A Tragic Love
Disclaimer- I DO NOT own Inuyasha!
+Ch. 2- Unbridled Love+
"So, what's up with that new kid?" Kagome whispered to the rosy cheeked, browned eyed girl. She turned to her and shrugged her shoulders.
"He just came in and Ms. Kaede started talking about his rich father."
"Rich father?" Kagome asked.
"Yeah, maybe richer than yours," the brown eyed girl said.
"Yeah maybe." Kagome said, her voice trailing off and she stared at the profile of the new kid. He was seated near the window and seldom moved or said a word.
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As soon as the bell rang, the students ran out of the classroom, eager for lunch. Well, actually just eager to get out of Ms. Kaede's classroom.
"Awww lunch.it's my favorite subject," Kagome said, walking down the hall to the cafeteria.
Kagome turned to the brown eyed girl and smiled. "Sango, are you okay?" Kagome asked.
Sango looked up and her face twisted into an angered scowl, "Oh that Miroku! What a bastard!" she yelled. The busy chattering stopped and the banging of the lockers ceased. People turned their attention towards the screaming Sango walking down the hall.
"Sango, what happened? I thought you two just got together?" Kagome asked.
"What happened? WHAT HAPPENED? Miroku and his wondering eyes and hands happened! I saw him with Kikyo yesterday. He'll try to deny it, but I saw him."
"Maybe he was just talking to her."
"Oh, Kagome, come off it. When has Miroku ever just "talked" to a girl?"
Kagome thought for a moment and said, "You're right. He's always been a little touchy." "Maybe I should beat him up a little?" she asked.
"No, no don't do that!" Kagome retorted and lead her to the cafeteria.
"How about a little kick to the--" Kagome pushed her to the line before she could finish her sentence and piled a stack of food on her tray.
"Listen, Miroku might go and talk to other girls, but you know you're the only one for him."
"That is so sappy Kagome! He just needs a good beating."
"Okay fine, beat him up."
"Really?" Sango asked.
Kagome rolled her eyes and followed Sango as she led the way towards an empty table. Just then Kagome caught sight of the mysterious new stranger. He was sitting alone, staring down at his barely touched meatloaf. He looked up and immediately made eye contact with her. Kagome froze, as if that one second of eye contact was an eternity.
He quickly let go of the gaze and hacked at his food. Kagome grabbed Sango by the shirt and she yelped as she was pulled back to a halt.
"Kagome, what's wrong?" she asked, trying to rearrange her food.
"Look who's coming." Kagome said.
Sango looked towards Kagome's gaze and saw Miroku dodging the crowd and making his way towards the two girls.
"Quick! Let's hide! Maybe he doesn't know it's us!" Sango said desperately.
Kagome smiled and set her tray down at the table in front of them.
"Sango, you have to face him sooner or later, right?"
"I just that it would be later, like next week."
Miroku was beaming with happiness. He set his books down and swung a leg over the bench. He leaned in for a kiss but Sango ignored him and continued to gnaw at her meatloaf.
"Hun, what's wrong? Do you need a little back rub? Or a body rub?" he asked.
Sango turned to him and slapped him across the face. Kagome had seen this one too many times and sat back for another fight. It had been awhile since Miroku and Sango had a fight.
Clasping his swollen cheek, he turned to her in bewilderment, "What was that for?"
"Oh you know what that was for! You little perv! You never learn!" she yelled. Kagome watched as the public turned to them for a brief second and then continued on. After all, the public had seen far too many Sango and Miroku fights for it to be new news.
"Is this about me and Su?" he asked. He had painted himself in a corner now.
"What about you and Su?" Sango asked annoyed. She slowly folded her arms and turned her whole body toward the sweating Miroku.
"Oh nothing. Did I say Su, I meant Stu. You know him; he's that kid with the funky looking nose."
"A guy??!!" Sango asked.
"What! No! If I give you flowers, can we forget about this conversation?" he asked smiling innocently.
"Okay, you can give me flowers. Because I'll take those flowers and stick them up your--"
"SANGO! I think we'll be late for class!" Kagome interrupted.
"Kagome! Can't you see we are having a conversation?" Sango said annoyed. Miroku was bent on the bench, still cupping to his reddening cheek. He was moaning now from the pain. Sango didn't seem to notice.
"Oh Miroku, get up and walk me to class!" Sango yelled.
Instantly, Miroku jumped up from his bent posture and with one foul scoop he picked up Sango's books and quickly followed after her. Kagome watched as Sango continued to beat him until their shadows merged with the distant darkness.
It was then that Kagome turned to the new guy by the corner, still picking at his food. She watched as Naru Okoyama slyly slid by his side and accidentally dropped her books. The new guy looked at her and slowly jumped up from his seat and stepped over her books. He too disappeared into the distance.
Disclaimer- I DO NOT own Inuyasha!
+Ch. 2- Unbridled Love+
"So, what's up with that new kid?" Kagome whispered to the rosy cheeked, browned eyed girl. She turned to her and shrugged her shoulders.
"He just came in and Ms. Kaede started talking about his rich father."
"Rich father?" Kagome asked.
"Yeah, maybe richer than yours," the brown eyed girl said.
"Yeah maybe." Kagome said, her voice trailing off and she stared at the profile of the new kid. He was seated near the window and seldom moved or said a word.
---
RRRRIIIIINNNNGGG!!
As soon as the bell rang, the students ran out of the classroom, eager for lunch. Well, actually just eager to get out of Ms. Kaede's classroom.
"Awww lunch.it's my favorite subject," Kagome said, walking down the hall to the cafeteria.
Kagome turned to the brown eyed girl and smiled. "Sango, are you okay?" Kagome asked.
Sango looked up and her face twisted into an angered scowl, "Oh that Miroku! What a bastard!" she yelled. The busy chattering stopped and the banging of the lockers ceased. People turned their attention towards the screaming Sango walking down the hall.
"Sango, what happened? I thought you two just got together?" Kagome asked.
"What happened? WHAT HAPPENED? Miroku and his wondering eyes and hands happened! I saw him with Kikyo yesterday. He'll try to deny it, but I saw him."
"Maybe he was just talking to her."
"Oh, Kagome, come off it. When has Miroku ever just "talked" to a girl?"
Kagome thought for a moment and said, "You're right. He's always been a little touchy." "Maybe I should beat him up a little?" she asked.
"No, no don't do that!" Kagome retorted and lead her to the cafeteria.
"How about a little kick to the--" Kagome pushed her to the line before she could finish her sentence and piled a stack of food on her tray.
"Listen, Miroku might go and talk to other girls, but you know you're the only one for him."
"That is so sappy Kagome! He just needs a good beating."
"Okay fine, beat him up."
"Really?" Sango asked.
Kagome rolled her eyes and followed Sango as she led the way towards an empty table. Just then Kagome caught sight of the mysterious new stranger. He was sitting alone, staring down at his barely touched meatloaf. He looked up and immediately made eye contact with her. Kagome froze, as if that one second of eye contact was an eternity.
He quickly let go of the gaze and hacked at his food. Kagome grabbed Sango by the shirt and she yelped as she was pulled back to a halt.
"Kagome, what's wrong?" she asked, trying to rearrange her food.
"Look who's coming." Kagome said.
Sango looked towards Kagome's gaze and saw Miroku dodging the crowd and making his way towards the two girls.
"Quick! Let's hide! Maybe he doesn't know it's us!" Sango said desperately.
Kagome smiled and set her tray down at the table in front of them.
"Sango, you have to face him sooner or later, right?"
"I just that it would be later, like next week."
Miroku was beaming with happiness. He set his books down and swung a leg over the bench. He leaned in for a kiss but Sango ignored him and continued to gnaw at her meatloaf.
"Hun, what's wrong? Do you need a little back rub? Or a body rub?" he asked.
Sango turned to him and slapped him across the face. Kagome had seen this one too many times and sat back for another fight. It had been awhile since Miroku and Sango had a fight.
Clasping his swollen cheek, he turned to her in bewilderment, "What was that for?"
"Oh you know what that was for! You little perv! You never learn!" she yelled. Kagome watched as the public turned to them for a brief second and then continued on. After all, the public had seen far too many Sango and Miroku fights for it to be new news.
"Is this about me and Su?" he asked. He had painted himself in a corner now.
"What about you and Su?" Sango asked annoyed. She slowly folded her arms and turned her whole body toward the sweating Miroku.
"Oh nothing. Did I say Su, I meant Stu. You know him; he's that kid with the funky looking nose."
"A guy??!!" Sango asked.
"What! No! If I give you flowers, can we forget about this conversation?" he asked smiling innocently.
"Okay, you can give me flowers. Because I'll take those flowers and stick them up your--"
"SANGO! I think we'll be late for class!" Kagome interrupted.
"Kagome! Can't you see we are having a conversation?" Sango said annoyed. Miroku was bent on the bench, still cupping to his reddening cheek. He was moaning now from the pain. Sango didn't seem to notice.
"Oh Miroku, get up and walk me to class!" Sango yelled.
Instantly, Miroku jumped up from his bent posture and with one foul scoop he picked up Sango's books and quickly followed after her. Kagome watched as Sango continued to beat him until their shadows merged with the distant darkness.
It was then that Kagome turned to the new guy by the corner, still picking at his food. She watched as Naru Okoyama slyly slid by his side and accidentally dropped her books. The new guy looked at her and slowly jumped up from his seat and stepped over her books. He too disappeared into the distance.