Houken-Jidai
By Seabreeze
A/N: Alright, I admit that usually Inuyasha (or any anime, come to think of it) high school fics make me cringe, but I came up with a fun idea. Call my hypocritical, but this fic is going to be darker than your average (high school fic, at least). Plus, I want to use really clichéd high school music ;). (There are a few exceptions to the "cringing high school" thing- the one that comes to mind is RK-128's Kenshin one, and not only because she's my friend. I really like the idea of Kaoru as a dancer, but I'm babbling again.)
Disclaimer: Rumiko Takahashi owns Inu-yasha, and I am not Rumiko Takahashi. Algebra students? Therefore, I do not own Inu-yasha.
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Kagome Higurashi clutched her books to her chest and continued down the long hallway to third hour geometry. Smiling, as always. Surrounded by people constantly. Kagome was just that kind of person- you gravitated towards her. She was almost always cheerful and always kind, to everyone. But she wasn't a walk-over. She knew when to stand her ground, and when to stand up for the down trodden.
Kagome was an all-star. Girls wanted to be like her, boys wanted to be with her. She even had a senior- Hojo- with his eye on her. And it really didn't have anything to do with the fact that she was a cheerleader. Making people happy and supporting her team just came naturally to her. It did mean that a stereotype was shoved on her a lot, and she had to wear that dangerously short skirt more often than not, but she enjoyed it. Cheerleading, at least.
The warning bell rang and the crowd surrounding her scattered, and Kagome burst into a run to (hopefully) make the final bell. She slowed to enter the geometry room, and saw that the only seat left was in the back left.
'Great," Kagome thought. It wasn't just that her friends sat in the front and the people in back she only knew by face, but Kagome was prone to daydreaming. It was harder to daydream- easier to learn- if she sat in the front. She sighed and headed back, sitting between a goth girl with seat- length black hair and a boy with silver hair and demon-ears. A hanyou.
"You poor thing," the boy snarled suddenly. He glared at her. "Being all out of place, in the back, with the rejects." He spat out the word 'rejects' like an acid. The girl on Kagome's other side rolled her eyes at him.
"Leave her alone, Inuyasha," she said quietly. "She never did anything to you." The girl turned towards Kagome, black-eye liner eyes kind. "Hi," she said. Kagome smiled back, her mega-watt smile.
"I'm Kagome," she said. The girl nodded with a knowing smile.
"I know. I'm Sango."
"Next thing you know, Sango's a cheerleader." The hanyou called Inuyasha muttered scathingly, and Sango rolled her eyes again.
"Don't mind him," she said. Kagome glanced at him and then back at the girl.
"It won't be hard," she said, and both the girls stifled a giggle as the class began.
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Inuyasha scowled as Sango and the cheerleader laughed together.
'Traitor,' he thought sulkily. As the others quieted down and the teacher began drawing triangles on the board, Inuyasha stared boredly out the window. He never listened in class, and rarely did his homework, which explained why he was nearly flunking every class. But Inuyasha had a trick- ace the finals, go on to the next grade. It worked every time. He was constantly underestimated- in more areas than one. His teachers thought he was a good-for-nothing, lazy, braindead hanyou. The students thought he was an insane, apocalyptic, anti-social nobody, who was unfortunately also a half-breed.
In short, Inuyasha was the biggest outcast Houken-Jidai High had. People didn't like him much, and he certainly didn't like them. Far from "liking" them, Inuyasha had a deep mistrust for basically everyone. There were exceptions- the school's nurse and history teacher, Kaede, knew that Inuyasha was pretty much a rebellious genius. He was currently getting a B in her class. Inuyasha didn't exactly LIKE Kaede, but he respected her. The other exception was Sango- his one friend, if he could call her that. Inuyasha didn't like to say he had any friends.
Sometimes it felt like he only hung out with her because she was the second biggest outcast in the school. They rarely got along and rarely had anything to talk about, but they were two of a kind. Sango had a few other friends, but usually she was alone. She seemed to prefer it that way, as did Inuyasha. But when the silence got to be a bit much, Inuyasha would call Sango up or vice versa and they would hang out.
Despite the fact that Sango and Inuyasha were always fighting, he was inwardly grateful to have someone there. Someone like him, someone who could relate. People often made fun of them, teasing the "two dating outcasts", at which Sango would blink and Inuyasha would lazily tell them to do something rude. They weren't dating, but neither really cared when people said this. Neither really thought they could stand "dating" the other, either. Inuyasha knew very little about Sango, but he knew that she hadn't always been so sad and dark. He didn't want or care to ask why.
The one thing he hated more than anything were the other students in his school. Especially people like Kagome. She alone infuriated him. Smiling and laughing with her popularity and her cheerleading skirts and her gorgeous eyes- he hated her. He hated her friends, hated everything they did and everything they were about. He comforted himself with the thought that they were all shallow and heading for the nearest Burger King. He comforted himself with the thought that he knew something no other student in the entire knew.
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A/N: Woo, I'm excited! This should be fun. Some of you may be wondering why I made Kagome a cheerleader- and I'll let you have it.
First of all, I think cheerleaders are cruelly stereotyped. I have friends on the cheerleading squad, and if you didn't know, you wouldn't guess they were. They're not hung up on how they look, they're not stupid (one of them has a 4.0, I could throttle her!), they're not all blonde. One of them is a strong environmentalist and anime nut. I myself almost tried out for cheerleading, but then realized that I am not a cheery person. Eh, well, the workshop was fun. Same goes for dance teamers (* wink, wink * . . . you know who you are. . .), but they get less because, well, they're not cheerleaders.
So there's my rant. Besides, Kagome's always so cheerful. Cheerful, cheerleader, it works. Yay! ;)
Houken-jidai translated to "feudal period", if you were wondering. Era, period, whatever.
Please read and review! Arigato!
By Seabreeze
A/N: Alright, I admit that usually Inuyasha (or any anime, come to think of it) high school fics make me cringe, but I came up with a fun idea. Call my hypocritical, but this fic is going to be darker than your average (high school fic, at least). Plus, I want to use really clichéd high school music ;). (There are a few exceptions to the "cringing high school" thing- the one that comes to mind is RK-128's Kenshin one, and not only because she's my friend. I really like the idea of Kaoru as a dancer, but I'm babbling again.)
Disclaimer: Rumiko Takahashi owns Inu-yasha, and I am not Rumiko Takahashi. Algebra students? Therefore, I do not own Inu-yasha.
*~*~*
Kagome Higurashi clutched her books to her chest and continued down the long hallway to third hour geometry. Smiling, as always. Surrounded by people constantly. Kagome was just that kind of person- you gravitated towards her. She was almost always cheerful and always kind, to everyone. But she wasn't a walk-over. She knew when to stand her ground, and when to stand up for the down trodden.
Kagome was an all-star. Girls wanted to be like her, boys wanted to be with her. She even had a senior- Hojo- with his eye on her. And it really didn't have anything to do with the fact that she was a cheerleader. Making people happy and supporting her team just came naturally to her. It did mean that a stereotype was shoved on her a lot, and she had to wear that dangerously short skirt more often than not, but she enjoyed it. Cheerleading, at least.
The warning bell rang and the crowd surrounding her scattered, and Kagome burst into a run to (hopefully) make the final bell. She slowed to enter the geometry room, and saw that the only seat left was in the back left.
'Great," Kagome thought. It wasn't just that her friends sat in the front and the people in back she only knew by face, but Kagome was prone to daydreaming. It was harder to daydream- easier to learn- if she sat in the front. She sighed and headed back, sitting between a goth girl with seat- length black hair and a boy with silver hair and demon-ears. A hanyou.
"You poor thing," the boy snarled suddenly. He glared at her. "Being all out of place, in the back, with the rejects." He spat out the word 'rejects' like an acid. The girl on Kagome's other side rolled her eyes at him.
"Leave her alone, Inuyasha," she said quietly. "She never did anything to you." The girl turned towards Kagome, black-eye liner eyes kind. "Hi," she said. Kagome smiled back, her mega-watt smile.
"I'm Kagome," she said. The girl nodded with a knowing smile.
"I know. I'm Sango."
"Next thing you know, Sango's a cheerleader." The hanyou called Inuyasha muttered scathingly, and Sango rolled her eyes again.
"Don't mind him," she said. Kagome glanced at him and then back at the girl.
"It won't be hard," she said, and both the girls stifled a giggle as the class began.
*~*~*
Inuyasha scowled as Sango and the cheerleader laughed together.
'Traitor,' he thought sulkily. As the others quieted down and the teacher began drawing triangles on the board, Inuyasha stared boredly out the window. He never listened in class, and rarely did his homework, which explained why he was nearly flunking every class. But Inuyasha had a trick- ace the finals, go on to the next grade. It worked every time. He was constantly underestimated- in more areas than one. His teachers thought he was a good-for-nothing, lazy, braindead hanyou. The students thought he was an insane, apocalyptic, anti-social nobody, who was unfortunately also a half-breed.
In short, Inuyasha was the biggest outcast Houken-Jidai High had. People didn't like him much, and he certainly didn't like them. Far from "liking" them, Inuyasha had a deep mistrust for basically everyone. There were exceptions- the school's nurse and history teacher, Kaede, knew that Inuyasha was pretty much a rebellious genius. He was currently getting a B in her class. Inuyasha didn't exactly LIKE Kaede, but he respected her. The other exception was Sango- his one friend, if he could call her that. Inuyasha didn't like to say he had any friends.
Sometimes it felt like he only hung out with her because she was the second biggest outcast in the school. They rarely got along and rarely had anything to talk about, but they were two of a kind. Sango had a few other friends, but usually she was alone. She seemed to prefer it that way, as did Inuyasha. But when the silence got to be a bit much, Inuyasha would call Sango up or vice versa and they would hang out.
Despite the fact that Sango and Inuyasha were always fighting, he was inwardly grateful to have someone there. Someone like him, someone who could relate. People often made fun of them, teasing the "two dating outcasts", at which Sango would blink and Inuyasha would lazily tell them to do something rude. They weren't dating, but neither really cared when people said this. Neither really thought they could stand "dating" the other, either. Inuyasha knew very little about Sango, but he knew that she hadn't always been so sad and dark. He didn't want or care to ask why.
The one thing he hated more than anything were the other students in his school. Especially people like Kagome. She alone infuriated him. Smiling and laughing with her popularity and her cheerleading skirts and her gorgeous eyes- he hated her. He hated her friends, hated everything they did and everything they were about. He comforted himself with the thought that they were all shallow and heading for the nearest Burger King. He comforted himself with the thought that he knew something no other student in the entire knew.
*~*~*
A/N: Woo, I'm excited! This should be fun. Some of you may be wondering why I made Kagome a cheerleader- and I'll let you have it.
First of all, I think cheerleaders are cruelly stereotyped. I have friends on the cheerleading squad, and if you didn't know, you wouldn't guess they were. They're not hung up on how they look, they're not stupid (one of them has a 4.0, I could throttle her!), they're not all blonde. One of them is a strong environmentalist and anime nut. I myself almost tried out for cheerleading, but then realized that I am not a cheery person. Eh, well, the workshop was fun. Same goes for dance teamers (* wink, wink * . . . you know who you are. . .), but they get less because, well, they're not cheerleaders.
So there's my rant. Besides, Kagome's always so cheerful. Cheerful, cheerleader, it works. Yay! ;)
Houken-jidai translated to "feudal period", if you were wondering. Era, period, whatever.
Please read and review! Arigato!