Houken-Jidai
. . .What Now?
A/N: I am SO SO SO SO SO sorry its taken me so long to update- double that if you're reading "Sweet Mistake". School has been INSANE and I've had no time. I also sortof had writer's block. . .* sheepish grin * eheh. . .
Disclaimer: See chapter 8.
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Sango stormed out of the room and away from Miroku as fast as she could. The NERVE of him! How could he even THINK to suggest something so vulgar? She came to her locker and flung the dial in the order of her combination before slamming it open.
"No good, lecherous playboy. . ." she spat as she slammed all of her books into the locker. Unfortunately, this was not the thing to do as everything she had thrown in fell out into a mess of the floor, along with other things. Sango dropped her head back and groaned before crouching to re-gather the books she had thrown. She only made things harder for herself, and she knew that. She picked up her Japanese History book and her vocabulary book and set them in their rightful places. When she turned back to her mess, a pale clawed hand was holding out her geometry book. Sango sucked in her breath in surprise.
". . .thanks." she murmured, blushing and taking the book from him. Sesshoumaru was kneeling gracefully beside her, helping her gather her books.
"You shouldn't take you anger out on your locker, you know." Sesshoumaru suggested with a slight sneer, giving her the impression that he was somehow mocking her, as he always did. Sango gathered the makeup that had fallen out of her makeup case and set it on her locker shelf.
"I know." She mumbled stupidly. Sesshoumaru set her English textbook, the final item on the floor, back in her locker and shut it for her, and Sango watched him, scared to death because she wasn't sure what to say.
"Thank you," she said again. "I sometimes get angry with senpai." She felt her face flush at revealing the needless information. Sesshoumaru laughed emotionlessly.
"Many people are often irked by Miroku's cockyness." He set a hand between her shoulders and ushered her towards his classroom. "May I have a few words with you?" Sango wanted to scream no, but didn't.
"Of course." She replied nervously. Sesshoumaru said nothing in response, but opened the door and let her in before closing it behind himself. The classroom was empty. He sat down on his white leather swivel chair behind his desk and watched her.
"Sit down, Sango." He nodded towards a desk facing his own, and she did as she was told. She felt so antsy- what did he want? Why did she even have to be here? He made her so nervous. "The faculty has shown a concern for your family life." He began. "I have been asked to inquire about it. Can you tell me about your family?" Sango felt all the blood drain and return full-force within seconds as she realized what he was asking.
"My mother died when I was little, and my brother is 13. He's annoying, but very sweet. He'll be a great kid." She babbled. "My father is kind but very tough. He is training my brother and I in, uh, gymnastics. Flexibility and strength are a must, you know, so he HAS to be tough. . ." but Sesshoumaru interrupted her with a dry laugh.
"Not used to being put in the spotlight?" he asked. Sango shrunk into herself a bit and shook her head.
"No, sir."
"Very well then. Principal Naraku has asked me to call your parents before school- will anyone be home?" he asked coldly. Sango mouthed wordlessly, and Sesshoumaru scowled and began dialing her number from a school roster. Sango could only hear her heart pound and the distant ring of her telephone on the other line. After two minutes, Sesshoumaru sighed and hung up. "No one was home." He said, watching her face suspiciously.
"Oh! Well, my brother's at school and my dad's most likely at work. . ." she said quickly. Groaning inside, she berated herself. She was far too obvious.
"Ah, really. Where does your dad work?" Sesshoumaru seemed on the verge of some great discovery, one that Sango didn't particularly want him to find out.
"I, well, I'm not supposed to share that information." It was true. When he had been alive, Sango's father had always told her to reply with this sort of answer. At least with it, she was comfortable. Sesshoumaru sat back.
"I see." He seemed to have found out something that made him happy, or at least as happy as Sessoumaru could get. "Well, you can return to your locker. I'll write you a pass if you think you won't make it to your next class on time." Quickly, Sango shook her head.
"I think I will have time." She stood quickly and bowed.
"Thank you, Sango. You are dismissed." Sango nodded, and Sesshoumaru watched her as she left the room.
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When practice ended, Inuyasha forcefully insisted that Kagome go back to his house.
"What're you thinking, baka??" He demanded. "It's not safe for you at school- not with Naraku around." Inuyasha crouched down. "Now get on before I have to TAKE you home!" He waited, but didn't feel Kagome's weight on his back. She was glaring at him with her arms crossed.
"What do you think you're DOING, ordering me around like that?!?!?!" Kagome snapped. "Honestly, you treat me like I'm your SLAVE or something, and I'm NOT!" she turned so her back was facing him. Inuyasha growled and spun her around to face him again.
"Listen here, GIRLY. I'm taking you home whether you like it or not, because its not safe for you to stay here. Now you can either get on my back or I'll take you back by force!" he stared at her so ferociously that Kagome couldn't help but giggle. He turned away, fuming. Kagome climbed on his back, still giggling.
"Shut up and let's go." He scowled, but tightened his arms beneath her thighs and headed off for his house at top speeds anyway.
On the way to Inuyasha's, Kagome realized something.
"Hey, Inuyasha," she whispered. Inuyasha cocked an ear towards her.
"Yeah?" he grunted.
"I've got a game tomorrow. It's a Friday. Will you come?" Inuyasha's ear flicked forward and he said nothing for a minute.
"Yeah, sure. Ain't got nothing better to do." He spat out, but she didn't know how light his heart was at the moment.
"Thanks, Inuyasha." She said. Inuyasha grunted again and sped up.
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A/N: Alright alright alright, I know this chapter's really short but the next one's really important, so it should be a little longer. EEEEeee Great fun. On to Merci's!
Bluefuzzyelf- "Crash (into me)" by Dave Matthews Band and "Falling for the First Time" by Barenaked Ladies. Thanks for reading!
Nadia- your situation sounds exactly like Sango and Kagome's. Thanks so much for reading and leaving feedback.
Rain angst- thanks! (yay for Japanese terms I can understand! Banzai!)
Sara- aw, thanks so much! I'm glad you enjoy/are reading/reviewing my story. I hope I haven't lost people like you in the long wait for the next chapter.
Red Dragon9- Thanks for reviewing! Yeah, Sesshoumaru was sort of unexpected in this story. He's got a bigger part than even I anticipated, because I didn't think he'd even be in it. I think he'll have basically the same "good/bad" status he has in the series- not good, not bad. Leaning towards bad, but really he has no side.
RK-128- alive, lol? Well, thanks so much for sticking with the story. I hope you like it.
PeachesDani- Thanks! I can't either! I hope to hear from you again.
. . .What Now?
A/N: I am SO SO SO SO SO sorry its taken me so long to update- double that if you're reading "Sweet Mistake". School has been INSANE and I've had no time. I also sortof had writer's block. . .* sheepish grin * eheh. . .
Disclaimer: See chapter 8.
*~*~*
Sango stormed out of the room and away from Miroku as fast as she could. The NERVE of him! How could he even THINK to suggest something so vulgar? She came to her locker and flung the dial in the order of her combination before slamming it open.
"No good, lecherous playboy. . ." she spat as she slammed all of her books into the locker. Unfortunately, this was not the thing to do as everything she had thrown in fell out into a mess of the floor, along with other things. Sango dropped her head back and groaned before crouching to re-gather the books she had thrown. She only made things harder for herself, and she knew that. She picked up her Japanese History book and her vocabulary book and set them in their rightful places. When she turned back to her mess, a pale clawed hand was holding out her geometry book. Sango sucked in her breath in surprise.
". . .thanks." she murmured, blushing and taking the book from him. Sesshoumaru was kneeling gracefully beside her, helping her gather her books.
"You shouldn't take you anger out on your locker, you know." Sesshoumaru suggested with a slight sneer, giving her the impression that he was somehow mocking her, as he always did. Sango gathered the makeup that had fallen out of her makeup case and set it on her locker shelf.
"I know." She mumbled stupidly. Sesshoumaru set her English textbook, the final item on the floor, back in her locker and shut it for her, and Sango watched him, scared to death because she wasn't sure what to say.
"Thank you," she said again. "I sometimes get angry with senpai." She felt her face flush at revealing the needless information. Sesshoumaru laughed emotionlessly.
"Many people are often irked by Miroku's cockyness." He set a hand between her shoulders and ushered her towards his classroom. "May I have a few words with you?" Sango wanted to scream no, but didn't.
"Of course." She replied nervously. Sesshoumaru said nothing in response, but opened the door and let her in before closing it behind himself. The classroom was empty. He sat down on his white leather swivel chair behind his desk and watched her.
"Sit down, Sango." He nodded towards a desk facing his own, and she did as she was told. She felt so antsy- what did he want? Why did she even have to be here? He made her so nervous. "The faculty has shown a concern for your family life." He began. "I have been asked to inquire about it. Can you tell me about your family?" Sango felt all the blood drain and return full-force within seconds as she realized what he was asking.
"My mother died when I was little, and my brother is 13. He's annoying, but very sweet. He'll be a great kid." She babbled. "My father is kind but very tough. He is training my brother and I in, uh, gymnastics. Flexibility and strength are a must, you know, so he HAS to be tough. . ." but Sesshoumaru interrupted her with a dry laugh.
"Not used to being put in the spotlight?" he asked. Sango shrunk into herself a bit and shook her head.
"No, sir."
"Very well then. Principal Naraku has asked me to call your parents before school- will anyone be home?" he asked coldly. Sango mouthed wordlessly, and Sesshoumaru scowled and began dialing her number from a school roster. Sango could only hear her heart pound and the distant ring of her telephone on the other line. After two minutes, Sesshoumaru sighed and hung up. "No one was home." He said, watching her face suspiciously.
"Oh! Well, my brother's at school and my dad's most likely at work. . ." she said quickly. Groaning inside, she berated herself. She was far too obvious.
"Ah, really. Where does your dad work?" Sesshoumaru seemed on the verge of some great discovery, one that Sango didn't particularly want him to find out.
"I, well, I'm not supposed to share that information." It was true. When he had been alive, Sango's father had always told her to reply with this sort of answer. At least with it, she was comfortable. Sesshoumaru sat back.
"I see." He seemed to have found out something that made him happy, or at least as happy as Sessoumaru could get. "Well, you can return to your locker. I'll write you a pass if you think you won't make it to your next class on time." Quickly, Sango shook her head.
"I think I will have time." She stood quickly and bowed.
"Thank you, Sango. You are dismissed." Sango nodded, and Sesshoumaru watched her as she left the room.
*~*~*
When practice ended, Inuyasha forcefully insisted that Kagome go back to his house.
"What're you thinking, baka??" He demanded. "It's not safe for you at school- not with Naraku around." Inuyasha crouched down. "Now get on before I have to TAKE you home!" He waited, but didn't feel Kagome's weight on his back. She was glaring at him with her arms crossed.
"What do you think you're DOING, ordering me around like that?!?!?!" Kagome snapped. "Honestly, you treat me like I'm your SLAVE or something, and I'm NOT!" she turned so her back was facing him. Inuyasha growled and spun her around to face him again.
"Listen here, GIRLY. I'm taking you home whether you like it or not, because its not safe for you to stay here. Now you can either get on my back or I'll take you back by force!" he stared at her so ferociously that Kagome couldn't help but giggle. He turned away, fuming. Kagome climbed on his back, still giggling.
"Shut up and let's go." He scowled, but tightened his arms beneath her thighs and headed off for his house at top speeds anyway.
On the way to Inuyasha's, Kagome realized something.
"Hey, Inuyasha," she whispered. Inuyasha cocked an ear towards her.
"Yeah?" he grunted.
"I've got a game tomorrow. It's a Friday. Will you come?" Inuyasha's ear flicked forward and he said nothing for a minute.
"Yeah, sure. Ain't got nothing better to do." He spat out, but she didn't know how light his heart was at the moment.
"Thanks, Inuyasha." She said. Inuyasha grunted again and sped up.
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A/N: Alright alright alright, I know this chapter's really short but the next one's really important, so it should be a little longer. EEEEeee Great fun. On to Merci's!
Bluefuzzyelf- "Crash (into me)" by Dave Matthews Band and "Falling for the First Time" by Barenaked Ladies. Thanks for reading!
Nadia- your situation sounds exactly like Sango and Kagome's. Thanks so much for reading and leaving feedback.
Rain angst- thanks! (yay for Japanese terms I can understand! Banzai!)
Sara- aw, thanks so much! I'm glad you enjoy/are reading/reviewing my story. I hope I haven't lost people like you in the long wait for the next chapter.
Red Dragon9- Thanks for reviewing! Yeah, Sesshoumaru was sort of unexpected in this story. He's got a bigger part than even I anticipated, because I didn't think he'd even be in it. I think he'll have basically the same "good/bad" status he has in the series- not good, not bad. Leaning towards bad, but really he has no side.
RK-128- alive, lol? Well, thanks so much for sticking with the story. I hope you like it.
PeachesDani- Thanks! I can't either! I hope to hear from you again.