DEPTHS OF THE DAMNED
...The Argument...
Disclaimer: sigh About how many times have I repeated it? grumbles I solemnly swear I do not own InuYasha and its characters or whatnot.
When Sango awoke the next day for school, her stomach tightened with a sickening jolt. She had fallen asleep, luckily, as she had thought about what Kikyou would do when she saw InuYasha. Sango rolled over on her side and walked over to her wardrobe and pulled out a sailor uniform and quickly pulled it on. She hurried down the stairs and into the kitchen.
Sango closed the door behind her and walked over to the bus stop, finding Miroku already sitting there. She slowed her pace and sat down next to him.
"Well, hey, Miroku. Didn't think I'd see you here."
"You didn't, now did you? Hmm, I wonder why? I only live up the street about a couple of blocks..." Miroku grinned childishly.
Sango laughed and playfully hit him across the shoulders.
"You and your sarcasm." She stated.
"I wonder what those two will do when they see each other..." Sango muttered as she stepped off the bus after Miroku. He only shrugged as they walked into the school vicinities.
"Dunno... They'd better not fight, I'd hate to see that happen..." he sighed.
The two parted as they went to their different lockers. As Sango gathered out her books, she walked over to Miroku's locker. His was fairly larger than hers, but he was a senior, so of course.
"I'm so glad that summer is in only a few days! And no more school!" Sango exclaimed excitedly as her eyes gazed up at the ceiling. "No homework, no teachers, no—"
The sound of a boy and girl arguing cut off Sango's ranting of summer and she couldn't help but look around for the noise. Sango's jaw dropped and she gasped as she saw that InuYasha and Kikyou were standing in a corner by the water fountain and were arguing loudly. Sango closed her eyes irritably and walked over there, trying to be casual.
"Um...guys...Kik...Kik...Kikyou...InuYasha...stop...stop fighting...GUYS! STOP—FIGHTING!"
Yet they continued to ignore Sango's fetal attempts. Sango growled and gritted her teeth, stepping in between the two and pushed them apart.
"SANGO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? LET ME AT 'EM! I'M GONNA GET YOU, INUYASHA..."
"Ooh, wow, I'm so scared, Mommy. Kikyou's gonna hurt me... Oh, boo-hoo." InuYasha mocked.
Sango threw a look at both of them and sighed deeply.
"If you two don't shut the hell up, I'm gonna do something...something...something, uh, drastic." Sango growled as she looked at the two who stared back at her with questioning looks. "Obviously, Kikyou, InuYasha doesn't want to go out with you, or anyone else. Can't you see what he's gone through?"
InuYasha scoffed, and tried to turn it into a cough, but it sounded rather awkward.
"Gone through a lot...Feh." he muttered under his breath.
"What was that? Didn't catch that last part..." Sango hissed to him through clenched teeth.
"Nuttin'." He replied solemnly. "Didn't say nuttin'..."
"Yeah right, Inu." Kikyou mumbled, throwing an annoyed look in his direction.
"I'm getting so damn annoyed with you two. You'd better stop now, okay? I mean it, your arguing affects everyone!" she sighed loudly. "I'll catch you two later, and you'd better make up, or else."
InuYasha let out a sigh and walked off down the hallway, leaving Kikyou by herself. Kikyou craned her head around and saw him walk into a classroom and she ran after Sango.
"Sango—SANGO! Wait up!" she panted.
Sango stopped and turned around.
"Yeah?" she asked as she was adjusting her hold on her books.
"Sorry about the fight..." Kikyou murmured.
"S'okay. It just kinda ticked me off, I knew this would happen. I'm sorry about your break-up with InuYasha, but continuing to argue with him isn't gonna solve anything."
"You're right... Well, see ya later..." Sango waved after Kikyou and walked into her Algrebra II class and closed the door behind her as she took her seat.
"Gosh, I hate Algebra! That class sucks—can't believe I've got to take it..." Sango hissed as she met up with Kikyou and Ayame in the cafeteria.
"Well...look at the bright side. Summer is just in two more days!"
"True..." Sango admitted as she helped herself to some potatoes and gravy. "So...heard anything from Kouga?"
"Nah, not really. He's kinda stupid, if you ask me."
"Then why are you still going out with him...?" Kikyou asked.
"'Cause, I like him." Ayame said shortly.
They had only sat down when Naraku had come marching up to the table.
"Hey, Sango." he muttered softly. "Why are you still hanging out with Kikyou? Is she only around to replace Kagome?" Sango clenched her fists and was ready to hit him across the face, her hands kept twitching, but before she knew it, Naraku was on the ground and Kikyou stood viciously above him.
"Try and be a smart ass again, and I'll do worse to you..." she whispered coldly as she gently blew across her knuckles.
Naraku continued to stare up at her in bewilderment. How could he let a girl like Kikyou hit him down to the ground...? How? This...this is Naraku, the senior. And yet, a junior girl can beat him? That's so sad...
Naraku stood up slowly, glared at the trio, and slunk back over to the far end of the cafeteria.
"Nice blow, Kik!" Ayame clapped. Kikyou grinned.
"He was asking for it, y'know..."
"You're just lucky no teachers saw..." Sango mentioned; Kikyou nodded.
"I hate that guy... I don't know why the teachers can't just kick him out of school." Ayame sighed sorrowfully.
"Well, he's graduating, so we won't see him anymore." Kikyou reminded the two.
"Well, that's a relief..."
Sango sighed and looked around the room. She started to nibble on the end of her French fries when she stared at what was in front of her. She dropped her French fry.
"K—K—K—K....Kagome...??" she choked.
Standing in front of her, plain as day, was the fifteen year-old Kagome Higurashi, still wearing that demonic outfit. Kagome was staring back at her, a smile lifting on her lips. Sango smiled and made a small wave.
"Uh, Sango, who are you waving at?" Ayame nudged Sango, whose eyes were transfixed in front of her.
"Kagome! It's Kagome—she's here! See?" Sango whirled Ayame around and pointed where the girl was standing.
"Uh...sorry, but I don't see anyone, Sango..." she muttered softly.
"Wha...What...? B—but...she was there a minute ago...! Where could she be...?" Sango cried.
"You sure you're feeling okay, Sango?" Kikyou asked as she felt Sango for a fever.
Sango frowned and nodded her head.
"I'm fine! I—I saw her! I know I did!" she assured as she kept looking around wildly.
"Sango, it's best if you just forget what you saw. You probably were thinking about her, and thought you saw her."
Sango turned and saw Miroku standing there.
"When did you come?" she asked, confused. "And how do you know what I was seeing?"
"I overheard you." He smiled.
When Ayame and Kikyou left, Miroku sat down beside Sango and bent down to her ear and whispered.
"Sango, I saw Kagome, too. And I'm sure InuYasha can. I don't know why only we can see her, though..." he said thoughtfully.
She looked up at him and lowered her eyes.
"I just miss her so much...! I don't know how much longer I can take it!" she sobbed into Miroku's shoulder.
"It's okay, Sango..." Miroku said softly as he brushed away her hair from her face. "We will get her back somehow..."
Although when Miroku said that, he wasn't quite so sure of himself...
