Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha. I do own Kiro, however, and I know who owns Nuku. It's not you. Believe me.

"Mmmmmm...." Miroku groaned as he slowly woke up. "That was one heckuva dream..." His head pounding, he tried to remember it— something about InuYasha, and it had two hot girls in it... Crazy dream, he had to admit. He had had some hole in his hand that could suck things into it... He groggily tried to kick the covers off, succeeding only in falling off the bed, landing on the floor with a loud 'thump'.

He had been a monk- a Buddhist monk! Haha, now that was laughable. Granted, he had been a horrible monk, grabbing everone's butts... Isn't it funny how dreams sometimes work in real details, he thought with a laugh. A monk... He couldn't wait to tell InuYasha that one.

He groaned again, peeling himself off the ground and standing up, eyes glued shut with sleep junk. He rubbed his eyes, frowning. Oh, yeah... he thought, That's right. Yasha wasn't answering his phone anymore. For a while after It happened, InuYasha had tried to be normal, tried to 'hang' and be with his friends... But for two weeks now, he had stopped taking calls and holed himself up in his father's mansion with that creepy, 'playboy' brother of his.

Miroku heard a knock on the door, and he ignored it, starting to get dressed. "Miroku..." came his father's voice, his tone slightly disapproving, "You were out so late last night... You didn't forget school starts today, did you?" Miroku blinked. Out late...? Oh. He had almost forgotten about the party that last night- maybe that was where the dream had come from. Maybe someone had spiked the drinks or something... He blinked a couple of times, then cursed. "Dammit!" He had completely forgotten about school. Good thing his father was there to remind him, he thought, slightly sarcastically, (he didn't want to be reminded about school,) but mostly not. In his dream, his father had been dead... Kinda creepy, he thought, stretching, nearly tripping over his half-up pants.

"Miroku?" his father repeated. "Oh... uh... I'm getting ready," Miroku said, finally remembering to reply. "Okay..." his father said, then continued, hesitantly, "And... Kiro called..." Miroku made a face. How could Kiro be up already?! "She was out later than I was!" Miroku objected, turning his phone back on. Every night, he turned it off, because if he didn't he tended to get late night calls from his friends, something his father didn't appreciate.

"Well, apparently Kiro can go without sleep," his father said, and Miroku could practically hear the man rolling his eyes. Miroku listened to his father's footsteps as he walked down the stars, then yawned again, taking off the jeans he had started to put on. He got into the shower, quickly washing and rinsing off, then washing and rinsing his hair. He got out of the shower, rolling his eyes as he wrapped a towel around himself, hearing the phone ringing. "Boy, didn't miss a beat..." he murmured, sitting down on the bed and picking up the phone.

"Hello?" he answered. "Miroku, I swear, if this is the answering machine I'm going to kill you!" Kiro replied.

"Good morning to you too," Miroku murmured, stifling a yawn. "Ooh, Miroku. You got up finally," Kiro said, yawning loudly into the phone. "There's... three transfers coming to the school; I checked it out and they're pretty hot," she continued.

"... Hot? Are they guys or girls?" he asked, rolling his eyes. You never knew with Kiro. Either she was remarking for herself, or trying to hook him up. Kiro ignored him, "Just moved here," was all she said.

".... Have you been hacking into the school computers?" Miroku asked suspiciously. Kiro, feigning indignance, replied, "Of course not!!" then, muttering, she continued, "I don't know how you went to I.S.S without me and Yasha finding out..."

"You have been hacking! Man, Kiro!" Miroku said, sighing exasperatedly. "Yeah, yeah..." Kiro said, rolling her eyes, "See you at school," she finished, hanging up.

"Uh... goodbye..." Miroku murmured to the dial tone, ruffling his hair, then sighed, dialing InuYasha.

InuYasha lay in his bed, staring at his ceiling. He heard the phone ring several times, and listened as Miroku, Kiro, and others all kept leaving voice messages. He began to find it quite annoying, so he leaned over his bed, grabbed a sneaker, and was about to throw it at the phone when his brother walked in, not bothering to knock. InuYasha looked annoyedly at Sesshoumaru, shoe-in-hand frozen behind his back in mid-air. "Do you want something, Sesshoumaru?" he spat out, glaring. If Sesshoumaru felt the least bit uncomfortable about seeing his brother in nothing but his boxers, he gave no sign of it.

"InuYasha, get out of bed," he said coolly, "And answer the phone, I'm sick of hearing it ring. A few of your friends have begun calling the office number and leaving obscene messages." He paused, then growled, clenching his jaw before continuing, in a 'softer' tone, "She was only a human, InuYasha. Get over it. You will find another." His tone was forced, and InuYasha could tell that their father had ordered the 'pep talk'.

InuYasha gave him a sarcastic salute, sitting up and hanging his legs over the side of the bed. "Good job, Sesshoumaru... You served your purpose. Now leave," he said as he dropped the shoe on the ground, leaning his elbows on his knees and burying his hands in his long silver hair. "Father instructed me to drive you to school. I am leaving in fifteen minutes, and you are coming with me no matter what condition you are in," Sesshoumaru continued, turning on heel and leaving the room.

" you..." InuYasha murmured. Sesshoumaru paused in his steps. "Excuse me?" he asked, tone deathly low. "Thank you!!" InuYasha yelled sarcastically, his tone sickly sweet. Sesshoumaru began walking down the hall again, the sound of his footsteps heading towards the office. InuYasha sighed heavily, rubbing his head and trying to clear his thoughts. He had had this stupid dream, where he had this big ass sword and went around killing demons with it. Even in the dreams, he still had the stupid dog ears, though.

And Kikyou... Kikyou had been dead, even in his dream... The walking dead. But there had been another girl, and he had fallen in love with her... He 'feh'd, getting up and shoving his school clothes on. School... What a waste, he thought as he stomped down the stairs, inhaling some sausage and orange juice that the maid, Kaede, handed him. "Try to chew, InuYasha..." she said, sighing and rolling her eyes. InuYasha smiled softly at her. Out of everyone, it seemed like only she understood. She gave him a smile every once in a while, gave him an ear to talk to... He grimaced at the thought of what would happen at school.

Miroku would try to hook him up with some girl, Kiro would act weird and make her lewd comments, and everyone would put a hand on his shoulder, look him 'meaningfully' in the eye, and say 'Are you alright?'. He gagged at the thought.

"I told you to chew," Kaede teased with a grin, handing him his backpack. Inuyasha smiled half-heartedly, taking it. "Thanks, Kaede," he said quietly. She shrugged, "No problem. Now get outside before your brother leaves you behind. And ask him to drop you off at the mechanics— they called and your car is fixed." InuYasha nodded, sighing heavily. He wasn't gonna ask Sesshoumaru for crap.

"See you tonight, Kaede," he called out as he left, shutting the door behind him.

Sesshoumaru sat in the front office, listening to the voice messages, trying to pass the fifteen minutes by.

"Eh, InuYasha... You're not answering your phone, so I figured I'd try the office... Uh... Well, Kiro says we get transfers tomorrow at school, she's says they're 'hot'... Whatever that means... Well... Uh, I guess you're not answering the phone... Bye..." came Miroku's voice from the answering machine.

"Next message," the answering machine intoned.

"Yasha... It's Kiro. Answer the phone, dammit! Gaah—!! You know what, you're pissing me off! You know, Kikyou wasn't— You're not the only one who was hurt! Out of everyone, how could you not talk to me?! I'm— Forget this. Forget you! I swear, if I don't see you at school, I'm coming to your house and I'm going to beat the crap out of you!" There was a couple of beeps, sounding like an incensed Kiro had tried to hang up and clicked the wrong button a couple of times.

The phone began to ring again, and the answering machine picked it up when Sesshoumaru didn't answer.

"We are unable to come to the phone. If you are calling in regards to business, press two now. If not, leave a message at the tone," came InuYasha and Sesshoumaru's father, (Inu Taisho)'s recorded voice. The answering machine beeped, and Kiro's voice came back on.

"Dang... Yasha... Please, pick up the phone? Please?! I didn't- dammit.... Sesshoumaru? Mr. Taisho?! Someone, pick up the phone!" Sesshoumaru, who had been staring at his nails out of boredom, looked up, before answering the phone.

"Hello, this is Sesshoumaru speaking," he said in monotone.

"Sesshoumaru!!" Kiro shouted in relief. Sesshoumaru winced at the sudden burst of noise in his ear.

"Yes. What do you want?" he asked.

"Hey... uh... Well, I bet you've been listening to the voice messages, huh? Has... uh... Inuyasha heard the messages yet?"

"Not yet..." Sesshoumaru answered quietly. Kiro found his tone threatening, and bristled.

"Uh... Yeah... About that," she began, "Can you delete my last message?"

Sesshoumaru was silent for a moment, then, as if he hadn't heard her, he asked, "Are you busy Saturday night?"

Kiro was silent for a while. "Uh... Noooo.... Wait. Let me check my über filled social calendar... Yep. I was right. I'm not busy." She paused. "Why?" she asked suspiciously.

"Would you like to go to dinner on Saturday?"

"With who?" Kiro asked, her voice sounding even more suspicious.

"With me, Kiro..." Sesshoumaru said, sighing.

"With you?!" Kiro repeated incredulously.

Sesshoumaru was silent, again sighing heavily, so Kiro frowned. "Hey..." she began, "...... Are you... asking me out?" she asked.

"No," Sesshoumaru began, his tone showing nothing of the sarcasm in his words, "I was merely suggesting we eat at the same restaurant. At the same table. I'm not asking you out at all," he said, rolling his eyes.

"You are!" Kiro began in an accusatory tone; "You're asking me out! You jerk!"

Sesshoumaru closed his eyes, burying a hand in his hair; not believing how hard Kiro seemed intent on making it for the both of them.

"Sesshoumaru... You know I'm dating Jakotsu," she said finally, trying to say 'NO!'.

"You and I both know you only date him to keep up appearances. You both use eachother," Sesshoumaru scoffed.

Kiro was silent for a while. "Where?" she asked, her self-restraint breaking. She was still going to say no, but she figured she might as well see what she was missing out on.

"... The Porterhouse?" Sesshoumaru suggested.

"........... ARE YOU CRAZY?!?!" Kiro shouted. Sesshoumaru winced. "I can't afford that!" she continued.

Sesshoumaru took a second to compose himself. "It is customary for the person who asks the other out to pay for it, Kiro," he said.

Kiro took a few deep breaths. "No. Forget it. I don't know what you're up to, but I don't trust you as far as I can spit," she hissed.

"A lot, then," Sesshoumaru retorted.

"AS FAR AS I CAN THROW YOU THEN! FINE!" she shouted, growling. Sesshoumaru had enough sense this time to pull the phone away from his ear. "Just delete the message, will you?" Kiro continued, "I have to go to school. You're wasting my time."

"I think InuYasha would like to hear his messages, don't you?" Sesshoumaru asked. Kiro growled lowly. "You black-mailing sonuva—" she began, but Sesshoumaru cut her off. "Goodbye, Kiro."

"Fine! Fine!" Kiro shouted, "If you delete the message, I'll think about dinner, okay?! Think!"

"Goodbye, Kiro..." Sesshoumaru repeated.

"Don't you dare hang up, you—" Kiro began, but Sesshoumaru hung up. He put the phone back on the hook, and, after a moment's hesitation, clicked a button on the answering machine.

"All messages deleted," the machine intoned. Sesshoumaru walked out of the office, out of the house, and into his car, where InuYasha was waiting. The Inu hanyou had the passenger seat flat and his feet on the dash.

"It's been 23 minutes," InuYasha said smugly, looking up at his brother. Sesshoumaru wondered how InuYasha had gotten into the car without unlocking the door, but decided he didn't want to know. If there was so much as a scratch—

"I am aware of that, InuYasha," Sesshoumaru answered coolly, starting up the car. "You're late then," InuYasha gloated, "You admit it!" He put his chair back up and sat normally. Well, slumped normal.

Sesshoumaru clenched his jaw, ignoring InuYasha, driving to the school. The sooner they got to school, the better.

"This.... Sucks...." Sango murmured, staring at her clothes. "Dress code..." Kagome wrinkled her nose in agreement, "Uniforms would have been better. At least we could salvage them... Look at this! No rips or tears..."

"Oh, come on, we can still 'salvage' our outfits..." Sango murmured, putting on knee-high leather boots over her blue jeans. "Unlike your hair; there's no salvaging there," Kagome teased, grinning. About a month ago, Sango had cut her hair to chin-length and streaked it blue.

"Oh, yeah. Look who's talking," Sango spat, teasing also. Kagome's hair was to her mid-back, and had crimson red highlights.

"Kagome! Sango!" Kagome's mother called out from downstairs. "She's got a set of lungs..." Sango murmured.

"Yeah, Mom?!" Kagome shouted. "Nuku's here, she's waiting for you guys!" came her mother's voice.

"Okay!" Kagome shouted sweetly, before rolling her eyes as Sango pretended to gag.

"Man..." Sango remarked, "What use is having our driver's licenses and no car?" Kagome nodded darkly, putting on red eye shadow and lipstick, smoothing it out. Sango, already finished with her face, grabbed her backpack and headed downstairs.

"Sango! Man! Wait for me!" Kagome shouted, cursing, as she grabbed her bag and jacket, running to catch up with her friend. She put her jacket on as she ran down the stairs, then slung her backpack over one shoulder.

As she hit the bottom of the stairs, Kagome headed straight for the door, finally caught up with Sango. "Bye Mom!" she called out, and Sango raised an eyebrow. "Uh... Yeah... Bye Miss Higarashi!" she shouted. They walked out the door, greeted immediately by the sight of a black Viper, windows rolled down, the Smashing Pumpkins blaring full blast from the radio. Nuku leaned on the car with the back to the house.

"What took you?" she shouted, barely audible, glancing over her shoulder. Sango rolled her eyes and opened her mouth to say something, but Kagome beat her to it.

"SHOTGUN!"

Kagome walked triumphantly past Sango and opened the front seat. She slammed her backpack onto the floor and leaned her feet on it. Sango, miffed, got in the back. Nuku got in as well, and the moment seat hit Nuku's black skirt, the petal hit the floor, and they were peeling down the street. Nuku, Sango, and Kagome sang to the songs on the radio at the top of their lungs, before the commercials came on. After a few advertisements, Metallica came on.

Nuku turned sideways/around to look at Kagome and Sango, grinning. "Metallica before the first day of school," she shouted, "Must be a good sign!" before winking at them.

She brought her attention back to the front, and just in time— she swerved to the side to miss a car coming from the other way.

"Oops..." Nuku began, "Stop sign, my bad," she finished with a kamikaze grin. Sango acted like nothing happened, and Kagome clutched the edges of the seat. The driver of the other car, ("A BLACK PORSCHE! YOU ALMOST HIT A PORSCHE!!!" Kagome shouted,) was a silver haired demon, who glared at them as he kept driving. Another silver haired demon was ducked down into the seat, only his dog ears visible, as if he was afraid to be caught in the same car as the driver.

"Stuck up Youkai..." Nuku muttered loudly as she got out of the car, "Think they own the road...." She seemed to ignore the fact that she had just run a stop sign. As they all grabbed their stuff, Kagome kept an eye on the demons— the driver was already walking into the school, and the dog-eared guy was still getting his stuff out of the car.

By the time the girls were ready to go in, the dog-eared boy was heading up the stairs. He ignored the girls behind him, pushing the doors open and going inside— they stayed open long enough for them to slip in as well. Once inside the doors, it was chaos: people running around, greeting friends... "Blech... This reunion-happiness junk is suffocating..." Sango murmured darkly.

"Home class.... Math...." Nuku said, ignoring Sango's remark, "Great."

"Yeah... And it'd be even better if we knew where it was," Kagome remarked, glowering at all the people.

The dog eared boy was still in front of them, trying to push his way through the crowd without actually touching anyone, which was working considerably well... Until a boy with violet-and-black hair pounced him. The violet haired boy wrapped his arms around the dog-eared boy, and bent his knees so his feet were in the air and his entire weight on the other boy. "Kiro get offa me...." the dog-eared boy said annoyedly.

"That...." Sango murmured, jaw slack, "Was hot..." Kagome nodded in wide-eyed agreement, taking a closer look at the two, even as Kiro de-attached himself, looking at the silver-haired boy with a shy smile. "InuYasha..." he said quietly.

'Kiro' had green eyes and razor cut purple hair, the ends dyed black. His hair was short and cropped around his face, the hair on the right chin length, and the hair on the left top-of-the-ear length, all held back with a logo-less sweatband type thing. He was wearing black dress pants, a high collared, three quarter length white shirt, black arm warmers and fingerless gloves. He had rather delicate features for a boy, and a unisex, emo kid voice, which, couple with his girly demeanor, left little doubt to his preferences: Hot, but gay.

'InuYasha' had waist length, rather unruly, silver hair, doggy ears and beautiful amber eyes. His hair went down in ragged edges down his back, with bangs surrounding his head and two longer bangs hanging down like side burns. He wore black jeans, and had his hands tucked into a black hoody. He looked quite annoyed at Kiro.

"Okay..." Sango murmured, "I'm so calling dibs on Silver Hair," as Nuku sniffed the air. "They're both Hanyou," she said quietly. She seemed amused with herself for some reason. Kiro, meanwhile, had grabbed a hold of his shoulders and was looked at the dog-eared boy's eyes intently, continuing to stare for a couple of minutes. InuYasha was getting more annoyed by the second.

"Okay," Kiro said finally, "Just making sure." This made no sense to Kagome or Sango, and, judging from the annoyed/confused look on InuYasha's face, he didn't get it either. Nuku, however, didn't care, and had un-glued her eyes from the boys to ask some other guy for directions to the Math classroom.

"Thanks," she said finally, going back to Sango and Kagome. The hallway was emptying out, but the two guys were still there, and were soon joined by another: a guy with short black hair and clear blue eyes. He had messy bangs, and pulled the rest of it back into a small pony tail. He had his hands tucked lazily into blue jeans, and wore a dark blue short sleeve shirt. He looked amusedly at InuYasha, (who was still miffed,) and Kiro, (who stuck his tongue out, making a two-year-old face.)

"Sango, close your mouth, you're gaping," Nuku snapped, rolling her eyes as she headed down the hallway, past the guys. The bell rang, and Kagome looked around, watching as the remaining people scurried to their classrooms. (With the exception of the three boys, who ignored the bell and continued talking.)

"Oy!" Kagome called out, running and catching up with Nuku. "Sango you're going to be late!" Sango caught up as well, giving the guys another long look before they all slipped into the math classroom.

Author's Notes: Moshi moshi, Minna! No, I don't own InuYasha, so no sueing me, okay? Yes... I realize that Kiro has changed genders... You'll understand it next chapter. --.

Anyways, see you next chapter!

Legacy-

When I was younger, so much younger than today,
I never needed anybody's help in any way.
But now these days are gone, I'm not so self assured,
Now I find I've changed my mind and opened up the doors.

And now my life has changed in oh so many ways,
My independence seems to vanish in the haze.
But every now and then I feel so insecure,
I know that I just need you like I've never done before.