A/N - Inukit:
Yes, I've decided to go with the common setup - Sango, Kagome, Kouga - friends. As for pairings though, I'm still not too sure. If any reviewers would like to make a suggestion, please feel free to do so.
Again, please R&R!
Erase My Name
Chapter 2 ::: Smashing the Flea
They weren't late.
Well...at least Sango wasn't. And as for Kagome - curse the god of luck.
They had reached their current high school just as the bell sounded. Sango had been so relieved that she was close to strangling her best friend. "We're here, Kagome, we're not late!"
"I've..." Kagome struggled to breathe with Sango's arms squishing the life out of her. "Sango...let...g - go..."
"What?"
"L - let...me...g - go..."
"What?"
With an anxious burst of strengh Kagome shook off Sango's arms. "Let me go!" she screamed into her soon-to-be-murderer's ear.
Rubbing her ear, Sango frowned while she led the two of them into the hallway along with hundreds of other students. "Okay, okay. Sheesh, you didn't have to consider me deaf..." she mumbled. That's when she noticed the sounding of the second bell. Most kids were already in class by now. "We're not early either, Kagome - grab the stuff you need and shove the rest into your locker!"
Kagome followed Sango's actions, although hers was a lot easier since all she had to feed her hungry locker was an empty backpack. She was still clutching her pencil from before, which just made things easier for her.
"Look, Sango...there's still the third bell so I'll just take a drink down the hall. Flea-ouga comes in at the third bell every day, so I'll have more than enough time. Save me a spot, 'kay?"
"But Kagome - " Sango, unfortunatly, didn't have a chance to finish before her listener was already out of earshot. Sighing, she slammed the door to her locker shut and carried her textbooks into their homeroom.
Running down the hall, Kagome raced for the water fountain. That was when she noticed Mr.Toutousai, the school principal, walking by. Immediatly Kagome slowed down her pace. "Good morning, Mr.Toutousai - "
Too late.
"Were ye not walking patiently, Ms.Higurashi?" the old man blurted. Mr.Toutousai had eyes of a fox, and as big as a dragonfly. You could have some kind of lice in your hair and he'd tell you straight away what type it was.
"Um...I was, uh...taking a drink."
"After the second bell, may ye? Is ye not in your classroom by now?"
Kagome sighed. This was going to be a long day.
When Kagome was still nowhere in sight by the third bell, Sango began to worry. Flea-ouga was already present, and so her friend now had no chance of getting away for being late.
Suddenly, to Sango's supprise, Kagome entered the classroom. After apologizing to Flea-ouga about 8 times, Kagome finally settled down between Sango and Kouga. With a single pencil.
As if on cue, Flea-ouga announced that it was time to present their autobiographies. Then, to add to Kagome's luck, she was the first one he was interested in listening to.
"Ms.Higurashi, would you please start us off?"
Kagome blushed. She tried searching her brain for a more excusable excuse.
The teacher now looked her straight in the eye. "Well?"
"Well..." Kagome repeated. Sango watched helplessly as the process slowly went on.
"Yes, Ms.Higurashi? I don't suppose your dog ate it, am I right?"
That managed to get some giggling and chuckling here and there throughout the class.
"No, of course not," Kagome said quickly. Then, defensively, she added, "I don't have a dog."
The mocking tones of her classmates continued. The colour returned to Kagome's cheeks in full power.
"Oh? Is that so? Then tell us, Ms.Higurashi - whatever is it that keeps your assignment absent?" Flea-ouga urged. Sometimes he does that. It made Kagome feel like jumping out the window.
"I - I was late this morning..."
"Yes, yes. Very, to be clear. I'm sure we've all witnessed that."
Kagome was silenced. What was she supposed to say, that she had left for school with an empty backpack and a pencil in her hand? That she had left all of the last two weeks homwork under some stupid tree for her cat to lick?
Finally, Flea-ouga got the point. He might be harsh sometimes, but the poor girl was already suffering from the curse of humiliation among her classmates. He remembered how it used to feel when he was young. "Fine, then. Kouga? What about you?"
Without hesitating, Kouga smiled. "Sorry sir, nothin'."
Everyone turned to stare at him. Kagome was almost sure she saw Kouga sneak her a wink.
Flea-ouga sighed. What was it with youngsters these days? "Very well, Mr.Taishikai. You have one last chance to change the past. Now, honestly - please atonish us all with your delightful presentation on the subject of...of...of whatever you chose for your project," stated their teacher firmly.
Kouga just went on smiling, as if it was plastered onto his face. Plastered. But natural. Pure. Leaning back in his seat, Kouga gave a yawn and stretched his arms. "You know what they say, sir - the past can never be changed."
Giggles were heard among the girls while boys encouraged Kouga by sending him thumbs-up signs. By now, Kagome understood him and too gave him a thankful smile. Sango, meanwhile, just stared at her friend in disbelief.
Flea-ouga began to shake. Trembling, he pretended to calm down. "Sango? What about you? Please come up here, if you will."
Sango, having the identity of teachers' pet ever since first grade, sighed at having to betray her friends. Well...she didn't have to, but think of her report card! Her future! "Yes Mr.Myouga..." she muttered uneasily as she came about the front of the class.
"X Chromosones. By Sango Hitogaishi. The X chromosones are what differs females from the opposite sex of - "
The door burst open. A boy stood steadily in the doorway, and all eyes were glued to him. He grinned nervously. "Oops...uh, sorry ma'am. I was going to knock, but you see - "
" - males," finished Sango.
The boy tried again. "But you see, when I did - "
"The X chromosones is simply a scientific name that - "
"But see, when I did, it just bursted open and - "
" - scientists gave to the fact just like the words female and male. It has been clear that - "
"I'M SORRY!" cried the student, still standing in the doorway.
Irritaded, Sango slammed her report on Hiten's desk. "Excuse me, but do you mind? I'm trying to give a report over here!"
"Well then you should've at least let me know so I could - "
"ENOUGH!" screamed Flea-ouga. "ENOUGH, ENOUGH, ENOUGH! Now please, Hojo, tell us what it is that seems so important as you were standing in my doorway?"
"Your student, sir. Well, actually...your new student. No, wait... your new twelve grade student," Hojo said, sneaking Kagome a wink.
That just set Kouga off. "The hell with you, Hobo! Who the heck even cares about the damn new student? Now get your fucking butt out of my stupid classroom!"
"Kouga!" cried Flea-ouga. "I'm ashamed of you!"
"Well, what a surprise," Kouga muttered in reply.
"Four swear words," Myouga counted. "Please two foul words in disgrace of the student body. Half hour timing in detention for each swear word. Thirty minutes multiply by four equals two hours. Plus two multiply by forty minutes for foul words. That adds up to...three hours and twenty minutes of detention."
"Man, you think all that math will impress us? It sucks!"
"Four hours."
"Sheesh, what's your proble - "
Kagome gave a freakishly grin and casually covered up Kouga's mouth.
"Um, uh..." she started.
The bell rang.
Saved by the bell, Kagome grabbed Kouga and dragged him out into the hallway. "Bye Mr.Myouga!" she called over her shoulder.
Sango followed suit and bid their teacher a nice day. Though she knew it was just a couple of nice sounding words stringed together. How could anyone have a nice day with Kouga as their homeroom student?
"What's your problem?" Kouga shouted at Sango.
"Excuse me? My problem? I merely did anything!" yelled Sango in return. "Don't you mean Kagome?"
At this, Kouga softened a bit. Then, turning to Kagome, he put on a thankful grin. "Thanks, Kag, for getting me outta that one."
Once again, Sango stared in disbelief as Kagome answered, "You're welcome."
"Oh my lord!" she screamed. "What is it with you people? I can't stand it!"
And with that said, Sango stormed off down the hall.
Chapter 3 ::: Left Behind In Time . . . . . .
When one class is over and the next starts, there's a certain amount of time between. So you're supposed to use it for relaxing, not rushing about looking for your friend. Not bumping into total strangers. And definitely not freaked out by ignorant people.
But trying to erase a simple name from your mind can't be that hard...right?
