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Erase My Name

Chapter 3 ::: Left Behind in Time

"Ow!" the black haired woman complained. "Hey, watch where you're going!"

"Excuse me? You bumped into us, remember? Or, as I should probably expect, lost your memories?" the boy sneered. "If you have any, I mean."

Sango looked up. She'd ran into a couple of pretty cute guys. Well, the one she ran into had dark eyes and short black hair tied in a tiny ponytail, so that's some style. But the other one, the one beside the one she ran into, had long black hair that led up to his behind and golden eyes. Actually, this one was cuter but his whole ganged up attitude just flushes it down the sink.

"Look, you -" Sango lifted her index finger and pointed it right into his face. "I didn't run into you - just this nice gentleman here who's obviously got a better attitude and so if you do mind, please shut the hell up so I can apologize to this young man over here!"

"Watch yourself, bitch! Don't you dare talk to me like that - ow!" he paused to rub his arm. "Miroku, what the hell are you doing? Stop pinching me like that, you're not exactly weak, you know!"

Miroku chuckled nervously. "Sorry, Inu-Yasha. But you really should be more respectful to ladies..."

"You see, Inu-Yasha?" Allowing herself a smirk, Sango started checking his friend out. Miroku, was it? Nice name. Kinda. "I can't understand why some one so kind and caring and gentlemen material like your friend over here - if he is your friend, I mean - are friends with such selfish, immortal, ignorant bastard like you!"

"Bastard, am I? Well, then you must be a bitch! A bitch who can't even figure black from white -"

"Why, I'm delighted!" Miroku cried. "See, maybe we could meet sometime...how about Friday night, huh? It's always lucky for new couples - especially when the female has such atonishing looks and appears to be a supermodel."

Sango once again aimed her eyes at this also atonishing young man. Her eyes became sparkly. She giggled. "Oh, you..."

"No, really - I'm serious. If only you will accept me...then this life, though with all its challenges will be worth it," Miroku sighed dramatically.

"Miroku..."

"Sango..."

"Idiots..."

"Inu-Yasha!" Sango yelled. "Stop ruining the moment!"

"Yeah, what she said," Miroku agreed.

"Well, I couldn't help it. I mean, this place is public, man! Get a room!" complained Inu-Yasha.

Ignoring his friend, Miroku went on and went down on his knees. "Sango, will you go out with me?"

"Miroku! Of course I -" Sango was rudely interrupted by Inu-Yasha. Which she thought was extremely irritating.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," Inu-Yasha cut in casually.

Sango just frowned and went on talking. "I'd love go out with you, Miroku."

Inu-Yasha smirked. "Hey, Sango - do you keep your words?"

"Yes, what about it?"

Inu-Yasha didn't reply. He just leaned back on the wall behind him and enjoyed the show. "Now this is what I call free satelite," he mumbled.

"My dear Sango!" Miroku grabbed hold of her hands. "Is this what you truly want? Promise you won't regret?"

"Yes, Miroku, this is what I truly desire," Sango answered. Then she felt something. There was a hand...on her...

Slap!

"On second thought, forget it!" she cried. "You pervert!"

The standerby sneered. "I hate to say I told you so, but...who am I kidding? I love to be right. So there. I told you so."

"Shut up!" Sango was just about to give Inu-Yasha a cheek version of her handprint too when he dodged and continued.

"He was kind, and caring, and - and - gentlemen material!" Inu-Yasha immitated. "You still keep your words, eh?"

"Shut the hell up -"

"Why? Who's going to make me? Hopefully not a bitch like you, I -"

"Sango, where have you been!" Kagome cried, suddenly running up to her friend. "We've been looking all over for you!"

Upon seeing Inu-Yasha's surprised reaction, Sango smirked. "Kagome, that's who. Unless, of course you consider her a bitch too."

Inu-Yasha didn't move a muscle.

That's when Kagome noticed the others. "Oh, hi. I'm -"

"Kagome," Inu-Yasha finished for her.

Confused, Kagome gave Inu-Yasha a surprised look. "Have...have we met before?"

Inu-Yasha appear even more shocked than Kagome. "I'm Inu-Yasha, Kagome. Don't you remember me?"

"You know each other?" Sango blurted. "Oh jeez, how the hell did ignorant bastards such welcomed friends these days?"

"Shut up." Inu-Yasha turned his attention back to Kagome. "What happened to you, Kagome? Do you still hate me? Look, if you do, I don't blame you. I'm sorry, okay?"

Kagome started to freak out. "I'm sorry," she said quickly. "I just thought I've seen you somewhere before, that's all." She took a step away from him and stood behind Sango. "Sorry."

"Now look what you did, dog-boy!" Sango yelled in Inu-Yasha's face. "Shut up before you make her cry!"

"I didn't mean it! It's not what you think -"

The bell rang.

"Let's go, Kagome," Sango said sternly, taking hold of Kagome by the hand.

Watching the girls head down the hallway, Miroku turned to Inu-Yasha. "Not going to tell her, eh?"

"Forget it," Inu-Yasha muttered. "C'mon, let's go. She's better off that way."

Heading down the hall in the other direction, Inu-Yasha didn't notice when Kagome looked back stared at him for a moment.

"Bye," she said softly.

Sango just dragged her down the hall faster.

"Shut up, Kagome. Let the bastard be."

Chapter 4 ::: A Game of Jealousy . . . . . .

It's enough that Sango hates Inu-Yasha already, but with Kouga in on the act? How will Kagome ever get a chance to get to the bottom of this without being cut off by her best friends?

But erasing a simple name from your mind can't be that hard...right?