Dear friends who still read this story,

I had a major writers block since my sophomore year in high school and now I'm a senior. Wow… time flies. Now I'm hoping that writing this story still has a meaning. I will promise that I will finish this story with in the next few months.

I hope you enjoy the story.

For all of you who just started reading this, I hope you realize that I wrote the story first when I was 15 and that now I'm 17. I hope you can see the obvious difference in the writing style.

Enjoy.

I love you all, thanks for the support.

I don't own Inuyasha or the Japanese TV series 'Yamato Nadeshiko' this story is based on.

Gold-Fish

Chapter Eight-

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Sango looked out the small truck window onto the empty pedestrian; it was raining rather heavily, bringing the mood of the whole atmosphere down. Not that it wasn't already intense and awful, but the whole fishy smell of the car was making her head spin.

'How can he do this to me? Lie, then lie some more, then kiss me, then go inside my house while its burning, and bringing out just 2 dresses and like 1 bag? What on earth was wrong with him?'

She unconsciously began tapping her finger on her leg. She wanted to laugh, cry, and scream all at the same time. Maybe she was aging. Maybe she was going to die. Maybe she just needed some rich guy to comfort her with a new Dior hand bag.

She couldn't help but grin at the thought.

Miroku on the other hand, didn't really care anymore. All he wanted to do was take Sango to Kagomes' house and just barf his guts out. What was wrong with her? She had absolutely no respect for his actions. He had thrown himself into a burning house for God's sake.

Attitude problem. Yes, she definitely had an attitude problem.

"Miroku,"

"Y-yes Sango?" said Miroku taken by surprise.

"Um… I think you just passed Kagomes' house?"

"Oh… OH!… shit…"

He pulled the car in front of Kagome's house. From the outside, it looked like a dirty shrine, but Kagome had done a good job of decorating the inside.

"This is it Sango, aren't you getting off," Miroku turned the car engine off.

"Miroku, I am very disappointed in you. Awfully, terribly upset. I have lost all sense of respect for you. You know what, let me remind you of one thing. Women like me will never ever date a guy who runs away from his past because his girlfriend dumped him" Said Sango all in one breathe. She knew she wasn't making any sense, but she didn't care anymore.

"Are you done," said Miroku rubbing his head. "Because if you are, please get the hell out of my car. I'm sorry but your presence right now makes me sick." He was mad, Sango could tell. Why was he mad? Shouldn't she be the one dismissing him?

"I'm out sir, I hope to never see or hear from you again" banging the car door behind her, she stormed out of the car almost breaking the door on her way out.

Sango ran up the shrine stairs under the rain, looking back only to see that Mirokus' car had already droved off.

She hated him.

Sango had hit his weakest spot.

Sango looked so much like her… so much like Mina. The only difference between them was that Mina was demure, while Sango was a wild, aggressive, and selfish.

He hated her.

"Good morning sleeping beauty," said Kagome pulling the curtains open. Sango pulled the sheets on her face. Rolling her eyes, Kagome yanks the over off her.

"Come on sweetie, wake up and face reality… poetic enough for you?"

A bit sarcastic don't you think?

Sure.

"Don't be such a bitch Kagome, I told you what happened last night!" said Sango jumping out of bed brushing her hair with her hand furiously.

"No… not really, all you talked about was how your house was on fire and how stupid Miroku was." Sango narrowed her eyes at Kagome.

"I don't want to talk about that liar anymore." Sango crossed her arms over her chest. "I'm going to start fresh Kagome. I'm going to get married to a rich guy, buy new shoes and dresses, and kick that fish smelling guy down and step over him," Said Sango in one breath, turning red with anger.

"Alright… I think I'm gonna go now ok?"

Kagome ran out of the bedroom. Shutting the door behind her she dove for her cell phone.

"Hello, Mr. Takeda? Hi, um… you know the party you invited me to? Could I bring a friend along?"

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