Tears in the Silence: Chapter 3

(Sango)

Sango was surprised when her father had suggested the move, but not overly concerned about it. She and her brother had always been home-schooled, and Sango assumed it would stay that way. She was shocked to find that she had to attend public high school with her brother, and was not looking forward to it. She had never been quite comfortable in large groups of people, and kept to herself. She was pretty, with long brown hair, and dark eyes, but she was by no means beautiful. Or so she thought. She was always berating herself on how muscular she looked compared to all the girls in her magazines, and felt so out of place before she walked in to her first day of High School. Her first day of reality.

Men and women of every size and shape walked down the hallway, and Sango blushed as men looked her body up and down, raking her over as if she was a choice cut of meat. Feeling completely self-conscious, she was happy to find the office right away.

It took a while for her classes to be sorted out, but she was finally happy with them, and did pretty well. It wasn't until later that she found out that she was horribly behind, and needed as much help as she could get. It was with this miserable bit of information that she knelt down in the front of her Martial Arts class.

It wasn't long before she was joined by a group of brutes, muscular, rowdy young men that frightened Sango as much as young women frightened Sesshomaru. Sango had never thought that she would be out of place in a fighting class, but she seemed to be the only girl.

Just before the bell rang, another girl ran in, her hair in a hasty ponytail, her robes in disarray. Sango was surprised to see one as her in a class such as it was, but Sango felt that she might do well. With the right persuasion.

Sango introduced herself to the young woman who turned out to be a Kagome Higurashi, in the same year that she was. The two of them were joined by a third, a Kouga Lupin, who started to talk to Kagome as a close friend would. Sango started to relax, seeing that the young man was obviously in love with Kagome, and would not do her harm. It wasn't until she felt a hand on her shoulder that she knew another had joined her.

"Excuse me?" Sango said, whirling aroung to meet deep purple eyes. The young man gave a strange little bow from his kneeling position, and took Sango's hand in his.

"You miss, are a beauty. What, pray tell, is your name, so that I can whisper it in my dreams..." Sango was speechless, and was about to tell him as she felt his hand on her back slide from her back to her bottom. Distressed, she smacked him in the face, a light tap, but it still burned bright red on his face.

"Do not touch me that way!" Sango said to the boy, and turned away from him, unknowingly giving him a better view of her bottom. Inuyasha dragged him off, but he protested quite loudly while he was being dragged away. Sango couldn't help but blush.

"What. Was. That." Sango asked haltingly.

'Oh, I love it. 'What was that!'" Kagome giggle.

"'That' was Miroku. Pay him no attention, he does that to every girl he meets. You're lucky. He usually springs the 'will you sleep with me now' question as soon as he gets your name." Kagome said, still giggling.

"What?" Sango yelled a little too loudly.

"Quietly, Sango, quietly. You must set an example," Her father said quietly, walking out from the back of the studio. Sango quieted instantly, smiling as she watched her father outline the disciplines that they were to learn.

Her father was teaching a discipline slightly different than the one that her had taught Sango and her brother, but it was similar enough that Sango could go through the motions in her sleep.

They had to pair up, and go through a simple routine, and Sango was paired with Kagome. As Sango already knew the rote as well as her father did, it suited her just fine to teach Kagome.

Kagome was a horrible klutz, and managed to miss her target every time. What was worse was that her punches had power behind them, and even with Sango blocking, they still left a few bruises. Kagome had just fallen on her back for the third time, when Sango noticed the boys clustered together, watching as poor Kagome staggered to her feet.

"You two don't belong here," One of the boys jeered, and the rest whistled and hooted in reply.

Sango's father, the Sensei, had left for a short break, and Sango had been left in charge.

"Excuse me?" Sango said, not believing what she was hearing.

"You heard what we said. Get out. Leve the fighting to the men." Inuyasha was the one who said this, his back turned towards Sango.

He can't even look me in the face.

Sango glowered, and helped Kagome to her feet.

"You don't believe I belong in the dojo? Fine. Name your champion. If I lose, I shall leave."

The boys grinned, and talked among themselves. Although Inuyasha was by far the strongest, they didn't want him to massacre the poor girl. So they picked the second best choice. Miroku.

"Ah, my lady. I shall be gentle, so that I do not mar the radiance of your-" Sango held up a hand, and Miroku fell in to an uneasy silence.

"I have not said what will happen if I win."

Inuyasha grinned, and the rest of the boys laughed. They didn't believe that Sango had a chance of beating Miroku.

"Fine. IF you win, which I find to be nearly impossible, what shall we do?" It was Kouga who said that, a sneer on his face. Although he seemed to be generally a nice guy, he seemed to stick closely to the men.

"Inuyasha and Miroku get to be our slaves for the week."

"Why me?" Inuyasha yelled, looking up in surprise to hear his name called.

Sango grinned and didn't reply.

"I mus make my own exception to this rule," Miroku said, bowing to Sango. "If you wish Inuyasha to be in the deal, Kagome must also battle."

Sango nodded as Kagome protested.

"Fine. Are we agreed?"

End Sango