A/N: For once I actually have everything basically planned out in this fic. Isn't it so amazing? It's 16 chapters long. And I don't think it will have a sequel or epilogue. I don't think.
Basically, I've gone from "Get Over It" 's Inu/Kag to now doing Mir/San. But, this is more Romance/Drama than "Get Over It" with it's Romance/Humor. Ya, you know I can't keep a little humor out of stories.
And, I must give big major thankies to Luna Imper. This story would not be without her. And, she wrote all the poems that are at the first parts of the chapters. And every other one in here. She's got a site with all of her poems on it, though the URL's escaped me now. Anyway, you can email her at imper_regen@hotmail.com She doesn't bite. Don't worry.
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha, any musical works mentioned in here, or the poems that Luna Imper has written. Umm, to contact Luna Imper, her email is above, most of the people who hold copyright over these musical works are dead, and I still do not know Rumiko Takahashi's contacting info! Stop asking for it!
New Day
" I've fallen into this
I need a bit of a hand
So I can get up
And move with the crowd
As you reach out a hand
I see you smile
And I melt
I feel alive
Like I was here for a reason
How do I say thanks
For showing me everything
Life means?"
An Auditorium's Duet
Prelude
"Emiko-chan!"
"Hojou-kun!"
"Ohayo, minna-san!"
Nakajira Miroku tried to move through the crowd to the office. It was his first day at this new school in Osaka. He had just moved from Sapporo last week and he hadn't had time to send in all of his paperwork to get registered.
Unfortunately, the world seemed to not want him to get to class on time for his first day.
After being pushed 10 feet from the office to 7 feet after the office and every where in between but the office, he gave up. Miroku let the crowd take him where they went. The crowd began to disappear and Miroku thought he would have a good chance of making it when he was stopped.
"What are you doing!? The bell just rang 23 seconds ago and you're not in homeroom! Son, do you think you will ever make it at this school? Huh? Huh?" The sensei grabbed his collar and lifted him off the ground, shaking him around a little bit.
"I'm new and I'm trying to get registered? Will you please put me down and then I will get to homeroom after that?" Miroku tried to wiggle out the sensei's grasp, but to no avail.
"Lamest excuse in the book! Your first day eh? I've heard that one a million times before! Trying to think your original eh? Ya, I haven't been teaching for-"
"Excuse me Abe-sensei, but may I see our new student's information please?" The secretary stuck her head out of the office door as she cut off the sensei.
"New student?" He looked dumbly around the hall.
"Hai, the one you're holding." She kept on smiling at him.
"The student I'm holding? I'm holding a student? Oh! The unoriginal boy! He's not a new student. He's just trying to play with your mind just as he did mine. Don't worry Ishinomori-san! I will protect you against all students that try to confuse your mind with-"
"Nakajira Miroku. How nice to meet you. I'm Ishinomori Yukiko. Alright, you're in room 217B. Kagakawa-sensei." The secretary had already gotten Miroku's paperwork as Abe had been rambling on.
"Ishinomori-san! You have let this delinquent brain wash your mind! No, no. You shall pay for what you have done to Ishinomori-san! You hear me Nakajira?"
"I can hear you fine Abe-sensei. You are still holding me off the ground remember? And I can certainty smell what you said too. Not the best breath in the world. Could you please turn away when you talk? It would help a lot." Miroku looked Abe in the face as Ishinomori looked at the two and laughed at them.
"Nakajira, I think you should go to class. You're late enough as it is. Come in here to get a pass." Ishinomori turned back to the office as Abe let Miroku down.
"Now Nakajira, if I dare catch you out of line again, you can bet your life I will have you expelled and every school in Japan will know!" Abe pushed Miroku into the wall and walked off to his room.
"Abe. When will that man ever learn? Here's your hall pass, Nakajira. The elevator is at the end of the hall. Take it to the second floor. 217 is the second door to your right as you walk down the hall. Room B is to the right of the split." Ishinomori walked back to the office. "Now, hurry up! It does have the time on there after all!"
"Arigatou, Ishinomori-san." Nakajira ran off to the end of the hall.
"Ahh, another new student terrorized by Abe. Same old, same old." Ishinomori sighed and walked into the office.
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"219A. 219B. 217A. And this should be, 217B." Miroku opened the door to the room. A woman in her mid 30's looked at him. "Oh, you must be, Nakajira Miroku?"
"Hai. I was stopped on my way up here. Ah, by Abe-sensei. Ishinomori-san took up my registration and gave me a pass." Miroku looked at the sensei. It seemed at first she was about to give detention, until she heard Abe-sensei.
"Oh, that explains everything. Come on in here. No need to stand in the door all day. You do have the option of sitting down. Class, this is our new student from Sapporo. Nakajira Miroku." She shoved him forward. "And now, let's see, there's just one empty desk. Over there next to Murakami."
Miroku walked to the back of the room, next to the boy she was pointing too. The boy 'Murakami' had long black hair and piercing violet eyes. He took the empty seat next to him.
"So, Miroku, what in the hell are you doing in Osaka?" Murakami asked.
"My dad had to move. Job." Miroku explained as Kagakawa-sensei kept on going over the instructions and people's schedules.
"Cool. Miss your girlfriend?" Murakami asked.
"Nah. She wasn't anything special. I won't miss her. She acted like a real bitch anyway. My mom and dad really supported it when I had to go to a dinner party with her and they made me ask her." Miroku sighed. "She was pretty looking though. Nice butt."
"Hentai." Murakami sighed. "Oh ya. I'm Murakami Inuyasha."
"Naka-" Miroku started but Inuyasha put his hand up.
"I know, I know. Nakajira Miroku." Inuyasha rolled his eyes and turned back to see what Kagakawa-sensei was doing.
"Oh ya. Kagakawa-sensei had to introduce me to the whole class. I hate that." Miroku shook his head and looked at Kagakawa.
"Why?" Inuyasha turned his head back slowly.
"I move way too much. The longest I've stayed in one town was 3 years. I was only in Sapporo for 2 years. Who knows how long I'll be in Osaka? I guess I'm just tired of being constantly introduced. I'm not 'that guy who I went to Grade 3 with.' I'm the new guy every year. Even if I was there last year. I'm still the new guy." Miroku explained and sighed. His eyes glazed over as the light hit them.
"I can't relate very well. I've lived here all my life. I've just always been here." Inuyasha said.
"I wish I was." Miroku looked out the window next to him. "I wish I was."
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"Schedule for: Nakajira Miroku. Alright! Let's see. 8:15 to 8:30 Supervision, 8:30 to 10:00 Physics, man I was hoping to get out of that class. 10:00 to 11:30, Calculus, 11:30 to 1:00, Language, 1:00 to 1:30, Lunch, finally. 1:30 to 3:00 World History. Man that sucks. 3:00 to 3:30 is PE. And finally I make it out of here! Finally being the key word." Miroku walked down the halls as he read his schedule to himself.
"So, it's 8:00. I still have 15 minutes till I technically have to be in Supervision. So, I guess I should make sure I know where all of my classes are." It was Miroku's second day after all. He didn't have the school memorized yet. He had gotten his schedule the day before and most of the day was spent in supervision and the gym. He didn't mind. Less work to do.
"So, Supervision is in 217B. Let's see, Physics is in 113A, Calculus is 110B, Language is 314B, and World History is 201A. They said the lunchroom was the basement. Well, let's see, it's going to be tight trying to go from Calculus to Language. Especially trying to get to my locker. It's on the second floor. Right next to World History though. So, I can just drop off my books and grab my stuff and leave at 3. That's good. I don't have to go traipsing off to the other side of hell and back. And supervision isn't that far away either. That's a REAL good thing." Miroku walked up and down the halls looking and memorizing.
Then the bell rang.
"Dammit. Stupid class." Miroku grabbed his bag and ran up to the elevator and found Inuyasha and talked.
"So, what's your schedule?" Miroku asked trying to look at the piece of paper Inuyasha held in his hand, but couldn't move enough because of all the people being crammed in the elevator.
"Supervision, Language, Trigonometry, Chemistry, World History, PE." Inuyasha replied, trying to look at Miroku's.
"Cool. I have Supervision, World History and PE with you. When's your lunch period?" Miroku asked. At least he had one friend here.
"Right before World History and after Chemistry." Inuyasha said as they walked out to the second floor.
"Oh, so we have lunch together too." Miroku said.
"What's your schedule?" Inuyasha asked.
"Supervision, Physics, Calculus, Language, World History, PE." Miroku answered.
"Good. At least I know I'll have one friend in a few classes and lunch." Miroku and Inuyasha walked in the door for supervision.
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"I'm Kawasaki-sensei. I will be teaching you the fundamentals of..."
"Blah blah blah. That's all I've heard today. My name is blah and I will teach you blah blah and blah which is really stuff you will never use again in your life!" Miroku thought to himself.
Miroku had found out he was in a pretty good supervision for having Kagakawa. He could have done better at getting a Physics teacher with Yamamoto, but he was still an ok Physics class. It seemed that Kawasaki was a good Calculus class from what he had heard, but he had just gotten in, so he wasn't sure yet.
"You get textbooks tomorrow, Wednesday. We will start immediately. I usually do not assign a ton of homework-"
"Thank you Kami-sama." Miroku muttered to himself.
"but if I do, it will probably be a project. You will have mid-terms and a final of course. And a mid term project and a final project-"
Miroku had heard this all before. That's all it seemed he was doing today. Hearing repeats of everything in different classrooms. It was getting really boring. He couldn't wait till lunch.
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"-Ya, you were lucky to get Kawasaki for Calculus. I had that shit head Nakamichi. I hated her. She didn't even teach. She just handed us problems and expected them to be done. I barely made it out alive. But, I still have to take Physics next year. Who did you get?" Inuyasha rambled on about Miroku's teachers. If they were good, bad, ok, new, old, and everything in between.
"Yamamoto" Miroku answered, handing money to the woman sitting on the stool.
"Oooo, he's ok, but he is a real stickler for punctuality I hear. He gives detention for being 1 or 2 minutes late, I hear." Inuyasha handed her his money and grabbed a near by table.
"Ya, he told us he would not accept tardiness. That really sucks too. It seems like everybody uses the elevator I go in and nobody else is in the other one." Miroku started on his sandwich.
"You're becoming a really popular guy, eh?" Inuyasha said sarcastically.
"Ya, sure." Miroku said sarcastically back.
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Miroku walked up the stairs of the lunchroom. He still had 20 minutes left of his lunch period, and Inuyasha had to go to organize his locker. Miroku had done that that morning.
He walked up the stairs, about to go grab his books, when he put his hands in his pockets and couldn't find his wallet.
"I could've sworn I still had it. I guess I should go check the lunchroom." Miroku walked back to the door to the lunchroom, or so he thought.
He opened a door and saw pitch black darkness. Fumbling for a light switch, he found a flight of stairs going down. Walking down them, he found many pairs of double doors. Opening a set, he walked into a huge empty room. Up on the dimly lit stage, he saw a grand piano and a girl playing on it. The music was beautiful and just watching her, anything she did seemed beautiful. She seemed extremely into the music and moved with it when suddenly she stopped.
Miroku broke out of his daze at her stopping and wondered why she did stop for a moment and then he realized the door had closed abruptly.
"Who's there?" The girl walked off the piano bench and started her descent down the stage stairs on the side.
A/N: Well, these chapters will be longer than most of my other fics. Amazing, I know. That was over 2,000 words! Ha ha, go me!
~~~Y.L.S.
yes, yes, yes indeed, M.S. and A.R.A. did not write!