Someone Out There
Chapter Eight: Beyond Comprehension.

Miroku kissed Kagome hello as he walked into the class. One week ago he was the shy boy gaping at her behind his desk. Now he was her boyfriend. It was as if it was some miracle, believed Miroku. The boys in the classroom tried to hide their transparently-clear jealousy; added with a disgusted look that another beautiful girl was going to be played by The Miroku. The classroom chatter died down as the professor entered the room.

'What would you do if your best friend betrayed you?' was written across the blackboard. The professor turned around and faced the classroom. She was one of the younger teachers at the college. She had red hair that was tied back in a messy ponytail. Her thick-rimmed glasses made her look nerdy, but stylish all the same because she was wearing it. She was a strict teacher and had no room for bullshit. She was also very observant, which was why it'd made her such a great professor at the campus. "Alright, who would like to contribute?"

Everyone looked anywhere other than the teacher. Some had no opinion whatsoever, and some had ideas that weren't exactly sharable in an education-environment. After a minute of students staring at each other, the teacher volunteered…" Miroku, what would you do?" Not missing a beat, he flashed her a charming grin. She straightened her back, pushed her glasses up and crossed her arms, waiting. A professor such as her knew all his charms and had watched countless girls swooning after it. It made her want to throw up; not because of Miroku's actions but at the stupidity of the girls.

"I don't know," admitted Miroku. She raised an eyebrow, "So you're saying no one cheated…on you?" she asked wryly with a note of sarcasm. She was well aware of his flirtatious nature and well-being of not being able to commit for his life. "Well you said 'best friend' right?" said Miroku indifferently. The professor nodded. "Well that would never happen to me," he claimed. "My best friend is the most trustworthy person I know. She'd never betray me." She looked at him for a moment. This 'best friend' he talks of…is it that brown hair girl that always hang around him? She nodded, amused at his confidence.

Kagome stared at Miroku quietly, wondering who that 'she' her boyfriend was talking about. Could it be that girl at the club she met the other day? The one that spoke nothing to her but just stared? Kagome thought she was quite rude, I mean after all, a "Hi" would be nice right? How could such a shyster be best friends with Miroku, one of the most outgoing people she'd ever met? She bit her lip, admitting she was somewhat envious of their close bond. It seems like even her relationship couldn't come between Miroku and Sango. It seemed.

Miroku leaned back at his chair nonchalantly, proud of his answer. It was true though, Sango was his irreplaceable friend. Even if he'd found the perfect girlfriend, she'd always be his little frister and that meant a lot to him. Miroku jiggled his legs (it was an old habit he did when thinking) and decided where to go after class. He had little homework and was looking forward to go eat some ice cream with Sango. He can bring Kagome with him and they can all bond. Sango didn't warm up to Kagome yet. Funny he thought about it. Sango seemed weird on the phone call he made a few days ago announcing his new girlfriend.

She was happy to an extent but she wasn't exactly jumping for joy either. She was…passive about the whole thing. That was not like Sango. She either approved or disapproved of his girlfriends, never in between; and he usually knew what she thought too. But this time he couldn't figure out if Sango liked Kagome or not. She didn't speak badly about her, nor did she nod and told him what was good about her either.

Miroku decided that it didn't matter for now. She'll get to know Kagome and it'll work out. It'd tear his heart apart if the two didn't like each other. One was his newly found love, and the other was the friendship he had for life. He can't just go and pick between them. True, Sango should come first, and he knew that, but this was his one shot at commitment. Something he'd never done in his life. You'd think a great chef like himself would be committed to maybe staying at one thing for a long time right? How he learned to cook so well was beyond comprehension.

One of the reasons why he wasn't into commitment would be the lack of patience he had for things. Like the time he was at the carnival with Sango two summers back. Sango wanted to ride the roller coasters but Miroku insisted on playing the games. He stayed no longer than 3 minutes at each game, wanting to try something new every moment.

Sango won a goldfish at a carnival game and he wanted to keep it. He insisted it'd be left in good hands. It'd be fun to take care of Nemo right? Uh, no. The poor fish died within a week because he was too busy to spare a moment in his life to take care of it. He had a good heart, just not the most reliable kind you'd want in a committed relationship. Reliability was a minor factor in his whole issue of non-commitment. It was complicated, even he didn't really understand why.

The fact that he's trying was a good thing. Miroku knew it'd take time and he'd screw up a lot but she had his back and he had hers, that's all that was needed. He was going to try and make him and Kagome work, even if he has to change a little. Adjustment is good, right?

Short and sweet, just like you my honey buns. (does sweet talk convince you to press that blue button that says "go?" and write me a review :D?)