Gorenk Grunge Chapter 2: Detention, an inuyasha fanfic

Chapter 2 "Detention"

Kagome hesitantly stepped into health class. She was late, again, and her teacher was not in the mood to deal with her.

"Miss Kagome, what do you have to say for yourself now? Three days lunch detention, starting now," her teacher told her strictly. She didn't speak. She snatched the detention slip from his hand and sat in her seat. He resumed speaking to the class about a project. She basically ignored the entire class until the girl in front of her passed a note back. It was badly folded and had "To Kagome, From Hojo" on the front. Great. This was all she needed. As if she wasn't confused enough already. It read:

"Hi Kagome! It's too bad we couldn't hang out yesterday, but your grandpa explained your condition and I completely understand. You're not contagious, are you? Oh well, um, maybe when you're done with lunch detention and all you can hang out during then. Signed, Hojo."

Never before was she so happy to have detention, that is, until she realized she was eating with Inuyasha, Sango, and Miroku. She silently cursed to herself and began to bang her head on the table. Now what was she supposed to do? She wouldn't see any of them to tell them until it was too late! Greeeeeeeeeaaaaaat!

Kagome's teacher stared at her. What a weird kid.

- Buyo! -

Sango was sitting in a corner of the counselor's office. She was burning up like crazy. She was wearing a long skirt and long sleeves to cover her entire body. Kikyo sat opposite her, wearing a short dress that was not scanty, but too short for Sango's taste. Kikyo repeated the word their counselor had told her to say.

"Sango, I am sorry for wrongfully accusing you and threatening your health, will you forgive me?" she said dully. Sango was tempted to say no, but did not want to spend another minute in that room.

"Forgiven," she muttered halfheartedly. The counselor nodded.

"Very good, you two. Now Miss Kikyo, I have some personal matters to discuss with you, and Miss Sango, I want to thank you again for helping some of our more, let's say, 'disabled' students."

"Sir, those students are certainly able enough for fend for themselves. I don't know why they have to hide it, but I am glad to help. So, have you found out who dispatched all those rumors about Kikyo, because I would be much obliged it you were to clear my name."

"Yes, actually, that's exactly the matter I wished to converse with Miss Sanatu myself, but I would like you to know your name has been cleared. Thank you for coming, and please, stay out of trouble! You may leave now." Sango left the room a bit more cheerful. Kikyo wouldn't hate her as much now. She didn't need any more enemies, so the removing of Kikyo's hate was a large burden off her back for trouble, she had already gotten several lunch detentions for beating up an upperclassmen. He deserved it, for the remarks about her family. He made her blood boil just thinking about him. It was his fault everything caved in around her and she just wanted him to die. She got twenty lunch detentions just this year- twenty! She had never received any before then! She hadn't told Inuyasha of course- she wanted to have Kagome and him alone. Miroku, of course, would probably have detention too, seeing as his first period is gym. He could get in a lot of trouble with the girlies in a short amount of time, so no doubt he would be in detention too. Her plan was working like a charm! Now she was off to English class.

- Buyo! -

Earlier

I will not touch the schoolgirls.

I will not tou

Miroku was sick of writing on the chalkboard. What an elementary school punishment. It really wasn't fair- the one time he didn't do anything! When he was doing something bad he wouldn't get caught. Today, a couple of jerks called the Thunder Brothers had pushed him in the girl's locker room, not that he minded or anything. The only problem is that they minded, quite much in fact. How could the gym teacher not believe him? He was a perfect gentleman! A great student! A model student!

Model.

Girls.

Sango.

He was drooling at the thought. He let his imagination wander a bit too much before violently snapping back to reality.

The bell was ringing, so that meant second period was finally over. He scrawled the words "IOU 991 ½ more lines- forever yours, Miroku Kananza." His work here was done, and next period was English with Sango, so he didn't plan on being late.

- Buyo! -

When Sango arrived to her English class, everyone was already working on an essay about the hidden innuendo of homosexuality in The Picture of Dorian Gray. Miroku was erasing spastically and muttering to himself, like always. She handed her pass to her teacher and sat next to him. He smiled and waved to her silently, so as to not get in trouble. He handed her his copy of Dorian Gray so that she wouldn't have to dig through her backpack. Sango liked him this way, when he was sweet, gentleman-like, and, most of all, when he had his big, perverted mouth shut. She nodded a thank you and quickly pulled a notebook and pen out of her overly stuffed backpack. She began to scar words onto her paper when a paper football landed on her desk. At first she wanted to toss it into the trash, but a warning cough from Miroku told her to do differently. She opened the football and read the note inside. It read:

Have I ever told you that I love you?

She wrote back:

Yes. What do you want?

And passed it back. Soon the note was going back and forth, getting longer and longer.

Miroku: Have I ever told you that I love you?

Sango: Yes. What do you want?

Miroku: You know how you said the potion should last me a month? I didn't.

Sango: Moron. Do you have the prayer beads?

Miroku: Yeah, but now my hand is virtually useless!

Sango: You mean, you can't grope girlies?

Miroku: It's like HELL.

Sango: Get over it. I can't get you any more until tomorrow maybe. I'm not sure if I can even have it by then….

Miroku: Please, please, puh-leeeeze!

Sango: Fine, but you can't grope any more school girls.

Miroku: Do you count?

Sango: Touch me and die Perv.

Miroku: Rawr.

Sango: Do you have lunch detention today?

Miroku: Yah, you?

Sango: Yah. Wanna hang?

Miroku: Sure. It's a date.

Sango: Never say that again.

Miroku: Rawr.

Sango: Growl.

Miroku: A little catty there? Speaking of irritable animals, how's Inuyasha? He was late wasn't he?

Sango: Yah, the dumb dog. He decided to stop and talk to this Kagome girl. I think he's still torn about Kikyo.

Miroku: Well she is hott. Is Kagome?

Sango: No more speakee for you.

Miroku: Yessum.

Sango: I really think Inuyasha's gonna like this Kagome girl. She's pretty smart, seems nice, she's the kind of girl who always wears clean socks and underwear.

Miroku: What kind of underwear?

Sango: Excuse me?

Miroku: I meant socks. What kind of socks?

Sango: Toe socks, cotton-polyester blend, with skull and cross bones or cutlasses.

Miroku: So, you're saying she's hott?

Sango: Cut it out!

Miroku: You know I'm just kidding! I've only got eyes for you.

Sango: You keep staring at me you won't have any eyes!

Miroku: Back to the subject. You think Kagome and Inuyasha are gonna get together?

Sango: Inu can be a little closed up, you know? They're gonna need our help. I set up a lunch date for them.

Miroku: Lunch is in one period… let's see how it goes.

The note ended there. Since the bell was about to ring, they packed their things and got ready to leap out of their seats to the door.

- Buyo! -

Inuyasha sat impatiently in math class. It's not like he was too anxious for lunch or anything, he just hated math. It was only second period though. He needed to wait until after English.

He liked the wench. Really. She was no Kikyo though. Kikyo knew him. Kikyo accepted him. Well, she used to at least. He had heard what she said. Now she thought that they were freaks. All of them. To her, they were nothing but mutants, nothing but repulsive freaks of nature, lower than dirt. Damn! Why did he still love her? He didn't want to. He didn't want her. He wanted the way she used to be. He wanted the old her, but the old Kikyo, the one he truly loved, wasn't coming back. Ever.

- Buyo! -

Kagome was so glad health was over. She was hoping to see Inuyasha in the halls on her way to Art. She practically ran out of her class after the bell rang. She wandered the halls, searching like a hawk, until she knew she wasn't going to see him. She was walking sulkily to Art when she spotted Miroku headed to History.

"Hey! Hey…hey… Mitoruk… Mikoku….Mitty…. Jorge… Inuyasha's friend!" she yelled at him. He turned around.

'This must be Kagome…' he thought, 'She's not that bad… not as good as Sango though…"

"Yah, I'm Miroku. Who, might I ask, do I have the pleasure of speaking to?" Kagome blushed as he bowed. This dude was freaking her out…

"I'm Kagome. Um, I was gonna eat lunch with you guys today, right?"

"I do believe that was the plan. Why do you ask?"

"Well, I might not be able too… I have lunch detention. Do you think you can tell Inuyasha for me?"

" Gulp I'll try…" Miroku answered, walking to class. 'I hope,' he added in his head, 'because if I can't he'll be eating lunch alone, and for the sake of my health, I'm guessing that can't be good...'

The bell rang. Kagome and Miroku were both late to class.

- Buyo! -

'English is the most BORING class on earth. I wish it were lunch, I am so hungry,' Inuyasha was thinking. He was sitting in a secluded corner of his class being as anti-social as ever. His fellow classmates were pissing him off. The teacher was stuttering in front of the class, mumbling about some sort of project, but could not for the life of her get the class to be quiet. In his opinions, his classmates needed to get lives, and his teacher needed to get a backbone. After a few minutes of complaining to himself a wad of paper hit Inuyasha in the back of the head. He growled to himself and opened the paper. Scrawled into the front was "I know who (and what) you are." He knew from whom it came. Since the teacher was busy committing financial suicide by quitting her job, Inuyasha took his chance to respond. He turned around growling.

"Get bit, flea-bag," he muttered to the boy behind him. Kouga smirked.

"You wanna dance, puppy? I gotta warn you, you're playing with the big dogs now, whelp." He motioned to the grinning boys sitting next to him.

"You mean Dumb and Dumber beside you?" Inuyasha asked casually. The three boys growled at him.

"You think you're so high and mighty don't you? Well, pup, just because your whore didn't want you doesn't mean you can hoard in unto my territory."

"Your territory? What do you mean by that, bonehead?"

"Kagome is my woman."

"HA! She's not yours and I don't want her."

"Yeah right, I saw you today making your little doggie face, puppy love! Well back off Romeo, the wench is mine!"

"You know, normally I would insult your intelligence here, but it basically insults itself."

"You talk big, whelp, but I bet your bark is worse than your bite."

"Those are fighting words Kouga. You sure you wanna get yourself into this?"

"Never been surer."

"That's not saying too much…"

- Buyo! -

Miroku was so determined to find Inuyasha that he was late to history. He shamefully walked into class tardy and bowed to Ms. Kaede.

"I'm so sorry to be late, Teacher, but as you can see I have a mild handicap…" he said holding the beads up for her to see. She nodded for him to sit down.

"But that's the last time I let you use that excuse…" he added as an after thought.

"Yes ma'am," he answered respectfully. He was surprised Ms. Kaede had let him get away with another tardy, but he had a hutch he was one of her favorite students. Compared to these incompetent morons, he was like a god. Almost.

- Buyo! -

Kagome had a new inspiration. She sketched rapidly on her paper. Wild hair, vivid eyes, she drew both man and beast. She started with a dog, large, with long white fur and sharp fangs. Next to the beast she drew a boy. A boy she had often seen in her dreams, with long black hair and violet eyes.

Every full moon came the same dream, and she welcomed it. She was in some sort of peril when the boy, the dog boy, would come gallantly to the threat and destroy it. She looked forward to the dream every month.

When she had finished she showed her friends. Only then did she notice the strange resemblance between the dog boy and Inuyasha.

- Buyo! -