Chapter 3: foreshadowing secrets
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Breathe. In and out, my audience, and remember. Retain this information: Kagome's fear for her friends, Sesshoumaru's unusual dreams, for they will be pushed to the back of both of the youths' minds for the rest of the day with justified reasons, as it will for us as well. Both beings go through their everyday tasks, bathing and combing their equally long hair, collecting the necessary books for the school day- Kagome finding her student handbooks under the bathroom sink, and Sesshoumaru's tutoring guides in his leather bag hanging from the closet beside his dorm door; the same in all their actions but as we have seen, quite different, almost to where we could label the two as opposites. The content that whips around in both of their heads is surprisingly singular:
'Oh the garden is beautiful …'
'…cut down that atrocious tree in two weeks…'
And so with a courtyard separating them, they both go out the door of their dorm room, precisely at the same time.
We whip down from outside the courtyard to the first floor of the large boarding school, Providence Boarding to be exact, and we feel a strange pull toward the back of the school past the tree Sesshoumaru was speaking so ill of, where scents of scones and pastries delight the air, as well as oatmeal and warm, strong teas welcome us. As we enter through an open window, we are met with a very enormous dining hall with high ceilings as students are steadily entering through a domed entranceway. The whole feel of the hall is of richness and comfort- large round wooden tables scattered throughout are accompanied by cushioned wood seats, a small table at the entranceway holds stacks of newspapers for teachers to worry over the state of the world as well as magazines for those who would like to forget.
At the opposite of the entranceway down the hall we hear yelling and moans, and soon a crowd gathers. A young man was leaning over a crouched form on the floor, his tied back white hair- quite similar to one Sesshoumaru- was undone from the nape of his neck, and his face resembled a tomato.
"…want me to make that more clear, asshole!" the young man yelled at the other youth, who was now clutching his stomach on the floor and painfully moaning. "Do you think I care about what Kik-" he growled forcefully in great frustration "and my fuckin asshole broth- I know he's here I don't need you to tell me what's going on-!"
Another black haired man with a strange medallion necklace came up behind the angry man and touched his shoulder, wary of the students watching as well as the threat of teachers nearby. "Inuyasha… I think you need some food."
"Fuck-off, Miroku… this 'old friend' thinks he's good enough to educate me on…"
"Enough, Inuyasha.." At the mentioning of the name, Miroku squeezed Inuyasha's shoulder forcefully, warning him of others listening. "You don't want any more rumors do you…?" he murmured.
Inuyasha looked up at the surrounding students, his eyes finally becoming unshieldedto how many people were actually watching, and shrugged off Miroku's hand as he stomped off. After walking a few feet toward the entranceway, he recollected himself and turned the other way, feeling quite stupid because the food line was on the other side of the dining room. Miroku smirked.
'He will never learn will he?' he thought.
People began to disperse, the fight obviously over, even though the boy was still on the ground trying to regain his breath. Miroku stepped toward the boy still clutching his stomach, took hold of one arm, and helped him to his feet.
"I'm terribly sorry for my friend's attitude; Inuyasha really isn't a morning person."
"Yeah, well," the boy coughed forcefully. "I was only trying to tell him the truth. And this is what I get for it." The boy, his dark short hair quite mussed, stood straight up and tried with difficulty to smooth out the wrinkles on his school uniform.
"Elijah, I guess it was worse for him to hear it from you, because of your past relationship with Kik-"
"It doesn't matter, he should know I was trying to help. But now I've learned my lesson…" Still obviously in pain, the boy walked off, his head still held high in an attempt to regain his dignity.
Miroku sighed, wishing desperately his life didn't have to be tangled with such a troubled friend. But then again, Inuyasha was really the only family he had. And along with Inuyasha, came everything else. And everything else wasn't so great.
We whip around toward the entranceway opposite from the food line, and once again we are met by the two early birds that risked punishment to celebrate Kagome's birthday. The two, Shippo and Sango, are dressed in their uniforms, consisting of black wool vests on top of a white button down shirt. Sango wore a black and white pleated skirt, and our dear Shippo wore black slacks.
"Kami, don't they ever try to use softener on our clothes?" The boy complained as he scratched his backside.
"Shippo, you know we can't be picky nowadays…"
"I'm afraid to ask what we're having for breakfast…"
Sango, sounds of slirping and chewing reaching her ears, glanced over to one of the tables where a white haired young man sat, his mouth full of crepes and pastries and his tray full of fruits and toasts with jams along with various types of fruit.
"Well, um, we better get something to eat… or else we won't be able to…" Shippo snickered loudly, drawing attention from the young man, who paused his eating and glared at the two, his amber eyes reminding Sango of unpleasant memories. Sango, eyes wide, took Shippo's hand and began to back away, but only succeeded in backing right into someone…
"Oh, I am terribly sorry, bloody-" the young man stopped mid-sentence, and smirked.
Confused, Sango wondered what was on her-
"GETTOFF ME!" furious, she backhanded the perverted man, only succeeding in making the hentai smile more.
"I'm sorry, we have met before-"
"Oh, I would remember-!"
"Sango… c'mon now, just walk away…"Shippo pulled at his friend's arm, trying to calm her. From previous encounters, he knew that if he didn't try to compose her, she would do some serious damage.
"But, seriously, you're friends with that one girl… Kagome, is it not?" the man smiled more as Sango's face became more puzzled.
"Oh- her…" the man at the table mumbled, flecks of food flying out of his mouth.
"She helped me immensely on my literature test."
Sango's eyes turned from puzzled to outright rage.
"So you're the guy she was talking about that tried to-!"
"Now, why would I do that?"
Shippo- his instincts telling him to pull Sango away now- gripped her hand and yanked her away from the two troublesome men, causing a yelp of pain from the girl as he tramped to the food line.
"Shippo, why did you-"
"I don't want my friend to get in serious trouble. You can't teach that guy anything anyway."
Sango closed her eyes and sighed mentally once the two reached the food line. But, within the woman something was happening that only we could see; a deep cooling sensation spread through her body, working through her pumping veins, slowing her stressed heart, and finally slowing her senses; the world came in a sudden blur, scents became more pronounced, and colors more vivid. Afterwards, Sango opened her eyes to the world, visibly relaxed, unaware to the unusual happening. She never questioned it, nor did she pay any attention to this sensation. Shippo, in front of her in line, took little note of the dramatic change.
This will not be the only thing that is odd, my friends, for we have yet to encounter even stranger happenings.
The two got their breakfast, small rations of jelly and toast as well as black tea, as opposed to the white-haired man, and sat at their regular table near the window overlooking the courtyard. Lilacs and lilies wafted toward them, giving the two a more pleasant meal as they became embraced with the golden morning light.
It was only a few weeks until school stopped, letting the students to go home on vacation with family, or for some several unlucky students, to stay at the boarding school in their dormitories. Almost exactly like the workings of an orphanage, Miroku presumed.
Miroku sat at the table across from Inuyasha, who was almost done with his food and was obviously starting to tire. The dark-haired man reflected on his luck of yet another summer alone at the school with only a handful of other students, the letter from Inuyasha as well as the library keeping his bored soul company for three months. As Miroku thought about the letters from his dear friend across from him- who had just then spilled some tea onto his lap and yet didn't even notice- the contents of the letters never ever contained anything about the white-haired boy's family, or his travels. Mostly it consisted of complaining about the weather, Kikyo, summer reading books, Kikyo, kendo, his half-brother, Kikyo…
For some odd reason, Miroku became very interested about where his friend went, and about his family. He had known Inuyasha for about six years, and now that he thought about it, it was as if he and him were strangers.
"Inuyasha…"
His face was now buried in his oatmeal, spoon readily forgotten.
"Inuyasha." Miroku said firmly.
Amber eyes snapped up from his food.
"I am busy."
"Friend, it will not take any of your time; it's just a simple question."
An eyebrow quirked.
Miroku cleared his throat. By Kami it was only a question, but why did he fear asking him it? Why did it feel like some unknown source was muting his voice?
"What… cough are your plans this summer?" He exclaimed innocently.
Both eyebrows disappeared into his tangled bangs, and Inuyasha straightened his posture as he reached for a napkin to wipe his speckled face.
"Well… I… uh…"
"It's just a question Inuyasha, I'm not asking you to kill anyone…"
Instantly, Inuyasha froze.
"I haveta get my schoolbooks, seeyalatergoodbye." He stood up quickly and left the room in a hurry, leaving his trash and tray on the floor.
Miroku blinked.
'What just happened there?'
Author's notes:
sorry about the delayed update, for some reason I can't log onto single spark, and I cant update it there, so my fanfic friends on fanfiction, you will be the only ones to see this new chapter! you feel special? ALAS, WE DO.. LIKO MEEKO!
I really didn't like this chapter and how it worked out, but basically this is just a bit of a filler for foreshadowing, I can't just tell you guys things later in the story and you be all like: 'wtf, where, why, HOW?'
About the medallion, that will be explained later, as well the dreams, Inuyasha's family (oh, that's going to be VERY interesting, believe me, and very orginal), as well as all that other crap going on… and im sorry about how slow this story is going, but that's just how I write, I prefer stories that start out slow, so I can get to know the characters and all that jazzy stuff. I got an email asking if I will include a lemon in here. It won't be on in fanfiction, but on single spark it shall. But believe me, this wont happen until later, where all that tragic stuff happens and all the war and ….muhahahahahaha so EVIL!
Read, review, SPEW! (omg harry potter is coming out in 10 days, how much of a dork am i?)