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Unholy Partnerships - Part 2
It had been minutes of staring at one another, neither of them dared to talk because neither of them had anything to say to one another. At this rate, two of the topmost students were going to fail a science project. Kikyou was not very fond of this idea, and had secretly begun her own experiment in her head, of course, she wasn't actually going to use it, but the thought itself was fun to think of.
She smirked at the idea floating around in her head. Okay, so it wasn't much of an experiment, just torture...
Hmm... maybe this could be her pastime after all... What? Kikyou could bare her own secrets...
"We could just use the Shinidamachuu."
Sesshoumaru said nothing, instead, raised an eyebrow, silently demanding an answer.
"Shinidamachuu," Kikyou began calmly, "they are my own breed of animal I found one day." She didn't feel like getting too detail-y about how she had come across them, so she continued. "Only Sisuke knows of them. We could use those."
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"Oh Miroku!" A girl laughed as Miroku made his move on her, batting her eyes and blushing as Koga took watch rather disgustedly. Any man that couldn't stay loyal to his own woman wasn't worth his time. The girl Miroku had previously groped, laughed again before walking away and telling said monk to call her later.
"I feel sorry for any woman dumb enough to go off with you," Koga spat, crossing his arms and looking indignant. "I'm only loyal to Kagome, and for me, any other woman in my life would be..." he looked off, as if in a daze.
Miroku shrugged, "Well, you have your ways and I have mine. Now, to the matter at hand..." Miroku sat a large binder stuffed full of paper onto the cafeteria table. "Not to offend, I had this in mind before we became partners... but I want to test the behavior of wolves a few days before and after the full moon."
Koga looked somewhat interested, "Nhnn... I suppose we can find a zoo that'll allow us access to the wolves... or perhaps... there's always her."
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"Look at that wench, she's pathetic. And look how sad that guy looks with her. And on top of that--" A voice was cut off by another's.
"Not now," the other voice was a mix of stress and anger. "Look, I'm sure you could scare her out of her guy later, let's just introduce ourselves to the freakin' rat-school and get over it."
"Temper, temper," another voice spoke, throwing back his braided hair. "Just stay calm--"
"Ginkotsu, Kyokotsu, and Makotsu are lucky, they don't get a dump for a new school."
"I don't think it's a dump..."
"UGH! One minute you're complaining about this place being a rat-school and the next you are saying you don't think its a dump! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU!"
"Are you yelling at me? I could slice your head off, you know."
"SEE! There you go again!"
"Now calm down..."
"GAH! Stop it!"
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She remembered a time where she would see a guy catch a girl just before she fell into a puddle of water or something. Sweet moments. But anytime she fell, no one was there to catch her. Last time she had the "pleasure" of falling near Naraku and he didn't even make an attempt to catch her.
You know... Sayuri once heard that a tail keeps a cat in balance... Okay, so she was a tiger hanyou, but it was very close to the same thing, right? So maybe a tail would help her keep balance, maybe the lack of a tail made her so dysfunctional!
Sayuri brightened as she absent-mindedly sat in her seat, her lunch out with Sisuke next to her and Kiyasha across from her. The dog hanyou refused to eat lunch with Kagome. Sisuke was explaining the experiment (not that Sayuri was listening) until something slammed on the table and snapped the trio out of whatever they were previously doing.
There, in front of the group was a boy, looking sour. Next to him was another boy, who sighed. The sour-looking teen turned to the braided-hair teen next to him and broke out into a rant. "And WHY do we have to sit next to them? I mean, they are women." -- he spat the last word out as if it were tainted with venom.
Sisuke looked offended, she was highly proud about who she was and to offend her was like poking a trying-to-sleep, very annoyed alligator with a stick. "And who," the monarch demon said, her voice was calm, but her eyes were narrowed, "has the pleasure of sitting with us?"
Sayuri noted that the boy who had spoken so "ill" of women bore purple streaks under his eyes. Like snake fangs. The other one had a four-sided star on his forehead, and was looking quite exasperated with his partner.
"There's no need for me to tell you my name--"
"It's Jakotsu--"
"BANKOTSU!" The purple-marked one whined, glaring at the one named Bankotsu. Bankotsu ignored Jakotsu and continued, "We're sorta new here..."
"Like she needed to know."
"Well,..." Sisuke spoke in a sneer, lifting herself up, "welcome to Ran High."
And with that, the monarch demon departed the table.
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Emiyan: Nah, there you go! I know, it's shorter than the last chapter, but I didn't feel up to a long chapter.
Torakai: -shrug- Oh well. You all know what to do after reading a story. Drop us a line or something, I tire of Emiyan's rants.
Emiayn: Hmph! Let's see what you'll do once I decide to delete you from my consious.