The Grade Race
Chapter Two
Sango sat in Kagome's car, crossing her right leg over her left leg, then vise-versa. Kagome glanced at her friend and put her hand on Sango's bouncing knee. "Don't be nervous, Sango. Inuyasha's a nice guy, and I'm sure his friend is decent too." Sango nodded, but she wasn't convinced by Kagome's consoling.
Usually, Sango never got nervous at school. She always had a very calm composure. But Kagome was her best friend, and she knew all about Sango's 'perfect student' façade. Kagome's bright green, newly washed Mustang eased into Inuyasha's cramped driveway. The two walked up to the porch, and the door swung open before they could even ring the doorbell.
Standing in the doorway was a tall, well-built male with amber eyes and ebony hair that went to just below his waist. "Hey, Kags. Nice to see you finally showed up." Kagome glared briefly at him, then he continued. "Who's your friend?" Kagome introduced the two. "Sango, Inuyasha. Inuyasha, Sango."
Sango looked around in disbelief at the… seemingly… empty house. The only things in the house were Kagome, Sango, Inuyasha, and all his junk. As they walked into the living room, Sango inquired, "Where are your parents, Inuyasha?" Inuyasha flinched. "They're, uh… out." Kagome grabbed a long portion of Inuyasha's hair that hung down from his ear and demanded, "Tell her the truth." Inuyasha growled under his breath. "My parents don't live with me… they…" He looked pleadingly at Kagome, but she simply quirked an eyebrow expectantly. "They… they kicked me out."
Sango briefly stared in disbelief, and then she shrugged. "That's fine. We're legal adults, so we can live on our own." Inuyasha rubbed the back of his neck. "Well, I don't live completely alone. I have a part-time roomie." Sango looked at Inuyasha interestedly. "Really? Who?" Suddenly… "BOO!" The girls shrieked as someone poked them in that sensitive, ticklish spot in the small of their backs.
Sango spun around to see the offender. Her eyes narrowed in white hot fury when she saw who it was. There was Miroku, standing behind her, beaming. "You!" Miroku suddenly recognized who it was. "Hey! It's number two! How are you doing?" Sango swung he heavy textbook at his head, but he expertly dodged it.
He ignored her and walked to the coffee table. Then he turned to Sango once he was sitting down and began, "Oh, by the way-" WHAM! This time Sango's history textbook made contact with his face.
Sango sat down and smugly stated, "You need to learn how to treat ladies better." Miroku feigned a hurt expression and rubbing his sore nose, he retorted, "Hey! I treat ladies just fine!" Sango rolled her eyes as she cradled her textbook in the crook off her arm. "I'm sure you do." She replied sarcastically.
For the next two hours, the four were studying constantly. Kagome, Inuyasha, and Miroku kept striking up light conversations, but Sango was vigorously studying non-stop. She rolled her eyes at her friend and acquaintances. Didn't they care about their standardized test they were taking in a week!
Kagome flopped back onto the ground without warning after another fifteen minutes of studying. "I'm starving!" Inuyasha whined. Kagome forced herself up and replied, "Okay. Why don't Sango and I whip up something? Come on Sango." Sango froze as Kagome dragged her off into Inuyasha's messy kitchen. Sango couldn't cook an edible meal if her life depended on it, and she told Kagome that when they were out of earshot of Inuyasha and Miroku.
Kagome patted Sango's shoulder comfortingly. "I know, but don't worry. I'll take care of the whole thing. You can watch me, and get some pointers. This way, we'll eat a good meal, and the boys won't be any the wiser." Sango nodded lightly, and Kagome continued, "Besides, from what Inu's told me, you wouldn't want to be alone with Miroku."
Sango replied sarcastically, "Thanks." Kagome reached for the first ingredient… whip cream. The chaos begins now.