My first InuKag, MirSan pairings fanfic! Plz R&R! Thx so much!

Disclaimer: don't own anything, it all belongs to Rumiko Takahashi...

Hotspur101

PS Oh, and I might swear in this story... heh...it's only to bring out the characters' true personalities... heh... I mean, even I'll feel uncomfortable typing those words up... heh...

"Damn you, Miroku!" InuYasha hissed at his partner-in-crime, Miroku.

"Well sor-ry, your majesty," Miroku hissed back, "but I was so cramped, and your gun was digging into my cheek, and I was sweating, and the corner we were hiding in was so small, what else could I do but fall out!" His black hair, as always in a short ponytail, bobbed as he turned his head sharply to InuYasha.

"You baka!" InuYasha hissed. Right then, he wished he could scream and whisper at the same time. His long, silvery hair, complete with floppy dog ears, swished around him as he turned his head sharply to Miroku's direction. "You could have just told me!"

"Oh, right, so everything has to be my fault."

InuYasha turned his amber eyes away from Miroku's chocolate ones and he sneered at the wall of the court room, baring his fangs. "Keh." His claws dug sharply into his knees, growling. 'That baka...'

Miroku and InuYasha had been caught in theft and were awaiting their sentence to be decided by the fat, white-haired, balding judge whose chubby legs dangled dangerously high from the ground. Miroku brushed aside some of his sweaty, loose hair. He was wearing a black t-shirt, a black glove on his left hand and black jeans, complete with combat boots. InuYasha was wearing identical clothing to Miroku. Both even had identical looks on their faces. And even identical thoughts. "That stupid, dumb jackass!'

Miroku and InuYasha jumped at the loud thump of the judge's hammer. "I have reached a conclusion!" The old man said with a flourish. InuYasha crossed his arms and rolled his dangerously-amber eyes. "And what, may I ask, is it?"

"Both of you will serve at the nursing home for the whole summer."

Both Miroku and InuYasha's jaws flew open. The judge listened tentatively for the scrape of their jaws as they reached the foor. "Th-th WHOLE summer!" InuYasha cried.

"Yes."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Absolutely?"

"...Yes..."

"Are you absolutely damn sure?"

The judge sighed, ignoring the swear word. "Must I lengthen the amount of time to make the point clear to you two?"

Miroku and InuYasha both desperately shook their heads.

"Thought not."

A FEW DAYS LATER...

InuYasha and MIroku each dragged their own duffel bags along behind them as they dragged their feet in an equally dreading fashion as they reached the swinging doors of the nursing home. Stepping into the building, InuYasha's sensative nose twitched at the unfamiliar smell. Miroku just kept his eyes down. This was going to be a long summer...

Meanwhile...

Kagome and Sango both sat beside the window of a small room they both shared. Both had expressionless looks on their youthful faces. Both were remembering. Again. How Kagome had been adopted in Japan and Sango in China, how they lived a wonderful life together as adopted sisters of a single mother, how their foster mother was killed right before their eyes, and how they both refused to talk any longer. Not even to each other.

Sango stroked the fur on her pet, Kirara's back, fingering her two tails, and glancing at Kagome. Kagome was too busy staring at the beautiful cherry blossoms growing on a tree just beyond their window. Sango sighed and glared at the tree as well. Why was this happening to her and Kagome? Tests, according to what she and Kagome had heard, proved that their voice boxes were still perfectly capable of talking, but their mind refused to let them function. Sango mentally rolled her eyes. Let her and Kagome's voice boxes malfunction. What did it matter? Life was no longer worth living, for Kagome and herself.

What was the point?

Who would take care of them?

Both Sango and Kagome had been thinking like this ever since they were taken in at this nursing home. Both girls were capable of everything. Feeding themselves, dressing themselves, bathing themselves, and sometimes, when necessary, beating the crap out of people to emphasize the fact that both were karate black belts.

But talking.

That was a totally different idea.

Kagome sighed. Sango knew she was thinking the same thing as herself.

And sighed.

Right then, their nurse, an old woman named Kaede, led Miroku and InuYasha into the room. Kagome and Sango both looked up at the boys at the same time. Their emotionless eyes met the ember and chocolate-brown eyes of the two criminals. Sango put Kirara aside, and she and Kagome stood up. In unison, both girls put their hands in the ying-yang positions and bowed. Sitting back down, they turned back to the window.

As Kaede told Miroku and InuYasha roughly the reason why the two young girls were at the nursing home, InuYasha found his eyes straying all too often at the girl with the soft-looking black hair and the large brown eyes, though they were completely emotionless. Something drew him to that girl. The way she'd looked at him, the way she sat, the way she stared off into the distance; all this attracted him to her. InuYasha tried in vain to shake these thoughts from his head. 'Focus, man!' He screamed at himself. 'You're a criminal, not some lovesick fool!'

Miroku had the same problem, though he wasn't scolding himself as harshly about it. There was something strange about the girlwith the perfectly straightblack hair and the pink-lineddark eyes. He studiedclosely how gently she patted her two-tailed cat thing, and all of a sudden, he wanted to reach over and touch her. Miroku stared aimlessly into the emotionless eyes of the girl that he couldn't tear his eyes from. What was this feeling inside him? It was warm and nice, but he could feel that it was not...right. He was a criminal, she a young, innocent girl who suffered the inabilityto talk. How could they ever turn out friends?

Both boys only half-listened to the tale Kaede was telling. They were more busy trying to stop themselves from falling too far for two girls they'd only met for about 5 minutes.

Kagome and Sango carefully avoided their gazes. What was wrong with those perverts? Did THEY like being stared at?

Kagome and Sango sighed as they were introduced to each other.

Whatever...

A/N: Was it good?