Chapter 2: A War Between Rivals

Lunch finally came after the long torment of class. Bankotsu and his brothers walked into the cafeteria. Every Seat was full.

"Where are we supposed to sit?" Jakotsu whined.

"You can eat with us if you like," came a voice from behind them. They turned around to see Sango, smiling brightly at them.

Bankotsu opened his mouth, but Jakotsu cut in. "OK!" he chirped. He grabbed Bankotsu's arm and dragged him after Sango. He was determined to get his brother this girl, no matter what it took.

"Guys, they're going to eat with us, OK?" Sango explained to her friends. They all greeted them and continued chattering on.

"So, do you do any sports or something?" Kikyou asked.

"Well, Oo-aniki is very good at football," Jakotsu blurted out. Bankotsu shot him a quick glare.

"Really?" Sango said. "So is Miroku, he's on the team. You should join too!" She smiled brightly, punching Miroku in the arm to get his attention.

Miroku lazily looked up. "Huh? Oh, yeah."

"Hmm… I wonder why?" Kikyou wondered sarcastically.

"Why?" Suikotsu asked.

"So he can stare at all the cheerleaders!" Sango blurted out.

"That's not true Sango!" Miroku protested. "The only reason I'm on the football team is to watch you and no one else!"

"Oh, so that's why you're drooling over every cheerleader except me?" Sango mumbled.

"C'mon Sango! Every guy looks at other girls it just… natural!"

Sango slammed her fists on the table. "There's a difference between staring and flirting Miroku!" she shouted. "I'd be just delighted if you only stared, because it's way better than CHEATING!" She stomped off just as the bell rang.

"Umm… we better get on the field or we'll be late for practice. You coming Miroku?" Ayame asked, trying to change the subject.

Miroku sighed. "Yeah, I'm coming."

"Hey, why don't you guys tag along?" Kikyou asked Bankotsu. "You could try out for the football team if you like. That way we'll have someone besides Miroku to cheer for!" Kikyou giggled when she saw Miroku's face.

Bankotsu lazily stood up. "Sure, whatever."

When they got on the field, Sango was already waiting for them. Her palm palms sitting on the ground beside her and she seemed to be daydreaming.

Kikyou leaned over to Ayame and whispered in her ear. "Maybe we should leave her be for a while."

Ayame nodded. "The coach won't be doing try-outs for a while. Why don't you sit down and watch until then?"

Bankotsu shrugged and walked over to the bench that Sango was sitting on. "So," he began after sitting down, "do those fights happen often?"

Sango nodded. "Yeah."

"Then why do you keep forgiving him then?"

Sango shrugged. "I ask myself that a lot. I guess I consider breaking up with him sometimes, but I just can't. Even though I know he's just going to hurt me again, I always tell myself that he really will change…"

Bankotsu looked at her sympathetically. He couldn't even imagine how much pain that she went through everyday. He couldn't even think why someone could do that such a nice girl like Sango. He was really starting to dislike Miroku now.

"I would dump him if I were you," Jakotsu blurted out after a few minutes of silence.

"Yeah, he's a pervert if you ask me!" Suikotsu said.

"Oh believe me, you don't even know the half of it!" Sango grumbled.

Suikotsu was about to ask what she meant, but the whistle blew. Sango stood up and joined her squad in warm-up.

A few minutes after she left, Miroku came over with a cheerleader. He sat down and began sweet-talking with her.

Bankotsu tapped him on the shoulder. Miroku lazily turned around. "What?"

"Correct me if I'm wrong, but don't you already have a girlfriend?" Bankotsu reminded. The girl glared at Miroku, and then stuck her nose up and gave him the hand as she walked off.

Miroku glared at Bankotsu. "Thanks!" he mumbled sarcastically.

Bankotsu wanted to punch him so badly. "Why do you do that? You already have a girlfriend, isn't that satisfying enough?"

"What isn't satisfying is that you are sticking your little nose into something that's not your business!" Miroku snapped.

"Don't you realize how much it hurts Sango?" Bankotsu asked,

Miroku practically bit his head off. "I said mind your own business!" He put on his football helmet and headed over to his group. Bankotsu saw one of them hand Miroku something, who slipped it in his pocket. Bankotsu spent a few seconds trying to figure out what it was, but ended up shrugging it off and put his own helmet on.

Bankotsu tried to pay attention to the coach, he really did. But he always found himself glancing over at Sango. He just couldn't take his eyes off her, no matter how hard he tried.

What Bankotsu didn't know was that Miroku had caught him staring at his girlfriend. And being a guy, this really ticked him off.

When practice started, they were divided into teams. Unfortunately for Miroku, he was on the same team as Bankotsu.

The coach blew the whistle and the game began. Bankotsu caught the ball and darted for the goal. Miroku came up behind him and tackled him to the ground.

The other team got the ball. Bankotsu sat up and shoved Miroku off. "What the hell is your problem?" he shouted. "We're on the same team!"

Miroku glared at him but said nothing. The coach walked over and told Miroku to take five. He stood up, his eyes still locked onto Bankotsu with a deadly stare.

Bankotsu could read his glare like a book. He was saying, You better back off! Bankotsu sent him a smirk that said, you'll have to do better than that!

A war had been started between the two, and Sango didn't even know it!

(A.M.) I know, I know, this chapter is short. I'll make it up to you guys!