Author's Note: Really hard to keep up two fanfics…
Summary: Six totally different teenagers share one common bond. They all keep remembering memories and instincts that don't belong to them. In an attempt to solve this mystery, trust is found, love blooms, and a whole lot of confusion, with a few misunderstandings, forms.
Pairings: Inuyasha Kagome; Sango Miroku; Kagura Sesshoumaru
NOT FOR KIKYO FANS
DISCLAIMER: Don't own it. There.
Chapter Three: Truly Beautiful
She was beautiful, even when she was crying. He watched her as she, slowly, let the tears drop. Even in the toughest of situation possible, she didn't complain or make any noise. Just sat there, thinking she was alone, and cried, silently. Somehow, that was even worse.
"Miroku! Pay attention!" the teacher's voice jolted the boy out of his little nap.
'Strange, that dream was,' he thought, before shaking his head and trying to dismiss it. 'The girl was beautiful, though,' a lecherous smile came on his face.
"Miroku, what are you up to, now?" Inuyasha hissed at him.
"Me?" Miroku blinked, innocently, "Up to?"
"Don't worm your way out of this! I know you're up to something," Inuyasha snapped.
Miroku just smiled. His friend scowled back at him.
The teacher droned on, oblivious to the distraction.
'I swear, that teacher could teach right through the end of the world,' Miroku commented, dryly to himself. Out of pure boredom, he cast a quick glance around the room. 'So bored…' He found his thoughts wandering off to his strange dream. 'Oh, not that again. It was just a dream…but, then, why do I remember it so clearly?' He pondered this, then brushed it off. 'I'm just being silly…'
The bell rang, signaling the end of the period. With relief, Miroku and Inuyasha headed to lunch.
"Inuyasha, you know that vision you had?"
"Yeah, what about it?"
"Well, did it…seem like it was…real?"
"Stupid, all dreams seem real until you wake up!"
"That's exactly what I'm talking about! Did your dream seem real after you woke up?" Miroku questioned.
"Come to think of it, yeah, it does. How do you know?" Inuyasha looked at his friend.
"In class, I, er, fell asleep and had some really weird dream. There was this beautiful girl in the woods, somewhere, crying about something. Did I mention she was beautiful?" Miroku trailed off, daydreaming until Inuyasha whacked some sense into him.
"You had a vision thingy, too? What did that girl look like? The one in my dream had black hair and brown eyes."
"The girl had long, chestnut brown hair, soulful, chocolate brown eyes, and a very nice, round-" Miroku was stopped when Inuyasha smashed him into the ground.
"I don't want to know," Inuyasha snapped and headed toward the lunch line.
Miroku sighed. Life was so cruel. 'Can't a guy like a girl and comment on her beauty without his best friend hitting him?'
With a shake of his head, Miroku started after Inuyasha, when suddenly…
"Ow!"
A girl crashed right into Miroku's chest, rushing to her destination. She looked up. Miroku contained a gasp.
'It's her! The girl from my dream!' Miroku stared into her brown eyes, sinking deeper and deeper into their depths.
Author's Note: Argh! I can't seem to make the chapters any longer! Anyways, I hope you liked it. Read and review, please!
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