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Summary-
Kagura Kawata is a tormented young wind using demon with much on her mind she wishes she'd forget. She soon begins her senior year of high school along side her close friend, Kikyo. Always holding a heavy heart, she is known to hardly speak to anyone in a kind manner and could care less of what other people think. Believing that she is completely invisible to any popular eye, she expects the school year to go by smoothly. Unfortunately, her new next door neighbors happen to be real jerks. Having to deal with the two silver headed brothers is just the beginning of the young sorceress's problems! However, little did she know that the Takahashi duo and a few other unexpected strangers would change her thoughts of life forever.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Inuyasha or its characters. -
A Miracle in You
Chapter 4- And Just Who are You?
First period had been a total waste of time. If he had known any better, Sesshomaru would have gladly remained home instead of wasting 45 minutes of his life in class doing nothing but avoiding mindless girls, and watching his teacher's poor attempts to actually get any sort attention settled on him. The school was bad, as he predicted, and a place that was not suitable for his standards. Was he honestly supposed to graduate from here? Many humans filled the seats of the art class, to his disdain, and only two other demons like himself took up a small portion. From his seat in the far corner, Sesshomaru examined one of them, finding the male wolf demon highly offensive and a damn well waste of space. If it were not for the aura, Sesshomaru would have easily mistaken him as another human just set to display his stupidity.
He then remembered the other demon, but has yet to figure out her capabilities. All he knew of the girl was that she possessed ruby eyes and nice, silky legs. But her lack of class and rowdiness caused an inward frown to take shape. She very well appeared violent and reckless, without a care of what trouble she could possibly get herself into. Yet another person Sesshomaru chose to distance himself from.
Softly narrowing his eyes from his distracting thoughts, he gracefully walked about the halls, easily maneuvering his way between crowds and intently ignoring any stares that met with him. It was now time for the second period of the day, which for him had been gym. He must admit, it had proved to be a tad bit difficult finding the gymnasium. This school appeared as a giant maze once inside and he had no choice but to fumble around as if he were a lost puppy because simply asking for help would not do. He needed assistance from no one. That is how it was, and will always be.
Sesshomaru then entered through the gym doors and detoured silently, but with long strides toward the back where the polished wooden bleachers stood. He immediately found a seat that suited him just fine, which had been the last top row to the far corner, always his favorite choice. He had intentions of taking his seat, but not before sleekly ordering a random obsessive girl to remove herself from his sight. She had pouted sullenly, as if her whole world was now distorted, and slid away. Other students were seen carrying on small conversation with friends within the vast room, while what seemed like four of the instructors all stood in a group, eyeing the small crowd. Instantly bored, Sesshomaru soon found himself leaning against his seat, and slowly closed his eyes, purposely having all other senses dulled. He felt a headache coming along oh so slowly, no doubt it being created from his earlier art class.
But in a matter of 10 seconds…
CRASH
"AHH!"
Heads quickly switched in but one direction; toward the gymnasium doors. A girl was seen pinned to the wall right of the doors, her shirt tightly gripped by another female whose eyes glared the color of red.
"Do you mind repeating that, dear?" The attacking female questioned as she raised her free, right arm tensely. The one pinned to the wall displayed a small smirk, appearing without fear by her imposer's concealed threat.
"Don't tell me those cute pointy ears of yours are going deaf? I only said you and your mother deserve--"
A loud curse of frustration was then heard from the middle of the gym, cutting off the previous girl's statement. Heads now switched over to the lone gym instructor who steadily marched his way over to the two girls. "Oh for the love of Pete… Kawata, remove your arm from that young lady, NOW."
A smile of triumph appeared on the other girl's face, feeling as if she were safe from any harm. "Wind-freak, you heard him, didn't you? Get you're filthy claws off of me."
Kagura parted her lips, and suddenly looked at the man who stood a few feet away from her. "No problem." And almost instantly, her right fist connected with much force toward her enemy's left cheek with an added push of rushing wind, sending the wailing girl soaring to the left of the large room. The flying girl put a sudden stop to her screaming and stuck an arm out, doing a sleek back flip to rescue herself from crashing into the ground.
Eyes widened, she barked, "So… it seems you haven't grown out of your violent demon behavior!" Her bruised lips created a grave frown as she glared at Kagura.
The gym teacher threw a hand to his face, irritated. He shook his head in disappointment. Obviously, things weren't looking up for him. His second year at Shikon High, was it meant to be a disaster again?
"That depends, Yura. You being the biggest slut known to all, has that changed?"
Silence dawned upon the gym and the large group of students stared on with fear. Afterward, loud whispers were heard buzzing back and forth. All the while, Sesshomaru stared with a quirked eyebrow. It's that woman again. His previous assumptions had been correct. She was a reckless one, already causing problems within only 5 minutes of the class period. This had angered Sesshomaru. It has come to his attention that he had to spend but another period with nothing but pure noise. Times like this, he cursed his sensitive senses for being so god damn sensitive.
As if suddenly appearing out of nowhere, Kikyo decided it was best if she were to take a few steps away from Kagura. She immediately closed the book she was reading, and sent her hands to her hair. That damned wind of Kagura's… Her hair had been slightly distorted due to the speedy gusts of wind and Kikyo couldn't stand any part of herself being out of shape in any form.
"Kawata…."
Kagura sent her arm to her side and glanced at her gym instructor. "What?"
"What the hell do you mean 'what'? I refuse, do you hear me? REFUSE to go through another year of this! Get out of my gym! You just broke two bloody rules in two bloody minutes! Do you know what you brought' upon yourself?! EH?"
Kagura shrugged limply. It honestly wasn't in her interest of any trouble she has gotten herself into. As long as her message was clearly sent to Yura, she had nothing to fret over. "Well, I should go find out now, shouldn't I? Since my work here is done…" she trailed off and sent a look toward the hair demon, and then dusted off her skirt. "…I'll fulfill your request, Mr. Kedo." Before turning on her heels, a meager frown had taken place of her cocky grin after she rose her eyes to the wooden bleachers. Someone in the small crowd was giving her dead chills, making an itch of wonder claw at her conscious. 'I see, another demon here at Shikon.' Her eyes spotted the silver haired youkai blankly stare back at her, as if the glare he was receiving was of little intimidation. Kagura's frown remained in place, as she now decided to leave.
Mr. Kedo blinked confusedly at Kagura's retreating from, his face now a noticeable color of red. He fully expected Kagura to put up a fight, just like all the other times he had sent her out of the gym, but her was surprised to see the woman leave without so much as a "fuck you!".
He scratched at his brow and immediately turned toward his class. His eyes met with Kikyo and Yura's own as they simply stood there.
"Well ladies? Do I haf'ta kick you out as well?"
"No." came an answer of unison.
"Then be seated!"
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He wasn't hungry, and even if he were, like hell was he going to eat that vile they call food. So it was decided, Sesshomaru would sit under that shady tree spotted a few yards away, relax his head against its sturdy trunk, and do absolutely nothing. A fitting way to spend his lunch break, but as he made his way to the red leaved oak, he was surprised to hear giggling behind it. "…and did you see Chi's face? Talk about priceless!"
"Dear, every facial expression is priceless to you."
Then more fits of laughter erupted, causing Sesshomaru's ears to twitch and a frown to take place. A couple of giggling girls took the only spot he had found suitable.
No matter. He thought with a flat expression. He figured his charm alone would succeed in getting him what he wanted. He would simply let his presence be known, and within mere moments, the two girls would scatter about, praise his looks, and find another location to continue their meaningless chatter. Such a tactic never failed him before.
He then took a step forward, and shoved his right hand into his pocket. "Excuse me…"
All laughter stopped after the two girls turned their attention to the deep velvet voice they heard beyond their shoulders. Shortly Sesshomaru was caught off guard as his eyes caught red orbs peering back at him. Weird emotions danced within them, emotions in which he found unreadable until they glowed with obvious curiosity as the girl craned her neck awkwardly to get a better look at his being.
His eye would have twitched with annoyance after he recognized who the girl was, but he caught himself before the damage could be done. "I want to sit here alone. Would that be a problem?"
Kikyo took a bite out of her sandwich and Kagura quirked an eyebrow. "Don't you see we're in conversation?"
Sesshomaru was again caught off guard with this girl's simple response. This was certainly a new one. Why hasn't the wench disappeared by now? His eyes narrowed. Even the human is ignoring me. A lone bird sang a set of staccato chirps, as if it were hysterically laughing at Sesshomaru and his bewilderment.
"Hn," was all he then managed out. Rejection was an odd feeling, which is what made him feel odd at the moment. He felt odd for standing where he was. Why was he here again?
"Kikyo, are you going to finish that?"
"Yes..."
Sesshomaru took a long stare at a tall strand of grass, suddenly finding it interesting. "Ignorant. I see."
Kagura shrugged and still kept her eyes glued to Kikyo's tuna sandwich. "Only to stuck up jackasses who think they could simply get anything they want with good looks alone."
Sesshomaru's eyes narrowed into cold slits. Just what did she-
"Oh? And here I thought such behavior surfaced because of but one reason."
Kagura was bored, so she decided to fall victim to the tall stranger's query. "And that reason would be..?"
"Simple. You are a hopeless piece of nothing who believes going about as a tacky mess will solve any of your pitiful problems."
Kagura's head snapped to his direction suddenly as she felt Sesshomaru's stinging words crash into her ears. Her facial expression grew hard, turning to one of stone from a placid, unbothered look. She rose to her feet, trying her best to size up someone who appeared to be twice her height. "You... you know nothing about me, or anything about my problems!" she nearly screamed at the top of her lungs.
Kikyo was a bit bewildered. Strange… why is she letting this jerk get to her?
Meanwhile, Sesshomaru appeared unfazed, replacing both hands into his pants' pockets and focusing his gaze away from Kagura's blood leaking glower. "Oh and, you aren't in the slightest of ways tasteful to the eye. I've seen humans with better appeal." He wanted to smile in the cockiest of ways, as he smelt the anger pour out of Kagura's single form. He felt satisfied that he was able to show the girl just who would always be a step above her, that her rude little attitude stopped wherever he was concerned. But fixed up within his muses, he was barely able to catch the quick flicker of movement he caught at the corner of his eye. He quickly grabbed hold of Kagura's flying fist that had well aimed to about nearly rip open his guts.
This had only made Sesshomaru smirk. For some reason, he was suddenly enjoying himself. With his thumb, he tenderly stroked the surface of Kagura's hand and slowly bent his lips down until it stood a mere inch away from her left ear. "You're slow as well." Kagura breathed in sharply, wanting anything more than to be where she now stood. This fucking bastard..!
Sesshomaru then closed his eyes, withdrew his hands from hers, and turned his back to leave. "Farewell."
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Kagura paced back and forth in her room, the wooden floors beneath her feet squeaking in protest. It has been several of hours since she had arrived home from school, yet she felt restless, as if something was plaguing her mind. She scowled and sat gruffly on her bed. Her fingers tapped anxiously on her bare lap as she glanced around it. She had the sudden urge to tear every content that laid on it to shreds, even her harmless stuffed puppy her mother had bought for her when she was a child. The stuffed animal stared back at her with questioning eyes, making Kagura blink confusedly at it.
"What? Don't look at me like that!" She sighed in defeat after realizing she was scolding an inanimate object. "Ugh. Now I'm losin' it…" With hurried steps, she made her way over to the balcony edged window and sat on its rail. Her thoughts automatically went floating towards the day's earlier events. Unreadable amber eyes entered her vision causing Kagura to angrily clench her fingers around the cold metal she sat upon. That jerk… I should have ripped his head off the moment he opened his mouth.
You're slow as well…
Shut up.
…and not in the slightest of ways tasteful…-
"I said shut the HELL UP!"
Kagura recoiled after hearing the echo of her voice reflect off the shadows of homes that stood within the slumbering neighborhood. A hand stiffly went to her forehead, but it aided little in subduing the headache she felt coming along. What am I doing out here worrying about what some feminine looking creep has to say?! I'm going to bed and I will forget that the bastard even existed. She threw one of her legs over the rail to rest on safe ground, but stopped in the midst of her actions as she heard a curious rustle below her.
"Oh come on you absurd box! Move!" A dull thud was then heard afterward, followed by a shriek of protest. Kagura curiously peered over her shoulder to see a dark haired woman who seemed to have a struggle putting out a box filled with useless junk into the trash. It was a face Kagura knew nothing of, yet it looked like she resided just next door to her.
Intrigued, she reversed her actions and sleekly hopped over her balcony, landing mere inches in front of the startled woman.
"S-Stand back! I'll bring my husband out here to make quick work of you!"
Kagura stuck a clawed pinky in her ear, hoping to remove the ringing noise it endured. "Chill out lady, I'm only here to help." Her eyes slid over toward the troublesome box that stood a few feet before her. She walked over toward it, and within seconds, hefted the box with ease onto her right shoulder. "Now, where to put this junk?" The woman pointed wordlessly toward the curb of the sidewalk while holding an expression of pure shock. Kagura did as she was told without effort and confronted the woman once more.
"So… you're like a visitor here, or something?"
The woman regained her composure and sent her hand through her long ebony locks. "My name is Akita Takahashi young lady and I am no visitor. This happens to be my new home."
Now where did I hear that name before? Kagura squinted her eyes in concentration but shortly afterward shrugged the matter aside. "Well whatever… welcome to the neighborhood, yada yada, but if you don't mind, I got to head back. Just try not to make such a ruckus next time."
"Excuse me?"
"Us demons has got to get some sleep too, you know."
Akita paused, then smiled knowingly. "Ha, understood. Pleasant dreams."
Kagura grunted and said nothing more. What had surprised Akita although is when she witnessed a small table of wind form at Kagura's feet before she took off and made a neat leap toward her window's edge. The window door slammed behind her almost as soon as her bedroom lights came off.
"You mean to tell me that I live next to that demon girl?" Akita blinked once, then twice.
Hmmm, demons… They seem to love me. She shook her head miserably and with desperate steps, retired to her home.
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Ehehehe… hello again guys. Sorry for the long delay. The uhh.. whole 12 month delay, but it seems that I have made a mistake. It would have been wise of me to wait until I have finished this fic completely before posting any chapters up because writer's block and laziness are a duo of pure evilness. Again, sorry, sorry, sorry! I don't hold much experience in the field of writing, so you must forgive me! Or am I just making up lame excuses on my behalf? O.o
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