A/N: REMEMBER: I own nothing. Only my lazy, creative mind.
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*Whistling*
He casually walks down the halls checking out of the surroundings. "His surroundings" so to speak.
"8," passes another delicate flower, "6." He runs a hand through his short ravened hair. His earrings jingled lightly in the background as he continued his safari. Not only was he observing his surroundings, but they were definitely observing him as well.
More like eye-humping. Hmph, this school is filling with sluts and man-whores more and more each day.
*Tug* The pale blonde peered up at her friend in a questioning manner. Her almond-shaped black eye held concern as to why her brunette counterpart had stop pushing her and now leaving them both in a stand-still when they were so close to their third class. She reached back and tugged her friend's red skirt, much like her own. My lady? She gestured with her hands.
Realizing her blonde friend had been trying to communicate with her, the said brunette looked down at her companion. She pushed a loose strand of her chocolate hair back behind her ear and gestured back. I'm sorry. I got distracted. She grabbed the two handles of the wheelchair and continued her path.
It's okay. I was simply concerned for you, My Mistress. *Giggles*
"MIROKU!"
Said young man cringes as the shrilly sound register in his ear. He whips around to be tackled by his biggest fan. Lucky, the floor is there to break his fall. He wince as he attempt to push the black haired girl. Hell, just to see around her.\
"Koharu, hi. *Pushes* How. Are. *Tugs* You?" The girl had a vice grip on his shirt, which had the first two top buttons undone. His own "cursed" right hand rested on the green skirt that covered the girl's ass. Her legs tangled and twisted with his own and teeth was clasp down on his blue tie.
"Ai ished oo so ma!"
"Maybe you should try taking your mouth off my tie, dear." Koharu jaw dropped and the tie was release. Pressing her A-Cup breast against his tight pectorals, the girl began planting kisses on every part of his body that was available. He struggled to free himself, and when he finally manage to recover to his feet, he jumped a good two or three feet away.
"I really mis—" Koharu started.
"I should be heading to class." He gave her a genuine smile, bowed, and turned on his heel to make his escape.
"But, but, but, but—"
"Tootles!" And with that, he dashed down the opposite side of the hall. Where he had just came from. I'll take the long way.
"Yo Pervert!"
Miroku slowed his pace and turned his head to left to see had summoned him. He stopped in his track completely when he came face to face with his bud.
"'Yasha! Sup." Inuyasha walked over to where Miroku stood. Then they began walking toward the direction of their class which happened to be Feudal History, a requirement for graduation. "Where's your girlfriend?"
"What the hell are you talking about now, you lech?"
"K.A.G.O.M.E. Your love-thing. My cousin. No wonder you're second year again." Inuyasha growls in irritation and reaches over and grab the tie of the young man.
"I didn't fa—" He retracts his hand and flails it in the air with disgust. "Dude, why the hell is your tie wet?"
"Well you see. Koharu—"
"This story is suddenly less interesting." He looked forward with a bored expression.
"Trust me, it was anything BUT interesting." Miroku responds while mumbling the last little bit. They had made it the front of the classroom door with a couple of minutes to spare. Inuyasha swiftly turned his down the hall as he heard tires meet tile. He could make out the two figures as the quickly approach the boys. He recognized them from his next class, but took time to really look them over.
Two girls: a tan girl with lightly blonde hair that hung down, not passing her shoulder blade. She wore the regular uniform for second year girls: button-down shirt tucked, red skirt, and brown loafers. Except she wore black suspenders, it was quite obvious that the skirt was two sizes too small for the pencil thin girl. She sat in a wheelchair duct taped with black and yellow zebra print. She looks so young. It's amazing that they even let that girl in. But those eyes..
The girl pushing her was who ultimately caught both boys' eyes. She was slight pale, way paler than her friend in comparison. Her long chestnut flowed to her hips and two thin braided pieces connect in the back. The bangs shaping her face into a heart and brought attention to her features on her face. Full plump lips, little petite nose like her friend, and large cocoa eyes. She too wore a second year uniform, but where her companion's uniform was too big, hers was a tad too small. The shirt was a little loose across her high B-Cup chest. And instead of loafer, she wore a pair of red Converse®. Inuyasha would admit; he'll be the first to say she was strikingly gorgeous, but she wasn't "Kikyo" pretty. Her curves are to die for though. Shit, she's-
"Um can we get through?!" raged the girl who was pushing.
"Ahhh Sango my love!" Miroku exclaimed as he pushed pass Inuyasha and grab the brunette's hand.
"Get off me perv! The both of you are in my fuckin' way!"
BBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRI IIIIINNNNNNNNNNNGGGG!
"Dammit! We're late." Inuyasha stated as he slapped his palm against his forehead.
"The halls are cleared," gestured the blonde in the wheelchair.
"I'm sorry Kirara, but these jack-asses made us later," Sango replied to her deaf friend. Inuyasha and Miroku watched the transaction between the two.
Can't walk and deaf? Poor misfortunate child. Miroku thought and subconsciously squeezed Sango's hand which caused a slight blush to graze her cheek.
"Who the hell does code messages anymore?! What are you guys? Ten?" Inuyasha lashed out not likely the feeling of being left out. Both Miroku and Sango whipped around to him. Both face read different expressions. Miroku's eyes shut and one hand pinching the bridge of his nose. He is truly an idiot.
Sango's face was redder than a tomato not only because anger of course, but also in embarrassment. She swiftly jerk her now fisted palm away from Miroku's and drew it back in retaliation until…
"Detention," Kaede-sensei stood in the door frame of her classroom. As soon as she heard Inuyasha's brash voice, she had no choice but to see what the squabble was about. So she paused her teaching and waddled her way to the door to find the four students she marked absent standing outside her door conversing. It was extremely rude in her point of view. It's a shame poor little Kirara had to be a part of it. "Off you four go." And with that, she stepped back and shut her door soundly.
THUD! THUD!
"Detention is a living hell," Inuyasha complained as he repeatedly smashed his head into his desk.
THUD!
"With you two, I totally agree," Sango mumbled playing with Kirara's hair. The girl of such affection leaned her head farther back giving Sango more access. Sango returned the gesture with a kiss on Kirara's forehead.
THUD!
"They'll make you pay for that," Miroku reasoned with his friend left of him though his eyes never left the two to his right: Sango and Kirara.
Inuyasha abruptly stopped in mid-stride. Seeing this, Miroku turned his head toward him and gave him a questioning look. A look Inuyasha didn't catch because his eyes stared straight ahead. His nose was obviously sensing something, and underneath his cap, his demon ears were twitching like crazy.
Bzzzzzzz bzzzzzzz
Miroku quickly whipped out his phone to read the incoming message.
"From: Kagz
Time: 11:15 AM
Subject: None
Hey I saw u get detention w/ Inu. Imma need both of u 2 leave NOW. I sense a 3 shards real close by. Im really worried abt this 1, could b big. Im in class. IDK when 2 leave.
"Damn. Inuyasha, we have a problem," he states as he hurriedly replied back.
K we're on our way. We'll give Kaede's door 2 knocks to let u knw to come on out. Make up a excuse.
Inuyasha had already sense the danger. Way before the text, way before school began. He felt it this morning as he came upon the lizard demon he slaughtered. The only difference is that this morning it wasn't a strong enough to go on. This impulsion was strong, too stronger to be exact. It was one that almost rivaled Naraku's. Almost.
"Hey we need to get Kagz. I let you read the text she sent on our way over," Miroku stood up from his seat and adjusted his bookbag on his back. Inuyasha was already heading towards, and Miroku was on his heel.
"Where the hell do you two think you're going," Sango asked and she stopped brushing Kirara's hair and focused her attention on the two half-way through the door. Inuyasha continued only pausing for a brief second.
"We'll be back," Miroku replied as he winked and blew a kiss to Sango's disgusted face which rivaled the loud blush that dressed her cheeks. He was gone.
The two females left looked at one another before looking back where the boys once stood. Kirara signaled to Sango.
"Kirara?!" Sango blushes.
"Well that boy is a whore. Hot, but a whore."
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