Authors note:
Congratulations!
You have reached chapter three! I hope you enjoy
Inuyasha disclaimer: Although it rips my heart in half to do this, I BirdHummingAlong solemnly disclaim Inuyasha. *wipes straying tear*
Chapter three Friends
Kagome slowly inhaled the sweet fragrance of dewy grass and fresh air, reveling in the bird songs twittering above her. She looked up and smiled sweetly at the trees, hoping to convey her appreciation to the lively voices that had guided her everyday to middle school.
But to day she would make a slight detour in her normal path, because now she was going to a new school—high school (dun Dun DUN). She shook away all frightend imaginings of her first day as she hooked her thumbs determinedly under her backpack straps, and traversed bravely on.
Kagome was fighting her way up a steep hill, seriously debating on whisking herself back to the feudal era right then and there with a bundle of dynamite, and blasting the damn uncaring pile of earth apart, when she stopped. Puzzlingly, the leaves around her had begun to fly in front of her, with the noise of wind lightly swooshing by, its sound echoing in her ear, as if she had just stuck a sea shell onto it.
The wind soon grew fierce and loud around her, whipping her hair out in front of her and lashing it into her face. The sound of fleeting steps came from behind her, so fast you could barely make out the part of silence between the feet pounding into the ground. This thing, what ever it was, was not human.
She flinched, and fumbled quickly for her none existant bow and arrow as she turned muscles tensed with adrenalin rush toward the monster. Only to find herself staring deep into pools of melted chocolate set in the frame of two somber eyes, and her hands not grasping for an arrow, but being gently caressed by two warm one's.
"K-Koga" she mumbled faintly, her cheeks raspberry red. He was a little too close for comfort.
"Kagome" he breathed, gripping her hands more firmly within his own. This is just the reaction he was looking for, she was speechless.
He decided to take it a step further as he began stroking her fingers. "wahh!" Kagome squealed as she jumped back.
Koga gawked at his empty hands, and then turned to the girl, now hiding behind a tree. This was an unexpected reaction.
"Ah- Kagome, would you like me to walk you to school?" he raised an arm and began to scratch nervously at the back of his head. When he had planned this out in his head, it had taken a far more romantic route, consisting ofexclamations of oh Koga you're so strong and fast and him carrying Kagome's love struck form into the school. But alas, he would reach that idealism in good time.
She stepped out from behind the tree and smiled sheepishly "sure lets walk to school together, I could sure use a good friend to find my classes with." She emphasized the word friend.
Koga ignored the enemy word of all male suitors, the word friend, and happily wagged his tail next to Kagome all the way school.
The ground flew by in a steady colorful blur beneath Inuyasha as he leaped through the trees, his mind in a distant sleepy fog, leaving him unobservant of the late summer vibrancy whizzing by him. Inuyasha was not a morning person; well at least he wasn't when it was a morning he had to go to school.
"Never, not even once have I lost a fight, not with my speed-"
Inuyasha's flowing steps through the tree's froze immediately as he heard a familiar, arrogant voice; and he began flapping his arms urgently like an excited baby bird as he teetered on the edge of a none-to-welcoming, gnarled tree branch. He looked down to see Koga grinning smugly, talking amiably and waiving his hands around excitedly about brave past times to an uncaring Kagome next to him. Who was staring anxiously at the seemingly too faraway entrance to the school, completely ignoring him in her angst.
Evidently the conversation was one sided, Inuyasha smirked as a mischievous idea bounced boisterously into his conniving mind; He cracked his knuckles, his eye's now lit with a devious fire, and jumped gracefully down, landing straight in front of Koga, so close they were irritably nose to nose.
"Boo" Inuyasha's eye's bugged.
"And then I dahhh… Inuyasha?" Koga's lively hands ceased moving as he finished his sentence bewildered. He stared angrily at the familiar, yet strangely annoying yellow orbs blinking innocently at him.
He was about to retort something he thought clever when Inuyasha wrinkled his nose and bent his eyebrows, as if disgusted; he then stepped to the side and yelled furiously "KOGA! Stop staring at Kagome's ass!"
The Wolf demon's face flushed beet red as he stuttered "I-I-I" and began stepping timidly backward as an equally red faced Kagome rounded sharply on him and began pacing menacingly towards him, all her anxious feelings for the first day of school clearly forgotten.
Inuyasha chuckled evilly at a job well done, and then slipped discreetly away to look at his class schedule. He frowned at it, it told him which class he was in, class A15, but it didn't give him his teacher's names. Frustrated, he squeezed the paper tightly in his fist; it crinkled weakly and then fell from his fingers in the thin, defeated form of baby powder. He needed to know who his English teacher was. He stomped angrily toward room A15.
A few yards behind a girl pink and blind with rage stumbled in the same direction. And a few yards behind her a wolf youkai staggered also in the same direction as Inuyasha, his ears, temporarily deaf from the wrathful screams of an angry woman, drooping in defeat.
She had had a feeling, well she admitted, a very small feeling, that he was a pervert. She was angry. For just one minute she turns her back, and he is already ogling her ass!
She marched into the room found her name on the seating chart and sat near the back of the room, glowering at the top of the desk, not noticing the hanyoi smirking triumphantly in the seat behind her. Or the wolf youkai stepping into his seat sulkily near the front of the room, rows away from her.
But wait a minute! She looked up suddenly, and no she did not notice the hanyoi or the youkai, she had realized something. It was the first day; she should be starting out fresh, she should be ready and eager to learn! She slammed her fist down on her desk in agreement with her thoughts, Inuyasha flinched in his seat behind her.
Nothing and no one could bring her down! This would be one of the best school years ever, if she had any say in it! Newly energized, she bent over into her backpack and brought her pen and note book out. She smiled looking out the window next to her, tapping her pen to a tune unknown by the puzzled hanyoi behind her.
What got in to her he wondered puzzled, crossing his arms in his seat, and that tapping noise was really starting to bug him "ahem" he coughed roughly, trying to get her attention. Nothing, the incessant tune continued. He leaned a little closer to her ear "mhhmm" his throat grumbled. Nothing, not even a flinch, she was no longer in this world. So he leaned into her ear "AAhemmchoo" he sneezed angrily.
The pen tapping stopped, she swiveled in her seat, and confronted him with accusing and revolted eyes. "Could you cover your mouth?—When you sneeze?" she glared at him for a moment and then turned around grumbling "eww gross, now I have hanyoi germs." Before she whipped around quickly " …wait a second, Inuyasha?" she had just realized that she knew the bad mannered sneezer.
"Yeah…" he mumbled, expecting another scolding; although her tone did sound different, kind of uncertain and reproachful.
"I'm Kagome if you don't remember, we met at the gazebo in Tokyo beach" she now graced him with one of her most dazzling smiles, hopping he would respond positively.
Hope is a weak thing
"Oh yeah Kockome" he looked up pretending to try and remember that night only three weeks ago, yeah, he remembered her just fine.
"It's Kagome" she stared at him
"Yeah Kogme" he tapped his finger on his chin, as if still trying to fully remember the whole night.
"Ka-Go-Me" she ground out
"Ah yes Ka-" his attention was diverted swiftly by Miroku, diving over and to nuggie Inuyasha's white frothy head.
"Inuyasha! Old boy" he exclaimed, sitting down next to a now ruffled looking Inuyasha.
Kagome watched them talk for a moment, disgruntled, before turning around to gaze expectantly at the incoming teacher. Psh boys.
The teacher was short and modestly stylish, with long dark hair, effortlessly floating about her waist as she set her bag down on the desk and began promptly writing something on the board. She was gorgeous, which was impressive for someone who looked to be within there forties.
Kagome watched her finish writing Izayoi Taisho on the board, and then flounce over to the front of her desk to smile brightly at the class.
"Good morning" her voice blared with good natured enthusiasm as she leaned casually on the edge of the desk "I am Mrs. Taisho!"
An outraged cry like that of an injured dog, resounded from behind Kagome. She turned dismayed, to look at the now furious Inuyasha behind her.
"Oh, hi honey!" Mrs. Taisho leaned over toward Kagome's side of the room, and waived undeterred at Inuyasha's now shaking, angry form.
Miroku nearly fell out of his seat in his fit of laughter.
Kagome laughed too, so this was Inuyasha's mother, very interesting…
In fact she liked Mrs. Taisho, who didn't seem to mind embarrassing her seething son, and seemed to actually enjoy the subject she taught, English. She also had a ruler, for playfully smacking the wrists of student's who either weren't paying attention, or were sleeping. She tended to only use it on Inuyasha.
The light, and annoying sound of a bell rang, waking Inuyasha up. He reached around his desk trying to find his alarm clock, then bolted right up, realizing he was still at school. He looked around now fully alert; everyone was standing up, grabbing their stuff and heading out the door.
He sniffed at the smell of bento being opened, and cafeteria food permeating the air. The smell now rendered Inuyasha hypnotized, it called to him. Possessed he turned toward Miroku and Kagome who were now chatting politely as they put there books into there bags.
"Let's go to the cafeteria —now" he demanded, still sniffing eagerly at the air.
"Sure" Miroku shrugged
"But I already pa-" Kagome had no time to finish her sentence, for Inuyasha, unwilling to wait any longer had grabbed her and Miroku's arms, and began pulling them incessantly towards the cafeteria.
"f-f-fine" she stumbled, as she quickened her steps to match his run. And then smiled, at least she wouldn't have to worry about who she was going to eat her lunch with today.
Because Inuyasha was so bent on getting to the cafeteria before the whole school, they got there first, literally first, as in no one was in the cafeteria except them and the lunch lady. You could talked to your own echo in that empty, large room.
Inuyasha got ramen, Miroku got udon, and Kagome just tagged along, because she had already packed a lunch.
They sat down at the nearest table, and the two boys began to dig barbarically into there food. They slurped and, sipped, and repeat. Kagome sat watching them, horrified. Where were there manners?
"Barbaric huh?" a familiar feminine voice popped next to her, she turned to see Ayume and another girl sitting next to her. The other girl smiled and reached her hand over Ayume to shake Kagome's.
"Hi, I'm Sango"
"Kagome" Kagome smiled brightly.
"Were in the same class, except I sit near the front, so I don't have to deal with Miroku's hands"
"Miroku's hands?" Kagome was confused, what about Miroku's hands? There seemed to be nothing special about them . she peered over at said hands, which were cupping a sloshing bowl of udon as he began guzzling the leftover broth.
How refined.
Sango retched one of Miroku's hands out of the udon bowl, and waved it at Kagome. "Meet, will you bare my child" Miroku ignored Sango and continued sipping his udon with his other hand. "And" she then with a cry of protest from the glutton, wretched the other hand away, this time more forcefully from the udon that dropped to the table, and waved it at Kagome "Mr. I really, really like soft curves"
"Oh…" Kagome now got the picture "so he's a pervert."
Sango had now gotten Miroku's full attention. His face screwed up in indignation. "Sango!" he cried outraged. "How dare you fill Kagome's pure, beautiful, little head with such filthy, retched lies! He pulled his hands away sternly from her grip, and reattached his attention back to his fallen udon.
Sango rolled her eyes, and then blanched. One of Miroku's hands, had not as she had believed, returned itself to the udon, but had instead set itself sneakily onto her knee. Her cheeks burned a deep red, and she quickly grabbed Kagome's arm and pointed blatantly at her defiled knee. Only to find it bare, as if the hand had never been there.
The sneaky bastard!
"What is it Sango?" Kagome asked, seriously concerned. Sango was still holding Kagome's arm, now frozen in anger; how could she ever convince Kagome that Miroku was a lecher, that she had to be wary of?
" Sango are you okay?" Kagome stared at her.
Miroku smiled deviously behind his bowl of udon.
Kagome laid satisfied under the shade of the Ginboku tree, reflecting happily over her first week of school. It was perfect; she had new friends, and great teachers. Everyday she would banter with Miroku and Inuyasha in the morning, and then at lunch she would talk with Ayume and Sango about the boy's horrible eating manners. Sometimes even Koga and Hojo would hang out with them. And yes, she had made up with Koga, albeit a bit grudgingly.
Although Sango had some funny qualities about her; she would tend to stop Kagome midsentence, and point looking shocked to her body parts, as if something had been there that shouldn't. Kagome really liked Sango, and was glad they were friends, even though she had her weird habits.
Kagome got up and yawned, time to patrol the Village, she had to get her duties done so that tonight she could hang out at the beach Gazebo with her friends. She collected her things, skipped away from the tree. Where she hadn't noticed two golden eyes watching her.
Authors note: Yeah I'm sorry, not much romance yet—these things take time. But soon there should be some damsel in distress action... or something like that..