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Chapter Four: The First Place Bitch!
Miroku struggled to reach the doors Sango had walked out of ten minutes ago. Damn, Kagome had yelled at him, and now all of the school had to get in his way of the doors. Only twenty feet away, a girl grabbed his arm and turned him around. "Miroku!" She flung herself into his arms and kissed his cheeks. "Long time no see, love!"
He looked down at the girl and frowned. "Koharu? What are you doing here?"
And what was the hottest girl in school doing talking to the second hottest guy? He 'wasn't good enough' to be talked to by her any more. Pushing her away, he looked back at the doors. She clung like a lich, though, making him grunt in annoyance.
"Wanna dance, cutie?"
"Not really." He was final free and nearly ran to the exit. Koharu frowned as she watched him go. For whatever reason he liked that second place whore, Koharu would discover it and make the girl pay.
He heard her cries before he saw her. In a flash he was at her side, his arms around her, holding her, whipping away her tears and turned her face to look at her. "I told you it wasn't me." He said, soothing her hair back away from her eyes. Sango tried to laugh, but more tears flowed out instead. He held her for a long time, just whispering to her, rocking her.
Inuyasha poked Kagome when she fell asleep at the table. She jumped up, her cat ears falling to the floor. "Sit boy!" Inuyasha's eye brow lifted in a humored questioning look. "I'm not a real dog, sweetheart." He poked her again, just for good measure. "Remember that."
She groaned and turned her head. "Are they back yet?" He shook his head and pointed to the four sleeping, sugar filled kids at the next table.
"I think we should take them back to your place. Your mom will take them all in, right?" Kagome chuckled and nodded. "Good, then I'll go sniff out the other two. I swear," he added, holding up a finger when she giggled. "You say it, I'll hurt you."
"I wasn't gonna." Though she had been.
He didn't believe her, but let it go. "Sesshoumaru and Kikyo left about ten minutes ago. So that means we get to cart the kids to the car alone."
"Yay." Kagome said sarcastically. "I call Rin. She's lightest."
Inuyasha smirked. "Never carried Shippo, have you?"
"Damn."
Inuyasha walked outside and saw the two sitting on the stairs, Sango in Miroku's arms and the boy's hand was nowhere near her ass. Surprising, but not earth tilting. He was about to call out when he heard Sango suck in a breath. That sound was only made when women cried. He turned a hauled ass back inside, closing the door lightly, but running into the still tired Kagome.
"Look out there!" he said, pointing wildly. "They are together, she's crying! He did something bad!"
Kagome hit Inuyasha with her tail. "Sit, boy!" He grabbed a chair and sat. "He didn't do anything. He told us earlier about what most likely happened with the letter. Maybe he was right about Koha . . ."
"Hi, Kagome!"
Her blood froze. "Crap," she said under her breath. "Koharu! Wow, so good to see you!" Not! Die, bitch! Burn in hell! "High school has been treating you well, it seems."
Koharu laughed and hugged her. "Yes, it's been great!" I hate you. Die! "What a great costume!" Eww! What gave you such a stupid idea?
"Thanks!" I know you hate it. That's why I'm wearing it! "That costume looks great on you! A princess. It suits you, well." Prissy princess. Yep, it fits! Showing that after the invitation. Bitch! You did send the letter! I'll kill you dead! "I'm guessing you're looking for Miroku?"
"Oh, no, I've found him already. I'm looking for Sango. Do you know where she is?" Crying her second place little heart out I bet. Ahahaha! "I wanted to wish her luck for the Christmas Ball. You know, the school will be voting for Winter Queen. I wanted to say 'Good Luck' since I don't get to see her at school."
Kagome wanted to kill her. "I'll tell her. She went home a moment ago. Miroku took her home, actually." Ha! Hope you roast on that, you pain in the butt!
"Really?" SAY WHAT? What the hell was he doing talking to a second rate beauty when first rate was perfectly willing. "Well, say hi to them both for me." She blew a kiss at Inuyasha, who fell out of his chair in disgust. "Bye-bye!"
"Ewewew!" He yelled, grabbing his cheek as if touched by poison! "Soap! I need soap!" As he jumped up to run to the bathroom, Kagome watched the girl walk through the gym toward the front entrance. Away from Miroku and Sango.
"She didn't really kiss you, moron! Now come on, we have to get Sango and Miroku."
They walked out the doors and saw Sango asleep in Miroku's arms, his forehead resting against her's. From the distance they didn't hear him whisper to her. "I wish I could have been your prince."
Sango woke to the sound of several people laughing in the kitchen. But the kitchen was on the wrong side. Looking around, Sango realized she was lying on Kagome's living room floor, Miroku sleeping near by. In fact, had he turned slightly to his left, his arm would have covered her own. Then again, with the size of the floor and the number of guests Kagome had sleeping in her house, it was a surprise that everyone didn't touch something.
She looked down at him, his face cleaned of the red face paint, his robes gone and replaced by sleeping pants and a T-shirt that said 'I need a nap!' She giggled and moved a lock of dark hair away from his face. He shifted, opened his eyes a bit. A small smile crossed his face as he reached out and touched her face. She straightened and looked down at him.
His face seemed closer, his eyes glassy. "What a face to see in dreams," he whispered before closing his eyes again. Sango was wide eyed, but moved away slowly.
"Please don't wake up." She chanted, sitting up and crawling away toward the couch. She rose and walked to the kitchen, looking at the group of people. The four kids, Souta, Kohaku, Rin and Shippo, all sat laughing at a joke she hadn't caught. Kagome, Grandpa and Kagome's mom were making breakfast.
And Inuyasha sat beside Buuyo on the floor, with his dog-ears on. Buuyo liked having someone else with ears to play with. She sighed and began to walk in when Kagome caught the motion. "Hey, Sango. Good morning. Want something to eat?" Sango nodded and sat next to Kohaku. "Good. Mom is making enough pancakes to feed the school for a week."
They laughed and Kagome set a glass of orange juice in front of her best friend. "Thanks." Sango said, smiling.
The smile faded when Miroku walked, no, stumbled into the kitchen. "Head," he said, groaning. "Hurt. Pain!" He fell into the chair next to Sango and put his hurting head on the table with a thump that sure as hell didn't help the pain.
"Um, Miro?" Shippo asked, poking his brother with a spoon. "Are you gonna die?"
"Yes . . ."
"Cool. I get your CDs, right?"
"If you like Seal, Enya and Dido." Shippo made a face and went back to joking around with his friends. Inuyasha chuckled. Those were the last CDs Miroku would listen to and Inuyasha knew it. In fact, he knew every CD in his best friend's collection.
Sango and Kagome smiled as they both handed out plates, for they, too, knew what Miroku listened to. Stuff like Move, Kid Rock, Linkin Park, Cold, Saliva . . .The stuff that was good played loud. (A/N I'm American and know only know three Japanese bands! Move is awesome!) Sango set out chopsticks and Kagome's mom put the food on the table. Everyone rushed forward. Well, the boys did. The girls just sat waiting their turn as the males pigged out. When half was gone, Miroku began hitting the others and letting the girls get what they wanted.
Buuyo was ready to pig down on anything that wasn't being paid attention to, and Inuyasha ended up with a third of his plate in the cat's stomach.
Sango watched Miroku slowly eat his eggs, sip tea, and munch on toast. No one seemed to notice her watching the boy, but she blushed none the less. Why am I blushing? She asked herself, looking down at her own food. He's an old friend, nothing more. Why do I keep thinking there can be more between us? She shook her head, as if that would clear it. Nothing will come between my being his friend, though. Nothing and no one will take my friend from me.
The 'invitation'. What a stupid idea. And signing it as 'H'? Whoever had written it must have known Miroku would go as a monk. Smart, yet at the same time, an idiotic idea. Wouldn't a smart person have figured she'd ask about it? Wouldn't a smart person have asked about it? Maybe, maybe not. The 'ifs' and 'ors' of life.
Okay, everyone, next chapter is . . .I'll finish that line in the next chapter.
Mwahahaha! Evilness!
