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That's Life For Ya!

Chapter 2: Uncommon Meetings

"Y'know, Mom, you could've have gotten me up a little earlier than eight o'clock!" Kagome cried.

It had been only three days since Kagome and her family had moved into the Minami Prefecture of Kyoto, which left not much time for the dark-haired lass to unpack her belongings, much less get ready to go to her new school.

"Now, dear, I told you to double check all of your boxes in case you had forgotten something," Kagome's mother said, eating a slice of radish with her miso soup. "Besides, we can always buy you a new clock. What about today after school?"

Kagome frowned as she turned towards her mother, her hands preoccupied with cleaning her dishes. "But you forget that my new school gets off at four thirty! And you'll at work by that time!" She sighed inwardly as she remembered her family's new schedule. Which leaves me to do most of the cooking now, since Mom is no longer a housewife.

"Then what about next Sunday?" Mrs. Higurashi suggested.

"Okay," Kagome said. Just give in, and we can let the whole subject drop.

"Hey, Sis?" asked Souta. "Don'cha think you should get going about now? It's ten minutes after eight." His chopsticks, temporarily used as a directional tool, were pointed at the clock that hung on the wall. Sure enough, the hands were on 8:10. This, also sure enough, made Kagome shriek in horror.

"Hey! Hey! Will you just get up already!"

A groggy voice groaned in response to the demanding shouts.

"Master, will you please get up? I'm not going to ask you again!"

"Then, don't!" shouted the still groggy voice. The person who owned that voice was a young man, around his mid-teens, and most likely, a hater of mornings. The boy, his head tucked snuggly under his pillow, huffed, pulled his blanket up over his shoulders, and began concentrating on the bliss of slumber land.

An old man, supposedly around his mid-sixties, frowned deeply at the belligerent teenager. The wrinkles on his face from long years of taking care of this boy were many, and made the man feel and look much older than he should have. Looks like I have no other choice but to use the ultimate technique.

Sighing deeply, the old man leaned down to the snoring pillow-head, and whispered, "If you do not get up, m'lord, I will have to request your brother to get you up."

This got the boy's immediate attention.

"Myouga, if you so as much get within three meters of that intercom, I will knock your block off." The boy's seething glare was earth-shattering. However, his tousled hair, which stuck out in almost every direction, seemed to diminish the head of his gaze, and made him look quite ridiculous.

"Y-yes, m'lord," said Myouga as he withheld a chuckle.

The young man then yanked off his blanket, nearly flinging it across the room. "I'll get up now, if it'll make you shut up," he growled.

"Yes, m'lord," said the attending man. He stood—albeit hunched over—and watched the grouchy young man slam the bedroom door behind him. Sometimes I wonder if I should've taken that job over in Tokyo… Oh well.

"I knew I should've looked for this place yesterday! Now I don't know which way to go!" Kagome stared at the map in her hand, trying to figure out if the turn on the paper meant a left or right. She didn't realize that the second right turn down the street she was on would lead her to the front gate of the school, making any random passerby feel sorry for her. "I'll just go this way!" She said with a frustrated sigh, walking in the opposite direction of the school.

For Kagome, it was quite unusual to get lost, seeing as she was able to get around her old hometown blindfolded. But that was back at her hometown, Tokyo. Now, she was in a completely different town. It was something Kagome was going to have to get used to, despite her late night wishes of all this to be a dream.

As she continued to stare at her poorly-drawn map, Kagome failed to notice any people around her, especially the person who was walking directly towards her.

The person had his head down and adorned a cap with a large bill, making any sort of notation of a person coming at him completely obscured. With those odds, it was like seeing a train wreck in the making, and then…

CRASH!

"Ow!"

"Shit!"

Immediate impact. The map that Kagome had held so firmly was now slowly floating towards the ground, and the cap was now lying next to the fallen body of the young man. Kagome rubbed the back of her head, feeling aches in almost all the rest of her body. She opened her eyes to see the young man tugging at his hat, which he had quickly pulled back on. What's with him? Kagome questioned silently before she opened her mouth to apologize. "Um, I'm sor-"

"Can't you watch where you're going, stupid?!"

The shout sent a startled jolt through Kagome, leaving her to squeak in surprise. However, it didn't take more than a second for her to register his words, and for her to become agitated. "Hey! Who are you calling 'stupid', jerk!? I was going to say 'I'm sorry', but with that attitude, I'll take it back!" Pulling herself up, she brushed the dirt off her skirt angrily.

"Whatever," the young man grumbled, pulling himself up and grabbing his school bag. As he passed by Kagome, something about his appearance struck her with a hunch.

She whirled around to face his retreating figure, and shouted out to him, "Hey! Do you go to Muchitsujo High School?"

"That's none of your damn business!" The boy shouted back.

I'll take that as a yes, thought Kagome, dashing after the young man, bag and map in hand. "Hey! Wait up! I'm a new student at Muchitsujo, so if we go together-"

"Who said 'we'?! Just leave me alone, you stupid girl!"

"Who're you calling a 'stupid girl', you jerk!"

A/N: I'll give you three guesses as to who the guy is, and the first two don't count. You'll find out who it is anyway in the third chapter (meaning no more 'young man' this and 'boy' that for me, yay!). If this chapter wasn't funny, then I apologize. And if Kagome wasn't IC, then I apologize even more. Review if you want, be it flame, concrit, or praise. CYA