InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Playgrounds of the Mind ❯ Legends and Legacies ( Chapter 4 )

Playgrounds of the Mind

Chapter Four: Legends and Legacies

[Disclaimer: Inuyasha is the property of Rumiko Takahashi]

Author's Note: A big shout out to my reviewers: Baka-Sama, Pyrotechnics, regina, tenshineko, Lady-Ravenclaw, sorena27, and Sailor Silver Moon. Thanks so much! ^_^

SPECIAL: I have a contest for you (it isn't that exciting, but) if you think you know what "Aureate Winters" refers to, let me know in a review.

Sango led Kagome through the large, double oak doors of the girl's dormitory, stopping at a list posted on the far right wall. Kagome looked around, impressed by the common room. It was spacious and airy, and was littered with large, comfy looking white chaises and matching couches. Dark teak wood lamps and end tables accompanied the furniture, a sharp contrast against the pale walls and thick white and gold rug on the floor. She was tempted to take off her shoes and run her feet over the plush carpeting. Live trees lined the floor-to-ceiling windows, which obviously needed a lot of upkeep. Sango was searching the list when she cried out.

"ah ha! Your room is only two away from mine, Kagome!" she squealed happily.

"Oh, wow, that's awesome", Kagome agreed, glad to be near a friend, or rather, someone she knew. Sango grabbed her arm again and practically carried her up the first floor landing, running through the halls shouting jubilantly. She came to a stop outside room 104.

"This is yours. Go check if your bags are inside, they usually distribute keys at the end of moving in period." Kagome opened the door and took everything in. The room was every bit as nice as the foyer downstairs, with plush carpeting, perfectly matching wallpaper, and a large, cushioned bay window. That's going to be a great place to read, Kagome mused. She then inspected her bags, lying in one corner.

"Everything seems to be in order", she barely got out before Sango grabbed her again.

"Great! Now come see mine!" Sango pulled her new comrade into room 101 and shut the door. Sango's room was similar, but with a slightly different color scheme. The room's inhabitant bent down and started ruffling though some luggage.

"Have a seat, Kagome. I'm just going to put up some posters and stuff." Kagome timidly sat down on the edge of the un-sheeted bed, afraid to touch all the expensive furniture. Sango pulled out a poster and some thumbtacks and went to work, cocking her head to the side, determining the best place for the particular poster. "So do you have any questions?"

"Oh, yeah", Kagome started, trying to figure out where to start. "Um, so tell me about your friends."

"Well, you saw them", the other girl laughed, "A bunch of guys who drive me mad most of the time. I'm not really friends with any of the girls here . . . don't know why . . guess they're all snobs. I mean, Kagura is unbearably arrogant, and I'm sure her sister is going to be just as bad, and Yura is a total psychopath. She once tried tying Inuyasha up with some synthetic hair from the theater department when he beat her at swordplay back in the freshman year physical education triathlon. The girl's totally nuts, stay away from her." Sango looked solemn for a moment, and then happily went back to flinging things out of her suitcase.

"She tried to tie him up with hair?" Kagome asked, somewhat skeptically.

"Uh huh, she's not to be crossed. Oh, and the way she dresses come Fridays, ugh! She's a total slut to boot!"

"Well, guess that doesn't leave too many choices for me", Kagome trailed off.

"I'm glad you're here, Kagome. Now I can finally have a gal pal", Sango smiled. Kagome smiled back. She shifted onto the bed, making herself a little more comfortable.

"So, how long have you know Inuyasha", Kagome asked, "and Miroku", she quickly added, not wanting to seem like a stalker.

"I've known both of them since we all started here, when we were fifteen. God, that seems so long ago! Time really flies by here." She looked plaintively up at the ceiling, "need to make every moment count." She scrutinized Kagome, "What exactly do you want to know?"

"Well, Inuyasha's nickname, for one. And yours, too. And why is Miroku so . . less than honorable?"

Sango laughed, "Well, lets see, Inuyasha "the Half-demon" West, huh? I think Kouga gave him that name. Kouga Wolfgang-Puck was kendo champ at his middle school, so he figured he'd be the same at Aureate Winters. Big mistake, since Inuyasha is the best", pride filtered into Sango's voice as she said the last statement, then suddenly she clouded over, "well, apart from Sesshoumaru, his brother. But in his class, he's the best. He beat Kouga, and Kouga took it pretty badly. He kept challenging Inuyasha to do-over matches, but still lost every time. And once he found out how good Sesshoumaru is, and that Sesshoumaru is known as "The Demon" or "The Demon Prince", and how much Inuyasha hates his brother, then Kouga, in an extraordinary flash of genius, came up with a derogatory spin on Sesshoumaru's nickname, and began calling Inuyasha "The Half-Demon", you know, implying that he's only half as good as Sesshoumaru." Sango stopped to breathe. "He was pissed about that all freshman year and, well, he's still mad about it." She smiled fondly. "He's got such a bad temper, but really, he's got a good heart deep down, although you'd never think it, looking at that cold-as-ice and hard-as-steel façade. Sesshoumaru's worse, though", she contemplated. Kagome the whole time had been chewing on a strand of loose hair, sitting on the edge of her seat as if in a suspense thriller. She was very intrigued by this Inuyasha. But she tried not to show it.

"And how about Sango "The Exterminator" Davis?" she teased, turning the subject away from Inuyasha.

"Well, again in freshman year, we were in a school-wide chemistry competition, and our class was working with mice. Some dumb moron, probably Kouga or Hiten, accidentally shoved the tank holding the mice over the edge of the lab table and they scattered everywhere. All the girls started screaming, and jumping up on the desks", Sango rolled her eyes at this, "and even some of the guys shrank back. Anyway, I felt sorry for the poor mice, you know, they were probably more scared than any of the humans. I scooped them up and let them free outside. End of story. Miroku thought I was so brave, he gave me the nickname, and it stuck. But hey, I love all animals, so it's fine. Whenever there's a furry friend in trouble, I'll be there to set him free!" Sango jumped up and pretended to be a senator, slamming her fist down on an invisible podium. Kagome was in tears from laughing so hard.

"If the story behind Miroku is this funny," she gasped, "I think my sides will split!"

"Nah, that story's boring. Basically, Miroku's dad couldn't keep his hands and eyes to himself, and you know what they say about the apple and the tree." Sango and Kagome looked at each other and burst out laughing helplessly again, slapping each other on the back to keep from choking.

"What do you think they're talking about", Miroku pondered. He took a sip of his latte.

"Who cares?" shrugged Inuyasha, trying to free the strands of his hair that had gotten caught in his bagel and cream cheese. Miroku observed this with a smirk.

"That's why I finally cut mine," he stated matter-of-factly.

"You said your mom made you cut it," Inuyasha interjected.

"Well, that too."

"You're a traitor, man. We used to be comrades in arms, the three musketeers, Sango, you and I. Now it's just Sango and I."

"Well, perhaps the lovely Kagome can join your ranks," Miroku jabbed his friend with his index finger.

"Isn't that your specialty? Initiation rites?" Inuyasha stirred his coffee with a silver spoon from the dinning hall, moving the whipped cream around in little circles.

"Ah, speaking of which . . .do you know of any all girl's schools around this area? You're practically a native Manhattanite."

"Forget it, Miroku. I don't need to be thrown off a ladder, again. Or have some girl try to strangle me with her bra."

"You should be honored! That was a D-cup!" Inuyasha sighed irritably at his friend's idiocy. Hopefully once he was laden down with homework he would stop begin so perverted. A hope in vain, probably. Miroku never let schoolwork get in the way of his true love and ambition.

"Really, aren't you the slightest bit curious about what kind of dirt Sango is dishing?"

"I don't have anything to worry about, fool. It's you I'd be worried about," Inuyasha snorted. "She's probably pulling up your criminal record from the police files as we speak."

Sango was currently describing the spectacular fight between Inuyasha and Hiten and Manten Brenner.

"They both fought him?" Kagome asked, amazed.

"Yeah, he boasted he could `take them both on' so that's how it happened. He wasn't kidding, it was great!"

"I wish I could have seen it," Kagome said dreamily.

"Oh, all the fights are recorded by the Kendo Club, so it's in the archives. I'll show you where it is later. Hey, we never finished our tour, did we?" Sango winked at Kagome and giggled. She looked down at her watch. "Oh! Time for first assembly! Come on!" Sango grabbed Kagome by her wrist in what was becoming a familiar way, and rushed out the door, slamming it behind her.

Okay, fourth chapter is up, others will be longer, just as I get some more time on my hands.

As always, reviews appreciated!