InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Tangled Webs ❯ College Life ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Salami Queen 
Re-post. Introduction to some unorthodox relationships. R&R
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 06.23.2010 | Pages: 7 | Words: 6.4K | Visits: 612 | Status: Work In Progress
Re-post. Introduction to some unorthodox relationships. R&R
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 06.23.2010 | Pages: 7 | Words: 6.4K | Visits: 612 | Status: Work In Progress
AN: Okay, so anyone stumbling across this story should know that it is an OLD one. I originally posted it about six years ago, but I never got around to actually finishing it. That is the goal here. I am reposting the story chapter by chapter (Although this particular chapter use to be two separate ones. Don't expect every chapter to be this long ^_^) as I correct speeling and grammar errors, and one or two cultural references. I'm not making any other changes to the original chapters (even though I totally think my writing has improved over the past few years) Only because the goal is simply to finish the story (and maybe have some fun with the characters along the way)
You'll find the first four chapters posted under a (slightly) different author name as five chapters. This is because I have no way of accessing the profile. I don't remember the password (haven't signed in in five years) and I have long since stopped using the email adress. Did you know that if you don't use a hotmail adress for a certain period of time it deactivates and goes back into the shuffle? Well, neither did I. So, I'm expecting someone, somewhere to accuse me of plagiarism, but for the record I'm not. I wrote the original chapters, I posted them, and I am reposting them. You can complain to the original author if you want but you won't get a response, since I am she, and I can't access that account. Anyway, enough with my rambling, on with the story
Tangled Webs
College Life (pt 1 and 2)
This was not good. Her silky ebony hair was furiously pushed out of her stormy blue eyes as she looked around her side of the room. She had thrown almost everything that had once been inside her drawers onto the floor in a desperate, not to mention fruitless, search for a particular green duotang. It was a miracle she hadn't destroyed the whole room in the process. Oh yeah, this was definetly not good.
She grabbed a pillow from her bed, stuffed her face into it and screamed bloody murder. While she was doing this, unbeknownst to her, a girl the same age as her with dark brown hair and matching eyes walked in, took one look at the other girl, and continued her way to her own desk.
Most people probably would have found the sight strange, but the brown-haired beauty was use to her friend's antics. She just had to wait until she stopped screaming and acting crazy.
Which she did....
Five minutes later.
Amazingly, her voice wasn't hoarse as she turned to her friend and said bewilderedly, "Sango, when did you come in?"
"A couple minutes ago. I didn't want to disturb your little....episode,"
"Oh...."
"Mind if I ask why your acting like a crazy woman, Kagome?"
"No,"
"Okay, why are you acting like a crazy woman, Kagome?"
"I can't find my history paper. It's due today and he said it's worth 40% of our grade,"
"Did you bother to check in your book bag?"
"Oh yeah!" she said as she started digging through her stuff, looking for her book bag. Sango simply shook her head and turned back to the book she had opened when Kagome had still been having her tantrum. When she finally emerged with her bag, she dug through it, and pulled out a thick forest green duotang that had to have at least seventy printed sheets of paper in it.
"That's your history paper? Looks more like a novel,"
"He said to make it detailed,"
"Well, I think you've accomplished that,"
"Aren't you going to class?"
"My first class was pushed back an hour. I'm leaving at ten, but I had to let coach keep me back in practice for an extra hour."
"That sucks,"
"Yeah, I don't really want to be running sprints past seven pm."
"Okay....well, I'd better get going. I'm already late as it is," the ebony haired girl said, putting on a heavy black jacket, slinging her bag over her shoulder, her hand already on the doorknob when her friend called her back.
"Um, Kagome?"
"Yeah?"
"You're going to class in that?"
Kagome looked down at what she was wearing: a pair of baby blue pyjama bottoms with clouds all over them and a white baby tee with a bright green hemp leaf printed on it and the words "Sixth Day of My Seven Day Weekend" over it.
"Um....new style?"
"At least you'll be comfortable when you fall asleep in class,"
"Hey! I don't fall asleep THAT often,"
Sango looked at her skeptically for a moment, then said, "You'd better get going or else you'll be late,"
"Right. I'll see ya after class," were the last words Sango heard before the girl sped from the room.
^_^
Kagome stretched wearily as the students around her collected their things and filed down the stairs to leave the class. She quickly slid her books into the black bag and swung it over her shoulder before following them out of the auditorium-like classroom.
Once outside, her only thought was to get any kind of food substance into her stomach, even if that meant cafeteria food. However, she had to shove aside her appetizing thoughts when she heard her name called just as she had stepped out into the late spring sun. She turned to see a tall, handsome boy about her age running up to her. His black hair was pulled back in a small ponytail, though it still left bangs to frame his deep brown eyes. The most noticeable, and possibly most attractive, thing about him was his wide smirk. As soon as he reached her, he slipped his arm around the small of her back and gave her a deep, passionate kiss with perhaps a smidge to much tongue.
She placed her hands on his chest and quickly shoved him away, though he didn't go to far since his arm was still around her waist. "What the hell, Miroku!"
"I just wanted to say hello,"
"Well, people don't usually greet each other with their tongues." His eyebrow shot up and she started to stutter, "Well...yeah, they do but, they...Oh! You know what I mean!"
"Is something wrong Kagome?"
"I just don't like having someone stick their tongue down my throat in public,"
"How about in private?"
She shook him off, giving him a push so he stumbled back and quickly turned on her heel to resume her walk to the campus cafeteria. Miroku quickly caught up with her and fell into step beside her, though he made no move to put his arm around her again. "What's with you today?" he asked quietly.
"Sorry," she replied, "I'm just a little on edge about my paper,"
"Oh yeah, 40% of the mark...that's harsh." She stopped in her tracks, staring at him incredulously. He stopped and looked back at her. "What?"
"You were actually listening to me?"
"Of course, I listen to everything you say,"
She walked closer to him and said, "And here I thought you were staring at my boobs,"
He slipped an arm around her shoulders and said, "Well, that too,"
When they entered the cafeteria, Kagome went straight to the rather large line and Miroku joined his friends at a table placed in a corner. However, when Kagome retrieved her food, she didn't join him, nor anyone else. She simply found an empty table and sat down, pulling out her iPod, a pad of paper and a pencil before flipping on the player and 'enjoying' her cafeteria spaghetti. As a Frightened Rabbit song blasted into her ears, she started writing into the new notepad.
She started tapping the pencil against the notepad to the beat of the music, her food lay forgotten for now, as she quietly sung a few lyrics of the song. "When it's all gone, something carries on. And it's not morbid at all. Just when nature's had enough of you. When my blood stops, someone else's will not. When my head rolld off, someone else's will turn. And while I'm alive, I'll make tiny changes to ear-"
"Wow, you should stop singing, your killing all living things in a ten mile radius of you," she heard on top of the music and looked up to see two golden orbs staring back it her, a hint of amusement behind them. She looked a bit lower and saw the smirk on his lips. She looked lower and saw that she could clearly see the definition of his muscles under his shirt. She stopped herself from looking any lower.
Lowering the headphones, she looked back into those golden orbs, the ones she had sometimes thought could see straight into her soul, and said, "Hey Inuyasha, what's up?" as he took a seat across from her.
"Well, here's a newsflash for ya. You can't sing for shit,"
"Your words make my heart go pitter pat," she drawled, closing the notepad and going back to her food.
"I try," he said, smirking as he bit into his apple, adjusting the baseball cap on his head.
"So....how are things going with that icicle you call a girlfriend?"
"How are things going with that pervert you call a boyfriend?"
Kagome looked up at him, a grin playing at her lips, "You do know he's one of your best friends, right?"
"That doesn't make him any less of a pervert,"
"I suppose....you know you didn't answer my question,"
"I know," he said, apparently more interested in the apple then in the conversation.
She gave it a few moments of silence then...."Inuyasha!"
"Alright, alright," he said, sounding annoyed, though the glint in his eyes told different. "It's going pretty good with Kikyou. We're going out tomorrow night,"
"Are you...." it was far from a question.
"Yeah, to that new club, Buraja no Kuroi,"
"Hmmm....well, I hope you enjoy yourself." She looked back down at her food, opened her notebook and once again started writing.
"Kagome, what's wrong?"
"Hmm? What makes you think there's something wrong?"
"Keh. We've known each other so long I know you better than you know yourself,"
"I seriously doubt that," she said, mumbling under her breath.
"Well, I don't. Now tell me what is wrong,"
"Oh, it's nothing, just that we were supposed to study tomorrow night. You know, for the philosophy exam,"
"Oh! I completely forgot,"
"I can tell,"
"Well...how about we study today,"
"How do you know I don't have plans?"
Inuyasha gave her a hard look that stated loudly and clearly 'You? Plans? HA!'
"Well, you don't have to assume. Alright, I'll see you tonight, sixish?"
"Yeah, that's fine," he said as he got up from the table. "See you then," he said, too nonchalantly for Kagome's tastes, before joining Miroku and the rest of his friends at the table.
Kagome sighed down at her chocolate pudding, thankful that, atleast this time, she hadn't blushed.
^_^
Sango walked down the hall towards the girls changeroom, her gym bag clutched in her hand. When she was about to turn a corner, she almost collided with a solid object. A solid object that smirked mischieviously down at her. "Hi, Miroku,"she said a bit tiredly.
"Well, hello Lady Sango. And how are you this fine morning?"
"I'm alright....what are you doing here?"
"Well, I *am* on the track team,"
"No, I mean, what are you doing here....so close to the girls changeroom.....? You know, actually I don't want to know,"
He picked up her hand and went into a ridiculously low bow, and said, "I swear my intentions were purely-,"
"Perverted? Yeah, I know," she said, ripping her hand out of his grasp. As soon as she did so, her cell phone rang and she quickly pulled it out of her bag. Turning her back to the boy, she said into it, "Hello? Oh hey hun....what? Uh huh....oh that's too bad....tomorrow? Yeah, I think I can make it.....Buraja no Kuroi? Alright, I'll be there, eight o'clock....Yeah, I'll meet you there," she closed it quickly and slid it back into her bag before turning back to Miroku....
Who had disappeared from sight.
Though it didn't take long for her to locate him because a few moments later, she heard a lout, high-pitched "HENTAI!!" come from the direction of the girls' changeroom.
Sango grudgingly walked in the direction of the scream to beat a certain hentai into a bloody pulp.
^_^
Kagome lay sprawled on her bed, flipping through a large text book. She had cleaned up her side of the room as soon as she had gotten back home. Well, cleaned wasn't exactly the word. She had picked up slightly more than half her things and stuffed them into her drawers and closet, and then she had put everything else into the hamper. Sure, there were books and candles sitting in there with her dirty laundry and freshly laundered clothes, but so what? She coukd fix everything else up later. All that mattered was that, right now, it LOOKED clean.
She had also changed into a tight black tank top and black sweats, her hair carefully combed out of her face. It was almost six, afterall.
As she read a particularly 'interesting' passage on Karl Marx, she heard a light tapping in the door before she called out, "Who's there?"
"The Grim Reaper!" called out a slightly muffled voice from the other side of the door.
"Come in, koinu," she said, trying her best to look like she was completely engrossed in the book.
He walked in, carrying two text books with him and a large notebook, dressed in a black sweatshirt and blue jeans, a small cellphone clipped to them, and sat down on her bed before he said, "Don't you think I'm to old for you to be calling me that?"
"Yeah, but your still just as immature as a puppy. So, I figured we could start by reading a few passages on the more modern philosphers, test each other, then move on to the more world reknown ones. You know, Socrates,..."
"Sounds good to me," he said as he got up, leaving the books on the bed and pulling something out of the pocket of his blood red hoodie. He walked over to her stereo and in a few moments, it was blasting out his Linkin Park cd. When he came back to the bed, her back was up against the headboard and her knees were sticking up high in the air. He sat down in the same spot and pulled open his notebook writing...something in it. Almost a half hour passed by in a less than comfortable silence, Inuyasha writing absently in the notebook and Kagome rereading the same page over and over again trying to get the information in her head as she glanced up at him every ten seconds, before she noticed that his nose was twitching.
She looked up at him and an eyebrow shot up. His eyes were half-closed and his nose was high in the air, as though he were trying to sniff something out.
"Something wrong?"
He opened his eyes completely and said, "You smell good Kagome,"
"Do I?" she said, a slight pink tinge adorning her cheeks
"Yeah. What perfume do you use. I wanna get some for Kikyou,"
She sighed inwardly and looked back at her book, "I don't where perfume,"
"Well, you smell really good,"
She looked up at him with half-lidded eyes, the blush getting deeper, and said, "Um, well....thanks, I guess" A few more minutes passed in silence, not quite as comfortable as before. Then Kagome said, "What are you doing?"
"Drawing,"
"Drawing what?"
"A picture of you,"
"Really?" she said, sitting up and looking at him apprehensively.
"Yeah, you wanna see it?"
"Yeah," she said, now up on her knees. However, her excitement deflated as soon as he showed her the picture. It was actually of an ogre with the limp body of some demonic creature in it's arms. It was very good, but that wasn't exactly a good thing. There was definitely, too much detail. "Jerk," she said, throwing a pillow at his head.
"You know it," he said, moving his head out of the way easily.
"Bite me,"
"Don't tempt me,"
She ducked her head to cover the blush that he had unknowingly brought about and lay forward on the bed to look down at her book. No sooner had she cleared her mind enough to actually focus on the words did the phone ring. She groaned audibly as she pushed herself to her knees on the bed and leaned over to pick up the phone. However, Inuyasha had already snatched it away. "Hello?" he said into it.
"Give me the phone," she said absently, holding out her hand.
"Miroku! What's up?"
"Give it," she hissed, trying to rip out of his grasp.
He lightly shoved her aside and said, "Yeah, she's here....Nah, we're just studying...uh huh....o~kay," he said as he pulled the phone away and shook his head as e handed it over.
"Hello? Oh hi Mir-sweety...uh huh....uh huh....uh huh....o~kay. Why? If you don't mind me asking....Alright, if you want. What time? Okay....bye, hun,"
"Well?" asked Inuyasha as she put down the phone.
"Well what?"
"Are you going?"
"He told you?"
"Why wouldn't he? Are you going to the club or not?"
She gave him a strange look and said, "Why do you want to know?"
"I just do, that's why,"
"Why do you care?"
"I don't!" he said, looking back down at the book, covering his eyes with his bangs.
Kagome sighed and said, "Yeah, I'm going,"
"Good. It'll be fun,"
"Sure, for you maybe," she mumbled under her breath
"Why do you say that?"
"I'm....just not really in the mood for a party,"
"It's not a party, it's a club,"
"What's the difference?"
"No noise limit,"
"Wow, you are inspiring so much confidence in me, it's not even funny,"
"Come on, it'll be fun. Me and Kikyou will be there," he offered.
She stared him straight in the eye, gave him a blank look and drawled out a simple, "Joy,"
He stared at her curiously, then asked, "What do you have against Kikyou?"
"I don't know. I think it has something to do with the fact that she's an emotionless android programmed by a mad scientist to prepare the world for his takeover,"
'And that she's lucky enough to be your girlfriend but she fully doesn't deserve you,' she added, though failed to voice that part
"Um...and where exactly did that come from?"
"I'm a very imaganitive person," she answered easily, shifting her weight on the bed so that she was on her side and looking at him. "Seriously though, what do you see in her?"
He looked at her for a moment, considering lieing to her, but decided against it. This was Kagome afterall, he had known her since highschool and was his best friend. "She understands me. I....feel like she understands me. Plus she's really hot,"
An inelegant snort escaped Kagome and though Inuyasha thought it was because she didn't think his girlfriend was good-looking, it was actually because Kikyou looked just like her, but he had never referred to her as 'hot'. "Is that it? She understands you?"
"Um....well, she's also really smart and she cares about me."
'And I don't?' but she only said, "Yes, someone that cares for you....very rare," she said dryly.
"You know what I mean. Plus, she's good in bed,"
"Inuyasha! Do I *look* like one of your guy friends to you?"
"Well...." he said, as though he were actually considering the question.
She made a disgusted face and said, "You're disgusting. Remind me to never come over to your dorm after you've spent time with Kikyou. Who knows what I'll find,"
"Well, you don't have to stay away all the time. You should definitely come over when it'll be just me and you and we'll have hours alone," then he winked suggestively and her heart fluttered while at the same time she wondered why so many guys at this school were such giant flirts.
Okay, so Inuyasha wasn't really a flirt. And he really only said these kinds of things to her. And he never meant it, she knew he was only joking around. But still, he had a girlfriend!
Outwardly, while she was fighting the blush threatening to creep across her face, she scowled and said, "Yeah, we could get a lot of studying for philosophy class done,"
"Oh, I'll be studying, but not Philosophy,"
"Bio, then?" As soon as Inuyasha's lips kicked up in a grin she regretted saying that. But he really was taking a biology class!
"You know me. I just appreciate the human body, especially when it bares the name Kagome,"
"Your gross,"
"You know you love me,"
"Unfortunately," she drawled turning back to her book and flipping her hair over her shoulder, a pointed action indicating that she was ignoring him.
Inuyasha was never one to take a subtle hint.
"Hey, Kago~me....I just realized something,"
"........."
"We're all alone in this dorm room, AND the door is locked,"
"......so?" she asked hesitantly.
His grin widened and he said, "You. Me. Alone. In a locked bedroom. I think the conclusion is pretty clear,"
"Cut it out Inuyasha, we have to study. We can't do that if you keep making stupid jokes,"
'Who says I'm joking,' he thought ruefully. Forcing on his usualy arrogant smirk, he said, "Sure, I know how much YOU need to study,"
"Yeah, not everyone can sleep in, not study and ditch class and still somehow make it on to the Dean's List,"
"Your not jealous, are you?"
"Of you? Hardly,"
"Now, now Kagome, green is not a nice colour on you,"
"Now you tell me. After years of wearing that hideous uniform,"
He smiled at her before laying down on Sango's bed and staring at the ceiling with a thoughtful expression. He was thinking about his favourite subject: girls. But more specifically, he was thinking about Kikyou, his girlfriend, and Kagome, his best friend. He had started dating Kikyou a few months ago, since close to the beginning of the year, less than a month after he had met her. He was not unaware of the quite obvious resemblance between her and Kagome, and he sometimes wondred if that was the reason he had first asked her out.
Unbeknnownst to anyone except for himself, he'd had a crush on Kagome since they were both sixteen, less than a year after they had met and become friends. Then, before they had graduated, it had blossomed into more than that. It was more than just a crush, he was seriously interested in her. Then they had both been excepted to Kyoto University, the second best university in the country, and he had taken it as sign. Of course, he had been excepted to the University of Tokyo, THE number one university in Japan, but that had never been considered into the equation. They had both been easily excepted into Kyoto and he figured that meant they should be together.
Of course, he WAS going to ask her out at graduation, but his friends had dragged him away right after the ceremony to get the "refreshments" for the graduation party. In other words, since he had turned eighteen a month earlier, he was legal and could buy beer and liquor for their last highschool party. The next time he had seen her was at the party....he had been drunk....she had not been.....he didn't remember much. That was probably his first mistake.
She had been really upset and didn't talk to him for almost a month. They entered college and she seemed to be finally getting over whatever it was he had done. She had never told him. They were hanging out like they use to and she seemed to be her old self again, cracking jokes and having fun in his presense, flashing him that smile that seemed to make her whole face light up. Gods, how he loved that smile.
He somehow managed to sum up the courage to ask her out on a real, all or nothing date. He was going to bring their relationship to a new level, and he was scared as hell. There was, of course, her reaction to think about. She could easily reject him, crush his hopes in one fell swoop. But there was also a slightly bigger issue of the friendship. If she said no, it would ruin the friendship because there would always be that black cloud hanging over him of how she didn't want him in that way. If she said yes, it would ruin the friendship. They would become something else, something more, and if it didn't work out, he doubted they could go back to simply being friends. No animosity.
Turns out, he didn't have to worry about it. He invited her over to his dorm room to have 'the' conversation with her, and it was here that he made his second mistake. He had introduced her to his roommate, Miroku, when he had come back from a class. They had talked, he had hit on her, and she had kindly turned him down. Inuyasha figured it would end there and that he could ask her another time, since he obviously couldn't ask her with Miroku sitting right there. But it didn't end there....obviously.
They started talking, hanging out at lunch and whatnot, and they became friends. That was okay, he could live with that, it had been harmless at the time. But as he tried to start up a conversation where he could ask her, things kept coming up. He had asked her once, said quite clearly in a voice that could have almost passed for calm "Do you wanna go to a movie?" Okay, so he probably should have said 'Do you want to go out on a date with me?" and that's what he had planned on saying, it just didn't come out that way.
Naturally, she had taken it as though anyone of her friends had asked her to the theatre.
In the meantime, she had become closer to Miroku and one day, several months after they had met, he walked into Kagome's dorm room without announcing himself and...well, let's just say he didn't like what he had found. Kagome and Miroku making out on the bed. Not a pretty sight, and it had given him the almost uncontrollable urge to punch a hole through Miroku's head. In fact he would have, if Kagome hadn't been sitting right there with a guilty look on her face, and even that barely kept his emotions in check. Now they've been dating on and off for more than a year, and they still didn't seem all that serious. Honestly, she has dated three other guys during some of those 'off' times, and Miroku much more than that. And, despite Miroku's lecherous ways, she hadn't done that with him yet. But still.....
Obviously, you could imagine his surprise when only a week after their second year started, he met Kikyou. Maybe he had reasoned that Kagome's lookalike was almost as good as Kagome. And now he actually, really liked Kikyou. She really did understand him. She knew what it was like to feel the lonliness and rejection....
What the fuck was he sulking about? He had a hot girlfriend, a full scholarship at the second best university in the country, was far away from his nagging mother and had the best friend a guy could ask for. Oh yeah, that was the problem....
But what was he supposed to do about it? They were both in relationships, so it wasn't like he could do anything about these growing feelings. And he had no way of knowing if she felt anything at all for him. She most likely just thought of him as a friend. He was really starting to resent that term.
He noticed how quiet it was in the room, and not just the kind of quiet where neither person was talking, lost in their own worlds. It was an expective quiet. He looked over at Kagome and was surprised to find her looking at him with a worried look on her face. "Inuyasha..." she started, "You're thinking...."
"Yeah, and?"
That worried look slid off her face and a triumphant and all together unlady-like smirk replaced it. "Stop it, it's scaring me," she said calmly.
"Why you-," and a pillow flew at her head with so much force, she thought it would have knocked her head off if it had been anything besides a pillow. Like that shoe placed conveniently beside Sango's bed...
*
Sango came to a sudden stop, her momentum so high that she almost tumbled forward, though she dug her foot into the ground infront of her to stop that from happening. Her hair, which was drenched with sweat, was plastered to her forehead and two sweat stains were under her armpits and one large one at her chest. She turned to the coach, a short, pudgy balding man with a scraggly moustache was staring at a stop watch. He looked up at her and called, "Your best time ever, Sango! Quit pushing yourself and take a break!"
"I'm fine!" she called back, getting in position to go for another run.
"I said take a break! Or you're off the team!"
Sighing, she walked over to the bench and grabbed a cold bottle of water before opening it up and pouring it over her head, thankful that the training uniform was an orange tank, and not white. She was especially thankful for this when someone tapped her shoulder and she turned to see Miroku's smiling face.
"Hello Sango, it's so good to see you again,"
"You saw me only an hour ago. Remember, I was connected to the fist that clocked you in the face."
"Oh yes, How could I forget?"
"Maybe you have a concussion,"
"Well, its possible. So, what are you doing tomorrow night?"
"First of all, that is none of your business, second what I do with my time is none of your business, and third of all you had better not be hitting on me,"
"Hitting on you? I'm shocked you would think so low of me,"
"You had better not be, considering the fact that you're dating my roommate and friend," she hissed. Truth was, she was immensely jealous of Kagome. They had only met when they had been assigned as roommates, but she felt she was still betraying her by liking her boyfriend, even if she never acted on it. She had never even mentioned it to her, not even during one of Kagome and Miroku's many break ups.
And true, they weren't exactly the most intimate or even close couple on campus. But they never fought, so maybe that meant that they were suppose to be together. She noticed Miroku still staring at her and blushed lightly before spitting out a rude, "What do you want lech?"
"I was just wondering what you're doing tomorrow night. Because me and Kagome are going to that club Buraja no Kuroi, Inuyasha and Kikyou are coming to an I was wondering if-,"
"You guys are going to that club? So are me and-,"
"Well, isn't that a coincidence,"
She narrowed her eyes at him and took a step closer to try and intimadate with him. In hindsight, that probably hadn't been the best idea. "You were eavesdropping on my conversation weren't you?"
"Why would you think that?"
"Because, if Kagome'd had plans to go to that club this morning she would hae told me. Which means, she must have made them sometime during the day,"
"Yeah, I talked to her at lunch," he lied.
"Well, then, you won't mind me asking her when I get back to the dorms," and with that threat hanging in the air, she strode back to the track and got into position for her next run.
Miroku gulped. "Shit....."
*
"So, Inuyasha!" Kagome said, bringing his focus to something else, "What are you doing for your birthday?"
"Huh?"
"Your birthday....it's next week....don't tell me you forgot," she said,
"Uh...oh, no....Miroku's throwing a surprise party," he said, barely paying attention to her as he was still lost in his own thoughts.
"Um....aren't surprise parties usually....a surprise?"
"That's the general idea," he said dryly
"So, then, how do you know about it?"
"I overheard him ordering the cake,"
"You....were eavesdropping?"
He snorted, as though he were disgusted with the very idea. "Hardly, I just overheard. It's hard not to when he's sitting two tables away from me talking into his cell,"
"Right...." she drawled, tossing the thought around in her head, trying to decide how she should approach this, before she said, "Okay, what are you doing before the party?"
"Um...nothing, I guess,"
"Well, if you're not doing anything else, you wanna hang out with me?"
He glanced at her, sending her an unusual look, before he averted his gaze, seemingly very interested in the colour of his notebook. "Depends...what are we gonna do?"
"Well, I had something in mind, but it's a surprise. So, how about it?"
"Sure," he said in a nonchalant tone that gave away none of the thoughts that were currently floating around in his head.
Finally, she put aside her book and smiled at him as she picked up a pillow and hugged it to her chest. "Great!" she said, enthusiastically as she sat back on her heels, "I'll pick you up Saturday morning,"
"Pick me up....Kagome, you don't have a car," he snorted
"Oh yeah....well, I'll figure something out," she said cheerily with a wide grin.
He had been wondering how her smile had gotten so beautiful when a loud ringing entered his ears. He looked around deftly....was that a phone? Oh yes, it was the cell phone clipped to his pants.
Swiftly unclipping it, he flipped open the platinum phone and said into it, "Hello?" Apparently, he didn't like whoever had just called him because a scowl immediately took over his features. Kagome had a feeling she knew who had just called him. "What do you want? Yeah that's really interesting, but why should I care? Aren't you- right....yeah, that's wonderful, good luck with that but I was kind of busy so if you don't mind I'll just be- Why don't you just get that wierd guy that's always following you around o do it for you? Fine! But you owe me big time," he said before flipping the pone back closed.
"Let me gues.....that was your brother?"
"Yeah....he said there's some family emergency that has to be taken care of. I don't know what its about but he said I have to be over there right now,"
"Oh....okay, I'll see you,"
"Yeah, see you tomorrow," he said before grabbing his things and leaving. Kagome sighed and looked down at the text book she had been reading. She wasn't going to get anymore studying done tonight.
She put her books into her book bag and went to the platinum labtop she had gotten as a graduation gift from her mom. She had an article to get started on.
You'll find the first four chapters posted under a (slightly) different author name as five chapters. This is because I have no way of accessing the profile. I don't remember the password (haven't signed in in five years) and I have long since stopped using the email adress. Did you know that if you don't use a hotmail adress for a certain period of time it deactivates and goes back into the shuffle? Well, neither did I. So, I'm expecting someone, somewhere to accuse me of plagiarism, but for the record I'm not. I wrote the original chapters, I posted them, and I am reposting them. You can complain to the original author if you want but you won't get a response, since I am she, and I can't access that account. Anyway, enough with my rambling, on with the story
Tangled Webs
College Life (pt 1 and 2)
This was not good. Her silky ebony hair was furiously pushed out of her stormy blue eyes as she looked around her side of the room. She had thrown almost everything that had once been inside her drawers onto the floor in a desperate, not to mention fruitless, search for a particular green duotang. It was a miracle she hadn't destroyed the whole room in the process. Oh yeah, this was definetly not good.
She grabbed a pillow from her bed, stuffed her face into it and screamed bloody murder. While she was doing this, unbeknownst to her, a girl the same age as her with dark brown hair and matching eyes walked in, took one look at the other girl, and continued her way to her own desk.
Most people probably would have found the sight strange, but the brown-haired beauty was use to her friend's antics. She just had to wait until she stopped screaming and acting crazy.
Which she did....
Five minutes later.
Amazingly, her voice wasn't hoarse as she turned to her friend and said bewilderedly, "Sango, when did you come in?"
"A couple minutes ago. I didn't want to disturb your little....episode,"
"Oh...."
"Mind if I ask why your acting like a crazy woman, Kagome?"
"No,"
"Okay, why are you acting like a crazy woman, Kagome?"
"I can't find my history paper. It's due today and he said it's worth 40% of our grade,"
"Did you bother to check in your book bag?"
"Oh yeah!" she said as she started digging through her stuff, looking for her book bag. Sango simply shook her head and turned back to the book she had opened when Kagome had still been having her tantrum. When she finally emerged with her bag, she dug through it, and pulled out a thick forest green duotang that had to have at least seventy printed sheets of paper in it.
"That's your history paper? Looks more like a novel,"
"He said to make it detailed,"
"Well, I think you've accomplished that,"
"Aren't you going to class?"
"My first class was pushed back an hour. I'm leaving at ten, but I had to let coach keep me back in practice for an extra hour."
"That sucks,"
"Yeah, I don't really want to be running sprints past seven pm."
"Okay....well, I'd better get going. I'm already late as it is," the ebony haired girl said, putting on a heavy black jacket, slinging her bag over her shoulder, her hand already on the doorknob when her friend called her back.
"Um, Kagome?"
"Yeah?"
"You're going to class in that?"
Kagome looked down at what she was wearing: a pair of baby blue pyjama bottoms with clouds all over them and a white baby tee with a bright green hemp leaf printed on it and the words "Sixth Day of My Seven Day Weekend" over it.
"Um....new style?"
"At least you'll be comfortable when you fall asleep in class,"
"Hey! I don't fall asleep THAT often,"
Sango looked at her skeptically for a moment, then said, "You'd better get going or else you'll be late,"
"Right. I'll see ya after class," were the last words Sango heard before the girl sped from the room.
^_^
Kagome stretched wearily as the students around her collected their things and filed down the stairs to leave the class. She quickly slid her books into the black bag and swung it over her shoulder before following them out of the auditorium-like classroom.
Once outside, her only thought was to get any kind of food substance into her stomach, even if that meant cafeteria food. However, she had to shove aside her appetizing thoughts when she heard her name called just as she had stepped out into the late spring sun. She turned to see a tall, handsome boy about her age running up to her. His black hair was pulled back in a small ponytail, though it still left bangs to frame his deep brown eyes. The most noticeable, and possibly most attractive, thing about him was his wide smirk. As soon as he reached her, he slipped his arm around the small of her back and gave her a deep, passionate kiss with perhaps a smidge to much tongue.
She placed her hands on his chest and quickly shoved him away, though he didn't go to far since his arm was still around her waist. "What the hell, Miroku!"
"I just wanted to say hello,"
"Well, people don't usually greet each other with their tongues." His eyebrow shot up and she started to stutter, "Well...yeah, they do but, they...Oh! You know what I mean!"
"Is something wrong Kagome?"
"I just don't like having someone stick their tongue down my throat in public,"
"How about in private?"
She shook him off, giving him a push so he stumbled back and quickly turned on her heel to resume her walk to the campus cafeteria. Miroku quickly caught up with her and fell into step beside her, though he made no move to put his arm around her again. "What's with you today?" he asked quietly.
"Sorry," she replied, "I'm just a little on edge about my paper,"
"Oh yeah, 40% of the mark...that's harsh." She stopped in her tracks, staring at him incredulously. He stopped and looked back at her. "What?"
"You were actually listening to me?"
"Of course, I listen to everything you say,"
She walked closer to him and said, "And here I thought you were staring at my boobs,"
He slipped an arm around her shoulders and said, "Well, that too,"
When they entered the cafeteria, Kagome went straight to the rather large line and Miroku joined his friends at a table placed in a corner. However, when Kagome retrieved her food, she didn't join him, nor anyone else. She simply found an empty table and sat down, pulling out her iPod, a pad of paper and a pencil before flipping on the player and 'enjoying' her cafeteria spaghetti. As a Frightened Rabbit song blasted into her ears, she started writing into the new notepad.
She started tapping the pencil against the notepad to the beat of the music, her food lay forgotten for now, as she quietly sung a few lyrics of the song. "When it's all gone, something carries on. And it's not morbid at all. Just when nature's had enough of you. When my blood stops, someone else's will not. When my head rolld off, someone else's will turn. And while I'm alive, I'll make tiny changes to ear-"
"Wow, you should stop singing, your killing all living things in a ten mile radius of you," she heard on top of the music and looked up to see two golden orbs staring back it her, a hint of amusement behind them. She looked a bit lower and saw the smirk on his lips. She looked lower and saw that she could clearly see the definition of his muscles under his shirt. She stopped herself from looking any lower.
Lowering the headphones, she looked back into those golden orbs, the ones she had sometimes thought could see straight into her soul, and said, "Hey Inuyasha, what's up?" as he took a seat across from her.
"Well, here's a newsflash for ya. You can't sing for shit,"
"Your words make my heart go pitter pat," she drawled, closing the notepad and going back to her food.
"I try," he said, smirking as he bit into his apple, adjusting the baseball cap on his head.
"So....how are things going with that icicle you call a girlfriend?"
"How are things going with that pervert you call a boyfriend?"
Kagome looked up at him, a grin playing at her lips, "You do know he's one of your best friends, right?"
"That doesn't make him any less of a pervert,"
"I suppose....you know you didn't answer my question,"
"I know," he said, apparently more interested in the apple then in the conversation.
She gave it a few moments of silence then...."Inuyasha!"
"Alright, alright," he said, sounding annoyed, though the glint in his eyes told different. "It's going pretty good with Kikyou. We're going out tomorrow night,"
"Are you...." it was far from a question.
"Yeah, to that new club, Buraja no Kuroi,"
"Hmmm....well, I hope you enjoy yourself." She looked back down at her food, opened her notebook and once again started writing.
"Kagome, what's wrong?"
"Hmm? What makes you think there's something wrong?"
"Keh. We've known each other so long I know you better than you know yourself,"
"I seriously doubt that," she said, mumbling under her breath.
"Well, I don't. Now tell me what is wrong,"
"Oh, it's nothing, just that we were supposed to study tomorrow night. You know, for the philosophy exam,"
"Oh! I completely forgot,"
"I can tell,"
"Well...how about we study today,"
"How do you know I don't have plans?"
Inuyasha gave her a hard look that stated loudly and clearly 'You? Plans? HA!'
"Well, you don't have to assume. Alright, I'll see you tonight, sixish?"
"Yeah, that's fine," he said as he got up from the table. "See you then," he said, too nonchalantly for Kagome's tastes, before joining Miroku and the rest of his friends at the table.
Kagome sighed down at her chocolate pudding, thankful that, atleast this time, she hadn't blushed.
^_^
Sango walked down the hall towards the girls changeroom, her gym bag clutched in her hand. When she was about to turn a corner, she almost collided with a solid object. A solid object that smirked mischieviously down at her. "Hi, Miroku,"she said a bit tiredly.
"Well, hello Lady Sango. And how are you this fine morning?"
"I'm alright....what are you doing here?"
"Well, I *am* on the track team,"
"No, I mean, what are you doing here....so close to the girls changeroom.....? You know, actually I don't want to know,"
He picked up her hand and went into a ridiculously low bow, and said, "I swear my intentions were purely-,"
"Perverted? Yeah, I know," she said, ripping her hand out of his grasp. As soon as she did so, her cell phone rang and she quickly pulled it out of her bag. Turning her back to the boy, she said into it, "Hello? Oh hey hun....what? Uh huh....oh that's too bad....tomorrow? Yeah, I think I can make it.....Buraja no Kuroi? Alright, I'll be there, eight o'clock....Yeah, I'll meet you there," she closed it quickly and slid it back into her bag before turning back to Miroku....
Who had disappeared from sight.
Though it didn't take long for her to locate him because a few moments later, she heard a lout, high-pitched "HENTAI!!" come from the direction of the girls' changeroom.
Sango grudgingly walked in the direction of the scream to beat a certain hentai into a bloody pulp.
^_^
Kagome lay sprawled on her bed, flipping through a large text book. She had cleaned up her side of the room as soon as she had gotten back home. Well, cleaned wasn't exactly the word. She had picked up slightly more than half her things and stuffed them into her drawers and closet, and then she had put everything else into the hamper. Sure, there were books and candles sitting in there with her dirty laundry and freshly laundered clothes, but so what? She coukd fix everything else up later. All that mattered was that, right now, it LOOKED clean.
She had also changed into a tight black tank top and black sweats, her hair carefully combed out of her face. It was almost six, afterall.
As she read a particularly 'interesting' passage on Karl Marx, she heard a light tapping in the door before she called out, "Who's there?"
"The Grim Reaper!" called out a slightly muffled voice from the other side of the door.
"Come in, koinu," she said, trying her best to look like she was completely engrossed in the book.
He walked in, carrying two text books with him and a large notebook, dressed in a black sweatshirt and blue jeans, a small cellphone clipped to them, and sat down on her bed before he said, "Don't you think I'm to old for you to be calling me that?"
"Yeah, but your still just as immature as a puppy. So, I figured we could start by reading a few passages on the more modern philosphers, test each other, then move on to the more world reknown ones. You know, Socrates,..."
"Sounds good to me," he said as he got up, leaving the books on the bed and pulling something out of the pocket of his blood red hoodie. He walked over to her stereo and in a few moments, it was blasting out his Linkin Park cd. When he came back to the bed, her back was up against the headboard and her knees were sticking up high in the air. He sat down in the same spot and pulled open his notebook writing...something in it. Almost a half hour passed by in a less than comfortable silence, Inuyasha writing absently in the notebook and Kagome rereading the same page over and over again trying to get the information in her head as she glanced up at him every ten seconds, before she noticed that his nose was twitching.
She looked up at him and an eyebrow shot up. His eyes were half-closed and his nose was high in the air, as though he were trying to sniff something out.
"Something wrong?"
He opened his eyes completely and said, "You smell good Kagome,"
"Do I?" she said, a slight pink tinge adorning her cheeks
"Yeah. What perfume do you use. I wanna get some for Kikyou,"
She sighed inwardly and looked back at her book, "I don't where perfume,"
"Well, you smell really good,"
She looked up at him with half-lidded eyes, the blush getting deeper, and said, "Um, well....thanks, I guess" A few more minutes passed in silence, not quite as comfortable as before. Then Kagome said, "What are you doing?"
"Drawing,"
"Drawing what?"
"A picture of you,"
"Really?" she said, sitting up and looking at him apprehensively.
"Yeah, you wanna see it?"
"Yeah," she said, now up on her knees. However, her excitement deflated as soon as he showed her the picture. It was actually of an ogre with the limp body of some demonic creature in it's arms. It was very good, but that wasn't exactly a good thing. There was definitely, too much detail. "Jerk," she said, throwing a pillow at his head.
"You know it," he said, moving his head out of the way easily.
"Bite me,"
"Don't tempt me,"
She ducked her head to cover the blush that he had unknowingly brought about and lay forward on the bed to look down at her book. No sooner had she cleared her mind enough to actually focus on the words did the phone ring. She groaned audibly as she pushed herself to her knees on the bed and leaned over to pick up the phone. However, Inuyasha had already snatched it away. "Hello?" he said into it.
"Give me the phone," she said absently, holding out her hand.
"Miroku! What's up?"
"Give it," she hissed, trying to rip out of his grasp.
He lightly shoved her aside and said, "Yeah, she's here....Nah, we're just studying...uh huh....o~kay," he said as he pulled the phone away and shook his head as e handed it over.
"Hello? Oh hi Mir-sweety...uh huh....uh huh....uh huh....o~kay. Why? If you don't mind me asking....Alright, if you want. What time? Okay....bye, hun,"
"Well?" asked Inuyasha as she put down the phone.
"Well what?"
"Are you going?"
"He told you?"
"Why wouldn't he? Are you going to the club or not?"
She gave him a strange look and said, "Why do you want to know?"
"I just do, that's why,"
"Why do you care?"
"I don't!" he said, looking back down at the book, covering his eyes with his bangs.
Kagome sighed and said, "Yeah, I'm going,"
"Good. It'll be fun,"
"Sure, for you maybe," she mumbled under her breath
"Why do you say that?"
"I'm....just not really in the mood for a party,"
"It's not a party, it's a club,"
"What's the difference?"
"No noise limit,"
"Wow, you are inspiring so much confidence in me, it's not even funny,"
"Come on, it'll be fun. Me and Kikyou will be there," he offered.
She stared him straight in the eye, gave him a blank look and drawled out a simple, "Joy,"
He stared at her curiously, then asked, "What do you have against Kikyou?"
"I don't know. I think it has something to do with the fact that she's an emotionless android programmed by a mad scientist to prepare the world for his takeover,"
'And that she's lucky enough to be your girlfriend but she fully doesn't deserve you,' she added, though failed to voice that part
"Um...and where exactly did that come from?"
"I'm a very imaganitive person," she answered easily, shifting her weight on the bed so that she was on her side and looking at him. "Seriously though, what do you see in her?"
He looked at her for a moment, considering lieing to her, but decided against it. This was Kagome afterall, he had known her since highschool and was his best friend. "She understands me. I....feel like she understands me. Plus she's really hot,"
An inelegant snort escaped Kagome and though Inuyasha thought it was because she didn't think his girlfriend was good-looking, it was actually because Kikyou looked just like her, but he had never referred to her as 'hot'. "Is that it? She understands you?"
"Um....well, she's also really smart and she cares about me."
'And I don't?' but she only said, "Yes, someone that cares for you....very rare," she said dryly.
"You know what I mean. Plus, she's good in bed,"
"Inuyasha! Do I *look* like one of your guy friends to you?"
"Well...." he said, as though he were actually considering the question.
She made a disgusted face and said, "You're disgusting. Remind me to never come over to your dorm after you've spent time with Kikyou. Who knows what I'll find,"
"Well, you don't have to stay away all the time. You should definitely come over when it'll be just me and you and we'll have hours alone," then he winked suggestively and her heart fluttered while at the same time she wondered why so many guys at this school were such giant flirts.
Okay, so Inuyasha wasn't really a flirt. And he really only said these kinds of things to her. And he never meant it, she knew he was only joking around. But still, he had a girlfriend!
Outwardly, while she was fighting the blush threatening to creep across her face, she scowled and said, "Yeah, we could get a lot of studying for philosophy class done,"
"Oh, I'll be studying, but not Philosophy,"
"Bio, then?" As soon as Inuyasha's lips kicked up in a grin she regretted saying that. But he really was taking a biology class!
"You know me. I just appreciate the human body, especially when it bares the name Kagome,"
"Your gross,"
"You know you love me,"
"Unfortunately," she drawled turning back to her book and flipping her hair over her shoulder, a pointed action indicating that she was ignoring him.
Inuyasha was never one to take a subtle hint.
"Hey, Kago~me....I just realized something,"
"........."
"We're all alone in this dorm room, AND the door is locked,"
"......so?" she asked hesitantly.
His grin widened and he said, "You. Me. Alone. In a locked bedroom. I think the conclusion is pretty clear,"
"Cut it out Inuyasha, we have to study. We can't do that if you keep making stupid jokes,"
'Who says I'm joking,' he thought ruefully. Forcing on his usualy arrogant smirk, he said, "Sure, I know how much YOU need to study,"
"Yeah, not everyone can sleep in, not study and ditch class and still somehow make it on to the Dean's List,"
"Your not jealous, are you?"
"Of you? Hardly,"
"Now, now Kagome, green is not a nice colour on you,"
"Now you tell me. After years of wearing that hideous uniform,"
He smiled at her before laying down on Sango's bed and staring at the ceiling with a thoughtful expression. He was thinking about his favourite subject: girls. But more specifically, he was thinking about Kikyou, his girlfriend, and Kagome, his best friend. He had started dating Kikyou a few months ago, since close to the beginning of the year, less than a month after he had met her. He was not unaware of the quite obvious resemblance between her and Kagome, and he sometimes wondred if that was the reason he had first asked her out.
Unbeknnownst to anyone except for himself, he'd had a crush on Kagome since they were both sixteen, less than a year after they had met and become friends. Then, before they had graduated, it had blossomed into more than that. It was more than just a crush, he was seriously interested in her. Then they had both been excepted to Kyoto University, the second best university in the country, and he had taken it as sign. Of course, he had been excepted to the University of Tokyo, THE number one university in Japan, but that had never been considered into the equation. They had both been easily excepted into Kyoto and he figured that meant they should be together.
Of course, he WAS going to ask her out at graduation, but his friends had dragged him away right after the ceremony to get the "refreshments" for the graduation party. In other words, since he had turned eighteen a month earlier, he was legal and could buy beer and liquor for their last highschool party. The next time he had seen her was at the party....he had been drunk....she had not been.....he didn't remember much. That was probably his first mistake.
She had been really upset and didn't talk to him for almost a month. They entered college and she seemed to be finally getting over whatever it was he had done. She had never told him. They were hanging out like they use to and she seemed to be her old self again, cracking jokes and having fun in his presense, flashing him that smile that seemed to make her whole face light up. Gods, how he loved that smile.
He somehow managed to sum up the courage to ask her out on a real, all or nothing date. He was going to bring their relationship to a new level, and he was scared as hell. There was, of course, her reaction to think about. She could easily reject him, crush his hopes in one fell swoop. But there was also a slightly bigger issue of the friendship. If she said no, it would ruin the friendship because there would always be that black cloud hanging over him of how she didn't want him in that way. If she said yes, it would ruin the friendship. They would become something else, something more, and if it didn't work out, he doubted they could go back to simply being friends. No animosity.
Turns out, he didn't have to worry about it. He invited her over to his dorm room to have 'the' conversation with her, and it was here that he made his second mistake. He had introduced her to his roommate, Miroku, when he had come back from a class. They had talked, he had hit on her, and she had kindly turned him down. Inuyasha figured it would end there and that he could ask her another time, since he obviously couldn't ask her with Miroku sitting right there. But it didn't end there....obviously.
They started talking, hanging out at lunch and whatnot, and they became friends. That was okay, he could live with that, it had been harmless at the time. But as he tried to start up a conversation where he could ask her, things kept coming up. He had asked her once, said quite clearly in a voice that could have almost passed for calm "Do you wanna go to a movie?" Okay, so he probably should have said 'Do you want to go out on a date with me?" and that's what he had planned on saying, it just didn't come out that way.
Naturally, she had taken it as though anyone of her friends had asked her to the theatre.
In the meantime, she had become closer to Miroku and one day, several months after they had met, he walked into Kagome's dorm room without announcing himself and...well, let's just say he didn't like what he had found. Kagome and Miroku making out on the bed. Not a pretty sight, and it had given him the almost uncontrollable urge to punch a hole through Miroku's head. In fact he would have, if Kagome hadn't been sitting right there with a guilty look on her face, and even that barely kept his emotions in check. Now they've been dating on and off for more than a year, and they still didn't seem all that serious. Honestly, she has dated three other guys during some of those 'off' times, and Miroku much more than that. And, despite Miroku's lecherous ways, she hadn't done that with him yet. But still.....
Obviously, you could imagine his surprise when only a week after their second year started, he met Kikyou. Maybe he had reasoned that Kagome's lookalike was almost as good as Kagome. And now he actually, really liked Kikyou. She really did understand him. She knew what it was like to feel the lonliness and rejection....
What the fuck was he sulking about? He had a hot girlfriend, a full scholarship at the second best university in the country, was far away from his nagging mother and had the best friend a guy could ask for. Oh yeah, that was the problem....
But what was he supposed to do about it? They were both in relationships, so it wasn't like he could do anything about these growing feelings. And he had no way of knowing if she felt anything at all for him. She most likely just thought of him as a friend. He was really starting to resent that term.
He noticed how quiet it was in the room, and not just the kind of quiet where neither person was talking, lost in their own worlds. It was an expective quiet. He looked over at Kagome and was surprised to find her looking at him with a worried look on her face. "Inuyasha..." she started, "You're thinking...."
"Yeah, and?"
That worried look slid off her face and a triumphant and all together unlady-like smirk replaced it. "Stop it, it's scaring me," she said calmly.
"Why you-," and a pillow flew at her head with so much force, she thought it would have knocked her head off if it had been anything besides a pillow. Like that shoe placed conveniently beside Sango's bed...
*
Sango came to a sudden stop, her momentum so high that she almost tumbled forward, though she dug her foot into the ground infront of her to stop that from happening. Her hair, which was drenched with sweat, was plastered to her forehead and two sweat stains were under her armpits and one large one at her chest. She turned to the coach, a short, pudgy balding man with a scraggly moustache was staring at a stop watch. He looked up at her and called, "Your best time ever, Sango! Quit pushing yourself and take a break!"
"I'm fine!" she called back, getting in position to go for another run.
"I said take a break! Or you're off the team!"
Sighing, she walked over to the bench and grabbed a cold bottle of water before opening it up and pouring it over her head, thankful that the training uniform was an orange tank, and not white. She was especially thankful for this when someone tapped her shoulder and she turned to see Miroku's smiling face.
"Hello Sango, it's so good to see you again,"
"You saw me only an hour ago. Remember, I was connected to the fist that clocked you in the face."
"Oh yes, How could I forget?"
"Maybe you have a concussion,"
"Well, its possible. So, what are you doing tomorrow night?"
"First of all, that is none of your business, second what I do with my time is none of your business, and third of all you had better not be hitting on me,"
"Hitting on you? I'm shocked you would think so low of me,"
"You had better not be, considering the fact that you're dating my roommate and friend," she hissed. Truth was, she was immensely jealous of Kagome. They had only met when they had been assigned as roommates, but she felt she was still betraying her by liking her boyfriend, even if she never acted on it. She had never even mentioned it to her, not even during one of Kagome and Miroku's many break ups.
And true, they weren't exactly the most intimate or even close couple on campus. But they never fought, so maybe that meant that they were suppose to be together. She noticed Miroku still staring at her and blushed lightly before spitting out a rude, "What do you want lech?"
"I was just wondering what you're doing tomorrow night. Because me and Kagome are going to that club Buraja no Kuroi, Inuyasha and Kikyou are coming to an I was wondering if-,"
"You guys are going to that club? So are me and-,"
"Well, isn't that a coincidence,"
She narrowed her eyes at him and took a step closer to try and intimadate with him. In hindsight, that probably hadn't been the best idea. "You were eavesdropping on my conversation weren't you?"
"Why would you think that?"
"Because, if Kagome'd had plans to go to that club this morning she would hae told me. Which means, she must have made them sometime during the day,"
"Yeah, I talked to her at lunch," he lied.
"Well, then, you won't mind me asking her when I get back to the dorms," and with that threat hanging in the air, she strode back to the track and got into position for her next run.
Miroku gulped. "Shit....."
*
"So, Inuyasha!" Kagome said, bringing his focus to something else, "What are you doing for your birthday?"
"Huh?"
"Your birthday....it's next week....don't tell me you forgot," she said,
"Uh...oh, no....Miroku's throwing a surprise party," he said, barely paying attention to her as he was still lost in his own thoughts.
"Um....aren't surprise parties usually....a surprise?"
"That's the general idea," he said dryly
"So, then, how do you know about it?"
"I overheard him ordering the cake,"
"You....were eavesdropping?"
He snorted, as though he were disgusted with the very idea. "Hardly, I just overheard. It's hard not to when he's sitting two tables away from me talking into his cell,"
"Right...." she drawled, tossing the thought around in her head, trying to decide how she should approach this, before she said, "Okay, what are you doing before the party?"
"Um...nothing, I guess,"
"Well, if you're not doing anything else, you wanna hang out with me?"
He glanced at her, sending her an unusual look, before he averted his gaze, seemingly very interested in the colour of his notebook. "Depends...what are we gonna do?"
"Well, I had something in mind, but it's a surprise. So, how about it?"
"Sure," he said in a nonchalant tone that gave away none of the thoughts that were currently floating around in his head.
Finally, she put aside her book and smiled at him as she picked up a pillow and hugged it to her chest. "Great!" she said, enthusiastically as she sat back on her heels, "I'll pick you up Saturday morning,"
"Pick me up....Kagome, you don't have a car," he snorted
"Oh yeah....well, I'll figure something out," she said cheerily with a wide grin.
He had been wondering how her smile had gotten so beautiful when a loud ringing entered his ears. He looked around deftly....was that a phone? Oh yes, it was the cell phone clipped to his pants.
Swiftly unclipping it, he flipped open the platinum phone and said into it, "Hello?" Apparently, he didn't like whoever had just called him because a scowl immediately took over his features. Kagome had a feeling she knew who had just called him. "What do you want? Yeah that's really interesting, but why should I care? Aren't you- right....yeah, that's wonderful, good luck with that but I was kind of busy so if you don't mind I'll just be- Why don't you just get that wierd guy that's always following you around o do it for you? Fine! But you owe me big time," he said before flipping the pone back closed.
"Let me gues.....that was your brother?"
"Yeah....he said there's some family emergency that has to be taken care of. I don't know what its about but he said I have to be over there right now,"
"Oh....okay, I'll see you,"
"Yeah, see you tomorrow," he said before grabbing his things and leaving. Kagome sighed and looked down at the text book she had been reading. She wasn't going to get anymore studying done tonight.
She put her books into her book bag and went to the platinum labtop she had gotten as a graduation gift from her mom. She had an article to get started on.