Hell Hath No Fury

Sango slid open the door to the darkened athletic storage room and looked around. That idiot wanted to meet her here, but he had yet to show. She closed the door behind her and went to sit down on a stack of tumbling mats used by the gymnastics team. The door opened once more and Miroku entered a like a casual breeze, his usual brand of cigarette in between his lips. Sango stood up, angry, but unable to hide the blush on her face.



“What took you so long, Miroku?”



”Sorry, babe. Were you waiting long?”



Sango stood there, her head turned to the side. She should have kicked him in the balls and lied, but she couldn’t bring herself to. Sango turned her back to him, crossing her arms over her chest.



“Well? I blew off a math test to meet with you.”



“And how flattered I am, San-Chan. Tell me…what do you think of Higurashi?”



She turned halfway and saw Miroku leaning against the wall. Sango sighed to herself. What kind of question was that? The girl had only upstaged an important fight and embarrassed three of the Big Four. Even still, Sango had to admit she was surprised for two main reasons: One, Kagome was much more different than that little girl they’d met in China so long ago and Two, much to her surprise, when Kagome finally came to in the nurse’s office, she didn’t attack Inuyasha.



“I’ll kick her ass the next time she interrupts an important fight.” She huffed.



“Really, San-Chan? Well, I’m quite taken with the girl. Doesn’t it make you wonder though…If Kagome-Chan was really possessed by her Shikon Tama, don’t you think nothing could have stopped her from really doing in Inuyasha?”



Sango balled up her first and fully turned to face Miroku who was smirking at her.



“What are you getting it?”



”Twenty-dollars says that Kagome’s here for her own personal reasons.”



“What personal reasons could there be for her coming her and messing up everyone’s lives?”



“Kagome is still Inuyasha’s intended. Suppose Kagome’s feelings for Inuyasha are her own and not because she’s driven by her fate and the influence in her Shikon Tama?”



“What are you, crazy?! No one can escape the Shikon Tama’s fate! I’m leaving, Miroku.”



Sango headed towards the door, her hand on the handle when she felt Miroku wrap his arms around her. Sango blushed, looking over her shoulder at him. He was smirking and somewhere along the line, he’d discarded his cigarette.



“Beautiful Sango…admit it…”



Miroku ran his hand over her chest before moving it beneath her blouse. Sango blushed, trying to turn her head away from him. He licked her neck gently; he could play Sango like an instrument. Always could. He was far from immune to the knowledge of her ‘secret’ crush on him.



“You’re just as afraid of Higurashi as we all are.”



Sango’s eyes widened and she threw her elbow into his stomach. He stepped back in time, just to miss it; he sure as hell didn’t need another wound to his stomach. One was quite enough. Sango turned to face him, rage evident in her beautiful brown eyes. She quickly buttoned up her blouse beneath the blue sweater vest and huffed.



“That girl may have been able get to you and Inuyasha, but that’s only because your damn hormones were clouding your judgment. Just watch, Miroku, she’ll be sorry she even stepped food in Mizuryu High School.”



Miroku only smirked as Sango left the storage room. He knew as well as she did that this girl had the entire Big Four nervous. He lit a cigarette at the same time the door to the storage room opened. He saw Inuyasha walk in, a bit of an irritated look on his face. Closing the door behind him, he leaned against it, his hands in his pockets.



”What did you say to Sango?”



Miroku exhaled the soothing nicotine-filled smoke through his nostrils and shrugged.



“I only said the truth; that Higurashi has everyone nervous now.”



“Psh, speak for yourself.”



”Big words coming from you, Inuyasha, especially since her purpose for being here is to get revenge on you.”



“Look, setting aside revenge and Kagome’s arrival, don’t you think we have a pretty big fucking problem on our hands right now?”



”Yeah, I’ll say. Our so-called ‘leader’ of Mizuryu is AWOL and it’s just you, Sango, Shippo and I holding everything together. I mean, seeing us calms the entire student body down, but how long before the other schools realize our leader is gone and is currently being run by the Big Four?”



Inuyasha walked over to Miroku and swiped his pack of cigarettes from his shirt pocket. Miroku didn’t say a word as Inuyasha took one of his cigarettes and looked at Miroku for a lighter. Miroku reached into his pocket and offered him one before starting a new cigarette himself. The two boys remained in the athletic storage room, contemplating where to go next.



“Well, one thing we need to worry about is Sango. She’s on the warpath now.”



“Why?” Inuyasha looked at his friend.



”Why not? I mean, let’s face, you were as surprised as I was that Higurashi could land a blow to me, but when she actually tagged you, Sango knew that she’d already been beat. Sango, with her pride being as big as Tokyo, won’t stand for it and you know it. There’s going to be a rumble between those two and we can do nothing but watch and make sure they don’t kill each other.”



Inuyasha groaned a little at the image. When Sango was out for blood, few of her opponents ever left unscathed. Kagome’s ki was strong, but just how would she stand up to the only female of the Big Four? Sango definitely didn’t get that position because she was hot. It just happened to be a bonus she was hot and could kick major ass.



“By the way, where did she go?” Miroku asked, cutting into Inuyasha’s thoughts.



”Who?”



”Higurashi.”



“Well, when she woke up, she looked kind of dazed. I guess I hit her a little too hard, but whatever. She’s a tough girl; she could take it. It was real quiet between the two of us. Kagome noticed it was sunset, promised to see me later and then left.”



”Where did she go?”



“She said she was going ‘home’, whenever that was. Anyway, I want some information on this girl, so let’s give Shippo a visit.”



The two boys left the storage room and headed down the sunset-illuminated hallways of Mizuryu. Inuyasha’s thoughts wandered to when the four of them first entered the high school’s halls. The entire damn school had been all but desecrated. It didn’t take long to kick the old Big Four out of power and by the end of the first week, Inuyasha, Sango, Miroku, and later, Shippo, were all named the Big Four. They reached the computer lab and saw Shippo at his usual desk, his fingers rapidly typing away on the keyboard of his latest and efficient computer creation. Shippo stood out a bit; his hair was the brightest orange anyone had seen and his eyes were like emeralds. For a long time, people were convinced he was a foreigner, but that’s what made the girls fall for him; he had exotic features and he was the smartest kid in school. Sango was sitting on the desk next to him, looking onto the screen with him. Shippo looked up, his eyes reflecting off of the silver-rimmed glasses he wore.



“Inuyasha, Miroku! Perfect timing as always.”



“How’re you, Shippo? Haven’t your fingertips turned to bone yet?” Miroku asked, pulling up a chair next to Shippo.



“Not yet. Anyway, if you guys want information on Kagome, you came to the right place.”



Inuyasha looked around; the entire computer lab had been reconstructed, updated and maintained by Shippo, who kept it running like clockwork and was never seen without his laptop. When he couldn’t have that, he had a highly-advanced, self-custom-created PDA that could link to any computer in the school that he always kept on his person. Inuyasha noticed the picture on Shippo’s desk next to a few pieces of paper. He picked up the picture and chuckled. It was the very same picture taken the week they’d assumed power over Mizuryu. Sango stood in between Inuyasha and Miroku, smiling with a blush. Her hair was tattered and there were a few bruises on her face, and nevermind the fact that her blouse was torn open to reveal a little part of the pink bra she’d been wearing that day. Standing to her right with his hand around her waist Miroku, who was roughed up pretty bad, but grinning nonetheless. It was the only picture anyone had of Miroku when his hair was down and even then, it barely reached his shoulders. Standing to the left of Sango was Inuyasha, himself. He was smiling, winking at whoever was taking the picture as he wrapped his arm around Sango’s shoulder. Just like everyone else, his uniform was dirtied, bloodied and torn in a few places and he was proudly bearing a few battle scars of his own. Lastly, was Shippo, kneeling in front of the group flashing a ‘V’ for victory sign, grinning from ear-to-ear. Like Miroku’s, Shippo’s hair was usually pulled up, only his was held into a bun and held with a green ribbon his girlfriend had given him. In the picture, his orange hair trailed barely below his shoulders and he looked just as beaten-up and tattered as the rest of his teammates, but they were victorious, so who cared?



“Good times.” Inuyasha sighed, putting the picture down.



“Yeah, remember when we all first got here? Inuyasha, you’re only a year older than the rest of us, so you were already here as a first-year. Why didn’t you make a name for yourself already?” Sango asked.



“And miss kicking ass like we all used to do back in the old days? Ha. I didn’t mind waiting. Besides, we dominated middle school and junior high, I figure doing high school and then on wouldn’t be so bad.”



Sango could only smile. They’d met as children a long time ago, when she and Miroku were four and Inuyasha was five. Inuyasha had been on his own for the most part, wanting no companionship whatsoever, but that changed when they’d trained together under Miroku’s master. The three of them were inseparable, finally meeting Shippo when they first started high school. Shippo looked mousy, but he’d made a name for himself when he challenged Miroku and beat the hell out of him. Ever since then, they dominated Mizuryu as the Big Four.



“It’s been three years...” Sango smiled nostalgically.

“Anyway, here’s Kagome’s profile.”



The four looked onto the laptop screen and saw a picture of Kagome pull up, alongside a long list of information about her.



“Are you kidding me? She’s only fifteen?” Sango asked with surprise.



”So she’s a first-year then. She’s pretty cute, all things considering.” Miroku grinned.



“Miroku…” Sango growled.



Inuyasha ignored the two in favor of the computer screen. Kagome Higurashi hadn’t been lying about her experience abroad; she was in fact born in Qi-Xhuo-Li, even though both of her parents were Japanese.



“It says that after living in Qi-Xhuo-Li for a few years, Kagome moved to America where she attended school until middle school.”



”So she’s just recently back in Japan, then. Dammit…”



”You should be happy to see her, Inuyasha. I mean, let’s face it; you did screw her over on marrying her and you’ve been eighteen for almost three months now. I’m surprised she didn’t come looking for you sooner.” Shippo grinned.



“HA! Why the hell would I be happy to see her?! She only wants me to marry her so she can fulfill her stupid Shikon Tama’s wish!”



”That can’t be right…” Miroku said, crossing his arms over his chest.



Sango blinked for a few minutes before realizing Miroku was right. Shippo stretched, preparing to play the role of knowledgeable storyteller.



“It doesn’t make sense. Legends say that Izayoi Sakurahime was the most beautiful princess and during this time men flocked to her family, begging for her hand in marriage. Izayoi kindly turned away several suitors, in favor of the great demon general Inu No Taisho, who came to her father and asked for hand in marriage to unite and ally with Western and Northern Asia. Her father approved the marriage and proceeded to set a date; a date that would unite two of Asia’s greatest forces. But, when the day came for the two to be married, Inu No Taisho never showed up. Her elder sister in formed her that Inu No Taisho had died in a large ambush. Izayoi mourned her death with each passing day, so much it was beginning to make her sick. When Izayoi found out that her elder sister went missing, Izayoi naturally assumed the worst; that her elder sister had been taking by opposing forces, when really, Inu No Taisho was very much alive and had faked his own death, just to be with Izayoi’s older sister, Kikyo and ran away with her.”



Sango put her finger to her chin in though and tapped it.



“Hmm…Kikyo, Kikyo…where have I heard that name before?”



With a few, quick keystrokes, Shippo had pulled up the profile for East Chikyuryu High School. The picture of a beautiful senior, slightly resembling Kagome popped up.



“Ah, here we are. Kikyo Sakurahime. She’s the ruling leader of East Chikyuryu High School. Her hobbies are gardening, flower arranging and tea ceremony. She’s quite the lady, isn’t she?”



”Yeah, but every rose has it’s thorn, so show us hers.” Inuyasha said, leaning closer.



“Sure….Ah, here we go. She’s a very powerful fighter and is one hell of an archer. Wow, she even shares the same exact name as her predecessor some 1800 years ago. I gotta say, Inuyasha, if you decided to pick two girls to get caught between, you really fucked yourself over getting in between two sisters.”



”It’s not my damn fault in the first place! It was that playboy Inu No Taisho! Jeez…what was he thinking playing one sister for an idiot and then taking off with the older one? Makes ya wonder what happened between the sisters afterwards…”



“Oh, that’s an easy one. Izayoi may have been the epitome of womanhood, but you can bet she was pissed off and let’s not forget that she had some part in the Great War as well. She set out in search of Inu No Taisho and Kikyo, but because she was slowly dying of a strange illness, she didn’t get far. She cursed her sister and her sister’s lover with her final breath before succumbing to the disease.”



Everyone remained silent for a moment longer. Well, a few more things were starting to make more sense; history was repeating itself.



“Well, let’s see…Inuyasha, you skipped out on marrying Kagome-Chan just like your predecessor did 1800 years ago. I could see why Kagome would be upset at you.”



Inuyasha groaned, a headache starting to overtake his entire body, if that was even possible. Sango watched him bury his hands in his face and asked the question that she’d been contemplating for some time now…



“Inuyasha, why did you skip out on that wedding? Was it because of your Shikon Tama’s influence, or what?”



“No, that wasn’t it…It’s just, well, you guys remember Kagome when she was a little girl, right? She was too damn quiet, mousy and could barely punch. What would I want with a wife like that?”



”Who set up your engagement, anyway?” Shippo asked, his eyes not pulling away from the computer screen.



“Hell if I know. It was an arranged marriage that I found out about when I was like four. My family’s ancestral background is pretty good, if you haven’t heard, dating back to the time of warriors, samurai, shogun and shit like that. Kagome’s family is also of noble heritage and she comes from a very, very long line of priests. Our families thought it would be great to combine the two families.”



“Yeah, but was more for like financial and social status, not because of the ongoing war, right?” Sango asked.



“Yep. Anyway, like I said, why would I want to be married right now? I’ve got too many girls to screw around with and Kagome definitely doesn’t look like the screwing around type. She’s too virginal in my opinion.”



”You’re so damn picky. I’d do her.” Miroku shrugged.



“Excuse me?!”



He took her hand and looked into her eyes.



“That is, if I didn’t have the lovely Sango right in front of me.”



Sango turned a few shades of red before yanking her hand away from Miroku and turning to face Inuyasha.



“ANYWAY…How do we even know that Kagome is the reincarnation of Izayoi, anyway? The girl isn’t even wearing a Shikon Tama.”



”Which makes you wonder if she even has one. If she doesn’t, then her motives are purely personal and not driven by the ancient spirit inside of her Shikon Tama. Which means…” Shippo began.



They looked at Inuyasha who was slowly starting to get the realization they’d already come to.



“Oh, come on! You can’t honestly expect me to believe that Kagome actually came here of her own free will because she has FEELINGS for me!”



Miroku turned his head, chuckling. How interesting would that be?



”Well, that is one option, isn’t it? You’d better let her know now that you don’t have any intention of marrying her.”



“Oh, what, and then find out that she really is Izayoi’s reincarnation and get myself killed? Feh, I’ll take my chances uniting Mizuryu and Chikyuryu.”



The group of three, Shippo included, looked up at the current ‘leader’ of the Big Four, though not of Mizuryu High School.



“Inuyasha, wouldn’t that be risky? It’d be like history repeating itself all over again.”



”No it wouldn’t, dumbass. Inu No Taisho and Kikyo never united the North and the West, they just ran off together like a couple of horny teenagers. Besides, with our idiot leader MIA for sometime, I think it’s best if we just ally with another school for now. Chikyuryu seems to be the better option.”



“Why?” Miroku asked cautiously.



“Well, East Houryu High School is lead by that asshole Naraku and we all know he’s out for complete power. You can’t trust him, especially because he’s got his own little ‘Big Four’: Bankotsu, Jakotsu, Renkotsu, and Suikotsu. Nobody wants to mess with that school because of those four alone.” Shippo sighed to himself.



“Well, what about South Yukiryu High School? Who’s their leader again?” Sango asked to no one in particular.



“South Yukiryu is run by Sesshoumaru Taisho, who, unlike Inuyasha here, is a direct descendant of Inu No Taisho. There are only three that work under him: Rin, Kohaku and Jaken. They are all fiercely loyal to Sesshoumaru, but they are more of a neutral party right now.”



“And Kikyo’s school would be the safer bet for what reason…?” Miroku asked.



“Well, think about it,” Inuyasha began.



He looked over Shippo’s school and at the profile for Chikyuryu High School and smirked a bit.



“Trust me on this one, guys. It’s a safe bet. Anyway, I’ll find our damned leader and talk to him about it tomorrow. I’m outta here.”



”I’ll come with you…!” Sango quickly said, grabbing her packpack.



Inuyasha and Sango waved to Miroku and Shippo who were going to be doing a little more research on Kagome. As Inuyasha and Sango walked through the hallways, a silence engulfed them for sometime…



“Inuyasha?”



”Hmm?”



”What are you going to do about Kagome? She…embarrassed us today.”



“Please, she didn’t embarrass us. She embarrassed Miroku pretty bad, but not ‘us’.”



”How can you say that?! Inuyasha, this girl is…something else.”



Inuyasha stopped for a second to look out of the window. The sun was steady going down.



“Sango, are you seriously afraid of her?”



Sango glared at Inuyasha, balling up her fists by her side.



“I’m not afraid of anyone or anything! It just bothers me that this girl shows up out of nowhere and just starts…”



”Look, if it’ll make you happy, I’ll give you the order to go ahead and kick her ass. Put her in her place, if you can.”



”If I can?! You know I can!”



“I don’t doubt it.” He chuckled.



Inuyasha walked on, leaving Sango to contemplate a few things. The streetlights had come on by the time Inuyasha had walked a few blocks. The large, old-fashioned Japanese home, with an attached dojo, rested on the corner, surrounded by a large, white gate. A few maids greeted him as he entered the house. He could smell something cooking from the kitchen and as hungry as he was, there was no way he was turning in the opposite direction.



“What’s cooking?” he asked, sliding open the door to the kitchen.



He dropped his bag on the ground as stared at the young woman in the kitchen, testing the soup she’d made. She looked so pleased with herself, she didn’t even bother noticing Inuyasha’s presence until he called out her name.



”K…Kagome?!”



She turned her head and instantly smiled at him.



“Welcome home, Inuyasha!”



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(A/N: Well? Still like it? Thanks for all of the reviews, I really appreciate it!!!)