Source of Magic by Moonsilver by ebonizy
Summary: An AU, occurring in the modern world, following Kagome as she attends a mixed college -"magic" and "mundane"- where she meets new friends over the period of time she is there.
Categories: Legends Characters: InuYasha, Kaede, Kagome, Kirara, Kouga, Miroku, Mrs Higurashi, Myouga, Naraku, Other, Rin, Sango, Sesshomaru, Shippou, Souta
Genres: Friendship, Romance, School Life, Slice of Life
Warnings: None
Challenges: None
Series: None
Chapters: 90 Completed: Yes Word count: 135582 Read: 27200 Published: February 18, 2015 Updated: April 02, 2015
This Summer's Problem by ebonizy
These characters do not belong to me, but the story does!

Source of Magic

Chapter 43

This Summer's Problem

Sango had just finished loading the dishwasher when the bell chimed again. It was ten o'clock and the Special was mostly empty. Kaede was cleaning up the kitchen because at this late at night the majority of people just wanted a soda refill.

She walked out of the kitchen to greet the customer. "Good evening," she said approaching the table. "May I get you a drink?"

"Yes, please," Miroku said pleasantly. "A Sprite, if you wouldn't mind."

Sango fetched it and brought it back. "May I take your order?"

"I'd like a club sandwich."

Sango wrote it down. "It comes with a choice of potato chips or french fries."

"Potato chips, please."

"All right. I'll be right back with that."

Miroku shook his head. "No rush."

Ten minutes later, Sango came back with his sandwich. Kaede had a problem with finding a good tomato and she apologized.

"It's fine," Miroku said smiling. "Thank you."

Sango went back into the kitchen to help Kaede with the dishwasher again. Her second stop was upstairs to see if anyone needed anything. No one did, so she went downstairs to check on Miroku again. He was the only one left in the downstairs dining area.

Soon the students filtered out and only Miroku was seated. Sango cleaned up with Kaede and Kirara in the kitchen, but she was sent to clean the tables upstairs. When those were finished, she wiped down the ones on the ground level.

Miroku was still eating one of the quarters. "Am I preventing you from leaving?"

Sango shook her head. "No. We'll be cleaning up for another half hour yet. Take your time."

"I think my eyes were bigger than my stomach," Miroku admitted. "Could I have a takeout box?"

Sango nodded and fetched one. He accepted it from her with a long glance at her face. "You have very pretty eyes," he said softly.

She froze. "Sir, you're a professor."

Miroku shook his head. "Technically, yes, but I'm not teaching this summer. Are you attending classes?"

"No."

"Then there's nothing wrong with me asking you on a date. When do you have a few hours available?"

Sango blinked. "I didn't say yes."

Miroku smiled. "I'm sorry. I'd like some company when I go to the movies next. Would you care to join me?"

He's a professor, she thought. You don't date professors because everyone thinks you're sleeping together and that's why you're getting good grades. But I'm not studying anything right now... And he's really good-looking and I haven't had a date since I moved here.

"Sure," she said cautiously. "I'll have tomorrow off."

"Sounds wonderful. Is there anything playing that you'd like to see?" She nodded. "Then we'll go see that." He withdrew a piece of paper from his pocket. "When you find out what time the movie is, call me and I'll come pick you up."

He picked up his box and nodded to her. "Thank you, Sango. Good night." He walked out the front door and Sango blinked.

She walked into the kitchen and stood there in a daze. "I've got a date tomorrow night."

By the beginning of June, she and Miroku had been out five times. By July, she knew he kissed well. August came and she began to worry. She really liked Miroku. But he was a professor and she was a student. The two didn't go together well. At this college it was an unwritten rule but strongly discouraged. The whole problem with these relationships was how could you tell if it was truly consensual? If a professor asked a student out with the threat of 'date me or I'll fail you', what were you supposed to do? If you needed the class, you needed the grade. Would anyone believe you?

Sango ground her teeth. But it is consensual, she thought. I'm not taking any classes from him, so what does it matter?

She had mentioned her worries to Miroku, but he had only smiled at her and told her not to worry so much.

The phone rang so she answered it. "Hi, is Sango home?"

"Yes. Hi, Kagome."

"Hi! I wanted to let you know that I'll be back on Tuesday and classes start on Wednesday. Rin and I are rooming together again. I'm going to be there at eight o'clock on Monday, but moving in on Tuesday. Rin's going to to show up at four in the afternoon and we'll be unpacking all day long." Kagome gave her the room number and the phone number for it 'in case you want to call'. They chattered on for a few more minutes about Kagome getting her refrigerator from Inuyasha and stocking it back up.

Sango said good-bye and hung up after she heard Kagome repeat the farewell. She sighed. "I'll just go talk to Kagome about this. Maybe she'll have a good answer."
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