Hello all! ApparitionFox ish back, and with another story all ready for everyone! Well, after the sad 'demise' of my Sept. 11 story, --glares at reviewers-- I must come back strong with an even better story! --turns on tape with cheering-- Okay! --turns off tape-- On with the story!

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Her hips swayed with the beat; no one could stop her now. Unless...

THE BATTERIES DIED! Tears comically streamed down her face as she looked at her CD player in angst. Oh, the horrors of teenage angst. Yes, this was all the symptoms. Kagome was indeed suffering from another one of her moments. Now, if only she was a normal person. Yes, don't we all wish we had out sanity?

"The authoress of this fanfic apparently lost her sanity a long time ago!" Kagome screamed, looking at the camera. Yes, I did indeed lose my sanity long ago. But, on with the story. Kagome's CD player had just died, and she was in the middle of a kendo dojo. Which she was forbidden to enter after several... incidents shall we say. Punching people in the face was purely a friendly gesture and pushing people down the stairs is considered to be helping them. We swear.

"Yeah yeah, enough of my banishment from this place. Get on with the damn fanfiction." Kagome said, searching the entire dojo for a pair of batteries. But, to no avail. She never found them. Alas, what she did find was a dustbunny. But that doesn't count, now does it? Well, after wandering the dojo for several hours, with a dead CD player, she decided that it was no use and simply left. But she didn't leave without a fight. No, she went straight for the bokken, the practice swords that kendo trainees use to practice with. She marched straight up to the manager. Yes, everyone must hate the manager, for it was Naraku. Truely, everyone must fear him or something. It's a law to hate and fear him. I think... Anyway! Kagome marched straight up to him... and whapped him over the head with the bokken. He looked at her in surprise, but that look didn't last long. No, it went straight to hate. You see, he loved Kagome secretly. But Kagome hated his guts. So he pretends to hate her so that he won't look like a fool. Naraku is very self-concious. He would never look like a fool in front of the woman that he loved. It was unnatural.

"On with the fanfiction!" Kagome and Naraku yelled simutaneously. Unfortunately, authoress is very hard-headed and doesn't obey orders very well. Too bad for them. But now, Naraku was sporting a huge bump on the back of his head and a very pissed off teen in his dojo. But that isn't the pairing for this story, so everyone is going to have to deal with it. Well, Kagome gave the bokken to Naraku, smirked, grabbed her gym bag, and walked out the dojo. Once outside, she stopped, wondering where she was going to go. Her gym bag had every posession she ever owned in it. And that wasn't a lot. For Kagome was an orphan. Her parents died in a car wreck 1 year after her birth. So, she had been raised by family until she was of age where she could be kicked out into the real world. And boy did they kick her out. Literally. She still has the bruise on her bottom from where she was kicked. But there is no need to describe it, so we shall move on. Kagome had been kicked out into the real world about 30 minutes ago. So, I guess that we could say that she had nothing and no one. But that was just fine with her. She enjoyed her solitude. But she also enjoyed her 'hazardous' actions against other people. Of course, she considered them friendly, not hazardous. But she didn't look up those words in the dictionary, now did she?

"Okay woman! I've had enough of your damn rambling! Get on with the fic, dammit!" Kagome screamed very unkindly at me, making me ramble on some more. By now, she was begging random people off the street to end her life. But no one responded to that and decided that she was better off ignoring me. So, now I will start the actual fanfiction.

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A/N- Okay, so I'm evil I guess that you'll just have to deal with it, huh. Anyway, I'll update soon cause I have some time until I must do the dreaded Algebra I homework. So, I might actually have the next chapter out today. Until then, though... JA NE!