M.S.: Hello everyone~ Thank you for joining me tonight as I post my seventh story so far… For people who have previously read my work the schedule continues as usual. (Posts will be on Wednesdays and Saturdays) Anyways, I don't own Inuyasha characters, and blah blah blah, you get the point.

Sessh: Shut Ms. Author and let the people read your fricken' story already.

M.S.: You shut up or I'll kill your character~

Sessh: 0_o

M.S.: That's what I thought. Now you may read. Thank you! Oh, reviews appreciated, please no flames, thanx again!

I Meet the Most Violent, Depressed, and Gorgeous Person Ever:

"Ahhhh!" I moaned loudly to myself, "I'm going to be late on my first day of school!" I scampered out the door, locking it behind me as I ran. The key got stuck and it took nearly five minutes to get out. Then I tripped down the apartment stairs, almost got hit by a car, had to help a tiny old man cross the street, had to wait for a parade to cross the street… I won't say anymore. We'll just say I was really late.

Name's Rin Kobayashi. Orphaned at the age of six after my parent's murders, I've lived in several foster homes. I'm a senior now, starting at Shikon High after moving into my new, totally, one hundred percent self-owned apartment. And yes, my luck is always that bad.

I'm considered a bit strange by most simply for my habit of befriending the roughest, most unapproachable looking people at any school. I try to help them become more accepted, and usually it works.

I skidded to a stop in front of the school gates. They were still open, the bell had already rung. Not a person in sight. Great…

I sprinted through the halls at breakneck pace, sliding a bit on the tiles as I halted before room 5G. I gripped the handle, smoothed my skirt, and opened the door.

"-There should have been a new student today… maybe I got the date wrong? Oh!" The teacher cried, spotting me and looking me over with ice blue eyes. He was an eastern dog demon with a shock of pitch black hair and the crimson sun on his forehead showing clearly. He wasn't old (though with demon's one could never tell) but he was perhaps in his mid thirties.

"Sorry!" I panted, "I got stuck waiting for a parade to cross… and there was an old guy, and my keys got stuck and…" there was a bout of snickering around the room.

"Alright, alright, just tell us your name and then we'll find you a seat." He commanded, motioning to the center of the room. I scanned the students as I walked, noticing something. There was a square of empty and/or broken desks surrounding an individual who had a black hood pulled so low over his face all I could see were their flashing gold eyes. They must have been tall too, because even when slouched so low in his chair, he was taller than most of the people sitting upright. The corner of his desk seemed to be stained with blood, as if he had clubbed someone with it.

"Hey there everyone… I'm Rin Kobayashi, and I hope I can really fit in here." I announced, bowing. I received smiles from the crowd. The black hooded figure didn't move.

"All right Kobayashi… you'll have to sit… there." He pointed to a desk right beside the hooded boy. I was sure he was a boy now; no girl could be that tall or broad. A gasp came from the class.

"You can't do that Sensei, he'll kill her!"

"You know what Sesshomaru did to the last guy who sat there!"

"Yeah, his blood is still there! You know what happened!"

"He deserved what he got." Came the monotone reply from the hooded boy, apparently called Sesshomaru. Hm, the Killing Perfection. Odd name. "And you should all shut up. It pisses me off when you all talk at once like that."

Instant silence. I walked over and sat next him. I stuck out my right hand for a handshake, and he kept his arms folded tightly across his chest. I withdrew my hand.

"Murakami," the teacher called, apparently addressing my neighbor, "remove that hood please."

"I like my hood." He replied flatly.

"That wasn't a request. Remove that from your head at once."

"No." a note of menace crept into his voice now. Blatant refusal of teachers' orders? Hard core… those brilliant but emotionless golden eyes flashed dangerously, and the teacher pursed his lips. "My hood is going to stay where it is, and nothing you say is going to make it otherwise. Anyways, no one wants to looks at me. They all hate me. I can smell their fear and abhorrence to me."

"Fine!" the teacher snapped. I didn't miss the fact that his hand was trembling ever so slightly. "You will be assigned to help the new girl around school as punishment!"

"As previously stated, you can't make me do anything I don't want to."

The teacher turned away with a snort and began his lecture. For some reason I couldn't keep my eyes off the hooded stranger. I wondered what he looked like, why everyone feared him, and what the heck was up with the bloodstain on his desk.

The bell rang, and I began to follow him. He turned after a moment to stare at me. I could only really see his eyes glowing like hot coals out of the shadows in his hood, and his mouth.

"Why are you following me?" he asked with almost no change in tone; it was flat, cold in the extreme.

"Well, I don't know where to go. You were assigned to help me, so I'm following you." I replied cheerfully.

"Hn. I'm not good at helping people."

"Now you can practice!"

"You piss me off."

"Glad to hear it!"

"Please leave me alone." His voice changed a bit for once, now sounding a bit pleading, like he couldn't stand to be in another presence. "I really don't like people."

"Get used to it buster. You live on earth, so there are a lot of people." I shot back. He muttered something along the lines of, 'Damn wench, leave me the hell alone,' before walking to our next class. I kept a nonstop flow of random chatter going as we walked, just to make him extra-annoyed.

"Can I call you Sunshine?" I asked him out of the blue.

"No."

"Why not? It'd be funny… cause it makes no sense! Just in the like, hour that I've known you, I've come to the realization that you are more like a really dark pit with spikes at the bottom where the sun has never shone before, not like the sun at all."

"That's great. Please shut up." He said as he sat down at the next desk… amazingly, all the desks around him here were empty as well…. I sat next to him.

"Anyways," I continued, "I think you and I can be friends, you know?"

"I don't need friends." He growled lowly. I raised my eyebrows at him.

"Oh really. I think everyone needs a friend at some point." I asserted. He stood up sharply, surprising me. I caught a flash of red, not gold, from his eyes. The rest of the class watched in horror.

"Just leave me the hell alone!" I snarled, "I don't need you, or anyone else!" His hands were balled into fists at his sides, his pale fingers white at the knuckles. It struck me now how tall he was; I was only five foot two, and he looked to be somewhere from seven and a half feet to seven and two thirds. Really freakin' tall.

A girl came up behind me, and whispered in my ear.

"Back away slowly. This guy is an animal. If you make any sudden movements, he'll snap."

"I can hear you." Sesshomaru spat at her. "I'm not stupid."

"Leave Kagome alone you bastard." Growled a boy with long white hair and dog ears. "It's your fault that people see you like this." His hands clenched harder, and his claws sliced into his palm, making blood run down his fingers. I stood and placed a hand on his arm.

"Don't let them get to you, all right?" I asked softly. He was breathing heavily, but at my words, he looked away and slammed into his chair with a soft growl. I turned to Kagome.

"I appreciate the warning… but I'm his friend." I said to her. This earned me another snarl from my odd companion. The dog eared boy shrugged and exchanged glances with the girl.

"Can't say we didn't warn you." The boy said.

"But I'm surprised he listened to you." Finished the girl. The pair seemed very close. The teacher walked in, and seeing a ring of people around Sesshomaru and me, heaved a sigh. She was an elderly woman with an eye patch.

"Sesshomaru, are you causing trouble again?" She cried. "Every time I come in here…"

"I didn't do anything…. yet." Sesshomaru replied with a hard gaze. I noticed how nice his voice was. Deep, and rich, like silk or velvet. The teacher sighed again, and simply turned to write on the board.

"As many of you know, I'm Kaede Kimura, but you can all call me Kaede or Granny. I will be taking this class over for Mr. Sasaki because he will be in the hospital for quite some time…." There was muttering, and glares in Sesshomaru's direction.

"Anyway, we have a new student today… Miss, if you would stand up and tell us your name please?"

"Hi, I'm Rin Kobayashi…" I told everyone.

"Welcome, Ms. Kobayashi. We'll assign someone to help you around school until you get the hang of things." Kaede said with a soft smile.

"Oh, it's alright, I've got Sunshine here to help me out, right?" I asked cheerfully with a quick look at Sesshomaru.

"I told you not to call me that…" he muttered, shifting forward in his seat to lean his elbows on the desk. Kaede looked surprised.

"'Sunshine'? You mean Murakami there?"

"Yeah!" I trilled. "He seems very nice and doesn't seem to mind me following him around." More muttering in the room.

"If you're sure then…" Kaede said, turning back to the board and beginning her lecture on health. I tore a page out of my note book and scribbled down something before passing it to Sesshomaru.

You really don't mind helping me, do you?

No, not particularly… please don't call me Sunshine.

Aw, but that's the nickname I gave you! :(

Then I'm going to call you A-cup. How's that?

You're mean! :0

So went our conversation for most of class. I was never called on because I was new, and everyone pretty much ignored Sesshomaru anyway, so it was fine.

Class after class went by in this manner, and I lost Sesshomaru for a bit at lunch only to find him sitting alone in a corner… with his hood still up.

School ended and Sesshomaru was gone faster than you could say his name… which was pretty long actually. Whatever. He disappeared.

It began to rain heavily as I left the school.

"Always be PREPARED!" I yelled triumphantly, popping open my travel umbrella. Laughing quietly to myself like the psycho I am, I walked out into the downpour, intent on getting home mostly dry.

I hummed quietly to myself and began to walk down an alley way shortcut of mine, to see a figure huddled on the ground in an overlarge black hoodie.

AHHHHH! A RAPIST! Oh wait… maybe not.

"U-um, excuse me, but-!"

"What do you-!" The person snarled angrily. "Oh, it's you, A-cup."

"Sunshine?" I gaped. "You looked pretty suspicious sitting here all alone." Sesshomaru stood up with a shrug.

"Not like I have anywhere else to go…" There was a creak from above his head. He glanced up only to meet a face full of water when the shingle above his head broke. "Gah!" He cried in surprise. "Dammit…." He sighed, pushing the sopping hood off his face. I gasped. He could have been an angle… except for his attitude, which I guess is why he's a demon.

Silver bangs hung in brilliant gold eyes that were underscored by magenta stripes that adorned each cheek. A midnight blue moon crested his forehead, nearly hidden by the streams of soaked silver.

"Uh… Um… Do you wanna use my umbrella?" I asked tentatively.

"No."

"Do ya wanna dry off?"

"Not really."

"Do you want to go home?"

"Don't be ridiculous." He responded flatly, turning away. "You should go home before you catch a cold, A-cup." He walked away and disappeared into the gentle rain.

"You're one to talk…" I muttered, going in the opposite direction. And so began a rather one-sided friendship between me and the most violent, depressed, gorgeous person I had ever met.