Disclamer: I do not own Inuyasha and his friends… sadly enough…

(A/N: I've had this idea for a few days now, and I keep coming up with some ideas… but I don't know how to fit them in… if anyone has any good ideas, please review and help me!!!!!)

Chapter one:

They hated each other.

You could say that they had a friend – hate relationship, or, as their friends liked to tease them, a, "love, hate" relationship. In any case, it was more hate than friendship or love.

She shot a glare at him, as she passed him on the way in the front door, and he scowled back at her, as he met up with his friends.

Who would've thought, that the 1st school day would be the start for so much change???

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"I hate him, I hate him, I HATE him!" Kagome Higurashi growled as she sat down in her classroom, throwing her humongous yellow back pack to the ground.

Beside her, a pair of dark brown eyes peeked over the top of a book.

"Kagome?" the girl asked with a sigh of relief putting down the book with a smile.

"Thank god its you… I thought that it was that pervert… Miroku again…"

She laughed softly in relief.

"Miroku… he's coming to this school too?!" Kagome exclaimed in exasperation, shocked, "But he said he was going to-"

"Become a monk and move to the mountains, I know, I know." The other girl sighed, "Evidently we should never trust him… that's a lesson we should have learned long ago…"

"Ummm…. Sango?! Err-"

Sango glanced her way, "What?"

"Hello again, Sango." A smooth voice murmured in her ear, a warm breath ghosting over her cheek.

She immediately leapt from her seat, eyes wide, looking absolutely terrified.

Sitting in the desk to her right, was Miroku Houshi, whom seemed to have forced its occupant up until a few minutes ago, a boy known as Hojo, to sit at the back of the room.

"Y-you…" Sango stuttered, nervously.

It surprised Kagome what could scare her ever so brave friend. The freak, Naraku? The gang leader, Koga? The jerk, Inuyasha? No problem. But when it came to Miroku, she was at wits end.

"M-miroku! You took that poor boys spot!" Sango shot at the supposed 'monk'.

"Did I, my dearest Sango?" he breathed, leaning towards her.

She stepped back, running into Kagome's desk.

Acting quickly, Kagome scanned the room until she found the inspiration she needed.

"Hey, Miroku…" she called to him, peeking around her friend, "I know you're busy flirting with Sango…. But, I think that you should take a look a some of the girls out in the hallway-"

He was gone in a flash, before she had even uttered her last word.

Timidly, Sango sat back down at her desk, staring at her hands, looking furious.

Kagome sighed, as she cast her friend a sympathetic look. Guys… how many more worthless scum of men would they deal with this year? How much more lying, trickery and flirting would they have to put up with?

A laugh filled the empty-ish classroom, and Kagome's eyes were drawn to the girl who had entered the room, her eyes sparkling, and a smile playing over her face.

Sango waved a hand at the girl.

"Hey! Rin! You're sitting right here!"

The girl hurried over to them, and dumped her bag on the table.

Sango instantly relaxed, and she leaned backwards in her chair, eyes closed, a victorious look on her face.

"You're a life-saver Rin." Kagome told the other girl, with a laugh, "You just saved Sango from sitting beside that lecher."

Rin smiled mischievously, and she picked up her bag as she got to her feet, " Well, maybe I shouldn't sit here… I mean if you really want to be with your lov-"

Sango's eyes snapped open, and she pleadingly grabbed Rin's sleeve, and forced her to sit down.

"Alright, alright…" Rin giggled as she slid into her seat.

The teacher, whom was a short, stout old woman, with a monocle, did not look pleased that the class was lacking more than half of the students.

"What has gotten into children these days…?" she muttered, loud enough for the students who WERE in class to hear.

Kagome snorted, "'These days'?" she whispered to Sango, "And what time is she from? Sengoku Jidai?"

Kagome's eyes roved over the teacher, whom, not only was wearing an old fashioned monocle, but the robes of a Shinto priestess.

A loud voice behind her caused Kagome to start, and as she turned her head to see the speaker, she felt the anger and hatred boil up inside of her again.

Inuyasha Youkai, with his long silvery hair, and honey colored eyes, stood arms crossed, in the middle of the walkway as he glared at the teacher with a scrutinizing expression.

Funny wasn't it? How slowly and surely your anger can ebb away, but it can flare up like that again in an instant?

Kagome frowned, as his eyes caught hers, and he sauntered over to the desk on her right.

She suddenly felt panicky.

'no not there! Anywhere but there! Don't sit there…' she thought desperately, and as he slumped into his chair, she closed her eyes and hoped that the seating arrangements were not permanent, and that if she REALLY had any spiritual power, as her grandfather claimed, that it would come to her right now, save her, and the world, from the horror of Inuyasha Youkai.