Light feet hit the tile flooring as he ran down the hall. His black pony was tucked under the stoking cap under the hood of his sweater jacket. Music played from the Disc-man in his pocket as he ran laps around the school halls. Blue eyes kept to his path as he concentrated on his breathing and footing.

He turned the corner into the gym and started across the cement path across on the second floor. Music blared over his head phones and he glanced down the bleachers at the floor. He glimpsed a person below as he exited the gym. He turned another corner into the carpeted trophy hall. It was also called the holding area with its large ledges under the windows of the library. He ran up a few steps into the multipurpose room with a few tables and the vending machines. He ran through a narrow corridor past the teacher's lounge and turned into the main hall.

He ran down the large hall past the auditorium doors and turned again down another narrow hall past the older gym and back down the same freshman's hall. He slowed as he turned into the gym and stopped. He looked down the bleachers to the floor. Over the blaring boom box the sound of a ball hitting the polished wood range through the gym.

A girl ran across the basket ball court with a ball and shot at the hoop. He watched as it made it from the free throw line. She grabbed it again and darted the other way again. She shot from the far left and in. She was quick on her feet and kept with the beat of the music and her ball. She never looked down at her ball, always focusing on the goal. He leaned against the door frame and watched her. She stood at the free throw line and shot. It scored in. She grabbed the ball and took five steps back from the line. It went in again.

He slipped from the door and headed down the stairs to the first floor of the freshman's hall. She shot again, only ten steps from the half court line. The sound of the ball slipping through the net wasn't followed with the usual thump of it bouncing on the floor. It was the thump of it hitting a pair of hands that came. He grinned a bit and tossed the ball. She caught it and eyed him for a moment. By his clothes he was a track runner.

She stepped five paces back and shot. He caught the goal and tossed the ball to her again. She stepped back to half court line. She shot again. This time the ball hit the ring and fell. He skipped over and caught it. He tossed the ball between his hands idly. She began stepping his way when he tossed the ball again. She caught it in surprise.

"Try again." He said. She eyed him again but he nodded and she stepped back onto the line. She shot the ball again and it circled the ring. He caught it before it hit the floor on the right side. He tossed it to her. "Again. Try it again." She frowned but did as he said. This time it bounced off the rim, hit the back board and went in. He caught it and grinned at her.

The girl cheered and jumped up and down. "I got it! Finally! Yes!" He walked up to her and handed her the ball. She smiled up at him, her azure blue eyes glittering happily. "Thank you."

"Sure." He said with a grin. "That your first goal from that line?" She nodded.

"I always got to that point but never got it in. Of course I would always quit right at the miss." He nodded.

"Just gotta keep goin'." He said. He put up his head phones and ran up the bleacher stairs, leaving the girl behind as she smiled. He ran down the path and just when he reached the door he noticed the ball flying at him. He skidded to a stop and caught it with wide sky blue eyes. He looked down at the smiling girl with her hands on her hips.

She curled her finger at him, telling him to come. He grinned a bit and started down the stairs with the ball under his arm. She smiled as she took the ball from the grinning boy. "You forgot to give me your name." She said.

"Koga Wolf." He said. He stuck out his hand to her. Her azure blue eyes glittered as she smiled.

"Kagome Higurashi." Her hand slid into his with a small shake.

Koga sighed as his head hit the text book open on the table before him. He hated studying for tests. They sucked and were a big waste of time. He wanted the year to go by quickly so track season came. He hated sitting around without practice or anything to do but study and play video games with his brothers.

He also hated English. It was so stupid. Why did they need to know this stuff? It was pointless. It's not like he was going to be a writer or something after collage. If he went. He groaned in frustration. The cool pages felt good on his pounding forehead. "Hey stranger." A voice said above him.

He growled and looked up into green eyes. "What do you want?" He snapped. She smirked and walked around him, sliding her fingers over his tense shoulders. He didn't like it the way most perverts would. "Go away. I'm trying to study this before Thursday."

"Oh." She cooed. She slid into his lap with her legs on either side of his waist. Her skirt hitched up and showed off her panties underneath. He really didn't need this right now. She stroked his hard chest and slipped one hand around his neck. "Is the wolfy stressed out?" She purred like she was talking to a baby. She slid her hands to his shoulders and lifted herself up to press her boobs against him. "I can fix that." She purred into his ear. He was so glad the shelves blocked the view of the librarian and no one was at the tables near.

"Am I interrupting something here?" She pulled away and they looked to the left to see a girl standing at the end of one of the shelves. She didn't look disgusted or even freaked out. Just curious.

He looked her over and realized something. She was the basketball girl from that morning. Her ebony hair was still braided to her waist tightly. Now she wore hip huggers and black boots with a black dragon hoody on. She actually looked good. He hadn't noticed it before but she had a pretty face and those azure eyes shimmered with innocense.

He growled and shoved the chair back. He stood up, knocking the girl in his lap to the ground. She yelped when she hit the table with her head. "Koga!" She whined as she rubbed her head.

"I told you, woman, I'm not going to fuck you. And I'm not going to date you." He said. He slung his bag over his shoulder and stuffed his books under his arm. He grabbed the girl's hand and pulled her away from the red head on the floor. That slut pissed him off. She had pinned after him now since they were thirteen and she wasn't giving up.

"Did I do something bad?" Kagome asked as she followed his quick pace. She could see the anger glittering in his sky blue eyes. Was it because she had interrupted? Idiot. I knew I should have just walked away. Now he probably hates me for this. They walked out of the back door of the library and into the holding area near the entrance to the school. "Koga, I'm sorry."

He stopped and stared down at her curiously "For what?" She glanced back at the door they had just exited. "Oh. You mean that slut, Ayame? No. You actually helped. You gave me an excuse to stand up other then to get her off. I don't even like her. She's been after me since Jr. High."

"Glad I could help." She said. They began walking again through the gym.

"So Kagome, what year are you?"

"Freshmen. And don't think just cause you're older that you can take me down like I'm a geek." She said with a grin. He laughed and ran his fingers through his hair.

"Nah. I wouldn't do that. I figured you were anyway. I've never seen you around the junior hall."

"Actually this is the first time to this town. I moved here this summer." He nodded in understanding.

"Well I'll be the good upperclassmen and be nice to you, as a freshman and newbie." He said.

"Oh thank you so much." She said sarcastically with a smile. "I'm sure I'll manage." She said. They walked down the stairs toward the first floor. "So what were you doing before Ms. Ayame Slut came?" He laughed at her name for the girl.

"I was trying to study for an English test Thursday. I hate tests and I hate studying and I absolutely hate English with Mrs. Feebler." He made a weird face at the name and Kagome laughed. He stuffed his hands into his pockets and smiled. He enjoyed talking with this girl.

"Well, I'm not familiar with junior English but I might be able to help later if you want." He eyed her with a suspicious look.

"What's your grade average?"

"98 to 79." She answered. "I struggle with the sentence forms. Nothing serious." He dipped closer to her in playful suspicion and Kagome laughed.

"You aren't a snooping pervert who'll go through my underwear when I'm not looking, are you?" Kagome burst into laughter and slapped his arm. He grinned with a chuckle and backed away as they walked out of the building.

"No! That's stupid." She shoved her hands into the pocket of her hoody and looked out at the school yard. "Who'd want to go through your underwear?" She murmured.

"Lots of people, thank you!" He said and she laughed again. He enjoyed hearing it and knowing he caused her to laugh. "Especially the girls who have the hots for me." He said with a cocky grin. She laughed again.

"Yeah! And that's 'cause Ayame's a fool!" She laughed.

"Hey!" Kagome covered her mouth to try and stop the laughter but it didn't help. "And just how many guys have you dated, Ms. 'I'm-so-not-falling-for-you'?" She stopped laughing and smiled up at him.

"I haven't had any guys. I've gone to an all girl's boarding school all my life. So this is a change for me." His eyes bugged out.

"Boarding school? They still have those around here?" He asked in disbelief. She shook her head.

"No. I lived in Europe before I came here. My father died and left me with his sister. She didn't want me so she sent me to boarding school. I came here to live with my cousin on my mother's side. They had divorced and she had taken my brother. So I never had real contact with boys most of my life. It was a Christian school with nuns for teachers." He nodded in understanding. They walked through the parking lot.

"So you've never gone to school with guys huh. Well I guess I should stay close to you then. Guys can be pretty rough on girls like that. That just adds onto you being freshman, and a newbie."

"I don't have to worry." She said. "My cousin is on the wrestling team. It was hard to believe but he's good. I watched him wrestle his dad." She said. "Plus I'm not half bad with sliding out of the way." She said and he laughed. She sighed when they stopped behind an old green pickup truck. "I should be getting home anyway. Maybe I'll see you tomorrow."

"What time do you get to the school?"

"Seven." He nodded.

"It's a date then." He said and she smiled. "So, which is yours then?" He looked around the nearly empty lot. Only a few cars were left.

"Right here." She said. He looked back to her to see her pointing. He followed her finger to her feet. "I have to walk since he left me here."

"Hmpf some cousin he is." He said. "How about I give you a ride." He offered. She smiled and was about to accept when someone butted in.

"That's not needed. I'm heading that way anyway so I'll take her." A gruff voice said. They looked to see another boy leaned against a red motorcycle. He glared at Koga and it was returned. "Don't need scum like you near my buddy's cousin messin' up her mind. Come on Kagome. Miroku's expecting you at home." He said.

Kagome glanced between Koga and the white-haired boy. She hadn't seen him before and didn't trust him. She hadn't heard about him from her cousin. Koga stepped between Kagome and the boy. "Back off, mutt. If there's any scum around here, it's crap like you. You just get along. I'll take Kagome home."

"Like hell. Miroku just asked me to bring her. He'll be ticked if I don't."

"Like you're scared of him." Koga said. The boy just ran his hand through his long white hair.

"Enough of this Wolf. Kagome. Come here." He pushed off the bike and stepped toward them. Kagome sank deeper behind Koga. She didn't like him at all. He wasn't very nice and she knew that wasn't a good thing for her. Plus Koga didn't like him at all. She trusted Koga at least. She had never even heard of this boy. "Kagome." He called again. Her hand crept to Koga's. His fingers wrapped around her hand in assurance. He wasn't going to let her go with him without a fight.

"Back off Taiyo! You have no right to order her just because you're Miroku's friend." The boys growled at each other. Kagome kept herself hidden behind Koga. She didn't like this at all. Why did he have to come and ruin her nice day? Koga's attention was ripped from the boy to behind him. Kagome had slipped her hand from his and was backing away. Fear glimmered in her azure blue eyes.

"I-I'll just walk home guys. See ya, Koga." She spun on her heels and started running out of the lot toward the road.

"Kagome! Wait!" Koga took off after her but he met a fist in his face. He glared at the boy stepping between him and Kagome.

"I told you to let me take her home, dumb ass."

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Jo Manta.