Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha.

So, I was inspired by a note from facebook to write a collection of drabbles based off a list of 50 random things I made about myself. Of course, all of these won't have to do with me and I might just include it because I was inspired in the middle of class but I the first few might actually come from that list.

This has nothing to do with Confessions of a Band Camp Geek or High School Freak, just incase the title might have led you on.

I Have a Confession to Make…

I don't understand French.

"Do you see this? It says fille, so it should be pronounced like Phil or fillet. As in, with an l."

"No, Inuyasha, its pronounced fiya. As in, with a y."

"Then why the fuck would they put two l's there!"

Miroku sighed for the hundredth time, rubbing his temples. "French isn't a phonetic language, Inuyasha."

"No shit." Inuyasha shut his French book and laid his head down on the library table, his head hurting after trying to understand a non-phonetic language. "I don't get why you like French so much."

"Ladies think its romantic," Miroku shrugged, rocking back on the back two legs of his chair. "So I'm going to take French 5 and travel to France and pick up lots of ladies with my fluent skills in the language."

"I hear European chicks don't shave their pits."

"You shouldn't believe stereotypes."

"Fine, don't listen to me. You'll find out for yourself when you take her shirt off and wish you hadn't."

Miroku glared at the top his best friend's head and snatched the stack of note cards that were resting in the middle of the table and began flipping through them. "What's quatre-vingt-dix-huit?"

"Je ne sais pas."

"Ninety-eight," Miroku answered, going to the next card. "How do you ask how many brothers do you have?" Miroku asked. "In French."

"Je ne sais pas."

"Combien de frères as-tu," Miroku answered again, moving to the next card. "What is sister-in-law in French?"

"Je ne sais pas."

Miroku put the card down and looked at Inuyasha who had lifted his head so his chin was resting on his forearms. "Is 'I don't know' the only thing you know in French?"

Inuyasha smirked. "Oui."

Miroku sighed and shook his head, pushing Inuyasha's cards back to him. "You are going to fail French."

"I already am." Inuyasha shrugged as he lifted his head off the table and grabbed his cards, stuffing them in his bag. "French is a hard language."

"Why are you taking it again?" The bell rang and Miroku pushed his chair back and stood up, pulling his pants up on his hips. Inuyasha grabbed his bag, pulling it over his shoulder and standing up at the same time. '"You suck at French."

"I told you already," Inuyasha said, grabbing his French book. "I found out Kagome signed up for French 1 so I got out of Spanish and switched to French."

"And she's not even in your class!" Miroku laughed as they walk out of the school library.

"Shut the fuck up," Inuyasha mumbled, embarrassed about the situation himself. "I thought Ms. Sloan was the only French teacher and she only had one beginner's class this semester."

"You're such a dumbass."

"I won't be when I get her to tutor me."

Miroku stopped in the middle of the bustling hall and looked at his friend who was suddenly smiling. "This was your plan all along?"

No, he had just come up with it, having been hit with a rare stroke of ingenuity, but why give Miroku the satisfaction?

"If plan A fails, always have a plan B in your back pocket. My grade is low enough to demand tutoring from a smart girl like Kagome."

"I hear she's failing Algebra 2."

"So she's not a math whiz." Inuyasha shrugged as they turned down the hall to get to their biology class. "I'm not asking her for help on equations."

"And you really think she'll agree?"

"Of course," Inuyasha answered with no hesitation. "She has to."

~0~

"Hey Kagome!"

"Shit!" Kagome screamed, jumping ten feet in the air at the sound of someone yelling in her ear. She whirled around to see a smirking Inuyasha leaning against the locker next to hers. "Don't do that!"

"Sorry," Inuyasha apologized grinning, holding his hands up and Kagome just rolled her eyes, going back to shuffling through her locker. "I actually need to talk to you."

"What do you want now?"

"Can you try removing that hostility from your voice?"

Kagome pulled out the book she was looking for and shut her locker, turning to face the half-demon, and cocked her hip out, letting a hand rest on it. "What do you want now?" she repeated in the exact same tone.

Inuyasha sighed. "You're taking French this semester, right?"

"Unfortunately," Kagome sighed, bending over to pick her bag up off the floor and hoisting it over her shoulder. "I know we're only sophomores, but the freshmen in that class are just… ugh!"

"Yeah…" He was never attentive enough to know how the freshmen in his class acted. "So, what do you have in the class?"

"An A." She began walking down the hall and Inuyasha easily fell into step with her. "Why?"

"Well, your A and my F completely contradict each other so you're the perfect person for tutoring me."

Kagome started laughing. "You're seriously flunking French 1?"

"I don't find any of this funny."

"But it's so easy!"

"Not if you think French is a stupid language," Inuyasha argued. "Who made up a non-phonetic language?"

"You do know it's actually English that's the hardest language to learn, right?" Inuyasha just shrugged his shoulders. "If you hate French so much why did you sign up for the class?"

"I… uh…" Inuyasha scratched the back of his head and tried to hide his reddening face from Kagome. "I was thrown in the class because Spanish was full."

"Bummer," Kagome said sympathetically. "I got thrown into Chorus because both Photography and Art were full. Isn't that some seriously fucked up luck?"

"Um, yeah."

"But, there are plenty things to love about French," Kagome continued as they turned left around a corner. "There's Paris with the Eiffel Tower, the Louvre, Notre-Dame, the…" Kagome looked over and realized Inuyasha didn't even comprehend a word she said and tried speaking in terms he would understand. "French fries and French kissing."

"Ah…" Inuyasha said with realization, nodding his head a bit. "Now we're on the same page here."

"You're so ignorant to other cultures."

"So, back to the tutoring," Inuyasha said, changing the subject. "You think you can help me out?"

"I'll have to double check, but I think I'm free on Friday."

"Great!" Inuyasha smiled brightly at her as they made their way to the bus lot. "I can never get work done on an empty stomach so we should probably get something to eat at that French restaurant down the street, the cheap one." Kagome opened her mouth to respond, but Inuyasha kept talking. "And then we can see that movie, From Paris with Love, the one with John Travolta?"

"Actually—"

"I figured some French culture might be incorporated since it had Paris in the title and all."

"Do you plan on actually studying, or was this just your grand plan to ask me out?" She was smiling as she asked it though causing Inuyasha's confidence to skyrocket.

"Oh, of course we'll be studying. What kind of tutor would you be if you didn't teach me anything?" Kagome raised a brow, not believing him, as Inuyasha held the door open for her and she stepped outside. "Actually, I could use an advanced course in French kissing."

Kagome stopped dead in her tracks. "I-Inuyasha…" She looked over at her friend for about six months, who had had turned to stand in front of her, her face a deep shade of red. Sure, she had hoped for this but for it to actually be happening was too much to take in. "A-are… are you asking me—"

"In fact," Inuyasha cut Kagome off and, realizing his luck was rooting for him, he wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her close. I say we should get a head start rig—"

"STOP!" Kagome screamed, holding up her book to block Inuyasha's lips from hers.

Inuyasha instantly released Kagome and watched as she tried to gather her wits. Great, he had just completely screwed his chances with her by being so forward. The plan was to have her tutor him and slowly show her that they could be more than just friends over time, not to just… spring it on her. Why did he have to get so overconfident and do something as stupid as trying to kiss her?

"Look, I like you and everything, but—"

"You like me?" Inuyasha cut her off, his ears perking up.

"I… I…" Kagome's face turned bright red. "Um, yeah." Inuyasha's grin almost cracked his cheeks. "But this is going way too fast for me."

"Too fast, gotcha," Inuyasha repeated with a nod, trying to contain his smile some. "That's fine, we can take it slow. As slow as you want."

"Okay…" Kagome had to take a second to process everything. Inuyasha had finally asked her out and she just needed a second or two to get a hold of the situation. "Okay."

"So, the date on Friday. Too fast…"

"No!" Kagome blushed at how quick she was to answer and Inuyasha smirked. "The date Friday is a good place to start."

"Cool."

"Yeah."

They stood there awkwardly for a few seconds, both ridiculously happy but trying to play it cool.

"So," Kagome spoke up, "I should get going before my bus leaves."

"Oh, yeah. Yeah. Me… I do too…" Inuyasha babbled, nodding his head, too happy to get his words out right. "So, uh… date tomorrow?"

"At Six. Pick me up at my house."

"Okay."

"And be sure to study," Kagome called over her shoulder as she began jogging to her bus, the engines roaring to life.

"Study?" Inuyasha's brows furrowed together. "For what!"

Kagome stopped and turned around to smile broadly at Inuyasha and the only thing he could do was stare at how the light hit her hair and the wind blew her hair in her face.

"Your French kissing, dummy!" Kagome smiled at the way Inuyasha's mouth hung open. "You don't want to fail that test too!"

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And that is the first of many random oneshots, inspired by how much I suck at foreign languages. Like it says in the summary, this is a story for all couples and by that I really mean, InuKag, MiroSan, KaguSess, KogAya, and RinSess. Those are the only couples I'm doing and that's it. I'll tell you which couple the chapter will be about in the beginning though, so if you don't want to read about that couple, you'll know ahead of time.

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~Kimiko888~

hanmajoerin should've known that this was going to have something to do with FRENCH. hanmajo has told Kimiko888 rather sadly that by the time she makes it to French 3, well, she'll have the same bitter distaste for it as hanmajoerin does for German. Edited? Yeah… :D

But incorporating those few French words is really going to help on my test tomorrow! ~Kimiko888