Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha (even if I wish it upon a shooting star). InuYasha does not belong to me, Rumiko Takahashi rightfully owns InuYasha. InuYasha is under license by VIZ in the US, and Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, SUNRISE 2000 in Japan

SORELY NERDY

Ch.1-Fatefully Reunited

A/N: Dedicated to all my fellow 'nerds' or just the really smart people. However it is you want to call them.

Kagome Higurashi, age 16. The sole proof that appearances are deceiving. The nerd who doesn't look like nerd. The girl her teachers confused the first day of school as not being the girl with the perfect score in the entrance exam.

Kagome Higurashi, that's me.

In Primary School I was the geeky girl with the glasses. I had the highest grades, and a perfect score in my final exam during my last year in Primary School.

Being a nerd and all, I surprisingly never received any taunts from anyone, since they were all in 'awe' of my intelligence, although the occasional comical sneer came from the kid I thought I had a crush on.

Okay, I did have a crush on him, but I stopped liking him completely later on and liked him like a very close friend. Our teacher thought teaming up the class nerd and the troublemaker in a 'Create-your-legacy' project would be a good idea. We pretty much had to tell each other everything in order to complete the project.

Being the way that I am, I wasn't about to let him slack off and give me false information; after all, my grade depended on him. Hence the reason to why I spent most of my free time during one week in his house, seeing what he was really like.

The only things that we had left to reveal to each other were secrets. Mine being that I'd had a crush on him, and his…?

I was 12, about to go to Secondary School when my cousin came to visit us.

A lot of people didn't like her, but that's because they didn't know what she was really like. If you spend time with her, like I did in the summer before my first year in Secondary School, you'd find out she's the big sister you wish you had.

That summer, I went through a change. And no, it wasn't because of puberty, it was a 'makeover' from my favorite cousin.

Well, it wasn't much of a makeover, she just convinced my mom to let me wear contacts instead of my glasses with the thick lenses, and gave me a bag with make up.

She told me that it was up to me to decide if I wanted to use the make up and change what I looked like, so she would only show me how to use it if I wanted to.

But you see, she is nice. She wasn't about to force me into wearing it.

I agreed and she showed me what was currently the 'fad' in the United States. She lives there, but my aunt and uncle had decided it would be a good idea to send her to Japan with us for a summer, to get her away from some trouble she'd had with some guy.

My cousin left before the start of my first year in Secondary School, but she'd promised to come back, when she finished High School.

"No one will recognize you. Go ahead and take pleasure in knowing that you shocked everyone by proving that not all nerds are losers and ugly."

I had indeed proved that, not that I agreed with the usual stereotype, but proving it wrong was once of the most memorable moments in my life. The first day of school, with my brand-new uniform, the slightest bit of lip-gloss and blush, eyeliner and new contacts, I was unrecognizable.

So unrecognizable that my best friend's to-be boyfriend mistakenly thought I was the new exchange student. And asked me out. Now that we look back to it, we have a great laugh out of it.

My cousin, Kikyo, is due to come this afternoon, since she has already ended school. Lucky Americans, us Japanese students go to school for about 60 more days than them.

Either way, those extra days will pay off somehow. As of right now, I'm working on keeping my high grades, so I get to be one of the ones with a paid week on the renowned summer campsite. Anyone will be able to attend, but they'll have to pay. Only 10 people from each grade level are getting their whole week paid.

That's reason as to why my friends are studying with me. Which is something they usually try to avoid.

Anyways, my best friend, Sango, and her boyfriend, Miroku, are coming with me when I go meet my cousin at the airport. Mom has some work to do, and Sota is busy because of a soccer game. At 11 years of age, the kid is already the team's captain, and the most popular. I might've gotten the brains, but Sota got the natural popularity.

I don't mind, after all, I'm just a normal 16 year-old-girl who just wishes to do well in school. I don't mind the fact that I've never had a boyfriend. I've been out on dates, sure, but having a boyfriend was never something I took a fancy to.

As I dressed in a skirt and a tank top, I looked at my figure in the mirror. I wasn't ugly. I'd always been complimented on my stunning blue eyes, lean body, and cascade of black hair. Yet there was something that most guys didn't like about me.

The fact that I'm a lot smarter than them.

I sighed and started applying my make up as I killed time until Sango and Miroku arrived.

My first date, with Hojo Awaji in the 8th grade, ended in disaster. It was on the same day that our scores for the Midterms were posted. Hojo didn't seem too happy with the fact that I once again received the highest rank because of my consecutive perfect scores, with him in the second highest rank. During our date, bringing up school was inevitable, hence the reason for our argument and hasty end to our date.

My second date with Koga Kitamura last year wasn't any better. It was the school's Spring Festival, and I accepted Koga's offer, just to see if things would work out between us. He'd constantly been asking me out, but I'd refused since it was obvious that one of my friends liked him. When I finally did go out with him, he left me there after we participated in one of the activities set up in a booth. It hadn't been my idea to participate in a knowledge test; it was his idea, since he thought he could actually beat me in it.

Apparently not.

Since then, I abstained from dating, deciding that I would continue getting the highest grades even in High School.

So far, I still rank first.

I had completely finished with my make up when there was a honking noise outside. I grabbed my purse and quickly made sure every door was locked before running down the shrine steps into Miroku's car.

"Hey, Kagome."

"Hi Sango. Good afternoon Miroku."

"Hello, miss. To Tokyo Airlines?"

"Yes, sir!"

We all laughed as Miroku started the car once again and rode on the empty street. Before Sango ever became Miroku's girlfriend, we'd been extremely formal with him. Now, we just joked about it, both of us sometimes acting as if Miroku was our personal chauffeur.

When we arrived at the airport, Sango and Miroku stayed behind in the car while I walked inside to look for my cousin.

According to the screen, her plane was due to arrive in ten minutes, so I decided to walk to the tiny shops they had there as I waited.

I walked up to a magazine stand, and politely asked the young man there to move over so I could get the magazine I'd wanted to buy for a long time. When I grabbed it, the boy next to me moved over completely.

"I would have expected a pretty girl like you to get the one next to it."

I looked up to the magazine I had my hands on, and the one next to it. Okay, I might've not looked like it, but I'm really a big fan of Rock music. I like Pop, but…it doesn't compare to ear-shattering drums, flowing guitar solos, heavy bass lines and the stunning vocals.

"I don't fancy magazines that tell me what I should wear, do and look like."

I turned my head so that I could look at the boy, and man was I shocked.

There he was, my old childhood crush. Looking as handsome as ever, I could tell he didn't recognize me.

Smiling, I held out my hand. "I'm Kagome. Who may you be?"

I could see the confusion in his face; he stared at me before saying, "Kagome? Are you Kagome Higurashi?"

"Bingo! Why, InuYasha Takahashi, I was afraid you wouldn't recognize me!"

"Well, you look…"

"Different?"

"Yeah…"

I smiled as I looked at him closely. Oh, wow. I was not the only one that looked different. He did too. His unusual silver hair had gotten longer with time, his eyes looked as beautiful as ever, and he gained even more muscle than what he'd had before.

Now I remember why I liked him. Along with pretty much every girl in school.

"What are you doing here?" I casually asked as we moved over to the cash register where I bought the magazine.

"I'm waiting for my brother. He's coming back from a year in college in California."

"Really? So Sesshomaru really did end up in the United States?"

"Yeah. What about you?"

"I'm waiting for Kikyo."

"Your cousin?"

"Yeah, school as already ended for her, so she's spending the summer with us."

It felt normal, to be talking casually with him. After I decided I didn't like him in 6th grade, my shyness around him disappeared.

"Is Kikyo on flight A81?"

"Yeah. Is Sesshomaru on that one too?"

"Yes. Why don't we walk towards the gate? I'm pretty sure their plane should be landing soon."

"Okay."

I followed him as we walked in the large multitude. Out of all of Tokyo's male inhabitants, I had to end up with the one that had been my old crush.

Fate? No, just bad luck. What a great reminder of what a loser I was back then.

As we sat, waiting for the plane, we talked as we had before when we were working on our project.

"What High School did you end up in?"

"I go to Shiji. What about you?"

"Nigai. Why would you go to Shiji of all schools? I'm pretty sure you could've even made it to Nigai if you had applied."

"Well…I didn't want to make my mom pay for it, although it had been part of the schools I considered. Besides, both Miroku and Sango were going to Shiji. It was hard enough to make friends once, so I decided to go to Shiji. It's a good school, it took Sango and Miroku a whole month of studying with me to get in."

"Sango and Miroku? And they were studying with you? I don't envy them. You still rank first?"

His comment made me blush somehow, reminding me of how I was really just a nerd deep inside.

"Yeah."

"Have you broken your consecutive perfect scores in midterms and final exams?"

Oh, great. Go ahead and indirectly tease me about being a nerd again.

"Still perfect. I'd have to say, consecutive scores might give me a good academic background, but being so smart seems to scare everyone away."

I probably wasn't going to see him again after this, so why not confide him into my problems? You never know, he could be of help.

"It's reasonable."

I stared at him in wonder. "It is?"

"Yeah, come one, don't tell me you can't figure it out."

I looked at him as he smiled slightly. Now I was curious as to what it was, what he knew that I didn't.

I was about to ask him to tell me when I heard my cousin call my name.

Turning towards the gate, there was my favorite, and only, cousin.

"Kikyo!"

Running up to me, she wrapped her arms around me as she talked on how she was so happy to be here.

Looking over to InuYasha, Kikyo asked, "Hey…isn't that the boy that you-"

Kikyo yelped as I pinched her side. I had always confided her to all my problems, so she knew about the crush I'd had on InuYasha.

"Yes, he's they boy I worked with on that Legacy project. I can't believe you remember about that."

"The legacy project? Oh! Yeah! The Legacy project! I remember about it, having to confide to a stranger for a good grade, right?"

"I'd say, if it hadn't been for that good grade, he probably wouldn't have ended up among the top 10 smartest kids in school."

All three turned of us towards Sesshomaru, who had been standing by us all along.

"Oh, but he's actually really smart. Whenever Hojo was absent, he would be the one that would help me tutor the other kids after school."

"You tutored kids? You always told mom that you were practicing with the kendo team."

"Shut up Sesshomaru."

Kikyo tugged my shirt like a little kid as she 'requested' my attention.

"I'm hungry…let's get going Kagome. I'm anxious to try some real-"

"Japanese food." Sesshomaru finished.

"Exactly."

Sesshomaru turned to InuYasha, with some native plate in mind. "Come on, InuYasha. We have to go to that restaurant owned by Myoga. A 12-hour flight leaves you hungry."

"Sure."

I helped pick up one of Kikyo's suitcases as I said goodbye to the Takahashi brothers.

"It was nice seeing you again, InuYasha. And good luck next year in school, both of you!"

"Same here."

I started walking towards the exit when Kikyo stopped me. I followed her as she walked back to the retreating brothers.

"Wait! That restaurant, does it serve some good noodles?"

"Are you kidding? It serves the best in Japan!"

I noticed how Sesshomaru rolled his eyes at InuYasha's comment. Heh. His favorite food: Noodles. Instant ramen noodles or the freshly made ones, it didn't bother him, as long as they were noodles. Maybe that restaurant owned by Myoga was the one he'd said was his favorite years ago. I think it was called 'The Garden'. Or something like that.

"Where is it?"

We all walked towards the exit together as Kikyo received instructions from InuYasha.

"Wait, by what street?"

"Kikyo, why don't you let him explain the directions to Miroku? I'm sure that after 3 times of hearing them, you won't get it anyways."

She sighed as she said, "Of course. Whatever you say, you are the smart one, after all."

"Hm, thanks a lot."

Next Chapter: Geloise

A/N: This is just as short, 3-chapter fic that I'm using to get leveled out with my problems and life. XD