"AHAHAHAHAHA," laughed an uncontrollable teenaged hanyou, of the age 13. He was on the ground doubled over from laughter and aching alb muscles, his arms tightened around his stomach. Tears of mirth had begun peeking through his tightly shut eye lashes as he continued his maniacal laugh at his once again every day routine of Kagome's-surprise-prank-of-the-day. He was a handsome boy actually, with long silver hair flowing over his crouched shoulders, and the cutest little dog ears pinned down to his head. He was one of the oh-so-perfect young boys that you see on TV commercials or in the movies. In fact, he was Inuyasha Takahashi, the cutest boy in the school and the most popular.

"IIIIIIINNNNNNNUUUUUUUYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAASSSSSSSHHHHHHAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!" shrieked a pissed off tomato red faced young geeky girl named Kagome, the age of 12. She lay in a mess between two fallen over garbage cans.

Kagome didn't know what to feel besides anger, but that wasn't all that was clearly visible on her face. She was furious indeed but also confused, scared, embarrassed, and panicked. She was in a horrible state, her magnified looking glasses lay broken on a rotten apple and brown banana peel, her plead knee length skirt was covered in a mixture of days old mash potatoes and today's Mystery Meat, and her booger green thick turtle neck sweater covered in whatever else crap was in those garbage cans. She glared furiously at the hanyou still laughing uncontrollable a few feet in front of her while she heard, the laughter of the all the other children in the cafeteria. She then turned to look at all the children's laughing faces as tears began to blurry her already blurred vision. She looked out into the crowd to find at least one friendly face willing to help her, and had spotted her friends cowering behind a group of kids trying to blend in so that they to would not be laughed at for helping the "loser" from the garbage pile, in which she lay.

When Inuyasha finally got in control of his laughing fit he saw the look on Kagome's face of pure horror and humility. He did not pity her or feel the slightest bit of remorse towards her, but had taken this weakened form of hers as an opportunity to add salt to the already burning wound.

"Aww look everybody…the little nerd is going to cry. Do you want your mama little Kaggy?? Are you going to be a baby and go and cry to your mama??" Inuyasha teased in a babyish whining kind of voice. He pretended to rub his eyes at invisible tears to mimic Kagome's behavior in order to make the prank as humiliating as possible for her.

"Stop it!! Stop laughing!!" her weak voice shrieked as she tried still to sound brave to his tall figure standing over her, though her voice failed her as it began to tremble and gave away that she was going to have a breakdown any moment.

"Well well Kagome looks like another fun yeah hasn't it? Are you going to break down? Beg for my forgiveness? Are you—", Inuyasha's face was snapped to the left, eyes wide from shock not able to comprehend exactly what happened, as he started to feel the tingling sensation and pain start to swell up his bright red cheek.

The whole cafeteria was in complete silence with small gasps here and there astonished by her actions towards Inuyasha. Inuyasha was still in his frozen state, eyes still wide looking left. Slowly his head turned back forward while his right hand lifted up to lightly feel his cheek amazed at how hard she'd hit him, even by the fact that she had actually slapped him. Looking at the girl in front of him Kagome still had her hand raised to where she ended her slap, eyes filled with tears and years of buried rage.

Kagome didn't say a word and neither did he as she tore from the cafeteria down the halls of the school she would never dare set foot into again. Tears followed her, now flowing freely as she cried, and tried to keep her vision clear enough to at least run out of the school building for the last time.

Kagome came home running through the front door crying, mini rivers flowing freely from her beautiful chocolate orbs. Ms. Higurashi startled by a banging door and her crying daughter running ran from the couch she was currently reading her novel on and ran to her daughter's crying form.

"Kagome!! What happened Kagome?! Kagome are you okay, oh honey what's wrong?" Ms. Higurashi asked worried about her daughter's current state, while taking her small trembeling form into her lap laying her head on her shoulder while hugging her tightly and stroking her hair, letting Kagome know that she was there for support.

"Oh mama," Kagome could hardly make her words sound clear from all her crying, but tried to tell her mother what happened that day at school. "I…I…he…I…," she tried once again but couldn't get through all the hiccups and tears falling like small pearls down her cheeks onto her mother's blouse.

Ms. Higurashi only rubbed her daughter's back in slow circles, saying soothing noises and repeating "it's alright, its okay Kagome, calm down ssshh ssshhh," over and over until Kagome had calmed her self down to a small hiccupping state.

Ms. Higurashi slowly pulled her daughter's weakened form from herself and looked at her crushed daughter in front of her, while keeping her hands grasped on her arms.

"Kagome, look at me and tell me what happened," Ms. Higurashi asked in a voice to which only a mother could voice.

Kagome still refusing to look at her mother, afraid that she might begin to break down again, instead found a crack in the polished tiled floor, while telling her mother about her last day at school and how much of a jerk Inuyasha was, how much she hated him, how much she never wanted to see him again.

Her mother listened intently never taking her eyes off of Kagome as she retold her story, thinking what she could do to help her daughter. Kagome told her mother everything. About how Inuyasha would treat her at school, how much didn't like going there because he was, how much she would be pushed around, and had everyone turned against her because of him.

By the time she finished her tale she was back in her mother's arms crying once again. "Mama, please don't make me go back mom…I don't want to go to the same middle school as him. I don't even want to live her anymore mom…." Kagome pleaded to her mother.

Ms. Higurashi gave a long sigh and carried Kagome up the stairs to her room as he placed her daughter in her bed, removing Kagome's shoes and socks, picking up her sheets and placing her daughter underneath. Kagome got comfortable and turned a little here and there not knowing how tired all her crying had made her. Slowly her crying red eyes closed darkness over taking her into a calm deep sleep. Ms. Higurashi walked slowly to the door of her daughter's room, stopping at the door to look back at her daughter as she clicked the light off and closed her door silently.

:::::::::::::::6 years later:::::::::::::::::

Kagome's Point of View From Now On

"Your total will be $40 sir," I happily smiled to my customer, who happened to be a little hunched over wrinkled old man, around the age of 70.

"Such a nice beautiful girl you are Kagome, just getting prettier and prettier every day I see you," he told me while signing off a check to pay for his groceries.

I gave a small giggle, having being told this a kagillion of times by my customers. I scanned the check, and when it went through, waved him good-bye, and made sure that he got help from one of the baggers, then continued scanning the items for the next customer.

"Hey Kagome? Are you doing anything today? I was thinking that maybe we could go and catch a movie or something," asked Sango from her cashier lane, not looking up from her work. Sango had become once of my best friend I could ask for ever since I moved to Kyoto. She was extremely athletic always kicking the boy's butts in practically any sport, and her peach colored skin was amazingly clear. Sango also wore magenta eye shadow and currently had her chestnut brown hair tied up in a high ponytail, with her bangs neatly falling across her forehead with small sideburns to frame her face.

"Uh…I don't think that I have anything to do so sure why not? Do you have anything in mind?" I answered still focused on typing in the right amount for the items while trying to talk, I'm not all that coordinated.

"Nope nothing yet but I was thinking—"

"Kagome?! You don't happen to be Higurashi Kagome do you?" asked an astonished deeper voice. I looked up to see that the customer I was unknowingly scanning for of all people had to be Takahashi Sesshomaru, Inuyasha's older brother. I instantly froze and stared at him, eyes wide open like a rabbit in the middle of the road staring at the bright head lights of the car going to hit it any moment.

I think he took my reaction as a yes, because he relaxed his composure and asked calmly, "So Kagome, you've turned out…very beautiful. How have you been?"

I automatically relaxed and stared at him as if he'd grown a second head. Is this man serious?! How have I been? HA!! Let's see I only moved out of the freakin' country because HIS stupid brother had made my life a living hell ever since kindergarden!! And now that I've actually had a good life I see HIM here and he asks me how I've been. Just thinking of that name makes me so angry after what his brother did, but it also makes me want to just go to my bed and hide under my covers and cry like I did so long ago….

"Kagome," Sesshomaru stated firmly taking me out of my thoughts, "I know my brother may have been an asshole to you all through your younger years but I would like to tell you something that I've been meaning to say…"

"If you're going to ask me to forgive him that's something I cannot and will not do, you know what he did Sesshomaru—"

"Yes I know perfectly well, I was there when I was," he stated a matter-of-factly. Which was true because he would often pick Inuyasha up everyday from school and that was mostly the time he would have his friends gang up on me and do who-knows-what to me. But Sesshomaru was there most of the time to help stop that, so I was pretty thankful to Sesshomaru for helping when he did, till this day I still don't understand why he even helped me, but I'm glad he did.

"I'm sorry Sesshomaru I should be thankful to you for all you've done and—,"

"Forget it, Kagome it was in the past. But I do want to say that you did a good job of slapping him that last day you saw him," he said while giving me a smirk as if saying he was proud of me for slapping him. I gave a light blush and was embarrassed after recalling such a thing, I didn't think I hit him that hard, but he technically did deserve it.

"Sesshomaru Takahashi what are you doing? Your holding up the whole line for these poor people and not letting this young lady do her job, your not yelling at her are you?," a woman about Sesshomaru's age, walked up scolding Sesshomaru for being rude. She then looked towards me giving me an apologetic look, "I'm sorry if my husband has been causing any trouble for you—"

"Oh no ma'am really," I said quickly waving my arms in front of me for emphasis, "really we were just talking," I answered.

"Rin meet Kagome Higurashi," Sesshomaru said coolly.

Rin? Oh I remember her she was Sesshomaru's girlfriend at the time, they were always together. Back then she use to wear a lovely orange and white checkered board colored kimono with a green waist silk obi wrapped around in a bow behind her back. Her hair was also tied neatly in a small ponytail on the right side of her head while the rest of her hair was down plainly.

But now she has a more mature figure wearing a navy blue secretary suit, and high black high heeled shoes. Her hair was placed in a semi-messing bun with two chopsticks for design, while stray hairs were used to frame her face. She looked very professional, an extremely rare thing in a common grocery store.

Rin took a step back and looked at me as if I was an expensive dress being inspected before buying, really was there something wrong with me or did I just look that different to them? Looking at her astonished face as well I started to feel even more self conscious.

"Really now? Kagome Higurashi? Wow…Sesshomaru you don't think…," she asked still looking at me with her fingers lightly tapping her chin, and the other on her hip.

"Excuse me, but I'm not sure if I heard you right? Did you say that you were Sesshomaru and Rin Takahashi?" eagerly asked an old women with what I presumed to be her granddaughter hanging on for deal life to her dress.

Thankfully they both took their gazing eyes off of me and turned to the old women and her granddaughter, as Rin gave them a sincere smile.

"Why yes we are, I suppose you've heard about us I presume?" Rin asked politely.

"Oh, yes, yes I have! And I must say Mr. and Mrs. Takahashi I love your line of clothing and models beautiful I must say beautiful!! May I have your autograph Mr.Takahashi?!" exclaimed the old women as her granddaughter just stared in wander.

"Why certainly," stated Sesshomaru walking over to the old women and signing a notebook she seemed to pull out from thin air.

Wait, line of clothing and models? Who? Them? They…I….huh?

I think Rin must of saw the perplexed look on my face and turned my way with a devious smile and asked a question I never thought I would hear.

"Sesshomaru and I are of the biggest corporation in the model industry and you're exactly someone we could use to beat our head competitor. Kagome, would you like to come back to Tokyo to become a model for our company?"