"Stop, stop! This is supposed to sound nice and smooth… like a river. It's a quiet, steady, smooth run up the scale, followed by a few eighth notes. Takahashi, play it for them, please."

All the talking in the room ceased as the guitarist began the scale. Unknown to everyone, a choir girl had just walked in the door as he began to play. Enraptured, the girl stared at his peaceful face and fluid hand movements till he finished.

When he looked up, he caught her eye and smiled. The deeper red she blushed, the more roguish his smile became. She finally began to tell why she came, "M-", she cleared her throat in an attempt to regain her composure. "Mr. Kitahama, Ms. Mitsurugi sent me here to get a guitarist for the choir."

"How long will he be needed?"

"Everyday till our performance in a couple weeks."

The guitarist looked up again. "I'll do it." The director looked appalled. "T-takahashi? B-but WE need you!"

No you don't. They've got their part, they just need a little work on the dynamics."

"But-"

"It's only for a couple of weeks and I'm the only guitarist in thes room who can pick up a complex song in that amount of time."

Mr. Kitahama cringed. Takahashi had a point. He sighed, "Enjoy it." He turned to the girl, "Take good care of that boy. He'll be famous some day." The whole orchestra, including Takahashi, collectively rolled their eyes.

Kagome grinned. "Yes,sir!"

After they had gone only about five feet down the hallway, they started laughing and couldn't stop. They eventually sat down next to the lockers in the hallway and waited for the laughing fit to pass. "What are we laughing about?"

"I don't remember. My stomach is so sore now, though," she wiped a tear from her eyes, "Oh! My name is Higurashi Kagome. You can call me Kagome."

"Takahashi Inuyasha. Call me Inuyasha." He stood up and grabbed her hand to help her up.

"Ow!" Kagome brought her hand up to her mouth.

"I cut you, didn't I? Here, let me."

Kagome stood totally still as Inuyasha began to lick her finger. W-what is he doing? His- his tongue…it's kinda rough…like a cat's….or maybe a puppy's.

Hmmmmm………. What's that I see? Is that Inuyasha? And those are a pair of gorgeous female legs….hmmm….. And Inuyasha's hand is bent to the level of her neck…

"Way to go, Inuyasha!" Miroku suddenly appeared patting Inuyasha's back. Inuyasha fell forward and Kagome jumped. "Wow. I didn't think you could be so smooth…"

Inuyasha looked at Miroku now. "What do you mean?"

All Miroku did was point at Kagome.

Inuyasha noticed the slight blush on Kagome's face and took in the placement of their hands as he held onto her to stop her from falling. His right arm pulled her close, while his left was bracing them from hitting the wall, and Kagome's hands rested on his muscular chest.

Inuyasha and Kagome's faces flamed as they jumped apart. Kagome faced the wall trying to compose herself while Inuyasha freaked out. "What in the world are you talking about! Kagome and I weren't doing anything! I'm not like you! I don't come on to every girl I see the first time I meet her!" Inuyasha was yelling in Miroku's face, then all of a sudden, Miroku wasn't there anymore. He whirled to see a dumbfounded Kagome staring down at Miroku. "Miroku! Don't you dare-!"

"Will you bear my child?"

In the band/ orchestra room

The orchestra stopped playing. The director shook his head, "Miroku's at it again." A boy from the back of the room yelled, "He'll never make it to class if he keeps this up. But at least he keeps the nurse busy!"

The director tapped his stand to quiet the laughter, "Measure 48."

"I'm so sorry, Inuyasha. I didn't mean to hit him so hard."

Inuyasha opened his month to say something, but closed it again seeing that she was still talking. "But that question! That is the WORST pick-up line ever! How many time has he asked a girl that!"

Inuyasha smiled at her. "I've lost count. Ever since we could talk, he's been asking girls that. It wasn't till we were in fifth grade that the girls started getting violent."

"I said I was sorry."

"It doesn't matter. It happens so often that he's out for only a minute or so, then he's back to being himself. Don't worry about it. Plus I did warn him."

Miroku stood up. "Ah…You did what?"

"EEEK!"

Inuyasha stood over an unconscious Miroku, again. He grinned, "You sure do pack a punch. It usually takes a couple hits from a girl to knock him out."

"His hand…was on…my BUTT!"

"Yeah, babe, he does that." They sat in silence for a minute or so.

"Oh, look. I think he's waking up." Miroku's eyes opened and his hand shot out. Inuyasha was quicker, though, and swung Kagome behind him.

"Get up, perv. We're late to get to class. And you're late to orchestra."

"Where're you goin'? You're in orchestra too, you know."

"I know. I'm going to the choir room. I'm playing guitar for a couple of their songs."

"Oh, kay. See ya." Miroku got up to leave. "Hey, Inuyasha. We gonna have practice at your house tonight?"

"Yeah. Six o'clock. See ya." Inuyasha waited till Miroku had actually left before turning his back and walking away. Kagome had to jog to catch up with him. Once she had caught up, she asked, "Practice?"

"Yeah, I'm in a band." He glanced at her from the corner of his eye. "What of it?"

"Well, what type of band is it? What instrument do you play?"

"I play electric and acoustic guitar. We play pretty much anything." He looked at her again. "Actually, we're looking for a new lead singer. Think about it."

As he walked in the door to the choir room, all Kagome could do was watch his back and wonder, 'Did he just ask me to be lead singer in his band?' She walked dazedly into the choir room and took her place. It was all she could do not to fall.