Inu Kaiba: Hey guys, it's another story from Roxyfoxy and I. The point of view switches back and forth from Inuyasha to Kagome. It might be hard to understand at first, but I'm sure you'll get the hang of it. Enjoy, and don't forget to review.

To make things easier (I know this is confusing), Kagome is in italics and Inuyasha is in regular font.


Finally, the end of the school year. Everyone was free from obeying teacher's orders, ready to plan out their lives and vacations. If I had to write an essay about my summer vacation, words wouldn't be able describe it. I wouldn't have enough paper or enough time to even put in the details. Let's just say it was something none of us ever wanted to talk about. I thought it was a cool idea to bring two close friends, but they hated each other. They both had more in mind with the trip then I imagined.

If the end of the school year had some special meaning, it was lost on me. School meant nothing to me. It was just an empty process I went through every day, excluding holidays, sick days, vacation and weekdays. Get up, shower, get dressed, prepare a meager breakfast, eat, grab shit, leave, and get to school. And all this must be done and achieved before a set time. I was just glad to see a vacation. Life wasn't anymore exciting than school -- video games, television, internet, music, sports... It got repetitive after awhile.

It was refreshing when Kagome suggested the trip. She didn't say who it'd be with, and personally, I didn't give a damn. Even if I knew, I still would have gone. Anything was better than this emptiness.

"Inuyasha wait up!" It was like he was deaf, or had selective hearing, usually when he was with his group of guy friends. Usually if I even came near Inuyasha would just shrug his shoulders, which was a sign I was annoyance. Either way I chose to ignore his words, after all this idea I wanted to set into action couldn't wait. All I knew is I wanted him to be apart of it, and actually live a little.

I didn't want to hear her. And at first, I didn't. I was lost in my angst-y wangst-y thoughts that if I spoke aloud would label me. The labels; how I hated them. It was bad enough I was the loner jock. I didn't want to add emo to that title. That was what they called them. Those whiny, complaining, sickening things that dressed in all black; complained all the time about how bad life was, wear stupid make-up, too small clothes, cried a lot, and apparently bled black. Oh yes, and they self-inflicted pain upon themselves. It was not a label I wanted to be associated with.

When I realized she was standing beside me, I heaved an inward sigh. She could be annoying sometimes. Everyone could. I hadn't even realized I was walking with Miroku and the group. They usually chatted around themselves and ignored me when I got quiet. Sometimes I wondered if they only let me hang around because we were on the same team. We're all only human I guess, and just out to protect ourselves and no one else really. True, there's all that love shit, but shit is all it is.

I think too much.

I paused and turned around to look at her, knowing ignoring her would not do anything. She was not the type to be ignored. I fixed myself in my best 'I-am-annoyed-and-want-you-to-hurry-with-what-you-are-going-to-say' stance, and waited for her to speak her mind. This would probably take awhile. What was I getting myself into?

"Sorry to bother you, but this couldn't wait at all!" I pulled him from the sidelines, close to the windows almost like this had been a secret of some sort. He already his eyebrows raised when he saw my happy-go-lucky self thinking it would have been better if he had ignored me. "Everyone has their summer vacations planned. Sango going on a trip with her uncle to some resort... Miroku is going to a beach with tons of girls. Doesn't surprise me. I think you and me should do something. We never spend time, and it's almost seems like you like it that way. Prove me wrong. I think it would be neat, and maybe someone else. So what do you say?"

"No is what I say." I turned on my heel and walked away.

'I love seeing the back of your head…' She thought, oblivious to him.

I didn't want to get involved in another one of her stupid schemes. This shit she pulled was pointless... Another excuse to drag me, her supposed friend, off to do something girl-y with her. I would just sit on the sidelines and sulk Watching paint dry was more exciting than being around her.

I got this feeling sometimes that she liked me as more than a friend. It wasn't very often, but there was one definite sign. She always seemed to want to spend time with me. Like that Miroku. I wondered if he was bi or gay, too. I wonder too much.

"You really, REALLY know how to break a girl's heart, asshole! Look, you don't want to go on another trip with me because your leg got broken? I know that's exactly what it is. Look I promise, just trust me this time! We could go a nice road trip to a place of your choice. I just thought it was neat considering my parents just bought that RV and you're legal age to drive now."

There were crowds of girls and guys standing around us on the sidelines giggling and gossiping. Of course I was the one who caused a scene. Only because he wouldn't give me the time of day.

"What if I don't want to go anywhere? What if I want to stay here?" I snapped back, with my head still turned away from her.

It was funny how he could bitch and complain all he wanted with his back facing the other way. It was typical of him, and a typical response. Some days I just wanted to praise him, and other days I wanted to throw him as far as I could see. He probably thought the same thing of me. I always giving into his selfish wants and needs, and plainly I wanted him to do something fun and exciting.

Within a second my hand grabbed a hold of his wrist turning his body enough that his eyes could meet with my face. "Why not! I'm sorry if I asked you out of all people to come have fun. Instead you'd rather stay at home and be stupid and complain about how life passes you by. If you want to be stupid and stay here then fine I'll get some OTHER guy."

"Jealousy. What a wonderful thing..."

"If you're going to be such a bitch about this, I'll go. Does that make you happy? You've already caused a damn scene! Besides, I doubt you could find anyone better than me to go." I smirked a little bit, to add insult to injury.

Although I hate to admit it, the statement is true. I'm popular. I'm on the major sports teams, especially football, soccer, basketball and hockey. And all the girls seem to love me for one reason or another, but they never come up to me. I guess the quiet, brooding attitude I put on for myself turned them away.

I couldn't help but laugh. His ego was making up for something a lot smaller, that's all I could assume. Then again, there were a lot of things said about him, from the girls he adored. His head couldn't have been up any higher, making me feel so small, so useless. He knew I hated challenges, only because I couldn't keep my mouth shut or walk off on times like these...

"I'm not being a bitch. You'll thank me when this is done and over with, trust me. I can find someone. I mean, I've already got someone in mind, but it's for me to know and you to find out later. Trust me, you know this person fairly well. Then again, you know everyone fairly well. So have fun finding out who it is."

I wanted to know what was so funny, I really did. I put two and two together and figured she thought I had an ego. If I had anything in this world that was one of the things I did not have. You think I like having all these bitches cling to me as if I was their Jesus, God and Joseph all rolled into one? But, how would she understand that? She was so plain, so ordinary. She never suffered, just breezed along like she was floating on a cloud.

"There'll be nothing to thank you for, except the goddamn misery, pain, and the bills for ibuprofen. Oh yeah, and my parents will probably want you to pay for the funeral when I either get us into a car crash and die, or commit suicide from the agonizing boredom this trip will cause. Try your best, but no matter how hard you try, no matter where we go, no matter what you come up with, I won't be having fun, sorry. Oh wait, I take that back. I'm not."

'Ignorant bastard,' was all I could think in my head. I thought for a minute I had said it out loud, because he turned to me at that moment, gazing at me with his dark chocolate brown eyes that looked wider then usual. The bell had finally rung, instantly cutting off the conversation. I could only sigh, knowing I was late for my last class. "Trust me, you'll have fun. We're bringing one more person for sure... I'll let you know by tonight, possibly tomorrow. Try not to get all mad at the world either."

I tried my best to look like nothing was going to get the best of me, that he would be the last person to be able to get under my skin. Truthfully he was the first person, if anything. That's when I turned on my heel and stormed off, muttering with anger. All I wanted was to be a close friend with him, and all he wanted to do was make up excuses for himself.

I hated the fact that she could get under my skin, but I would never let her know. But god, she looked hot from behind like that...

I'd die if I ever said that out loud.