Flashback, February 11th, 2009. Tokyo, Japan.

Kagome P.O.V

The uproar of the alarm clock on the nightstand made me suddenly jump from the bed. I felt like absolute hell. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and took in my surroundings. A medium-sized cherry oak dresser stood against the wall, only a few decimeters away from the matching desk. A single nightstand was placed next to the double bed which was pushed against the wall. These had been my living quarters for the past month. Since the accident...

I shook my head to rid my mind of the thoughts I knew would come drifting back and pushed myself up and out of bed. With intense sluggishness, I made my way to the bathroom, turned on the shower, stripped my clothes off and got in.

As the water hit my every aching limb, my mind wandered back to the thoughts I had forbidden myself from thinking about. It was only one month ago. I still can't help thinking it was somehow my fault. It's funny how something that can affect your life so much can happen in such a short amount of time.

Flashback

I can remember that night clearly. I had been such a brat; demanding that mom to come pick me up from volleyball practice. If only I knew of what was going to occur, I would've gladly taken the bus. When I got off the phone with mom, I plopped onto the ground, crossing my legs and arms, glaring enviously at every car that passed.

I waited, and waited, until I simply got fed up. I grabbed my bag, threw my ball in and stomped off. Not caring that the bright, sunny day had suddenly turned into a dark, stormy one. I just wanted to get home.

It took me up to almost an hour to walk home in the pounding rain. Once I managed to yank the door open, I slammed it with all the strength I had in me. I was pissed. I was beyond pissed. My mother had left me to walk home, knowing completely well that the weather was beyond bad. I started screaming, and cursing, using every swear word I knew. Thinking back to it now, I'm ashamed of the way I acted. Like a stuck up brat, because what happened next, brought my world crashing down around me.

Souta, my little brother ran into the room, "WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?" he screamed. I has just walked home, in the pouring rain. I was not ready to put up with his bullshit. So I turned around to give him a piece of my mind, but stopped abruptly when I saw his tear-stained face.

"Souta.. what's wrong?" I asked, now worried.

He broke down and crumpled to the floor, his body shaking with sobs.

"Souta!" I yelled really scared now. I ran to his side, and knelt down beside him. "What's wrong? Where's mom?" I asked, as my voice begun to loose it's original strength.

His sobs increased as he slowly brought his face up to mine.

"Mom..."

"What about mom?" I asked, already fearing what I was about to hear.

"Mom... was in an accident... she was on her way to pick you up from practice when..." he paused and took in a shaky breath. "when she was hit head on, by a minivan. The driver had apparently been drinking. I'm not too sure on anything else, but that's what gramps said when he called me from the hospital..."

I collapsed on the ground from my kneeling position.

What? My mom... my mom had been in an accident? What? No. It wasn't possible. It wasn't. Just this morning I saw her before I left for school. I laughed with her just this morning. This was not possible. It just couldn't be.

"Nee-chan?" Souta whispered as he waved his hand vigorously in front of my face, snapping me out of my internal battle. I whipped my head towards him, and one look at his broken face was enough to tell me that it had happened.

"Which hospital was mom put in?" I asked my voice quivering as I slowly stood, pulling my little brother up with me.

"The local hospital," he whispered.

I nodded as I yanked out my phone and called a taxi. Fifteen minutes later, the taxi arrived, I ran out the door with my little brother hot on my trail. I had to see my mom.

End of Flashback

I opened my eyes and sighed. Anything can happen in the blink of an eye. Once I had arrive at the hospital, I had discovered that my mother had suffered massive head trauma, and the chances of her surviving were slim to none. Grandpa had suffered a heart attack. He was put in intensive care and had died shortly after, along with my mother.

"Kagome!" Came a sudden voice, "Hurry up, or we're gonna be late!" said my cousin, and best friend as she pounded on the door.

"I'm coming Sango!" I called back as I wiped the tears from my eyes, and finished up with my shower.

Walking out into my room, I grabbed a pair of old worn out sweatpants, and an oversized sweater. What did it matter what I looked like? Everything I ever cared about in life was gone. I let my wet hair hang loosely around my shoulders. Looking in the mirror I sighed. "A fresh start," I told myself as I picked up my bag and left my room.

"Ready for your first day?" Sango asked me as I walked into the kitchen.

I shrugged as I dropped my bag to the floor and plopped into a chair. Sango had her back turned to me as she was preparing breakfast. I took this opportunity to observe what she was wearing. My cousin definitely was beautiful. Beyond beautiful even. She was wearing a pair of black skinny jeans, and a tight red t-shirt. Her long hair had been straightened and was left hanging loosely around her shoulders. I was never able to get over the fact that I was related to her.

Turning around, she placed a plate with bacon and eggs in front of me.

"Where are Souta and Kohaku?" I asked as I eyed my plate, not really in the mood to eat anything.

"They should be down any minute now," Sango replied as she sat herself down across from me.

I could feel her eyes on me as I slowly started eating my food. Knowing her, she probably won't let me leave unless I finish it.

I glanced up at her, and met her eyes.

"How are you Kagome?" she asked with concern evident on her face.

"Good, why?" I asked, knowing completely well why she had asked.

"You know Kagome, if there's anything you want to talk about, you can tell me you know. We've been like sisters since birth." she said as she leaned forward in her seat.

"I'm fine Sango, really. What would make you think I wasn't?" I asked.

"Well for one thing, you never dress like that," she said referring to my worn out clothes.

I shrugged, "I didn't feel like dressing up. Is that wrong?" I asked with a hint of annoyance in my voice.

Sango sighed, "No, I suppose not," she said looking a bit hurt.

I looked down feeling guilty. Sango only asked because she cared about me. Sighing I looked back to meet her gaze.

"I'm sorry," I whispered, "I'm just not ready to talk about it yet."

She gave me a knowing look as she nodded. "No, it's my fault, I shouldn't have prodded like that." she said smiling. "But if you ever need anyone to talk to, I'm always open to it."

I smiled gratefully, "I know, thanks."

Kohaku and Souta came running in laughing, "Let's go!" they yelled as they started pulling Sango, and I out of our seats.

"Don't you guys want to eat anything?" Sango asked as she tried to push her little brother off of her.

"No, we're not hungry let's go!" he said with pleading eyes, "I wanna show Souta around the school before it gets too crowded!"

"Yeah, can we go please?" asked Souta looking at me with pleading eyes.

I smiled, glad that my baby brother was smiling again.

I looked at Sango who was still trying to push Kohaku off of her.

"Shall we go?" I asked laughing as Sango and Kohaku both fell off the chair onto the floor.

"Yeah, let's leave before Kohaku kills me." said an annoyed Sango as she pushed her brother off, and went to grab her keys and jacket.

I laughed as I walked out the door. It felt nice to smile again.

Inuyasha P.O.V

I groaned as I rolled over and slammed my fist against my goddamned alarm clock.

"Fucking school," I muttered rolling to face the wall. Just as I was starting to knock out again my phone rang. Muttering every swear word I could think of, I yanked it off my night side table.

"What?" I growled into the receiver ready to give the caller a piece of my mind.

"Inu baby, what's wrong?" came the voice of my beloved girlfriend Kikyo.

"Nothing," I grumbled, "Just have a killer headache." I said as I touched my head, last night's party had really taken a lot out of me.

"Oh my poor baby," she whined into the phone. "You will be coming to school right? Remember what the principal said? If you miss another day, you'll be suspended."

"Fuck I know!" I said, feeling my headache get worse, and worse. Sometimes I think talking to Kikyo makes my life more difficult. But hey, she was hot. Correction, the hottest girl in school.

"I'm sorry Inu-kins," she said sounding hurt.

I sighed, "It's okay, I'm sorry for yelling,"

"Well, once school's over, I'll make all of your problems disappear." she said in a very seductive voice. Did I mention she was amazing in bed? The best out of all of my relationships, automatically making her a keeper.

"Oh I'll definitely be looking forward to that," I growled.

She laughed, "Get ready, I'll see you at school, bye, I love you."

"Me too." I said before hanging up.

Even though Kikyo and I had been together for almost a year now, I was never quite able to bring my self to say those three words every couple shares amongst each other, at least once in their relationship. For some reason, it just didn't feel right to me. But hey, if Kikyo wasn't complaining about it, then why should I dwell over it? Right?

I glanced over at the clock and realized it was 7:20.

"Shit!" I swore as I got up and ran to the bathroom fully aware of the fact that I was going to be late. Again.

Kagome P.O.V

"You can do this, You can do this, You can do this..." I kept chanting to myself as Sango and I made our way to class. We didn't have homeroom together, but she promised she would help me get there. As we were walking through the halls, I took this as an opportunity to observe my new school which consisted of; people, people walking, people laughing, people talking, people swearing, people showing affection towards each other. Yup, it was high school alright.

"We're here," said Sango abruptly stopping my mental blabber.

I turned to look at my classroom. It looked just like any other classroom. All square and whatnot.

"Are you sure you're gonna be alright?" asked Sango, her voice laced with worry.

I shifted so that I was now facing her. I put on the best smile I could muster, and hope it came across as a sign of confidence, and not internal struggle.

"I'm fine really, stop worrying!" I said as I gently nudged her with my elbow.

Sango didn't really seem to buy it, but she smiled nonetheless.

"If you're sure..."

"I am, really," I smiled.

"Okay well, class is going to start soon, and my homeroom is at the other end of the school... so I should probably get going..."

"It's okay, you go, I'll be fine." I reassured her.

"Okay," She said smiling, she gave me a quick hug before turning around to leave. I watched her go and sighed.

The bell rang just then signaling class was about to start. So I faced the door, took a deep breath, and walked into my doom.

People turned to look as I entered the room. Who would've thought people go in early? The seats were almost all full. I stood there awkwardly for a few moments trying to find somewhere to sit when I noticed two empty seats, side by side, in the far corner. I made my way over, completely aware of the stares, and looks people were giving me. I was able to pick up on some of what was being said. It went a little something like this; "New girl?" "Look at how she's dressed," "She looks homeless" "So this is the new girl? DAMN I wanted her to be hot."

Okay, ouch. I know I wasn't dressed to my usual standards, but still, ouch. These people didn't even know me, and here they were judging me based on how I looked.

I rolled my eyes as I arrived at my desk, 'Whatever, who cares what these people think about me?' I plopped down in my chair and put my head on my desk. This was going to be a long day, I could already feel it.

The final bell rang, and the class was now full. I was happy to see that no one sat in the seat beside me, I like to be alone.

"Morning class," came a male voice.

"Morning Mr. Totosai," replied the class.

'So this is the teacher' I observed.

"We were supposed to get a new student today," he said squinting at a piece of paper, "Kagome Higurashi?" he asked as he looked up from the paper.

I timidly rose my hand as the class turned to stare at me.

"Ah, there you are," he said smiling at me, "Class this is Kagome Higurashi, I expect you to welcome her with open arms into our home."

'Home? What the-' I thought when suddenly the door opened.

"Inuyasha, late again I see." Mr. Totosai said shaking his head.

"Keh," said the boy 'Inuyasha'

"I need to make some photocopies class," said Mr. Totosai, "I'll be back in a few minutes." he said before leaving.

Inuyasha totally disregarding what Mr. Totosai has said, turned and walked in what appeared to be my direction. He made his way over, and collapsed in the chair right beside mine.

I was too shocked to do anything but gape at him. He came and sat next to me? Not only that, but this boy was... well hot. More than hot even, he was smoking. His long black hair, the way he dressed. 'Oh my god.'

"What's up with the rags Kikyo?" he asked as he turned to look right at me.

That was when I stopped breathing. I swear I had died and gone to heaven. His eyes were an amazing shade of brown, his face was that of an angel. He looked at me with confusion written across his face.

"Wait... you're not Kikyo..." he said slowly as if his brain was trying to understand rocket science.

I probably looked like a fish, sitting there with my mouth hanging open and gaping at him as if I were a starving child who had just seen food for the first time in their life.

"Uh, can you speak?" he asked looking as if he didn't know what to do.

"Gumba..." I said, still in awe at his beauty.

"Right..." he said giving me a strange look as he turned to face the front of the class.

'Gumba? What the fuck was that? What the fuck is wrong with me, I just made a fool of myself in front of the most hottest guy in existence!'

I was about to open my mouth to try and do a little damage control, when the door opened yet again, this time to reveal a female.

"INUYASHA!" The girl squealed as she ran into the room acting as if she owned the place. However, her excitement turned into a mixture of what appeared to be anger, and constipation as she stopped right in front of my desk.

"What is that?" she asked, obviously referring to me.

"I don't know, I think the new chick, but I don't think she can speak." said Inuyasha looking at me as if I were a lab rat.

I was about to open my mouth to try and save what little dignity I has left, when that girl shrieked, "GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY SEAT YOU BITCH. THAT IS MY MAN. UNDERSTOOD? MEANING HE IS OFF LIMITS, NOW LEAVE."

I winced as she went berserk on me. Immediately I stood up and grabbed all of my belongings as I scanned the class (who's attention was now completely on me) for another empty seat. The only one I could find was one beside a boy with long hair in a ponytail.

I quietly sat down beside him and glanced at him as he gave me a look of pure disgust.

"HA, Kouga, I feel your pain man!" I heard someone laugh from behind me.

That comment hurt. It wasn't like I was some walking disease or something.

I sighed as Mr. Totosai returned with the photocopies, and started handing them out. 'This is gonna be one hell one a ride.'

Inuyasha P.O.V

I parked my car in the school parking lot. It was empty out seeing as I was already fifteen minutes late. I really could care less about school. There was nothing interesting about it at all. The only reason I even bothered to waste my time with this unneeded crap was so that I could spend more time with Kikyo.

I made my way to my locker and grabbed my textbook. If I went to class without it again, the old fart, (Mr. Totosai) would give me one of his trademark lectures about how if I forget my textbook, then my whole life would be ruined, and I would be forced to live on the side of the road as a hobo.

I slammed my locker shut, and walked to class, my thoughts changing from Mr. Totosai, to Kikyo. I was suddenly very excited to get to class. Kikyo was like my drug, it was like I needed her, without her it was as if my life would never be complete.

Arriving at my class, I opened the door and stepped in my eyes immediately going to the corner where Kikyo and I both sat. 'What the fuck,' I thought as I took in her outfit. She looked like someone who had been living on the streets.

"Inuyasha, late again I see." Mr. Totosai said shaking his head.

"Keh," I said rolling my eyes as I made my way over to my seat. I heard the old geezer say something before leaving, but I didn't really care. My eyes were only on the girl sitting in the seat beside mine. She was looking down at her desk, so I couldn't really see her face.

"What's up with the rags Kikyo?" I asked. This made her turn to look at me.

That was when it hit me. This wasn't Kikyo, but she certainly did look a lot like her. I studied her face as she looked at me. She seemed... pretty? Kind of? I couldn't really tell with her oversized clothes, and the frizzy hair hanging around her face.

"Wait... you're not Kikyo..." I said slowly.

She was looking at me, no correction, she was staring at me. Kind of like a fish, with her mouth hanging open. I smirked inwardly, 'She's probably never seen anyone, or anything, as amazingly attractive as me. Hey, I am a sex GOD... well at least Kikyo says I am...'

Realizing that I wasn't going to get anything out of her I said, "Uh, can you speak?"

"Gumba..." Was what I got in response. Oh, so she can't speak, okay whatever, not my problem.

"Right..." I said turning to face the front. Where the fuck is Kikyo? She should be here. She's usually always here before I am. Her phone call this morning had made me very anxious. 'Wait till I get my hands on her...' I thought, as my lips curved upwards.

Just then, the door opened, and I heard the voice of the woman who currently was occupying my mind.

"INUYASHA!" Kikyo squealed as she ran in causing all heads to turn in her direction. She sure can make an entrance.

She ran to where I was sitting, but stopped abruptly when she noticed that girl sitting in her seat.

"What is that?" she asked, her voice full of venom.

"I don't know, I think the new chick, but I don't think she can speak." I said, as I looked at the girl who seemed to be frightened.

"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY SEAT YOU BITCH. THAT IS MY MAN. UNDERSTOOD? MEANING HE IS OFF LIMITS, NOW LEAVE." Kikyo suddenly exploded. Her face was beet red, and she looked like she was about to explode any second.

The new girl squeaked, and grabbed all of her things immediately and stood up. She spotted a seat next to Kouga, and went to sit there. I smirked, if Kikyo was able to do this to her, imagine what Kouga would be able to do? I laughed at this thought.

"What's so funny?" asked Kikyo as she sat down beside me as if nothing had happened.

"Nothing," I said smiling at her as she leaned up to kiss me.

I laughed causing her to break the kiss.

"What?" she asked clearly annoyed.

"What you did just now, was hilarious." I said unable to control the fits of laughter that overtook me.

Kikyo smirked, "What else did you expect? Me to be okay with it? Oh hell no."

I laughed as I caught her lips in another kiss.

Kagome P.O.V

I hated it. I hated school. I hated people. I hated my life. I hated everything.

After that 'girl' who I later discovered was named Kikyo, had come in and made my already bad day even worse, things did not go up. They only hit rock bottom from there.

It was now lunch, and I was sitting with Sango picking at the food she had forcefully bought for me.

"Eat." she said as she stared at me.

I sighed knowing there was no use in arguing with her, so I shoveled a spoonful of pasta into my mouth.

"How's your day going?" she asked me, as if she knew something was wrong.

"Okay..." I said slowly.

"You were never a good liar Kagome, so save both of our time and tell me what happened." she said sternly, much like my mother would have, but I shoved that thought out of my head before it could take complete control over me.

"Fine." I said sighing. "Well in homeroom I sat beside this guy named... Inuyasha? I think it was and..."

"Wait, you sat beside Inuyasha?" she asked looking at me with wide eyes.

"Yeah..." I said.

"Didn't his bitch of a girlfriend give you shit?" she asked.

"Yeah well that's what happened... she came up to me and started freaking out about he was her man, and I should back the fuck of and whatever, which forced me to move and sit beside this guy named Kouga." I said.

Sango looked at me with a look of... pity?

"Inuyasha, Kouga, and this other guy Miroku are the most hottest guys in this school. They pretty much run this school." she said, then suddenly her voiced turned ice cold. "As for that girl, her name's Kikyo. She's Inuyasha's bitch pretty much. I am going to kill that cunt head, just you watch me." she said standing up her eyes ablaze.

"Wait Sango!" I pulled her back down, "Don't please, it's okay I don't mind, for real. Everything will be okay, just don't please." I said my voice dying down to a whisper.

She looked at me long and hard.

"Fine, I'll let her off this time, but if she does it again, that bitch's head will be on my wall." she said in a monotone voice.

I cringed. Only I knew how vicious Sango could be when she was really pissed.

"Thanks," I said as I looked down to my food.

"Sango!" someone called.

I looked up to see a girl running towards where we were sitting. Her hair was in long pigtails, and she was wearing jeans with a simple top.

"Hey Ayame," said Sango smiling at her. "Oh, this is my cousin Kagome." she said motioning to me.

I smiled weakly at her.

"So you're the famous Kagome Sango's been telling me about for the past month." she said smiling at me. "I'm Ayame, nice to meet you." she said stretching her hand out towards me. I took it cautiously and shook her hand.

"Oh Sango, I was supposed to tell you that the party at Miroku's house is this upcoming weekend. You're invited, and Kagome you can come too." she said turning to me and smiling.

"Why did Miroku invite me?" Sango asked looking confused. "We aren't even friends."

"Oh Sango, you naïve little girl, do not tell me that you don't see the way Miroku looks at you. It's so obvious he has the hots for you!" said Ayame like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Which it probably was because Sango is really slow on these things.

"Please," said Sango, "Even if he did like me, which I doubt he does, I would never go out with anyone like him." she scoffed.

'What's wrong with this Miroku person?' I wondered.

Ayame probably saw the confused look on my face because she laughed and said, "Miroku is the most perverted guy you will ever meet. I swear he'll fuck anything with a heartbeat."

I burst out laughing, "Really?" I asked between gasps of air.

Ayame giggled, "Really, and we all know our little Sango loves that about him." she teased as Sango turned bright red.

"You better leave now Ayame, unless you want to die." threatened Sango as she stood up.

Ayame laughed, "She's your problem now Kagome!" she said before running away.

I sat there laughing real hard, before Sango sent me a death glare and I shut up instantly. The bell rang then, and Sango got up and gathered her things. She had already showed me where my other classes were so we both bid goodbye, as we parted in opposite directions.

As I made my way through the crowded halls smiling about what had taken place just a few minutes ago, maybe this move would turn out to be a good thing after all, that was when I heard some people call me. Well, they didn't exactly say my name, but I heard people yell, "Hey new girl!" and instantly turned in the direction the voices were coming from. It was them. Inuyasha, Kouga, Kikyo, and another boy, who I assumed to be Miroku. All standing there smirking at me.

"Hey whore, where you going, the janitors closet? For a quickie perhaps?" said Kikyo laughing maniacally, soon after Inuyasha and Kouga both joined in, and I was left standing alone as the final bell rang and they left together laughing the whole time.

Whore? They called me a whore? I glanced down at myself and saw the ratty old clothes I had chosen that morning. Whore? How can they possibly come to the conclusion that I was... a whore?

I felt the tears well up and my vision went blurry. I ran to the girls washroom, locked myself in one of the stalls, and cried, I cried until my throat hurt, I cried until no more tears came.