Chapter 1: Day 1
She may not have looked it, but she was shaking in her combat boots as she stood quiet as a mouse in the main office of the new school. Her new school. In her entire 17 years of life Kagome Higurashi has never attended school. That is, until today. Damn those grandparents of hers. She sighed as she replayed the argument they'd had months ago about her coming here, they knew her and people didn't mix. Still, they'd forced her come. Their argument? It wasn't healthy for her not to have any human contact. That's what their mouths said anyway, but Kagome knew the truth. They couldn't stand her. They feared her because she was different. And lately, it seemed her differences were becoming stronger and more apparent.
They felt that they weren't safe in their own home, and they hated her for it. Honestly, she could have used fear to force them into submission, but Kagome refused to become the monster they accused her of being. No, she knew nothing good would come of it, only more reason to hate her. And so, here she was.
She inhaled deeply before finally approaching the front desk.
"May I help you?" the secretary blurted automatically almost as if on autopilot never tearing her eyes from her computer screen.
"My name is Kagome Higurashi I'm looking for a Miss James."
The secretary typed away a little longer before finally tearing her eyes away from the screen and sparing Miss Higurashi a glance. Her eyebrows shot up to her hairline as her brain registered what stood before her. The angelic voice had come from a petite young girl. Her slender frame stood around 5'4". She possessed long lashes that caressed high cheek bones. A tiny cleft resided on her chin and there was a hint of dimples as she tucked her lips into he mouth waiting for a response. Perhaps the most bazar and most beautiful feature on her face, were her eyes. They were a beautiful lavender that seemed to glow the longer you stared. They were deep and intriguing. Warm and inviting. Hypnotizing and uniquely her own. She would dear call the girl beautiful if it weren't for the in your face attire she had on.
Black combat boots turned gave way to fishnet stockings that climbed up endless legs and disappeared behind a tiny black and red trimmed skirt that hugged thick rounded hips. She wore a netted long sleeved shirt over top of a pitch-black noodle strap shirt. Every other nail was painted black or red, and sharpened to almond shaped points. Her long hair hung to her waist and was split down the middle as red dye clashed with her natural jet black hair, with bangs to frame her pretty face. Her entire get up screamed stay way. She floored the secretary. The young girl had face of a sweet innocent angle, and yet she dressed herself up to portray something dark and intimidating. A face that drew you in, but a wardrobe that said fuck off. How strange.
The secretary sighed. It was none of her business. Before she could think too much into it, she quickly dialed the school counselor. "I have a Kagome Higurashi here for you."
The call was quick and soon Kagome found herself sitting in the brightly colored office of Miss James, waiting for her roster. The woman before her tried to make idle chit chat as she got her paper work together. She informed her that she could come back and talk about anything with her, as she was the counselor, whether it be academic or not.
Kagome barely paid her any attention. She already knew all of this. She could hear her thoughts all the way from the main office. She also knew that the woman before her was sizing her up and already categorizing from the moment she'd stepped foot into her office. She'd already pegged her for a future problem child. Kagome tried not to let it get to her. After all what did she expect when she had dressed this way on her first day of school. But still, it hurt to not even be given a chance. She could tell herself she didn't care. Hell, she could scream it to the world until she was blue in the face. But the truth is, it hurt.
After a short phone call Miss James stood from her desk and escorted Kagome through the main office and out into the hall where a young boy of about 17 stood. Compared to Kagome's short stature the boy was tall at about 5'11". His skin held a slight tan, his hair tossed around his head giving him a cute messy look. His face held a mischievous look as he grinned at her with a glint in his dark blue eyes.
"Kagome, this is Miroku Houshi. I have asked him to escort you to your classes today since you to have most of your classes together." Miss James made quick introductions before bidding Kagome farewell and good luck on her first day and taking her leave.
Kagome sighed as she took in Miss James' retreating form as she was left standing with Miroku. His thoughts rung loud and clear within her head and she easily side-stepped his wandering hand before it could reach its destination, her ass.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." She muttered blankly before turning to face him.
He stood puttering as his face flushed with embarrassment burning bright red. Was it weird that he been more embarrassed that she knew what he planed then if she had slapped him after he did it? Her knowing was a blow to his ego. He wasn't as sneaky as he'd thought he was. He shook his head. "I'm sorry, do what?"
Kagome fought the urge to smile at his terrible attempt to play dumb. She shook her head straightening her back, she folded the paper she already had memorized and began her trek down the halls without another word. This was going to be a long day.
INUYASHA'S P.O.V.
it was 11:40 am and the entire school was abuzz with rumors about some new girl. Some, the boys, referred to her as the hottest thing they'd ever seen. While others, the catty girls, referred to her as a freak. Some even went so far as to say they didn't feel safe around her.
It really didn't matter to InuYasha, all he knew was that all this talk was really starting to get annoying. Who cares? Frankly, he was tired of hearing her name like she was some sort of celebrity or something.
He let out a sigh of relief as the bell signaling lunch finally rang. He needed some fresh air. He made his way through the lunch room stopping at the vending machine to grab a few snacks, shoving them into his back pack before making his way out into the school parking lot. As soon as he stepped foot outside, he was hit with the smell of vanilla and cinnamon. The smell almost reminded him of Christmas. It was warm and inviting. Spicy and sweet, and it drew him in. without even a second thought, he began to follow it.
KAGOME'S P.O.V.
By lunch Kagome's head was pounding. The constant thoughts of the people around her were starting to take its toll. It was like a constant yelling within her head. There was never any quiet. And she desperately needed a moment alone. Between the vile thoughts of all the boys and the rude ones from all the girls she just wanted to curl up in bed. There were either catty thoughts from girls or horny thoughts from boys it was disgusting. Even the thoughts of some of the male teachers were horrifying.
By the end of each class she knew who was fucking who, what teacher fantasized about what student etc. She needed a break. When Miroku guided her to the cafeteria she quickly made for the door that lead to the outside tables. Once outside she bypassed everything and headed straight for the empty field across the parking lot. It wasn't until she reached the middle of the field and collapsed that she was able to breathe easy as the throbbing in the back of her head began to ebb.
The more the pain decreased, the more her body relaxed. She was so tired. Her mind began to feel disconnected from her body and she began to feel light. As though she were floating, drifting away from her body, from this earth. The slight throb so dull now that she could barely feel it. And all she could think about was sleep. Her eyes were so heavy. She was so at ease she almost didn't detect the thoughts of someone headed her way.
With a groan she forced herself into a sitting position in time to catch a glimpse of silver and red headed her way. Within seconds that streak of silver and red was taking form beside her into that of a boy. Shaking away her exhaustion she forced herself to focus on the words the boy was saying.
"Are. You. Okay?" the boy spoke slowly as though Kagome was incapable of comprehending, although there was a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
It was enough to succeed in pissing her off. "I'm fine." She quickly rose to her feet grabbing for her bag in frustration. Why the fuck couldn't she get a moment of peace in this damn school? In her haste to gather her things she her bag came undone spewing her books onto the ground. She closed her eyes and released a deep sigh in an attempt to calm her nerves before dropping to her knees to gather them. She noticed a pair of clawed hands helping her to quickly gather what was out of reach. In a matter of seconds she was standing, carrying what fell in her arms as the strange boy stood before her handing her the rest of her books. She gently took them from his grasp.
She smells nice.
"Thank you." She wasn't sure if she was thanking him for the mental complement, or the help but it didn't matter.
"You're that new girl everyone's talking about." It was a statement not a question.
She nodded once preparing to turn and make her way back to the school when he spoke again.
"What are you doing out here?"
She sighed before finally looking up into the boys face for the first time. Her breath caught in her throat at the sight of him. He was gorgeous. Tall maybe 6'3", with long flowing sliver hair, sharp, stunning golden eyes framed with bangs and thick dark eyebrows and long curly lashes, high cheekbones and fangs. InuYasha. The whisper of his name tickled the back of her mind.
"Hanyou." The word fell from her lips before she even realized what she was saying.
His face scrunched up in confusion as the ears hidden under his bandana twitched. "Huh?"
She shook her head and cleared her throat. "Nothing. It was uh… too loud in there. Gave me a head ache." She fidgeted in place as he narrowed his eyes at her but decided to drop it.
"Yeah I know what ya mean." He pulled out his phone checking the time before wistfully looking back at the woods surrounding the field they stood in. "We should probably get back, lunch is almost over."
She had already started her trek back to the school before he even began talking. She needed to get away from him. Never in her life had her body ever responded to another person like that from a simple look. For the first time, Kagome could say that she had had butterflies. It was euphoric and invigorating, and down right terrifying.
But what really worried her, was his future. Kagome could take one look at a person, and know every detail about them. Where you were headed, and where you had been. But with him, she saw nothing. Even parts of his past seemed fuzzy.
Kagome could see anyone's future except her own, and it bugged her that she couldn't seem to see his. This was something she wasn't used to, and it worried her. She didn't know what it meant, but she needed to get away from him. Whoever this boy was, she had a nagging feeling that told her he would be her undoing.
INUYASHA'S P.O.V.
He stood bewildered as he continued to watch the retreating form of the mysterious young girl he'd found lying in the middle of a field. He didn't know a damn thing about her except that, some of the rumors he'd heard about her had been true. She was beautiful. Her voice was so soft and sweet, even dripping with irritation at his blatant sarcasm. She was so tiny and fragile looking that he almost worried that the slightest wrong move would shatter her into a million pieces. The key word being almost. The way she dressed and carried herself screamed that when pushed far enough, she was a force to be reckoned with.
She smelled of something so sweet and familiar, yet unknown. He needed to know her. That thought both excited and scared him. He'd never yearned for the closeness he suddenly craved from her. He needed to know her, needed her to know him. His only fear was that once she did, she'd shun him, just like all the others. That she'd hate him just as much as all the rest. What really frightened him though, was that that was a risk he was willing to take.