Hey guys sorry it took so long here is chapter two only a few changes aside from the betaing, hope you guys like it I would prefer about minimum of 2 more reviews before i repost the second normally I require more but since its a repost i dont excpect many ppl to review for it let alone read it, let me know what you guys think anything you want me to change or work on and as always i am open to new ideas for it.

Chapter 2: Don't Look At Me

Within the next twenty minutes, Kagome and Sota had their schedules, locker numbers, and combinations. "Hey sis?" Sota asked, looking up into his sister's eyes that were full of pain with his innocent ones. She couldn't help but feel like they were looking into her soul. She broke the eye contact, afraid that he would look into her soul and see all of the sin there.

"Yes Sota?"

"Will you come with me to my locker?"

"Of course." They walked down the hall to his locker where he deposited all of his things except a small notebook and a pen. Kagome then walked him to class and headed to her locker. When she was opening it, she heard someone walking down the hallway towards her. She could tell by their aura that the person was a full demon and a dog demon at that. Her body froze when he stopped behind her. She could feel his aura pressing on her and her breath started to come out in short pants, and it felt like her lungs were being restricted.

"What are you doing out here?" a cold emotionless voice asked, causing her to jump out of her skin. She spun around to see a gorgeous man who wore a black Armani suit and white dress top that had the first few buttons undone exposing a little of his toned chest. She was surprised not only by his attire but by his beauty; he had long and perfectly straight silver hair, and you could tell that underneath the black suit and white dress top that there was much more muscle. His handsome face was just as emotionless as his voice.

"I am putting my backpack away, and grabbing a notebook instead. Am I not allowed to do so?" she asked in her own emotionless voice, raising a perfectly sculpted eyebrow in question.

"No. Not unless you have a hall pass." Without braking eye contact she grabbed a green notebook and black pen from her locker behind her and slammed said locker's door shut with a loud bang. Neither of them flinched at the offending sound.

"I'm new here and I have not been to my first class yet, so I do not have a hall pass."

"Well then I shall escort you to your first class to make sure you get there." Cold sarcasm was laced with his words.

"I don't think I want a creepy old guy escorting me." She thought she saw anger flash in his eyes as he moved closer to her, but when she looked closer it was gone. She figured it must have been the lighting flashing through the hallway's window.

"I am only a few years older then you, and I am hardly creepy. And just so you know I happen to be a teacher here." She lowered her head.

"I'm sorry I didn't know."

"That's fine, I understand. Besides it's nice to know some girls still actually have some values. Now, where is your class?" She pulled out a small piece of paper and handed it to him. He looked at the small white piece of paper with neat black ink printed across it in orderly lines. "Mr. Brenton's classroom is this way," he said, handing the paper back to her and gesturing down the hall where he had come from.

"Thank you." He started walking in the direction indicated. She fell in step next to him. They quietly walked down the hallway until they reached the classroom with the label: Calculus Mr. Brenton.

"Here we are."

"Again thank you Mr…you never did tell me your name."

"Tashio. I'll see you in 4th hour." With that said he walked away, leaving a slightly shocked Kagome. She pulled out her schedule to see in plain black and white:4: Tashio—Creative Writing. She sighed and walked into her first class in her new school.

Everyone looked at her with scrutinizing looks. She looked towards the teacher, not liking all of the attention drawn to her. The person who she assumed was Mr. Brenton looked at her and asked: "Yes?"

"I'm in your class." She held out her schedule to him and he took it. After briefly glancing at her schedule he pointed to a seat in the back. "Take a seat in the back next to Sango." Kagome looked to the far end of the room and spotted the girl from earlier that morning. She walked to the back and took her seat. It turned out she was behind Inuyasha, and to the right of Sango. To Sango's left was Miroku. Sango turned to Kagome and smiled. Kagome only stared at her.

"Yes?" Kagome's emotionless voice was starting to get on Inuyasha's nerves but instead of saying anything he just listened.

"I was wondering if I could see your schedule so I could see if we have any classes together," Sango answered. Kagome just handed her the small white paper that was starting to get annoying. "Well that's lucky…the four of us have the same schedule."

Inuyasha scoffed. "Oh joy."

"What's your deal? I haven't done anything to you." Her voice hadn't changed from its emotionless state.

"You're annoying and a bitch."

"I have barely said a few sentences to you." He gave her a simple 'feh' and turned away. They turned back to the front of the room and tried to follow the teachers lecture, but they all found it too hard. Just as Kagome was about to let her head fall to her desk, a note popped in front of her face on the smooth desktop. She stared at it for a little while before opening it.

Kagome,

Hi I'm really sorry that we got off on the wrong foot, but I would like to become friends.

Sango.

Kagome held her pen poised above the paper ready to write something nasty but for some reason she couldn't force herself to do it. Instead she jotted down a few quick sentences.

Sango,

No its ok, I'm just tired. I would like to be friends with you guys. So far you guys are the only ppl who have talked to me so far…well except for this one teacher who escorted me to this class. I think his name was Tashio? I'm not really sure.

Kagome.

Sango coughed when she read that Tashio had helped someone. Her cough drew the attention of Inuyasha, Miroku, and Kagome. Sango looked at Kagome then quickly wrote:

Kagome,

Tashio, as in Sesshomaru Tashio. The English teacher?

Sango

Kagome read Sango's hurried writing with slight difficulty then replied.

Sango,

Yeah, he is our 4th hour teacher.

Kagome.

Sango was in such shock that all she could do was stare at Kagome after she had read the note. Kagome wasn't sure how to take that so she leaned over and asked: "Are you ok?"

Sango just nodded dumbly. "Sorry I'm just shocked. Tashio is one of the coldest and heartless bastards I have ever met." Kagome heard a growl from in front of her. She turned her attention to Inuyasha, and almost gasped when she saw fierce golden eyes staring straight into her green ones.

"Wh-what?" She stuttered, still managing to keep her cold tone.

"Was that bastard really nice to you?" he asked. His voice was calm, but his eyes held such strong hatred, it was overwhelming.

"Y-yes. Why? Is that something big?"

Miroku chuckled and answered for Inuyasha. "Big? Are you kidding? It's the sign of the apocalypse. I don't think I have ever seen Sesshomaru nice to anybody in the time I have known Inuyasha, and that's eleven years."

"Wow… Not even once?"

"Nope. He's a real hard ass." Sango laughed silently.

"How do you guys know him?" Kagome questioned innocently enough.

"He's my older half-brother." Inuyasha growled out.

"Oh, you can really see the family resemblance." Inuyasha's upper lip lifted up in a snarl. "I'm sorry," Kagome added quickly, lowering her head. Inuyasha could smell her sadness, and felt a little bit bad.

"No, its ok. It's my fault anyways…" Inuyasha smelled her sadness go away as if it had never been there. Now Sango and Miroku seriously thought that hell had frozen over and the world was coming to an end. First Sesshomaru helps her out and then Inuyasha apologizes. Was this girl some fallen angel or a devil in disguise?

Kagome looked up into Inuyasha's eyes and was shocked that the strong emotion in them was not anger but that of something she didn't recognize. He smiled at her and she felt the corner of her lips tug up in a ghost of a smile. Inuyasha also felt like a weight was lifted off of him when he saw her grin.

All of a sudden, he had a throbbing pain in his head. He groaned and broke eye contact with Kagome, putting his head in his hands. "Inuyasha? Are you ok?" He heard Kagome's voice, and even though it was cold it wasn't emotionless.

Inuyasha saw tons of flashes of him and a girl playing on a playground. Then it changed to her crying in his arms because it was thundering. Then the same girl crying again, with bruises on her small frame. Finally, the last one was of the little girl standing next to a moving truck hugging him tightly before being pried away from him forever. When the flashes stopped he looked up, pain evident in his eyes.

"Inuyasha, what happened?" Sango asked, looking at him trying to catch his eye but he was focused on Kagome, who in turn was looking back at him. Her face was emotionless, but her eyes betrayed the mask and showed immense worry.

He remembered her now. He remembered everything. "Is your mother still with your step-father?" Kagome gasped at what he said.

'How did he know?' She thought to herself. She felt tears well in her eyes and nodded her head.

Inuyasha couldn't help but move forward and pull her into his arms. She winced at the warm contact but let him hold her. She looked at Sango and Miroku for help but they just stared open mouthed at them. They were both shocked beyond words. Even with his girlfriends, Inuyasha never exposed much public display of affection, and now he was holding some girl who he had just met, or so they thought.

"Do you remember?" he asked, whispering in her ear.

"I'm sorry. I don't know what you're talking about or how you even know about my step-father."

"Oh Kagome, you don't remember." He pulled away and looked into her eyes. She just shook her head. He could smell and see that she wasn't lying to him. "You used to live here like 10 years ago, you were my best friend. I forgot and apparently so did you."

Kagome felt horrible that she didn't know what he was talking about. "I'm so sorry." She felt as if she would cry and that's saying something since she hadn't cried for…almost 10 years. He sat back in his seat. Miroku finally decided to speak up once he found his voice.

"Inuyasha what's going on?"

"Kagome used to live here – like I said. Don't you guys remember?"

"Sorry Inuyasha we don't," Sango said, but then both her and Miroku suddenly felt similar pain to what Inuyasha had felt. It was nowhere near as intense, seeing as they didn't know Kagome as well or as long as Inuyasha had.

Kagome just looked at them like 'What the fuck?'

Sango and Miroku looked at her with a similar look that Inuyasha had. This was just too much for Kagome to handle. They were all looking at her expectantly and she didn't even know these people like they claimed.

"Don't look at me like that." She looked down. "I don't know who you people are but if this is some kind of joke, it's not funny."

"If this was some joke then how would I know about your step-father? His name is Naraku and your mother's name is Kemi. How would I know that?" He was confused and angry, unable to believe that she didn't remember.

"I don't know. Maybe you're a stalker or something."

"But you told us this morning that you were new here," Sango said, looking at her with sadness.

"Shut up, this isn't funny!" Kagome wasn't going to play into their sick joke. She shook her head as Inuyasha continued.

"Your birthday is the 26th of December, and Sota's is three days after yours. Your favorite holiday is Halloween, not because of the candy, but because you get to dress up and be a princess even if it is just for that night."

"No, shut up. Stop it." Kagome couldn't take it anymore. This sick joke had gone too far. She grabbed her notebook and ran out of the room, the teacher calling after her:

"That counts as sluffing!" For you people who don't know that means skipping class.

"She isn't feeling well, she ran out to go to the bathroom and puke," Sango said, so Kagome wouldn't get in trouble.

"Okay then." the teacher said simply, before turning back to the work on his desk.

Kagome stopped, tears falling from her eyes as she slid down the wall. She brought her knees up to her chest and buried her face in them. For the first time in what felt like forever, she cried.

"Excuse me?" She heard a colder and more emotionless voice then her own. She glanced up to see the last person she expected.

"M-Mr. Tashio?"

"Yes, Miss Higurashi. What are you doing out? Did I not just take you to your class?" Kagome flinched at his cold tone. She wiped her tears away.

"Y-yes, you did."

"Then why are you out here, crying for that matter?"

"I don't care if I get in trouble I'm not going back there, at least for now."

"Well you can't stay out in the hallway unless you want to get a detention – or worse." He held out his hand. "I'm in a good mood at the moment. If you come with me to my classroom and grade papers, I will give your teacher an excuse." She grabbed his hand and he easily helped her up to a standing position.

"Really?"

"I will not repeat myself." He started to walk away, leaving her to follow him or stand there crying. She chose the former of the two and ran after him, wiping all evidence that she was crying away.

Once they were in his empty classroom he walked over to his desk, grabbing a stack of papers and putting them on one of the front desks. "The key is on top, the test has 50 questions at 2 points each and 1 bonus question at the end for 5 extra points. Do you understand?" Kagome felt a flare of anger – she wasn't stupid – but she bit her tongue and nodded, not wanting to say anything that would wind her up in trouble; never mind here, but at home too.

She started grading the papers while thinking 'It's not really a home. Home is where you feel safe and loved.' Kagome didn't feel either of those when she was in her 'house'. When she was in her house all she felt was dread and impending doom. She was brought out of her musings by a cold voice.

"So why were you crying?"

Kagome looked up to see Mr. Tashio's head still bowed as he worked on papers similar to hers. "Does it matter?"

"No, I was simply wondering why." He set his red pen down and folded his hands neatly, looking up at her with bright golden sun-kissed eyes.

"It was your brother."

She heard him growl. "Half brother. What did he do, if I may be so bold to ask?"

"I don't wanna talk about it."

"I don't really care, but it is my job as a teacher to care about my students."

"Something tells me you don't do that very much."

He chuckled lightly. "No I don't."

"Can I ask you a question since you asked me one?"

"As long as it's not too personal."

"How old are you?"

He looked slightly shocked but covered it quickly. "Twenty-four."

"Why are you working here? Aren't you a little young?"

"I skipped a few grades, and I enjoy being a teacher. Even though I teach insolent brats such as my brother and his little girlfriends." Mr. Tashio turned back to his work and Kagome just stared at him.

"Then why don't you teach a different age group?"

He didn't look up at her when he answered: "Because if I teach people my own age, they don't give me any respect. Plus, I can't stand snot-nosed brats."

"That's a little harsh don't you think? I mean you were a snot-nosed brat at one time." She turned back to the work she had been assigned to grade. "So I hear you're a hard ass." She heard him chuckle again.

"Yeah, I guess I am. All you have to do to please me is your homework and not be loud and obnoxious."

"Are most of the people here obnoxious?" She was halfway done now.

"You have no idea." He had a hint of amusement in his cold emotionless voice. "I think the worst is one of the most popular girls, Kikyou. She has this annoying high-pitched voice, and wears the skimpiest clothes I have ever seen. She probably has more STDs than are known about."

Kagome laughed for the first time in a long time, and even if it was just a short one it felt good. Her laugh was light but meaningful, and it sounded like a sweet melody. "Wow I didn't think you could be funny."

"Well considering you don't know me…" He trailed off.

"Well anyways I'm done," she said proudly, smacking her hand down on the pile of papers she had just graded. He looked up but not at her, looking at the clock to see that the bell was about to ring.

"And so is this period." The bell rang and she stood up and handed him the papers, which he took. "So do you think you will be able to stay in your next class?"

"Yes. I will see you in fourth hour."

"Don't sluff this time." Kagome gave him a ghost of a smile and walked out so she could attempt to look for her next class.