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Chapter Nine: Southern Comfort

Taisho's body language grew tense and ridged. The hell fire burning in his eyes had frozen over. "What are you talking about?"

"Don't try this with me, InuYasha," I demanded firmly, "I know about your girlfriend."

He tossed his roach into the ashtray and gripped that steering wheel with both hands; now finding a new interest in the road. I stared at him, he looked away; and this went on for what felt like numerous minutes.

"InuYasha," I tried again.

His head slightly turned my way, frozen orbs of gold just peeking out of the corner of his eyes. His mouth was set in a straight line; his eyebrows slim and soft. He had the most defeated look on his face and I…

I felt guilty.

"So?" His voice stretched out with tenderness.

"So?" I asked, dumbfounded, "Is that all you have to say?" He shrugged, "Do you normally cheat on your girlfriends?"

His head snapped to me; "No! I didn't cheat on her!"

"What?!" I shouted louder than I really should have, "Yes, you did!"

"Flirting and cheating are two very different things, babe."

"Don't call me 'babe' you cheater." I muttered.

"I didn't cheat!" He groaned.

"Yes, you did!" I repeated angrily.

"Oh, so what you're saying is that you've never flirted while with somebody else. Oh, okay. I see. That makes sense," He mocked, "You're so ridiculous."

I wouldn't tell him this, but he was right.

"Fucking cheater."

"There's a difference between 'dating' someone and 'seeing' someone."

"There is no difference."

He leered at me; his eyes now aflame and narrowed into slits, "Fuck you."

I ripped off my seatbelt and took a hold of the handle. "Pull over," I demanded heatedly.

"What? So you can jump out of my car? I don't think so."

"Pull over. Now."

"No."

I pushed against the door and opened it up a crack, "Pull over right now! Or I'm gonna jump out!"

"Okay, hold on!" He shouted coarsely.

His car rolled to a slow stop on a dirt patch next to the busy street. I wasted no time to jump out and run down the road.

"Whoa! Wait!" Taisho yelled, running after me.

I tore down the street, not bothering at all to stop. I couldn't tell how far back Taisho was; but I did know the cars streaming down the road at a dangerous speed.

The wind made my hair flip from side to side.

InuYasha took hold of my wrist and I shot backwards. His hair was just as wild as mine was.

"Kagome, stop!" He shouted, "C'mon. I'm sorry."

"Jerk!" I shouted back at him. I strained my eyes to see past my flying locks of hair.

"C'mon!" He squeezed my wrist, "I'll explain everything, okay? We can go to my place, take a few shots and I'll explain everything."

I thought for some odd minutes.

"Fine."

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I should have never been so angry. It was uncalled for.

Even I wasn't expecting what a competition this would turn out to be.

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I sat alone in a small little trailer. It was hidden in the same forest I awoke to the other day; apparently Taisho's 'party shack' was only a few yards away from his and his mother's trailer.

I waited at the table that pulled out from the wall; looking around the trailer. It was very small, nothing like my enormous house. The kitchen and living area were the same semi-large room; just separated by the change from title to shag carpet. Down the narrow hallway was two doors; my guess the only bedroom and the bathroom.

I've never met Taisho's mother; nor have I ever heard of her.

She was a young, beautiful woman. Black hair as soft as silk; brown eyes as big as saucers, a long pale face that made her look like a model. It was almost hard to believe that she was a manger of a shoe store.

As a matter of fact, that's where he was now.

Taisho.

We had stopped at a liquor store and he bought three pints of 'Southern Comfort' with his fake I.D. He stuck them in the fridge and whisked his mom off to work. You see, she doesn't have a car.

The only car they had was the Golden Monster.

I couldn't help but to wonder where his father was. Then again, that's the only thing I could do at the moment; with three pints of cheap liquor in the fridge.

Soon, however, Taisho busted through the screen; the door sounding like a cracking whip as it shut.

Without saying a word he took a pint out of the fridge, two shot glasses from the cabinet, and two Cherry Vanilla Dr. Peppers. He sat them in front of us.

"Cherry Vanilla?" I questioned; never had the drink before.

"The best chaser," He admitted as he poured our shots. He held his glass up as did I and they clashed together.

"Cheers." We said at the same time. I plugged my nose and swallowed it all at once, chasing it down with the Dr. Pepper.

Not so bad.

It had the after taste of medicine; but I vanished almost immediately.

"What do you think, Kagome?" He gestured to the pint of 'Southern Comfort'.

"Not so bad," I leaned back in the folding chair, "But I think you better start explaining."

He began to refill my shot, "Well, her name's Kikyo."

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Ha! Another cliffhanger! Sorry this chapter is very boring; my least favorite out of the bunch.

Don't get me wrong, I hate Kikyo. But, I do not bash Kikyo in my stories. In fact; they will probably only mention her in my stories; but they will never really see her. I think.

P.S. I decided the ending! And you're all going to hate me for it! R&R!