*A/n : To my anon reviewer, guest: I would love to hear from you when and if you get an account (and if you ever chance to read another chapter of mine!) Your review was very thoughtful and refreshingly, rather insightful. Though you're not quite right, thinking along those lines will get you places! Me (who is also sleep deprived!) read your review and happily went to click the "message" button, but alas, there was no such thing! It would have been an interesting conversation, that I am certain!

Yes, it will be depressing and hopeful and...nuts from this point onwards. I'll try to take it to the next level and see how it turns out! And I would like to thank my amazing reviewers :D for giving me the reaction I wanted out of that dramatic last chappy! Sorry, it came late, but I did warn you guys! Well, I warned my lovely reviewers...well, if anyone cared! Maybe, I was hoping a bit too much, but I wouldn't have felt good if I didn't (and if I perm stopped, I need insurance that MAYBE POSSIBLY someone would yell at me!) And sorry, paired with slight writers' block, laziness, illness (not mine directly, but still my problem), injury, schoolwork, and running around creation starting my club, I'm kinda...screwed. -_-"

*Disclaimer : Rumiko Takahashi : Inuyasha :: Me : Nothing :)

One Day in Social Studies Class

I know that when I wish the jewel into nonexistence, I will return home, and with this past, I wonder what will be different. Will I even have any memory of what had happened here? Maybe it's better that way. Farewell Kaede, my friends, my love, my son. Farewell Kagome.

Chapter 9 : And The Week of Hell Begins

End of Chapter 9

"So, Kagome, do you think it was a good idea to tell the others about the book and what it said next?" Inuyasha asked from his place on her bed, carefully adjusting his breathing so he wouldn't feel the urge to suffocate in the stagnant, sultry air, confined in her room. That so-called heater, innocently oscillating back and forth, was not helping; but, it was either freeze your ass off outside or grudgingly stay inside. What a lovely choice!

Kagome nodded and explained from behind her fortress of textbooks and stronghold of notes, "Yeah...I just wanted them to know what they have in store. I just hope..." She paused for a moment before inhaling and continuing, "I just hope it all turns out well...And I don't think Naraku will attack while I'm here, it wouldn't be fun otherwise." The last words rang in his eats as he felt the virulence of them course throughout his body, never had he heard such distaste uttered from the lips of his beloved.

"Kagome, are you okay?" Inuyasha asked while he to see into the fort she had sealed herself in.

"I'm fine," Kagome lied through her teeth, but the hanyou couldn't see the strain her reply wrought.

With a sigh, he returned to his comfortable position on her bed and offered, "Well, if you ever wanna tell me..." Soon, sleep overcame him and he drifted off into the land of dreamers.

Without another word, Kagome returned to her studies; she was determined to at least pass with her high school diploma though she obviously had no desire to continue on in university.

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"Alright, kids, now here is the study packet." The English teacher counted and dispersed the thick packets. "Reference materials are listed, so please, study! If you can successfully complete this, you should, at the very least, pass that part of the test! Don't forget about the audio and oral section, either!" she exclaimed, trying to rile up the studious who had their lives ahead of them. Slumping to her chair, the foreign teacher braced herself for the bombardment of frivolous questions that could simply be answered through the use of that wonderful invention; what was it called again? You know, right? Yes, a dictionary!

Kagome, who had the intention to pass, glared downwards at the rowed sentences before her as if the action would somehow rid them from her sight. This, math, and science would be her hardest classes to conquer; it was true, the Feudal Era didn't have much to offer in those departments of study in comparison to the knowledge they possessed now.

Sighing, Kagome resumed as whispers of, "And hell week has begun," filled the room.

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"Ah, I'm so sorry!" Ms. Ito, the social studies teacher, screeched and bowed after she collided with someone while attempting to take the last of her students' papers to grade to the safety of her car; unfortunately, that plan failed miserably. Papers were strewn across the sidewalk in a brilliant medley of disorder and both figures bent to retrieve them.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Miss," a voice apologized as he handed her the majority of the papers.

The woman looked up to see a man with streaming black hair tied neatly in a tail with a red ribbon, an odd leather collar that loosely hung around his neck, and lavender eyes, which lowered to find their place on her face. "No, I'm sorry," the teacher apologized. "I never pay attention to where I'm going." Upon taking a further look, she asked, "You look familiar, but wait, you don't go here, right? And you certainly don't teach here...who are you?"

"I'm just here to pick someone up," the man answered simply, anxiously looking at the front doors of the school.

Scowling, the teacher persisted, "But who are you?"

Shifting weight uncomfortably between his feet, he reluctantly answered, "I'm Inuyasha..."

"OH! So you're here to pick up Miss Higurashi, I assume?" she coninued with a desire to fully understand the situation; she had her theories about these two, and if there was any chance that these weren't pure fiction created by her hopeful mind, the better.

He nodded and looked at her questioningly.

"I'm her social studies teacher, Ms. Ito, and I suppose you're the one who gave her that gorgeous ring! Ms. Higurashi is one of my favorite students, and it's kind of hard to not pick things up when you see 250 kids every school day," she perked, clutching her papers tighter; she was always a sucker for a love story.

The hanyou neither denied nor confirmed her suspicions, but Ms. Ito took that as a shy yes, lost to her ears upon the will of the wind. Though there was more to ask, she doubt he would do her the pleasure of answering her. Saying farewells, the woman left with a smile to her car and the hanyou patiently waited until his stressed love exited the doors.

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"But Sesshomaru, I'm not crazy!" Rin protested as she set down her papers in a huff.

Sighing, the demon continued his argument, "So, you intend to tell me that my brother and his woman are here right now?"

"YES! YOU IDIOT!" Rin answered with a mild yell, only ear-spitting to some, deafening to others. "I'm telling you that Kagome came from this time period AND she AND YOUR BROTHER are here RIGHT NOW. First I tell you I think she's in one of my classes, and now I tell you I swear I saw a human version of your brother coming to pick her up!"

With a shrug, Sesshomaru finished with a slightly saddened tone, "Rin, my brother and this 'Kagome' died a long time ago..."

End of Chapter Nine

A/n : Wow! I am just awful! Not only was that short, but just...awful in general. Anyways...Prediction time! Please? Humor me? And since Mitzuki-chan doubts she'll be able to update on her birthday like she previously hoped, now that you've read, please do her the honor of dropping a review as a present! Thanks for reading so far!

~Mitzuki-chan