A/N This chapter is a little longer than most. Enjoy!

When I awoke the next morning I almost wanted to beg mamma to let me stay home from school. But then she'd ask why, then I'd have explain what happened yesterday, then calls to the principal, it'd just be a vicious cycle. So I opt to keep my mouth shut and focus on seeing my knight in shining armor, as I have deemed him.

I just hope he continues to be nice, but who am I fooling. My face instantly fell. He's a handsome demon and I'm just…well…me. Not a whole lot special about me. No, he'd probably go for a beautiful demoness or a human cheerleader. That idea made my heart clench, I don't want him with anyone else.

My happiness I had earlier fled me, depression sinking in. I once again wanted to stay home but I couldn't let them get the best of me. I had to be strong. Empowered was not something I normally felt but I wasn't going to knock it.

Gathering my worn blue backpack I head to the train, after a bit of breakfast first, with a new sense of self.

The train ride was as eventful as always, just people staring. Couldn't people just leave me be geez. Trying to curl in on myself, I tuck my knees into the corner and hunch over my backpack. I know it won't stop them from staring but it makes me feel safer.

Stepping off the train almost gives me a heart attack; sitting on the bench is the demon that has been plaguing my thoughts. I watch his nose twitch; he must have caught my scent. I try to ignore him. I don't want to be a part of his little game. I know he's playing a game because no one would willingly help me.

Still on my power trip, I walk passed him, heading for the school grounds.

I don't have to look back to know he's not thrilled with me, if the low growl is anything to go by. But still I hold my ground, for the first time in a long time I might add.

The longer I ignore him the worse his growling gets.

'Ok maybe a bad idea to mess with a demon' I belatedly admit.

A tight grip on my forearm affirms my idea. Within seconds I'm facing a little more than pissed off demon.

'What the hell is he pissed at me for? Did someone piss in his Cherrios this morning?'

'Ha-ha I made a mental funny'

"Why are you ignoring this Sesshomaru?" Ah it speaks…oh so that's his name.

"I'm sorry" I say a little guilty to judge him and think he'd be planning something like everyone else does. My head hangs in shame, obsidian hair flowing over my face in the form of a curtain.

I hear a sigh.

"Do not be sorry, I am the one who should apologize."

'Say what?!'

"What do you have to be sorry for?" I asked shocked. I'm surprised my jaw wasn't lying on the ground.

"I should have known you wouldn't trust me, I mean we did just meet." I could hear disappointment in his voice.

I couldn't understand this man er-demon. He baffled me. Is it possible that he could WANT to be friends with me? It was unthinkable, unheard of. Even new students found out quick enough to stay away or else be tormented along with me. My peers made sure everyone got the message, one way or another. But maybe, just maybe this demon could be my friend. For the first time in a long time, I held hope.