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On to the next chapter: Classroom Blues
Oh wait! *holds up a stop sign* Before you read the chapter, here are the official pairings. Inuyasha/Kagome, Sango/Miroku. Pretty traditional...I'm just so creative. All right, continue. ^____^'
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Kagome passed the first door on her left and an overwhelming sense of the first day butterflies caught her full force in the gut. She shouldn't be nervous, but for some reason she was. Oh well, the best remedy for butterflies is to face your fears. It was pretty brave of her considering the fact that any moment she was sure she would run away from the door like a bat out of hell.
She paused at the second door on her left and listened intently to the speech that the teacher was beginning to give. It would be a pity to interrupt, after all, so maybe she should just..oh..say..sneak to the bathroom really fast?...Science was interesting and everything, but the bathroom was just so more..white?
"Stop being such a chicken, Kag." She whispered to herself, calming her shaky nerves before turning the knob and slowly opening the door.
The class was completely silent as the door creaked open and an innocent looking Kagome walked in. For a moment there she was sure that she had walked into a morgue, not a classroom. She shrugged off the thought, not really wanting to think about a morgue at that particular moment in time. That man had really put her nerves on edge..Any sudden movement by anyone and she was sure they would fall off of that edge and into a nice deep ravine.
She didn't bother looking around at the students since they were all pretty much staring at her..and she didn't feel like staring back. She did, however, get the chance to notice that the classroom had stadium style seating. It was a nice idea, and it was a lot easier to pass notes if you weren't reaching out in the middle of the isle between two desks.
She slowly walked to Mr. Greensby, handing him her admittance pass. She kept her eyes alluded from the teacher; the floor seeming extremely interesting at that point in time.
"Kagome?"
She looked up slowly, meeting the eyes of a very friendly looking man. He seemed to be middle aged, forty-five at the most. The wrinkles that were formed on his forehead and cheeks were not from age, or worry..they were smile wrinkles. Maybe the teachers would turn out to not be so bad. His eyes were bright blue; the kind of blue you see when you look up at a cloudless sky. She liked that color.
"Are you okay? You seem quite pale, my dear."
Although it was an innocent enough question, Kagome was starting to get very peeved at that particular inquiry.
"Yes sir, i'm just nervous..that's all." She managed a shaky smile, seeming to satisfy him. Even though she was telling a complete lie, it sounded a lot better than: "There is a crazy dude in a room in the main office and he scares me!! I think he can control my miko powers and kill me. It's happened before, ya know." Right..Everyone would think that she had flipped her lid. Not that they already didn't after the beautiful display of affection that morning.
"Allright, but if you start feeling dizzy then please tell me."
"Yes sir."
"Now, as for seating arrangement..."
'Pssst! Kag! Psst!'
She really was going fruity. Either that or someone was calling her name.
'It's me, Sango!'
Kagome's head snapped up at once and she searched the isles for her friend. She saw a hand temporarily shoot into the air, waving around madly before getting her attention completely. It was Sango!! She was saved at last! Trust Super-Sango to save the day.
She slowly smiled, causing the teacher to glance over at her worridly. Yep, it was official. The teacher thought she had cracked a nut. ((*slaps all the hentai reading that*))
As she was smiling at her new found pal, the teacher continued scanning the empty seats before finally seeming to come to a conclusion.
"Aha! Kagome, you will be sitting by.." She let out a silent plea to any gods that may have been watching. "Inuyasha."
"What?!" Kagome barely contained the scream that was beginning to rise in the back of her throat. "You can't do that! Please don't do that..." Begging was pretty pitiful, yes...But right then it didn't really matter. She couldn't sit by him!!
Mr. Greensby just sighed and shook his head. Obviously those two had SOMETHING going on. He would just give it a tiny push in the right direction. Actually more of a shove, but that was beyond the point. Ahhh...young love.
Kagome shot Sango a desperate look, and her friend shrugged and sighed sadly. Crashed. and. Burned.
She slowly looked up..past one row...past two rows..and there they were, those haunting golden orbs. Yep, it was official; her life had just been shoved into a manhole.
The teacher pointed to the seat beside Inuyasha and once again her legs walked without her consent. She hated when they did that.
Actually, the position wouldn't have bothered her that much except for two facts. 1.) He was an asshole and 2.) He was Inuyasha. Other than those two minor problems, she was perfectly okay with seating arrangement.
Inuyasha hadn't taken his eyes off of her since the moment she had begun to ascend the stairs, and it was starting to piss her off. Boy, everyone was out to get her today. Any moment she thought she would snap and start biting his head off. Didn't he know it was rude to stare?
A chill started flowing down the stairs and straight up her spine as she got nearer to the curious looking boy. His aura..it was so..sad. When she was less than two feet away the pain that had risen to her chest burst into a full blown ache. He was pitiful! But..he looked so peaceful and collected on the outside, how could his soul be this tormented? She rubbed the goosebumps forming on her arms, willing them to go away. It wasn't even cold in the room and here she was, Kagome Higurashi, the nut case, getting chill bumps on her arms.
Not to mention that the class was still completely silent. No one had leaned over to their peers and whispered, coughed, laughed; anything! Quite unusual for a room of hormone driven teenagers. As she caught a student's dead look she was immediately reminded of a zombie once again. Dead. Lifeless. Was that what life was usually like here?
A light object thudded against her knee and she looked down to see a paper ball lying folded up on the ground.
A roar of laughter immediately gushed out from the silence like a daisy pops out of the snow in Spring.
A paper ball? They were laughing at a paperball? Somehow that wasn't exactly that funny.
She sucked in air as something cold hit her from behind. Water slid down her back and into the nooks where her pants rested on her thigh. A water balloon. One popped her in the back of her head, another in her knee. She sensed them coming, but there were so many she did the only thing she could do. She stood her ground.
The freezing water cascaded down her hair landing in droplets on the new carpet beneath her feet. The shimmering liquid seemed so innocent. Hah..
Hers eyes darted around until they rested on Inuyasha, just as he readied another water bomb.
"Having fun?" He called out to her teasingly as the balloon launched into the air and right into her stomach, nearly knocking the wind out of her. The slight smile that drifted on his lips was enough to make her angry.
She looked around at the busted plastic lying around on the floor and then back up to his mocking face. Everything seemed suspended in time, like she was living in a dream world. It would have made her drop her guard and burst out crying right then, but she was more pissed off than sad. How dare he? He acted like everything was just fine for him, and it was okay to throw balloons at the poor new girl. No schools had ever been like this, EVER!..
The sound of the classroom had melted back into her ears and she distinctly heard Mr. Greensby yelling to try and quiet the students. Zombies her ass..more like blood sucking leeches. There she stood, her hair soaked, her clothes soaked...And they were laughing. A few of them had shot her pitying looks but she scoffed at their compassion. She didn't need it.
Before anyone knew it she had cleared the remaining two feet and had stopped right before an amused Inuyasha.
The class was once again silenced as the room echoed with a resounding slap. The only thing that could be heard was the constant beat of water against the floor. She lowered her hand back to her side slowly, ignoring the stinging sensation making its way up her arm. Hitting him was like trying to break a concrete wall with her fist.
Inuyasha's face was still turned to the side..he hadn't quite expected that. He was expecting her to burst into tears and silently vent her anger, not let the whole world see it.
"You..asshole...If you or your cronies EVER do that again, you won't just be worrying about snippy French comments headed towards your whore." She whispered just loud enough for his hanyou hearing to pick up. His ear vaguely twitched in her direction, giving her a silent hint that her threat had been registered.
"INUYASHA! KAGOME! ENOUGH!"
They both jumped and turned around to face the red faced, puffy teacher. He kind of reminded her of a cat after it had just been stepped on. Apparently he wasn't in the best of moods anymore, and it looked to Kagome that she was about to witness the biggest screaming fit in history. Luckily the gods did have SOME mercy on her.
"Go dry yourself off in the bathroom, Kagome. Inuyasha I want you to escort her." Her jaw dropped. He couldn't be serious.
"But-"
"No buts, Inuyasha..Just do it."
The spoiled teenager stood up, slamming his fists into the strip of dyed wood that served as a desk in front of him. It didn't take an idiot to see that he wasn't the least bit happy. The wood splintered slightly, but (luckily for him), he didn't cause any serious damage.
Kagome was once again reminded of a little puppy. A little lost puppy that needed guidance; someone to latch onto. She noted to herself to start carrying around a rolled up newspaper.
He crossed his arms over his chest and shot the teacher a defiant look. And he thought SHE was icy? For a moment there she was sure he was going to put up a fight and start harrassing the poor old man, but he just turned and looked at her with a 'Get your ass moving before I scream' look. She wasn't that evil, was she? Nah..He was just a cod.
She turned directions and walked silently down the stairs and past Mr. Greensby. Her bag was miraculously dry, so she tossed it behind the man's desk and proceeded to swiftly walk towards the door. As she turned the knob a breeze of cold air shot through the cracks, blowing right into her drenched figure. She considered it lucky if she didn't catch Pnemonia. If somebody even uttered the word 'cold' she caught it like the plague.
Pushing the door completely open, she walked past the doorframe and into the deserted halls, waiting on the white haired nuissance.
As they were exiting she heard the teacher cough harshly before lifting his voice quite a few octaves.
"All of you, that was very shameful. Thanks to the few who pulled this prank, and yes, I do know who you are Kouga, Miroku, Hojo, and Seth, everyone attending this class with have five Saturday detentions-.."
Inuyasha slowly shut the door behind him, glaring daggers at her.
"Don't expect me to walk you to the bathroom, wench." He snapped, proceeding to lean against the red coated lockers stationed beside the classroom.
"Oh no, that would be far too decent; You are just a dog, after all. Now while you scratch your fleas or do whatever canines do in their off-time, I'll be searching for the bathroom." Ouch. Two points, Kagome: Zero, Inuyasha.
She took off in the opposite direction too soon to gauge his reaction, but judging by the shuffling of feet she had ruffled a few feathers. She knew she was being far too mean to him, but after what he had put her through so far she didn't even twice consider the option of being nice.
A little ways down the hallway split into a junction, parting to go either direction. It figures there would be no signs or posters to point her in the right direction...Maps were something she found this school lacking. She looked right cautiously, then left..After her incident in the office she seriously didn't want to get lost in the bowels of the monstrous school. This was the second time she had found herself considering asking the stubborn hanyou for directions. Well..It looked like she didn't have a choice.
She sucked in a deep breath before releasing a long and dramatic sigh. "Inu-" She found herself looking right into a pair of amber eyes..again.
"You have a major stalking issue." She took a step back..those eyes..they were like liquid fire, tempting to draw her in like a moth caught in a flame.
"And YOU have a serious direction issue." He retorted sharply, shoving her out of the way as he took off down the right hall. How rude..
Seeing as how she had no other option, she followed behind him. Not close enough so that she could smell his rank cologne, but far enough back so that she didn't loose him. She sniffed the air uncertainly, breathing in his scent. Tommy Hilfiger. She had always loved that smell, and now his sour attitude had spoiled the brand.
Lost in her thoughts, she didn't notice the hanyou's abrubt stop until she ran right into him. It was like hitting a brick wall. She felt herself begin to fall before a hand reached out to grasp her own, pulling her up so fast she almost got whiplash.
"Watch where you're going, bitch." Inuyasha gave her a flat look, releasing her hand and gliding over to the lockers opposite the bathroom.
She narrowed her eyes at him instinctively. "Stop calling me bitch."
"Okay, bitch." Well, she had to admit that one stung her a bit.
Kagome bristled and walked into the room with the words 'Girls' stenciled in air brush across the front.
The bathroom itself was extremely clean. There were a total of eight mirrors, excluding the full-body mirror hanging on the wall by a couch placed in the middle off the room. Red carpet reached all the way from the door to the first stall where it blended into marble tile. There was a desk against the wall behind the couch that held hairspray, a blow drier, and a few towels stacked neatly on top of each other. How convenient.
She looked back and forth from the blow drier to the towels, before deciding to just go ahead and use the towels.
'Maybe dog boy really does have emotions,' She contemplated for a moment, picking up one of the fuzzy objects. He didn't seem that bad, at least not bad enough to start a drug mafia. She softly patted the towel against her skin, making sure to collect all of moisture. Dropping the towel onto the floor she placed two hands on either side of her wet hair, wringing it out into the sink.
Her clothes were relatively dry, excluding her lower back, stomach, and knees. The levi jeans had melted onto her skin and she irratibly pulled them off.
"Why do you punish me like this? Did I honestly do something THAT bad." She looked up at the ceiling as if waiting for some streak of lightning to hit her. Unfortunately none came.
A drop of warm liquid hit the sink in front of her, followed by two more. Her eyes traced and imaginary line going across from the counter, past the faucet, and into the basin. The blood sparkled up at her, the translucent liquid winking in the shady light of the room.
'Oh no..' The visions were coming back. Why now?!...She hadn't had a vision since she was fifteen.
Her eyes snapped up to the mirror stationed directly in front of her. There was a long gash going across her neck, with small small scratches dotted here and there appearing on her face. The blood ran in rivulets down her pale skin, dropping into the sink with a sickening splat.
She sucked in breath, closing her eyes to the image.
Someone had been killed.
A door slammed behind her and she starting, flying around so fast she lost her balance and went tumbling into the carpet.
"Boy..you really do have a problem." Inuyasha snorted, his lips curving into a menacing smirk.
"You too, pervert. What are you doing in the girl's bathroom?"
"You've been in here for over twenty minutes."
She was dumbfounded. That couldn't be right, she could have sworn she had only been in there for five minutes. She grasped the counter, pulling herself off of the floor.
"Inuyasha?"
"What?"
"Am I bleeding?"
"Huh?!" He lifted an eyebrow at her, giving her that trademark 'you are a nut case!' look.
She slowly peered into the sink. There was no blood. Her eyes darted back up into the mirror. The gash had disappeared along with the random five cuts speckled across her face. Weird...
"Ya know, Charter is still accepting patients. I'm sure they could help with your obvious mental problem."
She stormed past him, making sure to flip her semi wet hair into his face.
As soon as she had stepped out of the bathroom a loud screeching sound accompanied by flashing lights blared out of the walls on either side of her.
"A fire alarm?" She stood their blinking as Inuyasha came flying out of the bathroom, running as fast as he could towards the exit. His ears were flattened against his head, almost covered completely with white hair.
"Hah. I need to remind myself to get one of those things installed at my house." She gave the back of his head an evil look before tagging along behind him at a much slower pace.
Students had already started to filter through the doors and into the hallway, some even taking it upon themselves to scream that the apocolypse had finally arrived. Kagome didn't take any notice, though...The image of the torn flesh was still haunting her.
The premonitions started when she was fifteen. Her father had suggested that they go down to a local lake and have a nice quiet picnic under the shady trees. Everything was going great until both Mr. Higurashi and Souta dozed off to sleep. Naturally, curious little Kagome couldn't shut her eyes because of the massive intake of pixie sticks, so she decided to explore the surrounding area. Trees weren't exactly the most interesting thing in the world in her eyes, but the lake was. She remembered looking down at her reflection and it being a perfectly normal, happy Kagome..But the face changed into a distorted figure, blood running down the sides of her face and into the calm lake.
The police had stumbled upon a body a week later.
Of course she couldn't tell anyone..Well, she could..but she didn't. They would put her in a mental instution, and if the vision had come true they would convict her of murder. If those were the only two options, she would gladly keep it bottled up inside.
"Kagome!" An eager looking Sango dodged and weaved through the massive body of students before screeching to a halt in front of her.
"Did you hear?" Sango took short, even breaths before straightening up and shooting a look of extreme anticipation in her general direction.
"About what?"
"We're getting dismissed early, there's been a bomb threat."
Kagome took a moment to soak in that information before realization dawned. "What?!"
"Yeah, apparently some wacko has called the office and threatened that if they didn't pay they would blow the whole building up." Sango shrugged nonchalantly before continuing. "Yeah..it happens all the time. Mostly just students trying to get out of school."
Kagome's face mirrored genuine shock. How could anyone just shrug off a bomb threat like it was nothing? Well, now that she thought about it..most of the students weren't moving very fast.
"There was something else, too..I just can't remember what though.."
A hand brushed Kagome's behind and she instinctively turned around ready to pummel whoever had the gall to do it. A boy her age was standing there with his arms crossed, giving off the best innocent look he could. She couldn't really be sure of the color of his eyes, but she was pretty sure they were brown. His black hair was tied at the nape of his neck in a ponytail, and she instantly registered him as one of Inuyasha's goons.
"Oh yeah...that was it." Sango muttered, rubbing her temples before calmly walking over to the boy.
'Maybe they're a couple?' Kagome tensed as Sango drew back her fist.
"YOU LECH! WHAT. HAVE. I. TOLD. YOU. ABOUT. GRABBING. GIRL'S. ASSES.?" With each word Sango decked the poor boy with everything she had.
'Maybe not..'
"I apologize lady Sango. Please take my heart as a token of sincerity." The boy managed to snag one of Sango's hands and was currently on one knee, gazing up into her eyes with a lovestruck expression.
"Oh brother.." Sango mumbled under her breath as she turned back to face Kagome.
"Sorry about that, Kag. This is Miroku, the lech-" Sango was shoved out of the way and Kagome found herself looking the boy's eyes.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Kagome. Would you please be so kind as to bare my child?"
Either it was her imagination or his hand was snaking it's way towards her breast. Nope, definately not her imagination.
She would have replied except for the fact that a very distraught Sango had pulled the boy away, dragging him off down the hallway.
"Well..that was..interesting.." She calmly walked the rest of the down the hallway, out of the emergency exit, and across the parking lot to her truck.
She was inches away from the door when another voice disturbed her thoughts.
"Hey, wait up Kagome!" Kouga strolled over to her quietly, crossing his arms and pulling a very 'Inuyasha' like expression.
"Are you going to the party tonight?"
"Um..What party?" She really wanted to just scream 'HELL NO!', pop open the door of her truck and drive away laughing, but the good side of her conscience kept her from doing it. Damn that conscience.
"You didn't hear? Seth's having a party after the big game."
"Game?"
"You know..football?"
"Oh, okay." She had never really been interesting in sports. Well, watching them. She used to run track and play soccer in some of her old schools, but that craze had just sort of...disappeared.
"So, you want to go? It starts at nine."
"Um, no thanks..I have a lot of work to catch up on." She was lieing through her teeth, but it was better than leading him on.
"All right." His spirits deflated a little, but they were otherwise still entact. "I'll catch up to you later, then."
He didn't recieve an answer as Kagome unlocked her truck door, lifting herself inside. She punched the radio button, turning the base and volume up simultaneously.
On the way home, that party idea started sounding better and better by the minute. It had been a while since she had gone to any type of party..Maybe it would be fun? Plus it gave her a chance to investigate some of the students. When people were drunk they were usually a lot easier to talk to. She nodded her head to the music, processing each good and bad thing about going. After she was finished the bad had overruled the good, but just because she was so nice the good side got a couple of points added. Her mind was made up.
She pulled into her driveway, noting Inuyasha's silver car was already in his garage. Turning off the ignition and taking the key out she reached behind her to grab her backpack, but it wasn't there.
"Shit!" A few birds flew from the trees surrounding the truck, flying away as fast as their little wings allowed them.
Kagome sighed, leaning back into the comforting leather of her seat. She couldn't believe she had left her bag in the classroom. It could have been stolen, thrown away, anything.
"Oh well..," she grumbled to herself, "I'll just have to go get it tommorow." Mr. Greensby had said something about Saturday school, so maybe the doors would be unlocked when she got there.
She opened the door of her truck, sliding off the seat and onto the concrete pavement. She pushed the auto-lock button on her arm rest causing a spurt of pain to shoot up her wrist. Great...It still hurt from when she had slapped that jerk silly..Yet another thing to add to the list of 'happy things' her new school brought her.
Slamming the door she crossed her lawn and opened the door to her house.
"Dad, I'm home!"
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Extra long chappie. @_@...Things are about to get really iffy soon, and the plot is about twist. If you haven't figured out who the guy was behind the desk, I'm not telling..I'll just give a hint. *holds up a sign that says 'Naraku'*. See, I didn't tell! Thank you to all the reviewers! Oh, I hope you guys like the name change. 'High School Hell' was just too cliche, so I changed it to 'The Life of an Immobile Teen." Pretty neat, no? I know the summary sounds really retarded, I'm not very good at them...^_^;...And to clear something up: Kagome's miko powers allow her to see things that are going to happen, and sometimes things that have happened. I also know it seems that her and Kouga are hitting it off...but you'll see. *evil laugh*...Ahem..Now, lets do a little simple math, k?
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Next Chapter: Ghostly Illusions
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Gwen: Damnit! *flips the switch off* I hate it when they cut off the endings...*walks away grumbling*.
Hey you guys, sorry about changing the chapter placement..I was going to add the shrine part in with 'A Wild Night' but it turned out to be too long...Not exactly a spellbound chapter, but a chapter nonetheless. I will finish 'A Wild Night' later on tonight and put it up..Sorry! ^_^;
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Oh! I don't own Inuyasha, Sister Hazel, or anything except for this fic and Gwen! *falls out of the tree*....
On to the next chapter: Classroom Blues
Oh wait! *holds up a stop sign* Before you read the chapter, here are the official pairings. Inuyasha/Kagome, Sango/Miroku. Pretty traditional...I'm just so creative. All right, continue. ^____^'
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Kagome passed the first door on her left and an overwhelming sense of the first day butterflies caught her full force in the gut. She shouldn't be nervous, but for some reason she was. Oh well, the best remedy for butterflies is to face your fears. It was pretty brave of her considering the fact that any moment she was sure she would run away from the door like a bat out of hell.
She paused at the second door on her left and listened intently to the speech that the teacher was beginning to give. It would be a pity to interrupt, after all, so maybe she should just..oh..say..sneak to the bathroom really fast?...Science was interesting and everything, but the bathroom was just so more..white?
"Stop being such a chicken, Kag." She whispered to herself, calming her shaky nerves before turning the knob and slowly opening the door.
The class was completely silent as the door creaked open and an innocent looking Kagome walked in. For a moment there she was sure that she had walked into a morgue, not a classroom. She shrugged off the thought, not really wanting to think about a morgue at that particular moment in time. That man had really put her nerves on edge..Any sudden movement by anyone and she was sure they would fall off of that edge and into a nice deep ravine.
She didn't bother looking around at the students since they were all pretty much staring at her..and she didn't feel like staring back. She did, however, get the chance to notice that the classroom had stadium style seating. It was a nice idea, and it was a lot easier to pass notes if you weren't reaching out in the middle of the isle between two desks.
She slowly walked to Mr. Greensby, handing him her admittance pass. She kept her eyes alluded from the teacher; the floor seeming extremely interesting at that point in time.
"Kagome?"
She looked up slowly, meeting the eyes of a very friendly looking man. He seemed to be middle aged, forty-five at the most. The wrinkles that were formed on his forehead and cheeks were not from age, or worry..they were smile wrinkles. Maybe the teachers would turn out to not be so bad. His eyes were bright blue; the kind of blue you see when you look up at a cloudless sky. She liked that color.
"Are you okay? You seem quite pale, my dear."
Although it was an innocent enough question, Kagome was starting to get very peeved at that particular inquiry.
"Yes sir, i'm just nervous..that's all." She managed a shaky smile, seeming to satisfy him. Even though she was telling a complete lie, it sounded a lot better than: "There is a crazy dude in a room in the main office and he scares me!! I think he can control my miko powers and kill me. It's happened before, ya know." Right..Everyone would think that she had flipped her lid. Not that they already didn't after the beautiful display of affection that morning.
"Allright, but if you start feeling dizzy then please tell me."
"Yes sir."
"Now, as for seating arrangement..."
'Pssst! Kag! Psst!'
She really was going fruity. Either that or someone was calling her name.
'It's me, Sango!'
Kagome's head snapped up at once and she searched the isles for her friend. She saw a hand temporarily shoot into the air, waving around madly before getting her attention completely. It was Sango!! She was saved at last! Trust Super-Sango to save the day.
She slowly smiled, causing the teacher to glance over at her worridly. Yep, it was official. The teacher thought she had cracked a nut. ((*slaps all the hentai reading that*))
As she was smiling at her new found pal, the teacher continued scanning the empty seats before finally seeming to come to a conclusion.
"Aha! Kagome, you will be sitting by.." She let out a silent plea to any gods that may have been watching. "Inuyasha."
"What?!" Kagome barely contained the scream that was beginning to rise in the back of her throat. "You can't do that! Please don't do that..." Begging was pretty pitiful, yes...But right then it didn't really matter. She couldn't sit by him!!
Mr. Greensby just sighed and shook his head. Obviously those two had SOMETHING going on. He would just give it a tiny push in the right direction. Actually more of a shove, but that was beyond the point. Ahhh...young love.
Kagome shot Sango a desperate look, and her friend shrugged and sighed sadly. Crashed. and. Burned.
She slowly looked up..past one row...past two rows..and there they were, those haunting golden orbs. Yep, it was official; her life had just been shoved into a manhole.
The teacher pointed to the seat beside Inuyasha and once again her legs walked without her consent. She hated when they did that.
Actually, the position wouldn't have bothered her that much except for two facts. 1.) He was an asshole and 2.) He was Inuyasha. Other than those two minor problems, she was perfectly okay with seating arrangement.
Inuyasha hadn't taken his eyes off of her since the moment she had begun to ascend the stairs, and it was starting to piss her off. Boy, everyone was out to get her today. Any moment she thought she would snap and start biting his head off. Didn't he know it was rude to stare?
A chill started flowing down the stairs and straight up her spine as she got nearer to the curious looking boy. His aura..it was so..sad. When she was less than two feet away the pain that had risen to her chest burst into a full blown ache. He was pitiful! But..he looked so peaceful and collected on the outside, how could his soul be this tormented? She rubbed the goosebumps forming on her arms, willing them to go away. It wasn't even cold in the room and here she was, Kagome Higurashi, the nut case, getting chill bumps on her arms.
Not to mention that the class was still completely silent. No one had leaned over to their peers and whispered, coughed, laughed; anything! Quite unusual for a room of hormone driven teenagers. As she caught a student's dead look she was immediately reminded of a zombie once again. Dead. Lifeless. Was that what life was usually like here?
A light object thudded against her knee and she looked down to see a paper ball lying folded up on the ground.
A roar of laughter immediately gushed out from the silence like a daisy pops out of the snow in Spring.
A paper ball? They were laughing at a paperball? Somehow that wasn't exactly that funny.
She sucked in air as something cold hit her from behind. Water slid down her back and into the nooks where her pants rested on her thigh. A water balloon. One popped her in the back of her head, another in her knee. She sensed them coming, but there were so many she did the only thing she could do. She stood her ground.
The freezing water cascaded down her hair landing in droplets on the new carpet beneath her feet. The shimmering liquid seemed so innocent. Hah..
Hers eyes darted around until they rested on Inuyasha, just as he readied another water bomb.
"Having fun?" He called out to her teasingly as the balloon launched into the air and right into her stomach, nearly knocking the wind out of her. The slight smile that drifted on his lips was enough to make her angry.
She looked around at the busted plastic lying around on the floor and then back up to his mocking face. Everything seemed suspended in time, like she was living in a dream world. It would have made her drop her guard and burst out crying right then, but she was more pissed off than sad. How dare he? He acted like everything was just fine for him, and it was okay to throw balloons at the poor new girl. No schools had ever been like this, EVER!..
The sound of the classroom had melted back into her ears and she distinctly heard Mr. Greensby yelling to try and quiet the students. Zombies her ass..more like blood sucking leeches. There she stood, her hair soaked, her clothes soaked...And they were laughing. A few of them had shot her pitying looks but she scoffed at their compassion. She didn't need it.
Before anyone knew it she had cleared the remaining two feet and had stopped right before an amused Inuyasha.
The class was once again silenced as the room echoed with a resounding slap. The only thing that could be heard was the constant beat of water against the floor. She lowered her hand back to her side slowly, ignoring the stinging sensation making its way up her arm. Hitting him was like trying to break a concrete wall with her fist.
Inuyasha's face was still turned to the side..he hadn't quite expected that. He was expecting her to burst into tears and silently vent her anger, not let the whole world see it.
"You..asshole...If you or your cronies EVER do that again, you won't just be worrying about snippy French comments headed towards your whore." She whispered just loud enough for his hanyou hearing to pick up. His ear vaguely twitched in her direction, giving her a silent hint that her threat had been registered.
"INUYASHA! KAGOME! ENOUGH!"
They both jumped and turned around to face the red faced, puffy teacher. He kind of reminded her of a cat after it had just been stepped on. Apparently he wasn't in the best of moods anymore, and it looked to Kagome that she was about to witness the biggest screaming fit in history. Luckily the gods did have SOME mercy on her.
"Go dry yourself off in the bathroom, Kagome. Inuyasha I want you to escort her." Her jaw dropped. He couldn't be serious.
"But-"
"No buts, Inuyasha..Just do it."
The spoiled teenager stood up, slamming his fists into the strip of dyed wood that served as a desk in front of him. It didn't take an idiot to see that he wasn't the least bit happy. The wood splintered slightly, but (luckily for him), he didn't cause any serious damage.
Kagome was once again reminded of a little puppy. A little lost puppy that needed guidance; someone to latch onto. She noted to herself to start carrying around a rolled up newspaper.
He crossed his arms over his chest and shot the teacher a defiant look. And he thought SHE was icy? For a moment there she was sure he was going to put up a fight and start harrassing the poor old man, but he just turned and looked at her with a 'Get your ass moving before I scream' look. She wasn't that evil, was she? Nah..He was just a cod.
She turned directions and walked silently down the stairs and past Mr. Greensby. Her bag was miraculously dry, so she tossed it behind the man's desk and proceeded to swiftly walk towards the door. As she turned the knob a breeze of cold air shot through the cracks, blowing right into her drenched figure. She considered it lucky if she didn't catch Pnemonia. If somebody even uttered the word 'cold' she caught it like the plague.
Pushing the door completely open, she walked past the doorframe and into the deserted halls, waiting on the white haired nuissance.
As they were exiting she heard the teacher cough harshly before lifting his voice quite a few octaves.
"All of you, that was very shameful. Thanks to the few who pulled this prank, and yes, I do know who you are Kouga, Miroku, Hojo, and Seth, everyone attending this class with have five Saturday detentions-.."
Inuyasha slowly shut the door behind him, glaring daggers at her.
"Don't expect me to walk you to the bathroom, wench." He snapped, proceeding to lean against the red coated lockers stationed beside the classroom.
"Oh no, that would be far too decent; You are just a dog, after all. Now while you scratch your fleas or do whatever canines do in their off-time, I'll be searching for the bathroom." Ouch. Two points, Kagome: Zero, Inuyasha.
She took off in the opposite direction too soon to gauge his reaction, but judging by the shuffling of feet she had ruffled a few feathers. She knew she was being far too mean to him, but after what he had put her through so far she didn't even twice consider the option of being nice.
A little ways down the hallway split into a junction, parting to go either direction. It figures there would be no signs or posters to point her in the right direction...Maps were something she found this school lacking. She looked right cautiously, then left..After her incident in the office she seriously didn't want to get lost in the bowels of the monstrous school. This was the second time she had found herself considering asking the stubborn hanyou for directions. Well..It looked like she didn't have a choice.
She sucked in a deep breath before releasing a long and dramatic sigh. "Inu-" She found herself looking right into a pair of amber eyes..again.
"You have a major stalking issue." She took a step back..those eyes..they were like liquid fire, tempting to draw her in like a moth caught in a flame.
"And YOU have a serious direction issue." He retorted sharply, shoving her out of the way as he took off down the right hall. How rude..
Seeing as how she had no other option, she followed behind him. Not close enough so that she could smell his rank cologne, but far enough back so that she didn't loose him. She sniffed the air uncertainly, breathing in his scent. Tommy Hilfiger. She had always loved that smell, and now his sour attitude had spoiled the brand.
Lost in her thoughts, she didn't notice the hanyou's abrubt stop until she ran right into him. It was like hitting a brick wall. She felt herself begin to fall before a hand reached out to grasp her own, pulling her up so fast she almost got whiplash.
"Watch where you're going, bitch." Inuyasha gave her a flat look, releasing her hand and gliding over to the lockers opposite the bathroom.
She narrowed her eyes at him instinctively. "Stop calling me bitch."
"Okay, bitch." Well, she had to admit that one stung her a bit.
Kagome bristled and walked into the room with the words 'Girls' stenciled in air brush across the front.
The bathroom itself was extremely clean. There were a total of eight mirrors, excluding the full-body mirror hanging on the wall by a couch placed in the middle off the room. Red carpet reached all the way from the door to the first stall where it blended into marble tile. There was a desk against the wall behind the couch that held hairspray, a blow drier, and a few towels stacked neatly on top of each other. How convenient.
She looked back and forth from the blow drier to the towels, before deciding to just go ahead and use the towels.
'Maybe dog boy really does have emotions,' She contemplated for a moment, picking up one of the fuzzy objects. He didn't seem that bad, at least not bad enough to start a drug mafia. She softly patted the towel against her skin, making sure to collect all of moisture. Dropping the towel onto the floor she placed two hands on either side of her wet hair, wringing it out into the sink.
Her clothes were relatively dry, excluding her lower back, stomach, and knees. The levi jeans had melted onto her skin and she irratibly pulled them off.
"Why do you punish me like this? Did I honestly do something THAT bad." She looked up at the ceiling as if waiting for some streak of lightning to hit her. Unfortunately none came.
A drop of warm liquid hit the sink in front of her, followed by two more. Her eyes traced and imaginary line going across from the counter, past the faucet, and into the basin. The blood sparkled up at her, the translucent liquid winking in the shady light of the room.
'Oh no..' The visions were coming back. Why now?!...She hadn't had a vision since she was fifteen.
Her eyes snapped up to the mirror stationed directly in front of her. There was a long gash going across her neck, with small small scratches dotted here and there appearing on her face. The blood ran in rivulets down her pale skin, dropping into the sink with a sickening splat.
She sucked in breath, closing her eyes to the image.
Someone had been killed.
A door slammed behind her and she starting, flying around so fast she lost her balance and went tumbling into the carpet.
"Boy..you really do have a problem." Inuyasha snorted, his lips curving into a menacing smirk.
"You too, pervert. What are you doing in the girl's bathroom?"
"You've been in here for over twenty minutes."
She was dumbfounded. That couldn't be right, she could have sworn she had only been in there for five minutes. She grasped the counter, pulling herself off of the floor.
"Inuyasha?"
"What?"
"Am I bleeding?"
"Huh?!" He lifted an eyebrow at her, giving her that trademark 'you are a nut case!' look.
She slowly peered into the sink. There was no blood. Her eyes darted back up into the mirror. The gash had disappeared along with the random five cuts speckled across her face. Weird...
"Ya know, Charter is still accepting patients. I'm sure they could help with your obvious mental problem."
She stormed past him, making sure to flip her semi wet hair into his face.
As soon as she had stepped out of the bathroom a loud screeching sound accompanied by flashing lights blared out of the walls on either side of her.
"A fire alarm?" She stood their blinking as Inuyasha came flying out of the bathroom, running as fast as he could towards the exit. His ears were flattened against his head, almost covered completely with white hair.
"Hah. I need to remind myself to get one of those things installed at my house." She gave the back of his head an evil look before tagging along behind him at a much slower pace.
Students had already started to filter through the doors and into the hallway, some even taking it upon themselves to scream that the apocolypse had finally arrived. Kagome didn't take any notice, though...The image of the torn flesh was still haunting her.
The premonitions started when she was fifteen. Her father had suggested that they go down to a local lake and have a nice quiet picnic under the shady trees. Everything was going great until both Mr. Higurashi and Souta dozed off to sleep. Naturally, curious little Kagome couldn't shut her eyes because of the massive intake of pixie sticks, so she decided to explore the surrounding area. Trees weren't exactly the most interesting thing in the world in her eyes, but the lake was. She remembered looking down at her reflection and it being a perfectly normal, happy Kagome..But the face changed into a distorted figure, blood running down the sides of her face and into the calm lake.
The police had stumbled upon a body a week later.
Of course she couldn't tell anyone..Well, she could..but she didn't. They would put her in a mental instution, and if the vision had come true they would convict her of murder. If those were the only two options, she would gladly keep it bottled up inside.
"Kagome!" An eager looking Sango dodged and weaved through the massive body of students before screeching to a halt in front of her.
"Did you hear?" Sango took short, even breaths before straightening up and shooting a look of extreme anticipation in her general direction.
"About what?"
"We're getting dismissed early, there's been a bomb threat."
Kagome took a moment to soak in that information before realization dawned. "What?!"
"Yeah, apparently some wacko has called the office and threatened that if they didn't pay they would blow the whole building up." Sango shrugged nonchalantly before continuing. "Yeah..it happens all the time. Mostly just students trying to get out of school."
Kagome's face mirrored genuine shock. How could anyone just shrug off a bomb threat like it was nothing? Well, now that she thought about it..most of the students weren't moving very fast.
"There was something else, too..I just can't remember what though.."
A hand brushed Kagome's behind and she instinctively turned around ready to pummel whoever had the gall to do it. A boy her age was standing there with his arms crossed, giving off the best innocent look he could. She couldn't really be sure of the color of his eyes, but she was pretty sure they were brown. His black hair was tied at the nape of his neck in a ponytail, and she instantly registered him as one of Inuyasha's goons.
"Oh yeah...that was it." Sango muttered, rubbing her temples before calmly walking over to the boy.
'Maybe they're a couple?' Kagome tensed as Sango drew back her fist.
"YOU LECH! WHAT. HAVE. I. TOLD. YOU. ABOUT. GRABBING. GIRL'S. ASSES.?" With each word Sango decked the poor boy with everything she had.
'Maybe not..'
"I apologize lady Sango. Please take my heart as a token of sincerity." The boy managed to snag one of Sango's hands and was currently on one knee, gazing up into her eyes with a lovestruck expression.
"Oh brother.." Sango mumbled under her breath as she turned back to face Kagome.
"Sorry about that, Kag. This is Miroku, the lech-" Sango was shoved out of the way and Kagome found herself looking the boy's eyes.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Kagome. Would you please be so kind as to bare my child?"
Either it was her imagination or his hand was snaking it's way towards her breast. Nope, definately not her imagination.
She would have replied except for the fact that a very distraught Sango had pulled the boy away, dragging him off down the hallway.
"Well..that was..interesting.." She calmly walked the rest of the down the hallway, out of the emergency exit, and across the parking lot to her truck.
She was inches away from the door when another voice disturbed her thoughts.
"Hey, wait up Kagome!" Kouga strolled over to her quietly, crossing his arms and pulling a very 'Inuyasha' like expression.
"Are you going to the party tonight?"
"Um..What party?" She really wanted to just scream 'HELL NO!', pop open the door of her truck and drive away laughing, but the good side of her conscience kept her from doing it. Damn that conscience.
"You didn't hear? Seth's having a party after the big game."
"Game?"
"You know..football?"
"Oh, okay." She had never really been interesting in sports. Well, watching them. She used to run track and play soccer in some of her old schools, but that craze had just sort of...disappeared.
"So, you want to go? It starts at nine."
"Um, no thanks..I have a lot of work to catch up on." She was lieing through her teeth, but it was better than leading him on.
"All right." His spirits deflated a little, but they were otherwise still entact. "I'll catch up to you later, then."
He didn't recieve an answer as Kagome unlocked her truck door, lifting herself inside. She punched the radio button, turning the base and volume up simultaneously.
On the way home, that party idea started sounding better and better by the minute. It had been a while since she had gone to any type of party..Maybe it would be fun? Plus it gave her a chance to investigate some of the students. When people were drunk they were usually a lot easier to talk to. She nodded her head to the music, processing each good and bad thing about going. After she was finished the bad had overruled the good, but just because she was so nice the good side got a couple of points added. Her mind was made up.
She pulled into her driveway, noting Inuyasha's silver car was already in his garage. Turning off the ignition and taking the key out she reached behind her to grab her backpack, but it wasn't there.
"Shit!" A few birds flew from the trees surrounding the truck, flying away as fast as their little wings allowed them.
Kagome sighed, leaning back into the comforting leather of her seat. She couldn't believe she had left her bag in the classroom. It could have been stolen, thrown away, anything.
"Oh well..," she grumbled to herself, "I'll just have to go get it tommorow." Mr. Greensby had said something about Saturday school, so maybe the doors would be unlocked when she got there.
She opened the door of her truck, sliding off the seat and onto the concrete pavement. She pushed the auto-lock button on her arm rest causing a spurt of pain to shoot up her wrist. Great...It still hurt from when she had slapped that jerk silly..Yet another thing to add to the list of 'happy things' her new school brought her.
Slamming the door she crossed her lawn and opened the door to her house.
"Dad, I'm home!"
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Extra long chappie. @_@...Things are about to get really iffy soon, and the plot is about twist. If you haven't figured out who the guy was behind the desk, I'm not telling..I'll just give a hint. *holds up a sign that says 'Naraku'*. See, I didn't tell! Thank you to all the reviewers! Oh, I hope you guys like the name change. 'High School Hell' was just too cliche, so I changed it to 'The Life of an Immobile Teen." Pretty neat, no? I know the summary sounds really retarded, I'm not very good at them...^_^;...And to clear something up: Kagome's miko powers allow her to see things that are going to happen, and sometimes things that have happened. I also know it seems that her and Kouga are hitting it off...but you'll see. *evil laugh*...Ahem..Now, lets do a little simple math, k?
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Gwen: Damnit! *flips the switch off* I hate it when they cut off the endings...*walks away grumbling*.
Hey you guys, sorry about changing the chapter placement..I was going to add the shrine part in with 'A Wild Night' but it turned out to be too long...Not exactly a spellbound chapter, but a chapter nonetheless. I will finish 'A Wild Night' later on tonight and put it up..Sorry! ^_^;