Here I go again, I feel like some kind of updating machine. 3 updates for 3
dif stories in like 24 hours. I'm gonna flunk all my finals thanks to u
guys!! Oh well. Anyways, I don't know if you've read my other stories, but
the way I'm doing the updating thing generally is in order from the MOST
avg number of reviews to the least.
For example, this story averages 18 a chapter so far, Unfated love averages like 7 per chapter, and Home is Where the Hurt is averages like 31 reviews per chapter. So that's the order the next chapters will come in after this. . . .unless the avg's change! Anyways, on with the story!
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"Why yes, naturally I put family first. I love my job, but my kids are my life." Kagome violently shut off the TV, sick of hearing her mother lie. Reporters just couldn't get enough of her.
"Souta! Are you almost ready to go?" She had decided against a pony tail and left her hair down, and now she gazed at her reflection critically waiting for her brother to respond.
"Way ahead of you sis!" He appeared at her doorway, wearing that devilish grin of his. It wasn't hard to see why he managed to make friends wherever he went. He had a type of childish spunk that made it impossible to get or stay mad at him. Only Kagome knew how well he could turn that child on and off. He had had to play the adult for her numerous times.
"Let's go." She smiled at him, but her voice was less than enthusiastic.
"You know what, Kag?" He began as they slid into the limo that would be taking them to the new school. "You could probably start over here, if you want." He spoke hesitantly, knowing her lack of social skills was a touchy subject.
"Why? To help 'her' political campaign?" Her voice was bitter. She only called the woman mother if she had to.
"Forget it." The hurt was evident in his eyes.
"Look, Souta." She paused, facing him. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. I can't do it though." She ended in a whisper. "I can't turn it on and off like you. I can't be one way at home and another at school. I'm going crazy just being one way around mom and normal around you. I guess I'm not cut out to be an actress."
"Don't say it likes it's a bad thing." His voice was soft, and it served as a reminder of just how fast he grew up. "I just thought you might be lonely."
"I have you." She put emphasis on the word 'you'. "What more do I need? And I don't need to keep anything secret from you."
He flashed her a grin, and she knew it was more real than anything his 'friends' would get. "And no matter how many people I hang out with, you'll always be my favorite Kag!"
They smiled at each other, and rode in silence the rest of the way to their new school.
Kagome glanced out the window, watching the passing scenery. Her and her brother always understood each other, but they were so different.
Souta surrounded himself with the popular athletic 'cool' people at every junior high he had attended. Like Kagome, he hated being alone. But unlike his sister, he had no problems pretending to be what everyone wanted. He found it was easier to live day by day if he made everyone happy. If he kept himself surrounded by happy people, someday he would be happy too. . . . at least, that's what he told himself.
Kagome had given up on being 'happy', so she wasn't inspired to chase after it. She didn't see things the way other people did, and she knew it set her apart. She didn't want to be friends with people, just for the sake of having them around. She figured she had very little love left in her, she might as well give it to the person who deserved it. . . her brother. He was her rock, and she was his. She had defied her mother by taking his medication with her in her purse, just in case, and he had lied often to cover up her nightmares. They were a team.
And they clung to that desperately.
When they finally arrived, they waved at each other before heading off towards their buildings. The junior high was a cross the street from the high school.
Kagome wasn't even nervous. She knew the rules. Don't make eye contact or talk, and eventually everyone would leave you alone.
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"Class, this is our new student, Kagome Higurashi, daughter of Senator Higurashi. She's been a model student for years, so hopefully you all will learn to follow her example." The teacher launched into a description of her mother's political stand and Kagome tuned her out. Glancing around the room, she noticed that at least one person was as bored as she was. He had long white hair and piercing amber eyes. She forced herself to turn away before he saw her staring at him.
No eye contact.
"That's bull." A gruff voice interrupted the teacher a few seconds later. Glancing up, Kagome stared at the boy from earlier, startled.
The teacher's face grew red. "What do you mean by that, Inuyasha?"
He smirked. "Just what I said. All that perfect family junk is a load of crap." He got a couple looks from kids whose parents had voted for the senator.
The teacher tried again. "Do you think it's right to say that in front of Kagome?"
Before he could respond, the girl stepped forward. "Actually, I couldn't agree more." She tossed her hair. "It IS bull." Without another word, she calmly took her seat, still avoiding eye contact.
The teacher looked shocked for a second, but quickly composed herself and began the lesson. Inuyasha, on the next aisle over, leaned towards her.
"What, you mean you're not 'perfect'?" He sneered.
She kept her eyes on the teacher. "Of course not. No one's perfect."
He snorted. He had more to say, but he was getting warning looks from his best friend Miroku. Apparently the teacher was shooting him daggers for talking during her class.
"Wench." He muttered, before turning his attention back to the front of the room.
She ignored him. She'd already talked more than she normally did when starting a new school. Too much contact was a bad thing. . .
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Souta grinned as the teacher finished his introduction. He took the empty seat, waving at a couple of the students.
"Hey," He smiled at the girl next to him. "I'm Souta."
She giggled. "I know. The teacher just introduced you."
He blushed. "Oh, yeah. You mean they pay attention to teachers at this school?" He covered his slip up with a joke.
"Only when she's introducing nice looking people." They way the girl said nice looking didn't have anything to do with physical appearance. She was too sweet looking for that. She probably meant friendly. "By the way, my name's Rin." She smiled at him.
"Nice to meet you, Rin." He stuck out his hand.
"You too!" She shook it firmly. "I'll show you around if you want."
"Sure," He flashed her a grin. "That'd be great."
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When lunch came, Kagome looked around for an empty table to sit at. There was only one, and unfortunately it was right by the 'popular' table. With a sigh, she headed over there and plunked down her tray before sitting down.
She forced herself not to turn around, but she could feel someone's eyes on her. Oh well. It was probably just her imagination.
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"Wench." Inuyasha muttered, turning back to his food.
"Who were you looking at?" Miroku questioned, glancing around the cafeteria. "Oh, I get it!" He got a sly look. "You were looking at the new girl!"
"Don't get any of your perverted ideas, I called her a wench not a flower!" He growled at his friend.
"You're crazy. She's pretty cute!" That comment got him a smack from Sango, who was sitting across from the two boys. "But no where near as exotically gorgeous as you, my dear!" The two were obviously an item. . . they were the only people who didn't' know about it though.
"You're right." Kouga smirked, casting a look in her direction. "And a senators daughter. Maybe I'll make her my woman."
Inuyasha kind of started at that. "What makes you think she'll go out with a retard like you?"
The dark haired boy made his voice condescending. "Well who else would she date? You?!" The thought cracked him up so much it took awhile for him to stop laughing. "She'll go out with me." He said confidently, after getting a hold on himself.
Inuyasha ignored him, and turned back to his lunch, doing his best not to stare at the girl.
*It IS bull.*
"Whatever." He growled suddenly, speaking more to himself than those around him. "She's that stupid senator's daughter. She's bound to be as prissy and stuck up as they come. She probably can't even cook!"
"Uh. . . Inuyasha?" Miroku waved a hand in front of his face. "You can't cook either."
"But I'm not a girl!"
Kouga muttered something along the lines of "that's debatable" as Sango smacked the white haired-boy.
"That is such a sexist remark!" She exclaimed vehemently.
Seeing an opening for points, Miroku quickly spoke up. "Yes it was. Inuyasha, you're a very very bad boy."
"I don't like YOU much either." She informed him, sitting back down.
"Why?" He questioned. "Cause I'm 'bad'" The way he said it, with a smirk and everything, made Sango want to blush.
So naturally she hit him.
"Stupid idiot." She muttered.
Everyone else continued eating, afraid of making eye contact.
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Kind of short, I know. But HUMOR ME! I've written SOOOO much lately! And I'm about to start a fourth. If I do it today, my fingers will fall off. I know it! Oh well. It's so much fun! Anyways, Hope u liked the story. Remember, the reviews determine the updating order! So, keep 'em coming! ;o)
For example, this story averages 18 a chapter so far, Unfated love averages like 7 per chapter, and Home is Where the Hurt is averages like 31 reviews per chapter. So that's the order the next chapters will come in after this. . . .unless the avg's change! Anyways, on with the story!
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"Why yes, naturally I put family first. I love my job, but my kids are my life." Kagome violently shut off the TV, sick of hearing her mother lie. Reporters just couldn't get enough of her.
"Souta! Are you almost ready to go?" She had decided against a pony tail and left her hair down, and now she gazed at her reflection critically waiting for her brother to respond.
"Way ahead of you sis!" He appeared at her doorway, wearing that devilish grin of his. It wasn't hard to see why he managed to make friends wherever he went. He had a type of childish spunk that made it impossible to get or stay mad at him. Only Kagome knew how well he could turn that child on and off. He had had to play the adult for her numerous times.
"Let's go." She smiled at him, but her voice was less than enthusiastic.
"You know what, Kag?" He began as they slid into the limo that would be taking them to the new school. "You could probably start over here, if you want." He spoke hesitantly, knowing her lack of social skills was a touchy subject.
"Why? To help 'her' political campaign?" Her voice was bitter. She only called the woman mother if she had to.
"Forget it." The hurt was evident in his eyes.
"Look, Souta." She paused, facing him. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. I can't do it though." She ended in a whisper. "I can't turn it on and off like you. I can't be one way at home and another at school. I'm going crazy just being one way around mom and normal around you. I guess I'm not cut out to be an actress."
"Don't say it likes it's a bad thing." His voice was soft, and it served as a reminder of just how fast he grew up. "I just thought you might be lonely."
"I have you." She put emphasis on the word 'you'. "What more do I need? And I don't need to keep anything secret from you."
He flashed her a grin, and she knew it was more real than anything his 'friends' would get. "And no matter how many people I hang out with, you'll always be my favorite Kag!"
They smiled at each other, and rode in silence the rest of the way to their new school.
Kagome glanced out the window, watching the passing scenery. Her and her brother always understood each other, but they were so different.
Souta surrounded himself with the popular athletic 'cool' people at every junior high he had attended. Like Kagome, he hated being alone. But unlike his sister, he had no problems pretending to be what everyone wanted. He found it was easier to live day by day if he made everyone happy. If he kept himself surrounded by happy people, someday he would be happy too. . . . at least, that's what he told himself.
Kagome had given up on being 'happy', so she wasn't inspired to chase after it. She didn't see things the way other people did, and she knew it set her apart. She didn't want to be friends with people, just for the sake of having them around. She figured she had very little love left in her, she might as well give it to the person who deserved it. . . her brother. He was her rock, and she was his. She had defied her mother by taking his medication with her in her purse, just in case, and he had lied often to cover up her nightmares. They were a team.
And they clung to that desperately.
When they finally arrived, they waved at each other before heading off towards their buildings. The junior high was a cross the street from the high school.
Kagome wasn't even nervous. She knew the rules. Don't make eye contact or talk, and eventually everyone would leave you alone.
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"Class, this is our new student, Kagome Higurashi, daughter of Senator Higurashi. She's been a model student for years, so hopefully you all will learn to follow her example." The teacher launched into a description of her mother's political stand and Kagome tuned her out. Glancing around the room, she noticed that at least one person was as bored as she was. He had long white hair and piercing amber eyes. She forced herself to turn away before he saw her staring at him.
No eye contact.
"That's bull." A gruff voice interrupted the teacher a few seconds later. Glancing up, Kagome stared at the boy from earlier, startled.
The teacher's face grew red. "What do you mean by that, Inuyasha?"
He smirked. "Just what I said. All that perfect family junk is a load of crap." He got a couple looks from kids whose parents had voted for the senator.
The teacher tried again. "Do you think it's right to say that in front of Kagome?"
Before he could respond, the girl stepped forward. "Actually, I couldn't agree more." She tossed her hair. "It IS bull." Without another word, she calmly took her seat, still avoiding eye contact.
The teacher looked shocked for a second, but quickly composed herself and began the lesson. Inuyasha, on the next aisle over, leaned towards her.
"What, you mean you're not 'perfect'?" He sneered.
She kept her eyes on the teacher. "Of course not. No one's perfect."
He snorted. He had more to say, but he was getting warning looks from his best friend Miroku. Apparently the teacher was shooting him daggers for talking during her class.
"Wench." He muttered, before turning his attention back to the front of the room.
She ignored him. She'd already talked more than she normally did when starting a new school. Too much contact was a bad thing. . .
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Souta grinned as the teacher finished his introduction. He took the empty seat, waving at a couple of the students.
"Hey," He smiled at the girl next to him. "I'm Souta."
She giggled. "I know. The teacher just introduced you."
He blushed. "Oh, yeah. You mean they pay attention to teachers at this school?" He covered his slip up with a joke.
"Only when she's introducing nice looking people." They way the girl said nice looking didn't have anything to do with physical appearance. She was too sweet looking for that. She probably meant friendly. "By the way, my name's Rin." She smiled at him.
"Nice to meet you, Rin." He stuck out his hand.
"You too!" She shook it firmly. "I'll show you around if you want."
"Sure," He flashed her a grin. "That'd be great."
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When lunch came, Kagome looked around for an empty table to sit at. There was only one, and unfortunately it was right by the 'popular' table. With a sigh, she headed over there and plunked down her tray before sitting down.
She forced herself not to turn around, but she could feel someone's eyes on her. Oh well. It was probably just her imagination.
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"Wench." Inuyasha muttered, turning back to his food.
"Who were you looking at?" Miroku questioned, glancing around the cafeteria. "Oh, I get it!" He got a sly look. "You were looking at the new girl!"
"Don't get any of your perverted ideas, I called her a wench not a flower!" He growled at his friend.
"You're crazy. She's pretty cute!" That comment got him a smack from Sango, who was sitting across from the two boys. "But no where near as exotically gorgeous as you, my dear!" The two were obviously an item. . . they were the only people who didn't' know about it though.
"You're right." Kouga smirked, casting a look in her direction. "And a senators daughter. Maybe I'll make her my woman."
Inuyasha kind of started at that. "What makes you think she'll go out with a retard like you?"
The dark haired boy made his voice condescending. "Well who else would she date? You?!" The thought cracked him up so much it took awhile for him to stop laughing. "She'll go out with me." He said confidently, after getting a hold on himself.
Inuyasha ignored him, and turned back to his lunch, doing his best not to stare at the girl.
*It IS bull.*
"Whatever." He growled suddenly, speaking more to himself than those around him. "She's that stupid senator's daughter. She's bound to be as prissy and stuck up as they come. She probably can't even cook!"
"Uh. . . Inuyasha?" Miroku waved a hand in front of his face. "You can't cook either."
"But I'm not a girl!"
Kouga muttered something along the lines of "that's debatable" as Sango smacked the white haired-boy.
"That is such a sexist remark!" She exclaimed vehemently.
Seeing an opening for points, Miroku quickly spoke up. "Yes it was. Inuyasha, you're a very very bad boy."
"I don't like YOU much either." She informed him, sitting back down.
"Why?" He questioned. "Cause I'm 'bad'" The way he said it, with a smirk and everything, made Sango want to blush.
So naturally she hit him.
"Stupid idiot." She muttered.
Everyone else continued eating, afraid of making eye contact.
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Kind of short, I know. But HUMOR ME! I've written SOOOO much lately! And I'm about to start a fourth. If I do it today, my fingers will fall off. I know it! Oh well. It's so much fun! Anyways, Hope u liked the story. Remember, the reviews determine the updating order! So, keep 'em coming! ;o)