A/N: Second semester is living hell…. And I sort of bombed my physics exam, which is bad too. XP This draws me to a conclusion, school and I don't really go together.

Disclaimer: Inuyasha is not mine. Darn!

Chapter 6

"I'm sorry?"

"I can see ghosts." Kagome said.

Inuyasha stared at her. He blinked. "Come again?"

"I can see ghosts," the girl standing in front of him firmly restated.

"Pardon –"

"I SAID I CAN SEE GHOSTS!!!" Kagome repeated, adding a lot of emphasis to the phrase.

Inuyasha continued staring at her, blinking rapidly. Suddenly, he burst out laughing. "You can see ghosts? Yeah right! And I conduct séance during my spare time! Haha~ You really are something, Kagome, you know that? You almost had me for a moment there with that serious look on your face. Good one!" He doubled over, wiping away tears of laugher from the corner of his eyes at the same time.

Lips tight, Kagome put her hands on her hips and frowned at the figure rolling on the floor howling with derisive laughter.

She DID NOT like being laughed at, especially by an immature jerk such as Inuyasha, although this was an anticipated reaction the moment she decided to reveal her secret to him. Well, she supposed that it was a good thing that he did not believe her at all, as there would certainly be a whole lot more trouble if he did. Anyways, now that she had let the guy in on the big joke, it was time to kick him out.

"Are you done yet?" She snapped.

Noticing the icy tone in her voice, the silver-haired young man got up and dusted off his clothes, still chuckling with mirth. "Man, that was a good laugh."

"Just to let you know, I wasn't joking when I said that." Kagome replied coolly.

"You can't be serious!" Inuyasha exclaimed, eyes widening. "There's no such thing as ghosts in this world. How do you expect me to believe in something that even a three-year-old would laugh at?"

Sighing heavily, a look of weariness appeared on Kagome's face. She rubbed her temple, "No, I don't expect you to believe me. I wouldn't have believed this myself if I were you, but the thing is, I'm not you and I see things that normal people can't see."

She saw the disbelief and doubt clearly in Inuyasha's eyes. Smiling bitterly, she continued, "This is not the first time that I've told someone that I can see ghosts and I always get the same reaction as the one from you, so I guess you can say that I'm used to being ridiculed. Anyhow, can you leave me alone now? I don't think I ever want to see your face again."

"But you haven't told me what exactly happened –" Inuyasha began to protest.

"JUST THINK THAT I HAVE PROBLEMS, OK?" Kagome practically shouted at him. "Consider that I was suddenly overcome with my mental illness that night and started mimicking all those action movie stunts, all right? I've lost my mind; I am crazy; I think I can see ghosts, are you happy!?" Her cheeks flushed with anger and she panted heavily from all the screaming. Turning her back to him, she said in an almost pleading voice, "Just…leave it, ok?"

"Ok, ok! Chill, Kagome." A bewildered Inuyasha put up his hands.

Had he gone too far? He didn't think that Kagome would be this humiliated. Perhaps he really shouldn't have laughed so loudly or acted so rude. Should he try and apologize? A pang of guilt was beginning to build in his chest. Maybe he should tell her that he was sorry for prying too far. Wait a minute, even though he laughed at her, but she yelled at him too. Wouldn't that make them even? Ok, so he was the cause of her anger and the yelling, but still…

While Inuyasha was still standing there trying to justify the reason why he should "not" apologize, Kagome on the other hand was fed up with his presence already.

Whirling around, she threw him a venomous glare that looked as deadly as if a thousand sharp knives were flying towards him. "Inuyasha," she drew out softly, yet dangerously, "Get out."

"Huh?" Breaking out of his inner battle, Inuyasha looked up and had to gulp hard. He most definitely did not like the way Kagome was looking at him. It made the hair at the back of his neck stand on ends. "Err.. Kagome, just relax."

"You have 5 seconds to leave and don't you dare speak a word of this to anyone," Kagome warned while taking a step closer, like a predator bearing down on its prey. "You wouldn't want to find out how skilled in weaponry a child growing up on a shrine is trained, would you?"

Dear God, what have I done to deserve this? A voice in Inuyasha's mind inquired.

You've done everything to bring this upon yourself. Another voice inside his head snickered.

Shut up! The first voice hissed.

Realizing that Kagome was drawing closer, Inuyasha quickly backed away from her. Now was a good time to run for his dear life, it seemed.

DONG! Something dropped behind him.

He turned and saw that he had accidentally knocked over a sword stand and the Japanese sword it held onto the floor. "Oops…"

If he remembered correctly, this was the same sword that Kagome had pointed to earlier on; a valuable possession of some ancient lord in the distant past. Crap, if it got damaged, there was no way he could pay for it.

He hastily picked it up and righted the sword stand, before the girl in a murderous mood behind him decides to test out the sword edge on him.

"Ahhh!!!"

Blinding golden white light exploded from the hilt of the old sword the moment Inuyasha grabbed it. It felt as if jolts of electric currents were running from the material into his fingers.

Shielding his eyes against the penetrating light and being shocked by the strange sensation, he dropped the sword in the process. Instead of bending down to pick it up again, he barged out of the little room and fled.

Kagome stared after him in surprise, her anger evaporated due to the unexpected event. "What in the world…?"

She bent down and picked up the sword, unsheathed it. The metal gleamed slightly under the dim yellow light. Nothing happened. "Strange…" She commented after carefully sheathing the sword and placing it back to where it belonged.

Rubbing her chin thoughtfully, she decided that it was perhaps time for another history lesson from her grandpa. It was her turn to uncover a mystery.