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********Sesshomaru's POV*********
I walked out of my limo. It was another week of school in Taiyoukai Private High. True it was one of the most prestigious school in Japan, but I do not feel challenge. It might have to do with the lack of competitors. They just to not match my level of skills. I was brought out of my line of thought by the jaded screams that reach my ears. It was tedious, yet they never seem to tire of it. These women, nothing but a waste of flesh. I wonder how they had ever made it this school. Ah, yes, of course, money. It's heartrending to find that such an honorable school has succumb in the presence of material goods.
I continued walking. I did not give them the satisfaction of my gaze. It was below me. Suddenly I heard an obnoxious voice, more so than those screams meant for me. It was my brother, or to be more precise, half- brother. As much as I want to ignore him, I didn't. He was family, my few remaining family. I went toward him, missing the body going toward me, we collided. I looked at the person. It was a she, a slut to me more precise. She wore a skirt, too short for her size, but I would be a liar to not say that her legs were highly toned, perfect, women would kill for such. But that was all I approve of. Her face was covered with unnecessary products. Why do woman find it needed to cover there face with such. Her hair, was black, I believe, it's hard to notice the color with the many accessories clung in it.
I watched her pick her fallen books. I helped, even though it was a waste of my time. I handed her books. I waited for the coming scream and the full blast blush, but it didn't came. She took the offered materials and smiled at me.
"Thank you. I'm sorry for disrupting you in due of my carelessness. Forgive me."
That's all she said. She left and never looked back. I was shock and mostly nothing shocked me. A woman like her should not have acted like that. A girl like that shouldn't even know half of the words she had used. She would have stuttered or have flirted immensely with me. I was confuse. Nevertheless, I'll find out about that later, maybe it's just my mind. No, it can't be that because I held great pride in my intelligence. I erased my thought of the woman and headed once again toward my half-brother.
*********Kagome's POV**********
"What the hell was that!" yelled a red faced Miroku. He had lost Kagome after he got caught up womanizing.
"Why are you yelling at me Miroku?" I asked him, truly confused.
"What the hell happened back there?!" Miroku was getting me irritated. I so damn wish I could beat the living daylights out of him, but of course that's against the dare. Rule #8: beating the crap out of people is out limits. Why can't a bimbo know how to fight! I mean they need something to defend themselves, but of course my gang had to make a rule about this one too. Rule#11: you must let boys do the battle for you. I can't believe Kouga actually approved that rule! Then again, he does seem to like to break my fights and join in. I really hate it when he does that! I can take care of myself, thank you very much! Oh, what did Miroku say again?
"Can you repeat that question again?" Miroku grabbed a fistful of his hair. So I wasn't the only one getting irritated.
"What were you thinking back there?!" Oh, he meant my collision of that white haired guy.
"Well, I wasn't looking and I dropped my books. He helped me, that's all," I didn't see the big deal about it.
"That shouldn't have been all!" I looked at him, now very confuse. "Do you not remember your situation during your stay here!?"
"Of course not. How could I forget with these stupid things on my face," I answered him. Really, how can he think that I have forgotten?!
"Well, your little show prove other wise," Miroku is not making sense.
"What are you talking about," I said to him.
"You are not acting like a bimbo," he cried in frustration, "That person you just bumped into was Sesshomaru!"
"So?" I didn't get what he was trying to prove.
"He is the most wanted person in this school. When you are in front of him, you have to act," he said matter-of-factly, "Anybody would have craved to be in your spot back there. Not one, not a single woman have every had the opportunity to talk to him. And when you are given that opportunity, what do you do?! You apologized to him like you would normally with any guy!?''
"Ah.."
"You are to flirt with the guy or at least do something you wouldn't normally do!?" yelled Miroku, "if you don't start putting your drama classes up to use, you won't ever pass the dare. You know what happens if you don't!"
"Goddamn it Miroku, don't you think I don't know!" How can he think that! Damn! I really want to hit him, nobody's watching.
"Hey, bitch!" then again maybe not.
"What did you do?!" yelled Miroku.
"WHAT! I didn't do nothing," I answered him, I mean I hadn't even met any girls yet.
"Oh never mind, come on!" Miroku practically hauled me out of my freaking spot. Where the hell are we going! "I think I lost them. Hell, Kag, can't you do anything right today."
"Miroku, another comment like that and I swear you'll meet my fist in your head," I really did not need this right now.
"Sorry, Kag, it's just I have a job to keep you safe, especially with your condition," said Miroku solemnly.
"Miroku," Miroku looked. "This was your f***ing idea!" I was angry, sure he looks sincere, but it was still his fault I have to go through this crap.
"True, well on to business," Miroku clapped his hands together, "that woman won't take that long to find us out."
"What kind of business are you talking about Miroku?" I looked at his violet eyes. They were very scary. Must escape from evil Miroku right now. I started to walk back.
"Oh no, you don't," said the very, very evil looking Miroku," I've dated enough bimbos to know hoe you are suppose to act. Now, give me your books." I eyed him warily and then my books.
"Why?" I asked cautiously.
"Kagome, NOW!" I jumped. I shakily hand him the books in my hand and handed him my bag, also filled with books. "Very good." He dropped the books.
"Hey! I need those!" I was not wasting my time here. I wanted to actually learn something.
"You will not need them," answered a very calm Miroku. I was glad he turned back to normal, but i still want my books back.
"Miroku, listen to me carefully," I softly spoke to him, "We. Are. At. School. OF COURSE I NEED THEM!"
"Kag, you are not going to learn," answered Miroku, "Rule#1 In no time will you be able to show that you have a brain. Rule#2 The only things you will care about is looks and boys. Alright, lesson one." Miroku seems very serious about this. He opened his backpack and dumped its belongings beside my fallen books. My eyes bug out.
"Ah, Miroku are you gay?" I asked him. It does make sense, since nobody can like girls THAT much! Maybe its just all a cover. "You didn't have to hide it you know. We would have understand. To think those young innocent girls harassed because of your uncertainty."
"Kagome, I'm not gay," said an exasperated Miroku.
"You don't have to lie to me Miroku," It was so clear to me now. "I'll still be your friend."
"Kagome, I'm. Not. GAY!" yelled a very furious looking Miroku, "these stuff are for your needs." I looked at him He can't be serious. I already have enough of the stuff on my face to last a life time. Again, I looked at him. Oh god, he wasn't lying.
"Oh, hell no!" I yelled at him. "No way! No f***ing way!"
"You don't have to use all of them," he explained. He is so enjoying this. I can't wait when its his turn. I'm going to make his life a living hell. Her blue eyes glinted, the grayness overtaking. "Kag, you scaring me."
"Oh, my dear Miroku, you have the right to be afraid," I smiled at him, yet it sure didn't ease his mind, with all my talents, this is one I enjoy the most, making guys scared. Bwahahahahaha! Cough: cough: cough:
"Ha, ha, ha, ha," Miroku laughed nervously, "all right, how about you just use this mirror and look at your pretty little face. And maybe, add a few blushes here or there, during class." Miroku was insane.
"Miroku, there is no f***ing way I'm losing precious learning time looking at myself!" I yelled at the black haired guy.
"KAG! Listen, please! You are a bimbo, not a BITCH who is a smart ass, a kick ass in P.E. or anything you were back at Shikon High! " yelled Miroku. He was right. Miroku is right and I'm actually wrong. I can't be thrown out of the gang, there my only family left. I nooded ant him to show my consent. "Very good, on to lesson one!"
He filled a black purse with those evil, evil material for my unfortunate face. "Keep this and be sure to use them from time to time, that includes classes." I nodded. "Alright lesson two!" Miroku is too happy about this. I watched him as he undid his low ponytail. "Kag, be sure to watch this." I nodded again. I watched as he fingered some of his dark hair, twirling it in a slow rythm. What is he doing? "Oh my gosh, no way!" I jumped. Whoa! That was weird. Miroku sounded like that popstar in America, what was her name again? Oh yeah Britney Spears! You know what, I think I could learn a lot about being a bimbo watching her. Anyway, back to Miroku. He was curling his hair with his fingers, while he talked nonsense. "Did he just look at me. Oh my gosh, I think I'm blushing. I'm I blushing?! Oh no, he's totally looking at me." He started to jump in, his hands waving frantically. "What should I do?! What should I do?! He's coming! AHHHHHH!" I covered my ears, that was annoying! "Keep cool girl, keep cool." I watched as he stopped jumping and placed his left hands on his hips and the other back to his hair. "Hey, Shawn." I wonder who the hell his talking to. "What's happening? Fine, me too. Me, go to the movies with you? Well, kay! I'll love too." I watched him flutter his eyelashes and looked at me very, very funny, like how a girl would look at the guy in a chic movie. He waved his left hand in slow movements. "Byyyyye, see you at friday night, Shawn" I'm scared. What the hell is wrong with Miroku. Oh god, what the hell is going on?! Miroku must be gay. That's the only explanation. Wait! I'm a girl, not a guy. What the hell is happening! "Kag, Kag, are you okay." I found large hands on front of my face. I screamed! Miroku jumped back.
"Kag, don't scare me like that," said Miroku.
"Me scaring you, how about you scaring me!" I yelled at him.
"What are you talking about , Kag?" asked Miroku, very confused.
"Miroku, ease my mind adn say that your gay," I answered him.
"Hell no!" yelled Miroku, "I'm straight, Kag and I'm staying that way. Ladies are too delectable to pass."
"Miroku, what did you do back there?" I asked.
"That Kag, is how your suppose to act," Miroku smiled and I gaped like a fish. He did all that just to show me how to act.
"Miroku, how do you know how to act?" I asked him.
"Well, I have been a bimbo before," he answered. I did not even wnat to know pass that. "Hey, it's not what you think, your not the only one who joined Drama classes."
"I do not even wnat to ask why you want to act like a bimbo, Miroku," I answered him.
"Hey. if it's get me close to one, it's worth it," Miroku smiled and his purple eyes glazed over. I swang the purse on his thick, perverted head. "What was that for?"
"For being a pervert, idiot," I answered him.
"Hey, there is nothing wrong with loving beautiful ladies," countered Miroku.
"Whatever, I don't think I'll need anymore lessons from you Miroku," I said to him as I began to walk toward the school building, Miroku behind me.
"Hey bitch!" yelled a voice. Oh crap they found us.
"Well, Kagome, let's see how you'll do at your first test in Taiyoukai High," said Miroku.
A/N: Alright, I'm done with the third chapter. I hope you like it. Special thanks to silverspun for telling me how a bimbo is suppose to help. You really help, thank you!!!! I hope you (if your reading this) and anybody else reading it enjoyed the third chapter.
********Sesshomaru's POV*********
I walked out of my limo. It was another week of school in Taiyoukai Private High. True it was one of the most prestigious school in Japan, but I do not feel challenge. It might have to do with the lack of competitors. They just to not match my level of skills. I was brought out of my line of thought by the jaded screams that reach my ears. It was tedious, yet they never seem to tire of it. These women, nothing but a waste of flesh. I wonder how they had ever made it this school. Ah, yes, of course, money. It's heartrending to find that such an honorable school has succumb in the presence of material goods.
I continued walking. I did not give them the satisfaction of my gaze. It was below me. Suddenly I heard an obnoxious voice, more so than those screams meant for me. It was my brother, or to be more precise, half- brother. As much as I want to ignore him, I didn't. He was family, my few remaining family. I went toward him, missing the body going toward me, we collided. I looked at the person. It was a she, a slut to me more precise. She wore a skirt, too short for her size, but I would be a liar to not say that her legs were highly toned, perfect, women would kill for such. But that was all I approve of. Her face was covered with unnecessary products. Why do woman find it needed to cover there face with such. Her hair, was black, I believe, it's hard to notice the color with the many accessories clung in it.
I watched her pick her fallen books. I helped, even though it was a waste of my time. I handed her books. I waited for the coming scream and the full blast blush, but it didn't came. She took the offered materials and smiled at me.
"Thank you. I'm sorry for disrupting you in due of my carelessness. Forgive me."
That's all she said. She left and never looked back. I was shock and mostly nothing shocked me. A woman like her should not have acted like that. A girl like that shouldn't even know half of the words she had used. She would have stuttered or have flirted immensely with me. I was confuse. Nevertheless, I'll find out about that later, maybe it's just my mind. No, it can't be that because I held great pride in my intelligence. I erased my thought of the woman and headed once again toward my half-brother.
*********Kagome's POV**********
"What the hell was that!" yelled a red faced Miroku. He had lost Kagome after he got caught up womanizing.
"Why are you yelling at me Miroku?" I asked him, truly confused.
"What the hell happened back there?!" Miroku was getting me irritated. I so damn wish I could beat the living daylights out of him, but of course that's against the dare. Rule #8: beating the crap out of people is out limits. Why can't a bimbo know how to fight! I mean they need something to defend themselves, but of course my gang had to make a rule about this one too. Rule#11: you must let boys do the battle for you. I can't believe Kouga actually approved that rule! Then again, he does seem to like to break my fights and join in. I really hate it when he does that! I can take care of myself, thank you very much! Oh, what did Miroku say again?
"Can you repeat that question again?" Miroku grabbed a fistful of his hair. So I wasn't the only one getting irritated.
"What were you thinking back there?!" Oh, he meant my collision of that white haired guy.
"Well, I wasn't looking and I dropped my books. He helped me, that's all," I didn't see the big deal about it.
"That shouldn't have been all!" I looked at him, now very confuse. "Do you not remember your situation during your stay here!?"
"Of course not. How could I forget with these stupid things on my face," I answered him. Really, how can he think that I have forgotten?!
"Well, your little show prove other wise," Miroku is not making sense.
"What are you talking about," I said to him.
"You are not acting like a bimbo," he cried in frustration, "That person you just bumped into was Sesshomaru!"
"So?" I didn't get what he was trying to prove.
"He is the most wanted person in this school. When you are in front of him, you have to act," he said matter-of-factly, "Anybody would have craved to be in your spot back there. Not one, not a single woman have every had the opportunity to talk to him. And when you are given that opportunity, what do you do?! You apologized to him like you would normally with any guy!?''
"Ah.."
"You are to flirt with the guy or at least do something you wouldn't normally do!?" yelled Miroku, "if you don't start putting your drama classes up to use, you won't ever pass the dare. You know what happens if you don't!"
"Goddamn it Miroku, don't you think I don't know!" How can he think that! Damn! I really want to hit him, nobody's watching.
"Hey, bitch!" then again maybe not.
"What did you do?!" yelled Miroku.
"WHAT! I didn't do nothing," I answered him, I mean I hadn't even met any girls yet.
"Oh never mind, come on!" Miroku practically hauled me out of my freaking spot. Where the hell are we going! "I think I lost them. Hell, Kag, can't you do anything right today."
"Miroku, another comment like that and I swear you'll meet my fist in your head," I really did not need this right now.
"Sorry, Kag, it's just I have a job to keep you safe, especially with your condition," said Miroku solemnly.
"Miroku," Miroku looked. "This was your f***ing idea!" I was angry, sure he looks sincere, but it was still his fault I have to go through this crap.
"True, well on to business," Miroku clapped his hands together, "that woman won't take that long to find us out."
"What kind of business are you talking about Miroku?" I looked at his violet eyes. They were very scary. Must escape from evil Miroku right now. I started to walk back.
"Oh no, you don't," said the very, very evil looking Miroku," I've dated enough bimbos to know hoe you are suppose to act. Now, give me your books." I eyed him warily and then my books.
"Why?" I asked cautiously.
"Kagome, NOW!" I jumped. I shakily hand him the books in my hand and handed him my bag, also filled with books. "Very good." He dropped the books.
"Hey! I need those!" I was not wasting my time here. I wanted to actually learn something.
"You will not need them," answered a very calm Miroku. I was glad he turned back to normal, but i still want my books back.
"Miroku, listen to me carefully," I softly spoke to him, "We. Are. At. School. OF COURSE I NEED THEM!"
"Kag, you are not going to learn," answered Miroku, "Rule#1 In no time will you be able to show that you have a brain. Rule#2 The only things you will care about is looks and boys. Alright, lesson one." Miroku seems very serious about this. He opened his backpack and dumped its belongings beside my fallen books. My eyes bug out.
"Ah, Miroku are you gay?" I asked him. It does make sense, since nobody can like girls THAT much! Maybe its just all a cover. "You didn't have to hide it you know. We would have understand. To think those young innocent girls harassed because of your uncertainty."
"Kagome, I'm not gay," said an exasperated Miroku.
"You don't have to lie to me Miroku," It was so clear to me now. "I'll still be your friend."
"Kagome, I'm. Not. GAY!" yelled a very furious looking Miroku, "these stuff are for your needs." I looked at him He can't be serious. I already have enough of the stuff on my face to last a life time. Again, I looked at him. Oh god, he wasn't lying.
"Oh, hell no!" I yelled at him. "No way! No f***ing way!"
"You don't have to use all of them," he explained. He is so enjoying this. I can't wait when its his turn. I'm going to make his life a living hell. Her blue eyes glinted, the grayness overtaking. "Kag, you scaring me."
"Oh, my dear Miroku, you have the right to be afraid," I smiled at him, yet it sure didn't ease his mind, with all my talents, this is one I enjoy the most, making guys scared. Bwahahahahaha! Cough: cough: cough:
"Ha, ha, ha, ha," Miroku laughed nervously, "all right, how about you just use this mirror and look at your pretty little face. And maybe, add a few blushes here or there, during class." Miroku was insane.
"Miroku, there is no f***ing way I'm losing precious learning time looking at myself!" I yelled at the black haired guy.
"KAG! Listen, please! You are a bimbo, not a BITCH who is a smart ass, a kick ass in P.E. or anything you were back at Shikon High! " yelled Miroku. He was right. Miroku is right and I'm actually wrong. I can't be thrown out of the gang, there my only family left. I nooded ant him to show my consent. "Very good, on to lesson one!"
He filled a black purse with those evil, evil material for my unfortunate face. "Keep this and be sure to use them from time to time, that includes classes." I nodded. "Alright lesson two!" Miroku is too happy about this. I watched him as he undid his low ponytail. "Kag, be sure to watch this." I nodded again. I watched as he fingered some of his dark hair, twirling it in a slow rythm. What is he doing? "Oh my gosh, no way!" I jumped. Whoa! That was weird. Miroku sounded like that popstar in America, what was her name again? Oh yeah Britney Spears! You know what, I think I could learn a lot about being a bimbo watching her. Anyway, back to Miroku. He was curling his hair with his fingers, while he talked nonsense. "Did he just look at me. Oh my gosh, I think I'm blushing. I'm I blushing?! Oh no, he's totally looking at me." He started to jump in, his hands waving frantically. "What should I do?! What should I do?! He's coming! AHHHHHH!" I covered my ears, that was annoying! "Keep cool girl, keep cool." I watched as he stopped jumping and placed his left hands on his hips and the other back to his hair. "Hey, Shawn." I wonder who the hell his talking to. "What's happening? Fine, me too. Me, go to the movies with you? Well, kay! I'll love too." I watched him flutter his eyelashes and looked at me very, very funny, like how a girl would look at the guy in a chic movie. He waved his left hand in slow movements. "Byyyyye, see you at friday night, Shawn" I'm scared. What the hell is wrong with Miroku. Oh god, what the hell is going on?! Miroku must be gay. That's the only explanation. Wait! I'm a girl, not a guy. What the hell is happening! "Kag, Kag, are you okay." I found large hands on front of my face. I screamed! Miroku jumped back.
"Kag, don't scare me like that," said Miroku.
"Me scaring you, how about you scaring me!" I yelled at him.
"What are you talking about , Kag?" asked Miroku, very confused.
"Miroku, ease my mind adn say that your gay," I answered him.
"Hell no!" yelled Miroku, "I'm straight, Kag and I'm staying that way. Ladies are too delectable to pass."
"Miroku, what did you do back there?" I asked.
"That Kag, is how your suppose to act," Miroku smiled and I gaped like a fish. He did all that just to show me how to act.
"Miroku, how do you know how to act?" I asked him.
"Well, I have been a bimbo before," he answered. I did not even wnat to know pass that. "Hey, it's not what you think, your not the only one who joined Drama classes."
"I do not even wnat to ask why you want to act like a bimbo, Miroku," I answered him.
"Hey. if it's get me close to one, it's worth it," Miroku smiled and his purple eyes glazed over. I swang the purse on his thick, perverted head. "What was that for?"
"For being a pervert, idiot," I answered him.
"Hey, there is nothing wrong with loving beautiful ladies," countered Miroku.
"Whatever, I don't think I'll need anymore lessons from you Miroku," I said to him as I began to walk toward the school building, Miroku behind me.
"Hey bitch!" yelled a voice. Oh crap they found us.
"Well, Kagome, let's see how you'll do at your first test in Taiyoukai High," said Miroku.
A/N: Alright, I'm done with the third chapter. I hope you like it. Special thanks to silverspun for telling me how a bimbo is suppose to help. You really help, thank you!!!! I hope you (if your reading this) and anybody else reading it enjoyed the third chapter.