Chapter 3

Ok, hopefully this one will be longer. Let's see how well I do. Please don't laugh at my horrible attempt at poetry...

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Inuyasha's nerves were reaching a breaking point. It was a week after he had come up with his plan to send stuff to Kagome anonymously, and it was time to put it into action. Valentines Day was in five days, and you could see the people getting nervous, no one wanted to be single.

The knife in Inuyasha's gut twisted as lunch neared ever closer. Was he really going too got through with this? Could he go through with this? The clock inches painfully closer. He dug through his pack again, making sure the box and the note were there and in order, then another glance to the clock. The knife twisted again. Only three minutes. Inuyasha rang his hands, three minutes to chicken out, three minutes to let his chance slip through his fingers. Three minutes to mentally kick himself and get his ass in gear. Another glance to the clock, his ally and enemy. One minute. The knife twisted brutally in his gut again.

"RING!"

Inuyasha jumped, even though he was expecting the noise. Adrenaline rushed through his body, and he lept up from the desk and out the door in a blind frenzy. Without registering anything, he tore down the hall, and everyone stared, not knowing what was wrong.

He reached her locker, and stopped. Breathing hard from his mad dash through the halls, he fumbled in his bag for the box. His hands shaking, he held it to the front of it, and prepared to tape it down. Somehow, though all the noise, he herd he voice coming his way, chattering happily with her friends. Fear filled his mind, and lest he get caught, he swiftly taped it to the front and ran for his life.

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Kagome reached her locker, still chatting with her friends, Koga beside her. Suddenly one of them spoke up.

"Hey Kagome, what's that on your locker?"

Kagome turned, and found a heart shaped box crudely taped to the front of her locker. She reached out and removed it gently, a small piece of folded paper falling out from behind. Bending, she picked it up and unfolded it, her friends clustered around.

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Flashback

Inuyasha sat, head in his hands. He couldn't believe it. So far the plan had gone smoothly, he had the chocolate, a believed himself confident enough to go through with this. Then came the hitch, Should he write a note of some sort? And if he did, what to say? He didn't want to give himself away did he? Maybe he did. No, he didn't want to deal with Koga. Then it came to him. He scrawled quickly on the paper in front of him, then folded it and placed it in his bag, ready for tomorrow.

End Flashback

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The note read;

My dearest Kagome,

How long has it been since I spoke to you last? Each minute seems like and hour has past. Drowning in your gaze, crystal blue pools, Has gotten me feeling like the biggest fool, And so hear I am, confessing my love, Wondering if you feel the same, And so my dear, as I've made it clear, I give the rest of my life to you.

Her friends stared in silence at Kagome, who still held the note in her hands. She turned around slowly, till she was facing Koga. She looked up, strait into his eyes. He looked back, confusion and anger flickering in his eyes.

"Koga," she questioned softly, 'did you write this?"

A pregnant pause settle over the small group as Koga debated. No, he hadn't {as we know} but if she thought he did...

A small nod.

Kagome, happiness welling up, though herself into Koga's arms. They embraced, holding each other tightly.

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Inuyasha couldn't believe it. Hiding behind a tree near Kagome's locker he had heard it all. He wanted to beat Koga till he was black and blue, but the extreme sadness overwhelmed him. Hanging his head he shuffled away.

Inuyasha came to rest on a bench in the unoccupied side of the campus. All he could do was stare at the concrete at his feet. It was as if he was in some alternate universe, or he would wake up and find it to be a dream. The sadness was simple overpowering his entire being. 'She thought it was Koga.' Miroku came and sat in silence by Inuyasha, knowing his friend would tell him when he was ready. Inuyasha had already told him about the plan, but he didn't know if he had gone through with it. Judging by the sadness in Inuyasha's eyes, something had gone terribly wrong.

"She... she thought it was Koga" Inuyasha finally choked out. One single tear traced its way down his cheek, and he brushed it away angrily. He wasn't crying. He hadn't cried sine his mother had died when he was seven. And he wouldn't cry now.

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Oh! Poor Inuyasha! What's he going to do? Stay tuned for the next chapter, and Review!