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I'm going to make everyone sick of that word, and then hypnotize them, and then make them into my zombies and order them around. Cause I'm the Cricket King. 3

no. seriously. oo;

Disclaimer: I am the Cricket King and I own everything. 3 -gets whacked- uh...except. Inuyasha. ;; you creul creul people. -beats-

well actually, you aren't creul. especially those two reviewers. -grins like an idiot-
Okay...I'll stop. For the sake of those that want to live past their teenage years without seeing me go insane.

Anything But This

Chapter 3

Why Me

Thunk.

The impact of the remote control and Kagome's head made a dull thunk, soon followed by the clatter and rolling of batteries that had fallen out of their case. (Maybe this is considered abuse, but it happens to me. lol;;; I know some familes that start wrestling...oo)

She should have known that would have happened. She did know that actually, but it never occured to her that she'd get hurt as soon as she entered the door.

"I was on the phone Kagome. You should have known better than to start wailing while I was talking with Hojo." Kagome's mother said as she dropped the phone into it's proper area.

"Hojo...?" She whispered slowly, her anger replaced with regret. She should have run faster! Actually, that probably wasn't possible, because of the fact her pack was bouncing against her back heavily and slowing each step of hers down.

"What'd he say??" She immediately cut in, while her mother returned to the kitchen. Kagome bent down to pick up the remote control, shifted the batteries into place and tossed it on along with her bag on the couch before following her. Lovely spicy smells were inhaled through her nose slowly, much better than that smokey stench that still clung to her clothes. She looked down at them reflexively.

"He said...," Her mother tapped her chin. She was plotting something, obviously. "He said he was busy this weekend, so told me to tell you not to let himself get in the way of your studying."

Kagome's face frowned as soon as the word 'busy' reached her ears. Pouting, she sat down at the nearest wobbly chair. "What's he up to?"

"He's doing some services for the orphanage and the church...--I hope you heard me Kagome Don't let him get in the way." Kagome had already flipped out her notebook with her weeks schedule and trying to fit a visit to the orphanage on Sunday. She laughed nervously, before tucking it in her pocket again but in her mind she was still trying to find a way.

Her mother turn to her abruptly and said flatly, "You got home early."

No question, just a statement, but Kagome was, as always, pulled to answer it. "I...uh. new student was kind of busy. I still talked to him." She added the latter hastily, finding her mother's last look one of suspicion. Plus, her mouth had been parting. Most likely to spout a lecture and to scold again.

Her mom looked thoughtful. It was impossible to predict what would happen...soon enough. "What did you talk about?"

"Like, how he was doing with his school work and where he is starting to find trouble in studying." She stated with as much conviction as a compulsive liar. She had too many experieces of other failing students to not have a reasonable excuse. "We were kind of cut off, because like I said, he was busy."

A smile appeared on her mother's face, but it remained as illusive and furtive as ever. "You can continue that conversation with him this weekend then. You probably will have little to do on Sunday since Hojo is busy. I'll arrange a dinner."

And when was it that her mother was encouraging her studies? She had been planning something, but Kagome was still clueless on why she was doing this. (You can guess, but they'll probably be wrong. It's really random. Think, randomness! -pops out-) Already knowing that with her persistant protests, in the end her mother would always avail, she shrugged grudgingly and went to her room.

Lord knew that her having to spend time with that fluffy-eared guy would eventually end up... bad. Really bad. It was even worse to know that he was trying so hard not to care, when he probably did. Impatience and a bubbling anger ready to erupt when the time came and everything collided. He was trying to appear casual, reposed, and most of all, cool and even-tempered. It was evident he didn't much care when it came to her though, but as long as she bashed at him in front of other people, it would seem like he was the victim and she the offender.

Her thoughts all scrambled to get across her mind, the last one lingered longest and stayed in her mind even while she stayed up late flipping through her textbooks.

...

...

What the heck was she supposed to wear??

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[Inuyasha]

Boy, this was dull, and boring. He regretted not going into college, even while he was supposed to. These stupid people giggled and blushed over small things and started screaming whenever he came by. That had been funny once, but now it was just making him extremely irate.

And although he couldn't say he really 'liked' Kikyou in the first place, she was pretty quiet and undemanding. Unlike the others. Although when it came down to just him as the topic, she was prancing around like everyone else.

It was lunch time. Even while she twirled the necklace he had given her as a present last week, somehow his thoughts always ran to that weird, young tutor. Kag...something. Whatever it had been, she looked pretty damn close to Kikyou and had thought that maybe they were related. It was so unlikely thinking about it actually, he reassured himself. That tutor was probably an old hag under tons of make-up and simply 'seemed' like Kikyou. He hadn't seen her that well anyway.

"The chain is silver, and all of the dangling...yes, they are diamonds." She smiled, pointing at them. Each one of her friends gaped and whispered and just simply did things teenage girls did. "Inuyasha got it in Ah-me-li-ca." Kikyou recited slowly, priding herself on speaking English. This time her friends gasped things like 'wow' over such a 'long' word. (This is seriously what happens when you speak English in foreign countries. XD;)

"So Inuyasha...," Kikyou turned to him. He didn't move physically but mentally for he had just woken from his jumbled thoughts.

"What did you get me this time?" Was it already that time of week? The time where he gave Kikyou yet another present and she cooed over it, attracting some certain ex-boyfriends... Ah, they were already eyeing him now.

Deciding to put on a show, he dramatically pulled out a small gift-wrapped box from his jacket. With some skills he'd taught himself from playing pool, he twirled the box and presented it before Kikyou in mid-bow. Nearly all eyes were on him by then, but for the final effect his eyebrows darted up seductively.

Never had he ever bothered to humiliate himself so much, but lately, knowing that he was the oldest anyway, it didn't seem to matter. He could put on a show, and some would consider it as spectacular as a movie.

Oiy, they were coming. It was said a mob had many heads but no brains. Thus was the case as three boys and a few other friends gathered around the lunch table Inuyasha was sitting at. Paying them no attention at all, he waited until Kikyou had taken the gift and with as much grace as before, simply sat down to his lunch tray. To tell the truth, he had been hungry.

Soon he heard a cry of protest, something shredding and warm breathing behind his neck. He could either be that that was it had been Kikyou who had had her gift snatched away from her, the wrapping torn and the person holding it right behind him. Or it could have been all of the above.

"What's this?" The boy asked angrily, but his voice quivered slightly from tension. He was playing for his friends too as Inuyasha had done. In his hand was a Calvin Klein perfume bottle, expensive quality, from 'Ah-me-li-ca'.

Inuyasha continued eating.

"Are you deaf, you son of a--"

Two seconds passed.

And by then, the boy was unconscious on the floor, the gift was back in Inuyasha's left hand, and in his right hand was his lunch tray, in the spot where the boy had been. A big bruise started to swell on the boy's forehead and everyone immediately backed away from the group. Those that were foolish and brave came to observe, and each got a whack on the head by one of Inuyasha's friends.

Some people would just never learn...

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[Kagome]

"When will you just try to learn Inuyasha??" Kagome cried out, her tone a mixture of desperation, exasperation and lots of other things. Mostly frustration though.

"Iono."

"Don't you even read anything?" Her last attempt.

"Sure." He walked across the very large room which could have made at least one floor of a regular house, and came back. Lying back down on the couch, he started flipping through the pages of a magazine.

"What is that?..." Kagome asked icily, but alot more relieved than before. At least he attempted to learn something... Even if it was a magazine.

He looked at her, and then tossed it on the table Kagome was sitting at. Inuyasha regarded her with some amusement as he absorbed some satisfaction in seeing her face's emotions.

"Playboy..." She said dryly, and looked up to see him pulling out another cigarette. He was 'really' testing her patience.

"Put it away." Kagome said.

He didn't look at her, and didn't seem like he was listening to her. He continued and lifted the flame to his mouth...

No. She was going to explode before she allowed one entire lesson to go his way.

Rising from the floor, she purposely stomped on the floor, and grabbed the lighter and cigarette. With the lighter, she threw it out the window, and shoved the other object up his nose.

1.2 seconds.

"You whore!! You do want to die, don't you??!" He was obviously outraged, and his carefully groomed white waterfall of hair hung about his face limply, revealing two 'very' visible ears. Her eyes hadn't failed last time.

Instead, she was too shocked to hear him. "What the fuck are those?"

His face flushed, then came to a pale colour. Jumping off the couch, he ran into the bathroom and shut the door.

Talk about modesty in a man...

At least Kagome had been able to get his attention. It had been over half an hour and all they had accomplished was to call eachother names. This was alot of progress.

A few minutes later, she was able to hear water running. Her face turned red again, anger boiling in her. What kind of person, even if they did have dog ears or the like, left in the middle of a lesson to take a shower?

Damn. She mentally crossed out the insult that had anything to do with him smelling.

Crossing her arms, she waited for three minutes and finally heard the door open. Reflexively she turned, but then stopped just in time before she saw anything beyond the walls.

"Why did you take a shower?" She bit out through clenched teeth, her voice rising.

"I have to go somewhere. Plans."

For the past week, he had been avoiding at least half of the lesson claiming he had to go elsewhere. This time he would stay, and her mind completely forgot the situation and turned around to yell at him.

But he cried out first, a grunt actually. He had just fallen to the floor from his bed in an attempt to hide himself. Gasping, she closed her eyes, covered her face and turned around. "I did not see anything, I did not see anything, I did not see anything, I did not see anything..." was her chant for the next few minutes. By now, even the ear issue had fled from her mind.

Suddenly a hand grasped her shoulder and she jumped in surprised. "Damnit, did you want to see that much?" Once again his eyebrows rose subtely, all in attempt to try to scare her away. He could just hope that she was prudish enough.

Trying to control the heat in her cheeks, she shook her head. "No, you're not even worth a glance, you pompous pig."

He wagged a finger, his confidence back. "Stop bashing at my ego. But I've got to go anyway."

He hadn't expected such a small girl, or young woman to move so fast. He had just turned around, and had felt the absence of her slim shoulder, only to see that she was right in front of him with a clearly pissed expression on her face. He himself was getting extremely annoyed with her persistance as well.

Shoving past her without a word, he walked towards the window... until he felt a sharp yank from behind.

"You're not going anywhere." She said coldly, tugging at his freshly-ironed shirt.

"Hey, stop! You're stretching it!" He said, trying to get away and at the same time trying to avoid ruining his clothes at the same time. She merely gave an experimental pull. With no choice, he fell backwards into her. With a low cry, they both tumbled down to the floor, Kagome being squashed by the more larger Inuyasha.

"Gitoff me!" She said, biting his shoulder just to emphasize the fact he should get up quickly. Success. Inuyasha jumped up and began rubbing the offended limb.

"Great...germs. I've come to think wrinkles are better.." He said sarcastically, then glared at her. "You aren't going to stop until you get what you want, are you?"

The out-of-breath Kagome had just pulled herself up into a sitting position, but had enough voice to speak. "Lovely observation, you just figured that out now?"

Her tone irked her, but he tried to keep his anger at bay. It was bad enough that she was able to get it out every time they met, but it was that she did it too.

"Hey, if you seriously are going to go, and if you didn't know this before I told you, it'll spoil your day." She smiled slyly.

He scoffed, and then rolled his eyes. "My day is already ruined."

"Oh?" She said raising an eyebrow. "So it won't matter if I said that you have to cancel all plans on Sunday."

A snort. "And, uh...why?"

"You don't know, do you?" She shook her head. "I'm having dinner at your...house thinger-ma-jigger."

He gaped, horrified.

s(-v) Boy this chapter is long. Your welcome! :P

And Inuyasha isn't just horrified because Kagome's going to be over. He doesn't find her THAT revolting. It's actually a special day for him... oops! said too much. oO the Sunday dinner though, I'm planning it to be on the chapter after the next one.

The title of the next chapter: ...Iono. ;;