I'll try to make this chapter long because the last one was so freakishly short. (From the last chapter: Fammit is my word. :3)

By the way, my 'n' key is so messed up...if I have a typo and the 'n' is missing, blame my keyboard. ;;

Oh my goodness. I got so many reviews! :D Thanks especially to CrystallineX for encouraging me though I stink at writing fanfiction (and everything else for that matter)...but yeah. ;D

So that's why this chapter is here, even though I have to go to bed.

Whoops! Almost forgot the Disclaimer! -innocent look to a group of lawyers- ee;

Disclaimer: I scrambled the words. You figure it out from there. ; Don't. I. Own. Inuyasha?

XD;

Anything But This

Chapter 5

Jolly ol' Sunday

"You are not sick." Kagome's mother said flatly.

Kagome was in bed, partially feigning illness. She also looked a bit flushed and seemed to be sweating. Nice effects. If you didn't consider she had been slapping, pinching, rubbing and spraying her face with water for the past twenty minutes before her mother had just come in.

Kagome had just said she had not felt well. She could have said that last night she had skydived off the tallest building in Japan--exaggeration obviously, but from that fall, it pretty much seemed like it-- but then she'd be pummeled and trampled with questions and then eventually, the consequences. From both very angry families and one particular Inuyasha.

"Ma..." Her breath was labored and she gasped. "I'm still not feeling well...and I'm tired."

"The aftereffects of eating like a horse during lunch." Her mother did not yeild. "You can be sick and tired at their house."

"But Mama! I'm also full, like you said!" She suddenly grabbed her mother's legs as she turned to leave, being dragged from the bed onto the floor.

"Get OFF me Kagome!" Kagome's mother made a large effort to peel herself off from her clingy daughter.

"Ma, no! Just today, I mean, it's Sunday! And that family is just...weird! Inuyasha has ears!" Kagomed continued to plead and whine.

"Everybody has ears Kagome!" Exasperation.

"But..." Kagomed started.

"No." Well...that obviously wasn't going to work. It was just so ironic that the things that actually did go as planned was something that shouldn't have been.

Kagome's mother finally shook her daughter of her leg, gave a dismissive wave and closed the door.

"Wear something quickly, I'll drive you."

Kagome sighed, crossed her arms and just sat there stubbornly. For a while she just had her lips puckered to the side, chewing the inside of her mouth thoughtfully, but after that even her rear got sore and she got up to dress grumpily.

It was said you could lead a horse to water but you could not make it drink. She'd dress and leave. But what she wore was a different matter that had not been specified.

Hopping into her closet, she started to put on clothes her Grandfather had bought her. Everything down to frilly, polka-dotted shirts to rainbow-striped tights.

She knew she'd make a big fool of herself, but this was also a plan to prevent any more dinners with THAT family.

"Ewe.." Kagomed muttered as she found a pair of purple, seemingly-elastic, tapered pants. It looked horrible with an orange coloured handbag.

Which made it all so perfect.

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Inuyasha gaped.

And gaped.

And looked horrified.

It was even worse than he thought, also adding to the fact he had to cancel plans with a very moody Kikyou and probably have her ex-boys snapping at his tail calling him a wimp the following Monday. Besides, they were beginning to terrorize his group and he also had to worry about the person that made them continue these quarrels.

There were rumors this person was their boss, sharp, charismatic, lethal and clever. Nara...something. (Make a connection, people. ;D)

It was a wonder how they still didn't get the idea he didn't want to play anymore games with them after nearly demolishing them on a rooftop.

He had made Kagome promise not to discuss the events of yesterday to anyone. It would have been easy, if the stupid fool wasn't so scared. The poor girl could barely stand and it was all he had to get her to finally stop choking him to speak. But after that she had started to run away, probably frightened now because she had seen what he had been capable of.

Fammit.

He knew she just wore those clothes to spite him, but she really did NOT have to have that extra flower-shaped orange bag. It was enough to see her hair in two frizzy pigtails tied up by pink laces.

Once he had thought she looked like Kikyou. But even then, you kind of had to look hard. They wore and acted differently, and radiated off a different kind of power.

But now you could only look at her and have your eyes splinter. Ouch.

The doorbell rang.

Inuyasha took on a resigned expression, and went downstairs oh so grudgingly. She was probably enjoying every second of humiliating herself. Only someone like her could pull even THAT off.

Strong-willed, sharp-tongued and determined.

....somehow that had come out as a compliment within an insult.

Whatever...

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Seeing her across the dinner table was worse. She was giggling like those other high school girls and blinked very strongly whenever she grinned.

Even without having ten minutes passed, the brothers were already glowering at eachother. Sesshoumaru, of all people, was snickering at Inuyasha behind his impassive, detached face. His sadistic amusement was clear in his eyes.

At least the food distracted him from her. Alot of delicious dishes were served because that girl was here, and he had at least one thing to be grateful for.

Eventually, even that distraction wore off and Inuyasha was picking at the crumbs on his plate mildly.

He used every opportunity to glare at the girl whenever his parents weren't looking. She merely wrinkled her nose and stuck her tongue out at him with the same discreetness.

She was obviously not a picky girl. Her chopsticks stabbed at all of his favourite foods, make him cringe away in fear of her cooties.

Funny how he still called a girls disgusting saliva cooties.

Finally his mother managed to make conversation during the silent dinner.

"So Kagome, what is your major in college?" His mom asked almost shyly, but even her bashfulness was full of feminine grace and beauty.

"Uhm. Political Economics." Kagome blinked that stupid blink again. "Lots of graphing stuff." She said with her mouth full, then nodded.

Inuyasha was further disgusted. His father saw his face and sent him a look that had him smiling along with Kagome. Because of this, even his dad spoke.

"Is Inuyasha behaving?" He questioned, eying his son, and then Kagome carefully. Inuyasha looked at Kagome almost desperately.

"Uh.." Kagome swallowed carefully, the thoughts in her mind were only about blood, scary twins and dead-looking people. "Of course. I'm just not sure if he's absorbing it all." She laughed a nasal laugh. "Why? Is he not cooperating at school?" She said jokingly.

"Of course I cooperate at school. It's some other people that don't..." Inuyasha cut in, but his voice trailed off as he caught lots of puzzled stares aimed at him. Uh oh. Questions would be fired at him after dinner...definitely. He mentally slapped himself, hard.

His mother coughed. "Anyway...," She looked at her son's tutor through observative eyes. "You do have a very 'interesting' taste in clothes, Kagome.."

The response was lips smacking and chewing, then a grunt of approval. "Yeah." Kagome kept on picking at what looked like beef that had gone untouched during the entire dinner.

All eyes now turned to her, watching her eat. All reactions were different. Sesshoumaru turned back to his food, Inuyasha's father coughed and pretended he had something caught in his throat, and his mother delicately abandoned her eating utensils to reach for a napkin. Inuyasha however, had the nerve to stare, and have a disgusted look on his face.

Kagome wrinkled her nose at him again, and spoke politely and appreciatively to his father.

"Mmm. I wonder why no one has eaten this yet! It's very good." She smiled. "What is it?"

His father looked at her after putting his water glass down, and coughed again. He looked to his family for relief, and finding none, spoke reluctantly and very softly.

"Testicles of a cow."

Silence.

Kagome continued to grin for a while, but then finally grasped what he had said. Her smile faded into a look of pure repulsion and repugnance.

Then she spit out her half-chewed food combined with saliva into the man's face.

Once again silence.

......

Then commotion.

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"You whore!" Inuyasha roared, dragging Kagome by her collar outside. They had finally escaped the chaotic clamor inside the house.

She could do nothing but stare at the house that was disappearing blankly, still absorbing what had just happened.

"You just make everything so much fucking worse!" He bellowed, finally stopping right before the gates, and shoved her against them. A figure of fury and rage.

Kagome finally found the voice to speak, but it was husky and trembling. A flicker of a thought passed through her mind. 'Maybe I shouldn't have brought the bag...?'

"I ju-just..well, how the hell was I supposed to know that was a cow's penis?!" She yelled suddenly, her spit flecking his face. She suddenly felt regret for doing that...and very, very terrified.

He simply continued to glare a very menacing glare. "Yeah." He said calmly. Too calmly. "The hell you don't." He looked to the side and gripped her shoulder painfully.

"And I hope that you won't know that you have to cross the street when the light is green and get run over by a bloody truck! How stupid can you be??!"

He was very strong. She could feel his strain in trying to hold back while thrusting her outside the gates and stupidly stumbled backwards to the ground. She quivered under his intense scrutiny.

"I'm sorry.." Kagome lowered her head and fiddled with the fabric of her shirt. She could hear his harsh breathing, reading to spout some more flames, but it was suddenly substituted by a scoff.

"Bull."

He turned, and returned to his well-lighted mansion, leaving Kagome in the dark.

Alone.

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It was so ironic when things just couldn't seem to get any worse, but they did. She could almost hear God laughing, enjoying ridiculing her.

Actually, for most of the night, she was doing the mockery to herself.

Whimpering, she walked carefully through the dimly lit streets, only wanting to go home and lie in bed. But only Sundays like this could be so jolly.

"Why were you with Inuyasha, bitch?" A voice very much like acid cut through the air from behind her. Kagome whirled around quickly to see her twin.

"My name is Kagome." Kagome said, gritting her teeth.

"Oh, hi! My name's Kikyo." Her look-a-like said sarcastically, but then spoke icily. "I asked a question, hag, and I don't like to repeat myself."

She was tired, and angry, and very much aggravated. Her next actions were completely spontaneous and not clearly thought out.

"I had dinner with him you little wench, and I don't appreciate being called names especially when they fit you more." Kagome suddenly felt very foolish looking at them more closely. So stylish, and rich it seemed. And here she was, wearing the most eye-cracking outfit in history that was further marred from food and mud.

"I don't have time for games, little girl, get out of my way." She shoved them with her orange hand bag, and Kikyo unexpectedly wobbled.

Regaining her balance, she spoke cooly. "You did not just push me, and you did not just call me a little girl."

"Uhm...let me think." Kagome paused dramatically. "....Yes I did, little girl."

She suddenly felt pain in her cheek, then her stomach, and felt her hair being yanked at from all directions. They kicked her which felt as powerful as an ostrich's kick at the moment, and she crumpled to the ground. Kikyo spat at her, picked up her bag and shuffled through it, finally finding what she wanted.

"Thanks, old hag." Another kick, and Kagome cried out, once again left alone.

It was a dark. She saw the pale shine of the light relfect on a meat cleaver by the trash cans in front of her.

Blood.

-A few hours later-

Kagome's mother was stumbling around, while other people around her did the same. They called out her name, searching for her.

She had not come home, and it was nearly midnight.

Her mother saw a hunched but colourful figure by the dim flicker of a street lamp, and went to that person to question them about her daughter. She was worried more for the status of her daughter than the fact she was about to ask a very nasty and suspicious looking stranger, and nearly tripped in hurrying.

"Excuse me?" She said, and then gasped as she saw who turned to her.

I'll give you just one guess to figure out who that is. lol

Ooh. This chapter was dark. And it still feels short. TT

And it's officially midnight. Two hours past bedtime! -scuttles to bed with overstuffed pillow- :3 G'mornight everyone!