NOOOOOOO! This is the last chapter I have written! Will I continue it? I hope so! But school is starting, so don't expect much for a while...-- sorry....

Sorry it took so long to update, I got distracted (hehe)....ok, on with the ficcie!

And thanks to all my reviewers!!! :D You're the reason I write this!!!!! ...and I hope this is a little more action for y'all, I've been taking it slow...UNTIL NOW, or the next chapter...hehehehe...but anywho, everything's ready to get ready for the climax!!! :D

Al Di La (Beyond)

May 7, 2004, Social Studies (Feudal era – YAY! My favorite subject!!), 1:18, Friday

Inu-Yasha sits, like, right next to me. RIGHT NEXT TO ME!!! We just switched seats and now we're actually sitting together!!! And I'm like, the coolest person at this table full of the gods and goddesses of Geek World, so he has to talk to me, has to. Soon, I know he will, soon.

But so far......not so good. He's really silent, edging as far away from me as he can as if I have some sort of disease, then, well, staring at me. Like I'm someone he's known for a really long time, but can't recall. I bet it's 'cause I look like Kikyo. Everyone says I do, even when I scream and shout at them that I HATE being compared to that......that slut. But still they say that we must be, like, long lost twins or something, given that the teachers used to not be able to tell us apart. Then the Slut dropped out of school as she got more and more addicted on drugs, and she even broke up with Inu-Yasha! Before crawling back to him (literally), begging to be taken back, that is.

After that incident no one, as in not a single person has ever dared to call me Kikyo. No one even says her name. Ever. From popular to non-existent, Kikyo's as good as dead.

But hey, I'm an optimist, and when she oh-so-tragically left, a tiny – TINY - part of my mind screamed, 'YAY! Inu-Yasha's ALL MINE! MINE, I TELL YOU, MINE!! MUAHAHAHAHAHA!!!' But no matter how tiny this little voice was, it was still there, this absurd feeling of victory over that SLUT.

Oh yeah, that reminds me. I'm a hypocrite, too. A nerdy, geeky, hypocritical, fangirl of Inu-Yasha's. Why am I a hypocrite? Because I cry every time some one calls me a slut, and I never allow anyone to make fun of my short skirt. They're my legs, and I'll bare as much of them as I want, thank you very much. But still, that evil s-word hurts.

Only when it's used on me, of course.

Oh geez, there he goes again, staring at me like I'm some sort of freak. I'm swear I'm gonna just stare right back at him until he backs down.

LATER DURING SOCIAL STUDIES (I really should be taking notes, now)

Well, I stared straight back at Inu-Yasha, but he just kept on looking at me like I was some sort of pretty flame with no brain (even though flames technically don't really have any brains, but I think you get what I mean) and he was the hapless moth (muahahahaha).

It was really unnerving. I'd thought that he was the kind of guy who was all cool and aloof and shit, but lately, he's been acting weirder and weirder.

May 11, 2004, Social Studies (wheeeee...), 2:30, Monday

The weather gets worse, my little depression bouts are getting more and more frequent (even though my period ended yesterday, and I'm usually REALLY happy after my PMS FINNALLY leaves me, but oh no, no, no, not today!!), Miroku's getting agitated and twitchy (but maybe that's just because Sango hit him so hard at the movies, even though that wouldn't quite explain why he's suddenly started bringing a funky staff to school that jingles wherever he goes – it's kinda funny), and Inu-Yasha just won't stop staring at me!!! That's right. It wasn't just a one-day phase...oooooooooh no.

Maybe this is all somehow all connected. Oh yeah, and my 'physic powers' aren't working, anymore, damnit. Instead, whenever I get angry at someone or something, I start to feel dizzy and my stomach hurts. Unfortunately I can't tell anyone about this, considering that I'll be marked as completely and totally crazy, but oh well. I'll just plow through and ignore it. I've only gotten angry twice in the past week, so I think I'll survive the pain. I swear I'll be a tree hugger when the month is out. I mean, it's seriously like being punished every time I get mad!

Oh yeah, speaking of that particular number, (two, just for incase I rambled a bit in that last paragraph!) there were two more unexplained deaths this week. That makes four people who have died (these last two were females – mothers, actually), in these past two or so weeks. WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!?!?!?!

And I'm not the only one getting scared - superstitious classmates and their families are starting to flee from this school, thinking that it's cursed or something. My mother says it's total pish-posh, and I guess I agree......but still, I feel stranger and stranger every time the teacher tells us about these deaths, and as every one else learns to cope and move on, getting stronger with each death...... I just get worse and worse, crying harder and harder every single time I learn the tragic news.

Lucky me, I'm a cry-baby. Well, at least I'm not the only one suffering. Inu-Yasha's slowly earning the title of Drama King.

.......

Screw highlights, I am so totally meant to be his Drama Queen.

I mean, seriously, we are, like, the only ones who are suffering so much. Not even Miroku, the one and only Mister Sentimental, is crying in the bathroom like Inu-Yasha and I are. HA!

Well, actually, Inu-Yasha doesn't cry, he just kinda, like, sulks around and ignores everyone and everything, and cringes whenever some one yells, the poor guy. He's so cute. And hot. And perfect. I mean, seriously, apparently there's more to him than just a gorgeous butt (gasp) – surprise of all surprises. Not that I ever doubted it or something......hehe.

Call it a mood swing, but every time Inu-Yasha gets up to grab a tissue or something, I suddenly start feeling a little better and a LOT more hyper. And – oh damn, he's coming back. I will not let him ruin my happy mood, whether if it's his fault or not!

....

What's our purpose in life, we're all just going to die in the end......?

No, I'm kidding, it's not that bad. But it's still pretty bad.

Oh my gosh, he's staring at me again. What the hell's on his mind? I used to DREAM about Inu-Yasha staring at me......but not like this!! He's supposed to be admiring my beauty......but not staring at me as if I'm a zombie clown!

Wait a minute, what? Ok, I was just, like, writing that last sentence dealie when he suddenly, like, muttered something under his breath. I was all like, "What? Did you say something?" I looked over at him, and he leaned over really close. REALLY close. I mean, nose to nose close, breath mingling close, KISSING CLOSE!!

And I swear, I liked it. I wanted to just stay like that forever, lips nearly touching, his golden orbs looking deep into my soul like in those corny romantic novels, and his hair falling over his forehead recklessly and brushing my – MY - forehead. It was beautiful. Purely, wonderfully beautiful.

Jeez, I'm weird. I don't wanna date him, but I wanna kiss him like some sort of starved person in the desert wishing with all her might for a simple glass of water. I mean, it's not like I'm wishing for world peace or anything! A little earthquake that could somehow send me crashing straight into Inu-Yasha, or maybe a little 'accidental' slip of my balance......

"You have it, don't you?"

What? Oh yeah, we'd gotten this close for a reason. Well, not really. He could have said that from a far and I could've still heard him, but oh well.

"Eh?" was my witty reply. "Have what?"

"The Shikon Shard. I can feel it, you have it, don't you?"

Um, no, thank you very much. I had no – and still have no - idea what the heck this 'shikon shard' dealie is, but whatever it is, I don't have it. It's probably some sort of CD. Inu-Yasha must be REALLY random to suddenly say that in the middle of class. I mean, seriously, I could be taking notes, here! Could be, as in not, but should be.

"Nooooooooo......sorry, I don't." Shut up now, please.

Any way, when I revealed this disappointing news to him, he just, like, glared at me. Sooooooooooooooooooooo not fair. I finally get to sit next to THE hottest guy in HIGHSCHOOL and he just sits there and glares at me for answering his stupid questions. I really don't think this relationship is getting off to a good start.

And the more I get to, erm, 'know' him, I think......the less I like him. It's terrible, I know, but seriously, how can I stay crushing on a guy who spontaneously asks completely out of the blue questions to someone he barely knows? HOW? How can any other girl like him? HOW? Because he's hot? Not THAT hot! I mean, seriously, Inu-Yasha Braces Glasses = DOOM. Ok, so maybe he is model sexy, and maybe he wouldn't look terribly bad even if he suddenly decided to shave his head or get a Mohawk or something (which would totally suck, considering his hair is his number one trademark), but still. You'd think he'd just be some sort of super-hot nerd.

I'm suddenly inspired to make a list......again.

Five Reasons Why Inu-Yasha is so Popular Even Though He is a Nerd.

By: Kagome Higurashi

He's hot

His brother owns AND models for Bling Thing (apparently 'THE hottest magazine of the year,' raves TIME, and to think, I just learned about it three days ago......)

He's hot

He models for said magazine

He's hot

Oh yeah, and did I mention, he's hot? I think all the Mushrooms just like to hang around a model, y'know, to be cool, or perhaps to even be able to one day model for Bling Thing with him or even with his brother, honor of all honors. Now THAT is VERY plausible.

And cool. Very cool. I'd like to model a few times. Then I'd be popular, or at least a Mini Mushroom. But hey, who doesn't dream of modeling every once in a while?

It's not like I'm ugly, either. I mean, I've got the whole deal – symmetrical face, long hair, fine chin, small bones, etc. And even if I'm not positively STUNNING, it's no great pain to look at my face, at least. I mean, no one, like cringes like they do with that poor eighth grader who eats cake for lunch, so.......

Feh, who am I kidding?

Emperors ruled Japan from the city that is now called Kyoto

Over time wealthy families created large private estates in the country and gained more power

1000-1200, emperor looses power

Daimyo, or estate owners, became more independent and hired bands of samurai to protect them and peasants who farmed their land from rival daimyo

Fascinating, really.......

Ooooooooooh, I just remembered! Sango's birthday party's this weekend! I'm so EXCITED! And scared for the play, which is on Friday....Fiddler on the Roof is selling more tickets than EVER, and I'M actually IN IT! I feel special...even if all I do is sing 'Tradition!' a whole bunch of times. But STILL! Without the little people like me, there would be no big parts! The main characters should be grateful...and Inu-Yasha should date me, too, now that I'm talking nonsense. Although, he should date me and be normal, as in not weird or Shinkon or Shikon or whatever obsessed!

May 16, 2004, Play, 8:34, Friday

Oh my gosh, I am SO nervous. I'm going to vomit, I swear. I mean, it's not like have any lines or anything, but we could mess up. WE COULD MESS UP IN FRONT OF 500 PEOPLE! And I know that doesn't sound like a lot, considering that this is one of the more popular, well-known plays, but for our little gym at this 'tiny' high school, that's a whole lot of people. We've sold more tickets for 'Fiddler on the Roof' than we've ever sold for any other play. And it's freaking me out. A LOT.

Inu-Yasha looks like he's dying. And it is so. damn. cute. I mean, seriously, the hottest and most arrogant guy in school (usually) has STAGE FRIGHT! Who would've guessed? I probably look like I'm dead, but hey? What does it matter? SO DOES HE!!!

Oh shit, there's our cue for 'Traditions.' G2G, see ya later, ja ne, adios-