A/N: Second improved chapter…

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha.

Previously, On Punk Mikos And Demonic Preps: "But he's probably going to dislike you even if you suck up to him."

"I have no intention of sucking up to that guy. What do you mean, even if I sucked up to him?"

"You look like Kikyou. Not twins, exactly, but close enough."

"Who's Kikyou?"

Of Punk Mikos and Demonic Preps

Chapter Three

Draw My World

"Kikyo. Inuyasha's old girlfriend. She broke his heart about six months ago. She was the most obnoxious person. I don't understand what he saw in her. But then again, who can ever understand anything about popular people?" said Sango.

"So that's why he was looking at me weird?"

"Yeah. Must've hit him pretty hard, for him to stare at you. He's usually fairly polite. Except for the fact that he swears like hell. It's a little strange, really." Eve peered at her, almost knocking over her juice. "Oops. But you really do look like each other. It's a little obscured by the heavy makeup though. And her eyes are brown, not blue."

"That's comforting."

Over at another table, Inuyasha was staring once again at the person who looked like Kikyou. 'Aah! No! I've already told myself to get over her! So, I'm NOT thinking about her. Got it!' 'Yes' said another voice in his head.

"Inuyasha?" The conversation with his voices stopped when Inuyasha heard Miroku calling him. His head whipped around.

"Yeah?"

"You were staring again. Jeez, I can't believe she looks so much like her!" said Miroku.

"Huh? She so does not look like her! They are completely different!" Miroku snorted.

"Right. And Sango just said she'll bear my child. Inuyasha, just get over her. Maybe you'll like Kagome. She seems nice enough. If a little rebellious…"

"Miroku, just butt out, ok? This is my business." said Inuyasha gruffly.

Miroku decided to back off. Inuyasha didn't get mad as easily as he used to, but when he did, you didn't want to be the one he was mad at. Inuyasha turned his attention back to his lunch, resolutely ignoring everything except his ramen.

'Whoo, almost there. Just one more class. That's all. Then you're free.' Kagome told herself.Her last class had been Math and she was bored to tears. Art was next. Well, she liked drawing so that class should be fun.

'Looks like I spoke too soon. Or, thought too soon, as it may be.' She thought as she walked in. Inuyasha was in this class. He looked up and then deliberately avoided her eyes. Lucky for her Sango and Eve were in this class also. She went over to sit with them.

"Ok, class, today we'll be doing portraits. I'll pair you up and you have to draw a portrait of each other." The teacher announced. The class groaned.

"Now, now, none of that." He said grinning. He picked up a list and began to read off it.

"Ok, then, Eve and Hojo," Eve slumped. Not the brick head!

"Sango and Miroku," Sango looked disgusted while Miroku looked extremely happy.

"Inuyasha annndd, um, Kagome, was it?" Kagome nodded, not very happy. 'Great' she thought. 'I'm stuck with dog boy.' Inuyasha didn't looked very happy either. The teacher continued reading names but Kagome wasn't listening.

She moved closer to Inuyasha, adjusting her easel.

"Alright class, start now."

Kagome picked up her charcoal and started to sketch. Inuyasha did the same. As Kagome drew, she noticed things she never would have looked at if she hadn't been drawing him. Like the strong line of his jaw, or his long neck. The delicate nose, the full lips. His slender eyebrows. As she sketched his long silky locks she once again found herself lamenting the fact that a guy had such beautiful hair.

Kagome realized that Inuyasha was really a very attractive guy. He had those gorgeous gold eyes and a pair of what had to be the cutest pair of white fluffy ears she had ever seen.

Inuyasha was glaring at Kagome. He got his charcoal pencils and began to sketch. He wasn't too bad at drawing, his mother had given him lessons before she died. He looked up at Kagome. She had a look of fierce concentration on her face. He saw how her dark liner make her already bright blue eyes striking, how her hair had a slight wave to it. She had a swanlike neck, one side of her jaw exposed as her head tilted. Her ear had five piercing that shone in the sunlight streaming in the window. The girl was really slender and delicate, like a dancer, but she hid it behind a tough façade. Of course, her temper defied that hypothesis..

When the class was finished, or as close to as they were going to get, with their drawings, the teacher went round and looked at them. He murmured to each student, sometimes giving them advice on shading or anatomy. When he got to Inuyasha and Kagome, however, he looked stunned.

"Goodness, Inui-san, I've never seen you exert this ability before! Why haven't you ever used it? And Higurashi-san, that's beautiful work. Where did you learn?" Inuyasha shrugged and said "My mother taught me" while Kagome said " I taught myself".

"Neither of you have taken professional lessons?"

"Nope" they answered in unison. The teacher gaped. Curious, the rest of the class went to take a look. They crowded around the easels.

The pictures were amazing, almost like photographs. Inuyasha had drawn Kagome with her look of concentration, a hand raised in sketch. Kagome had drawn Inuyasha looking out the window. It was so real. But the quality of the lines, though high, was not what held everyone captive. It was the motion, the feeling. A moment captured in time.

Suddenly, the bell rang. Everyone crowded out of the class, grabbing their art as they went.