Okay in this chapter there is a poem that I personally spent the time and wrote (it took me two days to get it how I wanted it) so if you take it I will personally hurt you. Thanks in advance. I love you guys. Oh and by the way, I want to get a girl for Spike. If anyone has any ideas or has a character of their own (that you wouldn't mind me borrowing) that you think would be perfect for him just review and tell me about your character or idea and where I can find them or what ever. And I need one for Kouga 'cause' even though he's dating Kagome this is an Inu/Kag story and I want him to have someone…other than Kagura (cause I hate her but I don't hate Kouga; I'm a Kouga fan what can I say; but Inu definitely comes first.) Oh and one person asked if there is going to be any Kikyo and Naraku bashing, to be perfectly honest yes/no. I'm 'gonna' do a little of Kikyo but not much considering everyone else does that and it kind of gets old but there will be a lot of Naraku hating so Naraku fans be warned…because I don't care how old it gets I hate that guy. Oh and before I forget in this chapter you get to meet the other martial art team members better so I just want to get this out there; yes all the characters (unless noted) are mine. But I did take the character Taki's personality from Vash of Trigun, because Vash rocks.

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CHAPTER TEN

My Demonic Little Angel

Inuyasha just rolled his eyes. "Don't be an idiot, Spike, I can keep my identity a secret, I've kept it hidden for sixteen years already…I don't exactly need your help."

Spike snickered, "Well you did such a fine job with Naraku…you're right what was I thinking?"

Inuyasha glared at him, "I had a reason for doing that…and besides he already knew I was a you-know-what, he's one too you know."
Spike grinned as he took another sip of his frozen coffee. "Oh really what was your reason again?" Inuyasha growled angrily at Spike; just daring his friend to continue, but of course, Spike being Spike, he really didn't pay much attention to Inuyasha's warnings. "Could it be that you were trying to protect Kagome…the very same Kagome that we oh-so hate?"

Inuyasha blared at Spike, as he finally lost his temper, "I mean it damn it!" he slammed his fist onto the table, making plates and cups fly into the air, "I've had it…."

Spike sighed unfazed by Inuyasha's outburst, "I know what you're going through, oh trust me I know…but I promise you this, it does get easier."

Inuyasha looked at Spike with a raised eyebrow, his face still scarlet from his anger. "What are you talking about?"

"Kagome."

Inuyasha moaned as he banged his forehead back down on the table and left it there, giving up all hope of silencing Spike. "How does it get easier?" Inuyasha mumbled into the hardwood counter.

Spike grinned before he took the final sip of his last frozen coffee for the night and then continued: "Kagome…is like a ghost."

"Oh God."

"A ghost that haunts you…she's something that you can see but never touch, an angel that you can never have…."

Inuyasha banged his head against the polished wooden counter again, "how in the hell can you compare Kag to an angel…a demon, maybe…Satan himself-yes. But an angel?"

"Oh come off it will you?" Spike groaned as he glanced out at the dance floor and watched Kagome as she giggled at Kouga trying to break-dance. "Face it…Kagome is the girl you always want but can never have…she's the fish that either got away or pulled you off the damn boat…the one that can't be caught."

"You mean a shark?"

"No…."

"Oh I know…a Piranha!" Inuyasha added sarcastically.

"No dumb ass."

Inuyasha glanced up from the counter top to look at Spike with a raised eyebrow. Which Spike took as his warning to never call Inuyasha a dumb ass again…or else! Spike just sighed as he carefully chose his next words. "I mean it, Inuyasha. Kagome is the girl that you or I can never have…she's the kind of girl that haunts you in your dreams taunting you with reality…she's a…little demonic angel." Spike added enthusiastically for his speech's finale.

Inuyasha lifted his head and started to rub the large black-n-blue bruise on his cranium. "Are you done yet?"

Spike nodded, "yep."

"Good, 'cause' no offense but that has got to be the worst 'speech' I've ever heard…where'd you get it from anyway, Day's of Our Lives? Demonic angel my ass."

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Inuyasha sighed as he glanced around at the band poster covered walls of his bedroom. He had been sitting on his water bed for what felt like hours working on his newest 'project.'

It was Inuyasha's most well kept secret, and the darkest thing hidden in his 'closet' I guess you could say. In all honesty, it was probably the most embarrassing thing possible, I mean this was something guys just don't do, not guys like Inuyasha. And what was bad was he was good at it…poetry.

Inuyasha heaved a sigh of relief as he read over his poem line for line checking for any mistakes or errors. Ever since he had gotten home from 4-C, he had had what Spike had said at the bar stuck in his mind:

"Kagome…is like a ghost… a ghost that haunts you…she's something that you can see but never touch…an angel you can never have…"

Inuyasha moaned as he glanced over at the clock on his 'stickers and glow-in-the-dark-spray paint covered night stand'. "Three 'o' eight." He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, "damn! I didn't realize it was that late." He sighed as he looked back down at his latest poem. He slowly read over it one last time, he scanned over each line checking it word for word:

I sit alone in my room at night

With nothing but the darkness to confide

So many thoughts run through my mind

So many thoughts that they burn my eyes till I am blind.

But although I cannot always see her

I know she's there.

She waits for me

Looking at me with her demonic little glare.

I tell her to go

But she always stays

No matter what…I hate her either way.

She haunts me-dwelling in my soul and mind

But unfortunately, I am the only one who can see her-so I've come to learn over time.

She only has one real true pleasure

And in my view, she'll do anything to have her way-go to any measure.

It is my torture that she oh so desires

She has come to enjoy my suffering-it's almost like my destruction she admires.

She has me shackled-she has me chained.

She controls every part of me making me insane.

Every little fiber of my being…'tis hers I've heard.

I am forced to obey her every command, her every word.

To my every sickness, she is my very cure.

To my every pain, she is my very savior.

She is my blessing…she is my curse

She is my demonic little angel…things could be worse.

So all the agony and sadness that she causes me

Am I sentenced to endure for all eternity?

I have an idea-to cowardly run away and hide

That pathetic thought has crossed my mind before-burning at my eyes.

But as I have learned, the act is literally impossible

She refuses to retreat from me-glaring at me, her eyes mean and prideful.

But although she is not very kind to me, or trusting

And of course, her presence was never really very comforting.

Her memory keeps me company when I feel so alone.

She is my demonic little angel that followed me home.

And although I do not like her-and, she does not like me

I will admit she's a pretty sight to see.

She has an attractive little face

Belonging to an angel of an oriental race.

Her skin is soft and pale.

Her voice is sweet but cold, like a secret-I'll never tell.

Her eyes are dark and dead

That seemed to be full of longing seething hatred.

But of course, I am responsible for her rage

I was never really all that kind to her in the first place.

Her jet black hair

Brushed, long and silky, with obvious great care

Masks her eyes like a raven colored curtain

Framing her face…so her sadness cannot be seen-of this I am certain.

But it's her soft gentle lips that always seem to catch my eye

Always in her little, smirk full of hate and wry.

I know that deep down in my core

I have set aside a small part of my heart for her

To remain with me forever more

Someday I will learn to understand her and her story

And maybe then…I would no longer have but just a small piece of her-just a memory.

Then maybe-just maybe…I could say that she belongs to no one else but me…

Could possibly-one day…could I have Kagome?

Inuyasha threw his head back and stared up at the ceiling, why, God why? He glanced back down at his latest work one last time and quickly added 'My Demonic Little Angel' at the top for the title. He then ripped the piece of paper out of his notebook, crumbled it up and chucked it at the trash can; missing the circular goal by about three feet. Inuyasha groaned as he glared angrily at the balled up piece of paper on the floor. "Damn you Spike…I swear…I'm 'gonna' kill you."

Inuyasha glanced over at his door as he watched it slowly creak open; he smirked when he saw Rin poke her little head through the crack. He motioned for her to come in before she hurriedly ran up to his bed and jumped under the covers; snuggling up beside her brother; her teddy bear held tight against her chest.

"Nightmares again, huh? Was that monster chasing you again?"

Rin shook her head violently, as small tears trickled down her cheeks.

"Oh! No, no, no, don't cry. It's okay squirt. You're safe now." Inuyasha draped an arm around her shoulder as she laid her head on his pillow and closed her eyes before she wrapped her small arms around Inuyasha's middle, and held on for dear life. "Night squirt."

Silence.

Inuyasha looked down at the six year old girl and smiled to himself as he brushed her bangs out of her sleeping eyes. Dang! She's conked out already. That was fast. He sighed as he carefully reached over and turned his lamp off, he cautiously sank into his covers; making sure he didn't wake Rin up, gave her a small peck on the forehead, and then he fell silent; floating off to dream world.

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The next day seemed to just creep by slowly but finally it came and went and then the well anticipated Monday arrived.

Kagome smiled happily to herself as she waited impatiently for the bell to ring, she sat anxiously in her desk glaring daggers at her sister, Kikyo ever-so-often. It was the end of the day, which meant school was almost over…and the first martial arts team practice, Kagome had been excited all weekend about this and it had finally come.

About a minute later when the bell rang, the loud buzz echoing throughout the noisy halls, Kagome jumped out of her seat and took off at top speed towards the gymnasium.

Once she had changed and was out on the mat she started her stretching as she waited for the other team members to show up; being as she was the first to arrive.

Kagome was just in the middle of leg warm ups when she heard the door open she glanced over to see that Sanosuke was the first to arrive.

He grinned charmingly as he made his way over to her, "I guess we're the first."

Kagome smiled at him, she could tell he was one of those confident, laid back kind of guys. "Guess so." She flipped to the other side as she grabbed the heel of her foot, and keeping her leg straight; lifted her foot up over her head; basically doing a split in mid-air.

"That's pretty good…where'd you learn to do that?"

"Gymnastics." Kagome put her foot back down and offered him her hand. "Kagome."

He shook it. "Sano…hey I know you, you're that girl I saw singing at 4-C the other night."

Oh shit. "Yeah that was me."

"You were really good."

"Thanks…I kind of screwed up in the beginning though." Kagome laughed as she began rolling her shoulders back and forth to loosen up her neck muscles.

"Yeah but you did really well on that song…Fool-moon, I thought it was awesome. Who wrote that song anyway…it kicked major ass."

Kagome smirked inwardly, "I did."

Sano grinned. Whoa this girls pretty awesome. "That's cool…."

Sano and Kagome both turned their heads around to see Taki and Daisuke enter.

The purple haired, Taki laughed happily as he waved over at Sano, "Hey man." Kagome eyed the new comers for a moment before she went back to her stretching. He seemed to be the type of person who never acted serious, but could if the situation ever came up. And Daisuke seemed to be the kind of guy that may not look it but could kick your ass if you ever picked a fight with them. They seemed pretty cool.

Taki raised an eyebrow when he noticed the girl standing beside Sano. "And who prey-tell is this lovely young lady?" He walked over to Kagome jokingly and took her hand in his, "Such a beautiful belle…."

Kagome giggled Oh God! He has Miroku's charm.

"Oh cut it out, dumb ass," Sano smacked Taki in the back of the head, " she obviously doesn't want you touching her."

"Ouch!" Taki whined as he rubbed the back of his skull, "I don't know what you're talking about…she obviously likes me better than you."

Kagome sweat dropped, these guys were no different than her friends. Especially Taki he seemed to remind her of Spike; which wasn't a good thing.

Daisuke on the other hand just rolled his eyes at the others before he tightened his belt knot and began stretching like Kagome had been doing earlier. "Honestly you'd think I would have chosen better…smarter friends." He sighed to himself.

"What was that." Taki whimpered. "I think he just called you stupid, Sano."

Sanosuke looked up at the ceiling and shook his head in despair, his hands in his sweatpants' pockets. "No I just think you heard him wrong, Taki; I'm pretty sure he called you the idiot."

Taki began feigning hurt, "but I thought you loved me. Daisuke, how can you just say that about me after all we've been through."

Daisuke snorted, "you'll get over it."

Taki fell to the floor in fake tears, "why…why God…why."

Kagome held her sides as she burst into a laughing fit, she could tell she already liked these guys. "You guys are hilarious." Kagome giggled.

"She thinks we're funny." Taki exclaimed happily, "I feel much better now…she can take your place, Daisuke."

Daisuke just shrugged his shoulders as he began a kata, "fine with me."

Sano sighed, "trust me Kagome, you don't want to hang around with Taki here," he patted Taki on the head, "he may seem harmless, but…."

"Oh! Please," Taki grinned, "You know you love me."

"No, no I don't."

Taki's grin widened. "Oh come now sweetheart you know you couldn't live without me." He added in a shrill girl's voice, trying to sound like an old grandma. "Who else would love you, what with your bed wetting and all." Taki squeezed Sano's cheek. The two boys broke into a wrestling match leaving Kagome to just stand there nervously.

Daisuke finishing his kata finally fully joined the conversation, "I really am sorry miss," he groaned, glancing down at his 'friends' before he looked back up at Kagome, "I blame it on drugs."

"HEY!" Taki and Sano both shot back, pausing in the middle of their pretzel.

"I'll have you know I've never touched the stuff." Taki whined.

"Same here."

"Oh! Just face it, you two may not have 'touched the stuff' but you're still stupid enough to use it as an excuse."

Taki whimpered as Sano pulled him into a head lock. "Sticks and stone's may break our bone's…" Sano began. But Taki interrupted him before he could finish the old saying.

"But whips and chains excite me!" Taki squealed, sounding ridiculously like a pig.

Kagome fell to the floor giggling as Katsumi, Ryoko, and Duo entered.

"What's so funny Kag?" Katsumi asked as she sat down on the mat next to the hysterical Kagome.

Kagome just pointed at Taki, unable to speak because she was still laughing.

Taki took one look at Katsumi and the biggest grin spread across his face, "Why if it isn't my favorite Kitty cat."

Katsumi moaned, "Hello Taki."

Kagome sighed as she came to the end of her hysterics; "you guys know each other?"

"Of course." Ryoko groaned, "he's our cousin."

Kagome's jaw dropped, "you mean he's your cousin, Taki…the one your dad talks about so much?"

Ryoko and Katsumi nodded in unison.

"One in the same." Ryoko moaned.

"What you guys never told her about me?" Taki cried.

"Um…duh. No offense but your kind of an embarrassment." Katsumi snapped jokingly.

Taki cheered when Sano finally let go of him, "Yeah well Uncle Kun likes me best." He shot his tongue out at his cousins playfully.

Katsumi rolled her eyes, "Only 'cause' you like X-Files and Star Trek and all that stupid sci-fi junk."

Taki shrugged his shoulders "Works for me."

Everyone turned in the direction of the door to see the burgundy haired girl named Asami, enter; she waved over at Daisuke. "Hey Daisuke!" she jogged over to everyone. And smiled down at Taki and Sanosuke; "Nice hair, Sano."

Sano glanced up at his hair from the upper corner of his eyes; it was a little messy from his wrestling. He ran his fingers through his shiny jet black hair before he looked back up at the busty girl standing before him, "Thanks Asami."

"Don't mention it," she giggled. "Hey! I know you." She exclaimed pointing at Kagome. "You're the girl that sang up on stage the other night with that band…PAQU."

Duo corrected, "PACK."

Katsumi glared at him, but he just shrugged his shoulders.

Just then, the doors opened as Kenji and Asuka walked in; and to Kagome's delight, they were hand-n-hand. I knew it…I knew it…I knew it, they're so cute together.

Kenji blushed when he realized all the people were staring at him; but Asuka didn't mind. They walked over to the growing crowd and sat next to Duo.

Kagome and Katsumi looked at each other falling into silent giggles.

"So when did this happen?" Duo asked as he eyed Kenji and Asuka's entwined fingers, getting elbowed in the stomach from his own girlfriend.

"Duo you don't just ask question's like that it's rude." Katsumi scorned.

Duo shrugged his shoulders as he leaned back on the mat, pressing his spine against the floor with his hands behind his head; he just stared up at the ceiling and zoned out, ignoring everyone else around him.

Asuka smiled. "It's okay Kitty."

The doors opened once again as everyone turned to see who else had arrived; in walked Sango and Miroku laughing and chatting to one another; and then a minute later Spike arrived.

And then finally five minutes later in walked Inuyasha and Coach Hiei.

And so the class began.