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AN: Sorry about the name spelling mistakes, completely my fault. The only excuse I could give you was that I truly did write chapter one three in the morning and only managed to get three hours of sleep. My muses forced me…I'm like slave. So sorry.

In the event that one must stay discreet in order to be not exposed of harmful propaganda, one cannot fully understand the nature of humans and therefore suffer excruciating pain.

Specifically females. No one can really understand females.

Higurashi Kagome was that certain female that he knew would be hard to understand.

Youko thought it would be extremely funny to ask why such a beautiful girl was sitting all alone and glaring at a tree when she could always cuddle up to him.

Shuuchi thought it was a horrid idea; he couldn't bring himself to speak with the beautiful girl.

Shuuchi is very shy. (Not really)

Then somewhere in the middle, both wonder why they aren't suffering from any personality disorder, as it's rather strange that he's arguing with himself.

After much amusement and contemplation on his behalf, the Kurama decided to speak with her.

Curiosity killed the cat…

~

"Baka youkai," she muttered incoherently, trying her best to ignore him. Of course, that meant glaring at the youkai to pleasantly tell him to stop staring at her.

Kagome forced herself to relax, that no one, and no one have the right to ruin her day. The only problem is that a guy, suspiciously feeling like a youkai was sitting on a tree rigidly watching her.

Correction. Glaring at her.

'What in hell's world is his problem? Kagome angrily thought. 'Relax Kagome, there is really no need to blow up...literally'

She sighed, running a shaking hand through her dark hair and idly wonder what it would take to make that guy go away. Instead, she focused on eating her lunch, which was adequately made by her wonderful mother.

Kagome licked her lips in anticipation. The food was very good, the aroma was very enticing and she knew that she couldn't resist tackling her lunch, as it was her favorite food.

During the moment that she opened her mouth and a piece of her food was inches away, she felt the brooding stare of the baka. She clicked her tongue in irritation and lifted her head to give him a killer glare.

Oh wait…

It was someone else.

"Hello," said the redhead kindly, a gentle smile lit up on his features.Kagome blinked in response unable to comprehend the language that was thoroughly being spoken. Why is he talking to me?

Wow...he is very handsome...

It took a moment for Kagome to respond.

"Hi!" She chirped, "what can I help you with?"

She noticed that the redhead's eyes twinkled with amusement and Kagome blanched at the sudden feeling that elicited her emotions. Her right hand instinctively raised to clutched her chest. Somewhere near the heart. It was odd, Kagome was utterly aware her body was beginning to glow.

This didn't go unnoticed by Kurama.

"You're the new student, Higurashi Kagome, right?"

Kagome faltered, her heart beating wildly. She breath out the breath she realized that she'd been holding. The…the Shikon no Tama is reacting to him…why?

Kagome blinked at him again.

"Y-yes…I am Higurashi Kagome…what's yours?" extending her other hand out. Breath Kagome, breath Kagome, get it under your control or you might end up in an awkward situation.

"Minamino Shuuchi," said Kurama, accepting her hand with delight. That is, Youko's delight.

Kagome withdrew her hand from his and thoughtfully glanced at the flower that she sat beside with. I need to get rid of him, fast.

"Kurama-san!" she brightly said, "do you know how to get rid of a youkai?"

It was Kurama's turn to blink, "Excuse me?"

She frowned thoughtfully, as if thinking that Kurama was the wrong guy to ask, "I said, do you know how to get rid of a youkai?"

"I supposed…if there was any youkai to get rid of," said Kurama, frowning at her. Kagome jumped up from her position and practically mauled him.

"That's great!" said Kagome cheerfully, holding him by the arm and dragging him closer to the tree where the youkai was watching her, err… glaring at her, "isn't this a weird conversation?"

Still smiling…

"Very," Kurama agreed, although he was confused – both of him was confused as to where this conversation was heading.

"That's nice," Kagome mumbled, she paused and looked up. She then turned to look at Kurama, the smile still placated on her features.

"Well here's a time to prove yourself," she said, pointing up, "look up there and see if you can see a youkai." She then stood on her toes, lean towards him and suddenly kissed him on the cheek. Hehe, total distraction. That ought to keep him rendered for a couple minutes so I can get away.

"When you're done getting rid of him, tell me and I might, just might consider going out with you!" Honestly, what the hell am I doing? I just pass up a chance to date with a really hot guy...I'm in serious need of a psychiatrist methinks.

Really, Youko was very insulted. He didn't have time to processed what exactly just happened as he stare at the shapely form that is Kagome who stopped on her tracks, looked back and wave at him.

Shuuchi was tempted to wave back, his right hand automatically on the cheek where those lips of Kagome's placed themselves momentarily. He could feel his cheeks burning as he sense his friends snickering, except Hiei, who had looked like the someone poked him up his ass.

…But satisfaction brought it back.

Shuuchi smiled.

But not the kind of smile; dazed and a little overwhelmed. A predator smile, one who was more than willing to catch the prey in order to be satisfied and sated. Somewhere within his blood, something boiled. Kurama was a three hundred or so years old kitsune, usually calm and never excited. Never before was he drawn to play cat and mouse. He knew that he was acting ridiculously odd. This wasn't him. But that was Kagome. He was a kitsune through and through and he loved to play.

Never before was he challenged to play a game he was very good at.

~

She distanced herself a good deal away from them, knowing fully well that they were probably watching her, thanks to the Shikon jewel. It wasn't as if she wanted to, to be aware of everything and everyone around her. But she had to if she wanted to survive.

Kagome uncertainly titled her head to the side, clutching her skin tightly, gasping and drawing uneven breaths, feeling the consummation of the jewel's hunger. Her vision slurred greatly, a throbbing headache fastening her head. Kurama's presence near the jewel caused the jewel to swallow large amounts of her energy. As if desperately trying to get hold of Kurama's as well. But why? Why did the Shikon reacted so badly to Shuuchi? Just the mere thought of Shuuchi disturbed her and she didn't know what to do.

Somehow, Kagome found herself leaning on the wall, her face damped with sweat, her hand gripped tightly over her heart while her other hand was clenched her nails biting her palm so hard she thought it drew blood.

Despite her complete acceptance of her ability to live, she was vehemently troubled by the fact that she had no heart.

The bastard took her heart.

In place, the Shikon no Tama pulsated lively.

Another good excuse, twelve midnight writing chapter two. I am told I'm disturbing, as this story will be. And imagine my surprise when I'm expecting next to none of reviews and you guys gave me twenty. I'm happy; thanks guys for taking the time, I'm really honored and I hope this haha second chapter will keep you more interested!

Wish;

Chasing Methuselah by Sandra E. be finished. I'm a great fan of all her works and she induced me to get addicted to MK (Miroku/Kagome) drug.

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Revised and Edited: December 10, 2003