Hey everyone! An update! And kinda fast too huh? I was just so excited typing that last chapter I couldn't wait to continue it. And btw, the reason she knew Kouga's name was because when she was describing the biker she saw on her way to school, he'd had a jacket with his name on it. And that name was Kouga. Make sense? Good! Now enjoy this super quick update cuz their super rare!

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Kinda Weird

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Rogue Pryde

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Zero recognition.

Well, obviously.

Before Kouga could open his mouth and completely tear her new identity to shreds, Kagome fixed a hurt look on her face. She might not be able to lie, but she was an expert at looking hurt. She had her dad to thank for that. "You don't remember me." She made her voice sound disappointed and she looked at her feet.

She could hear him shift awkwardly. "No." He said slowly, as if still trying to place her. "I don't think I do."

"Okay." She said softly. "It wasn't really a big deal." She made her voice low, disappointed. Her hands were shaking, but that was because the entire class, even the teacher, was watching, not because of any timidity.

She dared to look up, not realizing that that was a very bad idea. Whereas before, he'd sounded mostly indifferent, not really concerned, after seeing her face stare up at his with such pain on it, he wanted to remember her.

"Well," He started. "Where did we meet? Maybe I'll remember." He looked at her intensely, almost as if remembering her was doing her a favor.

Crap! "Oh." She said, her voice trembling a little from the frantic scrambling of her mind. "Do you remember any crowded places at all last week?" She tried to look hopeful, not something she did often. Her brain was working a mile a minute and she had the feeling she'd want a nap when she got home.

He shook his head and her heart sank, but then paused. "Actually, I did go to the Miasma with a bunch of my friends one night." He shrugged. "I can't think of any other place."

"No!" She hastened, latching on to her one salvation. "That's it! I met you at the Miasma!"

If she'd thought the room was silent before, it was a tomb now.

"It wasn't a huge deal." She babbled, trying to take her mind off the faces staring at her in shock. "I was just uh, there. No real reason, I had nothing to do. And it was a place to uh, go, you know? I mean, it's good I went right, cause I met you!" What was the Miasma?

"She went to the toughest club on the worst side of town because she was bored." One of the students whispered. A kid next to him elbowed him in the stomach to keep him quiet.

A club. Great.

Well, she could work with this.

"It's like," She elaborated on her story, using his surprised silence as an opening. "Sometimes I just want to break out y'know?" She was taking a page from her own life so it wasn't even feeling like a lie anymore. "I'm always doing what other people want me to do, never what I want to do and I have no life and no friends because of it! So I did something stupid and crazy. I-"

She broke off, she'd almost said she switched places with Kikyo. Good thing she got herself. "I went to Miasma. And when I was there," She looked up at Kouga. "You didn't recognize me, you didn't even really talk to me, but when some loser wouldn't take no for an answer, instead of helping me you said 'Stick up for yourself a little' and walked away, just like that. And you were right!" She hurried to add, as people began whispering. "So I did. In the end I had to leave because he wouldn't stop, but even leaving was a step for me. Usually I would have just taken it with a smile."

She looked up at him with a soft smile, not realizing how attractive it made her look. "No one ever told me to stick up for myself before." The genuine emotion in that sentence came from a favorite daydream of hers that someday someone would encourage the backbone her father didn't want her to have.

The class was quiet again. Kouga was staring at her. "You know," He said slowly. Kagome cringed. "I do think I remember you." He grinned apologetically. "Sorry I didn't earlier."

Relief flooded through her system making her almost week in the knees. "It's fine!" She assured him, waving her hand dismissively. "Like I said, it wasn't really a big deal."

He grinned again, and she had been right to describe him as cute earlier though she hadn't really seen his face from the back of the motorcycle. He was very good looking. And he was looking at her. And she was getting nervous again.

"Anyways!" She said brightly. "Thanks! I should be going though; my brother's probably waiting for me." She brushed by him and was out the door before anyone could say anything. Internally she crowed at her victory.

Kikyo was miserable.

Everything was just fine and dandy until she'd actually started living Kagome's life. The nice house, expensive furniture, and gourmet food was great and all, but being stuck in a room with that annoying tutor was quickly diminishing her hopes of enjoying her change in lifestyle.

The man, boy really, peered at her over his reading glasses. "Are you listening Kagome?" He asked in a monotonous voice, as if used to his student daydreaming while he read from the lesson.

"Yes." Kikyo said the word more forcefully then she ever would have in her own life. After four hours with him, she could see why Kagome wanted an escape. Thankfully she didn't see him every day, but she was already dreading their next meeting.

"Well," Hojo slammed the book shut. "That's enough for today; you look a little more bored then usual."

She wanted to groan. Instead, she fixed a smile on her face. "Sorry." The apology was insincere, but if he noticed, he didn't say anything. "So I'm free to leave?" She did her best to keep the budding hope out of her voice.

"Yes," He said dryly. "You're free to leave." He frowned as she rose from her seat. Usually she'd let go of some of her self control by now, unable to completely contain her joy at leaving the stuffy room. Today, she merely took it in stride, her face only betraying relief.

Kikyo left the room without a backwards glance. She could feel Hojo's eyes on her back but she ignored it. If he had a little crush on Kagome, that wasn't her problem. Apparently her twin had fended him off for quite a while, so Kikyo was sure she could manage for a few months.

The 'school' room was on the second level, so she hastened up to the fourth level, her room already her favorite in the house. The presence of four bodyguards following her was annoying, and when they met the other four at the entrance to her bedroom, it took all her will power not to tell them to back off. But Kikyo was good at hiding her temper, and since they didn't really talk to her anyway . . .

She let herself in her room and flopped on her bed, taking in the expensive fabric and the fancy room for the second time all at once. Hojo was forgotten instantly. A few minutes later the phone rang, and it was only a moment later that Akira, the biggest of her bodyguards, approached her with a cordless.

She looked up at him questioningly. Father, he mouthed. Nodding, she cradled the receiver next to her face. "Hello." She didn't know how to greet him, but she opted for formal rather then a casual 'Hey!'

"Good afternoon. How did your lesson go today?" She'd been right about formal, the man was positively oozing good upbringing.

"It went well. I understand the material just fine, and Hojo is an excellent teacher." Lie, but it was probably what he wanted to hear. She didn't see the look Akira gave her.

"Really?" His voice was immaculately surprised. "Usually you have something to complain about, and though you never speak poorly of Hojo, you've never complimented him either."

Should she be worried? "I suppose I'm just relieved the lesson wasn't hard." She suggested. Lying wasn't too difficult for her, and acting calm was something she did naturally.

"Well, I'm glad to hear it." There was a pause, as if he didn't really want to continue. "I really am-" Another pause. "Sorry." He said the word fast. "About that Ruthless concert."

Instinctively she wrinkled her nose. Kagome was into the same dumb music as Inuyasha? They must be getting along great. "Don't worry about it." Her voice was level, no bitterness at all. Of course, she had no reason to be. Kagome was the one who'd been ditched. "I completely understand."

"Well then," He sounded relieved. "I'm glad you're not angry with me. I really am trying." He didn't sound very sincere, but again, that wasn't her problem.

"I know." She almost added the word 'dad' but then thought it'd be too weird. "And I'm grateful to you for it."

"No need to be grateful." She could hear the smile in his voice. "And if easy lessons from Hojo make you this pleasant, I'll have to have a talk with him. I'd like to keep you this way."

"Me too." She smiled, saying goodbye when he initiated the end of their conversation. Still smiling, she handed the phone to Akira.

"That went well." The burly bodyguard commented. It was the first complete sentence any of the guards had directed to her.

"Yes." She looked thoughtful. "It did." She had to admit, she kind of liked Kagome's dad. He didn't try to have one of those long drawn out family discussions her parents would sometimes whip up, and he didn't really expect much of her. Her own parents weren't exactly slave drivers, but they always wanted her to be more social, more friendly, like her brother.

Here, people seemed happier when she was herself.

When she saw Inuyasha it was impossible to hide the relief on her face. Seeing him made it hit her that the long horrible day was finally over. From here on out, the day would be stress free.

She hoped.

Slipping into the passenger seat, she buckled her seatbelt. "High school is a nightmare." She informed him, leaning back against her seat and closing her eyes.

"Welcome to the real world, princess." He told her without venom, looking through the rear window in order to back out of his parking place. He didn't ask about her day, and after that opening she was kind of annoyed.

"Aren't you going to ask me why?" She demanded, opening one eye to glare up at him.

"Nope." He grinned. That was it. He turned his attention back to the road and completely ignored her.

With a huff, she adjusted herself in her seat. "Well if you must know," She began, ignoring the wry look he gave her. "You're the one who ruined it for me." She fixed him with a ferocious look. "You thought I'd changed because of a guy?" She reminded him. "Well guess what was the only excuse I could think of when that Yuri girl asked me about it!"

"You're kidding!" He chuckled. "You are a moron." He seemed to forget it was his sister's reputation she was ruining, not her own.

"Thanks." She said dryly, rolling her eyes. "I think I've figured that out by now. It gets worse." She pressed on, purposefully ignoring his superior attitude, as if in similar circumstances he could have done better.

He managed to stay cool and aloof up until she told him the name of the boy she'd seen on the motorcycle. "Kouga!" He repeated, swearing as he the car swerved. He quickly got it back under control. "You friggin said you changed because of that screw up!"

"Um . . ." She shrugged, not wanting him to berate her anymore then she already had herself. "Yeah?" She pretended to be interested in the dashboard.

He glared at her. "No sister of mine is going to go prancing around with Kouga." The way he'd said it made it sound like a dirty word and she almost wanted to wash his mouth out with soap.

The tone of command he'd used irritated her. "Well I'm not exactly you sister now am I?" She retorted.

"Obviously not, since she has a brain! What were you thinking?" He demanded, managing to keep control of the car this time.

"I wasn't thinking, alright!" She exploded. "I'm a bad liar! Usually that's a good thing, not some kind of character flaw!" She paused. "Besides, why is Kouga so much worse than any other guy?"

He kept his eyes on the road, for which she was thankfully since she felt the intensity of his gaze would have stung. "I hate him." He said simply, his tone bordering on dangerous.

"Oh." She said in a small voice. "That explains a lot." Like why people were whispering. It hadn't just been Kouga's reputation for being a tough guy. He was a tough guy her own tough guy brother hated with a passion.

Boy had she royally screwed up.

Inuyasha didn't speak to her the rest of the day, and surprisingly, it didn't make her happy.

It made her feel lonely.

To cure her boredom, before bed she went and sat outside his door telling him exactly what had taken place with her and Kouga after school that day. She figured once he knew the whole story he'd see it wasn't really that big of a deal.

He completely ignored her, but she felt better just talking to him. She might hate the arrogant moron but he was the only one she could talk to as herself. As Kagome.

The next morning, she went down for breakfast, colliding with Inuyasha as he raced up the stairs. That wouldn't have been so bad if they hadn't fallen all the way down to the first level. And if he'd had a shirt on.

"Inuyasha!" She groaned, pushing herself off of him and blushing furiously. "You idiot! You can't walk around half naked in your house anymore!"

"Does it bother you?" He grinned wickedly. She glared in the direction of his voice, forced to guess because her eyes were shut tight.

"Yes!" She added a hand over each eye for emphasis. "Your body is not something I want to see in the morning."

"Then don't look." He said simply. She heard him get up and start to climb the stares.

"You're in a surprisingly good mood." She commented after him, her back still to him.

She could practically feel his smirk. "I had a chance to think some things over last night." He ignored her snort and the mumbled "You? Think" and pressed on. "Kouga doesn't have a lot of experience with girls. He likes them well enough, but he's never really thought about it. After making a difference in your life like he did," She could almost see his eyes dancing wickedly. "He'll be thinking about you more than any other girl. And we can use that."

This time she did turn to face him, keeping her eyes riveted on his face rather then anywhere else. "We can?" Her voice was a cross between doubtful and worried.

"Yup." His grin was positively devilish. "You're going to make Kouga fall for you and break his poor little heart." He continued before she could interrupt with a vehement refusal. "Or I tell the whole world it's Kagome Higurashi living under my roof."

She stared at him.

Her growing glare did nothing to diminish his grin.

See? I updated UBER quick! Tell me you guys aren't seriously pitying Kagome. Her situation went from bad to worse to screwed. I'm horrible! Also, the whole lonely bit? That's just because he's the only one who knows her secret. She's nowhere NEAR in love with him yet.

Now, for all you people who read chapter 4? Don't let that stop you from telling me how you liked this one! (or if you disliked it) I LIVE for feedback, and it's your support that made me update as fast as I did (and my own sudden fit of inspiration).

Rogue Pryde.

P.S. I finished this last night but it was 1 AM so I decided to save it till the next day so I could go over any errors. Sorry about that!