Ecstasy

by Killer Instincts

Kagome's a girl who's having problems passing high school, let alone her secret identity as a miko. And when she finds a friend who can match her in agruing. Sound friendly? The students at her demon hunting boarding school hate him because of what he is.

4. chapter 4

Ecstasy

Chapter Four

Kagome trudged up the front steps of the high school. She hated Monday mornings…hell she just hated Mondays period. Kagome paused right outside the front doors and debated running away.

Miroku glanced back at his sister; he rolled his eyes, grabbed her by the arm, and pulled her through the entrance. "I'm not going to let you skip our first day of school again…not this time anyway."

"But I don't 'wanna' go to school." She protested as he dragged her through the busy crowd towards the principal's office.

Miroku chuckled back at her. "Nobody does…at least not normal people." He eyed two short boys; wearing suspenders, thick glasses, greasy hair, and inhalers in their hands, as they ran past him shouting about being late. The two turned the corner and nearly tripped over each other, their thick bifocal glasses falling to the floor. Both began feeling around for their glasses as people stepped over and around them. What were those two in such a hurry for? School started in fifteen minutes. Weird.

Kagome and Miroku entered the office, almost getting trampled by the school secretary for being out of dress code. Dress code? Apparently girls couldn't wear flip-flops and tank tops. Kagome had never been in a school that had actually enforced the dress code. Well, they might have when she was in Rhode Island…she never actually showed up for any of her classes to know. Her grandmother ended up having to home school her just to keep her in the right grade.

The principal smiled up at them when they walked into his small office. He was an attractive man, with long black hair that reminded Kagome of Headmaster Dante's, he had narrow green eyes, but they betrayed his oddly kind smile. "You two must be the Hirugashis."

Kagome and Miroku nodded as the principal indicated for them to take a seat which Kagome reluctantly took.

"Welcome to Deep Forest High School…we're very pleased to have you Mr. And Ms. Hirugashi. I'm Mr. Onigumo…but you can just call me Naraku…most student's do." He stood up and walked around his desk to stand in front of them. "Here are your schedules." He handed them each a piece of paper with a list of their classes, their locker number, and its combinations.

Kagome compared her schedule with her brothers, even though Miroku was a year older than her; they were both in the same grade. Kagome's idiot of a brother had failed a lot of his classes last year so they held him back a year. Kagome noticed that they had English together. A small smile spread across her lips. At least she knew somebody.

Kagome and Miroku left the office and wandered down the halls towards their first classes. Kagome had Chemistry and Miroku had Math Tech III.

Kagome took a deep breath as she opened the door and silently walked into her Chemistry class, taking a seat in the very back. She sat there as quietly as she could, trying her best to remain unnoticed as the bell rang and the teacher took role. When the elderly man called her name she just half heartily said 'here', hoping no one would realize she was new or that they didn't recognize her name. What? It's only the third week of school. It could happen. But unfortunately the teacher, a short man who went by the name Mr. Myouga, smiled up at her. "You must be the new student."

Kagome groaned and nodded as the entire class turned around and stared at her. From what Kagome could gather, this school was so small that it wasn't very often that anybody new showed up…either that or she had something on her face.

Mr. Myouga ushered Kagome to come down to the front of the class. "Come introduce yourself Miss."

Kagome sighed and treaded up next to the almost hilariously short teacher. "I'm Kagome." That was it, her big long introduction. She gestured to go back and sit down but the teacher asked her a question.

"Where are you from?"

She grumbled inwardly. Kagome didn't like being the center of attention. She hated people…most people. "New York."

The short man smiled. "Ah…the big apple, I've always thought about going there, but I've never had the chance to." He turned to the class. "Does anyone have any questions for Ms. Hirugashi."

"Do we really have time for this?" The miko groaned, trying to get out of the class wide interrogation from hell.

Mr. Myouga smiled. "We're on block schedule Miss, we have all the time in the world. Any questions?" he repeated to the class.

A jock looking guy in a letter man jacket snickered. "What's with all the black? Haven't you ever heard of color?" A few people laughed, but seeing as half the class was filled with goths and skaters, he mostly just got stuff thrown at him.

Mr. Myouga scowled at him. "Any other questions?"

A girl raised her hand. "What's it like in New York?"

Kagome leaned back against Mr. Myouga's desk. "Over populated…busy, and sort of boring."

"Boring?" the girl practically gasped. "How can New York be boring?"

Kagome nodded, "Well to me it was. Nothing that exciting ever happened…except for a few things."

"What kind of things do you like?" a boy in the back asked. Kagome eyed him. He was cute. He had a dark tan skin, shoulder length dark brown hair, and much like her he was clad in black, spikes, and chains…he was wearing a trench coat! Kagome had wanted one, but they could be really expensive and her grandmother wouldn't let her get one, said they got in the way while demon hunting. From what Kagome could tell, by the way he sat, the way many girls were drooling at him, and by the way he smirked…the guy was a womanizer. He was tall…she thought, and he was very…easy on the eyes.

Kagome shrugged her shoulders as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Not much, just your average things. I like music…movies…watching TV…fighting…soccer…arguing with my brother…and being lazy."

The boy chuckled. "What's your fav movie?"

Kagome's smile spread from ear to ear. "Interview With a Vampire."

One girl practically fainted. "Brad Pitt plus vampire equals sexiness."

Kagome giggled as the trench coat guy asked her another question. "What about your fav band?"

"AC/DC…of course."

He smirked. "What's you favorite song by them?"

"Big Balls." Some balls are held for charity and some for fancy dress, but when they're held for pleasure they're the ones that I like best…

Mr. Myouga gave Kagome a skeptical look for her suggestive answer. "Any other questions?"

The boy, who seemed to be the only one interested anymore, continued. "You go to Milestone Manner don't you?"

Kagome nodded.

"I thought I recognized you…I saw you with Headmaster Dante the other day when you came to our class for Sango."

Kagome smiled subconsciously, she liked Sango. "What team are you on?"

He sat back in his chair, crossing his arms behind his head. "A…you?"

"B."

The class sat there silently in confusion. Teams?

"What's your name?" Kagome glanced up at him, by now the two had basically just began a conversation over the Chemistry class's head.

He smirked. "Why you 'wanna' know?"

Oh yeah, he's a self-centered, ego freak. Kagome shrugged her shoulders, not really caring whether she knew his name or not. "Whatever." She went to go sit back down but Mr. Myouga stopped her.

"I believe the lady asked you a question Mr. Otomo."

The boy, who had pissed Kagome off, shrugged his shoulders. "I'm Kino." He stared down at Kagome; she was hot. He liked her little attitude, he couldn't help it; he liked challenges. She was a very pretty girl, and from what he noticed…most of the guys in the room were thinking the same thing he was…though they didn't want to show it. People who generally dressed the way she was never really got that much attention, most people looked down on them. So naturally the preps, jocks, and such didn't want it known that they thought a 'freak' was pretty.

"What about you Mr. Osuwari?" The teacher asked as Kagome's head snapped up to see Inuyasha sneaking through the door hoping not to be noticed and counted late. "Do you have a question for our new student?"

Inuyasha glared at Kagome and then snorted "Not for that wench." Wench? Stupid-rude-son of a bitch-werewolf-bastard. Kagome eyed his black hair. She liked his white hair better; it was different from anything she had ever seen before…it was…pretty, though she would never tell that to the cocky asshole. It was weird…but she liked him better as a werewolf than as a human…the asshole's black hair and violet human eyes just didn't seem right.

Inuyasha went back and took a seat in-between the seat Kagome had sat her stuff at and Kino.

Kagome mumbled curse words under her breath as she went and took her own seat, receiving a growl from the werewolf in disguise.

He glared at Kagome as she leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes; Chemistry was the perfect class to take a nap in, so boring.

"Why is it that the second you show up…you're everywhere?"

Kagome winked open one of her eyes to lazily glance over at him. "Huh?"

Inuyasha fumed. "First you take my streets…now I have a class with you? You're stalking me aren't you?"

Kagome closed her eye and snickered. "Why on God's green earth would I stalk you? Nice little get up by the way. I can't even see the real you."

Inuyasha's violet eyes glared daggers at her. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" he hissed as the teacher started his lecture for the day.

Kagome shrugged her shoulders, "I can't see your puppy ears."

Inuyasha's face turned bright red. Had she just called his ears…puppy ears? "I'm not a damn dog." He whispered seethingly. "Even if I do get treated like one."

Kagome giggled and feigned sympathy in a baby voice. "Oh…is the poor little puppy stuck in the dog house."

Inuyasha suddenly wished he had a tranquilizer to either stab her to death with or knock himself out for a couple of hours. "You stupid bitch…I'm not a fucking dog…so would you just quit stalking me like some kind of psycho freak?"

Kagome turned around, leaned in, and stared him straight in the eye. "Who you 'callin' bitch…puppy-wuffy?"

Inuyasha sweatdropped. "Puppy…wuffy? Where the hell did that come from?"

The miko laughed, "you don't like pet names?"

Inuyasha snarled; he hated it when people used animal analogies with him and unfortunately Kagome had already figured that out, well actually she had just read his mind. "Enough with the animal shit already!"

Kagome sat back and folded her arms behind her head. "You can't make me, Spot."

Inuyasha wanted to scream bloody murder…but with Kagome being a miko…well he had seen that movie Carrie so he wasn't about to push it. "Fine have it your way…stupid bitch."

Kagome grabbed her notebook and smacked him one good time over the head for good measure.

"Ouch. What in hell's name did you do that for?"

"Don't call me bitch…puppy-wuffy. Face it, Inuyasha you're stuck with me. When we talked to the headmaster yesterday he said that all the streets had already been assigned or taken so I'm supposed to just stay and become your partner until he could figure something out. You might as well get used to me…because as much as I don't like you it doesn't look like I'm going anywhere. So you need to quit being such a jerk about it." Kagome snorted as she remembered yesterday. Kagome had spent her entire Sunday in an argument with Inuyasha and the Headmaster…it had been the worst day in her life. All Inuyasha had done was throw a fit and bitch and gripe about Kagome being dead wait that he didn't want to carry around. Though Kagome couldn't help but laugh, when Inuyasha got angry his wolf ears would turn bright pink and his eyebrow would twitch. It was kind of cute…in a weirdo dog way.

Kagome thought for a moment. If she was going to have to baby-sit a big over grown baby like Inuyasha…she could only pray that he was house trained. She sighed. "Hey Inuyasha…are you a pedigree?"

"Why me?" Inuyasha banged his head down on his desk. So this is why people commit suicide.

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The rest of Kagome's classes seemed to go by ok; she didn't have to introduce herself to the class again but once…though she had found out that three of her four classes were with Inuyasha. (Block schedule remember?) But it was lunch that had been the most interesting event of her day…

Kagome slowly made her way into the school's cafeteria. She wasn't that hungry but Miroku had insisted that he would pay for it and she wasn't about to turn down free food.

Miroku smiled at his sister as he grabbed four pieces of pizza and tossed them on his tray. "So how have all your classes been so far?"

Kagome snorted as she fingered her fork. "I had more fun at my grandmother's funeral."

Miroku frowned at her morbid answer. "You know Kagome?" He sighed as he handed the lunch lady the money for their food. "I remember a time when you used to actually be happy. I can still remember how you used to smile and laugh and God forbid you used to actually have friends."

Kagome rolled her eyes. "And then I got a li-"

"Let me finish." He interrupted her, he had been waiting to say this for a long time. He was on a roll and he wasn't about to stop. He kept his voice just below a whisper so only Kagome could hear. "It seems just like yesterday you used to be just like everyone else. You used to love to dance, cheerlead. I mean you used to love to listen to boy-bands…drove me crazy, but you did. Now it's nothing but all that angry…'lets go kill everybody' music."

Kagome went to protest, AC/DC was not 'lets go kill everybody' music, but Miroku just continued.

"You used to love to go out with your friends and…you used to wear those God-awful…pink frilly sundresses that mom used to make for you. Heck," he threw his free hand in the air as the other held onto his tray, "you used to get upset at me for cussing…but now you've got a dirtier mouth than I do. You used to smile, Kagome…but when mom and dad died you did a complete one-eighty. What happened to the annoying little girl that I used to know? What happened to the girl who used to cry at those damn chick-flicks? Kagome…I can remember when I used to pick on you and you'd go cry to mom…now you'd bite my damn head off if I even tried. I miss the old you, Kagome…the one that was actually happy." He leaned in close to glare her in the eye, "not the one who tried to kill herself…I don't like the new you. The Kagome I used to know was so high on life she'd never actually think about death. Somewhere in that…" he scanned her up and down, "black outfit of yours I know the real Kagome is just begging to come out. I want you to be happy again."

Kagome smiled weakly, she wanted to scream her head off at him…but instead: "get used to it, Miroku…the old me died in that fire along with mom and dad and Souta. I'm not about to change for anyone…not even you."

Miroku let out a deep sigh, knowing not to push Kagome into her angry mode. "I know…" he kissed her forehead. "I still love you regardless…even if I sometimes wonder."

Kagome rolled her eyes. she didn't know why she hadn't just yelled at her brother for his 'old Kagome' statement, maybe it was because he was right. She used to be happy. But that wasn't the real her anymore and there was nothing that could change that.

"So…" the miko sighed, trying to change the subject, she eyed Miroku's purple button-up shirt and white undershirt…that was her dads shirt, she could tell by 'The Who' printed across the front. The Who had been their dad's favorite band. "Where do you want to sit?"

Miroku smirked. "With Sango."

Kagome looked at him with a raised eyebrow. Miroku had that look on his face that just screamed 'red flag - red flag - step away with caution!'

"Oh no…" Kagome gasped. "You haven't tried to grope her have you?"

"Of course not!" His brown eyes rolled. "I just like her."

"Wait a minute. You've only talked to her once? How can you like someone that quickly?" Though this was Miroku she was talking about, it didn't take much to spark his interest…in a figure of speaking.

"I have a class with her." He smiled. "We have a lot in common." He trailed off down memory lain…

Miroku sat quietly in his Art class, his eyes never leaving the lump of play-dough that sat in front of him.

"Alright class, I'm going to assign each of you to a partner…I want you to make a sculpture out of the play-dough of your partner." He went down the list…"Sango Sakamoto and Miroku Hirugashi…"

Sango walked over to the round table that Miroku was sitting at and smiled. "Hey," she took a seat in front of him, "I remember you…you're Kagome's brother."

Miroku nodded, all his mental thoughts on controlling his infamous 'mind of its own' wandering hand. No groping no groping no groping…

Sango smiled as she began her statue and tried to start a conversation. "So…what kinds of things do you like?"

"Music…my life revolves around music."

Sango laughed. "What kind of music?" she began to work on her statue's arm.

"Mostly old stuff." No groping no groping no groping…he didn't want to be known as the pervert on his first day at a new school.

"Really? Like eighties music or like Elvis?"

"Eighties…and some seventies."

"Me too! What's your favorite band?"

Miroku laughed proudly as he showed her his white T-shirt. "The Who…who else?"

Sango's eyes sparkled. "I love that band…Behind Blue Eyes is one of my favorite song of all time. A classic."

Miroku's smile widened. "A girl after my own heart…what other bands do you like?"

"Mostly seventies and eighties music too…I LOVE the Eagles!"

Miroku's smile widened. "Do you like 'Take it Easy'?"

"Only the best song ever written into existence…what else?" She began to hum the spoken song. "Well, I'm running down the road…tryin' to loosen my load…I've got seven women on my mind…Four that wanna own me…Two that wanna stone me… One says she's a friend of mine."

Miroku easily caught onto the lyrics and joined in for the chorus. "Take It easy…take it easy…Don't let the sound of your own wheels…drive you crazy..."

The two laughed. "I absolutely love that song…" Sango squealed, "what about 'Hotel California'?"

Miroku smirked. "On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair…Warm smell of Coladas, rising up through the air…Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light…My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim…I had to stop for the night…There she stood in the doorway…I heard the mission bell…And I was thinking to myself…'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell'…Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way…There were voices down the corridor…I thought I heard them say... welcome to the Hotel California…Such a lovely place…Such a lovely face." He blushed, but she didn't seem to notice.

"Heaven or hell huh?" She laughed. Ok maybe she did.

"So what's your fav movie, Ms. Sakamoto?" He shined her a goofy and lopsided grin...his odd way of flirting and changing the subject.

"The Rocky Horror Picture show…though I doubt you've ever heard of it…"

Miroku pulled out his notebook and showed her the front cover proudly, a picture he'd printed from the Internet of Rocky and Frank N Furter dancing around was taped across the top. "I thought I was the only one who loved this movie…most people think I'm gay for liking a movie where aliens come from the planet 'Transsexual'."

"Are you kidding me?" Sango gasped as she forgot about her sculpture, "that movie is hilarious! My dad got it for me on DVD for my birthday. You can come over to my dorm room and watch it with me tonight. I'll even pop some popcorn."

Miroku blushed again. "Really?"

Sango nodded innocently.

Kagome rolled her eyes and waved her hand in front of her brother's face, because Kagome was a miko she had pretty much just watched Miroku's little flashback from a front row seat. "Should I leave you and your little fantasy alone for awhile?"

Miroku snapped back to reality as he glanced over at the table where Sango was sitting, waiting for him, and then back to Kagome. "No…I think I'm good now."

Kagome, easily catching the hint, just smiled. She caught a glimpse through one of the cafeteria's windows of Inuyasha sitting alone outside by a tree. "Why don't you just go sit with Sango…I'm gonna go outside."

Miroku frowned, but he was inwardly hugging his sister to death. "Are you sure you don't want to sit with us? There's plenty of room and it wouldn't be the same without you."

Kagome nodded. "I'm gonna go bug my favorite werewolf…you go break into another musical with Sango."

Miroku's eyes grew wide. "You read my mind again didn't you?"

Kagome giggled and nodded. "Hotel California? You fazed out on me…I had to figure out what the heck you were thinking about up in la-la-land. Now go on." She ushered him to go away.

"Thanks." Miroku whispered, kissed Kagome's cheek, and then skipped…yes skipped over to Sango's table.

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Kagome walked outside and over to Inuyasha, standing right in front of him. "Hey." She gave him a fake smile. In all honesty she really couldn't stand him, he seemed to want everyone to just leave him alone and let him rot to death as he pleased. He hated people and felt like the world was out to get him just because he was different. And Kagome had only known him for a few days and she had already figured this out. In a way he reminded her a lot of herself…and she hated it. But in all honesty, he was the only person she was comfortable around…or was willing to even go around for that matter. Basically although she hated him, he was better than going and having a nice little chat with the cheerleading squad…right before they tried to beat her to death with their pom-poms.

Inuyasha glared up at her as he opened a ketchup packet with his teeth. "Come to stalk me again?"

"Yep." She collapsed down beside him and took a bite of her pizza.

Inuyasha groaned as he stood up. "Fine…you can have the damn spot…I'll go somewhere else…stupid bitch." He mumbled under his breath. "Coming in on all my territory." He made like he was going to walk away but Kagome caught him by the hem of his shirt and pulled him back down on the grass beside her.

"Sit." She ordered.

Inuyasha grumbled. "Is this like some kind of torture tactic where you just completely follow me around and annoy me until I shoot myself in the head?"

"Wow. You're not as stupid as you look. You catch on quick." She took a bite of her pizza and then pulled off a pepperoni and set it aside on her plate, she always saved those for later.

Inuyasha began tugging at his black hair. "Why is it that you're so interested in killing me…are you really that dead set on sending me to hell just because I'm a damn werewolf?"

Kagome snorted. "Ok maybe I gave you too much credit. I don't care if you're a damn werewolf or not…shit…I'm a miko, you gonna condemn me to hell just because I'm a little different?"

"…"

"Didn't think so."

Inuyasha sat back against the tree and ignored her as best as he could, eating his chicken sandwich in silence.

Kagome did the same.

"Women." Inuyasha moaned under his breath. "They're too damn confusing."

"Men." Kagome moaned under her breath. "They're too damn easy to confuse."

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^__^; Okay I know this chapter wasn't very funny, but someone suggested that I needed more humor…and he was right. Thank you for the suggestion. ^__^ but I am trying to make this as funny as possible and still keep it as dramatic as I had planned. Also to the person who mentioned the thing about Shippou…HOLY CRAP! You like read my mind. I've already written the rough drafts for the next five chapters and that's almost exactly to what I have planned. Creepy. And if you've never seen or heard of the songs/bands/movies that I mentioned in this chapter I'm really sorry. I've always hated it when a story had something in it that I didn't know about. It made it confusing. So I apologize. Also to the Miroku fans that want him to get in on the action, don't worry…he's gonna live up to his reputation from the series. ^__~ but I don't think there will be a wind tunnel because I have no idea how to incorporate that into this incredibly badly written story. SORRY! But if you have any ideas, questions, comments, or suggestions? Just leave them in a review or email them to me and I'd be happy to answer them. And please do, it helps me (like the person who suggested the Shippou thing) know what you guys want me to write about so I can make this story the way you want it…and you might just figure a way to bring in the wind tunnel and whatnot. LOVE YOU! ! !