DISCLAIMER: okay. People. We need to establish something here. I didn't spend months living in prison for nothing. After a very well-planned and thought-through attempt to steal Inuyasha, I was still thwarted. ::hangs head:: he is unattainable by we lowly fans. I suggest that you stop searching for Rumiko two chapters into a story. (I feel your pain...)

(R/R: I like ripping off movies, I might do it more often! Although, CatCC was a book first...O.o)

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Chapter Two: Female 1: Sadistic Maniac!

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Kagome got to school right on time, like she did every day. She sat down at her desk and carefully arranged the homework she had completed the night before in neat little piles, ready to be turned in to each individual teacher. Folding her hands and looking up at the board, she waited for class to begin.

A female crowded her vision of the board, hands on her hips and a glare firmly fixed on her face as she regarded Kagome. Moments later, she was joined by two other girls, striking identical poses and standing at her left and right.

Eri, Ayame, and Yuka were staring down at her with varying levels of disgust on their faces.

"Kagome." Yuka said, eyes not believing what she was seeing. "How can you possibly be doing homework when there is pocky to consume?"

A large sweat drop made itself known on the back of Kagome's head. "Come again?"

Ayame pushed Yuka aside and turned a bag upside down on Kagome's desk, burying her homework under mounds of...

...boxes of pocky. Akurei pocky.

Kagome resisted the sudden urge to beat her head on her desk. "Guys..." she moaned.

"That's your share. You owe us fifty dollars, but if you find the ticket, we'll all give you a hundred to film the place and mail it to us,"

"You would sacrifice me just to see what the place looked like?" Kagome asked flatly. "No one ever comes out of there,"

"We know," they chimed.

"That's why we all have pocky too. Everyone is willing to search. Now eat, Kagome!" Eri announced.

The three wandered off, leaving Kagome to sift through the mountain of treats and attempt to rescue her homework.

Well...maybe one package won't hurt.

What if I find the ticket after all?

Will I just leave school, or...

Will I be excused from my classes?

That wouldn't be so bad...

Maybe I'll find it right off! That would be amazing.

But there's got to be a zillion to one chance that a random package of my selection will have the golden ticket.

Kagome grabbed a box off the top. Could it be...The One?

Before she could unwrap it, the clearing of a throat made her jump. Her attention snapped to the person standing over her left shoulder.

"Hiragushi, what are you doing?"

"Oh! Gomen ne, sensei, I was just...packing all of these up!"

The teacher looked at her skeptically before moving on to take up her position at the front of the class.

Kagome scooped all of the boxes into her backpack, thinking that she would save them for lunch. The One package, of her selection, she stuffed into her pocket.

It can wait until lunch.

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Inuyasha glanced over at Shippou as he entered the Candy Courtyard, not bothering to climb down from his licorice tree. If the kid wanted to talk to him, he knew where to find him.

Besides, the sounds of the TV set would have immediately alerted anyone to his whereabouts anyway. Inuyasha had hauled it up the tree with him, running an extension cord all the way back through the factory and up to the outlet outside the main gates.

"...so I hear they found one of the tickets," Shippou commented conversationally. "The girl looks pretty, Inuyasha,"

Golden eyes glanced down at the kid once again before flicking back to the pale-faced girl on the TV. "Feh. A little bit creepy if you ask me,"

"Oh, come on. She seems...educated," Shippou finished lamely, catching sight of the girl as she glared at a nearby newscaster.

"...Of course I'm going to take the ticket and go to the factory. And when I get there, I will kill anything inside and claim the pocky empire...AS MY OWN!"

"You were saying?" Inuyasha replied dryly, as the pale-faced girl cackled evilly at the news crew.

"I was...uh...hell, we didn't think that you would manage to pick up a weirdo. You still have one more chance left, and we can always change the statistics so that there's more than two tickets."

"Feh. Neither of them will be staying anyway."

Shippou glared, crossing his arms. "What do you mean, Inuyasha?"

"No one would ever want to stay here. Sure, you have no parents, and Sango and Miroku have lived here as long as I have, but a normal person? They're...regular, Shippou. They're not used to riding a ferry down a river of chocolate every morning to get to the shower. The shower of water, that is."

Shippou shrugged. "People have imaginations. Anyone would love this place. I was normal once, too."

"Shippou, think. In the outside world, how many places are you aware of that have edible flowers and lemonade showers?" Inuyasha paused for a moment. "That rhymed, didn't it?"

Shippou began to make some small sound of denial, but Inuyasha turned and began beating his head on the tree before the kid could.

"Must—Break—Irritating—Habit!" Inuyasha exclaimed between each connection of his head with the tree.

Shippou sighed and settled down, watching the news and waiting to see when pale-faced sadist would be arriving in his world.

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Kagome marched into lunch with a determined look on her face, all of her books in her arms and her backpack absolutely bursting at the seams with assorted boxes of pocky.

Her friends were waiting for her, tearing open package after package and discarding them in a slowly forming mountain at the end of their table. Kagome sat down and, ignoring the stares of their fellow students, opened her backpack.

Pulling the first box out of the pack, she ripped open one of the three packages waiting inside.

No luck.

She was scooping pocky into her backpack again about a half hour later, having been unsuccessful in each of her pocky selections.

On her way to her final class, she suddenly remembered the package that she had selected in homeroom.

Stealing into the bathroom as to not be caught by any hall monitors, Kagome pulled the package out of her pocket.

Yes, it was definitely discolored. Kagome crumbled it delicately in her hands, eyes widening when she felt something else crinkle along with the plastic package. Grabbing the edges of one end, she pulled.

Gold was there where gold should not have been.

Kagome would have passed out if Yuka hadn't walked into the bathroom at that exact moment. "Kagome? We lost you, you were right...be...hind...us, is that a golden ticket?!"

Kagome managed to nod.

"OH MY GOD, YOU GUYS GET IN HERE! KAGOME FOUND A GOLDEN TICKET!"

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heh.

I love Kagome's friends, they're so weird.

And if you're having problems visualizing the factory...think candyland, that diseased board game that absolutely everyone has played or owned at some point in their lives.

::shrugs::

preview of chap three:

"This is my chance to be something different, to become something! I can be famous like Shippou, I can be mysterious like Inuyasha! People all over the world will wonder about my fate, boys will wonder what I look like..."

tell me what you think of my weird story and my weird brain!

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