Thanks to the reviewers...I'm only responding to the Chapter three reviewers 'cause I'm really lazy...sorry to those of you who are left out and sorry to those of you who I've misspelled the names of, please cry evil smile

The Evil Liar- Hmmm...many people have come out and asked me why...let's just say that Kagome is one of those people who are nice to everyone. She likes to welcome the new students...and the new employees of the school...make sense? Thanks for the review!

xHikari-808x- Why did the janitor call Kagome 'mother'? Well...It wasn't a mistake of mine, guess you'll just have to keep reading ; )

shan- For starters....I know it's confusing when I switch to new characters...I only do that because I'm trying to reveal their characters furthur along in the story. Sorry for all the confusion. Thanks for the suggestions! Why was Inu in jouvie? well...it's vaguely stated in this chapter, I'll explain a little more later on, please keep reading!

Lady Akina- Yea, Kouga did frame Inuyasha...you got it! And the 'cashier' thing, let's just say...that wasn't really a cashier!

Apri-Chan- Thanks for the review! I'm glad you like it! And...I'm flattered!

Black-Fire Eclipse-Um...thanks for the review! I'd say more, but it's not like you had any questions or anything...

priestessmykala-Err...um, Kool I guess! Thanks for the review! : )

Cassiopeia91- Well...even though people tend to form cliques(Whether or not they realize it) I decided that wasn't the approach I wanted for this story. It's about people...well a little more than that, but...I'm focusing more on their feelings then their habits...get what I'm saying? No. Damn...

Chapter Four: The Next Morning

He was kicking a can down the street. Where the hell was she? I understand that her curfew's changed, but I need to talk to her! He shoved his hands in his pockets and looked up in the sky. I thought that when I finally got out of that hellhole I would have some fun. But ever since Kagome went to visit me I've been all depressed. What's wrong with me? I didn't think of her that much while I was in jouvie, but now...she's all I can think about. She was the only one to come in and visit me, and I treated her like shit. I have to talk to her. Kagome, where are you?

He brushed his silver hair behind his ear. Well, I guess I'll see her at school today. He looked down at his black school uniform. It was new; the ones he wore before he was in jouvie were too small now.

Where am I going anyways? I don't want to go to school now. My teacher will make me do homework or something, that Chemistry crap is hard...

He continued to mope as he walked towards the outskirts of the city, to his school. Step by slow step. He wanted to get away from everything, but he couldn't let go. I'm tired of my brother, of my 'family and friends'! I'm sick of my teachers, my school, and my probation officer! But if I leave...what happens to Kagome? What if she gets hurt? It will be all my fault, I once told her that I'd always protect her, can I let her down now? No, that would be wrong. I've made enough mistakes…

He rounds a street corner; there he found Kouga. He was in the center of his little gang. Inuyasha assumed they were all laughing at some 'hilarious' joke of his…

He saw Kouga close his mouth and glare at him. Inuyasha matched his stare with a gleam of his own. Soon the whole gang was staring at Inuyasha.

"Why you- get away from Kouga you shit head! All you do is bother our leader!" Said a small punk. He appeared to be just a freshman, a small freshman at that. Obviously he didn't know Inuyasha very well.

"Oh, so he's your leader now…that's cute." Inuyasha chuckled. He walked up to the crowd.

The freshman's eyes widened. "I said get away! No one speaks about Kouga like that!"

Inuyasha ran to the boy. Apparently he wasn't even seen moving, judging by the expression on the kid's face. He was a hanyou after all, quite fast. The boy gulped and held out his fists in a fighting stance. "Do you actually expect to beat me punk?" Inuyasha smirked. "You may be a youkai, but you didn't see me run up to you. If you think you can beat me as slow as you are, well, I guess you could give it a try…but you won't even touch me."

The boy's cheeks darkened and he swung at the hanyou. "Grr… I will not take any of this!" He growled. However, he missed, Inuyasha had dodged. He froze. He obviously had no experience in fighting with hanyou or youkai; he could only beat humans. That skill alone was not enough for him now. He knew that now, it was written all over his face.

"Inuyasha, leave the kid alone, it's me you want." Kouga pushed through his friends. "Ginta, come watch a professional."

Inuyasha, being as impatient as he is, swung first and aimed for Kouga' s face. However, the youkai dodged it easily. "Too slow." The angry hanyou sent several strong punches in Kouga' s way, but he missed every time. "Inuyasha, I thought you were better then this, obviously you've gotten a little rusty.

Inuyasha's eyes glinted; a red fury was growing in them. Kouga new he was making his opponent mad, his eyes danced. Kouga gracefully picked his foot up and kicked Inuyasha in the jaw. "Shit!" Inuyasha raised his hand to his chin.

The group of youkais laughed. Their master was winning the fight. They looked upon Kouga with pride.

"I wouldn't laugh if I were you." Kouga yelled at them. They suddenly became silent and gave Kouga a quizzical look. "You don't know him as I do. You don't know him for what he used to be. He USED to be my greatest challenge. But then he became soft. Soft for a human." Kouga cracked his knuckles and sent a devilish look towards Inuyasha.

"If my memory serves me correct, you fancy Kagome. Am I right Kouga?" Inuyasha challenged.

"Not nearly as much as you. But even so, I didn't become soft and stupid as you did."

Inuyasha fumed. If that bastard is going to feel anythingfor Kagome, he will not mock her!

"Don't be stupid Kouga!" He yelled. "You just haven't had a worthy opponent in a while, but deep down, you're just as soft as a Beagle's nut sac." (That line came from my conceptual theorist, my big bro, AKA Butt Mole…no he doesn't have a pen name)

Kouga stopped himself as he was about to swing at Inuyasha's stomach. "…Beagle's nut sac?"

Inuyasha shrugged, smirked, and then slammed Kouga' s face in.

"Hey you-you cheated" Ginta stuttered. A small line of blood trickled down from the crease of Kouga' s mouth.

"Damn Inuyasha, what are you so worked up about? Girl problems? What? Don't tell me you're not getting any!" He cracked a smile as he dodged an incoming blow. "Or is it that Kagome's still upset with you? She should be, you've caused her nothing but trouble." Inuyasha froze.

He's right, that's all I've done, cause her trouble. And didn't I tell my self that I wouldn't hurt her again? ...I think she likes Kouga…if I hurt him she'll get upset. So does that mean that right now I'm fighting a loosing battle?

He stood there as Kouga kicked him and punched him. "What's a matter now dog boy? Oh, so you're not talking. I guess that since you've been in jouvie all these years you think your stronger then me. Well that's not it you're just dumber then us, to let yourself get caught like that. And just to let you know." He punched Inuyasha in the chest for the third time. "I will make Kagome mine…she's already softening up to me. She's given up on your reckless ass!"

That made Inuyasha mad. No one talks about Kagome like that. No one will 'make her theirs' as long as I'm here to stop it!

He punched Kouga in the face, harder than the first time. The youkai quickly fell to his knees. "Wha?" He questioned as he stared at the furious hanyou.

"First I do something on your behalf. I help you beat off those jerks at the car show. And then when I get caught, you don't back me up, even though you knew I only got in that fight to help your sorry ass!" He punched Kouga in the stomach. "And then you go and frame me for this murder that you committed!" He slammed his elbow onto Kouga' s left shoulder, breaking it easily. The youkai hadn't moved since he had first fallen. "And to make things worse!" Inuyasha continued. "I don't even know who this kid you murdered is! Why would I want to kill anyone anyways? I may not be nice, nor do I have the best rep, but murder isn't my style. And besides, this Houjo guy that you killed, he was the first nice guy who actually took interest in Kagome. I knew I couldn't have her, I don't deserve her, and you certainly don't either, but he did! In fact!" He punched Kouga' s cheek. "He's the only person I'd behappy with her ending up with! Because what I did know is that he was a nice kid, who liked Kagome for decent reasons, not for her ass!"

Kouga' s friends flung themselves at Inuyasha, though the angry hanyou brushed each of them away. Inuyasha took one last swing at the youkai' s chest and turns away. Shit, I didn't mean to do that much! He straightened his tie and walked towards the school. I'm in so much shit now if anyone finds out about this!

And then he heard himself yell. "And leave Kagome alone! She's not ment for you!"

"And what about you? Was she ment for you?" He could hear Kouga spit out through the blood in his mouth

She's not ment for me either…

She was eating her breakfast, dried Frosted Flakes with a cup of orange juice. She jumped when she heard a loud thud from outside. She looked outside the window, nothing unusual. She could tell it was a few streets down, but that didn't matter. There was construction going on over there. In fact, she had just gotten used to all the noise that it made. She just found it odd that they were making noise this early in the morning.

She shrugged and put her dishes up.

She walked up the stairs and into her room. The sun lighted it up even though the lamp was not turned on. "What a nice day." She smiled and walked to her open closet, and there she grabbed her uniform.

She buttoned the plaid skirt at her waistline, and tucked in her white blouse. "Now, where did I put my vest?" She asked herself as she dug around her messy room. "Ah ha! She raised the cloth in triumph and slid it on over her head. "I better hurry up!" She reminded her self as she sat on her bed. She slid on her socks. Then she put her hand under her bed and grabbed her loafers for school. She slid them on, grabbed her backpack, and rushed out of her room.

"Oh sweetie, you're leaving now?" Her mother kissed her on the forehead. "Have a nice day." She smiled at her mother and nodded. She walked to her father who was reading the morning paper.

"Do good in school girl, and make sure your brother actually goes there today. He's playing at a friend's house, but it's on your way to school so…you know what to do." She nodded and kissed him on the cheek. It was always her job to drag him to school, and she knew that.

"Bye!" She waved as she walked out of the door.

"Bye." Her parents said in unison as she walked out.

She looked ahead of her and walked towards the school. She turned on the street where her brother would surely be. She hummed as she walked furthur down the street. "Broth-!" She stopped yelling when she felt something under her shoe. "Eww! I stepped in gum this early in the morning? This' s just great!" She lifted up her foot. And to her surprise the sticky substance was not gum...it was blood.

Her jaw trembled as she looked at the red ground before her. "Oh my God!?" She looked around, only to find her brother. He was lying on the ground face down. His skateboard was lying under his ankles. His back was torn and bloody, covered with bullet holes. Blood was dripping from his open mouth. "No." She whispered. "No." She said a little louder. "No. No!" She yelled and then burst into tears. "This isn't happening!" She covered her eyes and ran off. "Help someone, please! Help me!" She flailed her arms about her. I have to be dreaming! This can't be happening...No...

"Wake me up!" She yelled. "Can't wake up!"What? This isn't my voice? "Call my name and save me from the dark!" What, who is this? She heard music. Where am I? This isn't coming from me! She flung her arms around. She was surrounded, but where was she? Help! She wanted to scream, but her voice wouldn't come to her. My brother's been shot! He's dying! Help me! Help him! Where are my parents! Where am I!

She could feel herself sweat. She was panicking.

(Confused? Just keep reading…)

He slammed his hand down on the noisy alarm clock. Ugg...it's too early in the morning! He smung his legs off the side of his bed and scratched the back of his head. He rubbed his eyes and stood up. He cracked his back and stretched his arms. "Better hurry up or I'll be late to work again."

He walked across the hall and to the kitchenette. The fluorescent light was on, and had been on all night long. The pale green countertops reflected the light. He shaded his eyes and walked towards the refrigerator. He grabbed the loaf of bread that was sitting on the top of the large appliance. "When I get paid I am so gonna eat better then this. Sheesh, toast for breakfast, I feel poor." But the truth was, he wasn't poor. There were people much worse off then him, he was just used to living in luxury like he did in his parents' home.

He ate the bread once it was warmed. It tasted dry, he didn't appreciate it much. He then proceeded to find his car keys.

Where the hell did I put those things! He dug through the kitchen drawers. I'm going to be so very late now! Shit! He frantically dug through the mess on the living room floor.

"Wait a minute." He stood up and walked to the shelf by the front door. "There they are." They were resting on the shelf, next to the pictures he had of his family.

He took a moment to look at the photos.

There was his friends all grouped in a graduation photo. They were all smiling brightly, they were each flashing a bright smile. That was a good day. He picked the image up and looked at each of his friends. Heheld it up to the light so that he could see it better. A slip fell from the back of the frame. "What's this?" Hebent down to pick the picture up. Heturned it over, and was noe looking at a teenage girl. She looked sad, she wore a frown and was looking down at the ground.

Her dark brown hair covered her eyes. It was long, it reached her waist. She was wearing a maroon sweater and black jeans. She looked so very sad. Why do I still have this picture of Sango? And why was she so sad that day? I can't remember... He slipped it behind the graduation photo, where he had found it.

He looked to the next picture. Koharu... It was his girlfriend. She adored him, more than any girl ever had before. He loved her so much now. She was the reason he had moved to this new town, so he could be with her while she worked on her case. She was the District Attorney after all, she had to go where ever she was needed. I love you Koharu, but I remember, in high school, there was this girl much different from you...I think I might love her more...

He shook his head and looked at the next picture, his mother. She was smiling brightly. Her black hair framed her face perfectly, her midnight blue dress allowed her beautifully pale skin to stand out. Mother, I miss you... If only I could see you smile like that again. He bit his lip and looked to the next frame. In the picture there was a tall man. He was holding Miroku's mother by the waist and smiling. She was smiling too, they both looked happy. "That lying bastard...he said he loved her, but if he did, how could he do that!" Miroku found himself getting angry. He turned the picture face down so he could calm down. Chill out, he's gone now.

He clenched his wrists and walked out of the door.

He walked out of his apartment and walked into his car. It was a new Ford Mustang. He'd worked hard for that car, saved all through high school. This was his first car even though he was in his twenties. He drove quickly to the parking garage. It was only a couple of miles away. He didn't even listen to music, he just stared at the road.

He quickly got out of the garage. I will not be late! I've barely had this kob for a week! He jogged past the fast foos restraunt in order to get to his work. Then he noticed an old Saturn with blood stains on the windows. "What the hell!" He quickly dashed to the car. I don't care if I'm late, someone might be hurt!

He quickly opened the door, exposing a crying Sango who was lying in a fetile position. Her hands were bleeding, her legs were cut, and she was sobbing uncontrolably.

"What the hell happened!"He yelled as he grabbed her in his arms. He slid himself onto her seat and held her on his lap. "Sango, are you okay!"

She didn't even seem to notice him. She was whispering something, repeatedly, but he could not hear. He leaned his ear forward to understand her.

"Help him! Help him! He's dying!" She whispered as she was shaking. He noticed that she was asleep...dreaming perhaps.

"Sango! Sango calm down! It's alright! No one is dying!" He lightly shook her.

She opened her eyes and looked for the voice screaming her name. Miroku?...And it was. "Miroku!" She hugged him tightly. "I saw Kohaku die again! I was so scared! And I went to call for help...and then there, there was this music!" She fell into tears again and cried into his chest. He raised an eyebrow.

Music? He looked at the CD player, "Let's see..." He said to himself as he pressed the eject button. "Evenescence? Well, maybe that's what you heard." He tried to comfort her.

Wait...now I remember why she was so sad when I took that picture. Her brother had been shot that day. He had died...she had found him...

In his arms was the same girl that was in the picture, a sad, broken girl, who needed someone. And once again, he wouldmake an effort to be that person.

"Please go."

"What?" He looked down at the woman on his lap.

"Please go."

"But-but you're hurt!"

"I hurt myself when I was dreaming. I was waving for help in my dream, and I waved in this car too. I must have beaten up my wrists on the windows. I'm okay." She picked herself up and steppe dout of the car. "I'll clean up, please go."

What a change in emotions... He got up, smiled, and walked to work. He had learned to listen to her, if anyhting after all the years he'd known her. She'll be okay...she's strong. I just can't believe she hurt herself in a dream. Maybe she needs help...

Or maybe she just need someone to love her and not walk away.

Is it morning already? She slowly opened her eyes. She looked out of the window. The sun was awfully high in the sky. What time is it? Why didn't mom wake me up yet? Kagome rubbed the sleep from her eyes. She streched her arms and got out of bed, the cold wood floor shocked her. Not because it was cold...because her bed room didn't have a wooden floor.

Where am I! She looked around the gloomy room. There was a bear light bulb on the ceiling, it appeared to be burnt out. The sun was the only thing lighting up the room. She squinted her eyes and looked at the wall. What the hell? A shrine? Of...me? On the wall were hundreds of pictures of her. She was smiling. She was posed for each picture, dancing or sitting daintily. She was holding small children in some, and was surrounded by adults in others.

But it wasn't her either. She'd never met any of those people, and never worn any of those clothes, so who was that?

And on the the dresser there was a mold of her face. Clay? What, what is all of this? She walked up to the mold. Its face was slightly mishappen, but it was still clearly her. The hair was a mess. It looked like separatepatches of hair were glued on around the skull. And eachpatch was slightly a different color.

She assumed the groups of hair were different horse tails. How gross! She reached out to hold one. This is awfully smooth to be horse hair. She ran the hair through her hands. .In fact, it almost feels human . She reached for her ponytail to compare.

Her eyes widened. What the-? I have no hair! She grabbed at her hair, but it had been...cut off? What? Who? How? She pulled out the scuncci and her now short hair fell around her face. Where did it all go! She held what was left of her hair between her fingers.

She looked at one of the groups of hair near the ear. She could see a string for the scuncci that had, at one time, held her hair up. Oh no, don't tell me..

It appeared that each bunch of hair on the mold wa sin fact human, but it wasn't all hers, so...

"Eek!" She lightly screeched. Where am I? She looked down at her body. I wasn't wearing this yesterday! I've never seen this outfit before! She pulled at the dress.

She was panicking now. She ran out of the room. "Where am I?" She whispered to herself. She looked at the next room witch seemed to be a living room. And there was the front door! She could see the street from outside the window.

She quickly ran to the door. She tried to steady her hands so that she could hold the door knob. Gotta get out, gotta get out! She chanted to herself as she struggled to pull the heavy door open. "Kyyyah!" She yanked the door open and looked out of the street. I have to get home! Call the police! She could feel her heart leap as she took her first steps out. But where do I go?

But she wouldn't have to make that decision now. She felt a cold hand cover her mouth.

"Such a noisy girl. If you don't shut up I might get in trouble, and you wouldn't want that now would you?" Came a haunting voice from behind her. She nodded her head. Agree with the enemy, maybe he won't hurt you!

She felt the cold blade of a knife at her neck. Shit!

With Miroku:

He'd just hung up his phone as he walked into the office. Whick one of Koharu's friends saw me with Sango? Great, now she's all mad at me! I can't go any where with out someone spying on me!...and that was his only qualm with her. She didn't trust him one bit, and that annoyed him, it really ticked him off.

He walked into the main hallway, he was definately late for work now.

"Miroku!" He looked up at Mr. Shippo. : )

"Yes sir?" He asked guiltily, he knew he was in trouble.

"You've practically been given a free ride! We've given you a home, helped you pay for your flashy car, and even given you a decent job! You could at least work up to you responsibility! You're an important part of this case, you have to some on time from now on, and you have to be prepared to do your job!"

That reminds me... "Why is it so important that I take this job?"

The red haired man looked down. "No reason in particular." He nodded his head, as if clearing his own answer.

"There must be some reason!" Miroku yelled.

Shippo looked to the left and to the right. Then he leaned in, close to Miroku's ear. "Look, all I know is that you and the murderer have suffered the same kind of trauma. No one understands them, so the guys high up there thought that you might." Shippo backed up. Looked both ways, and walked down the hall to his office.

Trauma? Could them mean...? But that wasn't anything physical, why would they care about that anyways?

And that's it! Yes...i know it was a lilttle rushed...sorry!

Sorry for the spelling mistakes!

I hope some little things were cleared up! Inuyasha was put in jouvie because Kouga wouldn't tell anyone that Inuyasha injured some people in self defense...If that doesn't make enough sense...please give ask me the question again, I'll try to answer it! And yea...I know I've been kinda stubborn with that so far...sorry!

Please R & R ...I wanna hear the good, the bad, and the ugly!