Kagome sat through her classes impatiently. If she couldn't concentrate before, she really couldn't concentrate now. Images of Miroku kept popping into her head, and she felt as if she was having a heart attack from anxiety.

What if he wanted to meet her because he actually loved her back?

Then again, what if he wanted to meet her because he wanted to ask her about Sango? As she considered this, she was interrupted by a sharp kick from Chisa, who was sitting behind her. As she snapped out of dream world Miroku, she looked around. The whole class was sniggering- but why? Horrified, she dove for her purse, sure she had something on her face, when she heard Mr. Fujimoto saying something.

"Kagome? Can you answer the question?"

Her lips wouldn't move. All she could do was shake her head no and slide out of her seat. She knew the punishment for daydreaming. She grabbed the buckets of water closest to the door and headed out to the hall.

"Kagome?"

"Miroku!..."

It seemed that she wasn't the only one with a lot on her mind today.

"Let's split this place, Kagome."

Normally Kagome wouldn't have ditched her punishment for anything in the world, but today it seemed her brain was on vacation, and her heart had taken over.

Miroku grabbed her by the hand and led her behind the storage closet outside. Kagome started to say something, but before she could get anything out, Miroku silently put a finger over her lips. Before she knew what was happening, Miroku had his hands around her and their lips were locked in a passionate embrace. She closed her eyes, her heart racing. This was what she had wanted, wasn't it?

As they slowly pulled away from each other, they looked at each other. All Kagome could see was the gentle lust and possibly love in his eyes.

But as she stood there, convinced that she finally was happy, when gentle wave of happiness went back to sea and in came the tidal wave of emotions she knew would come sooner or later. Fear, rejection, and disappointment with her self… her emotions tangled into a web she could no longer handle.

But they didn't matter right now.

She couldn't explain it, but right now all her emotions were over-ridden. Right now, nothing really mattered except getting another kiss. She would deal with the consequences later. After another long embrace, she panicked. All the emotions she had been holding back came flooding into her mind, and sensing that she had done something horribly wrong she grabbed her purse, turned, and did the only thing she could do.

She ran- she ran like the devil was coming for her soul, and she ran all the way home.