1Well I'm back ; (Did you miss me? XD) Well I was browsing my e-mail which I rarely do, and found out that I had some more reviews for this story, even a year after I posted the first chapter. So, I think to myself, "Hey, let's try this story out one more time!" And here I am. So with further ado, I present to you Chapter two.

.:Tsukaru:.

It's not like I expected to make friends anyway, it was only the first day.

Kagome submerged out of her bubbled warm bath water. The whole day was a constant struggle for her. She was late for fourth period, she couldn't find her locker anywhere, and to top it all off she didn't meet anyone that she could vision as any friend. Hell, she couldn't see any of these delinquents as acquaintances. She's to the point where she began to feel slightly lonely, maybe even lost in this world.

She pulled the drain to the tub, then wrapped a towel around her waist while peering at herself through the mirror.

I just have to give it time...

Yeah. Time. Time solves everything, right?

"Kagome are you getting changed for bed?" Her mother called to her from downstairs. Couldn't she wait until a girl could at least finish her bath?

"Yeah Mom, just now doing it."

"Did you do your homework?"

"Ugh, yes mother, it's done." There was a pause.

"Well, goodnight." Kagome's mother called out.

"'Night." So nosy.

The school itself she thought was all right. It was huge in her terms, and had great class selection. She was easily in all honors classes, and glad that they could keep her busy.

She popped her head into her shirt, and slid her arms in their respective sleeves.

"I'll make friends soon," she whispered, hoping for some reassurance. Moving away from home was more than tough, and it was lonely days like this one that made her miss her small and homely town.

She moved from Warsaw, Indiana, and although it was very unpopulated in town standards, she felt that it would always have a place in her heart, somewhere. She could remember the town hangout so clearly. Everyone called it "The Creek," and it was just an area of woods with a small path. Everyone from her school hung out there on weekends, and Kagome knew every person there. No one ever really moved into Warsaw, so most of her friends where people that she knew since Kindergarten. She was so close to them, and oh how she missed them now. Of course there was one person she missed most of all, the one person that made it so terribly hard to leave all the cornfields and farms.

Kagome crawled in bed and pulled the covers over her slim body with a sigh. Houjo, even thinking of the name wants to make her sob. He wasn't your average farmer boy. He had golden brown hair and the deepest eyes. He didn't have a stereotypical farmer's tan, no he was all one dark tone that looked even better with his white smile. It was so hard for Kagome to break up with him, but like her mother always said: "If you have a long distance relationship then might as well start looking for someone more locally, they never work out." But he cared so much for her...

She shut her eyes slowly. Tomorrow has to be a better day, she was sure of it. Unlike the night before, sleep embraced her with open arms, and tightened it's grip on her consciousness.

It will be better...

"Inuyasha, you okay?" Miroku's voice rang into the hanyou's ear. Inuyasha winced. He hated how some people talked so loud on the phone, he could hear them just fine if they whispered.

"Yeah I'm fine, why?" He grunted. It was almost midnight, why did he bother to call and ruin the movie that Inuyasha has been wanting to watch for so long?

"You weren't at school so I wondered... well you know if it was that time of month again," Inuyasha could make out the sound of Miroku yawning.

"Feh, it's not like I fucking have a period every month Miroku, and no I just had a fever that's all."

"Sorry for ruining your so wondrous sleep then." He knew very well that Inuyasha never slept, and that no matter what time of night he called the hanyou would still be awake.

"Did Sango give you any information on her party? When was it gunna' be again?" Inuyasha asked, taking a gulp of beer from his kitchen.

"I think it's set for Saturday, because Friday her brother needs the house for some sleep over or whatever."

"Hmm... Good then, I think I have to work a few hours Friday anyway. If you talk to Sango before I do, tell her I'll make it Saturday."

"Will do."

"All right, I'm off."

"Inuyasha, wait."

The hanyou resisted from punching the "End" button on his phone."

"Yeah, what?"

"You don't think... Sango could ever like me do you?" Miroku asked, with a sound of plea in his voice.

"Fuck Miroku, we've been through this one hundred times, she's a lesbian and I told you that before you even started to fall for her."

"I can't help but to think..."

"Leave it be, you and I both know she's out, and I seriously doubt she's Bi."

"But... come on, you even said that she could..."

"I said that she could have had a boyfriend before, but hey maybe if your lucky you can catch her making out with her girlfriend you freaking pervert." Miroku gave a dreamy sigh.

"Wouldn't that be a sight to see..."

"Get off it pervert, I'm off."

"Goodnight Inuyasha, see you–"

The hanyou hung up. He just was never in the mood to discuss Miroku's obsession over Sango, it tends to get very annoying. Even after she came out to everyone (It wasn't that big of a surprise to Inuyasha, he had the best Gay-dar) Miroku became even more interested. All Inuyasha could guess is that the challenge of getting a lesbian to have sex with him was too good to be true. Well Inuyasha was sure for one thing, he couldn't wait for Sango's party, she always threw the best ones. Maybe he could even find a girl-toy to play around with Saturday night... He grinned. It sounded good to him.

Inuyasha pressed the play button on his remote and scratched his fluffy white ears. Because he wears a hat all the time, they tended to itch when they were finally free in his private home where no one could see them. The ear twitched slightly and Inuyasha took another gulp of beer. Time to waste another six hours of his night life.

School ought to be a shit-waste tomorrow...

He couldn't help but take another swig of beer.

And that's it for now, hope I didn't get rusty at Fanfic writing ; I'm just going to wait it out and see the reviews for this chapter, and then decide whether I'll keep on with the story or not from there. Don't forget to review! wants to get high off the warm fuzzy feeling reviews give her

.:Tsukaru:.