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Torn
Chapter Two: New Girl
Ayame frowned, folding her arms across her chest.
She was wearing…a uniform. She had never, in her entire life, worn a uniform.
But all because this stupid Kouga person had to piss Naraku off, now she had to wear one.
The uniform consisted of three colors: green, white and red.
The skirt was pleated and green, falling high up her thighs. The blouse was white with a green thing on the shoulders and a red scarf underneath.
What kind of pervert made these uniforms anyway? Ayame thought bitterly, her hands hanging limply at her sides. The skirt was well shorter than her finger tips.
"I hope he's in jail." Ayame muttered, gathering her books into her hands and walking out her small apartment door.
She had, of course, weapons with her. The faster she got the job done the better.
She had a small handgun hidden in her purse and a flat bladed knife strapped to her thigh and out of sight.
The sun was shining brightly outside, a slight breeze tugging at the girl's long brown hair.
Her icy gaze scanned the street for any sign of her target.
Nothing.
I slept in…maybe he's ahead of me.
With a shrug she turned and started walking towards Tokyo High, which was only a few blocks away.
The closer Ayame got to the school, the more students in green or black uniforms she saw. Girls in green, guys in black.
It's going to be hard, keeping track of Kouga, when everyone is dressed the same. Ayame thought with a sigh.
Soon she was at the school.
She stopped dead at the entrance.
There was so many students, there was no way Ayame would be able to keep track of Kouga. All around her teenage girls and boys were mulling around, laughing and talking with each other.
As Ayame pushed her way through the crowd, she couldn't help but overhear some of the whispers shot her way.
"Who's that girl?" One girl whispered to another. "Is she new?"
"I think so." The other one answered.
"Wow, she's hot." A guy smirked at Ayame.
Ayame smirked back, but not in a friendly way. She wasn't there to make friends.
She pushed a few giggling freshman out of her way and stepped into the school, which was a little quieter than outside in the courtyard.
But not by much.
"God, there are so many people here!" Ayame sighed under her breath, looking at the paper she'd received along with Kouga's file, stating her classes, locker combination, etc.
She found her locker without too much trouble, spinning the combo and flipping it open.
She shoved her backpack into the metal compartment and grabbed her other books, closing the locker and turning to leave.
But she couldn't, someone was in her way.
It was a boy, obviously in her grade, with short black hair tied into a tiny pony tail at the back. He had dark brown eyes that were grinning down at her. He was leaning against the lockers, his arms folded across his chest.
"Hey there." He said. "You must be new"
Ayame eyed him wearily. "Hey, yeah…I am"
"What's your name cutie? I'm Miroku." He said, his voice heavy with something.
"Just call me Aya." Ayame said, clutching her books tightly against her chest. She turned with a wink to Miroku and walked away.
This should be an interesting day.
XxXxX
The next person who pisses me off is so going to die. Ayame thought angrily to herself.
She had had a very bad day.
She'd dropped all of her books at least five times, gotten yelled at by three of her five teachers and had, not once, spoken to Kouga.
Not that she wanted to.
But all of her seats in her classes were either at the other end of the class of far behind him. She could barely see the black-haired boy through out the day.
And now it was the end of the day and Ayame had gathered absolutely no information on Kouga.
But she had, however, learnt the names of half of the population of the school. And she'd also learnt how much she wanted to kill Miroku.
"Hey Aya wait up!" Miroku shouted over the crowds, waving at the blue-eyed girl.
Her cheeks flaring, Ayame dove out of view behind a nearby tree, hugging her body against the tree.
He's going to blow my freaking cover. Ayame rolled her eyes. If he keeps following me around, shouting my name, Kouga will figure it out sooner or later that I'm following him.
If, of course, she could actually hold onto Kouga's location for more than ten minuets. He was always moving.
Ayame sighed, finally sensing that the perverted Miroku was gone.
She turned and walked out from behind the tree, only to slam into someone, her books knocked from her arms, clattering from the ground.
"Watch where your going!" A cold voice snapped.
Ayame's eyes flew angrily up to the girl's face.
She was rather pretty, long straight black hair and cold brown eyes. Her face was emotionless and looked as if it hadn't held a smile in ages.
"Why don't you?" Ayame snapped back.
"I wasn't the one who walked out from behind a tree." The girl growled.
Ayame remembered this girl, from listening around the school, her name was Kikyo. She was the head of the cheerleading squad and a royal pain-in-the-ass bitch. She had, once been in love with a silver-haired boy, Inuyasha, but lost to another girl, Kagome.
Ayame, at that moment, liked Kagome more than Kikyo, even though she'd never met the other girl.
"Bite me." Ayame hissed, kneeling and grabbing her books from the ground.
Just as she was, however, about to pick up the last book, Kikyo kicked it away.
Ayame snatched the book from under the girl's foot and quickly stood, her hand clenching at her side. "Are you sure that was the smartest thing to do?"
"Why not? What are you going to do about it?" Kikyo challenged.
If only Naraku wanted her dead instead of Kouga. Ayame glared at the girl, getting right in her face. "I'd watch yourself, Kikyo. Or you might just-"
"What's going on here?" A voice said from behind the two girls.
Ayame stepped away from Kikyo and turned to the girl who'd walked up behind them.
Kagome.
The black-haired girl looked icily at Kikyo. Ayame was surprised at how much she looked like Kikyo, though her face actually held emotions and her hair was slightly wavy, like Ayame's, though her bangs were different.
"This doesn't concern you Kagome." Kikyo snarled.
"Well, it does now." Kagome smiled, linking her arm with Ayame's, as if they were bet friends. "Ayame's coming over to my house, I was looking for her. Come on Aya."
Ayame looked at Kagome oddly, but decided to go along with it. She didn't want to draw any attention to herself.
"Uh, yeah. See you later Kiki"
Kikyo shot Kagome and Ayame a glare as the two walked away.
"Why did you do that?" Ayame asked sourly. "I could have handled her"
Kagome laughed. "I'm sure you could. But Kikyo is a bitch and doesn't forgive and forget. So I'd stay away from her"
"Well she doesn't know what she's gotten herself into." Ayame smirked.
"So want to come over anyway?" Kagome asked.
"To your house? We just met." Ayame said.
Kagome shrugged. "Well you are new and I could help you with fitting in, I heard you were home schooled, and you're in my math class right? I don't get it, you seemed to, so we could help each other with homework"
Ayame thought for a moment. I do have a lot of homework and it would be good not to have anything holding me back from my job…plus Kouga's gone…
She shrugged. "Sure, why not"
Kagome grinned. "Great! My boyfriend, Inuyasha, is waiting over there with the car."
Okay! I hope you liked it! A bit of a boring chapter, but things will get more interesting….I promise! Review!