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"And that, class, is how atoms split!" squeaked an impossibly excited little teacher by the name of Mr. Myoga. He was a very short man, standing at about 3 ft tall with a tuft of wispy gray hair and an adorable little mustache. Kagome rolled her eyes at him lazily, and slowly turned her attention to the sound of knocking at the front door.

"O0oh, it seems we have a visitor!" Mr. Myoga announced, and with that hopped of his swivel chair to answer. He opened the door, and there was Sango, eyes puffy, clothes dirty and her skin sallow and yellow. It had been 3 weeks since Kagomes outburst and breakup with Sango, and she hadn't been handling it so well. At the beginning of the year, Kagome and Sango had hacked into the schools computer system and changed their schedules to have every class and lunch together. Now, Sango skipped school almost everyday as to avoid her former lover. She just couldn't take seeing her there. After the First week had gone bye, she got on one knee in front of Kagome during pottery class and begged for her to take her back. Frankly, Kagome prayed she dropped out of school just to avoid that humiliation.

"Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes!" exclaimed Mr. Myoga, "Now why don't you take a seat dear?" He ushered her calmly and politely to an empty seat next to the new student; a very quiet, dark eyed young lady by the name of Kikyo. She looked up at Sango for a moment, her eyes holding her in a deep stare, as if testing her. Sango just blinked back, and wiped a mascara streaked cheek, shifting her weight from one foot to another. Then Kikyo did something no one had ever witness her to do…she smiled. She patted the seat next to her, and they continued with class. Kagome stared a moment, her eyes holding wonder and bemusement at the same time. Sango was passing a note back to Kikyo with the first smile Kagome had seen on Sango in weeks. Good, she thought to herself. She's found a friend.

"Hey, hey Kags!" shouted an attractive male from across the crowded cafeteria.

"Huh?" Kagome looked up from her book, shoving the last bite of her greasy French-fry into her lush mouth. She scanned over the heads of the football team, and saw a boy about 5 ft 5" with black hair tied into a ponytail, purple and black bondage pants, and a ratty Nirvana t-shirt. He was waving frantically, happy indeed to see his best friend since 3rd grade. He then turned to talk to the male standing next to him, a look of boredom on his handsome, pale face. He looked about 6 ft 3" (my boyfriend is 6ft 4" and I'm 5 ft 3"…..wahhh), with waist length blue-black hair and lovely amethyst eyes (yes! the human form! Love both :D) that had been rimmed with raven-black eyeliner. He was wearing a knee length smoke gray pleated skirt, black and white striped tights, chunky black platform boots, a pink t-shirt that said "what are you looking at? All my black stuff was dirty" and fishnet sleeves. Whoa, thought Kagome, he looks better in a skirt then I do. Kagome waved them over, a bit intrigued at this attractive young man.

"So," began Kagome after they had taken their seats next to Kagome on the maroon chairs "Who might you be?" She pointed at the boy in the skirt with her white plastic spork.

"Well," began the boy slowly, a small blush creeping into his cheeks, "my name is Inuyasha. I just moved here from Osaka (a.n: i think I got that right, oops), and my parents were drunk when they named me dog demon. To much sake I suppose. That's it I guess." He looked down a little bit, as if deciding whether or not to speak again, but he did not. Kagome then noticed Miroku. He was staring at Inuyasha's crotch hungrily, for his skirt had ridden up and from Miroku's point of view, you could see a rather large bulge. He licked his lips, and whispered something into Inuyasha's ear. He blushed again, and looked to the floor.

Omg thought Kagome. Has Miroku found himself a new boyfriend?

Hey guys, I know it seems a bit weird where I am going. But trust me, Inu and Kag WILL be together. It's just a matter of time. I know this is a bit o.o.c., but trust me…it WILL work out. I love coming up with little weird twists that people may or may not think of…keeps me alive, lol.Review,slander,love,help,whatever you wanna say,I am here. Thanx ya'll!

Erin K. C.