Queen Nobody- Chapter 2

By: Inuyashaphr33k

A.N: I changed the title of this kind of half-way through. I realized there were A LOT of stories by the name of Second Glance and I didn't want unneeded confusion or something. The title may explain itself later...

Disclaimer: I really don't own Inuyasha. I swear. No, honestly! You've got to believe me! (Haha, see if they try and sue me with this disclaimer! Yeah!)

Kagome was walking to homeroom after the short delay involving Kouga. He was being his usual self again and getting into fights with seemingly random guys in the hall. His target today was an older (and stronger) looking guy with lengthy silver hair that was tangled and matted. He wore a grungy sweater and looked like some kind of druggie at best. Kouga was in way over his head this time, so when Kagome passed by she couldn't help but try and bail him out. Sure, she disliked him, but she didn't want to see him dead or anything. When Kouga didn't listen to her warnings, she thought this fight would surely end in extreme bodily harm until his upperclassman opponent seemed to get distracted by something and pushed his way through the crowd.

Now she hurried to her class, hoping she wouldn't be late because her homeroom teacher was rather snappy. She passed a pair of hugging people in the hall and was surprised to see the guy that could have killed Kouga with his arms around Kikyou. Not that hugging was uncommon in their school, but Kikyou was rumored to be a very... well easy girl to be with. Everyone in the school knew about her ways through gossip and rumors that Kagome could barely believe were true. Anyone who associated with her was probably doing the same things she was. Maybe Kagome should have let Kouga take on this creep, and maybe he would have killed him. Disgusting. He probably was another drug dealing pervert that the world was full of these days.

Homeroom was quiet and uncrowded for only a few minutes before the bell rang. She rested her head upon the desk worn with many years of graffiti and tried her best to move time forward about 4 hours. She failed. The bell rang, and after about 10 minutes into the class she was almost asleep when the door cracked open. The guy from that morning walked in, a red flush across his face, and muttered an apology to the teacher before sitting in the only available desk which happened to be next to Kagome. Kagome didn't look at him, her mind filled with things he was probably doing with that skank in the hall. The bell rang and she leapt from her seat shaking her head.

The good news was that English was next, and they had partner assignments for an upcoming speech. She was really excited to see who she would be working with, especially because her best friend Sango was in her class.

Her English class began shortly after with the short balding teacher standing in front and trying to get everyone's attention. He finally did, and began to read off the assignments.

"Yuki and Ayame."

"Kyou and Kagura."
"Momiji and Tohru."

"Haru and Akito."

The list seemed to go on and on. Finally, Kagome heard her name.

"Kagome and... Inuyasha."

Inuyasha? Who was Inuyasha? She scanned the room, hoping to find someone she didn't know that could be her partner. Her eyes locked with the boy from that morning and she cringed.

Was it Wednesday? She never seemed to have much luck on Wednesdays.

End Kagome/

a/n: Yeah, I know all the names the teacher called off are from Fruits Basket. Fruits Basket is awesome. I've only read up to 4 in the manga because at first I wanted to buy them all without reading them first. I just realized that I'm broke, so I started reading some of my friends' books. Yay Fruits Basket!

Begin Inuyasha/

Homeroom was a waste of time. It was 15 minutes of sitting around in a yellow-walled classroom with an unfortunate musty smell and doing absolutely nothing. He actually wished they would give him another class instead so he wouldn't have to work so hard to get all the credits he missed. He slogged on to English, all the time his mind tickling like there should be something he was remembering. Oh yeah, partner speech announcements. He hoped to god he wasn't paired with someone he hated. It would make it all the more difficult. Kikyou came at him from her homeroom class, her hair hiding her face.

"Inuyasha... I'm so sorry about last night." She whispered, her breath coming in slow gasps. He could tell she was sobbing gently, and he placed a protective arm around her shoulders.

"Don't worry Kikyou..." He reassured, though he felt the same way. When did he have to start being the adult? He longed for the time that whenever he had a problem he could sob in his mother's arms until she made it go away.

Mother was dead though.

He released Kikyou and continued on to English. If he was late the teacher would probably pair him up with someone really retched. Not that he deserved it. Inuyasha was a good student for the most part, not counting last year. Before his mother died his future actually looked promising. He had an A average and was involved in the national honor society. Sure, all those dreams were shattered for him now, but now that he thought about it, he never wanted his life like that in the first place. All that attention from various adults talking about how smart he was and how he would be a doctor some day really wasn't how he wanted to be the rest of his life. Sure, it was nice getting some recognition for something, but got really embarrassing after a short period.

The only person he actually felt he could be himself around was his mother. She never thought of him as a smart goodie-two shoes boy or always bragged about his grades. He knew she was proud of him. There was something about the way her eyes sparkled when he handed her another perfect paper that never was repeated for anyone else.

Mother was dead.

He knew she wouldn't have been proud of how he handled her death. Drugs. Kikyou. School. Every day it rained he was haunted by the story of his childhood that his mother used to tell him.

"Come here Inu-chan." She would say, ushering him close to her warm body as thunder rumbled outside and lightning split the sky. She always smelt of cinnamon, something Inuyasha didn't understand even to this day.

"I have a story to tell you. It might be one you've already heard, but do you still want to hear it?" She would ask, her brilliant smile hinting on their little joke.

"I'm sure I haven't heard the story, Mamma. Please tell me!" He would say, even though he knew he had heard it. He laughed as his mother snuggled him close.

"Every stormy night something special is happening. Every time the thunder crashes and the lightning splits the sky, God comes down to see you. He brings you closer to the people you love who've died, and every time you see the lightning flash, the person who died can see you. Never be afraid of a thunderstorm, my little one. Always know you are being watched by good souls who will never cause you harm. Always and forever, my sweet."

She always finished the story with those words.

The hour she passed away Inuyasha was asleep when he awoke to something that sounded like radio static, faintly but clearly. His room was pitch black, so he blamed it on his radio alarm clock. He slapped it irritably, and tried to go back to sleep. Instead of quitting, however, the static only grew louder until it was a steady murmur in his head. He was about to go get some medication or something when he heard faint words echoing, barely audible over the sound of the static. Always and forever, my sweet. A flash of lightning illuminated his room, and the crash of thunder afterward shook the house.

Mother was dead.

A.n: Oh my god. The last part brought me to tears, because it's somewhat of a true story. My dad's friend heard loud ratio static once while they were working and didn't know what it was. He thought my dad was crazy because he couldn't hear it, and right before it stopped he heard a faint voice say Thank you. It turns out that at that same time an old man my dad's friend cared for had passed away. Creepy… but really cool. I'm a freak like that. Tell me what you think. Oh yeah, before I forget, Phantom of the Opera rocks my face off. I hear the movie is out, but I haven't seen it yet. I love the music, especially the song Phantom of the Opera redone by Nightwish. I've been replaying it for hours. My mom hates me now. Lol. The original is way better though. Nothing can amount to Sarah Brightman.