A/N: next chapter? I don't know what to say in these things anymore. Haha. Oh well. Please enjoy this chapter! Oh and, just to let ya'll know, this story is going to be heavy duty… I don't know why I've been writing more angst stuff, but the majority of my stories will have it. So just beware. If you don't like the stuff in my stories, I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do. Just don't read it if you don't like it…

Disclaimer: Don't own.

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Sitsume High

Chapter Four

TaintedMunkeyz

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This place is a prison; and these people aren't your friends… welcome to Sitsume High

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Kagome walked down her school's halls quietly, yet not stealthily. The place seemed to be deserted, which was somewhat unnerving due to the fact that it always had something happening, whether it was a drug deal, the beating up of some random teenager, or just plain classes. But she had to take into consideration that it might be because the school day had come to a close already.

It was a Thursday. The day that kept all apathetic adolescents in a kind of daze, just waiting for the beloved day of Friday to come so the weekend was here all the more quickly.

But she also had to wonder why there weren't even students running around after school. The bell that signals the ten minutes passing after the last bell rang, meaning that students staying after school for extracurricular activities needed to go to their appointed destinations. Kagome questioned herself, as to why she'd even still be here after school. She didn't have any extracurricular activities going on, and she really didn't even want to be there. Sango wasn't still at school, and yet she was still meeting someone that had asked her to come to his locker. He had told her in a note, a note with messy scrawl explaining everything. And Kagome, as much as she didn't want to be at school after hours, was excited to even be there, meeting him. It felt rebellious, which was in a way pathetic, because there wasn't anything rebellious about it. She shrugged though, as she walked down one hall, and turned down another, seeing the tall and lanky boy leaning back casually against the wall of lockers, his head towards his shoes. His boyish scent floated down the hallway towards her and she inhaled softly, walking toward him with a smile on her face.

When she reached him, she wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her face in his neck, her lips lightly brushing his Adam's apple. He growled lowly in his chest, rumbling her body, and sending a shiver down her spine.

"I missed you today…" she said breathed. He had placed his hands on her hips, leaning his head down and nipping on her ear lightly. Due to a special schedule that day, students were broken up into groups and had to go to an assembly at different times to learn about sex ed. You'd think they'd stop teaching it your freshman year in high school, but apparently the school had been getting too many complaints from parents about their children not knowing enough about sex.

As if they all weren't experts…

So they hadn't had their normal classes, which would mean that Kagome didn't see Inuyasha all day. She was paired up with Sango, and he with Miroku, so she was seeing him for the first time that day. The note she had gotten from his was stuffed into her locker, sitting on top of her books, and she grinned widely as she unfolded the simply creased piece of binder paper.

"Yeah?" he asked tenderly, running his lips along her jaw line. Kagome giggled and pulled away, rolling her eyes at the arrogant smirk he had on his lips.

"Like the Sexual Education assembly? I think I learned a thing or two about how to put on a condom." she laughed, tucking a black lock of hair behind her ear, revealing a small silver hoop at the top of her ear. He smirked even wider.

"I bet you knew how to even before that." He grinned and pinched her cheek, making it pink slightly before she swatted his hand away.

"Are you implying something Mr. Takashi?" she asked, tilting her head to the side and glaring. He whistled and looked down the hallway, avoiding her eyes.

"No… no… nothing at all." He said casually and laughed when she punched his shoulder. "Don't be mean. That's abuse." He said rubbing the offended body part, but he knew she knew that it hadn't really hurt at all.

"It's not abuse. It was a love tap." She shrugged and pushed past him, looking into his open locker. "Any reason why you have a mirror in here, Ken?" she asked, referring to Barbie's little boy toy.

"Shut up. It's not there for that reason." He said crossing his arms and pouting. Kagome poked him in the side, where he was most sensitive, making him jump, and rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, okay." she slammed the door shut and leaned on his muscular chest, just listening to his heartbeat. "It's so quiet…" she whispered.

"Yeah… too quiet…" he whispered. Kagome picked up her head from his chest and stared down the hallway. There were double doors that led to the field outside where most sports events were held.

"That's what I was thinking earlier. I mean, even after the late bell rings, shouldn't there be some students who have to do sports, or like band or something?" she shrugged and looked up at his uneasy features, a frown creasing his brow, and his lips set in a straight line. "Besides, don't teachers have like work meetings after school?" she whispered, a little worried and nervous from the school's silence. He nodded and looked down at her, the same expression on his face. He was worried, that much was clear, but why? "Inuyasha?" she said quietly, when he looked back at the doors, his ears twitching in the direction. A low rumble emitted from his chest and he wrapped a protective arm around her waist.

"Something's coming…"

"What is it?" she whispered and looked back at the doors. She could feel all the muscles in Inuyasha's body tense, the way hers does when she's about to get into a fight. "Not another fight. I'm so tired of fighting with these lame people. I've fought more here than at my old school." she whined, but it wasn't annoying, just a kind of irritated statement.

"That's how you survive in this school, Kag." He said lowly. He didn't say it in a mean way, just signaling for her to be quiet a moment so that he could tell what was coming their way. It seemed to be chanting and footsteps, but he could have been wrong. Suddenly it quieted, and Inuyasha swallowed, his heart racing.

The school bell rang.

And while the shrill little bell screamed, drawing all attention to it, the double doors clicked.

But Inuyasha was quicker.

"Kagome, run!" he yelled and hauled her along to the stairs, just barely making it to the second floor before a flood of students poured into the once quiet hallway, screaming and banging against lockers. He dragged her up to the second flight, before he got to the third, grabbing a chair he saw in the hallway, and bringing it with him. He could smell all the sweaty humans and demons alike, running up all the stairs, almost quicker then Kagome and himself. He walked up the narrow staircase, leading towards the roof, and shoved the door open before closing it and putting the chair up against the door. He could still hear the screams, but they weren't getting closer to the roof. He had been a floor above them, so there wasn't a chance for them to know where they went.

Kagome fell to her butt, sputtering in surprise, just wondering what the hell was going on.

"Inuyasha…" she whispered, fear capturing her heart, which was beating quicker than normal, and Inuyasha knelt down beside her, putting his hand over her mouth.

"Shh…" his gaze shifted from the door to her eyes, noticing how scared and upset she looked. "Promise not to talk?" he asked, his voice not even a whisper, just a breath of air. She nodded hesitantly, and he slowly removed his hand from her mouth, as if he'd have to throw it back over in case she uttered a word. Kagome opened her mouth, and he glared, giving her a look.

Inuyasha stood up from his crouched position and looked off into the distance, wondering what to do. He could jump from building to building, but that could only work if Kagome trusted him fully. He looked down at her, noticing that she was huddled into a small ball, shaking. He walked over to her and frowned, tilting her head up, and silently asking what was wrong with her. Kagome blew out air from her puffed up cheeks, blowing her bangs from her eyes.

"I'm afraid of heights," she whispered, closing her eyes tight. She liked looking out at the area around the school, since it was a good view, but being up this high made her edgy. "What if they come up here and push us off?" her eyes widened as she thought of all the possibilities. Could she possibly die like this?

Inuyasha rolled his eyes. "Do you trust me?" he asked quietly. Kagome stared up at him biting her lips. "Do you?" he asked hesitantly. Kagome nodded slightly, as if afraid of what her answer would bring. He lifted her up off the ground, noticing how her breathing was uneven. "Get on my back." He commanded gently. She was still shaking. Her eyes widened.

"Yasha, this is no time for piggy back rides." He rolled his eyes again and pulled her onto his back.

"Hold on. And you have to promise not to scream." He said. She nodded and buried her face in his strong back, already feeling her stomach dropping. She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, but not tight enough to choke him. When he got a firm grip on her thighs, he took off, jumping from rooftop to rooftop, running fast to gain speed to jump.

He got far from the school grounds, and soon they were on top of a little coffee shop. He jumped down in back of the building, since the streets were busy and let her off his back slowly, turning around to face her.

"You okay?" he asked slowly. Her face had returned to normal color.

"Sure. About as okay as someone can be when he or she just jumped from roof to roof!" she yelled and placed a hand over her heart, in a gesture made to calm herself. Inuyasha cringed against her harsh voice and dragged her inside the café.

"How about I treat you to some coffee. To make up for scaring the shit out of you?" he asked as he led her into line. It wasn't that long, actually, which was a relief because he really didn't feel like waiting. When he got up front, he ordered for both of them, caramel mochas. She smiled as she sipped hers and they walked out of the café, enjoying their stroll towards home.

"I left my backpack at school." she said casually, a little pissed that she they had to leave so suddenly.

"I did too. We can get them tomorrow." He said turning his head and looking at the shops they were passing by. He turned his head back and took a sip of his mocha, about to say something, but was cut off when a rude pedestrian bumping his shoulder, making him spill his hot drink on the front of his light blue t-shirt.

"Get out of the way, half-breed." He heard him mumble, and it was apparent that Kagome did too, because she gasped.

"Damnit!" Inuyasha yelled and glared at the back of the man who was walking briskly away, Kagome having to hold him back so that he didn't attack the man. He was too frustrated to even think, and he tried to wipe off the brown liquid, but it had already seeped into the cotton of his shirt. He growled and Kagome grabbed his hand, pulling him with her.

"It's okay… we'll fix it when we get to my house." She smiled sadly at him and they walked quickly towards her home, so that they could treat his shirt.

(Sitsume High)

Sango sat next to Miroku quietly as they tried to study for an upcoming test tomorrow. But it was clear to both teenagers that studying wasn't even on the brain. Sango kept peaking at him from the corner of his eye, and Miroku tried to look as if he was studying, but the words in the book seemed to be blending all together. Her scent was driving him crazy.

"Uh, Sango. Do you want a soda or something?"

"You already got me one," she said with a pretty smile on her face, blushing because he was suddenly looking at her.

"Oh, right…" he trailed off, and tried to turn his attention back to the book. 'Jeez, what an idiot… you already got her one…' he berated himself. He sighed and tried to think of something intelligent to say.

For some reason, he had a hard time with his tongue when Sango was around. He couldn't get a grip on himself. He said stupid things, instead of having the smooth façade he had with most other girls. She left him tongue tied, and nervous, and he didn't know what to do with himself. Sure it wasn't all the fun when she slapped him for being perverted, but he couldn't really help himself. She was just too beautiful. And it scared him, because he wasn't used to actually wanting something more than just sex. But with Sango he actually wanted to date her, and make it last, and he didn't know why.

Sango was having a hard time keeping herself situated. She'd never really been attracted to a guy like how she was with Miroku. He was just so… interesting, and she wanted to know him. She wanted to be with him, even though she wanted to take it slow. She had to wonder why he hadn't made a move yet. She wondered if he wasn't that attracted to her, or if there was something wrong with her. He pretty much set it up. They were in an empty house. He had told her that his mom was at work, and that she was pretty much never home.

Wasn't that a sign?

Sango blew out air, blowing up her bangs and sighed looking off at a window in his living room. Maybe she should just make the first move. Would that seem fair… would it be the right thing to do? What would she do if he rejected her? Sango had to stop and think about. She didn't even think she'd be able to face the guy if he actually didn't like her and she made a move. How awkward would that be? She'd die of embarrassment. Sango's face heated up just at that thought.

But then again…

What if she never took the chance, and didn't get to see if there could actually be something there? What if she just let it pass her by, and Miroku never took the initiative. She didn't want that. If there could possibly be something there, she'd want to die of embarrassment, before just letting something so precious go to waste. She took a deep breath and turned towards him, ready to spill her guts.

"Miroku, I-" He turned toward her and pressed his lips to hers, cutting off anything she was about to say. Her mind went totally blank, as he slid his tongue in her mouth and deepened the kiss. Sango wrapped her arms around Miroku's neck, pulling him as close as possible. And she pushed him down against the couch, straddling his waist and running her hands down his sides. When her fingertips reached the hem of his t-shirt, and she made to pull it up to his chest, Miroku broke the kiss and stared at her with wide eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"Sango…" he trailed off as she brought her lips back down to his and ran her hands over his chest. She was completely blissful, and so was Miroku. He explored her mouth with his tongue, caressing hers with his. He brought his hands up to her hair and tangled his hands in her dark brown locks. But once again, he pulled away.

"Sango… I can't…" She licked her lips, her pink tongue darting out quickly, before biting her lip.

"Can't what?" she asked quietly. Miroku shook his head, sitting up and moving from underneath her.

"Sango… I don't want… to do this," he said unsteadily. He ran a hand down his face, and grimaced when he heard Sango gasp.

"I'm… I'm so stupid. Oh my – how could I be so stupid!" she sat up from the couch, and bit her lip to keep it from quivering.

"Sango, it's not like that…" he tried, but she cut him off, gathering her stuff and angrily throwing her backpack over her shoulder.

"Miroku… how could you even sit there and watch me make a fool of myself!" she angrily wiped her tears away.

"Sango – it's not like that!" Miroku stood up now too and looked helplessly at her.

"Miroku, you – you… I…" she bit her lip harder and turned around and stormed out of his house.

"Sango…"

(Sitsume High)

Inuyasha sat on Kagome's couch, steaming. He couldn't believe that some stupid guy would hit him, or shove him rather, just because he was a half-breed. Actually, it wasn't that much of a surprise. He pretty much had to deal with the harassment every day of his life. It didn't have to be something big like earlier on campus forty-five minutes ago. Usually it was a mere shove against a locker in the halls, where no one could really tell because the halls were always crowded. It could be someone calling him a few dirty names, just because they felt like it. It even could be in front of teachers, and no one would take five minutes to set things straight.

And it pissed him off…

Kagome walked back in the room hesitantly with a wet dishcloth. She sat down in front of Inuyasha and tried to get the stain out from his t-shirt. But it was pretty much hopeless. It wouldn't come out. The milky brown stain clashed greatly with the light blue of his t-shirt, and she didn't know how she would be able to get it out.

"Inuyasha-"

"It's fine," he said gruffly, and lightly pushed her hand away. He grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it outward, staring at the stain with hatred.

As if that would remove it magically.

"Inuyasha, maybe my mom can fix it…" she trailed off, trying to find a solution so that the boy wouldn't be so upset. It hurt her to have to witness something like that. But she knew it wasn't something that could be avoided. She saw how people treated him at school, whether it was subtle or whether they made a big deal out of it. "Inuyasha…" she grabbed one of his hands, but his face was still set in a frown. "What were those people at school chanting?" she asked innocently. Inuyasha growled and she sat back, a little worried.

"Down with the half-breed." He smiled bitterly, and even added a laugh that was so fake and bitter it made her heart hurt.

"I'm sorry…"

"Is it your fault?"

"No, but-"

"But nothing. Don't apologize." He looked down at his hands and Kagome sucked in a breath and gave up, walking back into the kitchen. She hung the used dishtowel on a bar attached to the oven and walked over to the cordless phone hanging on the wall. Underneath, on a small little table, there were pads of paper with messages, and important phone numbers in case nobody knew them from memory. There was also a calendar underneath the phone's cradle. She picked up the black phone and dialed in the seven digits she knew by heart already.

"Hello?" a soft feminine voice answered after only two rings.

"Mama… I have a problem I need fixed." Kagome said quietly. For some reason, unknown to even her, she didn't want Inuyasha to hear.

"Are you in trouble dear?" her mother asked, concern lacing her words.

"No, mama, I need to know how to get a stain out." Kagome had to chuckle. It wasn't really a problem, just a simple "task" that needed to be worked out.

"Oh, dear, you scared me. Describe it, and walk into the laundry room as you do so." Kagome nodded to herself and walked towards the laundry room.

"Okay. Well the shirt is light blue and the stain is coffee. Actually like hot chocolate. Think there's a way to get it out?"

"Oh of course," her mother laughed breezily. "Check on shelves above the washing machine. There should be a bottle of "Spray and Wash". Bright green, I believe. Just spray it on the spot, and rub it together. Then let it sit. After maybe fifteen minutes, throw it in the washer with like colors. You know how to do a load of laundry." Her mother explained, as if it were like putting a band-aid on a scrapped knee.

"Thanks mama. When do you get off work?"

"Same as everyday, baby. I'll be home around seven o'clock. It'd be nice if dinner were ready…" she left the invitation hanging in the air and Kagome rolled her eyes.

"Yeah sure thing. I'll hop right to it," she said with little enthusiasm.

"Alright dear, say hello to Sango for me. I'll talk to you both later!" she said in a sing-song voice and the line went dead, Kagome pulling it away from her ear, staring at it as if it were her mother's own face.

"Okay…" she shrugged and clicked the "off" button before walking back into the kitchen and hanging up the phone. She walked back out into the living room, finding Inuyasha fidgeting, playing with his lip ring, moving it this way and that. "Hey…" she waited till he turned his attention towards her. "I, uh, I need your shirt. I'll get the stain out for you, if you want."

"You don't have to-"

"Yeah, but I want to." She smiled reassuringly and held out her hand waiting for the shirt. The lanky boy shrugged and stood up, raising the shirt above his head and taking it off. Kagome sniffed, and averted her eyes from his bare chest. Why did he have to be so hot? It wasn't like he was super muscular or anything, but he had muscles, and he was toned and good-looking.

"Here ya go." He said easily and put the soft blue shirt in her hands. She nodded, failing to make eye contact and walked quickly towards the laundry room. Inuyasha stared after her, confused, but a smile still playing on his face nonetheless.

Kagome whistled as she filled the washer with warm water, separating clothes into piles. Once all the colored clothes were in a pile, she poured a cup of detergent into the laundry and waited for the suds to start forming. It wasn't all that long before she was putting in shirts, and pants, and underwear, and bras, and socks and more shirts. She threw Inuyasha's shirt in too and closed the lid, humming now, as she screwed the cap back on the laundry detergent. The room was filled with the rumbling noise of water swishing around in the washing machine. She turned to walk out of the small room, when she jumped suddenly, seeing the shirtless Inuyasha standing before her.

"Inu-" Kagome didn't finish, because Inuyasha had her up against an empty wall, with no way of escape in seconds. Both of his hands were planted next to her shoulders, bent at the elbows so that he was closer. She closed her eyes, and tried to breathe in deeply to calm her rapidly beating heart.

He was so close…

God, how he wanted to kiss her… but he knew that was forbidden grounds. He couldn't do it, as much as he wanted to. His ears twitched when he heard her heart beating quicker, just as fast as his. He didn't know what came over him; he just wanted to be close to her.

He was so warm…

He was breathing deeply through his nose now, the cool air shifting her bangs, parting them with each exhale, and letting them settle each time he breathed in. she opened her eyes, and stared straight at his chest. His skin was a mix between naturally tan and pale. And she loved it. She placed her hands on his hips, her hands running over the outline of his abs. The bumpy surface that made her mouth water. She loved the way his hipbones showed and stuck out, not awkwardly, but the right way. She loved how she could faintly see the top of his sartorius, which separates the tops of his thighs and his abs. His jeans were slung low on his hips, the tops of his boxer shorts hanging out.

He was so gorgeous…

Kagome breathed in deeply, and leaned forward, into his chest. She ran her lips across his chest, wanting to bite lightly at his skin. It wasn't perfect. It had scars and marks, but she liked it just the same.

"Inuyasha…" she breathed. She kissed his chest lightly, then tilted her head upward and looked up at the boy. Under the dim, orangey-yellow light in the laundry room, everything looked different. Shadows played on everything in the room, making them more defined, yet hidden at the same time. Bright, golden eyes looked down at her with an emotion she wasn't sure she could describe. He pushed up against the wall more, her head and back flat against it. Inuyasha leaned down and sucked in a breath before brushing his lips against hers, lightly sucking her bottom lipb. He couldn't take it any further than that. Or it would go to far, and both teens would regret it.

He knew that.

But he didn't have his control. It was just too much for him, and he couldn't just walk away. He kissed her hard, and it took her breath away, and she could guarantee that if he weren't pinning her to the wall, she would have fallen.

"Oh, god." She pulled back and swallowed, trying to get her bearings straight. She was hot, yet shivering like she was cold, her mind was foggy, she wanted more, but how could she possibly? It would only bring trouble, and she knew that, but she didn't want to listen to reason.

The front door opened, and Kagome knew it wasn't seven o'clock so it couldn't have been her mother. She glanced out the doorway quickly and saw through the little opening in the kitchen that Sango had just run into the house, sobbing from the sounds of it. She stomped up the stairs and slammed her door.

Kagome winced. He pulled away.

She whimpered when the warmth left her. "You should go," she whispered and he nodded walking into the living room. Kagome walked with him, still trembling slightly. "You don't have a shirt though," she paused when he held up his hoodie. He had been wearing it, unzipped, so that's how the liquid missed it. She nodded and he pulled it on, zipping it up to his chin, and then he threw the hood on. She stood there, a little awkwardly and looked up at him when he placed his hand on the doorknob. He was trying to decide whether a kiss goodbye was a good idea or a just plain bad one. "Inu-" he swooped his head down quickly and kissed her sweetly, before pulling back and opening the door.

"I'll call you." He grinned, a boyish grin, and stepped out into dusky sunlight, closing the door behind him. Kagome practically swooned, hanging onto the door for support. 'What is he doing to me, Damnit?' she asked herself and then walked into the kitchen to grab a bag of chocolate chip cookies, and a glass of water. She walked up the stairs and knocked on Sango's door, curiously wondering why she was so upset.

"Sango… are you okay?" she turned the doorknob and gently opened the door, to see her sister sitting on her bed, her face buried in her hands and a pillow situated on her lap. "Oh no… what stupid boy did this?" she walked over and sat down next to her, rubbing her back, and then wrapped an arm around her shoulders.

"I'm the stupid one!" she wailed. Kagome grimaced at her sister's distressed state and sighed.

"What happened?" she asked softly. Sango just shook her head and let more tears flow, a sob escaping her lips once or twice. Once she calmed down she wiped her eyes and took a deep breath.

"I was at Miroku's house. We were studying for a test we have tomorrow. And I just started thinking about how much I like him. And if it would be smart to show him my feelings…" Sango said quietly. Kagome nodded, knowing exactly what she was going through.

"Then what?"

"And then… and then I kissed him!" she wailed and Kagome's mouth fell open in a gape. She raised an eyebrow and glanced curiously at the broken girl.

"So why is that bad?" she asked hesitantly. Sango shook her head.

"It was fine for about five minutes, and then he pulled away and said he didn't want to do it…" Sango trailed off brokenly and shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know what happened. I guess he doesn't return the feelings or something. But I'm so stupid! I made a fool of myself." Kagome made a face at the situation. Maybe there was a reason that Miroku pulled away.

"Sango, maybe there's a reason he pulled away…" she voiced her thoughts.

"What could a plausible reason possibly be?"

"Well, I don't know, I'm not in the boy's head. All I know is that you need to talk to him."

"But I wasn't the one to pull away! Why should I have to be the one to talk to him?" she asked angrily. Kagome patted her sister on the back and sighed.

"That's not what I'm saying. Just don't be so hasty to turn the boy away if he comes to you with an explanation. We both know Miroku. He doesn't act without thinking."

"Whose side are you on?" Sango asked with a glare, but it wasn't in anyway nasty. In fact it was almost playful.

Almost…

"Everything will be okay, Sango. I promise." Kagome got up off the bed, taking a cookie with her and walked out, closing the door behind her.

"Miroku… you'd better have one hell of an explanation." She whispered to herself.

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A/N: Yay! I love this chapter! Along with all the others! Haha. Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed. And I hope everyone's having an awesome summer! Review please!

TaintedMunkeyz