Author's Note: 6 reviews so far! That's good progress i think...

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha. Or Toyota. And all of the characters named are fake. So don't go trying to find an ecstatic Miss Hayaoki. If I did, then I would not still be making mushroom soup for my little brother.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------

An Orphan's Love

Chapter 3

"Class, I would like for you to meet our new student! Her name is Kagome Namuro. She moved here from Tokyo," Miss Hayaoki was introducing me to the class and I was just standing there in my scratchy school uniform with this silly grin on my face. That was probably a stupid thing to do. Oh God, what if I get shunned in this school, too?

In Tokyo, you supposedly have to follow these trends or else the whole school with hate you, ignore you, and/or torture you until you follow the trend, too. I know this because somebody stuck a note into my locker after school one day and the note said that the whole school will do these certain things if you don't follow the new trend. It's awful.

"Hmm, is there a chair availiable for Miss Namuro? Ah! Over there by Mr. Toyota,"

I was beginning to get a feeling that maybe Miss Hayaoki was a very energetic woman. It looked like she was in her mid-20s. She wasn't extrememly bad looking either. She's probably so lonely and love-less that she plunges herself into her work. One of those plastic-smile-wearers.

"Namuro? Namuro? Kagome Namuro! Pay attention! It's only your first day! Hello!" I was knocked back into reality by Miss Hayaoki's intolerable shoulder-taps (they go tap-tap-tap-tap-tap on and on until you finally recognize her.) I blushed furiously. Can you believe it? Only ten minutes into the school day and I already landed myself into an embarassing situation!

"Oh, erm, yes. I'm okay. I'm fine." I replied.

I walked over to my seat (which was located conveniently in the back) with my head facing directly down. I was afraid to look at my new classmates staring at me like I was some kind of freak.

"Today, class, we will begin learning about the history of Japan."

And thus, this is how most of my days started. It was hard,. Being new. I didn't have anyone to sit by during lunch. I was just this huddled up girl sitting at her desk, eaiting her 'oh-so-special' lunch given to her by the maid.

After our last incident, I made sure that I obeyed every command given to me - including putting my hair up in a bun. And Kouga - well, he seems to ignore me every time we bump into each other.

It's awful, being alone in this world.

But let me tell you what happened on my first day of school. It was, after all, the most exciting day that I've experienced inso manyweeks. And let me tell you about the following day, also, just because I've enjoyed that day, too.

I saw down on my seat and took out my history book from my bag, which I conveniently placed under my desk. As I bent over, I heard somebody next to me doing one of those wolf-whistle things. I sat back up with an agitated look on my face.

"Hey, you look pretty hot," whispered the wolf-whistler.

"Hmph!" I tired ignoring him and turned to look at the teacher. I failed horribly.

"How about you and I get together later? I'll take you around town - and possibly my apartment,"

"Uh, I'll pass," I shot him a glare. But then, somehow my glare transformed into a face in awe. He didn't look half-bad.

"...What? Why are you staring at me? Is there something stuck in my teeth? On my face? Is my hair messed up?" he started to look panic-stricken, placing his hands on his hair, trying to detect the problem. I couldn't help giggling.

I decided I would give him a change. This doesn't mean that I like him. This just means that I won't be so stingy. But I'm not one to run head-first into situations. The teacher blabbed on as I waited for the wolf-whistler to talk more.

He finally relaxed and chuckled a bit to himself. He offered a hand to shake, "My name is Inuyasha. And you're Kagome,"

I shook his hand, "Yes."

Inuyasha seemed to be like the type of person who didn't care about anything. I later found out that he's the son of the CEO of Toyota, the car-company. But Inuyasha was a rebel. He started talking to me again one day about his dreams. His goals -

"You know, I'm tired of having to walk in my dad's shadow. I'm tired of being Mr. Toyota Jr. When I finish ight school, I'm going to change my last name, steal a few cars from my dad, and run away to America. I know what you're wondering. Yes, you can come with me, too. And we'll start our own business and live in a house by the sea!"

"Oh, I feel so honored,"

"Good!" remarked Inuyasha, smirking.

Oh, and did I mention that he dyes his hair? It is against school rules to dye your hair. He dyed it a striking gold color. It shines. And he uses so much hairspray on it so it would stand up and be spiky. He uses so much hairspray, it looks as if it sends electic currents between themselves. It started bothering me after two weeks-

"Why do you you use so much hairspray?"

"Don't you like it this way?"

"No."

The next day, he didn't do anything to his hair. Maybe he blow-dried it because it looked like his hair had been wind-swept all throughout the day. The best part of it was I didn't see any electric spikes. They were replaced with loose waves.

"Are you happy now?" his mocking tone was quite funny, actually. "I didn't use hairspray this time,"

"Yes. It looks as if you did nothing to it at all!" I chuckled in spite of myself.

"Hey, I got you to smile!" he smirked. My smile broadened into a wide grin.

Boys can be so stupid at times.

It is also against school rules to alter your school uniform or not wear it at all. Of course, Inuyasha made sure to disobey this rule. He didn't wear his jacket over his shirt. In fact, he didn't wear it at all. He didn't tuck in his shirt, didn't wear the belt. You get the idea. He is the Rebel in this crazy, stuck-up-rich-kids-can-attend-only world that I call my new private school.

The next night after dinner while walking up the stairs to our rooms, Kouga finally spoke to me-

"Don't hang around that Toyota kid. He's trouble."

AN - kyaa, finally finished typing! I'm sorry it took so long to write the third chapter. I'm so irresponsible v.v Please R+R!