I want to thank luvinukagome for reviewing and giving me the courage to continue. I'm so happy! My first Inu fic that wasn't absolute silliness didn't get a review for at least a week and this on has one on the second day. I also want to dedicate this chapter to a friend of my sister. She is also an Inu-freak but she has all the merchandise. She's been letting us borrow the inuyasha movies (1 and 2), Inuyasha manga vol. 1-8, and a DVD of some of the episodes. But the amazing thing is she doesn't ask we do anything in return. So a big round of applause for her!

Part 2: two sides to every story

"You are so lucky you came in 5th period! Now we get to eat for the next 30 minutes!" She -Kagome?- said.

"Only 30 minutes?" I asked. I knew I could probably eat the entire school bankrupt in that amount of time but I didn't think that would be enough for these guys.

"Yeah, it is real short, and it is even shorter because we have to stand in line for about 3.7 minutes and then we have to get the food which takes 1.3 minutes and then we talk almost the entire time." the guy in purple declared in a very matter of fact tone. A tone I didn't like since those damn social workers use it all the time.

These three friends talked about certain things while we were waiting to get to the front, but I figured out why they take so long. The entire line talks and they don't realize that they need to move forward, so if I could just get in front of them all, I could breeze through in half the time. I started to sneak around groups of people, which is something I'm really good at, until one of the girls-Sango maybe-grabbed my arm and pulled me back.

"What was that for?" I yelled at her. I was really hungry. I got more food on the streets than at my stupid uncle's house. I don't even think he know social services dumped me there. He was too drunk, too much. That was at least my impression of him after half a week.

"No cutting! It isn't nice! Besides, we need to tell you where it is okay to sit. You can seriously damage your popularity counting by sitting at the wrong place." Sango tried to tell me. It sure fell on deaf ears. I didn't care.

"And I would care why?" who would care? I'm getting out of here in a couple of weeks. I'm going to make sure of it.

"Because you are still not prepared for Naraku! He's gonna lure you in like a fish on a line!" Kagome answered this time.

"He loves to tell people about that time I tried to kill on of the teachers, but it isn't true! Mr. Sagaikai was having a stroke and I had to pound on his chest to get his heart started again! I saved his life! Well, he stayed alive until he went to the hospital." Sango frantically explained.

"He once tried to get a rumor going around that I was expelled from my old school because I burned down the flag pole! That isn't true! I wasn't even expelled!" Miroku added in. I was getting the hang of telling them apart.

"Yeah, he'll tell you horrible and mostly untrue stories about us, then the rest of the groups and then he'll tell you that everything they say bout him isn't true!" kagome finished.

"Just like you guys are?" it was true. And they were bugging me. I just wanted to eat and we had 10 minutes left!

The rest of the line was gone so I quickly left the group with their mouths hanging open in shock. I grabbed a milk carton, caught up with the other kids who had been in line and did exactly what they did. I took a tray, slammed my milk on it, and held it out so that the lunch ladies could slap some disgusting looking crap on it.

The people I had been talking with earlier finally got over their shock and had rushed in to get some food too. I just waited and followed them because there was only one table open anyway, and that is where they were headed.

I just ate while they talked quietly. I was sure they were much louder under normal circumstances, but the fact that I had said they were doing just what that shrimp does and that I was right there must have put a damper on their moods. Maybe the fact that I was right did it. No one knows.

"School will be cancelled due to a large storm that is approaching Tokyo. Please go to your last hour class and wait for your parents. If you take the bus, go to the office and transportation will be provided for you. I repeat; school will be cancelled due to a large storm. Please go to your last hour class and wait for your parents to get you. If you take the bus, go to the office and transportation will be provided for you. That is all." A really loud voice said. From the way it echoed it must be in every single room of the school.

I was a little nervous about this but then I remembered about intercoms! It had been a long time since I had come across one of those. I guess I've been to stressed lately to really stop and think. The entire lunchroom had stopped moving, not a sound was uttered. No one was even breathing, it was so quiet. I remembered a phrase which said, "the quiet was so thick you could cut it with a knife." I almost wanted to cut some quiet out of the air so I could smear it on what I thought was toast. I was still really hungry.

Then, one by one, the kids at the tables started to get up and dump their trays. It was unbelievable how much food was dumped! I almost wanted to jump in the trashcan and eat it all but I didn't remember a time when I had seen a guy eating from a trashcan in public. So I dumped my tray too when my table had gotten up and then I followed Kagome. She was in my 4th hour class, so I guess she would be in my last hour class too.

"What is the big deal? Aren't you guys happy we get to go home early? I haven't been here for mor than an hour an I'm the only one here looking happy!" I called out to Kagome.

She turned around and looked at me, slowly shaking her head.

"You just don't get it. When was the last time you were in school and they closed down because of a storm? It is going to be one helluva storm if they're closing school." She said sternly.

I didn't want to say this was the first school I'd been in, but it was. I didn't say anything so she continued to our classroom to get our stuff and skip to last hour. I hung around by the door since I didn't bring anything in with me and followed her again to a door with "computer lab" on the front. Realizing she had too much stuff in her hands to go in I opened for her, although I don't know why, and followed her in. she placed her things against a wall and sat down beside them. She then motioned for me to sit by her too as we waited for our families to get us.

"It's been 30 minutes!" she groaned looking at the clock above the exit.

"Maybe we should go to the office and tell them we are still here. Everyone else is gone." I thought aloud.

"Yeah. If my mom comes, do you want a ride? Or should you wait for your parents?"

"I'll go with you. The idiot is probably to drunk to drive anyway." I didn't know why I was telling her these things. I just couldn't get my mouth to shut up! I almost felt a tugging at my mind, like someone was trying to open it like a book and read everything. Then it hit me. This happened when Kikyou talked to me. Then something else decided to hit me too, Kagome looked exactly like Kikyou! The only thing that I could tell was not like Kikyou was Kagome's eyes. They were a warmer brown than Kikyou's cold stare.

"Y-your Kikyou!" I said as I pointed at the accused.

"My name is Kagome, not Kikyou! Remember?" she said in a huff.

"You look just like her!" I continued.

"Do you want a ride or not?" she said, threatening to leave he here if I kept it up. Unfortunately, my brain realized this before my mouth.

"Yeah, but you don't have to hide that your Kikyou to me." There I said it. I'm doomed.

A woman that looked like and older version of Kagome/Kikyou walked in and greeted Kagome/Kikyou. Then they both walked out the door while the janitor told me to "Git!"

I followed them out, but I kept my distance. Last time I tried to accept anything from Kikyou, I ended up almost dead and then taken away. I'll never let it happen again, just like in the saying, "Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me."

They didn't notice me until they reached their car. Then the older woman looked over to me and pointed. Kagome/Kikyou was arguing with her for a bit, then she relented and got in the car while who had to be her mother called for me to come over too.

I went. I didn't want to walk all the way across town. My 'house' didn't even have an address; it was so far away.

"So, tell me the way and I'll drop you off!" Kagome/Kikyou's mother said cheerfully, the exact opposite of Kagome. She was so mad she could hardly contain it. And something told me she wasn't Kikyou. Kikyou never showed emotion at all, except for anger. But Kagome was all kinds of things, never just angry or emotionless.

"Keep going straight for a few more blocks and then it's my house." I said tonelessly. I didn't want to go back now.

After a few more minutes of driving Kagome's mom stopped and I got out and walked the short distance to my uncle's house in the middle of the block. I looked back once I had reached the door but they were already just shapes in the fog.

I never knew I had an uncle when I was on the streets. But my mother had a brother, and she never told me. So when she died, I went to the alleys. When Kikyou found me. Then she betrayed me and not long after those damn social workers found me. Then they did their homework like good little children and found him.

"Hey! Anyone here?" I yelled into the house. I heard a moan from the kitchen and saw my uncle on the floor. He was stripped down to his briefs and drunk as a dog. I frowned down on his disgusting behavior, but I went into my room anyway. He'd come to in a minute. A note on my bedroom door told me social services would be coming by in and hour to see how things were going.

I opened my door and threw my self at my bed. It wasn't to far a jump since it was only far enough away from the door so I could open and close it with ease. Crawling to the other side of the bed, I stuck my head into the tiny space between it and the wall and pulled out a book I had taken from some library in some town.

It was my favorite, "king of the wind." It was about an Arabian horse that was as fast as the wind, but was sold with his stable boy to some guy and mistreated on the way over the sea. He was mistreated there too because of his small size, but eventually was able to run away with his stable boy and be free.

How I hoped I could be free too. Free from the terror of someone finding out my secrets, free from the dread of transforming and killing some one, free from never belonging, free from everyone having everything and then having to take what's mine too, free from life in general. I don't want to do what someone says is okay for the rest of my life! I want to make my own choices, my own destiny. And all that could have been done if it weren't for Kikyou. I hope she's dead. It's what she deserves.

But my uncle had apparently come to, and he was mad. I could hear him yelling and shouting at the TV. At least I think it was a TV. He kept calling it 'thing' and 'it.' Then I heard a crash and he was yelling 'creature' and 'abomination' instead. That was not good. Not good at all.

I didn't want to deal with him right now, so I hid between my bed and the wall. He would only see me if he took of my sheets or he looked underneath it with a flashlight and saw my arms holding me up. I heard my door open and instantly the smell of alcohol filled the room. There was also the smell of sweat and his anger. I didn't know why I was suddenly afraid. I could kill him anytime I wanted, what was there to be scared of? But I was scared.

The bed suddenly gave a violent jerk and I was pinned against the wall, unable to breath. He must have seen my struggles, for he pushed the bed harder against the wall, almost crushing me.

Then the doorbell rang. It must have been an angel, for he was distracted long enough to me to get out of there and under my bed. He gave it one final push and was delighted that the bed hit the wall with a loud crunch. It was the book's cover being snapped in half that mad the sound. He left the room very happy at the thought I was dead, until I had to save the book. I scooted the bed a few inches away form the wall so I could get it, but it screeched across the floor. And then I had to let the book drop with a thud before I could catch it.

I could hear him stop mid-step, then turning on his heel. But he didn't charge towards me in a drunken rage. He ran off to the garage. I saw my chance and I ran out of my room to a better place. If I stayed there, he could have cornered me too easily. I debated on running out the door, but the social workers would be here any minute.

While I was thinking, I must have let my guard down, because I was suddenly picked up and slammed against the entryway wall. I couldn't turn around to see what he was doing, but I knew it had to do with whatever he took out of the garage. He could have anything in his free hand; a drill, a saw, a wrench, a knife, wire cutters. But I didn't have time to think. I had to get free now so I could keep my head later. I was able to squirm my way free just as he punctured the wall with his weapon right where my head had been. I didn't bother to take notice of what it was until I was across the room.

It was a crowbar. He was going to kill me with the sharp end of a crowbar. He ran at me again and I just barely managed to jump out of the way. He ran head first into the door, knocking it down. While he scrambled to get up, I changed into my normal form and prepared to fight, until I turned around and saw that the social workers had arrived.

And here I was, looking like the hanyou I am, in the middle of a battle scene with a man who just hit a door hard enough to knock it clean off it's hinges. And I didn't even have the incantation to make me look human again with me. I can only assume they put one and one together and thought I had attacked my uncle.

"And what just happened?" the main worker asked, pulling out a gun and aiming at me. She walked into the house a littleways andtheshadow of her head fell right on where the crowbar was and my head had been.

"I'll tell you what almost happened. See your shadow? That almost happened to my head!" I shouted at her.

The entire group of about 3 S.W. (a.n. I'm getting sick of writing social worker) turned to see what I was talking about and realized what I had said. They all walked into the house while5 that had been outsidewent to check on my uncle. It was all over. I knew it. They were going to believe my uncle because he's human and not me because I'm half demon. Then I'll go to jail where all the uncontrollable demons go and either I'll get the chair or the other inmates will kill me. It was all over, and I couldn't even escape.

Ending! Sorry to use such a cliffie with you guys. I need to stop now and write more for my other stories that have been waiting longer than this one. Sorry, I'll write another chapter after I'm done and it might be out before tonight is done!