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S.I.M. Chapter 3: School Really Sucks

Kagome, Sango, nor Rin had the same classes. They didn't even share the same lunch; instead Rin got to contribute her lunch with a group of girls who were faultless in every way. There were four girls in that fastidious assembly; the leader was named Shiina some-thing-or-the-other. Rin never did anything to make Shiina hate her. On first day of school, after Shiina came back from her summer trip in Europe, everyone suddenly wanted to be her best friend, except Rin. Shiina had grown used to receiving whatever she wanted and when Rin came to school with a multihued butterfly barrette that she had worked hard for and wouldn't give it to Shiina, that is when the trouble all started. So perhaps Rin did do something or rather not do it.

Shiina and her group loved to pick on Rin and her lack of money, lack of romance, and basically lack of a social life outside of Kagome and Sango. Luckily lunch was Rin's last period however Rin never ate lunch so she usually sat on the cold concrete watching her peers with a blank stare.

Kagome had 'accidentally' let it slip that Her, Sango, and Rin were going meet S.I.M. and now Shiina coerced her more than ever.

"Well, look here. Not eating again Rin? Afraid to let S.I.M. see how fat you truly are. Oh sorry, they won't be able to tell with the crap that you usually ware. So I guess that is one good aspect to your 'clothes.' " Shiina giggled with the back of her hand suppressed lightly against her mouth. That gesture reminded Rin, of the bad girls in the movies with the evil laugh that always have their hands squished against their face like they are trying to whisper something. When Rin didn't respond to her comment and just continued to look at her Shiina got even more annoyed.

"God, don't you ever say something? Geez, you sit there all lunch period and just stare at everyone. It's creepy so stop doing it! No one likes it! No one likes you! And just because you're going to see one of the best bands in the world and meet them doesn't change the fact that you're still a freak." Shiina smirked down upon Rin "I bet they'll think the same thing too. After all who could think someone who looks like you is anything other than a freak?"

Shiinna's clones all giggled and agreed. Rin didn't blame them, her father made her work last night with a very loyal client. She had stayed up all night trying to please him and did what he said, but unfortunately Rin couldn't get what he wanted right, so instead she got slapped. His wedding ring hit the side of her cheek and left a bloody scar that was still fresh, but Rin had it covered with a band-aid. Rin had no time to comb her hair so she was sure that wisps of it were flying everywhere, and the fact that she couldn't take a bath because her father, once again, forgot to pay the bills, didn't help her scent. But still having that all thrown in your face wasn't the most preeminent emotion in the world. Rin nibbled at her lip and looked away from their faultless tanned legs.

"Come on, our work is done here." Shiina turned and dumped her milk carton on Rin's head. Rin gasped as the freezing milk hit the top of her head. "Oops," Shiina said under a laugh, "Oh, well. I heard that milk is excellent for the hair, maybe that'll help yours some. I doubt it, but you should thank me." Shiina smirked at Rin one last time before she turned and walked away.

Thanks bitch. Rin angrily thought at Shiina's perfectly shaped back. She glared at her but realized that wasn't going to get her anywhere with this problem. Rin sighed and stood up; drips of milk still lingered on her face filled with irritation. Just as she grabbed the door handle to the cafeteria the bell rang and the door swung open bending back her hand in a very uncomfortable position. What was worse nobody seemed to notice. They just pushed pasted her glaring at her for being in the way. Tears of pain stung at the side of her eyes, yet she didn't let a drop fall, she had felt worse thanks to her father she knew how to shut-up and take it without complaint. After what about what seemed like a million kids had passed the door let go of its tension. Rin breathed out the air she had been holding in.

"Rin, are you alright?" a concern voice behind her sounded.

The surprising voice startled Rin and she took a rapid intake of breath, "Oh, I'm sorry you just scared me Mr. Taki." Rin tried to smile at the one teacher who she could actually talk to, without the fear that he might blab her secrets.

Mr. Taki was a young teacher and the new 'heart throb' around the school. Rin didn't pay any attention to him at first. Why should she? She had no valid reason to ogle her eyes out. Though Rin had to admit he was very handsome. With his heavy Osaka accent, and his layered brown hair that always looked like it was wind-blown, falling into his eyes. His eyes were something else; always looking happy making Rin feel like there was nothing bad in the world. Rin still hadn't decided what color it was, they always seemed to be changing. Today they were green around his pupil but slowly turned to blue as you moved out.

One day he changed her opinion about him. Shiina was kicking a bruise on Rin's leg, when Mr. Taki walked around the corner. "What the hell are you doing to her?" his eyes, which was a grayish blue that day, were wide with shock. "Stop that this instant! Can't you see that she is bleeding?" Shiina, being one of his many fangirls, faked an apology for Rin. But tried to speak more with him by making up some lame excuse about a paper she didn't even have to write. He glared at her, "Look. Just leave. If you think you can get away with what you're doing to me, especially after what I just observed, than you should really consider what I am capable of."

Shiina smiled sweetly at him, thinking he was flirting with her, "Well, why don't you show me exactly what your capable of?"

Mr. Taki smiled at her and put both his hands on her shoulder and whispered in her ear, "I can't show you here silly. I'd get fired. And you wouldn't want that now would you?"

"Of course not. I think you're really sexy, the school would be so boring without you here." Shiina giggled.

Rin who was still on the floor thought she was about to puke. She hated what she was witnessing. Mr. Taki, you are a filthy, disgusting, pervted, freak!

Mr. Taki turned Shiina around and guided her to the nearest door, "I'll show you exactly what I'm capable of when we're all by ourselves. Let's go in here."

Shiina giggled, "Okay."

Mr. Taki opened the door and pushed her inside, quickly shutting it and locking it before Shiina could realize she had just been duked. He turned back around at Rin, who was looking at him with astonishment. No guy had ever refused Shiina, including teachers, but Mr. Taki… Rin started to laugh as she heard the frantic pounding coming with inside the door, "Hey Mr. Taki! That's no fair!"

"Well neither is you, hitting this girl here, and then trying to seduce me. I mean what the hell could you possibly be thinking?" Mr. Taki replied as he bent down at Rin's side. "Hey. Are you okay?"

Rin was about to answer when she suddenly felt strong arms around her and her body being picked up. "Mr. Taki! What if one of the teachers sees you? You could be in serious trouble! I'm fine I can walk."

"Don't be stubborn. Have you seen your legs? I don't care what the other teachers think. You need to see the nurse right away." Ever since then Rin had always visited his room when school was out.

Mr. Taki helped her untangle her hand from the door, "Kami, Rin ever time I meet you outside my room, you seem to always be getting hurt." Mr. Taki smiled at Rin.

"Yeah, I guess I'm just an accident-prone."

Mr. Taki laughed. "Oh, Rin you really need to stop getting hurt all the time. You are so beautiful, but those bruises and scars make you seem ugly."

Rin looked confused, "Thank you? I'm not sure if I should take that as a compliment."

Mr. Taki smiled and looked up at her, "Come on, lets get you clean up. What is this a new hair treatment?" He tenderly lifted a lock of hair that was drenched in milk.

"Very funny. No someone just spilled their milk on me."

"What does she have against you?" Mr. Taki said, taking hold of Rin's good hand and walking in the direction of the school clinic.

"Who?"

"Don't play stupid. That is her job."

"Honestly, I don't know. I mean she has everything. Why bother me?"

"Well it could be that you're meeting one of the most famous groups in Japan."

"You know about that?"

"Rin, everybody knows about that. Thanks to your friend Kagome."

Rin rolled her eyes, "Yeah, I guess that could be why she has been meaner than usual."

Mr. Taki opened the door to the clinic, "Great," he said sarcastically. "She's gone. Well here, Rin you go sit down and I'll bring you a towel and some bandages."

"I can get it myself, Sensei."

"But I need to practice being more gentlemanly like, speaking in the words of my mother."

Rin lean back, and slowly drifted into the world of her own thoughts. Just a couple more days, then I can really have some fun. The smile on Rin's face faded as she recalled what Shiina said.

"Hey Rin, don't let it get to you." Mr. Taki's voice snapped her back into reality as he crouched down in front of her and tenderly took her hand. Carefully he wrapped it, not too lose but not so it was cutting off the circulation to Rin's fingers.

"Let what?"

Mr. Taki looked up at Rin. His eyes changed again. Now they're a bluish brown. "Whatever Miss. Shiina said to you. It's not true." He stood up and glanced at his watch. "Well, looks like you need to be heading home."

Rin made a face as the suggestion was made for her to 'head home.' "Sensei, if you don't mind me saying so, but 'home' is the last place I need to go right now."

Mr. Taki nodded in agreement, "What did your father do?"

Rin looked around nervously, "Um, can we continue this discussion later?"

Mr. Taki smiled, "Would you like to go get somethin' to eat? Or you can taste my wonderful home cooking? And when I say home cooking I really mean some rice balls."

Rin smiled, "I've never gone out before."

"Oh, well I know a perfect place. Nice and clean."

"And cheap." Rin added.

"Shut-up. When you have to start paying bills- Oh, I'm sorry Rin." Mr. Taki knew that Rin already indeed paid the bills when her father couldn't, not with money though.

Rin waved the statement away, as if she were shooing a fly. "It is okay. Don't worry about it, Sensei."

"Hey, you can call me by my real name, you know? School is out."

Rin got up and followed Mr. Taki out the school door and to his truck. "I don't know you're real name, Sensei."

"Kazama."

"Kazama?" Rin repeated back stupidly. They reached his truck, which was already unlocked so Rin didn't have to wait for him to unlock the door for her. She climbed into the passenger seat and leaned back against the leather interior. For a teacher, he really knows how to pick a good car. It must be new. I can still smell that new car scent.

"Yeah," Kazama said with a sigh as he climbed in himself and put the key in the ignition.

"Are you sure I can call you that? I mean you are my teacher?"

"Really? And what do I teach you?"

Rin rolled her eyes, "Okay you're not my teacher but… well, you know. Its just weird calling you by your first name."

Kazama laughed, "Its okay. School is out so you have every right calling me by my first name as anyone else does. Just don't call me by it in school. I don't mind but the board of education would think it inappropriate."

"Well than why have me call you it now?"

Kazama looked uncomfortable for a moment, as if trying to choose the right words but none came to him. Finally he sighed and looked at Rin, "I guess because I want you to feel comfortable around me all the time. I know you don't exactly get that feeling at your house, but I want you to experience it with me at least, if that makes any sense?"

Rin smiled and nodded, "I understand Mr. Taki- Kazama. Sorry, old habits are hard to break. Now not to be rude or anything but can you start the car? We've been sitting here for some time now, and its kind of cold."

"Oh! I'm sorry." Kazama turned his key and put the gear in reverse. The engine started up and Rin could not feel it, unlike on the bus where her seat was almost vibrating.

"You have a nice car Kazama."

He placed a hand behind the back of her seat to turn around to see where he was backing up, "Yeah it better be nice. After what I paid for it." From bad experience Rin tensed up and slightly moved as if to ready her from a punch. Kazama stopped immediately and looked sadly at Rin, "Rin you do know that I would never hurt you?" Tenderly he placed a hand on Rin's shoulder. Rin nodded, not trusting herself to speak. Kazama smiled, "Good."

As Rin and her teacher/friend drove off Shiina stepped from behind car she was leaning against when Rin and Mr.Taki came along. So that slut is going after teachers now is she? That bitch, driving off with Mr.Taki and making out in his car! In the school parking lot too! At least I go to their houses! Shiina had been looking for some new material to torture Rin with, but now she thought of a better idea. This idea was much better than physically hurting Rin; after all this idea involved a backstage pass to the S.I.M. concert. A smile came across Shiina's face as she unlocked her Mercedes.

Loismustdie2389: hey hope you like this chapter and if you didn't too bad im not chaning it eventhough this Shiina person is an authentic bitch what the hell can she be concocting in that malevolence pretty petite head? Only I know MUWHAHAHAHA! clears throat well review and I'll try to get back to you I truly appreciate all of you who have been so good at criticizing my work I thank ya'll

Hey you know what I just thought of? how did she get out of that janitors closest? …. Oh well she picked it with a hairpin DEAL WITH IT!