Summary: Kagome has always felt like something is wrong with Kikyou. Kikyou starts to hang out with her, for one reason or another. Pull your enemies closer than your friends right? Kagome watches from the sidelines as this new girl starts to talk about Inuyasha in ways she can't stand. Based off of my friendship with someone else.

Rated M because of the way Kikyou talks. That's the main reason why...

- Kagome: This is me! I'm 14 in the beginning of the story, and, still a freshman. Blech.
- Kikyou: My so-called-friend, Megan. Everytime she speaks, she manages to gross me out. She's 14 in the beginning and a freshman.
- Inuyasha: My friend, Chris. Even though I like him, he'll never know it. Freshman in high school and 14 in the beginning.
- Miroku: My friend, Patrick. Even though I beat him over the head a lot, Patrick is usually very sweet and tries to keep his hands to himself. Freshman in high school and 15 in the beginning.
- Sango: My friend, Miranda. She's really nice and tends to mess up things. Usually phrases that she combines to sound stupid. She's 14 and a freshman in the beginning.

Ami, Eri, and Yumi... Are those the names of Kagome's three friends? Well, that's what I'm calling them since I don't know...

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Confusion With Love
Chapter Four- Poison

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So, Kikyou decided to push herself into our group. I could handle that, since I was grown up. Not like her, though. Kikyou started to force Inuyasha into things, saying that he was going to do things, he just didn't know it yet. It disgusted me. Not as much as her suddenly being my friend, though.

"Hey, Kagome!" Kikyou called out to me. I walked up to her, wondering what in the world she could want to say now. She'd started being my friend for the past week. It'd been two weeks since she staked her claim over Inuyasha. It'd been forever since I was sick of her face.

"Hi!" I told her happily. I couldn't stand her, but I wasn't about to let her know that. She'd tell Inuyasha some distorted version of me not liking her, then Inuyasha would hate me. That last thing I wanted was for my crush to hate me. That would ruin me more than you could think.

There was no one else out of the lockerrooms yet, which is why I should've gone back in. She wouldn't have said the things in front of other people. I still wish I had gone in to get a jacket or something.

"Can I talk to you while we walk around the basketball courts?" She asked innocently. She gave me the tilt of her head that would make any guy in love. It made me sick.

"Sure." I told her with fake enthusiasm. If one thing, I was glad that Inuyasha picked a stupid girl. She had no concept of sarcasm, or fake emotions. Like my enthusiasm was fake, I also had a lot of other fake feelings set up just for her. She was too stupid to even realize it.

So, the teacher blew the whistle and everyone went off to enjoy Free Friday. Who came up with calling it that, anyway? It's a bad name, if you ask me. Where was I? Oh yes, Kikyou and I walking around the basketball courts.

"So, Inuyasha and I have started talking over the phone." She started. I mentally rolled my eyes and wondered why she even bothered to tell me this. Then again, she did think I was her friend, so it made sense... Maybe not...

"Okay..." I promted her. I didn't want to hear more of it, but she seemed determined to tell me.

"I asked him how long his penis was, and he said it was seven inches." She told me. I looked at her in shock, wondering if I had heard that right. The girl who goes for the little-girl-innocence look just told me the size of her boyfriend. Even worse, her boyfriend happened to be my friend that I was crushing on.

"Wouldn't that be so awesome if it really was that size?" She asked me happily. I nodded my head dumbly, even though I didn't really care for what she thought. That was nasty. Even worse than having her tell me, Inuyasha told that to her. Did that mean that Inuyasha was a pervert, too? I hoped not.

Despite what I hoped, I knew that he wasn't right in the head. If a guy I was really in love with wanted to get that kind of information from me, I'd have told him to back off. I would want things to be more gradual than what Inuyasha and Kikyou were doing. They had hardly been dating for two weeks and he was telling her how big he was.

"Hey, I was listening to this talk show this morning..." She began. I was wondering if this was a talk show, or an audio version of porn. I was leaning on the second half, considering what she had just told me about my best friend.

"What'd I say?" I automatically asked her. I wanted to hit myself several times for asking that. I didn't care what it said, and I preferred not to even hear it. Kikyou was nasty enough without me asking her for more details.

"Well, it was talking about if you should shave down there," How happy was I that she didn't use any sex lingo? Test results were... OVERJOYED!

"If you shave down there, about how it helps and all. Some people leave it natural and some people shave it." She told me. I looked around towards the tennis courts, trying to ignore the conversation. I knew I was blushing, and I preferred to keep it hidden. Especially since my lack of comfort with the subject may have earned me the outcast title.

"So, do you shave it or leave it natural? Or do you cut it short?" She asked me. I gawked at her words as I tried to digest her words. It was no use; they were undigestable. Her words were like the poison coming out of a scorpion. There just seemed to be no limit to how much she could give out.

"Huh?" I tried to stall for time. I wasn't prepared to tell her things like that. I knew what I did, but she didn't need to know. But, quickly overcoming embarassment, was fear. What if what I did wasn't normal? What if Kikyou and everyone else would treat me like an outcast because I shave myself?

"Well, what do you do with the hair down there?" She asked. She gave me that tilt of her head, and it only aggrivated me. How could she attempt to act so innocent when she was talking to me about this! Okay, I guess it was only hair. Still. I was just a freshman and wasn't quite used to the idea of talking about this.

"Can I use a pass? I don't feel comfortable answering this." I told her. I should have said that I wasn't comfortable talking about it, but I didn't. I may never know why my words came out that way.

"Alright. Sorry, didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." Liar. "I shave mine." She told me. At least I knew that something wasn't wrong with me. If I ever got teased, I could turn around and tell everyone that Kikyou did the same thing. Eh. Hopefully, no one would have to know.

"Oh." I squeaked. That was around the point when I started wishing for something else to happen. I had this class for thirty more minutes, and I didn't want to spend them with her. I would have been glad to hang out with Hojo, Ami, Eri, and Yumi. They were all really nice people, even though they often got strange.

"I asked Inuyasha about it. He said that he leaves it natural because he's afraid of his parents thinking he's gay." She willingly blurted. I wondered if Inuyasha knew that Kikyou would be spilling this information when she got it. Did he know that one of his friends knew some of the most intimite things about him?

I could almost laugh at his discomfort if I told him. If I told Inuyasha aboutmy knowledge of these things, and the crush I'd had on him since we went 'out', he would worry. He'd have a stalker, but she got the information out of his girlfriend's gossip. So, would it still be stalking?

"I heard on the station that, if you shave the hair around the penis, it accentuates the balls." Kikyou told me. I didn't need to know how many shades of red I had invented off of hearing that information. I didn't have experience with things like that (other than what I read), and I didn't want it.

"Maybe I should tell Inuyasha that." Kikyou mused out loud. I started at her then looked up towards the locker doors. Proof suddenly came that there was someone looking out for me. That life wasn't cruel.

The teacher blew the whistle. Everyone went to the lockerrooms. I was first in. Kikyou was last in. I dressed out, and left. My first time ditching school, and I had a perfectly good reason. My friend was practically reading me porn. I didn't know if written porn had it's own name, but I know I'd seen it.

I walked home, trying to digest or puke up the information I had just gotten. I just learned something about my best friend. Knowing Kikyou's influence on Inuyasha's life, he'd shave himself if she asked to. I didn't want to think of him like that. Sure, I liked him quite a lot, but that was overstepping the border line of liking someone. That was lusting after him, which isn't where I wanted to be falling into.

- Bipolar Tangerine