Not That Social
Chapter Five

I want to give a shout out to Laurell-chan. I think I can safely say this without offending anyone : you are my favorite reviewer. Your advice helped a lot. Before I was just sitting down and writing the chapters consecutively in one sitting, for the most part. But ignoring the plot and focusing on what I know needed to be in the story helped me regain my focus. I have found a new muse and everything is back on track. I actually wrote this ADORABLE scene (in my opinion) for later in the story. It'll be up in a few chapters…it took a little bit longer to do this chapter than the others, but I don't think you'll be disappointed. So thanks again, Laurell-chan!

Other Reviewer responses:

Kura-chan15: You sound as if I haven't updated in ages! I know it's been a little slower than my other chapters, but I think I'm doing pretty good compared to some authors who take forever to update their stories…But oh well, here's the next chapter!

Normadgirl66: I'm really glad you like this story; it means a lot to me!

Crimsontears824: Thank you, I like that idea, too. That's why I did it for this chapter!

AN: I decided that Inuyasha wasn't getting enough show time in this story, so this chapter focuses mainly on him. Remember the rumors being spread in High School about him? Well, sadly, most rumors are based on some sort of fact…so here it is…


I knew that it was just a dream, just a memory that my mind had decided to replay thousands of times in my head. But it felt so genuine, so vibrant a lively. I felt as if he were right there again, back in the past when it had all happened.

I was standing on her porch. It was a cold day and the wind was whipping my hair about in a thousand directions, trying, it seemed, to take flight. My hand reached up to knock on the thick wooden door that led to her house, when I stopped. A feeling of dread suddenly seemed to fill my soul. I remembered this day like it was yesterday. I knew what was on the other side of that door, and I didn't want to see it again. And yet, I seemed to have no control over my body as my hand reached out and turned the doorknob.

My senses were immediately assaulted by thousands of scents, all of which could be linked to her. The smell was strongest upstairs, and before I could even form a straight thought I was climbing the steps.

Her room was at the end of the hall. And in my memory-fogged mind, it seemed to glow with an angelic light—almost calling me to it. I couldn't stop my feet from moving in that direction, even though I already knew what I would find behind that door.

It all happened so fast. I slammed open the door and there she was—lying on her bed with another man on top of her. I didn't recognize the other man, but, then again, I didn't actually take the time to look. In an instant I was on him, throwing punches and shouting curses. Behind me I faintly heard her yelling at me to stop, but I paid her no mind and continued with my attack.

I didn't know what came over me then, but it was as if I couldn't stop myself—not in the dream, and not in real life. The other guy struggled and managed to get in a few lucky shots, but I had the upper hand and I wasn't about to let him off easy. As the punches continued to rain down upon the man beneath me, all I could think was, 'Why? How could she?'

Before I knew it he was lying unconscious in a pool of his own blood on her once white carpet. I felt her wrap her arms around me, sobbing into my shoulder and trying to pull me away from his limp body.

"Inuyasha," she cried, her tears soaking through my shirt. "How could you?"

I seemed to be in an almost catatonic state. The only thing I could register was that I had just viciously attacked someone. All at once it came flooding back to me.

She had cheated on me.

"How could I?" I asked, turning to her and pushing her arms off of me. "How could I! Kikyou, how long has this been going on?"

I felt the anger rising in me again and it took all of my strength to keep it down. I made a promise to myself a long time ago that I would never hit a girl, and I wasn't about go back on that now. She sank to her knees and began sobbing into her hands, mumbling something incomprehensible. I had enough.

Grabbing the jacket that I must have thrown off sometime during the scuffle, I stormed out her door and down the hallway. I needed some fresh air.


Inuyasha shot up from bed, clutching his chest and trying to steady out his breathing. It was that nightmare again. Every night since it happened he had been reliving it in his dreams. It was as if the world was trying to mock him.

Glancing over to his alarm clock, he noticed that it was only a few minutes after midnight. He had enough time to get in a good night's rest before school in the morning, but he suddenly didn't feel tired anymore. Rather, he felt alert and very much awake. He decided that he wasn't going to get back to sleep any time soon and climbed out of bed.

For once he was glad that he slept in the clothes from the previous day as he grabbed the leather jacket hanging off of his desk chair and made his way outside. It was a muggy night and the air seemed to stick to his skin like thick dew. He pulled his long silver hair back and stuffed it into his helmet before climbing on his motorcycle and riding off.

Late night rides like this always seemed to calm him down. He could let his mind go and focus on the things around him—the purring of the motorcycle engine, the sound of the world rushing past him, the wind hitting his body. These were the things that set his mind at ease. On most nights he would just ride off in no particular direction until he got tired and headed for home. But tonight he had a destination.

He road noisily through the downtown section, weaving in and out of the light traffic that littered the roads. The town itself seemed to be asleep at this hour. The few twenty-four hour shops lit up the blocks, calling out to those late night travelers who were driving on two hours of sleep. But Inuyasha ignored all of this, keeping in mind his objective and driving on.

It didn't take long to get to the old seafood restaurant that he was looking for. It was the one that he had taken Kagome to earlier that day, and it was just as empty as it was then.

A few streetlights propped up along the coast set an eerie lighting to the beach as Inuyasha made his was down the sandy coastline toward his favorite place. The nature-made benches were abandoned as usual and he didn't hesitate to claim his place.

The ocean seemed so much more mysterious at night. The black waters kissed the shore in a low song to the heavens, giving the world a brief glimpse of its secrets. A few birds cawed their presence in the night skies, twirling around as if the time meant nothing to them. As Inuyasha sat there his mind seemed to go back to one person: Kagome. Those few hours he spent with her seemed almost magical.

She was the first person he had ever brought to his special spot. His dad used to bring him here when he was just a kid, too small to actually appreciate the beauty around him. When his father died, Inuyasha found himself coming here whenever he had something on his mind. It felt almost as if he was closer to his dad at this place.

He had to see her again; he knew this for certain.


"Kagome, dear, you have to get up." Kagome grumbled and turned over, pulling her blanket over her head and mumbling something about pink bunnies. "Kagome, you're going to be late!"

At those words, Kagome shot up from bed, staggering to her feet and looking around dazed. She saw her mother standing on the other side of her bed, the smile that was always there plastered across her face.

"Wha-" Kagome began, but was cut off by an unexpected yawn. "What time is it?"

"It's 8:45, dear. You must have forgot to set your alarm clock last night."

"8:45! Oh my god!" She quickly grabbed a clean uniform from her closet and shooed her mom from the room so she could get dressed, all the time mumbling, "I can't believe I slept in!"

Fifteen minutes later, a new record for her, Kagome rushed out of her room, still brushing her hair and fiddling with her makeup. She grabbed a waffle from the toaster and rushed out of the house.

"Bye mom!" She called over he shoulder as she ran to her car. Her mother just smiled and continued with the housekeeping.

Going twenty miles over the speed limit and running red lights, she still managed to be late for school. Kagome pulled into the parking lot ten minutes after the first bell, grumbling and cursing her misfortune.

The halls were empty as Kagome made her way to the attendance office, hoping to get an exemption from being tardy. There were three kids in the office already, waiting in line and talking amongst each other. Kagome immediately noticed the dirty looks they shot her when she opened the door.

'This still?' she thought with a frown. 'You'd think they'd have something better to talk about.'

The line moved quickly, and before Kagome knew it she was headed for her first period class. The day moved slowly from that point on. It seemed as if time was stuck in molasses and she found herself mentally screaming at the clock to move faster. It was all books and tests until lunch.

Kagome, deciding to avoid the stares that had been shot at her all day, evaded the lunchroom completely and headed straight for the main doors. Half way there she stopped when she heard someone call her name. Spinning around quickly, she saw Sango and Miroku at the end of the hallway, catching their breath and waving her over.

"Kagome!" Miroku spoke up as they ran to her side. "Listen, we're sorry about the other day, honestly."

"Yeah," Sango agreed. "We weren't thinking. You were right. Can you find it in your heart to forgive us?"

Kagome thought for a moment. She wasn't expecting them to apologize, especially not so soon. Did they really mean what they were saying?

"Well, I guess so. I mean, you were adult enough to apologize," Kagome smiled. Sango began jumping up and down, ecstatic to have her friend back. Kagome noticed Miroku looking at Sango's ass as she jumped up and down. "Pervert."

"Who, me?" He asked innocently.

"You know, you can come sit with us in the lunchroom if you want." Sango offered. Kagome looked over to the door and back at her friends, thinking over Sango's proposal. She was hoping to run into Inuyasha outside again today.

'Listen, Kags,' her conscious piped up. 'Go with your friends. They're exactly what you need right now. And you wouldn't want to let them down, would you?'

"Alright, thanks guys." They headed off toward the crowded lunchroom, Kagome occasionally looking over her shoulder towards the main door.


Inuyasha sat in his favorite tree out in the common, his eyes carefully trained on the main doors. Any minute now, Kagome would come out with her lunch and sit under his tree. That's when he would tell her.

Five minutes passed and Inuyasha began to worry. 'Where is she?' he thought, not taking his eyes from the door. 'She should have gotten her lunch by now.' The crowd of kids began to dwindle, and before long no one else was exiting the building. The strange feeling of his heart sinking into his chest overwhelmed Inuyasha. He had skipped the whole day of school, showing up at lunch just to see her. And then she doesn't show?

Inuyasha was never one to let his feelings get the best of him, but something inside of him felt rejected. 'She's probably sitting with her friends,' he tried to reassure himself. 'It's not like she knew I would be sitting out here.' But these thoughts didn't help heal the pain that filled his chest.

"I guess I'll catch her tomorrow, then," he whispered dejectedly, jumping from the tree and heading for the parking lot.


AN: I start school at 9 and get out at 3:30. So that's where I got the time from…so, uhm, yeah. Oh, and this is definitely not the end of the whole Inuyasha/Kikyou thing. That'll slowly be revealed throughout the story. I'm not entirely sure what I want to happen to her yet, but I have a pretty good idea.


I hope that wasn't too short. I'm trying my hardest people! But I think the chapter was longer than the last (I could be wrong about that) and the next one will be longer. It's getting there…

Review, please!