Author's Note: Hey there, everyone! Welcome to...dun dun dun...chapter three!

I have an independent story that was written by a friend and I as well. If you would like to check it out, the link his near the top of my bio. Thanks!

No new words this time! Yay! ((Waves small flag))

Chapter 3- All Boys Are Different...And Weird

And, right then, Kagome wanted to barf.

"You do?" Miroku asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Of course! You must be Kagome's brother!" Yura said sweetly.

Woah, since when did Yura say Kagome's name with no killing undertone? Or give a vicious remark to follow it? "Yes...that's it." Kagome blinked. She had thought it was over for sure.

"I knew it!" Yura said, her hand now out of Miroku's hair and on her hip. "Kagome and I talk a lot, I recognized you as soon as I saw you. You look alike, of course, your much more attr-"

Miroku coughed violently. Kagome decided she didn't want to hear Yura continue with her completely false load of crap.

"I have to go," Kagome snapped, her eyes flashing dangerously at Yura.

This, unknowingly, made Yura even more attracted to this mysterious young 'boy'. She loved hard-to-get, and his hair was simply gorgeous. Well shampooed, no split ends, very shiny. Yes, he was a good catch indeed. Such a cute face!

"Oh, pity," Yura pouted, making Kagome inwardly twitch.

"Okay," Kagome said, rather distrubed and at a loss for words. She opened the door and quickly walked down the hall with no clue of where to go next. She spotted a group of boys who glanced at her and then stuck their noses up and continued walking. Kagome cursed them under her breath, notcing Kouga, the boy she had danced with before, was in the group. It looked like he was leading it, in fact.

"What are doing?" Came a harsh voice.

"Inuyasha?" Kagome looked into golden eyes and smiled. "Hi!"

Inuyasha, freaked out by Kagome's incredably happy/hyper smile, just grunted in response.

Kagome finally acknowlaged he had asked a question. "Well, Miroku has this girl in our room, so I left."

Inuyasha made a face. "Doing that in front of you already?"

Kagome paled. Doing...what?

Inuyasha continued walking, Kagome following behind him. "He should be more careful about who lets know about that. You look like a suck up, no offense." Kagome wasn't really paying attention. There were so many boys. Everytime one glanced at her, she got paranoid. "HEY! Are you even listening to me?" Kagome's head snapped up to face Inuyasha's glare.

"Oh, sorry, I-"

Inuyasha sighed and waved her off. "Never mind. Why are yuou following me anyway? Go make some friends or something."

Kagome blinked. "But, your Miroku's friend, and I'm his roommate, so shouldn't we be friends?" After that sentance spilled from her mouth, she hoped she didn't sound desprete or something.

"Are you desprete or something?" Inuyasha asked, makng another face.

Kagome blushed and glared. She was NOT desprete for friends...much. "No! I just think we should try to get along is all!"

Inuyasha stared blankly at her. She was weird. "Whatever."

Kagome smiled, taking that for a victory. "So, do you like it here?"

Inuyasha grunted. "No."

"Why not?"

"Because I don't."

"That's not a very good reason."

"Would you just shut up? Maybe I don't want to tell you."

"Why not? What's wrong with me?"

"Want me to pull out the list?"

"You wrote something about me. How nice," Kagome smiled, knowing full-well he was being mean and sarcastic.

"You...are weird," Inuyasha concluded, taking the stairs quickly.

Kagome paused. Why was she weird? "Hey, wait up, Inuyasha. How do you walk so fast?"

"How do you find so many fucking questions to ask?" Inuyasha snapped back. Why, out of all people, did he have to be accociated with this guy for? Kag reminded him of Houjo. And with that, Inuyasha shivered and walked faster, ignoring Kag's cries behind him to slow down. Until, that is, she hit him with her left shoe. "You bastard! What the Hell was THAT for?" Inuyasha fumed.

Kagome ran, put her shoe back on, and said, "For ignoring me and being mean."

"What kind of lame ass throws their shoe?" Inuyasha asked.

Kagome blushed. What was lame about throwing shoes at people? Isn't it violent? Don't guys like violent people? ( ----Boy deprived) "Um...me?"

Inuyasha sighed and shook his head, half-smirking. "You really are weird." Okay, Kag was only 2/3 like Houjo.

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"I..." Kagome huffed, turning down another corner. "...Hate..." Kagome slid around the next turn, dropping one of her books. She quickly picked it back up and continued running, just as a loud RING echoed through the hallway. "...Miroku!" And she pushed the door open, panting openly. She smiled tto herself, having opened the door just as the bell rang. That made her on time, right? Kagome looked up. Judging by the look her first period teacher was giving her, Kagome was way off in her assumption.

A short, rather evil-looking man with huge, round glasses glared up at her.

"I'm sorry, I'm late um..." Kagome quickly took out her shedule. "...Mr. Akamatsu." And Kagome smiled charmingly. She forgot that she couldn't win over male teachers when she was...well...a male as well.

The man raised an eyebrow at her. "What is your name, young man?"

Kagome tried (and failed) to ignore the whispers that were coming from the rest of the class and said, quietly, "Higurashi Kag."

Ovbiously, Totousi had said something to Kagome's teachers, because the man emidiatly told her to sit down and lost the malovent glint in his eyes.

Kagome glanced around the room, but there were no familier faces. She saw one empty seat in the back of the room and quickly sat down. She glanced up to see who she was sitting by and felt sick. It was Kouga. The guy from the dance. He glanced at her and glared.

"Hey," he said. "You better move tomorrow when my buddy gets back. He's sick, and that's the only reason why I'll allow you to sit here." He looked mean, and took on a male form of Yura. Kagome glared. It figured that he was just like she expected he was outside of dances and flirting with girls. Well, he could rot in H-

"Kag?" The teacher asked again. "What's the answer?"

"Purple?"

Long pause.

Yes, her day was going to suck.

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During second period, Kagome was in Miroku's class. Just as she suspected, he was very popular...to those who had no sisters. Every other guy seemed aprehensive and often sent glares his way. Kagome was still shy around so many boys at once. They were everywhere. She felt like a black sheep amongst all the white.

Some of the boys were nice enough to talk to her, but Kagome sensed this had to do with because she was hanging with Miroku, and he seemed to like her well enough. Kagome did have her doubts about Miroku at first...and she still wasn't going to let him near Rin or Sango if they ever happened to meet, but he was nice for being as popular as he was.

At third period, Kagome sat next to Inuyasha, although he seemed slightly peeved.

"What's wrong?" Kagome asked cheerfully as she took out her English book. It was such a difficult language to learn (:P).

Inuyasha sighed. It was English class. What else could be wrong?

Kagome and Inuyasha walked to lunch together. Inuyasha got another apple and five bowls of ramen.

"How can you eat all that? Do you really like ramen? Why do you-"

"Yes, I like ramen. Now, shut up!" Inuyasha bristled.

"Tsk, tsk, this is why you don't make friends, Inuyasha," Miroku said.

"Oh, shut up," Inuyasha snapped and sat down.

"So," Miroku chirped, eager to start a normal conversation. "How do you like your classes, Kag?"

"They're great!" No snotty girls, no hallway arguements, no put-downs...eccept for my looks, but I can get over that! Kagome hummed to herself.

"That's good," Miroku said, looking distant. Kagome just then relized a new person had joined the table. An unusually small boy with orange hair tied back into a miniture ponytail was eating his food like a manical vacuum.

Kagome had to keep herself from smothering him with hugs. He had huge, innocent green eyes and was so short...she could practiclly see the tormented memories of his shortness flashing by her. "Who's this?" She asked, keeping the sparkling of her eyes to a minimum.

"I'm Shippou," The boy said proudly.

Inuyasha seemed to notice him for the first time and he groaned. "Go away, runt."

Kagome glared at him. "Don't call him that!" She smiled at him. "I'm Kago-um, Kag."

"Hi." Shippou said, still glaring at Inuyasha. "And I am NOT a runt! I could...I could..." But fear took over, and Shippou became silent.

Kagome found Shippou to be the most adorable little boy she had ever seen. He looked like he was from an elementry school, not a high school student. Kagome's will was quite strong, for she kept from poking or hugging him. Although, she did allow her fingers to twitch slightly.

"Leave Shippou alone today, Inuyasha," Miroku said.

"Keh!" Inuyasha answered in retaliation.

"Inuyasha's mean," Shippou said to no one in particular.

"I heard that, midgit!" Inuyasha began, but stopped again when the three other people glared at him. "Damn you all."

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Kagome had her next class with Shippou, and her fifth period with Miroku and Inuyasha. It was time for the last class of the day: pottery. Miroku had smiled at Kagome and waved as she went into the class. This was rather frightening, because he looked like he was waving good bye at her before her demise. Kagome took a look at the class.

One boy was picking his nose and had massive glasses, two were sitting inexplainably close to one another, another was the tallest man Kagome had ever seen and was sleeping like a giant beast with loud snores, and then, there was the boy with the lipstick.

That was a boy, right?

RIGHT?!

Kagome gulped. The boy with the lipstick looked up and smiled.

"Hi! Sit over here! Are you the new guy? I think I saw you at lunch!" He waved excitedly, and reminded Kagome of Rin when she got really excited...in a freakish, twisted, unsimilar way.

"Oh, t-thank you," kagome said stiffly and forced her legs to move toward him as he patted the seat next o him, the perky smile never leaving.

"I never caught you name, what is it?" The boy asked as Kagome sat down timidly.

"Kag."

"Kag? That's odd. Well, I'm Jakotsu!" His excitement in saying his name matched someone saying they just won a million dollars.

"It's nice to meet you." Kagome's dull mind finally figured it out. Jakotsu was gay. Very gay, indeed. And very open, too, seeing as how he had just pulled out deep red lipstick and was now putting it on whilst humming to himself.

Kagome liked him already.

The class was fairly interesting. The teacher, who who appeared to be either perky by nature with some meds mixed in, or gay himself, was constantly telling the class to expand their minds and be open to the world of clay. Kagome found this amusing and a nice change from the other teachers. Since she arrived two weeks into the school year, they had already begun their first project. Jakotsu was constantly laughing at Kagome's lack of skill. Until Kagome's nonexsistant skill threw a huge bit of clay into his amused face.

And then it was war.

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"JAKOTSU? Oddly perky, lipstick-wearing, GAY Jakotsu?!"

Kagome blinked innocently. "Are there more than one?"

Miroku was not amused. "Don't hang around Jakotsu. People will get...ideas. There's nothing to get 'ideas' about, right, Kag?" He was looking very seriouly into her eyes.

"What? No! Of course not! I'm not gay!" I'm just into guys...

Miroku rubbed his temples. "Good, good. Just, don't talk to the guy. People will ge tte wrong idea and...Jakotsu isn't exactly...Inuyasha's favorite person."

"Really? Why?"

"He filed a restraining order."

"Oh, Good Heavens."

"Right. Don't mention anything about Ol' Jakie to Inuyasha then, ne?"

Kagome shook her head. "Of course not. But, why did he file-"

"I'm under oath. I'd tell you, but-"

"Then you'd have to kill me?"

Miroku sighed. "No, I'd have to change my name and grow a beard or face his unforgiving wrath." He visibly shivered.

"Oh. But, Jakotsu seems ni-"

"It doesn't matter how he seems!" Miroku warned, pointly his finger at Kagome accusingly. "You'll be sorry later, I warn you! You will be sorry!"

"Goodnight, Miroku."

"Fine, don't listen to me. But, don't say I didn't warn you."

"Goodnight, Miroku."

"I'm just doing my part as your fr-"

"GOODNIGHT, MIROKU!"

And then it dawned on her. Boys were not all the same. She had always seen them as sex driven animals with no actual, well-functioning brain. All of them seemed alike. They were in fact very different.

And very weird. Yes, they were very weird indeed.

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A/N Hope you enjoyed chapter three. I always loved Jakotsu in the anime, and he is a fun character to use in this fanfiction. I update as soon as possible now that finals are over. Who amI kidding? I don't study. That's just my excuse. Here's another one: My classes are going to be all mixed up for the new semester. So, I will be very stressed.

Yeah, right. 'Stressed'.

But, you buy it right? ((Sparkly eyes))

-Miko Motoko