Chapter 32

"Dream…they shall dream. Each night, they shall dream of each other until the day it all falls into line. Until the day that Inuyasha slays Kagome. The day will come, the day of the full moon…and neither of them will be able to resist. They will give in to temptation and the miko will be dead by sunrise."

With a startling squeak, the door marked 'English' opened to reveal a boy dress in red. He let himself in, his arms finding their way into the big, billowing sleeves of his blood red haori after making a quick getaway from the miko's hand.

"So nice of you to join us today, Kagome!" The young male teacher greeted from the blackboard as he gently lowered a short piece of chalk to smile over at the girl who entered right after the boy. "Whose you're friend and shall he be joining us?"

"Um. Yes, Mr. Murashima. This is my….friend. He…doesn't go to school around here and he was…just visiting me for a couple of days during the week. I thought it would be okay to bring him with me to school today. Is that alright?" Kagome lied, eyes lowering to her feet so she didn't show the blush that crawled over her features. She was a terrible liar.

"Does this young man have a name?" The teacher asked, turning his attention fully onto the two.

"Inuyasha's the name." The hanyou said, a slight smirk on his face as he moved a step further into the room and scanned his amber eyes over the students. He gulped, perhaps a little too loudly, as his eyes settled on the three rambunctious girls who sat in the middle, their eyes glued to his tensed form as they probably would be throughout the entire class

"That's a very unique name. Well, Inuyasha. Thank you very much for joining us, but….Neither hats or bandanas are permitted in this school. I'm going to have to ask you to take that off." Murashima informed Inuyasha as he took a step towards the stubborn hanyou.

"No way!" He replied, raising a hand to the faded blue bandana. Just that thin sheet of fabric severed reality from fairytale. And if anyone found out, it would only lead to destruction.

"Please, sir, I can't allow you to wear that in the classroom. You already don't have a school uniform, that's enough." The teacher stood as tall as he could manage but couldn't throw off the hanyou who stood just a few inches taller.

"Keh. Not on your life!"

Some of the students gasped and covered their mouths in shock, others simply smirked at his performance. Some even rooted for his stand up to their teacher.

"Now, Sir-" Murashima started.

"I thought I told you my name is Inuyasha…" The oblivious inu hanyou interrupted.

"Mr. Murashima! I'm so sorry! Inuyasha has been home schooled for all his life so…he…doesn't exactly know how to act." Kagome interrupted, realizing the whole idea of bringing the arrogant hanyou to school was a bad one.

"H-Hey!" Inuyasha shouted in reply. That was all he said, all he could say before the teacher spoke again in a harsher tone than before. It was obvious that his patience was running short.

"Yes, well. That bandana is really going to have to come off." The ongoing teacher demanded, his eyes showing the twinge of annoyance that was starting to sink in.

"Please, Mr. Murashima. It's only for one day…it's…really special to him." The miko pleaded with her English teacher, her heart hammering furiously in her chest. If that bandana was removed, everyone would know he wasn't human for sure. Then they would panic, that would horrible.

The teacher glanced to Inuyasha, eyeing him carefully as if not believing a word Kagome said only because it didn't leave the hanyou's lips.

"Is that so?" He asked, daringly.

"Whatever she says." Inuyasha replied flatly and turned on his bare heels to walk down an isle of the classroom as he tried to ignore the wide stares of the students. It made him rather uncomfortable, especially the gawks of Yuka, Ayumi, and Eri. He would rather just take off the bandana to make all of them shut up and continue with the day, but he wouldn't want to risk more students staring at him like he had just sprouted another head.

"I'm sorry. Really, I am." Kagome continued, nodding her head in a sad attempt to convince the teacher of her sincerity.

"Alright, if for today only. Please, take your seat, Ms. Higurashi." Mr. Murashima demanded in a soft tone, willingly dropping the subject as the hanyou walked off, uninterested.

"Sorry, class. Where were we?" He asked, flashing a cheerful glance to the class before turning round to look at the board with a rather confused look.

"Romeo and Juliet!" A female awe-stricken student shouted from the back. She seemed to be the only one wanting to hear the story of the two lovers once again.

"That was close." Kagome uttered under her breath as she slid into her desk with a cautious twinge. Her eyes lowered to the pencil bitten desktop. The polished surface was rather worn and losing it's shine, or was that just the way the miko's eyes were taking it in?

Her honey-brown eyes flicked up to rest on Inuyasha as he stood, awkwardly, at her side, sticking out like a big, red, sore thumb. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she motioned for him to take a seat in the empty desk in front of her before the teacher noticed something else out of place with him.

Thankfully, the hanyou took the hint, taking the precious time to stare down at the seat before lifting himself up and settling down with his feet in the seat and actually sitting on the back of the sturdy chair.

"Can't you act normal for once." She murmured, sighing deeply at his behavior that received stares from all around.

"Keh." Was his only reply. The usual. She wasn't too terribly surprised.

After awhile, the miko let her mind wander. She had heard the story of Romeo and his not-so-secret lover about a million times over. So, she let her thoughts drift to random, stupid stuff that could just keep her mildly entertained until the class was over. But, eventually, her eyes lifted to Inuyasha almost absentmindedly.

'Romeo. Yeah right. Inuyasha would never kill himself just to be with me.' She thought, scornfully, as she watching the hanyou's brows knit inward. The story must have been confusing him as it confused most kids in the class with such long, discriptive talk. 'But then again…he did tell me that he would protect me with his life. So, he would die for me…but never just give up his life to be with me in heaven or wherever. He wouldn't even do that for Kikyou." Her thought continued until she felt herself about to burst from anger and sadness.

Inuyasha's rough voice suddenly shattered through her delicate thought cloud and her eyes immediately shot upward. He wasn't talking to her, was he? He was being way to loud, if he was.

"That's so stupid." He commented dryly.

"Hm? What's that? Inuyasha, was it?" Murashima asked, turning his eyes over to the hanyou who's mind was working to decipher the meaning of the story.

"Yeah." He replied, his voice showing his annoyance without a bit of holding back. Inuyasha would never hold back if it came to rudeness or sarcasm, or anything else for that matter.

'Man, he sure does have a problem remembering my name' He thought, scornfully.

"It's stupid that that Romeo dude would kill himself over that girl." He stated firmly, his own thoughts moving back to a time where he could have done the same thing. "What kind of person does something like that?"

"Well, someone who is really love, like in this case." Mr. Murashima answered. It was easy to tell that he was trying his very hardest to stay cheerful and, by all means, in tact with his sanity. The hanyou was quite enough to tear any mortal's mind apart with his arrogant and stubborn ways.

"Keh! Just because your in love, doesn't mean you kill yourself over it." The hanyou dragged on, crossing his arms and letting the fingers of one hand pick a the white collar of his Yukata.

Kagome sighed, her head dropping down to the hard desktop. Her theory of this whole thing being a bad idea, bubbled to the surface again.

"See, I don't think you're getting it. Romeo killed himself to be with the woman he loved…because she died. That way, they could be together in Heaven." The teacher explained, sighing heavily and giving away his hints of annoyance.

'Now how does this sound familiar?' The miko wondered sarcastically. Of course she knew. One tragic story that she could never forget: Kikyou and Inuyasha's. That was true. 'Didn't Inuyasha promise Kikyou, long ago, that he would go to Hell with her? But when she died, he just…let it go. He didn't kill himself.'

"It still sounds pretty dumb to me." By this time, all heads had been turned towards the arguing inu half demon and teacher. Even those who had long passed out from boredom and their head had crashed to the desktops, a thick puddle of drool coating the faded polished surface.

"The other person, the one who died, would want their lover to live a long and happy life. Point blank. With them or not. People are just like that. Besides, how would they know they were both going to Heaven?"

Kagome's head shot up, her eyes wide as she played over every word Inuyasha had just said. He was talking about him and Kikyou, it was so obvious, but it was so sweet. Every feeling he put into those words made the miko blink with awe and surprise. She could feel tears dawning at the brims of her eyes. Her brows knitted inward as she tried to determine which she wanted at the moment. To yell at him, for making her feel so odd, so unloved, or to be shrouded in his arms.

"Inu…" She didn't even finish his name before she wrapped her own slender arms around herself, substituting for the lack of the hanyou's embrace. It was hardly the same.

Mr. Murashima was silent, in fact, the entire class was. The ticking of the clock that hung above the door echoed through the room, the only sound there was. Had the hanyou really shocked them all with such an uprising comment?

The inu half demon glanced around the room, his amber orbs narrowing at each and every wide eyed student who gawked at him with a questioning gaze. A low growl forced it's way up from his throat as the students started to bore holes into him with their silent glances.

"What!" He suddenly shouted in an accusing tone when the silence just stretched on and on. Those long pauses of silence where grated in Inuyasha's ears. It reminded him of so many things, but most of all: Kagome.

He glanced back at the slumped over girl, her arms wrapped around her frail form. His gaze softened. Was she cold? What had happened to her right behind his back?

RIIIIING!

The hanyou's amber gaze flitted to the door as the students shook their heads, blinked their wide eyes, and licked their dry lips as they went on their way. They filed, noisily, out of the room, leaving only the miko, hanyou, and teacher.

"Let's go." Kagome said, flatly, as she raised her tingling body from the seat. Her eyes never met Inuyasha's as she walked, stiffly, to the open door.

"Wait…Inuyasha?" Murashima interrupted, throwing out a halting hand as the hanyou followed almost obediently after his companion.

"How did you-" Was all he could get out before the new boy spoke again in a low tone, one filled with feeling that meant something no one could ever understand.

"Take it from someone with the experience. It just doesn't work that way." He said in a low, soft voice dripping with a solemn tone as he silently strode after Kagome.

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See! That wasn't too long until my next update!

Sorry about not adding in that Miroku and Sango part. I'll start off the next chapter with it, I promise.

But, anywho. This chapter was a real bother. I kept getting really stuck on it! I'm not sure why!

Oh, well. Point is, it's up now. So enjoy and stay tuned, once again, for my next chapter.

This one will come a bit slower, though. Sowwies.

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