Chapter 2: Can I walk you home?

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Four classes. That's how many classes she'd had after lunch, and in every single one he was in. The rest of her day was a blur. Not that she couldn't remember every detail of it, she just didn't want to. It grated at her nerves to know that every class after lunch was shared with him. What made it even worse, was that she could feel his eyes on her. As time passed, she could feel his stare growing more and more intense. He was trying to read her.

It creeped her out and pissed her off. No one had ever taken so much interest in her before, and now that someone was, she had no idea how she was supposed to act. At least when people ignored or avoided her, she could say it was because she wanted them to. Now though, she felt as though she held no control over the situation.

With a deep sigh she pulled on her back pack and made her way out of her final class. She'd decided to wait a while so that there wasn't much traffic in the halls to delay her escape from this hellhole. Her headache had returned, and she just wanted to get to her bed. She decided to take her time. It was a long walk home and she felt pretty drained from forcing herself to tune out all the thoughts of her classmates. That was probably why she hadn't noticed she was being followed until she'd reached the main entrance of the building.

"Hey Emo." A vaguely familiar voice called to her. She meant to ignore who ever had called but she couldn't stop her reaction when her head snapped up and she turned in the direction of the voice. It was him. The boy from the field. He trailed behind her casually in no hurry to catch up with her though he'd called out to her. An air of cockiness surrounded him as though he'd expected her to wait patiently as he strolled over to her without a care in the world. Like she should be elated to be receiving his attention. It grated at her nerves. With a blank expression aimed his way she turned and continued on her way to the freedom of the school parking lot.

She'd barely made it out the parking lot before she was flagged down again.

"Hey babe." A deep voice rumbled behind her just before someone pulled her into a hard chiseled chest.

Kagome looked up only to come faced to face with a set of piercing blue eyes. Wolf demon. She knew him. They had physics together. His name was Kouga. He sat three rows in front of her and he was one of the boys who day dreamed about claiming her. Admittedly he was handsome. Long flowing jet-black hair was held up in a ponytail. He had a lean muscular chest, strong thick legs, and arms that made the normal girl melt. His high cheekbones were kissed by his long curly lashes with every blink. His rough rugger aura saved him from being pretty. He was hot. But Kagome didn't do people and she especially steered clear of the opposite sex.

As discreetly as possible she dislodged herself from his hold. "Ummm… do I know you?" she knew what he was going to say before he said it.

"My names Kouga. I noticed you in physics and I have to say you are beautiful."

"Thank you." Smiling politely she made to make a run for it before he could get to the real reason for approaching her.

"Listen babe, I'm not really sure how to go about this. I've never really had to approach a girl before, but maybe we could you know hang out some time and you know get to know each other."

Kagome tried not to gag as his idea of "getting to know each other" and "hanging out" played out within her head. If he wasn't used to approaching a girl, then he definitely wasn't used to rejection, but, you try something new everyday. "No thanks." Came her curt response before she carried on her merry way.

Kouga stood in a state of shock. No girl had ever told him know. A smirk played at the corners of his mouth as he raced to catch up with her. She was playing hard to get.

"I'm sorry I didn't get your name."

"That's because I didn't give it." Kagome threw over her shoulder drily with a sigh as she hurried through the crowded parking lot.

"Hey wait…" Kouga called out as he caught her wrist. The hairs on the back of his neck began to rise as an electric current seemed to pass through them.

She turned to him with an angry scowl in place as she yanked her wrist free. "Listen Koda-"

"Kouga."

"Whatever!" she already knew his name she'd purposely messed it up to portray her lack of interest. "I'm really not in the mood for this little game you're trying to play at. It's been a long day I'm tired and I'd very much like to get home I'm sure you could find any number of girls to entertain you but at the moment I'm not up to being one of them."

"I get it I'm sorry. But could I at least get the name of the girl I'm going to make my future woman?" he asked seeming unaffected by her little rant or the strange electricity she knew he felt.

He's an idiot.

She closed her eyes tightly and gently began to massage her throbbing temples. Not wanting to drag this out any longer she sighed. "Kagome Higurashi."

"Well Kagome, do you mind if I walk you home?"

Before Kagome had the chance to politely decline an irkingly familiar voice interrupted. "Hey wolf breath, Ayame is looking for you!" They both turned to the right to see that they had been joined by a third unwanted party.

"Ugh!" With a huff Kagome turned and continued on her way she couldn't seem to catch a break. She just wanted to go home and sleep was that too much to ask? The answer was apparently yes because she couldn't help but notice that that InuYasha boy had continued to follow her. She was grateful though, to see that Kouga had abandoned his pursuit of her.

"What is it now?" she asked with a sigh.

"Can I walk you home?"

"Why?"

I don't know. His thoughts rung out loud and clear within her head but that wasn't what left his mouth. "Because you seem new around here, I don't want you getting lost."

That halted her. Her lavender eyes finally landed on him, gazing into his deep golden irises. "You're looking for an excuse." It wasn't a question just a statement of truth.

He blushed. "What no!" he stammered.

She fought a smirk at his obvious embarrassment. "I won't get lost I've lived here my entire life."

A look of confusion crossed his face. "Then how come I have never seen you around?"

"Because I usually only come out at night." She said with a shrug.

"Why?"

"It's quieter, less people."

"You don't like people much do you?"

She took a moment to think. To really process his question, and reflect on her life and every interaction she'd ever had with other people. Growing up she was always bullied, shamed and shunned for being different. Whether it be by the neighborhood children, or her own family, she was never accepted because of what she was. Some called her a monster. Others a freak. At heart she knew she was none of those things, but still others couldn't see that.

Not wanting to dig to deep into her past she shrugged. "I like people just fine. Hell, I love people. People just don't feel the same about me."

This admission caught him off guard. "Why? Because of the way you dress? People not to fond of the creepy baby doll thing you got going on?"

A sad smile played across her features. "I wish it were that simple. A person can change the way they dress. You can't change they way you were born."

Her answer only confused him more. "Is it your eye color?"

A small chuckle escaped her. It was the first time he'd heard her laugh and it was the most beautiful sound he'd ever heard. Kagome tried not to blush at his thoughts. She nodded not wanting him to know the truth about her. "Yeah, its my eyes."

"But they're so pretty." He mumbled to himself.

That caused Kagome to let out a full blown laugh. Her eyes had been called every name in the book, and pretty was not one of them. Wiping tears from the corners of her eyes she smiled up at him. "Thank you."

He blushed as if just realizing that he'd spoken out loud. "You're uh… welcome I guess?" he spoke while scratching at the back of his head. He hadn't even realized that he'd spoken out loud.

Before they knew it, they were standing at the train station and it was time for them to part ways but for some reason, InuYasha found himself not wanting his time with her to end. She was so different from the other girls their age and it was so strange and refreshing.

"Well, I guess this is where we part ways." Kagome found herself feeling a strange sense of disappointment as the words fell from her lips.

"Yeah." He nodded

"I guess I'll see you tomorrow."

A clawed hand reached out and clasped her tiny wrist before she could turn to leave. A current of electricity shot up his arm at the moment of contact. His hair stood on end and his heart began to pound.

On instinct she yanked away from his hold.

What the fuck was that? He thought as he stared at his hand in shock.

She waited with bated breath for the look of anger or fear that usually followed when someone touched her. She got neither. The look on his face was one of utter fascination and curiosity. It baffled her.

"I'm sorry. I didn't properly introduce myself all this time we have been talking and I don't even know your name. I'm InuYasha."

"K-Kagome." She stuttered nervously as she hid her hands behind her back to avoid him touching her again.

He gave her a crooked grin. "It was nice meeting you Kagome. I'll see you tomorrow."

She could hear his thoughts as he plotted ways to get close to her again tomorrow already knowing he'd be trying to tag along for her walk home again tomorrow. She gave him a quick nod before turning with great haste to make her train. She needed to get away.

BREAK

"I'm home." Kagome half-heartedly yelled upon her arrival. She knew no one would greet her in response as she made her way to her sanctuary. The basement. After the day she'd had, she needed time to relax. As quickly as possible she locked herself within her room. It was dimly lit and at first glance it looked like the average teenage girls room, with pink and white walls and a pink fuzzy carpet under her toes, that is, if you ignored the hundreds of books lining every wall in the room. At this point, there was more books than wall.

With a sigh she collapsed onto her tiny twin sized bed and curled up into a ball. She couldn't quite understand what it was she was feeling. She couldn't stop thinking about him. His eyes, his lips, the slight dimples grazing his cheeks. The fact that he was the first person to seem genuinely curious about her, someone who didn't see her as a freak it was refreshing. And it only drew her to him more. He didn't fear her and that excited her beyond belief. She's ashamed to say but he'd given her more compliments in one day then anyone had in her entire life.

The feelings bubbling up within her chest were confusing. She had to fight the smile that itched to etch itself onto her face. She reminded herself that he'd only been that way, because he didn't know her. Didn't know what she was capable of. She needed to distance herself. It hurt to admit, but if he knew what she really was, he'd treat her just like the others. And the truth of that tore at her. She needed to stay away.

INUYASHA P.O.V.

He couldn't get her scent out of his head. She was so pretty. So small and fragile. And he could see it in her eyes, she was lonely. He couldn't stop thinking about those piercing violet eyes. Every time they locked with his it sent a shiver down his spine. Her eyes, they were so sad. Empty. They called out to him. He wanted nothing more then to be close to her. For reasons he didn't even understand he wanted to know her. That soft laugh made his heart sing and he knew he wanted to be the reason that she did it more often.

He could still remember the soft smooth feel of her skin in his hand and the look of fear that crossed her face when that shock had passed through them. It told him all that he'd needed to know, she'd felt it too.

As he lay there thinking of her, he began to drift off into sleep thinking of ways to get closer to her. To understand her. One thought came to him before sleep claimed him filled with dreams of violet eyes and black and red hair. I'm going to make you mine Kagome.