Disclaimer: I could sit here all day saying how I owned Inuyasha and none of you would ever believe me, so I think I'll just save my breath...
A/N Okay, folks! I know some of you are quite impatient about the long delays between chapters, and I'm sorry that I didn't give you the same warning I gave in my King of the Hill fic. I was gone for ten days on a trip to Newfoundland. I had absolutely NO computer, much less internet. And even if I had, my ability to update was suspended by when they deleted my The Truth About Fluffy fic for it being in the form of a list. So (sigh) I would have been euchred anyway.
And let me also inform you that ever since I got back last week, I have been working on this chapter. I wrote about half of it, decided I didn't like it in the least, and so rewrote it all. Then I reworked parts, added to it, subtracted from it, the works. I've worked hard on this chapter and I'm sorry about the wait, so to make up for it, here's the chapter!
Inuyasha glared at the girl before swiping her timetable and looking at her classes. Then he made an exasperated noise as he saw what her first class was. "Ugh...you can't be serious!"
"What?" Kagome asked. "What is it?"
"Nothing," Inuyasha muttered. "It's just that you have the same class as me."
Kagome cocked an eyebrow. "And that's a bad thing...?"
Inuyasha gave her a look that clearly told her he thought she was dense.
"Okay, whatever," Kagome said. "You keep your opinions to yourself. Yeesh, it's not like we even have to sit together or anything."
"Yeah, yeah," the silver-haired boy said. "Come on, newbie; let's see if I still remember my way around..." Inuyasha started off down the hall at a brisk pace and Kagome almost had to jog to keep up with him.
Questions sprung to Kagome's mind at the boy's last statement, but seeing the scowl on his face, she wisely chose to bite her tongue and follow him quietly. After a few minutes of her resolution, however, the silence was becoming too much for her and she felt the need to say something, anything. Inuyasha was just casually strolling down the halls, occasionally glancing down a corridor here and there, and given the size of the school, Kagome felt they must not even be near their classroom. Finally, the atmosphere became too awkward for her and she spoke up.
"So...you from around here, or are you a boarder...?" Kagome asked hesitantly.
"Keh...boarder," Inuyasha replied shortly.
"Mmm...me too..."
Inuyasha let out a sharp bark of a laugh. "Your parents sent you off to boarding school? You can hardly tie your own shoes!"
Kagome flinched at the reminder of her parents and didn't offer a retort.
After a few moments of silence, Inuyasha turned his head enough to look back at her. Her head was bowed over her books and her walk had slowed somewhat. Inuyasha raised an eyebrow at her reaction but didn't say anything as he continued his search for their classroom.
Kagome didn't say anything for the remainder of the trip and once or twice, Inuyasha even had to go back for her when he turned a corner and she didn't notice; she was too busy gazing dully at the floor.
Finally, Inuyasha found their out of the way Physics classroom and when he stopped in front of it, Kagome bumped into him from behind. Inuyasha spun around, "Jeez, girl, I don't know what your problem is, but pay attention a little, would ya?! You're a complete space case!" As Kagome sputtered, he continued darkly, "Come on, newbie; this is our class." He turned toward the door beside him and entered, Kagome a step behind.
When they got inside, they found they were facing a full classroom and the teacher was just turning towards them.
"Oh, hello. You must be Kagome Higurashi, our new student, and Inuyasha Reijiro, our...somewhat new student," the female teacher greeted them with an awkward smile. When Kagome and Inuyasha nodded, she continued, "Excellent. Now, usually we have a policy for being late to class, but I think I can let you off the hook this one time. If you'll take the two remaining seats at the back of the class, we may begin."
As the teacher turned back to her notes in front of her, Inuyasha and Kagome made their way to the back of the classroom. When they got there, they realized that the two empty seats the teacher was referring to were directly beside each other.
Inuyasha glared at Kagome. "I thought you said we didn't have to sit beside each other," he said as if it were all her fault.
"Well...well..." Kagome said at a loss for words. "It could be worse, you know!"
As they sat down and prepared themselves for the class, the teacher called out to the students, "Oh, and I hope you make fast friends with the person sitting beside you as they will be your lab partner for the duration of the semester."
Kagome and Inuyasha glared at one another. "'It could be worse, you know!'" Inuyasha said, doing an imitation of her voice. "Way to jinx us and everything."
"My god!" Kagome said, slamming her hands down on her desk and glaring at him. "If you hate me sooo much, why the heck did you even help me when Hiten was harassing me?!"
Inuyasha looked at her blankly. "'Cause I hate Hiten more and it seemed like a good opportunity to annoy him," he said simply. "Although now I'm wondering if it was worth it..."
"Hmph! And I'm wondering if I was wrong about Hiten being a bigger jerk than you!" Kagome retorted.
"Wow, that really cuts deep," Inuyasha said with heavy sarcasm in his voice.
"Inuyasha! Kagome!" the teacher cut across their bickering. "Please quiet down and pay attention to class! I know you came in late, but that's no excuse for you disrupting the class!"
"Yes, ma'am," Kagome said meekly while attempting to ignore the boy beside her.
"Keh!" Inuyasha scoffed as he slumped back in his chair.
The teacher began her lesson which Kagome actually found to be quite interesting despite all the negative things she had heard about the course previously. She was soon absorbed in what the teacher was explaining and completely forgot about the rude and arrogant boy beside her until the lesson was over and homework was assigned. Kagome quickly solved all of the problems they were required to do and found that she had about ten minutes left before the end of class...with nothing to do.
After scanning the class to make sure the dark-haired boy she was searching for wasn't present, Kagome crossed her arms on her desk and laid her head down on them. The way her head was angled gave her a direct view of the annoying boy beside her and looking at him for a few moments made her come to the conclusion that no matter how much his attitude stank, he really wasn't too bad to look at. His hair was like a silver cascade that flowed down his back and looked like it would be super soft and silky to the touch. His two furry white ears emerged from his tresses at the top of his cranium and would twitch periodically at different sounds coming from all corners of the classroom. His fierce golden eyes were narrowed in concentration and his dark brows were furrowed as he gazed down at his work before him. His strong jaw was set and a pearly white fang poked out of his mouth from where he was gnawing on his bottom lip.
Tearing her eyes off of his finely chiselled features, Kagome shifted her gaze down to his hands. One of them was clutching his pencil and by the look of it, he was trying desperately to control his demon strength and not snap it in two. His other hand lay flat down on top of his worksheet in order to keep it steady as he worked. Kagome looked curiously at his nails, which gave off the appearance more of claws. They came out from his cuticles quite some distance and came diagonally inwards to form blunt tips at the end. Kagome shuddered as she thought that though the tips were blunt, Inuyasha could probably muster enough strength to get them to puncture anything.
"Will you quit staring at me?" Inuyasha asked, annoyed, without turning his focus from his work.
Kagome blushed out of embarrassment and sat up, spluttering, "I...I wasn't staring at you...!"
Inuyasha turned to look at her and raised an eyebrow. "I saw you out of the corner of my eye. Were you planning on opening that trap of yours and saying something or were just going to stare at me in awe for the rest of the period?"
"I do not have a 'trap'!" Kagome protested, crossing her arms. "And I was not staring at you in awe! I was bored so I laid my head down; you just so happened to be in my line of sight. Hmph, it's not like you're much to look at, anyway!" she lied. She continued muttering angrily under her breath.
Inuyasha's ears twitched as he tried to make out what the enraged girl was saying. , arrogant retard...?" Inuyasha queried.
Kagome flushed that she had been caught but gave the half-demon a level stare. "What? I'm not taking it back. I'm not going to apologize to some spoiled boy who has everything he could possibly want and so has no respect for oth–"
"Shut up!" Inuyasha snarled harshly. "Just shut up! You know nothing about me!"
Kagome was taken aback. She looked at Inuyasha in surprise and was startled to note that he absolutely furious. She was unsure of what to say in the face of such a reaction and was saved by the shrill ringing of the school bell. Inuyasha snatched up his sheet with a growl and stormed out of the class as Kagome just sat there in shock.
When she realized the rest of the class was rapidly filing out, Kagome hastily snatched up her books and exited the classroom just after the last student. Her next period was Biology and with the help from one of her Physics classmates, Kagome found her classroom easily enough. The class passed by fairly quickly while the teacher determined with the students how something could be classified as alive. Kagome was quick to rush out of the class at the end of it and followed the stream of students to the school cafeteria for her lunch period.
Coming out of the cafeteria line with a tray of food, Kagome spotted Sango sitting at a table surrounding by a few friends. Her roommate was quick to notice her and motioned that she should come sit with her. Kagome gave a polite decline of the head while making her way towards a deserted table in the corner. She ignored the questioning look Sango sent in her direction.
After about fifteen minutes of poking dully at her food and brooding about Inuyasha's violent response to her an hour ago, Kagome's solitude was interrupted when she heard laughing voices approach her table.
When she glanced up, she saw a handsome boy with black hair pulled to the back of his head. His violet eyes danced as he chatted amiably to two giggling girls that walked on either side of him. He was fairly tall and looked like he worked out quite often. Kagome eyed him warily as he approached her table and then told the girls that he'd meet them at their table later. Once they had left, the boy plunked himself down across from Kagome and smiled brightly at her.
"Hi!" he greeted, extending a hand. "My name's Miroku."
"That's nice," Kagome responded unemotionally, struggling to suppress her urge to be friendly as she went back to poking her food.
Miroku gave her a puzzled look when she didn't accept his hand or offer a more substantial reply, but he quickly recovered. "So...what's your name?"
Kagome looked back up at the boy. "Kagome..." she said slowly.
"Ah, well, Kagome...do you know that you've got some of the prettiest eyes I've ever seen?" the boy asked with a smile that seemed entirely too earnest.
"They're brown," Kagome said flatly.
"Ah, but they're a very pretty brown," Miroku said quickly. "In fact, I'd say that–"
"Kagome?"
Kagome spun around in her seat to see that Sango was standing behind her giving her an confused look. "Are you okay, Kagome? I mean, why did you want to seat here all alone instead of–"
"My, my!" Miroku exclaimed, shooting up from the table. "May I know the name of the beautiful girl which stands before me?"
Sango gave the boy an odd look before ignoring him and turning back to Kagome.
"Uhhh...listen, Sango..." Kagome began awkwardly. "I just..."
"Sango? Is that your name, angel?" Miroku said as he walked around the table to Sango's side.
"No, it's Fred," Sango said sarcastically.
"Hmm..." Miroku gave a mock sigh. "Well then, Fred, it's a pleasure to meet you." He held out a hand.
Sango grinned slightly at his humour. "Likewise...I guess..." She reached out her own hand and shook the friendly boy's. A split second later, she felt a strange rubbing sensation on her behind and she looked down in surprise to see that Miroku's other hand was occupied with caressing it. "You pervert!" she shrieked as she jumped back and slapped him full across the face.
"It was an accident! It slipped!" Miroku protested earnestly.
"His name's Miroku and I have no idea why he's here," Kagome piped up while shifting slightly so her bum wasn't within range of the newfound pervert in their midst.
"Well, I can answer that for you," Miroku said cheerfully while rubbing his cheek as if nothing had happened. "I saw poor Kagome sitting here all by herself and I thought it my duty to supply her with my company."
"How thoughtful of you," Sango said darkly while eyeing the boy's hands. "But it's quite unnecessary, I assure you. Kagome was just about to come sit with my friends and I."
"Hmm...but now what are we going to do?" Miroku asked if there were a serious matter at hand to discuss. "I simply must stay with Kagome to keep her company. I feel must join you."
Sango glared. "I know exactly what will happen," she snapped. "Kagome will come and sit with me while you go back to wherever you were before you decided Kagome needed to be 'blessed' with your presence."
"But I was thinking–"
"Actually, guys," Kagome interrupted. "I think I'd rather just sit right here. You two can both go back to your respective friends."
"Oh, no!" Sango said, dismayed. "I can't let you sit here all alone! I'll stay here with you!"
"I feel it is my duty and right to remain as well," Miroku quickly said, smiling innocently at the girls.
"I don't even have a choice, do I...?" Kagome muttered to herself.
The rest of the lunch period was spent while Sango and Miroku chatted from either side of her, occasionally attempting to include her in the conversation. Kagome would reply with as little words as possible, hoping they would catch on that she didn't feel like talking. She learned from their conversation that they were both in grade twelve, which made them two years older than her, seventeen, and that they both earned respectable grades. Miroku was interested in spectacular phenomenons and researched all things spiritual in his spare time, and Sango focused on martial arts and styles of fighting. Everything went quite well, other than when Miroku dared to grope Kagome's behind halfway through the period, which both Sango and Kagome were quick to slap him for.
At the end of the period, though Kagome kept silent, she could tell that Miroku had taken quite a liking to her new roommate, and that Sango didn't seem to mind chatting with him as long as he kept his hands to himself. Kagome hid her ghost of a smile as she picked up her tray and dropped it off before exiting the cafeteria, leaving her two acquaintances to watch her go with identical puzzled expressions on their faces.
Kagome's next period was what was called a Multi–Studies Purpose class, or MSP; it was simply a full hour period where she was assigned to a certain classroom and teacher and she was allowed to work on homework for any course during it.
She was dismayed to note upon her entering her classroom, Inuyasha was once again in her class, and the only seats left available were annoyingly close to him. She decided to set herself up at an unoccupied table diagonally in front of the boy, seeing as it was the furthest from him she could get.
Kagome quickly finished up her Biology homework in fifteen minutes, but had forty-five minutes left of class. She began pointlessly doodling when a small paper ball hit the back of her head. She spun around and glared at Inuyasha, who was about to flick another ball of paper at her head in his sheer boredom. He seemed to be over whatever she had evoked earlier that morning and was now intent on bothering and annoying her once more. Kagome was determined to ignore him, however, and resolutely turned back around. For the remainder of the period, she doodled and drew, ignoring the paper balls that constantly smacked her in the back of her head while also reminding herself not to attempt to snooze, lest what happened at her other school during her math class repeat itself.
Kagome was grateful to leave her MSP when the bell rung and with the help of another student, quickly found her way to her Math class. Her Math teacher was fairly nice, but only slightly more interesting than her old one. Kagome paid attention, though, since this was a grade higher and she couldn't afford to miss anything since it was harder to understand. The class breezed by quickly enough, however, and Kagome was soon on her way to her sixth and final period; English.
When she entered, she immediately made her way over to a pair of unoccupied desks off in the back corner. She sat down in one of them and prepared her binder for class as the other students filed in and chose seats of their own. Just as the bell rang, signifying the beginning of class, Inuyasha strode in and over to another pair of unoccupied desks on the other side of the classroom. Kagome groaned, but was thankful he hadn't noticed her. That was soon remedied, however, when the teacher began the attendance call. Inuyasha glanced over at her when her name was called, but soon turned his attention back to the teacher as she continued down the list of students.
Once the teacher had finished the attendance, she handed it off to a random student to be taken down to the main office. Then she spoke up, "Alright, class. As you know, we studied short pieces of text from your Sightlines books for the past two weeks. Now that we've finished that unit, we will now move on to poetry." There was a collective groan from the class. "Now, now; settle down," the teacher reprimanded. "Poetry's not all that bad. Now, just to start off the unit, and to help yourselves remember what you learned of poetry in grade ten, I would like to give you this assignment: you will write a poem about yourself to the person sitting beside you."
Kagome glanced uncertainly at the empty seat beside her.
"Oh, and since neither of you have partners, Kagome and Inuyasha," the teacher added, "Inuyasha, you may go and take the empty seat beside Kagome. Then you'll be able to share your poems."
Kagome slowly curled herself found until her head thudded upon the desk. "Why...me...?" she muttered between thuds.
Inuyasha growled with a, "Keh!" but made his way over to the distraught girl. He plopped down in the seat next to her, but didn't speak to her. Instead, he pulled out a piece of lined paper and began to work on his poem.
Kagome decided to follow his example and took out her own piece of paper before staring blankly down at it. I never took grade ten English poetry, she panicked. I don't know the particulars of making a stupid poem! Okay...think. Poems rhyme, right? Well, not all of them, but I like them better when they do. And they...express emotions... Kagome bit her lip. I'll just try it...a poem about myself...oh, boy...
Kagome worked for a good fifteen minutes or so, making sure her poem rhymed and expressed herself. She forgot all about sharing it with Inuyasha while she wrote it and mostly just wrote it for herself. When the teacher announced that time was up and they had to trade their poems off, she glanced at Inuyasha and panicked.
"Um...I think I'll just...keep my poem..." she muttered lowly to him.
Inuyasha quirked an eyebrow and held out his poem, "Just give me your stupid poem already. It's not like I care about anything about you, anyways."
"Then you wouldn't care to read my poem, would you?" Kagome asked in a rush. "I'll just put it away then!"
As she made a move to stuff her piece of paper back in her binder, Inuyasha hand shot out as quick as lightening and snatched it from her grasp.
"Hey!" she protested as he brought it back towards himself and dropped his own poem into her outstretched hands. She grumbled a bit before starting to read his:
I could explain my physical appearance,
But that's not who I am.
I could explain who I was five years ago,
But now...that's not who I am.
There's no way to describe me, I won't even try,
My life's already ended, and I can't remember why.
I won't say a thing, if you ask, I'll say no,
About the tragic incident five years ago...
Kagome looked up from the sheet in astonishment. Maybe there was a better reason for Inuyasha to be the jerk that he was than the one she'd presumed. This poem really didn't explain much to her, but it gave her reason enough to pause and think. There was more to Inuyasha than she had originally thought, and now this poem had piqued her curiosity. She was dying to ask him about it, but the poem clearly stated he wouldn't explain anything.
Though, she did raise an eyebrow at the length of his poem. "Is this it?" she asked Inuyasha. "It's kinda short, you know, and it doesn't tell me a bunch about you..."
Inuyasha gave her a brief, dark look. "Keh. It's not supposed to, loser. Feel lucky I wrote that much down."
Kagome gave him a quizzical glance before turning her eyes back to his poem and rereading it.
Meanwhile, Inuyasha was busy reading Kagome's poem:
Many think they know me, think they understand,
Even try to help me, and try to lend a hand.
These people can't understand, they can't know me,
They have no idea; they can't see what I see.
I'm a girl of many secrets, and a terrible past,
If I imparted either to you, you'd call me crazy fast.
I've seen things no one should, I'm convinced it is a curse,
A curse that's plagued me all my life, and is getting worse.
There's no one that can help me, my brother only tries,
I keep away all friends, what if another one...dies?
I've said too much, but perhaps not enough, about the real me,
There's more to tell, but it won't make sense, until you see what I see.
Inuyasha looked up from the poem in confusion and looked at the girl beside him. "See what you see?"
Kagome reached over and took back her poem, returning Inuyasha's in the process. "Just forget you read it," she said, somewhat subdued. "I made it all up."
Inuyasha looked at her a moment longer before shrugging and looking back at his own poem. After glaring at his own words for a few moments, he crumpled the paper in one fist and tossed it in the recycling behind him. For the remaining time of class, neither Inuyasha nor Kagome spoke as they only half paid attention to the teacher and her words.
When the bell rang to signify the end of the school day, Inuyasha quickly grab his materials and shuffled out with the other students. Kagome about to follow when her eyes landed on the crumpled piece of paper in the recycling bin. Checking to make sure no one was looking, Kagome hastily scooped up the paper and shoved it in her binder with her own poem. She didn't know why she was taking Inuyasha's poem, but something about it made her curious...
..:V:..
Kagome's days continued on in much the same manner; she and Inuyasha would bicker and annoy one another in every class they had together, but neither made the mistake of coming close to revealing anything personal about themselves again. The pure hatred and venom in their first arguments decreased slowly, but their animosity for one another was all but forgotten. Inuyasha hated Kagome for being Kagome, and Kagome hated Inuyasha for being Inuyasha, though neither one truly deserved the tongue lashing the other one would spontaneously deal out every now and then.
At every breakfast, lunch, and dinner time, Sango and Miroku would insist on sitting with her, though she barely ever participated in the conversations. She became slightly nervous, however, since through their discussions together, she was beginning to know each of them personally; something she wanted desperately to avoid. Though, every time she tried to escape from them, or hide at another table, they always found her and sat with her. She couldn't bear being mean to them or think of being rude because she saw that they each had the makings of being great friends. She resolved to simply endure their company and only offer the barest of speech when required. If they asked anything about her personal life, however, she would clam right up.
Sango insisted that Miroku sit on the other side of the table each day while she and Kagome sat next to each other across from him since his hands had a large tendency to wander to the girls' rears. Whenever his hands did reach their mark, which was usually Sango's behind more than Kagome's, his face would quickly turn red from the strength of the affronted girl's slaps. He was endurable when he wasn't being perverted, the girls found, and so they hesitantly let him stick around.
Though Kagome's eyes were constantly analysing each boy she came across either in the halls or in her classes, she couldn't seem to find the boy she was searching for, which both puzzled and slightly worried her. She needed to find him before the vision came true or she would have failed!
Each day after school, Kagome would go up to the second floor and visit her brother. They would explain each of their days to each other and just generally talked about what came into their heads. Souta's roommate happened to be a young fox demon by the name of Shippo, and the siblings were always careful to avoid the subject of Kagome's problems when he was present.
Kagome's nights were fairly peaceful, with only the occasional interruption of the horrible vision of the boy. On those nights, she would wake up in a cold sweat and be shivering uncontrollably. She would use every effort possible to calm her ragged breathing in order not to wake her roommate. Then she would usually attempt to go back to sleep; sometimes, though, she would stay up for the rest of the night, thinking of the grotesque scene in her visions. Occasionally, it would be too much for her and she would silently sneak off to visit Souta, also careful not to wake Shippo.
One night, however, three weeks after her arrival, a familiar nightmare came back to haunt her with force. She had gone to bed early after dinner and finishing her homework, fending off Sango's friendly advances as usual. She was in the midst of a normal and peaceful dream, when suddenly the scenery of a forest shifted into that of a dark alleyway. Cruel laughter reached her ears and remembered dialogue came to her mind.
"Come on, punks; hand over your money...or else!" The flash of silver, the promise of pain.
"Let us by! We only have a few dollars!"
"Don't lie to us, punk. Hand over your cash!" The corner of the two buildings, the no chance of escaping.
"Kagome, get behind me!"
"This is your last warning! Give us your money and we won't hurt you...much..." More raucous laughter, panic rising in her throat.
"There! That's all we have on us! Let us go!" The tinkling sound of a few coins hitting the hard concrete.
"Liars! Get them! Take all they own!" The cruel grin, the savage gleam in the leader's eye. "Corpses can't defend themselves. And they also can't tattle to the cops!" The thugs coming towards them, the feel of the fabric clutched in her fists.
"Kagome, don't move! Stay behind me! I'll protect you!"
"No! Wait! This can't be...this is... Hojo, no!" The brave boy in front of her, the screams he let out as the knives pierced his flesh. "HOJO!!" Her own shrill scream at the horror of what was happening, the fabric between her fingers beginning to grow moist and stain red.
"Stupid boy...shoulda just given us what we wanted..." The gasps of pain from her best friend in her arms, the thickness of the blood she was kneeling in.
"Maybe the girl will be more cooperative..." The sirens wailing in the distance, the thugs suddenly stopping their advance towards her.
"We've got to move! The police are here! Someone must have heard the screaming... You little bitch!" The murderers running, the police arriving outside of the alleyway in time to capture them.
It didn't matter...the damage was done. Her friend grew limp in her arms as the pain tightened in her chest. She looked down at his bloody body as tears poured down her cheeks, knowing already what he would look like. It was the same.
It was the same as what she'd seen in her vision.
..:V:..
Kagome woke with a start, barely repressing a scream. Sobs racked her body as her hands shook uncontrollably. She attempted to calm herself, to push out and forget her horrible memory, but to no avail. She knew if she continued to cry so loudly, Sango was sure to wake up. She couldn't let her roommate see her like this. And she couldn't bear to try and cope with the reminder of her old friend alone. She needed Souta.
Kagome clumsily untangled herself from her sheets and slipped out of bed. Not bothering to change her pajamas or make herself a bit more presentable, she fumbled with the doorknob of the door leading out into the hall before finally succeeding in opening it. She stumbled down the corridor and to the stairs leading up to the other floors. She ran up them quickly and almost fell twice. Emerging in the second floor hallway, she ran down it, almost blinded by her tears.
She reached the approximate area that her brother's room was in, but couldn't read the numbers on the doors clearly due to her tears and distress. She knocked on the door of the room she believed to be her brother's and waited for a few moments for him to get up and let her in. Souta had gotten used to her soft knocking on his door in the middle of the night over the years and was by now a very light sleeper.
Kagome was caught up her pain of remembering and so did not notice the fumbling sounds coming from inside the room and the cursing that followed. Only when the door in front of her was opened to reveal a grouchy half dog demon did she notice she had gotten the wrong door. She froze, not knowing what to do.
Inuyasha yawned and glanced at the person who had interrupted his slumber before doing a double take and grumbling, "What the hell are you doing her–wait a minute..." Inuyasha peered closer at the girl in front of him through bleary eyes. Her face was tear streaked and she appeared in a state of near panic. "What the hell's the matter with you? Are you c-crying?!"
Kagome just stared in shock at the boy who was beginning to get nervous at the sight of her tears. Of all the wrong doors to choose, she just had to pick him. What would she tell him? How could she escape?!
"W–what're you crying for...?" Inuyasha asked nervously when Kagome didn't say anything.
"Kagome?"
Inuyasha and Kagome both spun at the sound of the small boy's voice. Souta was poking his head out from the room beside Inuyasha's and looking meaningfully at Kagome.
"S–Souta..." Kagome said gratefully as she took an unsteady step towards him. The sight of her little brother made her completely forget about the silver-haired boy she had just accidentally woken up.
"Did...did...it happen again...?" Souta asked hesitantly while giving Inuyasha a cautious glance.
"Yes..." Kagome admitted, tears once more filling her eyes. "It was Hojo again..."
Souta took hold of his sister's arm and guided her slowly into his proper room, leaving behind a very baffled Inuyasha in the hallway.
"What the heck was up with that girl...?" Inuyasha muttered to himself. He stared bewildered at the place Kagome had been for a moment before walking slowly back into his own room and shutting the door with a click.
A/N And there's the finished product! Wow...10 pages. I've only written this many pages for a chapter once before... I hope that makes up for the long delay, guys. Once again, I'm really sorry. I hope you can manage to be fairly patient with me though, because I'm going to continue to be very busy. Ugh...school starts on Tuesday. Grade twelve...joy...
Oh, and I hope you liked my description of Inuyasha near the beginning of the chapter, lol. I had way too much fun with it; I was laughing almost the whole time I was writing it. So if it sounds cheesy, corny and like it's a parody, well...I couldn't help it! Also, sorry to any poetry people out there if there are problems with the poems I wrote and if I ignored some rules, didn't have the proper amount of syllables in a line, etc. Kagome doesn't really know anything about the rules of poetry since she never had a lesson on it and Inuyasha...well...he never really did either.
And you may think that Sango and Miroku are being pushy by forcing Kagome to endure their company, but they're just trying to be friendly because they can tell that something's not quite right with her and they want to help out.
Heh, heh, also...see if you can find out how many times someone raised an eyebrow or gave Kagome a look of questioning, puzzlement, confusion, etc. lol. Everybody sure is confused in this story. Bet you all are too.
Anyways, hope you guys enjoyed this chapter and I'll talk to you later!