Sorry It took me so long to update, once again life interferred. My mother had to get surgery, she had another hernia. Then my sister and I have been fighting because She is being a very inconsiderate person. Saying we both have to do the housework when it was her one day and me the rest! But anywho I am trying to make this chapter as long as I can without forgetting my point. Hope you all enjoy it! well here is chapter six! THANK YOU TO ALL WHO REVIEWED! ARIGATO!

Chapter Six: A deal with the Devil

Pretty boy with a gun, bang-bang, fun-fun, pretty girl with a knife, watch your back it's your wife,

I sat on my full sized bed my hands knotting together. I was staring at my bedroom wall, attempting to concentrate on my homework. It was impossible trig homework could never hold my intrest or concentration for long. My radio was ear drum exploding loud, blaring out bile-in league.

Heroin, load my blood, shoot-shoot, fun-fun, pretty girl on extasy, now she wants to fuck me, we are the dead, we are in league, we are the doctors of low self esteem.

I lit up a cigarette trying to calm down. I couldn't stop thinking about the life chaging things Mitsuki would say to me tomorrow when I went to see her. Or her granddaughter whichever was there. 'I need to calm down!' I thought to myself.

We do it wrong, we don't believe, we are the congress of the new disease, Pretty thing with no head, thats okay better off dead,

I couldn't stop thinking what if's. All I want in life is to get Kagome to see and notice me for who I am. Well I also want my talent for photographs to be made into a career. That is also something I want in life. More than anything though I want to be with Kagome.

Warm blood everywhere, shave off all my hair, Pretty girl what she worth, stick it where it really hurts,

Minutes of thinking quickly turned into hours. Finally I fell asleep with the red glow of my digital alarm clock shining in my eyes. It felt like I was only asleep for a few seconds when my alarm went off, signaling that it was time to wake up. I slapped the snooze button, while sitting up in my bed. My alarm clock fell to the floor with a clang. I threw off my covers in an attempt to relinquish the evil hold they held upon me. I stood up out of bed, only to go down once more to the floor. Pulling my alarm clock out of the wall plug in, I threw it across the floor to insure I wouldn't trip on the cord again.

I ran to my dresser pulling out my black silk cross bone boxers. I threw off my clothes that I had fallen asleep in. I tried pulling on my boxers, but lost my balance and fell to the floor a second time in five minutes. "Fuck it!" I shouted in frustration. I put my boxers on while lying on the cream colored carpet. I stood up again grabbing my baggie black bondage jeans and my fishnet shirt. I got dressed faster than I thought possible with my lack of balance today. I rushed in the bathroom brushing my teeth and my hair. Not even noticing the glitter in my hair from some glittered paint I had been using yesterday for Kagome's new scrapbook.

I looked at the clock hanging on my wall. The time was 6:25, I still had over half an hour til I had to leave for school. I sat down on my bed lighting up a Newport. I grabbed my ashtray off my nightstand and layed it on my stomach. Excitement was bubbling inside of me. Today was the day I would find out if Kagome liked me or would like me... or not. I pushed that last thought from my mind. Attempting to be possitive and optimistic. I turned on my cd player with my remote. The song No Sex by limp bizkit came on. I sang along with the familiar melody.

Went too fast,

wat too soon,

I feel disgusted and so should you,

Its not good when all that is left is the sex,

the sex,

Sex has become all I know about you,

Memories of the filthy things that we do,

there is not one single thought that is left

after sex with you,

Should've left my pants on this time,

but instead you had to let me dive rite in,

Should've left my pants on this time,

you let me dive rite in, you let me dive rite in,

Wait..

it's my ass,

your perfume,

that make my temptation hard to refuse,

So I guess,

we undressed to have sex,

dirty sex,

Sex has become all I know about you,

Memories of the filthy things that we do,

there is not one single thought that is left,

after sex with you,

Should've left my pants on this time,

but instead you had to let me dive rite in,

Should've left my pants on this time,

you let me dive rite in, you let me dive rite in,

How could you respect yourself?

You couldn't respect yourself cuz...

I didn't respect myself,

I couldn't infect myself with...

Realized that I am worth more than that,

Realized that I am worth more than that,

Realized that I am worth more than that,

Realized that I mean more than that!

Should've left my pants on this time,

but instead you had to let me dive rite in,

Should've left my pants on this time,

you let me dive rite in, you let me dive rite in,

The song ended, but my happy mood didn't. All my songs made me happy, even songs by people like brittany spears made me happy. I listen to all kinds of music, just like I dress in all kinds of clothing styles depending on what is clean or not. I wear what I like and I like all the clothes I wear, they each represent a part of my life that affected me. I was semi popular because I could get along with just about anyone whether they dressed all in black or all in pink. It is thier choice what they wear, it doesn't mean that how they dress always reflects their attitudes.

I pondered this thought for a little bit as another song came on. I took a drag from my cigarette, the nectar of life for the extremely nervous people while the opening of the song lips like morphine by kill hannah started. I had put the lyrics to this song on the inside of the first Kagome scrapbook.

I wanna girl with lips like morphine,

knock me out everytime they touch me,

I wanna feel just crush me,

and break me down,

Knock me out (knock me out)

Knock me out (knock me out)

cause I've waited all my life,

to be here with you tonite,

I wanna girl with lips like morphine,

blow a kiss that leaves me gasping,

I wanna feel that lightening strike me,

and burn me down,

knock me out (knock me out)

Knock me out (knock me out)

cause I've waited for all my life,

to be here with you tonite,

just put me on my back,

knock me out again,

I wanna girl with lips like morphine,

knock me out everytime they touch me,

i wanna girl with lips like morphine,

to knock me out,

See I've waited all my life,

to be here with you tonite,

just put me on my back,

knock me out again,

Kagome is a girl with lips like morphine, and I want HER. No one else will do I've never felt this way before about anyone. To love someone is the want to be with them, and nobody else. Every other person is just a person, not THE person. I put my cigarette out. I grabbed my socks out of my drawer on my out of my bedroom. I ran down the stairs to the kitchen.

"Hey mom, how are you this morning?" I asked with a excited smile on my face.

"I'm doing good though the weather is rather dreary today," My mother said pleased that I was talking to her slow enough for her to understand. I looked out the window in the kitchen and indeed it was dreary. Rainy, cloudy, and foggy. It wasn't enough fog to call for a delay or cancelation so that was good. I would still get to see Kagome today at the normal time then, and attempt to talk to her. Hopefully without stuttering. My mom turned on the radio to the local station, just to make sure on my hypothesis.

Tokyo High School will be cancelled for today. A student has left a bomb threat. I repeat Tokyo High School will be cancelled for today.

I let out a sigh. No school. No Kagome. My dog ears twitched and dropped down at the thought. "Well mom I'm going back up to my room, see you later!" I said trying to sound and look excited. My mother nodded her head in awknowledgement.

I ran up the stairs to my room and quietly shut my door. "Fucking bomb threat, If I find that fuckin cock sucker I'll kick their ass!" "Hello Inuyasha." A voice came from behind me. I looked behind me to see Kagome's look a like cousin Kikyo Higashi. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM!" I shouted at her.

"Would you be complaining if it were Kagome in your room and not I?" Kikyo asked smugly. I glarred daggars at her until she brought into view my Kagome scrapbooks. "You wouldn't want Kagome to come across these would you? She might find them a bit creepy," Kikyo said with a smile. "What do you want?" I asked subdued knowing Kagome would probably never look or speak to me again if she found out I was obsessed with her. "I want you to be my boyfriend for the time being, just intil Naraku discovers his mistake of dumping me." She said without a pause. I nodded my head to confirm her. "Just leave my room, my house, my yard, and my street and never tell anybody about the scrapbooks!" I growled out. Kikyo nodded smiling hugely. "Let's shake on it," She said holding out her hand. I grabbed her hand in mine, feeling as though I were selling my soul to the devil.

END CHAPTER!

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Karlie