Distractions

A/N: I keep on trying to write this Miroku/Sango chapter, but it just never turns out right! GRR! But it will be the next chapter! Or the one after that! I mean sooner or later I plan on getting past the first dang day!

Disclaimer: Any recognizable material does not belong to me.

Distractions…

It was not Kagome's fault, Rin had tried to convince her over and over again, that she was not good at math. It was… erm… the teachers; fault. Yeah, that was it, the teachers' fault. Definitely, not Kagome's. Not in the slightest.

But seeing as how Kagome had had five different math teachers and three separate tutors so far, she was seriously starting to doubt Rin's words. Math was her worst subject. Ever. Or possibly that was an understatement… if that was even possible. The reason for it was probably because unlike her other classes, she couldn't actually understand anything that her professor was saying to her.

Many times, Kagome had sworn that her math tutors and teachers weren't actually speaking real Japanese. And this teacher was no different. As she sat there in the chair, trying her very hardest to understand she realized that it was as if he were speaking an entire different language… a math language that only mathletes were allowed to understand.

Unfortunately, Kagome was very far from being a mathlete… she very, very far indeed. It had been exactly twenty minutes into her first math class in Tokyo high and all she could make out was something about a dead Greek man's theory… it involved triangles and numbers. But what did it matter? When would she ever need to make a triangle out of numbers?

'Too many rules…' Kagome thought miserably to herself as she tried to decipher the Professor's "math talk" into normal Japanese. But it was useless. She hated math. There were so many rules… so many restrictions, so many 'not-allowed's and 'you-can-only-do-this's. Whenever she tried to do a math problem, she felt like she was suffocating. It wasn't at all like art…

"Higurashi." The math professor's voice interrupted her rather gloomy thoughts, and unfortunately this time she could understand him… perfectly.

"H-hai?"

"Please come to the front of the classroom and complete this problem on the board." The dark haired man said with a casual tap at the board.

Kagome cringed, but did her best to smile. If only he knew what he had just done to her… if only he had any vague inkling of how much pain he had just inflicted on her still fragile new-girl ego. "I'll… uh… try."

The room seemed abnormally silent as she walked up to the black board in the front of the classroom. Her back was luckily facing all the faces she was passing so she wouldn't have to look anyone in the eye and die of embarrassment. Her footsteps seemed to be the only sound to be heard, and suddenly she was horribly embarrassed. And she hadn't even made eye contact with anyone yet. Now not only was she a new kid, but she was the new kid who was the focus of the entire math class. Math happening to be her worst subject… So soon she would be the dumb new kid. Just what she had been aiming for… (Sarcasm people)

Kagome sighed a little to herself as she picked up the white chalk pellet and commenced her stare-down with the black board in front of her. 'Right… A squared plus B squared… wait is it plus or times… what squares? I thought we were making triangles…?' Oh she couldn't remember. She frowned, feeling more and more embarrassed as someone behind her coughed. She gulped down the sticky dryness in her throat, fingering the white chalk in her fingertips, leaving a soft white residue that was only a bit of a comfort.

And what did all these numbers have to do with triangles anyway? Square numbers… what was a square number anyway? Numbers were numbers… not squares. And supposedly these 'squared' numbers and formulas made up the triangles… but she knew that wasn't true. She could draw triangles very easily and all she needed was something to do it with. Like a pencil. Or a paint brush. Even a hump of clay would do. She didn't need numbers or formulas, and she didn't need the alphabet either. A and B were not numbers. All she needed to make a triangle was something… like the chalk stick in her hand.

Her attention caught on the way its pearly powder was now caked on her fingertips, making her skin a pale, snow-capped white… white like that Hanyouri guy's hair… Inuyasha had it been? He had amazing eyes… golden ones. She couldn't quite remember exactly what they looked like anymore, but she could still feel their fire.

She could still remember the silent, hard intensity that she saw in them. His eyes were the kind of eyes that didn't back down from anyone. Didn't give in for anything… intense eyes… eyes that were somehow more… alive than almost anyone else she had ever met. Glimmering from when the light hit them from the halls, reflections of a past she didn't know were just beyond the golden surface. A golden iris cracked with shades of deep brown. She had never seen such eyes…

"Achem."

Kagome blinked. Suddenly she was in a math room again, and she could suddenly feel thirty pairs of eyes fixated solely on her back. Slowly she let herself come back to reality, her hand falling from the blackboard as she gaped in horror. What was she doing?

"Ms. Higurashi… what are you doing?"

Kagome turned to look at the math teacher and smiled sheepishly. "Uh… s-sorry… I got a little –erm– lost."

There was a long pause. "Yes, I can see that." Her professor said plainly, staring pointedly at the large white eye Kagome had unconsciously begun to draw in the middle of his previously scripted formula. The eye was… very good. But that was not the point. "Erase it, Higurashi."

Kagome's cheeks turned bright red color as she nodded. "Yes, Sensei."

"And this time do the problem."

"Yes, Sensei."

A/N: Ok so in case you haven't noticed I've been on this total mini-writers block thingy on ALL my Inuyasha stories. Hence the short chapters. I wish I could get over it. And school's about to start too. (pouts). Oh and I would respond to your awesome reviews, but I heard from someone that you can get kicked off for doing that… how weird/