Kagome arrived to school a minute before the bell rang. She didn't even bother to stop at her locker, instead still sprinting for her class. As she flew by, some people smirked and laughed, others smiled and waved. Kagome didn't notice. She slumped into her chair, her friends staring at her in wonder, as she sighed as the bell rang.

Kagome was happy to be in Legends of History, she knew she would ace this class. She just hoped that he wouldn't arise in subject. Kagome flipped open her book, realizing how loud her breathing was in a silent room. She tried her best to quiet it.

"Miss, uh, Kagome?" The teacher asked, noticing she was not paying full attention if any attention at all.

"Who was the bearer of the Shikon Jewel after the supposed fight with Naraku, do you suppose?" Kagome didn't know of course. This hadn't happened yet. But, what the heck, she decided, I'll give it a shot.

"Well, sir, it could've been Inuyasha, the dog hanyou that desired the jewel's powers. Or it could've been the high priestess Kikyo, who wanted the powers to revive her soul from me- I mean her reincarnation." Kagome felt the brow of her forehead began to sweat.

"Well, that could've been. Very good. But there was one more I am surprised you have forgotten, Miss Kagome. I should've thought you would've been named after her." Kagome raised an eyebrow. Who? (Yes, you all know who, but get over it)

"Anyone else know?" The teacher asked, lifting his gaze to search the class. One student raised their hand. The teacher nodded and he spoke.

"The legendary immortal Kagome. She was said to have unmatchable beauty and was a champion archer." Kagome lurched forward, searching her book for such a thing. Man, she thought, did they screw that story up. I'm not immortal, I'm pretty sure Kikyo's prettier than me, and I suck, I mean suck at archery. She found the page and gasped, looking at a mural shown on the page. It showed her, glowing with a lavender orb with Inuyasha next to her, holding a young child.

It wasn't Shippo. She was sure of that. It had black hair, dog ears and brown eyes . . . Kagome grimaced. Is that how it's supposed to be? Am I really meant to be his wife? I don't want to have . . . She looked at the picture closer, hoping to find a flaw in which the painting could be proven to be of someone else. But it was, it was a picture of what was legend to be her husband and the father of her children. Kagome snorted. In his little hanyou dreams . . . Kagome smiled, liking the fact she could make fun of him without feeling guilt about it.

"Kagome!" Ayumi called from down the hall as Kagome swiftly maneuvered through the crowds of people. Kagome stopped suddenly, knowing her name had been called. She smiled as she realized it was Ayumi (is that name right? Oh well!). Her friend waved furiously and ran up to her, linking arms as she did.

"Oh, Kagome. Is it true?" Ayumi asked, her curious eyes glittering.

"Is what true?" Kagome asked, knowing this would lead somewhere she wouldn't want to go.

"That Hojo is going to ask you out? Oh, Kagome, wouldn't it be wonderful? I'm so jealous. But then again, you always get the guys, right?" Kagome thought of the one man she couldn't get.

"Yeah," She mumbled halfheartedly, "right."

Inuyasha moaned as he sat up, the morning sun awakening him. Sango sat to his left, weaving gods knows what. She was always weaving now that Kagome wasn't here. Inuyasha had to admit he never thought she would become such a matronly-looking woman. Miroku sat on the threshold of the door, staring admirably at the young village women's assets. Inuyasha sighed in a small twinge of annoyance, but also some jealousy.

I wish I could ban Kagome from my mind as easily as he does Sango, Inuyasha thought, observing the two. It's as if they mean to avoid each other. As if to keep some odd peace alive.

Inuyasha gave a loud yawn, as to aware the couple of his presence. Sango glanced over at him and smiled, while Miroku didn't stir from his spot in the doorway. Inuyasha stood slowly, wondering how his muscles could've cramped so quickly, and shoved his way past Miroku, hitting him as he strode by.

Inuyasha almost wanted the monk to get angry, to receive some attention. But the monk was unusually passive, and he only gave a small, short glare to the half-demon. Inuyasha then realized how much of a void had grown between the group since the young beauty had left. He had never felt so guilty-ever. Not even when he found out Kikyo had died. He knew he must do something. This was his fault, and he would be the one to fix it.

So Inuyasha gathered his courage and leaped into the well, just hoping he wasn't too late. Kagome must be missing him, or at least that's what he kept telling himself. He wanted her to be by his side forever, he didn't want to lose her. But he was in for such a surprise as he landed on the roof of the "highschool" (or at least that's what Kagome called it).

Inuyasha watched with interest as the students left, dismissed for the day. His eyes carefully scanned for Kagome, as did his nose. He felt his heart sank as he saw her. He hoped it wasn't true. Another man had his arm around her, and he felt a streak of jealousy and rage pulse through him. He had lost her, he had been foolish enough to let her go.

Searching for an answer, more actually a condolence, he leaped from roof to roof, hoping to beat Kagome home, to meet her as she arrived. They had to talk. No matter what.

I really hope this one was long enough! You can tell me if it was or not, but don't let that be your entire response such as "it should've been longer". That doesn't tell me much! I want to know what you thought, and where I should go with it. How do you think I'm doing:)

-Rae-