THREE

I looked up from my glaring reverie to notice two bodies, face-down on the floor.

My long, narrow ears twitched with interest at the muffled, irritated swears coming from the person on the bottom.

There was one mighty shove and the person on top was thown away.

"Kana, you fucking moron!" I raised my eyebrow. Girls. "What the hell is the matter with you?"

"It's not my fault you're too weak to hold me up."

"WEAK? I'll show you weak!"

Within seconds the girl Kana was pinned and writhing like a worm in mud.

"Ms. Higurashi and Ms. Kwan! What on Earth are you two doing?" Mrs. Oyami cried as she stood up from her desk and pulled the now girl on top off of Kana.

The girl shook Mrs. Oyami's hand off and lifted her chin indignantly. "We came to tell you that Mr. Tai wanted to see you in his office."

The girl was rather attractive, but had pride. Her hair was a long black-ish brown over her shoulderblades with bangs almost tied down to her head with bobby pins on each side. Her eyes were a bright shining blue with long lashes and elegant brows. Her tank-top was loose but gaurded safely with a tight off-the-shoulder white elbow-shirt. Her feet were together and her arms were at her sides, straight posture (even though it was probably just because she was in trouble). Her face was a pretty diamond shape that held her features together flawlessly. The only thing that set me off about her was that she gave me a strange feeling in my stomach. Another thing was that she had a pink hair band, and wore it tight over the tops over her ears, which held a strange shape for a human. My eyes also couldn't help but be drawn to the strange shape that ran from her lower back to the back of her knees.

"Kagome, you may come down to the office with me for attacking another student, Kana you may go back to class immediately."

"What?" Kagome screamed. "That is so not fair! She jumped on me first!"

Her mouth twitched. "Well I didn't see her."

"I fell on the floor with her on my back."

"Kana, go. Kagome, follow me down to the office." Kagome growled. My eyebrows shot up. She had fangs. Another demon possibly? It would explain the ears and the odd sensation. Another of my kind. There honestly weren't many left of the full-blooded demons. Some people just made half-breeds because they thought the ears and the tail were cute.

"Mrs. Oyami, if I may be so bold as to vouch for Ms. Ookami. Kana did jump on her back without warning and provoked Ms. Higurashi." My gut twitched. Had I honestly just said that? Did I really tell this woman that some demon had just been overpowered by a human merely because she was a point of interest to me?

Mrs. Oyami looked to me and then to two girls. "Fine," she huffed. "Seeing as Mr. Taisho here would have no reason to lie to me about you two being fools, I will let you both go back to class. But if you have another incedent with me, Ms. Higurashi and Ms. Kwan, you will be suspended."

Imetai looked at me for a few seconds as Mrs. Oyami left to go to the office.

"Thanks, Taisho. Owe ya one." She winked as she pushed Kana out of the classroom. I tried not to glare back at her, but the Kana girl had jumped on her. Honor. That's all that it was; Honor for myself. And the fact that she addressed me so casually would not slide the next time.

As soon as the door closed from Mrs. Oyami's exit, someone on the opposite side of the room laughed once.

"Dude, seriously? Did you just stand up for the elf?" I glared at the younger boy. "I know that you're new here and stuff, but you should know an outcast when you see one."

"My name is not 'Dude', first of all you ignorant ningen. And if you consider her an outcast, than think that the only reason that you all are aquaintences because you were all outcasts at one point or the other. Then one person who didn't like her spoke out against her, and you all agreed because you didn't have the heart to loose a friend and disband. And as for her likeness to an elf; that just means that you clearly have no sense of individuality and cannot bring yourselves to accept things that are not of the norm... That is to you and your followers, anyway."

The bell rang and I stood up, my books held tightly in my hand.

Kana scowled as she sat across the room from me (in the far left of the class) in 1st period Bio. She flipped out her phone and sent me a message.

'He was not our guy. He's clearly a prep. Look at him! Expensive clothes, haughty attitude, the noble one. :P'

I rolled my eyes. ((Kana, he's holding himself with pride and honor. That's not anything that any other fuck-face has in this school. Better than whatever Onigumo and Miroku try to pass off as 'dignity and honor'. Lulz))

She giggled from across the room. Mr. Watsahashi stopped scribbling on the blackboard for a moment before continuing.

'Sweety, you might be getting that confused with the 'haughtiness' I mentioned b4? And besides, Onigumo's my brother. You don't have to deal with him every day of your life.'

I gave her a look from across the room. ((Apparently you havent been to my house lately. Ozo has me on lockdown and Onigumos my babysitter... That is until I scare his so badly he goes running home pissing his pants!))

I quickly shut my phone off and shoved it in my pocket as Kana burst out laughing on the other side of the classroom.

Taisho sat to my right and leaned around me to see what had happened.

Mr. Watsahashi put the chalk down with a forceful crack, turning to glare at Kana.

"Does something amuse you with my discussion, Ms. Kwan?"

Kana held a hand over her mouth, trying to stiffle her giggles. "N-no, Mr. Watsahashi. I'm sorry."

He squinted his eyes at her. "And now class, back to the main topic of our new book, which is RAPE and MURDER..."

I looked down at my desk and held my hand over my mouth, trying not to start laughing my ass off. I glanced at Kana from under my lashes to see her glaring at me. She sent me a text but I showed her my dead phone. She stuck her tongue out at me. I couldn't help but sneek a peek at Taisho who was giving me a strange look as I caught his eye.

I raised my eyebrow and turned to him as he continued to stare.

Problem? I mouthed, shaking my head in exasperation. His face glazed over with a stoic mask and shook his head once and went back to staring at Mr. Watsahashi. I rolled my eyes and tucked my hair behind my ear closest to him.

I heard a soft gasp from Taisho. I looked to him and quickly realized my mistake. I pulled my hair back down over my ears and clipped them down painfully, glaring at the man.

"What, never seen long ears before?" I growled low in my throat.

"Ms. Higurashi and Mr. Taisho! Wonderful! I see you two have decided to volunteer yourselves to go and wash my board after school, how wonderful! Now, would you two care to stand in the hallway until class is over in... Two hours?"

I grinned innocently. "No thanks, Mr. Watsahashi. I don't think that he'd like it."

Mr. Watsahashi waved her hand. "Nonsense. Mr. Taisho has yet to have the joy to do it for himself."

Taisho stiffened next to me. "With all do respect, , I would like to know what I've done."

He raised his eyebrow. "You were talking during my lecture."

I rolled my eyes. "Mr. Watsahashi? I was asking him to repeat what you just said. I yawned and couldn't hear you."

He glared at me. "Is this accurate, Mr. Taisho?"

He was still for a moment. "Yes, Mr. Watsahashi," he responded quietly.

"Fine. But if you two so much as look at each other again, you will both be seeing me after school." Ren went back to his lesson and I looked at Kana who was paying me no mind.

I jumped as something touched my right thigh. Running my hand over the spot, I received the piece of paper that had been slid onto my lap. Putting it on the desk I glanced at it.

'Call me. ~Sesshomaru Taisho' Below that was his number in elegant scrawl and a strange looking 'C' figure at the bottom that looked liked like a moon.

'Maybe. Keep me posted Kagome Higurashi .' I smiled to myself as I read the numbers and his first name. Definately a big-brand name. Sesshomaru. Trying to act nonchalant, I slid the folded note into my pocket and continued to stare at the whiteboard, pretending to be listening.