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-A Few Weeks Later -
"And this is the infirmary," I comment flatly, trying to keep myself distracted with removing some dirt off my skirt instead of staring at the agitated boy beside me. I can't believe Mr. Totosai made me do this! He knows we don't get along yet he stills insist on keeping us together. As if this jerk would care about a tour of the school.
"Keh, whatever. Are we done yet wench?" he grumbles, throwing me a lopsided glare.
"I just have to show you the library and we'll be done," I say through gritted teeth, giving him a small glare before turning and walking down the hall. "Like I told you, my name is Kagome you jerk," still as rude as ever. You think I want to spend my afternoon showing you around? I should be at practice or studying for our math test tomorrow. As we walk down the hall I notice students have stopped to stare at us worriedly. Lately, the new guy has gotten a pretty bad reputation around the school. He's constantly getting into fights, doesn't care about his grades and bites the heads off any school faculty that tries to reprimand him. Guess my friends were right, a regular bad-boy. Stealing a glance at him over my shoulder, I see him scowling at the audience we have drawn. Why is he always so angry? Maybe if he wasn't so intimidating people wouldn't stare or be worried with him around.
"Who the hell are you looking at?" his venomous tone pulls me away from my thoughts and I turn to see him holding another student by the neck up against a wall. Oh no.. Throwing my entire body weight at him, I quickly wrap my arms around his shoulders attempting to restrain him but not doing a very good job at it.
"Inuyasha!" I hear myself yell his name, but its like an out of body experience. That name, strange.. yet so familiar. The same name of the half demon I supposedly traveled through the well with..
- Flashback (A few days after the first day of school) -
"Look, I don't want to be here either," I whisper over to the growling figure next to me. "But you need to calm down. You're only going to make things worse," I say trying to keep my voice stern. We had been sitting out in the hall waiting for the headmaster to call us in for almost an hour now. Turns out the new guy and I had almost identical class schedules and were sadly seated next to each other in every class. To say the least, he was furious. Everyday is a battle with him constantly calling me names, saying rude comments or mumbling under his breath. Our fighting has been non-stop since the day we first met, it's to the point where one of our teachers got so fed up they sent us to the headmasters office. Its because of that stupid jerk that I ended up in trouble, I begin to count down in my head trying to control my rising temper. I notice he's crossed his arms over his chest and has proceeded to bounce his leg nervously, what an annoying habit. "Would you stop fidgeting?" I snap, causing him to tense slightly, but doesn't look at me. "I don't know what I did to make you so angry," I grumble, leaning back in my seat.
"I don't know why you're so damn nosey," he snaps, his golden eyes meeting mine briefly before staring down the hall.
"I was just being polite!" I retort, earning a grunt in response. "I just thought.. since we're stuck in the same classes and sitting next to each other for the rest of the term might as well make the best of it," my voice is surprisingly uneasy. Why does he affect me so much?
"You ask too many questions wench!" he snarled, meeting my eyes once again with an intensity that would tell any sane person not to push him. That's it!
"I just asked you what your first name was! Geez!" I yell, standing up so I can glare down at him. I can feel my hands trembling, my anger peaking and my face getting hot. "I thought maybe instead of calling me a wench you could actually use my name! And I thought maybe instead of calling you a jerk I could use your name! Excuse me for trying to be considerate!"
"It ain't none of your business," he grumbles averting his eyes away from my gaze.
"Why.." a lump starts to form in my throat, and my mouth becomes dry. Feeling a burning sensation in my lungs I realize I've been holding my breath. Any anger that had been building up has quickly been diffused. "Just forget it," I say taking my seat besides him once again, I'm too exhausted to fight. We sit in silence for a long time with only a few students walking in hall to break up the silence. I don't know why I even bothered, he doesn't care about anyone or anything.
"Inuyasha," his voice was so soft I had wondered if he had even spoke. It was like a someone dropped a bucket of ice water on me, sending an aching chill down my spine. Inu.. yasha..? Suddenly it felt as if my skull was being crushed with an unparalleled force, causing me to double over in my chair. I began to sweat and my breathing became labored at the stress that was being exerted through out my body. Crushing my palms against my temples I tried to get the pain to subsided unable to help the soft whimpers that escaped from my mouth. What is happening to me?
"Inu.. yasha?" I manage to get out when I see those golden eyes. I hadn't even noticed that he had moved to kneel in front of me, for once his features not morphed into a scowl but showing actual concern.
"What's happening to you wench?" his voice harsh, but laced with concern as he reached out to carefully place a hand on my trembling shoulder. When he makes contact its like another bucket of ice water is thrown on me and I shrink away from his touch.
"I have to go," I say standing abruptly cradling my head in my hands and take off down the hall.
"What the hell? Go where?!" I hear him yell after me but it was too late I was already down the hall and racing out of the building. I was in such a hurry that I didn't change my shoes or even grab my school bag. That night I shut myself in the bathroom unable to comprehend what had happened earlier. Why did I react that way to hearing his name? Shifting uncomfortably in the tub of hot water, I lean back to stare at ceiling. Is it coincidence that he has the same name as that half demon my family mentioned that day in the well? Or.. is this Inuyasha who they were talking about? Shrinking further into the water, letting the heat of it soothe the knots in the back of my neck. I can't ask him if he's some sort of half demon from the past that use to know me and we fought a demon together. Then he'd really think I'm crazy. Letting out a small frustrated groan I dunk my head into the water letting it completely submerge me. I'm so confused..
-End of Flashback-
"Inuyasha!" I say his name louder, with more force behind it demanding for him to pay attention to me.
"I wasn't doing anything man! Put me down!" the boy says pulling at Inuyasha's arm, gasping for air. "Why are you doing this? And dragging Higurashi into this! You're going to get her in trouble too," the boy desperately pleads throwing me a desperate, flustered look. I'm pretty well known around school, I guess many would say I'm popular. But I never expected some random student to stand up for me. Smiling sheepishly at him I turn my attention back to Inuyasha, I didn't realize how close he actually was. Loose strands of his hair tickle my nose and I can't help but notice that he smells of fresh air with a mix of shampoo. I can feel my face getting hot and my head beginning to pound, when I see him staring at me from the corner of his eye.
"Let go of me," his voice is quiet, but still holds the same venom as before sending goose bumps down my arms. Matching the intensity in his eyes, I let go but push myself between the two of them. Putting Inuyasha and I almost nose to nose.
"Put him down! Stop this already! Why are you acting like this?!" pushing his arm away with all his strength he releases the boy causing him to collapse behind me.
"Keh, whatever wench! Next time stay out of my way!" he says darkly causing me to tremble slightly. "And you, watch who you're staring at. Next time you might not be so lucky," he hisses glaring at the boy having a coughing fit at my feet before turning to walk away. Swiftly apologizing to the boy on the ground I run after the angry figure stalking through the crowd of students.
"What is the matter with you?!" I yell, my voice echoing down the empty hall I followed him to. Stoping in his tracks tells me he heard me but he doesn't turn to face me, pissing me off even more. "Why did you do that to him? What has made you so angry?!"
"I told you it's none of your business Kagome," he replies quietly. For once I am left speechless, did he just.. call me by my first name? "You and I have nothing to do with each other," what is this pain in my chest? "So stop asking questions," he says looking over his shoulder at me, his eyes some how cold despite their warm glow. Before I can say anything he's gone, as if he wasn't even there and the emptiness begins to pool in the pit of my stomach once again.