Disclaimer: ONCE AGAIN, I OWN NOTHING…. AND I HAVE LISTENT TO THE NUMA NUMA SONG OVER 3000 TIMES NOW.. DAY AND NIGHT, REPETEDLY. AND I STILL LOVE IT!

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The day went bye slowly., clouding up her already stormy mind. "So, this is my new school huh?" she thought gloomily. Her and Sango had shared a lot of the same classes. She even had some classes with Inuyasha to. "What an odd name" she mumbled , kicking a small minuscule rock out of her way.

Inuyasha leaned against the building. He had followed her, but not intentionally. This was the way he normally went on the way back from school. He watched her from afar. His eyes glided over her beautiful, yet subtle body. He watched as she sat against the wall of the brick storehouse. She had a dark aura about her that drew him to her like a moth to a light bulb. This was someone he thought that he could really relate to. Share there misery, live in there own dreary world, but he just couldn't. He didn't want her to get caught up in the things he was into to. The thought of it made him want to die. "This is one girl, that I do not want to hurt." He said to him self, turning around. She hadn't noticed him yet, so he figured he could go the long way around.

"Inuyasha, Is that you?" Kagome questioned as he was about to clear the corner. Inuyasha's eyes widened in surprise. He stopped and looked at her, carrying a saddened smile. "Thank you for what you did for me, to day at lunch." She said the happiest way she could. Inuyasha held his hand out halfway in a sorta-kinda-wave.

"No, problem." he softly stated. "I'll be your guardian angel" whispering the last part so only he could hear, he walked the rest of the way around the corner.

(At lunch that day)

Kagome stood in line, looking at the food with indifference . The lunch lady pilled a scoop of mashed potatoes on her tray beside the green beans that were hard and dry. Her tray in one hand, the other resting her binder against her torso. Kagome never liked going to her locker at lunch time. It was to much of a hassle to go get it and still be in time for her next class. As she walked, she felt eyes roam up and down her body. The hair on the back of her neck stood on end as she sat down at an empty table, forking up a mouthful of mashed potatoes.

A large group of boys sat up from there table They were snickering, and strutting like they were all that. Kagome just stared down at her tray, acting like she hasn't noticed them, but she could feel her stomach turning as they walked closer. A small greasy hand rested on her shoulder, it lifted off of her as one of the boys sat down next to her, his back against the table.

Across the room Sango turned looking for Kagome, she had planned on sitting with her. She noticed the large group of boys surrounding her, one said something and they all started laughing. "This isn't good" She whispered out loud. Sango's eyes searched the room, all the teachers were looking away. " Go figure" she said to herself this time. That's when her eyes landed on Inuyasha, and the rest of his gang.

Inuyasha turned toward Kagome as Sango whispered in his ear. His eyes went wide then changed to narrow slits as the boy next to her made a licking motion with his tounge. He stood up stiffly. "Every one stay put, got it." he said firmly. They all nodded.

Kagome turned away from the boy, her face red ,and her hands shaking. "Oh my gods, what are they going to do to me!" she screamed in her mind. Her hand grabbed the edge of her tray, ready to flip it into the kids face and make a break for it. She gasped as to large soft and warm hands rested on her waist. A long silver lock wafted over her shoulder. "Inuyasha?" she half questioned half gasped.

"Kagome, honey, where were you,. I've been looking all over for you. Come on lets go." She stood up, her binder in her hand. Inuyasha held her close to his soft yet firm chest. Kagome's eyes went wide as he placed a light kiss on her temple. With one arm around Kagome he gave a eerily sadistic smile to the pathetic gang. Still smiling, and looking at the boys he used his other hand to slide out, and open a knife, holding it at his side. He lifted one finger off of the cool blade, shaking it at them like you would at a three year old who's done something naughty.

A puddle was forming underneath the boy at the table, his pants soaking wet. The rest of them were gone in a flash. Sango stood from afar….gaping.

Ok, ok I gave in. Thank you those who reviewed. It would be nice if more people did though. Well I don't think this is to bad for my first fanfic. PLEASE REIVEW! Oh while writing this chap I have been listening to , Build God, then we'll talk. By Panic at the Disco! Alright then.. I hoped u enjoyed this.