Disclaimer: Inuyasha does not belong to me. Inspiration for this chapter – Boys Before Flowers…which I don't own either.

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Inspired by the theme – Stitch

Collision

Disguise

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Eggs and flour sailed through the air before splattering and dusting its unsuspecting target.

Kagome sharply inhaled. Yellow-orange yolk slid down her temple and cheek. White flour got into her eyes and stuck to her braided black hair. Her glasses were now caked with the gooey mix and damn it, she'd have to do laundry again.

She wiped raw egg whites from her mouth and with her head bowed and timid disposition, escaped the loud hoots of laughter, whispering, and pointing. It wasn't that it didn't bother her. It certainly did, but not nearly enough that she felt she had to retaliate in violent ways. She had no desire to stoop to levels so low. It would only give Tsubaki the satisfaction of thinking her humiliating antics were working.

Besides, she'd been through a lot worse.

Kagome veered into the girl's locker room only to be pushed to the ground and cornered. She grunted at the sudden pain, biting back a curse.

"I hear the kendo team's picked up a dirty little stray," Tsubaki relayed with blatant derision as she hovered over Kagome. "Were you that desperate, Higurashi? Whoring yourself out now?"

Her posse snickered before tossing more flour. Tsubaki crushed an egg over Kagome's head, all the while smirking as it oozed down the poor girl's forehead. With a sickly sweet smile, Tsubaki wiped her hand on the only clean part of Kagome's uniform.

"Spreading your legs won't make a difference. You'll still be nothing." With echoing snickers they filed out. "Know your place, Higurashi. Taisho's mine." Tsubaki's last words floated by, leaving Kagome silently fuming and grinding her teeth.

Did that crazy ass bitch honestly believe she was trying to get with Sesshoumaru? That she was attempting to climb the ranks in such a despicable way? She would've broke down and started laughing hysterically if it wasn't for the raw egg sliding down her back and nose. Kami, she felt incredibly gross! Picking herself up, Kagome huffed and headed for the showers.

Tsubaki was completely delusional. "Whoring myself out?" she snorted in disbelief. "Me and Sesshoumaru?" A choked giggle escaped as Kagome started the shower and undressed. By the time she jumped in, a fit of uncontrollable laughter had seized her and wouldn't let go.

"Oh you evil psycho bitch," she mumbled between laughs. "You can have him for all I care."

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Fifteen minutes later, Kagome was egg and flour free, dressed in a clean extra uniform, and standing on the gym rooftop. Letting the warm breeze sift through her drying hair, she loudly exhaled and then took a deep breath.

"I hate you Tsubaki with the power of a thousand suns! I hope you choke on a bone or your stupid heels break! And you can have Taisho too! Who the hell would want that spawn of the devil! That stiff, cold-hearted prick with the—"

"Spawn of the devil…prick…"

Kagome spun around, eyes widening. "Y-yah!" she stuttered, inwardly cringing when she saw Sesshoumaru stand and lazily make his way towards her. Kagome gulped and took a few steps back, pushing up her glasses and blinking hard—just to make sure he was really there and not some cardiac arresting figment of her overactive imagination.

"Are you always this loud?" Sesshoumaru asked, leaning against the metal railing.

She inched back, trying to make the movements as unnoticeable as possible. But his flash of I'm-not-gonna-throw-you-off-the-roof-so-stop-acting-like-I-am annoyance told her she had failed quite miserably.

"I thought no one was here."

"Hnn…"

Kagome shot him a furtive glance before cautiously leaning forward on the railing. She made sure to keep a healthy distance between them, just in case he felt the sudden desire to fling her to her death or dangle her over the edge for his own twisted amusement.

"Higurashi."

Kagome jumped and faced him. "Y-yes, Sesshoumaru-senpai?"

He stepped closer and before she could scream bloody murder and run, he plucked her too large spectacles from her face and turned it this way and that, inspecting them closely. "Non-prescriptions…" Sesshoumaru threw her a faintly amused look, which she returned with a glare.

Kagome tried to make a grab for it, but he put them out of her reach.

"Why do you hide behind these?"

"I'm not hiding," Kagome retorted.

"Really?"

She huffed, looking away. "Yes, really. It's a disguise," Kagome clarified in a matter-of-fact tone.

"On the run from the law, I see. I knew there was something shady about you, Higurashi."

Affronted, she tried to snatch away her glasses again, but he was too fast.

"It's not my fault problems seem to follow me around." Kagome gave him a pointed look, as if to say he was one such problem. "All I wanted was to blend in."

"You failed."

"Astute observation, Sesshoumaru-senpai." Kagome rolled her eyes before mumbling, "And now you just had to go and complicate everything."

"Don't blame me for your carelessness."

"Oh, I blame you for a lot of things."

Sesshoumaru stepped closer and peered into her pretty blue eyes. "I always get what I want, Higurashi."

She didn't shrink back from his heavy gold gaze. "Right…" she reminded herself…and him. "You want the big bad kendo trophy. I get it."

Sesshoumaru blinked and moved away. Shoving her glasses back onto her face, he turned away, raking a hand through his silver locks. "There's practice today," he tossed over his shoulder. "Be there."

After he had disappeared down the stairs, Kagome straightened her skewed spectacles, surprised he hadn't managed to poke out an eye. Seriously miffed, she turned back to the open skies and let out another loud, freeing bellow.

"Get to class, Miss Higurashi!"

Jumping, she peeked over the edge and saw her history teacher wagging a finger.

"Right away, Kaede-sensei!"

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A/N: Sorry for the wait. Real life happened. And now I'm trying to get back my writing mojo. ::sigh::