~Third person~

The next Monday, Sesshoumaru came to school early. He had observed her for a week, and concluded that she came to school at around six thirty am.

He decided to join her, after finding out some more about her.

He saw her emerge from her house, wearing her trademark grey hoodie, with a loose black T shirt with neon blue waves from the lower left corner, dark blue skinny jeans, with neon blue converse high tops, the same colour as the design on her T shirt, that had black swirls with yellow shadows. It looked like she had painted them herself. Quite well, he might add. Her hair was covered by the hood of her hoodie, but he could see the long bangs that almost covered her eyes, and the usual braid that hung over her shoulder.

So simple.

So beautiful.

She smelt of strawberries and water, but the smell of blood was stil prominenet. For the enth time, he felt a desperation to fing out why she always smelt of blood, and to rip the cause of her pain to shreads. Tiny, unrecognisable, shreads.

He was still obsessing about ripping and shreads when he smelt the rain. He smelt it first, and then about fifteen seconds later the first drop fell. Right on her nose. She looked up, welcoming the dusty pecepitation. It began to rain more heavily then. He watched as she shrugged of her light jacket, and deposited it in her bag, then placed her bag under the reletive safety of a nearby tree.

The sleeves of the T shirt she wore under it were short. And he saw her arms exposed for the first time. They were covered in bruises. In fact, they looked like giant bruised themselves. A black and blue puddle, with cuts floating here and there.

His eyes widened, and he almost ran out to interogate her, but he suppressed to urge.

He watched her for a while more, until he couldn't take it anymore, and he turned and fled. Yes, fled.

~Kagome~

This is getting out of hand. I mean really. I haven't said two words to the gut and these bimbos lock mi in a smelly janitor's closet. Great. Just how I wanted to recuperate from several injuries that would normally need expert medical attention, stuffed between a bunch of mops, pails and brooms. Fabulous.

I resign myself to spending the night here, seeing as the janitor will only be back in the morning. I take a bag of frozen grapes out from my bag, burst it open and pop a couple of the green sweet balls into my mouth, then take my book out.

The Hunger Games. I love this book. It's reviting. I'm at the part where Katniss feeds Peeta to sleeping syrup so she can go to the feast when I hear my name being called.

"Kagome? Are you inside?" WTF? Is that... Sesshoumaru? I quickly compose myself, and answer. I'm not gonna make a fool of myself in the first conversation I have with the guy I've been obsessively in like with since I saw him.

"Um, yeah, I'm here." I hear a sigh.

"Just step back, I'll get you out in a minute." Yay, Sesshoumaru, my night in shining armour. Or with shining hair would be more appropriate.

A minute later, the door bursts open, just like my bag of grapes. And proceedes to hit me on the nose. I turn my head at the last second, so it hits my left temple instead. I feel the blood slowly dripping down my cheek, and I sigh. He seems surprised.

"Baka. I told you to step back." Ah, the melodious sound of his monotone voice. Joy. So amazingly emotionless. PS- that's sarcasm

"Back to where?" I can feel myself get dizy as I motion towards the non-existant space behind me. He grunts. I raise my eyebrows. Then promptly decide to sit down so I don't pas out, and press my hand to my temple in a futile attempt to staunch to blood flow. He kneels down beside me, then lifts me up without a word. I raise an eyebrow.

"Sorry, but why are you carrying me?" I know it I ask, 'What are you doing' he'll say 'Hn. I carrying you, what does it look like, ningen?' Besides, the close proximity only serves to make my blood pump faster. If my head wasnt bleeding, I would be blushing, but since the blood just flows out, I have none to spare for blushing.

"Because, ningen, you will collapse if you attempt to walk."

Oh. Okay. I might as well enjoy it while it lasts. Only daddy dearest to look forward to anyway.

~Sesshoumaru~

I am an idiot. Why am I being such a prick? I'm in love with this girl! Oh kami, help me...

XXX

A/N - okay, the next chapter is FINALLY up. I'm sorry to those of you whom I made wait, thanks for your patience!