Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha, simply put, I just don't. Don't force me to say this every single time, it's like a little knife into my heart...

Note: Whatever tips you see written here, I just made up. I am a girl but yeah don't completely trust this stuff, okay? I don't want to be held responsible for any broken, disappointed hearts.

How to Get the Girl

Kagome sighed, exasperated. On her way to the mall to meet her friends yet all she could think of was Inuyasha. She couldn't believe herself, she was obsessing over this guy that she had known since grade eight. Just because he spontaneously became gorgeous. Am I really that shallow? I mean, if I really am starting to crush on him…this is like two years too late! Maybe I'm just NOT crushing on him! Kagome felt herself sigh in relief, this made sense. It's just gonna come to pass after I get over his insane hotness.

Kagome's eye twitched. I just called it insane hotness?! OMG?! Am I becoming just like Ayumi?! Gah and just because damn Inuyasha just randomly decides 'I'm gonna make myself attractive!' Kagome felt her face heat up. However did he manage to make his 'ugh' self so…. 'ah'. I mean with someone so gorgeous in front of my all the time –how could I possibly handle myself? How would I ever manage to hide this ridiculous cr –infatuation- from him? FROM ANYONE! I mean, I was oogling him in class! HOW COULD I OGLE INUYASHA! THE SAME INUYASHA WHO HAS LIVED NEXT DOOR FOR TWO YEARS! THE VERY SAME ONE WHO HAD BEEN TUTORING ME FOR TWO YEARS! THE EXACT ONE WHO HAD BABYSAT MY BROTHER SINCE GRADE EIGHT! The very same who is about as antisocial as it gets…the very same with that cocky smirk and the gorgeous snort…and –O-M-G- he didn't do ANY OF THAT yesterday!

At this point, she was hyperventilating. I could be falling for Inuyasha… if I fall for Inuyasha… how would I CONFESS? How COULD I CONFESS? He'd laugh to death at ME! I mean… am I his type? DOES HE EVEN HAVE A TYPE? I have serious questions… how can I not know whether INUYASHA is interested in girls? He has to be but… why am I stressing out over this? I'm not in love with Inuyasha. I'm not in love with Inuyasha. I'm not in love with Inuyasha. I'm not in love with Inuyasha. I'm not in love with Inuyasha. I'm not in love with Inuyasha. I'm not in love with Inuyasha. I'm not in love with Inuyasha. I'm not in love with Inuyasha. I'm not in love with Inuyasha. I'm not in love with Inuyasha. I'm not in love with Inuyasha. I'm not in love with Inuyasha. I'm not in love with- "Oof!" Kagome in her panic had bumped right into Kikyo, the girl who had lived two doors down from her since eigth grade. "Uh…hi, Kikyo…" Kagome greeted but Kikyo didn't seem to notice, she seemed to be stuck in her own thoughts.

Kikyo couldn't believe herself. She has been, and still is, thinking about Inuyasha. He had some how manage to consume her thoughts completely and even left her dazed and unfocused in class. She bit her lip. He's just so hot… Kikyo felt guilt slowly rise in her body. I wonder if he has a six-pack… Kikyo drooled.

Kikyo's eyes opened wide. Immoral thoughts… I… am… having… immoral… thoughts… Kikyo bit her lip. About the same little boy who has lived next to me as long as I can remember. Memories of little Inuyasha, playing and smiling with his mother bubbled up. Kikyo remembered watching him for her window and smiling up at him whenever he caught her glance. She also remember the matching blushes that would soon follow. I wonder what he'd look like blushing now… Kikyo's mind ventured kinkily. DIRTY… DIRTY THOUGHTS… Kikyo came from a long line of mikos, if her mind was tainted like this, she would most likely find her powers inaccessible. Must remain clean… must remain clean and virginal… But the moment the word popped up in her mind, she quickly regretted. I wonder if Inuyasha's a virgin… does he even like women…?? OMG… WHAT IF HE DOESN'T? I MEAN, I'VE NEVER SEEN HIM-?

Kikyo stopped herself before her thoughts ventured to far into the yaoi region. I've never seen him do any of that kind of stuff with a boy either… besides I'm pretty sure that he's hetero… yeah… straight… I wonder, if I'm his type? Could I be? Kikyo frowned, she couldn't imagine her being his type at all. This sudden distress filled her heart at the realization. WHAT IF HE DOESN'T LIKE ME? What if… what if… The image of Inuyasha slapping her in disgust and looking down at her with a vicious smirk formed. LUSTFUL THOUGHTS! LUSTFUL THOUGHTS! Could it be that my only intentions with cute little Inuyasha are immoral? Am I… am I that kind of person?

Kikyo's shoulder sagged under the weight of that thought. What happen to the girl who used to merely watch and imagine just playing catch with him? Whatever happened to her? Kikyo felt a blush decorate her cheeks as her innocent feelings quickly returned. I'm sure that this is just my crush returning… I mean… all teenagers have these kind of thoughts sometimes… and it's not like I have them willy nilly. Maybe it's just a symptom of falling in love… falling in love?! I'm… "I could be falling in love with Inuyasha…" The words tasted sweet on her tongue, "I might just l- OW!"

Sango looked out her window just in time to see Kikyo ram into the tree in her front yard. Sango winced. "That's got to hurt." Sango chuckled as Kikyo walked away, rubbing her forehead and looking a little lost. "I haven't seen something that funny since…"

Thoughts of Miroku falling out of a window resurfaced. He was confessing to the transfer student and caught up in the 'love' of the moment accidentally backed right into the open window and fell right out. Luckily enough, they were only on the first floor but, needless to say, he was still rejected.

Sango laughed, "He's such an idiot." A light blush formed on her cheeks.

Sango noticed and her hands rushed to her face. W- what's wrong with me?! She also remembered asking herself this when she felt so angry at Miroku for confessing to the transfer student. She didn't know why she was so angry at the time but she was beginning to see it now. Maybe… just maybe… that idiot, baka pervert may have captured my attention.

She snorted at herself as she remember what he had worn to the movies. Sango, don't tell me you think you're serious about that IDIOTIC, WOMANIZING PERVERT? Sango slapped [yes, slapped] herself out of it and laughed, "If I did like him, I wouldn't have rejected him right? Right?"

Her answer was silence, mostly because she was the only one in the room but still.

"But I might've said yes had he not looked so ridiculous at the time," Sango answered delicately, "It's really hard to know whether he's serious about me or not when he does stuff like that…"

"Onee-chan!" Kohaku called.

"Yes!" Sango screamed, a little peeved at her brother for interrupting her.

"Phone!"

"Who is it?"

"Miroku!"

"Hang up," Sango answered, directing her rage at Miroku instead of herself. It's the damn pervert's fault for making me even CONSIDER going out with him…

"Okay…" Kohaku seemed wary but obeyed his sister and regretfully hung up.

"I do not want Miroku…" Sango assured herself, "At least not today."

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