Chango-chan: Sorry for the wait, guys, but here it is: Chapter five of Not Another Teen Story!

I am now one of the biggest GippalRikku fans alive, and I've been reading all the fics on them! That's partly the excuse for my procrastination. That, and the fact that I'm lazy. But I have ch 6 done, too, in advance. You're gonna have to work for it, though

"Showstoppin', we show-showstoppin'! Showstoppin', we show-showstoppin'!"

"Ahh!" Kagome jerked awake, effectively rolling out of her bed, her dreams shattered by loud music. She looked out of her window, overlooking the front drive. Yashirah sat on the hood of an old-school Chevy Impala painted candy-apple red with huge rims, and, as Kagome had already witnessed, a bangin' sound system. The half-demon lifted her sunglasses and grinned at the girl, a mischievous smile.

"Hey, Kags! We're going to the mall!"

Kagome looked at the digital clock on her night stand. "Not at seven in the morning we're not," she replied, turning to go back to bed.

"Kagome Higurashi, you'd better get your ass down here this instant!" Kagome didn't respond, so she cranked the music louder. Nothing. Yashirah let out a sigh and turned down the music. "Hey, Inu Yasha, Kagome can't go."

"Inu Yasha's going?" Kagome appeared at the window again.

"Well, I'm not sure there's enough room in the car..." Yashirah began.

"I'll be down there in five minutes. Reserve that seat."

Yashirah grinned to herself. "Everything falls into place..."

Moments Later...

"So..." Kagome began.

"So...?" Yashirah replied airily.

"Where's Inu Yasha?"

Yashirah smirked. "He got you sprung, huh?"

Kagome blushed, looking out the window. "Maybe."

Yashirah laughed and ruffled Kagome's hair in a sisterly way. "How cute. You've developed a crush!"

"You pushed him on me."

"But you were very receptive."

Kagome was silent, knowing the hanyou was right. She ignored her and looked out her window again. But she didn't have much time, because Yashirah immediately swerved into a parking space, effectively getting Kagome to slam her forehead into the dashboard.

Kagome clutched her head as though her brain might fall loose. "Son of a..."

"Swearing isn't very ladylike, Kagome," Yashirah chided, stepping out of the car and putting on her oversized 'stunna shades,' or sunglasses.

"Kiss my..."

"Shut up and lets go." Although Yashirah was very cool about it, Kagome got the distinct feeling that she had a mission.

"What are we doing here? Where's Inu Yasha?"

"He's on his way. I promised to buy him ramen if he helped to carry some of the shit I plan to buy."

Kagome stared at her friend, who was keenly browsing some wares. "You're lying."

Yashirah looked surprised that her trusting friend didn't believe her. "What makes you think that?"

"You're looking at mens underwear."

Yashirah jumped and threw the boxers back in their pile. "Well, that's embarrassing." She 'ahem'd lightly, before turning to look at Kagome. "Was I that obvious?"

"Yes," Kagome replied with a roll of her eyes. "You're not exactly hard to read."

"Shh!"

"Huh?" Yashirah didn't answer, aside from clamping her hand over Kagome's mouth and pulling them under a display table. Kagome licked the inside of the hanyou's clawed hand.

"Eww!" Yashirah exclaimed, wiping her hand on Kagome's cheek. "What was that for!"

"You were suffocating me," she snapped in a fierce whisper. "What was you pulling us under here for?"

"Miroku told me that Inu Yasha was gonna meet Kikyo here. Wherever she is, a sin is bound to follow." Her eyes alight,Yashirah pointed at a woman scanning the racks. Her hair was done into two ponytails, and her skirt was short and pleated. The woman's breasts nearly tumbled out of her shirt when she bent over.

"Kikyo," Kagome growled. They eyed her evilly as she flirted with a salesman. His eyes were glued to her chest, but she only pushed them up more so as to meet his eyes better.

"Slut," the girls said in unison. The friends watched with mouths agape when they walked into a dressing room together.

"What the hell are you guys doing?"

"What the hell!" Yashirah swung around and slapped the mystery man in the face.

"Ow! Damnit, Yashirah, what the hell is your deal?"

Yashirah and Kagome scrambled to get onto their feet and dusted themselves off, trying not to look suspicious or guilty, but managing both at the same time. "Inu Yasha, what are you doing here?"

Inu Yasha looked at them as if they were crazy. "That should be a question directed towards you, don't you think?"

"No," Yashirah replied seriously.

"Hey, Kikyo," Inu Yasha called, seeing his girlfriend. The girls whirled around to see Kikyo stumbling over to them, putting her skirt back into place. The salesman's suit was ruffled, but he looked thoroughly pleased with himself.

"Can I help you with anything else, ma'am?" the salesman asked with a shit-eating grin.

"No, that will be enough for today," Kikyo replied airily. She stared at the man as he walked away, but Inu Yasha didn't seem to notice. Kagome and Yashirah, on the other hand, glared at her as if she was the pure manifestation of evil.

"So what are you doing here?" Inu Yasha asked, putting his arm around Kikyo's waist.

"Well, I wanted to do some friend stuff, but that's kind of out of the question now."

"Why?" Inu Yasha was genuinely confused.

"'Cause that bitch is here!" Yashirah screamed before storming off. Inu Yasha stared after his sister; he seemed unsure of what he should do. Kikyo rolled her eyes and made the decision for him, dragging her boy-toy off. Kagome chased after the hanyou female, who collapsed on a bench nearby.

"You okay, Yashi?"

The hanyou lay on her back, arm shielding her eyes. She didn't speak. Kagome sat at the end of the bench, looking for a reaction from her friend. She didn't receive one for some time.

"I'll kill that bitch," Yashirah said finally. Kagome said nothing, allowing her friend to release her stagnant emotions. "I'm gonna kill her, and I'm going to kill her family, too. She ripped my family apart. She deserves to die!"

There was a beat of silence. The two did not make eye contact, choosing to look off into space for a while. At least, until Sango pranced up to them like a hyper bunny.

"Hi guys!" She was sipping on a huge chocolate milkshake, and spun in a little circle when the girls looked up. "Like my new outfit?"

"What the hell are you doing here?"

She didn't seem to care that they'd ignored her question. "Miroku took me on a spree. He's been really nice lately. He hasn't even touched my butt!" She sipped her shake for a moment, looking thoughtful. "You think he's up to something?"

There was no answer, as Yashirah had stood up, looking solemn. "I gotta go," she said resolutely. Snatching Sango's milkshake, she stormed out of the mall, a fiery aura surrounding her.

"My shake!" Sango wailed, huge tears hanging from her eyes.

Kagome gave the older girl a 'WTF?' look before stalking off to find Inu Yasha, who was sighing and getting clothing thrown onto the growing pile in his arms. Kikyo was running through the clothing racks as if she was in Supermarket Sweep.

"If there was an Olympic challenge for shopping, she'd go for the gold," Inu Yasha said to no one in particular. He was taken by surprise when Kagome grabbed him and threw him into the nearest fitting room.

She hadn't realized how small the rooms were, however, and immediately started to struggle for space while attempting to strangle the hanyou cramped up with her. "Inu Yasha, you asshole!"

Inu Yasha was trying to escape Kagome's grasp on his collar. "What the hell, Kagome?"

"How could you do that to your sister?" Kagome whispered fiercely, not releasing the death grip she had on his shirt collar.

"What did I do?"

Kagome glared, punching him in the chest. "What kind of brother chooses his bitchy little slut of a girlfriend over his only sister!"

"Kagome, Yashirah is just jealous 'cause she used to have me all to herself. She's my sister, not my girlfriend."

"Inu Yasha, you're fuckin' delusional if you think that gold-digging bitch truly has any feelings for you. I'm not going to lie about it anymore; I can't sit back and watch her hurt you, while Yashirah's getting hurt in turn!"

"How the hell is this any of your fucking business, anyway?"

"It's not. But Yashirah is my friend. You're my friend. And I don't like it when people hurt my friends. It's not fair to you that your relationship is one-sided. You may truly love Kikyo, but it doesn't take a genius to see that she doesn't love you. And Yashirah's not obsessed. She just wants her brother back. Her brother who used to care," she finished scathingly. In a short amount of time, she'd become very close to the haughty young hanyou and her brother.

There was tense silence between the two, aside from the occasional grunt when they tried to get more comfortable in the pressed space. When Kikyo yanked open the door, the two tumbled out and onto the floor.

"Inu Yasha, you idiot. I was looking for you. I need your credit card," Kikyo snapped. When Inu Yasha hesitated, she turned on the charm. "Please, baby?" His emotions faltered, and he could only look at Kagome like a dog whipped.

The woman turned her cold eyes on Kagome, who she seemed to have just noticed. "What the hell are you doing in here, Higurashi? This is a high-end place; they don't allow ugly bitches in here," Kikyo said coolly, and Kagome felt the deja vu icy chill down her spine when she spoke.

"You've got some nerve, Kinky-Ho. You're so ugly, if it was a crime, you'd get life!" Kagome sneered, giving the older woman a withering look.

Kikyo's jaw dropped, and she looked to her boyfriend, who refused to make eye contact, let alone defend his woman. With a snort, she stalked off, her stilettos clicking ominously against the floor. Inu Yasha stood in the same spot, looking at the ground until Kikyo called sharply, "Inu Yasha!" He made eye contact with Kagome, who gave him a pitying look, and traipsed off with his tail between his legs.