Disclaimer::sigh:: Checks list of things to do: Torture my little sister - already done that, Shopping at the mall (what I would like to call the torture chambers) - tomorrow, Take control over the entire world - Set in action. Ummm...sorry, I don't own Inuyasha yet.

A/N: I'm back and more tired than ever...Ah, well, back to the update. Once I start typing something, I can't stop...and eventually the whole thing is done. It's like...a disease or something. That and sleeping 12-14 hours every night, usually waking up around 1 or 2 if it's a good day. Yeah..I think I've rambled enough to put everyone else to sleep for at least 24 hours. Get to the freaking chapter!

Note that Taiko and Rizumu are not going to be main characters in this story. They're just here because they're in the band, so they'll be at concerts and whatnot, but not much else.


Chapter 2 - Hell at School

Kagome's eyelids flicked halfway open as the annoying sound of her alarm clock going off woke her from an uninterrupted slumber. Until now.

She grabbed hold of the alarm clock from her desk and unceremoniously threw it to her floorsatisfied as she heard the sound of something cracking and batteries rolling across the floor. With one annoyance taken care of, she buried her head face-down in her pillow and pulled it over her ears. A few more minutes of sleep was all she wanted...maybe hours.

But the silence was short lived at the sound of urgent knocking at her door. "KAGOME! Wake up right now! Breakfast is on the table!" The unmistakable voice of Souta barely reached her ears, muffled by the pillow tightly covering three-fourths of her head.

There was a loud thud as Sango rolled off the couch and onto the hard floor. Now completely awake, she sat up, hair and pajamas tousled, glaring venomously towards the doorway.

Kagome yanked her pillow away from her head and threw it fiercely at the door. "SOUTA! Go away while we're sleeping!" she shouted, and in attempt to drown out the noise, pulled her blanket over her head to make up for the absence of her pillow.

"Yeah, but you'll be late for school again!" Souta's voice once again forced its way through the wooden door. Gratified that he had said enough and afraid that his sister would take her rage out on him, he scampered through the hallway and down the stairs.

Kagome's Rule Number One for the Higurashi Household: Never, EVER, wake Kagome up. Serious harm may be inflicted.

Sango threw the blanket and pillow back onto the couch, which she had brought to the floor along with her. She stood up and made an attempt to straighten her hair, eyeing the broken alarm clock, now in several pieces. 'That must be her fiftieth broken alarm clock. She has a good arm if she can shatter it on the carpet...'

Kagome groaned and threw her blanket to the foot of her bed. "Souta will pay for that." With much grumbling, she stood up and stretched her arms high above her head, though not before releasing a loud yawn. "If only I slept for a few more minutes...I could have figured out who was hiding in the clown suit."

Sango shook her head at the sound of Kagome's very strange dream. "Maybe you should go see a therapist, Kagome. How long have you been having nightmares about clowns?"

Kagome seemed to consider this for a moment as she moved towards her closet. "A long time," she answered simply as she pulled out a pair of black sweats with a stripe of green up the side, a green v-necked t-shirt, and green Vans. "We should go somewhere after school, Sango." The need for a change of subject was desperate, as Kagome had been afraid of clowns ever since she was young.

Sango shrugged and rummaged through her duffel bag she had packed her clothes in and whatever else she threw in there. "Sounds like a plan to me." She pulled out a pair of faded black jeans, a navy t-shirt that read 'I Can Either Be Your Best Friend or Your Worst Enemy,' in silver letters, and a pair of blue and black Vans. She stalked her way quickly towards the bathroom. "I'm taking a shower!" Before Kagome could get a chance to protest, Sango ran last few feet towards the bathroom and locked herself in.

Kagome sighed and more or less stumbled into the hallway. 'I'll use the guest room bathroom. But next time, Sango, I'll beat you.' They had been racing for the bathrooms for as long as they could remember.

She came to the guest room door, and even from there, she could smell her mom's cooking. Eager to get down for breakfast, she ran through the room with dark green walls and a light gray carpet, and tore through the bathroom door. It was basically the same as her bathroom, only smaller with different arrangements and a dissimilar dark green wallpaper.

After about ten minutes of a hot shower, Kagome pulled on her clothes as quickly as she could, almost ripping the shirt in half. She grabbed a comb from one of the drawers and raked it through her hair, throwing it on the counter when her damp hair was at least unknotted. Back into the bedroom she ran, leaving the door open to let the steam out.

As Kagome was stepping into the hallway, she happened to bump into Souta. He glanced up at her, a tinge of fear glinting in his eyes, and hastily ran back down the opposite way towards the stairs. She shrugged and started to make her way down the steps.

Sango was already sitting at the dining table, a heap of omelets, rice, and fish piled on her plate. Kagome took her seat at the opposite end, a plate of food already set in her place. She scowled at Sango before sitting down.

"We have to hurry and eat, or we'll be late for school," Sango reminded as she shoved a whole omelet in her mouth.

Kagome raised her head from her rice bowl to look at Sango. "I guess Souta's going to walk with Kohaku, right?" she asked, referring to Sango's younger brother, who was a few years older than Souta.

Sango nodded and set her now empty bowl of rice on the table. "I'm full. Your mom really knows how to cook." She stood up from the table and brought her plate and bowl to the sink, rinsing them off under the hot water.

Kagome pushed her chair back and brought her dishes to the sink as well. "Well then, let's go!" she exclaimed, and started running towards the door, Sango following close behind.

Both girls grabbed their backpacks by the door and ran out of the house. They walked, side by side, towards the exact place that they would like to avoid, otherwise known as Sengoku Jidai High School.

Kagome stared ahead, and once they were out of the neighborhood, began recognizing a few other students in their classes, although they spoke to each other hardly at all. Sango kicked random rocks on the sidewalk, keeping her hands wrapped around the straps of her backpack.

Deciding now to break the silence between them, Kagome leaned a bit closer to Sango. "So what's up with you and that Miroku guy?" she asked, giggling slightly as Sango's face turned a light shade of red. Miroku Houshi was a student in their grade, and was many times a day labeled a pervert, thanks to his wandering hands. He and his best friend Inuyasha Takahashi hung out regularly.

"N-nothing! He hits on every girl he sees. You know that. What about you and Kouga?" Sango retorted, proving victorious when Kagome's face flushed lightly.

"He's not my type!" Kagome argued back, scowling as Sango started laughing. "You should know that as well as anyone, Sango." She frowned and quickened her pace. "Come on, or we really are going to be late."

Sango didn't bother to protest as she sped up her pace until her and Kagome were once again side-by-side. She immediately dropped the subject, and once again, they walked in silence.

Not too much later, Sengoku Jidai came into view. The tall three-story brick building, with 'Sengoku Jidai High School' lettering on the front, was like hell on earth. The teacher's were harsh, assigning ample amounts of homework each night. The students were even worse. Cliques roamed the halls like they owned the place, picking on other students only to make themselves feel better. Kagome and Sango had never belonged to any of these coteries, much less bothering to converse with them at all.

Students loomed outside, either too stubborn to go inside until the last warning bell rang or just bored out of their wits. The two girls continued forward, the horrid school coming closer with each step.

Kagome sighed heavily as she began ascending the steps, Vans sounding a dull thud with each step on the cement. "Four more days of this, and then the weekend. Then five more days...they should really shorten the school year," she wondered to herself, ticking each week off her fingers. "I'll be surprised if I don't go insane by the end of the year."

Sango merely laughed as she pulled open one of the doors, allowing Kagome the honors to step inside first. "I'll be right there with you," she assured, and stepped through the doorway.

Pandemonium. Chaos. Hell. A few choice words that described the inside of Sengoku High. Students ran about the hallways, since the teachers were too lazy to care. Voices rang out from random places, though buried under every single other noise, everything just sounded like one really loud, really annoying murmur.

Kagome gripped the straps on her backpack even tighter, her footsteps precise and stiff. Sango observed that her friend wasn't in a particularly good mood that morning. "So, did you finish Mr. Myouga's paper he assigned us?"

Mr. Myouga, an extremely irritating midget of a History teacher was probably the harshest of them all. There rarely went a day without a heap of homework. Naturally, he wasn't at the top of anyone's 'Favorite Teachers' list.

Kagome nodded and patted her strap. "Yup. It took forever to write, what with the concert and everything. But somehow I managed to finish." She smirked knowingly at Sango. "I think our singing careers are going to cost us our grades."

Her smirk quickly turned into a frown when a certain someone walked around the corner, surrounded by all of her prissy friends. Kagome attempted to turn around and run until the aforementioned someone called out her name, making her flinch in disgust. "What, Kikyou?" she ground out between gritted teeth, resisting the urge to slap the witch across her 'flawless' face. Doing so proved harder than she thought.

"So, Kagome, how was your weekend?" Kikyou asked, feigning friendliness and doing a horrible job.

Kagome's mouth began to twitch uncontrollably as Sango placed a hand on her shoulder. "You know, Kikyou, maybe you should dump your posse and get a life. You shouldn't give other people a piece of mind unless you can afford it," she snapped loudly, causing a few heads to turn their way.

Sango slapped her hand over her mouth in an attempt to stifle her laughter. Kikyou's 'friendliness' faded and left her narrowed-eyed and scowling. She was about to retort, but seemed to change her mind, and spun around on her white and black stilettos. The throng of girls eagerly followed.

Kagome leaned against the closest locker and sighed miserably. "I don't know how much longer I'll be able to put up with her before I go insane." Once she had regained her composure, she stood up and continued down the rows of lockers. "I wonder if she's ever considered a private school."

Sango shrugged absently and glanced at a clock behind them. "Sorry, Kagome, I gotta run! See you in math!" she promised, and ran off, leaving Kagome stranded in the middle of the hall.

Kagome turned to look at the clock and frowned. It took her only a minute to get to her locker, thirty seconds to grab her books, and another minute to get to class. By that time she was out of breath and frazzled. The students already seated and Ms. Rikei, the science teacher, turned around to look at her.

"Ah, Ms. Higurashi, I see you decided to make it to class this morning. Take your seat," she remarked coolly and gestured towards an empty chair. Unfortunately, the chair was seated right by Inuyasha and Miroku.

'God, WHY am I in the same class as them?!' Grudgingly, she more or less plopped into the chair, keeping her eyes turned down at her desk, begging silently that they wouldn't say anything to her. No such luck.

"Hey, Kagome, what kept you? Were you out with Kouga?" Inuyasha taunted, a devilish smirk playing at his lips. Miroku was seated in front of him, both of them completely oblivious to the teacher at the board.

Kagome ground her teeth in frustration. "What about Kikyou? You should really learn to keep that female dog of yours on a leash!" she whispered back harshly, meeting Inuyasha's casual glare.

Behind his hand, Miroku stifled his laughing. Inuyasha shot him a deadly glare, and in result, Miroku shut up immediately. Kagome frowned and turned back to the teacher, her mind focusing on anything but. 'Why is he always like that?'

As Ms. Rikei spoke of formulas and charts, Kagome tapped her pencil absentmindedly on her desk. Only when the teacher called Kagome's name did she snap back to reality and raised her eyes to the board.

"I suggest you pay more attention. These formulas will be on the test coming up in a few days." Ms. Rikei shot Kagome a meaningful glare and turned back to the board, once again going off about things Kagome didn't understand, and probably never would.

After what seemed like eternity, the teacher excused the class. Kagome, however, had dozed off on her desk top. One certain student decided it would be fun to poke the sleeping Kagome until she woke up.

Kagome cracked an eye open and stared up at the two boys staring down at her. She immediately sprung up, sitting straight in her seat and staring around the classroom dazedly. It took her a moment to realize that class was over and if she didn't hurry, she'd be late for her next class.

"'Bout time you woke up." Inuyasha smirked and watched as she stood up stiffly, stretching her sore muscles from falling asleep in an awkward position at her desk.

Kagome frowned and spun around to face Inuyasha and Miroku. "Whatever. Why do you care?" she asked and turned to stalk out of the classroom. "Well, uh, thanks. I think," she called over her shoulder and ran the rest of the way out of the classroom.

Miroku watched as she disappeared through the doorway. "She is one strange chick," he commented, and glanced at the clock. "Come on, Inuyasha, class is gonna start in a few minutes." He made a move to leave, and after a moment, Inuyasha followed.

Kagome leaned against her locker, waiting for Sango to finish grabbing all of her books. They were headed to math with Mr. Keisuu. Which, thankfully, neither Inuyasha or Miroku had this period.

"I'm gonna fail the test in science, Sango. I fell asleep again while Ms. Rikei was explaining formulas and whatnot." Kagome sighed and scanned the hallway quickly. Once she heard the sound of Sango's locker being shut, she began running to their next class.

"Who woke you up this time, Kagome?" Sango asked slyly. She watched as Kagome's face heated to a faint red, already guessing the answer before she said anything.

Kagome huffed and slowed down around the next corner. "Inuyasha...and Miroku." She could see Sango smiling widely without having to look at her. "They're jerks...assuming I'm going out with Kouga." She continued to mutter under her breath as she opened the door to second period math.

Thankfully, class had not yet started. Sango and Kagome took their seats next to each other, as usual. Kagome was overall better at math than science, so she found it slightly easier to pay attention.

Mr. Keisuu called on Sango to explain the next problem. She groaned and stood up, somewhat reluctantly, and recited the explanation for the aforementioned problem. It was Kagome's turn to smirk as she ripped a piece of paper out of her notebook and scrawled a quick note before passing it to Sango.

Sango picked the scrap of paper of her desk and cast a sideways glance at Kagome. She unfolded it quietly. 'Bad day so far?' She smiled wryly and flipped the scrap over, writing her own message on the back.

Kagome snatched the paper off her desk before the teacher could see.

'You think?'


Stephenie: Another chapter down!

Inuyasha: Keh. I should have been in it more.

Miroku: Stop complaining, Inuyasha

Kagome: I thought it was okay

Sango: R&R. 'Nuff said

A/N: Yes, the characters may be a little ooc, but that's how I intend them to be. And if you think I'm going to go off about every single outfit Kagome and Sango are wearing, you're wrong. I just did that to help define their personalities a little more. Which, by sheer coincidence, is much like mine. R&R.


Hey, see that button down there? I wonder what happens if you press it...