Ya- Ha! wow! i got alot more revews then i though i'd get (luli, stop putting personal stuff in your reviews . ) oh, and my friend is starting up a story, so ready it! please if you would. and thank you all for the reviews! and i know Kags is mean in this fan fic, i wanted to give her a sharp tunge (my dream!). so thanks, on with the story

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Chapter 5: SLAP!

"Can you believe that bitch! Her calling me a pansy! God the nerve of that wench!" InuYasha ranted on into his cell phone.

"Call down, how can she not remember you. I mean you did see her almost day… right?" Miroku inquired on the other line.

"Well… no. This is the first time I've seen her in two weeks. Have you seen her those days?" he asked, feeling a little underhanded.

"See, talk, walk all that. I do, every day, though she doesn't really talk. Were did you say you saw her again?" Miroku asked.

"Don't change the subject! You've seen her every damn day and didn't tell me where the hell she was! That's cheep!" InuYasha yelled, not really wanting to bring up what he was doing.

"Well, if you didn't have your head tied up over Kikyo, then you might have figured that she won't come to the cafeteria. She doesn't eat at school, she avoids people. Now were do you think people like that would go?"

"Err… um… class rooms? Libraries? Places like that?" InuYasha struggled with the question a little.

"Bingo! Though, I call dibs on lunch period, so ha!" and with that Miroku hung up.

"God damn loser! We'll see who get'er at lunch!"

He ran quickly into the library once the lunch bell had rung. He didn't even stop when the math teacher called after him or when he past Miroku in the classroom. He was going to beat Miroku to the library.

Once he entered the library, there she was. Sitting at a table, books piled high already. He walked up to the table and sat down.

"Can I help you with something?" she asked calmly, her eyes staggering to read the book. InuYasha opened his mouth to say something, but closed it quickly. He had nothing to say! 'Shit! I didn't think this through!'

She looked up at him, one eyebrow lifting behind her lenses, "Well? Basha?"

Now he had something to say.

"It's Yasha! InuYasha! Not basha!" he yelled. She didn't move, she didn't flinch. She just looked up at him with a board stare. Her eyes still as full and still as ever.

"Right, Yasha. So do you need help with something?" she asked quietly, looking back down at her book.

"Not really," he pouted, a small blush caressing his cheeks. He really couldn't find anything to talk about.

"Well then, I'll excuse myself. I have better things to do then speak with you," she said, ice sheets thick on her voice.

From behind he could here her walking away, leaving him behind in the dust. He felt… empty.

There was something so lonely about the library that gave him the creeps. He couldn't place were the origin of the feeling was coming from. But it scared him, it scared him a lot.

He heard the door open before she could get there. Then he heard something he would rather have not heard.

"Higurashi! Isn't it nice to see you here! I've missed you," Miroku chimed. He heard her sigh. Was it from frustration?

"I thought I told you I didn't want to see you again. Your becoming quite the nascence, and your not wining anything for presidency, pooch," she said, her word clear like water.

"Oh come on, can't we be friends?" Miroku begged. 'He was good at that,' InuYasha thought.

"I don't want friends of the opposite sex. It always leads to adoration," she breathed.

"I promise we'll stay friends! I won't do anything to provoke a stronger relationship… please? I wanna be friends with you…" he pleaded, hands clasped in front of him.

InuYasha heard something that sounded like a slap. He turned around; he had been sitting facing the contrary side.

She had slapped him. Right on the cheek. Her eyes not phased by what she did. They were still as ever.

His cheek was read as a beat and was swelling up, she hit him pretty hard.

"Don't beg, it makes you look horrible. Like a dieing rat," she replied. With that she walked away.

"Oh! And if you tell an authority I slapped you, make sure you tell them why, or I will make it dramatic," she threatened behind her, waving her hand.

Miroku just sat there, staring after her, holding his cheek. This would pose a problem.

InuYasha walked up behind him, taping him on the shoulder lightly.

"You okay?" InuYasha asked, he couldn't believe this girl was so… mean.

"She's something else…" he said softly as he nodded, "… but I think I'm going to keep going for her," Miroku said as he watched were her frame once was.

"What! Even after she did that to you!" InuYasha asked, not seeing what was so special about this girl.

"Ya, there's something about her that I really like. She's like a little jar of special hunny. And I really want to try some…" he said, shifting his eyes over to his friend. He looked speechless, "Don't you think so InuYasha?"

"I don't see what's so special about this bitch, but I know I an't losin' for sure," he said, a cocky grin on his lips.

"Heh! At least she hasn't slapped you yet, I don't think your ego could take it," he chuckled.

"Hey!"

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