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Because I hadn't brought any of my own money, and because I hadn't seen anything in the store that caught my eye, I ended up waiting outside the changing stalls on the very comfortable sofa for Sango and Kikyou to finish trying on their clothes. Normally, I wouldn't have minded at all. I'm usually a very patient person (or I'd like to think so), plus, the area right outside the changing stalls was actually quite nice. The room was dark with brown and blue wall designs. The lights were almost like spotlights, bright enough to see, dark enough to cast shadows on your face. This was the general theme of the store, and the brown couch I sat on matched it very well. Also, one of my favorite songs were playing in the background, and there was a nice breeze of air conditioning coming through the room.

I wouldn't have minded, really, except for the fact that this arrangement left Naraku sitting on the arm of the sofa, smiling down at me in his strange way as he waited for his girlfriend. Most of his long, black hair was more or less braided to his side, while the rest of it, his bangs, lay framing his face. In the light of the store, his eyes seemed even darker than they usually were, and the shadows on his face really suited him.

I was getting kind of uncomfortable. Even though music was playing in the background, the silence between us was really nerve-wracking. Finally, I turned over to look up at him and asked awkwardly, "So, how do you like our school? Since, you know, you transferred like only two months ago, right? So that technically makes you new." Ugh. I think I was babbling.

He didn't seem to mind though and looked straight. "It's interesting. People here are very…different, than where I'm from." He said, with a little grin.

"Where are you from?" I asked. I actually didn't know. Not many people had ever gotten close enough to Naraku to find out.

"Oh. I'm sure you've never heard of it." Naraku said, looking at me. Then he changed the subject. "You're dating Inuyasha, aren't you?" He asked as if it wasn't obvious.

"Yeah." I said. "Why?"

Naraku seemed to think about that. "It's interesting."

I frowned. I'd been getting that a lot lately, when asked about Inuyasha and I. What was up with that?

Before I could ask what about it did he find so interesting, he turned and, surprisingly, lifted a finger to graze my cheek. This motion definitely gave the chills, and not the kind that Sesshomaru gave me. Oh god, I didn't just think that. "Um." I said as his finger traced a line across my lips. He was looking at me so intensely.

"You know," He said softly as he continued tracing my face. "You're pretty cute." Then he lifted my chin up, like he was going to kiss me.

I flinched away, and he seemed to realize what he'd been doing. Just then, Kikyou and Sango came out of their change rooms with clothes on each of their arms.

"Sorry you guys had to wait." Kikyou said with a smile. "I'm done anyways. I'm going to get this dress and this jacket." She said, showing us.

"Cool." That was pretty much all I could say after what had just happened.

Then, we headed over to the cash register to pay. After that, we went to the next store, and the next, while I took pains to find something to try on so I didn't have to be left alone with Naraku again.

Hours passed, and soon Kikyou and Naraku were leaving me and Sango to walk home, because we lived quite close. As we walked along the sidewalk in the familiar neighbourhood, I asked her, "Do you get the feeling that Naraku's kind of…well, not Kikyou's type?" I asked, trying to figure out what would be an appropriate way to put it.

Sango snorted. "Have you noticed that Kikyou's type is more or less 'Come one, come all' when it comes to the male variety?" She asked me.

I laughed at that. Sango had that way with her. "So, what's happening with you and the unnamed male?" I asked, referring to Miroku. In her last tantrum, Sango had refused to say his name, but used every other term she could think of to describe him.

She actually blushed a tone or two deeper once I asked , but kept quiet. This prompted me to ask again with a smile, "Something's happening isn't it? Tell me, tell me, tell me before I go crazy!" I begged.

Sango grinned, although she hadn't stopped blushing. "I think," she said slowly. "we're going out."

Wow. This was something big. Although I'd always known there was more than what she'd let on, I didn't think she'd actually ever agree to go out with him. "Wow!" I said, laughing. "What brought on this change of heart?" I asked.

"Well…yesterday, I was coincidentally passing his house on my daily jog…"

Then she proceeded to tell me all the details while I continued to voice my opinion and laugh.

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The next day at school, Inuyasha walked me to my first class before kissing me good bye, with the promise that I'd see him at lunch. With that, I walked into Homeroom. It went quite ordinarily, at least until the last fifteen minutes of class when the teacher had stopped talking and had given us time to work on our newest assignment. At that moment, Hojo, a fairly nice, clean boy that I'd known since freshman year, had decided to turn around from where he sat in front of me and ask, quite quickly, "Kagome, um, would you like to come with me as my, um, date to this formal uh dance that my family friends are uh, holding next weekend?"

I heard a snicker to the right, from a girl who had heard him ask. Then I paled, not sure how to phrase my rejection. I should have been good at this after having to do it so many times before. "Um, Hojo, I think I might have other plans." I lied.

His face fell, but not as much as usual. He seemed to think this meant I wanted to go, but couldn't because I'd made a prior commitment. What would it take for him to finally get the hint? "Oh." He said slowly. Then he smiled awkwardly. "Next time then." He said quite cheerfully, before turning around.

I groaned. One of these days, I needed to say something to actually banish the thought of ever going out with me from his mind. Not that Hojo wasn't a great guy, because I was sure he was. It's just that…oh, I don't know, we didn't click.

At lunch, Inuyasha finally agreed to sit on the same table with Naraku, but refused to actually talk to him. Finally, having enough of it, I hissed, "Why won't you talk to him?" while he and Kikyou were talking.

"I just…I don't know, I get a bad vibe from him." Inuyasha answered, casting a hostile look towards Naraku.

"That's silly." I chastised. "What has he ever done to you? I think you're acting really immature." I said, turning away from him and taking a bite of my lunch.

"Yeah, well, I don't." He retorted. Then, seeing as I continued to ignore him, he sighed and said finally, "Okay fine, I'll make a damn effort."

This was good enough for me. I smiled at him and locked our fingers together under the table. He grinned and kissed me. I raised a hand to his cheek, which only encouraged him to wrap an arm around my waist to pull me closer. I didn't mind, pressing into him as he continued to kiss me. In fact, as his tongue entered my mouth, I forgot about what we'd just been talking about and the next few minutes were just bliss.

His hand was on my waist, and as we kissed he raised it higher along my side. I ignored it and continued kissing him. Then I felt pressure on my breast and gasped when he squeezed. Gently, I pushed him off. "Um," I said. "Let's just eat." God. I was sure my face was the colour of a tomato as I turned and continued eating quickly.

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After school, I hadn't felt like walking home with Inuyasha, so I stayed behind to clean up my locker. Soon, the hallways were empty of all people and it was a little eerie. I ignored the feeling and continued packing my bag. Finally, when I was done, I swung my locker closed, only to find, to my surprise, Naraku standing directly behind my locker door, leaning with his arms crossed and a small grin on his face.

I actually jumped, I was so surprised. Naraku instantly held a hand out to steady me. It was cold.

"Sorry." He said apologetically.

"What- What are you doing here?" I asked, still surprised. His hand was still on my arm. It was cold, and it gave me a very unpleasant feeling.

"I don't think we finished our conversation from the other day." He said, lifting a hand to touch my face again. I flinched delicately as his finger traced along my cheekbone.

"Naraku…" I said, starting to object.

Then his eyes changed from amused to cold. It was strange, the way they froze me. He was no longer smiling, but instead he looked a ltitle…

He brought his hand under my chin, and in one swift moment, he lifted my head to his lips. I was so surprised that I didn't know how to react as his cold lips pressed against mine. I tried to push away, but his grip on my arm was as strong as steel, his other hand on the back of my head, pressing me to him. Gasping, I turned my head so that his lips were on my cheek. Almost angrily, he turned his head to capture my lips again.

His tongue thrust between my closed lips and into my mouth, where he met mine. Then he moved his hand down my back and, to my disgust, into my pants, where he grabbed me. Furiously, I bit down on his tongue as hard as I could.

He finally released me and cursed as he brought a hand to his mouth. "You bitch." He spat.

Before he could stop me, I grabbed my bag and sprinted down the hall.

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Kikyou waited at the front door for Naraku. He'd promised to drive her home after school, but now it'd been fifteen minutes, and there was nearly no one left. She threw one last exasperated glance at her watch, and then went off to look for him.

After searching two hallways with no luck, she heard the sound of people talking. She couldn't make out most of the words, but she'd heard a girl's voice say the word 'Naraku' and she frowned. Quickly, she turned the corner, only to find Naraku and Kagome kissing.

She couldn't believe her eyes and instantly backed around the corner to keep them from seeing her. Why would Kagome be kissing Naraku? Kagome would never do that…would she? Kikyou soon went from upset to furious. That bitch. She'd been so nice to Kagome all these years, even staying away from Inuyasha, because she knew Kagome had liked him. And how had Kagome repaid her? By stealing her boyfriend.

Angrily, she walked down the hallway and pushed open the front doors of the school. If Kagome thought she could get away with this without being hurt, she was sorely wrong.

Kikyou hadn't been to Inuyasha's place in a while, and as she buzzed the door, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous. A short man with spectacles opened the door for her.

"I'm here to see Inuyasha." She stated calmly.

The man didn't seem surprised. "He's in his room, up the stairs, last door to the right. I suggest you knock though." He added, and then walked away.

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Inuyasha

I sat on my bed, shirtless, flipping through the channels on television. I wasn't really paying attention to anything on the screen, just thinking over what I was going to do about Kagome. I really, really liked her, but it was nearly killing me how she didn't even want to think about taking it to the next step.

I sighed, folding my arms behind my head.

Suddenly, the door opened and I almost fell off of my bed to see Kikyou standing there. I scrambled to turn off the T.V, and then turned to her with my eyes wide, "What are you doing here?"

God, and when she smiled, a part of me couldn't help realizing how hot she looked. Her hair was all over her shoulders, as usual, and she wore her red jacket on top of her white dress. Even through her jacket, I could see the outline of her full breasts. I inwardly groaned. How could I even have thought that?

"Duh, I'm here to see you." She said with a smile and sat down on the bed beside me. Then she slipped her jacket off of her shoulders and hung it on a hook on the wall. I felt my face heating as she turned to me. The neckline of her dress was low enough to see part of her chest.

"Uh," I started. "Any particular reason?" I asked when she turned towards me and pulled her legs onto the bed. When she didn't answer, but instead brushed her fingers across my chest, I said, "Kikyou, what are you doing?"

Then she kissed me, in a way that made me want to forget how wrong it was, in a way that made me forget who I was. But in the one moment we pulled apart to take a breath, I seemed to remember a little. I gently pushed her off. "Kikyou, we can't…" God help me, she bent down and began licking my earlobe. I groaned as her tongue swirled around my ear.

I was losing it. "Kikyou, we can't do this." I tried again.

She pulled away, the smile gone from her lips, replaced with anger. "Why not?" She asked, massaging circles on my chest.

"Kagome." I answered, instantly swelling up with guilt.

This only made her eyes darker. "Kagome's not here right now. She's not going to know, ever." Kikyou said in a soft voice. I closed my eyes. I wanted to believe what she was saying. "It's not going to hurt her…she'll never find out what we're doing right now…" Then her lips touched mine again. Instead of resisting, now I groaned and kissed her back, rolling over so that my body was mostly on top of hers. She wrapped her arms around my neck as I hungrily attacked her jaw.

"Kikyou…"