Hey guys. This update is a little late, but I go through things, I'm human, as you know, anyhow, I really enjoyed writing this chapter, I hope you enjoy reading it, your reviews are lovely and fabulous and they make a terrible day just a little better, thanks so much for your support, and here's your well deserved chapter.

You're A Whole New Thing

After standing still for the next ten seconds, I reach down and help pull Kikyo up.

She spits out water, that comes out lazy fountain style. "You alright?" I say.

She nods and starts to frown when a chuckling noise can be heard just barely over the rushing sound of the fountain.

"That kinda hurt," She mumbles. I look around until my eyes land on a mass of black. Black hair, actually.

Kagome is sitting on the edge of the fountain, next to one of its shooters that is now popping water in the air again.

She's smirking at me and Kikyo, while twirling a piece of hair between her fingers.

I can feel Kikyo tapping me on the arm. "What's she doing here?" She whispers.

I shrug and wad forward in the water, "What do you want?"

"Nothing really, coming across you and Kikyo was a coincidence. The water shooter, not so much."

She has really gone low. Since she's a miko, other abilities come with that, and somehow using spiritual power to bend and move things at will is one of them, unfortunately.

White hot anger pulses through me. After the bullshit of this day, when something good is happening to me, she does this? I don't have time for her stupid games, or her stupid jealousy.

"Don't ever attempt to hurt her again," I start, "I don't care if you're joking or whatever, don't screw with her!"

That ends up coming out as a loud yell. I can hear Kikyo's breathing hitch for a minute, then it goes back to normal, but her heartbeat is a little quicker.

Kagome hardly blinks at me. She rearranges her position so that she's crouching, and starts to drop one leg in the water, the water goes up to her ankle, just barely catching the tip of the end of her legging.

Kikyo moves back a little when Kagome is finally within arms reach of me.

When she speaks, her voice is low, restrained, and clipped. Her eyes light up a little more with each word, the nearby lights from street lamps adding to the glow.

"What are you going to do, Inuyasha? Beat me up? Hurt my feelings?"

What the hell? "Kagome, you should probably go back to the shrine,"

Her laugh is horrible. It's dry and it definitely sounds like there was nothing funny to start with, which there wasn't.

"I don't want to." She says, and then she's standing so close, I can feel her breathing on me. My legs won't move, I can't speak or move because of some human wench.

You wold think I'm under some sort of spell. But I'm not. Right now, I don't want to move, like I'm dying for whatever she's going to do, I'm so aware of everything else around me too. Kikyo is staring at Kagome in confusion, Kagome is looking at me very determinedly.

It happens as s flash, my body going from cold to warm in about three seconds, the fire feeling is so damn strong, it's like it's shooting flames out of my fingertips.

Her hand had grabbed my face roughly, leaving a semi-long mark on my cheek from her nails. Her lips, had she been strong enough, could've bruised mine with the force that she used getting there.

Just as soon as she started it, she pulls away. "Not her. Not anyone," She says, as she wads over to the edge of the fountain and steps out.

Feeling her stare at me, I turn to Kikyo. Her eyes are wet, but not from the fountain. Shit. I've fucked up now.

"Am I just something to help pass the time, Inuyasha?"

"No, I-"

"Then why would you let her kiss you in front of me? I don't get you." Her voice sounds strained and it cracks on certain words as she starts to go towards the edge too.

I grab one arm and pull her to me. "I'm sorry,"

"What the hell is going on here, Inuyasha?!" She yells.

I don't think I know anymore. Of course I have to say something slightly less douche-bagish than that.

"I can't say that I know what's going on with her, but you're not something to help pass the time, I-"

Will anyone let me talk today?

"Well you better figure it out, I'm not gonna stand here while you try to decide who you want!"

I have never had two excruciating pains in my nads twice in once day. Apparently, Kikyo thinks its swell to kick me in the balls, and stomp off.

We drove my car, how is she getting home?

"Okay, so, san in English is three," Miroku says, quizzing me on my English vocabulary.

I nod. "And ichi in English is four."

He frowns. "No, you'd translate that to two. You suck at this, I hope your inheritance kicks in as soon as we graduate."

I snort. "Me too, but Mom is nagging me to get a C in English even though I don't frickin' need it."

Miroku lays back on the grass. It's lunch on Monday and we've gone outside again, "I'd give her what she wants, considering the divorce and all."

Damn. I don't feel like hearing that word. "Whatever. I've got other crap to think about, like Kikyo and Kagome."

"What's there to think about? Kagome dumped your ass, Kikyo likes you, sounds simple."

"Kikyo is pissed at me because of Kagome, Kagome can't make up her mind about anything, which automatically makes me the jackass."

Miroku chuckles. "These are the times I truly appreciate Sango."

"Suck one."

"At least I have someone to complete such a task for me, my friend."

For that little comment, he was punched in the mouth.

A huge English book gets slammed down on my desk. I look up and see Kagome's fierce eyes drilling holes into me.

"Yeah?"

"I hear you suck at English."

Damn it Shippo, I'm gonna beat the hell out of you.

I lean back in my desk. "Yeah."

"I could help you, if Kikyo doesn't mind."

Oh, you wench. Low blow. "Kikyo minds a lot, Kagome."

"Are you dating her?"

I growl. "What do you care?! Hey, Hojo needs his ass kissed right about now, go handle it!"

Everyone in the class has turned to look at me. This is such crap. I get up and briefly tell Kaede I'm not feeling well, before I walk into the hall.

But, of course, Kagome finds a way to follow me.

"Inuyasha."

I exhale slowly, and turn around. Her face is red with embarrassment and anger, and I can almost feel her miko power as if it's going to burn me.

"What, Kagome? Just stop talking to me. You say you want to be friends, and then you do the bullshit that you did at the fountain?!"

"I already told you, I don't like you with her."

"We're over, Kagome. Me and you are done, why are you still doing this? Forget about me!"

She takes a few steps forward, letting her hand rest on my chest. "That's impossible. I am obligated to Hojo, but I'm in love with you."

I take her hand and step back. "You're obligated to Hojo. Why are you still focused on me, then? You are obligated to love him. Obligated to be, with him."

She doesn't speak. I drop her hand. "I'm gonna leave now, Kagome. I have somewhere I think I should be right now-"

"With me," She croaks. "It was never supposed to be like this."

I sigh, "I know," before walking down the hall, outside.

I found her a minute before everyone had to be off the school's grounds. She was just about to get into her car.

"Kikyo!"

Her eyes finally land on me, and she frowns. She opens her car door. "What do you want, Inuyasha? Shouldn't you be with Kagome right now?"

I plant my clawed hands on either side of her, and they erst on the car. She flinches because I got so close so fast. I lean my head towards her shoulder.

"She was one of my mistakes. You could be the best thing to happened to me."

"I've heard that too many times, but I've still been let down."

"Well try me out, Kikyo. The practice drive failed, but give me the final road test and I'll study, make a hell of a lot of right turns, just try me again, and I won't screw up."

Her fingers lightly touch me face, and she sighs. "Smooth talker. Get in."

I smile and run around to the passenger side. Once I'm in, Kikyo backs out of the school parking lot. Soon, we're going down the street.

"Where are we going?"

"No where in particular. Wherever I feel like stopping."

I nod, and look out the window.

"What is she to you?"

"A friend, I guess."

"A regular friend doesn't do what she did."

"She is my ex."

"How long were you with her?"

"Two years."

"Why did you break up?"

"Her grandfather told her she was in an arranged marriage with Hojo."

"Oh."

"Yeah, and ever since we haven't been together, we've been trying to be friends, I guess."

Kikyo doesn't say anything but she makes a turn onto the street she lives on.

"Was she the reason you talked to me that day at the shrine?"

Was she? What I remember from that day is Miroku urging me to talk to her, to help get over Kagome. I talked to her with the intention of just blowing off steam, goofing off. I never intended for things to get this deep. But they did.

"No."

"When I asked you a question similar to that on our date that same night, you said why leave a girl at home by herself on a Friday night. Was it really the reason?"

No,

"No, but I had wanted to feel better or, at least for it to seem like I felt better."

We pull into her driveway. She gets out and I follow after her.

She sits down on the floor in front of her couch. I ease myself down next to her.

"What do I do? How do I know you're serious about me?"

"You could just try it for a little while."

She stands up and heads for the kitchen. I follow her, she starts pulling stuff out of the cabinet.

"What if thats the biggest mistake I can make at this point? Being with a guy who's not completely over his ex?"

I lean against the counter. "Theres a shitload of things you can do wrong, at this point. I could be one of them. Or I could be the one thing you'd be an idiot to pass up."

She sighs. "You could hurt me."

"We both could get hurt, but I've taken so much shit recently that one more screwup doesn't matter that much to me."

She doesn't say anything but she keeps putting stuff into the cabinet, out it, vice versa, again and again until the only noise I really hear is that slamming of small containers. Quite frankly, that noise is pissing me off. She hasn't spoken for about 7 minutes now.

I meant every word I told her. I'm not completely over Kagome, but I know what I want with Kikyo. I want to be happy for a little wile. I want to love somebody again.

I absolutely want to stop thinking about Kagome every day, when I wake up, when I go to bed, when I open my locker at school, start my car up any place, being heartbroken sucks.

But really liking someone or being in love, is awesome.

She picks up another container, and stacks that in the cabinet too.

She picks up another one after that, and I grab her arm, the container clatters to the floor.

"What?" She asks.

"You didn't bring me here for no reason, just to stack containers, Kikyo."

"How do you know that?"

"You say you're not sure, but the things you've done, say otherwise."

I dip my head low to hers, one arm still holding hers in the air. All she would have to do is urn her head, and we will have kissed.

"Do it," I breath. "Let me be your boyfriend,"

She raises her eyes up to look at mine. "Should I?"

"Yes!" I whisper, giving her small kisses near her lips, places on her face.

She sighs happily. "Kami, I don't need this....."

"Yeah, you do." I say, nipping her on her cheek.

"C'mon, Kikyo. Go out with me. Agree to a relationship,"

"Is that what you want?" She asks, craning her neck a little.

"Of course." I release her arm, and grab her face, finally getting to enjoy the drug that I Kikyo. After about five minutes, I pull away and she smiles.

"What would your mom think, if she saw me kissing her daughter in her kitchen?"

"I really don't want to think about my mom right now," She says, planting a kiss on me again.

I chuckle. "Alright, I gotta go." I say, letting her go, and walking into the living room, where she follows me.

As I walk out the door, I call over my shoulder, "See ya later, Inuyasha's woman!"

I hear her giggle as the door finally slams shut.

I'm walking home now, and my phone vibrates. A picture that I took of Kagome with pocky in her mouth a few months ago pops up, a long with a message.

Sorry I tried to fix us, after we've been shattered

Last message I read before my phone dies.

Woah, is that an omen? Or does Inuyasha need to switch to a better phone service? Who knows! Well, please review and keep a lookout for the next chapter entitled: She Needs Me.

With that said, Sayonara!