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Split Personality Disaster

Ch. 7 – How to Get Kicked into Detention

KAGOME POV

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That stupid Hakudoshi doesn't know when to shut it, honestly he doesn't. This is what happened today and ended up in me getting detention… with him.

*Start Flashback*

It was recess and as usual I was with the guys having fun. I was creaming them in our basketball game and they were sulking at the walls. I was lecturing them and giving them helpful ideas and tips for during the game when Hakudoshi entered the gym for no apparent reason. I sighed as the team already started cowering – unlike some people they know when I'm about to get pissed.

"Hey newbie. What's up?"

Oh no. Not again, is that guy asking for a death wish?

Clearly that answer is yes.

I controlled my anger as best as I could as I heard the guys behind me shuffling around and getting up. Not a moment too soon they were surrounding me once again like they did yesterday and warned Hakudoshi again.

"Leave her alone man. You don't want to get punched by her. I'm pretty sure it hurts." Mareku said the same thing he said yesterday except in a mouthful. I smirked.

But apparently this Hakudoshi dude didn't know when to shut it and he continued on with his verbal assault which eventually resulted in him receiving glares from everyone in the room but his followers. "Hey Hakudoshi?" I asked, unable to resist.

God his name is such a mouthful.

Well I'm the one who's saying it, not you.

"Yah?"

"Do you really want a punch to your face?"

"Nope." He said, popping the 'p.'

"Well, who said I was going to listen to you anyways?" I retaliated.

And who said I was? I punched him.

Or I would have if Hitaru – sensei didn't decide to come in at that moment. Dang it! He has the worst timings ever.

"What's happening here?" He asked in his booming voice.

And even though Hakudoshi raised his fist to hit me too as soon as he heard Hitaru – sensei's voice he brought it down. Unfortunately for me I have slow reflexes when I'm caught like a deer in front of headlights and I couldn't bring down my stupid fist. And that is how sensei saw me; a young girl trying to harm a 'defenseless' boy.

Oh poor me.

*End Flashback*

So that was how I'm stuck in this stupid room. I guess to outsiders it seemed as if I zoned out into my own little world as Hakudoshi decided to strike up a conversation with me.

"What do you think about in that head of yours?" He asked, amazingly sounding genuinely curious.

"Well… I think about… stuff." I said, not wanting to get into specifics with a guy I hated.

"Stuff." He repeated.

"Yah. Stuff. Why?"

"Can't you be a bit more specific?"

"Nope." I said, imitating the way he earlier said the same thing. He noticed and smirked.

That's when I realized since that's exactly when I actually looked into his eyes that he wasn't at all arrogant. His eyes held pain that he was desperately trying to hide – and failed. It was then that I realized that all his arrogant jokes and postures was all a front – a front that he used to hide from the real world.

Woah. I wonder when I got so observant.

Maybe you were always like this but you just noticed now? Mini-Kags suggested.

Yah well, that's not very observant now is it? I retorted.

I snapped my head towards the door suddenly as I got up quietly and grabbed a baseball bat within the room. I looked down at my hand.

Why the heck is there a baseball bat in this room? I shook my head to clear my thoughts and focused on the door. I faintly recognized Hakudoshi doing the same thing, except in his hands it was a compass. Don't laugh. A compass can do many things to harm a body.

The door slammed open as me and Hakudoshi let out a charging cry and leapt into the air to get…

Hitaru-sensei?

Hakudoshi and I just stood there, dumbstruck. Does he not have a key? I mean he's the freakin' teacher! I sighed heavily and got back to my seat as Hakudoshi did the same. We were both at far ends of the classroom and we both ignored sensei. It was easier for me as I opened up my journal and started writing.

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Word Count: 739

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