InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The curse of the dragon ❯ Was it somethings i said? ( Chapter 7 )

~<>~Curse of the Dragon~<>~

 

 

~<>~CHAPTER 7 ~<>~ was it something I said?

 

 

“That…was priceless!” Karon's voice echoed across the awestruck cafeteria. The red headed panther demon held out her hand towards InuYasha as he returned from his conquest, as if he was a returning war hero home from battle. “All hail the destroyer of The Perfects! Man…” She blinked as the hanyou blatantly left her hand hanging in mid air, then recoiled and threw him a sneer.

 

InuYasha grunted as he sat down next to Miroku, his golden eyes narrowed as he thought over the interaction. He truly hadn't expected such a reaction from Kagome; sure maybe a few hapless blows thrown his way, or a number of deliciously explicit words to be exchanged, but for her to run away crying…that was one for the books. As InuYasha glanced at the panther demon who had been so quick to deem him a God for his antics, he noticed that her shoulders were shaking. At first he mistook the action for some type of spasm, but he realized within a second that she was laughing hysterically.

 

Karon's shoulders shook with a vengeance as she nearly doubled over in her chair, tears threatening to seep from her eyes. Noticing she had finally gained the attention of the dog demon, she covered her ashen face with one hand and waved frantically at him with the other. Taking a moment to collect herself, she began to rant at the hanyou in a tone that dripped condensation. “You didn't really believe that Kagome was going to fall to her knees and beg to suck you off after that show of balls, did you?” Seeing his blank expression, Karon's mirth seemed to double as she could hardly contain her laughter. “You're an idiot!”

 

InuYasha slammed his hand onto the table, once again earning cafeteria's attention. Staring at the outspoken panther demon, InuYasha's eyes narrowed to slits. “Do I fuckin' know you, bitch? Who the hell are you to say shit to me? I would seriously advise you to watch your mouth.”

 

Karon stared over InuYasha, sizing him up to the measurement of his threat, then slowly sat back in her chair, pushing the black hood off her head as she did so. A head full of fire truck red hair was exposed to the cafeteria, cut in a backwards V around her head. In the front, however, there were to long strands of hair that fell to her shoulders. Striking green eyes glared intently at the hanyou, eyes that could light up a room on a single glance. Yet the demon chose to hide behind white face powder and black eye makeup and carried her vehemence towards society on her shoulders.

 

Crossing her arms slowly, Karon shot InuYasha a bored glower and hissed, “Temper, Puppy.”

 

The growl that built in the back of InuYasha's throat was based off instinct. He bared his fangs, something that he hardly did in public, and then turned the aggression towards his only friend. Rocketing to his feet, he grabbed his book bag. “I'm getting the fuck out of here; it's like being in the Stepford community or some dumb shit like that. You coming, Letcher?”

 

Miroku shrugged and groaned inwardly, a feeling forming in his gut that he couldn't shake; somehow something was telling him that InuYasha was going to change his life. As Miroku began to stand his eyes locked with a rather pissed off Wolf Demon across the room, stalking in their direction. “Watch out InuYasha, you got some company at three o'clock.”

 

InuYasha ran a hand through his hair and turned to his right. He took note towards Kouga's approach but what proved to be more of a prevalent matter was the angry Hojo standing directly behind him. InuYasha crossed his arms as he looked over Hojo's body language. InuYasha popped his neck in one direction, loosening up for what seemed to be an imminent fight. “What the fuck do you want, Homo?”

 

The boy ran his hand through the brown hair that fell into his eyes and sighed lightly, obviously trying to play the cool card. Brown eyes clashed against the blazing amber with a carefree disposition. “Its Hojo, and I want you to stay far away from Kagome.”

 

InuYasha felt a grin slide onto his face as he leaned against the table. `Looks like wolf shit isn't the only one who wants to bang the bottom out of Kagome. This one actually thinks he stands a chance,' InuYasha thought with a grin. Chuckling, he shook his head. “Who are you, her keeper? The boyfriend maybe? Or…even better…the want-to-be boyfriend who she can't see as more then just a friend.” Leaning towards Hojo, InuYasha's smirk turned cynical. “Admit it; you want to fuck her just as much as the next guy.”

 

The blush that crossed Hojo's face screamed that InuYasha hit the nail on the head, and also that dear ole' Hojo had to be a virgin. That took some of the ease off InuYasha's mind, at least he hadn't conquered Kagome yet. After getting over the initial shock of someone saying such things, Hojo seemed to get angry. Taking a step towards InuYasha, his voice deepened considerably. “Consider me someone who is giving out free advice for the day; don't go near Kagome! She would never associate with someone as vile as you. Kagome's too good for you. Keep the hell away from her, or so help me, I'll make you.”

 

InuYasha's smirk widened for a moment as he glanced back towards Miroku. “Is this guy for real?” With a snicker, he slowly turned back towards Hojo, the smile still carved on his face. Then he moved; quicker then lightning, InuYasha slammed Hojo into the soda machine, holding him off the ground by his collar. InuYasha moved his mouth inches from Hojo's ear, his nose nearly touching the boy's cheek. With a feral growl, he seethed, “You can't keep me from that sweet piece of ass, dick wad. So throw out that picture of her you use to jack off with, you don't stand a chance. She's mine, and if you attempt to discredit that, they'll never find all the pieces to your body.”

 

Hojo held a rather calm exterior expression, regardless that he was starting to sweat bullets. Leveling a bored stare with InuYasha, he calmly asked, “Will you put me down? This show of brute force isn't scaring anyone. I have friends, something someone like you will never have, and they won't have a problem breaking a few bones to enforce my point.”

 

InuYasha smirked and backed his face away from Hojo, meeting the boy's stare. “If you ain't' scared, chicken shit, then why are you sweating like a pig?”

 

Hojo shook his head, “it must be the heat of the machine against my back. Listen to me, stay away from Kagome because I would hate to see something happen to you on your first day here.”

 

InuYasha began to chuckle, the sound reverberating through his chest and into Hojo's. After a moment, it grew into a loud echoing laughter that seemed to once again draw the attention of the crow. “You,” he took a deep breath between his hysterics. “You're going to stop me; you and your pussy friends that can break a few of my bones? Oh that's humorous, in fact, that's the best thing I've heard since I got here.” He choked back another fit of hysterics, getting the entire lunch table of `Hoods' to join in the merriment.

 

While bubbling with laughter, InuYasha lifted Hojo away from the machine before ruthlessly shoving him against it harder. The machine shook with the impact, slamming once against the wall as all humor was erased from InuYasha's face. As the laugher died out quickly, InuYasha's voice became a low growl. “Do I look like one of your gay little friends that you can fuckin' joke with? I do what I want, when I want, and I don't give a shit over who's gonna attempt to stop me, because I'll tell you, it will take you and an army to take me out. I don't give a rat's ass about who is or isn't going to try to stop me. Get all your friends, Homo, I'll take them all on! Fuck, call in the God-Damned N.P.A, but I'll tell you they won't be able to hold me back. You can't keep me from Kagome.” Smirking at the boy's obvious distress, his voice rose in decibel. “What's the matter? Don't have any words of wisdom to bestow freely upon me now? Take the dick out of your mouth and speak? Come on, Hobo, I'm waiting!”

 

Hojo's right hand clamped down on the arm suspending him in midair, his eyes beginning to burrow into InuYasha's. “I'm serious, but take it as lightly as you want. Kagome is a good person who doesn't need to be corrupted by the likes of you and your kind.”

 

InuYasha's face immediately darkened as his hold on Hojo's shirt tightened. He leaned into the boy, his voice dripping into a dangerous tone. “Tell me Hobo, exactly what is my kind?”

 

“It means you're a pathetic half breed who doesn't deserve to even look at Kagome, let alone talk to her.”

 

InuYasha's hair rose on the back of his neck, his teeth coming to bare in rage. Without a second care, he dropped Hojo to the floor. He then wheeled around to face Kouga who was standing behind him, triumph smeared across his face. Without a second thought, InuYasha launched a right hook at the wolf's head, sending the oblivious boy hurtling across two tables. “Stay out of this, wolf shit!”

 

“Fucking mutt!” Kouga was on his feet in a second, his blue jeans and black sweatshirt covered in other people's lunches. He charged InuYasha, slipping to the side a few feet in front of InuYasha, catching the hanyou off his balance, and slammed a roundhouse into the boy's chest. “Too slow, dog shit! Try to keep up, this is boring me!”

 

InuYasha flew into the soda machine, ultimately landing on top of a dazed Hojo. The two jumped apart immediately, Hojo grimacing in pain from the hanyou's weight.

 

“You'll regret that!” InuYasha shot at Kouga, wrapping his arms around his midsection and tackling both to the floor. InuYasha straddled Kouga's chest immediately, pinning the boy's hands with his knees, and began pummeling his face with his fists until someone intervened. Arms wrapped under InuYasha's armpits, attempting to haul him off the bloodied wolf demon that was now defenseless. Though it was doubtful that anyone could hold him back, it was Miroku's voice in his ear that brought about his sanity.

 

“Not here, and not like this. You really want to get suspended on your first day? Come on, Yash…let's get the hell out of here!”

 

 

InuYasha growled menacingly at Kouga, hitting him once more square in the left eye before shooting to his feet. Grabbing his book bag, InuYasha was on Miroku's heels as the two ran from the scene of the fight.

 

Kouga lay on the floor for a moment before a hand appeared before his face. He grasped it begrudgingly, grumbling as he was pulled to his feet. Glancing towards the owner of the hand, he came face to face with a grinning Karon. Kouga growled menacingly as he wiped the blood from his nose. “That fuckin half breed is gonna' pay…” he clenched his fist as he turned to stare at Karon. If at all possible, he grunted louder as he watched her eyes roam over his bruised face with a bubble of laughter in her voice.

 

“Someone upset because the puppy can play hard?”

 

“Shut up,” he sneered then turned on his heels and stormed out of the cafeteria, leaving Karon standing by herself.

 

“Was it something I said?” she spoke aloud before crashing back down to her chair at the empty table.

 

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(Simultaneously across the cafeteria)

 

 

Rin stared at the swinging wooden door that had marked the exit of Kagome's escape. No one at the table spoke a word; it was if they had all been verbally bitch smacked by the rouge Hood. Hojo was the first to his feet, recovering with a thirst for revenge. As he stood up, he turned to place a hand on Sango's shoulder. It was obvious to see Sango was seething with anger, and probably was seeing red at the current moment. With a rather all to calm air about him, Hojo nodded twice to not in specific and glanced back at the table that InuYasha had retired to. “I'll be right back; I'm settling this matter now.” With those words, he ventured out of their realm of the cafeteria towards the unexplored zone of the Hoods.

 

Rin stood a moment after him, chewing on her bottom lip. She could tell that this InuYasha person was dangerous, it was just about written in neon lights above his head. Hojo was sweet, and strong in his own ways, but he would be road kill by time the hanyou was done with him. Yet Hojo was the furthest worry from her mind. Sango was so enraged that her chair was literally shaking with her twitching leg. Rin pondered for a moment if Sango could have taken InuYasha at that place in time. `It's plausible,' she thought with a raised eyebrow. Seeing Sango's face slowly starting to turn colors, Rin massaged her left shoulder with her hand. `I don't understand why she's so mad…it's not like that boy directly insulted her. I mean, sure, I'm pissed as hell, InuYasha doesn't even know Kagome and he's being a douche…but Sango seems to be flying into an overkill mode.'

 

Shaking her head, Rin waved a hand in front of Sango's face, distracting her from her loathing. “I'm going to go find Kagome, stay here in case she comes back, all right?” Sango didn't nod but Rin knew that she would comply. She turned on her heels and walked to the swinging wooden door. Eyeing the corridor, she moved blindly through the tiled hallway. The one place closest to the cafeteria was the girl's room, and if Kagome was hysterical, then she would go straight there. It was her best shot. Breaking into a stride, Rin wasn't ready to collide into what felt like a brick wall. An annoyed growl echoed from somewhere a foot above her head and two very strong masculine hands clamped down onto her shoulders.

 

`What the…' Rin groaned as she closed her eyes. The last thing she wanted to do right now was face some ass that had the misfortune to get in her way. Hearing the growl, her entire brain froze. Inhaling sharply, Rin squeezed her eyes shut and pleaded with the Gods. `Please, please, please don't let this be who I think it is. If I have to put InuYasha into his place right here, Sango will be so pissed that she missed the show.' Tilting her head back, she let one eye slip open. A gasp fumbled from her lips before she could even think twice as her mouth nearly came unhinged. `Well…this is highly unexpected.' Towering a foot above her was an older and rather bemused Inu youkai.

 

Sesshoumaru stared down at the young girl who had insolently run directly into his person. He had half a mind to lay into the person before his eyes took in exactly who it was that had crossed his path. `I've seen her before,' he thought while looking her over.
Sesshoumaru gently inhaled her scent and his eyes widened in recognition. `The girl from the bar,' he thought as he held his stoic disposition, staring a hole through the girl's forehead. “Rin.”

 

`Mr. Perfect knows my name…he remembers me! My God he's beautiful! But wait, he's like 24…why is he in a high school?' She gulped at the sound of her name rolling off his tongue. Something about the texture of his tone sent shivers up her spine and aroused her in a way she couldn't explain. She felt her cheeks turn bright red as a small grin pulled at the corners of his mouth. `Shit, can he smell that?' The smirk told her the answer, and for the moment, she wished she could melt into the wall.

 

Sesshoumaru stopped before his grin widened as he watched her panic. `With one word I have the power to arouse this girl,' Knowledge he was sure he would later call upon; if he was stuck in this hellhole of a school, he was damned well going to enjoy himself. Sesshoumaru stared down at Rin, the emotionless countenance reclaiming his face. “You should watch where you are going, Rin.” Seeing the girl blanch, Sesshoumaru couldn't help but tease, something that he hadn't done since… “First you try to hold my hand, and now you are just about throwing yourself at me. Be careful Rin, or I might get the wrong impression.”

 

Rin attempted to think up something witty but what spewed from her mouth was a long line of non English gibberish with a “yeah…” added to the end. Drowning in the eyes of gold, Rin couldn't help but be completely lost to the world. `God, he's gorgeous! Look at him; he looks like Adonis!' She mentally smacked herself and groaned as she stared up into his cognac colored eyes. She paused when she saw all traces of amusement vanish from his face and instantly replaced by something that resembled confusion and than a quick sneer of disgust. Though he attempted to cover it quickly with indifference, Rin still managed to see his inner thoughts, and it chilled her to her bones.

 

`What is that scent?' he stared hard at the young girl before him who suddenly seemed very nervous. `She smells like…' His eyes widened and his grasp on her shoulders tightened, for reasons he wasn't sure he could understand. He stared deep into her eyes trying to confirm his discovery. He knew that scent; there was no mistaking it, but the question before the great Youkai was just why she would smell like that foul beast. `She does…she does smell like him. But why…' He couldn't fathom her being a part of his world, nor him fitting in with hers. Something was awry, and seeing the girl's sudden inability to remain still, he knew something was wrong. “Rin…” the question posed without words hung between them, unable to breath in the stifling air.

 

Rin nearly ripped herself from his grasp, her eyes frantically searching those somber honey colored orbs. `Does he know?' She felt tears begin to form in the corners of her eyes as she thought of the repercussions of the knowledge reaching anyone's ears. Sesshoumaru seemed to pick up on his dire disposition, because the more frantic she became, the more concerned he seemed to be.

 

Rin backed up two steps and licked her lips, her eyes searching for a route of escape. Being under those golden orbs were worse then any inquisition known to man. she was shy of gnawing off her arm to escape. “I'm sorry, I didn't mean to throw myself at you,” she joked with no humor to her tone. “I'll be more careful.” With a small incline of her head, Rin spun on her heels and took off down the hallway.

 

Within a second, he was in front of her and once again, Rin ran straight into his chest. “Oomph!” Grabbing onto his shirt was the only way Rin found from stumbling backwards. And within that second, Rin found herself in his arms; one arm had swung around behind her to keep her from falling, or more so in his case, to keep her from tearing off his shirt with her destined fall. Sesshoumaru had moved quick enough to catch her before she hit the marble lined floor.

 

Something felt so right about their position that neither moved quickly to compromise it. Rin stared up into the demon's amber eyes with an array of wild emotions. `Why does this feel so right?' she wondered as she lost herself once more in those eyes. She could see just how emotionless this man tried to be, and how the world perceived him to be, and yet those barriers that blocked even the most sympathetic of individuals crumbled under gaze. Somehow she could see right through him. `I could lie like this forever, in his arms,' she realized as her eyes slowly drifted closed.

 

With an uncomfortable grunt, Sesshoumaru stood her upright, twisting towards the wall to rest her against it. To say uncomfortable was the word to describe the situation couldn't touch Sesshoumaru's state of mind; he had made it his motto in life not to get anywhere within reach of the filthy humans, and yet here he was, embracing one as if they were lovers. His entire life was built upon the superstructure that he and the demon culture were better then any of the mud bloods or even worse, humans. He had despised them for every day of his life, until she entered the picture. Yet as quick as she came, she drifted out of his life, and with her went all of his ideologies and beliefs. He still loathed the humans, if not with more vehemence because of her. And yet here he was, staring down at a girl who was just as human as Kerensa was, and with that, just as vulnerable, just as fragile…just as dangerous. And he could see it in her eyes; she understood him, she could see past what others didn't dare attempt. And that scared him…and enthralled him.

 

Rin smiled faintly, wishing once again to simply melt away. With a nervous laughter, Rin began to shuffle to her right, attempting to remove herself from the sandwich he had stuck her in.

 

As Sesshoumaru scrutinized Rin, he noticed her attempt to remove herself from her current position. He still had questions, and that just wouldn't do. Besides, he hadn't dismissed her yet. Without blinking his eyes, Sesshoumaru slammed his hand against the wall, blocking her exit in that direction. As she turned to her left, he slammed his left hand to the wall, effectively pinning the girl between him and the cool concrete slab.

 

Sesshoumaru's voice grew cold, a new barrier erected in his eyes blocking her from seeing what thoughts were flowing through that beautiful silver head of his. “Rin…” He inhaled sharply again. There was no mistake this time…he was sure of what he smelt. Staring into Rin's frightened gray eyes; Sesshoumaru tilted his head to his right, evaluating her response. “Rin…do you remember me?” `Of course she does, you fucking idiot!' a voice that sounded like his brother screamed in the back of his mind. `Don't drag this out, say what you're going to say and be done with it. We want nothing to do with their kind, remember? Why are you even getting involved?' That was a question that he just couldn't answer.

 

“Yes.” The strong disposition he remembered of the girl from that night vanished, and was replaced by a girl whose voice was so meek he had to strain to hear. Her hands trembled at her sides, and for a moment, Sesshoumaru pondered whether she was frightened him as a demon, or him as a male. Swallowing thickly,

 

Rin shook her head, attempting to control her body's response to his closeness. It wasn't often that someone who looked so much like a God had her pinned to a wall. “But I don't understand why you're in my high school. Are you a substitute teacher, and if you are, shame on you for this. If not…I don't get it, I mean, you're old enough to get alcohol…”

 

Sesshoumaru cut her off with a simple shake of his head and spoke over her. “I am sure over your years of bartending,” he noted her eyebrow raised in sarcasm at the years remark, applying it to his initial conversation about her being underage herself, “you've come across fake identification. You would be surprised at how easy one is to come by.” Watching the news settle into Rin, and seeing a storm begin to brew in her beautiful gray eyes, he decided to skip over his opening conversation. Staring into her gray eyes, that damned feeling returned in his stomach with a vengeance. Why he cared so much, he simply couldn't understand, but there was something about this girl that screamed for him to pay attention to.

 

“Allow me to formally introduce myself; my name is Sesshoumaru Taisho.” He reached out slowly, his eyes never breaking the connection the two had established, and captured her right hand. He gently lowered his lips to the back of her hand and delicately ran his lips over the top of it, his eyes nearly smiling into hers. He could smell the spike in her scent as his lips made contact with her bare flesh and barely concealed his robust smile.

 

Rin gasped as the demon's lips touched her skin. Jolts of pleasure ran from that small spot on her hand straight to the core of her being. It was as if that simple touch ignited an array of fireworks within her stomach…and between her legs. This man could easily be her undoing. “I…oh…” Sesshoumaru held onto her hand for a moment, his eyes seemingly searching for something within hers, digging for knowledge to one question. Clearing her throat, Rin gently freed her hand and backed up against the wall, trying to throw up any block she could to keep those stunning eyes out.

 

“I will admit, you do look a lot older, and you put up quite a façade at the bar. I believed you, I'll admit that much. I normally can tell a fake ID from a mile away, wherever you got yours done, they're good at it.” knowing that neither party truly cared about the ID, she dropped the subject. Instead, she decided to move onto a more stupid ration of logic. “Are you a new student here?” With a heavy sigh and seeing him raise a slender eyebrow, she wondered if it would be possible to crawl into a hole somewhere and never come out again. “So I guess that puts you in relation to that other white haired jerk?” As his look soured considerably, Rin winced. `Wrong thing to say, mayday, mayday!' Rin measured the distance between Sesshoumaru's non-moving body and the doorway to the bathroom. It was only about six feet, and if she could distract him for a moment, she could easily slide away. Pushing slightly against his right arm that blocked her path with her shoulder, she found it unmovable. Not seeing a point that he was going to yield, Rin stood like a piece of live art against the wall.

 

“Yes but not by choice.” With an incline of his head, Sesshoumaru decided to simply ask her the twenty-thousand dollar question, and the only reason he was still standing out in the hallway carrying on the incessant conversation. `Why would Rin debase herself to sleep with that impertinent fool?' Knowing that it was now or never, Sesshoumaru leaned in towards the girl, gauging her reaction. “Why?”

 

Rin blinked once, and slowly her eyes widened as she saw the meaning of his words behind his eyes. He might as well have asked her why the sky was blue…or what the gravitational constant was of the universe; the answer would have been the same. She stared dumbfounded at him for the longest of time. `He could…' she cut off her line of thought erasing it from her brain. It was foolish, it was stupid, and it would get them both killed. Letting out a serrated breath, Rin averted her eyes. “I…that is…” Clearing her throat, she shook her head slightly. She was not going down this path, she was not involving him. It was her social life, or lack there of, and it was her problem to deal with. He was a stranger with an attitude problem and some serious narcissistic tendencies. “I don't know what you're asking me, and even if I did, I don't think I can answer it. What I can say is that it's none of your business, so back off.” Seeing his eyes widen at the unexpected answer, her quirkiness seemed to make a comeback from hiding with it's tale between its legs. “Do you think it's possible to keep your brother in check when he's in school? His mouth is bound to get his ass kicked.”

 

Sesshoumaru stared down at the girl, completely thrown by her answer. She had seemed so vulnerable, so scared, and yet within a second, a cement fortress had crashed down from the sky and surrounded Rin, severing their connection. With a grunt of disgust, more of an inward reflection upon himself for becoming so weak in the presence of a mortal, he returned to his stoic nature. “I am not my brother's keeper. He does as he pleases, and it will be his downfall.” Though the girl had basically told him to get lost, Sesshoumaru couldn't help but be entranced by the small vixen in front of him. He wanted to keep in his character, to keep to his stoic disposition and his well earned title of `ice prince' and yet, with one glower from this girl, Sesshoumaru felt his entire superstructure collapse. And that was simply unacceptable.

 

Offering Sesshoumaru a snide smile, Rin's eyes fell upon the bathroom door. Opening her mouth to speak, she quickly ducked under one of Sesshoumaru's arms and ran into the bathroom, amazed that she out stepped the demon. Rin forced the door closed and turned rest her back against it. Something told her Sesshoumaru wasn't the kind to follow her into such a place. Resting against the cold wooden frame, she let out a very low murmur of frustration; what the hell was he thinking? Who did he think he was? Did he really believe that she was simply going to blurt out her life's story? Though the thought crossed her mind, there was simply no way that she would involve anyone in the mess she had made for herself. There was a saying that she understood more so then anyone else; you made your bed, now you sleep in it. And sleep in it she shall; with the muck and the grime and the sorrow that she caused herself. Tears pulled at Rin's eyes, drying out her nose almost instantly. Why did he even care? `No, this is not the time! I have to find Kagome,' she reminded herself.

 

Pushing off the door, Rin quickly locked the bolt on the bathroom door. She didn't want anyone interrupting for the time being. She had to talk to Kagome in private; she had to calm her down. Rin felt awful that she had allowed Sesshoumaru to detain her that long while Kagome suffered alone. Entering the mall sized bathroom, she drifted into the lounge to find Kagome choking down sobs, curled up on a couch. Slipping silently to Kagome's couch, she sat down on the armrest and wrapped her lanky arms around her best friend. Burying her face in Kagome's raven black hair, Rin tried to hold back her own tears. Her problems could wait, this was about Kagome. “Kags…”

 

Kagome put one hand to Rin's arm then leaned into her body. Tears began anew, streaming new red lines down Kagome's raw cheeks. “Rin…how can someone be that absolutely awful? I don't know how he got this awful image of me, and why he thinks I'm some sort of whore, but he's so wrong! Everything was finally normal again; everything was finally back to how it should be! It's awful, what did I do to deserve this? In one day, one day Rin, he managed to turn my life upside-down! I feel like its two years ago all over again!”

 

Rin smiled in spite of the tears in her eyes. As always, though, she locked away her own emotions and took the worries of her friends into her heart first. Kagome was right, this jerk had to learn, he had to be taught the ways of respect. Kagome wasn't the bitch that he was making her out to be, and he had no right to say such things about her. Yes, it was high school, and yes, Rin knew how awful kids could be, she had witnessed it first hand for many years, but Kagome was a wonderful person, and she didn't deserve this. “Kagome…he's just being a boy,” she tried to ration. “He probably has this huge crush on you, and being a reject, he doesn't know how to handle it. He's such a loser, Kagome! Don't let him get to you, this is what he wants. He wants you to feel awful about yourself so that you'll be more inclined to listen to him. He wants to get you to his level of scum, Kagome, so that he can get into your pants!”

 

Kagome turned to stare up at Rin, black rings from her mascara outlining her eyes. It was as if the angel of death swept into the room, as Kagome's gaze became murderous. Anger flared like a raging fire in her voice. “He can't be that deficient with a brother like the one he has! I know what he's trying to do Rin, and it won't work. But Damnit, I can't relive this, I can't have people looking at me like I'm some sort of whore again.” Coughing violently as her chest constricted with a sob, Kagome continued, “I can't go through that again. I won't go through that again! Next thing you know, people are going to start calling me Kikyo, and I swear I'll kill myself first!” a stone cold determination laced her idle threats.

 

Rin swore under her breath as she reached up to pet Kagome's head, attempting to calm the frazzled girl. The Kikyo incident was finally settling down around the school, and people had begun to move on, and Kagome was right, it would kill her to have it revisited.

 

Though Rin wasn't present when the fiasco happened, she was there for the after effects, and what she didn't witness first hand, she understood while holding a sobbing Kagome, much like she was now. In Kagome's freshman year, her uncle died in China, and she was out of school for two weeks to attend the funeral, he had been the last of her father's side of the family. The day after Kagome left the country, a new girl entered their grade. Kikyo Hiroshi made her grand appearance, and was mistaken for Kagome by all the older classmen. Kikyo hardly wasted time spreading her legs for the junior and senior class, and when Kagome returned, Kikyo's black reputation was projected onto Kagome. Sango had admitted the uncanny likenesses between the two were shockingly eerie, but they ended as Kikyo turned into more of a slut with each passing day. Yet Kagome was mocked for being easy and a slut; guys asked her out for the simple hope of an easy lay or at least a blow job in the back of the school or under the bleachers. Girls made the worst of rumors about Kagome and Kikyo both, being that they were incapable of telling them apart. It wasn't as if anyone gave a damn that they ruined Kagome while attempting to wound Kikyo.

 

Caught in the crossfire, Kagome suffered for a year and a half at the hands of those idiots. It took nearly that long for people to be able to distinguish between the two girls, regardless of their personalities or preferred extra circular activities; Kagome was into student counsel and cheer leading, and Kikyo was into taking on as many guys as she could in the bathrooms. The fallout was awful, but being that the juniors and seniors from Kagome's first had graduated, that misconception had finally been buried. Kagome quickly rose in popularity by the end of their sophomore year, and now was the head cheerleader, and one of the more popular girls in her grade. It was as if the student body had completely forgotten the torment they wrought upon Kagome. And as much as Kagome stated she had moved on, it was times that like that the truth shined through.

 

Now…now one boy had come along and was threatening to bring back that hell, to drown Kagome in that misery once more. Rin completely understood Kagome's reluctance to return to that life style. Rin would have considered man slaughter to keep Kagome from facing that fate once more. Instead, she decided to try to build Kagome back up, support her, and make her see that this wasn't going to be that again. “It won't be, Kagome…people are not going to side with him on this. He's a hood…and you're so much more then you were your freshman year! I mean, you are the head cheerleader, vice president of the class, and a wonderful person! There is no way he'll gain any support. Besides, like I said, he's just trying to get into your pants by playing this bad boy routine!”

 

Kagome shook her head slowly, her tears slowly beginning to dry. “Oh Rin...i hope you're right. I don't know what I would do!”

 

Rin continued to pet the girl's hair, glad that the soothing effects seemed to be working. “Kagome, it could be worse. I mean, he could be this butt ugly skeevy freak!” hearing Kagome attempt to snuff out a giggle, Rin shook her head and looked up towards the ceiling. “At least he's good looking…for a hood.”

 

Kagome choked on laugher, her eyes averting to her feet. If only Rin knew how close to home she hit on that comment. `She doesn't know the thoughts that have gone through my head in these past few hours. All these damned desires to know what he looks like underneath that sweatshirt, to know just how good he is with his hands. To know if he can really live up to that damned cocky attitude of his? God, I get goose bumps thinking about it! Not to mention….' She shook all thoughts out of her brain and tried to put all of her focus on her anger. Yes, she was petrified that the school would turn on her again. To live through that would be impossible. But that wasn't the cause of the tears; she was crying because she was afraid. She was afraid of the thoughts that were going through her brain, she was afraid of what this boy elicited in her, what desired he roused. She was petrified that she did, indeed, want him as bad as he wanted her. And she was horrified that her friends might find out. “Rin, he's such a jerk. I hope to never see him again!” `Lie,' her body screamed at her. Kagome buried that thought as well. “It just really upsets me that he thinks he can get away with it! Who does he think he is?”

 

Rin smiled, her hand resting down to the side of the couch, and she nudged Kagome's shoulders. “That's my girl, now go tell him that. You need to get it through his head that you're not playing with him. Oh, and kick him in the balls for me!”

 

Kagome laughed despite the mess that was left on her face and hugged her friend. Rin was right; it was up to her to take out this son of a bitch before he thought himself God. She was going to hit him where it hurt the most, and crush his ego. Walking to the sink, Kagome stared at herself in the mirror in horror. “My god…I look like a raccoon.”

 

Rin giggled and slid down to lay on the couch that Kagome had previously occupied. Her blue jeans bunched at her hips, and she tugged at them, her mess of bracelets clanging softly against the micro fiber couch.

 

Kagome glanced back at Rin and smiled as she took a paper towel to her face. “You're right Rin…I don't know why I'm being so stupid.” Kagome glanced at Rin's feeble attempt to fix her pants and scowled. “Are you really still wearing those tacky bracelets?”

 

Rin glanced up at Kagome, and then scowled in feigned annoyance. “Tacky to you, beautiful to me, what's the difference? I love them so leave them alone, you jerk,” Rin said with a giggle. Sitting up straight, Rin dragged her feet up to the couch. “Now don't you have a boy to put in his place?” Waggling her eyebrows, Rin waved her hand in front of her face. “Now go on and get out of here. I'm sure Sango's waiting.” Rin had Kagome on the back as the weepy girl made her way out of the bathroom and set her sights on showing that asshole a thing or two.

 

As Kagome walked to the door, she looked back at Rin with a smile despite the tears in her eyes, “one of these days, to take those bracelets off, and then I am going to hide them, you'll never find them. You say you love them, but seriously Rin, they're hideous.”

 

“Are you going to stand here and talk about how ugly my bracelets are or are you going to go after the boy?”

 

Kagome wiped her eyes and smile once more at Rin, then placed both her hands on the door and arrested her cheek against it. “Rin, you mean the world to me. Thank you.”

 

Rains fall down the look in her throats and stifled a smile disregarding the tears and that were forming in her eyes. “I know, girl, now get your ass in gear.”

 

Kagome blinked once, and lifted an eyebrow. “Aren't you coming?”

 

In the most stable voice Rin could muster, she muttered, “In a minute.” Rin didn't want Kagome to see her cry. It would've been too hard to explain, and besides Rin already knew it was her battle to fight.

 

Kagome nodded and exited the bathroom, bent on destroying the asshole's power over her.

 

Rin watched her friend storm from the bathroom then glared at the floor as the door shut. `How did he know? It's completely impossible for him to have figured it out. Kagome and Sango are dumb to the thought; they would never suspect what's really going on. How could one man know the truth?' Rin wrapped both of her arms around herself and stared at the floor from where she sat on the couch.

 

Tears welled in her eyes as she thought of Sesshoumaru's question. “Why?” She had asked herself that question every day for the past six months. `Why do I deal with this, why me, what did I do wrong?' Sighing, Rin walked over to the bathroom mirror and glanced into it. She stared at her reflection for a long time, tears rampaging down her cheeks as she looked upon a reflection she had come to loathe. How was it that she hardly knew herself anymore? It was as if the person staring back was a stranger.

 

Rin looked down towards her arms, her eyes following out to her wrists. The infamous bracelets; what seem to be the bane of Kagome and Sango's dispute with Rin. They were gaudy and tacky and everything that Kagome said they were, but what she didn't realize was how much Rin needed them. Slowly her fingers worked the leather off her wrists, grimacing in pain as they scraped over the wounds. Rin stared at her wrists, anger flushing to her face. `If only they knew,' she thought while shaking her head. Two large bruises and multiple lacerations were still healing on her wrists, hidden by the ugly bracelets. Scratches and bruises she never wanted to think about, of time she wanted to burn from her memory.

 

`How did he…' She choked out a sob and slowly slid to the floor, burying her face in her hands. `He knew…. he knows…. maybe…maybe there is some hope left…' She closed her eyes and tried to calm herself down. Lunch would soon be over and she would have to become the happy, carefree best friend again, instead of a cold shattered shell of a girl that she truly was.

 

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Kagome stormed into the cafeteria and glared about it, intent on raising hell. And InuYasha was nowhere in sight, much to her disdain. With a snort, she approached Sango. “Where did that jerk go?” It was only after her initial adrenaline ran out that she realized Hojo was lying on the floor, looking rather shaken. A part of her would ask if he was okay but a much larger part of her didn't want to get involved. She had one mission and would be damned before she let it go.

 

Hojo was on his feet in a second, scrambling to her side instantly. Letting one of his hands rest gently on her shoulder, the sincere boy tried his best to console Kagome. “Kagome, he's bad news. I don't know what your connection is with him but I would really suggest staying away from him. He is defiantly one of those loose cannons.”

 

Kagome smiled at her friend and patted his hand. “I am going to stay away from him Hojo…I just need to settle the score with him. Now really, what way did he go?”

 

Hojo shook his head and pointed to the door that Inu Yasha and Miroku had escaped through. “The bell for class is going to ring soon and I think that it would be wise to…”

 

Sango stood up and grabbed her book bag. She looked squarely at Kagome. “Let's go.” Sango was up for a fight, she wanted to make in Yasha bleed. How dare he say those things about Kagome? Sango had suffered with Kagome while her reputation was destroyed by that slut Kikyo; Sango had spent hours awake at night consoling the poor girl was beside herself with misery. Kagome had become so stronger because of what they did to her, but the hell she was going to watch InuYasha come in and destroy it. She would be in jail for murder first.

 

Hojo and Kagome stared at the girl for a moment, dumbfounded. Glad to see Sango understood her resolve, Kagome grabbed her hand. She waved slightly to Hojo and the two girls rushed from the cafeteria to find the hanyou and his friend.

 

They started in the hallways, looking around saying if the two were lingering about the doorways. Not seeing a trace of the white haired Adonis, they went for the one place students weren't allowed to go; outside. The school had banned smoking on property and in attempt to cut down the teenage smokers; they banned students from leaving the school while classes were in session. If they were caught by a teacher, they would surely be given detention. Yet neither girl cared; they knew it was where they would find their prey. Kagome bobbed out the door first, Sango following suit directly behind her. As they rounded the corner, they found their prey.

 

InuYasha was leaning against the side of the school, a half smoked cigarette hanging limply out of the side of his mouth, while Miroku paced in front of him.

 

“…Kick his ass. That kid has always been a bad name to the Hoods. It's just that he's to annoying to get accepted into any other group. That was great, watching you wipe the floor with his face!” Miroku laughed deeply, doubling over for the pain in his gut.

 

Inu Yasha shrugged haplessly, “hopefully that teaches Wolf shit about getting in my way,” he cracked while dragged from the cigarette, “I ain't afraid of getting into fights, I've got into fights of guys ten times his size. There ain't nothing that scares me.”

 

Miroku's smile cracked as he noticed Sango and Kagome approaching. “Nothing scares you, huh? How about those two? Something tells me Kagome's gonna kick your ass.”

 

InuYasha glared at the two approaching girls and dropped the butt of his cigarette on to the ground, stomping on it with his foot. He crossed his arms, his lips twisting into a smirk as Kagome got within a range of his verbal banter. “What's the matter princess? And here I thought you ran away from me. You coming out to play nice now? Not that I mind a little action on the schoolyard, if you know what I mean,” waggling his eyebrows, even the garbage can knew what he meant.

 

“You!” Kagome planted herself within three feet of the boy, staring him down with a glare that could have frozen the fires of hell. “How dare you?” She seethed as she reached out and smacked the stunned hanyou across his face. Her hand connected with a solid slap, her skin burning from the impact almost as much as his face did. “Don't you ever disrespect me like that again, bastard! Why can't you get this through your head; you disgust me. I wouldn't sleep with you if you're the last man on the face of this planet.”

 

With a growl, InuYasha reached out and grabbed Kagome's right arm. With a hard jerk, he switched their position, pinning Kagome against the building with his body as the block. Kagome grunted on impact, nothing strenuous but never the less, shocking, but held her glare with the boy.

 

Sango was about to jump into action, sharpening her nails against her jeans and ready to tear hunks of that silvery white hair from that insane kid's head, when Miroku reached out and grabbed her left arm.

 

“Sango, no, just…let this go.”

 

Sango turned to lay into the lecher first, yet froze as their eyes connected. His eyes…she never realized how intense they were; so dark blue that they were almost amethyst, Sango realized with a dulling sense of reality that she could get lost in them. It was Sango's hidden sin, Sango's cross to bare that no one else understood; she had had a crush on Miroku since seventh grade, yet because of whom he was and who she was, it was never meant to be. Seeing him now this close seemed to make her heart flutter. Words were at a loss for her, as she nearly choked on her own air.

 

“Shh…Sango, don't interrupt them. Let them fight it out…that way we're not the ones to hear about it later!” He paused when he noticed the blatant stare she was giving him and turned a light shade of pink. `Is she really staring at me?' he thought as he gazed into her chestnut brown eyes. `God, she's beautiful.' Though Miroku was an infamous Letcher, his eyes had always been for Sango. Too bad the social circles didn't hold proms together.

 

A similar transgression was going on two feet away, between a feuding pair that was destined for stardom. InuYasha wasn't fond of her necessity for violence; though he had to admit, where she struck him hardly hurt. If anything was bruised it was his ego.

 

InuYasha gazed into her mahogany brown eyes, which were staring back at him i…fear? `Shit,' he thought to himself. `I don't want to scare her,' he thought, `but that bitch got to learn her place.' He scoffed and leaned down, his face inches away from hers. Growling deeply, he threatened “if you ever slap me again Princess, it will be the last thing you'll do. I don't like hitting girls, but I ain't afraid to do it.”

 

She stuck out her chin, a set determination coming to rest in her eyes. “My, what the gentleman…idle threats mean nothing to me, especially coming from a scumbag like you. Now let me go before I scream rape.”

 

InuYasha chuckled deeply, sending a very demonic effect rippling through his body. Moving a step closer to Kagome, his mouth was just about in her hair. “They aren't idle threats, princess. Trust me.” Slowly InuYasha leaned in and nuzzled his cold nose against her cheek, enjoying the basic feel of his skin against hers. He could only imagine what would be like when there was no clothing in the way. He wanted her and by the Gods, he would have her. “Don't worry, Baby, it's all consensual; you'll be screaming all right, my name most likely.”

 

Kagome breath caught in her throat, for a moment she forgot how to speak. Had he really just insinuated that? She couldn't believe his audacity. “Who the hell do you think you are?”

 

“The man who's gonna get you off, and you're going to love every minute of it. That's the guarantee.”

 

Kagome rolled her eyes, “do you come with a certificate of authenticity and a stamp to prove it?”

 

“I don't and know about certificates, but how about a mushroom stamp?”

 

Kagome's mouth fell open. “A what?”

 

Miroku's attention snapped towards InuYasha. “Dude that is just so wrong!”

 

Sango turned her attention to InuYasha as well. “I'm going to kill you.”

 

InuYasha scoffed, “I'd like to see you try, babe.”

 

Sango cracked her neck, “just bring it, you asshole.”

 

Miroku's hand swipe down from a Sango stopping her from advancing on InuYasha. “ I know he's annoying, Sango, but seriously you can't take him.”

 

Kagome's was still hanging open. “Someone tell me what the hell a mushroom stamp is!”

 

InuYasha's smirk turned devilish. “How about I show you what it is? Just get down on your knees…”

 

Kagome's eyes widened, “Oh, go to hell.”

 

InuYasha shrugged casually and flicked his cigarette butt to the ground. “You won't be saying that soon.”

 

Kagome pointed a finger at the boy, poking him in his chest. “I don't know what you're planning, but stop. I want no part in it.”

 

InuYasha rolled his eyes. “You say that now, but you'll come around.” Tapping his nose, he couldn't help the shit eating grin, “So, about that date we were so intently discussing inside. I'm trying to figure is we should go out to dinner and then back to my place or to just skip dinner and head for the bedroom. `Cause the night is gonna end in there.”

 

Kagome nearly screamed, “We are not going out and I will not sleep with you, you pig!”

 

Taking a step towards a girl so that his body was pressed against hers, InuYasha brought his mouth to her jaw line. “Stop saying things you don't mean baby, you're only fooling yourself.” Very slowly began to drag his lips down her jaw line, leaving a red hot trail in his wake.

 

`God, what is he doing?' She shivered at his touch and tried to back up forgetting for the moment she was pinned to a brick wall. Her body was threatening a melt down, and she wasn't to sure she wanted to stop it. His lips just felt so right against her skin. Yet, hearing his words, she suddenly remembered why she had sauntered out to find him. Trying to hold a firm resolves against his knee bending, heart melting antics, “You don't know when to quit, do you? You're so delusional. I don't even know your name, and here you think we're gonna sleep together. There's a girl that goes to the school, her name's Kikyo; go find her, I'm sure she can get your rocks off. She might even do it free of charge. ” It was a funny realization, she noticed, that she was done with her rant. So much had gone on between the two and she hadn't a clue to what the demon's name was. If she had over heard it in conversation, it had eluded her.

 

The boy seemed to pause as he rethought over the past two or three days. `She's right…Jesus, that must make things weird; to loathe someone one…and to desire them at the same time yet not know them by name.' The smirk that rose to his face worried Kagome. He didn't seem the least bit deterred from his mission. “That's because you never asked for my name. See, we're making what they call progress.” Pausing with his lips pressed against her cheek, he pulled back slowly, to meet her chocolate stare. “It's InuYasha. You can call me Yash.” sliding across her skin to her left ear, InuYasha pressed his lips to the appendage, and then waited a moment, holding his breath to torment the girl. His hot breath seemed to set her nerves on fire, her entire body quaking once with a shiver. “Now that we're better acquainted, Kagome, I think it's time that we up the playing field.”

 

“The hell we….” Kagome's protest was cut short when the hanyou leaned down and firmly planted his lips over hers. The touch was feather soft at first, leaving pleanty of room for his mouth to work her nimble lips, getting a feel for what she liked. As she seemed to lose herself for a moment, InuYasha ran his tongue across her lips and resealed the kiss with more resolve. The pressure then began to increase as he pressed his body against hers, pinning her to the cement wall as one of his hands moved from her arm up into her hair, grabbing at the silken tresses.

 

Feeling the claws gently scraping at her scalp, Kagome couldn't help but moan and InuYasha took that moment to shove his tongue into her mouth. He explored her mouth carefully, not demanding but passionate about his motives. little resistance was offered on Kagome's behalf, and he indulged for a bit longer then he had planned. Circling her tongue with his, he closed the kiss with a gentle press of his lips to hers, and held the position for a moment, their foreheads nearly resting against the others.

 

As InuYasha regained his awareness of the situation before him, his mind hardly able to focus on anything more then the sexy bitch in front of him and his carnal need to throw her up against a wall and fuck her until she couldn't walk. Taking a step back before Kagome could feel exactly how she affected him, InuYasha smirked at the flabbergasted girl.

 

“I'll get your address…be ready at six on Friday night. I'll bring the car, just you worry about what color underwear you'll wear.” He leaned in towards the girl and pressed his lips against hers.

 

Kagome watched InuYasha take the second descent, but couldn't move. She wanted to dive in one direction, but her entire body was frozen. No, that wasn't the case at all, was it? No…her entire body was on fire, demanding more from the boy in front of her, craving more of what he had given her a taste of. She couldn't help but loath herself for the way she felt under his touch. Yet she wanted more. She needed more.

 

InuYasha eyes laughed as he watched Kagome close her eyes, expecting for him to steal yet another kiss from the girl. Her body was begging for it, but this wasn't the time of place. He'd have her begging; oh he would have her begging on all fours like a bitch; begging for him to fill all of her holes. Abruptly, InuYasha pulled back and turned on his heels to swagger off towards the school, leaving Kagome pressed against the wall, feeling the heat of desire coursing through her veins.

 

As he went to round the corner, ignoring Sango's death stare that was zeroing in on her back, he called the group, startling Miroku who seemed lost in his own thoughts, oblivious to the world. “And Kagome, bring that bitch next to you. She and Miroku will be accompanying us.” Glancing over his shoulder, his golden eyes seemed to penetrate her wide ones, daring her to look away. “Don't stand me up Kagome; if you think I'm annoying now, you'll think you're in the seventh level of hell by time I'd be done with you.” He laughed as he rounded the corner and yelled back, “Come on, Letcher; get your dick out of Sango's ass and hurry up.”

 

Miroku gazed in astonishment at the scene before him, than at Sango who seemed just as discombobulated as he was. Tossing a mild shrug at Sango and then jumping out of her striking distance, he ran to catch up with InuYasha. `Maybe this year will be better…InuYasha could be the best thing to happen to us yet.' As he entered the school another thought hit him. `I have a date on Friday night with the girl of my dreams. I'm actually going on a date with Sango,' and then promptly fell over as he walked into the swinging wooden door.

 

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Final revisions: if you're rereading this, or reading this for the first time, let me know; cause I'm busting my ass to work on revamping these chapters, but if no one's reading….