InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Overrated Freak ❯ Hacking Without Rhyme or a Reason ( Chapter 2 )

Gin: Ok SG, give em what they want and they'll go away.

SG: No Inuyasha is mine I tell you! MINE!!!!! (runs away)

Gin: Hmmm?in that case?.WAIT FOR ME!!!! (whispers to audience) she really doesn't own them.

SG: HEY!!!! I HEARD THAT!!!!

(But eventually, the evil Quizzno Subs logo guys who look like dead hamsters who actually are the guys who collect our declaimers, caught us and with their horrible singing, made us give them their disclaimer. Just wait till next time evil hamsters. Just you wait..)

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SG: You know, Chapter 1 sucked.

Gin: (staring at SG) You realize that now?

SG: According to our first review it wasn't good, but it wasn't bad.

Gin: (pats SG on the back) Don't worry. WE know who sent it. Reg will regret it. ^_^

Kag: There's someone over there (points to man wrapped in duck tape dialing '911')

SG: Hey! How'd you get out!? (the guy freezes)

Gin: 0.o What's her doing here?…And who is he?

SG: That's Reg of course!

Gin: (smacks forehead) We don't know what he looks like. And HE LIVES IN CANADA!!!!

SG: Um…oops? ^_^;

Gin: (banging head on wall repeatedly)

Kag: I think that's our cue to start the story….^_^;

SG: Oh yea! Read & Review! (dark voice) or else!

Gin: (hits SG on the head with the keyboard) SG!!! DON'T THREATEN THE READERS!!! -_-***********etc.

Kag: (frantic voice) Enjoy the show!

SG&Gin: STORY!!

Kag: Let's just start the stupid thing already. -_-


Chapter 2
Hacking Without Rhyme or a Reason

Miroku whistled as he read Kagome's flamer on the screen of his black laptop. While he sat on top of the picnic table reading it, Kagome paced back and forth muttering to herself about 'rude egotistical jerks'. Other classmates walked by. No one was in a rush on account school hadn't started yet. A cool spring breeze blew through Kagome's hair, releasing a few wisps of hair from her neat low bun.

"Whoa you got it really badly this time," Miroku remarked still looking at the newly sent flamer. "This RedFang guy who sent it to you meant business."

"I mean how could you send something like that?" Kagome rhetorically asked, her neatly plucked eyebrows scrunching into a frown.

"Oh c'mon, everybody gets flamers," Miroku attempted to comfort her. "Even me!" he confessed. Miroku wrote fanfics as well. Hentai fanfics. It seemed that the only way for him to mostly control himself from releasing his perverted ideas were through fanfics. Mostly.

"Somehow I don't doubt that for a minute." Kagome stated and continued her pacing. "And even if you get flamers all the time, I don't!" She ignored the hellos and other greetings of her friends and acquaintances as they passed by. No one bothered to notice because when Kagome doesn't answer back to you either know: A. she is seriously pissed off or B. She wasn't paying attention in the first place because she's to busy worrying about her fanfic. Both were currently plausible at the moment due to her non-stop pacing.

"Well then why don't you just delete it?" Miroku offered. The suggestion seemed simple enough, but Kagome wasn't one just to get rid of something for no reason even if it is a flamer.
"Because if I do that it will make me seem pathetic!" She stopped her pacing and turned to Miroku with her hands on her hips
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"Huh?" Miroku had a confused look on his face.

"If I delete it, it will made the person who sent it think that I don't want my fans to see it. So then they will know that it embarrasses me so they'll continue writing more!!!" Kagome stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the entire world.

"Then delete those!!!"

"No because by then everyone would have read them and then they'll think 'sheesh maybe this RedFang guy is right' and then everyone will stop reading my fics!!!" Kagome rambled on quickly.
There was a pause because it took awhile for Miroku to catch up with what she was saying.
"So what do you want me to do about it?" Miroku questioned, almost positive that he would most defiantly not like the answer he was going to receive. When Kagome was this mad, there was no telling what insane things she would perform as a means of vengeance. Kagome walked over to Miroku's side and sat on the wooden table as well. The screen was still on the flamer that to her stuck out like a sore thumb. "I mean, so the guy got a kick out of pissing you off. Don't let him see that it got to you."

"Who exactly sent that to me?" Kagome demanded out of nowhere. She clenched her fists in a desperate attempt to remain calm. She knew that he had figured out who this oh-so-rude-flamer was, and she wanted to know now!

Miroku stared at Kagome for a moment with awe written all over his expression. It was rare occasion when Kagome would get so worked up about a flamer. 'It must have been really mean for her,' Miroku deducted. 'Oh, well. He brought this upon himself. At least I won't be at the receiving side of that temper.' Glancing once more at the furious senior, Miroku gave in. "Alright. It was written by..."

Kagome waited. Miroku's fingers tapped on the sharp black keyboard making the patience of Kagome get smaller and smaller with every click of a letter. "Who is it already?!" Kagome demanded, looking over Miroku's shoulder at what he was doing.

"Hey c'mon, it's not as easy as it looks to hack a computer!" Miroku claimed and he typed away, concentrating on the passwords and usernames and such.

After a few seconds and countless amounts of firewalls, Miroku found what they were looking for.
"AHA! Hmm, some guy named Inuyasha? According to this he lives near here," Miroku announced proudly. Just then the bell rang, the signal that the students of the high school would have to survive another day.

"Inuyasha," Kagome said to herself. It rang a bell. She'd heard that name before somewhere but she couldn't place exactly where. She racked her brain desperately trying to find out where she had found that name before.

"Whelp, my job here is done!" Miroku said when he noticed the famous Kagome "deep-in-thought-and-if-you-interrupt-me-you-die" look. With that he snapped his laptop closed, grabbed his book bag and headed towards the school. He left Kagome sitting there on the table. He figured, "Eh, its her own fault if she's late not mine."

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"Joe?"
"Here"
"Kyle."
"P resent."
"Julia."
"What? Hi."
"Halley."
"Here."
The attendance for 1st period English AP class continued on. Kagome drew sketches of various weapons that she could use to get revenge on that Inuyasha guy. Most of the weapons she thought up were weapons that would inflict a whole lot of pain. Finally she heard the stout and balding Mr. Dinsmore call out her name. "Here," she quietly mumbled just enough for the teacher to hear her.

She still couldn't place that name to its owner. It bugged her that she didn't remember because usually she was so good with names and faces. The name that Mr. Dinsmore called out brought her back to the present day. "Inuyasha?"

"Here." a strong yet smooth voice called out.

Kagome quickly turned her body from her front row seat behind her. That was him.
He sat in the back of the room with a few other drifters. His chair leaned back far enough so that it touch the wall, giving him the support he need in order not the fall. His long white hair cascaded over his shoulders and his bangs covered his eyes, covering up all of his deep expressions. He piercing amber eyes were fixed on a contraption of his that he was fiddling with. It seemed to be part pen, part pocketknife. He wore baggy blue jeans that reached down to the soles of his shoes and a baggy plain black shirt that said, "Its people like you that make me have to take the medicine that I need," in spiky letters. He seemed to emit this aurora that said "Mess with me, your dead."

As the role call ended and the teacher started on one of his boring lectures, Kagome tried to find a way to cool down and not be mad at the awesomely cute guy in the back. She finally remembered who he was. He transferred to her class about a week ago but he usually never talked. Then Kagome remembered her (evil) cousin Kikyo mentioning his name one day at a family dinner because, oh yea, he was her boy friend. "What a pity," she thought because it was a fact that Kikyo was down right white trash. Kagome figured that she had no right to come up to the guy and scold him for something that he had done when he barely even knew her.
"Miss Higorashi?"
Hearing her name brought Kagome out of her deep thoughts. She looked at the teacher with a blank face. He sighed. "Kagome, the short poems are due today and I chose you to read yours out loud first," he repeated for her.

"Oh sorry Mr. D," Kagome searched through the neatly placed papers of her accordion folder for her poem.

"Kagome, must I write an invitation inviting you to join our class?" Mr. D joked, getting a few but not many laughs from the class. Kagome stood and straightened her knee length jean skirt. She walked to the front of the room in her strappy red sandals and smoothed out the wrinkles that creased onto her neat long sleeved button up blouse.
Holding the paper in front of her, she read in a clear loud voice, her poem:
"Pain and Strife", by Kagome Higorashi
" I was a rose that wasn't bloomed,
Alone in the ground
My life was black and white
Till you came around
You've given me a purpose,
A reason in life
You've cleared away all my pain and strife"

As she finished, the whole class applauded. She got a few catcalls from a couple of guys. A few students had worry looks on their faces as they looked through their short poems.
"Bravo, Kagome. Now any comments?" Mr. D asked from his desk. A few raised their hands. "Kouga?"

"Really nice." Mr. D waited for Kouga, the jock, to say something more intelligent to say but Kouga remained quiet. Mr. D sighed and decided to move on.

"Alright, Halley."

"She really astounded me with all of her metaphors with nature and such. The way in which she described the certain subjects of the poem was very impressive."

"I see, how about you Inuyasha?"

Everyone turned. Inuyasha rarely spoke his mind so this was a very big event.
"Eh, it didn't do much for me." he said crossing his arms on his chest. The remark caused Kagome to give out a look of confusion.

"Could you elaborate that more?" Mr. D asked. Mr. D loved to have people elaborate.

"Well, it sounds too friggin' lovey-dovey for me. Like a second grader wrote it. I mean couldn't she write something more deep and not make me vomit? I mean not all "love" is like that. It reminds m of this fic that I read. The girl got the whole idea wrong and wrote it with such, cheesiness, I just couldn't friggin stand it. So maybe next time she should write something better and not waste our time, that's all I'm saying."

The whole class stared at him and gaped. Kagome dropped her paper. He did it again and made her feel 2 inches tall. And this time, nothing was gonna stop her from hitting that handsome face of his. He pushed her too hard. This time she was defiantly getting her revenge.

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Before Miroku could hold back his childhood friend, Kagome went charging into the lunchroom. She told him about her 'horrible experience' during passing period. Obviously 6 periods of school didn't calm her down. Even her friends refused to come within ten feet of her. Her rage radiated off of her in waves.

Kagome quickly scanned the lunchroom filled with half of the high school kids eating their lunch and talking over each other, making the lunchroom noisy, so it was hard for Kagome to concentrate and find him. Finally she caught him on her radar. He sat near the middle of the room at a table filled with guy Goths and pucks with long hair and that look "I don't care what the hell you think."

She walked right over to him; her rage emitted out of her making the tables that she walked by quiet down for fear that she would attack them. She was behind his chair when she said, "Who the hell do you think you are?" Inuyasha stopped what he was saying and turned around to the pretty voice that said it to him. His expression was that of complete surprise and utter annoyance.
"How dare you judge me like that and make me look ridiculous! I ought to report you for what you said about me!" Kagome looked down at him enraged.

Inuyasha then remembered the poem that she wrote. "What did I do? It was fucked up so I said so," he commented to her innocently.

Her face turned redder than the red beats that they were serving today at lunch. Before she knew what she was doing, she slapped him straight across the face. Inuyasha's face stung from the impact. Everybody in the room turned to look at the action. It was as quiet as a ghosttown in the middle of the desert. Some swore that some tumbleweed flew by. But shock turned into anger for Inuyasha.

He stood up and towered over Kagome. He was at least 5 inches taller than she was. This time she really did feel small. Kagome wished that she could take back what she just did, but it was too late. Inuyasha yelled, "What are you looking at?!" referring to the student body that was just staring at the two. Everyone quickly turned back to each other and did their best to make it look like they were having civilized conversations. Inuyasha turned back to Kagome. He looked down on her. "Listen here bitch," he said to her, "I'll say whatever the hell I want like it or not so you can just shut-"

He was cut off by familiar voice shouting, "Kagome!" It was Kagome's most hated person in the world, Kikyo. How unfortunate it was that they were cousins. To put it bluntly, she was dressed like a slut. She wore high boots with heels that made her 3 inches taller and came up to her knees. She wore a super high jean mini skirt that revealed much leg. Her shiny black halter-top showed much cleavage and reveled most of her mid drift, which, by the way was pieced. She wore assorted bracelets that completely clashed: charm bracelet, silver and gold bracelets, armbands, rubber bracelets, etc and on her ears she had multiple piercing ranging from studs to big hoop earrings. Her straight and shiny black hair reflected the lunchrooms tacky lighting, making it almost looked fake. Her face looked as though she had 3 pounds of make up on it. She had on this aqua like blue eye shadow that covered pretty much the lid of her eyes and wore fake eyelashes. She had eyeliner on that was 1 centimeter thick and had this bright candy apple red lipstick on. In a word: slut.

"What are you doing, you whore?" Kikyo said in her whiney nasal like voice. She strutted right up to her man (AHH KLL ME!!!) Inuyasha and gave off the message, "He's mine!"

"Ohmygod. How could you slap him you fucking bitch! I'd better not see you attack him like that again or else!" Kikyo rambled on about how she could destroy Kagome's reputation and such. Over the years, Kagome learned how to drown out the sound of Kikyo's voice. Unfortunately today that method wasn't quite working. All she could do was stare down at her feet while her cousin scolded her with her boyfriend who just stared at Kagome and not saying a word.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, a boy knocked Inuyasha down onto the ground and started wrestling Inuyasha.

Kagome realized it was the junior, Shippo. His fiery red hair gave away his identity. "Shippo! Get off him!!!" she yelled at the boy. But Shippo didn't seem to notice. He threw punches at Inuyasha, though he always seemed to miss.

"You're gonna pay for hurting Miss Kagome!!!" Shippo yelled at the older teenager underneath him while he continued to attempt to sock one into Inuyasha's eye.

"Oh look what you've done freak!! Getting all your freak friends to gang up on us? How low could you go Kag- " Kikyo didn't get the chance to finish her lecture. An orange tray came whizzing by, hitting Kikyo on the head and knocking her out. Kagome turned to see who threw the tray. A few meters away stood a tall beautiful girl with dark hair. She stared down at Kikyo's unconscious body. Kagome remembered the girl's name: Sango. Sango silently walked over and picked up her tray that she just threw to hit Kikyo's head.

"Um, thanks?" Kagome said to the quiet girl.

"No prob," Sango looked at Kagome as she picked up her tray. Suddenly a whistle blew. The whole lunchroom had recently formed a circle around Inuyasha and Shippo who were still fighting.

The whistle came for the school consular Myoga, who had been watching the whole time and would have stopped the scene from progressing sooner if only he could find his whistle.
Myoga separated the two boys and announced, "Inuyasha, Shippo, and Sango! You all are going to have detention today after school!"

a/n: Whoa! I is gonna stop there for now. Hey!! It's 5 pages long! The reason why the tray is orange is because our school trays are orange so for some odd reason Gin and I decided to make them orange. Go with it!!!! LOL. Read and review please!!!