InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Silver Rebel ❯ Wrong foot ( Chapter 2 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Yay! I got a review! I am sooooo happy! I will so finish this fic. This thing won't get out of my mind so I have to continue writing it, at least until it's finished.

Inu: Here she goes again

Tqo: What is that supposed to mean?

Inu: This is exactly what happened at FF.net. You say you're going to write a story, and then you get halfway through it and decide, 'I'm too tired to do this.' And leave it forever.

Tqo: What are you talking about? I've never done that!

Inu: Oh yeah, well, to all you people out there, go on FF.net, look up the quiet one (even though you're very loud when you want to be) and see if she has finished any of her stories. Go on, GO!

Tqo:*thumps Inu-Yasha on the head*

Inu: Ow!

Tqo: Onward!

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"I said, you can't sit there." He threatened. The boy was probably the most handsome she had ever seen. His long silver hair fell down to his waist and his yellow eyes glowed in the shade of the tree. After a moment of her staring at him, the boy smiled to reveal dazzling white teeth and K9's that looked an awful lot like fangs.

"Oh!" Kagome said and looked away, finally realizing that she had been staring. "I couldn't see you so I didn't know you were talking to me." She said gathering up her lunch to sit somewhere else.

"Well," He said. "Now you know I'm talking to you, so beat it."

She stopped what she was doing. "You don't have to be a jerk about it." Kagome said. "I have to get my stuff first." She didn't care she was getting offensive. 'Even good girls don't have to bother with this.'

He glared at her. 'Who does she think she is?' Inu-Yasha had noticed this girl the moment she walked through those double doors. He had watched as her long black hair seemed to bounce and move with her every movement. He also noticed how she seemed to whisper the correct answers to herself when the teacher asked a question. He had been in all of her classes that day, and she hadn't noticed him at all.

But the thing he recognized in this girl was that she was holding a secret. She may have been good at attracting ever guy's attention and being totally oblivious to it, but acting was a skill that she needed to improve on. In fact, Inu-Yasha had a secret of his own.

"Well hurry up wench." He said hoping to get his tree back so he could watch the boring masses live their pathetic lives. The girl he had found out was named Kagome glared right back at him.

"What did you call me?" She whispered with such malice in her voice that Inu-Yasha's face faltered.

"I called you a wen…"

"Hey, Inu-Yasha!" A girl yelled. He turned around to see a girl with dark brown hair, pulled high in a ponytail, and a boy with short black hair, tied back. "Are you torturing young girls again?" A few heads turned to look at Inu-Yasha but they didn't really care. They came over to where he was standing.

"I have never tortured young girls…" He said, not getting the joke. "I was just telling this wench to get away from my tree."

The others stared at him blankly. "What girl?" Sango asked. Inu-Yasha turned to see that Kagome, who was sitting there not two seconds before, was gone along with all her stuff.

"Where did she go?" He asked himself. He looked around not seeing her anywhere.

"You know," Someone said from above him. "This really is a good view." Inu-Yasha growled and leapt into the tree.

Kagome was setting her stuff down against the brick wall and watched in amusement as another boy fell out of the tree. She had sensed him watching her throughout that horrible conversation she and that Inu-Yasha had had. 'His gorgeous, handsome, exquisite, picturesque… Woah! Wait a minute! I don't like that jerk! Well, maybe not just yet.' Kagome thought.

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AT- There. Another chapter. It's short but you kind of get the feel. They both like each other. In case you are wondering who it was that fell out of the tree, I'll give you a hint: Inukkoro.

Kay! That's it. It'll get longer when I get to the part I have really been thinking about, but I have to get the damn formalities out of the way. Damn I hate those!