I do not own Inuyasha.
The first day of my sophomore year was tomorrow. I would be leaving my safe little shrine and Kyoto for Tokyo. It was going to be a long drive so I was leaving at eight in the morning so I could get there around two. Clad in green Kyoto Cougar sweatpants and a small black hoodie, I dragged the last of my luggage out to my car throwing them in the trunk.
"Oh Kagome, I'm so proud of you," my mom squealed hugging me tightly. "You got into St. Midoriko Academy! I knew you could!"
I wish I was as excited as she was. St. Midoriko Academy was a high school that the most elite students attended for either their intellectual or physical abilities, but they were really just a bunch of spoiled pricks. Rich girls who wasted daddy's money and rich jocks who didn't know what to do with it but spend it. Wasn't my type of place. However, I was more focused on what I could gain academically. The school was very well known for its Art and Literary departments.
"I just wish you didn't have to stay in dormitories!" my little brother Souta pouted.
I smiled a bit and ruffled his hair, "I'll be here as much as I can squirt. I have a car you know."
"Souta that's enough; Kagome has to get there and unpack."
I looked at the shrine I grew up in. I had to admit I was going to miss this place. The shack with the weird well in it, the big tree I always sat under and played around, the forest me, Souta, and my dad would run through, and the river we'd swim in during the summer. All of it. I hugged mom and Souta for the last time before getting into my lovely green Thunderbird and starting the six hour drive to Tokyo.
The traffic had been so ridiculous that I was a whole hour late just getting to the school. Now I sat here in the parking lot staring at the school in awe. It was beautiful. The main building was like a brick castle being four stories high. The boy and girl dormitories were as equally stunning looking like mini Victorian-style mansions. The campus was huge. I could see buildings extending back and sports fields on different parts. Yeah, I was probably going to get lost.
I realized that there was a whole different parking lot for the dormitories and made my way over there. A lot of heads turned once I parked and I knew why; I was a Thunderbird driver surrounded by Mercedes, Porsches, Chrysler 300s, and a bunch of Lexus. I got out and heard whispering and giggling, but I honestly didn't care. At least I paid for everything I owned with my money. I grabbed two suitcases and my yellow backpack and made my way toward the building. I walked in and I had to keep my jaw from dropping. The lobby was like that of a five star hotel! I shook my head and looked at a dorm map explaining how the room numbering worked. Since my room number was 308, my room was on the third floor. Lucky me.
It took about twenty minutes to get all my bags and boxes to my room, but it took a whole three hours to unpack and get my room situated. Now I was collapsed on the most comfortable leather couch ever in the living room. This place was more like a condo instead of a high school dormitory. The rooms were so luxurious! There was a ruby room and an emerald room, that was literally what they were called, with gold keys with said jewel at the end. I chose the emerald room of course because I love green and it was gorgeous; the silver and emerald colored bed clothes and furniture clashed nicely. There was also a modernized kitchen! It wasn't huge but damn who needed to go to the cafeteria? Don't even get me started on the TWO bathrooms! This was great, I could get used to it.
I spotted an envelope addressed to me on the coffee table and reached for it. It was from the dorm head. I opened it and read it silently.
Dear Ms. Higurashi,
I'm sorry to say that we were unable to get you a roommate due to the lack of girls this year. You will most likely be without a roommate for the rest of your years at St. Midoriko Academy. Please try to enjoy your stay besides this fact.
Dorm Head Kaede
I laughed, "Oh I'll try to contain my grief."
This couldn't get any better.
Since it was only about 6:30, I decided to look for my classes and locker so I wouldn't get lost the first day. I still got weird looks from everyone because of my sweatpants, hoodie, sneakers, and messy bun, but I honestly could care less. Besides all the stares, I discovered that I had a class on every damn floor! I mean they weren't hard to find because the main building was basically a big square despite its outside appearance, but that is a whole lot of stairs. And on top of that my first class, World History, was on the top floor and then my next class, Literature, was on the bottom floor; that was a whole lot of climbing. This school was just big for no reason.
I walked down the second floor hall to look for my 6th period class, Art. They called this the art hall for a reason because the paintings on the walls were gorgeous. There were also sculptures and drawings that looked like they were straight out of the sketch book. They were all created by students too.
I found my classroom and checked that off the list. All that was left was my P.E. class and that was in an entirely different building. I sighed making my way down the flight of stairs and out the door.
I walked down the path leading to the gymnasium and cafeteria or 'The Commons'. They actually had a sign at the fork in the path. I decided that I had fully remembered every turn and staircase I needed to know about and headed back toward the dormitory.
As I walked down the path, I heard two guys arguing and rolled my eyes. I looked at them and saw they were actually pretty hot. One had long black hair pulled into a ponytail and looked verybuilt from where I was standing; tall, tan, lean body, and nice biceps. The other one was nicely built too with a more muscular build than the first guy, but not disgustingly buff. What I was focused on most though was his silverhair. Yeah, silver. Or maybe it was a serious beach blonde. Probably a foreigner.
I stopped my observing and continued walking the fighting getting louder as we got closer to each other.
"You won't beat me sprinting Inuyasha!" the one with black hair barked.
"You haven't even seen me run Mr. Track Star; I would dust you easily!" the silver haired one retorted.
'Oh, just two jocks' I thought sighing in disappointment.
We eventually were about to pass each other up, but the black haired one bump me, hard. I fell on my ass cringing at the impact between my poor butt and the concrete.
"Watch where you're going, dumb bitch!" the guy snarled.
I looked at him as if he were an idiot, which he obviously was. Hebumped into me! The fucking nerve!
'Hold your tongue Kagome.' I thought to myself 'He is nowhere near worth it.'
I snorted and picked myself up wiping my butt off. I glared at him and spun on my heel walking away.
"Hey," he shouted, "where's my apology?"
I laughed out loud and shook my head continuing to walk.
"Blue eyed girl, I'm talkin' to you!"
He grabbed my elbow and that was it. I yanked my arm away and grabbed his arm twisting it behind his back.
I twisted it harder and pushed him to the ground his face in the concrete.
"Don't ever touch me again." I bit out.
I let go of him and looked at his friend waiting for him to do something. He just studied me with the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen. You would think brown at first but no, these were pure amber. He was definitely Japanese with his features. It startled me a bit when the corner of his mouth pulled up. I looked at him warily and then just walked away.
The next morning, after I had showered and everything, I was looking through my walk incloset for something to wear. I ended up throwing on a forest green cashmere cardigan with a shawl collar, dark blue skinny jeans, dark brown shearing lace up boots, and a dark brown knitted beanie. I let my hair fall down in waves not styling it because I didn't need to. I grabbed my bag and headed out quickly making it to the lobby since it had an elevator. Why give the dormitories elevators and not the four story castle of a main building?
Once I walked into the main building I knew something was up. Everyone was staring at me. I ignored it and continued to the staircase. As I walked by I heard whispers that had "blue eyed girl" and "Kouga" in the same sentence. They must've heard about the incident with that guy. I rolled my eyes and hiked up the stairs. I made it to my first class and walked in. It immediately went silent. Everyone stared at me as I chose a seat in the back corner by the window. Then the whispering started. I sighed and looked out the window tuning everyone out.
I heard a chair groan in front of me and I glanced from the corner of my eye to see who had sat there. It was that silver haired guy. InuKasha? Inuyaka? Inu…Inuyasha! Yeah that was it. He just sat backward in his seat his arms folded on the back of the chair and his amber eyes trained on me. He was smirking too. No, not a smile, not a grin; a smirk. It was pretty weird.
I raised an eyebrow, "May I help you sir?"
I came to the conclusion that he was just messing with me and continued to gaze out the window. He was still staring at me though. I could feel it. He was looking at me up and down incredibly intent. I almost sighed in relief once I heard the teacher come in. He was a short man with fading gray hair and humongous spectacles that made it look like his eyes took up his whole head.
"Good morning class, I'm your World History teacher Mr. Myoga. I hope we can have a good semester together."
The guy was still looking at me completely ignoring Mr. Myoga.
"Inuyasha, turn around and pay attention!" Mr. Myoga ordered.
He still stared at me his head cocked to the side this time.
"I think you should listen to the teacher," I said coolly.
He laughed quietly and turned around. What the hell was with him?
He was in every single class I had so far. He had done the same thing in World History over and over. Even his locker was across from mine and he stared then too! People kept staring too which was equally as annoying. Ok, we get it, I pinned the guy. Why was it such a big deal? I tried to forget about it as I ate my lunch on a bench under a tree. I sighed and tilted my head back looking through the leaves at the sky. This was a nice spot.
Just as the thought went through my head my eyes started to drift closed.
I jumped and turned around sharply. It was a girl. She had long dark brown hair in a high ponytail and she wore a pink frill tank top, a gray cardigan, dark skinny jeans, and gray boots. She was really pretty.
"I'm Sango," she greeted reaching out he hand.
"Um, hi, I'm Kagome," I said shaking her hand.
"Sorry I kind of popped up randomly, you're just in the room across from mine and I forgot to say hi," she smiled. "You wanna hang out with me and my friend?"
She seemed nice. Not like the other girls walking around like they're the shit and a bag of chips.
"Sure," I said smiling.
I followed her to a picnic table under some trees where there was one other girl. She had the same hair as Inuyasha and her eyes were mismatched, lilac purple and amber. Damn, what a mix. She grinned at me and waved.
"Hi I'm Kiyomi."
"You're new this year huh? Where are you from?"
"Yeah, I'm from Kyoto."
"Oh nice," Sango said. "It's beautiful there."
Kiyomi stared at me for a while.
She asked, "Are you the girl who beat up Kouga?"
Sango gasped, "That was you?"
I shook my head.
"I didn't beat him up I just…restrained him."
"Well you restrained him pretty hard; he has a bruise on his arm."
I huffed, "He should keep his hands to himself then."
They both laughed.
Sango grinned, "I think we're gonna get along just fine."
I finally had Art, the class I'd been looking forward to all day. I sat down at a canvas and pulled out some materials of my own. The teacher, Ms. Kaede, who was also my dorm head, instructed us to draw something from home to start the beginning of school. That was easy for me. I sketched out the shrine and the forest and the shack with the well inside. Then I made everything more detailed like the designs on shrine, the leaves and the branches, and the cracks in the shack. Just for a finishing touch I added Souta playing soccer in the front yard. When I started to add color I felt like someone was watching me. I look up and saw Inuyasha staring at me again with that annoying smirk.
I shook my head and continued to color in my drawing until I was finally finished. I smiled satisfied with my work and raised my hand for Ms. Kaede to come over as instructed. She smiled big at my drawing and nodded her head in approval.
"Very impressive Ms. Higurashi! Wonderful blend of colors and very detailed," she praised. "You may do as you wish the remainder of class."
I thanked her and put my materials away deciding to just relax.
"Very good Mr. Takahashi, as expected from you," I heard Ms. Kaede say to Inuyasha. "Do as you wish for the remainder of class."
I glanced over at him and saw that he was swiftly moving his hand across his own personal sketchbook looking at it with intense concentration. Then out of nowhere he just dropped the pencil on the floor and picked up three different shades of blue. He only used them for a second before dropping them on the floor too. He studied it a while before grinning in satisfaction. I smiled a bit; that was pretty cute. He glanced up at me and, you guessed it, smirked. Oh but he decided to switch it up this time, he winked. I scoffed and turned my attention to my drawing looking at it like it was the most interesting thing in the world.
I was changing for P.E. in the locker room and was excited to find that I had this class with Sango and Kiyomi. We walked into the gym and to my utter delightI saw Inuyasha there surrounded by girls and guys alike.
"Hey Kiyomi," I asked, "do you know that Inuyasha guy?"
"Hm? Yeah, he's my cousin, why?"
"Well he's been staring at me like a weirdo all day."
She laughed, "Oh you poor thing, he's interested in you."
I looked at her strangely.
"No not like that! Well maybe, but I mean, well, I don't know, you caught his attention somehow."
"Well does he have to stare?"
"Yeah, Inuyasha is just a weirdo like that."
"Alright everyone, two laps around the court! Let's move!" The gym teacher, which was a huge woman, barked.
Me, Sango, and Kiyomi finished the laps easily and waited on the bench for the other people to finish.
"Is that the best you got Takahashi?" the coach shouted.
"You know it's not," he shouted back.
"Then get movin'!"
He was on the bench in seconds which kind of made me jump. The rest of the period we did obstacle courses and then we were given free time. Sango, Kiyomi, and I talked about where we were from and school and hot celebrities. They were really cool chicks. Not annoying, not overdramatic, they had sense and good heads on their shoulders. They both turned out to be two of the wealthiest heiresses in Japan though! Sango belonged to the Nakamura family who are famous for their special martial arts technique and their weapon making. Kiyomi belonged to the Takeda family who pretty much ran the fashion and movie industries and she even modeled sometimes for her company. And I was a shrine girl; get at me.
Kiyomi laughed and looked over at Inuyasha who was sitting at the bleachers on the other side of the gym.
"Yaaaasshiiiieee!" she shouted back.
"Come here please!"
She groaned and walked over to him her hands on her hips. He whispered a few things in her ear and she responded shortly. They made more gestures and their lips moved and then the conversation ended with Inuyasha getting smacked upside the head.
"He called me all the way over there just to ask me what your first name was," she huffed sitting back down.
I kind of smiled at that. What a weird guy.
Ok this wasn't just creepy anymore, it was annoying. He was followingme like it was the right thing to do. He just strolled on behind me his hand in his pockets. I had enough. I stopped and spun around looking him straight in the eye, which I had to look up to do. He stopped almost running into me and returned my stare.
"May I help you ma'm?" he asked coolly mimicking me from this morning.
"Why are you following me?" I questioned.
He raised an eyebrow, "I'm just going to the library."
He nodded toward the building behind my dorm. I folded my arms over my chest.
"Explain why you've been staring at me all day with that stupid smirk then."
I could see laughter in his eyes. He unzipped his backpack and pulled out his sketchbook. He flipped a few pages and then handed it to me. I looked at him like he was an alien and then looked down at the sketchbook. My eyes widened; it was me. It was me in History class staring out the window. It was extremely life-like. He got every stitch of my shirt, the pattern of the knitting on my beanie, every stray strand of hair. And the only thing colored were my eyes which were different shades of blue that blended together so beautifully. I looked up at him still awestruck, and, for the first time, he gave me a genuine smile.
"You're interesting and," he looked me dead in the eye, "you're incredibly beautiful."
I felt heat rush to my cheeks. That was the first time I've gotten such a compliment. He took his sketchbook back and put it back in his bag. Then he just walked passed me.
"Well there's your answer," he called back. "See you later Ka-Go-Me."
(A/N: Soooo what do you guys think? Good? Bad? Please review and tell me my loves!)