WATCHFUL

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha... sadly, or he would be in my bed naked tied to the posts ;-)

Pairings: I/K, M/S, R/S, K/A

PLEASE READ THIS ITS IMPORTANT: This is a trail fiction. I haven't really decided where to go with it, but it will be a lemon at some point, and I AM NOT VERY GOOD AT UPDATING. PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION. I HAVE WARNED YOU! This fic is for when I have down time which isn't to much lol

CHAPTER ONE

"Miroku, this is my life!" She stated, hands slamming down on his desk, attempting to keep herself calm.

"I'm not keeping you from your job, Kagome, but you will have to pick a safer place to live. That's all I'm saying." He finished calmly, never looking up from his paper work.

"I can't afford to live in a nicer area, and it's close to work. I refuse to be bullied by my own cousin! You can't do this to me! " She exclaimed her frustration finally seeping through her normally calm demeanor.

Miroku's rustling of paperwork finally stopped, and he looked up at her calmly interlocking his fingers together. He leaned back against his office chair and forced out a breath. Kagome was his youngest cousin, and he had promised his uncle on his dying bed that he would always look out for her because Souta was to young. Kagome was the youngest of his cousins, but the most stubborn one. She was passionate, and gentle like her mother; but fierce and strong willed, like his Uncle. This was a delicate situation that he had to handle gently, and tactfully so that she didn't feel as if her life was his to control. He smiled softly to her before giving her a response.

"Yes Kagome, I can do this, and I will." he stated calmly.

"Un-FUCKING- believable! Just WHO in the HELL do you think you're talking to?!" She roared throwing her hands in the air.

Oh shit. Well there it is. He thought wincing internally.

"This is ridiculous, Miroku! Just because you're in some stupid little gang with some stupid friends doesn't mean you can control my life! This is MY life and I will do whatever the hell I please and there's not a damn thing you can do to stop me!" She yelled, and waited for his response.

"This is not for you. I know you're a big girl, and I know you THINK you can take care of yourself, but you have lived your entire life protected in the Shrine. This is NOT your world, and you can't survive out here without help." He began standing.

"I'm not going to let other people dictate my-"

"You are incredibly naive, and gentle. You won't last a day here on your own. Before your father died he asked me-"

"Don't you DARE bring my father into this," she whispered angrily, "this had nothing to do with him."

"Kagome, this has everything to do with him," he began firmly and walked over to her from behind his desk, "Everything I do for you is because your father asked me to, and because you're my baby cousin, and I love you. You're father loved you so much, and I won't let you get hurt in my neighborhood because of your stubbornness. Do you really think that your father would feel ok that his only daughter live somewhere dangerous? To allow yourself to be put in a place of danger is a complete disregard and disrespect of everything he sacrificed for you, and Souta."

He saw her tears come freely, and as much as he hated to make her cry she had to understand. She sighed in defeat, and he knew this battle was his. He extended his arms and pulled her into a hug resting his chin on her head.

"I'm sorry, you're right." she whispered, wiping the tears from her face.

"There," he said pulling away and smirking, "I knew you'd see it my way. Now run along and find an apartment on the other side of town. Let me know when you do so I can have the boys help you move." She nodded and picked up her backpack along with her helmet, and sadly walked out the door.

She walked down the stairs of his home and outside to the driveway. The sun shone brightly in the noon sky, and she could already feel a thin layer of sweat start to form underneath her riding jacket. She took her phone out and her headphones and adjusted them as she pulled her helmet over her head and walked towards her bike. The one thing that her father had wanted her to follow in his footsteps, her motorcycle. She patted her seat, and swung over. She sported a Honda CBR600 black and red, her favorite color scheme. It was the only thing that she owned and it was because of her father's love of motorcycles that she was even allowed to look at one, much less ride one.

She sat for a moment, letting the music ring in her ears as she prepared to leave and backed up into the street. She raced down the street, her mind running almost as fast as her bike was. There were many things that Miroku said about her father that were true. No, he probably wouldn't want her to live in those apartments, but he also wouldn't want her to not live out her dream because of fear. He was never afraid, even when he was dying, he never feared death. She cracked the throttle as she merged onto the highway. She was going to do this, whether Miroku liked it or not. She was to strong not to. Besides, what Miroku doesn't know, won't kill him... she thought and got off an exit early to turn around and head back down town.

"Well, what did she say? Is she going to go up north?" She asked Miroku, gripping her cellphone tightly in her hand as she paced her apartment.

"As far as I know, she's not living down town. Don't worry Sango, I promised uncle she'd be safe and she will."she heard through her phone. Sango sighed in relief and nodded reassuringly to no one but herself. She had constantly been worrying about her best friend. Kagome was so concentrated on her job that everything and everyone else had kind of been put to the side. Even her mother had called her asking Sango what was going on and what she knew, but she had no answer for her. The only person she knew that would know, would be her lecherous houshi.

"What about you Miroku? When are you going to leave that world, like you promised me you would?" she whispered hesitantly.

"Soon," he paused having to double check his words," I promise I will. The guys are done; they are just as tired as I am. I promise soon."

"I'm not going to wait around for you, houshi. I have to much going on, and you either come with me or you stay with your boys. I won't get stuck in your world not like them," she whispered sadly, " I can't. I just can't do that to myself, or Kohaku."

Miroku sighed into his phone sadly, "I know. We will talk later, I have to go."

She closed her phone as the dial tone sounded. It was a difficult choice, but she didn't know what else to do. She loved Miroku more than anything, and he knew that, but she wasn't willing to sacrifice her safety or the safety of her brother for some under the table gang member/ accountant. She just couldn't. She also couldn't understand why he stayed with those group of misfits.

She threw herself on her bed, and spun the phone on her stomach, thinking. She didn't understand why they stayed where they were. All of those boys where successful men, all had legitimate jobs, well paying jobs, and yet for some reason they stayed in that neighborhood. Miroku made triple what she made as a self defense teacher at a popular gym, and yet she could afford a nice place in a good neighborhood and still support herself and Kohaku. Why couldn't Miroku just leave?

She rolled onto her side, sighing into her pillow. Many times they had talked about moving in and he was so excited until he found out that she wasn't going anywhere, that it would be him that would have to leave. He thought about it for many days and finally told her that he couldn't go, that there was business he needed to deal with there.

She growled, what business? What could be more important than them starting their lives together happily? What could possibly hold Miroku's sway? It couldn't be another woman, she knew that. After they got together she had watched this change in him, everyone had told her so. All his "boys" even made it a point to speak with her and tell her how much she had changed him. Even Rin was ecstatic to finally have another girl in the "group"one who could tame Miroku was a winner in her eyes.

She sat up suddenly, now that she thought about it, Sesshomaru was one of the most acclaimed and sought after defense lawyers in all of Japan. He and Rin had been dating for a year, but she had almost everything she ever wanted and didn't have to work. She worked with Kagome because she loved her job, but not for the money. She KNEW Sesshomaru made bank, but yet they still lived in an older house downtown in a really bad neighborhood. Why? She tapped her phone, perhaps it was time to have a girls day out, just her and Rin.

"Well, Congratulations Higurashi-sama! Your credit check passed with flying colors! You're move in date is the 22nd of this month! You can come by for your keys on that day at 8 am." the young woman said extending her hand to Kagome.

She smiled excitedly, "Thank you so much Miss..?"

"Oh, my name is Yura, you can just call me Yura."

Kagome bowed respectfully, "Thank you Yura-sama. I can't believe how great of a place this is and the price you've offered is perfect! Arigato!"

Yura watched as the young girl happily walked out of her office. This was to easy.