Kagome was no stranger to awkward situations.

In fact by now she could name some of the MOST awkward situations that some one would ever have to live through and be completely unfazed.

Some of theses include:

Walking in on her sister and best friend and longtime crush having sex in HER room.

Sango and their high school counselor Miroku, pants down in the janitorial closet.

And her brother putting on the clothes of his crush in his room.

If it were anyone else they probably would've been mortified, traumatized and sitting in a loony bin right about now.

But seeing as how our dear kagome was still alive and ...not... traumatized, we can all sleep easy knowing that she won't kill over one day whispering, "It's all gonna go away...", over and over again as she rocked back and forth.

Moving on.

Kagome had been simply minding her own business painting her walls and adding her own "artistic flare" to her home, when her ex, Houjo, showed up.

And when you put those two in a room things literally spell out, D-I-S-A-S-T-E-R. Kagome of course had most definitely not been battle ready or mentally stable when he showed up at her apartment, one Saturday morning, with bright red roses.

The conversation had started simple enough, Kagome painting the ceiling a nice shade of orange, standing a top a ladder with a bucket of bright orange paint in one hand and a brush in the other.

Houjo upon seeing the front door wide open had stopped in the doorway and asked politely, "Um, is this the Higurashi residence?" His face was a little uncertain, and he seemed pretty cautious of his surroundings.

Kagome, being the ever polite person that she is, replied cheerfully, "Yes it is, might I ask who is asking?" Kagome still blissfully unaware, was in the process of stepping down from the ladder when her foot caught and she unceremoniously went crashing to the floor with a yelp eyes wide and covered in orange paint.

And Houjo, being the polite and oddly too kind person that he was, rushed to her side to help her up, thrusting his bouquet of roses to the floor and ran towards her.

And instead of being any type of assistance, he wound up slipping on a nice large puddle of orange paint and came crashing down grabbing on to Kagome's now bright orange hair, and bringing her down with him.

Yelping once more, Kagome landed in a heap with her ex and now extremely unwanted guest.

And enter Sesshoumaru!

Sesshoumaru had been doing much the same as Kagome had before this whole ordeal had begun. Just now coming back from work, he was in the process of unlocking his front door, foot halfway through, before he caught sight of Houjo yanking Kagome down by her hair. And he being the ever generous and friendly neighbor that he was quickly rushed over to see what was the problem.

Kagome quickly catching sight of him, bolted out the front door, and behind him, hiding her face behind his very large and god sent jacket.

Caught by surprise, Sesshoumaru peeked at the figure behind him who in turn stared up at him with huge owl eyes that just seemed to scream for help.

Still not quite catching on he looked from Kagome to the man who was now covered in orange and residing in the middle of a huge orange mess that was presumably the living room.

And suddenly he caught on. He looked at the figure behind him who was now clutching on to his jacket and continued to stare at him with amazingly huge eyes, which he thought only possible to achieve in those animes that his brother seemed to be so fond of.

So he did what anyone else would do if they were pretending to be in any type of romantic relationship with their neighbor to help get rid of their ex; Sesshoumaru moved Kagome off to his side and snaked his arm around her amazingly tiny waist..

Trying to make his act look believable, Sesshoumaru gave Houjo a menacing glare, and stood firmly in the doorway. Houjo blinked a couple of times before taking in the entire situation. Drawing himself up to his full height, which in comparison to Sesshoumaru, 6'1 seemed pretty measly.

Sesshoumaru just stood there glaring, and unfortunately Houjo was either too dense or too stupid to realize that that look promised ultimate death and impending doom.

Houjo crossed his arms, "Who the hell is he!" he all but shouted. And when Kagome didn't answer he continued on in a similar fashion. "What are you deaf! I asked you a question bitch!"

Sesshoumarus's eyes became slits, and his shoulders grew tense. But Houjo just kept going, "No wonder I left you for your little whore of a friend Yura, she at least had the brains to answer me when I asked her a question! To bad all I wanted from her was to be her first."

Houjo gave Kagome a smug smirk as if he just won something from the slot machine of GOD. "And you know what the entire time I was with you, I would spend every night at her house, listening to her scream my name a million times over."

Sesshoumaru, recognized Kagome as the girl from the cafe he worked at, and he understood that he barely knew a thing about her aside form the fact that her ex boyfriend was a complete ass ten times over, but he'd be damned if his upbringing allowed him to just let a woman take this kind of abuse.

So while Houjo was still going on and on about how he repeatedly "humiliated" Kagome and how she was too scared to let anyone get into her pants, Sesshoumaru walked up and punched Houjo square in the face.

Too busy to continue ranting, due to him now screaming in pain and crumbling to the ground and gripping his nose, Houjo was unaware of the fact that he was now choking because one very tall very handsome man with long silvery hair, was dragging him by the collar to the front of the building.

Dumping him in a nice little heap in the middle of the sidewalk, Sesshoumaru gave him one last disgusted glance before walking off to go assist his new co-worker and now, new neighbor.

Kagome had sat, or stood, completely dumbfounded by the entire thing. Her jaw had gone slack, and was now hanging open for the world to see.

"If you leave your mouth open like that you might catch a fly."

Kagome quickly re-hinged her jaw, and squabbled around for her composure before turning around to thank her savior. Standing at a nice 6'4 her neighbor was incredibly good looking. And slightly familiar to the mind. She could have sworn she had seen someone who looked like him on the news.

Pushing that thought aside Kagome tried her best not to stare, giving a small smile of thanks, Kagome gesture into the inside of her apartment. "Umm, would you like to come inside?" Kagome said a little hesitantly.

Looking at the orange paint dripping from her hair, and her grateful smile, Sesshoumaru gave aslight inclination of his head, as an answer.

Kagome breathed a sigh of relief, before following Sesshoumaru into her home. She directed him to her not orange covered kitchen, before leaving to go and take a quick shower.

Sesshoumaru sat in a pleasantly bright kitchen. The walls varied between a spring green, and a nice sky blue. The top of the walls, a daisy yellow with nice white fluffy clouds painted on.

Obviously this girl was creative, and enjoyed painting.

If Sesshoumaru was wondering why she was using orange paint for her living room, he no longer questioned her motives, because she obviously had a plan. Her house seemed to be relatively simple, full of space, but had the appearance of being full.

Apparently this girl didn't like to feel cluttered.

Sesshoumaru sat at on one of the barstools provided, slowly turning himself and taking in everything. Stopping short, his gaze lingered on the acoustic guitar propped up in the back..

Apparently this girl was an artist in more than one context.

Or perhaps it was for someone else, a boyfriend maybe...nahh.

Thinking back on the whole issue with that Houjo fellow, Sesshoumaru seriously doubted that that girl would be getting into any type of relationship, anytime soon.

His thoughts were interrupted by a figure standing in the doorway.

Sesshoumaru looked up to find Sango staring there taking in everything, much the same as he did.

Shifting her glance to stare at Sesshoumaru, an amused smile plastered onto her face.

"So what happened in here? The living room is a disaster." Sesshoumaru could tell that Sango had a pretty good idea, especially since she was now holding the long forgotten bouquet of roses.

"There was a slight problem, and I was inevitably dragged into it."

Sesshoumaru could tell that Sango knew there was more to it than that...

"Oh, really?" Sango gave a suspicious glance to the living room, covered in orange, before raising one delicate eyebrow.

"Yes, really." Sesshoumaru said curtly. He was a little agitated with her prying and was trying to keep her out of his hair.

Sango looked like she was about to continue, until Kagome interrupted, happily exclaiming, "Sango!" Before rushing over and tackling Sango into a big hug. All the while screaming, "GLOMP!"

Only slightly amused, just slightly; cause we would hate see the proud and mighty Sesshoumaru 'amused', Sesshoumaru sat through the whole thing before wondering why he was still there.

And with that that thought he stood up abruptly, interrupting Kagome and her peals of laughter, and began to head for the front door.

Looking up, Kagome was slightly confused before realizing that she had forgotten that she had had another guest in the house.

Before she could say anything, Sesshoumaru replied in a clipped tone, "Thank you for inviting me into your home, but I must be on my way now."

And on that note, he began to head for the door until someone shouted, "Wait!" Turning slightly on his heel, he brought his gaze onto Kagome, who stared at him gratefully.

But his only real inclination that he was listening was the slight raise of his delicately shaped eyebrow. Blushing a little, Kagome said, "Thank you...for today I mean." She began to turn a nice shade of pink, "You really helped me out."

He gave a slight nod, and left with a tiny smile on his face, carefully making his way out, so as not to step into any puddles of Orange Paint.

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Looking around at her living room, and then at Sango, Kagome knew she was in for it.

Backing up a little, and as nonchalantly as she could, Kagome tried to ease her way out of Sango's line of vision, hoping to evade any questions that she might feel the need to ask. Smirking evilly, Sango knew what Kagome was trying to do, and she knew there was not a snowflakes chance in hell she was going to let her get away.

Tackling Kagome to the ground, Sango inflicted upon Kagome the worst form of torture there was... she tickled her.

Screaming in laughter, Kagome tried desperately to get Sango off of her, only to fail and end up begging for mercy. Hair sprawled out around her, Kagome gave in and answered every last one of Sango's' questions.

After about an hour later and a couple, "OH MY GOD'S" from Sango, Kagome waved bye to her friend, before heading back up the stairs and into her apartment.

Walking into the living room, Kagome surveyed the area, taking notice of thenow orange speckled roses lying on the counter. Sighing tiredly to herself Kagome set the roses in a pretty vase on the counter, and left to go see what she could salvage of the orange paint.

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Yeah so I hope this chapter was long enough to suit everyone's

Fanfiction needs, because if you're anything like me, you like really long chapters. Um I forgot to mention in the last chapter that i do not own Inuyasha, so here it is,

I do not own Inuyasha or any of the characters. I also do not own any of the song by The Hush Sound, or the band itself.

So yeah there ya have it folks, my disclaimer. Oh and major props to samminthemorning, she's ma beta, and ma home skillet in real life. I love her with every bit of ma heart. And please, go check out her story it's a Harry potter thing if any of you are into that. Oh and please review, it makes my world go round, especially now since I'm stressed out.