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Inuyasha got up off the ground painfully, and gave the slightly-smug-but-still-seething miko a death glare.

"What the hell?! You stupid-"

"Lemme guess...wench?"

Kagome interrupted him, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

The now throughly annoyed hanyou, growled irritably and sat down on the bed, next to Kagome, who had her arms crossed over her chest and very pointedly looked away from him.

"Okay, look, I'm sorry alright? I just..."

He paused for a moment, trying to put into words exactly what had tempted him to lay down beside her on the bed, without giving away anything embarrassing.

Needless to say he came up empty.

Which is exactly why he gave up in frustration and simply spat out,

"Does it really matter WHY I did it?! Maybe I just wanted to. Maybe I was tired. Ya ever think of that? Everything doesn't have to have a reason, dammit!"

Kagome just sighed, and decided to let it go. It was pointless, and stupid to continue the argument. And besides, now that she was awake, maybe she could get some studying done.

"So, when are you coming back, eh? You need to hurry up and finish 'studying' so that we can continue to search for the jewel shards. Their more important than your 'skool work' at any rate."

What the...this again?! The young teenage girl was starting to get the feeling that Inuyasha really WAS as dense as he seemed sometimes.

She decided to make this as clear as she possibly could.

"Inuyasha. I. Am. Going. To. Study. For. My. Test. YOU. Are. Going. To. Go. Back. To. The. Fuedal. Era. Kapeesh?"

She said it all slowly and clearly, and the half-demon only snorted rudely at her words.

"Yeah right. You got it all wrong Kagome. I'm gonna stay RIGHT HERE and make sure you hurry up and get your work done. Got that?"

Kagome felt like screaming after he said that. She just couldn't get a moment's peace, could she?"

"Argh! ALRIGHT! But, you have to be absolutely quiet while I am working. Think you can do that?"

His only reply was to let out another snort, and close his eyes, leaning against the headboard of the bed.

Seeing that he was following orders, Kagome sat at her desk and started to study.

Meanwhile in the fuedal era, Miroku and Sango were both wondering about how things were going with the dog-demon and miko.

Or, more specifically, they were worrying about said miko.

"Oh, that Inuyasha! When will he ever learn? Going to Kagome's time to pick her up after just ONE DAY! Honestly!"

Sango was fuming furiously, while cleaning her huge boomerang-like weapon.

"I wouldn't worry too much if I were you, Sango dear. She'll probably just use the power of the subduing spell to 'sit' him, and then send him back here. She's very feisty in that way, you know?"

"Yes, well, I just hope that he's behaving himself."

Sango muttered, continuing to wipe down the board. (A/N: For the life of me, I can't spell the name of that thing!)

"Like I said, they'll be fine. And anyway, they did us a favor by giving us some 'alone time.' My dear Sango, why don't we make use of this moment and-"

'BAM!"

As usual, the monk's hand had strayed a little too far down the demon slayer's back, and, well...

"Oh Sango, how you wound me! You've ruined a truly beautiful moment between us!"

Miroku complained, nursing yet another hand-shaped mark on his cheek.

"Humph! I'll do more than that if you don't learn to keep your hands to yourself, Houshi-Sama!"

The small kitsune, who had been listing to the discussion with only mild interest before since he'd heard it all the other times his 'father' had gone to check up on his 'mother', now snickered a bit and said matter-of-factly,

"Well, he definitely had THAT coming!"

The angry demon slayer was inclined to agree, and stood up indignantly, and walked away from the pervert, with her boomerang at her side.

A/N: Yes, I know this chapter was also short and pointless, gomen! I just really couldn't think of anything else. I know this is going to sound like I'm just complaining, but I'm reaaally depressed and problems at home just seem to be getting worse and worse. You guys are lucky that I could even come up with this. So can you do a sad, hurt, girl a favor and press the pretty purple button? Please?