-Chapter three rewritten-

Chapter Three: Yura of The Hair

Inuyasha growled. "Stupid... wench."

"Don't go getting mad at me. I was only pointing it out." Miroku said.

Inuyasha feh'd and looked away glaring. Miroku took this opportunity to continue.

I've got one more. Inuyasha is the world's biggest jerk and idiot. So anyway, I went to the well and there were Mistress Centipede's bones in there. Disgusting! No matter how much I wanna go home, there is no way I am leaping in there with some demon bones, and the owner almost killed me! But then I noticed all these hair surrounding the well and, well, it was EVERYWHERE! There was this girl balancing on the hair. She said she was Yura of the hair. Strange name, but anyway, she stole the jewel from me, then almost whipped me to death with those hairs. I lost balance and fell into the well.

"Ouch. Poor Kagome."

"I say she deserved it."

Miroku looked over at Inuyasha. "So I presume you're still mad?"

Inuyasha didn't say anything. He just glared harder and grumbled gibberish under his breath.

Miroku rolled his eyes.

It turned out that I had gone forward in time, and that I was back home. I couldn't control myself. I was so happy to be home I just started crying.

"Crybaby."

"Cut it out. Your mad at me for interrupting to insult you, yet you do the same thing."

"I'm not insulting you am I?"

"Well... no."

"Well then, be happy, and keep reading."

I got to take a bath! A bath! Oh, it sounds so good coming from a time period when one doesn't exist. How could they have never heard of a bath? It's like saying you've never heard of a bathroom. Oh wait, they hadn't. The memories of having to go behind a tree are still haunting me.

Miroku and Inuyasha looked at each other. "What's wrong with going behind trees? They're comfortable and open."

"I guess she just doesn't care for the conveniences of this world."

"Pfft, I suppose she thinks she's too good for them."

"Hmph."

I finally got to wash my hair and everything. It felt so nice. Mom cooked me a nice hot meal. I thanked the gods and got right to eating. In the meantime, Grandpa said that he sealed off the well with sutures he made himself. I was going through the egg rolls when Inuyasha shows up. Scared the heck out of me.

"You scared her? Shame on you!" Miroku said.

"You are way too full of yourself." Inuyasha growled.

"I am trying to discipline the wrong in their wrong ways."

"Well, your doing a crappy job. Keep reading numskull."

He called me an idiot, again, and said that we have to go back though the well. Grandpa said it was a lie, and that he made those sutures himself. There was no way that could have happened. Unfortunately for Grandpa, hiss sutures, charms, and spells, they just don't work. He won't listen. As Inuyasha was pulling me out the door, Mom stopped us. I thought, she's gonna stop him. No. What does she do? She messes with his ears. I was gonna stop her, but, I DID do it myself.

Miroku snorted. Inuyasha glared at him, which caused Miroku to laugh out loud. "People in Kagome's time just love your ears, don't they? Makes you seem less of a man and more of a puppy." And he snorted again and grinned at him.

"I hate you so much." Inuyasha snarled.

"I love you too, man." Miroku returned, grinning into the diary, took a deep breath, and read again.

He pulled me over to the well, and we saw all these hairs, coming out of the well. Well, I can't say that Inuyasha saw them, it was like he was blind. He was being beat up by hair. (There was no part of that sentence that made any sense) I ended up using my own blood in order to get Inuyasha to kill the hair. So it wouldn't keep coming after and possibly harming my family, I went down with Inuyasha. First, he gave me the shirt of his kimono, saying it'll give me some protection. He said it was made with the hair of the fire rat. When we got out, back to the feudal era, he yelled at me when he found out I didn't have the jewel anymore. I didn't expect anything less anyway so it didn't bug me.

I found a bow and arrow from the bodies of some corpses that were decapitated by Yura. She sickens me, in so many different ways. Like the clothes she wears. It's not like its not bad or anything, but... the cleavage on that thing! It's like she wants someone to look at her or something. But they're dead, what's the point?

"Could I have liked this Yura?" Miroku asked.

"She was a demon who was controlled by a comb who was obsessed with hair." Inuyasha said.

"I have hair." Miroku said, pointing to his head.

"Oh... really? I hadn't noticed. Congratulations, you have hair." Inuyasha said. The sarcasm was unnecessary.

"Well, that was uncalled for. I was just thinking, I dunno, she could, I dunno stroke my hair or something." Miroku said.

"She would have cut off your head in order to get to it." Inuyasha said shortly.

"Ouch." Miroku said, turning back, "Yeah, okay, no."

Anyway, I took the bow and arrow, and Inuyasha insulted me... again. Why is he always insulting me?? We got closer and closer to Yura's lair, I was riding on Inuyasha's back again. I kinda feel like he's a horse now that I think about it. We were being attacked by hair. Huge amounts of it too. It was scary that it could have actually killed me.

When we got there, Yura said something about his hair, and that she wanted it for himself. I made myself known and she said that my hair was nothing special. How insulting! I live in a time with shampoo for crying out loud. You people know nothing about how to keep hair soft and silky!

Inuyasha and Miroku looked at each other, then felt their hair, then shouted "Hey!"

I got mad at that and fired my arrow. It actually went somewhere that time! Except... I fired it at Inuyasha. Oops. Heh heh. He yelled at me, except that time, he actually did deserve to. The arrow actually hit something, not Inuyasha, thank god, but Yura's giant hairball, which was her strange lair. All this hair came out, and skulls. Skulls! What is wrong with this world?

"So naïve, so clueless." Inuyasha said dryly, sighing.

"She can only mature from here on." Miroku pointed out.

While Inuyasha was fighting with Yura, I noticed this red skull. It was obvious to look at cause it was, well, red compared to the sea of white and black. All the hairs were connected to it. So I climbed up and tried to get at it. Yura caught me, which I should have expected and tied me up and fired her sword at me, and should have cut my arm right off. But it didn't. I didn't know why. There was also another time when Yura send flames at me, and should have burned me to a crisp. But it didn't. I guess it's the fire rat shirt that Inuyasha let me use. Now that I think about it, what protection did Inuyasha have all this time? She was going to slice my head off, but Inuyasha cut her. And they resumed fighting. There were several times when Inuyasha had a sword go right through him. What is up with that? He didn't even quiver in battle. Wow he's strong, yet he doesn't think that he's strong enough. What's wrong with being the way he is?

"What IS wrong with being the way you are?" Miroku asked.

"I don't want to talk about it right now." Inuyasha mumbled.

"I'll give you a cheese doodle." Miroku bribed.

"You have food?"

"No."

"Screw you!"

I finally found the red skull. I took an arrow and struck it. I looked back and saw that the sword was heading for Inuyasha's head. Yura was going to definitely kill me know. There was a sword coming at me. I screamed and slammed the arrow down on the skull. It split, and the thing inside it, that was a comb, broke in half. The sword was so close to killing me its not even funny. Look at the serious smiley face that I put down there.

Inuyasha and Miroku looked at the smiley face. It was a circle with bug-eyes and a line for the mouth.

"That's not a serious smiley face." Inuyasha said.

"It's kinda creepy if you look at it long enough." Miroku pointed out.

They both looked at it for about thirty seconds, then shuddered.

And as we were recovering, he actually said my name. I was shocked. So, I thought that I should be a little more nice to him now. He did have some sort of reputation to keep. Not that I really know what kind or a reputation he has in the first place. Anyway, we started fighting, even though I wanted to make peace, and I clapped him on the back. It wasn't even that hard too. He collapsed in pain. And I told him, I said, if it hurt that much he should have at least said something about it. Which he should of. He shouted to leave him alone. Am I wrong here? He shouldn't have been so high and mighty about something as serious as wounds in his gut.

"That must have been one serious blow." Miroku said.

"She's lying! She smacked me really hard on my wounds." Inuyasha shouted.

"No one lies to their diary." Miroku said.

Inuyasha just glared.

I went home just to get a few things, and went back. I found Inuyasha in a tree. I still find it weird that he can go up a tree if he's a dog. Anyway, I told him that I had medicine for him. He told me to go away. I told him to sit and he came down. Not in the way I would have liked, but he brought it upon himself. I told him to show me his wounds so I could treat them. The stubborn mule, or should I say dog refused. My temper got the best of me, and so did his, so I grabbed his shirt, and he struggled. Next thing I know, Kaede comes over saying that we must have liked each other better then she thought. That was really awkward.

"SHE PUT THAT IN??!" Inuyasha shouted. Miroku started to laugh lloudly.

"You mean that actually happened?" Miroku asked.

"Wha-- sh-- I-- NO!! That never happened and that never will!" He declared.

"Riiiight." Miroku said.

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We're moving steadly, I daresay believe.