WARNING!

The contents of this story may be incredibly weird!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own InuYasha, unfortunately. If I could, I would, but I can't. Unfortunately...

Recap

InuYasha followed, though. Before she opened the door to her room, he put his lips against her's. She pulled away quickly. "What was that?" She asked.

"For good dreams." He mimicked her words. And no blush from her. Am I-Yes, I'm blushing.

The next morning, at nine thirty a.m., Kagome was making breakfast. She'd been awake seen six a.m., but only wrote in her Mesciplias, her Diary. She had it since she was nine years old, and wrote in it at least once a day. The girl named it because she felt it was part of her. Which, in a way, it was.

"Good morning!" She sang into InuYasha's ear.

"What?" InuYasha was groggy and tired.

"Come on, sleep head! Breakfast is almost ready." Kagome pouted. "You want to eat while it's warm, don't you?"

"What time is it?" He demanded, forgetting he was talking to Kagome.
"It's nine forty-five." Kagome answered.

"Why are you in here at nine-freaking-forty-five?!" He yelled, opening his eyes.

Kagome was frightened. She was still a child inside, and as anyone knew, children don't like being scolded. "I-I'm sorry. I didn't know." She said softly.

InuYasha realized who is was talking-yelling at-and hesitantly embraced her. "No. I'm sorry." He whispered into her ear.

Kagome was softly crying, soaking his shirt.

"Let's have breakfast, now. I'm kind of hungry." InuYasha tried to cheer her up. She said 'while it warm.' Did she cook? I usually just have some cereal. InuYasha wondered.

"I hope you like bacon, eggs, waffles, and sausage!" She said happily, forgetting all about InuYasha's outrage.

"Um…yeah, I guess." He said coolly. I haven't had a meal like this since before mother died…InuYasha became sad, but refused to show it in front of Kagome. He would just have to force a few laughs, hoping Kagome wouldn't notice they're fake.

"InuYasha?"

"Hmm?" He answered.

"You seem…sad. What's the matter?" Kagome hesitated.

InuYasha didn't think she'd notice, but she did. He hadn't prepared something to say. He wasn't intimate. "Uh…nothing." He waved his hands as to say nothing was wrong.

"Are you sure?" Kagome asked, take a bite of egg.

"Yeah…I'm good." He still thought of his mother. Mother…I-I miss you…and…He was going to apologize. But he didn't know what for. He just wanted to.

Kagome was in his face now, searching for an answer.

What's she doing?

When Kagome was satisfied that nothing was bothering him, she went back to her seat. "InuYasha, you know you can tell me anything, right?"

A long moment passed. The half-demon didn't know what to say. He just thought. Thought of what to say. He had nothing to actually tell her, though. No, I can't tell you everything, anything. I've only just met you, and yet I feel…I feel like I know you. I do feel that I can tell you anything I want, I need. But, in reality, I can't. Everything about me. You shouldn't know me. A guy like me…shouldn't know a girl like you. An innocent girl, plus, a bad guy, that doesn't equal anything good. I'm not very good at math, but this problem is easy. The answer, a bad girl. I don't want to be the one to take her child-like innocence away. I can't be the one. "Yeah. I know. 'Course I know." He lied.

"'Kay," She seemed content with his answer, so he left it at that.

Author's Note:

Hello. I hoped you liked this. Sorry it's so short. I have a good excuse though: I can't think of ANYTHING more to write. Be happy I wrote this, at least. It's something, you know. And it's something good, I think, too. If you aren't content with that excuse, answer me this question: Would you rather have a bad long chapter, or a good short one? Answer me that, and I'll write whatever it is you choose.

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