Title: Her Iron Curtain

Official Summary: Playboy, Inuyasha Takahashi, was less than thrilled when his parents forced him to live in a secluded and quiet small town for the summer. He could be partying right now! It also didn't help that he'll be living with such a reserved roommate, Kagome Higurashi - who for some reason needed to be covered at all times. It seems, the more he tried to crack her barrier, the more she hid from him. Why?

Rated: Mature (So please, read at your own discretion)

Disclaimer: Inu-Yasha and the many other characters are owned by Rumiko Takahashi.

A/N: I can't say how happy I am right now. Thank you for taking the time in reading, favouriting and commenting on my story guys! I also thank you all for accepting my characters and story! It really means a lot! :)

Sorry for another late update btw!

Anyway, some of you guys are curious of Kagome's story, so here's a little something. I've actually already given a few clues already, but I guess none of you noticed it yet since no one said anything. Yay? Anyway, there's no hints in this chapter but it's leading to it. Enjoy!

Chapter Three

The emptiness in my mind slowly filled with an overwhelming crescendo of thoughts as consciousness invaded my slumber and made me stir in confusion.

I opened my eyes and looked around. The familiar darkness enveloping my surroundings.

It took a moment for my eyes to adjust to the dark but when it did, I realized that I've snoozed on the living room couch.

I sat up, looked at my wrist watch and groaned. It's 3 am in the morning!

Fucking jet lag.

I shook my head, hoping to shake the drowsiness away as my thoughts drifted into yesterday's events.

The day went off as expected. Dull and excruciatingly boring.

I wouldn't say the same for my parents, but I'm positive Sesshoumaru knew this would happen.

I know it hasn't been 24 hours yet, but I really despised him for even suggesting this idea.

As I began to get up, the cold air embraced my body and caused a shiver to run up my arms. A lump of blanket piling up on my feet.

A smile tugged on my lips as I shook my head, remembering my first impression of Kagome.

Truthfully, I had no idea she was going to have such an outburst. Specially over a small matter!

I actually thought she'd make my stay a little interesting, but to my disappointment, she was quiet and reserved.

I mean, as soon as we finished with breakfast, Kagome immediately got up and locked herself in her room. She only came out when Kaede called her for lunch.

And when Kaede said she was leaving for groceries, Kagome jumped for joy and practically begged to take her with her, but Kaede refused, saying something like if they leave me alone in the house for too long, I might throw a party.

I rolled my eyes. With Kagome avoiding me like a plague, I might as well be alone in this huge villa.

I guess I couldn't blame them though. Shopping here is not like what it is in cities. It's a little more complicated than that since the majority of the town's residences' occupation was farming.

It would usually take a person hours before they could get everything from they're shopping list. Sure, there are small shops around, but they only contained canned goods, chips and other knick-knacks.

I picked the blanket up and tossed it where my body was seconds ago. Trying to go back to sleep now would be pointless, I've just slept for a full 12 hours!

I briskly walked to the kitchen and took some needed water. I seated myself on the dining room chair and thought about everything; from my daily lifestyle, to future goals, to friends and even the crazy names artists give their child just for originality's sake. (Yeah, I don't think I'll ever let that one go.)

I turned to the clock and my eyes widened in shock. It's odd how much a person can accomplish in their thoughts with just an hour of silence.

A few more minutes ticked by and I found my fingers tapping the table as if waiting for something to entertain me.

What the fuck am I supposed to do now? Sit and watch as time consume my day? Then again, will it even make any difference if the other two tenants awaken and join me?

I mentally shook my head, picturing my funeral. Yeah, I'm going to die of boredom.

After a mental debate, I finally decided to start my exercises early. But before I got up, I heard shuffling coming from the other room.

My ears twitched, a little excited that there was finally somebody to talk to.

Whoever the person was, she didn't bother turning the lights on and headed straight to the refrigerator to pour herself a glass of milk.

As soon as she appeared in my view, I knew it was the woman who's ignored me the whole day.

She placed the mug into the microwave, set the timer and turned to me. I thought she noticed me when she clasped her hands to her chest and gasped, but she didn't say anything.

I just observed her, now questioning her movements. Why was she up so early?

It was after she did it again that I noticed she hasn't realized my presence and was having a hard time breathing.

Now that I looked at her closely, I can see her neck drenched in sweat. If I was closer, I'd probably see the sweat on her face as well.

She sat on the chair at the other end and rested her hands on the table. Sighing, she burried her head on top of her arms.

For a moment, no sounds were heard but the quiet whirring of the microwave.

After that, inaudible mumbles came her direction.

"Kagome?" I finally whispered.

She let out a strangled gasp this time, looking up in surprise. She squinted and quickly targetted me before her mouth opened.

"Oh, Inuyasha!" She said quickly. "I didn't know you were already awake."

"I'm jet lagged from my flight." I admitted.

She nodded in understanding, but didn't say anything to keep the conversation going.

"What about you? What are you up to?" I asked, curious as to why she was awake.

"U-um," she stuttered, wiping her chin with her sleeves before sniffling, "just been working out?"

"At 4 in the morning?" I asked, cocking a brow in speculation.

Beep, beep, beep. The microwave chanted.

"Yeah," she answered, getting up, "anyway, I need to go back to sleep."

"You mean exercise, don't you?" I asked, a satisfied smile on my lips.

Busted!

"Y-yeah," she murmured, hurrying to leave.

Just as she was about to exit the room I said, "Wait."

She stiffened as if caught in a lie and turned slowly towards me.

As if on cue the microwave beeped 3 more times.

"Your milk?" I asked, beating her to the kitchen and taking her drink before she could.

"Thanks," she said carefully, sliding her hands on the handle.

"You're welcome," I said, noticing her cold hands brush mine.

I was going to joke around and catch her in her lie, but something stopped me from doing so. I guess it was from sleepiness. Or maybe the way she looked. She looked even sloppier than she did this morning. Her movements were alert and tense and the dark cicles around her eyes emphasized how tired she was.

Now that I thought about it, this doesn't seem new to her at all. I mean, she didn't even bother turning the lights on and as soon as she entered the kitchen, she automatically took a cup and filled it.

My eyes searched hers for answers, but she recoiled and turned away.

Feeling the tension, I told her I was going out for a run, in which she nodded and left as well.

Once her figure was gone, I sighed with relief and ran my fingers through my hair, extremely of loss for words.

I should of remained quiet.

End of Chapter Three