Chapter Seven

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"You bastard." I muttered darkly to no one in particular. I was alone in the room, but anger can be a good roommate, depending on your point of view. If my eyes were lasers, I would have drilled a hole in the burgundy carpet. The scenes flashing in my head, only moments ago. I clenched and unclenched my fists many times over, my fingernails leaving behind red tinted crescent marks. I watched as soon as they appeared, they vanished which only made me even more angry.

I was hurt, scared, and pissed off all at the same time. Talk about multitasking. Even though I tried to keep from thinking about what happened after the Bastard removed the stake from my chest, it still kept on flashing through my head like a damned broken record player.

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I watched with hatred and fury as Inuyasha laid me on the couch in the strange house. The TV itself was rather large, probably one of the biggest televisions I had ever seen up close. The room itself was deferentially a lounge or something of the sort. The smell of old pizza and stale popcorn filled the room. The smells made my stomach twist painfully and I felt a little sick. However, underlying the smell was the distinct scent of fresh human blood.

I looked around the room as best as I could, but I couldn't see very far because I couldn't move my head. The only impression I had when Inuyasha carried me in here in his arms like a child was many old pizza boxes, several opened and spilled popcorn bowls and the paper bags they can in, many recliners, bean bags, and the huge couch that took up most of the far wall away from the TV. I shall dub this room, the TV room. Nah, maybe the Smelly Pizza and Popcorn room. Stupid, I know, but I had to get my mind elsewhere from the strangely satisfying visions of me tearing Inuyasha's head clean off his shoulders as soon as I could move.

Inuyasha left me then, I could hear him going through different things, I heard drawers open and shut. The clink of glass and the scent of even fresher blood drifted to my nostrils. The smell caused my stomach to crap and suddenly all my nerve endings were on fire. The stake was the only thing keeping me from jumping to my feet and tearing whatever the blood source was from Inuyasha's damn fingers and drinking it myself to put an end to the agony.

However, because the stake was still in my chest, the only thing I could do was moan inwardly and ache. I heard soft footsteps padding back towards me and Inuyasha was there again. Inuyasha lifted my head up and waved a bloodied rag under my nose. I groaned inwardly, the pig headed jackass was tormenting me. I felt my teeth lengthen and slid out of my jaw like they were on wheels or some other stupid thing that didn't currently come to mind.

Inuyasha opened my jaw and I saw the red bag hovering just outside my line of vision for a couple of moments until something cold pressed against my extended canines and blood rushed over my tongue and down my throat. It felt as if soothing balm was rubbed into an extremely bad sunburn or fresh water after days of wondering helplessly in the desert with no nourishment or water. Unfortunately, I was unable to swallow so Inuyasha had to help me with that.

After the bag was drained, Inuyasha plucked it from my teeth and I saw what it was. A blood bag. Geez, the Red Cross didn't mention that little tidbit. Keeping my head up off the couch, Inuyasha sat down and placed my head in his lap, brushing my hair back off of my face. The jerk, he was probably trying to sooth me for him staking me. Yeah, like a few pettings would make me forget something like that.

Your out of your damn mind, jackass.

Inuyasha looked down at me, "I'm sorry it had to come to this Kagome, but I could not allow a thirsty newborn lose in any city near here. The outcome would have been disastrous." He shook his head. "You're so stubborn. You thought you could overcome your thirst but you didn't see your eyes when I waved that soiled rag under your nose. Your eyes were crimson and ashen, which told me you wouldn't have been able to prevent yourself from attacking. You looked like you were prepared for the kill. Stupid girl! You would have attacked the first living thing large enough to sink your teeth into!"

Inuyasha growled before reaching out towards me. I heard an odd sucking noise moments before warmth spread through my body. Down to each toe and fingertip. I jumped up away from Inuyasha, out of his lap and his reach. Crouched beside the TV, I snarled at him. Inuyasha, not worried at all, rested his arms on top of the couch, exposing his chest. The stake was in the floor next to his feet, covered in blood.

I looked down at my chest and saw, through the hole in the shirt, a large gaping wound, that by all rights should have killed me.

"Kagome, if you think you can take care of yourself, defend yourself against veterans like myself, then come at me. If you can take me out, then you can take care of yourself. Well, little girl?" He mocked.

I opened my mouth and growled in anger and lunged at him. He was sitting on the couch, relaxed. He wouldn't be able to doge my attack. Not only was he a traitor, he was stupid and had an over flatted ego. My left hand reached down from the stake, I was going to stake him then torment him for a few hours before leaving him out side for a date with the sun.

However, I didn't get very far. I missed the way his muscles were tensed and drawn tight. He looked relaxed and content, yet he sprang away from the couch, his movements were nothing but a blur. One millisecond, he was in front of me, the next, I had my face shoved into the couch and Inuyasha had his knee driven into my shoulder blades, his head next to my ear.

"What's wrong? Didn't you even see me move, girlie? I gave you plenty of time to evade my move, but you were too damned slow to even see me move. Stupid child! Do you think others would go easy on you!" I shook with fury and hatred, I was starting to get tired of behind pinned down.

"You're lucky that I'm your sire, otherwise I would have just took your head off for your stupidity. What would have happened if you came across one of the elders? They would have tortured you for you attacking them then kill you. On the other hand, some would love to have a female fledgling to torment and rape for a couple of centuries before growing tired of you and slaying you. Or what about those who hunt our kind? They would have taken you prisoner, interrogated ruthlessly, then killed, who knows. Perhaps one of the Slayers would love to have a weak vampire for a pet." Inuyasha snarled in my ear.

I didn't even bother to struggle against him. It was pretty much pointless, he was like a mountain, unmoving and unbendable. I struggled to rein in my temper, thinking that Inuyasha was just trying to scare me. Nothing more. Inuyasha pushed himself away from me and stood up. I jumped to my feet, glaring at him.

"If you think you can survive on your own with no training, then by all means, go ahead and leave. However, I'll have to chase you down again, however, next time instead of only staking you, I would have to kill you. Otherwise, there's a guest room down the hall there. Go there and cool off, when your calm come back and give me your answer."

He turned his back on me, clearly dismissing me. I surprised myself. Instead of lunging at him and trying to take him down again, I turned around and walked down the hall and entered the bedroom. But first, I did some damage to the walls on the way to the room. Damage to the wall, a.k.a. punching large holes in the wall.

I walked over to the bed and sat down, muttering dark things about what I would like to do to Inuyasha. I glared at the burgundy carpet. After a couple of minutes of steaming inwardly, it was like a light switch had been turned off.

All my anger suddenly drained, he was right. Even though I didn't want to believe it, I knew Inuyasha was right, without a doubt. I am stubborn. I thought only because Inuyasha was relaxed, that he would be an easy target. I was wrong. Maybe next time I'm wrong, who knows, I just might lose my head.

Literally.

With a snarl, I stood up and walked over to the closed door. Inuyasha wanted an answer did he? Well, I'll give him a fucking answer.

I entered the TV room, and looked around. All the stale pizza boxes were gone, along with the popcorn. Inuyasha was slumped across the couch, remote in hand, watching a movie. Knowing him, it was probably naughty. I looked up at the TV screen. A couple was doing the horizontal tango. Geez, how freaking typical!

Inuyasha didn't even look up. The TV switched off and I took a deep breath and let it out in a frustrated sigh. "Fine." I said. "Fine, I'll stay here and train. But swear to me this, Inuyasha, as soon as I can control my thirst and put you on the ground, you will let me walk away and never search for me, talk to me, or even think of me."

Inuyasha sat up slowly, his much larger body uncurling off of the couch. He stood up and turned to me, giving me a smirk. "And why would I want to agree to your conditions. If you want me to agree to yours, you must agree to mine."

"What are they." I snapped, started to feel angry again. I wasn't expecting him wanting conditions, which was pretty stupid.

"All in due time, my dear. When your training is finished, and when you put me on the ground, then you will know what those conditions are. However, will you agree to this without knowing what my conditions are?"

"If it gives me an eternity without you, then yes. I will agree to whatever they are." I stated, lifting my head in the air. Inuyasha smiled a slow sly smile, and I suddenly wished I could take back my words. What ever his conditions were, I don't think I'm going to like them much.

(A/N) well, there's another chapter, a little shorter then the others, but oh well. My thanks to those who have continued to review. I really don't have much to say right now, so I guess I'll just wrap this up. Don't forget to review.