So yeah i think we have a a slight confusion in my story, and I'm basing this on one review that i got...not naming anyone... and sry if i haven't made it clear but this is not, i repeat NOT a MirKags fic. I don't wanna offend anyone however i find that couple completely disgusting, i think they're more like a brother sister type couple, which is what they are in this fic. SO just as long as we got that clear you guys can now enjoy this new chapter!! Have fun!! Oh and review!!! Oh and i just wanna say that just because the anime series is over doesn't mean people should stop writing, because i find that that happens a lot... and with some of the good fics too. it's so sad. I assure you that i won't give up on this fic.. until it's done and perfected and i'm writing too much so i'll stop now...

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Chapter 7

Let the Games Begin

May 18, 2007 (Day One)

Dear Diary,

I see it's been a while since I last wrote, four days to be exact… forgive me for that…I've been a little distracted and somewhat "busy" lately, with my current living situation and things. I guess I should try and get caught up on the events, it's the least I can do besides things here have calmed down enough for me to relax enough to write. Well actually they weren't wild to begin with, it's just that these have been the four most stressful days of my life. I've been stressed because I was busy, busy avoiding him. and avoiding him is the thing that's causing the most stress.

Are you getting all this? Well let me explain.

Umm…since that little…well you can say it was that huge incident with the shower, me getting thrown out of the house in just a towel, and the big fight we had after that….oh yeah, I should explain that too. Well after I kneed him, (I think I did it too hard; he was on the ground for a long time...) I went to my room and locked the door (I don't think those damn locks work at all...). I think kneeing him wasn't enough, because as soon as he was able to get up and move (Limping/dragging somewhat...), he came barging in my room (told you the locks don't work) looking for more trouble. Stupid jackass, I think he just doesn't know when to give up...

Yeah so anyways it was basically one big screaming match between myself and that good looking (what am I doing?; I knew I shouldn't have wrote in pen...) scratch that; I mean monster; believe me when I tell you that I'm a moderate girl who doesn't use bad language at all, but he… he brings out the worst in me. If my mother had heard me she probably would have fainted. Ah...Mother...

After that whole ordeal, me and Inuyasha, we, like I wrote earlier, have been avoiding each other. Or at least I've been avoiding him at all times.

It's like this: When he's in the living room, I lock myself in my room, when I'm in the kitchen, he's locked his room, and etc. We even sleep at different times just so we don't have to see each other.

To tell you the truth I am grateful for this. Inuyasha may be handsome, but his presence makes me feel…well I can't put it into words, but I feel weird around him…maybe that's due to the fact that I can't stand the man. I literally hate him. I mean he's the reason I can't take a shower in MY OWN HOUSE. I have developed this new fear of him barging in, like the last time. It makes me feel vulnerable. Damn it! Do you know how frustrating that is?

I have actually been sneaking out to Sango's apartment to take my showers! I have lost my dignity; you know it's bad when you have to go to some else's house to bath. Also the fact that I'm not speaking to Sango right now for betraying my trust, doesn't help the situation either. I've been put through hell because of him. Make no mistake though, I will have my revenge. Inuyasha's going to get what's coming to him, and it will be as bad as what he did to me. This is the beginning of the end for him. Let the games begin.

888

She sat at the edge of the Jacuzzi bath, one leg up and one down. By the leg that was down, she had a magazine laid out, turning the pages with her foot as she concentrated on both reading it and the task at hand. The task at hand happened to be shaving the leg that was up while reading without cutting herself. It was a task that required great skill, and little distraction. Obviously if she lived alone this would have been easy. But it wasn't when the distraction randomly walked into the washroom whenever he felt like it.

"Don't you ever knock?" It was clear that that concept was too much for his little brain to handle.

"Nope, it's my house, I don't have to knock." This was their first encounter in four days, and of course they had to be placed in an awkward situation. This situation happened to make them look like a married couple, getting ready for the day.

"Didn't I say I get the bathroom first?" She rolled her eyes, she seemed to be doing that alot lately.

"Does it look like I care?"

"I care."

"Well I don't, so if you have a problem with that, deal with it, don't waste my time on foolish things." He pouted. She had too much attitude for her own good.

"Stupid girl"

"Jerk"

"Wench"

"Baka"

"Bitch" She nearly dropped the razor, it irked her that he dared to call her that.

"Hey don't call me that!" She sent a glare at the back of his head that was hot enough to burn too holes into it. But his head was dense, he didn't feel it, and at the risk of his own life he continued.

"Why not? If you are one, you are one; can't change that. And not only are you bitch, you're a slut too." His bluntness was seriously not good for his health. "So you see, when you're one, your instantly the other. They go hand in hand and..."

He instantly shut up when her magazine smacked him in the side of his head. Sighing, he tried to keep his anger at bay. He watched her intently, but she didn't notice. She was too caught up in her current task.

"What'chu doing?" Why couldn't he just stay quiet?

"What does it look like?"

"Shaving… in my bathtub?"

"Good doggie, at least you not blind!" He growled. "Don't growl like that. What will the neighbors think?" It was pointless to answer that question. He opted to change the subject instead.

"Don't mess it up, 'cause if I should so much as find one hair in that bathtub, I'll kill you."

"Shut up."

"What did you say?"

Ignoring him again, she switched legs; to be frank he wasn't worth her time. Kagome thanked the heavens that he stopped speaking. Now if he would only stop looking at her things would be perfect.

Watching her made him wonder if he too needed a shave. He focused on the medicine cabinet mirror in front of him. Rubbing his jaw thoughtfully he came to the conclusion that he was in dire need of a shave. Opening the cabinet, looking for his razor he came across things weren't familiar. Picking up a box with some sort of flower design on it, he became intrigued and decided to see what was inside. Inside he found things that looked like small sugar packets. 'What are sugar packets doing in my bathroom?' he though puzzled, pulling one for further inspection. It didn't feel like sugar, it was all hard like. 'Maybe expired sugar?' He was just about to open up the packet when Kagome squeaked. He gave her an odd look. "Oi. What is this?" She answered with a question of her own.

"Inuyasha, what are you doing going through my stuff?" she yelled. This ignited a train of thoughts in his mind that were almost coherant.

'Her stuff? Looks like sugar packets…like that one commercial...where that guy...but he thought...candy...but they were...These are…THESE ARE TAMPONS!!' he yelped and threw them back inside the medicine cabinet in a sickened manner. But not only were there tampons, but others girly things were inhabiting his sacred vault of manliness. His things had disappeared, replaced by wax strips, cleansing products, face and eye makeup remover, shaving gel, scented soaps…'DAMN'

"Hey wench, did I not tell you putting your girly stuff around is not allowed?" No answer. He tried again.

"I can't find my razor BITCH." Where the hell did it go? Still no answer.

By this time she was finished her work, putting the final touches on cleaning the bathtub. She stood and gave him a half smile. He was a bit freaked out at how happy she looked and felt himself shrink. She walked over to stand behind him, placing one arm over his shoulder, and with her free hand she rubbed his jaw. In this positon she was pressed up against his back; it sent a tingling sensation down his spine. He turned his head slightly, her hand still on his cheek, and watched her suspiciously through narrowed eyes. It could been a nice moment...until she whispered, "Hmmm…so smooth...only men have beards…I guess that makes you a little boy ne?"

He swiped at her hand and she moved away quickly giggling like a schoolgirl on drugs. "Damn girl... I teach you to mess with me!" "Catch baby face!" She tossed the razor at his head, she seemed to aim there a lot, but this time she didn't hit him. "What the hell are you doing, throwing 'round razors like some half cracked idiot!!" He said this, though in all reality the razor couldn't have harmed if even if it did hit him. Inuyasha was talking to himself again as Kagome could be heard giggling down the hall.

She was already gone by the time it became clear to him.

"SHE USED MY RAZOR!!!"

888

May 19, 2007 (Day Two)

Dear Diary,

Not much happened after he figured out that I had used his razor to shave my legs. Of course he did yell a lot, but that was about all he could do. Or at least I thought that was all he could do. I didn't expect him to come out with a bucket of water ok! I thought he was done with me, after he marched back in the washroom. I wasn't expecting to get soaked.

Don't worry though, the scream that came from his bedroom last night was enough to now that my payback for the soaking had worked. Who would have thought he would be afraid of a little spider…I found it while sitting outside (trying to dry off my hair.. that idiot hid the blowdryer) on the balcony and had placed it on his pillow while he was in the bathroom that night. I have never seen something so hilarious in all my life; he had curled himself up into a corner of his room when I went to investigate the results of my joke. Fetal position and shaking, it was so funny, I swear my stomach would have burst if I had laughed any harder. It was better than the revenge for the shower incident which was the replacement of his things with mine and the usage of his razor. However these pranks are only giving me minor results. I need something bigger and better, to satisfy my hunger for revenge. I'll come up with something. This is going to be fun.

888

She sat silently at the breakfast table eating her cereal, she had no words, and quite frankly after last night he didn't feel like talking to her at all. That had been one of cruelest things someone had done to him in a long time, it was horrible. And he wasn't afraid of no spider, it had just surprised him. That's all. This women was the devil herself, and he had been up all night planning his revenge. Truth was, he didn't come up with anything, which was bad. He knew that she was up to something though. He could tell by the gleam in her eyes. But what was it?

"Morning baka…Sleep well?"

"Shut up."

"I'll take that as a so-so"

"I said shut up."

"Come now don't be so bitter, it's completely understandable; you had a bad night."

"I did not."

"It's okay; you know a lot of people are afraid..."

The sound of his fist slamming the table made her jump. She spilled the milk in the process. "I ain't afraid of nothing, got that wench?" she didn't believe that for a second, but the intensity of his claim made her tremble.

"Look what you made me do."

"You did that yourself, you she-devil."

"I have a name… learn how to use it. It's Kagome. KA…GO…ME! I sounded it out for you so it should be easier for your dull witted brain to understand."

"I don't care if you got a name, I'll call you what I want to ho."

"You have a lot of nerve mutt!"

"Look whose talking hag!"

"Come say that to my face doggie!" although she was getting frustratedm this was part of her plan, she was getting him right where she needed him. 'That's it just a little bit more.'

Inuyasha stepped forward, unaware of what was in store. On his third stride he got what was coming to him. Kagome had placed a basin, filled with oatmeal, on the floor next to where she sat. Figuring that if she could get him riled up enough to make him come at her, he would become so ignorant of his surroundings that he would fail to notice what was staring him in the face. It was a 30-70 chance he would follow through on her theory, but it was a chance she had to take.

It had worked well. Inuyasha stepped directly into the bowl. She watched his whole body go rigid, and laughed when his face folded into a disgusted state. The best part was that he was wearing socks. Socks and oatmeal was a nasty combo. "NANI! What the fuck is this! You… you... this ARGGHH!!" Pulling his foot out of the slop, he attempted to shake the muck off, sending her a death glare.

Rage ignited, he seemed to be getting angry every day when this girl was around. His thoughts scattered, all he wanted to do was hurt her. Grabbing the first thing he saw, which was her bowl of cereal, he poured it on her. Kagome had not been prepared for him to fight back, so she was unable to dodge his attack. She shivered as she felt the cold milk trickle down her front "You jerk this is my new night shirt!" Inuyasha was both satisfied and intrigued by the way her shirt now stuck to, outlining her breasts. If only it had been a white t-shirt; that would have been the highlight of his morning. Studying her left him open and vulnerable.

She grabbed her orange juice and tossed it at his face. It went directly into his eyes burning him. "My eyes you whore!" This gave her time to open the fridge where she pulled out a carton of eggs, but she wasn't quick enough. He ripped the carton from her hands and opened it all over her. "That's nasty! Ewwww... GROSS!" trying to wipe the yolks out of her hair was a mistake. "Don't waste your time." He already had his next weapon: the left over Chinese food from a day ago which he didn't hesitate to toss at her. Now she was covered in noodles. Kagome was losing this fight.

However Kagome was not about to give up, she still had the oatmeal. Making a quick move, she picked up the bowl and let the contents fly. It hit him directly, just as he threw a tomato, which hit her directly. "THAT"S IT!" both yelled. Taking anything they could find as ammunition, the food fight continued. They were so into it they disregarded the click of the front door. By that time Kagome had Inuyasha pinned on the floor, only managing this because he had slipped and fallen on the milk. Straddling his waist, she used one hand to render one of his arms useless. With his free hand he gripped her leg in an attempt to push her off. She had a lemon raised high in her free hand, threatening to bring it down any moment. She wasn't sure how much damage it could do but if itcould her her win, then it was good enough. They had completely trashed the kitchen, and their current postion looked very wrong but neither realized these two important facts. They were so submerged in their battle, so it was a shock to hear:

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE!"

888

May 19, 2007 (late night)

Dear Diary,

It took hours but we finally finished cleaning the kitchen; surprisingly it's the first time we did something together without getting into a fight. Man...we were in the heat of a battle, but we got shut down by a certain man. This doesn't mean that the war is over though. Oh no, it is far from over. Both he and I know that, I could see in the look in his eye that he is not done with me. At least not for now.

I have to admit, I was having fun, until Miroku interrupted. He didn't hesitate to get all huffy, he even bashed Inuyasha a good few times and scolded me like I was a child. Jeez… Then he brought Sango. I thought he was bad, but when she caught sight of the mess, she went ballistic. She screamed and yelled for a good two hours while she forced us to clean. I don't see why she cared so much though, it's not even her kitchen. She made me do labour, and now my back hurts. But it was worth it, I got Inuyasha so good, even though I did lose that fight.

I can imagine Souta with us; Oh! He would have had a blast. I miss that little brat so much. He would have been on my side all the way. Unlike Sango and Miroku, who aren't taking sides at all. I'm in this fight alone, so i have to work harder to win. And I will win.. even if it means that I could get hurt. I don't care. Inuyasha is going down, mark my words. And I...wait is someone watching me?

888

"That was pretty bold of you today little girl. You've only been living here for what two days…"

"Four...five if you count the day you were drunk."

"Whatever four-five, what difference does it make? The point is if you're going to continue to play these little games, just know that I won't hesitate to go easy on you. You wanna play with fire, fine with me, but I will make sure that you get burned."

"Likewise Inuyasha, besides if you intended to go easy on me then what would be the fun in that."

"You're right girlie; it would be no fun at all."

"I'm glad you know. Hey why don't you say we make it interesting?"

"What do you have in mind?"

"A week"

"A week?"

"Yes a week…a week starting today. If you can beat me in this little game in a week, then I'll…"

"You'll leave?"

She bit her lip, and looked at him. He looked back at her. It was the first time they had actually taken time to look at each other, to scrutinize and study each feature, each contour, each curve. She was cute, and had a nice lean figure, something that he had already established in the shower, with generous curves and endless legs. It was the body of a women, though she was still a girl. Her hair was ebony, it flowed down her back and over her shoulders framing her face perfectly in subtle waves. Her eyes were of chocolate, deep, misty, and sad. She had soft cheekbones and full lips The way the light shone on her, it made her look like an angel, softening her features, leaving her with a gentle glow. It was almost… beautiful.

But Inuyasha's ego wouldn't let him sink that low as to think that. He had met many beautiful women; she was defiantly not one of them. No way. She was…different. That's all he could think of at the moment.

She on the other hand already thought he was a god. She envied those golden orbs that glistened in the light, and his hardened features made him look less like a boy she teased him to be and more like a man. His ears were twitching this way and that, and she wanted to reach up and touch them, just to see if they were as velvety as they looked. But she held back. Such a gesture would defeat the purpose of being at war. His body was toned and he was well built. She could not lie, he was flawless. She admired they way his silver hair curtained his head like a headdress of riches fit for a king. He was almost beautiful… but it would be a thousand years before she admitted that.

"Well…" Smiling devilishly, but there was a hint of sadness in her voice when she answered "You really want me out that bad huh?" "Hell yeah... you've done nothing but cause trouble since you've been here. Did you see the condition of my kitchen? Honestly come on! Are you a child, because only a child does what you did today... you…"

"Fine, it's settled, I'll go if you win. Ok?" she cut in abruptly. He was taken back by her dismay in her tone. Was it something he said to make her sound like that? For some reason, it made him feel odd to hear her like this. 'Ridiculous… I barely even know this broad. Why should I care how she feels? It will be so much better if she's gone.' His mind told him this, but he couldn't help feeling guilty that he was the one to making her sad.

"Hey…"

"Deal?" she asked firmly. He was surprised that she was so set her decision. Inuyasha didn't know what else to do but to agree with her.

"Deal."

"Then it's settled. One week Inuyasha, that's all you have."

"That's all I need sweetie."

"Ok let's shake on it."

He smirked as he moved forward and took her hand in a firm grasp. Giving her a toothy grin, he pulled her close and whispered "You don't know what you're getting into little girl, you'll regret ever making this deal with me. I'm going to crush you." She shoved him away.

"You wish ugly… and stop calling me little girl, you're not much older than me boy."

"Oh really is that what you think?"

"Yeah, you're just as old as Miroku aren't you? He's only three years older than me, which isn't much." Inuyasha's face dropped.

"You think I'm as old as that pervert! Don't get it twisted sweetheart; I'm young, sexy and 21."

"Oh sorry hun. My mistake, I thought you were older, with all that gray hair, you look old enough to be my great grandpapa!" He looked flustered and anger as he got up and stalked out of her room red faced and all leaving her laughing and falling of her bed. This was her win.

"This is not over." It was far from over. This was just the beginning.

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