A/N: This is the fourth time writing this dang chapter, and each time I had written at least three pages the smallest type of font and size available on the scroll. My brother keeps finding viruses and keeps totally rebooting our computer. It sucks and I can't stand it, and each time my story is deleted., so frustrating…But I'm am sorry.
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha…(X4) OR CSI: Los Vegas
Chapter Seven: A few cute words leading to a few more cuter words
Seven…Eight…Nine…This time it was Nine times.
The time before was eight annoying beeps coming from the resting sick Kagome's thing that was attached to her wrist. Now it had added one, or two from the first time he realized it was happening. Inuyasha laid out another bomb from his new favorite companion inside the 'game boy' as Kagome had called it, and since the bomb had been an extremely big one, the hanyou accidentally killed himself.
'Game Over.'
Inuyasha growled and tossed the frustrating thing at the sink, landing softly upon his still damp clothes. That's when he decided that it wasn't his favorite companion anymore. Then he rested his head onto his left hand, his other hand, numb and fuzzy from lack of circulating blood, was underneath Kagome's head. Now he didn't have anything to do, and it was driving him nuts.
"Psst, Kagome?" he said. The still white-haired half demon poked her head, but all she did was nuzzle it into him, shifting her position of her head and letting him feel a sudden rush of blood and daggers in his hand and arm. Then he started moving around, which made Kagome slide her head into his lap and his only piece of clothing, his towel.
"Inuyasha…" she said, snuggly and filled will love and compassion. His face turned red. "I…love…" His eyes got wide.
'She wouldn't really say it…would she? It's probably not about me, probably that flea-bag Kouga, or that one kid, Hobo.' Inuyasha shook his head and once again tried to scoot away from the awkward place they were in now, then he heard Kagome murmuring something.
"You don't…? All the work and you hate my…I'll never cook again for…" Inuyasha was curious.
"What the heck are talking about?" he asked, figuring an answer.
"You arrogant…SIT!"
BAM!
"Insensitive Jerk! Sit boy…"
BAM!
"Baka wench! I like your cooking! Don't-"
"…sit…"
BAM! Inuyasha lie there in a huge dent in the tiled floor. All throughout, Kagome kept lying on top of him. Instead of staying Inuyasha's lap, she slid up (or down) to his chest, which was level to where the floor was.
"That's what you get for…omelets…"
"You're this po'ed about some dang omelets?" he yelled. He was still stuck in the ground, unable to get up from the spell and from the sleeping beauty who was laying on him. When the spell finally did wear off, he jumped out of the way, letting Kagome fall into his new dent in the floor, not waking her up.
"Inuyasha…"
"Feh." He readjusted his towel and sat on the edge of the bathtub and, surprising to him, yawned.
"Let it go…towel…down…drain…"
"What the-" Then Inuyasha noticed Kagome's face turn a slight shade of red. He had no idea why and decided that he wanted to find out.
"Kagome," he said. She didn't budge and continued to snore softly. "Kagome!" Her eyes opened a little and then, a moment later, she sat up, stretched, and yawned. One closed, the other had a tear in the corner. She looked too cute…
"Inuyasha? Did you say something?" she asked. He looked surprised, so she continued drowsily. "Did I wake up to someone calling my name, or am I still sleeping?"
"Fool, you're awake, and I said your name."
"Don't have to be so mean about it…" she muttered, stretching some more and kind of not caring much.
"Keh…"
"So, what did you want, anyway?" She pulled down the red haori she was wearing and covered her bare legs with the small blanket. Her black hair falling over her face. Then in one sweep she elegantly pulled it back behind her ear and twisted all the rest onto one side of her head coming down in front of her shoulder.
"I was trying to wake you up so you can stop talking," he said matter-of-factly.
"So, you don't want me to talk?" she asked, confused.
"Not like that!" he denied his mistake.
"Inuyasha are you okay? And by the way, what time is it?" she wondered. She looked at her watch and read it.
9:23pm
'I slept for three and a half hours! Why hadn't he waken me up?' she thought.
"Keh, I'm fine. It's just that you talk while you sleep and you weren't making any sense, like the baka idiot you are," he retorted, crossing his arms. Her eyebrows turned down in confusion.
"I don't talk in my sleep."
"Yes, you do. You don't usually, but you did just now," he said balling up his fists in the heat of the argument.
"You can't prove it, numbskull."
"Yes, I can, idiot!"
"Can not, BAKA!"
"Can too, DOOFUS!"
"Shut up, MORON!"
"WENCH!"
"DUMB DOG!"
"FAT wench!" Kagome's jaw dropped at the insult.
"You jerk! I can't believe you! You just…" she said speechless, her jaw still wide open.
"What did I say?" he asked quietly.
"I am NOT fat! You're too cruel," she said softly. Her eyes welled up in tears and she buried her face into the fuzzy soft blanket. Her sleek black hair fell over her shoulders as she hid her crying huddled ball-like position.
"Kagome?"
"Leave me alone!" she shouted, muffled by the blanket. He stopped, his hand halfway to her left, and closest to him, shoulder.
"I-I was just kidding, don't cry!…" he said trying to play it off as if she was taking it way too seriously. It stunned the still untransformed hanyou to see her face spring up in a teary glare.
"You're horrible! That wasn't funny, baka. I can't believe you went that low."
" What does that mean? 'Low'? The heck is that?" he asked. She kept her glare a while longer, and then her face became more relaxed as she realized that he didn't mean it to be that bad of an insult.
"Don't worry about that, Inuyasha. I'm just being a little self-conscience right now. But that was still anal of you to say that…" she added. 'I guess people back in Feudal Japan don't think being called fat is that bad of an insult…'
He smirked, his grinning golden eyes shimmering in the shadow of his silver bangs of white. The half demon's ears twitched a little, as it heard a click from Kagome's 'watch.' That meant it was half way to ten o' clock, and that would mean that the new moon would make him transform…
'Good thing Kagome doesn't realize that being called that is a huge insult in my era…'
CHANG IN POV
"Miroku, be a man and put a little back into it!" she cried out to the monk above her. Her arms felt like jelly from, this being only her twelfth time trying, climbing up the well.
"If you are in such a hurry to climb all the way up, why don't you go up first like you were doing before, hmm?" he asked slyly. Sango's face turned crimson at remembering her absent mind and her open kimono. She wasn't wearing her fighting uniform underneath this and had only bare skin under.
"Hentai! Perverted lecher! Miroku, if you don't hurry up, I'll-!" she cried, getting interrupted.
"But why must we hurry? I like hanging out with you down here," he said as if it was nothing, which it was the complete opposite for Sango.
"Miroku…"
"Sango, I think I forgot something down there!" he called back to her. This was the third time he claimed he forgot something, but in reality he was just lying and had 'amazingly' found out he'd had it all along.
"No way, I am not falling for that again. Besides, I want to find out if we've made it to Kagome's era."
"Sango, My hand is slipping, these beads around my hand keep wrapping around my hand!"
"Liar, you're just fine."
"No, Sango, I'm not lying this time," he denied. Then that hand slipped and he was now only holding on with one of his hands.
"Not again!" she cried out as his hand lost its hold and he plunged down, slamming into her, causing her to fall along the him.
BAM
"Sango, are you alright?" he asked innocently.
"Miroku, I just want to get out of here and talk to Kagome!" she cried out in anger.
"Why are you so angry?" She gave him a death glare; he shrank back.
"Miroku, if you just stop being like yourself, then I could just hurry and climb up there myself and check. Can't you do that for me?" she asked sincerely.
"I can't promise, Sango…" he said. "It's not me that does it either. It's the Gods. They command me look up, honestly. They tell me through my hand and it travels to my ears, I swear." Sango sighed and rested her head on the side of the well, this was a waste of time and effort. Now she'd be stuck here until Inuyasha and Kagome came back…
CHANGE IN POV
"Mom, I can't sleep," said Souta as he came into the main room of the small hotel. It was past his usual bedtime, which was 9:00, and it was now 10:00. She was lying on the couch watching one of the many CSI: Los Vegas shows that were on. This was pretty much all that was on that was any good, she'd noticed, in America, where they had gone, besides what had been made in Japan. (Not true, I know, she just thinks so.)
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"I miss Kagome. Do you think she's still stuck in our upstairs bathroom?"
"Honey, I doubt it. It is the easiest thing to see. Why, all you have to do is look up," she explained.
"Mom, get real. You're talking about sis!" he said jumping onto the couch and looking across to the TV of an older guy getting an autopsy.
"You're sister can be a little ditzy some times, but I think she's smarter than that…"
"Feh, you can't be serious," he said, imitating his idol; Inuyasha. He crossed his arms, closed his eyes and put on his smuggest expression. Mrs. Higurashi laughed at the cute kid and his amazing talents of imitation.
"Eh? What's all this about?" said the old grandfather of the Higurashi household. He stepped out of his room, which he had to share with Souta due to this being one of the best ones available and a lower expense, with his hands folded behind his back.
"Souta misses his sister, do you think we should head back? I believe he's homesick…"
"Heh, heh, heh, I bet he's Hitomi-sick…" the old man cackled at his inside joke. Mrs. Higurashi began to laugh as well, making an angry crimson faced Souta in between them about his crush.
"That's not funny!" he said in denial. He put on a more flustered Inuyasha pose, which made the two older ones laugh all the more.
"Dear, settle down, we were just kidding," Souta's mom said, wiping tiny traces of tears left in her eyes.
"I wasn't."
"Gramps!" Souta cried out, even more frustrated and annoying, balling his fists up and glaring.
"Anyway, father, I think it's best to head home in the morning and only stay for the four days instead of the six. This way, if Kagome and Inuyasha really are that foolish and are still stuck we can get them out before they hate each other all the more."
"Yes, I agree."
"Yay, you go, mom!" Mrs. Higurashi put on a beaming smile and then shooed both the men off to bed so she could finish watching the crime scene get solved with a kind of happy sad ending.
CHANGE IN POV
"Where do you think Sango and Miroku are, Kirara?" Shippo asked, eating the last of the chocolate, which was more than that of his share.
"Meow," Kirara said, curling up into a ball.
"I agree, I'd rather stay in this nice cozy hut than go see where they are! I think it's gonna down pour too…oh well!" He put his cheery cheerful face on and went back to finishing up Miroku's share of the chocolate.
CHANGE IN POV
Inuyasha had changed into his human form finally, and Kagome couldn't believe how hot his black hair looked. Then she started wondering how he would look at the beach with her in her bikini and all the gorgeous stars and a new moon up in the dark azure sky…
"Hey, Kagome, what are you doing?" he asked.
"What do you mean?" she asked innocently.
"Well that's the third time I caught you thinking about something, and then her face gets all red."
"You noticed!" she shrieked in a little voice. Her eyes got big and she tried hiding her face on top of her blanket covered knees.
"Keh, o' course I did!" he said putting on a determined face. Her face finally turned her to her normal crimson.
"You're thinking of that flea-bag weren't you?" he asked, standing up.
"Yeah…" she said, not paying attention.
"WHAT?" he yelled. His fists were clenched and his teeth barred.
"Huh?" she said snapping back into reality.
"And you said calling you fat was an insult!"
"What are you saying, that you really DO think I'm fat?" she blurted.
"Psh, after all this and that's what I get…"
"What are you talking about?"
"Kouga, that ugly stinkin' wolf!" Inuyasha muttered, sitting back down next to Kagome.
"How'd he come into the conversation?" she asked in her ditzy confused way which was rare to Inuyasha and common to people in her Algebra class.
"I asked you if you were thinking about him and you said yes," he explained grudgingly.
"Inuyasha, I wasn't thinking about him, I was thinking about, err, um, someone else," she stammered, not wanting to admit her romantic fantasy at the beach.
"Oh, Hobo, right?"
"Who?" she asked.
"Hobo. Or maybe it's Horo, Holo, Jojo, Nojo, Mojo…"
"Hojo?"
"You were!" he said, pointing his un-clawed finger at her. She scowled.
"I never said I was, I was offering you his name, and quit yelling at me. I'm sitting right next to you," she said wincing at her pained ears.
"Gomen…Wait a second, if you weren't thinking of either of them then you could only be thinking of…"
"Of course, I thought you'd figure it out after I said it wasn't Kouga," she said, a hint of a blush creeping onto the apples of her cheeks.
"Kagome…"
"Yes?"
"I…" Her eyes got a little wider.
"What?" she said quietly.
"I…I can't believe you were thinking about Miroku all along…"
"What? Never. I'd never think about that perverted lecher in any kind of way like that what-so-ever, I mean, how on earth could you think I could after all this we've been through, because the disgusting hentai is so nasty and is a pervert and that's crazy since I had believed that were you thinking that I was thinking something else something totally different than I really was thinking, since I thought you were thinking what I was thinking and wanting you to think I was thinking that you knew I was really talking about someone that wasn't Miroku at all, not even in the slightest…"
"…" Inuyasha sat silently a foot away.
"Inuyasha?" she asked. She felt foolish and a bit humiliated. He was acting so different. Usually he only got jealous about her when the other guy was around, but now, even when they aren't, he is. And how could he think she was thinking about Miroku?
"Baka, what did you say?" Kagome sighed like she was defeated.
"I said that I wasn't thinking about Miroku…"
"Why didn't you just say so!"
"Quit yelling at me!"
"Fine!…so why didn't you huh?"
"I did, but you're too big of a numbskull to listen to what I said," she explained as clearly and slowly as she could. "Besides, I see you sitting there all the time with your eyes closed, as if you're always daydreaming about someone or something. I bet it's Kikyo…isn't it…"
"Kagome, Kikyo doesn't mean much to me anymore. She's tried to kill you and even me, how can I trust her anymore. I have no debt to her, you've made me realize that. I've crossed that dang path, now I need a new one…"
"So you're just using me? Am I just some new path that you're going to ditch later?"
"Psh, heck no, you're better than some dirt path. You're like my main road, I've traveled some dirt, clay, road, and now it's bring me to you. You're my main path and I intend to stay on it…"
"Inuyasha, you're too sweet." she said in a lovingly manner. He hid his obvious smirk and leaned scooted closer to her.
"Feh," he said, crossing his arms and going into his usual position. She sighed and leaned against his shoulder while wrapping her arms around his right one, and making a mild blush creep on his face.
"So who were you always thinking about, Inuyasha?"
"My main road, wench, and you?"
"Ditto," she said, closing her eyes.
There was silence for a time, while they leaned close to each other. Inuyasha couldn't just let it go, then. The mood was perfect and so was the timing.
"Kagome?"
"Yes, Inuyasha?" she asked, nearly falling back to sleep. He paused for a little while, getting his nerve back and a persistent yawn. Hopefully this would work out, but even if it didn't he couldn't hold it in forever and eternity.
"I-I love you…" Kagome's tinted pink lips crept into a smile. He'd finally said it.
"I love you too…with all my heart and soul."
THE END OF THE CHAPTER…finally haha
A/N: Just read it and review it, that makes me happy. Oh yes, I am VERY happy about the 300 reviews, even if half of them were telling me to hurry up heh heh…
PS: Thank you guys! I am actually somewhat surprised none of you cussed me out! Personally, if you have to cuss someone out, let it be my brother? Thank you :D. I understand that it is my fault too, and I'm taking a blame also, because my mom is having health issues and my dad just had a certain type of critical surgery, so, yeah...
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PS: This story shall see an end, I'll definitely not give up on it! ;)
