Hey guys, sorry it took longer then usual and it's shorter then I wanted. I'm still working insane hours, and I ended up getting sick. Even though I haven't gotten a cold in two years, I'm not surprised after the hours I pulled and working some of my days off too... She just hired some new people finally though so hopefully I can get back to some kind of normal hours again soon.

Story

After a few twists and turns down several hallways, the short male stopped at a wooden door. When he opened it, he motioned for her to enter, his hand still on the door handle as he held it open for her. She was about to give him an odd look for the uncharacteristically 'gentleman' like manner he displayed—"Bitches first."

She was about to retort, but then she just snubbed up her nose into the air as she walked forward. "Why, thank you Jeeves." She made sure to stomp on his foot—hard—when she passed him, going into her room. She felt a sense of accomplishment when she heard him grunt and watched his face scrunch up.

She didn't take but a couple of steps into the room, finding herself already in the center of the small enclosure that would be her space. The first thing she noticed was the fact that even though it was small, it was very clean. The second thing was the fact that the already tiny room had two beds, one on each side, maybe four feet of space between them. One of the beds and a very large briefcase on top of it. The third thing that caught her attention was Levi, taking his clothes off in the middle of the room—

"What are you doing!?" Kagome shouted at him.

He paused just as he had his shirt was halfway up his chest, showing off his molded abs. He glanced at her over his shoulder. "Don't tell me that a man can't change in his own room without being bitched at." He then finished removing his shirt, and folded it up, even though it was dirty, lying it on the bed in front of him neatly.

"Your—?" The word repeated in her mind as she tried to wrap around it. "But this is mine—" Her brain finally clicked when she put two and two together. She shook her head over and over again, almost making herself dizzy as she stomped her foot in a fit. "Hell no! It's a cold day in hell when you think I'm going to be sharing my room with you!" She pointed her finger defiantly at him, her anger boiling.

"What? Her royal-assness got a problem sleeping with a man-servant?" The briefcase she noticed earlier on the bed was now open, revealing the odd device they wore around their waist. Levi then unsnapped the rest of his straps and easily stepped out of them, and placed the leather bands into the case and closed it. "Or maybe…" He reached to his pants belt and unclipped it. "You have never seen a naked man before?" With a single motion the leather strap was pulled and unraveled from his pants. The strap now dangled from his hand.

"W-what-! Of course I have-!" She began to stammer.

He looked at her over his shoulder. "Oh?" He turned around to fully face her. "That's good. Then you don't have a problem with it?" She saw his hands reach for the button on his pants and her face instantly turned cherry—She didn't even wait to hear the sound of it snapping before her body turned completely around as her face felt like it was on fire. "Or are you just naturally this shy?" He continued to tease her as he moved around behind her. "You better get over it because I was ordered to watch over you at all times now. That means we are going to get comfortable with each other very soon very quickly." She heard the zipper and her face became even hotter as her mind was in a whirl. "I hear no more objections about me staying here with you then?" She could practically hear his smirk in his tone.

"Asshole." She whispered beneath her breath, her face still as red as a tomato.

"Good." He chuckled in amusement. "Because you don't have any say in the matter." His breath was upon her ear as he leaned over her, making her tense up. "You can turn around now." She half turned to yell at him, but then stopped. She noticed that he now had on black pajama pants and t-shirt. "What is that look?" He smirked. "You disappointed?"

"Yes." She admitted, even though her face was still flushed as she turned her head away with a huff. "Because if you was still naked I would have kneed you in the nuts."

He laughed through his nose. "Now hurry and get dressed Princess, so we can get to bed." He casually threw the clothes at her he had in his hand, and she easily caught them. "You need some beauty sleep—You look like shit."

"Wonder why?" Sarcasm dripping as she turned around. She reached down to her shirt, only to paused. She glanced over her shoulder, only to see his back was already facing her, turned around.

"What?" He spoke up when he didn't hear her moving. "You disappointed again? Want me to watch you or something? You get off on that?"

"Just shut up, shrimp." She mumbled under her breath as she finished changing out of her uniform and into a t-shirt and pajama pants, similar to his own. Except they were a little too big for her size. The shirt collar hung off her shoulder, and her pants barely kept up on her hips. "Alright, I'm done."

"'bout time." He whispered to himself as he walked over to the door and turned off the light, making it considerably darker in the room.

As she walked over to her own bed, and crawled under the covers, she heard him doing the same thing. "Keep your hands to yourself tonight, shrimp, and you won't have to lose them."

"Strange, I was just about to say the same thing to you, perverted princess."

"As if I would ever…" Kagome grumbled to herself. She turned in the bed, making her back face the direction of the short crazy male- "He is the one who held me while I was naked in the bathroom—"- She held back a wince when she rolled onto her injured arm, reminding her.

"Stop complaining in that alien language of yours and get to sleep."

She wanted to yell at him, but she opted not to, the throbbing in her arm quelling her rage.

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I'll do what I can to update, while trying to rest from my cold. It hit me hard, and I had to still work. I'm recovering though and I can't complain much. A job is a job.

Work makes money, and I need money to eat and pay bills. Sadly, fanfiction doesn't pay me anything. (Though I wish it did…)

On top of that I've been trying to juggle writing this story and actually some kind of book, so I might actually make a living off of writing… Which is something I really want to do. *Shrugs* but we'll see how that goes when I get off my butt and finish one of my many uncompleted ideas I have on this stupid computer.

I'll see you guys on my next update! Which might be next week some time, if I'm feeling better, but that's a big 'if'... This cold kicked my ass.