Chapter 2: Clothes
After settling the matter of their identity (taking off their shirts just to prove they did not have any developed breasts, and insisting that no they were not just really, really flat, Naraku thought he could get some semblance of peace.
Naraku was wrong.
He felt his left eye twitch, "And just what…are you wearing?"
Kagome blinked, then looked down at her clothes—clothes she's worn for years, "My normal indoor clothes."
Naraku's eye twitched again. No, whatever she was wearing, it was not clothes and—was that a hole on her shirt and her jeans—?!
No, rubbing his face with both his hands, this won't do. Those things were bloody rags, not clothes.
Kagome watched as he went to his room, came out with a pair of his own shirt and jeans, went to a drawer and pulled out a needle.
Naraku felt his eye twitch again as he felt the amusement coming off in waves at the only occupied room in their home.