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(A/N-WARNING-this is the weird chapter! No flames, please, it serves a huge purpose. Also, Inuyasha seems a little weird, but that's ok, he'll get back to his old self next chapter.)

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Chapter five-The Breakdown

Sitting in his office as usual, Inuyasha wasn't one to waste his time. He was polishing and buffing his wonderful guns and knives, making sure that they were completely shiny because Sango finished them early. Everyone else was probably asleep, he figured, so no point in wasting his day.

He had cooled down quite a bit from hit outrage with Kagome. He knew that if she were to return, he'd probably go back to his egotistical self and tease her about being a stupid slut like always. In fact, he almost wanted to, as if that would make him and her feel better about that stupid disagreement they had.

Not that he cared or nothing…

His cell phone rang, and he gave it a strange look because it normally didn't ring this time of day without an emergency being the reason. He was cautious. Picking it up, he answered it carefully. "Uh, yea?"

"Inuyasha? It's Miroku."

"What is it?" He was surprised because of the concern in Miroku's voice. He was starting to not like this very much.

"We have a bit of a problem…see, I'm in Sango's apartment because she called me over, and it appears that Kagome is having a nervous breakdown. It's not a pretty sight."

"Whoa, whoa, wait, a nervous breakdown? Explain what she's doing."

"Sango says when she came home, there were broken dishes and plates all over the floor, and Kagome was sitting in the middle of the kitchen floor in hysterics. We aren't sure what set her off, but we have no idea how to stop her and get her to tell us what the problem is. Do you have any advice?"

Inuyasha instantly grew worried. He started to fear that he was the cause of this breakdown. He growled to himself. "You've tried talking to her?"

"Yes, we've tried everything, but she won't talk to us Inuyasha. If we ask her what's wrong, she'd just stare right through us and mutter something that we can't make out. I'm worried about her, and Sango is almost in tears at the sight of her. I mean it's horrible." Inuyasha could hear the sounds of a scream in the back round and the sound of Sango trying to calm her down with her voice. A dish broke and Miroku sighed. "Fuck, she's breaking dishes again."

"I'll be there in a minute, keep her from hurting herself." He sat there staring off for a second and shook his head, trying to see if he had just imagined it. A nervous breakdown wasn't a good thing at all…if he remembered correctly, it could cause permanent memory loss of the past to the person who was having it.

He had to admit he would never wish that to happen to Kagome.

He quickly started to put all his weapons back on, jumping out his window to land with a thump on the ground. He basically jogged into the front of the building next door. Never touching the stairs, he jumped from one base to the next until he hit the very top story. However, instead of jogging to the room, he walked quietly and slowly down the hall. In the back of his head, he was hoping that it was all some sick joke that he could kill that stupid monk for even thinking of making.

However, he knew by the sound of his voice over the phone that it wasn't a joke. Something went terribly wrong with Kagome, and he had a feeling that he had a big part of it.

His overwhelming need to care about Kagome had come back, and now nothing mattered more than figuring out what was wrong with her. He wouldn't rest until the problem was fixed, either. He meant it when he said he needed her…although he wasn't exactly sure why he needed her so much, but he wouldn't argue with himself over it.

When he entered the apartment he found Miroku was right; it wasn't a pretty sight. Dishes were everywhere, broken and not, and there were holes in the walls from where they were thrown. He could indeed hear hysterics and smell the salt of tears. No doubt it was Kagome by the tone of the sobs.

He urgently walked into the kitchen to the sight of Miroku restraining Kagome in a full nelson. Sango was biting her nails nervously by the fridge, and as soon as she noticed Inuyasha she sighed with relief. "Its like she's not even in there. Can you do something?"

He looked her over carefully, his face now an unreadable mask. She was in just a black tank top and pants, her hair was still in a ponytail, but it was a frizzy mess. Her mascara ran down her cheeks with the still wet streaks of her tears. Her arms had little cuts and slices, as if she had struggled with something or fought someone off. Her sobs were not a pleasant thing to hear as she fought against Miroku so she could continue throwing plates.

Inuyasha removed his coat and noticeable weapons, placing them on their kitchen table quietly. He approached her carefully, hoping not to shock her or anything. He waved a hand in front of her face and noticed that she couldn't, or wouldn't, focus on him. He sighed, shaking his head in disappointment and grabbed her chin, forcing her to stop her movements. "Kagome? Kagome wake up."

After a moment, her eyes focused, and she stopped her movements to sob weakly. It seemed that she stared at him, recognizing him but not quite telling who he was. That fact relieved him slightly, but he couldn't stop worrying about whether she was fully all right or not.

She shivered after a moment and looked down at the floor. Inuyasha looked up at Miroku. "Set her down." He said quietly.

Gently, Miroku put Kagome on her knees and Inuyasha knelt in front of her. "Kagome? Are you alright?" His nose and instincts instantly told him that something wasn't right at all. He leaned in and sniffed her neck, pulling back with wide eyes. "Shit, what the hell happened to you?" She seemed ill, and possibly drunk. He could also detect a good amount of chemicals in her system, what he wasn't sure but he knew they were there. It wasn't something that he liked sensing, especially with her.

She closed her eyes and sniffled, gently pulling her arms away from Miroku to wipe her eyes carefully. She opened them and looked around the apartment, gasping at all the broken plates and dishes on the floor. She picked a piece of plate up and stared at it carefully, more tears welling up in her eyes. "I…I did this?" She began to shake uncontrollably, and she tried to grab her shoulders to stop them.

Inuyasha grabbed her hands for her to stop her shaking. "That doesn't matter, what matters is what's wrong with you. What happened, Kagome?"

She sobbed and leaned back against Miroku again, who had knelt behind her, and she put a shaking hand over her mouth. She shook her head constantly. "He did it because of me…it's all my fault…"

Sango made a hopeless gesture. "She says that over and over, and it doesn't make any sense. Then after a while, she'd start throwing things again."

Inuyasha nodded and leaned forward, gripping her shoulders and shaking her slightly. "Kagome, what are you talking about?"

She wouldn't answer him, just suddenly turned paler and moaned softly. Miroku, being the good person he was, put a hand on her forehead. "She has a high fever."

Sango nodded. "I think she overdosed, and I know she drank."

Kagome instantly put a hand on her mouth and with the help of Miroku stood, walking as quick as she could to the bathroom. Sango looked terribly worried and almost started after her, but Inuyasha grabbed her shoulder and shook his head. "I suggest you stay here. Seeing Kagome like this is worrying you too much." He followed her reluctantly into the bathroom.

Miroku bent down and started picking up pieces of glass, Sango slowly joining him with hands shaking just as badly as Kagome's. She continued to shake her head in disbelief as she put the pieces in the bag. "Miroku, you don't have to clean anything. This is my apartment."

"Sango, I'm happy to help."

"I'm sorry that you had to see Kagome like this. I should have come home earlier. Maybe I would know what's wrong with her."

He calmly glanced at her, his eyes caring and loving. "Sango, you're beating yourself up over something that couldn't have been helped. It is not your fault, so don't apologize for it."

She sighed and shook her head, dropping the glass and burying her face in her hands. "I have never been so scared for another person. She's acting possessed."

"It is the obvious signs of a nervous breakdown. Something has happened to her, and it's driving her with rage, or possibly grief."

"Well she does keep mumbling that it's all her fault. We just have to know what she thinks is her fault."

"Inuyasha will handle it. He's gotten more of a response from her than anyone else."

Inuyasha stood in the bathroom doorway and watched Kagome wretch, his mind drawing a total blank about what he could do to help her. She was sick with all the emotions, and he was sure that their little argument hadn't helped. He was starting to feel guilty and responsible, and he wasn't sure he liked either of those human emotions.

When she finished, he dug through the cabinets and pulled out some towels, handing her one while she leaned back against the wall, panting heavily into her hands. He shook his head, able to scent the alcohol on the air. "You need to cut back on the alcohol. Tequila isn't the best alcohol to inhale." He viewed the counter and a pill bottle, opened with pills all over the place. He picked up the bottle and read the back with an eyebrow raised. "You shouldn't take pills when you're drinking, either."

She wiped her eyes and face with the towel. "I'm sorry. I…I'm not even sure what really happened."

He sat down beside her against the wall, making himself comfortable. "Would you like to tell me what upset you so much?"

Kagome looked down at her hands and talked quietly, although he would have heard no matter what. "I was watching the news and a special report showed up on screen. I was surprised to find that it was about my dad." She sniffled and leaned back, her voice started to crack the more she described it. "He's dead, and the police are saying it was suicide. All I remember was that the stupid man described it, and…and…something about it being my fault…" She inhaled and held it. "Then I felt immense guilt and anger and everything just…just sorta blacked out."

Inuyasha wasn't sure what to do. He felt terrible for her, but with inexperience with these emotions, he wasn't sure whether to talk to her or hug her, or both. He would have laughed at himself for even thinking of hugging her, but what could he do? He was partially responsible.

He compromised and put his hand on her shoulder, scooting a little closer to her. At least he was showing her that he was paying attention. "So you don't remember anything after you blacked out?"

She shook her head. "The next thing I knew, you were shaking me and telling me to snap out of it. It's like I was blind with fury at myself."

"Why would you be angry at yourself? It's not your fault that he's dead."

"I still feel guilty, like I could have done something about it. Maybe I could have called him or something…anything…"

Inuyasha couldn't take it anymore; her pain was making craters in the pits of his stomach. He swallowed his pride, sighed and grabbed her shoulders, pulling her into a fierce hug. She was tense at first but relaxed into his grip as he started to slowly rub her back. "It's alright, Kagome."

She rubbed her eyes, then closed them tightly, wrapping her arms around his chest. She felt better, almost knowing that he understood what she was going through. She also knew how hard it was for him to comfort her, and she was very grateful he even tried. "Thank you."

Miroku grabbed Sango's arm and pulled her away from the bathroom door, smiling warmly. "I told you he could handle it."

Sango's eyes were wide with disbelief. "Talk about a day of surprises. I still swear I have never seen Inuyasha touch another person without intending to kill them."

"Kagome has changed him. He's gotten so much nicer to us, even though he still has his killer reputation and no mercy towards the rest of the club. We have to remember that she's the reason he does that."

"He'll have no mercy with us if he catches us spying. I'm going to finish cleaning up."

"I'll join you."

Inuyasha still hugged Kagome tightly, although his ears had picked up the conversation outside his door. He almost growled at them, but he listened and decided to think about it. They were right, after all. He doesn't usually do stuff like this, and yet the sound of Kagome's sobbing made a part of his heart ache. He would do almost anything to stop it, and that's why he was comforting the small girl in his arms. Even though he enjoyed her being so close to him, he knew exactly what she was going through, and he hated seeing her so miserable.

He wouldn't doubt it now. Miroku was right; he did like Kagome. It was the only way to explain what was happening to him. Of course, him being one of the main gang leaders in the state, he never thought he'd truly care about another person. But someone like Kagome changed him, just by joining his gang and crying her heart out over something that only he could understand.

He now knew why humans held onto people they cared about. He didn't think about it before, but now that he knew what human emotions really did to some people, he wanted nothing more than to stop it for her.

She sniffled and wiped her eyes. "I'm still sorry, Inuyasha."

"For what?"

"For ruining all of your dishes. I'm going to pay for them and give you extra money for repairs."

"I don't want your money. I want you to be ok."

Kagome stifled a sarcastic laugh and settled for smiling. "I'll probably be fine. A little sick with a hangover no doubt, but ok."

"I'll still have to make sure." He leaned back and looked her over. She still had tear streaks, but she looked much better now. She no longer smelled of those chemicals, so he assumed that she had just gotten rid of the pills. But the alcohol would be in her blood for a little while longer.

She smiled slightly at him and he returned it. "It does look like you're better."

She nodded and rubbed her eyes. "I should pick up the mess I made."

"You're not going to do anything but rest, Kagome. Besides, you scared Sango and Miroku half to death and they'd probably like to see you."

She gasped and quickly started to stand, Inuyasha standing first to help and hardly letting her do it on her own. One wave of dizziness hit her and she had to wait for a second before moving again, but once she was fine she headed out of the room and into the hall. She looked around at the walls as well as the floors and shook her head in shame. "That's it, Inuyasha, I demand to pay for the damage."

"You're not paying for it! You can pay me back by getting some rest."

Sango and Miroku walked into the room with trash bags in their hands. Sango almost dropped hers when she saw Kagome. The distressed lawyer, however, felt extremely embarrassed that she had acted the way she did. "I'm really sorry, you guys. I would pick it up myself, but Inuyasha won't let me."

Sango smiled. "He's right. The last thing you need to worry about is picking up a mess. You need some sleep, and a chance to relax."

"Well I'll say it forever, but I'm sorry this ever happened."

"It's not your fault, Kagome."

Inuyasha grabbed her shoulder and sighed. "Come on." She turned around and followed him down the hall into her room. He looked down at the carpet and noticed two wine glasses had broken against the door. Kagome laughed nervously. "That was before my breakdown."

"What'd you do?"

"It was after our little argument, and Sango asked me questions that pissed me off so I threw wine glasses. I don't know why, I just did."

He sighed even deeper and looked around her room. "You have pajama's to change into?"

Kagome shrugged. "Not really pajamas, but yea I do."

He turned around and faced the door. "Well put them on. I won't look."

She stared at him and then walked over to her drawer, opening it and pulling out her shorts. She removed the objects from her pockets and put them on her nightstand, then changed in record time. She looked through her drawers for a t-shirt and changed into it next, then picked up her clothes off the floor. "You can look now, Inuyasha."

He turned around and held his hand out for her clothes. After she slowly handed them to him, he held out his hand again and she raised an eyebrow at it. He chuckled at her. "Your tequila and any other alcohol that you have stashed in here."

Kagome snorted and walked over to her bed, bending down and pulling out a large suitcase from underneath it. After hauling it up onto her bed, she opened it to reveal a large stash of assortments of wine, tequila, vodka and other alcohol. Inuyasha raised an eyebrow at it. "You an alcoholic?"

"No, but I do like having my own stash. Do you have to take all of it?"

"Yea, you need a break from alcohol. Pills too, for that matter." He pointed at the half empty tequila bottle. "That is some strong shit, and you drank half of it in one downing didn't you?"

Kagome slammed her suitcase shut. "Ok, ok, you've made your point. So you're cutting me off?"

"For now."

She looked up at him and pouted. "Not even wine or margaritas?"

"No alcohol for a week. I'm not doing it to be mean, I'm doing it so you don't get poisoning. I can't have you dying on me from something that could have been prevented."

"Hmm…" She sighed and handed him the suitcase, watching him set it and the shirts on the dresser. He walked around her room and sniffed, and Kagome watched him with interest as he continued to inspect her room. "What are you doing?"

"Somehow, I get the feeling that's not your only stash…" He walked over to her closet and opened the doors, looking around until he spotted a box. He reached down and opened it, revealing more wines and daiquiris. "Just as I thought."

Kagome started to mutter before speaking so matter of fact to him. "Those are old, I haven't even opened them."

"Well I'm taking them anyway." He walked over to her door and called Sango in, handing her the suitcase and her clothes. "Go put those in the living room." Waltzing back into the closet, he picked up the box and followed his other second out the door. Kagome sat on the edge of the bed and pouted. Damn, I thought he wouldn't find the ones in the closet…

He returned through the door and sniffed, giving her the eye when he was done. "There's still alcohol in here. Where is it?"

Kagome glared at him and stood, walking over to her dresser. She opened her undergarments drawer and pulled out a bottle of tequila, slowly handing it to him. He sniffed the air again, finally satisfied that the room was clean. "Ok, I think I got it all."

"Not even a sip of alcohol now and then?"

"No. I'm going to have a lot of people make sure you don't, and if you do you won't leave my sight until your week's up."

She pouted and looked down. "Ok, fine…"

"Get in bed, Kagome. You need your rest."

She slowly complied and climbed into the bed, grabbing her pillow and nestling her cheek into it. Inuyasha walked over to the nightstand and picked up her cell phone, then smiled down at her. "I'll be in your living room if you need anything."

"My living room? Don't you have work to do?"

"What, do you mean to ask if I don't have a life? I'm insulted..." He stated sarcastically. "I'm going to stay in your apartment. I have things to do here as well, and I'd like to keep an eye on you."

"Well, thank you, Inuyasha."

"Night." He turned out the light and left the room with a crack in the door, leaving her to do nothing but close her eyes and grieve over the loss of her kin.

Sango and Miroku were going through the suitcase and box, marveling over the things that Kagome had kept hidden away. "I had no idea that she drank so much, Inuyasha."

He sighed and sat the bottle in his hands down in the box. "Three different stashes of alcohol in her room. I don't want her drinking for a week, and if you catch her even taking a sip, let me know. I already told her that the club would be watching her."

Sango nodded. "No problem. We got all the glass picked up. We are lucky to still have a few plates and glasses left."

"Well I wouldn't suggest telling her that. And don't let me forget about the glass on her carpet."

Sango sighed grudgingly. "Oh yea, I forgot about that."

Miroku looked around the walls, actually impressed with the strength the plates had been thrown. "There are many dents and holes in your walls now, Sango. Many…large dents and holes."

Inuyasha grunted in response. "I'm going to take care of all of that. I'll have a person come in and fix them later, after Kagome rests up a bit."

"When should I give her the weapons back?"

Inuyasha plopped down on the couch, scratching the back of his head. "I don't know…she still worries me, so don't give them back yet."

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to stay here and lounge around for a while. I have nothing better to do, anyway."

Sango stood and headed back for the kitchen. "What kind of drink do you want?"

"Do you have alcohol in the cabinet?"

"Yes."

"Hide them somewhere. Don't let Kagome have any of it."

"Ok, but what kind do you want?"

"I think I'll just have a bottle of her wine, thanks anyway."

"Ok."

Miroku looked through Sango's DVD rack, spinning it like a lazy Susan as he gazed at them. "How about a movie, Sango?"

"You're staying here, too?"

"I figure I might as well. What else would I be doing at this time of the day?"

"True. I don't care, pick one."

Inuyasha laughed to himself and stared at the monk like man. "They aren't a bunch of chick flicks, are they?"

Miroku smirked. "Inuyasha, you're talking about Sango here. She's a tom boy if I ever saw one, hell she doesn't even own a dress."

"Just pick one you know I'd like."

He went through the DVD's until he came up with one called 'Triple X' and stuck it in. Even though the movie was great, Inuyasha hardly listened. He was too busy keeping his ears out for noises in Kagome's room, and he heard the occasional sigh and slight moans. He figured she'd have a nightmare and a hell of a hangover, and he wanted to be there to help her. Even if he wasn't sure why he wanted to, he would do it and no one would argue with him about it, not even his own mind.

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Three movies later, the bottle of wine was almost gone, but Inuyasha wouldn't get drunk unless he had quite a few bottles. Kagome's door opened and his attention instantly turned to it. She walked out of her room holding her probably throbbing head, going into the kitchen. Since Sango and Miroku were sleeping and holding each other on the couch, Inuyasha decided to see what she needed. The main reason because he knew that he wouldn't be spied on.

He stood and walked to the doorway, leaning on the doorframe. "Kagome?"

She turned and winced at the sound of his voice. "Where's Sango?"

"She's asleep. Can't I help?"

Kagome rubbed her eyes with both hands. "I need a Tylenol, or two, or four…"

He shook his head. "Kagome, I don't think that having drugs while you have alcohol in your system is a good idea."

She almost cried. "Oh, Kami my head hurts…" She closed her eyes and sat down on the kitchen floor, leaning her head back against the fridge. She pressed the palms of her hands against her eyes and moaned loudly while Inuyasha sat down beside her. "I feel like I got ran over by a train."

"That's what hangovers usually feel like. Don't tell me with all the alcohol in your room that you've never had a hangover."

She snorted and gave him the 'what do I look like to you' look. "I told you, I just liked having a stash. It's not like I go chugging it like I did that tequila shit…" She put a hand on her stomach and let out a voiceless moan. "And I'm going to hurl soon, but if I stand up too fast I'll just fall back down."

He reached over and grabbed the kitchen trash, holding it next to her. "Then use this."

Kagome smiled weakly. "Thanks."

"No problem."

She looked down at her feet and sighed, playing a little battle with her thumbs. "Inuyasha, why are you being so nice to me? Why aren't you picking on me, or telling me that it serves me right or something?"

He raised his eyebrows and stared down at the floor. "I sorta feel responsible for it. The reason you drank was because of our fight. Not to mention it's not fair to pick on a sick person. And besides, for the first kidnapped victim that wasn't afraid of me, I think that you deserve me being nice for a change."

"I didn't think that you would care. But thanks for bringing me out of that state of hysterics."

"Like I said, no problem."

Kagome kept her eyes closed as she relaxed her head against her arms. "Do you regret it, Inuyasha?"

"Regret what?"

"Kidnapping me."

That was a question he wasn't expecting. He answered truthfully, though, because he knew he had nothing to hide. "No. I don't regret much of anything, but definitely not taking you."

"Why not? All we do is argue and piss each other off."

"Arguing is fun, especially with a real challenge. It may piss us off at first, but I know that neither of us really mean it."

"I believe it to be a struggle for dominance. Both of us are used to being on top."

Inuyasha snorted. "Well the male's supposed to be the dominant one, you're just difficult. Having an intelligent person argue with me is harder than I could have imagined."

She looked at him like she couldn't believe it. "I'm difficult?"

"Yes, you are. But take note that I complimented you by calling you intelligent. I don't compliment often."

She sighed and clenched her eyes shut. "You must be right, because my head hurts too much to argue."

"Wow, you really are sick aren't ya?"

"You should be able to smell the alcohol content in my bloodstream, Inuyasha. I'll be sick for a week with my luck."

"You're tougher than that, surely you'll pull out of the hangover by tomorrow."

Kagome pushed her head into her hands and moaned. "That's a long time to sit around in pain."

"So don't sit around, go back to bed."

She looked at him carefully, her eyes bloodshot and dry. "I can't go to sleep with this headache. It's the reason I woke up in the first place."

"Well couldn't you take a bath or something to help?"

She shook her head. "Trust me, I would love it, but I'd probably fall asleep or pass out and drown. What do you do about hangovers, that is, if you have them?"

He leaned back more against the fridge, looking up in thought. "I force myself to go to sleep until it pass's, unless I have something to do. Then everyone stays away from me because I tend to kill when I'm not feeling well."

Kagome smiled and looked at him with eyes full of innocence. "Could you possibly help me up?"

He nodded and stood, carefully bending down and helping her to her feet. She leaned against the fridge for a second before she rubbed her eyes again. "I guess I'll try and go back to bed."

"Want me to come in there with you?"

She was a little shocked with his question and she had to stop so she could process it. He put a hand on her shoulder and laughed. "I mean so I can help you go to sleep. Maybe a story, or something will help."

Kagome laughed with her eyes closed. "I'm not used to you being nice to me."

"I'm getting it out of my system so as soon as you're better we can argue again. Sympathy for my only well matched opponent."

She shook her head, still chuckling softly. "It doesn't matter to me, Inuyasha, you can do what you want. All I know is I'm going to bed." She slowly walked back to her room and Inuyasha followed suit. He had many thoughts, but one was that he planned on double checking her room for more alcohol, even though his sensitive nose told him there was no more. He did not like seeing Kagome with a hangover at all, and he vowed to never see it again.

She sat down on her bed and rubbed her temples, happy that the room was so dark thanks to Inuyasha's taste. He leaned against her dresser and stared at her, waiting until she was done rubbing her eyes so she could look at him. "So whadda ya want, a story, your back patted, maybe I could insult you to sleep…"

Kagome couldn't help but laugh at him. "Insult me to sleep? Boy that's rich…" She rubbed her eyes again but kept the smile. "Like I said, do whatever you want. You don't even need to stay in here, I'll eventually pass out again anyway."

"I'd rather you go to sleep then pass out. You wouldn't get rid of me if you passed out."

"Well while you're being so nice, that wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing."

He raised the corner of his lip into a half smile. "Uh…thanks?"

She smirked and got back under her covers. "No problem." She buried her face in her pillow and clenched her eyes shut as she let a wave of nausea go through her. Then she slowly lifted her head and turned it back on her cheek as she exhaled and inhaled with delicacy.

Inuyasha waited for a minute before going over to her bed and sitting down on it, watching her clench her eyes shut in an attempt to relax. He almost cursed himself for having a soft side, but he did enjoy it a little, the feeling of caring for another person. It almost made him feel more egotistical with his pride, but first thing was first; she needed some sleep.

He carefully placed a hand on her upper back and rubbed it soothingly, feeling her whole body relax with his sudden attention. His pace was slow and his touch was light, and he didn't stop until he could hear the changes of her breathing when she shifted from awareness to slumber. He looked around the room at her clock and widened his eyes. That was quick for thirty minutes…

Once he was certain she was asleep, he was up and out of her room, leaving a small crack in the door. He decided that he wanted to hear everything, from all her breaths to her moans of pain. He would be her guardian, no one else, because all of a sudden it was his job to take care of her.

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(A/N-Short chapter, I know, but this is the weird chapter that I was talking about, in case you couldn't tell. The purpose is to show that Inuyasha is slowly falling for her. He may deny it, but it's obvious, ne?

And trust me, it does go back to normal, and her dad's death just says that now she has no where else to go, and that she needs the gang more than ever. It serves another purpose, too, but I won't tell you until later.

And you also notice that Inuyasha is starting to take care of her? Like not letting her drink for fear of her health, and making sure she went to sleep…It's SO CUTE!)