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Ghost
Chapter 3: Inuyasha likes chick flicks. Who knew?

A week has passed with no other sign of Kagome. Not even Inuyasha had seen her. For that he was happy. His ears were still ringing from that 'wake-up call.' But in truth Kagome had just been in the attic working with her 'powers.' She had learned to move objects with her mind. (kinda creepy huh?) She also learned how to fly faster without concentrating as much.

"Come here." Kagome called to the candlestick she had been using for practice. As it came to her she couldn't help feeling like a Jedi, the way they always called their sabers to them. She smiled and started flinging the candlestick around making the whooshing sound, like in the movies, "Luke, I am your father!" She started giggling. 'That's enough training. Time to test my abilities!' With that decided she sunk through the floor to the room Sesshomaru was studying in.

Kagome looked over his shoulder, 'Math huh? Never liked the subject.' She looked for something she could do. Her eyes locked on his head. 'What pretty hair!' She reached for his hair. She parted it three ways.

Sesshomaru turned around, "Wha. . ." Silence. He shrugged and turned back around. The feeling of his hair moving and twisting came back. He turned around again, only to see much of his hair being put in a braid. "Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!" Books and papers flew everywhere, as Sesshomaru ran for the door. Hopefully it would let go of his beautiful hair. He looked back. It was still there. "My hair! It's got my beautiful hair!" He screamed running through out the house.

Inuyasha looked out his door, only to see his brother fly by with a cackling Kagome attached to his hair, braiding it. "No. . ." He mumbled. "I thought she was gone!" He slammed his door shut.
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Back to Kag and Sess:

Sesshomaru was still running through the house screaming, his hair still floating mysteriously behind him being braided. "The ghost! It's got my hair! Someone. . . Anyone," he screamed down the hall. "Get this psycho bitch off of me!!"

Mr. Inu opened his door. Looked at Sesshomaru's floating hair then yelled, "We are not being HAUNTED!!" Mrs. Inu, standing next to him, sweatdropped. She hit him over the head. "Ouch! Bon-Bon! What was that for?!"

Mrs. Inu blushed at the stupid little nickname he gave her. "You're very dense, you know that don't you? Or are you just in denial?" She shook her head and turned around tossing an "Idiot" over her shoulder.
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Sesshomaru felt his hair go slack. He turned around. Nothing. He looked at his hair. All still there. Phew. . . close call. Who knows what she could have done to his beautiful hair? He hugged the long braid, then went back to his study den.
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Inuyasha's cell phone went off, playing 'Beauty and the Beast.' "Yea?" He asked lazily.

"Hey Inu, I just called to say that me and Sango are on our way over." The voice answered.

"Kay. Oh and, before I forget," his voice lowered to a whisper. "Do you have the stuff?"

"Yea, I got it. Don't worry."

"Good."

"Oh, I gotta go. Bye Inu."

"Kay. Bye Miroku." With that he hung-up.

*5 minutes later *

-Ding Dong- (hey bear with me.)

"I'll get it!" Inuyasha jumped down the stairs and opened the door. There stood Miroku and Sango. "Where's the stuff?" Inuyasha whispered. It was more of a demand than a question.

"Right here." Miroku also whispered, handing Inuyasha a plastic bag.

"Really, you guys, why do you have to whisper? It's just-" Sango was cut of by Inuyasha and Miroku.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"My family has very sensitive hearing. They'll hear you!"

"Yea Sango! We don't want anyone finding out about this!" "Boys. . ." Sango mumbled.

"Come on. To my room!" Inuyasha said, pointing to the staircase. They climbed the two flights of stairs to Inuyasha's room. When they got there Inuyasha looked around the hall, opened the door, then looked around the room. Satisfied, he let them in. Sango just rolled her eyes.

"Ok. Here we go." Inuyasha emptied the contents of the bag onto his bed. There laid two movies: Ever After and Titanic. He put Titanic in the VCR and pressed play. At the end of the movie Miroku and Inuyasha were in tears, Sango was on the verge of tears. Inuyasha felt something wet on his head and looked up. There stood Kagome. "What are you doing in here?!"

Miroku and Sango looked at him as if he were crazy. "You told us to come over today. I even called you to confirm it."

"Yea."

"Not you!"

"Well I saw and heard your little conversation down stairs. I thought you were on drugs or something, so I came up here to lecture you. Turns out you like chick flicks. Who knew? This is my favorite part of the movie! It's so sad! You're the first guy I've ever seen cry because of it though." Kagome replied.

"Shut up!"

"Uh. . . Inu we didn't say anything." Miroku commented.

"Not you!"

"Then who?"

"Her." Inuyasha said, pointing to Kagome.

"Inuyasha. There's nobody there."

Inuyasha sighed. "Look guys the house is haunted, and by the peskiest ghost in the whole fuckin' world."

"Okay. . ."

"I'm serious!"

"Right." Miroku made a crazy motion with his hands.

"Show them!" Inuyasha shouted to Kagome.

Kagome shrugged. "Ok." She walked over to his bed, picked up a pillow and whacked Miroku on the head with it. . . Repeatedly.

"I get it! I get it! Stop!" Miroku pleaded, until Kagome got tired of hitting him. When Miroku recovered he asked, "How do you know that she's here?"

"I can see her." Inuyasha replied, shrugging.

"Is she pretty?"

Inuyasha looked at Kagome then burst out laughing. Kagome sunk through the floor and reappeared a few minutes later. She came through the door because what she was carrying wouldn't go through anything. (for all you dense people: it was a solid object. So she couldn't bring it through the floor or anything.) Inuyasha was still on the floor laughing. Kagome raised the thing she was carrying above her head. Sango and Miroku winced. Inuyasha looked up just in time to dodge the frying pan that was coming down on him. He wasn't so fortunate a second time. So there laid Inuyasha, on the floor, unconscious.

"So. . ." Miroku started, felling stupid for talking to a pan. "What's your name?"

Kagome looked around for something to write with. She spotted a black permanent marker. Now, for something to write on. Her eyes locked on Inuyasha. She smiled, picked up the marker, and walked over to Inuyasha's unconscious form. She picked up his head, moved his bangs out of the way and on his forehead wrote: 'Kagome.'