Okay, people, here's the deal. I got lots of reviews, and really good ones, too! I think that I'll be using some of their wonderful ideas, but not in this chapter. I'll let you know when, and tell who I need to give credit to!

Last chapter was kinda interesting, but I meant for it to be that way. If you didn't understand it, you will later on. Now the next one!

Back to Inuyasha and Kagome...

Kagome yelped in surprise as a root snagged on her sneaker. She fell side ways into the bushes, and lay there.

"OUCH!!" She sat scrubbing at her foot, and yelling.

"OWOWOWOW!!!"

"Hey, get up."

Kagome glared at the young man's back as he stalked past her. She stuck her tongue out at him. Suddenly realizing what she was doing, she giggled to herself. She was so juvenile, sometimes! Inuyasha turned around to face her.

"I said get up, please. You need to get home. It's almost dawn."

Kagome scrambled to her feet, worry etched on her lovely face.

"Are you kidding me?! My little brother is still at his friend's house!"

She threw the stuffed toy down on the ground. It bounced with a squeak then came to a stop.

"I have been away the entire night, risked my life, and been insulted more times than I can count, all for that stupid toy!"

Inuyasha smirked, then frowned at the insult comment.

"What? I've been nice to you!"

"Oh yeah, REAL nice!" Kagome shot back sarcastically. The young man turned to go, shaking his head. Kagome scooped up the toy and hurried after him.

"Hey, I'm not done with you! Where are we? How long will it take to get home? What time is it?"

The teen kept walking. Kagome stopped in mid sentence, stooped, and picked up a hefty stone.

"Turn around, you oaf!"

Inuyasha turned around, and sighed. He opened his mouth to say something, then smirked, staring over her shoulder. Kagome froze, and slowly turned around.

On his knees, eye level with her belt, with hands at the ready, crouched a young man.

"HENTAI!!!"

Kagome, rock still in hand, slugged the boy as hard as she could, square in the face. He slammed to the ground, eyes firmly shut, mouth wide.

"Miroku, you're such a pervert! And you deserved that!" Inuyasha laughed.

Kagome slowly turned towards him, head bowed. The young man stopped laughing, but grinned cheekily as she brought her head up to shoot death at him with her blue eyes.

"Hey, nice hit! That's probably the best he's ever gotten!"

Kagome threw the teddy at him.

He dodged, laughing.

"Kagome, meet my good friend, Miroku. You'll have to get used to him, he IS a major pervert!"

The young man lying on the ground sat up slowly, and groaned loudly. His shiny black hair was tied back into a tight tail, and two gold rings bounced at his ears. He opened his eyes, peeking in Kagome's direction. Electric purple. Kagome felt her spine tingling.

Whoa!

He closed his eyes, still feigning major injury.

"Oh, my head! Cerebral injury, thank you very much! Ouch, oh, ooo, YOWCH!"

Inuyasha stalked over and slammed his tennis-shoed foot into the other man's chest.

"Get up, you wimp! I need to get this chick home, fast! And I don't need you trying to grab her on the way there. Oh, by the way, where's my car?"

Miroku pushed the foot off his chest, and Kagome stared at the toned muscle that slid beneath a tight black tank top. The dark purple over shirt had fallen to one side, giving any one a perfect view of his perfect chest.

Miroku gave Inuyasha a slightly sheepish grin. Inuyasha scowled darkly at him.

"Well?"

"Ah, that is...I meant to return it to you, I really did, but I needed a ride, and you had just left the keys on the table, and I was running late, so I just grabbed the keys and high-tailed it out of the house, but I forgot that you needed the car, so when I went over for the meeting, the gates were locked, and the ceme..."

"Shut up!" Hissed Inuyasha. Darting a glance at Kagome he clapped a hand over the rambling teen's mouth.

Kagome looked suspiciously at the two men. What was that all about? Gates? Meeting?

"Um, are you guys' room-mates?"

Inuyasha visibly relaxed. Miroku grinned at Kagome, his violet eyes gazing into her blue ones.

"Beautiful, charming, and intelligent! Oh, I forgot."

The young man walked briskly up to Kagome, knelt at her feet and took her hands.

"Beautiful woman, will you bear my child? Or twelve?"

Kagome stared at him. Yes, definatly crazy.

"Ah, um, hmm...no?"

"You pervert! Get away from her!" Inuyasha threw himself at the other boy, knocking him off into the bushes. Muffled grunting came from the long grass, and a few yelps.

Kagome stared at the quivering bushes. Yup, both crazy. She quietly scurried over to the teddy, scooped it up, and began to tip-toe away from the struggling boys.

"No, wait!"

Both boys came tumbling out of the grass, Miroku calling to her.

"Kagome! Kagome, right? Don't go! Don't leave me with this animal!"

Inuyasha pushed the other boy off him as Miroku struggled to rise. Light red tinged his eyes, but it was fading. Miroku extracted himself and rushed to her side. Kagome, alarmed, began scooting backwards again. Miroku stopped, and started to laugh.

"What?" Kagome stopped, insulted by the fact that he was laughing at her.

"You silly girl, I won't hurt you!" He took another step forward. When Kagome didn't move, he went towards her again. This time she moved. Spinning on her heel, she turned and ran. 'These guys are violent! And they're fighting over me! Crap!'

Suddenly, her ankle twisted, and her footing gave out, twisting her ankle savagely and tumbling her to the ground.

"Ow!"

Scooting across the ground feet first, she fell backwards, arms wind milling. Only to fall back into the strong arms of Miroku. Her spine tingled as his breath sounded in her ear, slightly faster than usual. Her ankle throbbed abominably, and she knew she had twisted it.

"Owie!" Tears came to her eyes as she tried to shift. Not that she really wanted to. Miroku was so strong...

The young man scooped her up into his strong arms, the teddy bear bouncing in Kagome's grasp. He gently pressed her head into his chest, and began walking back towards Inuyasha, who had remained sprawled on the ground.

Kagome's head spiraled as she breathed in the slightly spicy cologne of the boy. She relaxed in his arms, and closed her eyes. She was so tired.

Inuyasha rose as the other man came towards him, carrying Kagome. He folded his arms across his chest, and glared at Miroku. The other young man was gazing down at Kagome, whose chest slowly rose and fell, deeming her asleep.

"Oi, I'll carry her."

"Oh, she's not that heavy..."

"Oi, I said that I'd carry her."

Miroku grinned again, and remarked "Oh, so I see it. I didn't think it's happen again so fast!"

Inuyasha felt the heat rising in his cheeks. "It's not like that! She just reminds me of her..."

Miroku gave an infuriatingly knowing nod, still holding Kagome. He hastily relinquished his burden as his companion's eyes began to glaze red.

"Here you are. Mind her head!"

Inuyasha carefully arranged the sleeping girl in his arms. He didn't like Miroku holding her, not like that. He glanced at his watch. 5:00.

He turned his face away from the city, and began to walk.

"Let's go. We need to get her home."

With Miroku beside him, he gazed at the girls' serene face, then up at the stars. His face paled slightly as he remembered.

"Kikyo..."

Memories were unpleasant sometimes.

Sota's head slowly drooped. Burrowed under several blankets, the boy was drowsing. A sudden noise awoke him, and he jerked awake. Pascal looked down at the lamp he had broken. "Oops..."

He looked up at Sota, and said "Sota, you're dad called, and you need to go home. I asked if you could finish the night, but he said no. It's not even morning yet!"

Sota rubbed his eyes, and glanced about for his bear. Tears swelled in his eyes as he remembered where he was and why.

"Okay, but I thought my daddy was still gone..."

"Nope, he just called. I answered the phone!" Pascal said proudly.

"Thanks, Pas! Will you walk me home?"

Pascal shook his head. I'm sposta be sleeping. But I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"

Sota nodded, knowing that he was afraid of the dark. "Okay, I'll see you later!"

The young boy stood, and ambled towards the room's door.

He turned back. "Nite Pascal!"

With that, he turned and slid out the front door. Pascal yawned, and scratched hi head. Little did he know what was to happen because of his phone answering skills.

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