By: InsanelyHappy

A/N: I love all my reviewers! Thanks ever so much, it is, as always, much appreciated. Sorry, I haven't written in a while, but you'll just have to forgive me (again). This chapter is longer than the last one, hope you're happy. Well, I'll stop my rambling now. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha in any way or form.

Living in a Horror Movie

Chapter Four: Never Trust Batteries

Kagome pushed down a scream of her own. 'No need to panic,' she rationalized. 'It's just a power outage, that's all. Everything will be fine.'

"Kagome?" asked Inuyasha. "What's going on?"

Turning towards the sound of his voice, Kagome strained to adjust her eyes to the lack of light. "It's nothing to worry about-"

"I am not worried!"

Kagome sighed in exasperation. "What I was saying, Inuyasha, is that this isn't anything serious. I'll just go check the power box."

"Oh, well, alright then," he agreed. "Um, Kagome?"

"What is it now?"

"Where is this 'power box'?"

Kagome hesitated. "It's in the basement." Maybe it was just because she had just been watching a horror movie, but Kagome really didn't want to go into the basement alone, especially not in the dark.

"Did you want some help?" Inuyasha asked, seeming to sense her reluctance.

"No thanks," Kagome said firmly. "I can do this by myself. You just stay here. I shouldn't take long." Much as she knew that she really did want company, Kagome didn't want to seem like a scared little child.

"Well, if your sure...." Inuyasha replied.

Steeling her resolve, Kagome stated, "I'm positive."

Kagome felt her way along the wall until she came to the kitchen. Finding the drawer she was searching for, she pulled it open. Groping blindly through its contents, she breathed a sigh of relief as her hand found the flashlight. Switching it on, she was pleased to find that she could now see where she was walking, although she was concerned about the way the beam of light seemed to stutter between bright and dim.

Padding lightly down the hall, she came to a flight of stairs that led downward into the basement. Nervously, she began her dissent.

Reaching the bottom, she scanned the basement with the flashlight. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary: there were boxes filled with things from her childhood, stacks of papers that desperately needed to be recycled, and hundreds of bizarre odds and ends which belonged to her grandfather. And there, right beside a jar of what suspiciously looked like a jar of dead lizards – 'Why does Grandpa have to collect these things?' Kagome wondered – was the door to the pantry. Inside, she knew she would find the power box. Picking her way through the mess, Kagome shuffled over to the door.

Kagome opened the door, trying her best to block out the screech of the hinges. A billow of dust clouded the air. Coughing, Kagome waited until the dust settled. Using the flashlight to look about the room, her heart almost stopped when she saw a terrifying looking shadow lurking behind one of the many jars lining the shelves.

Inuyasha sat fidgeting on the couch. "What is taking her so long?" he muttered. He had no problem being in the dark, because his eyes were able to see in the dark much more easily than the eyes of a normal human. Sighing, Inuyasha rose from the sofa. "She probably got stuck somewhere. I'd better go see if she's alright."

Kagome laughed at herself. The terrifying shadow that she had been so frightened of had in fact turned out to be a small spider. Grinning, Kagome moved confidently to the power box. She sure was glad that Inuyasha hadn't seen her so scared of a little bug.

Opening the box, she stared at all of the switches. She flicked a couple, but nothing happened. "Oh, who am I kidding?" she asked herself. "I have no idea what I'm doing." She closed the power box with a sigh. "I guess that I will just have to call someone. I'm sure somebody will be able to help."

Kagome turned around to head back upstairs when, with a flicker, the batteries in her flashlight went out. Try though she might, Kagome could not get the flashlight to work. "This is not my day," Kagome grumbled irritably.

Groping her way in the general direction of the door, Kagome tried to see in the darkness. And that was when she saw them. Watching her from the doorway, blocking her exit, were a pair of yellow eyes, with almost catlike pupils. Perhaps she could have convinced herself that it was just Buyo, if only the eyes had not been about her own eye level off the floor. With a shiver of horror, Kagome realized that they looked exactly like the eyes of the killer from the movie.

A/N: Yay! Done another chapter! Hope you liked it. Reviews are always lovely. The pace of the story has picked up compared to the first chapter, so I expect I'll be wrapping this up in about two more chapters. So far I haven't gotten any flames, from previous chapters at least, so I'll assume it doesn't totally suck.