Ch.14 Babysitting and stealing

A/N: I had already typed this, but my disc broke and so you get the point. Anyways, my computer is back from the shop. It turns that a sector was corrupt. I'm back though so expect more updates on all of my stories. This is Rumiko's.

Things had been boring for the past few days since nothing had really been going on. No school assignments or projects. It was a Saturday and the residents of the Higurashi household weren't doing anything much. Kagome was lying on the sofa with a magazine, while Miroku and Sango just talked about how crazy things were in Kagome's time. Mrs. Higurashi and Souta were gone from the house. The reason being that Mrs. Higurashi had to work over time and Souta was staying at a friend's for the weekend. Inuyasha, on the other hand, had been frantically searching for ramen in the kitchen.

"Kagome, I swear we're out of ramen," he said for the 6th time that day.

"Then eat something else."

"We'll go get some," Miroku volunteered.

Sango eyed over at him. "Who's 'we'?"

"Me and you of course."

"But how would you get there?" Kagome interrupted. "My mom could always buy some when she gets back."

"Really, it's no problem. We'll find a way," he insisted.

"I want to come too," Shippo said. "Inuyasha's boring."

"Feh! It's not my damn job to entertain you," Inuyasha said closing a cabinet.

"I suppose you can come," Sango said. "I am."

They walked out the door. Now Kagome knew it was dumb to allow them to go like that, but she was so bored and really not up to tracking them down.

"Their asses are gonna get lost again," Inuyasha said smirking.

Ring ring!!

"I got it," he said with a grin.

The phone, Inuyasha's latest obsession. Whenever it rung he practically dashed for it. Not like anyone called him. Kagome just figured he was doing it to prevent her from talking to Houjo when he called.

"Hello? Who the hell is this?"

Kagome snatched the phone from him. How many times had she told him not to answer it that way?

"Hello?"

"Hello. Is this Kagome? This is Mrs. Sakamoto," a middle-aged woman's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Oh. Hello, Mrs. Sakamoto. It's been a long time." Mrs. Sakamoto was one of her mother's friends and Kagome had known her since she was a baby. Mrs. Sakamoto didn't visit often anymore now that she had her own children to watch.

"It has," she agreed. "Was that Souta that answered the phone?"

"No, no."

"Kagome, do you have a boy over there?" Mrs. Sakamoto inquired. The way she said it made it sound like Kagome had snuck him over.

"It's only Inuyasha," she replied.

"Only?" Inuyasha retorted. "Hell you should be bragging on me."

"Is he your boyfriend?"

Kagome nearly dropped the phone. "What?! No way. We're just friends. Believe me."

"Sooner or later. Well, enough of the chit chat. Let me get to the point. I and my husband are going on our 2nd honeymoon tonight. I know this is short notice, but I was wondering if you could possibly baby sit Yamiko and Kirie. You can bring your "friend" along as well. But you might have to spend the night over here—if it's no problem with your mom."

"No, of course not. There's no problem."

"I'm happy to hear it. I'm dying to meet this Inuyasha fellow. He sounds cute."

"He's cute all right. If you're into dogs."

"Huh? Well uh… I'll see you at 6. Still remember where my house is?"

"Uhm-huh. Bye, Mrs. Sakamoto." She hung up the phone.

"So…who was that?" Inuyasha wanted to know.

She told him who she was and what she'd wished for them to do that night.

"Feh. Why can't she watch them herself?"

"She's going out."

"She could take them anywhere."

"Not where she's going."

"Miroku, us going to buy ramen is one of the stupidest things you could have done. I don't know where to get it. This is Moonlight Park all over again," Sango said as they walked down the street.

Miroku shrugged. "Just wanted to get you alone."

"There were easier ways."

"Maybe we should ask somebody where to get ramen," Shippo suggested.

"Not a bad idea." Miroku found himself approaching a woman in her twenties. "Excuse me, Miss, but could you tell me where to buy ramen?"

"Sure, honey, at the supermarket."

"Suppermarket?" he repeated. "How far is it?"

"Only 15 kilometers."

"Thank you so very much."

"You're welcome." She smiled and wrote a number on his hand. "My name's Mariko." Then she strolled off. Miroku didn't quite understand the number she'd written on his hand, but walked back to Sango and Shippo.

"So…"
"The place we buy from is the supermarket. It's 15 kilometers away."

"Great," Sango said. "That's going to take forever on foot."

"Not if we have a moving thing."

Sango cocked her head to the side. "What's that?"

"What Kagome would drive."

"Ok."

"There's one." He pointed to a car whose engine was on its driveway. The owner had only went back in for a second.

"I don't know about this, Miroku," Sango said strapping on her seatbelt. "Do you know how to move these things."

He nodded. "I've been watching Kagome." He pushed his foot on the pedal and they backed out fast.

"Stop it!" Sango yelled as they nearly crashed into someone's mailbox. He let his foot off the pedal. The car continued to roll then BOOM!

"Miroku. Let me drive," Sango got out and took the drivers' seat. "We have to hurry and get out of these people's driveway. Now how do you move it?"

Miroku didn't know, he'd just been pressing pedals he'd thought Kagome used. "With that pedal."

"Huh?"

"Step aside and let Shippo drive." Shippo said transforming into Kagome and magically got the car working.

"How'd you do that?" Sango asked.

"Well, one day when I was at home, Souta let me play this driving game…"

Kaogme pulled up to a house similar to the Tsukino's (you know, from Sailor Moon) and got out the car. She began walking up the driveway when she noticed Inuyasha wasn't there. "Inuyasha, get out the car!"

"Why should I? I mean, I never said 'Yea, I'll watch your brats'. It was you remember?"

"I know, but I told her I'll bring you along. She's anxious to meet you."

He couldn't imagine why. "Feh! Fine!" He slammed the car door and walked up the walkway.

Ding dong!

The door opened and there stood a woman in her early thirties. "Kagome."

"Mrs. Sakamoto." They enveloped into a hug.

"Haven't seen you in a long time. I hope this'll be of no trouble for you."

"Of course not. I was bored to death."

"Good, I had tried to call the regular babysitter, Mariko, but she's sick."

(A/N: Didn't Mariko just give Miroku her number?)

"Well it's no trouble," Kagome assured her again.

"And is this your boyfriend, Kagome?" she said, finally noticing Inuyasha. "The one I spoke to on the phone?

"No and yes."

Mrs. Sakamoto seemed to be oblivious to Kagome's answers and smiled at Inuyasha, "You're cute. Take good care of Kagome for me."

"I always do," he said.

Kagome looked over at Inuyasha giving a look.

"Just charming." Mrs. Sakamoto turned back to the house. "Come on, Takeshi."

"Coming." Mr. Sakamoto walked down the stairs. "Let's go, huh?" He nodded. "Emergency number of the hotel on the fridge, they haven't had dinner yet, bedtime at 9. Hopefully, you won't have to call."

"I assure you, we'll get along fine," Kagome said.

"O.k. and don't you two do what we'll be doing." She winked.

Kagome giggled nervously. What was up with that woman? It's almost as if she expects or wants me to do something. They left in their car and Inuyasha and Kagome went inside.

"Hello?" she called out to the seemingly empty house. They had a study with walls of books and dark paneling and cream-colored carpeting. Kagome wondered how Mrs. Sakamoto managed to keep it so clean with two kids there. The dining room had a crystal chandelier and plenty murals of Japan on the walls and a smaller dining area.

She circled around to the kitchen that was in pale wood with gold and white vinyl flooring and counter tops. There was almost every appliance Kagome had ever heard of—and some she wasn't familiar with. There was a recreation room downstairs with a pool table, sauna, and exercise machines. Mrs. Sakamoto sure lived a wealthy life.

Kagome walked out on the patio, which was also empty and abandoned. But as expected, it was oversized with a six-foot board fence around it. Kagome walked back inside the house, calling their names again, "Yamiko? Kirie?"

"Hi, Mari—" a girl with long black hair and dark eyes started. She looked over at Kagome and Inuyasha. "Who the hell are you?"

Well, they certainly don't have manners, she thought. Kagome knew the minute she saw Mrs. Sakamoto's daughter she wasn't going to like being their babysitter. "My name's Kagome and this is Inuyasha. What's yours?"

"Is he your boyfriend?" the girl asked ignoring her question.

"No, we're just friends."

"Yea right."

"So where's your sister?"

"Upstairs. Kirie! Come down!"

"O.K." A girl that looked similar to Yamiko walked down the stairs. The only difference was that her black hair was pulled up into a Devil Hunter Yohko type style.

"You two must be the new sitters. I'm Kirie and that's Yamiko. I'm 11 and she's 10."

Kagome thought Kirie might be okay seeing as she was older and seemingly far more mature than Yamiko was.

"She's lying. I'm older!"

"UH-unh!

"Uh-hunh!"

At this time Inuyasha was growing tired of hearing them shout the same thing back and forth. Did it really matter? "Really! Who gives a damn who's older? I'm the oldest," Inuyasha interrupted.

"Inuyasha, let's watch our language," Kagome reminded.

"I had to do something to shut them up."

"You're my type of man," Yamiko said linking her arm around his.

"I'm looking for someone taller and older," he told her breaking free of her grasp. "Now where do you keep the ramen?"

"In the kitchen."

Kirie turned to Kagome. "We haven't eaten yet."

"I'll order some okonomiyaki. What do you guys like?"

"Mushrooms and pepperoni."

"Everybody likes Ukyo's okonomiyaki?"

"Yea."

As Kagome walked to the kitchen to get the phone, Yamiko took this as a chance to talk to him. "So your name's Inuyasha, right?"

"Yea."

"I wish my mom named me that."

"Oh wow!" Kirie said. "Are those ears on top of your head?"

Kagome, who had been listening, nearly dropped the phone. I told him to put on a bandanna. Well, at least I made him change his clothes. But still… I hope Mrs. Sakamoto didn't notice.

"Yea," Inuyasha answered.

"Cool, just like Ropponmatsu on Excel Saga and Digicharat…"
Inuyasha didn't have an idea of what she was talking about.

"Can I?" Kirie asked.

"Can you what?"

"Touch them."

"No. I hate when people touch my ears." Which wasn't all the way true, he did kind of like it when Kagome would rub his ears…

"Stop talking to my man," Yamiko interrupted.

"That's Kagome's man and I'm sure if she could hear you then…"

Inuyasha was starting to hate that he had came with Kagome in the first place. These brats were getting on his least nerves.

"Ride me around," Kirie said hopping on his back. She had climbed up the sofa to reach him.

"No."

"Ride me around," she commanded.

"I'll ride you around all right," he muttered.

"Inuyasha!" Kagome yelled from the kitchen.

"What?!" He turned back to Kirie. "If you don't get off me RIGHT NOW I WON'T be responsible for what happens."

"Fine."

"I guess this is the Suppermarket," Shippo said parking the car sloppily.

They approached the automatic doors and looked around. The place was packed; long lines and people stealing shopping carts.

"Sure is crowded," Miroku said.

Sango nodded. "But I just wonder who opened the door. I didn't even put a hand on it."

Her thoughts were interrupted by a tiny fox demon that was bouncing back and forth in a shopping cart. "Push me." Sango took hold.

"Hey, Sango, would you look at this." Miroku pointed to the motorized handicapped shopping carts. "It moves, like the thing outside."

"But this one looks less complicated than the thing outside," Sango observed eyeing it up and down.

"Whee! Sango! You have got to try this!" he yelled as it started moving.

Sango looked around to make sure no one was paying them any attention, "Miroku, stop! You're going to get in trouble. And you aren't acting like yourself."

"I know, but this is kind of fun. Come on." He grabbed her by the waist and sat her on his lap. Shippo immediately hopped into the basket.

"See, isn't this fun?" Miroku asked as he sped down one of the aisles, nearly knocking down an elderly woman.

Sango had to admit it was kind of fun, but… it still felt so wrong.

Their fun was interrupted by a slightly balding man that suddenly appeared in front of the cart. "YOUNG MAN!"

Miroku had to hit the brakes so abruptly that the stop nearly sent Shippo flying out of the basket. "Yes, sir?"

"Are you disabled?"

"No."

"Then why are you causing havoc in my store. Get off it or get out!" Then he dismissed himself.

"Well… I knew we would get in trouble," Sango said climbing off of his lap. "Let's go."

"The okonomiyaki will be here soon," Kagome said.

"Goody," the two girls ran up the stairs.

"Well, what do you think?" she asked plopping down on the sofa next to Inuyasha.

"I think this is real fucked up. Where's my ramen?"

She handed him a package and Inuyasha scarfed it down like he hadn't eaten for years. "When do we leave?"

Kagome shrugged. "Whenever Mr. and Mrs. Sakamoto get back."

"Kagome, what did that woman mean when she said 'Don't do what we'll be doing'?"

A noise sprang from up the stairs and down came the two children, telling them they'd decided to stay with them downstairs.

Yamiko stared over at Inuyasha. "Before this relationship of ours continues, you are a boy right? Not a cross dresser or drag queen?"

"First off, kid, we don't have a relationship. And second, I AM a boy! Better yet, a DEMON!"

(A/N" From the 1st moment I saw Inuyasha I knew he was a boy. Guess I'm smart even though my mom calls him 'girlie boy' and my dad calls my honey—and maybe yours too—a 'fag'. Parents can be so unintelligent)

"Sorry."

"And if you provoke me anymore I'll hurt you badly. IF you're weak, and you are, you'll be dead. I'm a demon, my name says. That's why I have ears on top of my head, long claws, amber eyes, and long silver hair. And I can't be trusted not to suffocate you in your sleep."

"Inuyasha!" Kagome was going to have to remember to give him a good 'sit' when the kids were gone. "Don't mind him. Inuyasha likes to write horror stories about demons. You're his next inspiration. I hope you weren't scared." O.k. I know. Lame. But I couldn't think of anything better to say, she thought.

They nodded and got ready to walk up the stairs, but Inuyasha couldn't help sharpening his claws while they were still looking at him. Then they ran up the stairs about to knock each other over to get from him..

"Inuyasha, stop it," Kagome said.

"Stop what? They were irritating me."

"Still, there were better solutions. Now they'll probably tell Mrs. Sakamoto what you said."

"Let them tell her, I'll deny it. And what kind of idiot parent would believe them? Sides, she likes me remember?"

"So…?"

"Hey! Kagome, Inuyasha! Come up and play with us!" Kirie yelled.

"Do we have to?" Inuyasha asked Kagome.

"We're babysitters, we have to."

They trudged up the stairs.

"Where are you?" Kagome called as they wandered down the dark hallway.

"The room with the Sailor Moon stickers on it!" Kirie yelled, again.

Kagome opened the door and nearly gasped. The room was painted a cotton candy pink, but it was hard to see the walls because wall scrolls and posters of various anime characters covered the wall. Life-size cardboard cut outs, magazines, plushies, DVDs, tapes—the works. On the bed was a Maison Ikkoku comforter.

"Wow…" The room was also surprisingly clean. There was a white dresser with a T.V. on it and a huge mirror against the wall.

(A/N: Every otaku's dream room. And if it's not yours, it's mine. Though I'd prefer an Inuyasha comforter and no pink walls! .)

"You like?" Kirie asked.

"Yea. It's nice," Kagome commented.

"Makes me want to puke," Yamiko said.

"Anyhow," Kirie said trying to ignore the rude comment. "I wanted you to play Barbie's with us."

Inuyasha didn't quite get Barbies and when he saw the miniature dolls he'd wondered who'd been so cruel as to shrunk a person. Kirie and Yamiko stared at him as if he was crazy. Kagome had to quickly make up a story about how Inuyasha was such a big kidder.

She walked over to a table that held a large dollhouse and some regular Barbie dolls. "Alright. Time for another episode of Dollhouse Drama," Yamiko said. "Kagome is Barbie, I'm Skipper, Kirie's Christie, and Inuyasha's Ken. In our last episode, Ken was cheating with both Barbie, his girlfriend; Christie, his boss; and Skipper, Barbie's little, but move experienced, sister."

This is gonna be something, Kagome thought.

"Now where would we find ramen?" Miroku wondered as they walked around the grocery store. Sango was pushing the cart and Shippo was riding in the child safety seat.

"I don't know, but that looks good," Shippo pointed to some cupcakes.

"I guess it wouldn't hurt," Sango said putting in a few packages. "Since we're here, we should try to get the stuff we want to as well."

Miroku nodded and they were busy sampling new tastes as Sango put it. They were eating in the grocery store.

"Excuse me," a woman asked.

Sango snatched the cupcake out of her mouth, she couldn't help but feel as if they were about to get into some trouble again. "Yes?"

"But are you two married?"

It was a sigh of relief that she'd asked her that instead of threatening kicking them out of the store. Before she could answer, Miroku took the opportunity to answer for her, "Of course. I'm Miroku Kazaa and this is—"

"No, we're not," Sango interrupted.

"Well, I think you two are a cute couple," the woman replied.

"Thanks," Miroku said smiling.

As soon as the woman was gone, Sango chose to speak. "Miroku…"
"What, darling?"

"Don't call me that. Why'd you tell her a lie? Or at least try to?"

"Oh. It's okay if you're embarrassed," he said as he smoothly placed his hand behind her back and pulling it down.

SMACK! "Let's go, Shippo," Sango said pushing the cart away from a retarded looking Miroku.

"Can we stop now?"

"No, Inuyasha," Kagome told him. "Just because Barbie has seen Ken cheating doesn't mean you can back out?"

Inuyasha cast a look at the Ken doll whose arms were wrapped around the Christie doll. "I don't give a damn about these dolls."

"C'mon, play along for a while. They're having fun." She pointed over to the girls who were giggling at something.

"So. I don't want to play anymore."

"Inuyasha…."
"Alright!" he yelled out, "Ken has a confession to make. He's committing suicide because he's tired of all these damn girls." With that, he pulled off Ken's head. "Ken died. I'm out!"

Ding dong!

"Well, since you're up here's the money for the okonomiyaki. Hand over the money, and then take it. Don't say a word," Kagome said.

"Yea yea." Inuyasha walked down the stairs to the front door and opened it.

The last person he expected in the world was standing there. Houjo wearing a white apron with fire engine red pants and a white button down shirt. "Houjo? What the hell are you doing here?"

"Delivering pizza. I work at Uk-chan—I mean Ukyo's okonomiyaki on the weekends. I'm a pizza boy."

Inuyasha laughed. Kagome expected him to pay Houjo? Yea right.

"The cost is—"

He cut him off, "Get this straight. I'm not paying you for a thing. You give me that shit and I might not tell Kagome."

"You live here?"

"No. I'm staying with Kagome, remember?

"Then what are you…?" Houjo straightened himself up and whispered, "Is she here?"

"None of your business. Now hand it over."

"I'm sorry, but it's my job to give you the okonomiyaki after I've collected the money."

Inuyasha sighed and said in a 'tsk tsk' voice, "So you'd rather do your job than not have Kagome know what you do?"

Houjo took a big gulp of air. Inuyasha wouldn't really tell would he? He thought he looked so embarrassing in this outfit, any other time it didn't really bother him but this was Kagome they were talking about. And he couldn't risk looking a fool in front of her, especially with Inuyasha there to make things worse.

But he couldn't, he couldn't let Inuyasha boss him around and risk him getting fired. Then Houjo made a firm voice that even surprised himself, "I'm sorry, but my job comes first."

Before Inuyasha could open his mouth another voice interrupted him. "Inuyasha! What's taking so long? If you're eating that okonomiyaki…" the voice trailed off, but the footsteps continued down the stairs.

Inuyasha had to think fast and he did. As he snatched the okonomiyaki, he slammed the door in Houjo's face. That was too easy, he thought. Why didn't I do that earlier? He stood in front of Kagome with the pizza boxes in his hand. "Here's the stuff. Let's go upstairs huh?"

"What's your hurry?"

"Hunger."

Ding dong!

Uh… Inuyasha grabbed Kagome and pushed her off into the kitchen. "I got the door." But when he walked back to the door it was silent. Inuyasha sighed relieved. Houjo had given up. But he was wrong and the door rang again.

"I thought you said you had it!" Kagome yelled.

"Stay in there, I got it!" He opened the door.  "What the hell now?"

"Money, please," Houjo said his hand out.

"Didn't I say no already? What part didn't you understand?"

"Inuyasha," Kagome said. She had been standing far enough to see and listen. She walked over to the door.

OH God. Houjo thought. This won't look good. He ran off the porch, into the car, and sped away. "That was Houjo right?" she asked.

"Hell yeah. At least we got the stuff free!"

"You can be so...so…" She was searching for a word that fit him in her vocabulary, "Obnoxious."

"Alright, we've gotten the ramen and other stuff," Sango said. "What do we do next?"

Shippo looked back at the groceries that were just threatening to spill out the cart. They'd decided to get everything they liked that had been sampled. Miroku shrugged. "This thing is heavy." He turned his attention to Sango. "I suppose we leave."

"No form of payment?"

"I don't see anything," he said overlooking the cash registers. "I saw something, but all they do is give people bags and count up how many packages you have."

"Oh. Well then, let us depart."

She took hold of the cart as they started off for the door. As they prepared to exit, another woman was headed out at the same time. The difference is, they were quicker out and didn't stop when the noise started.

Beep! Beep!

"Ma'am, back away from the cart!" a uniformed official said.

"Why me? I done nothing wrong!" a short woman said. He only shook his head and took her by the arm, pulling her away from her shopping cart. That was always someone's story when they'd stole something. " You accusing me of shoplifting!?"

"Miroku, did you see that?" Sango asked as they strolled to the car.

"I did," Miroku shook his head. "She should know that stealing just doesn't pay off."

They headed off to the stolen car.

Kagome tried to read the expression on his face to see if he'd liked it. She was letting him eat some okonomiyaki since there was no more ramen in the house and that was all he seemed to like. "Well… What do you think?" She pleaded that he liked it. She didn't want to hear his complaining all day long about how there was nothing to eat when he was so hungry.

And to her amazement, he didn't just like it, he loved it and started eating most all of the pizza out of the box. Kagome had expected that and bought two pizzas. One for the kids and one for them. Kirie and Yamiko had left inside their room to do something, leaving Inuyasha and Kagome alone in the family room.

She peered out the window at the darkening sky. "It's a new moon tonight. Isn't it?"

"Shit."

She looked over and saw a black-haired Inuyasha. "Sorry, I didn't mean to jinx it." He didn't believe her. "So what do you think so far, Inuyasha?"

"I think," he said in the midst of eating another slice of pizza, "that this hasn't been exactly my idea of exciting." Kagome laughed. "What's so funny?"

"You. You've got sauce all over you mouth."

"Humph." He turned his back to her.

"Inuyasha, turn back around and let me get it off." She grabbed a napkin. "Please."

"You better not laugh again."

"I promise."

"O.k." He turned back around.

She tried to suppress a giggle but couldn't. "Alright, I'm serious this time. I won't laugh." This time she did as she said and managed to wipe off the sauce.

"Now that that's taken care of, let's see how funny you think this," he said. He pushed Kagome down on her back and held down her arms and legs. He was basically on top of her. Maybe a little inch or two or air keeping him from actually being on top of her.

"This isn't funny, Inuyasha." She tried to wriggle her hands loose, but it was no use. He was way stronger than her.

"It isn't supposed to be."

"Inuyasha, stop playing. Let go of me," she said with a little smile.

"Maybe I don't want to."  He came closer to her, so close she could feel his breath on her. Was he going to kiss her?

"Going to the supermarket sure was fun," Shippo said as he parked the stolen car onto the Higurashi's driveway. They got out and lugged along some of the groceries as Sango opened the front door.

She found herself flicking on the light in the kitchen. A yellow note was on the refrigerator.

Dear mom, Souta, Sango, Miroku, Grampa, and Shippo,

Inuyasha and I are babysitting at Mrs. Sakamoto's. We will be there all night, so expect us Sunday.

Love, Kagome

"Hey, Miroku!" Sango called.

"Yes, darling?" he asked walking into the kitchen with an armful of groceries. She took half and placed them on the counter.

She told him and Shippo about the note. And then she knew she was going to get stuck cooking the foods they'd gotten from the refrigerator. And if that wasn't bad enough, they wished for her to make a cake that was pictured on a box.

She was doubtful she could make that. "I'll try."

Inuyasha was still pinning Kagome down and laughing at her squirming. "Would it be funny if I kissed you?" he asked with his 'dangerous' smile. He leaned closer, so close that their noses almost touched.

But, if there was a kiss coming there wouldn't be now. Evidently Kikyo and Yamiko were spying and were making smacking noises.

That caused the two to rush across different sides of the room separating themselves. The girls were disappointed. They'd enjoyed what was going on. Kirie compared it to the romance novels she liked to read about. She said that put pictures in her mind.

Was it me or did Inuyasha say that he was going to kiss me? No, it had to be my imagination. That's probably the last thing on his mind. Then again, maybe he was. Being a human does make him a little more…

"Ooh, Kagome. You're cheating on Inuyasha," Yamiko giggled.

Kagome gazed over at the new Inuyasha and tried to quickly think of something to say. "Well, kids, this is how Inuyasha looks all the time. The ears and stuff were just a little um… thing he likes to wear."

He sent a scowl her way, but she ignored it.

"Sure," they said.

"Anyways," Kagome said hoping to get her mind from the incident earlier, "it's 9. Your bedtime."

"Great," Kirie said.

"Actually it's only 8:59. But if you're so anxious to get us asleep so you two can play in bed, I understand," Yamiko said with a smile.

"WHAT?! We aren't even like that," Kagome insisted.

"Sure…"

Kagome could definitely see where they got their ideas from… Mrs. Sakamoto.

"Now it says to wait 45 minutes," Sango said.

"I don't think it's going to come out like it is on the box," Miroku cast a doubtful look.

"Hey now. I tried as hard as I could. Even if I'm not sure I got all the measurements right. But how do you work this thing?" Sango pointed to the stove.

"I know. Stand aside and let Miroku handle this. I saw Ms. Higurashi do it a few times." He surprisingly managed to successfully turn on the stove. "See?"

She nodded.

"Is it done yet?" Shippo asked from the doorway. He had been impatient and annoying the whole time. He'd nearly flipped over the bowl trying to dip his tiny paw in the cake mix and then he'd wanted to help Sango but every time he did he'd messed up. Eventually, Sango had just put him out of the kitchen and forbade him to come back in.

Later that night, Kagome found herself sleeping on the twin bed in the Sakamoto's guest room. Their guest room was pretty nice with a broad expanse of deep blue velvety carpet and two twin sided beds, probably beds that Kirie and Yamiko used to sleep in until their new full-sized beds. Both beds had a quilted white silk spread in the bedroom.

Inuyasha had positioned himself on the other, even though he complained about the bed being too small for him. Now he was sleeping. Kagome was still awake, her mind still focusing on the situation earlier.

She shook her head. Why does my mind keep coming back to that? She wondered. Did I actually want him to kiss me? No, no. Just curious. That's all.

Kagome found her eyes wandering over to his bed. His cover was on the floor and was now spread out without anything covering him. To add to the fact she made him strip down into an undershirt and black silk boxers that they'd purchased for him the first time they'd went to the mall.

He looks so… so… good, she found herself thinking. Whoa! Kagome, this is Inuyasha here! The obnoxious, over-protective hanyou! He's good looking, but that can't erase his personality… Still, he can be nice when he wants to. He just has a hard way of showing it. Kagome laid on her stomach and tried to fall asleep. It wasn't working.

"Kagome."

Inuyasha's voice nearly startled her. "Huh?"

"What's your problem? Why do you keep looking over here with that look on your face?"

"What look?'

Inuyasha shrugged. "I don't know but stop. I can feel your eyes on me you know."

"I wasn't staring at you. I was looking at the moon."

"Feh. Kagome, there ain't no damn moon outside. Quit lying."

She wanted to ask him about earlier, but she couldn't "Anyway, good night."

"Whatever." He closed his eyes again. Kagome turned to the side. That would keep her eyes off him, and soon enough she had drifted off to sleep.

"I think it's ready now," Sango said walking into the kitchen.

"This is what I've been waiting for," Miroku pressed his hands together and watched as Sango opened the stove.

"Is it supposed to look like that?" Miroku stared in horror at Sango's 'cake'. It was halfway burnt and twisted strangely. The inside of the cake and sunken in and more or less, it did not resemble a thing to the rich chocolate cake on the box cover.

"Let's eat," Shippo said eagerly. But he hadn't seen the cake, and when he did he nearly cried. "Why does it look like that?"

Nobody wanted to eat it, but Sango forced them to complaining about how they'd wasted good time and good food if they were just going to throw it away. Miroku and Shippo had to eat it, but she didn't.

They ended up throwing it out and eating already made cupcakes.

"Now these taste better," Miroku said.

"Yummy." Shippo licked the frosting off his nose.

"Well, you didn't have to call my cooking gross. I can cook—just future foods," Sango said a frown still on her face.

Kagome woke up at around 8 in the morning after she rolled over on something hard. "Oomph!" She opened her eyes to see Inuyasha and just when she was about to question him for being in her bed, she noticed that they were on the floor. But for how long had she been there? "Inuyasha?"

"Get offa me." He was back with his silvery hair and dog ears atop his head. 

"I'm going. It's not exactly a luxury to be on you, you know."

"You weren't saying that last night."

"WHAT?! Pervert! Sit!"

He hopped up quickly, "What did I do? You forget that you landed on me."

"I didn't, but if you hadn't been on the floor…"

"I told you that bed was too little ass small."

"And that didn't make any sense." Kagome lifted herself of him and walked out. Who she found in the kitchen was Mr. and Mrs. Sakamoto. "Mrs. Sakamoto?" she said surprised and bowing.

"Oh, hi, Kagome."

"What happened?"

"All the hotel room's were booked and Takeshi here," she motioned towards her husband. "Didn't reserve us a room at all. So we ended up just going to dinner and coming back."

Kagome wanted to ask how long she'd been home but decided not to.

"We got home at about 11 last night," she replied as if reading the question right off Kagome's face. "I checked up on the girls and found you two in the guest room. Wild was it lat night? I see you and your—what do they call it now, baby daddy--on the floor together."

She had been on the floor that long? Good God, there Mrs. Sakamoto was gain--Assuming. And baby daddy wasn't the word… Kagome forced a smile. "I guarantee you nothing—"

"That's alright; you don't have to say anything. I won't tell your mom. Ah, young lovers…" Mrs. Sakamoto dazed off.

Kagome sighed. She would never get it. And to make things even worse, Inuyasha walked in the room yawning.

"Damn, I'm exhausted."

"You should be what you and Kagome-chan were doing last night."

A puzzled look crossed his face and he turned to Kagome who shrugged.

"Anyhow," Mrs. Sakamoto said. "I guess it's time to pay up. I know it's not much, but here's 3000 yen apiece."

"Inuyasha, what happened last night?" Kagome asked as they drove down the road.

"How the hell am I supposed to know?"

"Well you were the one who said," she started to imitate him in a dumb voice that sounded very unlike him, "You weren't saying that last night."

"Oh. When I opened my eyes again last night, and you had joined me on the floor. If we did anything I don't remember."

"Sure…" She guessed his answer would hold her for now. Her attention was diverted to the Camaro convertible parked in her driveway. "Whose car is that?" Kagome asked. "Oh great," she said as she watched some police cars pull up.

"Ma'am," the police officer greeted as Kagome got out of the car. "I have reason to believe this car was stolen."

"SANGO! MIROKU! SHIPPO!" Kagome yelled shaking her fists.

Hey, minna-sama, sorry for that lack of updates. But you knew my reasons. I hope this chapter satisfied your tastes for now. Also for the point that I wrote it extra long. 15 whole pages. I listened to some of my reviews in another one of my stories and it has helped me write better hopefully. Mata ashita, maybe!