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Author's Note: Okay! Here's Chapter Two! Two chapters in one day, whoa I'm on a roll! Well, not really, since I already had the first 5 done before I uploaded the first. Oh, well. I'm a slow typer. Anyways, please Rate and Review. Enjoy!

Chapter Two

New Home

"This is where you live?" Inuyasha couldn't keep the disbelief from his voice as he gazed at the mansion before him.

The house was 20 stories high, with four towers spiraling 30 stories above the ground. The front yard was enormous. The entire thing was almost like a forest. In the distance, Inuyasha caught sight of the sun reflecting off the surface of a lake that was almost frozen over.

"Where else would I live?" was Kagome's reply, a smile on her face. "This is the only place I felt comfortable," Inuyasha was tempted to say that with all this, she should be, but he held his tongue, knowing it would be disrespectful.

"What do you want me to do first?" he questioned, amber eyes still taking in the landscape. He didn't see that smile that had remained on Kagome's face.

"Well, I'll show you the house, and then how about you make us some dinner?" nodding, Inuyasha knew that her words were only a request. Hell, who cared? For this woman, he'd do anything.

Following his mistress inside, the hanyou discovered that the mansion was larger on the inside than it looked, and it was huge from the outside view.

The first floor was almost completely filled by an enormous game room. The only other room was a bathroom, which was the size of the kitchen at the University. A door next to the front door led down to the basement.

He continued to be amazed as he arrived at each floor, but as he entered the highest room in the West Tower, he was struck by Kagome's words:

"Welcome to your room,"

"WHAT?!?" the silver-haired hanyou whirled to face the demoness, studying her expression. He found no trace of trickery or anything of the like.

"I said 'welcome to your room. Anything wrong with that?" Kagome blinked. Inuyasha's amber eyes narrowed.

"Why are you like this? You're giving me my own room, and when you said I could make dinner, it was a request not an order. I could refuse, you know. I know this is disrespectful, but do you know what slavery is?"

The hanyou's words came out in a rush, and he was unable to stop them. He was vaguely pleased by the shock on Kagome's face.

"Of course I know what slavery is! It disgusting, it's horrible and I hate it! I know it was a request, because I want you to have choices! I hate treating my own kind like scum!"

"Well I'm not your own kind!" that stopped Kagome.

"What do you mean? Aren't you a demon?"

"Half," Inuyasha averted his gaze and looked to the floor.

"What do you mean, 'half'?"

"Do you understand anything? I'm a hanyou, a half-breed, scum, a freak!"

"Oh," Kagome sighed a looked away. "I don't doubt they told you that at the University, but you're not a freak, you're not scum," Inuyasha's eyes narrowed.

"What are you talking about? Are you saying that I'm your equal?" Kagome looked back up to meet his amber eyes.

"Of course you are. But if you'll excuse me, I have a date to prepare for," turning, the woman left to get ready. Vaguely, Inuyasha wondered why she had told him to make supper, if she was going to leave, but the thought was at the back of his mind.

Great. He thought, opening his tatter brown suitcase to start unpacking. The first woman, let alone living being, who treats me like an equal and I yell at her. Not to mention that she already has a boyfriend...Why does the world have to be so unfair?

Angry at himself for yelling at his mistress so disrespectfully, Inuyasha practically threw everything into place. Now what was he supposed to do?

As Kagome entered her bedroom, she felt bad for leaving in such a way. She was slightly annoyed that she had already gotten into a fight with her slave, but she really was going to be late for her date with Miroku, if she didn't hurry.

Lying on his back on his bed, Inuyasha stared up at the ceiling, his fight with Kagome replaying itself in his brain. How could he have been so disrespectful, especially when she respected him?

"Inuyasha?" the voice at his door was soft.

"Aren't you going to be late for your date?" was his reply. He heard a sigh and the sound of Kagome putting something down on his dresser.

"I'll be home around 11:00, okay?"

"Whatever," another sigh and her footsteps left the room.