Disclaimer:
Unfortunately, I don't own Inuyasha but I have got so many fan fiction ideas that he should be...(Just watch, all of these angry reviewers will be biting my head off because they all THINK they own him).
Author's note:
I, Sorcerer Merlyn, wrote this but I can't log on for some reason so I am entering through a friends account (don't worry, they gave me permission).
CH. 2
'How in the hell did you find my house?!' Miroku said in disbelief as he stepped out and closed the door behind him.
'I followed you home,' Inuyasha smirked yet again.
'What do you want...?' The little pervert asked suspiciously.
'What's the matter with her?' The hanyou pressed.
'Who?'
'Kagome.'
'What do you mean?' Miroku lied.
'Don't play dumb ass, liar,' Inuyasha sneered.
Miroku paused. 'I don't think I'm the one to tell you...' He looked away from him.
'And who is?'
'Ask her...'
"What happened...?' Inuyasha asked firmly, a thought forming in his head, "she was raped..."
'You know...... It's obvious...' Miroku said. 'You should talk with her...'
'Where does she live?' Inuyasha asked quietly.
'You're... worried about her... aren't you?' Miroku grinned.
'Hell NO!!' Inuyasha denied. 'She's a little fucking bitch! I just want to know what happened!'
'I won't tell you until you admit it!' Miroku laughed maliciously.
Inuyasha looked away from the pervert. 'I... I just want to know what happened to her...I... need her...' the hanyou whispered.
'Fine.'
