Author notes & answers to your questions:

I know they talk in an older tongue, but I'd probably butcher it, so it's best I'd keep it in simple English, yes?

Are Sango or Miroku or Shippo going to be in it? Yes, hopefully I'll be able to loop them into the story soon.

I really love the show (without being an annoying, rabid, fan girl about it!) and hope that you like my little story here. Little of course being an understatement!

Disclaimer: I don't own them, (but I rule you!) I'm just borrowing them for a little while. Sorry if I spell any names wrong, but I'm pretty sure they're correct.

Summary: For the sake of all that is Inuyasha, the character's names will stay the same though the roles have changed. This is a KagxInu fic, and Kikyou will not be appearing, but there will be other conflicts, don't worry.

Author: SailorCreative she is the one named sailor creative

""this means talking, ' ' this means thoughts

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To Live by Love

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Scroll 3

Later that evening, Kagome had spent her time sitting amongst the flowers, her gaze shifting as she hummed a tune she thought of. Her raven-color hair gently brushed her cheek and she pushed it aside. Her blue-gray orbs looked on to the sunset, a magnificent glow illuminating the sky and highlighting the lavender swirls of clouds above.

The golden color reminded her so much of his eyes. Kagome shook her head furiously, still in a daze when someone had called her name. Her heart fluttered for a moment until she saw his face.

"Lord Miroku..." she cast her gaze and looked back up. "What brings you here?" She stood, careful to keep her distance.

"Just traveling through," he replied, and then looked wistfully into the sky. "Quite a sunset, isn't it? Your father has kindly offered dinner, he spoke word of a demon residing here."

"Half, and-yes, he'll be residing here..." A slight blush cut across her face, 'Stop thinking about it!' she scolded herself.

"He had asked me to stay to protect you from him."

Kagome was fully aware of his reputation, 'Who will save me from you?' she mused to herself as he watched him leave. 'Honestly.'

Since the moment her was brought to this strange place, Inuyasha had been treated nothing less than a monster or a beast. Though that may have he was, he was sure that their day would come. 'When I get my hands on the Shikon no Tama...' he grinned to himself, his eyes flickered at the thought.

Shortly after a long walk they showed him his room, which was nothing more than a straw-bed. After a rampage he finally settled down around the afternoon, keeping track of her flowery scent-even though he wouldn't admit it, her scent was something he had often started to search for. It was soothing even, and being so close to her.... He growled angrily and his eyes flashed. He took a swing at one of the sakura trees; several petals that had yet to blossom fell helplessly onto the ground.

Inuyasha's gaze was cold and fleeting as he watched the petals slip from their branches and land. He cared not for the flowers that were never given a chance to bloom. 'Fools,' he repeated to himself, his lips formed a smirk as he started to depict a plan in his mind, to smooth out the edges until another aroma filled the air.

Kagome had arrived for dinner early, placidly setting up a few parts of the long, small table as she took her seat beside her father. Soon a few more residents had arrived including the Monk, whom had taken his seat near one of the fair servants who brought in a bowl and started chattering with her. 'Some monk,' she thought to herself, but she shrugged it off.

Suddenly the sliding door opened with a loud bang, revealing her 'hero'. "Inuyasha," she mouthed excitedly, her breath caught in her chest.

"So you have decided to join us, then?" her father quired, his dark eyes narrowing.

"Yes, your lordship." He rolled his eyes. "If you wouldn't mind me saying so, wouldn't it make more sense to place me somewhere more fit for one to have saved your only daughter?" He took his seat across from Kagome; the sheer lack of warmth in them sent shivers down her spine, though she dared not to show it.

As the meal was finally set before them he took his chopsticks in hand and started to eat. "You are lucky we allowed you to even have the satisfaction of our presence," he stated and continued to eat his rice.

His face flushed red and his teeth gritted together as a fire swelled inside of him, how dare he!

"Would it suit you better if I reside in your daughter's room? It certainly fits for what I have done," he retorted and waited for his reaction.

His nose flared at first and unclenched his jaw. "For one who desires nothing requires so much," he replied with utter bitterness. "You are not to enter her room, especially if she is in it-under no circumstances. I will take no chances with my precious jewel. The closest you will ever get is the rooftop." He snorted softly and his eyes snapped open, "If you violate these rules, you will be shot."

He looked at Kagome with the corner of his eye, her attraction to the mongrel obvious to him. 'I will not have a half-demon in my family-not so easily,' he thought to himself.

The dinner was resumed as the guests quietly ate their meal at first and then eventually became a quiet chatter, Miroku flirting with any woman who was decent-looking. Inuyasha had quickly devoured his meals and was on his fourth bowl.

"For one who desires nothing, you certainly consume much food," he commented snobbishly as he rose from his seat. "Miroku will keep close watch, my daughter. Sleep well. I will be leaving tomorrow morning, you will be safe in his keep, lest he has a death wish."

Kagome bowed to him and smiled warmly, "Sleep well."

'Gods how I wish she would smile at me that way. Did that come out of my mouth?! No! I haven't seen a woman for how long, it's natural. She's... Decent-looking, I guess.' Kagome only had enough courage to smile weakly at him, for as much as she was engrossed with this strange hanyou, she was equally afraid of him as well.

'It doesn't matter,' he reminded himself, 'In the end, I'll be the one on top of things.' His eyes fell upon the Shikon no Tama hanging loosely around her neck, the pure glow urging him to snatch it. Snatch it and flee, run and use its power to become whole. 'No, not yet. Not when I've gotten this far. Not only will I have it, I will make a name for myself. Yes, to cripple a beautiful maiden as she-and when she begs for me to kill her, I will leave her to die in misery.'

He inwardly laughed to himself, a dark shadow lingering in his eyes.

Surely enough as Inuyasha had expected, the so-called Monk's attention had quickly diverted from his duty.

Perfect. Tonight he would set his plan in motion.

He looked up into the sky, a week before the new moon. A week, that's all it would take. A week. Then he will live by his own law, not by any other demons, humans, gods, and certainly not love.

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The story is still being set up quite a bit, but at least there's a little more action in this one! (It came out a lot sooner than the other, but of course I had a three-day weekend to do it too! If only I could muster the motivation to write so well for English class!) More will be in store for our couple, and I looped Miroku into the story so far. The next scroll will be quite... Well you'll just have to wait. See you then everyone! (R&R!) – Remember, I won't put up the next scroll until I receive at least 4 reviews for this one.