Chapter Five!

Certainly been long enough, hm?

Sorry, I was at my cousin's house for, like, four days. Tons of fun, but my story is saved on my computer, not hers. To make up for it, this chapter is long. Well, long on my word program anyway. :)
(I can't make anime smilies, stupid editing tool won't let me. Grr.)

BTW- Wasn't the word 'fanfiction' in written in green?

Now it's in red! Inu's color!

'Ships: Kagome/Inuyasha, Sango/Miroku

Chapter Title: The Unlikely Accomplice(s)

Chapter Teaser: "You know, I have an extra leash. Do I need to contain another little puppy?"

Notes: "words"- means speaking; 'words'- means thinking; italics- emphasis on words

Dedication: To my 3 Favorite Inuyasha writers: Rozefire, Rogue Pryde and Pline. My inspiration. Lol, isn't it scary?

Disclaimer: --Insert witty disclaimer here-- But I am happy to say Cartoon Network brought him back to weeknights! Woot! I see Inuyasha five nights a week now! Granted it's 12AM on Saturdays and 12:30AM on Mondays-Thursdays. But still! They brought it back! --screams and dances around the room in happiness--

Chapter Five: The Unlikely Accomplice(s)

The vice president was not a happy camper.

"Inuyasha, the other candidate's son, has met Kagome." A sneer distorted his already un-charming features as he spoke her name. 'Problem child.' Naraku thought to himself. The visitor in his office at this time, a young man, regarded his facial change coolly. And also showed his own distaste at the name mentioned before the president's daughter. Inuyasha. His eyes narrowed slightly and his nose turned upward a little.

"All right, my unlikely, possibly unwilling, accomplice." Naraku began, eyeing his visitor up and down. The visitor simply stared at him, not a glare, just noting his presence. (Oooh. Is it cold in here, or is it just me?) "I want out of this measly second-base job. This suffocating workspace. Away from this ill family. I want that demon to become president."

"You realize, that in the effect that the demon does become president, you will ultimately lose your status?" The visitor noted, eyeing the vice president warily.

"Your father can run a country, not to mention my life, better than Higurashi can."

"This could affect my career." The visitor replied sharply.

"Sesshomaru," (gasp! Now who saw that coming?) Naraku growled. "Sure it could. Only if you get caught." Sesshomaru merely kept his cold gaze locked on this vice president who seemed determined to throw his career down the toilet. Then Naraku began speaking. Again.

"Now, here's the plan..."

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Inuyasha had taken to following Kagome and the others around the park. His excuse was, "That jerk of a wolf might come back." Sango thought it was sweet, Miroku found it funny, and Kagome, well, Kagome was a little annoyed. Ok, so maybe she found it the tiniest bit sweet, but still, it was kinda weird...

So, she decided to have some fun.

"You know, I have an extra leash. Do I need to contain another little puppy?"

Sango snorted, trying not to laugh. Inuyasha growled, which caused Kagome to giggle, which in turn, got Sango and Miroku into fits of laughter. (Confusing, much?) Inuyasha and Kagome then began a verbal sparring match that did well in keeping Sango and Miroku entertained.

"Feh." Inuyasha said in reply.

"Is that like 'whatever'? Something you say when you run out of things to say?"

"Feh." He said again.

"I'll take that as a 'yes'."

"Look, wench, aren't you supposed to be walking a dog?"

Kagome turned to face him. "Well, I would but I have another little puppy trailing behind me like he's lost."

He then mimicked a high-pitched Valley Girl voice, "What-ever!"

"Fine then. I'll steal your word. Feh." Kagome stuck out her tongue.

"You can't steal my word! It's mine!" (Wow, amazing logic, hm?)

"Feh. Feh! FEH!" Kagome smirked.

"Wench."

"Ego-yasha."

Both Miroku and Sango snorted at Inuyasha's new nickname. Inuyasha growled.

"Fine, then. Get yourself assasinated." (Oooh... that sounds ominous...)

"Sit!" Kagome yelled, whirling to face Inuyasha. Shippo, thinking the order was directed at him, obeyed, plopping down onto the pavement. The three humans looked at Kagome, bemused. She blushed slightly, only earning a faint tinge of pink, but Sango caught it and inwardly grinned.

"What the heck was that supposed to accomplish?" Inuyasha asked, staring at the girl, wondering if her sanity was something he needed to check on in her presumably skeleton-filled closet. Kagome recovered quickly, however.

"I thought you were trained!" Kagome said in mock horror. "The puppy ears and the ability to follow without a leash were dead giveaways." She said coolly, turning on her heel, walking away from him. But Shippo wouldn't budge. Kagome tugged on his leash and he stood, promptly trotting after her.

Inuyasha glared at her retreating back, but all the while, he was finding it harder and harder not to get attached to this girl.

'Stupid emotions...'

--a week later--

"Miroku. Psst! Miroku!" Inuyasha whispered hoarsely, trying to get the Secret Service agent's attention in the dark of night. 'Damn it.' He thought to himself, and shifted behind the bush concealing him. "Mi-ro-ku!" He whispered fiercely, enunciating each syllable through clenched teeth.

Finally, Miroku looked up, and spotted Inuyasha behind a bush.

"Oh. Inuyasha." He said in some surprise. "What do you want?"

Moving from behind the bush, muttering darkly as he headed towards him, Inuyasha suddenly appeared in front of Miroku, bathed in moonlight. "What do you mean, what do I want? Can't an old friend visit?" Miroku raised his eyebrows, clearly disbelieving.

Silence.

"So. What are you really here for? Gonna make a move on Kagome? But be warned, if you hurt her, Sango will have to hurt you."

Inuyasha was so preoccupied with the fact that a girl would beat him up that he forgot to deny any feelings toward Kagome. "Why will Sango beat me up?"

Miroku snorted. "Yeah, like I'm gonna pick a fight with you." He also happened to notice Inuyasha's lack of defense when he mentioned any association with Kagome linked to the hanyou. He inwardly smiled, cunningly devising a plan. Now, if only he could get Sango to help... (I smell trouble...)

He realized Inuyasha had said something and he had missed it entirely. "Huh?"

Inuyasha growled. It had taken him a moment to get the words out right, and now he's going to have to repeat them? He mentally cursed Miroku. "I said...is there anything, you know, that would be, like, a gold mine to the media?" 'God, that sounded so stupid.'

Miroku was slightly suspicious, but he played dumb.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean...does Kagome have any- 'issues' -that would be, um, not good if they got out? You know, becauseI want to..." He fidgeted slightly, feeling the perspiration under his arms, "...protect her."

"Right..." Miroku said. "You just meet the President's daughter, what, a week ago? And you already want to protect her. Moving a bit fast aren't you?"

Before Inuyasha could reply, Miroku started again, "And, considering that you're the other candidate's son, doesn't wanting to know about Kagome's, erm, 'issues' seem a bit, I dunno... suspicious?"

Inuyasha stared at him, blinking furiously. Miroku sighed and then answered Inuyasha's question, a sweatdrop forming on his temple.

"No. For once we actually have a perfect family without a major flaw. Talk about irony."

"Oh." Was all Inuyasha could think of to say. "Are you sure?" He ventured.

It was here Inuyasha would find himself in trouble. Miroku had a sly way of making casual conversation, then speaking rapidly, inserting tricky questions. Enter subject change.

"So, what have you been doing all these years?" Miroku asked.

Inuyasha went for the most likely approach. "Nothing." He snorted.

"Oh. Me either. Well, except for this whole job and everything. But other than that, I haven't done much of anything. Nothing important anyway, oh, except hitting on women, but that's to be expected. But you're here on a mission aren't you?"

Inuyasha pretty much spaced out during Miroku's little speech, and unconsciously answered, "Yeah. I'm on a secret mission. Quite dumb really."

"Oh. How so?" Miroku tried not to laugh, he knew it would break Inuyasha out of his reverie and he would know nothing more than he did now. Namely that Inuyasha was on a mission. Which was obvious. Inuyasha was not one for subtlety.

"Oh, I gotta get close to the president's daughter and find out about her past. Y'know if there's any..." Inuyasha suddenly realized what he was doing, but kept speaking slowly to make sure he wasn't hearing things, "...skeletons...in her...closet...Oh man!" Inuyasha bit his tongue and kicked the dirt, cursing.

There was a pause.

Inuyasha nervously looked at a smugly triumphant Miroku while running a hand through his long silver hair. "You, uh, you aren't gonna turn me in are you?"

Miroku smiled (almost mischievously) and replied, "No, of course not. I sense a 'frisson' between you and Kagome. I'd hate to break it away before anything, ah, develops."

Inuyasha stared at him, then promptly sputtered, "W-what?"

Miroku shrugged, replying, "Sango's been reading All-American Girl by Meg Cabot (a/n-awesome chick book!). I picked up some new words. Frisson being one of them."

Inuyasha smirked, "You mean you read something besides 101 Greatest Pick-Up Lines? You were even reading that in the sixth grade!"

Miroku, out-of-the-blue, pointed to a balcony. "That's her bedroom, Romeo." Then he turned around. The Secret Service agent sighed and called over his shoulder as he walked away, "Can't deny the frisson Inuyasha!"

"Stupid lecher..." The hanyou muttered, looking up at the balcony Miroku had pointed out, before inadvertently kicking a stone as he started to leave the White House grounds; vaguely wondering if a "frisson" actually did exist between him and Kagome...

No. No way. He started to leave, following Miroku. Then he turned back, staring up at the balcony.

He shrugged and made to follow Miroku out again. But something was nagging at him. Inuyasha turned on his heel, heading back towards the White House, taking Miroku's little hint with him. He looked up at the balcony again. A line from a play popped into his head. No doubt due to that Miroku's comment. Smiling slightly, he said it aloud.

"Romeo, Romeo. Wherefore art thou, Romeo?"

He was startled to hear an answer... Or, really, more of a continuation...

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