AN: Yay! ::Throughs confetti:: I just finished the last of my finals today! Everyone cheer for me! Winter Break means more updates more often!! So lets get started already…..

Chapter 2

My New Room Mate

Kagome whipped her forehead of the excess sweat that she had accumulated after four hours of cleaning all the shattered glass. Sango and Miroku had left as she closed down the saloon. Her feet were sore, and slightly swollen from small shards that had found their way into her skin.

She glanced around once over the entire store and headed out with her big brown leather jacket to shield her from the cold night. The streets were completely devoid of any human interaction or sound.

If she didn't know any better, she would've thought this was a Ghost Town. The eerie silence seemed to make her feet move at a faster pace as she hurried to get home. Turning the corner down a small ally way she stopped dead in her tracks as she heard a groan.

Her eyes widened and she began to quiver slightly. What was making that dreadful noise? An alley cat? Or maybe it was just a small coyote….. AH! There it was again!

She slinked her way around the back of the apartment complex, seeing something rustling behind the garbage cans. Slowly, she peaked her head around them, crouching low on the ground so no one would see her.

The breathing got heavier as she spotted blood leaking from around the dumpsters. Just as she put her hand down on the dirt to crawl around something grabbed her!

"AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" She screamed, stumbling out of her hiding place and landing on her butt. The site before her made her look twice though.

"Monday's….. green spaghetti day…."

It was that rough Ian cowboy that ruined her bar! And oh my god he was bleeding! She stumbled over to him as he fell back into unconsciousness. It looked like he had been knocked out from the large bruise on the side of his face. She noticed for the first time that night that his entire undershirt was soaked in blood, his blood.

Kagome gasped, then started hyperventilating. She didn't handle blood very well, in fact, she had a full out phobia for it! She began fanning herself, what to do what to do?!

She couldn't just leave him there to die behind a dumpster, that wouldn't be a great way to go and he'd probably come back to haunt her forever with his bad attitude. So, with great moral and mental strength, she gathered him up in one big heap, and began dragging him across the dirt and up the stairs to her apartment.

Now that was challenging. He had to have weighed at least twice her body weight, and the fact that she was trying to stay as blood stain free as possible wasn't making the situation any easier.

His boots clicked loudly every time she advanced upon another step and she was surprised no one had opened a window to throw a shoe at her for making so much racket.

With the last bit of her strength she busted into the small three room apartment with her high heel shoes, oh yah, those also didn't make the process any easier…..and slumped against the door with the unconscious man in her arms.

She blushed furiously, never being in such a close and intimate proximity of a man before, even if he was knocked out, the situation wasn't very comfortable and she stood up to drag him over towards the brown leather couch.

She stood up and put her hands on her hips, looking at him with a puzzled expression. She couldn't lift him onto the couch so……. He'll just have to stay on the floor. She shrugged off to change into a long, pale pink night gown before coming back out of the bedroom with a pillow, blankets, and some bandages.

Kagome hesitated before she ripped his shirt off, literally. The thing was beyond repair anyway. The gapping whole in his chest made her gag and have to swallow what tasted to be some throw up in her mouth.

Taking a deep breath, she applied the hydrogen peroxide onto a white cloth and dabbed around the wound delicately, trying to be as careful as she could be so he wouldn't feel the stinging pain. Why did she care though? He was unconscious! Duh! So, she smacked the cloth smack dab into the middle of the wound just as he bolted up right.

"NOOOOOO!!!! Don't take my pony mommy!" He hollered before slamming back onto the ground again.

Kagome sat back for a minute catching her breath, ok, so maybe she shouldn't try that again. After several minutes of bandaging and cleaning out each wound, she lifted his head to slide the pillow under and laid the blankets on top of his mummified body.

Feeling very triumphant and satisfied with the job she'd accomplished, Kagome headed off to bed herself for her well deserved 3 hour night sleep.

Inuyasha woke up, feeling like he'd just been hit by a train and thrown into the Colorado river. He lay there for a minute before realizing that he was in a house, or more like an apartment by the size, when last night he was outside. How'd he get here?

He tried to sit up but found that gravity wasn't being kind this morning and forced him to lean on his elbows. He looked down to see his chest and arm had been bandaged. Obviously not by a doctor judging by the poor wrapping job.

He heard someone rustling behind one of the brown wooden closed doors and immediately tensed. Had Naraku's men found him and taken him hostage? Oh please, they weren't amateurs.

He closed his eyes, pretending to be in a deep slumber when he heard the door squeak open. Light footsteps made their way past him and to the other side of the room. The clinging of pots and pans could be heard and Inuyasha cringed at the loud noise this early in the morning.

Sensing whoever this person was obviously wasn't a threat, he cracked an eye open. What he saw baffled and angered him all at the same time.

There, standing in front of the stove, stood a woman, and not just any woman, the same wench who'd insulted him yesterday.

He could barely keep the urge to thrust himself at her and…and….teach her a lesson! But his current thoughts of forming some kind of revenge came to a sudden halt as she moved towards him and kneeled. Inuyasha closed his eyes quickly, hoping she hadn't noticed.

Apparently not because she just went about rummaging through some things on the floor. He stiffened as he felt a tiny, delicate hand caress his mummified chest. Curiosity got the best of him as he peeked one of his eyes open, trying to get a look at who was touching him. His eyes widened as realization dawned on him.

This woman was the same waitress at the saloon. But that's not all he noticed…. He'd seen her somewhere else, with someone else……

Flash Back:

Inuyasha was breathing heavily, sweat dripping from his brow as he crouched quietly around the corner of the hallway. The apartments walk ways were long and narrow, so he only had one chance to run and get to the door without being caught.

He mentally prepared himself for what he was about to attempt. Yes. Tonight, he was going to kill Naraku once and for all. Silently, and horrifically, he would slight his throat in his sleep.

He had good reason to be nervous too. The grounds were swarming with his loyal groupies, just waiting for something to happen to their precious leader so they had reason to rip whoever's head off. Which in this case would be his, which is why he was wearing a lap sack over his head with too peep wholes in it.

Using a mirror to see around the corner, his muscles tensed as he got ready to sprint for Naraku's suite.

He burst down the hall, nearly tripping over his own feet he was going so fast. Slamming into the door, he quickly turned and locked it, but all he found in the room was and empty bed, with no Naraku in it.

"Awwwww shit." He cursed sarcastically lowering his gun in defeat. The one time he actually carries out his plans, Naraku has to not be there.

He turned to leave when he heard a silent muffle and whipped around, gun at point to see the bundle of sheets on the bed stir. But this wasn't Naraku…no, it smelled different. He gaped as a small figure arose from the comforter and stretched her arms over her head tiredly.

Her head turned to where Inuyasha was pointing the gun at her and screamed. He leaped onto her out of pure instinct and silenced her screams with his hand. But she still struggled, shaking violently. Inuyasha held her down with his legs and free arm to keep her still.

"Stop it! I'm not here to kill anyone, well… I am, but not you!" Her eyes widened at the mention of killing anyone!

She out wiggled him and slapped him across the face, leaping to the other side of the room in one bound. She held the sheets against her to cover her skimpy silk pajamas.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? Get out!" She got louder and louder with each word.

Inuyasha nervously wailed his hands in the air to hush her up. If he got caught now, he wouldn't be able to escape!.

"Look, Naraku's not here, so if you have business with him, go somewhere else!"

Inuyasha starred at her tensely, "How do you know Naraku?"

She fidgeted a little, almost embarrassingly.

"He's my fiancé."

Inuyasha gaped at her. Since when does Naraku commit to anything dealing with a woman!? His thoughts came to a halt when a loud knock came from the door.

"Miss Kagome? Are you alright, I thought I heard screaming." It was one of the maid service ladies.

Inuyasha caulked the gun and held it up to remind her he still had control over the situation. Kagome scowled irritably at him before responding.

"No I'm fine, just a bad dream about stupid outlaws attempting to kill me but not really since they're too empty minded to know Naraku isn't here since he's at the yearly sheriff's convention…" She gave Inuyasha a stupid look, as he seemed to be glaring at her.

"Oh, well, ok then."

The maid left and before Inuyasha could respond to her little endearing remark when a shoe hit him in the head.

"Get out! Get out! Get out!!!" She yelled, throwing objects from pillows to flower pots at him.

"Hey! Wait…Ow! Stop it! All I want to know is why you'd tell me where Naraku is!" He pleaded, holding his hands protectively in front of his face from anymore flying glass cups.

She paused, becoming very solemn.

"I mean, you must know that I'm here to kill him, so why would you tell me where he is?"

"Because I don't belong to him, and am not his toy…I can say what I want." And with that she turned and slammed the bathroom door, leaving Inuyasha to himself in the destroyed room.

End Flashback:

He knew now! This was the same fiancé who belonged to Naraku! But why wasn't she with him anymore? Was he looking for her? He began forming a devious plot in his mind to how he could turn this sticky situation to his advantage.

The girl still didn't notice that his eyes were now open and he became very aware of the path of her hands. They slowly traveled downward towards his torso, unraveling the old bandages. Fearing it would go places he'd rather keep to himself, he jolted upright, grabbing the intruding hand forcefully.

Kagome squeaked out of shock. A second ago this guy looked half dead, now he looked like someone just set a hot plate underneath him… ooo, ow, he had a really strong grip too.

"Would you mind letting go of my hand, I can't really feel it anymore…." She winced at the purple color it was beginning to change.

"Good, it might not be as painful for you when I rip it off!"

"Hey! Ow! What did I ever do to you?" Kagome began to panic, struggling in his tight grip.

"Don't give me that! You know exactly what you did! Knocking me out like that…."

"Well excuse me, but for your information, I saved you!!" Inuyasha reluctantly let go of her hand and she yanked it against her chest greedily, massaging the offended appendage.

"That's right. After cleaning up the mess YOU made for 3 hours, I finally got to come home and sleep when I found you behind the complex and dragged you all the way up here, spending ANOTHER hour or two cleaning you up before I finally got my well deserved … what, 3 hour sleep?!" She sucked in a much needed gasp of air.

Wow, Inuyasha gaped at her, and she said that all in one breath. Getting his composure back he crossed his arms and scowled at her.

"Yah right, you just want to kidnap me and turn me in for a cash prize! And where's my hat? And my pistol and holster? And my clothes?!" Realization suddenly dawned on him.

ALL of his personal possessions had gone missing, he immediately threw Kagome an accusing glare. Kagome looked at him innocently before throwing him one hard curve ball.

"Why would I turn you in for a cash prize?"

Kagome watched as surprise crossed his features, then confusion, then realization, and finally what seemed like he had formed a very deviously evil plot. He smirked a toothy grin, sending shivers up Kagome's spine.

"Well, we were never properly introduced now were we?" Inuyasha's sudden change in attitude made Kagome a little skeptical of his mental health.

Maybe he is schizophrenic? Inuyasha slowly stood up, seeing as his body was now much more used to the pain in his chest. Kagome followed suit, just watching him, waiting for his next move. She looked like she was about ready to run for the shotgun in the cupboard.

Inuyasha stuck out a large and rather dirty hand at Kagome and she shied away a little. Inuyasha smirked at this. This was too easy, his plan was too perfect….he was perfect! I mentally cackled in his mind.

"I'm Inuyasha, the all time famous outlaw known throughout this county?" He said rather cockily.

She smiled, "I'm Kag..o……me." She stopped suddenly, losing the smile she was just wearing.

Her eyes widened in horror. She'd heard of the all time famous Inuyasha from other residents, though she'd never seen a picture of him. Oh boy, what a pickle she'd gotten herself in. Here she is, trying to do the right thing, and what does it get her? Three hours of sleep and an outlaw, who was pointing a pistol against her lower abdomen.

Wait…. A pistol!? Inuyasha, sensing she was about ready to scream bloody Mary, hurriedly clamped a firm hand over her mouth before she could even let out the tiniest squeak.

Kagome felt him lower his head next to the side of her face, whispering dangerously low in her ear. She shivered involuntarily at the cold cruelness that dripped from his words.

"Now, I'm going to make a one way deal with you here, so listen closely….I need an alien residence to take roof under so the authorities won't find me. Don't ask how long I'll be staying because I don't know."

"You are to let me live here, and you will not say a word of who I am or why I'm here to no one you hear?" He was serious, the smirk now gone from his face.

Kagome's heart pounded, she felt like she was being interrogated! If there was nothing she hated more, it was being forced against her will to do something, especially under the name of some lowly outlaw!

Inuyasha sensed her protest against his words, so he pushed the envelope a little further.

"I know who you are Kagome. And if you don't oblige by what I say, then I'll just have to drag you back to your precious fiancé, and let him straighten your little attitude out."

Her eyes widened in fear and her body immediately froze stiff. Inuyasha thought she would faint by the pale look of her face. He guessed she'd listen o him now. He slowly pulled away, letting the pistol fall to his side.

He patted her on the back roughly, making her stumble forward, and smiled.

"Good, I'm glad we're in an agreement we can both live by, since we will be living with each other for a while."

She straightened herself out. He was mocking her! Didn't he just have her at gunpoint a second ago? Inuyasha wandered over to the stove, peaking into the pans curiously.

"So, what are we having for breakfast?" He looked behind him to see her walking up.

He was starving! He hadn't eaten anything for three days now! She shoved him out of the way and went about making the bacon and scrambled eggs. Inuyasha was practically drooling over her shoulder.

"I am having bacon and eggs. I don't know what you're having."

Inuyasha jumped back in surprise.

"WHAT?! I could shoot you right here and now, so don't even try to get all independent and smart mouthy with me!"

"Yes, you could. But then who'd you take residence under? Another woman who you 'know'?" She smiled at her victory won over him. As long as he lived with her, he couldn't shoot her.

"Wench! You make me breakfast now! There's no way you can eat that much! Unless you're trying to gain twenty pounds, you can't afford to anyways."

She banged the pan of bacon, causing hot grease to sputter onto Inuyasha's arm. He jumped up in surprise.

"Ooow! You bitch!"

Kagome just smiled victoriously.

"Oops, bad cook I guess. And if you want me to feed you, you better address me by my name, don't want people getting suspicious why I have a woman handling man around do you?"

He just sulked over to the small wooden table and slouched down in it in defeat, waiting for his food.

"Sir! We have confirmed that Inuyasha is indeed alive and has taken residence in a town out towards the east."

Naraku turned around in his overly large leather chair. His black wavy hair flowed freely about his face, giving him a dark look.

His lips curled upward as he gave a sinister chuckle.

"We'll let him fester there for a while, give him some time to settle in before we rip his well settled life away. Until then, search every town within a two hundred mile radius and find him."

He waved the man away with his hand and turned back around to face the bright fire that danced against the blackness of the walls.

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