Author's Note: Here's the third chapter, just like I promised. I decided to change the title from Azuma oyobi Nishi to East and West which is what it means (the names of the two gangs). Anyway, I hope you all enjoy this and...stuff...so read! Oh, and review too!
Chapter Three: Attempted Friendship, and reuniting
"Well hello there." she glanced up to see deep prussian blue eyes looking down at her with amusement.
"Um. Hi."
"Whose this, Inu Yasha?" the man asked, his eyes laughing. He had jet-black hair, just long enough to pull back into a small ponytail near the base of his neck.
"This is Kagome, Miroku. Try to contain yourself," said Inu Yasha, frowning.
"Ah! So you're Kagome." Miroku grinned at her, causing Kagome to shrink back slightly as his gave her the once over. "I can see why Kouga's hooked on you." Holding out his hand, he continued, "My name is Miroku Chikan. Inu Yasha's..."manager" and best friend. Pleased to meet you." Kagome took his hand slowly, a polite smile on her face.
"Kagome Higurashi. But I'm not staying here much longer."
"Oh. You're not? That's too bad."
"Yes she is Miroku. Kagome, you aren't leaving." She spun around, frowning at the demon.
"I don't want to stay here! I don't want to help you!"
"Well, you don't have to help me...willingly."
"Inu Yasha..." Miroku said reproachfully.
"Shut up Miroku. I am going to kill Kouga. Whether his stupid girlfriend wants me to or not," the white haired demon directed at his "manager", "I don't need your approval!" he yelled at her. She glared back, her gray eyes flashing.
"Perhaps...you should be nicer to her Inu Yasha. That could be why she isn't...warming up to you."
"Thank you, Mr. Chikan, but it's not his hospitality that's preventing from wanting to stay. It's the fact that he wants to kill my boyfriend!" cried Kagome.
"He killed my girlfriend! You're lucky I'm not killing you to get even! Not that you would care!"
"Well well well. This is a happy little household," said Miroku, with fake cheerfulness, "Inu Yasha, I think you should go out and get some food. I will help Miss Higurashi get settled in." He continued, grinning mischievously.
"Oh no, I'm not leaving her here. She might try to escape!" snapped Inu Yasha. Miroku decided not to point out the fact that he would be there, instead saying,
"Alright Inu Yasha, I'll go get some food and you can help her get settled."
"Why do we need food?" questioned the irate demon
"Because unlike you, Miss Higurashi and I cannot survived on beer and beef jerky."
"Fine. Go." Miroku gave Kagome an apologetic smile and left. She was about to follow him out the door when a hand closed around her arm.
"Where the hell do you think you're going?"
"Damn." was the only reply.
"Come on. You can't sleep by the door, as much as you probably would want to." He tugged her arm and she followed dutifully.
They went up a staircase and to right, Inu Yasha opening a door at the end of the hallway.
"This is where you're staying." It was medium sized room, sparsely furnished with basically a bed and dresser.
"Fine."
"Are all your clothes at Kouga's?"
"No. A lot are at my old house."
"Hm...we'll make a trip there tomorrow," Inu Yasha glanced around and sighed, "Look, sorry there isn't much in here. But you won't be here for very long anyway." The girl didn't reply, going in to sit on the bed.
"Thank you Mr. Tanryoku." she replied stiffly. Inu Yasha was amazed that she knew his last name.
"Just call me Inu Yasha," he said, before he left.
It wasn't long before Miroku returned with the food and they ate it quietly. Soon afterwards, Kagome went up to go to sleep. She lay in the large bed; the only happy thought in her head was that tomorrow she would go to her old house. Kagome knew her roommate still lived there and was hoping she would be home. Then the "captive" could try and escape. She couldn't let this Inu Yasha hold her imprisoned. She wouldn't. Not without a fight.
Sunlight filtered through the window, directly into Kagome's peaceful face. This caused her to roll over, muttering unhappily. After a couple seconds, she sat up abruptly and looked around.
"Oh. I forgot I was here..." stretching slowly, she got up and yawned, then shook herself slightly, before opening the door to try and discover a bathroom.
Fortunately there was such a place right across the hall. Entering it, she turned on the faucet and splashed water on her face, then ran her fingers through her hair. After fighting back another yawn, she descended the stairs and made her way to the kitchen.
"Good morning Miss Higurashi." said a cheerful Miroku, who was sitting at the table, sipping a cup of coffee and reading the newspaper.
"Morning...Mr. Chikan."
"Please, just call me Miroku." he replied, motioning to a chair next to him.
"Okay..." Kagome smiled slightly, "But only if you call me Kagome."
"Deal." He paused as she sat down, "Oh, and Inu Yasha is out...he told me to make sure you don't leave." Kagome wrinkled her nose at this and then looked at his coffee cup longingly.
"Would it be possible for me to get a cup of that?" she asked
"Sure, the pot's on the counter."
After getting some coffee, she returned to her chair and sighed.
"Well...this sucks." Miroku chuckled, saying,
"It can't be so bad. You're going to get your things from you old house today, is that right?"
"Yes." This reminded Kagome that she might have a chance to escape.
"Inu Yasha said that we would go over there as soon as he gets back."
"Okay." she sipped her coffee as Miroku read the newspaper wordlessly. After a moment he peeled a section away from the bulk and handed it to Kagome. "Thanks." she murmured, starting to read, forgetting the place around her and her problems for the world outside, with all their problems.
There was a loud noise as the front door slammed. Kagome flinched as Miroku glanced up semi-amused. Inu Yasha stormed into the room, glaring at the two.
"What are you doing?" he snapped at Kagome.
"Well, from what I can tell, I'm reading the newspaper." she responded very calmly, though she didn't feel that way.
"Fine. Put it down, we're going to your old house. Now. Come on Miroku. We'll have to take your car." Miroku drained his cup and stood, heading for the front, Kagome hurrying behind him and Inu Yasha bringing up the rear. Outside in the driveway sat a yellow Prowler.
"Nice car..." said Kagome softly, Inu Yasha snorted. Miroku ignored the white haired demon and smiled graciously at the young woman.
"Why thank you, Kagome. Unfortunately we shall all be squeezed into the front seat, because Inu Yasha will not take two...modes of transportation."
"Huh?"
"I have a motorcycle," growled Inu Yasha, "And three people can't fit on it. And I need to keep an eye on you."
"Humph." said Kagome, waiting uncomfortably by the passenger door of the car. Miroku opened it for her and waved his hand ceremoniously.
"Regrettably, Kagome, you must sit in the center. I apologize profusely." Inu Yasha tried to stifle a snigger but Kagome heard it anyway.
"That's alright," she said, sliding into the middle and shifting slightly when Inu Yasha got in next to her. Miroku went around to the other side and got in, pulling out keys and starting the flashy automobile.
Kagome gave him clear directions to her house and they pulled up to the white suburban expanse in no time. Kagome waited for Miroku to get out and then slid out on his side quickly, avoiding Inu Yasha's burning gaze. As she moved past Miroku, she felt a hand brush against her rear and turned in surprise to see Miroku looking innocently at her.
"Did you just...?" she shook her head, answering her own question. He had been too nice to her. Must have been an accident. Miroku's smirk when she turned away proved otherwise though. There was a soft rumble to his side and he glanced over to see Inu Yasha frowning at him.
"I saw that Miroku."
"Why should you care?" he questioned, following Kagome up the walk
"Hands off." the demon practically snarled.
"Fine, fine."
Kagome heard none of this exchange as she inserted her key in the lock and turned the doorknob, pushing the entry door open slowly. She could faintly hear music somewhere in the house and smiled to herself as Inu Yasha suddenly stopped saying,
"What's that? Why do I smell someone else here?"
"That," Kagome said, pausing dramatically, "would be my roommate."
"You're what?" cried Inu Yasha as someone appeared in the entrance hallway, slight fear on her face.
"K-Kagome?" there was a silence as Kagome turned to see a women her age staring at her as if she had come back from the dead. Long black hair was pulled back into a ponytail and soft brown eyes widened as she took in the two men.
"Hey Sango..."
"Kagome!" The women threw herself at her old roommate, who blinked in surprised as Sango hugged her tightly, "I haven't seen you in ages! Didn't you say you moved in with Kouga?"
"Yeah...well...I'm here to collect some stuff. This is Inu Yasha and Miroku." she motioned to the two men, one grinning widely and the other glowering.
"Inu Yasha?" said Sango in astonishment, pulling back from her roommate to see the demon better. Kagome caught her friend's eye and mouthed "get me away from them". Sango's eyes widened and she turned sharply. "Well, come on, you must be in a hurry." She turned back to the men, "How about you two wait here, and we'll be right back. I'd rather you not come in, my house is a mess!"
"No way," said Inu Yasha quickly, "I can't risk the chance of-" Kagome had walked over to him and put her mouth to his ear, hissing,
"I promise I won't go anywhere. You're a demon, you can tell in two seconds if I do. You should respect Sango's privacy. Okay?" He nodded shortly and Kagome beamed, turning to follow Sango into the house. Inu Yasha managed to conceal his shiver from Miroku, caused by Kagome's breath in his sensitive ear.
"Well, she told you."
"Shut up Miroku."
Hey, hope you liked it. Um. Yeah. Did I have any new last names in this one? Oh yeah! Miroku's!
Chikan: Pervert (come on, ya'll knew that one)