Haunted
By $hAdOwCaT
Chapter 4: Whenever I'm Alone With You
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"Fortunes! Who wants their fortune read? Love, death, betrayal...are any of these in your future? Come here and let Madam Zaisan tell you."
Sango put her hand over her mouth in a futile attempt to hide her snort. The day she'd let Madam Zaisan read her "fortune" and find out her "future" would be the day that pigs fly. That old lady was just as believable as Miroku's exorcisms.
They were passing through a rather large town and since they were running low on some supplies, decided to do some shopping while they were there.
Madam Zaisan sat behind a small wooden desk. A stick of incense burned quietly before her. It appeared as though, Madam Zaisan's true shop was behind her for silk purple curtains were at her rear. She waved her hands, trying to get the attention of any passerbyers.
The demon exterminator leaned to Kagome and Inuyasha, who were walking behind her. "That old fortune teller gives Miroku here a run for his money. She's a lot more believable," Sango said in a low voice with a smirk.
Inuyasha snickered and Kagome giggled. Meanwhile, Miroku, who had heard all this, sighed.
"You never know, Sango," the monk said. "The old teller might actually have the 'eye'."
"The 'eye'?" Sango arched an eyebrow. "You've got to be kidding me."
"Oh yes, the magical all seeing 'eye'. The 'eye' that can see everything about everyone."
Kagome leaned over to Inuyasha, pulling at his sleeve. "What's a magical seeing 'eye'?"
The half-demon shrugged, his golden orbs falling over the girl before returning to the scene before him. "Your guess is as good as mine. Must be some stupid human thing."
He and Kagome then returned their attention to the argument before them. Some of the villagers watched the scene with raised eyebrows and hurried back to their homes.
"I'll have you know that my great-grandmother had the 'eye'!" Miroku was saying.
Sango had her arms folded over her chest. "Tsh. You actually expect me to believe that? Everyone knows that the 'eye' is nothing more than an old wives' tale used to scare little children into behaving."
"The 'eye' is real I'll have you kno-"
"What an interesting group of companions you are," said the old fortuneteller Madam Zaisan. She raised her hands in a summoning motion. "Three humans, a demon, and a half-demon."
Inuyasha stopped and in the blink of an eye was face to face with the old woman. He narrowed his eyes dangerously, his lips curved in a snarl revealing enlarged canines.
"How do you know of us?" he asked in a low, threatening tone.
"Inuyasha! What are you doing?" The rest of the gang ran after him. Kagome grabbed his arm and attempted to pull him back.
Madam Zaisan acted as though something like this happened everyday. Her almost cloudy blue eyes surveyed each of the young people in front of her. Her gaze fell upon Sango.
"You," Madam Zaisan said. "You poor thing. I can see that you have suffered through things that most can not even dream of. Your life thrown violently into a new, dangerous path. If you stay true to your heart, your future will be a happy one full of children."
Sango stared at the old woman, her eyes wide, and her jaw open.
Madam Zaisan looked to Miroku, who had a raised brow and a bewildered look on his face. "Ah yes, a man of faith. You carry a terrible burden," her fingers brushed against his right hand. "Time will only tell if you will be strong enough to overcome it. But I believe that you are."
"Really now?"
"Yes, my child. And your future," her eyes darted over in the direction of Sango. "Let's just say, keep up the good work."
Miroku smiled happily and bowed. "Yes! Thank you!"
Now the old woman turned her gaze unto the little kitsune perched on Inuyasha's shoulder. "Aren't you just the sweetest thing? Your past is a tragic one. But now you have a new life full of people who love and will protect you in times of hardships."
Shippo just blinked. "Erm...okay..."
"And you," Her clouded gaze fell upon Inuyasha. She stayed silent for several moments before speaking once more. "Your life has been a difficult one. You've been shun on both sides, even by those who were supposed to love you no matter what. A ghost of your past keeps haunting your future. But, son, the past is over. You must move on with your life and deep down I think the ghost knows that too but refuses to admit it. Look before your eyes for true happiness. It's been there the whole time and you've just never bothered to look."
Inuyasha snorted. "What kind of pathetic fool do you take me for, hag?"
Madam Zaisan ignored him, and now looked at Kagome. Her eyes widened and it appeared as though they would pop out of her head in moment's notice. She gasped and pulled off her necklace.
"I-it's you...the...Be gone! You hell-spawn!" she cried and threw the large pendant necklace.
Inuyasha was in front of Kagome, using his own body as shield from any harm. He grabbed the necklace.
"Just what the hell do you think your doing, hag?" he snarled.
"Keep that evil c-creature away from me! And if your smart you'll leave that thing too for she will be your greatest downfall!" Madam Zaisan screamed and stumbled into her shop, closing the drapes.
"I told you the old woman was a nutcase," Sango said, breaking the stunned silence.
Miroku folded his arms over his chest and nodded sagely. "She did see a bit off the deep end, but for the most part I think her predications are true."
"That's because you want to believe that their true," Shippo said as if he were stating the obvious.
Miroku made a dismissive gesture with his hand. "I wouldn't say that...it doesn't hurt to dream though, does it?"
"Your hopeless." The young kitsune gave an exasperated sigh.
Meanwhile, Kagome took a step back from the little shop. What on earth was that psycho woman talking about? What did she mean by 'the miko'? Sure Kagome was in fact herself a miko, but still there were dozens in Japan. The old woman gave the others a warning, did she mean for them to completely abandon Kagome?
Just the memory of the old fortune teller's crazed gaze was enough to make her skin crawl. There was something in that mumbled sentence that terrified her. Would she someday betray her friends?
Kagome shook her head frantically, fighting off the thought. No way. She would never do anything to harm her friends. Never.
She took several steps backwards and inhaled deeply. Get a grip, girl, she told herself. There was no need to get all worked up over some stupid fortune. Chances were that the woman was wrong. But...what she said about the others was true...
Something or someone bumped into the girl, knocking her off of her feet. A gasp barely escaped her lips when the stranger caught her. Kagome found herself staring at a young man who looked startlingly familiar.
"Sorry about that," the young man said, the side of his lip curved upwards in a smirk. "Guess I wasn't watching where I was going."
Kagome just nodded dumbly, unable to do anything but gape at the stranger. That face, she thought in shock, I know that face.
The young man had long black hair that fell behind him; his eyes were violet in color and twinkled with an inner confidence. He was of lean build, but it was easy to see that the stranger was quite strong and fast. There was something odd about him, his clothing appeared to be quite modern. He was dressed in a red shirt and black, baggy pants.
"Is there something on my face?" his smirk grew.
"N-no! That's not it," Kagome said quickly. "I-just...I'm really sorry. I don't know what came over me."
"No big. But uh, in case you didn't notice..." he indicated with his eyes that she was still leaning in his arms.
Kagome blushed and quickly straightened. "I'm so sorry."
"I consider this my lucky day. It's not everyday that a beautiful woman like yourself come crashing down on me. May I inquire as to what your name is?"
"Kagome, and you are?"
His smirk widened. "Now is not the time. My name is of no importance at the moment."
"But I told you mine. It's only fair that you tell me yours."
"I don't play fair, babe."
Kagome scowled. What a pompous jerk!
"It's been a pleasure meeting you, lady Kagome, but I must go now. We will meet again," with that the mysterious black haired teenager bowed low and departed.
That was...odd. Kagome watched him disappear in the crowd. Something about that guy felt familiar. Not only that but the way he looked. Was it all some kind of coincidence?
Her heart began to beat painfully. She could feel the veins in her neck throbbing. The pain grew to brink of unbearable. Everything around her was spinning and out of focus. Then the world turned black.
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"I don't understand. She was fine just a minute ago."
"Kagome!"
"Speak to us, Kagome."
Kagome scrunched her face and soon her eyelids fluttered open. She found herself staring at the blurry faces of her friends. Sunlight shone brightly behind them. She blinked furiously to get her vision to focus, but all she could see was the blinding brightness.
Where am I? She wondered as her mind tried to make sense of her surroundings. Something warm was around her, incasing her in this almost heavenly warmth. She found herself snuggling closer, sighing in contentment.
"Huh? What's going on, you guys?" she mumbled, putting her hand over her eyes to block the harsh rays of the sun.
"We were at the old teller's shop when you passed out, Kagome," she heard Sango's voice say.
Her head rolled over her shoulder, hitting something hard. Gingerly, Kagome placed her hand on it and found it generated the same heat. Her breath caught her in chest as she felt something move underneath it. Something pulsating in the same rhythmic beats. Almost like a heart.
Dear God, just whose arms was she in?
A rumble sounded by her ear. Blinking, Kagome found herself staring at red. Her vision was perfectly clear now and all she could see was red. She clutched a fistful of the red material. This was the same material as the fire-rat kimono that Inuyasha always wore.
"I-Inuyasha...?"
She looked up and saw him looking back at her. His expression fierce while his eyes gave away his true feelings. Those golden orbs shone with relief.
"Are you alright, Kagome?" Inuyasha asked in low voice as if he were afraid the volume of his voice would harm the girl from the future in any way.
She nodded, but couldn't bring herself to look away. There was something comforting about being here. In his arms. It felt so...so right.
"Where are we?" her voice came out as a whisper. Until now, Kagome didn't realize how thirsty she was until she spoke. Her mouth was extremely dry.
Inuyasha's eyes flickered across the room before he looked back at Kagome. "We're in an inn. Miroku used his little exorcism to get us the finest rooms," the last part came out bitter.
She nodded once more. She opened her mouth to speak but no words came out. A blush tinted her cheeks. "C-can I have something to drink?"
Inuyasha shifted their combined weight and pulled Kagome's large backpack to him. He rummaged through it and found a water bottle.
"Here," he handed it to her.
She lifted the bottle to her lips with shaky hands. The cool liquid felt so good and refreshing in dry mouth and throat. Her eyes closed in contentment and she sighed.
"Thank you," she muttered.
Inuyasha just nodded and took the bottle from her hands, setting it next to them.
Kagome opened her eyes and looked around the room. It was spaciously decorated with only two beds. The window had the curtains closed. A thought struck her. When she had come to there was a bright blinding light, but the blinds were closed and room was dark. How bizarre.
"Where did everyone go?"
"Miroku, Sango, and Shippo have a room next door to ours. We're the only ones here."
"But I heard Sango ask me something when I came to. What happened to her?"
Inuyasha frowned and furrowed his brow. "Kagome, Sango wasn't here when you woke up."
"But I could have sworn I heard her..." Kagome tried to sit up but was hit with a wave of nausea and returned back to her position.
She closed her eyes and tried to make sense of things. She saw a bright light but the curtains were closed. She heard Sango's voice when Sango wasn't there. The only logical conclusion was that she was losing her mind. Although, there was one plus side to all this; she was lying in Inuyasha's arms.
"Uh, Inuyasha? Can I ask you something?" Kagome could feel the heat rising in her cheeks.
"Yeah, sure."
Well, here goes nothing. "Um, why am I in your arms?"
Color flushed in the half-demon's cheeks as his golden eyes widened slightly. "W-when you passed out, I managed to catch you before you hit the ground. I c-carried you all the way to this inn, but when I tried to set you down...you...wouldn't let go," he stammered quickly.
"Oh, I see."
An uncomfortable silence fell upon them. The half-demon's ear twitched nervously. He waited for Kagome to say something, but she continued to rest her face on his chest. The silence grew unbearable. Why wouldn't the damn girl say anything?
"Would you like me to set you down on the bed?" Inuyasha asked, finally.
"Only if you want to," a small smile graced her lips. "I don't know about you, but I'm actually quite comfortable."
Inuyasha snorted. "Your such a strange girl."
She just smiled in response. A sudden drowsiness fell over her senses. Her eyes closed and a sigh escaped her lips. No matter how tired she was however, Kagome would not sleep. Not tonight. She didn't want to disturb her friends; she didn't want to see their worried faces. Most of all, she didn't want to see Inuyasha's lifeless body. That was an image she was better off without.
She felt Inuyasha's heart rate increase suddenly. His throat rumbled in a low, threatening growl.
"Inuyasha? What's wrong?" Kagome asked softly, opening her eyes.
One of his silver dog-ears was twitching insistently, the way it always did when he was upset or annoyed.
"I can't believe this..." he muttered.
Kagome blinked. "Believe what?"
"That fool! How many times do I have to tell him...?" Inuyasha rambled on to himself, thoroughly confusing the girl. His eyes had a faraway gaze and were locked on the door.
What was he talking about? Kagome wondered. The least he could do was keep his thoughts to himself if he was going ignore her like this. Kagome grabbed a lock of his hair and yanked hard.
Inuyasha yelped loudly and glared at her. "What the hell was that for?!"
"What were you talking about?"
"Koga."
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Author's Note: Chapter Four is complete! Sorry it took me so long to update. It's just that I didn't really like this chapter, so I attempted to fix it to make it halfway better. Hope my attempt's worked. Thanks for all the reviews everyone! Next chapter, I'll thank each and every one of you with a little review answer section. soo please review!
--$hAdOwCaT
By $hAdOwCaT
Chapter 4: Whenever I'm Alone With You
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"Fortunes! Who wants their fortune read? Love, death, betrayal...are any of these in your future? Come here and let Madam Zaisan tell you."
Sango put her hand over her mouth in a futile attempt to hide her snort. The day she'd let Madam Zaisan read her "fortune" and find out her "future" would be the day that pigs fly. That old lady was just as believable as Miroku's exorcisms.
They were passing through a rather large town and since they were running low on some supplies, decided to do some shopping while they were there.
Madam Zaisan sat behind a small wooden desk. A stick of incense burned quietly before her. It appeared as though, Madam Zaisan's true shop was behind her for silk purple curtains were at her rear. She waved her hands, trying to get the attention of any passerbyers.
The demon exterminator leaned to Kagome and Inuyasha, who were walking behind her. "That old fortune teller gives Miroku here a run for his money. She's a lot more believable," Sango said in a low voice with a smirk.
Inuyasha snickered and Kagome giggled. Meanwhile, Miroku, who had heard all this, sighed.
"You never know, Sango," the monk said. "The old teller might actually have the 'eye'."
"The 'eye'?" Sango arched an eyebrow. "You've got to be kidding me."
"Oh yes, the magical all seeing 'eye'. The 'eye' that can see everything about everyone."
Kagome leaned over to Inuyasha, pulling at his sleeve. "What's a magical seeing 'eye'?"
The half-demon shrugged, his golden orbs falling over the girl before returning to the scene before him. "Your guess is as good as mine. Must be some stupid human thing."
He and Kagome then returned their attention to the argument before them. Some of the villagers watched the scene with raised eyebrows and hurried back to their homes.
"I'll have you know that my great-grandmother had the 'eye'!" Miroku was saying.
Sango had her arms folded over her chest. "Tsh. You actually expect me to believe that? Everyone knows that the 'eye' is nothing more than an old wives' tale used to scare little children into behaving."
"The 'eye' is real I'll have you kno-"
"What an interesting group of companions you are," said the old fortuneteller Madam Zaisan. She raised her hands in a summoning motion. "Three humans, a demon, and a half-demon."
Inuyasha stopped and in the blink of an eye was face to face with the old woman. He narrowed his eyes dangerously, his lips curved in a snarl revealing enlarged canines.
"How do you know of us?" he asked in a low, threatening tone.
"Inuyasha! What are you doing?" The rest of the gang ran after him. Kagome grabbed his arm and attempted to pull him back.
Madam Zaisan acted as though something like this happened everyday. Her almost cloudy blue eyes surveyed each of the young people in front of her. Her gaze fell upon Sango.
"You," Madam Zaisan said. "You poor thing. I can see that you have suffered through things that most can not even dream of. Your life thrown violently into a new, dangerous path. If you stay true to your heart, your future will be a happy one full of children."
Sango stared at the old woman, her eyes wide, and her jaw open.
Madam Zaisan looked to Miroku, who had a raised brow and a bewildered look on his face. "Ah yes, a man of faith. You carry a terrible burden," her fingers brushed against his right hand. "Time will only tell if you will be strong enough to overcome it. But I believe that you are."
"Really now?"
"Yes, my child. And your future," her eyes darted over in the direction of Sango. "Let's just say, keep up the good work."
Miroku smiled happily and bowed. "Yes! Thank you!"
Now the old woman turned her gaze unto the little kitsune perched on Inuyasha's shoulder. "Aren't you just the sweetest thing? Your past is a tragic one. But now you have a new life full of people who love and will protect you in times of hardships."
Shippo just blinked. "Erm...okay..."
"And you," Her clouded gaze fell upon Inuyasha. She stayed silent for several moments before speaking once more. "Your life has been a difficult one. You've been shun on both sides, even by those who were supposed to love you no matter what. A ghost of your past keeps haunting your future. But, son, the past is over. You must move on with your life and deep down I think the ghost knows that too but refuses to admit it. Look before your eyes for true happiness. It's been there the whole time and you've just never bothered to look."
Inuyasha snorted. "What kind of pathetic fool do you take me for, hag?"
Madam Zaisan ignored him, and now looked at Kagome. Her eyes widened and it appeared as though they would pop out of her head in moment's notice. She gasped and pulled off her necklace.
"I-it's you...the...Be gone! You hell-spawn!" she cried and threw the large pendant necklace.
Inuyasha was in front of Kagome, using his own body as shield from any harm. He grabbed the necklace.
"Just what the hell do you think your doing, hag?" he snarled.
"Keep that evil c-creature away from me! And if your smart you'll leave that thing too for she will be your greatest downfall!" Madam Zaisan screamed and stumbled into her shop, closing the drapes.
"I told you the old woman was a nutcase," Sango said, breaking the stunned silence.
Miroku folded his arms over his chest and nodded sagely. "She did see a bit off the deep end, but for the most part I think her predications are true."
"That's because you want to believe that their true," Shippo said as if he were stating the obvious.
Miroku made a dismissive gesture with his hand. "I wouldn't say that...it doesn't hurt to dream though, does it?"
"Your hopeless." The young kitsune gave an exasperated sigh.
Meanwhile, Kagome took a step back from the little shop. What on earth was that psycho woman talking about? What did she mean by 'the miko'? Sure Kagome was in fact herself a miko, but still there were dozens in Japan. The old woman gave the others a warning, did she mean for them to completely abandon Kagome?
Just the memory of the old fortune teller's crazed gaze was enough to make her skin crawl. There was something in that mumbled sentence that terrified her. Would she someday betray her friends?
Kagome shook her head frantically, fighting off the thought. No way. She would never do anything to harm her friends. Never.
She took several steps backwards and inhaled deeply. Get a grip, girl, she told herself. There was no need to get all worked up over some stupid fortune. Chances were that the woman was wrong. But...what she said about the others was true...
Something or someone bumped into the girl, knocking her off of her feet. A gasp barely escaped her lips when the stranger caught her. Kagome found herself staring at a young man who looked startlingly familiar.
"Sorry about that," the young man said, the side of his lip curved upwards in a smirk. "Guess I wasn't watching where I was going."
Kagome just nodded dumbly, unable to do anything but gape at the stranger. That face, she thought in shock, I know that face.
The young man had long black hair that fell behind him; his eyes were violet in color and twinkled with an inner confidence. He was of lean build, but it was easy to see that the stranger was quite strong and fast. There was something odd about him, his clothing appeared to be quite modern. He was dressed in a red shirt and black, baggy pants.
"Is there something on my face?" his smirk grew.
"N-no! That's not it," Kagome said quickly. "I-just...I'm really sorry. I don't know what came over me."
"No big. But uh, in case you didn't notice..." he indicated with his eyes that she was still leaning in his arms.
Kagome blushed and quickly straightened. "I'm so sorry."
"I consider this my lucky day. It's not everyday that a beautiful woman like yourself come crashing down on me. May I inquire as to what your name is?"
"Kagome, and you are?"
His smirk widened. "Now is not the time. My name is of no importance at the moment."
"But I told you mine. It's only fair that you tell me yours."
"I don't play fair, babe."
Kagome scowled. What a pompous jerk!
"It's been a pleasure meeting you, lady Kagome, but I must go now. We will meet again," with that the mysterious black haired teenager bowed low and departed.
That was...odd. Kagome watched him disappear in the crowd. Something about that guy felt familiar. Not only that but the way he looked. Was it all some kind of coincidence?
Her heart began to beat painfully. She could feel the veins in her neck throbbing. The pain grew to brink of unbearable. Everything around her was spinning and out of focus. Then the world turned black.
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"I don't understand. She was fine just a minute ago."
"Kagome!"
"Speak to us, Kagome."
Kagome scrunched her face and soon her eyelids fluttered open. She found herself staring at the blurry faces of her friends. Sunlight shone brightly behind them. She blinked furiously to get her vision to focus, but all she could see was the blinding brightness.
Where am I? She wondered as her mind tried to make sense of her surroundings. Something warm was around her, incasing her in this almost heavenly warmth. She found herself snuggling closer, sighing in contentment.
"Huh? What's going on, you guys?" she mumbled, putting her hand over her eyes to block the harsh rays of the sun.
"We were at the old teller's shop when you passed out, Kagome," she heard Sango's voice say.
Her head rolled over her shoulder, hitting something hard. Gingerly, Kagome placed her hand on it and found it generated the same heat. Her breath caught her in chest as she felt something move underneath it. Something pulsating in the same rhythmic beats. Almost like a heart.
Dear God, just whose arms was she in?
A rumble sounded by her ear. Blinking, Kagome found herself staring at red. Her vision was perfectly clear now and all she could see was red. She clutched a fistful of the red material. This was the same material as the fire-rat kimono that Inuyasha always wore.
"I-Inuyasha...?"
She looked up and saw him looking back at her. His expression fierce while his eyes gave away his true feelings. Those golden orbs shone with relief.
"Are you alright, Kagome?" Inuyasha asked in low voice as if he were afraid the volume of his voice would harm the girl from the future in any way.
She nodded, but couldn't bring herself to look away. There was something comforting about being here. In his arms. It felt so...so right.
"Where are we?" her voice came out as a whisper. Until now, Kagome didn't realize how thirsty she was until she spoke. Her mouth was extremely dry.
Inuyasha's eyes flickered across the room before he looked back at Kagome. "We're in an inn. Miroku used his little exorcism to get us the finest rooms," the last part came out bitter.
She nodded once more. She opened her mouth to speak but no words came out. A blush tinted her cheeks. "C-can I have something to drink?"
Inuyasha shifted their combined weight and pulled Kagome's large backpack to him. He rummaged through it and found a water bottle.
"Here," he handed it to her.
She lifted the bottle to her lips with shaky hands. The cool liquid felt so good and refreshing in dry mouth and throat. Her eyes closed in contentment and she sighed.
"Thank you," she muttered.
Inuyasha just nodded and took the bottle from her hands, setting it next to them.
Kagome opened her eyes and looked around the room. It was spaciously decorated with only two beds. The window had the curtains closed. A thought struck her. When she had come to there was a bright blinding light, but the blinds were closed and room was dark. How bizarre.
"Where did everyone go?"
"Miroku, Sango, and Shippo have a room next door to ours. We're the only ones here."
"But I heard Sango ask me something when I came to. What happened to her?"
Inuyasha frowned and furrowed his brow. "Kagome, Sango wasn't here when you woke up."
"But I could have sworn I heard her..." Kagome tried to sit up but was hit with a wave of nausea and returned back to her position.
She closed her eyes and tried to make sense of things. She saw a bright light but the curtains were closed. She heard Sango's voice when Sango wasn't there. The only logical conclusion was that she was losing her mind. Although, there was one plus side to all this; she was lying in Inuyasha's arms.
"Uh, Inuyasha? Can I ask you something?" Kagome could feel the heat rising in her cheeks.
"Yeah, sure."
Well, here goes nothing. "Um, why am I in your arms?"
Color flushed in the half-demon's cheeks as his golden eyes widened slightly. "W-when you passed out, I managed to catch you before you hit the ground. I c-carried you all the way to this inn, but when I tried to set you down...you...wouldn't let go," he stammered quickly.
"Oh, I see."
An uncomfortable silence fell upon them. The half-demon's ear twitched nervously. He waited for Kagome to say something, but she continued to rest her face on his chest. The silence grew unbearable. Why wouldn't the damn girl say anything?
"Would you like me to set you down on the bed?" Inuyasha asked, finally.
"Only if you want to," a small smile graced her lips. "I don't know about you, but I'm actually quite comfortable."
Inuyasha snorted. "Your such a strange girl."
She just smiled in response. A sudden drowsiness fell over her senses. Her eyes closed and a sigh escaped her lips. No matter how tired she was however, Kagome would not sleep. Not tonight. She didn't want to disturb her friends; she didn't want to see their worried faces. Most of all, she didn't want to see Inuyasha's lifeless body. That was an image she was better off without.
She felt Inuyasha's heart rate increase suddenly. His throat rumbled in a low, threatening growl.
"Inuyasha? What's wrong?" Kagome asked softly, opening her eyes.
One of his silver dog-ears was twitching insistently, the way it always did when he was upset or annoyed.
"I can't believe this..." he muttered.
Kagome blinked. "Believe what?"
"That fool! How many times do I have to tell him...?" Inuyasha rambled on to himself, thoroughly confusing the girl. His eyes had a faraway gaze and were locked on the door.
What was he talking about? Kagome wondered. The least he could do was keep his thoughts to himself if he was going ignore her like this. Kagome grabbed a lock of his hair and yanked hard.
Inuyasha yelped loudly and glared at her. "What the hell was that for?!"
"What were you talking about?"
"Koga."
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Author's Note: Chapter Four is complete! Sorry it took me so long to update. It's just that I didn't really like this chapter, so I attempted to fix it to make it halfway better. Hope my attempt's worked. Thanks for all the reviews everyone! Next chapter, I'll thank each and every one of you with a little review answer section. soo please review!
--$hAdOwCaT