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Chapter 4: Welcome

Inuyasha:

This is stupid. I don't know why I'm here. I don't need an apartment. Feh. Stupid Miroku. That Kagome girl is pretty cute, though. Annoying, but cute. She's also a cool driver. Talkative, but a cool driver. Her car sucks, however. Who purposefully buys a pink car? She has issues.

Narrator:

"Sango?"

"Yes, Kagome?"

"Did you bring the key to the door?"

"Wait, you don't have it, do you."

"You're supposed to be the smarter, more responsible one. No, I thought you did."

"Then how do you suppose we get inside?!"

"Do you have a bobby pin?" Inuyasha asks.

"Huh? Yeah, why?"

"Give it to me." Taking down her hair, Kagome hands Inuyasha a bobby pin. Taking it, he furrows his eyebrows and begins to concentrate. Kagome giggles; Inuyasha glares at her and opens the door.

"You can thank me now." He grumbles. Kagome playfully kisses him on the cheek and walks inside. Inuyasha appeared not to have expected this. Blushing slightly, he puts his hand to his cheek, before noticing Sango and Miroku staring at him curiously.

"K-keh"

Sango hides a smile behind her hand, but Miroku smirks openly.

"This is going to be very interesting." Miroku whispers slyly to Sango. They step inside and see Inuyasha and Kagome engaged in a staring contest, a bottle of whipped cream between them. "Very interesting indeed." Kagome tugs the bottle, which they are both holding tightly to.

"Come on, gimme a little, please!"

"No. It's mine. I don't share."

"Please?"

"No."
"Please?"

"No."

"PLEASE!"

"Woman!"

"Fine." She says sullenly, letting go. Noticing her fried standing in the doorway, pounding her head repeatedly on the door, she points accusingly at Inuyasha.

"He has whipped cream! In a BOTTLE! They MUST live with us!" Sango bangs harder.

Miroku sweat drops, and asks Sango for a tour of the house.

"Oh yeah!" Completely forgetting why she was inflicting injury on her skull, she straightens up and starts walking towards a door.

"This apartment has three rooms. Since there is a possibility of four people living here, one of you might need to sleep on the couch. I was going to tell you on the phone, but, ah," she looks at Inuyasha. "I didn't get the chance.

"That's no problem, though, we can get a bed when we save enough money. Until then, you can borrow some blankets and pillows, Inuyasha." Kagome smiles.

"Wait up! How come I have to sleep on the couch?! Why not him?!" He points at Miroku.

"Because you're stupidest." Miroku replied. Inuyasha was about to yell a remark back at the other boy, but Kagome puts a hand on his shoulder.

"Don't worry, 'Yasha! We'll get a bed for you in no time! When we get enough money. We're very poor right now."

"Whatever." Inuyasha's cheeks flushed slightly. Thankfully for him, the others do not notice and continue on with the tour.

"this is my room." Sango says, opening the door to a clean room with light green paint on the walls. It had a made bed, and a white dresser and bookshelf. "I'm a neat freak. Which is more than I can say for some other people." She directs a pointed glare at Kagome. She opens a door that shows a room with beads hanging from the top of the doorframe.

"This is my room!"

"What a surprise."

The bed was unmade, clothes were everywhere and the walls . . . were orange.

"Why are your curtains black?"

"Keeps the morning sun out. It's as close as I can get to turning it off. I'm a night person."

"Hmm."

The next room was the bathroom. "Please tell me there's another one in this house?!" Inuyasha asks, an air of urgency creeping into his voice.

"Er, no. I told you there was only one bathroom."

"But it's fricken' PINK!"

"Hey, it was painted this way when we got here. We just added the pink shower curtain, and the towels, and the rug and the doorknob."

"And the wall of beauty supplies." Added Kagome seriously.

"Which is not going anywhere, IO suppose?"

"No."

"Didn't think so."

"Moving on, please?"

"This is the spare bedroom, which, remind me, Kagome, we need to get bed sheets for."

"Right."

"The next room is the kitchen/dining room area. We-" but Sango was cut off by Kagome.

"Sango, don't forget, we need to get bed sheets for the spare bedroom." Sango closes her eyes.

"Thank you, Kagome."

"You know, why don't you do it now and I'll do the rest of the tour?"

"I don't know . . ."

"Please?! I've never been a tour guide before!"

"Well, when you put it that way . . . okay."

"Coolie!" Sango leaves and Kagome continues the tour. "And to your left, we have the cabinets. They're empty, Inuyasha, don't bother." He rolls his eyes. "To the left we have the dishwasher, and the refrigerator, also empty." Inuyasha sticks his head way in.

"Nuh-uh! There's some pickles and some Chinese take-out in here." Says Inuyasha.

"We have pickles?!"

"We have Chinese take-out?" Sango sticks her head around the corner.

"Well, not really. It's four weeks expired."

"Oh yeah."

"Just for the record, what do you guys eat?" asked Miroku.

"Well, chicken noodle soup, ramen and other canned, bagged, and boxed instant products."

"Ramen?"

"Yeah, Kagome works in the factory." Sango had finished putting on the bed sheets and was now answering Inuyasha's desperately asked question.

"I get free stuff all the time!" Kagome smiles.

"I like it here!"

"Now, Inuyasha, don't be hasty. We don't know the price. Which, by the way, what is the price?" Miroku asked.

"Well, monthly it will be, (insert a reasonable price here. I dunno how much an apartment may cost in Tokyo. So sorry.)" said Sango.

"That's great! When can we move in?"

"Just like that?" Kagome asks. Sango and Kagome exchange glances.

"Sure. The price is good. Why not?"

"Okay. How long will it take you to move your stuff?"

"Yeah, where are you living now?" asked Kagome.

"We could pick it up for you." Sango offers.

"Er, at Inuyasha's brother's house." Said Miroku.

"Fricken' half brother."

"Whatever."

"Why would you want to move out of your brother's house?" asked Sango. "If I could, I'd have Kohaku move in with me."

"Fricken' half brother. And cause I hate him."

"You hate him?!" Kagome gasped. "NEVER use that word! I don't like it."

"Whatever."

"Okay, so when can we pick up your stuff?" Sango asks.

"Well, is tonight okay?" asks Miroku sheepishly.

"T-tonight?"

"Yeah, that's great!"

"Kagome, be quiet."

"Okay." Miroku whips out a notepad and a pencil and begins writing. "Here are the directions." He hands the piece of paper to a still very shocked Sango.

"Be there at six?" He smiles.

"Uh . . . uh . . ."

"Yeah, of course we will!" Kagome comes to Sango's rescue. "Right, Sango?"

"Yes . . . oh yes, of course!" She smiles, and seeing her do this, Kagome flashes Inuyasha and Miroku a grin.

"See you at six."

AN: Okay, cha, well, I have to go do homework now, so review, please!