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A/N: Isn't it pathetic that my own sister has to go on the internet to read my story? (And even then she'll only read the chapter if it has Kouga in it) There's roughly 9 more chapters left in this story (after this one) (but I could be wrong), just in case anyone is interested. Random thoughts of the day: 'I'm such a procrastinator!' and 'Nothing inspires you to write about Inu Yasha better than listening to the theme songs for a whole week.'

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Chapter 11- Suspicions

"You girls have always been after my leftovers, and this whole charade just proves it." Kikyo said in a regal voice.

"What are you talking about?" Ayame asked not seeing the connection.

"You and Kagome went after my left over men, while Sango has been after the food." Kikyo replied.

"Food?" Sango asked not understanding.

"Yes, listen up because I will only explain this once," Kikyo said with a dangerous glint in her eye, "Sango, you finished off Naraku, which I will never forgive you for, Ayame, you are dating Kouga, and Kagome," She spat out her name like a derogatory word, "you are dating Inu Yasha.

"I will let you all go free if you allow me to live at your house for the time being and if you stop dating those boys. Deal?"

"Deal." Kagome spat. "Now, let us out of here."

"Fine, fine." Kikyo replied.

She bent over and unlocked the handcuffs that were binding them to the wall.

Kagome vaguely wondered why Hojo had handcuffs on the wall of his study. Then it came to her. "Oh, ewww..." she let out a disgusted noise.

"What?" Kikyo snapped at her.

"Nothing." She replied.

"We should get going...home then." Kikyo said as though she didn't like the fact that she would be living with the other three remaining girls.

"Yes, allow us to lead the way." Ayame said pretending to be submissive.

"Fine, fine." Kikyo sighed in annoyance.

"Would you like us to carry your...bags?" Sango asked following Ayame's lead.

"Yes, go get them. They're over there." Kikyo waved a perfectly manicured hand toward the corner of the study. "Chop, chop."

"Yes, our lady." Sango, Ayame and Kagome said, going over to pick up the bags.

-()-

"What the hell was that?" Inu Yasha mumbled angrily to Miroku.

"Please clam down. I have no idea, but we will find out don't worry." Miroku said calmly.

"How can I calm down when you're driving my car?" Inu Yasha asked his breathing getting irrational.

"I'm only driving it cause you didn't want to accidentally total it." Miroku replied.

With a lack of anything more intelligent to say, Inu Yasha just retorted with a sullen, "Keh."

"Intelligent as always I see." Miroku muttered.

-()-

"Hurry up and get into the vehicle." Kikyo said gesturing to the brand new black Ford Escape.

Ayame, Sango and Kagome piled her luggage into the trunk of the vehicle.

"I shall drive." Ayame said, walking over to the driver's side and opening the door. The only reason she was acting so...submissive was because she didn't want Kikyo to use her own methods to make her behave.

"Well?" Kikyo snapped impatiently.

"Yes, my lady." Kagome replied stepping in front of Kikyo to open the passenger door.

Kagome closed the door after Kikyo got in then sulkily climbed into the front seat. She was surprised to see that Kikyo even fit in the truck with that dress on. She vaguely noticed that she was still wearing her dress.

"Hurry up you little twit." Kikyo said impatiently tapping her foot and crossing her arms.

"I'm sorry my lady but there is a speed limit here." Ayame ground out.

"I don't know why I put up with you girls." Kikyo sighed.

Kagome looked out the tinted window. They were almost home, less than a minute away now.

Kagome mentally sighed as Ayame slowed down the vehicle; it was going to be a long week. She hoped it would only be a week anyway.

Kikyo opened her door and walked over to the front door.

"You call this a house?" Kikyo asked disgustedly tapping her foot impatiently and crossing her arms.

Kagome hadn't even been around Kikyo for more than an hour (consciously), and yet already she was resisting the strong urge to reach out and strangle her.

Sango quickly opened the front door and stepped to the side allowing the huffy and impatient Kikyo to storm inside.

"I'll go pick my room out then." Kikyo said walking through the living room and towards the cramped hallway that had the bedrooms down it.

"Too bad homicide's a crime..." Kagome muttered quietly.

-()-

"Inu Yasha, what in the world are you doing?" Miroku glanced over at his friend, who was sitting on the couch going through an old photo album.

"Just going through this old photo album that I got from Kikyo when we were dating, 50 years ago." Inu Yasha said pensively.

"50 ye... she didn't look a day older than 17..." Miroku said in awe.

"I never said she was human."

"If she wasn't human then...what was she?"

"A vampire, I'm worried about Kagome, even though she lied to me about knowing Kikyo... I think she's in danger. I can feel it."

-()-

Kagome sighed loudly as she carefully painted Kikyo's toes. Kikyo had chosen Yuka's former room to stay in, only because the pink frilliness suited her. She sighed again; at least she still had her room.

"Sango, would you be a dear and give me a facial?" Kikyo asked.

"Sure." Sango answered with a strained smile, it wasn't like she had any choice anyway.

"Thanks." Kikyo said as she shifted to a laying down position on the bed in Yuka's former room.

"Ayame, could you fetch me a 'Bloody' Mary? Thanks, you're a doll." Kikyo said, without waiting for an answer.

Ayame sighed and went to the fridge.

"And could you girls stop sighing, it's really depressing." Kikyo commanded.

"Yes my lady." they chorused glumly.

-()-

"Inu Yasha, what are you doing now?" Miroku asked glancing curiously at Inu Yasha.

"Calling Kagome to see if she's alright." Inu Yasha replied not looking up from his cell.

"Uh, dude, do you even remember her number?" Miroku asked.

"You have to know a number to call someone?" Inu Yasha asked confusedly.

"Duh."

-()-

"Lady Kikyo, I'm going out to get some pink nail polish and other such stuff." Ayame said with a grimace.

"Very well, but be quick about it." Kikyo said crossing her arms carefully so as not to smudge her perfectly polished nails.

"I think I will I assist her." Kagome said quickly.

"Hey! Don't leave me here with he...nothing to do!" Sango amended quickly.

"You will be doing my hair." Kikyo said not even noticing Sango's slip-up.

"Yes, my lady." Sango said through ground teeth.

"I would like my hair curled, but only on every tenth strand." Kikyo ordered.

"This is going to be impossible..." Sango muttered.

-()-

"She's going to be bald by the time we get back." Ayame commented having heard Kikyo's ludicrous request.

"Nope, she won't, remember, we are forever preserved the way we were when we were bitten, so if she loses any hair it'll all grow back." Kagome said matter-of-factly.

"So you're saying that if I take those scissors there and chop off all my hair, it'll grow back?" Ayame asked glancing at the scissors on the dashboard of the vehicle.

"Yes, but you should've already found that out." Kagome replied.

"Okay, well, we're here." Ayame said.

"Where's here?" Kagome asked stupidly.

"The store, where we're gonna buy more pink nail polish remember?" Ayame asked.

"Oh, right." Kagome replied.

"Okay, let's go in now."

"Hello Ayame, fancy seeing you here."

"Oh, hello Kouga." Ayame said lamely with a weak wave in his direction.

"What're you girls doing here?" Kouga asked as he finally caught up to them.

"Hmm, I don't know, it is a grocery store," Kagome said thoughtfully, "we're shopping you dolt."

"At eight o'clock at night?" Kouga asked.

"Well duh, remember we have a rare skin condition, meaning, no sunlight for us." Kagome replied with a sniff.

"Oh, right. I forgot." Kouga said dumbly.

Kagome sniffed again, this time less audibly.

"Let me escort you to the store." Kouga offered.

Kagome nodded mutely and Kouga led them toward the store.

Ayame tugged on Kagome's sleeve. "What is it?" She asked.

"I smell a traitor." Kagome said just loud enough for Ayame to hear.

"I don't smell any-oh my god." Ayame replied as she took a sniff of the air where Kouga had been standing.

"That's Kikyo's perfume." Kagome said.

"What is it?" Kouga asked turning around.

"N-nothing." Ayame stuttered.

"Oh, okay, that's good then, what were you girls going shopping for?" Kouga asked.

"Nail polish." Kagome said emotionlessly.

"That would be... the third aisle on the left." Kouga replied pointing out the aisle.

"Thanks." Kagome replied smiling weakly.

Kouga just nodded, winked at Ayame, and walked off.

Kagome and Ayame walked stiffly over to the aisle Kouga had pointed out.

"I can't believe Kikyo was telling the truth! I feel so stupid!" Ayame screamed punching at a shelf.

"Ayame, calm down." Kagome said trying to soothe the wolf demoness turned vampire.

The shelf Ayame had punched crumbled causing everything to fall.

"Excuse me, what do you think you're doing?" asked an employee that had rushed up to them.

Kagome did some quick thinking. "You see sir, we just reached over to get some nail polish and the shelf just fell, it must not have been put together properly."

"Oh," the expression on the boy's face softened, "in that case, I'm terribly sorry for any inconvenience this has caused you."

"Oh, it's alright." Kagome replied grabbing some pink nail polish and Ayame's arm and walking towards the checkout.

"The total comes to one dollar and eighty-seven cents." the woman at the cash register said.

"Here, keep the change." Kagome said handing the woman two dollars.

The woman gave her a blank look. "Thank you, you generous, generous person."

"No need to get sarcastic." Kagome said grabbing the bag with the nail polish in it.

-()-

"Hmm, I know I have it somewhere..." Inu Yasha said going through the phonebook.

"What're you doing now?" Miroku sighed.

"Looking for Kagome's phone number."

"You do realize that they don't put cell phone numbers in the phone book, right?"

"They don't? Ah, dammit!"

"This is going to be a long night." Miroku sighed.

"Okay I'll try in that pile over there then." Inu Yasha said oblivious to Miroku.

-()-

"Sango, how's my hair coming?" Kikyo asked.

"Great," Sango ground out, "I'm almost done."

"Oh, that's too bad; I want my hair French braided now."

"You want...French...braided?" Sango asked through ground teeth.

"Yes, is that a problem?" Kikyo asked lifting the cucumber slice from her facial off her eye and looking at Sango.

"No, no problem." Sango replied with a strained smile.

Kikyo nodded and put the cucumber slice back over her eye.

-()-

"Ayame, stop the car." Kagome ordered.

"But we're almost ho-"

"Just do it, please."

"Okay."

"We need to think of a way to get rid of Kikyo."

"How do you propose we do that?"

"I don't know. Do you remember the name of the poison they used on 'Interview with the Vampire' (which I don't own) to get rid of Tom Cruise's character Lestat (don't own him either)?" Kagome asked.

"No, I don't remember what it was called, but do you remember that he didn't die anyway?" Ayame replied.

"Oh well, we have to try something."

Ayame pondered this for a minute. "We should get going so Kikyo doesn't get suspicious."

"I agree."

-()-

"Sango!" Kagome hissed as she and Ayame entered the room with the nail polish in her hand.

Sango quickly moved her hands away from where they were about to clasp around Kikyo's neck. "What took you so long?" Sango hissed back.

"Oh goody, you're back." Kikyo said sitting up straight and removing the cucumber slices from her eyes, and the headphones from her ears.

"We brought the nail polish." Ayame said stiffly.

"Let's see then." Kikyo said sticking out her hand.

"Here you go." Kagome placed the pink polish in Kikyo's outstretched hand.

Kikyo examined it for a minute. "It's the wrong color." She declared.

Kagome resisted the urge to strangle her and calmly replied, "I think I might have some in my room." She turned on her heel and walked towards her room.

Ayame sat down and took over where Sango left off. French braiding Kikyo's hair.

-()-

Inu Yasha picked up his ringing cell phone.

"Hello?"

"Hi, it's Kagome." the voice on the other end replied.

"Kagome? I've been trying to get a hold of you all day."

"Did you try calling?" she asked.

"No, but that's because I couldn't find your number."

Kagome sighed. "I need some help getting rid of- oh hello Kikyo, no one, I was just- I swear, it's no one."

"Kagome, what're you- hello? Hello?" Inu Yasha said as the line went dead.

"Inu Yasha, who was that?" Miroku asked as he walked into the room.

"It was Kagome, I think she's in trouble, she was trying to ask me to help her get rid of someone, and then the line went dead." Inu Yasha replied grabbing his jacket.

"What're you doing now?" Miroku asked.

"Going to Kagome's house to see if she's alright, you coming?" Inu Yasha asked impatiently, grabbing his car keys.

"Sure, if Kagome's in danger, sango might be too." Miroku replied.

Inu Yasha opened the door and rushed to his car. Miroku hopped in on the passenger's side.

'At least I remember the way to her house.' Inu Yasha thought as he sped towards the school and made a left.

He arrived at the house he had dropped Kagome off at after their first date.

Miroku got out of the car as it came to a stop. "I'll handle this."

"Like hell you will." Inu Yasha replied, also getting out of the vehicle.

They walked up to the front door together.

Miroku rang the doorbell. They waited a minute before they heard footsteps coming towards the door.

"Hello, how may I help you?" asked the boy, well they thought it was a boy but they could've been wrong because he was wearing make-up.

"Uh... we're looking for Kagome and Sango." Miroku replied looking at the oddly dressed make-up wearing boy.

The boy pouted. "Are you sure you're not here for me?" he asked fluttering his eyelashes flirtatiously.

"Gah!" Inu Yasha said as he jumped back and ran for his car.

"Sorry to trouble you but we must be going." Miroku said hurriedly as he took off after Inu Yasha.

"Oh, pooh," the boy muttered, "I've gone and chased off two fine male specimens.

"Jakotsu, who was at the door?" a voice called from within the house.

"No one." Jakotsu pouted.

-()-

"That was too scary." Inu Yasha said as he brought the car to a stop at what was left of the school.

"Yeah, are you sure the girls live there?" Miroku asked.

"That's where I dropped Kagome off after our date."

"Are you sure? I mean that didn't look anything like Kagome."

"Shit, she probably lied to me about where she lived too, I wouldn't be surprised." Inu Yasha said ignoring Miroku.

-()-

A/N: I have an idea for another story, but I'm not sure if I should start writing it until I finish this one. I need some helpful feedback please. About the story, did I make Kikyo out to be too much of a bitch? And did I make Inu Yasha too ditzy? Oh, if anyone has any comments about my spelling and grammar, I'd love to hear them, I know how annoying it can be when that kind of stuff is mucked up.

Please review.

Buhbye!