m: Hey my readers, sorry about not updating like I should. Yeah this time it is my fault but I've decided to take today and try to update some of my stories! Hurrah!

Chapter Five

Miroku and Kagome stopped at Mushi's Sushi to get some food. They ordered for Inuyasha, Sango, Rin and Sesshomaru. Seeings how this place was clear across town they didn't want everyone to waste their gas. Once the food came they drove home and dropped it off, they didn't get anything for themselves because they had one more errand to do.

"So, Miroku, how did you come to own an apartment building?" Kagome asked as she stared down the black road, it was raining out and the windshield wipers were swaying back and fourth. Kagome played with the maroon material that coated the inside of Miroku's car's seats. "Didn't I tell you that story already?" Kagome put her finger to her chin as if thinking. "No, I don't think so. If you did then shouldn't you tell me again if I cant remember?" Miroku chuckled, she did have a point. "Well, I basically grew up in Naraku's house, I had been his servant since before I can remember, but when I did get out I had to have somewhere to live. So, after finding a job I bought the apartment that I'm in now. Of course back then it was nothing but a leaky building with an army mat to sleep on. I fixed it up every chance I got, the owner was an elderly man and told me that didn't really care what I did to the apartment as long as I didn't burn the place to ashes. I was always nice to him, he lived alone and I felt sorry for the guy so I used to bring him groceries and invite him to dinner. Then one evening I got a call. The guy who owned the apartment had a heart attack and I was the only person that he said to call. I figured that this was because I had lived their for a lot longer then the other tenants. So, I went but when I arrived the doctors told me he had already past away... They gave me a note, said he had a nurse write it for him. In it he told me that no one had ever cared about him the way I did, and in it he told me where the deed to the apartment was and where I could find the paper signing it over to me."

"Wow, thats really sweet." Kagome wiped a tear away from her cheek. "Are you crying! You're crying aren't you!" Miroku poked her in her side. "Is Kagome getting all soft on me?" She hit him in his chest, and knocked the wind out of him. "Shut up." She said sarcastically. Miroku gave her a puppy face and looked like he was about to cry. "What's wrong? Did I really hit you that hard?" Kagome worriedly put her hand on his shoulder. "No, it's just times like this make me really see... how fast your growing up! OH MY KAGOME IS GROWING UP!" Miroku replied as if saying it about his son or daughter.

The rest of the trip was fairly quiet they listened to classical music and Kagome watched the street lights flash by. About a half an hour later Miroku pulled into the parking lot of what seemed to be a warehouse. The outside was covered with rusting metal and the wood that led to the door was rotting. "Are we in the right place, Miroku?" Kagome touched the wood path way with her foot to see if it would break. "You know, Kagome," Miroku opened his wallet and pulled out a swipe card with the word PRIVATE on it. "everyone seems to ask me that."

Kagome and Miroku walked up to the rusted metal door and Miroku hit a loose piece of wood beside the door with the side of his fist. The wood dropped down and Kagome saw the hinges that allowed it to. Miroku then put his swipe card into the hole and put the plank of wood back. "Miroku what..." He quickly shhed her.

A piece of new metal that seemed really out of place on the door moved aside and a green laser touch pad came out. Miroku gently placed his hand on the touch pad and it scanned his prints. Miroku let go and the scanner went back inside the door. Kagome looked around the building no lights were on and everything seemed quiet except for the lighting that was laced with a thick and roaring thunder that struck when she least expected it. "Miroku I'm scared." Kagome whispered as she clung to his arm. The rusted door creaked and grudgingly moved to the side. Inside the warehouse was even more frightening then outside the warehouse. There were no lights and Kagome could hear footsteps in the distance along with the sound of metal chains clinking together. At first she thought that it was just some old chains blowing in the wind but she couldn't feel any draft. 'Miroku what have you gotten me into?' She asked herself, even in her mind she whispered in fear.

Kagome shivered, she could feel a draft now. Actually, it didn't feel like wind, it was way too hot. Kagome back away from Miroku who was just standing there stoned faced. That is she backed up until she backed into something, or rather someone. Kagome felt an arm snake around her middle. Kagome looked down in shock and then back up at Miroku, as she went to scream his name a strong hand covered her mouth roughly. She struggled to get free but only felt that she was hurting herself more. Why wasn't Miroku helping!

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