Chapter 5: If the Pants Fit

When the woman returned to the room it was around 9 P.M. and she was carrying a napkin of something. He could smell it and he wrinkled his nose. She brought food up. What? Did she expect him to eat that slop humans called food?

When she walked up to the bed it was apparant that she did. He growled and pulled himself up into a seated position with a bit of a struggle and glared at her. His golden eyes glinting in the darkness. She held the napkin out towards him, "Here, I brought you some food." He growled and turned his head, "I don't eat food like humans do."

"Well you have to eat something. Don't you?" He nodded and looked towards her.

She rolled her eyes dramatically at him and opened the napkin, looking at the contents. Rice, brown gravy, and chunks of meat. What was wrong with him? It looked good to her, and she was full!

He continued to glare at her and she shoved it towards him, "Come on! It's fresh! I snuck it right out of the pot!" He eyed the food distastefully...but his stomach was aching and he had to admit to himself that he was hungry. He lifted his dainty hand and speared a piece of the beef with his claws, bringing the chunk to his lips. Sniffing it and grumbling something before he popped it in his mouth and chewed it. His eyes switching to Kagome's face to glare, as if saying, 'There, that good enough for you?'

She smiled brightly, seeming very pleased. And he had to admit it was good. He normally didn't eat cooked meat though... But he found himself picking the rest of the meat out of the napkin of food that she had left for him. Going to her desk.

Between bites he asked her, "Why does a mere human have so many books?" Motioning towards the desk with its stacks of heavy books.

Kagome glanced at him and then pulled a book off the nearest stack, flipping through it and saying, "These are my books for school. I have to have them all."

He arched a finely shaped brow in curiousity. This human was surprising him. She could read and write, and now she admitted she went to school. That must mean she was some sort of noble. He supposed she could pass as one...though he could hardly picture the girl as a noble in what she was wearing at the moment. Some sort of pants that were a bit too tight for the demon lord's comfort, and a baggy white shirt unlike he had ever seen before.

He finished the meat off and looked at her, "Girl..." He grit his teeth when she continued to scan the page of the book. Damn it... "Kagome." She turned her head and smiled at him. "Take the rest of this worthless meal and trash it."

The smile disappeared and she snorted at him, "I'm not your maid, Sesshomaru. Get off your bum and toss it yourself." She pointed towards a basket beside her desk that was apparantly for trash. The food was tossed...but it wasn't at the basket.

Kagome let out a shriek as the napkin of rice and gravy struck her right upside the head and then plopped down right atop her Algebra book. She sat there for a moment, her fingers flexing on the edge of the sixty dollar book and then she reached up to try and pull the rice out of her hair. After a moment of trying to cool off, and failing, she spun upon him and snapped, "What was that for!"

He looked at her smugly and moved back on her bed as if daring her to throw it at him and chance getting it all over her bedspread. She fumed for a moment then rose to her feet, going to her bathroom to clean the book off before it stained brown.

Sesshomaru sat there calmly, throughly amused for the moment. That was...until something cold struck him right upside the face and dripped freezing water down his neck and onto his bandages. The rag flopped down from his face and planted itself square in his lap, soaking his pants. He shivered and then snarled. Turning his head to glare at a snickering Kagome standing in the doorway of her bathroom. Having another rag that she was cleaning the rice out of her hair with.

His eyes flashed red...but the cold water soaking through his pants was enough to cool off his attitude. He pulled the wet rag up and growled. Mumbling something under his breath and hurling the rag back at Kagome, who ducked it, much to his dismay. She turned and closed the bathroom door behind her.

He sat there, his tail whipping back and forth. Oh... That water was dripping down his leg still... Cold... Oh...

Kagome came back out after a while, going across her room and back to her desk. Did she never go anywhere else? She glanced towards him, seeing he was glaring at her still. Her look asked, 'What?' And he growled, his tail striking against the bed post noisily to show his irritation. And she didn't even know it was her fault!

He put his hand on his thigh and tapped his leg with his claws, drawing her attention there. She broke into laughter and blushed at the same time. Her laughter making him growl again. "It's not funny, wench."

She rose to her feet, covering her mouth and trying to stop. "That's what you get! And I don't even have anything for you to wear..."

He frowned, he had been hoping she would have some fresh pants. He realized it had been ridiculous to expect that. She was nearly a foot shorter than he.

After a few moments of silence, other than the noisy sounds coming from his tail striking the bed post, the girl spoke up, "Suppose I could see if my dad's pants would fit you...until the dryer dries your pants." He nodded, that was a step up from sitting here miserably while the heavy fabric tried to dry.

Kagome smiled, it was settled then. "Be right back", she told him and turned, rushing out the door into the rest of the house. Heading back a while later with atleast five pairs of pants slung over her shoulder. Her father had so many different sizes...it looked like she was making a nest out of them rather than trying to fit somebody into them.

Her mother watched as she passed by and arched a brow in curiousity. Shrugging her shoulders and letting it slip. She went back to cutting up the meat that she'd have Kagome cook when she was gone at dinner time the next night. Kagome could do it so long as the ingredients were set out for her.

Meanwhile Kagome had reached her room and had entered with a mix of the strangest pants Sesshomaru had ever seen. And none of them were at all like the pants he was wearing now... He could only pray his own pants would be put out to dry quickly. Though it was night...so he knew he'd be sleeping in the pants he picked from that pile.

He rose to his feet, wincing a bit and having some trouble balancing at first. But he looked down at the pile of clothing she dropped at his feet. She panting a few times and then picking up a pair of jeans. "These are the most likely to fit", she said.

He looked at her as if thinking, 'They're tiny...I don't think so.' But he took those pants and went into the bathroom, returning moments later and shaking his head. Kagome kept passing him different pairs, and he would disappear into the bathroom until he finally came out in a pair of dark blue jeans. Kagome's jaw almost dropped and she feigned a cough so to glance over her shoulder. Holding out her hand for his white pants, which he near tossed to her.

He threw himself upon her bed, not liking the pants at all. How could people stand this heavy fabric? And they was so damn tight! He growled and shifted uneasily. Not even noticing the flush on Kagome's face as she rushed out the door. Her mother was in her own room now. But Kagome saw the meat set up on the counter and had an idea. But first she popped the pants into the dryer. Hoping for them to dry before anyone else saw them.

Then she slunk into the kitchen, glancing about and snatching up a bowl full of the raw pork and ran back up the stairs to her room.

Ms. Higurashi came back into the kitchen and stared at the counter that was now clear of pork... "Buyo!" She yelled, supposing the fat cat had taken it. But normally he couldn't even manege the leap to the counter... But how else to explain it?

Sesshomaru looked up quickly from where he lounged on the bed, having smelt the meat the moment she entered the room. She watched the hunger in his eyes and slowly edged forward, holding the bowl out towards him. "If this good enough?"

He sat up straight and snatched the bowl up from her. That was her answer. And he went right to eating the food, utensils were not required.

Kagome stared at him for a while. And then rolled her eyes. Glancing towards her clock she supposed it was about time to get ready for bed... Though she had no where to sleep. She went into her bathroom and left the door open, brushing her teeth and all that good stuff.

When she came back into the room she took the empty bowl from beside the bed, watching the demon lord, who had now lounged out on HER bed and was fast asleep...again. Did he never stop sleeping?

She rolled her eyes and pulled one of her pillows out from under him, going to her desk chair and curling up in it. Well... good night.

Meanwhile Ms. Higurashi was cutting some more pork... Shaking her head. Wondering just why Kagome was back. Normally she just picked up some things and then left again. Maybe something had happened between her and Inuyasha and now she was sulking again... Perhaps she should go up and check on her.

Also... The pants she had seen Kagome taking up to her room had the older woman confused. Those pants were far too large for Kagome...and she had taken so many of them. Almost as if she was collecting them to make a pile... Hmmm. And then the pork had gone missing. What was Kagome doing up in that room? Had she taken the pork?

Buyo was lounging on the couch hardly looking like he had just stolen a bunch of pork, not that she would put it past him to steal it. It was just...he didn't sound like an overly happy cat. If he had stolen a bunch of meat he would've been rumbling like a car engine.