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Kagome was always a light sleeper, but somehow she managed to stay in a consistant sleep throughout that day.
She was more than content in the warm comfort of her crimson bed, but the rolling thunder had decided to wake her.

It came in a long low boom that shook the walls of her room. He eyes snapped open and she sat up in her bed, the blanket falling from her pale form. Her eyes took a moment to come into focus, but the rain on the other side of the sliding door to her balcony was clear. She shivered, watching the thick droplets that fell with no intentions of lessening. She wrapped her arms around her bare chest, glancing at the empty mass of blanket next to her. He had left. She sighed, closing her eyes. He always left after they had sex. This wasn't the first time she woke up and he wasn't here.

She frowned, throwing her legs over the edge of her bed. She stood, shifting her weight from foot to foot against the cold floor as she searched through her drawers for a nightshirt. She decided upon a thin black silk slip, pulling it out of the oak drawer and slipping it over her form. It landed just above her knees, the spagetti straps no longer laying where they would have a few years ago. She opened her door, irking as another clap of thunder rolled over the house.

She closed the door behind her, stopping to try and locate where he might be.
His door was open, and she creeped her way towards it, peeking her head inside. She strained her eyes to see through the shadows, a flash of lightening providing enough momentarily ligt to prove that he wasn't in his oversized bedroom.

She groaned, pulling away from the doorway and continuing down the dark hallway to the twisting marble staircase. She made her way down the stairs slowly, her feet hitting the cold marble in soft thuds. She gradually reached the flawless marble floor, crossing her bare arms as she made her way through the kitchen. "Where is he?" she muttered, frowning as she found nothing but an empty kitchen and dining room. She wandered to the last possible place he was likely to be; the TV room. It was a sucess, finding him on the couch, slouched over his laptop, the light illuminating his face.

She stepped down the stairs, stopping on the bottom one. "Inuyasha?" she called quietly.

To her surprise he jumped, his head snapping up. "Kagome." he said barely above a whisper. Had he not sensed her? She stepped towards him, stopping and frowning when he snapped the laptop shut and set it aside. "...What are you doing?" She asked in a soft tone.

He shook his head. "Nothing...what are you doing up?"

She sighed. "The thunder woke me." she muttered awkwardly, casting her gaze away.

"Why weren't you there when I woke up?" she asked, avoiding his eyes.

He chuckled, standing up and slipping his laptop back in it's case. "When you fell asleep it was only two o'clock...I wasn't exactly tired."

"Oh..." she muttered, lifting her eyes to meet his amber ones.

He stood up, wrapping his arms around her thin form. "What's the matter, 'Gome?"

"Nothing." she muttered, trying to resist his alluring comfort.
"Tell me." He murmured, pulling her closer to his form. "

Why won't you tell me what you were doing?" she whispered, squeezing her eyes shut.

"...I wasn't doing anything." He protested. "I don't know what you mean."

She shook her head, pulling away from his warm embrace. "Nevermind. I'm going back to sleep."

He gave her a look meant to be something like a glare. She turned away from him, creeping up the stairs of the TV room and back through the kitchen; taking her previous route.

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After going up the marble stairs she slipped into her room, crawling into the mass of blanket upon her bed and leaning against the headboard. She shut her eyes, breathing deeply. She was never suspicious of him, mostly because she trusted him; but he could be suspicious at times. She opened her eyes to glare at the bookcase across from her. It was a stupid bookcase anyhow...she never asked for it. It just came with the room. She never had time to read books, or atleast that's what she told herself.

She sighed, looking away from the oak bookcase, but glancing back. Something had caught her attention; a red light. It wasn't very large, and not very noticable, but she could see it. She stared for a moment, unsure if her eyes were just playing games with her, or if she was actually seeing what she thought she was.

She kneeled, pulling off of the tangled bed, nearing the bookcase. It stood a foot or two above her, it's shelves filled with ancient books that she never really had an intrest in. She neared the large shelf, holding out a hand to the small red bead of light that bewildered her.

It was inbetween two books, hidden in the shadows. Cautiously, she reached her hand into the space, her fingers running across the cool plastic feel of it. She gave a bewildered look, pulling at the small object. It didn't come out very far, being held back by something, but it came out far enough for her to make out the outline of it.

Any expression fell from her face as she stared back at the small black object, it's black eye seeming to stare back at her.

"...A...camera?" She muttered, her face twisting. A camera. She didn't put it there. That only left Inuyasha.

It might seem innocent enough, but it was so much more. Kagome's emotions tied themselves in a knot. She turned her head around to see her bed. He video taped her...them?

"That filthy bastard!" She hissed, jerking away from the bookcase.

How dare him? That filthy dog video taped her. Her in her room.

A knot rose in her throat.

Why?

She jerked at the black camera, managing to pull it farther out, causing a rucus, but the wires still held it back. She gave a venomous jerk at it before letting it drop, leaving it to hang over the shelf, dangling innocently.

Her breath came in small pants of emotion as her mind raced. Why?

"Kagome?" The voice jerked her out of her train of though, she snapped her head towards the doorway.

It was him. His form in the doorway, a small frown on his face. She watched as his eyes found what had her upset. A frown filtered to his face as he opened his mouth. He never spoke.

"What the hell is this?" She said waspishly, pointing at the camera. "Why do you have a camera in my room?" She yelled, almost shreiked at him. It was so unfair. Why did he play with her mind like this? Tears stung the back of her eyes. It was an invasion of her privacy. He had no right.

What did he use them for? Why would he want them?

If only she could find her voice.

"Your sick." She hissed.

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Dun dun duuuuun!

Sorry, I know you guys probobaly hate me for stopping...or hate me for making this chapter. -Shrug-

I'll let you guys do the thinking/figuring, if you have any ideas, suggestion, encouragement, hate rants, or anything, just review. I take your opinions into deep consideration when I write, so this chapter was hard for me to make. /

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-Lemi