Part 5

Wow, I actually have a plot. I wonder how mad Naraku will be when Inuyasha goes to school? Or will he even go back? This is the perfect time to run away, except for the fact he's dying. Should I kill off Inuyasha? You'll have to review and tell me!

On the point of view thing, it will mostly be Kagome and Inuyasha's, some times Naraku, but 70 Inu and 29.999999999 Kagome and 0.000000001 Naraku. Now that that is cleared up, on with the story!

Disclaimer: I own the lucky seven bowling alley. I own the dancing bananas. I own Inuyasha's drunken uncle (I'm selling him on EBAY! I don't want him) and I own this story. I just don't own the most of the characters.
Kagome's point of view>

"You cannot die! I forbid it!" I sobbed. Why, I hated this guy? Great! Now I'm wishing death on someone who is dying because of me!

"Shut………..up." Inuyasha barely whispered. He was trying to act like nothing had happened so I wouldn't be upset anymore. I'd be bawling if I was in his position and not dead yet.

"Only if you promise not to die!" I bargained. I don't know why it made me feel better, probably because it was like talking him out of something. If he would just focus on living then he couldn't die, right?

"Fine! Just stop talking, please!" now he was being just plain rude! But he was in no condition to be glared at, especially after what he just did. So I 'shut up-ed' and watched him breathe, just to make sure he was.

"Is it 'piss off Inuyasha day?'" he asked me.

"Why would you say that?" I asked back in the same tone.

"Because first the teachers give me a hard time, you ask me to go with you to some bowling place, you try to lose me in the rain, I wait in the rain, I get shot 5 times, you won't shut up, and then you stare at me like I'm a freak in the zoo. Wouldn't you call that a 'piss Inuyasha off day?'" he explained. To my relief he seemed to be a bit better. I don't know how it is possible, but he had stopped bleeding during his ranting.

"Well, aren't we feeling better?" I joked, more to cheer my self up. I was still pretty shocked at what had happened.

"What do you mean 'we?' you got off easy!" he was really mad now, but there was this glaze over his eyes that seemed to contradict his words. Almost like he was sad and happy and relieved at the same time.

"Let's get out of here." I said. It was raining and I even my bones were soaked. There was a really cold wind blowing too.

"No."

"But your hurt!"

"We are staying here until morning." Inuyasha was so stubborn.

"But it's freezing!" I just couldn't get him to change his mind.

"Let's get some of this trash out of my spot and then we can dry off." Inuyasha said 'my spot.' Did he use to live here? Mom never told me that. She always tells me about the new foster brothers and sisters she brings home.

"What spot?" I asked.

"This one." He groaned as he got up. He used the brick wall to shuffle towards an almost invisible lean-to made of ply board. I wouldn't have noticed it if Inuyasha hadn't pointed it out.

I went over towards it and looked in. there was trash everywhere! Coke bottles, beer cans, McDonald wrappers, plastic grocery bags, and molding rags. It was everywhere. He started to throw out some of the cans and I did too. Soon you could see old square of carpet being used as a floor and a few slightly damp throw pillows in one corner. This shelter looked a lot bigger from the inside than from outside. I soon found out why; some of the bricks from the walls had been pulled out, creating a small cave like dug out that looked like a very dry place to put a certain young boy who was dealing with 5 gunshot wounds.

I didn't even notice him push me in and shove me into that cave-like crevice until he started pulling the trash back to block the openings. Even if it did smell, the lean-to started to get really warm, and fast. Soon I was taking off my jacket because it was so hot.

"Stop squirming. I'm trying to sleep." Inuyasha mumbled. He had curled himself up in a corner by the sloping ply-board wall with an old army blanket. Man did he like it hot in here. After turning a few times, he seemed to find a comfortable position on his back. He frowned in his sleep and reached under his back to pull out a stray can that we had missed and returned to a peaceful slumber. He looked like an angel when he slept.

I stared at him for a long time, hours even. I learned a lot in that time. I learned he mumbled in his sleep and that when ever I moved or made a sound his dog-ears would twitch. After experimenting with his ear twitching abilities, his mumblings became more and more coherent, until I could hear what he was saying if I got my ear real close.

"You promised." Inuyasha sleep talked.

"What promise?" I asked my self aloud.

"You said you'd never leave me." He continued.

"Who?" I asked this sleeping Inuyasha.

"Mother." He replied. He must have been half asleep and answering me subconsciously.

"When?"

"A long time ago when I was small."

"Why didn't she keep it?" I asked.

"I was bad."

"What did you do?" why would any mother leave their child just for being bad?

"I was born"

"Did she ever say that?" that didn't make any sense at all. How could you have been bad for being born?

"No."

"Did you think of that all by yourself?"

"No."

"Who did?" who would say such a thing to someone whose life was already messed up enough?

"My brother."

"Anyone else?" this guy has problems. I swear if he lives I'll never be mean again.

"Other kids."

"Why?"

"I'm different."

"How different?"

"I'm a hanyou. A half-demon." That was the most confusing thing he said. What was so bad about being half demon? You would be half human too.

"What would they do?"

"They wouldn't let me play."

"Is that all?"

"No."

"What else?"

"They hurt me. They hurt mom."

"How didn't she keep it?" I wanted to change to a different subject.

"Keep what?"

"Her promise."

"She didn't wake up."

"What do you mean?"

"She didn't wake up." His eyes scrunched up with the effort of repressing bad memories.

"Did she die?"

"What girl died? Why are you in my face? Am I that interesting?" uh-oh, busted. I guess it was with the effort of waking up instead.

"Nothing. I meant he and I was talking about you." That was the best lie I ever made up.

"Do you have a watch?" Inuyasha asked while rubbing his eyes. He definitely was not a morning person.

"Um, yeah. I hope it isn't broken." I looked at my watch. "It's 7 am." Wow, did I stay up watching him that late?

"We better get you home. Your mom will be worried." Inuyasha said groggily while laying back down. He was clearly too tired to go anywhere and wouldn't admit it to me.

"I'm not going with out you and you are not leaving this place until your better." I reprimanded. Now I sounded just like the doctor I wanted to be when I grew up.

"Whatever." He yawned. He was half asleep again, but he didn't talk anymore. It was probably my blabbing that woke him up in the first place. In a way I was sad that he didn't tell me more, but I was also happy because that meant he was actually sleeping and not half asleep. Now he was getting some well-deserved rest and I was being selfish for wanting him to talk more.

He slept for 5 more hours, during which I dozed and watched him in turns. His eyes opened after a while and he just stared at the ceiling of our little shelter. Some how I got the feeling those golden eyes weren't seeing.

"Are you okay?" I asked, but he didn't say anything. He kept staring with those beautiful eyes glazed over.

"Inuyasha?" he still wasn't responding. Something was wrong. His ears weren't even twitching when I spoke anymore. They hung lifeless from his head.

"Wake up!" I screamed as I hit him rather hard in the chest.

To my relief his ears started twitching. I decided to poke them and I couldn't help but smile as they twitched madly to get rid of the feeling of my touch. Looking back to see if he was still in that trance like state I saw that he had closed his eyes again. I had been so scared he had been dead. Maybe his heart had stopped and that pounding I gave him started it again. I had gone to first aid classes before and that was one of the first things you learned how to do. I laid my self out on his chest to listen to his heartbeat to make sure he wasn't going to die on me.

I must have fallen asleep like that because before I knew it I was being gently laid back in my corner and his army blanket being wrapped around me instead. I peeked my eye open to see what was happening. Inuyasha had his back to me. If I sat up a bit I could see that he was clearing some of the trash away. He probably wanted to get something to eat.

I watched him for a while and saw him walk out. He wasn't shuffling anymore, but you could tell his stomach still hurt. He moved off to a place where I couldn't see him anymore and I realized what he was doing. I blushed at the thought and he must have noticed when he came back in.

"Are you too warm or something?" Inuyasha asked. Thank god he didn't think my face was red from remembering that guys gotta go too.

"No I'm fine." I mumbled.

"Okay. You can go back home whenever." He didn't seem like he was saying, "You can go home," as much as he seemed to say, "Are you going to leave?"

"You are not going anywhere and I'm not going with out you so we are stuck here." I was getting tired of saying that.

"Keh, your loss."

"Aren't you coming home too?" he was making things seem like he was staying here.

"No."

"You have to! I have to tell mom what happened!" he was not staying here.

"You don't need me for that."

"How can I go to sleep at night with leaving a wounded boy by himself in an alley on my conscience?"

"It's easy. Close your eyes and breath slow. You'll sleep every time."

"I am not going home without you there too." He was not going to win.

"Like I said before, your loss. I never like those poofy beds anyway." He said with the biggest, most annoying smirk I had ever seen! He was so getting on my nerves. But if he can last out here, I can too. No one was going to be more stubborn than Kagome Higurashi, demon or not.

Had to end it here. Sorry. It isn't a cliffy though. Oh, luvinukagome gets a cookie!