Inuyasha: (dancing around) I'm free! Free from that evil wench's clutches, free from the rosary! Free from everyth-
Inutori: (in sugar filled voice) Oh Inuyasha! Guess what? I'm baack from my shopping!
Inuyasha: Gah! Get away from me you wench!
Kagome: Inuyasha, let go of me, I can't breath!
Inuyasha: …
Kagome: You're not letting go…
Inutori: (cough)Well then, on with the chapter…oh, but before you go, I would like to know, should I keep Inutori as my penname, or should I change it to Torineko? I've been debating about changing it for a while, but I finally found a suitable name, tell me in your reviews, please.

Chapter 3
Just Great

I nearly scream in my frustration with this silver-haired weirdo. All of the alarms in my head are going off as I stare at the boy cockily looking at me while making no movement to budge from his place.

"Will you turn out the lights already? I want to catch some z's, you know." His tone of voice just screams to me that he is some overconfident jerk just begging for me to throw him back out the window.

Through clenched teeth I manage to speak to him without alerting my mother as to my predicament. "Get. Out. Of. My. Room." Then it dawns on me that Kikyou left to go to her boyfriend's house for the night. If Kikyou really does let this guy stay here every night, then she should keep him in her own room.

A pair of white, dog-like ears swivel on top of his head towards me as I begin to hyperventilate. The brash smirk on his features only gets bigger as he obviously becomes aware of how angered I am at his presence. "I don't have to go anywhere. This is where I always sleep."

"Well, tonight you can sleep in Kikyou's bed. Cuz' you are NOT sleeping in mine." My fists clench and unclench and I don't budge from my position as I watch him with seething anger. He makes no movement to budge and I build up my courage to walk up to him and kick him out by force.

Stomping over to the bed, I jerk down a hand and latch it around one of his fuzzy white ears. If I weren't so angry, I probably would have tweaked the soft triangles of fur, but that isn't to be the case. I pull him by his ear out of my room and down the hall to my half-sister's room, dumping him in and slamming the door behind him forcefully.

The dog-boy yelped and growled all the way to Kikyou's room, and I think I might have closed the door on some of his fingers, because I hear an angry growl and a few swear words that my oh-so-innocent ears do not need to know about.

"Is something wrong, Kagome?" I turn to see my mother rushing up the stairs, pulling her robes closed, obviously in a rush to check on what the racket was.

It was meant to be quiet, but with that weird boy howling at me for holding his ear it wasn't exactly as silent as the wind. So I look innocently at my mom and smile. "Nothing's wrong, okaa-san. Kikyou has a strange pet that was in my room and I was just returning it to her."

My mom usually takes everything in stride, and this is no exception. I have a theory that when she was young the smile-and-nod method of dealing with things was driven in a little too deeply. Once again she smiled blankly and went back downstairs to go to bed. But for once I am grateful she didn't pry any further into the matter.

So I sigh to myself and go back to bed, not forgetting to change into my pajamas first. Climbing into bed, I lay awake for several minutes, having already taken a several hour nap and not feeling in the least bit tired. But as I listen to the constant pelting of the rain on the roof and the gently rolling thunder in the distance, I find myself being lulled to sleep.

I am in a room, standing in a corner, watching something happen to myself. It is one of those times where instead of experiencing first person, your spirit drifts elsewhere to watch the events in third. But that usually only happened when something bad is about to happen; but what is it?

A man with long, wavy black hair tied up in a ponytail towers over my cowering form. I seem to be pleading with him to stop. The emotion I feel is fear. In his hand I locate a dagger and realize that this is no joke.

The man raises the hand holding the dagger and I watch my body scramble to its feet and run away in a mad dash. In a flash the man is following after, but instead of running he is…gliding? My view of the scene moves as my body flees from the man with the sharp projectile. I watch silently as my body screams out a three-syllable name and calls him a lying traitor.

I beg for his mercy and tell him I'd do anything. But from the few clothes I am wearing, I guess that he has already gotten enough. My body is wrapped in a white bed sheet and the only thing I seem to be wearing underneath that is a pair of underwear. What has happened before this point is a mystery.

Fear seems to be radiating off of my body fleeing from the murderous man. A bridge nears and my form runs onto it without a second thought. The two figures are halfway across the overpass when I flinch as I watch my right shoulder get gouged by the knife just before I fall off of the bridge into the rushing river below.

My view follows my limp body to the body of water; and that's when I see it. The woman falling to her doom is Kikyou, and not I.

I jerk to a sitting position in my bed, sweat covering my body. It was a nightmare; it was only a nightmare, nothing to be afraid of. And yet, I have the gut feeling that something is seriously wrong; and that I am about to get dragged into the middle of it.

The images of my dream replay over and over in my head as I lay back down and try to get back to sleep. Eventually I do drift off and dream about much more pleasant things that I forgot the moment I open my eyes to look at the rising sun.

Apparently morning has come already and it is time to get up. But the moment I move to a sitting position, my stomach lurches, making me feel the need to find the bathroom quickly. So I get up and slowly shuffle to the bathroom connect to my room to throw up the contents of my stomach.

I have been in this city for less than forty-eight hours and already I am coming down with something.

As soon as mom comes to wake me for school, I tell her my predicament. Then she asks me if there is something wrong with Kikyou because her door is locked and she didn't answer when mom knocked.

"No, but I think she already left. Knowing her she has cheerleading practice that she didn't tell us about." Why am I sticking up for Kikyou anyway? It isn't like we are that close. Maybe because I don't feel like tasting the wrath that would be wrought on Kikyou; or is it that I don't want to receive any more servings of Kikyou's anger?

Either way, I am sticking up for the teenage witch, so she better be grateful.

After okaa-san left, I hear my window open and close again. I look over from my bed and see the same dog-boy from last night walking across my room and locking my door.

"What are you doing?" My breathing is hard and I'm not sure I can defend myself from him in the state I am in.

"I want some answers, and you're going to give them to me." His glare feels like daggers on my skin and I know I am in serious trouble. This guy is arrogant, strong, and extremely ticked off.

I
Do
Not
Sleep

Inutori: I was so anxious to get the next chapter out that I cut it short!
Inuyasha: No, you just want to be lazy.
Inutori: Why are you always calling me lazy?
Inuyasha: …
Kagome: For those of you who are wondering when Sango will come in, you'll have to wait, because first Inutori will have to incorporate Shippou and Miroku-sama. So have patience.
Inutori: Oh, and the persona who said that if they were Kagome, they would have just shut the window and given Inuyasha the bird, sorry, but he had already jumped in the room, so that was out of the question. Besides, the character Rumiko created wouldn't do that, even if in some fanfics she does. I like to try to stick with the character's actually personalities in these fics.
Inuyasha: And don't worry, she's not yelling at you or trying to insult you in any way. It's just her way of explaining herself to yo-
Inutori: (bops Inuyasha on head) Shut up, you're acting entirely out of character.
Inuyasha: WENCH! What did you do that for!
Inutori: Now that's the Inuyasha I have come to know and love! Review for me! And until next time, ja ne!