4.15.06 – Hey, any new people who are reading this story, or anyone who's rereading this, I have made a few changes to the first few chapters of this story, and some others to repair some plotholes, and major spelling mistakes, okay? I hope you like the little changes I've made, and I also hope they make things a little clearer for you!

I'm leaving the original author's notes here, though!

OMG! I am so happy with the response for the last chappie! When this chapter is published one of my random reviewers, (I'll get my little brother to choose), someone will get the first paragraph of the next one, for you guys effort in reviewing for me. This way, it makes me keep a little bit ahead of myself as well.

Disclaimer: Please. Do you even need to ask. I don't own the Inuyasha.

Here ya go! Xxx

Chapter 2 : Moving In

Inuyasha snickered with amusement as he watched the short girl hike up his half mile long driveway, with a box in each arm. He could just see her red little face through the space between the boxes.

At least he'd gotten a good laugh out of today, if nothing else. Well, and a good morning blowjob, but Jennifer had gone home now, where her pimp lived. There was that fun gone.

Watching her dump the last boxes at his doorstep before making her driver leave in the totally feminine Lexus, he decided to stir things up a little.

Wearing nothing but the pajama bottoms he'd put on when he'd woken up, he sauntered down the stairs, and threw open the door, grinning widely, and flexing, just a little.

If she thought that just because his cursed father had decided he needed a muse for the new line he'd been chosen to photograph, she had another thing coming.

No one, but no one, crossed Inuyasha Mireshi. As far as he saw it, he renounced the right to feeling ten years ago, on New Year's Eve 1996. He'd be fucked if anyone broke through that barrier.

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Kagome had just heaved a huge sigh, and was still repeating her mantra: Buyo's life, just remember, Buyo's LIFE. It was after sighing yet again, she noticed Inuyasha's HOUSE. If you could call it that. More like a mansion-palace-castle-thingy. Kagome grinned to herself at her great powers of description. But seriously, the place was palatial. You could see the grounds stretching out well behind the house, which had two staircases leading up to the porch and double front foor. The windows were many and huge, and if Kagome craned right round, she could see a massage room filled with hazy steam. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad...

Hell, she thought SHE'D been living it large. Her apartment was large and in a good neighborhood, but what Kagome loved most about it was that it was messy, cluttered, lived-in and screamed the essence of herself. She didn't feel like she'd get that about this place at all. Sure, it was all frills and perks, but Kagome needed more out of a place where she had to live. She needed emotional security.

Next thing she knew, the door was thrown open a particularly sadistic looking hanyou, with...pecs of steel, she had just noticed.

But of course, now was not the time. Suddenly, the resentment that Kagome had been holding back all morning and all night before that came rushing out upon seeing the very cause of this whole upheaval. If he did anything, ANYTHING at all to piss her off within the next five minutes, he wouldn't live to see his next whore. Who by the way, was strangely high classed, or at least had looked so on her way out.

"Well, just look what the cat dragged in!" Inuyasha said brightly, like he was just talking about the weather.

That was it.

Kagome's world-famous eyebrow began jumping, her mouth hardened into a thin line, and her fists clenched. Anyone who knew her well, knew to RUN when Kagome got like this. She was pissed, and you were due for a total earful of tirading yelling full of cursing and long words, just to confuse you. And on rare occasions, you didn't even have to know her well.

Now was one of those occasions.

"DON'T talk about cats to me! Not now! I wouldn't be here if it weren't for cats, so if you're going to fucking start playing on me about my fucking cat whose life I am fucking saving through this goddamned charade. Yes, it might be true that I have never fucking met you before, and I don't really know why I'm yelling at you, seeing as I've never even heard your stupid-ass side of the story, despite the fact that judging by the sleazy bimbo going commando I just saw leaving, it's not gonna be that great anyway! But..."

Yeah, and on odd occasions, this happened to Kagome as well. She ended up thoughtlessly yelling herself into a hole. Like now. Just her luck, she thought, as her head flopped into her hands as she prepared for the smart ass comments she was expecting, pointing everything that was wrong with everything she just said.

The whole world seemed to collapse in on her, as she just realized the stupidity of what she had just done. Kagome didn't even know this man, yet she felt so familiar with him already she'd made all these assumptions about him based on his behaviour yesterday, which up until he found out about the bargain, had been completely impartial to her.

For all she knew, he probably hated her now. Great way to make this whole month a living hell, and she had brought it all on herself.

She only just recognised the silence following her outburst, and she slowly raised her tomato-impression face up to him, an apologetic look all over it.

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No one, but NO ONE had spoken to Inuyasha like that in a very, very long time. Not since the days of Sesshoumaru and his father. And now, for some strange, uptight, hard-assed, pint sized in MANY ways, WENCH, to come, to LIVE in his own house and talk to him like that pissed him off. If she wanted it...she had it.

He strode right up to her, looking as intimidating as he could and bent down, till he was mere inches from her face.

"Oh yeah? Well, tough shit, bitch, it's not like this is exactly cloud nine for me either. What makes you think I would give two flying craps about your goddamned cat? Ain't my fault you're looking like the wrong side of a cat's ass right now!"

Unexpected. She gave as good as she got.

"YOU ASS LICKING MOTHERFUCKING TURD!" Kagome screamed, sweeping her hair back angrily over her head.

Now that he could see her entire face, Inuyasha's rage subdued a little, and he truly looked at the beauty that beheld him.

Chocolate colored pools that were now rippling with indignation. A teensy little button nose with a dashing of freckles across the bridge. High cheekbones, but just a little chubby. Full lips, now quivering in anger. Clear light skin, with flushed red cheeks under his scrutiny. Long, shiny raven hair down to her mid-back with natural blue highlights, gleaming in the sun.

Great, he thought, as his jaw began to slacken. She was now officially classified as: hot. Every day for a month...A hard on...every day...he would never sleep again.

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Kagome stood, breathing hard, waiting for his smart ass response. Until the staring got so intense, she began to study what she was looking at.

Amber eyes, aglow with anger, intelligence and...confusion? Fluttery silver eyelashes almost touching the startlingly dark eyebrows he possessed. A fine, straight nose, coming down into lips...well, lips made for kissing. High, sharp cheekbones, the morning sunlight glinting off of them.Twitchy, furry little triangles of white hair sat atop his head, ears that she just longed to reach for and squeeze. And the hair. The scent of male shampoo glided across the gentle California breeze, lifting locks of effervescent silver hair to the skies. It ran down to the small of his back, brushing the tops of his ass seductively.

Great, a whole month with this man. Daily contact. Daily.

She would never sleep again.

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The moment between them was lost when they both heard a car pulling up through the entrance gates, and made its way to the front door. The driver's and passenger's side of the Audi TT Roadster opened up, to reveal Sango, along with Kagome's wonderful make-up artist, Miroku.

Sango was dressed down for today, knowing that she'd probably have to console her best bud all day. That, and she didn't need Miroku drooling after her more than usual. Ever since he'd told her how much business gear turned him on, she avoided it as much as possible. The denim capris and pink t-shirt with "Bad Ass Strippa" emblazoned across the front teamed with white flipflops worked perfectly.

Miroku Yumihata had been working with Kagome for a year, since she had started modeling. She had instantly liked him, and thought that the lecherous little glint in his deep violet eyes would be worth some fun in the future.

And she was right.

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Inuyasha cleared his throat, and blinked, trying to clear the lusty fog out of his eyes, and focus on the two people who had approached. One with an insanely evil grin upon his face, and one with the brightest, fakest smile masking the scent of pity around her. Guess who's who.

"Yo, Inu!" Miroku greeted Inuyasha. Inuyasha grinned at the sight of his long-time best friends and (though he was the only guy Inuyasha would ever do this to) hugged him quickly. Then, of course, crossed his arms over his pecs like he was trying to be conservative and suave again.

Sango was casting her critical gaze around the expansive grounds of Inuyasha's. She wheeled her head round and round, pulling strange faces every few seconds. She didn't even realise how much attention she had been attracting whilst she was doing this. Inuyasha was hitting Miroku for watching her chest move as she breathed ("You shit ass pervert!" SMACK upside the head) Kagome was looking at her watch, seemingly immersed in the face.

"Five...four...three...two...one" she counted down quietly under her breath.

"Flashy, and pricy I guess. Not a lot of class though, huh Inuyasha?" Sango said in a condescending, sharp voice. No one thought she had noticed Kagome's flaming face and curled fists when Sango'd driven in. She might be her client, but Kagome was also her best friend.

"Sango, sweetie, breathe... Don't insult him, you'll make him mad." Kagome attempted to soothe, brushing Sango's hair with her hand.

"I'll insult him all I want, he's treating you like shit, Kagome." Sango said, briefly turning her back on Inuyasha.

"Watch it, whore, she's not the only one I'll be treating like shit if you keep this up. And, in case you were wondering, if I'm the one with no class, how come you're the one with the "Bad Ass Strippa" t-shirt on. For someone who claims not to want men chasing after you, you certainly make it seem otherwise." Inuyasha snapped back venomously.

Sango's face flushed beet red, and her fists clenched and unclenched threateningly as she tried to get herself under control. Hiraikotsu was just in the trunk of her car, it wouldn't take five seconds to get...

"Inuyasha..." Kagome warned, struggling to maintain her composure as she saw Sango's face.

Miroku cleared his throat meaningfully just as Inuyasha's eyes narrowed and his fists curled.

"Inuyasha, really, calm down, I wouldn't piss her off, she's a miko, and I won't be held responsible if you get your ass purified..." he warned.

"Fuck that, she's not even a very good miko, by the smell of her." Inuyasha said condescendingly.

"Oh yeah?" Kagome challenged, pulling the rosary out of her pocket and clenching it in her hand as she backed away quickly, hoping he'd do what she was hoping.

"Let me demonstrate." Inuyasha said, running at Kagome full tilt, claws extended out towards her face. He wasn't going to kill her or anything, he thought, just scare the living daylights outta her.

Kagome's breath hitched as he came running at her, his beautiful eyes flashing as he closed in.

She was gonna die. She was gonna die. She was gonna – unless...oh yeah, she had planned this...

Kagome shut her eyes and concentrated, ignoring Miroku and Sango's yells of "Get out of the fucking way!" and "You baka, the hell are you attacking her for?". The rosary flashed pink and transported around Inuyasha's neck. He never even looked down, he was so focused on her. Or, more urgently, tearing her to ribbons.

"Uh...command word, command word." Kagome racked her brains for a suitable one. Her eyes darted to the ears atop his head, pointed intently at her as he came closer, and she said the one word that came to mind.

"Sit, boy!" she yelled, cowering as he came face to face with her.

The silence as Inuyasha crashed into the concrete ground echoed throughout the premises, only broken by everyone's harsh breathing.

Kagome put her hands on her knees and continued breathing, proud of herself for having done it.

The silence continued as Inuyasha pried himself up off the floor after a minute or so, glaring daggers at Kagome.

"What the fuck did you do to me, wench?" Inuyasha asked, all too calmly for Kagome's liking.

"I...I..." Kagome stuttered, unsure of how to explain this without getting flattened.

"Kagome, is that a kotodama rosary?" Miroku piped up, trying to alleviate the pressure for the poor miko.

"Yeah, Miroku, how..how ever did you know, how about you explain it to Inuyasha?" Kagome started nervously, making a dash to cling to Sango before he killed her alone.

"I did train as a monk for a whole year, you know..." Miroku said, slightly offended at Sango's ensuing snort of laughter. "Inuyasha, stop trying to pull the damn thing off, you can't do it." Miroku started surely.

"Why the fuck not?" Inuyasha growled his hand still wrapped around the fanged chain.

"Because that miko put it on, and only that miko can take it off you, dumbass." Miroku stated.

"Why does it slam me into the ground face first?" Inuyasha continued in the calm, crooning tone?

"You were trying to kill me." Kagome said dryly. "Obviously, you can't be trusted to remain calm around me, without endangering either mine, yours or anyone else's safety. Therefore, I have something that can subdue you when you get out of hand."

"I'm not a fucking dog, bitch!" Inuyasha yelled, wrenching at the rosary with all his might. " I don't need a magical leash!"

"Could've fooled me..." Kagome muttered, feeling lighter than air all of a sudden. Domination was liberating!

"It's on you now, so I'd watch your step around me, dog boy..." Kagome said sweetly, walking around him to the front door.

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You know what, Inuyasha thought, I don't have time for this. I just need to go sleep and then go and wash my hair. I'll deal with this wench later. Maybe she'll have died by then...

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As soon as Inuyasha stalked away and slammed the heavy mahogany door without a word, Kagome looked at it, stunned strangely. Suddenly, she was snapped out of her little daze by her 5'10 best friend, who was squealing at her,

"Kagome! I can't believe I let you do this! Well, you know, I can, seeing as I have your cat and all, but if he hurts you, hurts you at all, just let me know okay? You know I'll kick his ass anytime!"

All of Kagome's plans to not talk to Sango flew right out the window as she turned around, looked into the pretty brown eyes only to find fear and apology in them.

Dammit, no way she could be mad at poor Sango anymore. She really had to learn to be less of a pushover. Make that next life goal.

"Fine. You're forgiven. But as of now, you're on probation, understand?" Kagome said as she wrapped her arms around Sango and gave her a warm hug.

As the two friends made up, Miroku once again cleared his throat meaningfully. How dare his two favourite ladies on the planet have a little make up hug without him in the middle?

"Oh Miroku, I'm sorry!" Kagome gasped, looking at her make up artist's stricken little pout. She jumped over her suitcases and ran to hug him warmly as well. They were fine, until of course, Miroku's you-know-what went you-know-where, and before Kagome could even step back, SANGO had slapped him for her.

"Just can't help yourself can you..." Sango muttered evilly as she stepped over Miroku's prone body on the marble porch.

Just then, the door swung open, and a teeny tiny, red headed kitsune stood at the door. They all sweatdropped at the sight of tiny thing, and then Kagome squealed and picked him up.

Sango jumped into Miroku at the shrill sound, and went beetroot colored as she realized how tightly she was clinging to him. They locked eyes, and a roaring came up in Sango's ears...

"Hi sweetie! What's your name?" Kagome asked him, as Sango disentangled herself from Miroku and brushed herself down, still blushing and refusing to make eye contact. Miroku just grinned to himself and thought how he would begin the seduction...

"Shippou." The little kitsune said, smiling broadly.

"How come you're here?" Kagome asked him, just as brightly.

"Inuyasha sent me to help you with your bags and stuff." Shippou mumbled around his thumb, which he was sucking away at.

"Did he now..." Kagome's smiles instantly fell as she said this. "Well a little thing like you can't possibly help. I have a lot of crap...I mean junk!" Kgaome covered her mouth quickly, cringing at her choice of eloquent language.

"Oh don't worry, I can. Kitsune magic and all. And feel free to curse in front of me. Inuyasha does all the time. And he makes other funny noises too, but I don't see him when he makes those ones. It's usually after the weird ladies arrive..." Shippou trailed off, totally distracted and lost in thought.

"Anyways, let's get you in, Miss Kagome." Shippou said after making a few faces, and shut his eyes, concentrating.

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Okay, as much as I hate him, Kagome thought as she walked slowly around every inch of her suite of rooms, he can totally decorate.

The opulent gold and royal blue furnishings set against the huge floor to ceiling windows were amazing, as was the view. Kagome gasped and ran to the nearest window, amazed when she could see the whole of New York.

To be able to see such a legendary city, the city of dreams from one place seemed so magical to Kagome, and just for a split second, she was eternally grateful to Inuyasha. Shippou had told her she should be really happy that she had got this suite, seeing as it had belonged to Inuyasha's mother. She didn't know what that meant to him, and also didn't know that she would find out in time...

As Kagome's eyes filled with tears at the wonder of the view, Sango knocked gently on the door, a very familiar look etched across her face. Yup, the look of guilt and coming bad news. Kagome's heart sank. Just when she thought this couldn't get any worse...

"Uh, hi Kag! Nice digs!" Sango began brightly.

Kagome could feel the temper building in her again. Buyo's life, Buyo's life, BUYO'S LIFE.

"What have you got up your sleeve now?" Kagome growled out, the exasperation showing.

"Um, well, that was to the point. Okay, maybe it's best if I whisper this. Part of the deal I made with Mr. Mireshi. Uh, yeah, you have to..." then Sango leaned down to whisper in Kagome's ear, almost pulling away when she became aware of the tremble of anger spreading through her friend's rigid body.

When Sango pulled back, all that could be heard was a ear splitting scream that rattled throughout the mansion-palace-castle-thingy.

AN: Tune in next time to find out this horrible, horrible consequence. I love cliffies! Remember, someone will get the chance to find out what this is at least three days before everyone else! Love you, and review! Xxxx POSSIBLY, IFYOU GIVE THE BEST REASON WHY I SHOULD LET YOU KNOW AHEAD OF EVERYONE ELSE, I COULD ARRANGE THAT!