(a/n): Hi! I have inspiration! I thank Rumiko Takahashi-sensei for Sango.

Choyru: What are you talking about? What about Sango?

(a/n): You'll have to read to find out! All in all I just needed a kick-start to do this.

Inuyasha: So when are you gonna start writing, wench?

(a/n): !#&#!! (Inuyasha has eyes like O.O) Don't call me 'wench'!! Anyway I'll start writing after we finish ranting.

Inuyasha: (Still like O.O)

Sesshoumaru: (hits Inuyasha over the head) It's not good to stare, little brother.

Inuyasha: What did you do that for? I wasn't staring!

Sesshoumaru: You were staring and it is shameful to stare. (Inuyasha is growling)

Choyru: THAT was the funniest thing yet! Don't kill each other now, though.

(a/n): Come on people! If I'm going to write, I need reviews! I only have one now! (Thank you, MidniteHearts!!) In any case we have to get on with the story. Review, people! :(

Disclaimer: I am sorry I didn't think of Inuyasha first, and sadly I don't own it.


'I hope she's okay.' Sango thought yet again. "Hey Miroku?"

"Yes, dearest?" Miroku replied before oh, so smoothly placing his hands on Sango's southern regions and immediately getting pummeled for it.

"Do you think Kagome's alright?" She asked worriedly.

"I'm sure she's fine. Now what was I doing again?" He said as he moved his hands towards her backside, which earned him another blinding headache.

Ring Ring Ring

"Hello?" Sango said.

"Hi, Sango." Kagome's voice answered. Sango smiled for the first time since Kagome called telling her that jerk, Inuyasha, called. (Sure she was alone in the world, but she still had friends.)

"Are you all right, Kagome? What did he want? What did he say?" Sango asked in one breath.

"Whoa, Sango. Slow down there. First yes, I'm all right. Second, Kikyo she broke us up. And third he married and divorced her and as per divorce, Kikyo gets the house. He needs a place to stay and he didn't know who else to ask." Kagome replied.

"Thank goodness. Even if he was a jerk, Kinky-hoe would've used him, and I don't think he deserves that, even after what he did." Kagome giggled. "I wasn't sure what he wanted. So, does this mean you don't hate him anymore?" Sango said.

"Goodness, Sango, you asked the same question he did. Maybe you should date him and not Miroku." Kagome could practically see Sango's scowl. She giggled, "And, no I don't think I ever really hated him, I was just hurt at him. Look I gotta go make dinner, I just thought you should know, bye."

"Ok, see ya." Sango smiled.

When Kagome and Inuyasha got home, he commented at how her favorite color was on all of the walls, in all shades. And she had a lot of rooms. The front hallway (dark blue with gold-yellow accents) led to the living room (midnight blue with silver accents) and separated to the kitchen (which was rather large, and pale blue-white accents). The kitchen had three windows to serve guests in (white pillars in between the windows, with bar stools). The living room also connected to Kagome's room (purple-blue, like royal blue with gold accents) and guest bedroom, or Inuyasha's room (silvery-blue with pale gray accents), that was opposite Kagome's room. The bathroom (pale blue, almost white/grey) was next to the hall for guests, while Kagome had her own (aqua blue).

"I'm surprised that you remembered that I love blue." Kagome laughed.

"Well I never really could forget." He replied. "Hey, Kagome. What do you do to afford this big apartment?"

"Well, I went to college to get a psychiatry degree. So, now I am a very successful psychiatrist with my own clinic." She replied.

"Keh! Why am I not surprised? Then again, you always had a knack for butting into other people's business." He crossed his arms as Kagome play-scowled. Just then his cell phone rang.

He looked at the number and paled then looked at her apologetically. She nodded and he hurried to open it while rushing to his room to speak to the caller in private. Kagome didn't know this then, but she probably should've snooped on this particular conversation, but then it would've defeated the purpose if she had listened, so she didn't.

"Why are you calling now?" asked our frantic hanyou friend, "I just got here!"

"You agreed to bring the girl to us, so bring her." replied the caller.

"I can't. I have to gain her trust first! Otherwise, there'll be no point in this!"

"Very well... Bring her when you have a hold on her. If you refuse to bring her, you will be out of a job." Inuyasha growled, beaten. "Offer resistance, and our sniper gun men will take her and you down if need be."

"Fine! Just give me some time and I'll bring her. Time. That's all I need." He pleaded with the caller.

"Time." Then the mysterious caller hung up, allowing Inuyasha 'time'.

He sat down obviously shaken. He couldn't do this! Anything else, just not Kagome. 'Odd how I can care for someone so much after the trouble we've been through' He thought bitterly.

"Now what do I do..?" He moaned.


(a/n): Haha. I love torturing you people. You have no idea what or who he was talking to. Like catching a fish in a barrel. (Snicker, snicker) Of course I don't do that, but it is still fun to torture you guys. Muahahahaha.

Choyru: Geez, you're evil. (Shudders)

(a/n): Nope, that could've been a wicked cliffy. We don't want that, now do we? -

Choyru: O.O Evillll.

Inuyasha: Yeah, evilll. She made me nearly cry! What's up with that.

(a/n): Hmm? Say what now? Oh, that. Well it is all in good interest. (Does evil jesture and Inu shudders)

Sesshoumaru: Humph.

(a/n): WHAT DID YOU SAY?!

Sesshoumaru: I said, 'humph'.

(a/n): That's it! Next Sesshoumaru story I write sends you off to sensitivy training. (Swaying a bit and falls over)

Inuyasha: Yeesh! Clumsy woman!

(a/n): (jumps up) Whatz didsl youze... sayz?!

Inuyasha: Are you okay?

(a/n): Little tired. It makes me CRAZY!! (starts swaying and falls on the Sesshoumaru/Inuyasha fangirl door and it opens with me safely behind the door and Choyru avoids the crazed fans)

Inuyasha: O.O Oh, shizz. O.O (gets glomped by crazed fans)

Sesshoumaru: (gets glomped and mobbed and has too much pride to say a word)

(a/n): Thaz all folkz!