Disclaimer: We are all aware that I DO NOT own Inuyasha.

CHAPTER SIX

Was it his eyes?

Was it his body?

Was it his arrogance?

I could not figure out what it was that made my body attracted to him. My female mind was able to resist his "charm", if that is what you would like to call it, but my stubborn body reacted differently. It completely surrendered to the insolent man that stood before me.

He approached me, moving my chin forward while he leaned his, gradually closing the minimum space between us.

I slowly closed my eyes awaiting his firm lips upon mine. Yet they unexpectedly never came in contact with each other. I opened my eyes in confusion and found him smirking.

Damn.

He had made a fool out of me. All he wanted was to feel in control as I surrendered to him, nothing more. He wanted to see me become vulnerable while I anticipated this kiss of his.

I grew furious but before I could open my mouth and curse at him his thumb skimmed my bottom lip gently, while he turned my head and pressed his cheek against mine.

"I tend to have that similar reaction with every woman," he whispered with a slight chuckle, in my ear.

A fool, indeed.

My mind had finally gotten control of my body. I pulled my hand back only to push it forward with all my strength. A loud sound proved that my hand had come in contact with his skin. I retreated, finding a red handprint on his grinning face. Why did he find everything so entertaining?

"How dare you play with other people's minds," I claimed.

"It was you who assumed I would kiss you, therefore you were the one who tricked your own mind," he smiled.

He could have been right but I would never admit that. I noticed he was still holding on to me and I pushed him off me.

"You are completely pathetic."

He chuckled once more.

"I could kiss you, if that is what you'd like."

I blushed once again.

"Of course not you impudent pig."

"You're face tells me otherwise," he chuckled while leaning towards me, "or could it be that you want me but you are too proud to admit it?"

He stared at me with amusing curiosity.

I turned my face to avert his eyes and I found, what seemed to be, a vase on his desk. I immediately reached for it.

"The only thing I will ever admit too is that it was I was who murdered you," I said, throwing the vase towards his face.

He dodged it with what I suppose was his demonic speed and we instantly heard a knock on the door followed by a questioning voice.

"Is everything alright sir?"

I screamed for help but Inuyasha's strong hand covered my mouth before yelling at the door, "Yea, don't worry about it Shippo." He looked back at me, "She just likes to play rough."

My eyes narrowed in anger as I saw him contain himself from laughing.

"Sure thing, boss."

I bit his hand until he could not withstand his hold on me any longer and was forced to remove it.

"Inuyasha, I cannot believe you!"

He only laughed in response.

I walked away from him towards the window, which gave a good view of the city. The sun was slowly descending and darkness was bound to take over. Bright stars were appearing as the moon claimed the night.

"Is everything a joke to you?" I asked.

"Life's about fun Ka-go-me."

He walked towards his bed and sat on it, his eyes still looking at me.

"It is people like you who eventually get killed," I admitted, turning to face him.

"You're right. But it's people like me who get laid," he smiled.

"I have only been with you for a few minutes and already I hate you."

"There are ways to use that anger," he beamed, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

I could feel my cheeks heating as a red color spread across my face.

"Why is it you always manage to turn everything into a sexual conversation?"

"I like it when you blush every time I refer to the word sex," he grinned.

He stood up and walked across room for God knows what reason. I was not really interested. I stared at his bed where he had sat and immediately a thought went to my head. Where was I going to sleep?

"Inuyasha?"

"Mmm," came his voice from the other side of the room.

"Please tell me you happen to have another bed?"

"Nope."

My eyes widened.

"Where am I to sleep then?"

"That's what the bed is for?"

"You are not serious, are you?"

He came walking towards his bed, pulling the blanket.

"Unless you would like to sleep on the floor," he grinned.

"We are not sleeping together on the same bed."

"Suit yourself, baby."

I stared at him in disbelief. Was he really expecting me to sleep on the floor? How dare he treat a lady this way? Was this how he treated every woman? Was this really who Kikyo was attracted to? If so, I really do not understand what "love" is.

"Inuyasha?"

Only a moan came from his mouth. The stupid idiot had fallen asleep. It was to be expected since he did have a big fight today, so he deserved a good rest. I remember Kaede telling me that those who survived today's round would move on to the next one which was tomorrow.

I sat on the floor with my back reclining on the bed, as I continued to ponder. For the first time in my life I missed my family, even my father. What would have happened if I had married Kouga? I would not be in this mess that is for sure. Yet for some apparent reason, I was glad I had run away.

I realized that I oddly enjoyed Inuyasha's company. He was the first man I had ever met who treated me differently let alone the first man I had ever been alone in a room with. Or it could be that he treated all women this way just so they could sleep with him? I smiled. This guy really was pathetic. Then I wondered, why was it he that made a living killing people. He spoke so fondly of life and all he did was slaughter people. Is it just irony or is there more to him that meets the eye?

Light poured through the window and onto my face. I raised my hand to cover the warm glow that attacked my eyes. I had been awake all night, thinking, that I had not realized morning had approached.

I felt the bed move and I turned only to find Inuyasha's face in front of mine.

"Morning," he smiled.

"You are despicable, Inuyasha," I pouted.

He laughed, pulling on a lock of my hair.

"Its only morning and already you've began with your insults."

I smacked his hand away and turned my head.

"You made me sit on the floor all night long."

"I offered you the other side of the bed. It was you who decided to sit on the floor," he remarked, standing up.

I remained quiet as he walked towards the end of the room.

"What are you doing?"

"I have to fight today."

"Will you fight all of those who survived yesterday?"

"Most likely," he replied. He walked towards me, already with his armor on, and gave me a questioning face. "What are you waiting for? Come on."

"I am not going."

"All of my ladies are to come and watch me. You, my dear, are no exception."

"I said, 'no'."

"Kagome, I don't want to force you."

I turned my back on him and he grabbed me and threw me over his back. I kicked and scream, while I punched his back but I eventually quieted down for nothing seemed to affect him.

"Why do I have to come?"

"You're my good luck charm."

I scoffed. There is no such thing as luck. I began to hear the noises from the people as he continued to walk further on. He walked into a dark tunnel, under the crowd, and came out where both the light and the noise greeted us. He put me on the floor and I immediately noticed that I had a perfect view of the arena, right in the middle.

"This is your seat."

I saw two demons, each standing on one side of the chair. He walked towards me and I took a step backwards.

"What? No good luck kiss?" he asked.

But before I could respond, he placed his hands on my each side of my face and crashed his firm lips onto mine. It was a chemical bond and I swear I could feel a static shock that passed from his mouth into mine. It was a dominant kiss to show me that it was he who I belonged to; it was he would pleasure me; it was he who was in control. He bit my bottom lip hard only to suck away the pain. I whimpered as I completely isolated myself from reality only to focus on him.

What was this man doing to me? In only minutes he could have me as his servant, pleading, wanting, begging. That is when I snapped back to reality. I could not let him know that he had such power over me.

I pushed him off and my lips came into contact with the cool wind.

"Kiss my ass!"

"I'll make sure to do it when I return," he smirked.

"I hope you die!"

He merely chuckled.

"Shippo. Hachi. Watch over her."

"Yes sir."

He came up to me, whispering in my ear, "Now I have something to look forward to tonight." He gave me another quick kiss before walking away.

I turned red instantly as my hand reached up to touch my bruised lips. That arrogant bastard twisted everything up. I only meant to insult him, and the idiot took it literally. I was about to walk away when I felt to hands force me to sit on the chair.

I groaned.

"The time has come," announced a voice, "to see who is the boldest of them all. Bring out the gladiators."

There came a roar from the crowd.

It had begun.

Five men came out. The people cheered as they saw their favorite gladiators come out onto the arena.

Immediately the battle began. Each fought against each other, but you could easily tell who Inuyasha was. He moved beautifully, as if he were an eagle, flying over the ground. A spear was throne towards Inuyasha and he easily dodged it. He ran towards the gladiator who had throne the spear and merely jumped, grabbing the man's shoulder with his left hand, and stabbing him in the neck with his right.

Only four men were left.

While Inuyasha fought with one of the gladiators, the other two that were left fought against each other. The tallest one of the two thrust both of his swords into the other man's stomach while the smaller man screamed in pain. I asked this Shippo who the tall man was and he only responded with the name Bankotsu.

The people cried and yelled his name, while I bit my nails in terror.

My attention returned to Inuyasha, who had trouble defeating the man whom he was fighting. He tried stabbing him with his sword but the man dodged it, only to come up to Inuyasha and kick him in the stomach. Inuyasha fell to the floor and the man kicked away his sword. He plunged his sword towards Inuyasha but Inuyasha barely dodged it, though he did receive a large wound on his left leg. He limped and reached for his sword, throwing it and stabbing the gladiator in the chest.

I sighed in relief.

Bankotsu, on the other hand, raised his sword and forced it down, viciously separating the poor man's head from his body.

I screamed in horror and the crowd only yelled louder.

They were the only two people left in the arena and Bankotsu had the advantage.