Chapter 3: reintroduction

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Kag pov

It was around five in the morning when she woke. She usually woke up early when she was in an unusual place. She had her eyes opened as she stared up at the ceiling. She let her thoughts run through her head, the anger she felt for various people. She promised she'd never speak to her grandmother again. As the thoughts drifted she couldn't help the new image of Inuyasha from clouding them as well. She turned facing the window at her side. She hated him for various reasons… but in reality, all the reasons she did, was sort of childish, they were all in the past. All she was left with was anger, anger with herself mostly.

It was unusual for her to be in bed at this time; she didn't usually sleep throughout the night. She was usually out, usually having fun. It was weird to think now she should be sleeping. She rose from her spot sitting up in her bed. The room around her was dark as she climbed out of it. She had an unusual urge to go upstairs and wake him up. It wasn't as if she was a sex addict, she could do without it, but sometimes she had certain urges.

She looked around the dark room finding her wool knitted cardigan. She pulled it on, and instead of buttoning it she tied the two ties at the side around her waist. She walked around her room for awhile looking for the two black suede knee length boots she came with. She pushed them on while walking out of the small room into the large hall. She let her hands run past the walls as she did. She looked around the house as she slowly took it in. It was fairly dark, but the mansion had large windows that let the moon out. She had to admit she was fairly jealous of Inuyasha. She wished that she had left the outside world too; she wished she could escape to some place like this. Though she was doing it now, it wasn't the same…not when he was here too.

When she thought about him she got slightly upset. She didn't know exactly why she hated him. She knew it had to do with him being one of the only people who knew her when she was so damn happy. She had the tendency to push anyone from that part of her life away. She started walking into a small room with a piano at the center of it. She sat down at its bench. She looked at all the meaningless pictures of shells and flowers that lined the brown striped walls. She sat there for awhile taking in the room until she heard a noise coming from the foyer. She rose up silently before going ahead slightly. It led her out into the foyer and coming down the spiral stairs was Inuyasha.

He had a pair of track pants on and a sweatshirt. He didn't seem to notice her as he made his way to the door. He hesitated for a second and she had to duck into the dark when he turned to face her way. He didn't read into it for too long, because after that he opened the door and took off jogging out the house. She stared after him for awhile before walking ahead and leaving out the front door.

The sun was already coming in and it was unusually cool outside. She hugged herself slightly as she stepped out into the sand. She trotted forward looking at the crashing beach. She dug her hands into her pocket looking for a cigarette and finding a half empty case. Most of her jackets had cigarettes and lighters in it so she didn't think anything of it. She pulled one out and placed it in the center of her lips; she put a hand to her right pocket finding the lighter. She lit the cigarette while walking forward. She huffed on it for awhile before landing on the perfect spot near the beach. She sat down crossing her legs and letting the tide get dangerously close to her.

She could stare at the ocean all day and it caused a small smile to frame her full lips. She didn't smile often, it would be a spectacle to see in her grandma's opinion. The wind blew cool winds towards her and she pulled her hair out of its damp bun so it could dry in the wind. The sun was showing causing a beautiful sunrise in the horizon and she gave the cigarette one last huff before plucking it into the ocean.

She rose up from her spot and took off her boots discarding them near her. She pulled off her cardigan and t-shirt too, until all she had on was her bra and underwear. Without hesitation she took those off as well. She didn't think too much into her actions, she never did. She was always doing things at impulse. After she got completely nude she walked carefully into the ocean feeling the coolness on contact. It made her freeze up and begin panting. It caused chills down her spine and she broke out into a huge smile as she walked deeper and deeper. She was finally in the middle of the tide as the water thrashed around her body. She didn't usually get to do things like this, and for the first time without the assistance of drugs or sex she actually felt alive, not numb like she usually did.

She stayed in the tide till she was accustomed with the temperature, after awhile she walked closer to the shore and sat down in the water letting the waves take over her. She was very content with it and after some time she laid back letting the sun touch her body.

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Inu pov

He had a hand on his pulse as he jogged his way back to the mansion. He paused momentarily as he let his heart rate go back to normal. He took deep breaths slowly and stirred himself towards the entrance of the house. He paused when he sensed something a bit unusual. Not unusual in scent but unusual in familiarity. It was the same scent he sensed before he left that morning to go on his run. The wind thrusted the scent to him every now again and he turned towards it letting it lead him to it. He followed it out a few paces out into the middle of the beach.

He paused when he spotted Kagome. She was standing at the shore of the beach with a rather long wool coat on. He thought this weird seeing as it had to be around eighty degrees outside at the moment. He took in her back side as the wind whisked long black hair towards him. So she hadn't cut her hair. He imagined how she looked with it framing her gorgeous face. He sighed slightly wanting to turn when he spotted her movement. She turned in her spot. That usually wouldn't have grabbed his attention until he realized she wore absolutely nothing under the cardigan. He could make out the outline of her body the shape of her legs the size of her breast. As soon as she got where she wanted she turned again facing the ocean and sat down on the sand. He was frozen in his spot and he had to battle his urge to approach her or to ignore her.

He took a few steps forward but he thought against it. If what everyone said about her was true he didn't want to get involved. He let his eyes linger towards her as she laid herself down into the sand. He defiantly saw something unusual with her, but he couldn't put his finger on it. He turned leaving the beach and heading inside.

She stayed on the beach till she felt too hungry to resist it. She quickly rose up and walked towards the house. She was completely nude under her cardigan and she just simply tied it shut letting obscene amounts of skin show. She climbed up the stairs and let herself into the mansion. A few of the help passing by stared at her while she walked towards the dining room. She didn't seem to care though; she didn't so much as look their way as she walked. She was about to enter when she spotted him. He was sitting down at the same seat he had been yesterday. He had a coffee cup in front of him and a bundle of mail sitting on his lap.

He sensed her right away but he didn't make a move. He just read the letter in front of him. She hesitated for just a moment before inviting herself into the room. She passed by him and headed towards the end chair, it had a plate filled with pancakes on it. He watched her as she walked; he was needless to say shock. She was still nude, not completely; she had closed the wool cardigan with the strings tied to her unusually small waist.

She sat at the chair with her knees up and instead of using the fork she tore the pieces of pancake off and ate them without any syrup. He didn't want to just openly stare at her, so he lifted up the sheet he was reading and looked her way instead of reading it. He could see the fullness of her breast accurately. The cardigan was still open from the waist up. The nipple wasn't exposed but the flesh was. Her legs were up so he had a very healthy depiction of her inner thigh. This time she didn't wear sunglasses so he had a good look at her gorgeous features again. Just like yesterday it seemed to take his breath away. Her hair was longer then he expected. it seemed like since he left she hadn't ever cut her hair. It flowed past her back and almost touched her ass.

The more he stared the more he got engrossed in her. She didn't touch the bacon or eggs on the side. She sort of ate like a dainty mouse; she had to tear every piece of the pancake into small fragments before eating it. She shifted herself and he almost caught a glimpse of her private part. He could feel his heart beat increase and his body grow unusually warm. She looked up from her food to stare back at him. He quickly looked down at the paper before him while picking up his coffee cup. He put it to his lips, but he could still sense her staring, so he looked up. He was surprised to catch her amazing blue eyes still on him. He set his coffee cup down. "Coffee…" He suggested, he expected her to just ignore the notion but she actually nodded. "How do you like it?" he asked and he scolded himself for trying so desperately to start a conversation with her.

She pushed a hand through her long black hair so her face and their impeccable features were on display. "Just black with a little milk." She said and he nodded while rising from his seat. He still had track pants on, but he only had a white t-shirt on instead of the sweatshirt. She let her eyes roam his exposed muscle. He left her view suddenly and she rose from her seat quickly going for his side of the table. She took the bundle of mail from its place and read through them searching for something that was just a tad bit interesting, anything along the lines of probation or court orders. There was nothing, it seemed like he got a lot of offers to write something for various people. She didn't have too much time and she only got through half of the envelopes before taking her seat back at her spot.

He returned with a mug in his hands. He set it down beside her and she took it from the table putting it to her lips. She didn't bother saying thank you, but he just added that to one of her unusual charactistics. He looked down at the mail instantly noticing she had touched it. "There's no mail for you." He said as he sat back down. She didn't say anything. She just continued to eat her pancake before getting bored and slightly pushing the plate away. She left several pieces on her plate but she didn't seem like she was going to finish it.

He had an eerie feeling she was staring at him, and he looked up to see she actually was. He didn't know what to say this time, so he just lifted the mail again, but he stared at her waiting for her to talk. She put the mug down. "Do you have any alcohol?" She asked and that caught him off guard. He put the envelope down and looked up at her. "Please…" She said and he was shocked that she actually had that word in her vocabulary.

"It's eight in the morning." He stated and she sat up in her seat while sitting cross legged. She took a long sip of the coffee and stared towards him. He could feel his heart beat quicken as he took her in. Wow she was gorgeous; it was sort of hard for him to compose his thoughts. "What do you drink?" He asked and she put the cup down.

"Anything." She said and he nodded before rising up from his spot. This time he took his mail with him. She watched him leave again and she stared forward in her seat. She was weighing the probability that he might have some narcotics around the house somewhere. He came back with a bottle of jack and a glass with a few ice cubes in it.

"Is this good?" He asked and she took hold of the bottle before looking up at him. She nodded with a very soft smile on her full lips; he felt his heart skip again. She opened the bottle and instead of pouring it she drunk directly from it. "Slow it down." He warned, and she put the bottle down almost as if she was heeding his warning.

"Hey…" she said and he rose a devastatingly handsome eyebrow up. "Why did you come here?" She asked and he took that question in for a moment before eyeing her.

"The same reason why you came." He said, though that wasn't accurate, he decided that it fit appropriately enough. She nodded while taking a quick swing at the bottle. He narrowed his eyes as he stared at her. Something told him he didn't know exactly what he got himself into. "You know I have to say I thought you hated Me." he said and she looked up at that.

"No…" she lied while taking another swing. He sat up feeling as if that was probably a bad idea. She was only talking to him because she wanted to know if he kept drugs around the house. She had an urge for them at the moment. She took another swing at the bottle and he rose up from his spot.

"Maybe I should take that." He said and she quickly got up from her spot as well. He got his first very good look at her figure. It wasn't skinny and shapeless like he remembered it. She had a very small waist, round hips, and long shapely legs. The perfect model figure, what they said about her as a child was extremely accurate, how they had known was beyond him. He sat back carefully when he saw her rise up. She took the bottle with her while walking past him...

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Kag Pov

She sat again in the sand staring up into the morning air. She drummed her hands ever so slightly into the sand as she held on tightly to the bottle near her. It was already halfway through but she didn't hesitate to gulp down another mouth full. The sky was turning gray outside and she found it hard to believe it could rain in such a beautiful place. She dropped her back into the sand while staring out into the ocean. She closed her eyes and as she did the first rain drop fell on her nose. She smiled suddenly before opening her eyes.

It was raining; she suddenly liked the idea of it. She took another gulp of the jack beside her, before letting it fall carelessly from her hands. It rolled down the beach while spilling. More rain drops fell down while she sat up in her spot. The sand around her was getting little dots around it and she rose up from the sand clumsily to walk further into the ocean. She was a bit drunk and as she got to the shore she all but collapsed at the sea line. That also made her laugh and she let the sea devour her fully slightly before stumbling to her feet again.

The remainder of the clothes she had been wearing earlier had been washed into the sea, and she could make out her bra as the ocean carried it further in the tide. She stared at it for awhile before looking up into the gray sky. She turned back around walking out of the surf and back on shore. The rain was falling hard at this point and she decided that she'd stand on the sand and let the rain wash some of the sand from her. She untied the cardigan and dropped it to the sand. She walked beside the ocean in the nude without a care in the world. It was as if she didn't care if the maids or even if he saw her. She acted on complete impulse, when she wanted to do something she did.

The rain began to fall harshly and the wind picked up. She had to take deep breaths to breathe accurately when the rain fell. She stood like that for awhile before deciding she needed a cigarette. Her cardigan had been discarded somewhere unknown, she didn't bother going back for it. She just walked with vigor back to the house. The fact that she was nude didn't seem to past her mind. She opened the front door and slipped in. The staff of women stopped still in their spots, one went running in one direction and another woman dropped a glass pot she was polishing. Kagome stared at them for awhile before shifting her eyes on top of the winding staircase.

Coming from the right of the hall was Inuyasha. He opened two double doors and thrusted himself out of it. "What's going…" he swallowed his words when he spotted her. She was dripping wet and completely naked. She didn't say anything to him. she just stared his way as one of the help ran back with a towel in her hands. She put the towel around her naked form and Kagome wrapped it around her before going to the right in order to return to her room. He still stayed there staring at where she had just been. He didn't even know what to think, he didn't have neither thoughts nor words.

Kagome sat in her bedroom with the towel around her. She went to the jacket she had been wearing when she first got here. She pulled out a pack and it's lighter. She looked down at it before pushing it back into its pockets. She pulled the jacket up and pulled it on. She zipped it to the brim before walking out of her room and into the hall. She quickly passed the dining room and went back to the front. She pulled open the front door and left again, back into the rain…

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Inu pov

"She did what?" Miroku said as he took a seat at the chair to his right. He had his lines in his left hand as he cupped his cell on his right. Inuyasha was sitting in his study with the speaker on.

"Yeah, she has a knack for going places naked." He said while pushing aside what he was working on. "I saw her on the beach naked earlier when I was running. She didn't bother putting her clothes back on to eat breakfast." He said and he could already tell Miroku had a perverted smile on his face.

"So did you tell her to make sure she stays fully clothed for now on?" Miroku asked. He pretended to be interested in the script in his hands but in reality he had all focus on the conversation at hand.

"Come on Miroku, you've seen her." Inuyasha stated and Miroku cracked up laughing. That was his sentiments exactly. He did see Kagome very frequently, especially when she went to parties. She was always the center of it; he could understand why they sent her there. She was always so distant; she didn't talk to anyone, unless she was planning on going home with them.

He turned around and stared at the old bookshelf across from him. "I mean wow, why didn't anyone tell me she looked like that." He whispered as he thought over the look of her face, her body…Miroku sat up at that thinking it over.

"How come no one told you she was completely crazy…?" He said and Inuyasha smiled at that. That was also very accurate; he only knew rumors about her. Like he knew she had a drug problem, that she partied every night, defied probation. No one told him that she would walk around the house naked; that she would drink a whole bottle of jack by herself… he could have really used that sort of information. "Okay so are your parents still coming by for your birthday, I might swing by."

"You always swing by." He said with a roll of his eyes as he rolled his chair back into the desk.

"So when I come by will you still have your...you know your little helpers." He said meaning the all girl, all attractive, all young, group of women who cleaned around the house. Inuyasha smiled at that.

"Nope, I'm beginning to send them home all this month." He stated and Miroku dropped his script in shock.

"Really, why the hell would you do that." He said in shock as he rose up from his spot to retrieve it. Most of the people around the set turned to stare at him. "I mean you live on an island, what… your going celibate now?"

"No," He said though if he sent them home he'd actually very much be going celibate. "It's a bit too soon to say, so don't tell anyone, but I'm planning on leaving…I don't know when, but I'm almost done with a script, and I think I want to be the one to direct it." he admitted and in complete and utter shock Miroku just stood there. "Miroku…"

"You're coming back…"

"I said it's not official, I don't know." He said but Miroku still seemed extremely shocked. "Miroku…" he didn't say anything and Inuyasha rolled his eyes before hanging up the phone. He knew it was a bit too soon to say, but he just had to tell someone about his plans. Miroku seemed to be the wrong person to tell. He rose up from his spot checking his watch.

He turned leaving the study and closing the door behind him. He locked the door and headed to the double doors that led into the rest of the hall. As he passed the closed off rooms he took out the key from his back pocket to lock the halls door as well. He had skipped lunch so he was extremely hungry. He jogged down the stairs into the foyer and out the right to lead to the dining room. As soon as he approached it he caught her scent.

She didn't smell like the beach like she had been lately. She actually smelled more like herself, the way she did when she was dry and dressed. He walked into the dining room spotting her instantly. She was sitting at the end of the table like usual. She wore a long black sleeveless dress. It sort of over took her, even though she was sitting with her knees tucked into her body the dress draped down onto the floor. She always looked as if she was unimaginably cold, but he took that as a symptom of withdrawal. Whatever drug she usually did she hadn't done it in a couple days.

"Hi…" he said while taking his seat. She wasn't eating; there was no food on her plate so instead she was flicking at the burgundy tablecloth near her and hugging herself as if it was below zero. He sat down and she looked up at him, her hair was dry and wavy. She thrusted it on one shoulder as if she didn't want to be bothered with it, she didn't wear makeup, but since she's been here he had never once seen her with a drop of it on her face. She didn't need it, but he imagined if she didn't drink as much, maybe didn't do drugs, her face would have a healthier glow and she would be beyond beautiful.

She didn't reply to his hi, she just continued picking at the table cloth. He didn't know what to say to her, and it got very awkward after awhile. She began tapping on the table after some time. "Are you cold?" He asked referring to the soft shiver she did. He knew she wasn't really, but it was a conversation starter. If she was so prone to being cold then why did she parade around with nothing on? She didn't answer him she just flicked the table cloth. "It's nice to see you with some clothes on." He joked and she stopped flicking to look up at him.

He gulped as he took in her face. She didn't seem upset or sad; she just looked up at him expressionless. After awhile one of the help came out with a plate and set it down near him. She then came back with a second one putting it in front of her. She picked up a piece of bread from the plate and tore it with her hands before putting it in her mouth. "When do you do groceries?" She asked out of nowhere, and though he was in the middle of putting something in his mouth he quickly grabbed a handkerchief from beside him and spit it out just so he could reply to her answer. It was extremely rare for her to speak so he made it his job to answer every question she had.

"Uh we just did groceries, it should last us a few more months." He said and she put another piece of bread in her mouth before grabbing a fork and pushing it into the vegetables on her plate. "Did you need something that we don't have?" He asked and she put a rather long pea pod into her full lips before chewing it extremely slowly. He waited for her to answer but she seemed focused in that one task.

"I'm a vegetarian." She said suddenly as she swallowed the pod. He took that in before looking at the steak on her plate, no wonder she hadn't eaten the bacon this morning.

"You should have said that, I could have gotten the cook to make you something vegetarian." He said and she just looked up at him as she placed a fork full of mash potatoes into her mouth. She was so weird it wasn't funny. He just looked down at his glass filled with wine before lifting it up and sipping from it. "Is there something else you needed?" he asked and she didn't say anything. She just continued eating and he literally thought about how he'd sum this up so Miroku could understand how unusual she was.

"Yea…" she stated and he nodded waiting for her to continue. She didn't, she just pushed more food into her mouth.

"What else do you need?" he asked her and she still didn't answer. He stared at her as she stopped eating and began playing with the food on her plate. He narrowed his eyes not quite understanding her motives. "You know it has to be legal." He said and that made her look up quickly.

She looked away from him before narrowing her eyes at the ceiling across from him. "You are such a dick Inuyasha." She said suddenly and he was extremely shocked.

"I didn't mean it like that, I just meant that…"

"You just meant that you are ten times better than me, and I'm just little old orphan Kagome, the drug addict who was dumped at your footsteps." She said and he let his mouth open as if he wanted to say something, but she rolled her eyes. "I was going to ask for cigarettes, nothing illegal, you don't have to put your Takashi nose up at me. I'm not some fifteen year old talentless hick anymore." She rose up from her spot and he did too.

"I really didn't mean it like that."

"Yea you did… you've been meaning it for a really long time." She dodged him quickly going for her room. He sighed while taking his seat again. The longest conversation she ever had with him and he had to ruin it. So she did in fact hate him, she still held a grudge from when they were younger. He couldn't blame her; he wasn't exactly the nicest person back then...

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He ate the rest of his food and went upstairs, when he did climb the stairs, he sensed her again. He turned around catching her leaving from the front door. He didn't say anything to her, though he did want to apologize, but he knew she wouldn't listen. He went up the stairs and into the left hallway. He sort of felt as if someone was staring at him, but he dismissed it. He left through the open hall doors and walked into his room.

He didn't usually sleep so early so he found it hard to concentrate. He just stared at the ceiling thinking, and as he did she slipped into his mind every so often. He tried to think of other things but somehow she always clouded his thoughts. After awhile he began to drift asleep and as he did his senses periodically began to shut down...

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Kag Pov

She looked around the foyer for awhile before taking a deep breath and climbing up the winding stairs. She remembered seeing him go through the open hallway. The second was closed off. She went through the halls double doors before opening the door to her right. No one was in it, just a standard bed with a television in it. She walked out of it and checked the second door, there was no one in the second one either, and she tried one more before finding the one he slept in. It was the biggest one out of the three she had just seen.

She searched his room for any other person. She wasn't dumb; she knew that he occasionally had sex with his help. She knew Inuyasha. She was actually surprised he didn't lock the door. She walked into the room locking the door behind her. She hugged herself as she approached his sleeping form. She took a deep breath before quickly taking off her robe and setting it on the bed beside her. She climbed on to the bed silently, before leaning against his body. He had nothing on but a pair of boxers, but he slept deeply.

She leaned closer to his bare body and laid a kiss on his chest; he moved slightly but didn't wake up. She made sure her bare breast touched his chest as she lifted her leg over his torso. He still didn't move as she trailed kisses up his neck. The movement made him shift slightly and she watched as he began to wake up. He moved forward but was restricted, he opened his eyes and she smiled softly down at him. His heart spiked and he rose up from his spot quickly. "What the hell." He scolded as he took her in.

She was completely naked, sitting on his lap, his erection came without warning and she quickly placed her arms around his shoulders. She kissed down his neck and he sat completely stiff. "What are you doing here." He asked but he couldn't help his eyes from shutting momentarily as she kissed the side of his jaw. She placed her soft lips on his and he kissed back slightly. It was as if he wasn't thinking clearly, there was no way this was a dream, but it had to be. There was no way she could be here, as angry as she was earlier.

He felt her grab hold of his boxers and begin shimmying it down, he felt reality begin soaking in. "Kagome… wait." He said but she didn't. She managed to slip it down enough to reveal what she wanted, and though he wanted to, he knew he couldn't. "Stop," He said strictly.

"It's not a big deal…" She whispered as she gently pushed him down against the bed. He begged to differ as he quickly picked her up and set her beside him. He sat up again and began pulling up his boxers.

"What are you doing here?" He asked while jumping off his bed. She watched him before rolling her eyes and grabbing her robe. He watched her quickly pull it on before turning on the lights at his bed side.

"You're making it more than it really is." She said while closing the robe. He didn't even understand what she meant by that.

"You come into my bedroom in the middle of the night naked, and try to have sex with me. How am I making it more than it really is?"

"Because it's just sex" She said while climbing off his bed. She crossed her arms as she walked past him for the door. He just stared forward trying to process what she just said. Before she could past by he grabbed her arm making her turn around and face him.

"I think you went a bit too far this time." He said. "I think I deserve some sort of explanation." He said and she looked away from him as if she wasn't willing to say anything. "Kagome…"

"Don't tell me you don't have sex with all the maids around here. Why else would they be wearing those slutty little outfits, so what... I wanted to have sex. I went for it. I would have had sex with one of them, but I don't know where they stay. It's just sex." She said and he just stared at her as she uncomfortably shifted in her spot and headed out of his door...

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