Underestimation

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or Naruto

Chapter 3: Interrogation

Kakashi was smiling. Not that one could easily tell, but there he was, smiling and staring at the girl tied to one of his table chairs. Kagome, regrettably, was not smiling at the situation at hand. Instead she glared daggers at the weird mans concealed face and watched as he chuckled with every barbed glance.

"So," he began, "are you ever going to tell me what you want little Kitty."

Kagome wanted to spit in his eye.

"My name is not Kitty, it's Kagome you jerk."

"Ouch, that really hurts my pride."

Kagome squirmed and tried to fight her bindings.

"You are going to ruin my sheet, if you keep squirming like that." Kakashi observed.

Kagome smiled mischievously and continued moving around in her chair. She heard a small tearing sound.

"Whoops, their goes the sheet."

"Look, we can sit here all day if you want, its my day off." he mused dryly and reached for his pockets. Kagome stopped moving long enough to observe him.. Is he going to take out one of those shiny black knives? She asked herself. Kagome remembered his attack from before. She swallowed her thoughts.

Kakashi pulled his hand out of his pocket and began to read his little pink book. Kagome's face fell. They sat their for a moment in silence until Kagome spoke.

"Umm, Old Man..."

Kakashi turned to see Kagome who had a curious expression on her face.

"My name is not Old Man." he responded.

"Okay, dude reading what looks to be a perverted book." she tried.

"Yes, how can I help you my dear kitten?" he offered.

"It's Kagome, but listen." she said. "What if I told you I was cursed?"

"Wouldn't bother me." he stated, his eyes never leaving the book.

"Huh?"

Kakashi put his book down.

"It wouldn't bother me, because, I know you would be lying. This thing you do is nothing more than the basic transformation jutsu, mastered at least by the most basic citizen for his/her own self defence." Kakashi stared at the girl. He got up from where he sat and came closer to her and took her face in his hand. "Now, kitten, are you going to tell me what you were doing in my bed, or would I have to resort to more drastic measures?" he smiled as he said the words.

Kagome swallowed her fear. "You put me there last night." she simply stated.

"Correction." he stated glumly. "I put a cat in my bed last night."

"Exactly, you put me there."

Kakashi leaned in toward the girl.

"Where are you from?"

"I can't tell you."

Kakashi inched closer to her face, Kagome could feel his breath on her face.

"And why can't you tell me?" he asked. Their noses were already touching.

"Because, you already said you wouldn't believe me."

"I see." he said. "I guess drastic measures are needed."

Kakashi took out a kunai from his pocket.

Kagome closed her eyes.

She felt a tiny scratch on her arm

She opened her eyes.

Kakashi had nicked her arm.

"With every lie you tell, the cut will go deeper and deeper."

Kagome's breath hitched in her throat.

"But, I already told you the truth!" she yelled frantically.

"You told me your version of the truth," he began. "I want the unedited version if you don't mind."

"Kagome."

Kagome looked up. Kakashi was staring intently at her. It was the first time he had said her name. Her breathing suddenly became shallower. That look in his eyes, was not kind. Yet, niether did he stare at her in hate.

"I don't want to hurt you." he simply stated.

"Kagome." he said again.

"Who are you?" her voice a breathless wonder.

"Hatake Kakashi. And you?"

"Higurashi Kagome. But, I go by many names."

"Oh."

"Sometimes, Fluffy, or Snowball. I was called Princess once,"

"I see." Kakashi stood up again, kunai in hand.