Making him feel better was the least of Kagome's issues right now, she had the whole Kikyo thing almost figured out. Her head kept on telling her that Kikyo was the girl that Hojo cheated her with, plus, there's Hojo too, him and his ordeal, whatever that is. They all ended up sleeping in the 'room', Inu taking the window seat, Kagome getting the couch, Sango occupying the love seat, and poor Miroku somehow slept sitting up, his head laying on the marble table.

Kagome barely remembered anything after the 'incident' with Inu's niece. She had bits and pieces, which included Miroku passing out at his current 'bed', Sango beating the living hell out of Miroku for groping her ass, no that was happening everyday, so maybe she was just remembering something that happened sometime ago. But the most vivid 'memory' was of Inu sitting on the window seat, looking over at the dawning beach reliving memories of him and Kikyo. He hadn't known that she had seen him like that. Inu was a very well-composed person, so seeing him like this Kagome felt a wash of sympathy towards him.

"Guys what time is it?" asked Kagome, sitting up, only to find Inu, Miro, and Sango all passed out on their 'beds'. She couldn't pass up this wonderful opportunity, she stealthily got up and walked over to her bag looking for her 'bag of torture'. She hoped something like this would happen, so she can try out her new markers and such.

'Now who for the first victim? Inuyasha perhaps? Nah, saving the best for last. Sango perhaps? Yeah, good idea.' Kagome thought.

Kagome snuck up behind the sleeping slayer, she looked inside her 'bag of torture' and found a couple of purple shaded lipstick, 'The only shade that her mom owned,' thought Kagome evilly.

'What to do with it? Smear it all over her face , and write "sucker" on her forehead? Too simple, ah-ha!' exclaimed Kagome as the light bulb in her head lit.

Looming over the 'victim', Kagome took the ugliest shade of purple and put it on her best friend's lips, a little more make-up made Sango looked like a person dying from hypothermia. And surely, Miro would risk everything, just to give a full on mouth-to-mouth with Sango. An evil grin replaced the smirk on her face. Now time to wake sweet little Miro from his strip club, he calls his "dreamland." Kagome gently shook him and sat down beside him, whispering," Miroku, I think Sango's dying, her lips are purple, and she feels awfully cold." tempted Kagome in her I'm-so-desperate-help-me tone. That oughta wake the lover boy. Upon hearing this Miroku leaped to his feet and hugged Sango and started rubbing his hands up and down her back, after a few rubs, Sango bolted up and slapped Miroku in the face. (ouch.) Unknowing that she had been tricked Sango kept beating Miroku's little ass. Miroku given anytime to explain tried, and finally got the whole story out,and slowly Sango turned to her instead of Miroku. Then chasing after her. Being fitter than Kagome, Sango caught up with her no problem, whatsoever.

"You..."Sango stopped at that, and instead of giving her a motherly speech, Sango started tickling Kagome, giving her very little room to breath. When the clock struck twelve, Kagome fell to the ground, unconscious. Not knowing what to do, Sango woke Inuyasha up and told him what had happened. Inuyasha being the good friend he is swept Kagome of f the floor and ran towards the door, as fast as his legs would carry him. When he was about ten meters from the door, Kagome opened her eyes, and said, (well she really yelled this) "Gotcha!" and started dissolving into giggles. The worried hanyou didn't really appreciate this, seeing that she looked hella like his ex-girlfriend and she reminded him of her so much, not personality wise though, plus he really cared about her. Nothing that he would usually feel for some girl he just met, but he had a feeling, that the feeling he had for this girl was genuine, new and very confusing.

How he could feel such thing for a new girl? He's yet to find out. Maybe it's because she looked like Kikyo, or maybe its the way that she smiles that can turn a frown upside down? Or the way that when she sings, she can make it her own? His confused, angry, self couldn't figure it out. And it was very frustrating for him. Or is it maybe because he's in love with her, but he just refuses to accept it?

"You shouldn't play around like that you know? You scared me enough that I almost walked- no, run out of that door in demon speed. That would've been really bad for everyone in this house." admitted Inuyasha.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it." Kagome said automatically, seeing a different type of clouds over Inuysha's head. With nothing left to do, Kagome asked Inuyasha if he wanted breakfast (ohh, don't worry the other two went back to sleeping), Inuyasha agreed and they both went to take showers, separately.

Since it was a nice spring day, Kagome couldn't help but choose the perfect out fit for the perfect weather. Some denim shorts that makes her legs look really long and lean, a plain yellow shirt and her yellow converses, throw in her Dior sunglasses and ruby necklace. Kagome fiddled with the necklace remembering how she got it.

"Hey Kagome." waved a happy Hojo.

"Hey Hojo." greeted a younger Kagome.

Hojo hugged her from the back,the you-can-take-me-now-I'm-happy kind of way. They stayed like that for a couple more minutes, not minding the disgusted stares off elderly people, passing by.

"Kagome do me a favor and close your eyes." stated Hojo.

"Why-" Kagome started only to be interrupted.

"Just do it, I promise I wont bite." promised Hojo.

But then a loud knocking came from her door, snapping her out of her flashback, and also remembering Inuyasha is ready.

Today, Inuyasha was dressed with an orange shirt, some khaki shorts, some flip-flops, and his Sean Paul glasses. Inuyasha lead the way to the garage and found the keys for his Rover. They got on the midnight blue car, and Kagome was slapped with Inuyasha's cologne all over, rolling her window down, she looked over at Inuyasha and wondered what his lips would feel like.

Feeling a little tap on her shoulders, she stopped her thoughts from getting further and put her seat belt on.

NOTE: I'm might start to write longer chapters and try to finish this story withing at least 30 chapters. I know this isn't the best story in the world, but stay with me. I have some surprises for you.

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