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AN: Sorry it took so long for me to write this chapter, guys! Honestly, I kind of forgot about this story until I got a review for it... oops... I hope you like this latest chapter, and I'll try to keep this story in mind whenever I'm not having writer's block!

Don't Get Involved, Baka

Chapter 4

firefox369

"Shippo, just what do you think you're doing?" Kagome sighed, rubbing her eyes and sitting up in her bed. Her adopted son blinked curiously at her for a few moments. That was when the young woman noticed the strange, mumbling creatures tossing and turning on her bedroom floor. She paled to a ghastly shade of white, terrifying her son.

"Okaa-san! Are you okay? Are you sick?" he cried, hopping onto her bed and scrambling over her body in an attempt to find the source of her malady. "Okaa-san! Say something!"

The forms shifting on the floor jolted to their feet and the light snapped on. The sudden change in brightness left Kagome in a daze, and she found that her mind was completely muddled and confused. She could feel the young black-blood shaking her and crying her name through his sniffles and sobs. Shippo rubbed away his tears with the back of his sleeves, inhaling and wailing "Help!" over and over again. "Okaa-san's dying!"

Kagome felt a rough hand press against her forehead, then several cries and shouts of alarm.

"She's cold! She's cold! Her body temperature is going down! Someone perform CPR!"

The young woman blinked and looked around owlishly looked around the room, waiting for her brain to reboot. Just what were those men doing in her room when she was sleeping? How did they even get into her house? But first and foremost, who were they, and why were they staring at her in her current slight lack of dress? Kagome's eyes widened in horror when the night's events finally clicked and she released an ear-splitting screech.

"Help! Help! She's have a heart attack!" one of the thugs hollered, racing to her side and knocking her onto her back. She struggled against the man's hold, having no idea what the jackass was blabbering about. Shippo remained in her lap, sobbing his eyes out and sniffling madly.

Kagome glared heatedly and grabbed the man's throat with murder at the forefront of her mind. How dare those little ingrates sneak into her room at night and watch her sleep? Morons! Perverts! Uncultured savages!

"Just who is having a heart attack here?" she snarled, shoving the man off her and sitting up again. "And what the hell are you doing in my room?"

The door slammed open and Inuyasha charged in. His silver hair was ruffled, and his crimson pajamas were wrinkled and messed, a sure sign of his unwanted awakening. The mixed blooded male gripped his family heirloom, Testusaiga, in his right hand, preparing to unsheathe the magical blade.

"What the hell are you doing in Kagome's room, bastards?" he demanded, golden eyes glowering. Shippo stopped his crying, and sniffed one last time before beginning his explanation. He hadn't gotten past the first sentence when the Warlock family reject pounded him on the head with a clenched fist. "Kagome's alive, and she's not having a heart attack" Inuyasha growled, picking up one of the former thugs and chucking him out of the room. "Get the hell out of this damn house and never come back in." Hurriedly, the men obeyed his commands and raced out of the rickety building.

"Forgive us, O Beautiful Mother of Asura!" they each begged as they ran out of her room. When all of the men were gone, Kagome heaved a sigh of relief and plopped back onto her pillow. Shippo whimpered and crawled to her face. His eyes were red and puffy from his tears.

"I'm sorry, okaa-san!"

"Just go to sleep Shippo" Kagome groaned, falling back asleep before she even finished closing her eyes.

Inuyasha snorted and knocked the child on the head one last time before stepping out of the room to go back to sleep. He doubted he'd be able to, though, what with all the random screaming and shouting that had just occurred. The dhampir scratched the back of his head with a loud yawn just as Sango poked her head out of her room. Dark bags were under eyes, and her hair was just as messy as his own.

"What was all the screaming about, Inuyasha?" she mumbled tiredly, rubbing her eyes.

"Nothin' but the new bodyguards gettin' themselves into a shitload of shit" he grumbled, opening the door to his room and stepping inside. Sango nodded, not really caring.

"Ah" she grunted, slamming her door shut. Inuyasha slammed his door shut not even a second later and the old piece of architecture was silent once more. Just down the street, Zelman grinned as he watched the child's silhouette reach for the light switch. The building was dark in a moment and the street was left illuminated only by the dim street lamps and the small campfires the newly dubbed bodyguards made as they pitched makeshift tents.

"Zelman - 2. Kagome - 0."

And then he was gone, blending into the shadows as if he were never there.

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"Kagome, get up!" Sango's fatigued voice called from downstairs. "You're later than usual today!"

Kagome moaned and cracked her eyes open to stare at the cracked and peeling ceiling. She really did not want to go to work today. If she hadn't already called in and used all her sick days, she would have dialed her boss and faked illness. Lazily, she rolled off the bed and made hard contact with rotten, creaky wooden floorboards. Shippo charged up the stairs and held up her uniform for her, apologizing profusely for the previous night. Again.

"It wasn't all your fault, Shippo" she sighed, grabbing her clothing and changing into them. After making her way out of her room, she stumbled on one of the steps and was about to tumble down the stairs when a strong arm grabbed a hold of her waist and righted her back onto her feet. She glanced back to see one of the gang members. "I thought Inuyasha told you to stay out of the house."

The man blushed slightly. "I'll be your personal bodyguard from now on. The others are out checking the perimeter."

Kagome snorted. "I don't need a bodyguard."

The thug was the one to snort this time, and he motioned to the stairs. Kagome pouted and crossed her arms before turning away from him and continuing her descent. The man watched her with careful eyes, analyzing her every step and staying on his toes in case he needed to save his ward from the dangers of the staircase a second time. When Kagome reached the bottom safely, he visibly relaxed. He was surprised when the young compromiser tilted her head to look at him with her hazel eyes.

"Thanks" she finally mumbled. Shippo giggled at the man's side, holding the man's large hand with his considerably smaller one. The personal bodyguard couldn't help but find the child adorable and completely huggable.

"Isn't okaa-san funny?" Shippo laughed. His emerald orbs stared at the young man with strangely knowledgeable eyes. "Come on, or else okaa-san will leave without you." Sadly, by the time they were at the bottom of the stairs, Kagome was already out the door and long gone. The young man sighed and ran a hand through his long, brunette hair before sprinting out of the house.

"Don't worry, Asura-sama, I'll keep your okaa-san safe!" he assured, but he couldn't help but feel a cloud of doom looming over his head.

Just as he turned the corner, he saw Kagome crash into the several century old black blood and fly back from the impact. Intending to keep his promise to his deity's reincarnation, he lunged and caught the girl in his arms just before she hit the ground. Her eyes were shut and her body was curled for a few moments, as if she expected the impact, but gradually peeked open her eyes and looked up at the brunette.

"Clock-sama" he greeted after hoisting the girl to her feet and straightening out his clothing. He bowed at his waist, knowing that the ancient black blood deserved the respect he was offering.

"Kaito" Zelman greeted, stuffing his hands in his pants pockets. "Found a new one."

"Yes, Clock-sama" the man replied. Though Zelman's statement wasn't a question, Kaito knew the man well enough to decipher the inquiry beneath.

"Make sure she doesn't die."

"Yes, Clock-sama."

The black blood sidestepped the human duo and continued on his way, glancing at Kagome with a sadistic gleam in his gaze. Kagome shivered at the look.

"I need her for entertainment" he smirked, making Kagome's jaw drop. Was he serious? She refused to believe that she had dropped to the status of court jester in the eyes of the damned vampire. She whirled around and pointed at him with the full commitment of telling him just how much she opposed to the idea.

"Listen, you snobby, self-centered, lazy, no-good, piece of shit!" she snarled, making her bodyguard spin to face her and the vampire pause in his steps. "Yeah, that's right! I'm talking to you, jackass!"

"Kagome-sama" the brunette gaped, mouth opening and shutting like a fish out of water.

"Oh, shut it" she snapped at him, not even bothering to gaze into her new bodyguard's startled, cerulean eyes. "Look, you asshole! I am not some freak clown that you can just conjure up whenever you're bored!"

Zelman looked back at her and laughed through his nose. Her being a source of entertainment was obviously a very good choice on his part. Few people would dare to stand up to him in the face of his pyrokinesis. The girl either had a lot of guts or she was complete idiot. Frankly, he didn't care which one she was. She was amusing, and that was all that mattered to him.

"I have no need to 'conjure' you up. You appear of your own accord, girl."

Kagome snarled through her gritted teeth and clenched her hands into trembling fists as he walked away. How dare he! How dare that bastard say something like that and just prance away as if nothing ever happened? Granted, he wasn't exactly prancing, but that didn't matter! How could he just ignore her as if she were some insignificant little speck on the bottom of his shoe! Before she could fully comprehend what she was doing, she ripped her heel off her foot and held it back to chuck it at the vampire. She felt her arm move, felt the shoe slip from her grasp, and felt herself cackling as the heel solidly connected with the back of the old redhead's cranium.

"Kagome-sama!" Kaito gasped, horrified at her actions. Now how was he supposed to protect her? He couldn't exactly fight against Zelman's blazing flame of doom!

"He deserved it" Kagome growled, preparing to take off her other shoe when she was suddenly knocked into Ginta's glass door. The store's vampire owner winced as the girl made contact and sighed with relief when the glass didn't even crack. He wiped off the nervous sweat beading at his brow.

"If you plan on making this a full-out war, girl, I will not hold back" Zelman warned, crimson eyes darkening.

"Bring it, gramps" Kagome challenged, accepting the dangerous face off. "I'll show you just how insignificant your little ember really is." She could take on the vampire any day! After all, she wasn't your average, human girl. Kagome knew a few moves, and her surrogate family always commented on her ingenious creativity. She turned a deathly shade of white, and her confidence vanished, when the vampire smiled with excitement. His eyes beamed with unspoken joy, making a shiver jolt down the girl's spine.

"I look forward to what you have planned, human" he chuckled darkly, releasing her with one, gentle shove and continuing his rounds. Kagome slid down the length of the door, trembling and putting her hand over her mouth.

"Now you've done it" Kaito chastised. "I can't save you from him."

"What the hell was I thinking?" Kagome whined, shaking her head and moving her hands to cover the entirety of her face. "I'm so dead. The lazy dumbass is going to kill me, and if he doesn't do it, then Inuyasha will."

"I tried to stop you."

"No you didn't."

Kaito helped Kagome to her feet and patted the little dirt on her off. He then grabbed her shoulders and spun her to face the direction of her office building, nudging her to make her move. Kagome stumbled forward a few steps before regaining her balance and walking with a melancholic fog surrounding her doomed form. Kaito trailed faithfully a short distance behind her.

To Be Continued…