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Chapter twelve: Words Unspoken

Kagome sat there dumbfounded, why was he acting this way? It sure was strange to her. But ramen sounded so good to her, and apparently, her stomach thought so too. Snapping out of her thoughts, Kagome began scrubbing the floor to get some of the shaving cream that was there. It had hardened overnight, which she thought was really gross. How could one person possibly make that much of a mess in one night? Oh well, it wasn't any of her concern.

Inuyasha hung up the phone. The chef had said that the ramen would be up there in about five minutes. Inuyasha was just about to go and pry Kagome to talk again, when he heard a knock at the door. To his surprise, it wasn't a room service of any kind, it was, Miroku?

"Miroku? What are you doing here?" Inuyasha asked hurriedly, while pushing Miroku into the hall.

"Whoa, dude, what's got you so wound up? Wouldn't have anything to do with that hott new head-maid, would it?" He taunted.

"Miroku, I swear, you're really pushing it here." Inuyasha said, gritting his teeth.

"Okay, okay, I wasn't here to nag you, but we have to talk about Kikyo."

"Well, what about her?"

"Um, my friend, we should probably talk in a more private area."

"Can't it wait?"

"I suppose so, but I wouldn't wait too long, milord." And with that, Miroku went down the hall, and took a right, leading to the grand staircase. Inuyasha just shrugged, Kikyo wasn't much of a threat, she was from a lesser royal family, had she married him, she definitely would have married up the social class. So, why would Miroku be so worried about her? What was with his not-as-cheery tone? Why did he care? Inuyasha just shrugged, and walked back into his quarters. He walked over to the over-stuffed, but extremely comfortable sofa in front of the T.V. and waited for the ramen to come.

Kagome was still busy wiping up the now-wet, soapy disaster. The more water she added, the messier it became, she would have to go get a mop, but that could wait, she decided to organize the soaps and shampoos in the bathroom, after all, they were still laying scattered among the floor.

Even though she had absolutely no idea where or how things went, she actually had some fun placing the items in a neat row, on the edge of the tub and shower. Kagome admired the handy work on the tub; it looked like a first-rate Jacuzzi, combined into a shower and tub, three in one. Then, she noticed another sheet of shaving cream on the bottom or the tub. She groaned in frustration. At least she could get the tub completely wet, and continue to rinse it through. Kagome warily turned the nozzle on the tub, and was quite pleased that she figured out how to work it without breaking it. She had never been one to figure things out right away. She plugged the drain, and let the water fill up about three-fourths of the way, and scrubbed the crusty soap off the bottom of the tub. What she failed to notice, was a certain hanyou lord sneaking up behind her.

"Gotcha!" He shouted, before gently pushing her into the tub. Luckily, the tub was deep enough that she didn't hit her head. (Wow, yeah, really deep tub, I know.)

This time, it was her turn for payback; she lay there, slumped, and head still under the water. Fortunately for her, she was a pro at holding her breath. She timed herself once, at maximum, she could hold it for about one minute and thirty seconds before needing air badly.

Inuyasha smirked at first, I happy that he had triumphed in his little prank without going unnoticed for a while. After about twenty seconds, he began to worry; he couldn't sense her breathing at all. Forty seconds now, Inuyasha was in a panicked state. He began to turn her over, and pick her out of the tub, when soapy water splashed onto his face.

"Gotcha!" She laughed, but soon realized whom she had just splashed. She couldn't believe it, he was laughing too. Kagome was absolutely petrified. She would probably be killed now, because of what she had done. And she had tried so hard to ignore him! She chewed on her lip in pure terror, and insanity.

"Oh come on now, we finally start having fun, and you ruin it by not talking, again." He stated bluntly.

"I am sorry milord, I would love to talk, sir, but I am not permitted to speak to upper authorities." Kagome said.

"Feh, why do you care what they say?"

Kagome stared at the ground, like it was the most entertaining thing on the planet.

Inuyasha growled slightly, but not wanting to scare her, he stopped. "Answer me."

"Because, I have no choice, I am a bound slave, meaning that I am just property, not hired help."

Inuyasha thought for a moment, is that why she always had the scent of blood mixed with her? It did seem like a decent answer.

"It's fine, it's not like they'll know that you're talking to me."

"Lord Inuyasha, I am afraid you just do not get it. They somehow found out about me talking to you last night, and I got beaten for that! There has to be cameras somewhere." She said, a few tears springing from her eyes.

Inuyasha paused, trying to recall when she had spoken to him, he couldn't remember. She had asked him if he was all right or not, but he didn't think that was too bad a deal.

"Listen, I'll talk to whoever your overseer, and tell him that you can speak freely."

"My lord, please, understand, they will just accuse me of witchcraft, and have another reason to kill me."

"They won't say that, Kagome!"

Kagome gave him a hard glare. "Then, I suppose you do not understand what it is like to be a slave." She stood up, and headed for the exit of the bathroom, when she felt a hand wrap around her ankle.

"Where are you going? I'm not done talking to you!" Inuyasha called from his sitting position.

Kagome just shook her ankle to be rid of the burden weighing her down, struggling to get free. Somehow, she managed to break his hold on her, and walk out of the bathroom, however, she had more trouble getting out of his actual room.

Her hand was almost on the doorknob when a red blur appeared in front of her. She shrieked, and jumped back a good two feet or so.

"I said, I wasn't done talking to you. So, listen, will you?"

XxXxXx

Sango stood at her position, guarding her sector. She had gotten a new assignment, to guard their latest testing facility. Scientists, and researchers were in the lab currently, working on some experiment to turn humans into demons for the army. She scoffed, why did she have to guard this stinky old place anyways? It's not like anyone would try and breach down here, if they could even get there. Sango guessed, by the number of flights of stairs that she had to take to get to the damned floor, that she was about 700 feet underground. How on earth did they even dig a hole that deep? No matter anyways, regardless, Sango still felt cooped up, she hated being indoors. She missed the vibrant and bright warm waves of the sun, as well as the cool breeze. And on that post, she got to take down more enemies. She respected the fact that she was down here because of her amazing skill, and respected that fact. But did they have to put her all the way down here?

A tall man walked down the metallic hall, in a tan trench coat, and black robes under that. He had long, and wavy black hair. Sango recognized this man as the co-advisor, Naraku. She stiffened, this guy was creepy!

"Halt! No one is permitted on this floor, if you have business here, I need your proof of I.D." Sango said professionally.

"My dear, you do not need to see my I.D. because I am the third most powerful of staff in this forsaken kingdom, and if you don't let me through, I'm afraid there will be very, very dire, and severe consequences." He threatened.

"And I am afraid, Mister Naraku, that I was given permission from the advisor himself, not to allow anyone but the researchers and another few selected persons, and you are not one of them." She hissed, raising her nearly unbreakable hiraikotsu.

"Let me past."

"Sir, go back to your job, so I can get on with mine, now leave before I use force!"

Naraku chuckled, but did not budge; a horrible screeching sound came from within his trench coat.

Sango's eyes widened.

"What- Who are you?"

XxXxXx

Kagome seemed to be frozen, her heart wouldn't cease it's constant pounding, she was almost certain he could hear it, with those handy dog-ears of his. 'So this is why he's the lord, anyone with that kind of speed must have a strength to match, that's crazy!'

Inuyasha took a step towards Kagome, and she took a step back. He reached a clawed hand out, to grab her arm, but she flinched, and got away quickly enough. It was only a matter of time before she found herself cornered between a ticked off hanyou, and a window.

"Now listen to me." He said forcefully.

"They won't question me, and if they do, well, let's just say it won't be a very happy ending for them."

Kagome gulped, and nodded as much as her state of fear would allow.

Inuyasha sniffed for a second, and looked at Kagome quizzically.

"Are you, bleeding?"

Kagome looked down, and saw that her stitches had come out slightly, and there was now a mix of soapy water, and blood on the carpet. She sighed, she didn't really know, or care how her wound had re-opened, but what she did know, was that it would take her a good half an hour of scrubbing and bleaching to get the carpets cleaned again. Kagome tried to move, but Inuyasha wouldn't budge.

"Lord Inuyasha, could you please get off of me?"

"And where are you going this time?" He asked irritably.

"Just to the supply closet, sir. I need to bandage my leg, and get a few towels and bleach to clean up this mess."

Inuyasha sighed, and nodded. "Go."

Kagome walked out the door, and limped slightly. This made Inuyasha's rage grow to near blind fury. How could those bastards beat her for just asking if he was okay? How had she gotten that gash on her leg? It certainly wasn't from one of the guards; the scent there was different. Another thing that set him off; she had doubted him! How dare she? He was the lord after all. Inuyasha furrowed his brow in pure frustration.

There was a knock on the door, and then a portly man, about five inches shorter than Inuyasha, walked in.

"Sorry this is so late, milord, we didn't know which flavor you wanted, and then we had no gas on the stove and—"

"Save it. Thank you, and you may leave now." The man nodded, and left quickly, leaving the cart, with the steaming bowls of ramen on it, there were also a few fruits, and a couple of pastries, and deserts and such. Inuyasha inhaled deeply, the aroma was delicious. He was going to wait for Kagome to return, though. What was taking her so long anyways?

There was another knock at the door, and Inuyasha sensed Kagome's scent lingering behind it. Something that tried Inuyasha's patience further, was that her scent was mixed yet again with sorrow, worry, despair, and an extreme amount of anxiety. He really wished those would go away, but he didn't know how to fix it.

Kagome entered the room with her underwear, and a large towel on. Luckily, the towel reached down past her knees, so she felt a little better than wearing just her underwear.

While she had been searching for a towel to clean and wrap herself with, her dress had gotten caught on a piece of metal sticking out from one of the shelves and completely ripped in half, Sango, would not be very happy with her.

Inuyasha smirked, so, what happened to you?"

Kagome drew a rather annoyed face. "My dress got ripped, I am sorry, sir, I can go and look for another dress, and this was all I could find at short notice though."

"Will you stop calling me 'lord', and 'sir' all the time? I really hate that." He said.

"I am sorry, milor— I mean, Inuyasha." She said rather uncomfortably.

Inuyasha ignored the last bit, and handed her a steaming bowl of noodles. Kagome took it willingly, and took a pair of chopsticks from the cart. Kagome breathed in the scent of the noodles she had always loved; her dad had managed to get some for the family at dinner one night. That had been a great night, and the last one… It seemed so long ago, when really; it was just a little bit short of a month that she had lost her family. She knew her parents were dead, but had absolutely no idea where her brother was; she hoped he was having a better time with the guards than she was.

"Something wrong?"

Kagome shook her head, indicating a 'no.'

However, Inuyasha didn't believe Kagome in the least bit, he could tell something was bothering her.

"If it's about the guards, don't worry about it, I won't let them hurt you." Kagome choked on her noodles a bit, before finally swallowing them. She hadn't been all that worried about what they would do, because death really didn't seem all to worse than being beaten everyday, and having to clean a disaster area everyday. But still, something, something felt right about this, him. She couldn't be falling for him, could she? Surely the lord of a kingdom as large as this would be just toying with her, maybe trying to use her as a prostitute. She shivered at that thought. Being someone's booty call was the exact opposite of what she wanted for a job. If anything, she wanted to find her brother, and get out of the warring kingdom areas. She would somehow have to sneak onto a boat going to the new world, and seeing as how she had absolutely no clue where she was, she couldn't leave the premises. Especially with those guards shooting everyone down who tried to leave.

Inuyasha was deeply confused by this girl's actions. He would have thought a slave whom he had just given permission to call him by an informal name, and said that he wouldn't let anyone hurt her, would have been happy, or something close to it. But the closer he got to this girl, the more she tried to push him away, and the more he wanted to get to know her.

"Do you like it?" He asked.

Kagome nodded her head, and glared at the ramen, like it had just slaughtered everything near and dear to her. (that rhymed, tee-hee-hee)

"Kagome, tell me what's wrong, now."

"It's nothing milord! Nothing at all. Whoops, I mean, Inuyasha. It's going to be different to address you like that." She laughed. Kagome was trying to act happy, in order to keep Inuyasha happy, or at least get him to stop bugging her. She felt ridiculously depressed right now, like she was going to lose hold on reality at any second.

"Kagome…"

"Yes, Inuyasha?" She asked perkily.

"Are you sure—"

"That I'm okay? Yes, never been better! Thanks for lunch, I should really get back to cleaning though and—" She said, standing up.

"You're not—"

"Sick? Nope, not in the least bit, I'm perfectly fine." She said smiling, and doing a clumsy twirl, although, it wasn't very graceful, considering she was only in a towel. This happiness was really wearing her down, but she couldn't put the act down, or he would give her a waterfall of questions. Well, he was right now too.

"Wow Kagome, you sure are—"

"Energetic? Some people say that about me, and they are probably right."

"Would you stop—"

"Interrupting you? Sure! Whoops, sorry." She said.

"Why don't you sit down, and relax, and I'll go get a new dress for you." Inuyasha said, picking Kagome up bridal style, and plopping her on the couch. "You can watch some T.V., if you want." He said with a warm smile. Kagome gave her best fake smile back.

When he was finally gone, Kagome rubbed the corners of her mouth, they were aching from smiling so much. Kagome stood up, and hobbled to the bathroom. She was going to clean that place if it was the last thing she did. She wanted to go home, and talk to Sango.

Kagome grabbed for the towel in the corner of the large bathroom, only to find it sopping wet. She sighed and glanced around for another towel. She finally saw the only other towel in the bathroom, and to her horror, it was drenched as well. She thought hard for a moment. Wait, she was wearing a towel! She could wipe the floor clean with that!

Kagome ripped off her towel like a madwoman, and threw it to the floor, she began to wipe up the mess she and Inuyasha had made. Luckily, the soapy waters had actually cleaned a good portion of stains on the tiled walls and floor. When she was finally done, which took only about five or ten minutes, Kagome plopped down in sure exhaustion on the freshly dried floor. Now all she had to do was get the stains out of the carpet of the main room.

Click. Kagome gasped. She had nearly forgotten Inuyasha went to get her a new dress! He couldn't see her like this! She began to panic. The towel she had planned on tying around herself afterwards was grungy and repulsive. What to do, what to do?

"Kagome!" Kagome heard him walking around the room. Kagome figured he'd be over to the bathroom in a matter of seconds, because of his demonic powered smell.

"Kagome, can I come in? Are you alright?" He asked through the door. Kagome panicked, and quickly jumped up to lock the door.

"Kagome? What's going on? Let me in!" Inuyasha said, pounding on the door.

Kagome bit her lip, how was she going to explain this? She went over her options, she could just tell him she was cleaning the bathroom, and needed to use her towel, so she was only in her underwear, the truth, or she could make something up, like, oh who was she kidding? Kagome was a terrible liar!

By now Inuyasha had cracked the lock, and it was just Kagome pressing against the side of the wall, and the slippery floor to keep the door shut.

"Hold tight Kagome, I'll get this door open! Iron reavor soul stealer!"

The door split right where Kagome had been holding it. She felt a deep sting in her shoulder, and cried out in pain. The next thing she knew, she was on her knees, using one hand to support herself, and using the other to clutch her bloody shoulder. She was also in her lacey pink thong, and bra. Kagome changed about fifty different shades of red.

Inuyasha just stood there, staring. Soon, he remembered his manners, and the fact that he had just sliced through this girl's shoulder.

"Ah! Kagome! What the hell were you doing? You could have gotten yourself killed!" He scolded.

Kagome looked up into his eyes, and saw a deep shine of concern and worry. Then, she happened to notice where his eyes were wandering.

"Pervert!" She shrieked, and then ran back into the bathroom, to hide behind a curtain, anything!

Inuyasha pictured himself doing not-so-PG13-rated things to that slave girl. Did he really love her that much? Man, this girl did things to him that he didn't think possible.

"Kagome!"

"Go away! I'm warning you!" She said fiercely.

"I just want to help."

"I can do just fine on my own, thanks." She said bitterly.

"Is that anyway to talk to your lord?" He teased.

She gasped. "Ah! I completely forgot! You just seemed so, normal, I completely forgot." She screamed in frustration, and a climbing amount of fear.

Inuyasha mentally slapped himself. He made a bold mental note to never use that phrase again.

"Kagome, I didn't mean it, really I didn't!"

She was silent, again. Inuyasha would have preferred her yelling at him, or shouting, anything was better than the silent treatment.

XxXxXx

Sango sat collapsed against the metal wall of the hallway she was supposed to be guarding. She had fooled Naraku into thinking she was dead, a demon slayer's best trick, they could control their heartbeat for a few minutes, so it will pulse so weakly, that it will go undetected, but keep them alive, hold her breath and keep still, giving her the appearance of being a corpse.

Sango went over the highlights of the battle, and possible motives that Naraku could have for wanting that formula.

.:FLASHBACK:.

Sango charged at Naraku, with her giant boomerang ready behind her. Somehow, Naraku took the blow, but sent it back at her, with at least twice the force. Sango had gotten up after that, but obviously weakened. She drew her sword, and charge once more.

This time, she swung her sword, and it seemed as though she had hit him directly. But miasma oozed out of a puppet, and the true Naraku stood on the blade of her sword, and kicked her into a wall. Knowing she would not keep her life much longer if this continued, Sango literally 'played dead.'

.:END FLASHBACK:.

Sango scolded herself for being so stupid. Naraku was a half demon after all, and that meant he had strength and speed above that of any average human. But she wasn't any average human. Sango could easily kill lesser demons, and possibly some of higher rankings, so why couldn't she manage to take down that hanyou? Sango reminded herself, that the lord of the castle was in fact, a half-demon, and he had beaten many of the strongest full youkai in existence. It just didn't add up. Could Naraku have possibly wanted that formula to make himself a full demon? No, he didn't seem like that type; he would just have someone else do it for him. Sango's brain was complaining about the over-use. There were just too many things to think about. Miroku would definitely be furious with her for failing him. Sango knew he had pulled a few strings so she could get this job, it really was only for the best of the best, and many were more qualified, and willing than her to take this post.

Sango stood up slowly; Miroku was really the only person she could take this issue to. He would,
most likely be very upset about this. But she wouldn't stop until she revealed the truth about Naraku.

A/N: There you go! That chapter was long because: 1. I got have now reached over 50 reviews! cheers! And 2. You guys have been so nice to me, and I thought you all deserved it. I really hope you enjoyed this chapter! Later!

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