Inuyasha started pulling boxes out of the car and taking them into the girls' side of the duplex. Kagome started to help him, but when he saw that Inuyasha stopped her. "What do you think you're doing?"
"Um… I'm helping you?"
"Forget it. I'll bring in the boxes. You can start putting things where you want them to go."
"I'm not some little weak thing that can't even lift a box you know."
"Maybe not, but you brought me here to help, and I'm not letting you do my job. So go find something else to do."
Kagome sighed and went inside. She went to the kitchen and started unpacking boxes. As she unpacked the boxes he brought in, Inuyasha finished bringing the boxes inside. When he got to the boxes that were labeled Kagome's Room he had to ask which room she was going to be in.
"Ummm, well Sango and Rin insisted I take the master bedroom downstairs. The one that has the bathroom attached to it. Rin will be in the other room downstairs, and Sango will be in the bigger upstairs room."
Kagome blushed as she thought about how her friends had made her take the master bedroom. She didn't feel superior to any of them, and felt like taking that room would make it seem like she did. However, both rin and Sango had insisted. Eventually they threatened to get part-time jobs to pay rent if she didn't take the room. Kagome had insisted that her friends wouldn't be paying rent while they were at college. She had the money to support all of them, and she wanted them to focus on their studies more than worry about bills. So, she gave in.
"Oh. Did you want me to put the bathroom stuff in your bathroom?"
"No, That stays up here. I ordered new bathroom stuff online. It should be here soon."
Inuyasha finished putting the boxes away, then went to put his stuff in the house next door. He and Miroku hadn't decided who would sleep where, but he didn't think Miroku would really care. Inuyasha put his boxes down in the room closest to Kagome's room. She still sometimes had nightmares, and he figured if he was right next door, he may be able to hear when she's having a rough night and calm her down. After all, it was his job to protect her.
A/N To my guest reviewer. Thank you for the idea. That would make an interesting story, but I have a lot of ideas in my head at the moment, and so while that may become one... it won't be for a while.
Okay, I know I said somewhere I wouldn't start another story until I finish this one... but it's hard to write with out feedback. I haven't given my lovely coworker my chapters I've written, and so I'm a little stuck on this one. Apparently I need the constant nagging of "where's my next chapter? I need more." (This is not me begging for reviews, it's just me whining like a baby and making excuses for not updating. I refuse to beg for reviews, or hold my stories hostage for reviews. That's not why I write.) So, I have started working on another story. I am not posting it yet. I won't until I have more finished, but I MAY post a small teaser on my profile. I'll let you know if/when I do. Don't worry, It's only on the sidelines until I finish this lovely story. :)
On a suckier note. I'm still sore from my fall a few weeks ago. In fact, it's been worse lately and I have given in to take pills to limit the pain. (Oh how I hate taking pills.) Plus, I think I'm getting sick. YUCK.
Okay enough of my ramblings. Hope you enjoyed this chapter. More to come when my slave driver cracks the whip.