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*I do not own any of the Inuyasha characters (I just use them in my stories). They are and will always be the property of Rumiko Takahashi.

*Note to readers: In chapter 3, Inuyasha and Kagome finally meet, but they�re not at the best of terms exactly. Later in this chapter, you will meet Inuyasha�s roommate who should be very well-known as well as his behavior towards woman (it should be pretty obvious). MAJOR WARNING: This chapter will have the most colorful of languages used in great succession almost more than any other chapter in this story. Please don�t be offended. You have been warned. You know the routine; prostitution bad; its dirty; pick better profession.

^xxx^: A character�s thoughts

"xxx": A character speaking

***: Different Point of View
Enjoy ;)

To Fight for the Heart

BlackDragonKing
Chapter 3

CONFRONTATION
She couldn�t think. She couldn�t talk. She couldn�t even breathe straight. All she could do was stare at the one person who had made her lose a job of over $500 to a youkai who had actually agreed to pay the price, the one person who came out of nowhere to stab a hole through a man�s head and chop it off like it was sushi. The damn mutt-boy in front of her. And all he did was stare at her.

�What the hell are you looking at?� he said gruffly.

She felt like she had ruptured a vein. �What am I looking at? I�m looking at a son-of-a-bitch who just killed my client you ass-hole!� She then looked at the top of his head and noticed his furry dog-ears. �No pun intended,� she quickly added.

He scowled. �Hey wench, don�t you go calling me some son-of-a-bitch. All I did was kill some demon scum that needed no sympathy. In reality, you should really be thanking ME for saving your ass!�

�Saving me from exactly what?� She seethed through her teeth.

�Uh�� The man looked downward, trying to answer. �From� that perverted bastard that would have raped ya.� He came to the conclusion.

�Rape me?� Kagome said quietly. She felt her hands tremble. �YOU ASS!� She exploded. �WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE WHEN YOU THINK SOME GUY IS RAPEING SOMEONE!� She calmed herself a little before moving one. �For God-sake man, this is my profession if you didn�t know dog-breath! The man was even willing to PAY ME FIRST before doing anything!�

The man stuck his face up. �Feh- you think that�s my problem wench?�

She jammed her face right in front of his. �It is now you bastard�, she said as she glared him down.

The man leered her right back. �So what do you want me to do now bitch? Give you a apology or something?�

Kagome reached up and pulled the hair at the side of his head downward until they were nto nto nose. She whispered very quietly, �No, I want you to PAY me,� she said, stressing out the word.
He He frowned at her. �For what?�

She rolled her eyes up in mocking disgust. �What do you think idiot? For capping my client, that�s what!�

He spat to the side. �Okay, okay, if it would only make you shut up.� Digging through his pockets, he uncovered a few quarters and dimes. He extended his hands. �Is this enough?�

Kagome just looked at him. �No, that isn�t enough. You don�t think my services come cheap do you?�

The man scratched the back of his head. �Then how much then?� She crossed her arms against her chest as she told him.

The man�s eyes bulged, his mouth hanging open. �Five-hundred dollars! God woman, that�s a fucking rip off!�

Kagome smirked. �And how would you know?� The man opened his mouth to speak but quickly shut it, deciding against saying what he was thinking. He shook his head.

�Still, who the hell would pay a shit load of money to screw you?� She pointed calmly at the plastic bag containing the head in his hand. �He would�.

He glanced at the head before looking at her. �Bad example. Anyway, I�m not giving you shit woman.�

Kagome felt her nostrils flare. �Then I�ll just have to take something from you.�

The man spread his arms. �Like what? I have nothing that you could take that would be useful.� Kagome thought for a moment, looking over the dog-man. Shelly lly wasn�t really into his punk clothes like his and the sword at his side wouldn�t make much at a pawnshop anyway. Thinking it over, she finally chose what to take. Unexpectedly, she pointed her finger behind his head. �Holy shit! Look at that!�

By instinct, the man turned his head around to see any threat. Kagome took that moment to rush forward and tug the bag from the man�s hand. Damn! The man smacked his head for falling for the oldest trick in the book and turned around to see a very pleased look on the girl�s face, her hands behind her back. �Bitch, give me back my head,� he said calmly.

Kagome stuck out her tongue at him. �Or what, you�ll kill my with your dog-breath? You see mutt-boy, your head apparently used to be on my client�s body. So technically, this head is actually my head.�

He stepped forward. �I�m not asking twice wench.� Kagome made a face. �Or you�ll do what?� she said defiantly.

The man flashed forward swiftly that Kagome didn�t have time to react and the movement made her lose her balance. With a simple small push with his finger, he made her fall flat on her behind, catching the head she had tossed up during the descent

Still on the ground, Kagome rubbed her behind and gave the man a look of loathing. �Ow! You bastard!� She said fiercely. �You rude, woman beating, no respecting, dog-biscuit eating, love to shove your face into shit like a dog, son-of-a-bitch! How dare you push a girl to the ground?!�

The man just scratched his nose. �Hey woman, you asked for it. If you didn�t give me the head the easy way�� he said still looking at her. ��then I have to take it MY way.� He abruptly wiped his leather jacket with his hand. �I personally like my way better, and anyway, I didn�t even push you hard.�

Kagome spat at his feet, which he quickly jumped aside to dodge. �It doesn�t matter if you pushed hard or not you jackass! You�re supposed to treat women better!� She looked down at her feet. �You must be one of those people who enjoy abusing young girls�� she started to say accusingly.

The man took a step forward. �I am not!� He said defensively.

Kagome stuck her hands out to hi�Pro�Prove it then! Help me up already!�

The man gave her a scowl before reaching down and pulling her up. When she got to her feet, however, she immediately wrapped her hands around his chest and clamped her hands together as hard as she could. Kagome looked defiantly at him. The man glared at her. �What the hell are you doing now?�

�What do you think I�m doing idiot?� She said smugly. �I�m not letting go until you give me something to pay for what yook ook away from me.�

He frowned at her. �Bitch. Even you know I have nothing on me that I could give you.�

�Then think of something you brainless dim-wit,� she said.

The man thought for a moment. He had nothing on him except his clothes, his sword, and his newly found head (that was causing him a lot of problems at the moment) to give to the stubborn bitch. ^I knew demons just loved fucking you behind the back.^ He thought to himself. ^It�s just that this one is doing it after he�s dead. Damn asshole, letting his greedy little whore to sick on me, and now�^ Now he was stuck. If he tried to grab the back of her clothes and pull her off, it would be likely his strength would rip her clothes easily with her still clinging to him, leaving him in a very awkward position with a dead body without a head in a car and a girl with ripped clothes hanging on to him� That idea was out the door.

He could, of course, try to force her off him. The problem with that, hor, wr, was that it held the risk of him tearing her limb from limb in trying with his more-than-human strength, especially the way she was holding on to him with all she can. Though not a fan for humans that much, he didn�t want a reputation of being a woman-killer and butchering innocents. Of course, this woman was a prostitute and she didn�t really act innocent all that much�

Many more solutions came to mind, but all had the same consequences one way or the other. In each way, she would either die, be injured, or they both be in very upsetting situations. Then a revelation came across his mind. His eyes lit up at the thought. ^It�s perfect! I won�t hurt her, she won�t hurt me (not much he hoped), but best of all, I�ll be out of her grasp. And her clothes would still be intact. Perfect!^ He had to remember to thank his roommate for the idea because he, more or less, did it all the time with women anyway�

Kagome, still clinging on to him, thought what he was thinking. It better be an idea of paying me back. If it isn�t, like hell I�ll be letting him go. Still, with all the ideas in her head, she would never have guessed that he would do what he did next.

Instead of pushing her away like she thought he would, he, instead, placed his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to his body. Kagome wen went wide at this and stare upward towards dazzling golden eyes that seemed to see straight into her core. He lowered his head until they were at eye level. He spoke in a seductive low voice.

�How bout this,� he purred softly, �if you want payment, I can pay you back in other ways�� Despite how other men tried to say pleasant things to her, trying as hard as they could to make her love them, she always ignored the comments and praises. She knew enough from her profession that all men were the same, giving out hollow words so you can give your heart to them so they can hurt you more. She had learned to stop taking men serious because, basically, their words were worth shit. When he said those words, however, Kagome felt her pulse quicken, a lump beginning to form at her throat.

The man continued to stare at her. Surprisingly, he suddenly placed his face on top of her head and inhaled deeply in. �You know,� he said as he brought his eyes back down to hers, �you smell nice.� Kagome felt her knees go weak. Unexpectedly, he ran one long finger nail slowly down her inner leg. She yelped when he pinched one of her butt cheeks. The man smiled, pointed fangs protruding from the cracks of his mouth. �I bet you taste good too�� He slowly lowered his face down to her�s.

Kagome couldn�t think straight. Her mind was a blur. It was happening so fast she didn�t have time to register what was exactly evident at the moment. Her body, however, took over and reacted itself. The last thing she saw as his faced lowered to kiss her was her fist connecting with his nose and a loud CRACK! as it landed. The man stumbled back, clutching his nose.

�Ww-wh-wha-what d-d-do yo-you think yo-you are d-doing p-per-per-pervert?!� Her voice stammered out. Apparently, his little stunt took out her control in her voice and replaced it with a stumbling idiot.

The man, still clutching his nose, only looked back and smiled. �Feh-what do you think bitch? Just finding a way to get away from you!�

When he said that, it took Kagome a second to register the words into her drunken state of mind. When she finally did piece the words together, Kagome stopped trembling and got a dark look on her face. She got control of her voice very quickly. �YOU IGNORNANT BASTARD! How dare you do something as low as that to get away!�

The man, still clutching his nose, only chuckled. �Hey, it worked didn�t it?� He then looked at his watch that he had stolen from the car earlier. :Anyway wench, I enjoyed the time hearing you bitching but its getting late and I got to head back to hit the sack.� He touched two fingers to his lips and waved at her. �Sleep tight psycho bitch,� he smiled, turned around, and bent his legs to jump.

Kagome ran towards him. �Hey! Don�t you turn your back on me you son-of-a�� she didn�t finish the sentence as he had already leapt high up and was already on top of one of the buildings. Kagome cursed at him. Most girls at this point would have thought the situation hopeless and just give up and head back to where ever they live to sleep. But Kagome wasn�t like most girls. Like hell I�m letting you get away that easily. Kagome wasn�t a type to let someone make a fool of her and get away with it.
Loo Looking around, Kagome rushed back to the dead demon�s car. Checking the inside, she grunted as she pulled out the youkai�s body and dumped it on the street. Getting in, she started the sporty car and hit the gas to speed away after the rude dog-boy leaping from building from building. She got only one city block before she stopped. Forgetting, she placed the car in reverse and went back to where the body was. Getting out, she searched the body frantically until she found his wallet. She absently put it in the front of her shirt. She was also wasn�t a type of person to let things go to waste anyway�

Finally getting into the car, Kagome sped off again, determined to find the obnoxious dog-boy. He thought he had lost her. He thought she was no longer a threat. But she would make him learn. Oh boy, would she make him learn. If she found him, which she was determined to do, Kagome would make sure that if he had thought he seen hbefobefore, he had seen nothing yet. She would teach him that you never get between a prostitute and her money�

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�Nice�� Miroku said to himself as he saw a particularly good-looking girl in the adult magazine he was reading. He was alone, reading only by a single-lit lamp he was under. Inuyasha should be back soon. He thought to himself. Miroku, more or less, was used to being alone. Inuyasha, on whatever suicidassiossion he was on, usually didn�t get back to their apartment around the middle of the night. Miroku was grateful for this because by that time, he already be asleep and not be awake to see some severed head of something Inuyasha had chopped off to bring home. This night, however, he couldn�t find sleep and decided to stay up until he got sleepy.

He and Inuyasha had been room mates for five years now. They had decided to live together since it was easier to let two people pay for a place then one. While Inuyasha went out to get a bounty on someone�s head for money, Miroku got money the easy way. He stole it.

It was challenging. It was exhilarating. And each time he was successful. He was known as the perverted thief for his tendency to steal not only money and valuables but also finding and stealing a man�s hidden stash where he hid his� other entertainment. No one knew this of course. It was his little secret that kept him from starving on the street and to pay off the monthly bills. But there was, also, a much easier way for him to make money real fast and real easy. He could marry.

Unknown to anybody, even Inuyasha, was that Miroku was the son of Heijo, one of the cities most powerful and wealthiest person. He owned half of the city�s corporations and owned a big chunk of real-estate where most of the city�s populace lived in the city. In his will, if and when Miroku ever married, he would automatically own all of his father�s property and wealth. He would be rich and could relax in peace for the rest of his life. The problem with this was that Miroku didn�t know if he would ever marry.

Over the years, Miroku had become a bachelor of sorts, going out almost every night to go to clubs and be surrounded by women. Even when people didn�t know about his hidden wealth, he was still popular among girls from his dashing looks and god-like body. Time and time again, he would go out and see a girl almost every night for companionship. But the nights were starting to take an effect on him. Miroku found out he just wasn�t interested any more. He started to just stop caring. Even the girls in his favorite magazines were starting to look bland.

He brought his right hand up into the light, flexing them. In the light, he saw the magic beads that enwrapped his hand. Though annoying at ti it it was those beads that kept him alive. For you see, he, like all of the generations before him, was cursed. Centuries ago, his ancestor was like it was today, attractive, rich, and with not a single drop of morals in him. He loved to flirt with girls and always got what he wanted. He hit the last straw when he accidentally slept with a witch and left the next day as his usually fashion. The witch did not take this likely and placed a curse on him and all of his future generations. The curse was that men in the family would have everything in their lifetime; power, wealth, respect; a h a heavy counter weight would be added too. The counter weight was a black, all consuming hole that sucked anything around into it. The hole, itself, represented the man�s conscience and indignity and would gradually grow bigger until at one point, it would consume the man whole and kill him.

Miroku knew of this since he was a child; all generations were told that they would die sooner or later by the curse. It was only those beads that kept the hole from consuming everything around him, the only thing that prevented his death at least until the hole is uncontrollable. The beads, themselves, were very ancient and old. It is possible that the one he was wearing was once worn by the man who started the whole curse thing in the first place. With only a few in actually existence and no ledgledge of how to make them again, these beads were worth hundreds of millions, though it wasn�t likely he would ever sell them.

That�s finally where the main problem and, in reality, the real curse actually was; the eventually death of the man by the curse. One part of the curse was that each man could have only one child, a male child to hold the curse. Through having a baby, the men could pass on their curse to their next male child. It was said that the only way to break the curse for both the man and the woman he slept with to truly love and care for each other. It wasn�t likely to happen any time soon

The women who bared the children in the family held little or no love for men. They were specifically in for the money and knew that the men were going to die anyway. The men, in turn, knew about their wives greediness and didn�t love them back. They went with the women specifically so that they could carry on their legacy and the curse.

Miroku was still looking at his hand, his damn cursed hand, when he heard the window across the room open. It seemed Inuyasha was back. Getting up and stretching, he walked over to the refrigerator to get a beer. �Hey Inuyasha, want one?�

Inuyasha grunted in acknowledgement. Getting two beers, Miroku tossed one over his head without looking which Inuyasha easily caught. Getting a piece of chicken from the fridge, Miroku shut the refrigerator and started to feast on his beer and chicken. He turned around and raised an eyebrow when he saw Inuyasha walk over to the sink with a plastic bag.

�Kai?� Miroku said questionably. Inuyasha just grunted as he placed the head in the sink and snapped his beer to drink. Sipping, he signed in relief. �Hey, don�t forget to put ice in there. You remember what happened last time don�t you?� Miroku said to him.

Inuyasha just shrugged as he got some ice from the frr. r. Last time that Inuyasha brought a head back to their place, he had placed it in the sink and forgot about it. Being disconnected from the body for so many days, the head started to rot and gave the apartment an appalling stench. After other tenants started complaining, they had to buy over a dozen air fresheners and rent a deep-clean vacuum to clean out the smell. It took them four days. Inuyasha silently placed ice around the plastic bag and continued to drink.

Miroku could tell something was wrong. Usually when Inuyasha came back from a kill, he would be boasting about it and saying how pathetic his target was. Then he would go on about how much he was going to be paid and what was his next job on the list. This time, however, Inuyasha silent; he didn�t boast, he didn�t talk, and he didn�t even brag about his prize. He simply stood there, thinking to himself. Miroku knew something was really wrong. Rarely had he ever seen Inuyasha think.

�Hey, what�s wrong?�

Inuyasha just stared at his beer. �Feh- nothing�s wrong. There�s no problems. Why would there be problems? I have my bounty. I didn�t get shot this time. And I came home without anyone on the street spotting me, calling the police and causing me more hassles. Everything went according to plan this time. So why would there be problems?

Miroku continued to stare at him. He gulped down and finished his beer. �Inuyasha, there is a problem. As long as I have known you; and trust me, with someone like you as a room mate, it�s hard NOT to know you; I would know if something is bothering you. For one thing, you didn�t brag about your kill. That scares me. Second, you�re quiet. That really scares me because you�re almost never quiet after a bounty. And finally, you didn�t give me your usually good wishes when I ask about your kill, like �Fuck you Miroku, I�m tired� or �Shut the hell up or I�ll give you another hole for you to breath with�. I know there is a problem so you might as well tell me.�

Inuyasha finished his beer and crushed it in his hand. He continued to say nothing. Miroku rolled his eyes. �Fine, be an ass. Anyway, I�m going to sleep.�

Miroku threw his chicken bone and the empty can in the trash. He started to walk to his room but stopped when he heard Inuyasha. �Wait.�

Miroku ped ped and looked back. Inuyasha was staring at the ground. �When I killed Kai� someone else was there and saw the whole thing.�

Miroku arched an eyebrow. �Someone saw you? Is that it? I�ve seen you killed plenty of times in the public with dozens of people watching and that never bothered you.�

Inuyasha scratched his nose. �Well, my other kills were really nothing. I came in, sliced the guy�s head off and walked off with no one daring to stop me. But this time, I met some� resistance of sorts.�

Miroku walked over sat sat on one of the kitchen�s stools. This was probably going to take a while. �And what kind of resistance could possibly have such an effect on you?�

�Well, when I killed Kai, he was busy talking to a�� Inuyasha stopped for a moment, a slight blush came to his face.

Miroku nodded his head. �To a what?�

Inuyasha mumbled something under his breath. Miroku moved his head forward. �A what?�

Inuyasha growled. �A prostitute you dumbass!�

Miroku processed the information in before speaking. �So what happened? She gave you some problems after you killed Kai?�

Inuyasha shook his head. �Some problems? God man, she was like a fucking wart that wouldn�t go away! Everything went well. I saw my target, took care of him when I saw a weak point and got no other confrontations when collecting the head. Except for her. After killing Kai, she kept going on my back to make me pay her. Said something that I had to pay her because I killed her �client� before he would have paid her or something like that�� Inuyasha signed. �You probably get the picture of the situation.�

Miroku just continued to stare at him. �I still don�t get it. So she was a hooker; most of you targets are men who rape hookers in the first place and it�s not likely for you not to see ohen hen you kill them. And as long as I have known you, I know you don�t give a shit about when people expect you to pay them. You could have simply have jumped away after taking Kai�s head to avoid any opposition from the girl. So what�s the real problem?�

Inuyasha spat out. �The real problem? God damn it, isn�t it obvious?� Miroku only shrugged. Inuyasha abruptly threw his empty beer can across the room. It bounced off a wall before disappearing into the darkness. He turned back and faced Miroku. �Yes I have seen whores before. Yes I don�t give a shit about owing people anything. Yes I could have ignored the girl completely and walk away. But still� that girl�� Inuyasha struggled with his words. �She� was different. She was unlike any girl I have every seen. She was the first person in a long time to have the guts to stare me down, to actually stand up against me. The way she moved, the way she spoke to me and the fire in her eyes, it looked so much like�" He struggled to say. "like�� Inuyasha found out he couldn't make his mouth work. No matter how much he wanted too, he just couldn�t finish the sentence. It would completely go against what he had promised ago, to outright bring back horrible, painful memories that would utterly burn his soul. He just couldn�t say it. Inuyasha closed his eyes and cursed mentally to himself.

Miroku could tell that their conversation was hurting Inuyasha. Even though he wouldn�t admit it, Miroku knew that Inuyasha kept most of his emotions pent up inside him. Inuyasha�s rude behavior and vulgar language was just a way for him to cover it up. He decided their talk was done.

Miroku stood up and cracked his neck. �Hey Inuyasha, don�t sweat it. It�s over okay? You�ve got you�re bounty, you�re not injured and you�ll probably never see that girl again. So why don�t you get some sleep and decide what you can do tomorrow.� Deciding to get Inuyasha back to spirits, Miroku added as he turned towards his room, �Anyway, I would have never thought that bad, ass Inuyasha would have such problems dealing with a 'human'. And a girl too.�

Inuyasha felt his face flush up and his nose flare. �Feh- I didn�t say that I had any problems dealing with her you perverted bastard. For your information, I actually had her eating from the palm of my hand� if she didn�t slug it to me of course. I tell ya, she was a real psycho bitch.�

Miroku snorted. Inuyasha was definitely back. Deciding that he had enough to occupy his mind in his sleep instead of naked girls, Miroku decided to take a snooze. Walking across the room, he was about to enter his room when he stopped. Something caught his attention beyond the window. Moving towards it, he peeked outside.

A car had just come into the parking lot. The sight wouldn�t have been that unusually except that the car was a mess. It had been a red sports car that only people with a lot of money could afford. The car, however, seemed to have come from the scrap yard because that what it looked like it came from. There was a huge dent on the rooftop, like if a massive weight had dropped on it, with a watermelon sized hole through the driver�s part of the roof. The door on the driver�s side was gone and there were scratches, dents, and debris on the car. It seemed like the driver had been driving very fast for some reason.

Miroku was about to shrug off that the driver had a very bad day and go to his room until the car stopped irregularly on a parking space and the driver got out. Apparently, the driver didn�t have much skill with a car, but Miroku wasn�t thinking about that. He just stared at the driver.

She was wearing a skimpy school uniform type costume. It consisted of a green mini-skirt, a white shirt with a red ribbon hanging across it, small white socks and sandals. Miroku guessed it was a school uniform of-sorts. Her hair was charcoal black, was wavy and reached down to her waist. Her exposed skin was a creamy apricot color. Miroku could tell from her expression that she looked pissed. He whistled. Still, she was much better looking then most of the girls in the magazines he read before. �Nice�� he said to himself.

�What the hell are you blabbering about?� Inuyasha said from behind him.

Miroku didn�t even bother looking over his shoulder, keeping all of his attention on the girl. �Oh, just seeing a very attractive young woman coming into our parking lot.� Seeming to have forgotten his thoughts of disinterest in girls earlier, he casually brushed up his hair with his hand. It was time to go down and make some introductions.

Inuyasha grunted from behind him. �I don�t see the big deal,� he said as he looked outside the window. �With you fucking girls almost every night, I�m surprised you�re not sick of it yet. I don�t see what�s so special about this�� Inuyasha lost his e ase as he saw the girl, his mouth hanging open.

Miroku grinned as he saw his expression. �You see? I told you she was a looker. Now if you excuse me, I�m going to see if she would�� He stopped as he saw Inuyasha gradually lift and point out towards her.

�Shit. That�s her.� He said quietly. Miroku only stared at him and looked back at the girl. �That�s who?�

Inuyasha, instead of answering, quickly pulled away from the window and leaned against the wall, peeking outside. �Stubborn, little bitch.� He said. When she says she wants to be paid, he thought, she meant it.

Miroku only looked at him in confusion. �Stubborn? Little bitch? What the hell are you talking about Inuyasha? You acting like she�s a stalker or something.� Miroku glanced back outside the window. �But with a stalker as pretty as that, however, I wouldn�t mind being watched�and followed�and videotaped in the shower...�

�Shut the fuck up!� Inuyasha said fiercely. �I�m trying to think!�

Miroku frowned. �Why? Is she one one you�re trying to avoid?�

Inuyasha rolled his eyes. �Nah� you think!�

�Then who is she?�

Inuyasha said nothing for a moment. He signed before speaking. �Remember when I said I met some resistance after killing Kai?� Miroku nodded. Inuyasha jammed his thumb in the direction of the girl. �Well that�s it.�

Miroku was taken back. He looked out at the girl who was busy studying the building in front of her. �You mean that�s the psycho bitch?� He said astonished.

Inuyasha only nodded, to shocked to even answer. ^Who would have thought she would actually chase after me through fifteen city blocks all the way to my home so I would pay her!^ Inuyasha thought to himself. ^She really is psycho bitch!^ He rubbed his forehead for a moment. ^Maybe if I just go to sleep now and ignore her, she�ll be gone by morning�^

Miroku, despite himself, only smiled as he also leaned against the wall on the other side of the window. He continued to glance from the freaked out Inuyasha to the severely pissed but still good-looking girl outside in their parking lot. He thought this night would be boring. He was apparently wrong.

Miroku chuckled. It seemed like things were getting very interesting. ^Looks like I�m not going to get much sleep tonight^, he thought to himself amusingly.

* In the next chapter, Kagome meets up with Inuyasha and his room mate, Miroku, and ends up living with them. If anyone has any suggestions of how this should occur, please tell me. The next chapter will also introduce TWO more characters into the plot who are the friends of Kagome! (I�ll give you a hint: One of them is a tad bit shy while the other is a tough little bitch. You know who I�m talking about.) WARNING: The next chapter will have its fill of curse words, perverted thoughts, and so on. You have been warned.
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