Roommates

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Chapter two, not a typical Sunday.

Sunday morning started a bit awkwardly for the forced-together-roommates. Kagome was a
morning person, and so was InuYasha - neither, however, had a clue about that. They both
opened their room door at the same time, only to almost choke on their yawns. Wearing nothing
more than their normal sleeping clothes, which, for Kagome was an oversized tee-shirt, and
InuYasha simple drawstring pj bottoms.

InuYasha’s grinning face sent Kagome backing into her room, for more clothes. Luckily this was
not going to be a problem, she was moving out tomorrow. InuYasha had smirked, but felt
somewhat insecure. Taking the time to dress himself in more clothes too, the hanyou moved out
of room into the kitchen before Kagome. Taking his normal bowl for cereal, he went looting the
cabinets for Captain Crunch.

Kagome stepped out of the bathroom, connecting to her bedroom moments later, not sure if she
could eat from his food again. Last night had been easy to do so, she had after all cooked enough
for them both and he hadn’t been home. She was always like this, feeling it wasn’t her place to
just go through someone else’s belongings - being food or whatever, it just wasn’t her style.

Maybe she could check her purse seeing how much money she had, eating out would be a treat
to herself after yesterdays disaster. Her brown eyes darted around the room only to stop mid-track, remembering she had in the couch the day before. “Oh no,” she whispered a bit to loudly
when she heard the tv click on in the living room. ‘Have some backbone Kagome!’ With those
words of wisdom, Kagome turned the handle exiting her room for the second time that day.

Two golden eyes followed her movement burning holes into her very existence, as she snatched
her purse from the creme-colored couch. Taking a seat, she opened it up counting how much she
had - needing to save some if she was to move again. The moving truck and men had cost a small
fortune, but then again that had been across the country and she was sure it would be cheaper
when it was a question concerning only a few blocks. Glancing up a second, broke her thoughts.
The tv was tuned in on a group of animated girls wearing flowers in their hair and dancing around
with some weird looking horses. She somehow found it odd that InuYasha was watching a very
girly anime series, like that. He didn’t seem to be the type. “Why are you watching that?” She
asked curiously, while she mentally picked up the calculations of her expenses.

InuYasha reared his now confused gaze back to the tv and almost let out a scream, how the Hell
had it ended up on that?! He hadn’t even payed attention to the cube since Kagome had entered
the room, and there was, of course, no way he’d admit that. “I was just flipping through,” he
replied - continuing his previous abuse on the remote control. Kagome yanked her head up,
flashing him a blinding smile, “oh reaaally?” she drawled. InuYasha almost dropped his bowl that
still held some milk and cereal, in his lap. “Yes, really!” he assured, putting on his cocky game
face, like Hell he would let her walk away victorious in the argument he knew was soon to erupt
between the two.

“If you’d ask me, I’d say you were preoccupied looking at me,” she smiled prettily - batting her
eyelashes at him. “Keh, don’t flatter yourself,” the hanyou shot back meeting her halfway with a
comment of his own, “if someone was checking someone out it was definitely you, me
yesterday.” Kagome felt her face grow red, out of anger not embarrassment, she had so not
‘checked’ him out the day before. “That’s absurd . . . ” she said indignantly, she had thought he
was sexy and . . . okay, so maybe she had checked hit.

“So you’re telling me, when I stood there,” he motioned toward his room door, “half-naked, you
couldn’t keep your eyes off me.”

“Please, I was just surprised you were a guy. And, besides I wasn’t looking at anything! You
were the one with, the ‘Wandering-eye’ . . . you . . . meanie!”

“Meanie?” InuYasha echoed, incredulous. “I didn’t know we were adopting the forth-grade
rules of name-calling. You’re obviously not only in the wrong apartment, but school as well.”

“Hey, I worked hard to get in here, and I am not in the wrong apartment, this is my place too at
least until tomorrow when I will be requesting a new one.” Kagome stood up, ready to leave the
room. She’d had enough of this for one day, and she was starving. To her horror her stomach
made a growling sound, stopping InuYasha in the midst of throwing something back.

“Are you hungry?” He asked instead, making her blink, in surprise. He actually sounded nice,
concerned if you must. She nodded, gripping her purse as she started to back away from him -
his complete change of behavior scared her, this guy had worst mood swings then a woman with
PMS. One moment he was ready to rip her head off, and the other become friends with her.

“Feel free to eat anything from the kitchen, just stay away from my cereal,” he continued -
rearing his gaze back to the tv which finally had stopped on a channel showing the news.
Kagome wasn’t going to say no to that. It would save her time and money. “Thanks,” she replied
softly - maybe this guy wasn’t so bad after all. “Keh, I’m only nice because you cooked for me
yesterday,” okay, maybe not.

“I didn’t cook for you yesterday, I just made too much and decided you might like some,” she
lied - of course, very badly. “You can’t fool me, princess, I know you cooked for me,” InuYasha
grinned at her, she was really pretty when she blushed like that. “Don’t call me that!”

“Call you what . . . princess?” He bit back a chuckle when she now was fuming, clearly not liking
the word of endearment he’d picked out for her.

“That! I am not a princess, and my name is Kagome!” She hands found her hips. Damn it, this
guy he was impossible!

“Whatever, princess, I thought you were hungry,” InuYasha loved the fire he’d ignited in her
gorgeous almond colored orbs, which reminded him of a foreign chocolate he’d had once. And
damn that was the best candy he’d ever ate, and right now he was quite sure Kagome would
taste, a thousand times, sweeter. “Humph!” Was the only reply he got, before she spun around
giving her long black wavy hair an angry toss, she was mad, and he loved it!

He saw her enter the kitchen, and grinned when he heard the kitchen cabinet open and shut, with
a loud ‘BANG.’ He’d be glad when he finally saw her go, even though a part of him would miss
having their daily arguments. She had spunk, he gave her that - even though every time she’d
open her mouth, he wished she’d just close it right back up again, nothing nice came out of it,
neither from his but that was her fault. He was otherwise known to be a nice guy, maybe too nice
sometimes. But this Kagome woman was definitely asking for it, and he just delivered. ‘Yup,
that’s right’ he thought, flipping the channels once again, ‘I am just a victim, of that crazy
Ladies’ tongue lashing.’

Kagome stood in the kitchen fuming, InuYasha was not someone she wanted to be friends with
and definitely never see again - starting Monday. He was arrogant, clearly insane and way too
self-centered. He thought he owned everything, and that everyone on this planet was placed here
to be his servant. Well, she’d never submit to him and his ways - tomorrow she’d be a free
woman, free from the half-demon in the other room. And who did he think he was, hiding his
identity like that? ‘Grandpa didn’t teach me the ways of the priestess for nothing,’ she declared
proudly, straightening her back where she stood. Kagome was for once happy her mother’s
father had taught her to read other peoples aura. He used to claim it would come in handy one
day, and boy had he been right. Of course, she hadn’t thought so at the time - it took many years
to even understand the complex purification-spell of tifitification-reading.

However, Kagome Higurashi wasn’t going to valse in there, and tell the guy to show himself to
her, for all she knew he might try to kill her for knowing his ‘secret’. He was clearly mentally
unstable, no she wouldn’t risk it. ‘Besides, I’ll be gone tomorrow - good bye to InuYasha and
everything that he stands for,’ God how she wished it was Monday already.

~%~

Hours passed and the roommates didn’t speak a word to each other, which left the apartment
very quiet and oddly boring. Kagome sat in her room on the floor, looting one of the boxes for
something to do, while InuYasha sat in the living room sketching. He was going to take art
classes, drawing was something he’d always had a passion for since he was a little kid. Drawing
on everything with a surface, InuYasha used to get in trouble through high-school - for defacing
school property. At one point he even did graffiti with a gang, which was, where he met Miroku.
The two quickly became best friends, and the rest was history. They decided to stay together - so
they had both applied to the same University and got in.

Glancing down at his painting, the corner of his lip tugged up into a smile. He’d been drawing
Kagome. She was really beautiful, when she didn’t speak. Hearing her move around inside the
other bedroom, InuYasha smirked. It was so tempting to go in there and make her shout at him,
her fiery tempter really turned him on. As if the Gods were eavesdropping on his thoughts, his
cell-phone went off - set on vibrate it danced around on the coffee table, forcing him to dive for it
before falling to the floor. The blue window displayed a number which made InuYasha cuss,
“fucking hell,” he groaned, flipping his middle finger up at the ceiling - clearly meant for the
‘rulers’ above - as he answered “hey honey,” into the deep-red colored receiver.

 

Kagome messed around in her room, trying to preoccupy her mind - and not doing such a good
job at it. Hearing InuYasha answering, what must have been, his phone made her heart jump. He
sounded so calm and gentle, the way a man speaks to a woman he really loves. Meaning, it must
be his girlfriend on the other end, she had to admit she was really curious who he was dating -
what she was like and what he saw in her. Okay, that came out wrong - what she saw in him, not
vise-versa. She mentally groaned, why did she have to be so attracted to him? He was.....not her
type! Right? ‘Sure Kagome, whatever you say,’ she replied her thoughts sarcastically - she knew
it was a lost case.

Taking a deep breathe, she went back to what she was doing - messing with her laptop. It was a
new model and she found it somewhat complex, not wanting to work with her. “Why are you
being so stubborn?!” She let out a madman like laughter, ‘that’s great, I really believe the
computer can hear me. I am going insane and it’s HIS fault,’ Kagome nodded, indeed it was
InuYasha’s fault she was going crazy. Although, any any times she tried to convince herself of
this small and very simple fact, it didn’t taste right to her. Fisting some of her hair, Kagome fell
backward on the hard floor - welcoming the pain that surged up her spine as the impact hadn’t
been gentle.

InuYasha heard the thud and quickly said goodbye to his girlfriend, which he almost had broken
things off with a second earlier. She was so damn demanding, now she wanted him to come back
home just so she could show him her new shrine outfit. Why the hell would he want to see that?
Why did girls want their boyfriends to approve everything? It was just a waste of time, if you
asked him. It wasn’t as if he could just take the damn bus and be back home in ten minutes, but
she didn’t understand that. Whatever, he needed to see if Kagome was alright that loud bump
hadn’t sounded so pleasant.

Knocking softly on her bed room door, he waited for her to answer. When she didn’t he twisted
the handle and pushed the door open. At first glance he didn’t see her through all the rubbish that
was her belongings, still packed in endless of boxes. But after a second of just listening he
quickly located her even pulse rate, she was laying sprawled out on the floor with her eyes
closed. “Eh, Kagome?” It didn’t go up a light of warning in his head that he’d used her real name
for the first time, without mocking, since she’d arrived. That was until he called her name again
and the body on the floor moved, yanking so fast up into a sitting position it made him jump.

“What?” She inquired softly, clearly using a tone of defeat. She didn’t appear to be in the mood
to argue with him, to his diointointment. There wouldn’t be many more chances to see her blow
up again, but he couldn’t taunt her when she was acting like this. “Are you okay?”

Kagome blinked, “huh?” she replied bluntly. Had he just asked her what she thought he had?
This wasn’t what she had expected from InuYasha, being quiet sure he’d toss some stupid -
aiming to fume - remark. “I heard a bump, so I thought I’d check if you were okay.” Mmk, he
was officially freaking her out, “I’m okay,” she slurred - the bump she’d taken to her head,
suddenly made her head swim. Kagome’s breath hitched a notch when her vision blurred,
forcing her to grip her head between her two hands.

“Uh-oh” she gasped out, this was not good she couldn’t even hear her own breathing anymore.
But before she hit the floor, two strong arms encircled her upper torso preventing the fall and
knocking her right back to reality. Her own fingers left her now throbbing head, grasping the
closest thing she could grab - his shoulders. “Thanks,” she murmured - trying to move out and
away from his firm hold. “Keh, don’t be stupid princess, let me help you,” before she could
protest she was lifted off the floor and placed on her soft bedding. As her vision cleared, Kagome
saw bits and pieces of his face - he was a bit too close, even for her liking. She was instantly
reminded what he could do to her with his mere presence, her blood heated up making her head
swim from other sensations then the previous, that had been pain. Now pain was something she
could handle, while, this thing with InuYasha wasn’t welcomed at all.

InuYasha got off the bed and walked into the bathroom that was connected, fetching a wet cold
towel. If anyone knew anything about bumps to the head it was him, treating Miroku’s on a daily
basis. That reminded him, where was his friend? He hadn’t even bothered calling, and that wasn’t
normal. Shrugging it off, InuYasha walked back into the room he’d left Kagome - who was now
sitting up with a face that matched the sheets on her bed. “Lay down,” he instructed, which to his
mild surprise she did without as much as an comment. Draping her forehead in the soaked cloth,
InuYasha noticed how her eyes screwed tightly shut.

“It’ll feel good in a second, believe me,” Kagome listened to his voice which came out very
soothing and calm, she was now sure her mind was playing tricks with her. Her head was
spinning, so fast she felt as if she was riding a really stomach lurching roller coaster. “I think I am
going to be sick,” she whispered. “I am known to have that effect on women,” he joked, and
picked her up, carried her to the bathroom.

Once inside, face over the toilet, Kagome hurled everything she’d had for breakfast out, which
wasn’t much. At the time she had been to mad to eat, ticked of by the guy who was
now....helping her.

“Why are you so nice to me all of the sudden?” She asked as she washed her face with cold
water. Picking up her toothbrush she proceeded cleansing her mouth free from the nasty taste of
vomit. “Keh, I am a nice guy, you&7;re7;re the one with an attitude problem princess.”

“Why do you,” she paused only to spit out the toothpaste, “insist on calling me that?”

“What you don’t like it?” The amusement in his voice rang clear in her ears as she now washed
her mouth with cold water, she hated to admit it but she did enjoy their arguments - but not the
name he’d picked out for her, of all things a name from the line of royalty. She wasn’t a high-maintenance kind-a-girl, and never would be. She liked the small things, but she doubted that
even if she did inform InuYasha of this, he’d still call her - “princess,” that. “You should lay
down, you might have a small concussion.”

InuYasha grabbed Kagome’s arm, pulling her out of the bathroom and pushed her back into the
bed - and dear God how he wanted to do that under different circumstances. However, she was
rude and he didn’t like her....much. His body had a different opinion about this, much to his
dismay, for the third time since he first saw her he started to become really hot. The top she was
wearing had hiked up some, revealing her bellybutton - which to his surprise was pierced. His
eyes traveled over her boeveneven though he tried to stop himself. His breaths came out heavier
when he noticed her defiant gaze scowling at him, it was almost as if her fire called for his -
wanting, needing him to ravish her, until she submit to him and only him.

Kagome watched him from her position, elbows supporting her weight off the bed while her legs
hung over the edge. His intense golden colored eyes burned into her, making her break a sweat -
if it wasn’t for her fisted hands she was sure she’d start trembling under his inspection. She
noticed he saw her piercing, which had ended up there under a lost bet. Her friend Eri was known
to do some crazy betting, and Kagome was stupid enough to agree to one - which had resulted in
her getting her bellybutton probed and poked. The only thing that had hurt from that experience
was her ears - after her mother was done screaming. She’d been grounded for months, no tv or
phone. Needless to say, she never placed a bet with Eri again.

InuYasha saw the window of opportunity to escape the room, before he did something they both
would regret. When her eyes glazed over, lost in deep thoughts - he backed away slowly.
Reaching the door, without much trouble he paused, maybe he should cook for her? She had
after all done it for him, even though she said she hadn’t - that girl was a terrible liar. Taking a
deep breath, he opened his mouth to speak only to feel the vibration of his phone inside his jeans
pocket. Turning his back toward her, InuYasha walked out of the bedroom and took the
incoming call. “Where the hell are you?” He answered, knowing it was Miroku. “I am in love,”
came the reply. InuYasha groaned, “again? Okay, who is she and is that why you haven’t called
me, because you’ve been busy stalking some poor chick all day?”

“I haven’t been stalking, she actually talked to me. And yes, I’ve been with her all day, she’s
amazing, man, you should meet her.”

“Well, bring her over and we can have a party celebrating your love, what the hell Miroku - when
have you ever brought a girlfriend over on her own free will?” InuYasha moved into his dark
bedroom, closing the door behind him. He needed to cut this conversation short, the bulb in his
pants demanded him so.

“You’ll see, I’ll bring her to the party tonight so you can meet her. Oh and bring Kagome.”

“What? There is no way in hell I’ll bring that wench!”

“Why not? Come on Inu, she deserves a chance to have some fun, after what you did to her,”
Miroku reminded him, as he had told him last night that she’d been crying. The feeling of guilt
washed over him, “Damn it! Alright, I’ll ask her.”

“Great! 217;217;ll see you at my place around eight then, and don’t forget the chips.” With that Miroku
hung up, and InuYasha tossed the phone on his bed. His erection strained hard against his pants,
making him growl “why the hell won’t you go down?” Of course, he knew a unintelligent
comment like that wouldn’t will it back - his mind was swamped with the image of Kagome on
her bed.

Walking stiffly into his bathroom, he quickly locked the door behind him. Standing in the middle
of the small room, InuYasha almost ripped the rough material from his legs - he was starting to
hurt, and from experience he knew if he didn’t do something really soon, he wouldn’t walk
straight for the rest of the day. Free from his clothing, he quickly gripped his erection while
closing his eyes. The previous event played like a movie inside his perverted head, over and over
as he pumped himself to a carefree, but extremely, lonely climax. His strong legs started to
wobble, forcing him down to a kneeling position as he came growling deep in his throat. The
conceal-spell fell from his features, and he almost tipped over from the intensity of the rapture
that surged his veins. “Shit,” he cussed seeing all the semen he had gushed out in the towel, from
his still semi-hard erection. It clearly was begging for more, and something way different; and
dear God did he want that too. But she didn’t like him, and he sure as hell didn’t like her! Right?
Right! ‘Besides, I have a girlfriend,’ he thought, twisting to turn on the shower - a really cold
one would help him, or so he hoped. ‘But you don’t love her anymore,’ a nagging little voice
spoke inside his head, ‘if you did, you wouldn’t want Kagome at all.’ He knew that was the
truth, but he refused to believe it.

~%~

Kagome shook her head in disbelief, “what?”

“I said, do you want to come to a party with me?” InuYasha repeated, with his arms folded
across his chest. He was dressed mouth-droopingly good, black somewhat bulky pants, which,
went really good with the red tight tee-shirt that dressed his upper torso. Wearing his boots, as if
ready to go - he leaned heavily against the wall in her room. “I heard that, I am just in denial that
you’re actually asking me to go with you,” she explained, moving to one of her boxes, “will there
be food there?”

“Are you kidding me? Of course there will be, I wouldn’t go if there wasn’t,” InuYasha smirked -
he rarely went to social gatherings unless they served something eatable. “In that case I accept,
how long do I have to get ready?”

“Ten minutes,” she knew he was just saying that so she’d blow up, but no she wouldn’t give him
the satisfaction. “Alright,” she replied - bending to pick up a box which she knew contained one
of her best party outfits, “you can time me.” And with that Kagome disappeared into the
bathroom, locking the door behind her.

InuYasha sat down in the livingroom couch, counting the minutes. There was no way she’d
make the ten minute deadline, no girl he had ever known or even heard about could get ready for
a party in that short amount of time.

However, InuYasha found himself eating his words when nine minutes had passed and her room
door opened - forcing him to stay in a seating position. She was simply the most sexy thing he
had ever laid his eyes upon. Wearing high heels, he guessed boots, even though he couldn’t tell
for her black leather pants, that rode low on her hips, concealed them good. A black spaghetti
strapped top, showed off her pale flawless skin without being to vulgar. “Well? I am starving!”
Her voice snapped his attention back to reality, and her face. Her black hair was set free from her
earlier bonds, now spilling the black silken locks over her shoulder and back. She didn’t wear
much makeup to his surprise, just deep pink lip-gloss and sparkly eyeshadow. InuYasha found
himself liking this more then his girlfriends battle-paint, she always wore way to much.

“Yeah, let’s go,” he replied with a hoarse voice, that made her throw him a confused look.
InuYasha quickly noticed this, however, and added “princess,” to save himself. Much to his
relief, Kagome turned around - giving her hair a pert toss, before marching down the hallway.
“Don’t call me that,” she said as she opened the front door, glancing over her shoulder to see if
he followed, which he did. “Why not?” She heard him ask bluntly, as they descended the long
and endless staircase, “because my name is,...”

“Kagome, yes I know, princess,” he finished - quickly dashing out of the way when she reached
to swat him.

Finally outside, Kagome took a deep breath. The air was cool but warm at the same time,
reminding her that it was early summer and that school wouldn’t start for another two months.
She had wanted to spend that time getting to know her roommate, but that had of course
backfired. But, she didn’t give up - tomorrow was a new day, one that held a new apartment and
a new friend.

However, she followed InuYasha down the sidewalk as they moved toward another apartment-complex. She guessed that’s where the party, but more importantly, where the food was. Her
high-heel shoes clicked against the concrete surface, bringing the clueless owner closer to a
night she would never forget, for as long as she lived.

~%~

To be continued.