InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Life Twists And Turns. ❯ Let's Play 20 Questions! ( Chapter 17 )
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By: Hitsugaya630 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Suspense / Romance / Drama / Comedy | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.09.2008 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.2K | Visits: 513 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Suspense / Romance / Drama / Comedy | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.09.2008 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.2K | Visits: 513 | Status: Work In Progress
Life Twists And Turns.
A/N: I do NOT own Inuyasha but all original characters do belong to me. Eniola belongs to angel-up-above-heaven.
Chapter # 15
Let’s Play 20 Questions!
~*~*~*~Previously~*~*~*~
“Love.” I whisper, a blush on my cheeks.
“Do you mean it?” he asks.
“Yeah, but what’s it matter? You hate me anyways.” I stand, and before he can say anything I run out, up to my room and lock the door. Putting a barrier on it to prevent him from coming in.
That was the first time in 3 years that I cried myself to sleep.
~*~*~*~Now~*~*~*~
~*~*~*~Inuyasha’s POV~*~*~*~
I know she cried herself to sleep last night, even though there was a barrier on the door --I found that out the hard and painful way-- I could hear her crying, and smell the tears.
I don’t know what to do. I didn’t get any sleep last night. She was right across the hall. Right there! And yet I couldn’t get to her, couldn’t see her, talk to her, hold her! Gah! I don’t know if I’ve ever had such a strong urge to hold her! It practically killed me!
It didn’t help that she was still in her room . . . And it was three in the afternoon.
Miroku had started blaming me at lunch when he had come over.
~*~*~*~*~*~Flash Back~*~*~*~*~*~
“What the hell did you do to her!?” Miroku screamed at the hanyou who was trying to seem like he didn’t care. It was a good thing only Miroku stopped by.
“I didn’t do anything!” Inuyasha yelled back. “She just g-” He stopped himself from explaining why she was still in her room. He didn’t really wanna tell Miroku about the necklace that he was currently wearing. And he really didn’t wanna tell the perverted monk about the fact that it had ‘koi’ engraved in it as well as his name and a ruby heart.
“She what!? She didn’t say she was sorry and you bite her head off did you!?” His eyes narrowed as he glared, that was weird. Miroku never glared. “You idiot! Did she tell you that what you saw us doing w-”
“Was only a plan I know!” he growled lowly. “I don’t know what the hell is wrong with her. She’s just like that!”
“You don’t even know what she looks like right now do you!?”
“Huh?”
“Forget it.” Miroku muttered, stoming off to the door. “But you had better make things right. Or you might lose her . . .again.”
~*~*~*~*~*~End Flash Back~*~*~*~*~*~
I, of course, wasn’t happy with Miroku’s implication. Like hell I was going to let her leave again. It was bad enough that I let her leave the first time --and part of the reason she agreed was because of me-- but a second time? Nope, that was defiantly not going to happen. It was hard enough to get through the three years she had been gone knowing that she hated me because she thought I hated her. But to lose her forever . . . I shuddered. I could never even imagine that, having her leave. . .and knowing that she’d never come back . . .that I’d have to live forever wi-
I cut myself off at that thought. I don’t think I could finish it. If I couldn’t’ even stand the thought I doubt I could stand it if it actually happened. Of course, I wasn’t going to let it happen so I had nothing to worry about . . .right? Right? Oh god, I had better make this right will I still have the chance!
~*~*~*~Kagome’s POV~*~*~*~
Why am I still sitting in my room? He’s probably gone somewhere by now.
I know I made a fool of myself by giving him that necklace, and saying that I meant it. . .meant calling him koi. I don’t know why I even did that. I think it was more of an impulse then anything because I didn’t actually stop to think about it until after I had given him the box. He probably threw it out. He hates me . . .I know it. Why would he want a necklace that said ‘koi’ from the one person he hates? Hmm? Answer: He wouldn’t!
So why the hell am I still in here? In this disgustingly pink room, with these disgustingly pink pillows that are on the disgustingly pink bed with the disgustingly pink covers with the disgustingly pink frills! And the disgustingly pink closet filled with disgustingly pink clothes. I really should change the color . . .the disgustingly pink pillows, the disgustingly pink curtains, the disgustingly pink mattress . . .who knew you could get a pink mattress? Change the disgustingly pink clothes in the closet, the disgustingly pink carpet, the disgustingly pink desk, the disgustingly pink desk chair, the disgustingly pink radio, the disgustingly pink dresser, the disgustingly pink TV on the disgustingly pink dresser, the disgustingly pink TV remote on the disgustingly pink TV on the disgustingly pink dresser . . .hell . . .I might as well just move to a new room! Yeah . . .that could work . . .get as far away from this disgustingly pink room and it’s disgustingly pink contents. Yes, that would-- wait no. No it wouldn’t. Because then this disgustingly pink room and it’s disgustingly pink contents would still be here for anyone else who walks upon it. I didn’t want to unleash that kind of horror on their unsuspecting minds!!!
Ok, so maybe I was being a little over dramatic but you can’t blame me! The room was disgustingly pink. And it had unbelievable disgusting contents . . .I wonder if Inuyasha changed his room around too. I remember it being blue and green last time I checked. Well . . .the green was a forest painted on the walls, the blue was the ceiling, the green tree going up to it to make it look like he was in a forest. The carpet was green. Maybe I should check.
Yes, that’s a good idea. Check! Then my mind would be off the disgustingly pink room and it’s disgustingly pink walls on the disgustingly pink carpet that had the disgustingly pink bed sitting on it with the disgustingly pink covers and the disgustingly pink pillows with the d---
Getting off topic.
I pushed myself off the disgustingly pink bed and headed to the door. I slowly opened it, slightly horrified that the door was even pink! A disgusting shade of hot pink! Ok, so I think everything that is pink is disgusting . . .sue me.
I look down the hall in both directions, he’s no where to be seen. Why am I not surprised?
I walk out of the room, slowly and soundlessly closing it. There was still the chance that he was somewhere in the house. And with his ears he’s hear any noise I made. I open his door and slowly creep inside. Not bothering to look. I just can’t stop staring at the black doorknob. Hadn’t it been gold before I left? As a matter of fact the door it’s self was black when I was sure it was brown before I left. Oh well, I guess he did change things around.
Closing the wonderfully black door with the wonderfully black doorknob soundlessly behind me I take in his room. I silently gasp. Not only was the door and doorknob wonderfully black but his whole room was. The curtains were a wonderful shade of midnight black. The dressers wonderfully black. The bed was wonderfully black with wonderfully black silk sheets and wonderfully black pillows. The mattress was even wonderfully black! The TV on the dresser was wonderfully black with a wonderfully black remote sitting on top of it. The walls were also wonderfully black and the ceiling was wonderfully black!
It was all wonderfully black!!!!!
I am going like insane. My room is disgustingly pink and his is wonderfully black!? How was this far? He had done the who damn house differently too. Most of it was black, and he left my room pink!?
“Jackass.” I mutter under my breath as I lay stomach down on his bed. My face buried in his pillows. I can smell him on them. His wonderfully masculine scent.
I saw the velvet box that the necklace I have given him on the wonderfully black night stand, it was open . . .and empty. I stopped the tears before I could shed them, and I let his wonderful scent be my only thought.
I tried not to but my eyes drooped . . .and I feel asleep with his pillows in my face and his scent wrapped around me like a blanket.
~*~*~*~Inuyasha’s POV~*~*~*~
I was losing it!
She wasn’t in her room!
Where the hell was she!?
Wait . . .why am I freaking for? I’m part demon! I can just sniff her out! God, I thought she left for a minute.
Sticking my nose in the air I’m shocked to find her scent strongest in my room . . .MY ROOM! Why was she in my room?
I opened the door and found her lying face down in my bed, her face in my pillows. I smiled at her slightly, but it feel as soon as I smelt the scent of tears. She was crying, why had she been crying?
Then I notice the box that the necklace she had given me beside her. Was that why? Had she regretted giving that to me? No . . .that couldn’t be it . . .she thought I hated her. I silently gasp as I sit beside her on the bed. Did she think that I had not wanted it? Sure it was a little on the girly side but hell, I’m bi! What the hell do I care about girly!? I wear eyeliner for fuck sakes!
I gently started to stroke her hair, not really registering that I was doing that. She stirred slightly, and my hand stills. She shifts closer to me and I hear her inhale deeply. Is that why she’s sleeping in my bed? My scent made her tired? Calmed her down? Allowed her tofind some kid of peace . . .if only momentarily? I couldn’t stop the grin if I tried.
I curl in beside her, --after all I didn’t get any sleep last night and I’m tired--, and wrap my arms around her, pulling her flush against me. Hey, my bed, get off me. I relax a little as her wonderful scent of jasmine and water lilies fills my nose. I bury my nose in her hair, and inhale as deeply as I can, holding it and her scent in as long as possible. Letting it out slowly though my mouth I feel her press herself against me, her head in the crook of my neck. I smile, allowing myself to slowly start to fall asleep . . .snuggled closely to my mate.
My eyes instantly snap open and I’m awake, completely and totally awake.
Mate? What the hell? Since when is Kagome my mate? I look down at her and smile. I wouldn’t be complaining. She would make a wonderful mate. An absolutely wonderful mate. If . . .if she would be mine. I don’t really think she’s very happy with me right about now.
I kiss the top of her head slightly, and I feel her kiss my neck in return. I grin, maybe she does like me somewhat . . .now if only I could get her to love me again . . .then all would be good.
~*~*~*~Kagome’s POV~*~*~*~
What the hell is that noise? And why is my pillow moving? Pillows don’t move.
Oh no!
Maybe the disgustingly pink pillows have come alive and are about to spit out disgustingly pink glitter at me! Ahhh! No!
Ok, I know . . .overdramatic and not likely . . .seeing as I went to sleep in Inuyasha’s r--
Oh shit! I’m in Inuyasha’s room! What is he came back and saw me here!? I’d be sooo dead!
I take a deep breath in through my nose out through my mouth, in through my nose out through my mouth, in through my nose ou-
Wait . . .I inhale deeply through my nose and I get confused. His scent? He either didn’t come back yet or didn’t come into his room yet. Or . . .no, no way. He would not get in bed and sleep beside me. I mean . . .he hates me right? Right? But . . .that would explain why my pillow is moving . . .and then again . . .if he did come back, came into his room there is the chance that he could be so tired that he hadn’t noticed me. Yeah! Th- no. His sense of smell. He’d know right off that I was in his room. Oh shit . . .so when I leave he’ll still know that I was in here! I am sooo screwed.
My pillow suddenly shifts, and I freeze. Pillows don’t shift unless someone is shifting them. I didn’t shift it! Oh no . . .he’s not . . .is he?
Slowly I crack an eye open and I gasp when I see his sleeping face . . .just inches from mine. He stirs some more and I’m aware that I’m sprawled completely over his body. Not good, not good, not good, not good, not good, NOT GOOD!!! I panicked, and everyone knows that when I panic I’m clumsy. So, when I tried to push myself up, my hand landed on his ear. That wonderfully fuzzy dog ears. I would have loved the contact had it not been for the fact that I squished it, he yelped and his back arched in a way that was arousing while he tried to get my hand off his ear.
“Ow, ow, ow!” he yelled, pulling my hand off. “Owww . . .” he whimpered, rubbing the abused ear as he glares at me. “Oi wench, what the hell was that . . .for . . .” he slows down when he realizes that his back is still arched, and pressed firmly to my chest. My chest which is only clad in a thin almost see through white tank. Why was I white? I had no clue. “Um . . .” he whispered, pushing himself back down. “S-Sorry about that.”
“What are you doing here?” I ask stupidly.
“What are you talking about? This is my room.” Ask a stupid question you get a stupid answer.
“Well . . .I meant . . .um . . .--”
“Why am I sleeping under you?” he asks for me. And he laughs when my face turns red.
“Y-Yeah . . .”
“My bed bitch. I’ll sleep where ever the hell I want.” I’m not sure if he was referring to me as an actually bitch or what the Inu youkai call their mates, I of course didn’t wanna ask.
“Yeah well why’d you drag me with you?” I ask him.
“Why were you in here in the first place?” he asks me. And then the long list of questions with no answers began.
“Why did you leave my room pink?”
“Why do you care what color your room is?”
“Why do you care if I car what color my room is?”
“Why are you repeating everything I say?”
“Why do you care if I repeat everything you say?”
“Why are you so annoying?”
“Why are you so stubborn?”
“Why are you so bitchy?”
“Why are you so egotistic?”
“Why are you so overdramatic?”
“Why do care if I’m overdramatic!?”
“Why would you care if I’m stubborn?”
“Why do you care if I’m so annoying?”
“Why do you care if I’m so egoistic?”
“Why do you care if I’m so bitchy?”
“Why are you asking such stupid questions?"
“Why won’t you answer them!?”
“Would you stop yelling!?”
“Would you stop yelling!?”
“Would stop touching my ear!?”
“Would you stop petting my hair!?”
“Would you’d you stop petting my ear?”
“You told me to! Why are did you stop petting my hair?”
“You told me to! Why did you listen to me?”
“Why did you listen to me?”
“Why would you even think to listen to what I tell you to do?
“Why would you even think that I would want to keep my room pink!?”
“Why would I even care if you care what color your room is?”
“Why did you avoid me for so long!?”
“Why didn’t you ever call when you left!?”
“Why did you want me to call!?”
“Why wouldn’t I!?”
“Will why didn’t you call me!?”
“Why didn’t you give me your number!?”
“Why couldn’t you tell me why you were avoiding me!?”
“Would you please stop yelling at me!?”
“Would you stop yelling at me!?”
“Would you like to go out to dinner sometime?”
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Okay, 5 chapter, 4 days I rule! Ok, so the first of the 20 question --yes they EACH asked 20 questions.-- it’s Kagome, then Inuyasha then Kagome. Ok? Just . . .follow along like that alright? The last one if Inuyasha. Just to let you know.
I thought this would be a good place to end it . . .hope you all like it.
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A/N: I do NOT own Inuyasha but all original characters do belong to me. Eniola belongs to angel-up-above-heaven.
Chapter # 15
Let’s Play 20 Questions!
~*~*~*~Previously~*~*~*~
“Love.” I whisper, a blush on my cheeks.
“Do you mean it?” he asks.
“Yeah, but what’s it matter? You hate me anyways.” I stand, and before he can say anything I run out, up to my room and lock the door. Putting a barrier on it to prevent him from coming in.
That was the first time in 3 years that I cried myself to sleep.
~*~*~*~Now~*~*~*~
~*~*~*~Inuyasha’s POV~*~*~*~
I know she cried herself to sleep last night, even though there was a barrier on the door --I found that out the hard and painful way-- I could hear her crying, and smell the tears.
I don’t know what to do. I didn’t get any sleep last night. She was right across the hall. Right there! And yet I couldn’t get to her, couldn’t see her, talk to her, hold her! Gah! I don’t know if I’ve ever had such a strong urge to hold her! It practically killed me!
It didn’t help that she was still in her room . . . And it was three in the afternoon.
Miroku had started blaming me at lunch when he had come over.
~*~*~*~*~*~Flash Back~*~*~*~*~*~
“What the hell did you do to her!?” Miroku screamed at the hanyou who was trying to seem like he didn’t care. It was a good thing only Miroku stopped by.
“I didn’t do anything!” Inuyasha yelled back. “She just g-” He stopped himself from explaining why she was still in her room. He didn’t really wanna tell Miroku about the necklace that he was currently wearing. And he really didn’t wanna tell the perverted monk about the fact that it had ‘koi’ engraved in it as well as his name and a ruby heart.
“She what!? She didn’t say she was sorry and you bite her head off did you!?” His eyes narrowed as he glared, that was weird. Miroku never glared. “You idiot! Did she tell you that what you saw us doing w-”
“Was only a plan I know!” he growled lowly. “I don’t know what the hell is wrong with her. She’s just like that!”
“You don’t even know what she looks like right now do you!?”
“Huh?”
“Forget it.” Miroku muttered, stoming off to the door. “But you had better make things right. Or you might lose her . . .again.”
~*~*~*~*~*~End Flash Back~*~*~*~*~*~
I, of course, wasn’t happy with Miroku’s implication. Like hell I was going to let her leave again. It was bad enough that I let her leave the first time --and part of the reason she agreed was because of me-- but a second time? Nope, that was defiantly not going to happen. It was hard enough to get through the three years she had been gone knowing that she hated me because she thought I hated her. But to lose her forever . . . I shuddered. I could never even imagine that, having her leave. . .and knowing that she’d never come back . . .that I’d have to live forever wi-
I cut myself off at that thought. I don’t think I could finish it. If I couldn’t’ even stand the thought I doubt I could stand it if it actually happened. Of course, I wasn’t going to let it happen so I had nothing to worry about . . .right? Right? Oh god, I had better make this right will I still have the chance!
~*~*~*~Kagome’s POV~*~*~*~
Why am I still sitting in my room? He’s probably gone somewhere by now.
I know I made a fool of myself by giving him that necklace, and saying that I meant it. . .meant calling him koi. I don’t know why I even did that. I think it was more of an impulse then anything because I didn’t actually stop to think about it until after I had given him the box. He probably threw it out. He hates me . . .I know it. Why would he want a necklace that said ‘koi’ from the one person he hates? Hmm? Answer: He wouldn’t!
So why the hell am I still in here? In this disgustingly pink room, with these disgustingly pink pillows that are on the disgustingly pink bed with the disgustingly pink covers with the disgustingly pink frills! And the disgustingly pink closet filled with disgustingly pink clothes. I really should change the color . . .the disgustingly pink pillows, the disgustingly pink curtains, the disgustingly pink mattress . . .who knew you could get a pink mattress? Change the disgustingly pink clothes in the closet, the disgustingly pink carpet, the disgustingly pink desk, the disgustingly pink desk chair, the disgustingly pink radio, the disgustingly pink dresser, the disgustingly pink TV on the disgustingly pink dresser, the disgustingly pink TV remote on the disgustingly pink TV on the disgustingly pink dresser . . .hell . . .I might as well just move to a new room! Yeah . . .that could work . . .get as far away from this disgustingly pink room and it’s disgustingly pink contents. Yes, that would-- wait no. No it wouldn’t. Because then this disgustingly pink room and it’s disgustingly pink contents would still be here for anyone else who walks upon it. I didn’t want to unleash that kind of horror on their unsuspecting minds!!!
Ok, so maybe I was being a little over dramatic but you can’t blame me! The room was disgustingly pink. And it had unbelievable disgusting contents . . .I wonder if Inuyasha changed his room around too. I remember it being blue and green last time I checked. Well . . .the green was a forest painted on the walls, the blue was the ceiling, the green tree going up to it to make it look like he was in a forest. The carpet was green. Maybe I should check.
Yes, that’s a good idea. Check! Then my mind would be off the disgustingly pink room and it’s disgustingly pink walls on the disgustingly pink carpet that had the disgustingly pink bed sitting on it with the disgustingly pink covers and the disgustingly pink pillows with the d---
Getting off topic.
I pushed myself off the disgustingly pink bed and headed to the door. I slowly opened it, slightly horrified that the door was even pink! A disgusting shade of hot pink! Ok, so I think everything that is pink is disgusting . . .sue me.
I look down the hall in both directions, he’s no where to be seen. Why am I not surprised?
I walk out of the room, slowly and soundlessly closing it. There was still the chance that he was somewhere in the house. And with his ears he’s hear any noise I made. I open his door and slowly creep inside. Not bothering to look. I just can’t stop staring at the black doorknob. Hadn’t it been gold before I left? As a matter of fact the door it’s self was black when I was sure it was brown before I left. Oh well, I guess he did change things around.
Closing the wonderfully black door with the wonderfully black doorknob soundlessly behind me I take in his room. I silently gasp. Not only was the door and doorknob wonderfully black but his whole room was. The curtains were a wonderful shade of midnight black. The dressers wonderfully black. The bed was wonderfully black with wonderfully black silk sheets and wonderfully black pillows. The mattress was even wonderfully black! The TV on the dresser was wonderfully black with a wonderfully black remote sitting on top of it. The walls were also wonderfully black and the ceiling was wonderfully black!
It was all wonderfully black!!!!!
I am going like insane. My room is disgustingly pink and his is wonderfully black!? How was this far? He had done the who damn house differently too. Most of it was black, and he left my room pink!?
“Jackass.” I mutter under my breath as I lay stomach down on his bed. My face buried in his pillows. I can smell him on them. His wonderfully masculine scent.
I saw the velvet box that the necklace I have given him on the wonderfully black night stand, it was open . . .and empty. I stopped the tears before I could shed them, and I let his wonderful scent be my only thought.
I tried not to but my eyes drooped . . .and I feel asleep with his pillows in my face and his scent wrapped around me like a blanket.
~*~*~*~Inuyasha’s POV~*~*~*~
I was losing it!
She wasn’t in her room!
Where the hell was she!?
Wait . . .why am I freaking for? I’m part demon! I can just sniff her out! God, I thought she left for a minute.
Sticking my nose in the air I’m shocked to find her scent strongest in my room . . .MY ROOM! Why was she in my room?
I opened the door and found her lying face down in my bed, her face in my pillows. I smiled at her slightly, but it feel as soon as I smelt the scent of tears. She was crying, why had she been crying?
Then I notice the box that the necklace she had given me beside her. Was that why? Had she regretted giving that to me? No . . .that couldn’t be it . . .she thought I hated her. I silently gasp as I sit beside her on the bed. Did she think that I had not wanted it? Sure it was a little on the girly side but hell, I’m bi! What the hell do I care about girly!? I wear eyeliner for fuck sakes!
I gently started to stroke her hair, not really registering that I was doing that. She stirred slightly, and my hand stills. She shifts closer to me and I hear her inhale deeply. Is that why she’s sleeping in my bed? My scent made her tired? Calmed her down? Allowed her tofind some kid of peace . . .if only momentarily? I couldn’t stop the grin if I tried.
I curl in beside her, --after all I didn’t get any sleep last night and I’m tired--, and wrap my arms around her, pulling her flush against me. Hey, my bed, get off me. I relax a little as her wonderful scent of jasmine and water lilies fills my nose. I bury my nose in her hair, and inhale as deeply as I can, holding it and her scent in as long as possible. Letting it out slowly though my mouth I feel her press herself against me, her head in the crook of my neck. I smile, allowing myself to slowly start to fall asleep . . .snuggled closely to my mate.
My eyes instantly snap open and I’m awake, completely and totally awake.
Mate? What the hell? Since when is Kagome my mate? I look down at her and smile. I wouldn’t be complaining. She would make a wonderful mate. An absolutely wonderful mate. If . . .if she would be mine. I don’t really think she’s very happy with me right about now.
I kiss the top of her head slightly, and I feel her kiss my neck in return. I grin, maybe she does like me somewhat . . .now if only I could get her to love me again . . .then all would be good.
~*~*~*~Kagome’s POV~*~*~*~
What the hell is that noise? And why is my pillow moving? Pillows don’t move.
Oh no!
Maybe the disgustingly pink pillows have come alive and are about to spit out disgustingly pink glitter at me! Ahhh! No!
Ok, I know . . .overdramatic and not likely . . .seeing as I went to sleep in Inuyasha’s r--
Oh shit! I’m in Inuyasha’s room! What is he came back and saw me here!? I’d be sooo dead!
I take a deep breath in through my nose out through my mouth, in through my nose out through my mouth, in through my nose ou-
Wait . . .I inhale deeply through my nose and I get confused. His scent? He either didn’t come back yet or didn’t come into his room yet. Or . . .no, no way. He would not get in bed and sleep beside me. I mean . . .he hates me right? Right? But . . .that would explain why my pillow is moving . . .and then again . . .if he did come back, came into his room there is the chance that he could be so tired that he hadn’t noticed me. Yeah! Th- no. His sense of smell. He’d know right off that I was in his room. Oh shit . . .so when I leave he’ll still know that I was in here! I am sooo screwed.
My pillow suddenly shifts, and I freeze. Pillows don’t shift unless someone is shifting them. I didn’t shift it! Oh no . . .he’s not . . .is he?
Slowly I crack an eye open and I gasp when I see his sleeping face . . .just inches from mine. He stirs some more and I’m aware that I’m sprawled completely over his body. Not good, not good, not good, not good, not good, NOT GOOD!!! I panicked, and everyone knows that when I panic I’m clumsy. So, when I tried to push myself up, my hand landed on his ear. That wonderfully fuzzy dog ears. I would have loved the contact had it not been for the fact that I squished it, he yelped and his back arched in a way that was arousing while he tried to get my hand off his ear.
“Ow, ow, ow!” he yelled, pulling my hand off. “Owww . . .” he whimpered, rubbing the abused ear as he glares at me. “Oi wench, what the hell was that . . .for . . .” he slows down when he realizes that his back is still arched, and pressed firmly to my chest. My chest which is only clad in a thin almost see through white tank. Why was I white? I had no clue. “Um . . .” he whispered, pushing himself back down. “S-Sorry about that.”
“What are you doing here?” I ask stupidly.
“What are you talking about? This is my room.” Ask a stupid question you get a stupid answer.
“Well . . .I meant . . .um . . .--”
“Why am I sleeping under you?” he asks for me. And he laughs when my face turns red.
“Y-Yeah . . .”
“My bed bitch. I’ll sleep where ever the hell I want.” I’m not sure if he was referring to me as an actually bitch or what the Inu youkai call their mates, I of course didn’t wanna ask.
“Yeah well why’d you drag me with you?” I ask him.
“Why were you in here in the first place?” he asks me. And then the long list of questions with no answers began.
“Why did you leave my room pink?”
“Why do you care what color your room is?”
“Why do you care if I car what color my room is?”
“Why are you repeating everything I say?”
“Why do you care if I repeat everything you say?”
“Why are you so annoying?”
“Why are you so stubborn?”
“Why are you so bitchy?”
“Why are you so egotistic?”
“Why are you so overdramatic?”
“Why do care if I’m overdramatic!?”
“Why would you care if I’m stubborn?”
“Why do you care if I’m so annoying?”
“Why do you care if I’m so egoistic?”
“Why do you care if I’m so bitchy?”
“Why are you asking such stupid questions?"
“Why won’t you answer them!?”
“Would you stop yelling!?”
“Would you stop yelling!?”
“Would stop touching my ear!?”
“Would you stop petting my hair!?”
“Would you’d you stop petting my ear?”
“You told me to! Why are did you stop petting my hair?”
“You told me to! Why did you listen to me?”
“Why did you listen to me?”
“Why would you even think to listen to what I tell you to do?
“Why would you even think that I would want to keep my room pink!?”
“Why would I even care if you care what color your room is?”
“Why did you avoid me for so long!?”
“Why didn’t you ever call when you left!?”
“Why did you want me to call!?”
“Why wouldn’t I!?”
“Will why didn’t you call me!?”
“Why didn’t you give me your number!?”
“Why couldn’t you tell me why you were avoiding me!?”
“Would you please stop yelling at me!?”
“Would you stop yelling at me!?”
“Would you like to go out to dinner sometime?”
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Okay, 5 chapter, 4 days I rule! Ok, so the first of the 20 question --yes they EACH asked 20 questions.-- it’s Kagome, then Inuyasha then Kagome. Ok? Just . . .follow along like that alright? The last one if Inuyasha. Just to let you know.
I thought this would be a good place to end it . . .hope you all like it.
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