InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Signifying Nothing ❯ How Do You Solve A Problem Like Miroku? ( Chapter 2 )

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How Do You Solve A Problem Like Miroku?

Preparations for the reluctant housewarming soon ground to a halt. Sango was busy at work, and Kagome was spending most of her time job-hunting, and the rest fawning over the half-finished novel sitting on her laptop hard-drive. It was a 'fawning' morning when she had her first visitor.

Knowing Sango was down at the dojo, she padded across the room, curious. The locks clicked and the door swung open to reveal... a man. Dark hair, dark eyes and a cheerful smile.

"Kagome, I presume?"

"Yes..." She surreptitiously hid her body behind the frame.

"I'm Miroku - from the flat next door. I thought I'd take the opportunity to come and greet you properly?"

Kagome blinked, eyes wide.

"Oh! You're next door? I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself, it totally slipped my mind!" She cast her mind about for a subject. "Erm, would you like to come in? I have tea."

The sly smile spread wider, and she felt a little wary. But Miroku seemed friendly enough, so she stepped aside in invitation.

He took it - but not in the way she expected.

'... is he... groping me?'

"Why, thank you Kagome, I would love to-"

She took a breath to shout, or slap, or scream, but someone got there first.

"Oi, letch, leave her alone. I won't make excuses for you this time."

'This time?? Oh god, I'm living next door to a pervert!'

The hand withdrew. She looked in the direction of the voice, and had to stop her jaw from hitting the floor. It was the man - the one from the car park, with the hair and the eyes, and oh, he was hot close up.

Miroku had the decency to look suitably abashed.

"I'm sorry about that. I'd say it was a family curse, but you probably wouldn't believe me. Please accept my humble apologies, and allow me to introduce my wayward friend and roommate, Inuyasha."

The man - 'Inuyasha', a name to put with the face - looked at her for a moment, arms crossed, and she found her tongue.

"So, you're next door as well?"

Her voice didn't waver, and she was proud of it. She couldn't say the same for her knees, which were now the consistency of warm jelly. Inuyasha scoffed.

"That's the usual definition of 'roommates', yes."

She scowled, hands on hips, but ignored the taunt.

"Nice to meet you, anyway. I'm Kagome. Kagome Higurashi, who is still offering tea, as long as he-" A pointed glance at Miroku, 'the letch'. "-keeps his hands to himself. And maybe explaining about that 'family curse' of yours would help your case with me a bit, hm?"

The dark haired man offered her a smile.

"I'm at your service. And tea sounds wonderful. I'll tie my hands, if you want."

Mishaps aside, Miroku did have an easy charm, and she couldn't help but warm to him. She grinned at the earnest look in his eyes.

"Don't worry, it's fine - I can defend myself with a dishcloth if the worst comes to the worst. Or hire my friend as backup; she works at a dojo, so watch your step!"

Inuyasha looked skywards, probably asking for some kind of divine help.

"Got coffee?"

"Yeah, I have."

"What are we waiting out here for, then!"

She laughed, surprised, and let them in.

And so it began.