I’ve been drawing. That’s my excuse. x.x

Disclaimer- I don’t own Inuyasha and Company. Kitty Studios and Takahashi-Sama does. Stop sending me fan mail. I can’t read Japanese... ;.;

Summary- Kagome and Inuyasha were 5 and 6 years old when Inuyasha had to move away. They made a promise that they would never forget each other, and that someday they would meet again. But, 12 years later, When both attend the same college, will their memory fail them?

Genre- Humor, Romance, and other things that I’m too lazy to put down. Yes, this is an AU fiction. No whining now.

Additional notes: Mona Lisa Smile is a good movie. I want ice-cream.

A groan projected from under many fluffy blankets, alerting that Higurashi Kagome was now awake. Awake, and grumpy, and where the hell did her pillow go...? Not just any pillow, of course. Inuyasha. Inuyasha was her new pillow, and even came with a nifty 30 day money back guarantee. And no, you still couldn’t pull the tag off.

“Inuyasha...?” Came the whisper of confusion from the schoolgirl, as she crawled from the depths of warm fluffiness. Sure enough, the Raven wisped boy was asleep. On the ground. Like the gentleman-he-wasn’t-so-it-was-funny-to-watch-him-pretend. Higurashi Kagome giggled, and managed to throw herself from the poofy bed sheets of doom, and land (quite on accident) right into his lap. And he woke up and blinked. And she blushed. And he smirked. And she felt oh so compelled to slap him, but she couldn’t because... Just Because.

“Feeling pretty good, Koi?”

She slapped him anyways. He whimpered, covering up the snicker he was afraid to display. She was cute when she was mad. But she was also violent when she was mad. And now she had this infamous bow that she had grown fond of whapping him with and...

“Koi?”

“Ne?”

“I’m hungry.”

She smiled, throwing a pillow at him before walking out of the room. Pink tufted hippo (yes, Hippo) slippers padded across the carpet, as she made her way towards the kitchen. Kagome had discovered that Inuyasha’s favorite food was Ramen. Even for breakfast. Kind of weird, but it didn’t really bother her that much.

She idly started placing a pot filled with water on the oven, waiting for it to heat up. She’d been having a lot of time to get to know him, as of late. Sango and Miroku had disappeared off somewhere, and visions of an eloped couple passed silently through Inuyasha and Kagome’s mind.

Flash back

“Koi, they’re fine.”

“But...”

“Miroku wouldn’t do anything to Sango.”

“I know, but-!”

“And Sango would castrate him if he tried.”

“...Fine.”

“But... if Sango comes back with a ring on her finger...”

“OI!”

End

“Kagome... the pot is like, bubbling over.” Was the comment that snapped the ebony wisped girl out of her thoughts, and staring at the oven with a dramatic squeal, she started beating at the pot with a towel, trying to get it to stop. Inuyasha gave a nervous laugh, came up from behind her, and gingerly took the pot off the stove with the handle. The girl blushed in humiliation, and hit him with a spatula.

Kikyou sat in a corner of a dark room, petrified, hungry, and without her makeup.

She’d been told to wait for him- whomever this ‘Him’ did turn out to be. And then she’d been told that she wasn’t worth his presence. And then it had been swapped to ‘He’ll see you when he wants too. ‘ So here she was. In this dark, dreary room with cracked brick walls and the rising sun her only light source through a barred window.

Her wrists her cuffed and chained to the wall in a position above her head, her ankles in the same fashion yet latched to the floor... And she hurt very badly. But that was due to her wonderfully gay caretaker.

Seriously.

“Baka Onna... Stop squirming.” He reprimanded in a bored tone from an especially dark corner. When she’d first arrived, an icy glare had been bestowed upon him. That seemed so long ago... And her punishment for the miniscule bit of attitude had been lashes. With a chained whip.

Her clothes were still, fortunately, somewhat appropriate, and the lashes had never really been too hard... Something that she sensed disappointed the young man greatly. He didn’t seem to like woman whatsoever...

“Hai...” Came her reflexive reply. Another sigh was given from the corner; he’d probably been hoping for her to snap at him and give him something to do.

She lay in silence from that point forwards, shifting every once in a while to search for her ever illusive comfort, but to no avail. Minutes trickled past, before a creak gave way from the door, and light dappled into the room. The silhouette of another familiar figure stood in the lighted doorway, giving her an annoyed look before moving towards Jakotsu- Her prison keeper.

“He’s ready.”

“Ne... That isn’t any fun...”

“It’s not supposed to be fun, you nimrod.” Bankotsu, the man whom had entered, thwapped his companion lightly over the head, and walked towards her direction.

Kikyou looked up half-livingly, sparing him an emotionless glance. The elder man frowned, and shifted his Banryuu to swipe her chains free from the wall.

Surprised from the sudden release of posture, her balance gave way and she tumbled ungracefully onto the floor.

“I...tai...” Came her soft whisper, as she shakily grabbed her arm, one eye lidded in pain as the other looked up at him in confusion.

“ Come on. We’ve got a job for you.” He declared. This seemed to catch the attention of his friend, as he whined and started to splutter.

“ANO! Ooaniki! She can’t work for us! She’s a.... A woman!” he protested, as if this reason was all that needed to be said to change his mind. The raven haired man with a hint of a blue tint to it shrugged, and started to walk briskly out the doorway.

“Not my decision.”

Left to his own protests, Jakotsu spared another look to the baffled and somewhat cowardly woman on the dirt before him.

“...” It seems as if he hadn’t even the patience to insult her, as he skipped out after his Ooaniki in question.

Kikyou stayed still and silent for a moment, before starting to work out the crook in her shoulders. Hopefully their leader wasn’t as bad as the lot of them...

Hopefully?

Whee. I updated x.x; I love you all... Really. I do. Or else... I wouldn’t have updated!

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