Last part of their day. Man and what a day!

Well, i like this last part the best. I should add how much I love Kagome's grandfather and Souta. I think they have so much comedic potential, and I had to exploit it. And Buyo, that's the funniest cat in the world.

Hey, have you guys seen the video for No Doubt, The "It's my life" one?

Did you notice that Gwen Stephani has stolen Sesshomaru's tail-thingy?

I repeat, Gwen Stephani has stolen Sesshie-sama's tail!!

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Anywho, thanks for reading, and I hope you like the conclusion of their day out. Lot's of feelings in here!

Ja ne!

~Sabichan~

i don't mind you coming here

and wasting all my time

'cause when you're standing oh so near

i kinda lose my mind...

...i don't mind you hanging out

and talking in your sleep

i guess you're just what i needed

i needed someone to feed

i guess you're just what i needed

i needed someone to bleed...

**I POV**

We reached the shrine soon after and ascended the myriad of steps as she gave me a brief overview of their history. When we got to the house, it was empty.

"Well that's kinda weird. Where the hell did my family go?" She wondered aloud.

"Face it, they're not coming back. I can't blame `em..."

She shot me a look that had me taking a step back. She sighed and lifted the doormat, and picked up the key that lay underneath.

"That's a little cliche, not to mention dangerous."

"Yeah, whatever. Like someone's gonna try and break into a shrine...It's literally sacrilegious."

She led me inside and I started to set the huge pack on the ground when she pushed the strap back up my shoulders.

"No, not down here. We're gonna do it in my room."

We stared at each other blankly for a moment, then she promptly burst out laughing. I chuckled along, although I hadn't minded the slip up... nope, not one bit..

"Now who's the Hentai?." I teased as we made our way up the staircase.

I was excited. I was going into her bedroom.

I began to wonder how well I would be able to control myself. I'd never felt such strong urges before, like my body was demanding that I touch her.

It was so new.

"Here's me..."

She opened the door to her room and I stepped inside. It was rather...girly. The walls were painted a light pink, her bed matching. It was somewhat cluttered, much like my own room. It was obvious she was something of a packrat.

"Nice room. Very asylum chic."

"I bet your walls are painted black, Mr. Sunshine."

"Ah, I guess you are a girl...the pink makes sense."

"I've been meaning to paint in here. Blue. I want to paint the sky on my ceiling."

"Are you asking me to make a Sistine Chapel comment or what?" She rolled her eyes.

"So, anyway, this is my room, and here's my desk where I study my poor little brains out. You know how many times I've fallen asleep here?! Well, put that down right here. I'm going to go change real quick, so just make yourself comfortable. Want some coffee?"

"Did you have to ask?"

She smiled and rooted around in her drawers for a moment. Then she was out the door and I could hear her footsteps fading down the hall.

I set the bag down and sighed in relief. Honestly, she just carried too much shit. Opening the bag, I pulled out what I was pretty sure was the appropriate book. A folded slip of paper fell out to the floor as I opened it.

"Hojo.. 545-0...asshole..." I crumpled the paper in my hand and threw into the nearby wastebasket. `She won't be needing this...'

I took another good look around her room. It looked really...comfortable. Some pictures hung on the walls, along with some framed on the desk and nightstand. I glanced at all of them. Most were of her family, her and the kid. Some where of a couple of girls, which I assumed were her old friends.

One particular picture caught my eyes. On her desk, there was a shot of a man and a little girl. I realized it was Kagome and her father.

They looked so similar. Like Souta and Hitomi had resembled each other. She had his long wavy black hair, and his dark brown eyes. And their smiles...exactly alike. She was so adorable as a child, I'm sure I would have even ooed and awed over her. Both were dressed in some old fashioned robes.

I heard her swearing from downstairs, something about too much water. I smirked at her obsession with making the perfect cup of coffee.

"Funny girl.." I walked over to her bed finally. A raggedy stuffed animal lay on the pillow. I sat down, making myself more than comfortable and picked up the strange toy. I had no idea what it was at first. It looked kind of like a squirrel or a raccoon...yeah more like a raccoon with a big bushy tail.

"His name is Kit." She said as she walked in suddenly. She set the two mugs down on the nightstand and then sat down next to me on the bed. I felt my heart begin to beat just a little faster. She was wearing a tight white t-shirt and pajama bottoms that hung loosely from her hips. Just the casualness of it made her look so sexy. I tried to distract myself.

"Weird name for a raccoon."

"He's not a raccoon! He's a fox! See, he doesn't look anything like a raccoon."

"Whatever. What were you swearing about downstairs?"

"I ruined the coffee. Too much water. Hope you don't mind." I picked up the mug and took a sip.

"I can't even tell the difference."

"Don't lie, I know it sucks."

"No seriously...tastes the same. It's good, like usual."

"No, I know it tastes good. I'm just saying it sucks compared to how good it usually is."

"You're conceited."

"I know." She said standing.

She grabbed a chair from Souta's room and we set ourselves up at her desk. She was right, she did suck at math. After an hour and half, we took a break.

"Gods, you really are good! You could be a teacher. My professor never makes any sense, but you made it so much easier!" She gushed excitedly. I just smiled, trying not to let it go to my head.

I stood up and stretched, trying to get rid of the kink in my back. I checked the clock-six-forty-five.

"Where is your family? Do they always leave like this?"

"No. But I mean I don't know what they do when I'm not home. They are a weird bunch though. It's probably my grandpa's doing. I bet he wanted to visit my uncle. I'm sure he dragged Souta and Mom along with him." She also stood and stretched, then walked over and plopped down on her bed.

I did my best not to stare, but she was sprawled out so comfortably, her arms behind her head, and her stomach in plain view. I cleared my throat and looked at the pictures on her wall again.

"So are these your friends?"

"Well, they were my friends, at one point or another."

"Do you guys still talk at least?"

"Nope. I haven't heard a word from them since they left this summer. About a month and a half before I met you."

Something about the way she said that sent a shiver through my body.

"So what did you do for those two months by yourself?"

"I...well nothing really. I just kind of hung out here and worked at the shrine. We get a lot more visitors during the summer. It kept me busy. I was bored out of my mind though."

"So how come none of these girls have written or called?"

She cast her eyes up to her ceiling and a wave of sadness passed over her face. I regretted asking, but she spoke.

"It's kind of funny. You think and you believe that you're going to know these people for the rest of your life. You think that nothing's gonna change in your relationship, that you'll be friends forever. Then you find out, that it's actually possible, only...you're not a part of it. Trust me, I'm sure <i>they</i> all still talk. Eri and Ayumi were gonna room together. Yuri's only a half hour away from them. And me? I'm still here, on the other side of the country."

"Why aren't you a part of it? Why not you?"

She inhaled deeply and closed her eyes. She settled into the reflective Kagome I loved to see.

"You think you know someone after five years. You think there's a connection, a bond. Then you find out, you're the only one who thinks so, and that you've been mistaken for all those years. I don't know how we grew so far apart. We were all inseparable in the beginning, when we all first met. It was like magic. There were theses three girls, who were exactly like me in so many ways." She paused thoughtfully. "It was my fault though. I let myself change too quickly. Before they could adjust to me, I just kind of drifted away. For the last year we spent together, I always felt like I was on the outside looking in. They were always so happy, but when I came in, there was this unspoken tension. I let it happen though. I let things get that bad. So now I'm alone. I have no one to lean on anymore. I have to start over again from scratch. I miss them though. I do. I only wish I could have done things differently."

I sat down next to her on the bed, each soft spoken word having drawn me closer. She opened her eyes, somewhat surprised when I took her hand in mine.

"You're not alone. Don't I count?"

A smile formed on her lips, and she nodded, squeezing my hand.

"I'm glad we met. I've never had a friend like you. I feel like I can tell you anything and you won't judge me."

"It's mutual." I said, squeezing it back.

We looked at each other for a moment. I could feel something strange happening, like the air was getting thicker, heavier. I had a sudden awareness of exactly where I was and what I was doing. And who I was with. It made me nervous, but even more excited. We kept looking at each other, but my confidence began to waver. I wasn't sure what to do next. I knew what I wanted to do, but I didn't know if it was right. I suddenly wished for a distraction, much like the fountain earlier in the day.

My prayers did not go unanswered, as Souta burst into the room yelling

"Kagome! Save me!"

He stopped and cocked his head curiously at us for a moment, before remembering his reason for coming in. He looked around the room wildly before flinging himself into her closet and shutting the door behind him.

We sat in shock for a second, wondering just what in the Hell was going on. Suddenly we heard rapid footsteps coming up the stairs.

I jumped up and put as much distance between the bed and myself as I could just as the old man came crashing in.

"Souta, I know yo- Oh. Well I didn't know you had company again Kagome." His tone changed dramatically when he realized I was there.

"He's helping me with my calculus. He's a math whiz, you should see him." She said calmly as she rose from her bed. She walked over and place a small kiss on his cheek. I watched as the hard glare he had been giving me melted away. I reached over and shook his hand, hoping he wasn't so displeased that he had found me in his granddaughter's bedroom while no one was home.

"Nice to see you again, Mr. Higurashi." I added, nodding.

"Very kind of you to help my Kagome. She really does have trouble with math."

"Not a problem."

"Now, I have a very serious question to ask the both of you. Has Souta come in here at all?"

I heard small shuffling noises coming from the closet. I stayed silent, while Kagome did her best to redirect his attention away from it.

"No, how come? Is something wrong?"

"Yes, very wrong! That fool of a boy let that cursed feline into the old well house! Now the well walls look like a scratching post! I want him to sand away those claw marks right away, but he ran. He must be punished for his-"

A large crash was heard from the closet just then, along with a muffled curse. We all froze, and I could practically see steam rising from the old man's ears.

"Souta Higurashi, you come out of that closet right this instant! Don't make me come in there!"

The door burst open and the kid made a run for the hall way.

We watched in sheer amusement as her grandfather gave chase down the stairs. Moments later we could hear their voices outside. Poor kid finally got caught.

"Don't mind us, we're only mildly dysfunctional." She said cheerfully. "You hungry? I know I am. Lemme go see if Mom brought anything from my Uncle's house. That man loves to cook. Just wait here."

I sat back down on her bed, running my hands over the comforter. I could still feel her warmth radiating from the bed. And I could still smell her scent, lingering in the air. Before I realized what I was doing, I had laid down where she had been only minutes ago.

It felt like heaven. I was surrounded by the very essence of Kagome, not to mention her bed felt like it was made out of clouds. No wonder she always seemed so refreshed in the mornings!

I closed my eyes for what felt like only a moment.

"Inuyasha? You awake?"

I stirred and looked up to where the voice was coming from.

"Huh?"

"Sorry I didn't want to wake you up. I just thought you'd like some of this."

She held a plate in her hands. The smell of food woke me up and I sat up.

"Thanks. What is it?"

"Chicken Curry. Trust me, it's good."

"Was I sleeping?"

"Only for like fifteen minutes. I was talking to mom for a while when I remembered you were up here. Sorry. I didn't know you were so tired."

"I wasn't. Your bed is just...really, really comfortable."

"It's like sleeping on babies."

"You're sick."

"Yup, soft, newborn babies." She said, patting the space beside me.

We ate together on the floor, and she filled me in about what had happened after the old man had caught Souta. He had set him to work sanding the claw marks from the ancient well with only a candle to light the room.

"And that well house is creepy even in the daytime. Feels ominous, like there's spirits or something still in there. Then again that is the bone-eater's well. Back in the day, people would throw the bones of dead demons into the dry well, and a few days later, they'd be gone. Just like magic. No one knows where they went. That's a really popular story. Grandpa likes to be the one to tell it on the tour."

"Old man is a little loose upstairs, huh?"

"I told you that the first time you came. You didn't believe me then."

"I wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt."

"You should have taken my word for it. Anyways, I don't think I really feel like learning any more tonight."

"Good, cause I don't really feel like teaching anymore. I think you're ready. You learned pretty fast. You'll do fine."

"Thanks, Inuyasha. You're the best."

"Nah, just being helpful."

"No I mean that." She said a little more firmly. "You've been so great today. I don't think I've ever had this much fun with anyone else before."

"R-really?" The intensity of her look made me kind of nervous. What was she trying to say?

"Yeah, really....Are you still tired? You can take a nap if you want."

"What time is it?"

"About seven-fifteen. When do you have to be home?"

"How long can I stay?" I asked instead. That nap was actually starting to sound pretty good, especially on a full stomach.

"As long as you want. I'm going to bed at ten-thirty, but you're welcome to stay, I know Souta would like that. He doesn't sleep much, so he stays up pretty late."

"No, I'll leave about nine. Is that okay?"

"Yeah. You can sleep on my bed. I'm gonna go clean up downstairs and then take a bath. I'll wake you up when I'm done, okay?"

"Thanks...sorry for crashing." I said somewhat sheepishly. I yawned.

"Don't apologize, silly! I like that you're comfortable here! Makes me feel good. Have a good nap!"

She stood and picked up the dishes as I climbed back on to her bed. The moment I sunk in, my eyes began to feel heavy. I couldn't understand why I was so tired all of a sudden. It was so unlike me.

Then again, I'd had a strange day. I'd gone completely out of routine-it was bound to have an affect on me. Now here I was, laying on Kagome's bed, in her room, in her house, in her world.

I inhaled deeply as I laid my head on her pillow. Strawberries...

"This is heaven..." I muttered as I drifted off to sleep.

**K POV**

He looked like an angel when he was sleeping. His face relaxed, framed by snowy white. So comfortable...on my bed.

I felt a strange stirring inside of me when I thought about it.

He really was an angel.

He'd spent the entire day with me, he turned out to be a genius at my worst subject, and he was so at ease around me, he was fast asleep in my room.

Kanna was right-I did like him. A lot.

I sighed as I leaned on the side of the tub. The thick steam filled the bathroom, and didn't help to pull my head out of the clouds. I couldn't stop thinking about him.

"You're such a girl Kagome..." I muttered to myself. I closed my eyes and let myself give in.

I had been so close to him today, had gotten to know him on a much more intimate level. I'd never felt this close to someone before. It was like he'd breached every one of my defenses without me even realizing it.

Like he was healing the damage that Kouga had done.

I didn't realize how much I was smiling until my cheeks began to hurt. I stretched and then brought my knees up against my chest.

Something had happened in my room a while ago. That moment before Souta had burst through the door, the room had felt like it was electrically charged, like I could feel every sway of air around me. I couldn't stop looking into his eyes, those golden depths. I could tell he felt it too, from the slight panic I could see on his face. Like he wasn't sure what to do. I wasn't sure either. But I knew what I had wanted to do.

But if I had kissed him, how would he react?

I wasn't really even that sure if he liked me that way at all. Sure, he had hinted, but I still had my doubts. I had a lot of doubts. What if he just saw me as like a little sister, or just another girl friend like Sango was? How would such a bold action change everything? I had just forged this friendship, and frankly, it was the only real thing I had. I wasn't about to just throw it away because I had the urge to press my lips against his, to taste him, touch him-

"Okay, stop." I told myself aloud. "Now you're just getting carried away..."

But it wasn't such a bad thing to think about. Not a bad thing at all.

I rolled my eyes at my own thoughts and got out of the tub. It was almost time for me to wake him up. I found myself spending a few extra minutes in front of the mirror before I walked to my room.

I stepped carefully into the darkness, trying not to make any noise. Which in all logic, didn't make any sense since I was there to wake him up anyway. Still, I wanted to be the first thing he saw when he opened those beautiful amber eyes.

I tiptoed to the bed and sat down lightly. He was lying on his side, with most of his hair hiding his face from me. I brushed it aside gently. Then I touched his cheek lightly, feeling his soft skin beneath my fingertips.

I watched as he stirred, mumbling something under his breath, then smiling.

It took me a moment to realize it was my name.

I sat in a bit of stupor for what seemed like forever. Why had he smiled like that when he said my name? How did he know it was me? Was he dreaming about me?

Was he awake?

My thoughts ceased when I found myself staring into pools of liquid gold.

"Do you always stare at people while they're sleeping?"

"I...try not to make a habit out of it." I said stammering out a lame retort. My heart was racing as I struggled to tear my eyes from his.

"You're a strange one, Kagome...What time is it?"

"A few minutes before nine." I said, relieved that he had turned away, scanning my room for the clock.

"Good. I should get going then, huh?"

"Where's the fire? You just now woke up."

"I have to hurry up so I can go back to sleep." He said rather matter of factly. He sat up, and gave a good stretch. It took me a moment to realize how intently I was watching him. I could see the subtle movement of muscle beneath his shirt. I felt an involuntary shiver run through my body.

"Oh...well, I'll walk you downstairs then."

He nodded and covered his mouth as he let out a long yawn.

"Don't understand why I'm so fucking tired...not like me."

"You're just not used to having fun." He narrowed his eyes at me.

"That was a low blow."

"I'm a bit out of practice myself. I can make fun of you all I want."

"Maybe you should have taken the nap. You're awfully grouchy."

"You don't have a calculus test tomorrow. Now get off my bed." I said rising to my feet

"Guess I can't complain then. Um...Kagome?"

I turned to him, my attention roused by the way he had said my name. So softly, shyly.

"Hmm?"

"Thanks."

"What did I do?"

"I don't know. But you did something. You're right...I'm not used to having fun. I'm just grateful for that."

"Oh... you're welcome." I replied doing my best not to blush.

He followed me downstairs and out through the kitchen. As we approached the stone steps, he stifled another yawn.

"You sure you can get home okay? My mom can drive you. She's still up, and she wouldn't mind."

"No, I'm fine. I'm not that far, you know. Besides, I wouldn't want her to go through that trouble."

"She'd probably prefer to. She really likes you."

"She does?"

"Yup. So does Souta obviously. Even Grandpa likes you."

"Then why is he always giving me those `go to hell' looks?"

"Because you're a guy. He's very protective of me. They all are." I hoped he would miss the sadness in my voice at my last words. If he did notice, he showed no sign. He merely nodded and glanced back towards the house.

"Well I'll see ya tomorrow then. Don't even think of trying to convince me to do this again. You're a bad influence."

"Are you trying to tell me that if you had the chance, you would have done today differently?" I asked, pouting and crossing my arms in front of me.

He paused thoughtfully for a moment, and a faint smile graced his perfect lips.

"No. Not at all."

We exchanged goodnights and he walked down the stairs and onto the dark street beyond. I watched until I could no longer make out his shape, and even a few moments after that.

I felt something deep inside of me, like a pang of longing. It took me a second to realize what it was.

I missed him.

He had been gone for only a minute, and I missed him. I walked in a daze back up to my bedroom. Opening the door, I cast a glance to my bed. The feeling got stronger. I wished I had never woken him up. I wished he was still sleeping like a little angel on my bed, comfortable and content.

I laid down where he had been, still able to feel the warmth he had left behind. I could even make out his scent. I had noticed it many times before. Something manly, fresh, exciting and calming all in the same instant. It was heaven.

I felt my eyelids get heavy, and before I knew it, I was already dreaming.

Tbc…

Ha, he told Souta to come out of the closet....how fifth grade was that?

If I was her, I would have kissed him while he was still asleep. How about you?

I was severely tempted, but I had too much in store for ....oops almost gave that away didn't I?

Just to summarize Kagome's POV, she really likes him, is falling in love with him, but she's still scared. GRRR, she's frustrating I know.

If anyone's played the Playstation 1 game, you'd catch the Shippo/racoon thing. In the game, Kouga can't seem to get it through his head that Shippos a kitsune, not a tanuki!! The look of confusion on Kouga's face is worth buying the game in itself!

Next few chapters will be the best so far. Hope you liked what you've read so far. Thanks for reading, I love your support!