by Crystal Tornado

Rating: M (for mild language, sexual innuendo, and lemons in later chapters)

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha.

Chapter 1

It all started innocently enough. . .

Miroku had gone to visit Master Moushin earlier, who had kindly bestowed him with the gift of sake. The others found it amusing to see Inuyasha drunk, but Kagome had grown increasingly irritated with him throughout the evening.

"You know what, Kagome?" he had slurred. "You're kind of a bitch. Now, Kikyo. . . she was never a bitch."

He laughed.

She snapped.

"Inuyasha, sit," she said as calmly as she could through gritted teeth. She then repeated the word several times. While he was still on the ground she smacked his head and stormed away from the group to snuggle up in her sleeping bag with Shippo.

The party died down soon afterwards, and when everyone had fallen asleep, Kagome quietly slipped out of her sleeping bag. She had tried not to wake Shippo but was unsuccessful. "Where are you going, Kagome?" he asked with panic in his voice.

"I'm going home, and I don't want Inuyasha to try to stop me." He still looked concerned. "Don't worry," she added, smiling at him. "I'll be back before you know it." The longer she lingered there, the more likely she was to be caught, so she picked up her backpack and walked as quickly as she could to the well.

When she emerged from the shrine in her own time, her house was dark. I have to make sure not to make any noise, she thought. When she slid the door open and stepped inside, however, a series of things happened that rendered useless her previous efforts at silence:

1. She tripped over Buyo.

2. Buyo screeched and hissed.

3. Kagome fell to the floor with a loud thud.

Simultaneously, Kagome's mom, grandfather, and brother all awakened.




Inuyasha happened to wake at that moment, too, and he immediately noticed the absence of a certain young miko.

Damn that wench, thought the thoroughly angry hanyou. What was she thinking, running off like that at this time of night?! His head pounded.

At first he thought she may have been captured, but he altered this opinion as he followed her scent straight to the well. He almost went after her but decided against it when he relived all the "sit" spells from earlier. His head really ached.




Meanwhile in the Higurashi house, Souta crept into his mother's room. "Did you hear that, Mom?" he asked.

"Yes. Let's get Grandpa to check it out."

Grandpa Higurashi liked to play it safe. Which is why he kept a baseball bat in his closet (and, it seemed, half the Japanese Army's artillery under his bed). "Stay here," he said to them.

"Owww." Kagome had landed with most of her weight on her wrists. She rubbed them before standing to make her way to her bedroom.

Her grandfather, with his trusty baseball bat, descended the stairs. He stopped at the bottom when he saw a shadow coming towards him. As soon as the figure came into view, he swung.

The heavy wooden bat hit Kagome in the head, and she blacked out instantly. Grandpa was relieved that he had subdued the intruder until he realized he had inadvertently attacked his granddaughter.

No longer able to contain their curiosity, Souta and Mama came downstairs, only to see Kagome on the floor, motionless.

"Souta, call an ambulance!" she yelled.

Grandpa stared in shock for a moment before he said, "Well. . . on the bright side, now she has a real illness to excuse her from school!"

Author's notes: This is the first M/K story I've ever written, but I've long been a fan of the pairing. I put a lot of effort into revising this, so I hope you like it! Please review and tell me what you think!