Ayoo. Part three. And drama's happening. The book currently has 1190 views. I hope you enjoy.

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(Your point of view)

"I'll cook up a stew then start sewing," I announced. Inuyasha wasn't really paying attention, so I wasn't really announcing it to anybody. When I started the stew, I began to sew a kimono with the dark green and white. I used the white as a pretty strap around my waist. I hope he likes it because he picked out the colours. Inuyasha nose started to twitch when I entered the room. "So that's what you smell like when you're not wearing other people's clothes," he muttered. "Well? Do you like it?" I asked him with hopeful eyes. "It's not bad. It's pretty good since you made it yourself," he answered. Best I'm going to get. "That reminds me..." I murmured. I walked over to Inuyasha and stroked his ears. "Ow!" I shouted. The bloody half demon hit me on the head. "Don't touch my ears!" He yelled. "They're waiting to be touched! They look fluffy and cute!" I retorted.

"I'll go get some bed sheets." Inuyasha looked at me in confusion. "Why? I ain't staying the night," he told me. I rolled my eyes. "Listen, you only have two sleeping options tonight. One is to stay here willingly and get a good rest, while the other is to stay here because you passed out." I replied with a menacing grin. I went over to the stew. It was nearly done. Inuyasha was giving me distasteful looks when my back was turned. "Here you go," I said as I placed a bowl of stew in front of him. He poked the food inside of t before taking a bite. I looked at him for his thoughts. "Better," he muttered. "Not like your attitude, though. You need to get better at that," I joked. "Hey!" Inuyasha yelled. "Seriously, if you keep shouting, my ears will bleed." I laughed. He let out a small growl.

"Anyway, since you ain't letting me leave, I'm going to bed." Inuyasha said quickly. He got into the beddings I layed out and pulled the blanket over his head. "Oi, it's not that late."I complained. "Yes it is," he responded quickly. I looked at him and walked over to where he lay. "You stayed out much later yesterday," I pointed out. He let out a small growl again. I grabbed the end of the blanket and pulled it off of him. I covered my mouth briefly. Inuyasha had black hair, brown eyes and... human ears. "Leave me alone, will ya?" He groaned. I gave him a smile. "This is just, just wow. It's so cool! Don't be ashamed of it," I told him. A glare came my way. It was a mix of annoyance and confusion. "Being a human is exactly thrilling," he muttered. "Being given dirty looks when you walk through a village can't  be either. It's not that bad," I told him.

I sat down next to him and played with his hair. "Will you get off me for once?" He groaned. In defiance, I shook my head and continued playing with his hair. He grabbed my wrist. "It wasn't a question," he hissed. "It wasn't a demand, either." I rebutted. I stood up and put the blanket back over him. "You're no fun," I said with an exaggerated grumpy face. "Then why bother?" Inuyasha said with an irritated tone. "You need to socialise. You need to make friends and, in all honesty, you can't be that bad. Well, from what I heard at least." I explained. He grunted and turned over in his bedding. "Well, night to you too, then." I said as I got comfortable in my own bed.

*time skip to the morning brought to you by pain and suffering*

"Morning (y/n). I brought breakfast," Kohaku said particularly loudly as he entered my house.  "Why is he here?" He whispered. I looked over to Inuyasha and gave him a nudge. He let out a moan and tensed up his body. "Because I told him to," I replied. I nudged him again. "What?" He said, annoyed. "Nice people do a little thing called giving. They do it when not asked. Like nice Kohaku over here has brought us breakfast. In response to a nice person, you graciously accept what they gave you. And breakfast is delicious, so get up." I explained, half joking. Kohaku let out a small laugh as he started to put breakfast out on the table. "I guess grandpa did tell me he might be here and should pack extra. I didnt believe him, but I packed extra anyway. Looks like I was wrong," he laughed.

I laughed with Kohaku too, before giving Inuyasha another nudge. "Break fast," I said again. He started ignoring me and didn't move. I rolled my eyes and started pulling his foot. I didn't manage to drag him that far. "Aren't you heavy?" I teased. "Fine, I'll get up." Inuyasha finally said. I walked over to the table with a satisfied smile on my face, while Inuyasha walked over very annoyed. "Who made this, Kohaku?" I asked with my mouth fall. He let out a small chuckle. "I did," he replied. "Wow! It's really good! I wonder what Inuyasha thinks..." I complimented. Kohaku and I focused our gaze on Inuyasha. He was scoffing down the food and refused to say anything.

"I guess that means he likes it to," I said with glee. "He's hard to please," Kohaku stated. Inuyasha looked towards Kohaku. "That kid is hard to please. She won't let me stay in the forest," he told Kohaku. He may be annoyed about what I saw... "Are you annoyed that I saw you like that?" I asked Inuyasha politely. Kohaku fell out of his seat with a shocked expression. "Like what?" He yelled. "Don't worry, Kohaku. It's nothing bad! I promise. He was just..." I paused for a moment and looked over to Inuyasha for permission to continue. He shook his head. "He was just a bit sad," I finished. Kohaku rolled his eyes and sat back in his seat. "Slightly," Inuyasha told me. "Sorry," I told him.

Miroku's notes:
(Y/n) forced him to stay over her house. I hope all went well. I sent Kohaku with breakfast to check up on them.

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No words left Inuyasha's mouth; his jaw was agape and he simply stared at Tamashii. Blinking rapidly a few times, he rubbed his nose and looked at her again. To Inuyasha, she had Kagome's scent. His eyes looked at the female's clothes and then returned to Tamashii's face.

No wonder they smelt the same

She was wearing her clothes.

"I'm not Kagome," Tamashii repeated, due to the silence and Inuyasha's staring. The demon put his hands through the opposite arm's sleeve, essentially crossing his arms with his arms unseen. Frowning, he pursed he lips together and averted his gaze. They didn't need to talk about that. He had decided then and there that they wouldn't talk about it. It would be hard to explain and even harder for him to justify. They could just... pretend that it never happened.

Without saying anything about what he had just called her, he began to briskly walk to the village. Tamashii simply stood and watched at him. She was... confused by how he was handling it. He had heard her, right? There wasn't a chance that he couldn't had heard her. After all, his ears hadn't been damaged within the minutes of silence and he was most certainly conscious. She looked down at her clothes, prompted to do so from when Inuyasha was staring. He had called her Kagome... Kagome. Kagome's clothes... That was why. The smell of the deceased priestess must have clung to her like how flies cling to garbage.

"What are you waiting for? Let's go," Inuyasha called, not bothering to stop and wait for Tamashii to catch up with him. She could run, for all he cared.

"Inuyasha, why did you call me-"

"You smell and look like her," he cut her off before she even finished, not wanting to talk about it. Then stopping, he turned around her faced her. "Now hurry up, Tamashii. I don't even want to go, but I'm making an exception. Especially today. Don't waste that chance."

Nodding her head, Tamashii ran to catch up with Inuyasha, whom had started walking again. It was a rather silent walk. No words were exchanged - not even a glance between the two. One could call it an awkward situation, however it didn't irradiate awkwardness. It didn't irradiate anything discernable. They wanted the silence.

The grass stopped trying to assault Inuyasha's feet. It went back, swaying back and forth calmly.

The wind stopped growling and roaring, going sombre. It was a gentle breeze with a slight chill to it, attempting to match whatever mood it could interpret from the situation. Just a gentle breeze for the grass to dance slowly in.

The trees stopped gossiping about the duo, it not feeling right for them to do so. Instead, they went back to whispering their regular secrets to each other. The secrets of what happened in the forest was to stay in the forest and shared amongst the trees alone.

"Inuyasha..." Tamashii started, deciding it wasn't best to let the silence consume them. Despite the fact that a thick miasma of despair surrounded them, she thought it was a terrible idea to let it linger. The whole point of meeting him was to become close, not to push him away. She wanted to try and repair the shambles of that situation.

"Don't talk," he grumbled, clearing not wanting to even try with her. The only reason Inuyasha had changed his mind and was going was because of what he had said to her. Even though he seemed heartless, he really wasn't. It made him feel guilty and he wanted to make it up to Tamashii, even if he wanted her to go away forever. If he could skip small talk, he would. Small talk was not a requirement of him going, therefore he shall not participate in it.

"I was going to say-"

"That it was alright and that I don't need to worry about what I said," Inuyasha finished for her. That wasn't anywhere near what Tamashii was going to say. In fact, she had decided to leave that topic pretty much untouched - especially since it was extremely obvious that Inuyasha didn't want to talk about it. If she touched on it, then he would simply push her away even more. All doors would be closed and locked; not a single one she would be able to open. That wasn't something that she wanted to happen.

"I was going to ask what you wanted to eat," Tamashii sighed, running her hand through her hair. Was that question really necessary? No. She had heard that Inuyasha would pretty much eat anything, therefore it was pointless question. She had thought it would be nice if he got to choose, however.

The male simply shrugged, clearly disinterested in what she had to say. They weren't going to talk. He wouldn't let them talk to each other, since he didn't want to talk to her. Inuyasha wished that she would just shut up and would mind her own business. "I don't care," he muttered to give her some kind of answer.

"I thought it would be nice if-"

"I said I don't care."

Was it rude? Most certainly, but he didn't care. After that night, he would refuse to ever see her again. He would avoid her and keep a large distance from her. Inuyasha didn't need to nor wanted to see her, so he wouldn't. That was plain and simple.

Tamashii crossed her arms in frustration, not liking the half demon's behaviour. She had put in so much work and effort for him, but for what? Nothing, that was what. Unless one counted his attitude, but the girl most certainly didn't. It was simply rude and disrespectful that he would talk to her like that. It annoyed her to no end, yet she was still going to try. She was a hopeful girl and wouldn't give up that easily. Hopefully she would be able to change all around by that night.

"Inuyasha, I just thought it would be nice if you got to choose something that you wanted to eat. You are the guest."

"I said I don't care. I ain't going to talk to you."

"Will you just grow-"

"I said shut up!"