This is my first shot at fanfiction so I hope you all like it! (And hopefully review so I can know where my faults are).

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or any of the characters that I have borrowed to create this story, they all belong to Rumiko Takahashi.

Destiny has its confusing ways of occurring. And when you least expect it, it swiftly crashes down and wreaks its havoc or creates a paradise.

Sitting down on a slightly moistened bench, a blue-eyed girl held her head in her hands. She had drunk too much and she could feel her head begin to swivel.

"Are you all right, Kagome?" A brown haired Sango asked her friend.

"I'll..." She paused, taking a breath. "I'll be fine. Just let me breathe for a few minutes, Sango."

"Are you sure? I wouldn't mind staying out here for you," the other girl replied, placing her hand on Kagome's back to reassure the sickened girl.

"I am. Go back to dance with that stud you were oogling at. If I feel worse, I'll call my driver to pick me up," Kagome retorted, looking up at her friend Sango straight in the eye as if to make her realize that she could take care of herself.

"If you say so, Kag-.." Kagome had a deadly look in her eyes.

"Just go have fun"

"All right."

With that, Sango had gone back into the noisy house, enveloping herself with the smell of booze and cigarretes, and sweat from the rest of the guests.

'I wished I wasn't this vulnerable to the effects of alcohol...' Kagome thought as she cuddled her head again in her palms. It looked like the whole place was spinning and spinning. The colors of nearby objects began to mix, turning into a knot of colors that reminded her of vomit.

As quickly as she had thought of that, Kagome felt an unusual warm liquid move up her throat, and likewise, her abdomen begin to flex. This was what she was fearing.

Too drunk to move, all that Kagome's state would allow for her to do was to open her legs and bend down as the warm liquid exited her mouth.

In between coughs and retchings, Kagome would wipe some of the bile from her face with her arms, making herself a filthy mess.

'No more' was all she could think of. She couldn't allow anybody to see her in this state. She felt vile and way too tired to even move to clean herself. But just as her eyes were beginning to close, she felt a hand on her back and another offering her something in a plastic cup.

"Drink this," a commanding voice said.

Before she could decide whether it really was water or not, Kagome downed the contents of the plastic cup. As she drank, her throat felt acidy and sensitive, which made her retch slightly and spit some water.

"Careful you! These are the new Louboutins." The same voice spat out again.

"Forjgifme," Kagome could barely reply. Everything was spinning, even her speech.

"You need help." The voice said again.

However, Kagome couldn't, although she tried, keep herself from falling over. She felt herself swaying forward and away from the bench and realized she was falling forward and off the bench. But just when she expected to feel herself collide with the ground, firm arms gripped her.

Kagome was barely able to let a smile form on her face before a black mass enveloped the only thinking spot in her brain and knocked her body senseless. With the sudden loosening of the girl's body, the owner of the voice, a young man, looked around to see if any of the other guests recognized the girl in his arms. Upon seeing nobody move to where his kneeling form held the slouching body of the girl, the young man stood and slipped an arm beneath the girl's knees so that he was carrying her bridal style.

"I can't leave her here like this," he mused while he rummaged into his pocket to find his cellphone. With his thumb's claw, he quickly dialed the first number he could think of. "Myoga, come pick me up now!"

In what some people would consider record time, a silver Mercedes Benz, class E, swept around the curb of the neighborhood. That was the man's cue. He headed towards the car and waited for his driver to open the door for him, since with a girl in his arms, he quite wasn't able to.

"Master do I drop her off first?" The driver asked.

"No... She's coming with me, Myoga."

"Yes, Master," the driver pleasantly replied, closing the car's door immediately as the man had slipped in.

With the muted sound of the engine, Kagome started to stirr, purring some nonesense or another.

The man quickly caught this, and looking at the girl's sleeping frame, he realized that she still had some traces of vomit along her mouth.

"Myoga, give me some baby whipes, please."

"Here you go, Master."

"Thanks..." And he began to clean the girl up.

As he was cleaning the girl up, she began to stir once more, muttering every now and then undistinctive nonesense.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" The man gently asked, patting the girl's cheek to see if she'd wake up somewhat.

"Mmmrmrmm.." The girl muttered.

"Hey, wake up," he cooed once more.

"Hmnm...what?"

"How are you feeling?" The young man asked, he needed for her to come back to her senses.

"Sango?"

"No. I'm Inuyasha," he retorted.

"What...?" Kagome had inquired, realizing she was in a car with someone she didn't know. "Take me back... Sango'll be looking for me.."

"Well, Sango left a while ago with my friend. So where do I take you?"

"Hmnnm... No..." Kagome barely muttered before her lazy gaze wondered north to welcome topaz orbs. They seemed so warm and all Kagome could find herself doing was blush. Her cheeks had begun to burn vividly.

Seeing Kagome's reaction, Inuyasha leaned closer toward the girl to listen to whatever she was saying. "Huh..?"

Her crimson cheeks burned further and she blinked rapidly a couple of times.

"What's your name?" She'd heard 'Inuyasha' purr to her. She melted, her body gave way and her hands reached out to cup over his cheeks.

Instantly, Inuyasha's cheeks burned like a fire, and felt hot like one. He stared at her amethyst pools and got lost in them. When he had come to realize, his lips were towering over the girl's. But by the time he'd realized this, the girl had drifted back into unconciousness.

"Master," Myoga called to Inuyasha as he held the door open for him.

"Thanks." With that, Inuyasha entered his house (more like a mansion) with the sleeping girl in his arms.

"Sir, which room would you like me to set up for the lady?" A maid had inquired upon seeing him carry a female in his arms.

"Set up the guest room that is beside my room, Yura."

"Yes, Sir." And with that Yura left to prepare the guest room Inuyasha had solicited.

Inuyasha figured that he should at least give the girl a decent bath before allowing her to go to sleep. At least if he had passed out like she had and vomited like she had, he would've liked for his friends to clean him up before they let him sleep in his bed.

'She's a total stranger to you... Maybe she will feel disrespected.' He mused. 'But I bet she wouldn't like to go to bed dirty.'

"Keh'," he responded to his own thoughts, pulling a bath robe from his closet.

"Sir, the guest room is prepared for the lady," Yura, who had walked into Inuyasha's room declared.

"Come help me put this girl into the robe so she can take a bath," Inuyasha ordered.

"But Sir, she's asleep."

"I know. Help me anyways," he ordered while untying the hairband that held Kagome's hair up. "You undress her and put her in the robe." With that, Inuyasha turned around, just to respect the girl.

As Yura undressed her, Kagome stirred, barely opening her eyes to see what was going on.

"Don't worry, Miss. You'll be fine, I'm just getting you ready for a bath, don't worry," Yura reassured the girl, hoping she wouldn't freak out.

"Okay," was all Kagome could manage to say before closing her eyes once more.

"Sir, she's robed."

"Thanks. You can leave now, Yura. I'll take care of her."

"But, Sir-" Yura had protested.

"I'll take proper care of her Yura. You can go now." Inuyasha watched Yura leave his room. He then turned toward the sleeping girl and reached out to touch her arm.

"Hey, can you wake up for a bit? I'll clean you up..." he softly spoke. In rerturn, Kagome had only nodded.

"I'll take that as an 'I'm concious' then," Inuyasha responded as he picked her up once more and lead the girl toward his bathtub. "Hope you like warm water," he softly spoke, eying the girl oddly. There was something in her...

So there it is! I hope you all enjoy it! Please review. : )

-Jennor