Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha

A little KagomeXTatsuo action for those who are in love with the pairing from my more popular story, "Inferno."

Chapter 1: Utter Doom

"Sango, do you really think all of this is necessary? I wouldn't wear this on the hottest day." Dangled from the tips of Kagome's fingers was a bright red one-piece. Although by how many cuts were put into the design it may have just been a piece of frabric held together by a series of thin strings.

"Oh can it, Kagome you're being a prude! You have an amazing body. Perky boobs, soft curves, a cute butt, and blue eyes that any girl would kill to have! Why you don't want to show off these assets I have no clue," Sango shook her head and took the bathing suit from Kagome's hands to place it back on the rack.

"Geez Sango you act like I dress like a nun every other day of the week! How can you sit here and tell me that this isn't cute?!" Gesturing down to her outfit, Kagome twirled in place, her black and white maxi skirt fluttering around her.

Sango nodded in agreement. Yes her friend did dress nicely, there wasn''t a problem there. With her hair up in the purposefully messy bun, her top fit snugly in a billowy black crop top showing a peak of her toned stomach, and paired with a black and white striped maxi skirt Kagome wasn't failing in the fashion department.

"Yes Kagome, your outfit was cute and if I were gay or a man I would totally want to hit it. Even now I'm entertaning the idea but for what we want to accomplish we're going to have to get a little more wild and crazy with your clothes! Take this," Sango reached into the rack and pulled out a black spandex romper that stopped just short of the butt and had a low rhinestone-studded bustier. "This is what you wear when you're trying to show a man just how much he hurt you and just what he's leaving behind."

Kagome sighed, her demeanor deflating and good mood crumbling. "Sango, there's no 'we' in this, only you. You want me to dress like this so Inuyasha will feel like crap. Not me. In the end, it will still be me feeling like crap because it won't bring Inuyasha back."

Sango thrusted the clothes into Kagome's arm. Looking straight into her eyes, Sango wouldn't back down. "Who says that it won't?"

Kagome narrowed her eyes, pushing the clothes back towards Sango. "Who says I even want him back? What he did, I'm still healing from. To bring that garbage back into my life just as I as beginning to heal...that's the worst idea."

Sango stared at Kagome for a few, agonizingly quiet minutes. Throwing the romper into the cart, Sango smiled evily. "All the more reason to do this. If you don't want him back, then you can make him suffer."

"But Sango! You know what they say! An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind. I'm much happier leaving Inuyasha alone and moving on with my life."

Sango stopped moving. Turning to her friend with all traces of playfullness left her face, her expression turned grim as a frown tugged at her glossy lips.

"Kagome, Inuyasha did more damage than you think when he left you. You became a shell of your formal self. You no longer wanted to hang out with me or any of our other friends. You holed yourself up in your apartment crying yourself to sleep and near death! You were underweight by 20 pounds! And then when I was finally able to at least get you out of the house, that inflated egotistical jerk strutted back into your life like he owned it with a new girlfriend on his arm! And that's not even the worse part!"

Kagome looked down, a feeble attempt to hide her watering eyes as the memories came rushing back stuck on a sick loop of heartache and pain.

"He had the audacity to compare you to her! Every chance he got, every time he was around you! Calling you out of your name, treating you like trash, and all because what?! You looked like that bimbo? Like it was your fault? As if you were trying to be her? Neither Inuyasha nor Kikyou know you from a damn hole in the ground!"

"Ma'm...is everything ok?"

Sango, huffing angrily turned to the slightly shaken employee. Not releazing her voice had raised to impressively loud levels she had attracted the attention of nearly the entire store.

"I'm sorry...I just...me and my friend were having a discussion and I got...emotional." Sango crossed her arms, quickly feeling bad for bringing this unwanted attention onto her friend, who by this point was shedding endless tears and clutching hard onto the strap of her purse.

"Ok ma'm well just keep it down. The other customers are trying to shop in peace," the employee stated.

Sango waved him away. "Yeah, yeah I'll quiet down."

The employee left the two in a strained silence soon interrupted by the sounds of the customers around them resuming their shopping and Kagome's sniffles.

"Look," Sango pulled Kagome into a hug. "I'm not saying this to make you upset. Moreso to make you realize that this guy caused you emotional turmoil that led to you hurting yourself physically and mentally. I'm not saying we go full out Kill Bill on his ass but don't you think it's at least worth it to show him that you're not some toy you can play with, mistreat, and then throw away when you're not needed?"

Kagome hesitated, before pulling back and giving a small nod. "I guess I see what you're saying..."

"Good. Let's make a deal. How about I pick out your clothes for the week. All you have to do is wear everything I've gotten you. You won't have to do anything other than be yourself." Smiling brightly Sango waited in building anticipation for her best friend's answer.

Kagome pondered her friend's words. It was true that she wasn't one for confrontation but Inuyasha had scarred her more than she would like to admit. While she didn't want to stoop to his level, a small part of her screamed for payback, for atonement for his cruel actions against her.

'If wearing these clothes will give me that satisfaction, who am I to deny it?'

"Ok...I'll do it..."

"Yes!"

"But!" Kagome placed a hand on Sango's forehead, stopping her friend's failed attempt to cabbage patch.

"How is changing my wardrobe going to get back at Inuyasha? Even if he's still remotely attracted me, I don't see how this is going to get me any type of vengeance? It seems a bit shallow..."

"That's where I come in. Just sit back, relax, wear the clothes, and let momma Sango take care of the rest!" Clapping her hands together, Sango sped out of the swimwear section of the store and straight into the one for Ladie's underwear and lingerie.

Slapping a hand on her forehead, Kagome could only give in and trudge after her crazy best friend, who at this point had thrown in a colorful array of stockings, bustiers, bras, thongs, and-was that edible underwear!?

"This is gonna be interesting..."

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"Is there a reason you invited him again?"

Miroku sighed, he should have known. There was no way he could have put those two anywhere near each other without some type of disastrous results or backlash. At this point it was much easier to dodge mines in a field than it was to get Tatsuo in close proximity to Inuyasha.

"I'm sorry Tatsuo, but Inuyasha is my best friend and we do this trip every year! It would be wrong for me to not invite him."

Tatsuo's frowned deepened. "It would be wrong to even talk to the guy. I don't understand how you can even be around him." He began throwing his clothes into his suitcase, not caring about how they were placed as he let his anger take over.

"Look man, I know you don't like the guy but what he did has nothing to do with you-"

Tatsuo whirled around, "That's not the point and you know it. Inuyasha is the type of guy I grew up hating. And to hear how he treated his last girlfriend disgusts me. Especially since you know how close me and Kagome were. Then having the nerve to brag about it with his snobby ass girlfriend right in front of my face, laughing as if it was actually funny? He disgusts me and I wish I wouldn't have to spend a week in his presence." He stormed over to the bathroom.

Inuyasha was definitely a sore subject. While Miroku still claimed him, it was hard to ignore the signs of his friend's obnoxious and rude behavior as of late. He wanted to defend him, he really did, but it was hard when another one of your close friends was the recipient of such callous actions.

Miroku only shook his head and took a seat on Tatsuo's bed. "I know how you feel especially after what you've been through in your situation."

"My situation?" Tatsuo's voice echoed from the bathroom as he peaked his outside of the door.

"Your mom, man."

"Which is why I harbor even more disgust for Inuyasha."

Within their circle of friends it was no secret the horrors that Tatsuo's mom went through with her husband. She was the victim of constant cheating, lies, emotional abuse, physical abuse, and isolation all at the hands of Tatsuo's dad, Dae-Su who he tried his hardest not to be like. His mom, Su-Yung had to be one of the most beautiful, sweetest, gentlest, full-of-life woman that Miroku had ever known.

Truth be told, it was Su-Yung who had created the taste of older women in Miroku. But to see that vibrant woman be turned into a scared, scittish, weak, and broken human being had to be one of life's great tragedies in his opinion.

Both Tatsuo and his mom had never been the same, even after the arrest of his father on charges of domestic violence and armed robbery.

Even though Dae-Su was no longer around, Tatsuo and his mom had struggled to repair the pieces of their broken family.

"I know. But Inuyasha is still my friend. Even though I'm just as disgusted he's also already paid for his portion of the trip. Who am I to say he can't go anymore, and when he can't get a refund?"

Tatsuo departed from the bathroom to lean on the doorway. Running his hands through hair, he couldn't bring himself to speak. His previous anger transitioning into reluctant acceptance.

"All I'm saying is to just avoid Inuyasha as much as you can. I would like for both of you to be there and if the only way I can get you both to go is for you two to spend as little time together as possible, then I'm willing to do that," Miroku pleaded. Tatsuo and Inuyasha were very close to him even though Tatsuo had been gone for the past few years. Putting his mother through rehabilitation was very hard for Tatsuo considering he was the only one with the resources willing to help.

"Ok, ok," Tatsuo said. "Just tell me one thing, the girls are still coming too right?"

Miroku nodded, a bright smile flashing across his face. "Oh definitely, I'm so excited to Sango again. And getting the chance to see her a tiny bikini? Priceless."

"Mhm, and tell me isn't Kagome her best friend?"

"Yeah...and?"

"Miroku," Tatsuo sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose in exasperation. "Dude, they're best friends and I'm sure before Inuyasha dumped Kagome she used to go every year too..Put two and two together and..."

Miroku's eyes widened as he jumped up, the enormity of the situation finally upon him. "Oh man! I thought having you and Inuyasha on this trip together was bad but him and Kagome?! This is going to be a disaster! The last time they were around each other, Inuyasha nearly destroyed the girl! I can't put Kagome through this!"

"Yeah but just like with Inuyasha, I'm sure she's arleady put in a deposit. We leave for the trip tomorrow." Tatsuo pushed himself away from the doorway to finish loading his last suitcase.

"There's only two words that could possibly describe what is getting ready to be thrust upon us." Miroku threw himself back down on Tatsuo's bed, throwing his arms over his eyes as he laid back.

"Utter Doom."

A/N: Don't worry, for those who are reading Inferno, it is still in the works. That story was taking a lot longer to complete than what I originally thought.