Disclaimer: Sadly, Inuyasha and company don't belong to me.

Story Summary: Kagome is a member of the drama club and they are hosting a play. But it's no ordinary play when Shippo, the club president, invited his two silver-haired cousins to be part in it. One is an international superstar while the other is a business tycoon. Everything started out fine, then chaos ensued, and Kagome is caught in the middle of it.

Title: Heaven Knows

Chapter 1


"Uh…Kagome…"

"What?!"

"Well, um…you see…Kagome…that man over there…That's, um…that's…"

"What are you talking about, Sango?"

A glance. A pause.

"Oh, you've – "


Xxx Earlier that day xxX

" – got to be kidding me, Kags?" Sango stared incredulously at the slumped form of her roommate before her. With a chuckle and a slight shake of her head, she reached out her right hand and gently shook the sleeping girl, "Really, Kagome. I just left you for five minutes and you fall asleep…"

No response.

Sango raised a brow, and shook harder. "Kagome, wake up!"

Still no response.

Sango sighed, there was no point waking Kagome up when the girl decided to sleep in. With a shrug, she left the kitchen and sat heavily on the couch, where Miroku was sitting, watching tv, "I guess the two of us are going ahead."

"What's wrong with Kagome?" Miroku asked.

"In the kitchen," Sango replied dryly. When Miroku gave her a confused look she supplied, "Sleeping."

"Oh," Miroku blinked and let out a chuckle, "Figures. Well then," He slapped his hands on his knees before getting up, "Shall we wake her highness up?"

Sango snorted, "I already tried. She won't budge."

Miroku stared at her for a moment before walking towards the kitchen. "Maybe you didn't try hard enough, hm?"

Sango sighed but followed Miroku, "Well, Miroku, why don't you try?" She crossed her arms, "Just don't come crying to me if you fail."

"Of course," he gave her a sly grin. He's been meaning to try this for sometime now. Cracking his knuckles, he grinned at Sango one last time then turned to Kagome.

Sango rolled her eyes. Oh, she knew what he was about to do. Not that she approved of it, she usually knocked his head off if he did what he was about to do right now. However, if this was the only way to get Kagome to get up, maybe she'll let him slip this one time. He'd get his punishment anyway…just not from her.

"Here it goes," Miroku mumbled excitedly. Then, as Sango predicted, his right hand, in a blur, went and groped Kagome's bottom.

Sango's lips twitched at Miroku's dreamy expression. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?

Miroku sighed dreamily, "You have no idea."

Opportunistic bastard…

XxxxX

"Oi, Ah, Un! What the hell's taking Fluffers so long!?"

"About that, Inuyasha-sama," Ah cleared his throat and Un finished, "Sesshoumaru-sama is still in his room."

"Eh?" Inuyasha blinked. "What do you mean?"

When the twins didn't respond and looked everywhere but him, he knew something was wrong. He let out a groan when he realized what the twins were not telling him. "I thought I told both of you to wake him up! I thought he told you to wake him up!"

This time, they looked straight to his eyes as if saying, 'you think we have a death wish?', "Inuyasha-sama, I set his alarm at the usual time he does on weekdays, 7," Ah started.

"However, it seemed that Sesshoumaru-sama managed to sleep through it," Un completed.

Inuyasha's left brow twitched, "How many did you set?"

"Three," Ah and Un said in unison.

"How the hell did he manage to sleep through those?!"

The twins shrugged. "It's not really that surprising."

Damn it! He glanced at his watch: half past 9. They were already half an hour late. note: Inuyasha also woke up late "Shippo is not gonna like this," he mumbled then paused, his face twisting in disgust when he took in what he said, "Keh. I don't care what that runt thinks."

What you gon' do with all that junk? All that junk inside your trunk? I'ma get, get, get, get, you drunk, Get you love drunk off my humps.

Yeah, he didn't give a damn what Shippo thinks.

My humps, my humps, my humps, my humps, my humps, my humps, my humps, my humps, my lovely little lumps. (Check it out)

"Inuyasha-sama."

"What?"

"You're phone's ringing."

"Oh, thanks," Inuyasha fished his cellphone from his pocket, and flipped it open, "Yeah?"

"Where the hell are you?!"

Speak of the devil.

"Yo, Ship, how's it doing?"

"Don't give me that crap, Inuyasha!" Shippo yelled on the other end, "You were supposed to be here 30 minutes ago! Where the hell are you?!"

Inuyasha, even when the phone was a good foot away from his ears, amazingly heard everything clearly, "Home," he answered offhandedly.

There was a moments silence but he swore he heard cursing coming from the other line. "What are you still doing there?!"

"Apparently, Fluffers decided he wanted to be Sleeping Beauty today," He grumbled.

"Well, wake him up!"

"Are you shitting me? There's no way I'm gonna do that! You know what his like when you dis–"

"I don't care. Just wake him up and be here in 15 minutes." Click.

"What the f…," Inuyasha stared at his phone in disbelief, "How dare that rant order me then hang up! Who does he think he is?"

He scowled. What the hell was he supposed to do now? Maybe he should just leave without Sesshoumaru? Shippo definitely would not like that, then again he didn't really care what Shippo thinks…and between Shippo and his brother's wrath? He'd take Shippo hands down. No arguments there. There was no way he was going to get beaten up…again.

"Should I ready the car now, Inuyasha-sama?" Ah inquired.

"Yeah, yeah," Inuyasha nodded, "Wait for me outside."

"Where are you going, Inuyasha-sama?" Un asked.

"Keh," Inuyasha grunted, "To give Sleeping Beauty a morning call," and walked off towards the stairs, "Shippo is going to owe me big for this."

"Then we bid you the best of luck, Inuyasha-sama," the twins said before going their separate ways to do their respective chores.

"Keh. Where the hell is Rin when you need her?"

XxxxX

"Stop poking it!"

"But it hurts."

"It's hurting because your poking it! So stop poking it!"

Miroku pouted but listened to Sango and placed his hands at his sides. "It still hurts."

Sango let out an exasperated groan, "God, Miroku, stop whining. This isn't the first time someone hit you."

"Yeah but this is the first time someone hit me and broke my nose," Miroku mumbled quietly that Sango almost didn't hear him.

But Sango did hear him and when it dawned to her what he had said, she snorted and covered her mouth with both her hands to refrain from laughing.

Xxx 1 and a half hour ago xxX

Sango's eyes twitched rather dangerously. She was not a hot-tempered person. No. She was calm, considerate and patient, who always thinks before she acts. She had always been proud of her self-control. When her brother broke her bicycle, she didn't get angry at him. Disappointed? Yes. Angry? No. Instead of yelling like others would normally do if their sibling broke their only means of transportation around the university campus, she just told him, calmly, that he should be more careful next time especially when borrowing other people's things.

So why was it that the man in front of her does nothing but anger her?

Miroku was deeply immersed in his own fantasy world that he failed to notice his companion's silent rage. He bit his lower lip and smiled. He didn't know Kagome had such a nice ass. Hmm. What if he placed his other hand…He slowly raised his left hand…

Sango's self-control snapped. Ok, that's it. He's a dead man! She moved forward and was about to strangle him when…an elbow connected to Miroku's nose in a sickening crack.

WHAM!

XxxxX

She felt someone watching her and turned to Miroku, who was glaring daggers at her. How cute, he's angry. She snorted again and Miroku's glare intensified. She cleared her throat and tried to regain her composure to no avail, "What?"

"Stop laughing."

"I wasn't."

"You were about to."

He was right. There's no point lying anyway, "What's wrong with that?"

"Nothing, but it's wrong when you're laughing at the expense of someone especially whenthat someone is right beside you and is hurting."

That did it. She couldn't take it anymore and burst out laughing.

"Sango!" He whined but she didn't pay him any attention. It wasn't broken really, his nose though it certainly felt like it, but his nose bridge was now adorned with a small gash underneath the band-aid that Sango had insisted on putting earlier. And all this because of Kagome, who probably was still sleeping quite peacefully with her head on the dining table, in her and Sango's shared apartment. He slumped further into his seat. It really hurt his ego when Kagome managed to injure his beloved nose all the while sleeping. She could at least had the decency to wake up.

"Miroku?" A new voice piped in, "What are you doing here?"

Miroku extended his neck until the back of his head rested against the edge of the cushioned backseat. His purple orbs met green ones that belonged to a certain fiery haired friend. "Oh, hello, Shippo," he greeted cheerily.

Shippo's brows furrowed, "You didn't answer my question."

"Whoa!" Miroku raised both his hands in the air. He straightened and twisted his body to look at Shippo without straining his neck, "Touchy, aren't we?," he remarked, teasingly.

Shippo scowled.

Miroku grinned mischievously, unaffected by the younger man's foul mood. He had faced much…much more intimidating personas in his line of work and just happened to be employed under the most intimidating person he had the pleasure of meeting. And young Shippo still had a very long way to go, "I swear you're beginning to act like your dear cousin Maru when he's really annoyed at something."

"If he hears you call him that, I'm sure it will be directed at you," Shippo growled back.

Miroku smiled knowingly.

Shippo glared at him.

Someone clearing their throat broke the two men's attention from each other and to the other forgotten occupant of the room. Sango, who apparently had already stopped laughing, was not too pleased at being ignored.

Miroku placed a hand at the back of his neck, "Sorry."

Shippo's eyes widened in surprise. He looked from Sango to Miroku, then back to Sango again, "You two know each other?"

Miroku grinned lopsidedly.

Sango rolled her eyes at Miroku, "Sort of."

Shippo blinked.

Sango bit back a groan. She really didn't want to tell him yet…sigh…Oh, well… "Shippo, meet my boyfriend."

A few seconds passed…

…during which Shippo tried to process what Sango had said…

Did he hear her right?

"What?!" Shippo bellowed, disbelief clearly written on his face.

Sango cringed at the volume of his voice, "Calm down, Ship."

"Since when?"

"A month ago."

So that's why Miroku has been coming around more often lately. Shippo's jaw opened slightly, "You…how…what?"

Sango sighed again. She's been doing a lot of that today.

"I'd be happy to fill you in on that one, Shippo," Miroku started, his voice perceptibly more cheerful than usual.

Sango's and Shippo's eyes widened in alarm. Hell no

Both knew Miroku too well to know that the lech had the tendency to exaggerate…things…

"You know what? I don't even want to know."

"But…" Miroku looked disappointed. He truly wanted to tell him how he and Sango met.

Sango silently thanked the red head and quickly strayed the conversation away from her implausible relationship with Miroku, "So, uh, Ship, I thought the audition was going to start at 9?"

"It was supposed to start at 9," Shippo said in a flat tone.

Wow, he's really in a bad mood, Sango thought.

Shippo ran a hand through his hair, and dropped at the empty seat beside Sango. "But our esteemed guests had a bit of trouble waking up."

Sango's brows went up, her mind drifting to her roommate. Talk about coincidence...

"Oh," Miroku mused silently, then brought his fist down his palm as he realized something, "Today's Sunday, right?"

"Uh, yeah," Sango answered, wondering why Miroku suddenly asked the day of the week.

"Oh, I see," Miroku chuckled.

"Eh?" Sango blinked, confused. She turned to Shippo, who looked mildly surprised.

What was going on here?

"Oh, shit."

-tbc-


note: Don't mind the typos and the grammar . ... This is my first Inuyasha pic so be nice everyone..heh..I actually prefer reading fics especially about a certain miko and a sexy demon lord than writing one since I don't think I have any talent in it but this damn story keeps on playing inside my head and is begging to be written down..So here it is, I finally wrote it down to keep my sanity in check...I hope you enjoy it!

And I know that Kagome and Sesshoumaru didn't have that much part in this chapter. But that will be solved in the next one...If there is any...