It is Friday, after all.

Hey, there, you guys.

I'm not misterious at all, didn't even give you time to miss me ^^'

So. This one is silly. Very. Because, honestly, I'm in need of silly right now.

Real life drama plus the fact that I just finished the Hunger Games books made me starve for something light in my life. I'm mourning that I will no longer read about Peeta (I love him, ok? Our love is real), I'm trying to figure my life out, trying to figure out the strange, strange people around me so, honestly, I need a break. And this is it.

I hope you guys like it. Another translation, and this is even older than Avassaladora (the story that later became Overpowering).

To sum it up, expect nothing very complicated. This is light, for fun, it doesn't strive to be a lot.

It's a trilogy. So let me know if you guys want to read the next two chapters. They are all going to be very short and, hopefully, sweet. No drama.

Much love,

Nat'

"Can I call you tomorrow?" The strong voice sounded smooth and low in the brunette's ears, making her shiver slightly.

"Oh, sure! I'll be in the office all day long, but you can call me. I'll find a way to answer you." She smiled, too excited for her own taste. "Well, good night, then. Thanks for dinner, it was great." She smiled at him yet one more time and stepped out of his car.

Kagome took a deep breath and felt the chilly night air fill her lungs. She wasn't used to getting home so late at night, but the new habit was growing on her. It was the fourth time this week. She would get home well past midnight, get a few poor hours of sleep and could not focus on work anymore. Then she would go back home, take a nap and then wake up to start getting ready for her date with Inuyasha.

She met the ridiculously good looking man almost two weeks ago, and could not shake him. He was always on her mind. She had spent hours and hours imagining how it would feel to kiss him, to feel his body against hers without all the clothing in the way.

She walked to her building door. Opening her purse, she started looking for her keys, trying not to think about his hair. Or his lips. Or his hands. Jesus, his hands!

Well, it wasn't such a big purse, and there weren't so many things inside it, so the keys couldn't have just vanished.

"Where in the hell..." She muttered to herself, trying to look further inside her purse. She heard a metal clinging sound right by her left ear. A strong, big, manly hand was holding her Eiffel Tower key chain.

"I think this is yours" said the owner of the hands. Looking at his face, her insides tingled when she found his eyes, planted on hers. "You can't get home without these, now, can you?"

He was smiling. He never smiled to others, she noticed. But she could have a little collection of his smiles by now.

"No, I guess not." She smiled again, trying her best not to liquify right there on her porch at almost four in the morning.

He kept looking at her. Like he was trying to coax something out of her. She didn't know what it was. If she knew, she would give it to him. Like that.

She wasn't used to having guys looking at her the way he was. She didn't know how to act on these circumstances. Kagura was the one who had the guys drooling over her. She was usually just the funny friend.

"Do you wanna come up, to have some ice cream or something?"

"Yes, I'd like some ice cream." It didn't take him a second to reply.

Well. Inviting virtual strangers to her apartment in the dead of the night sure wasn't standard dating procedure, she imagined.

She unlocked the door and they got in.

It was a small building, but she had an elevator, thank God.

She pressed the button and smiled at him again, when she found him inspecting her face.

"I told you you have great eyes, right?"

Her eyes were brown. Nothing great in that. But the blushed all the same.

"Just yesterday. Today you didn't."

"Well." The elevator dinged, indicating it was ready to take them up to her floor and the doors slid open. "You do."

She felt the strong arm circling her waist and bring her closer to his body, hugging her and pushing her inside the elevator with his body. When her back met the cold wall, she felt lips being pressed over her own, and then boom. All hell broke loose.

She was kissing a man inside her elevator. If Mrs. Brooey, from next door, were to get in now, she would be scandalized.

Well, Mrs. Brooey was certainly asleep now, so. Kiss away she would.

Without seeing what she was doing, she stretched her arm to press the button that would make the car move up to her floor. That made her lose her balance from her high heels (the only reason she didn't have to cramp her neck to look at him).

He was the perfect hot stud and prevented her fall by pressing his body to hers a little more tightly. What a gentleman.

The elevator dinged again right when he was in the middle of squeezing the flesh of her hip with one hand and pulling her face to him by her hair with the other, and she opened her eyes in time to see the doors sliding to reveal her dark hallway.

He turned her and pushed her out with his body, making a sound that seemed an awful lot like a growl.

She was never happier to live in the apartment right in front of the elevator.

Raising the hand that was holding the keys, she fumbled with them for like a second before he snatched them from her.

Maybe he didn't expect to find so many keys.

He tried one, two and then a third one.

"Fuck, how many keys do you have in here?"

"Give me."

She meant the keys, but maybe he understood she wanted another scorching, soul weakening, blood boiling kiss, because he gave her that too.

Kagome, still in Hot Lust Land, found the key with a ring on it's base, where she could insert her finger. After a few tries, she managed to unlock the door.

He pushed it wide open and than walked in, pressing her against her wall, banging the door closed the second the found themselves in.

She knew this was risky. She knew this was all wrong, that she was supposed to play it cool, to make him wait a little more, to be the hard to catch girl so he wouldn't think she was an easy bang. But damn, that felt so good. And she was so tired of being the good girl. She wanted to be the fun girl, for once. Even if he thought she was an easy lay and vanished, at least she would have a steamy story to tell.

But God, please, don't let him vanish after this.

She knew what her mother would say if she saw her right now, pressed against the wall like a floozy, with a gorgeous man squeezing her thighs and lifting her dress.

"Kagome! You must be out of your mind! Bringing a man you barely know inside your home! Where is all the education I gave you?! Oh, your father would have a heart attack!"

But, again, she found herself not caring in the least. Not about what her mother would say, or her neighbors, or anybody. She was having such a good time.

All she cared about was Inuyasha, with his lips attached to hers, walking blindly around, apparently looking for her bedroom.

When they hit a wall for the third time, she decided to help him, turned them to the right and walked backwards, to her bedroom door.

She almost felt bad when her back hit the mattress and his hands pushed her dress up.

Almost. Because the hands were so strong and soft, and his lips felt so good against hers that the bad feeling flew right out the window.

Suddenly, her phone started ringing inside the purse she had dropped by the bed, making her jump.

"Oh, no, no, no, please don't answer that" he asked, his lips landing on her neck.

Well, it was three thirty in the morning. Maybe it was an emergency.

So she pushed him aside slightly. Getting her purse from the floor, she fished her phone out. It had stopped ringing by the time she found it.

"Who was it?" He asked, pushing her coat away from her shoulders so he could kiss them.

"My mom..." Should she call back? It was pretty late.

But then again, her mom was a night owl. She sometimes left messages for her to hear in the morning.

She sighed, in doubt of what to do, and looked at him.

"Oh, no. I know what you're thinking, and the answer is no. I'm not leaving." He got close to her again and gave her a peck on the lips. "We were just getting started... I don't like to start something and not finish it."

He kissed her ear and finished the discussion that hadn't really started.

What was she to do? What was a poor, lonely girl to do in a situation like that?

Exactly. She wiggled her feet to make the shoes fall from them and held him to her, kissing him back and letting her mind wander.

Because it wasn't everyday she had such a handsome man in there with her, willing to satisfy all her needs, not just thinking about his own.

Oh, he was so not just thinking about his own needs.

She pulled the black shirt he was wearing to herself, like she wanted it to shred and come off of him.

"Don't do that, or I'll fall in love with you..." He said against her lips.

Her phone started to scream again, making her let go of his shirt and touch the mattress around her, looking for the device.

He got the phone before she had the chance, and was startled when she took the phone and pushed him away from her, making him fall from her bed, on the floor.

"Oh my God! I'm so sorry!" She looked down at him, sitting by her bed. "It's my mom again."

"I know, I saw." He got up and sat bak on the bed while she picked up.

"Hey mom."

"Oh, honey! I didn't wake you up, right? I was going to leave another message."

"No, I was already up."

"Why are you out of breath?"

"I'm not out of breath."

Inuyasha chuckled.

"Are you just getting home?

God. Of all the times for her mom to get insomnia.

"Um, actually I'm not at home right now, mom."

"Oh? Where are you?"

She looked at Inuyasha, looking her as if he were a lion and she was his prey. She shivered when he touched his nose to her neck, forcing her to lie down on the mattress. "I'm out dancing."

"Oh, dancing! That's so nice! You've been so stressed because of work lately! I'm so glad you're having fun!"

"I am, mom, I'm having fun."

"That's enough now. Say goodnight to mom and give me attention." He whispered in her free ear.

"I'm gonna go, mom, ok? My friends are waving me over."

"Oh, yes, yes, ok angel! Go dance your troubles away!"

"Don't worry, 'mom'..." Inuyasha whispered, getting the phone from her and hitting 'End'. "We'll dance a lot."

.:.

Kagome threw herself on her chair. She's been up for a ridiculously short amount of time, and was still exhausted from last night, so she was basically running on auto pilot.

Sango walked into her office, accompanied by Rin. The former was holding a big cup of coffee.

"Seriously, why are you so tired?"

Kagome raised her eyes and looked at her friend, who was now sitting in front of her, looking at her with a naughty smile on her lips.

"What have you been doing the whole night to be this worn out, huh?"

"Oh..." She sighed and tried hard to keep the stupid smile from gracing her lips. She also tired no to remember the white smile and the six pack that belonged to the lawyer that had woken up with his heavy arm securing her to him. "I was..."

Flashes of the night the two of them spent together came to the front of her mind.

"I've been dancing."

"Oh, dancing! Who with?" Rin closed the file cabinet she has been going through and turned to the two friends.

"Inuyasha."

"Oh, Sesshoumaru's brother?" Rin frowned, surprised. She sat by Sango's side in front of her desk.

"Yes, him." Kagome took a big gulp of the coffee, instantly regretting as the hot liquid burned her throat a little.

"You met him last week, right? At my birthday party?"

"Yes." Kagome answered quickly, trying to feel ashamed of the fact that she didn't feel ashamed for engaging in such a tempestuous night with someone she met not even two weeks ago.

"Huh. He's never been that much of a dancer. I've danced with him a couple of times, I do not look forward to repeating the experience," said Rin.

"Oh, believe me, sweetie." Kagome lowered the cup and sighed heavily, biting her lips, blushing and trying to contain her grin. Rin and Sango both raised her brows. "He's an exceptional dancer."

More to come. More to come? You tell me.