"Thank you Miss Kadae" Kagome's voice barely contained her glee. "I'm incredibly excited to be working on this project with you" There was a long pause and Miroku strained to hear anything that the woman on the other end of the phone said. Gleaning nothing but a strain of indistinguishable vowel sounds, he gave up on eavesdropping and just watched his best and oldest friend silently jump and down from excitement while her voice conveyed none of her over enthusiasm. "thank you mam, I'll be there on Monday" and with that Kagome hung up the phone, and began shrieking. Cringing, Miroku stood up,

"Whoa there girl," He laughed, attempting to calm her down enough to confirm his suspicions. Kagome proceeded to jump around dancing for another minute before calming down enough to talk. "So I take it you got the job?" Miroku asked not really needing to hear the answer.

"No," Kagome quipped sarcastically, "An award winning effects makeup artist just called to ask where she could get the best sushi in the area." She glared at her childhood friend. Kagome had met Miroku on the first day of kindergarten. She had been afraid to start school afraid that no one would like her. Miroku had confidently strode up and asked her to be his friend. Knowing that she had a friend, made it easier for her to pry her arms from around her mothers leg and join the rest of the class on the playground. Since then Miroku had been her closest friend. They'd seen each other through relationships and break ups, good and bad. Despite the fact that Miroku was a huge pervert, she loved him like he was her brother, and truly treated him as such. Kagome threw a hard punch in to Miroku's arm. "Of course I got the job dumbass."

"We should celebrate," Miroku shot a glare, while rubbing the spot on this arm.

"Hell yeah!" Kagome yelled "First round's on you, Perv"

Inuyasha woke up with a groan. Too hung-over, he thought. He rolled over in his king sized bed to stare at the clock. "Way too early," he groaned aloud. He heard his front door open and the click clack of heals. "Go away," he yelled causing his own ears to ring. He had just flopped back onto his pillow and pulled the covers up over his head, when he heard his personal assistant enter his bedroom. He felt the covers jerked off his body, and suddenly shrieked a very unmanly shriek as a cold pitcher of water was unceremoniously poured over his head. "God Damn you Sango!" He leapt from his bed soaked, his dark hair dripping all over the floor. He looked up expecting to see Sango at least smiling at her little joke but instead saw her death glare, a look he knew wasn't good. Without saying a word she threw a shirt and pair of pants at him before striding angrily out of the room.

"Shit," Inuyasha swore pulling his clothes on before following Sango into the kitchen. On his way through the living room he saw the remnants of last nights party and cringed at his hangover again. Three empty bottles of champagne and an empty tequila bottle with three shot classes scattered the minimalist white living room, not to mention the broken window the upturned vase and the several scattered pieces of clothing, mostly his, but including a pair of women's panties hanging from the modern chandelier and the bra that was hanging on the door frame leading to his bedroom. Bits and pieces of the night before started coming back to him. "That's right," he smirked "the Russian gymnasts." He took a deep breath, and smelled coffee. With more energy than he though he had, he darted to the kitchen to see Sango sitting at the table, with two cups of coffee, and the morning papers. She was still shooting him her death glare, and once he saw the papers he knew what she was so mad about. Headlines in the gossip and entertainment sections, all about him. "Inuyasha Takahashi, all coked out?" was on the first one with a highly unflattering picture of him. "Inuyasha Takahashi, the father of my baby." With a picture of a woman he'd never seen before, and finally "Inuyasha Takahashi's tryst with the Russian Gymnastics team" with a picture of him leaving an after hours club with the women from the night before.

Inuyasha took a sip of his coffee "At least only one of those headlines is true." Sango slammed her hand on the table,

"That doesn't matter," she yelled "Do you really think you're going to keep your endorsements if you keep up with this childish shit. Not to mention the fact that this crap has cost you at least two parts that I know of." Inuyasha slumped, it was true. Directors just didn't want to take a shot working with the film industry's bad-boy. He was in a career slump and he knew it. He was starting to worry a little bit. He was pulling on this new movie to revitalize his career. A sort of action/adventure piece set in feudal Japan, called "The Well" more than that he didn't know though. He hadn't bothered to read the script. Sango's voice softened, "I know it's been hard. Believe me I know bad break-ups," Inuyasha refused to look at her so she reached across the table to take his hand comfortingly. "Kikyo was a bitch. You caught her in your bed with her agent. It doesn't get much worse than that." Sango paused to give Inuyasha a little time to process before saying "You did the right thing breaking it off with her, but this crazy rebound party shit has got to stop." He simply grunted, feeling that was enough to tell her that he heard.

"We start production on Monday, right?" He asked changing the subject. "I haven't read the script yet."

"I know," Sango smirked handing him a brand new copy of the script.

"Thanks," Inuyasha rolled his eyes. "I'll read this today."

"You'd better." Sango rose to leave. "There are a lot of things I can do for you, but that acting shit is not one of them." She walked out of the kitchen, gathering her things and making it to the door before saying, "Oh yeah, I have some bad news for you."

"What's that?" Inuyasha asked sipping his coffee and opening the script.

"The actress playing your romantic interest in the movie backed out at the last minute."

"And?" Inuyasha asked, knowing in his gut what Sango was about to say.

"Kikyo has been cast in her place."

This is my first real attempt at a fanfic. I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. I know Kagome wasn't really in it very much but believe me, she will be. I'm open to constructive criticism , but please just don't hate cause you think it's funny. I'm doing this to attempt to improve my writing. Hopefully I'll get the next chapter up by tonight or tomorrow. Thanks for taking the time to read my story.

~ChaCha