Five Months Ago

"Hey Kagome! Having fun?" a voice yelled to Kagome over the pulsating music.

"Oh yeah! This is awesome!" Kagome replied, her voice slurring slightly. She raised the martini glass in her hand in cheers and knocked it back quickly enjoying the bubbly feeling it gave her. When she walked outside, she saw a bunch of scantily clad people chatting near the pool.

"Yo! Kaggy!" one of them called out to her.

"Hey guys" Kagome replied waving. She then grabbed a drink from a nearby waiter and tipped it back quickly. "Whoa…" she said to herself as the room started to spin. Crap. I'm drunk aren't I? She then clutched her stomach—it certainly did not agree with what she just drank, mixed with all the other alcoholic beverages she's been having. She began walking with unsteady steps towards the bathroom. She wobbled, but steadied herself by catching the doorknob, Oh God… she thought with her eyes shut tight. Slowly closing the door, she waited until the sound of the door lock was heard. Damn celebrities and their huge bathrooms… she thought as she began her trek across the oversized bathroom. With shaky legs, she finally reached the toilet and sat down on it, relieving her unreliable legs from further walking. Kagome rested her head on her hands, hoping to shield her eyes from the extremely bright lights illuminating the gorgeous bathroom. Ahhh…she thought, Finally some quiet

"Hey!" there was an ungodly loud rapping on the door. "Hurry up in there! Hey!" Kagome walked across the room, her legs steadied by anger and pissed off-ness. She opened the door ready to tell the jerk off.

"Hey, listen buddy--" Kagome stopped when she was blinded by a mass of silvery white hair that seemed to absorb all the brightness in the world and shine it in her eyes.

The white haired man looked down at Kagome with a sneer, "I should've known it was a woman in there, taking so long"

"Now listen here bub" Kagome pointed an angry finger on the man's bare chest. (WHOOT he's shirtless!!!) "Just cause I'm a girl, doesn't mean…" Kagome clapped her hand over her mouth, "I think I'm going to be sick" she whispered, and ran back into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.

"Stupid woman" he muttered.

"Hey! Don't go calling my Kags stupid!" a woman looking inhumanly prettily scolded. "She's the toughest chickie you'll ever meet in the business. And the best" she added.

"At what" the white-haired man asked—rolling his eyes, he expected something like a fashion designer or a make-up artist.

"She was a sports publicist before" the woman said, "She dealt with all the greats of our time—and you know how high maintenance they are" she said knowingly.

The man's black eyebrows shot up. A sports publicist was a tough job. He could respect a woman who could make her way in a man's industry.

"But now she's in the entertainment industry and still at the top. That's my Kagome!"

"So what made her decide to switch?" the man asked, but then found that the woman had flagged down another person and was talking to them. He then looked towards the door of the bathroom he was waiting for, when he heard the turning of the diamond studded handle.

"Ugh" Kagome said in disgust of herself, "That was gross" she wiped her mouth again for safety and then looked up at the person who had so ungraciously disturbed her in the bathroom. "What do you want? The bathroom's free now" she gave a sneer and walked off with her nose in the air.

"Wait" he called after her. He walked towards her with long strides and reached her quickly. Grabbing her arm, she stopped walking.

"Hey look" he started, "I'm sorry, alright?" he looked at her with sincere eyes.

Kagome looked at him warily, "…Fine. Apology accepted"

"Can I get you anything? To drink" he asked trying to make up for his rude ways earlier.

"Yeah, I need like a Sprite or something" the white-haired man walked with Kagome to a table where there were drinks. When they didn't find Sprite at the table, they asked a nearby waiter to bring one.

"Thanks" Kagome said to the man whose hair was still blindingly white. She smiled to herself; I guess he's not such a jerk after all.

"Feh, what are you smiling about?" the man asked. He stood by her uncomfortably, feeling awkward and his question came out sharper than he meant it to. He saw her features go from peaceful bliss to major irritation.

"I just thanked you for helping me out is all! You're such a jerk!" Kagome yelled at him.

"Well you don't gotta bite my head off for it!" he yelled back.

"I don't know why I ever thought you were an okay guy!"

"Yasha honey?" a woman with long straight black hair, cooed to the white haired man Kagome was arguing with. "Who's this?" she pointed a perfectly manicured finger at Kagome.

"I'm just a person who was in the bathroom and then this jerk comes along and--"

"It's not my fault you took so long, stupid woman…" this "Yasha' interrupted her.

"Excuse me?! Did you just call me stupid?!" Kagome asked shrilly.

"Now, now, now, Kagome" said a new voice, "Let's not fight at a party, we're supposed to just all get along and have a good time"

"…Fine. You're so full of crap Miroku" Kagome said giving in and allowing Miroku to lead her away from the bare-chested white-haired man called 'Yasha'.

"That's why you're so attracted to me" he said with a wink.

Kagome laughed. "Thanks Miroku. What I really need now is another drink, that jerk over there just made me so angry!"

"Uh…are you sure that's the best idea Kagome?" Miroku said hesitantly, he'd seen her when she drank out of rage. But immediately grabbed the nearest alcoholic beverage when she leveled him with a glare that only a woman could do (All my girls know what I'm talking about. Girl Power!!!).

"Ahhh" she sighed in relief, it made her feel good as only alcohol could. She then leaned her head back and licked her lips, making Miroku admire her in more than a friendly way. "That feels great! Hey waiter!" she flagged down a nearby waiter and relieved him of his alcoholic burdens.

"Uh…Kagome?" Miroku stepped back as he watched her quickly emptied all the glasses, "Don't you think that's a bit much…?" he recoiled, expecting her to berate him.

"Aw, you worry to much Miroku" she said, suddenly in a playful mood, she grabbed Miroku's hand, and led him to where bunches of people were dancing. "Come on Miroku! Let's dance!"

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His eyes followed the path of the two—Kagome and the man who apparently knew her. He began to start after her when a manicured hand cupped his face.

"What's wrong honey?" she asked, her voice as smooth as silk, and just as seductive.

"Huh? Uh…nothing" he absently replied, and then shook himself out of his reverie.

"Good" she said, smiling knowingly. "I'd hate for you to be in a bad mood at a party" she purred, and began stroking his shoulder.

He was finally brought to reality and his eyes took in the beautiful woman beside him. "How could I be when you're here…Kikyo"

She smiled, knowing the full extent of her power and the effect she had on men. That 'Kagome' woman was no competition for her.

"Come on" she said tugging on his hand, "There's someone I want you to meet" Kikyo's sweet face was turning into irritation and jealousy when his eyes went back towards the dance floor.

"I know" her eyes gleamed with malice, "Why don't we go dancing instead?" She gave a seductive smile and went to the dance floor, knowing he would follow.

He walked after Kikyo diligently, but his eyes weren't on Kikyo, they were on Kagome who was dipping and grinding with that 'Miroku' person.

"Come on honey", Kikyo said swaying her flawless body to the rhythm of the music—knowing that he would be helpless to resist. The song changed from a pounding bass to a slow and seductive cha-cha. "InuYasha" she called to him, mouthing every syllable slowly. His eyes went wide as he went towards her, pressing her close and dancing to the sensual Latin music. Kikyo smiled triumphantly as she glanced over to where the now drunk (again) Kagome was dancing with Miroku. I can't believe I was ever worried she thought.

The music changed yet again, and InuYasha and Kikyo stopped dancing. She glanced up at him coyly, "That was fun wasn't it?"

"Kikyo…" he glanced back at her, helpless against her spell.

Kikyo then glanced over and saw another well-to-do star. "Hey, InuYasha? I'll be right back 'kay?" without waiting for a reply, she walked off, leaving InuYasha alone on the dance floor.

His eyes roamed over the floor of dancers, when he noticed a familiar body moving seductively to the now upbeat techno music. He enjoyed the view for a while, but then growled when he noticed Miroku holding her close while dancing. Before he knew what he was doing, InuYasha found himself walking towards the dancing figure.

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Kagome raised her arms above her head, and moved them with her body. She then felt Miroku's body press against hers and began to twist and turn with him. She knew she was drunk, but there wasn't much she could do about it now.

"Hey Kagome" Miroku called while dancing with her.

"Yeah? What's up?" she popped her body with the pounding music.

"There's someone I gotta talk to, I'll be right back" he waited to get her approval.

"Yeah, sure! No problem" she waved him off while still dancing with the beat, "I'll be fine"

Miroku let go of her hesitantly, not sure if it was her or the alcohol consenting to his departure.

"Really!" she insisted, and then continued to dance to the music by herself.

Miroku gave one last worried glance at Kagome and then walked off the dance floor.

Kagome was so enthralled and filled with the music, that she didn't notice when she bumped into someone. "Oh, sorry" she said automatically, and then she noticed who it was. "Hey! It's you! You're that rude, white-haired, dog-eared guy!"

"What'd you call me?!" InuYasha said with a slight growl rising in his voice. He then smelled the alcohol on her breath and just rolled his eyes, "Jeez, watch where you're going will ya?"

"Hey!" Kagome stopped dancing and put her hand on her hips, "You bumped into me!"

"No I didn't!" InuYasha protested.

"Yes you did!" Kagome insisted.

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did not!" (I could do this all day)

Kagome didn't reply. The music had changed and she was preoccupied with bumping and grinding her body in time with the music. She then noticed that the rude 'Yasha' guy was still there (oh yeah, she's definitely drunk).

"Do you dance?" she asked.

"What?" he asked surprised, expecting her to renew the argument.

"Do. You. Dance?" she asked, annoyed by his slowness, and she was the drunk one!

"I heard what you said stupid!" annoyed at her treating him like he was slow.

"Well?" she asked.

"Uh…yeah, I guess…"

She then began swaying her body, getting ever closer to the stiff 'Yasha'. She rolled her body against his slightly, but just enough to make him even tenser. She then turned around to face him. Looking into his eyes, she grinded in time with the music, keeping eye contact. Eventually, InuYasha calmed down enough to make an attempt to move with the rhythm. Kagome could sense him relaxing and she gave a smile (Remember that she's drunk now).

InuYasha smirked, "Is that all you got?" (apparently he was at ease enough to talk trash again)

Kagome dipped it low and shook it like a Polaroid pictya, "Can you do better?" she challenged.

InuYasha met her eyes, he pulled a move—part Justin Timberlake, part Michael Jackson.

"Hmm…" Kagome smiled seeing as how he accepted her challenge. The two danced, getting closer and closer to each other. Kagome had her arms raised again, dancing to the vibrating beat, and she lowered them over InuYasha's neck.

InuYasha's eyes got wide with surprise. He looked down at Kagome and noticed that her eyes were glazed over. He then also realized just how close the two were to each other. InuYasha began to slowly remove Kagome's arms from around his neck and distancing himself from her.

"What?" Kagome asked when she realized what he was doing.

"Uh…" InuYasha started to get red.

"You know your doggie ears are really cute?" she began to rub them playfully.

InuYasha tried to capture her hands and stop them, "Hey! Will you cut that out?!—" he was suddenly cut off when her lips were mashed against his.

"What the hell?!" InuYasha blushed bright red, a victim in the unfortunate circumstance.

"Kagome!" Miroku had just finished with his conversation, and was coming back to fetch Kagome when he noticed her lips on his. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!" he yelled at InuYasha when he go closer to the two.

"It wasn't me!" InuYasha snapped defensively, "It was all her doing! Stupid woman…" They both turned to look at Kagome, expecting her to lash out at InuYasha.

"Uh…Kagome?" Miroku asked, but got no reply, Kagome was passed out and was snoring away.

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Yo. That chapter was sort of…weird to write. I kept running out of adjectives to use (as you probably noticed) for all the dancing and when she was drunk the first time (well…in the beginning). And I had written most of this chappie already, but it was on my old computer and now it's unretrievable. I hope to keep updating regularly for all my stories, but I doubt that will happen with all the preparing I have to do for highschool auditions. It's gonna be one crazy semester! But before I go, I just gotta say that it was pretty fun making Kagome drunk. There were a lot of things I wanted—and could've done—with her, but I couldn't (Damn you plot! Aaarg!) or it would've interrupted the story flow. Well, that's all for now folks! Toodles!