Masks: Unveiled

Kagome awoke with a hangover to rival all hangovers. She really shouldn't have drunk so much. Her eyes were blinded by the piercing light filtering through the silted window shade. Her head felt like it weighed over two tons. She swore she was never going to drink again. Although she knew she wouldn't adhere to her own pledge. She stretched her limbs only to find a resistance in her leg folding out. That resistance was caused by the body next to hers. She then noticed the arm snugly wrapped around her form.

Oh god, what the hell did I do?

She slowly turned around, to come face to face with a very passed out Sesshoumaru.

Thank you, Kami-sama!

Slowly the memories of the night before rushed to her mind. The garden, the cigarette episode, the movie, the drinking, the movie, the drinking, the talking, the drinking, she did a lot of the drinking, then the minute argument of 'we're both adults'. Finally she remembered coming onto her friend and him politely rejecting her for both their sakes. She smiled. She immediately began to poke at his chiseled chest. His very sexy, very hard, very lick-able chest, she blushed at her thoughts. Eventually she annoyed him enough for him to open an eye. He glared at her, with the solitary opened eye.

"Go back to sleep. Whatever possessed you to actually wake up?"

"I just woke up."

"Well just go back to sleep. For the love of god, just go back to sleep."

"Looks like I'm not the only one here with a hangover."

"Well then, go back to sleep."

"I don't wanna."

"Well you're gonna or I'll eviscerate you."

"No you won't."

Sango arrived at her apartment, she knew Kagome would be angry with her for not telling her earlier that she was going to spend the night at Miroku's. She knew she'd never hear the end of 'you know I worry about you and yet you don't call or text me.' Her best friend was also her sister, and sometimes would act like her mother. She loved her with all her being. She unlocked the door to walk into a very messy living 'room'. There were bottles skewed about everywhere on the floor, very empty wine bottles and lots of them. She heard two voices coming from Kagome's room.

What the hell is going on here?

With Ninja-like stealth, Sango stole away towards Kagome's room. Her hand grasped the knob and slowly turned it. She let the door open itself and was. Shocked is an understatement. Sesshoumaru had Kagome pinned down to the bed and was using his body to keep her from moving. Sango picked up a discarded shoe and threw it at his back with all her might.

Sesshoumaru was tired, had a headache and Kagome wouldn't shut up. So he decided that it would be in their best interest if he prevented her from her continuous movement and chatter. It was then when he was struck by a black and pick converse.

"What the hell was that for?"

"Don't you pin Kagome on her own bed. Speaking of which… did you guys… you know, do the nasty? Did someone get some nooky last night besides me?"

"SANGO!"

"What?"

"We just fell asleep, you, you're becoming like Miroku!"

"What huh? He's not the only one with a perverted mind. Just because I haven't voiced them as freely as our loveable lecher doesn't mean I don't have-"

"I don't want to hear this."

"I just wanted to go back to sleep. No, I couldn't. You wouldn't let me and then I get attacked by this."

Sesshoumaru holds up the converse. Who in hell or heaven did he piss off to deserve this?

"Aww the mighty fearsome Sesshoumaru is whining, how kawaii, this is so a Kodak moment!"

Sango ran out to rush across the hall to her room where she acquired her camera and rushed back to Kagome's room. She adjusted the setting on the camera so that the shutter would be somewhat slower than she had it since the last picture she took was of deer. The shutter speed was much faster, since it needed to be for moving targets. Quickly she snapped a picture of Sesshoumaru still holding up the converse and glaring at it.

"So, this is now evidence and black mail."

"What?"

"Well for both of you, it's blackmail, you see the picture clearly shows both of you in a state of undress in bed. Together, therefore, blackmail."

"You are evil Sango, just evil."

"Don't be so mean Kagome."

"Well I'll leave you two do whatever it was I interrupted."

"SLEEP WE WERE SLEEPING!"

"Yea, right, and I'm the Queen of Sheba. Ciao love birds… keep down the noise."

Kagome was flustered at her friend's words; she wanted to kill her for the embarrassment she caused. She turned to go back to her pillow to find Sesshoumaru sprawled out on the bed. One word: asshole.

"Sesshoumaru, move over."

"Make me, bitch."

"You, fine I will."

Kagome immediately began to inch back into his side successfully moving him enough to have a more comfortable space.

"I'm impressed."

"Indeed."

"That's my word."

"Indeed."

Kagome let herself drift off into sleep. Only to be interrupted by an arm around her waist.

"What do you think you are doing?"

"Getting more comfortable do you have an issue with this?"

"Uh, yea personal space."

"You didn't seem to mind this morning."

"I wasn't aware of it."

"So go to sleep. Then you won't be aware of my arm."

"Get off."

"No."

"Sesshoumaru."

"Kagome."
"You are such an ass."

"Indeed."

He snuggled up next to her. She was soft.

She felt him move and stilled. He was warm.

Soon enough they both drifted back into sleep.