Heeeey, I know that I've been doing a LOT of short chapters, so enjoy the party, it's loong :)

Dear diary

As soon as I'd stepped out of my room, I knew something was up.

InuYasha had a very guilty look on his face, he hadn't seen me yet, and was folding up a white piece of paper, and stuffing it in his pocket.

I appeared then, and his guilty face was suddenly crossed with one of shock.

'What,' I'd said, 'don't I look good enough?' running my fingers through my high ponytail.

I had on the one stunner that he hadn't seen yet, a short, deep-emerald green, halter neck dress that I knew made me look, and, well, feel, sexy.

'You look, great.' He said, his eyes struggling to stay up on my face.

I winked at him as sexily as I could, swaying slightly and acting just generally as sluttish as I could.

I laughed then, at his stunned mullet expression, and relaxed.

He shook his head slightly and stood up, the tiniest glance shooting back at the coffee table, and I followed him out the door to where his car stood waiting.

Inside, he subtly slipped the paper into the car door pocket, and switched the car on at the same time.

I wondered briefly what the paper was, but then brushed the thought aside as the car pulled away from the curb.

We stopped quickly to pick up Sango and Miroku, Sango was looking damn good in a light pink, floaty dress that Miroku couldn't seem to keep his hands off, well, worse then usual.

The first thing that Sango said when she got in, was 'Damn, Kagome! Great dress! InuYasha, you'd better keep your eyes on the road!' in a joking way, but I didn't look that good in his eyes.

His eyes would already be searching for Kikyou.

I sighed slightly, but then caught myself.

Kagome, you are going to have a good time tonight! I'd said to myself. None of this being miserable!

My thoughts stayed like this until we got there.

The first thing I heard was the sound.

It blasted out of the walls of the house, deafening all those within a half-block radius, and standing at the doorway was making it impossible to think.

Kouga appeared, looking me up and down appreciatively, with a grin on his face.

'Evening!' He called over the music. 'Nice you guys could come to my little get together!'

InuYasha gave him a disbelieving look, and strode past, inside.

I followed quickly, but Kogua stopped me.

'Why don't you stick around with me for the evening?' He said, still smiling. 'I'd hate to see you do anything stupid.'

I smiled slightly back, and said; 'No, thanks, I'll be alright.'

Sango and Miroku had already disappeared inside without my noticing, and Kouga gave me a quick look that I couldn't quite figure out, before turning and melting into the crowd.

I headed deeper into the din, people were already staggering around without a care.

That was surprising, as it was only about a quarter to nine, but if they want to get totally plastered before the party even got started, it was their choice.

I found my way over to the drinks table, and opened a bottle of soft drink myself, and proceeded to pour myself a drink.

There was just something about this place that made me want to stay sober, I'd thought to myself as I glanced around, the unfamiliar tune that was blasting my eardrums I was, with difficulty, trying to tune out.

'Hey, Kagome!' Someone called, and I turned.

Kouga had appeared again, and was still looking reasonably sober.

'How're you going?' He asked, moving over to stand next to me.

'I'm fine.' I looked around again. 'Great party.'

'Isn't it?' He said proudly, reaching for another only slightly alcoholic drink, one that he had to reach around me to get.

I stepped dutifully out of the way, and a look dashed across his face that was slightly crestfallen.

And so, the night wore on, and I figured something out that night.

If you weren't looking for sex, or drinking, then a party isn't usually all that much fun.

Neither is being surrounded by drunks who swear they aren't.

It was only later on did something spark my interest.

I had been standing outside on the front lawn where some others were, seeking to escape the noise, and the rest of the circus inside.

Kikyou, of all people, had staggered up to me, her hair falling out, her skirt decidedly needed adjusting.

'Hey, you.' She started, and I watched on with interest as she attempted to gather her thoughts, the guy that was standing next to her, holding her hand, seemed absolutely itching to keep moving.

Or something to that effect, and I had a pretty good idea.

'Be a good girl,' Kikyou paused, and reached out to pat my arm, 'and tell InuYasha that I've already got a ride home?'

I looked at her for a long moment.

In that instant, I could see what she had become.

And I felt sorry for her.

'Sure.'

She nodded, and staggered off.

I sighed, and shook my head slowly.

And yes, I did notice that the guy was the same one as two weeks ago, the one with the evidence on Facebook.

'What a shit party.'

I promptly jumped about ten feet in the air and dropped my drink in surprise.

Turning and looking, I saw it was InuYasha himself who had melted out of the darkness behind me.

'Kikyou said-'

'I heard her.'

I was silent for a beat.

'Do you want to go for a walk?' He suggested, nodding down the road.

I gave him a skeptical look. 'What, and get myself killed? I'd rather be deaf then dead.'

He rolled his eyes. 'No way, you'd be perfectly safe.'

I looked at him for a beat. 'Oh, fine.'

We turned and started heading towards the front gate.

That's the thing about InuYasha, he doesn't say much about himself to just anyone, and never out where others could overhear.

We strolled at a leisurely pace down the quiet (bar the music still blasting) road, until the house was out of sight, and the music wasn't quite so mind-shattering.

Eventually, we came across a playground, where the music was only a slight background noise.

I wandered over to the swing and seated myself in it, InuYasha took the one next to it.

'You know,' he started, 'you look, really nice.'

I turned my eyed downward. 'Thanks. You too.'

I could feel myself going red.

No, Kagome, you can't go red! It's a surefire sign that-

'Sorry about Kikyou, she's not usually that bad.'

'Oh, that's okay. Anyway, you shouldn't have to apologise for someone else's actions.'

'Yeah, I know, but still. She shouldn't be acting like that.' He said, shaking his head slowly.

I looked at him for a long moment. 'Are you okay?'

He raised an eyebrow at me. 'What do you mean? Of course I am.'

Time to be brutally honest. 'Something's different about you when it comes to her.'

He looked at me for a long moment, something like confusion marring his features.

The chains rattled slightly above him as he shifted slightly.

'I dunno. I'm just, kind of seeing where some people are coming from, when they talk about her, recently.'

I looked around at him, hoping desperately that I didn't look too shocked, or hopeful.

I reached over and patted his arm quickly. 'Don't worry, it'll be alright.'

Damn it!

That was one of the most stupid things to have ever come out of my mouth.

There would have to be an infinite number of things that I could've said, but no! I had to go and say that!

Oblivious to my inner fuming, he gave me a slight, half smile, before returning his gaze back to the dirt beneath us.

This is the part where I jump up and shout 'Don't you get it? She's a slut! Break up with her!' and try to shake some sense into him, but it wouldn't work, I would just end up making a fool of myself and probably loose his friendship.

Instead, I sat there in silence, listening to the quiet creak of the swing set, and the far off music still playing.

Love,

Kagome

There you go, love you all.