Disclaimer: I don't own it, I swear.

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A Night

"So, she said 'good-bye' just like that?" Inuyasha asked after Kagome finished talking.

Kagome nodded sadly.

He was sitting on her couch watching TV with her. She was sitting sideways, her legs thrown over his.

"She was a sweet old lady." Kagome said sadly. "I mean, she wasn't that old but she looked old."

Inuyasha shrugged. "You never know. She might come back."

"I hope so." Kagome admitted. But she doubted it. That last 200000 yen tip really felt like a good-bye in her own, over-tipping way. "I'll miss her.

"Well, she does give good advice." he laughed as he started tracing circles on her leg with his finger.

"She does." Kagome laughed. "She's sweet."

Inuyasha, tired of the depressing conversation, grabbed Kagome by the hips and pulled her into his lap.

"So are you." he smirked as her hands went automatically to his shoulders to balance herself.

"Inuyasha." she said nervously. Then her face hardened. "You're not just teasing me again are you?"

He laughed. "I told you. When I kissed you again, you would want it."

"I do." she said immediately.

"Ask me." he smirked evily.

Kagome frowned.

"Ask me or I wont-Mpf!" he was cut off when she grabbed his face and kissed him, hard.

"Eager...are...you?" he laughed as she kissed him.

"Shut up." she ordered as she adjusted herself so she was straddling him.

He began chuckling and the vibrations in his chest tickled her right down to her belly.

Intense. It was a really good word for him. He kissed her like she was the last person he would ever kiss. He held her hips and pulled her close like he would never let go.

One hand slipped under her shirt, not in front, but in back. He traced the curves of her back and it was strangely more intimate than if he had shoved his hand up the front of her shirt.

Kagome sat above him physically, but she still felt as if he was controlling her, dominating her.

Wanting to touch more than just his lips, she reached down and felt around for the hem of his shirt.

"Watch what you grab, love." he laughed huskily as she groped around.

"I thought I said hush." she laughed when she found it.

He raised his arms and let her pull his shirt over his head. She didn't get a chance to admire his chest because no sooner was he free of its confines than his hands went back to her hips and his lips to her neck.

Kagome tilted her head back as she began tracing the curves of his back as he had done to her. She had no idea her neck would be so sensitive, she thought as pleasure zinged along her nerves like lightning.

"Come with me." she said grabbing his hand.

"Huh?" he leaned back, his eyes unfocused and full of desire.

She climbed off his lap and pulled him up after her. He let her lead him down the hall to her room.

Kagome was sure that even the beds in heaven weren't this comfortable. Then again, if the beds in heaven had Inuyasha there to cradle her in his arms, they might be.

"Good morning." he smirked down at her.

"Too early." she grumbled as she buried her head into his shoulder. They were both naked, covered only by the sheet that someone, she thought it was probably him, had pulled up to cover them from the waist down.

"You're even more beautiful without clothes." he said playfully and she smacked his shoulder. But she was smiling.

"What time is it?" she asked.

"10:34." he said looking at the clock. "I'll have to say, that worked a lot better than I planned."

"What did?" Kagome asked as she smiled, anticipating a joke.

"Getting you here." he shrugged carelessly.

Kagome froze and her smiled faded. "What do you mean?"

Showing all the density of a lead brick, Inuyasha said, without a single care, "Of course I had a game plan. I got to say, it was easier than I thought." He began nuzzling her neck, completely oblivious to anything being wrong.

"Easy." she repeated without any infliction. "You mean, you knew were going to get here?"

"Of course." he smirked. "I thought I did pretty well."

"So, everything you've said to me so far was a lie?"

Still, he noticed and suspected nothing. "No, babe. Just rehearsed."

Somehow, that made it worse.

"Inuyasha?"

"Yeah?" he kissed her neck.

"Get out."

He stopped. Paused, then leaned back. He, finally, saw the look of pure fury on her face.

"Babe, what's wrong?' he asked as he frowned.

"I said, get out." she repeated calmly.

"I don't...I don't understand." he sat up. "Why are you angry?"

"You planned this?" she asked as she sat up on the side of her bed. "What? Was this all a big game to you?"

"No!" he protested as a warning bell in his head screamed 'DANGER! DANGER!'

"Did you write down that pretty speech from the other day? Was all that 'rehersed'?"

"Kagome, why are you-"

"I said get out!" she yelled at him as she jumped from the bed and began pulling on the first clothes that came to hand.

"What's your problem?" he stood up and wrapped a sheet around his waist.

"You're my problem!" she twirled and glared at him. "Plan? Rehearsed! Did you have a schedule?"

"You're taking this too seriously." he glared.

"You're not taking this seriously enough!" she yelled. "Was I just a notch in your bedpost?"

"I didn't say that!" he snapped. "Don't put words in my-"

Kagome didn't think, at times like this she never did. One minute he was yelling at her, the next she was blinking in confusion wondering just how her fist had somehow planted itself in someone's face.

Inuyasha cried out in pain as his nose started bleeding.

Kagome wasn't sure how it happened and she really didn't care. She didn't waste time. She grabbed his jeans off the floor, pushed him out of her room, her house, threw him and the jeans outside.

"And don't come back!" she slammed the door and locked it tight.

She turned and leaned against the door, her anger making her breathing labored. It was silent for a moment before she realized she wasn't alone.

She turned her head and saw Sango blinking at her with a raised eyebrow.

"How long have you been there?" Kagome asked quietly.

"I came in about the time you through a naked, bleeding Inuyasha out of our house. Not that I don't approve, but can I ask why?"

"He's an asshole." Kagome crossed her arms.

Sango blinked then looked at Kagome's legs. "Why are you wearing his pants?"

Kagome looked down as well and noticed, what she had missed in her anger, that the jeans she had on were far too big.

"And he stole my pants!"

"Technically, you threw them at him." Sango laughed.

Kagome turned and looked through the peephole but he had already gone.

"At least you get the pleasure of knowing he has to walk home in a sheet." Sango pointed out.

"He had to ruin it." Kagome seemed to deflate as all the anger left in a rush leaving only sadness and hurt in its place. "It had been a great night and he ruined it."

Sango's smile dropped and she walked to her friend's side. She pulled her into her arms as Kagome began crying. "It's okay, honey." she said gently. "He's gone now. Everything will be better."