A.N) "I was like, she was all, he was all, they were like, we were all
Like oh my God, like, totally, we were like, I was all, they were
All, he was like, she was like, oh totally, like oh my God..." Okay, we're done with Parry Gripp... (As much as I'm obsessed with him.) [I'm obsessed with plenty of things at the moment.] Welp, here we go... enjoy this little entry I have for you all.
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The next morning Sango woke up with no memory of what had happened the night before, much like most of the others in the cabin. She slowly opened her heavy eyes, the sunlight in the room making her squint. Once her eyes were fully adjusted she looked to the clock next to her, telling her the time was 11:20. She sighed, resting her head against against the headboard.
Then she realized how sick she felt.
She bolted up from the bed and raced to the door, and as she walked into the hallway she realized that Koga was standing in his doorway, eying her.
"Oh Hell no." She swore, racing down to the bathroom door before he could barely take a step out of his room. Unfortunately for her, InuYasha decided to but into the whole fiasco and barge into the bathroom before either of the others got the chance.
"Dammit, get out of there this second!" Koga pounded on the door.
"Stop with the pounding." Sango held her temples and stomped on Koga's foot.
"Fuck this, I'm throwing up outside." Koga left the presence of Sango quickly. He was quietly greeted by Ayame and Miroku, who were standing in the kitchen, as the door slammed shut.
Sango, on the other hand, couldn't do what Koga did. Because of her situation she had to do more than just throw up. She rested her head on the door of the bathroom. "Yash," she whined, "please hurry up." She was answered by hearing a loud retching sound. She groaned.
Miroku had been listening in on the entire situation from the kitchen and approached her carefully. "San, how're you feeling?"
"Don't talk to me." She replied, head still resting against the door.
"Sango, come on." Miroku consoled. "Just puke in the garbage."
"I don't need to puke." She told him softly.
Miroku looked to her, confused for a moment. "Why do you-" He paused. "Oh. Hold on, I'll get Yash out." Miroku knocked on the door lightly. "Yash, you want some beer?" He asked.
There was a silence, but InuYasha soon opened the door and looked into Miroku's eyes. "Yes. I do." He said quietly.
"Follow me." Miroku directed InuYasha to the kitchen, where the teen was sufficed with his beer, as Sango ran into the bathroom.
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About twenty minutes later, Kagome finally awoke from her drunken slumber.
Why is my head throbbing? Ugh, what happened last night?
"Morning, sleepyhead." Ayame greeted Kagome. The redhead handed her friend a cup of hot tea.
Kagome held the cup near her face, but the scent of the herbs nauseated her. She set the mug down and held her head. "What happened last night, Yams?" She asked somberly.
"I'm not sure what happened with you. All I know is that at about eleven or so, you ran in here and flopped on the couch." Ayame explained.
"Where are the others?" Kagome wondered.
"Outside, beating their hangovers." Ayame answered. "they're swimming."
"Oh." Kagome held her head again, running her temples.
"Kags, is this your first hangover?" Ayame asked, condescending her tone.
"Don't condescend to me." Kagome warned. "And yes, it is. I don't drink." Kagome spat out the word like it was acid on her tongue.
Ayame stared at her, "How much did you drink last night?" She wondered.
"I dunno. I remember having a cup that Yash gave me. And, I think a couple more. After that I can't remember." Kagome answered.
"That seems the answer that everyone's giving." Ayame sighed.
"You said they're outside swimming?" Kagome asked.
"Yep. Outside, in the lake." Ayame answered. "Maybe you should go out there and go for a swim. It might help your hangover."
Kagome sighed, "Speaking of hangovers, you don't seem to have one."
"I didn't drink last night. Well, I had three sips of a beer with Koga. And then later on, one shot with Miroku." Ayame replied.
"With Miroku?"
"He was the only one not fucked up in the brain from drinking." Ayame rolled her eyes. "He offered me a shot, we both drank one, we talked a for little bit, then we went to bed." She rushed through telling the previous night's activities to her friend.
"There's something you're not telling me, Yams. What is it?" Kagome knew instantly that Ayame was keeping something from her, and it was dirty. Even with her hangover, Kagome was still nosy.
"I told you everything." Ayame lied, keeping her promise with Miroku.
Kagome knew when she was being lied to. Or, in this case, being withheld from the entire truth. "No you did not." She said. Clearly a hangover was not going to affect her sleuthing skills.
Ayame internally debated telling Kagome the entire truth. She'd promised Miroku that she wouldn't tell anyone, but Kagome and her had gotten really close over the last month or so. She heavily sighed, then concluded her promise with Miroku was more important, and that telling Kagome about the kiss could jeopardize her relationship with him, and (possibly more importantly) her relationship with Koga. "Nothing happened. I told you everything. Why would I lie to you?"
Kagome stared at Ayame, trying to uncover her secrets. "I know you're keeping something from me, and it's okay. I won't tell anyone, I promise." Kagome swore.
Kagome's stubbornness was getting on the redhead's last nerve. "Nothing. Happened." She said clearly and quite loudly at that. "Now drop it."
"The more you say that, the more curious I get." Kagome said.
"Kagome, I'm not lying. Nothing happened between Miroku and I."
Kagome hopped to her feet, and ignoring the spinning in her head managed to yell, "Tell me!"
"Kagome!"
"Ayame!"
"We didn't kiss!" Ayame immediately covered her mouth, knowing right then the argument had made her say too much. And the secret was out.
"What did you just say?" The voice didn't come from Kagome.
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Meanwhile, the guys and Sango were outside, chilling in the lake. The guys were all in trunks, and Sango's baby belly was overexposed in a dark pink bandeau bikini. She was laying on a towel on the sandy shore, trying to catch whatever rays she could, and wearing oversized sunglasses to hide her dreary eyes from humanity. Every so often, Miroku would tap her with his foot from the body length beach chair he was sitting in to see if she was still awake- or maybe alive- and she would jolt upright in a very comedic manner that made him chuckle behind his mirrored shades.
"What?" She managed through a subtle cough.
"Just making sure you're awake." Miroku told her. He watched as InuYasha and Koga splashed each other like children in the shallow end of the lake. Both of them wearing some sort of stylish eye protection, they snickered and pranced around in the warm fresh water like toddlers would.
"I'm awake, I'm awake." Sango assured her boyfriend. She looked to him, but he couldn't tell what expression her face was currently masking.
"What?" He asked, charm in his tone, though a tad bit of worry because whenever Sango looked longingly at him, it never seemed to be good.
"I can't feel her. I haven't been able to since I woke up." She whispered, just loud enough for Miroku to barely hear what she had to say.
He responded by nearly gliding off the chair into the sand onto his knees next to her. And he slowly placed a hand on her swollen belly.
Her belly had certainly grown since they first met a good month ago. She'd been eating more, and more regularly at that, and she'd been taking prenatal vitamins- as gross as they were (or so, she said they were gross). And she'd just naturally 'popped' as she described it, her all around weight hadn't changed as most pregnancies do, she only had gained in her belly and her breasts. Miroku wasn't going to complain about that one. She looked smoking hot in her bikini sporting her barely baby belly.
"Don't move." Miroku told her sternly, moving his hand around the bump, as if he knew where the baby was going to kick.
Sango was trying not to move. She took shallow breaths as Miroku rubbed her belly. She suddenly remembered what Dr. Kaede had told her if she didn't feel the baby, to eat something with protein. "Roku, go get me something with protein. Dr. Kaede said to eat-"
Miroku was gone before she could finish.
He raced to the cabin. What has protein? Protein... Meat! I'll make her sandwich. No, that'll take too long... Umm, peanut butter! Peanut Butter has protein... right? Oh, and lentils! I know we have lentils in the fridge. And they have loads of protein... But Sango hates lentils... Oh, I think bananas have tons a protein. I'll just slap some peanut butter on a banana, then I'll give her the jar to eat out of...
He swung the door open to get his concoctions, but overheard the very loud conversation that Kagome and Ayame were having.
"We didn't kiss!" Ayame screamed.
"What did you just say?"
The two girls looked over to him, Ayame had her mouth covered by her own hands. Miroku, momentarily forgetting about Sango's situation, walked over to them, tore Ayame's hand from her mouth, and dead-eyed her. "What. Did. You. Just. Say?" He demanded.
Ayame was shaking, her arm still in Miroku's grip.
"You guys-" Kagome finally spoke.
"No." Miroku looked to her, the same demonic look on his face. He instantly turned back to the redhead in his grip. "Answer me."
"Miroku, I didn't-" He cut her off, nearly dragging her to the room at the end of the hallway. Before slamming the door, he looked back to Kagome, "Sit." He demanded her, and she complied, "And don't you dare move." She nodded curtly.
"Miroku, let my arm go before you break it." Ayame said, her voice breaking in her throat. "I didn't tell her anything. I swear. I never mentioned, I mean. I didn't mean to, I swear. She forced it out of me." Ayame, flustered, babbled on to try to get Miroku to calm down. Tears were running down her cheeks, and she didn't know what to say next. "Please believe me." She managed through a sob.
Miroku sighed. He pulled the girl near him, letting her sob into him. "Stop it, Ayame. Stop crying." He said. Her arms were limp at her sides, and she continued sobbing into Miroku. "Ayame, c'mon." He spoke again. She sniffled and pulled away, wiping her cheeks with the back of her hand.
"Are you mad at me?" She asked, her voice trembling.
"I couldn't stay mad at that face." Miroku plucked at her chin.
She took a deep, yet broken breath. Her hands were shaking; Her brow was sweaty.
"Yams, calm down." Miroku told her, knowing her current state was meaning she was about to have a panic attack. She tried to take another breath, but it broke and she shook more.
"Sit down." Miroku guided her to the bed, where she sat. Both her arms where trembling and she was profusely sweating.
She was having a full on panic attack.
"Where's your medicine? In your bag?" Miroku asked her, beginning to freak himself out.
She shook her head. "I didn't- didn't bring it." She managed through her shallow breaths.
"Why the Hell not?" Miroku swore, probably making the situation worse by raising his voice. "Yams, you never know when you're gonna have one."
"I didn't think," Her voice broke, and she took a wheezy breath. "I'd need it."
"Okay, stop talking, just breathe." Miroku told her. "Fuck, I don't know what to do." He raced back out of the room.
Kagome jumped to her feet at the sight of Miroku. He turned to her.
"Listen. Whatever you think, it never, never happened. Okay. So don't even bring it up ever, ever again. Got it?" He warned.
She nodded. "Yes sir." She spoke.
"Good." He ran to the kitchen. Randomly remembering the peanut butter. He grabbed the jar and ran out the door, leaving Kagome speechless, and clueless.
Sango heard the cabin door slam, and she looked over to the sound. "It took that long to get peanut butter?" she asked sarcastically.
He tossed her the jar carelessly. "No, Ayame's having a panic attack." He quickly scanned the area for Koga. "Where is Koga?"
InuYasha responded by humming 'I don't know,' then flopping into the water.
"He went inside like, three minutes ago." Sango chimed. "Then again, my sense of time is kind of off." She paused for a moment. "How long were you gone?" She wondered.
Miroku sighed at her. "Just, eat. I'm gonna go find him." He said and began heading back for the cabin.
Sango opened the jar of peanut butter, but before she could even dip her finger in, a painful cramp enveloped her midsection, causing her to cry out in pain. "Ah- Miroku!" She trembled, placing her hands on her exposed belly.
Miroku turned around in an instant, then ran back to her. Fuck, what else can go wrong today? He thought, getting on his knees near his girlfriend. "What's the matter?"
"I just got a really bad cramp." She moaned. "Something's wrong. Something's really wrong."
"Okay, just. I need to find Koga, and see what's going on with Yams, and;" He paused, taking a breath. "Just breathe, San." He gave her a quick peck on the forehead of assurance and stood up. "Yash, get over here." He demanded.
The teen in the water waded to the shore and stepped into the sand, then approached the two in peril. "Yes?" He wondered.
"I need to go inside and find Koga and check on Yams. Stay with Sango and if anything goes wrong come and get me or do something-"
"I got it, bro." InuYasha interrupted, sensing how tense Miroku was.
Miroku then took off back towards the cabin in a desperate search for Koga. He swung open the cabin door to reveal Kagome sitting on the couch, impatiently tapping her foot.
"Tell me what's going on here!" The girl demanded. "Why are you running around back and forth?" She wondered.
"Because, Kagome. Ayame and I kissed last night on a total spur of the moment decision. And from that damn spat that you two had this morning with me, she's now in the back room having a full-blown panic attack. And, to make matters worse, she doesn't have her fucking medicine. Koga's nowhere to be found, by the way. Oh, and my girlfriend is outside, right now, not being able to feel her baby and having cramps. So unless you have anything productive to say and or do, I suggest you sit down on the couch, and stop asking so many questions." Miroku screamed, finally losing the last of his sanity at Kagome.
She stood there, silently as Miroku breathed from his rant. She then took a breath herself, and sat down slowly on the couch. "I know where Koga is. He came in here when you were back with Yams." She spoke quietly.
Miroku, as he'd been calming down, had turned and faced the wall, ashamed for yelling at Kagome. He turned around when he heard what she'd said. "What?" He asked her.
"He came in here when you were back with Yams. He's in the other bedroom." Kagome informed softly, though her monotonic tone sounded like daggers to his ears.
"I'm sorry I yelled at you, Kags. I just- It's barely one and damn near everything that could've gone wrong, has." He took Kagome's hands in his, and pulled her up into a hug. "I'm really sorry. Please forgive me. I'm just so worried about San. And,"
"Miroku," Kagome interrupted. "I get it. I forgive you. I know how you feel about Sango. And I'm sorry for being so, pushy, with wanting to know about what happened last night. I promise I won't tell anyone what happened."
"Thanks, Kagome. Thank you." He nodded to her, releasing her from their prolonged hug.
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Meanwhile, Sango, her sunglasses now laying in the sand near her, was brutally discoloring InuYasha's hand as she attempted not to scream while lying in the sand. "Oh my God!" She screamed, "Yash, do something!"
InuYasha had already swapped hands once, and it was getting annoying. He's slid his glasses up his face and into his hair to look at the girl better. "What do you want me to do?" He asked, worried for her health. He tried to free his hand from her death grip, but was unsuccessful. "Let go of me." He growled under his breath.
"No!" She shouted back, tears streaming down her pale cheeks. "Make it stop!" She moaned, the cramps in her midsection getting worse as she spoke.
InuYasha pitied Sango; He couldn't help her, and he had no clue what was going on at the moment. He did the first thing that he could think of to calm her down.
He placed a gentle kiss on her forehead to try and relax her.
She stared at him. "What was that for?" She gasped.
"You need to calm down. I don't know a lot about this sort of thing, but I know enough to know that you screaming and hollering can't be helping." InuYasha replied in the calmest tone he could.
She nodded, taking a deep breath. "Okay." She sighed. "Distract me."
"Let go of my hand first." He nearly demanded again. She complied, releasing the teens near numb hand from her grip. She then immediately grabbed his free hand, resulting in an exasperated sigh from InuYasha. "Okay," He began to think.
"It hurts." She cried softly.
"I know, San. Miroku's doing everything he can right now to help." InuYasha said.
"I need a distraction." She repeated.
"I know, I'm thinking." InuYasha said to the pestered girl. "Okay, so, how're things going with Miroku and you?" He started casually, trying anything to get her mind off the subject at hand.
Sango panted, the cramps not getting any better. "Fine. Why?"
"Because, you two just seem so cute together." InuYasha told her. "Have you been planning anything serious?"
"Have you?!" Sango snapped back, leaving InuYasha dumbfoundedly staring back at her.
"Have I what?" He wondered calmly, keeping his cool for the sake of the baby inside of his friend.
"You and Kags?" Sango went on to say, a bit more mellow toned at that. "I mean, you just professed your love for her at the roller rink the other week, then she goes and acts like a frickin' psychopath... What did you do to her?"
"I didn't do a damn thing. I was gonna ask you what last week was all about, but I decided not to bring it up for the better." InuYasha said back.
"That was wise." Sango smiled.
"There's a smile." InuYasha joked.
"It still fucking hurts." Sango swore.
"I bet." InuYasha placed his only free hand on her exposed belly. "You're belly is as hard as a rock."
"What do you mean 'hard'?" Sango questioned.
"Feel it." InuYasha wedged her hand out of his and placed it where his other hand was recently placed. "Hard."
"That's weird." Sango looked to him.
"Has that happened before?" InuYasha asked. She shook her head. He pulled out his Droid and opened an Internet tab, immediately searching for pregnant: hard tummy and cramps. "That is by far, the strangest thing I have ever Googled."
"What is?" Sango asked, clenching her midsection.
"I'm Googling your symptoms." InuYasha told her. He looked down to his phone and scrolled through the results.
Sango watched him. "What's it say?" She wondered.
InuYasha opened a page that he believed was reliable. "Have you ever heard of Braxton Hicks?" He wondered aloud to her, reading the internet page.
"Well, yeah. They're like, false contractions." Sango told him.
"According to this website, that's what your problem is." InuYasha replied.
"How do we fix it?" Sango whined.
InuYasha looked back at his phone, continuing to scroll down through the page. "You need to drink water and stretch." He read off the tiny screen.
"Get me water." Sango demanded, as she leaned back and stretched out her belly.
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In the meantime, Miroku, Kagome, and now Koga were trying to console Ayame.
"Baby, calm down." Koga held Ayame's hand with care, rubbing her wrist lightly. He carefully guided more water down her throat.
The girl lying on the bed took a deep breath, though it was slightly broken, and nodded to Koga. "I feel a little better." She said, her voice a tad raspy.
"Ayame, don't talk." Kagome interjected, her worry for her friend getting the best of her. "Just keep breathing steadily."
The aforementioned nodded again, then reached for Koga's hand, lovingly stroking his wrist back.
Miroku stepped back into the room, carrying a cup of ice with a rag in it. He pulled the rag out and placed it onto Ayame's forehead. "There ya go." He said to her. She smiled at his kindness.
"How does that feel?" Koga asked her. She only nodded, knowing that Kagome would freak if she spoke. Ayame kept her continuous breathing, and it slowly got even better, much to all of their consent.
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InuYasha ran into the cabin and grabbed a bottle of water, then ran back out to where Sango was. The girl was awkwardly trying to position herself in order to stretch her back and middle, and she didn't notice InuYasha approach.
"What, are you doing?" He asked her, much to her surprise.
She squeaked, then collapsed back into the sand. "Please don't do that." She spoke to him.
InuYasha smiled to her as she sat back up. He handed her the water and she quickly chugged it down, the entire bottle nearly dry in less than a minute. She leaned back to stretch her back again.
"Did that help?" InuYasha asked.
It took Sango a moment to answer, but she nodded a minute later. "Yes, it did. Thanks Yash."
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"Is she calmed down yet?" Miroku called from the hallway outside the bedroom.
"Yes, I am, Roku." Ayame answered for herself, walking out into the hall to hug Miroku. "Thanks so much for everything."
"No problem." Miroku sighed. "I'm glad you're okay."
Koga stepped out into the hallway. "Hands of my girl." He joked, placing a hand on Ayame's shoulder. She pulled away from Miroku and leaned back into Koga.
Kagome was last to exit the room. "How's Sango doing?" She chimed.
Miroku's eyes went from content to serious as he dashed away from the scene and out the door. "Sango?!"
Sango looked up from the beach towel in the sand at Miroku, who was running towards her. "Oh, hi Miroku." She said.
"Are you okay? How are you?" He rambled, nervous about her.
"I'm fine now. Yash took care of me." Sango smiled to Miroku.
Miroku let out a sigh of relief. "Okay, we're all good now. You're fine. Ayame's fine. I think everyone's finally beat their hangovers."
Sango beamed to Miroku as he sat down in the sand and rambled on about Ayame and her panic attack. "But everyone's fine now?" She asked at the end of his story.
"Yes, especially you, Sango." He kissed her nose. My love.