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Dedication: to LiaSango, because it was her birthday and if my computer hadn't exploded, I would've updated as a birthday present. Happy belated sweetheart!

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha. I do not profit from this story.

Elevator Music

Something Together

(Yearn)

"Miroku, when I get out of here, you're going to get murdered."

Inuyasha was, to say the least, pissed. The fact that he was banging his head against the floor of the elevator proved that.

For a best friend, Miroku was by the far the best cockblocker in the entire world. That wasn't something to be proud of. If anything, Inuyasha wanted to slowly die or to slowly kill him. Option Two currently looked a lot better.

"I have an excuse, really!" Miroku laughed, joined with Sango's giggling over the crackling speaker. "Sesshomaru is going to come back down in a moment, isn't that right my dearest?"

"Miroku, really, stop with that," Sango huffed. "But yes, Sesshomaru wants to ask Kagome a few more questions. I tried to talk to Kouga but he kind of snapped at me. He's frustrated it hasn't been working yet. He can't figure out the reason why, which is part of the reason getting you out is taking so long."

"Couldn't you guys have just, I don't know, left the room?" Inuyasha demanded, hands tightening around Kagome's waist when she tried to pull away. He'd be damned if she moved. Even if they didn't do anything, her weight on top of him grounded him a bit, made him realize that this was actually happening.

Kagome was someone that he had actually connected with, on this weird, abnormal level. Two people who had never met, never talked before were suddenly pushed into a situation where tension was high and tempers could flare. It was a place where two individuals had nothing in common but created something so different – so unique – that it didn't matter. It didn't matter that he'd been rich from the get-go, that he'd partied too hard as a kid and had problems socially. It didn't matter that she was a girl that got her heart ruined over a married man who wouldn't leave her alone.

This was about two people, against all odds and under strange circumstances, finding something together.

Inuyasha really wanted to know what that something was.

"No that never occurred to me," Miroku answered, laughing. "Even if I didn't stop the two of you, I would've watched. It's fine, you know. I'd look at you in an objective way."

Kagome groaned. "You have a strange friend," she muttered, pushing at Inuyasha's chest to attempt to scramble off of his lap. His grip was still tight on her though, as if he didn't want to let her go. She really didn't mind, she wanted it too.

But Miroku and Sango were watching them and it was awkward.

"Kagome, I can see your face," Sango sighed. "I'm not going to get mad at you."

"Mad at her?" Inuyasha questioned. "For what?"

"For banging my boss," Sango replied flatly. "Seriously, that can cause me major issues. I do not want to get in the middle of you two, ever."

Finally finding purchase, she got off of Inuyasha and sat down on the elevator floor. "You know I wouldn't put you into that position anyways," Kagome said quietly, looking up at the speaker. "Personal and business have to be separate."

"And how many people can do that?" Sango asked. "But I believe you and I trust you. It's Inuyasha I'm worried about."

"I'm right here, you know," Inuyasha growled. His hands clenched into fists because dammit Kagome had been right there and everything had been going great. Now she was away from him and reminded of the fact that Sango was a point between them. He would honestly transfer Sango to a different person if it meant getting Kagome.

Well... Probably. There was a very good chance. Kagome was just...yeah.

Inuyasha shook his head. "What does Sesshomaru want?" he asked harshly, unable to hold the tone out of his voice. He was pissed dammit. He wanted Kagome, even yearned for the space between them to vanish permanently.

Sango sounded rather confused. "To talk to Kagome," she replied slowly. "I don't know the specifics."

"Then leave the damn room and get the specifics!" Maybe he was getting more than just a little frustrated. "Take Miroku with you, fucking pervert."

"Inuyasha, seriously, calm down," Kagome said gently, her brown eyes looking into his. "It's not like anything really could've happened in this box anyways."

That's where you're wrong. Inuyasha just grunted.

Kagome sighed and then slid back over, not sitting back on his lap but getting pretty close to it. Her hands were on his arms, thumbs slowly rotating in circles and pressing into the skin. She tilted her head up to look at his face, seeing the lines of irritation. "It's not like I'm going anywhere."

"Not right now," Inuyasha murmured softly, looking away from her. "So what do you think Sesshomaru wants?"

Kagome took the change in topic in stride, shrugging. "Probably to tell me he's firing the poor person that attempted to be me for a day. He'll then tell me what they screwed up and how tomorrow I'm going to have to fix it."

Inuyasha raised a brow. "At least you'll get a longer lunch break starting tomorrow."

He tried not to look at her, tried to break away from the urges to be closer, together. It was hard when she flashed her smile, the beaming grin drawing him in like a moth to a flame. It was unfortunate, how he hadn't examined the feelings beforehand and was now slaughtered with them. Just kissing her had done that. Now what was he going to do?

"Hello, Inuyasha?" Sango's singsong voice crackled over the speaker.

Inuyasha desperately wanted to yell at her, scream a pretty pissed off 'what?' and be done with it. He'd tell her to back off and that whatever question could wait until tomorrow. For the love of all that's good, everything could wait until tomorrow. "Yes?" he managed out, trying to be civil.

Kagome continued to smile at him. It was distracting and made his chest feel funny things.

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