Soon she was arguing with him, well more like in his general direction when their conversation veered slightly. Okay, a lot.
"You know Muikostu! At least, I think that's what his name was..." she trailed off, furrowing her brows.
"Ah. The so called, wedding."
Flushing, she was sure it was from a mixture of embarrassment and anger at her next memory.
"Ya! And you left me there! At the so called, altar!"
Kagome froze when the sound of shattering glass echoed around the room. Frantic eyes met with honey brown that were just too far amused.
"Please no." Sesshoumaru merely smirked at her whispered plea.
Turning around, Kagome gulped at the stunned looking Tony Stark. A shattered glass and his spilled drink at his feet.
"It's not what you think!"
Instead of an answer, Tony's eyes were flying between the two that were far too comfortable in each other's presence, talking about a so called wedding that Kagome had been left standing at the altar?! He had been giving Kagome her space when it came to sharing the reason she had been sent to him, and he knew she left out some very important details, but this was pushing it.
"You... Nishikawa... Wedding... How can it not be what I think?!"
"You actually think me and him-!"
AN: Been waiting a while to get to this point, cause reading your reactions, makes my those longest days of the week all the more worth it! Read, enjoy, and review!