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"Holy shit." Inuyasha moaned, cradling his head. He opened his eyes and looked around the room, which was his. He was curled up in his sheets and his temples were throbbing.

Inuyasha had decided to take work off that day, because his head still ached. He retraced the previous night's events. 'First, Kagome picked me up and we went to the club. . . Then she danced and I'm pretty sure that was ecstasy. . .' He thought. Rubbing his head again, flashes of things came back to him. He sat up from the leather chair, eyes wide in shock.

"Did I . . . sleep with Kagome?" He said aloud. He shook his head again, he couldn't be sure. He remembered kissing her, and slipping off her dress in his apartment . . . but that was all. He stood up and took a second glance around the room, as if expecting a note to be lying on the bed. But there was none. Instead, his eyes flicked toward the ceiling. Hanging off his fan, was a tiny black thong. Inuyasha smacked himself on the forehead. 'The first time I sleep with her and I can't even remember her body!' He screamed at himself.

The phone began to ring. Inuyasha didn't move. Ring Ring. The phone went off again. He picked it up off of the hook, and slowly placed it to his ear.

"Inuyasha?" The voice on the other asked. Inuyasha was half relieved and half scared. It was only Miroku.

"Hey." He replied groggily.

"Why'd you call in sick? Did plans run late last night?" He asked, a perverted tone seeping into his voice.

"I think." He said. Miroku laughed.

"What, do you mean you're not sure? I've been with many different women, but I've always been sure. . ." He said, slightly mocking. Inuyasha growled under his breath.

"I can't remember." He told his co-worker.

"Then who do you think it was with? Was she fine? Does she have a friend?" Miroku asked.

"It was- a girl I met in the bar. Yea, just a random bimbo." He replied. Miroku laughed. Inuyasha wasn't sure why he was ashamed about it, but he was afraid to tell Miroku. Miroku was loyal to a fault and would never tell Sesshoumaru, but still. He felt guilty . . . even perverted. This was not a feeling he had often.

"You know, I'll call you later, okay? And try not to mess with my files again." Inuyasha warned him. Miroku knew his tone and replied,

"Yeah, fine. But before you go, I forgot to remind you. The company picnic has been rescheduled. We just decided today, because there's some big meeting going on next month. But the only day we could book the park again was for this weekend. Everybody here his scrambling around trying to reserve the events on Saturday. Thus, I cannot guarantee the safety of your files." He said. Inuyasha grunted and hung the phone on the hook with out a goodbye.

The company picnic next weekend would mean seeing Kagome again. Half of him was screaming to see her again, and the other half was scared too. Not so much scared as just plain nervous. After all of their time together he hardly knew anything about her. Inuyasha had to struggle to remember her last name. At least all of the other women had at least told him that. Inuyasha punched the wall out of pure anger.

"Damn!" He yelled, shaking his bruised hand.

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'Friday in the office. . .' Inuyasha thought, looking around. He growled, seeing his metal filing cabinet messy. He ignored it and went to his desk to boot up the computer. But when he sat down and set his briefcase as his side, it was already on. And a big blinking sign read: You Have Urgent Mail. Inuyasha gulped involuntarily and clicked the folder holding his messages. Three new mails, one urgent mail. He double clicked the red flashing icon, and the message flicked up on his computer.

Attachment 1: 56 MB
Attachment 2: 67 MB
Attachment 3: 42 MB

Inuyasha stared at the attachment links and clicked the first one. Pictures. Inuyasha's jaw fell. Pictures Kagome and Sesshoumaru. What was she pulling?

Inuyasha opened all of the pictures and found them to consist of activities Sesshoumaru and Kagome had done. He couldn't understand why she would send them. To make him jealous?

Just then, the door knob on his office door turned and swung open. Inuyasha closed all of the pictures, until there was nothing left but the email. Sesshoumaru stepped in, and Inuyasha stood up.

"Good morning brother. Where you sick yesterday?" He asked regally.

"Yes." Inuyasha replied simply.

"I suspect it was a hangover, correct? Or maybe you decided to take a nap with another one of your sluts?" He asked. Inuyasha gave him a scowl.

"I had a headache. Though I suspect you were late a week ago due to your responsibilities?" Inuyasha mocked. Sesshoumaru raised an eyebrow and went back to the door.

"Why don't you finish some of your paperwork? By the way, there's a lot to do." Sesshoumaru commented before he slammed the door. He made a very rude gesture at Sesshoumaru's back. Then he went back to the computer. The urgent mail message was blinking again. He opened the mail.

It read: My place tonight. Eight pm.

"How dare she just presume I'm free tonight!? God dammit!" Inuyasha yelled. He thanked God for soundproof walls, and read the other mail. It was just crap about some small details. For a co-president, he sure didn't have much to do. Then he turned to look at his file cabinets.

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Miroku had met him in the cafeteria that day for lunch. He pushed away his food, unable to eat anything else.

"Hey, what's been going on with you?" Miroku asked. Inuyasha shrugged. "Let me guess. . . girl problems?" He asked. Inuyasha snorted.

"So there is a girl! What, haven't gotten her back to your house yet?" He asked. Inuyasha was getting ticked. "Or did you get rejected?" He asked.

"No." Inuyasha replied.

"Then what? Who is the chick, tell me." Miroku said.

"Higurashi." Inuyasha muttered. Miroku's jaw dropped, and he started to laugh.

"Not Kagome. Tell me it's not Kagome!" He said, still laughing insanely.

"Yea, it is." Inuyasha grunted, crossing his arms over his chest defensively.

"Inuyasha, sometimes you do stupid things, but most of the time, choosing a girl isn't one of them. But this time you've stepped over the line. Kagome may be a vixen, and probably a tiger in bed, but still, she's with Sesshoumaru, man!" He whispered. Inuyasha grunted again.

"It's not like he can do anything to me." Inuyasha told him, thinking of how his father had put it in his will. Miroku seemed to ponder on this.

"It's still a dangerous move, Inuyasha." Miroku stated. Inuyasha nodded again and stood up.

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