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Chapter 13
Drunk In Celebration
It was a week later, and nothing very interesting had happened to Kagome since the Benefit Event. It was another none of those weekends, around 3:30pm, and Kagome was lying on her back in bed, staring at the ceiling, because she had nothing better to do.
"It's times like this when I really wish I had a boyfriend," she grumbled to herself.
Her arm was thrown across her forehead, and she lifted it up, holding it straight up in the air. This was something she'd done since she was a child. When she got bored, or couldn't sleep, she would just stretch out her arm, because for one thing, it helped her think. She would hold it up until all of the blood drained out of it, then lower it again.
"I'm so weird," she grumbled again. "I can't believe. . ." she said to her room," I can't believe. . . I want to see Sesshoumaru again. . . oh no. . . why do we always want what we can't have?"
She rolled over onto her belly and stretched out. Burying her face in her pillow, she continued to grumble unintelligible things to herself until Miroku peeked his head inside her room.
"Kagome-chan? What are you doing?"
"Deprecating myself."
Miroku smiled and walked over to sit beside her on the edge of her bed. "Tell me," he said, rolling her onto her back, "What's the cause of this self-deprecation?"
Silence. And then, lightly, "Sesshoumaru."
Miroku quirked another smile. "Why him?"
"He's hot." she complained.
Miroku laughed this time, and brushed some hair off her forehead. "Had enough men for one year, huh?"
"Yes." she groaned. "I keep thinking about him, and wondering when he's gonna call, you know? It's driving me crazy. I'm supposed to be getting over InuYasha, aren't I?"
Miroku raised an eyebrow. "Good point, but. . . not necessarily."
"What do you mean?" Suspiciously.
"I mean, maybe you weren't really that into him in the first place."
"You mean. . . I only slept with him because, subconsciously, I was lonely and hoping to find some kind of love that I hadn't gotten in a long time. . . and I was horny?"
Miroku out-right laughed at this. "Maybe," he managed to choke out.
"Maybe. . . but no. . . I don't think so. I really do feel something for him. I'm just not sure what it is. . . maybe it was just a physical attraction. . . "
The phone rang.
Kagome sat up quickly, "It's him!" she exclaimed, referring to Sesshouamru.
Miroku's eyes widened and he stared at her as she got out of the bed and flew out of her room. "Wow, she really was waiting for him to call," he mumbled.
In the kitchen, Kagome slid to a stop by the phone and picked up the receiver. She waited a second to catch her breath, so she wouldn't sound like she'd been running, then said cooly, "Hello?"
"Kagome?"
It wasn't him. Kagome frowned. "Who is this?"
"It's. . . InuYasha."
What the hell could he possibly want?
"What do you want, InuYasha?"
"I wanted to apologize. That night. . . I was worked up about Sesshoumaru when I said those things to you. . . "
"Yeah?"
"Yeah. . . you didn't deserve any of that."
"I know."
"Wha - Kagome, can't you even be a little forgiving? I'm trying to apologize to you!"
"I'm just stating the obvious!"
InuYasha sighed. "Kagome," he said, his voice aching, "I miss you. . . and I know you may never love me, but. . ."
Suddenly, there was a knock at the front door. Out of anger, Kagome said, "InuYasha, I've got to go, someone's here. I'm sorry." she hung up and opened the door, a little relieved.
And there Sesshoumaru stood.
Kagome gaped for a moment, stupidly remembering she was still in her pajamas. "Uh. . . hi."
"Kagome."
She tried a smile. "What a surprise." she said weakly, inwardly laughing at the truth of her statement.
"I was wondering if you would like to get a," he eyed her pajamas, " late lunch."
"Sure," Kagome stated, trying to sound perky, but not hysterical. "Um. . . just come in, and I'll go change. . . "
"I'm sorry, I should've called you first. . . "
"No, no! That's okay! Go sit down, I won't be long!"
She passed Miroku, who was leaning in the entrance to their bedrooms with a smirk on his face. She widened her eyes at him and he smiled cooly.
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He watched as Sesshoumaru sat down, and walked over to make conversation so the other man wouldn't think he was rude.
"So, you must be Kagome's editor. I'm her roommate, Miroku Mazuhara."
The other man nodded and shook his hand. "Sesshoumaru Tokunawa."
So Kagome was right. The guy was nice.
"I hope I didn't interrupt anything," Sesshoumaru said politely. "I don't usually come by without notice."
"Oh, don't worry, she was bored, anyway."
He watched Sesshoumaru as he glanced around the apartment. His golden eyes took in the windows, their entertainment system, and then stopped on their dining room table. The editor's eyebrows drew together in confusion, and Miroku turned around to see what the other man was staring at.
There was a wedding cake topper sitting on the table that Kagome had found the other day. The little plastic couple looked out, smiling at the two men.
"Oh, that," Miroku explained. "I'm getting married in a couple of days." he said proudly.
Sesshoumaru's face relaxed, and he gave Miroku a half-smile. "Congratulations."
"Thank you." Miroku replied.
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Meanwhile, Kagome was throwing an outfit together as quickly as possible. When she finished dressing and doing her make-up, she brushed her hair. Leaving her room a complete mess, she waited a few moments at the door to calm her nerves, and then stepped out cooly.
"Who's the lucky girl?" she heard Sesshoumaru's voice asking.
"Sango Yamamoto. The love of my life." Miroku's voice replied.
She decided to walk out when their voices paused. "I'm ready," she said to Sesshoumaru's seated figure.
He stood, and Miroku did, as well.
"Took you long enough," Miroku joked.
Kagome cleared her throat as a warning to him, then turned to Sesshoumaru. "Let's go."
On the elevator, she let out a slow breath. "Thank you for getting me out of my apartment. I thought I was going to cry I was so bored."
Sesshoumaru said nothing, but gave her a small smile instead.
'Hmm, smiling more, now, huh?' Kagome thought to him.
"So," she said as the elevator doors opened, "what's the occasion?"
"No occasion." he replied.
They reached his car, and drove in a surprisingly comfortable silence.
"Where are you taking me?" Kagome asked him when they passed the restaurant completely.
"Somewhere I hope you haven't been, yet."
"Is this a date?" she joked.
"No," he said lightly, "no date. Just lunch with my favorite writer."
"Favorite writer? Yeah, 'cause I'm making you money!" she joked.
They drove further, and after a while, Kagome was surprise to see that he had taken her out to a restaurant on the coast.
The day was overcast, and the sea looked grey, but calm. Sesshoumaru pulled up to a nice little restaurant who's every table was outside, on a wooden patio that extended from the tiny white building, not too far from the shoreline.
There was wooden railing around the patio, and strung on the railing were large Christmas lights of every color. Since the sky was so grey, the lights glowed softly. They were also strung around the small building that was obviously the kitchen.
Sesshoumaru lead Kagome to a small plastic table by the railing, looking out onto the ocean. It was all patio furniture, Kagome noticed.
She sat down across from him and watched him as he stared out at the ocean, a small smile of contentment on his face.
"You're happy about something," she said.
He looked at her and smirked.
This surprised her, and her eyes widened. "What is it?!" she asked with a frustrated smile.
"I lied." he said.
Her smile faded. "About what?"
The date thing, maybe? Her stomach knotted.
"There *is* an occasion."
She relaxed then. "Really? Well, don't keep me in suspense! What is it?"
"I've been granted full custody of my daughter."
Kagome gaped at him with a smile. "Aw. . . that's great! Congratulations!"
He entwined his fingers and put them to his smiling lips. He raised his eyebrows in satisfaction.
Kagome just smiled at him. "Wow. . . so, obviously, you didn't have custody of her before. Or did you and Kikyou just now get a divorce?"
"No, we've been divorced for over a year, now, but yes, she has always had custody of Rin."
"So, what happened? How did you get her?"
"Well, one night, Rin told me she hated living with her mother. She said she was ignored there. So, I asked Kikyou about it, and she gave her to me. . . with relief, I might add."
"Wow. . . so she never wanted Rin?"
"No."
"That's sad."
"Yes, but, Rin will be with me, now, in a day."
"I'm glad for you. . . so why me?"
"Hm?"
"Why me? Why'd you pick me to drag out here and tell the good news? Why not someone closer to you?"
"You're the only person I am close to, with the exception of Rin."
"Wow. . . really? I. . . you must not know very many people."
"I just give the wrong impression, sometimes. I'm a quiet man. Most of the time, I don't have anything to say. But today, I want to celebrate. . . with my favorite writer," he added with a smile.
A waitress am over, and he ordered wine and two sea food dishes.
"Also," he added, "I believe you're the only person I know who would really care."
Kagome smiled at him, and when the moment passed, she spoke. "I know how you feel about wanting to celebrate," Kagome told him. "When you told me they wanted to make a movie, Miroku and I went straight out to the nearest bar!"
"It's a lot more fun to get drunk in celebration," Sesshoumaru commented.
As surprising as the statement had been, Kagome laughed, "I agree."
Their food came, seafood dishes, along with the house wine. It was around 5:30, now, and the sky was growing darker. "Wow," Kagome said, "I can't believe it's 5:30 already. My day flew by. Oh. . . guess what?"
Sesshoumaru was in the middle of a drink of wine, so he raised his eyebrows in question.
"InuYasha called just before you came over."
"Really? Baka."
"Hm."
"What did he want?"
"He wanted to apologize for what he said to me."
"Did you forgive him?"
"No. . . I didn't even give him a chance to argue his case."
"Do you think you'll ever forgive him?" slowly, curious.
"I don't know. He said he said it out of anger, but he sure looked like he knew what he was saying, to me."
Sesshoumaru just glanced at her.
They enjoyed the rest of their meal, in friendly conversation about Rin, and one glass of wine after another, it started to grow later. It was at 7:00 when the restaurant began to play loud music that people started to get up and dance.
The music was happy and soft, with a nice beat, and when Kagome recognized one song, she pulled Sesshoumaru out of his chair to dance with her.
They both had a buzz from the wine, and they both seemed to be enjoying themselves. They danced to a few more songs, and during the last song, Kagome said something that made Sesshoumaru laugh out loud. Even while drunk, Kagome knew this was rare.
Her arms hanging loosely around his neck, she touched his nose with hers and slurred, "Do you only laugh when you're drunk?" She was teasing.
Sesshoumaru smiled sadly, then took his arms from around her and grabbed her hand. He began to lead her out to the empty beach.
"Where're you taking me?" she swayed a little behind him as she walked and giggled when she tripped. She covered her mouth with her hand, and he smiled at her and put an arm around her.
"Where else do we have to go but out here?" he asked her.
"Okay!"
They made it to the water and Kagome plopped down where the sand was a little wet, then frowned. "Oops."
"What is it?" Sesshoumaru asked, joining her.
"It's wet right here."
"Why should we care? We're drunk!"
"Right!" Kagome threw her arms up and giggled.
Sesshoumaru leaned in and touched her nose with his, and looked her in the eye lazily. "You know something? You're fun when you're drunk."
"That's what I'm told!" Kagome exclaimed, suddenly flopping backwards to lay on the sand.
He leaned down beside her on an elbow, and put his free arm around her waist.
She looked at him inquiringly. "We make good friends, don't we?"
"Yes!" he replied.
"How come you don't have very many friends?"
"I told you that. I'm quiet. People take it the wrong way. They think I don't like them."
"Or in Sango's case, she met you when you were around InuYasha."
"Sango? Wait - isn't that. . . "
"Miroku's fiancé, and my very best friend." Her eyebrows then drew together. "Besides Miroku. And you!" she exclaimed, throwing her arms up and hugging him around his neck.
"When did I meet her? I don't remember her. . . "
"She said it was at some Christmas party a long time ago, when she and InuYasha were in school together."
"Oh. Hm." he shrugged. "Was I like that when you and I met?"
"You were very rude to me when we met." she said matter-of-factly.
"Oh, yeah. . . I'm sorry about that. . . The Pest had me pissed off about something."
"'The Pest?!' Who's that?" Kagome giggled.
"That," he said to her, "would be Naraku. That's my secret nickname for him." He leaned in and put a finger to his lips. "Shhhhhhhhh!"
Kagome got a case of the giggles, and Sesshoumaru made it worse by tickling her with the arm that was around her waist. She beat on his back playfully, trying to get him to stop, and when he did, he was tired and he laid down beside her, snuggling his face into her neck.
"Sesshoumaru?"
"Hmm?"
"I like you as my friend. You're a good friend."
"So are you. . . Kagome. . ."
They fell asleep on there in the sand, the wine still on their breaths, and the roar of the beach their blanket.
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Aw, poor InuYasha!
But, YAY KAGOME AND SESSHIE!
I feel so bad, being mean to InuYasha, but hey, things will get better.
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Chapter 13
Drunk In Celebration
It was a week later, and nothing very interesting had happened to Kagome since the Benefit Event. It was another none of those weekends, around 3:30pm, and Kagome was lying on her back in bed, staring at the ceiling, because she had nothing better to do.
"It's times like this when I really wish I had a boyfriend," she grumbled to herself.
Her arm was thrown across her forehead, and she lifted it up, holding it straight up in the air. This was something she'd done since she was a child. When she got bored, or couldn't sleep, she would just stretch out her arm, because for one thing, it helped her think. She would hold it up until all of the blood drained out of it, then lower it again.
"I'm so weird," she grumbled again. "I can't believe. . ." she said to her room," I can't believe. . . I want to see Sesshoumaru again. . . oh no. . . why do we always want what we can't have?"
She rolled over onto her belly and stretched out. Burying her face in her pillow, she continued to grumble unintelligible things to herself until Miroku peeked his head inside her room.
"Kagome-chan? What are you doing?"
"Deprecating myself."
Miroku smiled and walked over to sit beside her on the edge of her bed. "Tell me," he said, rolling her onto her back, "What's the cause of this self-deprecation?"
Silence. And then, lightly, "Sesshoumaru."
Miroku quirked another smile. "Why him?"
"He's hot." she complained.
Miroku laughed this time, and brushed some hair off her forehead. "Had enough men for one year, huh?"
"Yes." she groaned. "I keep thinking about him, and wondering when he's gonna call, you know? It's driving me crazy. I'm supposed to be getting over InuYasha, aren't I?"
Miroku raised an eyebrow. "Good point, but. . . not necessarily."
"What do you mean?" Suspiciously.
"I mean, maybe you weren't really that into him in the first place."
"You mean. . . I only slept with him because, subconsciously, I was lonely and hoping to find some kind of love that I hadn't gotten in a long time. . . and I was horny?"
Miroku out-right laughed at this. "Maybe," he managed to choke out.
"Maybe. . . but no. . . I don't think so. I really do feel something for him. I'm just not sure what it is. . . maybe it was just a physical attraction. . . "
The phone rang.
Kagome sat up quickly, "It's him!" she exclaimed, referring to Sesshouamru.
Miroku's eyes widened and he stared at her as she got out of the bed and flew out of her room. "Wow, she really was waiting for him to call," he mumbled.
In the kitchen, Kagome slid to a stop by the phone and picked up the receiver. She waited a second to catch her breath, so she wouldn't sound like she'd been running, then said cooly, "Hello?"
"Kagome?"
It wasn't him. Kagome frowned. "Who is this?"
"It's. . . InuYasha."
What the hell could he possibly want?
"What do you want, InuYasha?"
"I wanted to apologize. That night. . . I was worked up about Sesshoumaru when I said those things to you. . . "
"Yeah?"
"Yeah. . . you didn't deserve any of that."
"I know."
"Wha - Kagome, can't you even be a little forgiving? I'm trying to apologize to you!"
"I'm just stating the obvious!"
InuYasha sighed. "Kagome," he said, his voice aching, "I miss you. . . and I know you may never love me, but. . ."
Suddenly, there was a knock at the front door. Out of anger, Kagome said, "InuYasha, I've got to go, someone's here. I'm sorry." she hung up and opened the door, a little relieved.
And there Sesshoumaru stood.
Kagome gaped for a moment, stupidly remembering she was still in her pajamas. "Uh. . . hi."
"Kagome."
She tried a smile. "What a surprise." she said weakly, inwardly laughing at the truth of her statement.
"I was wondering if you would like to get a," he eyed her pajamas, " late lunch."
"Sure," Kagome stated, trying to sound perky, but not hysterical. "Um. . . just come in, and I'll go change. . . "
"I'm sorry, I should've called you first. . . "
"No, no! That's okay! Go sit down, I won't be long!"
She passed Miroku, who was leaning in the entrance to their bedrooms with a smirk on his face. She widened her eyes at him and he smiled cooly.
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He watched as Sesshoumaru sat down, and walked over to make conversation so the other man wouldn't think he was rude.
"So, you must be Kagome's editor. I'm her roommate, Miroku Mazuhara."
The other man nodded and shook his hand. "Sesshoumaru Tokunawa."
So Kagome was right. The guy was nice.
"I hope I didn't interrupt anything," Sesshoumaru said politely. "I don't usually come by without notice."
"Oh, don't worry, she was bored, anyway."
He watched Sesshoumaru as he glanced around the apartment. His golden eyes took in the windows, their entertainment system, and then stopped on their dining room table. The editor's eyebrows drew together in confusion, and Miroku turned around to see what the other man was staring at.
There was a wedding cake topper sitting on the table that Kagome had found the other day. The little plastic couple looked out, smiling at the two men.
"Oh, that," Miroku explained. "I'm getting married in a couple of days." he said proudly.
Sesshoumaru's face relaxed, and he gave Miroku a half-smile. "Congratulations."
"Thank you." Miroku replied.
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Meanwhile, Kagome was throwing an outfit together as quickly as possible. When she finished dressing and doing her make-up, she brushed her hair. Leaving her room a complete mess, she waited a few moments at the door to calm her nerves, and then stepped out cooly.
"Who's the lucky girl?" she heard Sesshoumaru's voice asking.
"Sango Yamamoto. The love of my life." Miroku's voice replied.
She decided to walk out when their voices paused. "I'm ready," she said to Sesshoumaru's seated figure.
He stood, and Miroku did, as well.
"Took you long enough," Miroku joked.
Kagome cleared her throat as a warning to him, then turned to Sesshoumaru. "Let's go."
On the elevator, she let out a slow breath. "Thank you for getting me out of my apartment. I thought I was going to cry I was so bored."
Sesshoumaru said nothing, but gave her a small smile instead.
'Hmm, smiling more, now, huh?' Kagome thought to him.
"So," she said as the elevator doors opened, "what's the occasion?"
"No occasion." he replied.
They reached his car, and drove in a surprisingly comfortable silence.
"Where are you taking me?" Kagome asked him when they passed the restaurant completely.
"Somewhere I hope you haven't been, yet."
"Is this a date?" she joked.
"No," he said lightly, "no date. Just lunch with my favorite writer."
"Favorite writer? Yeah, 'cause I'm making you money!" she joked.
They drove further, and after a while, Kagome was surprise to see that he had taken her out to a restaurant on the coast.
The day was overcast, and the sea looked grey, but calm. Sesshoumaru pulled up to a nice little restaurant who's every table was outside, on a wooden patio that extended from the tiny white building, not too far from the shoreline.
There was wooden railing around the patio, and strung on the railing were large Christmas lights of every color. Since the sky was so grey, the lights glowed softly. They were also strung around the small building that was obviously the kitchen.
Sesshoumaru lead Kagome to a small plastic table by the railing, looking out onto the ocean. It was all patio furniture, Kagome noticed.
She sat down across from him and watched him as he stared out at the ocean, a small smile of contentment on his face.
"You're happy about something," she said.
He looked at her and smirked.
This surprised her, and her eyes widened. "What is it?!" she asked with a frustrated smile.
"I lied." he said.
Her smile faded. "About what?"
The date thing, maybe? Her stomach knotted.
"There *is* an occasion."
She relaxed then. "Really? Well, don't keep me in suspense! What is it?"
"I've been granted full custody of my daughter."
Kagome gaped at him with a smile. "Aw. . . that's great! Congratulations!"
He entwined his fingers and put them to his smiling lips. He raised his eyebrows in satisfaction.
Kagome just smiled at him. "Wow. . . so, obviously, you didn't have custody of her before. Or did you and Kikyou just now get a divorce?"
"No, we've been divorced for over a year, now, but yes, she has always had custody of Rin."
"So, what happened? How did you get her?"
"Well, one night, Rin told me she hated living with her mother. She said she was ignored there. So, I asked Kikyou about it, and she gave her to me. . . with relief, I might add."
"Wow. . . so she never wanted Rin?"
"No."
"That's sad."
"Yes, but, Rin will be with me, now, in a day."
"I'm glad for you. . . so why me?"
"Hm?"
"Why me? Why'd you pick me to drag out here and tell the good news? Why not someone closer to you?"
"You're the only person I am close to, with the exception of Rin."
"Wow. . . really? I. . . you must not know very many people."
"I just give the wrong impression, sometimes. I'm a quiet man. Most of the time, I don't have anything to say. But today, I want to celebrate. . . with my favorite writer," he added with a smile.
A waitress am over, and he ordered wine and two sea food dishes.
"Also," he added, "I believe you're the only person I know who would really care."
Kagome smiled at him, and when the moment passed, she spoke. "I know how you feel about wanting to celebrate," Kagome told him. "When you told me they wanted to make a movie, Miroku and I went straight out to the nearest bar!"
"It's a lot more fun to get drunk in celebration," Sesshoumaru commented.
As surprising as the statement had been, Kagome laughed, "I agree."
Their food came, seafood dishes, along with the house wine. It was around 5:30, now, and the sky was growing darker. "Wow," Kagome said, "I can't believe it's 5:30 already. My day flew by. Oh. . . guess what?"
Sesshoumaru was in the middle of a drink of wine, so he raised his eyebrows in question.
"InuYasha called just before you came over."
"Really? Baka."
"Hm."
"What did he want?"
"He wanted to apologize for what he said to me."
"Did you forgive him?"
"No. . . I didn't even give him a chance to argue his case."
"Do you think you'll ever forgive him?" slowly, curious.
"I don't know. He said he said it out of anger, but he sure looked like he knew what he was saying, to me."
Sesshoumaru just glanced at her.
They enjoyed the rest of their meal, in friendly conversation about Rin, and one glass of wine after another, it started to grow later. It was at 7:00 when the restaurant began to play loud music that people started to get up and dance.
The music was happy and soft, with a nice beat, and when Kagome recognized one song, she pulled Sesshoumaru out of his chair to dance with her.
They both had a buzz from the wine, and they both seemed to be enjoying themselves. They danced to a few more songs, and during the last song, Kagome said something that made Sesshoumaru laugh out loud. Even while drunk, Kagome knew this was rare.
Her arms hanging loosely around his neck, she touched his nose with hers and slurred, "Do you only laugh when you're drunk?" She was teasing.
Sesshoumaru smiled sadly, then took his arms from around her and grabbed her hand. He began to lead her out to the empty beach.
"Where're you taking me?" she swayed a little behind him as she walked and giggled when she tripped. She covered her mouth with her hand, and he smiled at her and put an arm around her.
"Where else do we have to go but out here?" he asked her.
"Okay!"
They made it to the water and Kagome plopped down where the sand was a little wet, then frowned. "Oops."
"What is it?" Sesshoumaru asked, joining her.
"It's wet right here."
"Why should we care? We're drunk!"
"Right!" Kagome threw her arms up and giggled.
Sesshoumaru leaned in and touched her nose with his, and looked her in the eye lazily. "You know something? You're fun when you're drunk."
"That's what I'm told!" Kagome exclaimed, suddenly flopping backwards to lay on the sand.
He leaned down beside her on an elbow, and put his free arm around her waist.
She looked at him inquiringly. "We make good friends, don't we?"
"Yes!" he replied.
"How come you don't have very many friends?"
"I told you that. I'm quiet. People take it the wrong way. They think I don't like them."
"Or in Sango's case, she met you when you were around InuYasha."
"Sango? Wait - isn't that. . . "
"Miroku's fiancé, and my very best friend." Her eyebrows then drew together. "Besides Miroku. And you!" she exclaimed, throwing her arms up and hugging him around his neck.
"When did I meet her? I don't remember her. . . "
"She said it was at some Christmas party a long time ago, when she and InuYasha were in school together."
"Oh. Hm." he shrugged. "Was I like that when you and I met?"
"You were very rude to me when we met." she said matter-of-factly.
"Oh, yeah. . . I'm sorry about that. . . The Pest had me pissed off about something."
"'The Pest?!' Who's that?" Kagome giggled.
"That," he said to her, "would be Naraku. That's my secret nickname for him." He leaned in and put a finger to his lips. "Shhhhhhhhh!"
Kagome got a case of the giggles, and Sesshoumaru made it worse by tickling her with the arm that was around her waist. She beat on his back playfully, trying to get him to stop, and when he did, he was tired and he laid down beside her, snuggling his face into her neck.
"Sesshoumaru?"
"Hmm?"
"I like you as my friend. You're a good friend."
"So are you. . . Kagome. . ."
They fell asleep on there in the sand, the wine still on their breaths, and the roar of the beach their blanket.
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Aw, poor InuYasha!
But, YAY KAGOME AND SESSHIE!
I feel so bad, being mean to InuYasha, but hey, things will get better.
Hope you enjoyed the chappie!
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Thanks for the reviews, guys!
C YA!
Honey Bee