[[July 22]] K, new inspiration today. This one has parts in it that were inspired by 'Whiskey Lullaby' by Brad Paisley and Allison Krauss. It's about this guy who finds his girlfriend/wife cheating on him, so he tries to drink away her memory. The liquor ends up killing him and the chorus is about his death and the way he was found: he had a note to her saying he will love her till he dies. Then she feels really guilty for his death so she tries to drink away his memory. Same thing happens to her: she dies holding a picture of him. She's buried beside him. If you ever see the video to it, it is depressing as all hell.

This only really has to do with the beginning of the song, so don't look at it like it's completely based on the song. Here it is. It's an AU fic, like the other, and I hope you like it.

"Broken" by Inu Faceness

He sat at the café with his best friends. Miroku was on the opposite side of him, sitting next to Sango and trying to get a piece of her ass. Each time he got a new bruise that would blatantly be told as a fight wound. Inu Yasha sat with one arm over the back of the booth, hanging slightly onto the shoulders of his oldest friend, Kagome. For fifteen years he had known her, told her everything, and did everything with her.

Her shoulders were loose as she slumped back into the leather-clad booth, sipping her root beer float. It completely slipped her mind that she was leaning against Inu Yasha. They had, after all, become so comfortable with their friendship they could do anything to the other and it wouldn't bother either one. She laughed slightly as Miroku tried to grope his wife.

"Miroku, not in public! You never learn," she said, hitting the man in the arm. She looked over at Kagome and scowled. "Oh sure, you think its funny. You try being married to a letch that can't keep his hands to himself." She crossed her arms, slumping back to try and hide her smile.

"You are just too irresistible, my love!" Miroku claimed, putting his arm around her shoulders. Sango got a look at his watch.

"Geeze! Why didn't you tell me the time, Miroku! You know I have to be outta here by three!" She grabbed her coat and the collar of the man's shirt, pulling him out of the booth. Kagome looked at Inu Yasha, holding her almost gone float in her hand.

"You want this?" She asked, grabbing her jacket with the other hand. He put his pink lips to the straw and sucked the cup dry. Licking his lips, he could taste her cherry lip balm and it made him shiver.

'Still got that little crush, eh?' a voice called to him. He shook his head. He's got a girlfriend and he lives with her. Kagome was his best friend. It'd be weird. Instead of dawdling on the thought, he stood with her and they followed their friends out of the restaurant.
Kagome stood next to her car, her arms stretched above her head. Inu Yasha stood beside her and yawned as he watched the married couple drive away. He told Kikyo that he'd be back around five. Should he go home? He looked at Kagome as she leaned against her Mustang.

"I bet Kikyo's waiting for you," she said after a moment's silence.

"Yeah," he mumbled. He didn't really want to go home now. He hadn't actually hung out with his friends in a week. He had spoken to them, but this was his chance to be with them. Inu Yasha sighed as he watched Kagome stand straight.

"It was good seein' ya, stranger," she said, leaning in to give him a hug. She wrapped her tiny arms around his waist, smiling under the cover of his red t-shirt. After a moment, Kagome pulled away and looked up at him. A large grin appeared on her face seeing his molten eyes.

Inu Yasha opened her car door for her and she got in. He gave her a goodbye smile, flashing his sharp fangs. Kagome slightly shuddered but quickly covered it. Yeah, she admitted, she was in love her best friend. What's wrong with that? 'He's got a girlfriend, that's what's wrong with that.' Her shoulders slumped, but she said goodbye to Inu Yasha and pulled away, heading home to work on work for college.

Inu Yasha sat in the front seat of his car with the radio blasting into his triangular white ears on the top of his head. It was three fifteen before he headed home. It slipped his mind that he was even driving as he watched the road. The scenery flashed by him in blurs, the green on the trees standing out in the sky. He had chosen his home with Kikyo out in the middle of nowhere. Kagome lived close by, about a mile away near the ocean. Inu Yasha was wrapped up in empty head that he didn't notice the beat up Volvo in the driveway.

He shut off the quiet engine of his car and crawled out of the car. His keys were thrown in the air as he shut the door, catching the keys without a second thought. He looked to his left and saw his Harley Davidson. Smiling, he walked into the house.

His soft ears ticked to the staircase, hearing a repeating thump and a giggle. Inu Yasha made his way up the steps, ignoring the little voice in the back of his head. 'You know what that is,' he shook his head. 'She was never really faithful, you know that,' at the door, his nose crinkled. The stench haunted the hallway outside his bedroom door. He recognized the nature behind the odor as he opened the door.

Kikyo didn't hear the door as she sat on her companion's lap. Her bare back was to the door and she felt the man beneath her stiffen. She turned her head to the door, her hair flowing down her face. A large lump formed in her throat as she was met with Inu Yasha's intense eyes. She started sputtering, but it was a waste as he turned and walked angrily out the house.

He jumped onto his bike and started it, rushing out of the driveway as Kikyo stood in the doorway; a blanket wrapped around her other wise naked form. A man stood behind her, all dignity lost as he stood in his birthday suit. He put a hand on her shoulder; she shrugged it off, staring at her long gone boyfriend as rain slowly began to drizzle to earth.
The rain pounded through the house. Kagome walked through her kitchen and into her living room, flipping on her television. It had been three days since her rendezvous with her friends. The popcorn melted in her mouth as she changed channels, searching for something good to watch. The ringing of her cell phone made her jump.

"Hello?" she asked after checking the caller. It was unknown. "Hi Kikyo. No I haven't talked to Inu Yasha since I met with him at the café the other day. Sorry. K, I'll talk to you later. Uh-huh. Bye."

'Inu Yasha's not at his house... He's normally always there. What coulda happened?' She dialed a number on her cellular phone and turned off her television.

"Hello?" A male voice answered, his probable smile accented by the joy in his speech.

"Hey Miroku, have you talked to Inu Yasha?"

"No, not for a few days now. I just got this same phone call by your clone." A small laugh echoed through the depths of the phone.

"Kikyo called you too huh? Well, all right, thanks anyway. I'll talk to you and Sango tomorrow, k?"

"Of course, Kagome. See ya." The conversation started there and she began to call everyone she knew that Inu Yasha knew. No one had a clue as to where he was. She was startled by a violent and clumsy knock on her door. Shakily, she opened the door of her house.

He stood on her porch, soaked to the bone by the rain. His motorcycle was tipped over in the mud, steam still spilling from the tailpipe. His head was hung low as his wet hair was plastered to his body. The clothes he wore were droopy and his shoes were doused with the slippery mud. In his right hand was a whiskey bottle, almost completely empty. Kagome rushed to his wobbling side and helped him stagger into her home.

His honey colored orbs drifted open as he found himself on a warm couch. He looked to his side and saw Kagome sitting on her knees turned away from him. The corners of his lips turned up in a soft smile. She held a wet towel to his head as he looked up to her stormy eyes.

"Kagome," his voice was think and rusty. Her worried eyes locked with his.

"Inu Yasha, are you all right?" her fingers brushed his cheek and he fell into her touch, suddenly forgetting his prior meeting with his now ex- girlfriend. When she pulled away, he answered, trying to sit up on his own.

"Kikyo... I found her with another guy." The room began to spin around him and his eyes rolled back slightly as he gripped the back of the couch. Kagome moved to his side and he leaned into her embrace.

"Oh, Inu Yasha, I'm sorry. I didn't want this to happen to you. You were so hap-"

Inu Yasha pressed his lips to hers in a passionate kiss, wanting to taste what he had wanted for so long. The dull whiskey on his lips made Kagome dizzy as she pulled away from him, wondering if that was true or just something to do in his drunken stupor. Kagome was slightly hesitant to pull away. No matter how drunk he was at the moment, she still wanted to kiss him again, even after fifteen years of liking him. Pushing that thought away, she looked into his eyes.

"Inu Yasha," she said, swallowing hard. "I think you need to sleep off the whiskey." He nodded and his eyes closed as he fell onto the arm of the couch. His form curled into a ball as she wrapped a blanket around him.
The sound of foghorns woke the hanyou up. He grabbed his head to block out the constant banging, but no matter what he did, the penetrating throb didn't go away. Inu Yasha nearly screamed in agony. The sound ceased and a woman ran into the room. He was half blinded by the sun seeping through the windows. Groaning, he put a clawed hand in front of his eyes.

A meek whisper reached his ears. "Inu Yasha, I'm sorry for the noise. I'm making breakfast, do you want any?"

"Yeah," he breathed. Kagome began coughing.

"Go brush first. Your breath reeks." A small laugh was like music in his pounding ears as he stumbled up. Her arms found their way around his back, supporting him if he falls. After gaining his balance, Inu Yasha made his way to the bathroom, where he bathed and brushed, making it down just as the plates were served.

She untied her apron and placed it on the counter, smoothing out her shirt as Inu Yasha walked past the table to her.

"Breakfast," Kagome said softly, motioning to the table. She thought a moment, as he got a little closer to him. "Uh, do you remember last night?" Blinking, she searched his eyes.

"Hai," he replied, stepping into her. She could smell the vanilla shampoo in his hair and the mint of his breath. Suddenly, she was so nervous. He stared into her eyes. "Do you?"

She was frozen, but somehow managed to nod. Inu Yasha smiled and could tell from the way her arousal spiked and reached his nose that she liked what had happened. He leaned down and softly rubbed his lips against her ear, teasing her with his gentle touches. Their lips connected softly as a childhood love ignited and burned into something much more, destroying any thoughts of another coming into either life.

She helped him when his heart was broken.

He'll help her for the rest of his life regardless.

END

Yeah, that end was kinda dumb, but... yeah.... I got the whole part about him getting cheated on and then drinking was from that song. Hope y'all liked it and read my other stuff, k? Later homies

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