"Okay…well, thank you" the girl turned to the camera and just stared at it in shock. "Well there you have it. Inu Yasha is married to a hairy toed kagome"
Inu Yasha turned around and walked past everybody into the theatre. He was more that satisfied.

The award show was just like every other. It ended and everybody started to head out of the theatre. Before he was able to reach the limo he was bombarded by more cameras than normal. They all started talking at once. He didn't understand a single word.
"is it true" was all he got out of it.
"HEY!" he screamed. They all looked at him in silence. "Is what true?" he asked, with definite sighs of fear.
One reporter smiled and pushed a small TV on wheels at him. Confused he looked down at the black screen. The reporter pressed a button and something appeared. It was kagome, sitting on his couch, in her pajamas.
"It is true, are you married" asked the reporter.
Kagome smiled sweetly. "I'm afraid so"
"Can we get a look at that gorgeous ring?" The reporter grabbed for her hand and pulled it close to the camera.
"Of course! Inu Yasha has such great taste."
"My, it seems he does. So tell me how was the honeymoon?"
Kagome frowned. "It was great until he called out his mothers name"

Inu Yasha's heart stopped. "I did not." He turned to the camera. "I had a dream about my mom dieing and I said her name in my sleep. We never had sex due to her infestation." And with that everybody started laughing. Inu Yasha escaped to his limo, preparing to go home to an empty apartment. He knew she wouldn't stay after that.

Kagome stared at the television with disbelieving eyes. 'Did he just say infestation?' she thought. 'No, he wouldn't.'
Since there wasn't any time left, the reporter had just left before Kagome could make a better comeback. She began to pace around clenching her teeth and grunting. "He's going to pay!" she said as she made a fist and punched the sofa.
'Think, Kagome, Damn it, Think' she cried to herself. 'If that bastard messed up my career in any way, I am going to murder him!' She stalked around the living room searching for ideas to get him back, none were coming to mind. She saw a palm pilot on the kitchen table and walked towards it, picking up the small object; she turned it on and saw the bastard's weekly schedule.
She took it and through it into the microwave and set it on a 2 minute countdown. Once started though, the microwave sparked and blew open shooting the palm pilot into pieces on the kitchen floor. Kagome smiled a devilish smile and chuckled. Yet, somehow, she was still not satisfied. That didn't do anything that was compared to infestation. 'Think big, Kagome,' she scolded herself.
She walked into his bathroom to look at her face in the mirror as she turned on the sink and poured water onto her face to calm her down. She felt her way to the towel as she grabbed it to dry her face, knocking a couple of things down. As she dried her face, she opened her eyes to look at what she had dropped. She picked up a couple of soaps, aftershave and shampoo of the disgusting half breed. She looked at the name brand of the shampoo and scoffed. "Can you believe this guy? Buying $75 dollar shampoo for his precious white hair" she mocked to herself laughing as she set it down back on the shelf. She stared at the shampoo and smiled and ran back to her room.
She went back into the bathroom, panting, trying to get things done fast before he came home. She kept looking out his bedroom door to the main door to see if he came in or tried to hear if he did. She opened her "Bright neon green manic panic dye" that she was hoping to use on her hair for streaks on the day she sang live, but this was well worth it, After all, that's what you get for buying a shampoo that costs that much. Who the hell did this guy think he was, God? She laughed at her own little private jokes as she finished pouring the dye into shampoo. Luckily, the bottle was black and you couldn't see through to the green mixture chemical that would make his career into a laughing stock. She shook the bottle to allow the chemicals to coincide and placed it on the shelf as it was. She heard keys jingling down the hall, and made a run for it to her room. She turned off the television and hid in her closet making it look like she had left from being extremely upset. She giggled slightly, covering her mouth from giving her away. This was going to be priceless.
Inu Yasha walked down his hallway, doing a little victory dance as he winked at the maid who was cleaning the hallway. He turned around and slid to his door, humming as he turned the key and got in. "Honey, I'm home, " he said in a mocking Ricky Ricardo tone. "Where are you my darling wife?" he continued to call out. "Humph, she probably realized she messed with the wrong hanyou, HA! No one can beat me! That'll show her!" he yelled as he walked around searching for her. He opened her room, she wasn't there. ' Hmmm, maybe she got real angry' he thought to himself. For a moment he wondered if he took things too far, then shrugged. "No, that's what she gets" he reminded himself.
Meanwhile, Kagome was in her closet laughing her ass off. "Oh, my darling husband...wait till you get yours..." she whispered.
Inu Yasha yawned as he scratched his chest. He debated if he should take a shower before hitting the sack or just waiting till the morning. He took a whiff of himself and then realized that the sooner he hit the shower, the better. He turned the shower on and removed his clothing.
Kagome heard the shower turn on, and got out of the stuffy closet. She wondered when he was going to enter the shower. She waved her hands on her face, fanning her sweaty body as she smiled with glow. She decided she will leave for a bit and hang out outside or maybe hit the club. She needed to get away from him for a while. She put on some dingy-shabby jeans and a loose "The Ramón's" shirt. She left her hair loose and jetted for the door incase Inu Yasha was to come out. She opened the door and looked back. She wondered if she took it too far. "NO, remember, Kagome! Infestation! Infestation" she reminded herself. She shrugged.
"No, that's what he gets..." she reminded herself.
Inu Yasha let the cool water run through his hair down his back sending him in a calm state of mind. He felt so relaxed and un-bothered, which he hadn't felt for a while. He grabbed his shampoo bottle from the shelf. "Hmm, wow, this weighs a lot heavier than I remember" he told himself. He shrugged as he opened the bottle and poured it onto his hand. He had closed his eyes as the water hit his face, not looking at the big amount of green mixture of chemicals he had on his hands. He massaged it through his hair, meticulously and yawned. He was really tired. Once he finished, he was going straight to bed. No television,. No hanging out, just his comfy, soft bed. After he finished cleansing himself, he got out of the shower. Wrapped the towel around his waist and wrapped another towel over his hair. He, being so tired, didn't realize his green-stained hands. He walked into his dark room and dressed in the dark and immediately plopped on his bed. Sleepiness quickly took over.