Title: Masquerade

Rating: PG (may drift into PG-13..)

Summary: (Inuyasha/Kagome)(Miroku/Sango) Inuyasha forget a very important day. Then he tries to follow Miroku and Shippo's advice on how to fix his mistake... which of course makes things much, much worse. How can he fix it this time? A well-timed ball might help do the trick...

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha, or any of the characters in the show. They belong to the talented Rumiko Takahashi. The only thing I own is the plot.

Author's Note: Hi! This is my first Inuyasha fic. I've had the idea in mind for a while now, but I haven't had a chance to write until now. Be warned, some of the characters might be a little OOC. I'll try my best to keep them in character... Hopefully you'll enjoy the story! There will be a lot of fluff, and some sad moments... Oh, and sorry for the bad summary. I'm horrible at those things.

"SIT! SIT, SIT SIT!" Kagome yelled, stomping off. Stupid mutt... She thought angrily. He never thinks of anyone but himself. I can't believe he didn't appreciate all the hard work I went through to make him that meal. I thought he'd like it. She huffed angrily, and sat down on a stump. "See if I ever make him another meal..." she muttered.

"Something wrong?" Sango asked, walking up behind her friend. Kirara was perched on her shoulder contentedly.

"Oh nothing out of the ordinary." Kagome said. "Just that horrible Inuyasha. Why doesn't he ever thank me? I worked for hours on that meal... you know, I made that dinner because this is the anniversary of the day I saved him."She stood up and started to pace, ranting. "I bet he doesn't even remember."

Sango sweat dropped. "Umm... I'm sorry?" she said, her tone questioning. She tried not to laugh. "Don't worry about it Kagome, you know how that hanyou is. He remembers, I'm sure."

Kagome frowned. "Doubt it." she said. She shrugged then, and tried to smile. "Oh well.. what do I care, right?" Her eyes lit up suddenly. "I remember what I wanted to tell you now!" she exclaimed, rummaging through her backpack.

"What?" Sango asked curiously. Kirara peeked over Kagome's shoulder into the backpack, mewing.

"A masquerade ball!" Kagome said, emerging from her backpack triumphantly. She held up a sparkling piece of silver paper. "My school is holding its annual masquerade ball, and I wanted to invite you all to it." Her eyes narrowed. "But I might not now, the stupid hanyou..."

"But what's a masquerade?" Sango asked, stopping Kagome before she could get worked up into another long rant.

"It's usually a ball, where everyone dresses up in formal clothes. Then you make elaborate masks to hide your face. These are based on animals, or mythical creatures." Kagome said matter-of-factly. "Will you come? We can go back to my time, and buy new kimonos and make masks." Her eyes sparkled excitedly.

"Of course!" Sango said. "It sounds like a lot of fun. What will your mask be?"

Kagome smiled mysteriously. "Well, don't tell anyone. I want it to be a surprise..."

Meanwhile...

"Stupid wench!" Inuyasha yelled, standing up. He brushed off his clothes, and growled. "What was all that about? I didn't do anything to deserve that."

"Wrong." Miroku said, watching in amusement.

"Whatdaya mean, wrong?" Inuyasha grumbled, glaring at the monk. "I didn't do a d thing, as usual. That wench just likes to over-react."

Miroku shook his head, enjoying his friend's wrath. "Actually, you seem to have forgotten what today marks." He grinned. "Poor Inuyasha... you really don't have a clue, do you?"

Inuyasha growled, and grabbed the collar of Miroku's robes. "Spit it out, monk!" he said menacingly. "Before I have to beat it out of you."

"Heh, heh well..." Miroku stuttered, unable to breath.

"It's the anniversary of the day you and Kagome met!" Shippo called, popping up out of nowhere. "And you forgot and Kagome's really mad..." He grinned, delighted to know the answer to something.

Inuyasha dropped Miroku to the ground, and turned to stare at Shippo. "Seriously? That's all I did?" He breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh good. I thought it was worse."

Miroku rolled his eyes as he got off the ground. "Shippo, where do you get your information? Of course you're wrong... It's Kagome's birthday! And you went and forgot it Inuyasha... shame on you."

Inuyasha paled slightly, but tried to keep his calm. "Yeah right." he scoffed. I really hope he's not right... I didn't mean to hurt Kagome's feelings, I swear. She's just to d sensitive. How's a guy supposed to know how to act?

Shippo frowned. "I don't think you're right Miroku..." he said. "Kagome's birthday isn't for another..."

"Hush Shippo. You're just a child." Miroku said, "You know nothing about how to handle women." He smiled, showing off his perfect teeth. "I , on the other hand, handle women quite well. And I'm right."

Shippo rolled his eyes. "Whatever you say, Miroku." he said. Hmph... I'm not just some dumb kid. I'll show them. They can get Kagome even madder at them.

Miroku turned his attention back to Inuyasha. "Inuyasha, Inuyasha..." he said, placing a hand on his friend's shoulder. "You may be a great fighter, but you're absolutely hopeless when it comes to women. Women get horribly upset when you forget important dates. Especially their birthdays."

"It's not my fault." Inuyasha complained. "How am I supposed to remember these things."

"That, my friend, is what you have me for." Miroku said. He put his hands on his hips. "I, Miroku, will help solve all your women problems!"

Shippo sweatdropped. "Oh brother..."

Author's Note: There ya go! My first short little chapter. Sorry, but I thought that was the best place to leave off. Now here's your job. LEAVE ME A REVIEW! Reviewers will get cookies... And the first reviewer gets 2! Aren't you special. Please no flames. I'll update soon, honestly!