(A/N: Oh, this would be to dArKaNgElA076. Haha, thank you for the ideas, and I'll be sure to consider them. Also, don't worry about those confusing points because I'm currently working on puzzling them out. :) I've never really written in the form of a different P.O.V. but it seems really fun from what I've read in different ff. Mmkay, well once again, thank you for the ideas and thank you for reviewing my story! :D Thank you to all of my other reviewers! You guys are great. . .and I'm again sorry for the delay of fluff.)


Chapter 12 - First effort

'Give it a try' Sango's voice echoed in Kagome's mind as she stood in the studio. About two hours had passed and her make-up and costume were already prepared. All that was left to do was to start shooting. Unfortunately, Miroku somehow misplaced his film and delayed the shooting by a day. The whole crew was searching for it, including Sango.

"What a waste of time coming here just to say some lines when I could be doing that back at the hotel. What to do. . .what to do. . ." Kagome sighed with a bored tone as she looked around. Her arms were folded across her chest as she tapped her foot on the hard cement floor. Suddenly, the scent of an irresistible aroma flooded her nose.

'Mmm. . . smells delicious.' Kagome thought to herself heavenly as she sniffed the air. Her stomach began growling violently as she stood. 'And I haven't had anything to eat at all this morning. . .'

She walked her way towards the food table and caught sight of the source. There were several different kinds of foods placed on it waiting to be eaten. Kagome licked her lips with delight as she walked towards the long table.

"So many things to choose from. . .what to eat, what to eat." Kagome murmured to herself as she looked at the food longingly. Finally, she found interest at a small egg roll sitting peacefully on a tray. Luckily, it had been the last one. Kagome smiled to herself as she brought her arm out to pick it up, but paused as another arm instantly grabbed it.

"Well that was rude." Kagome said to herself in shock. She looked over to see who the egg roll thief was. Her eyes narrowed as she recognized the culprit. "Inuyasha."

"The one and the only." he said nonchalantly as he dangled the egg roll over his mouth.

"That was mine first, and you knew it!" Kagome whined as she stood up in front of him. He raised his eye brow at her.

"Last time I checked, everything was for anyone. No calls. No dibbs. Just take." Inuyasha replied to her cooly. "And plus, you were too slow to grab." Kagome bit her lip with frustration, only to remember she was wearing lipstick.

"Damn it. Now I'm going to have to get that fixed again." she exclaimed to herself as she touched her lips. Inuyasha looked at her oddly.

"What?" she scowled at him. Kagome woke up far too early and was already irritated to put up with him today. "Haven't you seen make-up before?"

'Just give it a try. . .'

"Yeah. I just don't understand why you would wear any of it. Here." he dangled the egg roll in front of her face. "Take it. It doesn't interest my hunger anymore."

Kagome gave him an odd stare, but reluctantly accepted the egg roll. "Thanks. . ." she muttered. Inuyasha just shrugged and walked over to another side of the table. He picked up a bowl of ramen and began slurping. Kagome nibbled on her food silently as she shifted her eyes towards him.

"It was for the beginning scene." she finally said as she pulled the egg roll away from her face. Inuyasha turned to face her and looked at her confused.

"The make-up. . ." she added. "It's for a scene in the movie. I don't wear it often."

"Feh. It's not like you need to." Inuyasha just shrugged his shoulders and resumed eating his ramen. Kagome gave a small chuckle.

"What?" Inuyasha asked hiding the true curiosity in his voice.

"That's gotta probably be the first nice thing you've said to me. You know, since we got. . .hitched." Kagome shrugged as she continued eating her piece of food. Inuyasha looked at her for a few minutes, and then back at his ramen.

"So you're a ramen fan, hm?" her voice came again. Inuyasha rolled his eyes and turned to her. Kagome looked at him and instantly began to laugh.

"Wah arr oo larghing aht?" (What are you laughing at?) Inuyasha asked. Kagome just shook her head as she tried to control her laughter.

"You just. . ." Laugh. "Your cheeks. . ." Laughter again. "The ramen. . ." Laugh. Laugh. "It's just adorable." Inuyasha raised his eye brow and swallowed his mouthful of noodles.

"Mind putting that in a sentence that makes sense?" he finally asked as Kagome caught her breath.

"The ramen in your mouth made your cheeks all puffy. . .it was adorable." she finished, but then paused at her sentence and started to blush.

'Oh. . .I just called him adorable. Yeesh, Kagome. Could've kept that in your thoughts. . .but nooo, you just had to say it out loud, didn't you?' Kagome thought to herself with grief, but forced a smile.

'Is she sick or something? Her face is getting all red. . .' Inuyasha thought to himself confused.

"Feh. You would look adorable too if you shut your mouth once in a while." Inuyasha shrugged as he placed down his bowl and grabbed a piece of bread. Kagome's smile faded.

'He's impossible! The one time things were going a little smoothly! Ergh! I knew it. He's hopeless.' Kagome thought to herself.

"Well, maybe I would be more quiet if you would stop acting like such a stubborn mule!" Kagome fought in her defense.

"Stubborn mule?! How many insults go through that tiny head of yours?!"

"I probably carry more insults and more knowledge in this tiny head than the air that you carry in that big head of yours!" Kagome's voice rose.

"Attention all actors and actresses. We apologize for the delay. The director has announced that shooting will be put off till tomorrow. Please take your spots, Mr. Houshi has decided for scene rehearsals.. I repeat, the director is ready for rehearsals. Please take your spots." the intercom called out as Kagome and Inuyasha argued.

"Ergh!" the two scowled at each other and walked off at separate ways. Seconds later they returned to the table as they realized they were going to be filming the same scene.

"Wench." Inuyasha muttered under his breath as he walked next to Kagome.

"Dough-head." Kagome muttered in return.
"How could you have misplaced your film?!" Sango asked in disbelief as she walked next to a frustrated director.

"I don't know!" Miroku said as he scratched the back of his head stressfully. "I guess, to say the least, I'm not the most organized guy in the world."

"Could've fooled me." Sango said sarcastically as she rolled her eyes. "Where's your assistant?"

"Don't have one." Miroku replied as he opened up a drawer only to release several of pieces of papers flying around the room. He instantly bent down to pick them all up. Sango rolled her eyes and began helping him.

"Then take my advice. . ." she began as she hurried to gather the papers. ". . .get one." she finished. Miroku looked at her and gave a small smile.

"I'll keep that in mind." he said as she handed him the papers. He shoved them back in the drawer and rummaged under his weak wooden dek.

"A-ha!" he shouted. Sango nearly fell at his out burst. "I've found it!" he finally said as he dangled a round box of film. "Now I'm all set for tomorrow."

"Oh yeah. You definitely need an assistant." Sango sighed as she followed him out of the office room.
"Okay, people. . ." Miroku began as he cupped his hands together. "Today we will be working on the first scene of the trilogy. Has everyone brought their scripts?"

Kagome cursed under her breath as she stomped her foot.

'Damn! I didn't know we were supposed to bring ours.' she thought to herself.

"Err. . . excuse me!" her small voice echoed in the studio. "I. . .must've forgotten mine. Would there happen to be any extras?"

Miroku sighed, but smiled at Kagome's request. He glanced over towards his office, and looked at all of the forced papers in their drawers. "I'm afraid not, Ms. Higurashi." he replied. Miroku pitied the small frown on the young girl's face. He then looked at Inuyasha, who was busy over-looking his script. A sudden smile of triumph appeared on the director's face. "But perhaps you can share with your husband, Inuyasha."

Kagome froze and she looked at Miroku oddly. Then, her eyes shifted over to Inuyasha, who's eyes were shooting daggers at Miroku. The cast looked at the couple and waited till she accepted. Kagome looked at the crew, and remembered that only Inuyasha, Sango, Miroku and herself knew about the 'accidental' marriage.

"Oh, of course. . .that would be just. . ." her eyes shifted back to Inuyasha. He was looking at her. ". . .perfect."

"Okay then. Let's get started now, eh?" Miroku clapped his hands together and winked at Sango. She smiled to herself as she realized his intentions for the two.

"You realize what you're doing, right?" Sango whispered to Miroku as he sat down in his director's seat.

"Oh, I know what I'm doing. . ." he nodded to her. "It's just that I'm not considering the consequences." he chuckled. Sango rolled her eyes and smiled.

"Alright. . .Act one, Scene one. Let's get set people. We haven't got all day." Miroku called out as he waited for everyone to get in position.

Kagome walked slowly towards Inuyasha who was still observing the script.

"Uh. . Inuyasha?" she said hesitantly. He looked up from his script and looked at her.

"Oh yeah. I have to share mine with you, huh?" he said dully. Kagome sighed and nodded her head. She read some of the words on the script and tried to memorize them in her head. Her concentration was cut off as Inuyasha began reciting his lines out loud.

"Do you mind? I'm trying to remember my lines." Kagome asked irritatingly. Inuyasha just smirked.

"Obviously you haven't been in the acting business too long, have you?" he began. Kagome remained silent, wondering what he meant. "When you really want something to process in your brain, to memorize something you say it out loud. With that, it goes through your mind and your mouth."

Kagome nodded her head as she understood. Inuyasha obviously had more experience in acting and she began to understand why he must've scorned her so much.

"Where'd you learn that?" she swallowed her pride and asked. Inuyasha gave a mocking grunt.

"It's just common knowledge." he began. "It's something that builds up naturally in my, so you say, big head." Kagome blushed at his sarcasm, but chose not to argue.

"Could I just. . ." she finally said as she tried looking at the paper. Kagome grabbed the other side and pulled it towards her, so that the other end of the paper was held by Inuyasha's hand. "There you go. Now I can read." Kagome sighed with relief. Inuyasha scoffed at her rudeness, but carried on rehearsing.

It wasn't until after a few minutes did Kagome realize how close her and Inuyasha's faces were. As she held her side of the paper, she shifted her head to the side. There it was. Inuyasha's face, looking hard on the booklet. She looked at him for a few moments and gulped.

His violet eyes were fixed on the pages, looking up and down as he read the words. His mouth mouthing the words as they tried to stay fixed in his brain. Kagome held onto her side of the script as she stared at the side of the boy's face. His eyes suddenly moved to the corner as he felt something looking at him. Kagome instantly moved her head back to face the script. A tinge of pink flushed on her cheeks.

'He's not such a bad looking guy after all. . .' Kagome thought to herself. 'I mean, I could probably find him somewhat cute. . .EEP! Get back on track, Kagome! You don't have the time to be thinking about that jerk! He's not worth it! Right? Right. But then again how would I know, I mean. . .I haven't gotten the time to actually know him. . . maybe if I—wait, what?!'

Inuyasha kept his head in the position as he looked at the side of Kagome's face. Her eyes were glued to the typed up words on the script. He gulped as he smelled the sweet fragrance of her hair, and the sparkle of her eyes from the reflection of the lighting.

'Her eyes glisten just like Kikyo's. . .' Inuyasha thought to himself sadly. 'But her fragrance. . .is nothing like hers. It's. . .different. It's. . .well, nice. Damnit, I'm turning soft. Keep your mind on your work and not on squirmy little pop singers. . .' he turned his head back to the script. 'No matter how cute they are. Wait! Cute?! What the hell?! Note to self: stop watching things on the Women's Network even if you're bored.'

The two looked at their script, but their eyes alternated on shifting to look at each other. Eventually, they shifted at the same time and caught each other staring from the corners of their eyes. Immediately, their attention was back on the booklet.

'Was he just–? No. . .couldn't have been. . . could he?'

'Ramen, Ramen, Ramen-Think of anything else-Ramen, Ramen, Ramen-other than what just happened-Ramen, Ramen. . .'
"Someone's looking lovely today." Miroku said randomly as Sango observed the crew. She turned towards him and gave him a suspicious glare.

"And someone's looking for trouble today." she replied.

"Is that some sort of threat?" he asked playfully. Sango merely shrugged.

"That, and an observation." she pointed towards Inuyasha and Kagome. "You do realize that with the position you've put them in, Inuyasha's bound on giving you a sincere ass-kicking?"

"Hmm. . .yes." Miroku replied as he scratched his chin. "But I'm not sure if I'm due for an ass-kicking. . . or an ass-kissing."

"Excuse you?" Sango said shocked.

"You see. . .if Inuyasha gets fed up with Kagome enough, he'll be begging and pleading for me to change his part. Either that. . .or begging me to keep him as his part." Miroku smiled to himself. Sango just rolled her eyes.

"Just so you know, what you're doing is not helping their relationship as a married couple at all." she said annoyed.

"And how can you be so sure of that, Lady Sango?"

"It's just going to make them hate each other even more!"

"From what I see. . .hatred may be the last thing on their minds." Miroku said calmly as he pointed to the slightly blushing faces of Kagome and Inuyasha. Sango's eyes widened with shock as she looked at the two. She then looked at Miroku, who was smiling triumphantly.

"So what do you predict, Sango? Ass-kicking? Or ass-kissing?" Miroku smiled at her. Sango raised an eye brow as she was about to answer until she felt 'wandering hand'.

"PERVERT!" her voice echoed in throughout the set.

"Ass-kicking or ass-kissing. . .whatever! Just keep your hands away from me and their ass-touching!" Sango said with rage as she turned her head and walked away.