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Some party . . .

Inuyasha was sitting at the table, his expression clearly bored. After the little 'introduction' he had to endure, he had been led down to a table with 7 other people to have dinner, which he wolfed down in a matter of minutes. He threw a careless glance at the small band that were playing a corner, performing an old classical tune. About to go crazy, the hanyou looked at the other people seated at the table.

Sango was in a heated argument with Miroku, who was sporting another handprint on his left cheek. Can't talk to them . . . he thought, his eyes falling to the person on Sango's left.

It was an old man Inuyasha didn't know. He had a long grey beard and a broad forehead, his facial features strangely similar to the woman next to him. Must be Taijiya-sama . . .Sango's Jii-san . . .

Kenji was talking casually with Seiji, their conversation topic being the success of the ball.

"I agree, these events always put me at ease," Mr. Taijiya agreed, putting a spoonful of pudding his mouth. The dog demon turned his gaze away. Can't talk to them . . . they'll trap me in some boring 'old folk' talk. . .

His eyes then fell to the person on Mr. Higurashi's right, his golden eyes narrowing. I might as well kill myself than talk to that baka! Sesshoumaru's eyes rose from the plate of fish he was eating, as if hearing Inuyasha's mental comment, and raised an eyebrow at him. "Something you want, little brother?"

Inuyasha snorted before resuming his little table traveling. The lady next to Sesshoumaru was Kikyou, the adopted granddaughter of Seiji. She was dressed in a red gown, her hair left down to frame her angular face. The hanyou shook his head, knowing better than to strike conversation with that woman. She still gives me that creepy feeling . . . Inuyasha felt relieved the minute his older brother turned to the woman and started talking. Hah! I'll see how long they can stand each other, he smirked.

"What are you smiling at?"

The hanyou turned to his right side, where Kagome sat, her eyes looking curiously at him. Like him, she had been sitting there for a duration of an hour, and yet she still looked beautiful in her stunning black gown.

"Nothing," Inuyasha grumbled, turning away to hide his red face from the heiress. Why the hell am I thinking about her this way?

He heard her breath a sigh, and turned to look at her. She had her head propped up on a hand, her expression mimicking his own bored face. "I hate these events," she mumbled, glancing up at the golden-eyed man that looked at her.

"Your grandfather thinks its just grand," he said sarcastically, reaching over to fix his sling. "This is one boring party."

"I agree," the miko nodded, flicking a pea off her plate with her fork. "I wish there was something else we could do than sit around, eat, and visit people."

Inuyasha sank back into his seat, thinking life was hopeless, before an idea striking his head. He rose abruptly from the table, shaking it slightly and catching the attention of the 14 pairs of eyes.

"Where are you going?" Miroku inquired, massaging his face.

"Somewhere," he grinned, a mischevious glint in his eye. The others hadn't known the hanyou long enough to know what that look meant, but Sesshoumaru did.

"What are you planning?" he asked cooly, his eyes narrowing. Inuyasha chose to ignore his brother, and made his way over to the band who had just finished their last song.

"Do you guys take requests?" the dog demon asked, looking over the trumpets, trombones, clarinets, tubas, and other various instruments.

"Of course. What'd you had in mind?" the conductor asked, the crinkles around his eyes creasing with a smile.

Inuyasha leaned over and whispered something in his ear, causing the elderly gentlemen to smile even wider. "Yes sir!" he exclaimed, turning to his band and quietly announcing the song.

The hanyou hurried back to the table, where he grabbed the heiress by the hand. "What are you doing?" she asked, flustered and confused.

"Just c'mon!" Inuyasha pulled her onto a flat brown platform made for dancing just as the band struck the tune.

Kagome's jaw dropped at the introduction of "In the Mood" was heard throughout the ballroom, causing the hundreds of heads to turn in their direction.

Smiling, the dog demon situated the young woman so they could dance. Kagome's wide-eyed stare went back to their table, where Sango was giving her the thumbs up sign, Miroku was laughing, Sesshoumaru was staring, Kikyou was gaping, and the two old men were in shock. Her gaze was torn away as Inuyasha twirled her on the dance floor, his eyes twinkling.

"C'mon, Kagome," he grinned, "you don't want these people to think you can't dance."

The heiress' eyes flashed, taking his comment as a challenge. "Are you sure they'll be thinking about me?" She took his good hand and extending out, twirled into his body, coming into contact with his chest. "They'll be thinking you can't dance after I'm done," she smirked.

Inuyasha's eyes widened at the woman's movements, but shook himself and began to dance, their bodies swaying to the music.

Back at the table, the 6 other people were watching the two dance in admiration. "They really do look handsome together, don't they?" Seiji sighed, his eyes sparkling.

Miroku was watching his friend and the heiress twirl and laugh to the music, envious of their fun. Without a second thought, he pulled Sango out of her seat and took her to the dance floor. Sango was speechless, surprised at the officer, but merely laughed it off and began to dance with him.

Soon after, more and more couples were joining in the fun, the band striking another jazzy tune after another. Even Sesshoumaru had to tap his foot to the catchy beat, his head swaying back and forth slightly. "So my brother isn't as incompetent as he looks," he commented, glancing at the stotic woman next to him.

Kikyou sat, staring at her younger sister who was laughing and enjoying herself. How unbecoming, she thought bitterly. And Jii-san was stupid enough to name HER his heir . . . she excused herself, leaving the table to go to the restroom.

Seiji and Kenji were clapping to the music, looking on at their grandchildren's fun. "I've never seen Kagome this happy since . . . well, you know," Taijiya-sama smiled.

"I know what you mean, my dear friend, I know what you mean . . ." Seiji choked back a tear as Inuyasha spun her once more with his good arm. Inuyasha . . . arigatou . . .

Inuyasha and Kagome were panting, their foreheads beaded with sweat. The hanyou looked down at his dancing partner, her face beaming with happiness. So this is what she's really like . . . he thought, dipping her down low and causing her to gasp in enjoyment.

"Wow!" she laughed, gasping for breath.

Noticing that the dance floor was becoming a stuffy, he tugged on her arm. "Let's go outside for some air," he suggested in her ear, pulling her towards a balcony.

The night air greeted them as they burst through the glass doors, laughing and talking. "Did you see Sango when Miroku started doing his strange dance moves?" Kagome asked, holding her sides from laughing.

"Yep, I thought she was going to fall down laughing," he grinned, leading her to the ledge.

They stared out at Tokyo's illuminated city, the stars twinkling overhead. "How beautiful," Kagome breathed, leaning in closer to her body guard as a gust of wind blew.

Inuyasha held her protectively, shifting his shattered arm slightly. The heiress looked up, worried. "Are you alright? You shouldn't have been dancing with that arm."

"Feh, I'm fine," he snorted, pulling her closer in his arms. She feels . . . right . . .

Kagome stood back, his chest curving his with her back. He feels . . .

"Kagome?"

"Hmm?" she looked up at his golden eyes, her own coffee brown pools brimming with contemntment.

The hanyou shifted slightly, not knowing whether to ask the question that was burning his tongue. "Um . . ."

The heiress turned to face him directly, her face illuminated by moonlight. "Tell me," she said quietly, tilting her face up to his.

"Kagome . . . I have a confession to make," he blurted, turning his face away.

Alarmed, she stepped back, staring him straight in the eye. "What is it?"

It's now or never . . . "Well, last night, when you were sleeping, you were having a nightmare, and you started glowing a white light, and then I tried to shake you awake but I was somehow transported into your dream, and I saw something," he intook a deep breath and closed his eyes, waiting for a slap or explosion of some kind. Wow, I said that all with one breath . . .

Kagome looked at him, her face pale and lips trembling. Why did he have to bring THAT up? Oh kami, will I ever be freed from this curse? "What exactly . . . did you see?" she asked quietly, her voice cracking.

Inuyasha cracked an eye open, and seeing her calm but scared expression, muttered, "You were all beat up and crouching by a bush, and some guy came out behind a tree, but all I saw were his feet . . ."

The young woman intook a sharp breath, before turning away and looking back at the city. That night . . . he saw me that night . . . but he didn't see who it was . . .

"Gomen nasi, Kagome," he mumbled, his expression sad. He turned to go back into the ballroom when a small hand grabbed him by the shoulder.

"Wait," she whispered. Confused, Inuyasha stood still, gazing down at her.

"You saw nothing?" she asked again, her lip trembling.

Inuyasha shook his head. "No, nothing; I just had to tell you . . . when that white light that engulfed me and took me into your dream, I felt like I was violating your privacy or something," he mumbled.

Kagome looked up at him, amazed. "You're not going to pry about who the guy was?"

The hanyou shook his head once more. "What happened back then is your business, not mine."

The heiress looked down, waiting a few seconds before speaking, her voice soft. "That white light . . . that was probably my miko power you saw. It usually glows around me when I'm scared or angry."

Inuyasha waited for a couple of seconds, while she continued.

"My miko powers have subconscious; it feels everything I feel, and more. I guess you can say it's more in tuned with my heart. When you shook me, your intentions were to wake me up, right?"

He nodded his head. "That was the idea."

"I guess that it sensed your need to protect me, in a sense," she said softly. "My powers trust you, like I do. You're not the first one to see me like that; Jii-san tried to wake me up once, but he was thrown back by the energy." She winced at the memory.

"So what makes me so special?" Inuyasha asked.

"I'm not sure . . ." she trailed off quietly. "That dream . . . that night . . . it still haunts me . . . "

She turned to face him, and met his strong chest. She looked up into Inuyasha's golden eyes, before burying her head into him.

"I'm here, don't worry," he soothed. "My job is to protect you from harm, future or past."

He lifted her head slightly, and seeing the tears in her eyes, wiped them away with a clawed finger. He stared straight into her coffee-brown eyes, his heart melting. He subconsicously began to lean down, as Kagome tilted her head higher, and without a second thought, pulled her into a heart-felt kiss.

Kagome . . . he thought, intaking her sweet scent as he wrapped his arm around her.

She sighed, pushing up to deepen the kiss. Inuyasha . . .

AU: DUN DUN DUN!!! they've danced, they've confessed, they've kissed! now isn't that the cutest thing? but don't be fooled, it can't/doesn't end that easily! muahahah, sorry! so has Kagome given into Inuyasha? Who is that guy who haunts her dreams? What's Kikyou so angry about? gotta stay tuned to find out!

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NOTE: I am going on a volleyball tournament tomorrow, and won't be back until late friday night. But do not fret! I will bring paper and pencils with me, so while we hang out, I'll be writing! wish us luck!