There was a pounding in her head that wouldn't subside as Kagome reluctantly turned in her bed, trying her hardest to go back to sleep. The events of the night were hazy almost immediately after the fight. Which she would admit was the most explosive two minutes she had ever seen. She groaned again, pulling the extra pillow on the bed onto her face, pressing it into the pillow, trying to drown out the natural sunlight that streamed into her room through the curtains. Kagome groaned at the sound of a voice, and she lifted her hand, waving it in the air. "No." She responded, her voice muffled through the pillow, "leave me alone. My head hurts."

"It's called a hangover." Inuyasha said, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Would you mind getting up? Miroku somehow landed us a thing on some YouTube channel. Like a twenty-one questions type of thing. We're supposed to be in Los Angeles in like three hours so if you could...ya know...get the fuck up?"

"Fuck off." Kagome said, giving Inuyasha the middle finger. Inuyasha rolled his eyes as he leaned in the doorway of her room, shoving his hands into the pockets of his back jeans. "My head hurts so much."

"You have a hangover." Inuyasha repeated, looking at the watch he had on his wrist. "We have to go, Kagome, get up, get ready, c'mon." he said, pushing up the sleeves of his red baseball shirt as he approached the bed. One of his hands grabbed onto the heavy duvet cover, throwing it off of Kagome. He watched as she cuddled into herself, refusing to get up. Inuyasha grumbled, gently tugging at one of her arms, her body dragging lifelessly after it.

"I feel like I'm gonna puke." Kagome muttered under her breath, as she sat up in the bed. Inuyasha quietly stepped away from the bed, preferring to hang out on the other side of the nightstand. She covered her mouth as she swiftly got out of the bed, running on her tip toes to the bathroom and shoving her face into the toilet bowl. Inuyasha scrunched up his nose and winced as he heard the all too familiar cry of someone spewing the entirety of their stomach contents into a toilet bowl. After all, he had done that mere days before. He also knew how annoying it was getting vomit in your hair, so as reluctant as the half-demon was, he pushed himself off of the wall and walked into the bathroom, taking a handful of Kagome's hair in his hand. "Thank you." Kagome breathed between gasps for air, and then her body shivered and she shoved her face back into the toilet.

"Yep..." Inuyasha responded plainly, eyes turned up to the ceiling. "Don't mention it." After a few minutes, Kagome's body went limp, as she turned in her spot, her back against the toilet seat. Inuyasha let go of her hair, crossing his arms as he looked down at the pathetic state of the woman before him. He fought down a smile. "You feel any better?"

"Yeah." Kagome said, taking in a deep breathe. "My head still hurts."

"It'll go away soon." Inuyasha said, and cleared his throat as he played with his watch, neither of them sure of what to say. "You should probably..." his voice trailed off.

"Yeah." Kagome said, as she got up slowly. "Right I should probably..."

"Shower...get ready." Inuyasha said, turning to leave the bathroom.

"Right! Yeah...shower...get ready. With you..."

"Excuse me?" Inuyasha turned his head in her direction, ears pointed alerted at her. Did I hear her correctly?

"Nothing!" Kagome exclaimed; her eyes widened as she realized exactly what she had said. It hadn't meant to come out, honest! It was an afterthought, a painfully embarrassing one that caused her to have rose colored cheeks and cover her face with her hands like an embarrassed teenage girl. "Absolutely nothing! I'm gonna get ready now!" She said quickly, as she pressed her hands into his back, attempting to move the man out of her bathroom. But he was a rock. She looked down to see if his feet had even budged but he didn't even seem to be moving. "I said go!"

"Alright, alright," He moved one foot forward, "I'm going. Don't get your panties in a twist, woman."

"Don't call me woman!" Kagome exclaimed now trying to use her shoulder to move the half-demon out of the bathroom. "You've got your own bathroom in your own side of this hotel room go hang out in your own."

"Don't call me dog boy and I won't spend my days trying to annoy you!"

"You annoyed me first!" Kagome said, through her forceful attempts at getting Inuyasha out of her bathroom. There wasn't much progress that she could expect to make pushing him out. After all the dude was practically 90 percent muscle, and a hanyou to boot. "Now get out!"

"Okay hold on." Inuyasha said, turning on his heel, his hands quickly shooting up to grab Kagome by her elbow. "I annoyed you first? You're the one who got black out drunk and that I had to carry into the hotel because you were too drunk to function for yourself. I held your hand the entire time we were at that club because I didn't want you to wander off and get kidnapped or something! I babysat your ass for pretty much the whole night after the fight!"

"You did that because you wanted to, no one told you to! You could've sent me home with Sesshomaru!" Kagome yelled back, glaring up at Inuyasha. She straightened herself and tore her arms out of Inuyasha's grasp. "You didn't have to deal with me!"

"You begged me to come with!" Inuyasha yelled back furrowing his eyebrows. "The fuck am I supposed to say to that?"

"No!" Kagome yelled back, a bewildered look on her eyes. "It's that simple N-O. No! You could have easily said you're sending me home either way and that you don't wanna deal with me being drunk!" Frankly, she didn't remember ever begging to come with Inuyasha. She didn't even remember the majority of last night.

"You guilt tripped me!" He yelled back turning his hands in, pointing at his chest. "You made me feel bad if I said no!"

"I never guilt tripped you!" Kagome yelled back, mimicking his motions. "I don't guilt trip people! So you're fucking lying. You could have said no!"

"Don't fucking call me a liar." Inuyasha said darkly, lowering his voice. He pointed a clawed finger at her, narrowing her eyes. "You got that? I don't like it."

"I don't guilt trip people, Inuyasha! I didn't guilt trip you into letting me tag along! That's pathetic!"

"You were fucking pathetic last night Kagome! I had to tell Miroku to let venues know not to supply full bottles of Hennessy because of you!" Inuyasha pointed out, shifting his pointed finger from Kagome to the doorway. "And you did guilt trip me, what the hell am I supposed to say to you when you repeatedly asked to come along! You would've cried! Women like you cry at shit like that! I don't like seeing girls cry!"

"Who's fucking fault is it that you think me asking a lot is guilt tripping? It's yours!" Kagome followed Inuyasha as he moved to leave the bathroom, crossing into her bedroom. "And women like me? So, we're stereotyping now?!"

"Kagome shut the fuck up!" Inuyasha yelled back, turning on his heel. "I'm sick of all your bullshit and we've only been together for two and a half months, I'm fucking done!"

"You can't break up with me, we aren't even together!"

"No!" Inuyasha yelled back, pressing his finger into Kagome's chest, "I'm done with you! I'm done trying to be nice to you when you don't even try to be nice back! I'm tired of being the one putting all the effort in!"

"You put all the effort in?!" Kagome screamed, causing Inuyasha to droop his ears, laying them against his head. "I'm sorry, who's the one who's still getting arrested left, and right?! Is there another Inuyasha Takahashi as famous as you running around causing havoc?! This won't fucking work until you get your act together Inuyasha!" There was a moment in which Kagome realized that she may have gone too far. She noticed a change in the air around him, a slight tinge of sadness in his golden eyes. She swallowed a lump that was forming in her throat. "This situation isn't easy for me."

"And you think it's a fucking cakewalk for me?" Inuyasha sneered, seething. His hands balled up in fists at his side. "Do you think everything is easier for me because I have money?"

"Whoa," Kagome said, raising her hands, "when did I ever say that?" She asked, irritated with his assumption. Of course, she knew it wasn't easy for him. Here he was being forced to give his money, and share his life with a complete stranger for a year. It's hard having to open the most intimate parts of your life...your finances with a complete stranger. She wouldn't doubt that for a second. "This has nothing to do with money. I wasn't saying that this situation wasn't hard for you, either. But...my entire life as I know it has stopped for a year, and possibly the rest of my next few days. Because of you I've been thrusted into the public eye when I would have much rather lived quietly."

"You could've easily said no." Inuyasha responded. Kagome flinched, realizing that her words were coming back to her, and biting her hard in the ass. "Don't blame me for the choices you decided to make."

"You think I expected Miroku to say yes to me saying one million dollars as the price point?"

"You're guilt tripping right now."

"I'm...not?" Kagome said wearily. Inuyasha rolled his eyes at her.

"You say you don't guilt trip and yet you keep guilt tripping me. I hate people who lie."

"I don't lie, Inuyasha!"

"I rest my case."

"Inuyasha!" Kagome exclaimed, anger in her voice. "Can you stop being a dick for even a few seconds?!"

"I'm not even being a dick; I'm pointing out the incongruity in your statements." He said plainly, taking a deep breath. "Look just...go get ready." He added, clearing his throat. Kagome watched as he left her room, letting the double doors of it slam shut behind him. She winced slightly at the sound of the doors slamming behind him, she heard a heavy sigh, and she quickly approached the doors, pressing her ear against it. She couldn't hear much other than the telltale pop noise of a bottle being opened.

"It's so early." She whispered to herself, pushing away from the door. She shook her head, "maybe I'm just...overthinking." she muttered to herself, walking back towards the bathroom.

And yet, Kagome thought, running her hands over her hair as she showered, her eyes narrowed in the direction of her bedroom doors. I can't help but shake off the feeling that...it's early. She felt a twisting in her stomach, knots forming as her mind wandered, trying to think of other drinks...any other thing that would make the sound. As far as she knew no water bottles opened by pulling out a cork, she didn't know of any carbonated drinks that we're alcoholic that made that sound when opened. She fought against her instincts as she stood in the shower, letting the cool water hit against her back. There was sinking feeling in her gut as she remembered something Inuyasha had said not too long ago. Something she had ignored, willingly.

"I'm an alcoholic."

She ignored it.

She thought it was a joke. Like how sometimes people joke about things with a straight expression and you're left wondering if it was a joke...or if they were being serious. If she had Inuyasha's ears, they would be drooped right now. Then she shook her head. "No," she said to herself, "I mean one alcoholic drink the morning isn't like...bad. Right? I mean I've done it. It definitely wasn't the best part of my life. Unquestionably was the lowest point of my life so far." She shook her head sighing as she finished up her shower and brushed her teeth.

"Let's go!" Inuyasha's voice called from outside her room. "We don't have all day!"

"Shut up! I just finished my shower!" Kagome hollered back, rolling her eyes as she stepped out of the shower, wringing out her hair. "Calm down!"

"Keh!"

She sighed. It was becoming clearer and clearer that neither of them wanted anything to do with none another, and it wasn't just becoming apparent to themselves, it was becoming apparent to those around them as well. She saw the worried glances Sesshomaru and Miroku shared as night as Inuyasha and Kagome squabbled. She heard their conversation during the fight, worrying that this wasn't working, what were they to do? Maybe switch her out? No that would give a bad impression on Inuyasha. The last thing he needed attached to his name was womanizer. She pulled on a pair of black jeans, and put on a white dress shirt, loosely tucking it into her pants leaving it half unbuttoned. She slipped into her shoes, and threw her clothes into her duffle bag, and quickly gathered her things from the room. They wouldn't be returning to Vegas. From Los Angeles they would be flying straight back to New York as soon as they were done filming the video for the YouTube channel. She heard banging on her door as she picked up her duffle bag and brushed her hair, "Would you calm down!"

"We have to go!" It was a new voice this time, Miroku. "C'mon Kagome!"

"I'm coming!" She replied, rolling her eyes. Geez, these men are impatient. She opened the door, and Miroku rolled his eyes, turning on his heel. "Okay let's go."

"No, you two are going alone, I'm going back to New York with everyone else." Miroku said, glancing between Inuyasha and Kagome. "I don't have to be there for this, ya know."

"Are you serious?" Inuyasha said, as he took the keys to the rental car Miroku rented for them to take, "C'mon man, you can't just leave us to crash and burn."

"No, we literally may crash and burn if it's just the two of us in that car." Kagome said, a pleading look in her eyes. "Look we aren't really on speaking terms right no-"

"We never have been." Inuyasha interjected. Miroku raised his hand, seeing as he knew this would end in another argument.

"I don't want to hear it." Miroku said, "I called the magazine, they said it was fine, so long as you got there before 6 pm. The quicker you guys get on the road and make that road trip, the quicker you'll both get to go home to your apartments and not speak to each other for as long as you shall please."

"Fine." Kagome grumbled.

"Now give me your bags." Miroku said, extending his hands, motioning for them to give him their bags. Inuyasha handed him his red duffle bag, while Kagome handed him her pink one. She adjusted the cross-body purse she had on, and crossed her arms. "Good. I'll make sure these get to your apartments safely."

"Mhm."

"Yup."

Giving one final glance between the two Miroku left, closing the door to the hotel room softly behind him. Inuyasha's ear flickered in the direction of the door, and he crossed his arms, staring at Kagome. Kagome did the same.

There was tension. Nothing sexual, no lust...it was just tense. It was clear that neither party wanted to address the bitter argument that happened before Miroku arrived. It was clear that Inuyasha was irritated to no end by Kagome, and she of him. She glanced over at the kitchenette, noticing an empty wine glass, and a bottle of wine. Her eyes darted back to Inuyasha. "Were you drinking?" She asked, watching his reaction closely. He tensed up, clenching his jaw as he adverted his gaze. Kagome squinted at him, waiting for his response. Of course, she knew the answer already, it was evident. She just wanted to see if he would lie.

And... Man would he lie.

"No." He said, a tinge of annoyance, arrogance in his voice. She raised an eyebrow. "That's from last night. I couldn't sleep so had some wine and watched a few YouTube videos...that's all."

Oh, Kagome thought, he's good. "Well alright then." She responded wearily, clearing her throat as she looked at her phone. "Are we just...not going to talk about wat happened earlier."

"No." Inuyasha responded, turning on his heel to leave the suite, Kagome followed closely after him. "I'm not apologizing for a damn thing."

"And I'm not asking you to." Kagome shot back, slightly irritated. She watched as he pressed the button to call the elevator. "You don't think we should talk about it? You think I assume your life is sunshine and lollipops because you have money. I don't."

"Oh really?" Inuyasha asked, raising an eyebrow at the woman. "I don't remember that."

"You're fucking joking, right?" Kagome sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "I'm trying to be civil here."

"What's the point it's not going to work. We're just going to go right back to bitching at each other." He shrugged his shoulders, letting Kagome get into the elevator before him, adjusting the sunglasses that sat atop his head.

"I know that Inuyasha...but what I'm suggesting is that we'd be much less likely to keep bitching at each other if we talked about what made us angry."

Inuyasha blinked...and then blinked again. He pursed his lips to fight down the laughter. So... she thinks our problems can be fixed by just talking? The fuck is this? Therapy? "Honey...our problems cannot be fixed by talking shit out." He said, rubbing the tip of his nose with the knuckle of his finger. Kagome put her hands on her hips. "Sorry."

"Must you shoot down every single fucking option I bring up? You keep complaining about me not being nice to you and then when I am nice to you, you have a problem with it." Inuyasha looked away from her irritated. "Make it make sense, Inuyasha." There was silence as the elevator descended to the lobby, and an uncomfortable silence as they made their way to the car. Kagome figured that they would spend the four-hour drive from Las Vegas to Los Angeles in silence. That was fine by her, she didn't really want to talk to Inuyasha much anyways. She had her phone for entertainment, that would suffice her. She rolled her eyes internally as she heard the music get gradually louder, until she could barely hear her own thoughts. Thank god I can read lips! Kagome thought to herself, turning her body away from Inuyasha. She knew that the only reason why he would turn the music up that loud is because he didn't feel like hearing a damn thing, she would say to him for the next four hours. Quite frankly she didn't want to hear a damn thing he said either. She wasn't going to beg him to be respectful of her at least attempting to keep the little bit of peace they had between each other. The awkward respectfulness that they had after that kiss they had on the full moon had long, long gone. Within days of those events they were back to their old selves, ripping each other to shreds with their words. Kagome realized that since being around Inuyasha, she had grown to have a little bit of a backbone to herself. She stood up for herself more (especially against him), which was rare for her seeing as she was often the quiet friend who tended to be quite agreeable to everything...she was especially like that in high school.

She chuckled to herself, trying to imagine the faces the people back home are making seeing her on tv, magazines, gossip channels. Granted it wasn't by her own accord, but it was shocking to see someone so quiet and meek grace the front page of the internet out of nowhere, not only that, but that (to them at least) she had managed to bag Inuyasha, of all people. She had to admit, if anything was going to be rewarding from this experience it would be that. Imaging the faces of the people she hated the most, sitting in a bar on a dreary Saturday night, watching the "big fight" on the tv and spitting out their drinks when the camera pans to her face, smiling sitting front row.

It was a thought that brought joy to her just thinking about it.

When they arrived at the studio where the video would be filmed, Inuyasha felt his stomach do a turn as realization hit him.

He didn't know a damned thing about Kagome and she didn't know a damn thing about him (besides whatever he had told her over dinner that one day).

He squeezed her hand as they were led by an intern to where the video would film. "Kagome." He whispered, looking down in her direction. Kagome breathed in heavily, looking away from him. "Kagome it's urgent."

"Sorry," Kagome said sweetly, causing the intern that was leading them turn their head, stopping in their tracks. "Can we have a moment? I remembered I have to tell him something, privately." The intern blushed—assuming something else and quickly turned on their heel, ducking into a nearby room. "What is it?" Kagome huffed, placing a hand on her hip as she looked up at Inuyasha, her wavy hair brushing gently against her forearm.

"How am I supposed to answer forty-five questions about you and our 'relationship' when we don't even know each other?" It was a genuine question, this Kagome could tell, but what she couldn't tell was why the hell he was so worried.

"We can lie." She deadpanned. Inuyasha raised an eyebrow. "Look, they aren't going to know what's true and what's not. Answer the questions you do know honestly, the rest of them lie. Every once in a while, I'll say you answered one wrong."

"Right..." Inuyasha said, scratching the back of his neck. "That make's sense." Kagome nodded and turned on her heel, walking in the direction the intern went. Inuyasha grabbed onto her forearm. "Can you stop being mad? I'm over it."

"I'm not." Kagome responded, once again ripping her arm out of his grasp.

"Kagome..."

"Inuyasha we have more issues than just talking about it can fix, don't you think?" Kagome said, bitterly. Inuyasha winced slightly at her words. "And stop acting like the victim...it's unbecoming of you."

"What? I'm not acting like the victim." Inuyasha defended himself, becoming irritated with the woman. Kagome rolled her eyes. "I'm not!"

"Yes, you are." Kagome replied calmly, not wanting to cause a scene in the middle of the large open space. She looked in the direction of the set, where two grey armchairs waited for them, with a table slightly behind them. On the table, a stack of cards laid in a neat pile. She bit her bottom lip as one of the staff members looked in their direction waving. "Look, I kind of don't want to continue talking about what happened this morning so let's pretend it never happened, alright? If you're over it then I should be over it too." Kagome said as she started in the direction of the set. Inuyasha grumbled as he followed closely behind.

The nerve of her! Inuyasha thought as he sat down where they told him too, letting a team of women brush out his hair, adjust it just right. Me? Acting like the victim?! She's the one who just refuses to get over it talking about some she's still not over it! Still not over it my fucking ass, she's just being petty! The women disbanded from around him and he waited in the chair, playing with the microphone clipped to his shirt. "Please don't play with that." One of the sound producers said, causing Inuyasha to quickly let go of it.

"Sorry." He said awkwardly, squinting his eyes as the lighting was adjusted. He looked over to Kagome watching as she allowed her group of women to apply light makeup seeing as she hadn't worn any, looking through the cards as she did so. For a brief moment, Inuyasha thought about getting up and leaving. He hated being on video, which was ironic seeing as he loved being in the spotlight. Pictures he didn't mind, but videos and public speaking were not his strong suite. Unless of course it was during or after a fight, that he was okay with.

"Don't be nervous." He heard one of the staff members say, giving Inuyasha smile. "You two are a very lovely couple, people will eat this stuff up."

Inuyasha gave them a crooked grin, "yeah," he said laughing nervously, "thanks."

"I hope you're ready to answer all these questions." Kagome teased, winking at Inuyasha.

"No, I'm not." Inuyasha said back, nervously. "I'll be surprised if I pass."

"Inuyasha!" Kagome exclaimed jokingly, "seriously?"

"How about we film the intro first, take a little break and then start filming the actual video from there?" The person that was in charge asked, Inuyasha nodded. "Cool, so the intro is just you both introducing yourselves, and then Kagome you can end it by saying 'and we're playing the GQ couples quiz'." There was a small pause, and then a count down. Inuyasha spoke.

"Hey what's up?" He gave a small wave, "It's Inuyasha."

"And I'm Kagome," Kagome chimed in smiling to the camera, "today we're going to see just how much Inuyasha knows me by playing the couples quiz." She turned to Inuyasha, smiling. "Are you ready?"

"Let's do it baby." He responded, giving her a wink.