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Tredding on Thin Ice

Ch 1: Ben and Jerry's Sweet Revenge

"Come on Yuka, just give it to me…god knows I need it," the fiery reporter had obviously ran out of fuel as her body lay crumpled in a bar stool, her face in a deep frown.

Her dark haired friend shook her head in concern, "No way Kags, that's your second one tonight…haven't you had enough?"

No. What she'd had enough of was over-paid jocks who thought they ruled the world. What she'd had enough of was arrogant men who never looked her way just because she didn't throw her food up to fit in her clothes. And what she was definitely had enough of was the overwhelming feeling of defeat that was eating away at her pride.

Yuka sighed, "Funky Monkey or Double Fudge Brownie?"

Kagome licked the remains of her last pint off her spoon, "Give me the brownie, chocolate always seems to make me feel better…" In fact she was sure that it was the only thing that was going to make her feel better; she'd already tried a hot shower and that had only caused her to stare at herself in the bathroom mirror groaning at newly formed pimples…from stress obviously, and the little bump of baby fat on her stomach that never went away.

"I thought you were on a diet?" her friend asked, lifting the protective seal off the ice cream with her teeth.

"Yeah well…" Kagome took a bite of the deliciously sinful Ben and Jerry's concoction…now those men knew how to treat a lady," I've come to the conclusion that dieting was invited by dangerously thin women who just thought it would be funny to torment us normal women," she heard Yuka give an exasperated sigh, "Furthermore, if I were to become terminally thin, I would only attract assholes," one irritating hockey player seemed to come to mind, "And that would prove more hazardous to my health than a pint of Ice cream I can assure you,"

Yuka simply shook her head, "Yeah, I'm totally cutting you off," personally, she didn't think Kagome was fat at all; she was healthy, with real curves, and she'd always told her that if a man didn't appreciate them than they could go screw themselves.

"I hate it there, why did I even bother?" Kagome asked, resting her chin against the bar counter. This night had been a total nightmare, but what was worse, she hadn't expected to be as bad as it was. She was always able to access a situation and determine its pros and its cons, but tonight, her whole order had been thrown to the wind.

"Because you are a talented reporter Kagome," Yuka began, ready to defend her lifetime friend against...well…herself, "You're smart and you have a vocabulary that could put Webster to shame, you've helped out children in the midst of Civil War for Christ's sake, been through air bombings in the Middle East, famine in Africa, and now you're telling me that you can't handle a hockey team full of idiots? Honestly Kagome, I am thoroughly disappointed," Yuka feigned her best disappointed look, Come on…

"You know…" Kagome's body rose from the counter, her posture stiffening a bit.

Yuka smirked. That's my girl…

"You're right; I've been through a lot worse than this,"

"A lot worse"

"Of course I can handle a bunch of dim-witted jocks on ego steroids…"

"…of course"

"I'm a professional right?"

"Right…"

"Right, so tomorrow I will just waltz into that locker room, and—Oh dear God," Kagome nearly dived over the counter as she landed abruptly besides Yuka who looked at her as if she was completely bonkers.

"Uh…Kagome," Yuka looked down to her friend who was motioning her to keep her voice down, crawling on all floors so that she see barely over the counter tops, "What are you doing?" she whispered.

"See that guy over there?" she pointed next to the Juke box hoping that her friend would see who she referring to, "That's-"

"Oh my God that's Inuyasha Taisho, in my bar! Quick Kagome get the camera," Yuka squealed, attempting to pull Kagome to her feet until she was met with a stern 'shut up'. "What's your problem?" she asked, it wasn't every day you got to meet a celebrity after all.

"Do you ever listen to me?" Kagome hissed quietly, "He's the captain of the Tokyo Demons," she was met only by Yuka's bewildered face, "The team that I'm doing my expose on?" watching Yuka's face stiffen she realized that she finally understood.

"Was he one if the-"

"Jerks?" Kagome spat, "Yeah, the king of the lot in fact,"

Yuka's demeanor dropped drastically, like a child who realized that Santa was really their Dad on a midnight cookie run, "Bummer, I was going to marry him,"

"What?" Kagome nearly shrieked, "He's a complete moron!" How could anyone want to marry…that? Sure she'd only just met the guy, but second impressions rarely deviated from the first, and she was pretty sure she knew exactly what kind of person Inuyasha Taisho was. The words conceited, arrogant, pompous, rude, obnoxious, condescending came to mind…and sure they meant almost the same thing, but he deserved every single one of them.

"Well you know what they say, one man's trash is another man's—shit Kagome he's coming over here, with some woman,"

Kagome gave a small 'I knew it' grunt, "Just what I expected, first he goes all cave man on me and now he's going to play prince charming to some bimbo…jerk,"

"Hey bartender, two martinis," Inuyasha quickly ordered, turning his attention back to his companion. What was her name again? Oh well, he called them all 'babe' and 'sweetheart' anyway. She'd been waiting for him in the parking lot begging for an autograph, but she had a nice rack and a bubbly personality so he decided what the heck, might as well relieve some of that stress.

Behind the bar Kagome rolled her eyes, "A martini? What a girly man,"

Yuka shot her a glare, still not quite believing that her idol was that much of a jerk, "Coming from the girl who belongs in Ben and Jerry's rehab?"

Kagome pinched Yuka's calf causing her give a small yelp before scowling, whose side was she on anyway? "Shhh…he'll wonder who you're talking to."

"No he won't, he's too busy with his date…I think I've seen her on TV. Some sort of model for a make-up line," Yuka stated with a little more bitterness than expected.

"Well there's a surprise, well at least they have something in common…shit for brains," God what were the chances that he'd be in the same bar that she had been sulking in? Wasn't he supposed to be in one of those chic clubs or five star restaurants? This was her spot, and it wasn't that she was territorial or anything, he was more than welcomed to come to the bar when she wasn't there.

Her problem was that he had thrown her entire order, well…out of order. She had come to Yuka's for the traditional Ben and Jerry's 'pick-me-up' and a good friend's 'you-can-do-it' speech, but then he came along and like a virus to a hard drive, sent everything haywire.

Now she was on all fours on a floor that she was sure hadn't been scrubbed in weeks, hiding like a sand crab from bratty child with a sand bucket. Honestly…she was going to need therapy.

"What's the big deal? You just the met the guy Kagome…" Alternating glances between the handsome hockey player and her long time friend a rather disturbing thought came to mind, "Did he try to hit on you or something?"

Kagome shot her look as if she had just been asked to eat rat poisoning, "Gah…no," she huffed. In fact, she almost added, he had given her the once over and had found her lacking… which had hurt her self-esteem a bit…not that she'd ever admit it. "I barely spoke two whole sentences with the guy…"

Yuka shook her head staring down in disbelief, "Then what is going on? Why are you on the floor acting so…weird?"

"Because Yuka," You weren't supposed to have to explain things to best friends, they were just supposed to know. But somehow Inuyasha Taisho had managed to ruin even the sacred bonds of sisterhood, "For one, I had already been ignored, degraded, and completely beaten down by the entire team, not to mention groped…" her mind flashed the goalie with…fast hands, "Now you tell me what kind of guy goes and calls a woman a 'bitch' after she's been through all that abuse?"

"Did you do anything to provoke him?"

"Of course not!" Kagome nearly spat, "I wasn't even talking to him when he told me to 'shut my trap'…"

"Really he said that?"

"Yeah well something tells me he learned to read off of bar menus rather than books," she allowed her body to slump into an Indian squat against the liquor cabinet, "Are they gone yet?"

"Nope…still making out," Yuka sighed. Even upon hearing what a jerk the guy was she still couldn't help admire the devilishly attractive celebrity. "Wait…they're coming over here again," Yuka put on her brightest smile as the young hockey player made his way to the bar.

"Restroom key?" Inuyasha shot the bartender his infamous smirk as his date giggled in anticipation, her hands gently stroking his toned abdomen. Oh yes, he was going to relieve all that stress, and he wouldn't even have to take her back to his place…things were going his way indeed.

"Uhh yeah..sure," with her hands shaking Yuka gently placed the keys in his palm

trying to a suppress a 'I just touched Inuyasha Taisho' squeal.

"Thanks sweetheart," shooting her a wink he let himself be dragged into the bathroom by the promiscuous blonde before him.

"Did you just hear that?" Yuka gasped, her eyes in a starry stupor as her whole body rippled with happiness, "He called me sweetheart…"

"Yeah well he's about to use your bathroom as a honey moon suite," Kagome hoisted herself off the floor as she watched the couple make their room towards the restroom, her eyes gleaming in contempt. No respect at all…

"Ewwww…I have to clean that afterward," Yuka had obviously been awakened out of her day dream by thought of having to clean up after the two lovebirds.

"Hey Yuka," Kagome asked, her eyes dancing in mischief, "Do you have the master key for the bathrooms?"

"Yeah it's right here, why?"

"Oh you'll see," Kagome grinned wildly as she unhooked the keys, "Let's just say he's about to get to know his date a whole lot better…"

"Kagome," Yuka warned, her eyes in shock, "That's a little immature don't you think?"

Kagome rolled her eyes, "Listen they'll be locked in there till morning, he'll be so desperate to get away from that twit that when you come in and set him free he will be overwhelmed by gratitude…catch on?""

Yuka's face brightened at the thought, "Well what are you waiting for? Go on, do it."

Trying to go unnoticed Kagome briskly made her way through the customers and their tables, quickly realizing that they were too enveloped in their own conversations to her notice her anyway. As she approached the door, muffled moans reached her ears as she shook her head in disgust. I hope this teaches you a lesson you sack of morally depleted hormones. She inserted the master key into the lock, smiling as it made a loud click.

"Hey?" she heard a voice from inside the bathroom doors, "What the hell is going on?" someone was trying to pound the door open, but to no avail. Thank God Yuka decided to invest in strong doors…

Twirling the keys in her hands she motioned for Yuka to turn the music up so that no one would hear their cries for help, but before leaving to admire her handi work she whispered into the crevice between the door and wall…

"You just wouldn't understand…moron."