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They crowded outside of the door, only a little worried of what was on the other side.

"Guys, this is mean," Sango whispered. She grabbed Miroku's hand and gave him the do-this-and-you're-not-getting-any-for-a-month look. "Seriously, he'll be in a really crappy mood if we do this. I am not going to spend the whole day with thisp-ohed jerk in the studio, not way."

"Sango, I think you're failing to see exactly how funny this will be," Miroku said. He slowly opened the bedroom door, peeking around to see Inuyasha spread eagle on his bed. Kagome blushed. Sango contained a giggle. Miroku smiled. "Okay, Kagome, now go in between his legs and-"

"Don't. Even. Think about it," Inuyasha snarled. Keeping his eyes closed, he pointed to a table in the corner of his room, covered in papers. His computer that printed music was still on and warm to the touch. His guitar wasn't put back in its case.

"Inuyasha," Kagome said, standing straight, "when did you go to sleep?" She felt his forehead with the back of her hand, blushing even more when she noticed he was only in boxers.

"What time is it?" he growled, trying to not whimper at her touch. He had been having a pleasant dream, and the woman that haunted it was standing over him with concern. Down boy, she's not yours, He thought, hoping his dick got the message.

"Like, eight in the morning," Sango said. "You room is such a sty, Inuyasha. Seriously, you have the money to hire help, so why don't you?" Sango continued her lecture while Inuyasha blatantly ignored her.

"I passed out, like, four hours ago," he said, sitting up. Kagome immediately pushed him back into a lay-down position. She closed the blinds and began to shove Miroku and Sango out of the room.

"You'll get sick without sleep, Inuyasha. Miroku, would you put that down so we can leave him alone?"

Miroku didn't respond as he read the words scribbled on the yellow pages, glancing at the music that was still pouring from the printer.

"Inuyasha…this is amazing…you wrote all of this last night?" He asked. Inuyasha tried to sit up again, only to be shoved again.

"Yes, and would you stop that?" Miroku stepped past kagome to Inuyasha's side. "Is any of it any good?"

"Good? Inuyasha, this is pretty good stuff…I mean, we'll have to go over it, but…wow…we must celebrate." Miroku stood up, and hugged Sango. "We are leaving to get some champagne. Inuyasha, clean yourself up. We'll meet you at the studio." And they were gone.

Inuyasha stood up, yanking his knit cap tighter onto his head while he pulled on a pair of jeans that might have been clean. He looked up and saw Kagome. Her eyes were closed so tight they must have been hurting.

"Everything impressive is covered, you can open your eyes," he said. She blushed and opened her eyes.

"Inuyasha? Can…can I ask you something?" she paged through the music that had stopped coming from the printer. It really was good.

"I think you already are." He smiled and tied his shoes, his t-shirt rising up his back as he bent over. Kagome noticed his muscles moves as they were exposed. She blushed again, shaking her head of all the lustful thoughts going through her mind. "What's up?"

"Um…where do you get the inspiration for all of these songs? I mean, you seem like a pretty good guy and they are normally such, uh, dark lyrics. It seems like a very pained person wrote these and…" she was at a loss for words. Inuyasha stood up next to her, his body only inches from her own. She could feel his body heat. Quickly the lecherous part of her brain realized he was just in a thin t-shirt. If she would get close enough, she could feel his muscles. A heat rushed to her cheeks immediately.

"Well, maybe you don't know me as well as you think. Perhaps and I'm terribly depressed, a suicide waiting to happen. I could be ready to go slit my wrists, and I'm just waiting for one more person to piss me off until I go completely psycho," he whispered. Inuyasha moved even closer, making Kagome back up until she ran into the wall. He put a hand on the wall next to her head on both sides. He moved impossibly close. Kagome wasn't sure where he stopped and she began. He moved his mouth dangerously close to her ear. Kagome could feel his hot breath against her ear. "Or maybe I'm faking it."

Suddenly she realized she didn't need eyes to know Inuyasha was near. Her body was reacting in a way it never had to a man. It knew that a man was close, and maybe a little too close. But her heart enjoyed him so near. Her head was screaming to run, but she didn't want to.

She trusted him. Her body was saying 'Please kiss me, I want you so bad,' but her head shouted 'Don't, you'll get hurt again. Or worse, you'll hurt him.' Inuyasha kissed the outside of her ear, moving down to nip at her neck. Kagome could help her self. Her hands wrapped around his waist and she pulled away from the wall a little. Her vision was fuzzy, and she couldn't think.

Inuyasha pulled back from Kagome, only to press his lips against hers. He moved her against the wall, running his hands up and down her body. Kagome shuddered. His kiss went quickly from simple to hot and passionate. Inuyasha ran his hands through her hair, making Kagome moan into his mouth. Kagome felt her self begin the move with Inuyasha, proceeding to move farther and faster.

I am making out with the hottest guy ever…except maybe Fabio, but whatever.

Inuyasha felt Kagome's body, loving the feel of her against him. She was in his arms, responding, something he only dreamt of. She was moaning, even though they hadn't gone very far. Inuyasha knew she was not the kind of girl that would know what she was doing. Kagome was the kind of girl that blushed at a dirty joke, that laughed when someone feel while she helped them up, that baked cookies from scratch, that couldn't keep her eyes open during sex, but would sure as Hell try.

She was perfect.

And I'll do whatever it takes to make sure she knows it.

No, they did not have sex. They were saved by Inuyasha's cell phone. The annoying ring made Kagome pull back, giving her a second to remember her values…and her vow.

Now she sat on the floor of the recording booth, watching Inuyasha play. He was sweating a little, his brow furrowed.

"I never said this would be easy. I let her go, when she said, she was leaving. So whisper softly and don't forget…to tell me how you feel in five words or less," he sang. She leaned her head against the wall and closed her eyes. She heard Sango, Miroku, and Inuyasha perform "Language Lessons" at least fifteen times, although she thought it was perfect the first time.

She opened her eyes to see Inuyasha was looking at her. She blushed and turned away, but not before she saw his arrogant smirk as he continued playing.

They went through track after track, until Kagome suddenly found herself with headphones and Inuyasha standing next to her, playing on his guitar. She tapped her foot, waiting for the cue.

"My hands are searching for you. My arms are outstretched towards you. I feel you on my fingertips, my tongue dances behind my lips for you," she sang. She could feel Inuyasha's gaze on her back, burning holes in her. "This fire rising through my being, burning I'm not used to seeing you."

She just sang the song Inuyasha wrote, grateful it was in her range. She remembered that moment in the practice room, how she was so raw in front of him. She let that come out in her voice. She let Inuyasha make her singing emotional and thoughtful.

Kagome scooted closer to the window in the booth they sat in. She was trying to not get too close to Inuyasha since what happened. They had kissed only three days before, and she had yet to talk to him about it. They'd been with each other almost 24/7 in the studio, the entire production team in a rush to finish the album in time. But she could feel his gaze on her, how he stood just a little too close to her, and how her breath quickened when he walked into the room.

Suddenly her dress was too tight, her hair was too perfect, and Inuyasha was too close and far away all at the same time.

"Well," Miroku said, raising his glass of wine, "here's to our last night before shooting music videos constantly for the next week." They all raised their glasses with him. Sango had explained to Kagome that she would sing the same song almost 100 times during the video process, just to make one video. Kagome did the math, and she'd be singing four songs 100 times each. Her voice was trained for the work, though. Plus Inuyasha would be taking the brunt of it, singing the other eight tracks on his own.

"Did you learn the dance routine from Galina today, Kagome?" Sango asked after their orders had been taken. The waiter was French, and the menu was in French, so that whole process was too much for Kagome's fried brain. But she never would have guessed Sango would be fluent in French, too. Kagome wondered exactly how many languages her new friend could speak.

"Yeah, and it's not too bad. I've never tap danced on top of an alter before, but she said it would look pretty cool," Kagome said. Sango smiled. It had been great for the music video that the group now had a professional dancer.

"Keh, stupid music videos are so annoying," Inuyasha said, flinging a crumb off the table with his finger. Even though he was in a suit, he still had a knit cab on his head. Kagome wondered for a second if he would have taken it off if they hadn't been interrupted…

"Oh please, Inuyasha," Miroku said, interrupting Kagome's thoughts, "You're just not looking forward to dressing up like a priest. But you love it."

Kagome just thanks God she wouldn't be dress like a Catholic schoolgirl. Where the Hell did that come from? She wondered. Little did she know, Inuyasha was thinking the same thing. Except he knew exactly where the thought came from, and he thanked that place very much.

"Keh, whatever," Inuyasha snorted. He looked around the restaurant, trying to not across the table where Miroku was giving him the 'you are so stupid' look. Even if Kagome hadn't gotten the chance to speak with Inuyasha, Miroku had.

Sango felt the tension at the table and cleared her throat. The next few weeks would be long…

"Why the fuck are you looking at me like that, Miroku?"

Too long.

Kagome stared at the television a month later.

"Three videos on our countdown today. It seems that Black Out's newest addition is really heating things up for the band. Well, here's there newest video here on TRL, 'I Constantly Thank God For Esteban' at number four," said the VJ. Inuyasha appeared at the front of a church at a modest podium. A group of people filled the pews as children of God would on a Sunday morning. Suddenly, standing in his silence, Inuyasha's face grew angry and hot. The music started.

"Give us this day our daily dose of faux affliction. Forgive our sins, forged at the pulpit with forked tongues selling faux sermons," he sang. Long legs in black heels standing in front of the parish door in the back began walking towards the front of the church, viewers of the video not knowing to whom they belonged. As the chorus began, those legs jumped onto the altar, kicked over assorted items, and in her blasphemous act, began tap dancing.

It was Kagome.

Kagome sat back into the plush couch of Sango's apartment, watching the video. As it ended, the TRL studio came back on the screen. The audience was screaming, and she finally felt…famous.

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