--Hangover--
Inuyasha crawled over to the bush, barely making it before exposing the contents of his stomach to the world at large. After more than one dry heave- he wasn't coherent enough to know how many- he groaned and rolled onto his back. Similar noises from not too far away informed him that Miroku was in a similar position, both of them as miserable as hell.
The hanyou dared to open his eyes for a minute and wished he hadn't- the world above him didn't want to stop spinning quite yet. So this was the reason he's never tried sake before- after all, how could you protect yourself when you were drunk off your ass?
After a few failed attempts at standing, Inuyasha gave up and lay back down, closing his eyes in defeat. He should have known there was an ulterior motive behind Sesshoumaru giving them a bottle of sake...