There was a gentle knock on the door to Kagome's apartment, but when there was no answer Sango duh in her purse for the spare key Kagome had given her. When she opened the door she was greeted by darkness and something crunched beneath her feet.

"What in the world?" Sango muttered to herself flipping on the light switch. Once her eyes adjusted, she gasped. There was glass all over the floor and Kagome was nowhere in sight.

"Kagome?" Sango called out into the seemingly empty apartment. "Kagome?"

Sango heard quiet sniffles and stepped carefully over the broken glass to investigate. As she walked around the couch into the living room Sango spotted Kagome curled into the fetal position, mascara running down her face and her nose slightly runny. Sango grabbed the box of tissues off the glass coffee table and bent down waiving one in front of Kagome's face. Kagome lifted one hand weakly and took the tissue from Sango.

"Are you going to lay on the floor all night or sit next to me and let me in on what's going on?" Sango asked sitting down on the couch.

Kagome finally looked at Sango and climbed on to the couch curling into Sango's side as the older woman wrapped her arms around her.

"Inuyasha was here," Kagome finally whispered.

Sango didn't push the girl she held onto, just sat there with a comforting embrace while Kagome tried to form the words of what happened while the hanyou had been there, but was still finding it hard to believe herself.

"He said the most horrible things about my mother," Kagome finally bit out.

Sango chuckled earning her a slight elbow to her ribs.

"This is different Sango," Kagome sniffled.

"How different?"

"He said she was the reason why he never called or visited," Kagome all but wailed.

"What else did he say?" Sango inquired.

"Does it matter?! He just spewed lies and expected me to believe them!" Kagome all but yelled.

"Hey, I'm not the enemy here," Sango raised her handsdefensively.

Kagome sighed heavily, "He said that she came to his house one day and demanded that he end our friendship, that I was turning into a slut and an alcoholic because of him and even went as far to tell his father that. He said that she threatened to have him thrown in jail for contacting me once we moved to California, but none of that is true! If it were then why did my mother comfort me while I cried over him every birthday, or when every special event came around in my life and he wasn't there? She was! She held me and told me how sorry she was that I was hurting and wish she could make it better! Why would she do those things if she had done what he said she did?"

"Kagome, I can't answered that for you cause I'm not her," Sango said calmly.

"So what do you think I should do?"

"I think you know what you have to do."

Kagome sighed wiggling around in her friends embrace staring out into the night with a thousand different thoughts and emotions running through her brain.

Inuyasha slammed back his fifth shot of Patron, not really taking notice that his senses were slowly dulling and his face flet flushmad the soothing burn took over when the liquid poured down his throat. A small hand placed itself on his shoulder as he motioned the bar tender for another shot. Inuyasha didn't even bother turning to look at the offender as they sat down on the stool next to him.

"Are you sure that's a good idea?" a melodic voice came from said offender.

Inuyasha turned, a glare already plastered to his face ready to tell whoever it was to royally piss off when he froze. He almost did a double take but the girl who sat in front of him looked a lot like Kagome only wearing a much shorter, flashier red sequin dress.

"I'm sorry and you are?" Inuyasha asked slamming back another shot then turning to the bartender motioning for another.

"Inuyasha it's me, Kikiyou."

"Oh," he muttered.

Inuyasha's eyes wandered down her body while slamming down another shot.

Kikiyou placed a well manicured hand on his arm while leaning in towards him giving Jim a full view down the front of her dress.

"Like what you see?" she purred into his ear while her other hand slid from his knee up the inside of his thigh. His member twitched with anticipation, he couldn't help it he was a male after all.

He slammed down another shot before grabbing her wrist and removed her hand from his thigh. By now he truly felt the effects of the alcohol as the room started to tilt slightly.

"Lets go back to your place, I'm too drunk to drive and I really don't feel comfortable with letting you know where I live," he said standing up from the bar stool and throwing on his jacket and some money on the bar.