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Chapter Five: The Party

Sango offered to drive me to the party so I didn't even bother grabbing the directions on my way out. I said goodbye to Mu Mu and made sure she had food and water. "Don't throw any parties while I'm gone."

Mu Mu mewed as if to say "Silly mommy." Or maybe that was my own wishing. Regardless, I had fallen in love with the cat in the few days that I had her. She had shed her timid shell and was now playful, mewing in response every time I talked to her. The cat was very intelligent.

I locked the door and we both headed out, walking down the stairs. Sango told me about the person who was throwing the party and how they had gone to our school. The person was rich and had invited everyone from Tokyo High, paying for plane tickets for some.

"It's kind of like a reunion. He's rich so he has connections and he sent word out to everyone he could get a hold of that went to our school." Sango said happily. "So don't be surprised if you see a few familiar faces at the party. Oh and by the way, this guy lives in this not-big-enough-to-be-a-mansion-but-it's-still-a-pretty-kick-ass-house thing. It's GORGEOUS!"

I swallowed and smiled. I hoped the faces weren't too familiar.

When Sango and I arrived, I looked up the house. Sango was right, it was pretty. It was pretty much all glass and I could see the party was in full swing. It had curtains all around the outside glass walls for privacy but they were pulled back and I could see from the outside it had nice furniture. We walked up to front door which was red and made of wood. In my opinion, it didn't flow with whole glass thing.

Sango rang the doorbell and we stood patiently outside. There were groups of people outside, some drunk and singing, others gasping chatting relentlessly. Sango was right; I had recognized some of the people from school. We walked into the house and I did a double take at the host. He used to be one of the nerdy kids and I had talked to him a few times.

But now he was gorgeous and rich. 'Good for him.' I though warmly. If anyone deserved a happy life, it was him.

Sango and I made our way through the glass house and the floors were the best thing about the place. They were all black marble. Black marble everywhere. Sango and I were looking for Miroku. He was supposed to have met us at the door but we found him in the kitchen, balancing a vase on his forehead.

Sango put her arms around his waist and kissed the back of his neck. She whispered something in his ear and smirked while the vase wobbled and fell, caught by one of the many spectators. I saw Miroku blush. There was some music being pumped through the place. It was just beginning and it had a techno feel but then it broke out into guitar and drums. Typical rock.

I left Miroku and Sango and went to the refreshment table, grabbing a cup and pouring some vodka in it. I took a long drink.

"Oh my god…Goth girl, is that you?" I heard someone say to my back. I turned around. It was a jock that used to torment me. "Holy shit it is you. Damn…nice jugs, jugs."

"Nice ass, ass." I said coldly. I took another sip of my vodka and pointed to him. "Hey I know you. Didn't you get herpes from that cheerleader?"

The jock blushed and his buddies laughed. They knew.

"Why doesn't the little Goth girl shut her mouth before I shut it for her?" he said, getting right in my face. I didn't back down, feeling some of that old bitch-ness in me stir.

"Keep talking, jock, and I'll dump this vodka on you and light your rich ass on fire." I practically spat in his face.

We were locked in a tight staring contest. I could tell he was getting more pissed off the longer I stood there.

"Why don't you cool it, jock?" a voice said. At first it didn't register. Then I turned my head and looked. I almost dropped my cup. Inuyasha stood in the doorway. The jock laughed and slapped my drink out of my hand. The vodka splashed up on my pants but I didn't care, my mind stuck in a sort of limbo.

"Ha, I knew you'd look away first." He said as him and his buddies walked away.

'No.' I told myself. 'He's not real. The jock didn't even say anything to him. Look back at the doorway, he's not there.'

I looked and he wasn't there. I was relieved and disappointed at the same time. 'Great.' I thought to myself. 'Now I'm having full blown hallucinations.'

I shook it off and picked up the cup, throwing it out. I took the whole bottle of vodka and walked outside upstairs to one of the unoccupied bedroom. I shut myself in it and got lost in the vodka. Tears were threatening me from under the surface.

"Once I ran to you. Now I run from you. This tainted love you give me. I gave you all a boy could give." A song that was haunting in melody was being pounded from the speakers. It mixed well with the vodka. I downed half the bottle in just a matter of minutes.

'Slow down.' I told myself. I stood up and walked to the window, looking out of it. Everyone was having a ball out there. Regular party-goers. They went to parties in high school. I was just an insane chick in the wrong place. I downed the bottle quickly.

Fuck it.

I swayed, already feeling the effects of the alcohol ten minutes later. I looked down at the bottle. The words swam on the label. I blinked a few times and tried to steady myself. I feel a little drunk but not enough. I needed another bottle. Something in my head told me it was a bad idea. It told me that the full effects of the one I just drank hadn't kicked in. Plus it was straight vodka.

"I need…more!" I groaned, making a move toward the door. My chain necklace hit my collar bone with my jerky movements. I twisted the handle and steadied myself on the doorway. I turned out of the room. With a steady hand on the wall, I made my way through the upstairs hall.

"Get out of my way!" I said darkly to a couple that was making out. I was already depressed and lonely and I didn't need them reminding them. The looked up at me, puzzled, but moved out of my way. I took the steps one at a time. Slowly, one two three.

I made it too the bottom without incident and went to the alcohol table. I bent over it, pushing cups over, looking for another bottle. I saw on the other side of the table, the bottles of alcohol stacked neatly. I practically laid on the table trying to get to it. I grabbed two bottles and made got off the table. I turned around and looked around. I saw the Inuyasha hallucination again and I laughed stiffly. The hallucination looked concerned.

"Here's to you, fucker." I said, raising the bottles briefly. I turned and made my way upstairs. I started to sing some random song as I made my way up the stairs. I didn't make it to the room. Instead I sat at the far end of the hallway against a glass wall that looked outside. On my left was the bedroom I had originally and on my right was a frosted glass bathroom. It was sparkly and pretty through my drunken eyes.

I polished off one bottle and drank out of the other one until I was flying, until the hole in my chest numbed, until I numbed. I slouched over and fell to my side, my cheek landing on the cool black marble. I stared at the shiny surface toward the stairs. I saw couples come and go. No body bothered to see if I was okay, not even Sango. But I didn't care. I was comfortably numb. Let them have fun. I didn't care at that moment. I licked my lips, they were dry.

I closed my eyes for a brief second. It was so lovely; the numb feeling, the coldness of the floor against my cheek. I didn't want to move. When I opened my eyes, I saw my hallucination walking up the stairs. He was just like Inuyasha. He had the chain and the pendent, both silver-gold. He was in all black. Halo of white hair contrasted sharply with his clothes. I blinked my eyes one at a time, giggling.

The imaginary man came closer. I looked up at him, closing one eye.

"Why, aren't you a tall water of glass drinker." I said drunkenly. I lifted my hand to wave him off. It moved about a foot then fell limply at my side. "Little angel go away, the devil has my ear today."

I giggled again. "That song reminds me of that game. That I got your toes game."

"Nose. I got your nose." he said.

"Pft." I said. I noticed the action lifted my bangs so I crossed my eyes to look at my bangs and I did it again, giggling.

"Kagome, get up." The image said sharply. I looked up at him and made a face. I was wobbly and I had to try hard to remain steady.

"I don't know if you noticed…but I'm drunken fuck. I mean…fucking drunk." I said, giggling again. I felt two strong hands lift me to a standing position. Then I was being flung over a shoulder. "Whoa I'm flyyyyying!"

I saw the stairs and registered that my hallucination was actually carrying me. I heard a mumble of voices; one sounded like Sango's, the other sounded like Miroku's.

"…Know what'll happen if she realizes it's you?" someone said.

"I'll handle it." someone else said.

"By Jove! It's SCOTT!" I said, thrashing a little. I wanted to interject my two cents. I felt the arms on my legs tighten.

"Call…..tomorrow." a voice said.

"I'm a gangsta, BITCH!" I yelled. "ALL YALLZ NIGGAZ IZ GONNA PAY!"

I had heard that on one of those American rap songs once. I felt a hand come down hard on my ass.

"Shut up!" I heard someone say. I shrugged and hummed a few tunes.

"…Text you her address." Someone said. Then I was being carried off out the back.

I was loaded into a car, fastened in with a seatbelt. I felt the car come to life and took off. I heard a beep and shuffling of pockets.

"Is this where you kill me?" I asked, slouched over in the seat. I heard a chuckle. I had closed my eyes, exhaustion taking over me.

"No killing. Not tonight, anyway." Inuyasha said.

"Are you my hallucination?" I asked, eyes still closed. There was a few moments of silence.

"Yeah." It said. "Yeah, I am."

R&R.

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