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Drunken Fantasy

It's been a month since I found Kagome in the forest. One month closer to the wedding. Kikyo and I took a 'break', nice way of saying 'I'm dumping your cheating ass, but I don't want to blatantly say it'.

But the 'break' has give me time to actually be friends with Kagome again. We hang out, even though it usually just results in talking about the wedding, how she has picked her dress, and bridesmaids, and her maid of honor is Sango.

But, I hate hearing about the wedding. I don't like bringing up the fact that her name is gonna be Akitoki Kagome. The name Akitoki alone just makes me want to vomit as it is.

I've been in my room most of the day. Unfortunately, everyone I wanted to hang out with, can't hang out with me. Kagome is wedding planning, Miroku is with Sango, even Shippo had a candy convention to go to.

Quite frankly, the red walls in this room are starting to be too much of an object of interest to stare at. It's already eight o' clock, and I'm bored out of my mind. I hoist myself off my bed, fixing my beater as I get up.

My bare feet touch the wooden floor and eventually they're touching the carpeted double-helix shaped stares, as I walk down them, and into the kitchen.

I open the refrigerator, looking for food when Mom walks in. "Your big brother is here to see you," She pats me on the cheek, and I swat her hand away.

I down half a carton worth of milk before answering, "What for?"

She pops me in the back of the head and snatches the milk carton from me and tosses it in the trash. "No one else can drink it when you do that, and he hasn't seen you since the beginning of the school year."

I shrug and walk into the living-room. I can tell that Sesshoumaru is definitely living the life of a college student on their own. He's skinnier, and looks kind of stressed out.

"You get ugly these past few months or something?" I joke, as me and him engage in a 'guy hug'. One of his clawed nails thump me on the forehead,

"You try living off ramen and pulling all-nighters three weeks in a row, half-breed."

I blink. "I already do."

Sesshoumaru makes a weird face at me and then moved on to another topic. "It's 8:00. Let's go somewhere, I don't get to go clubbing."

I raise a brow as I snatch up my my keys and we walk out the door and jog to the car in the dark. "What about Rin?" I say, my voice slightly rising.

We get in my Mercedes. Sesshoumaru chuckles as we're pulling out of the driveway. "I said clubbing, not sexing, I'm mated to Rin." ]

I turn to look at him so quick, I think I got whiplash. "Mated?!"

"Last month, and you've almost reached maturity, Inuyasha. It should not be long before you have the instinct to take a mate."

Instinct? I more or less thought that was a myth. "So, instinct drove you to mate Rin?"

I'm turning down the street to the nearest and best club in the neighborhood. Sesshoumaru finally openly laughs at me. "Of course not. I'm full demon and 20, you're almost 18, and hanyou, it's different."

I frown. "so, I' gonna be forced to take a mate, while you don't?"

"Yup."

"I hate you."

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Sesshoumaru sauntered off a while ago, leaving me at the bar. Hopefully, Rin won't kill him for flirting with other wenches if she ever finds out about tonight.

The music is loud it kind of hurts my ears, the women are only semi-attractive. Some have too much make-up on, others don't have enough, and then theres the occasional 'human standards' hot girl. Even though I've dated a lot of human girls, very few of them were just strikingly beautiful. Demon women actually look better, but most of them I'm rather not deal with being hanyou, and all.

But, Kagome and Kikyo were strikingly beautiful, two exceptions. I sigh as I make eyes with the creepy-looking bartender, who introduced herself as Yura earlier.

"Sex on the beach," I say, quickly looking somewhere else afterward because she's too creepy.

She quickly passes me a red drink, watching me. She chuckles. "Isn't that more of a girly drink?"

I raise a brow. "Nope. Isn't it strange that you've been staring at me and my hair for the past 45 minutes?"

She laughs, and leans on the counter, at an angle where I can see all her curves. "I guess so, but it's so pretty."

I knock back the drink, and slide the glass towards her. "Another?" She purrs.

Yura is holding absolutely no appeal to me. Kagome is one whole hell of a lot better. Then theres Kikyo.....

I take my second drink and it's gone in one gulp. "Another," I say.

Yura smirks. "I know you're not 21, why are you drinking so much when its illegal?"

I shrug, and wince as a song with too much base comes on. The lyrics of the song make Yura look me up and down, then wink at me.

'Miss me, kiss me, now he wanna lick me,'

I knock back a third drink. I faintly smell Sesshoumaru's scent before it gets stronger. His pale hand lands on my shoulder. "Stop drinking,"

I shrug him off. "Stop dancing when you're practically a married man." Married. That word is really starting to piss me off.

"I don't dance. I move with the crowd."

I take my fourth drink from Yura. "Same thing, dumb-ass."

I can hear him sigh, and he pulls me by the collar. I can't catch myself on my feet and I land on the floor.

"Shit!" Sesshoumaru says, I can vaguely hear Yura chuckling.

What's wrong with me? My sight is all fucked up, and it feels like I spent an hour under water, with my ears clogged up.

Sesshoumaru and Yura are arguing.....?

"What did you give him?!"

Her voice sounds so much louder. Damn. "Exactly what he asked for. Sex on the beach,"

"Demon or human?"

"Put it this way, a little extra sex to go with that beach and definitely the demon kind."

"He's a hanyou! On top of that, you drugged him?!"

"He's a cute little thing..."

I'm buzzed out of my mind but I can comprehend Sesshoumaru's demonic laced voice, "I'll have my father see to it that you're killed."

Then, I'm being yanked up again and I can hear Sesshoumaru mumbling swearwords as we get to the car.

He opens the car door, and I can hear Sesshoumaru mumbling swear words as we get to the car. He opens the car door, and I grab his arm and say, "Hey, it's my car, I'll drive." I lean against the car. I'm feeling weird.

I get popped right in the back of the head. "Shut up and get in, Inuyasha. Izayoi will kill me."

"Don't talk about my mom!"

Somehow, I end up in the passenger's seat. "I'm not, I'm just saying," He says.

"I don't wanna go home." I say.

He flinches. "Considering what Izayoi is gonna do to me, I don't want to go back to the Mansion either."

It's quiet for a minute. "Drop me off at Higurashi Shrine."

Does Sesshoumaru snort? I can't tell anymore,

"Religious now? You can't even see straight."

I hold my hand in front of my face. It doubles. I laugh. Cool.

"I see good enough!"

"How are you gonna get back? I have your car."

"I can call Miroku,"

The car slows down and Sesshoumaru sighs. "I'll call in the morning. I don't care what you do as long as it does not result in death. Get out."

Shit, are there two Sesshoumaru's? I blink, and there's one again. "Yeah, okay, deuces."

I start walking up the shrine steps and stumble on the 10th one, at least I think it's the tenth one. I laugh, and I can walk good again, and then I see her.

Her hair is pulled back into a low ponytail, and she's looking at me, why isn't she more happy to see me? She smells funny. I can tell that much when we're finally face to face.

"Inuyasha, what are you doing?! You look awful,"

I laugh. "No, I don't."

"Are you drunk?"

I blink. "I don't know."

She sighs- what she sighing for?- And grabs me by the hand. Almost instantly, my veins are electric, my thoughts are starting to scatter,

Wait, what was I just thinking about? I'm dying for a touch or something, whats wrong with me?

More electricity, my head hurts, electricity shocks through my whole body, but a good kind, and now she seems so close,

Her other hand lands on my cheek and my fang sinks into my lip, the smell and presence of her is so strong.

"Are you okay?!" She says. She's being too loud, but I can feel her breath on my lips, my claws reach up to her face, grabbing it, I can hear her gasp, trying to speak long after my mouth is covering hers, I can hear muffled sentences.

I pull back for air, and she's talking to fast. "Idon'tevenknowwhyyou'redoingthis,we'renoteventogetherand-"

"Quiet. Enjoy yourself."

And now, it's a red haze.

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Shit! My head feels like I shoved my claws through it eight times. I know it's gonna hurt like hell when I open my eyes.

Dammit, I was right. I blink a few time,s and sunlight is pissing me off right now.

I throw a tan sheet off of me- what the fuck? My sheets are red......

The tan sheets brush against my chest, where the hell is my shirt?!

I lift up the sheet, relieved that I have my jeans on. Unbuttoned, but they're there. I'm smelling familiar scents, but when I try and sort it out, my headache gets worse. I climb/fall out of the notably smaller bed, obviously not mine.

The walls in this room are a plain white, far from the color of my own.

I can hear something. Gasping, breathing, sobbing? I move slowly because my head is pounding and if I move too quickly, I don't want to begin to know what that's gonna feel like.

I open a door and it leads to a room that looks like a den. There are couches, a pool table, huge TV, the works. My nose is better now, picking up scents I'm recognizing instantly. I walk further in the room, past an entertainment center, and miscellaneous video games, and I realize that the sounds is definitely sobbing.

The next scent hits me almost painfully, its so clear. I look behind a large couch, and I can see her, shoulders shaking, the source of the sobbing sound.

She instantly turns around, and for a minute, I think I stopped breathing, when I see her red eyes and face, and the tear stains on the over sized T she's wearing. I get the feeling theres something I should be regretting right now.....

Kikyo makes another sob sound, and I don't know what to expect now. Why is she crying? She says, with her raspy voice in a half-sob,

"I'm so sorry,"

Okay, I'm so tired right now from writing that. Definitely not one of my best, all is explained next chapter. Please review, keep a lookout for the next chapter of 'It Kills Me' entitled: Heartbreaker.

And for those who are concerned, 'Keep It a Secret' gets updated this weekend or the very beginning of next week, thanks for the support, also, I don't own the lyrics to the snippet of a song earlier in the chapter, nor do I claim any rights to it.

With that said, Sayonara!