ok here is chapter 2! this one is long so I think you'll be satisfied until I post the next chapter...I think. So as you can see I posted this earlier so some of ya'll are probably going 'yay'... I hope. Anyway I should just shut my mouth so you guys can continute on the story, ok!

I DO NOT OWN INUYASHA!

Chapter 2: Celebration

Miroku stood in front of his master alongside Sango as they were kneeled down on sets of ritual, burgundy mats in the surface of nurturing grass. Under the massive shadows of the towering trees that have made home to this sacred ground for decades and in mercy of the sun the others rest in the background in prepping themselves one last time prior to the ceremony beginning. A flowing river to the group's left was forever running away from the spraying waterfall that was held in front of them.

Inuyasha and Shippo were one of the few to remain in their exact everyday kimonos. Kagome wore a soft materialized kimono that went downhill to her angles and were tattooed with detailed engraves of emerald butterflies with a golden backdrop. She also had a thick, cherry ribbon that encircled her waist and united into a traditional Japanese bow on her back. Yuri, having to wear it by a begging Kagome, had on the same fabric as Kagome as it instead held a dark atmosphere compared to her battle outfit in having swirls of silver, teal, black, and a dash of purple. It made the youkai's hair pop out.

Joining them Kaede positions herself beside Miroku's master, Mushin. The old woman with her red and white priestess clothing on had pure, sacred beads, unlike Inuyasha's, in her palms. On the opposite side of Mushin was Hatchi the raccoon-dog demon. Hatchi had a folding strip of silky cloth that had patches of several colors that you could ever imagine while surrounded by very excessive black lines.

Inuyasha felt ill at ease in being right next to the young priestess from knowing of their previous event. He knew he had to get this straight to her after the wedding, but all he could do was just watch, listen, and wait. Patience had never been his favorite. In his own, everyday criss cross position that suited his character he pin points his elbow on his knee and slaps his hand on his jaw for support of his body. This was the Inuyasha-getting-inpatient pose that everyone could read. He grunts in annoyance and mumbles underneath his breath, "god, why can't this ceremony start already."

Whack!

The inuhanyou almost literally fell on his face as an influential hand knocks him on the back of his head. Readjusting he messages the said abused spot while raising an eyebrow up as it twitches in irritation, and he bares his fangs out in a threat. He rotates his head to a breed such like himself but it still resulted to this known person still being a full demon. The young man mutters lowly in a husky voice, "what the hell was that for."

"Baka," young Shippo cries out in the background in listening with his fox demon hearing.

Yuri – on her knees – sat in relaxation as she looks at the future married couple a few yards from them. Carrying an innocent structure on her appearance she brings her attention to him as if she didn't do anything wrong. The demon blinks in concern towards him in scrunched dark chocolate eyebrows, "what's wrong?" Yuri pats his head in that specific area and pokes out her pouty lips, "did someone hurt the poor little puppy?

Growling emerges as he just about cracks his knuckles in showing off his razor-sharp nails as the sunlight mirrors off of one them in making it shine like a diamond, "slap me again and you're dead for sure. I'm only letting you slip off this time because of what's occurring right now and I don't want it being ruined by somebody getting hurt or killed."

While in the middle of his blabbering the lady rolls her eyes in presenting him a signal that she didn't really give a crap. After he had finished his ten second speech Yuri doesn't give a discern to glare at him as her mug then shifts to half opened eyes, straight brows and lips, "oh yeah like you would really kill me, har de har har. Now just shut up and stop complaining. Oh, another thing; I punched you, you moron."

Snickering surfaces from the little boy's mouth.

As the half-demon was about to snarl at his friend/enemy the other female utters, "Inuyasha."

Backing down in surrender from Kagome's syllables because he didn't care or more like terrified of the strong aura surrounding her he still holds a dangerous, tense expression. The only way you could precisely tell of his nervousness is too catch his dog ears flatten to rid themselves in the mass of silver and the way his hand relaxes in obedience to the seventeen year old.

Kohaku suddenly ran next to Kagome with Kirara tailing by his side in deep breaths and obediently went down to his knees in respect to his older sister's marriage, that he almost ran late on, "have they started yet?"

"No your just in time don't worry," whispers the priestess.

Ending with the thick piece of decorated cloth swathed around the monk and demon slayer's hands in symbolizing their bond and the sacred beads around the cloth so that their unification would be untainted and trapped with happiness and love the now pronounced husband and wife kissed. Leaving Sango blushing and her new husband giggling at her from kissing in front of the others for the first time.

The wedding was small, but it didn't mean their celebration was going to be short.

In the temple that vestiges on the sacred lands everyone sat in the largest room inside the built structure having a splendid time. By the time that Shippo and Keade escaped into their rooms to sleep Mushin – the old drunkard that he was – just about had his forth bottle of sake. Kohaku on the other hand stood up and stretched his thin arms in his dull haori and hakama, "night aneue." Kirara follows the preteenager.

"Night Kohaku," waves Sango in a sisterly gleam as her sibling nods and heads to bed. At times, like now, she felt as if that was going to be the last time that she'd see her little brother. That by the next moment he would be in Naraku's unforgivable clutches yet again. Naraku made a deep scar on and in her that she could by no means get rid of and will stay with her sad enough. Every person present here had their scars that they shared.

No…there's nothing to fear. He's finally dead for sure…Kohaku's safe…

Miroku glimpsed at the relationship in-between his wife and his now brother-in-law's eyes as they said their good nights. Claiming her hand she spins to him; her hair swooshing on her peach mug. As he saw the uncertainty melt her dark orbs the monk tightens his grip on her in hoping to soothe her and without words she could inform that he knew what was going on. He was only trying reassure her that whatever happened that spring is gone, it's done, it's defeated and Kohaku is alive and all thanks to Kikyo. Without the dead priestess sacrificing what little power she had left to save Kohaku after Naraku snuck the shard out of the back of his neck her little brother would've been six feet under by now.

Arigato Kikyo….

"So Sango are you finally going to tell me where you got that ceremonial kimono?" the future miko says in suggesting the white, silky smooth kimono that drapes down to her ankles and over lapped the length of her arms. The teen had been dying to know since this morning as the whole day had been busy and she had asked a couple of times. Sango couldn't have the chance or spare time to tell. Curiosity over fell on Yuri also as both females that Sango thought dearly as sisters hover over her like a predator ready to pounce on their defenseless prey. Or so that's what the slayer deliberates as the entire crowd all had their attention on the three women.

Uneasy she was, "it was Miroku's mother's ceremonial kimono. Miroku said that his father kept it in his truck in special memories of his beloved wife," the bride bit on her bottom lip making it pulsate from the lack of blood flowing.

"Aren't monks not supposed to get married? Sorry, but that just occurred to me," Yuri blurts out in discern as her scrunched brows narrow her eyes. Head slightly tilting to the side. Mushin, as he lies on his spine while his pregnant looking belly pokes out under his ritual kimono. Itching dry skin hidden under his grey mustache in irritation, "well it is true of what you say but we also have to keep this temple alive."

"What's that suppose to mean?" Kagome replies next. Inuyasha just folds his arms to his chest in thinking it was stupid.

"That means that Sango will have bare Miroku his son so he can be of age to watch over the temple after his father's death. it also can be a girl but we prefer a boy for tradition."

"Ehhh!" except for the groom the rest of the gangs turn their heads to the old geezer in awe. Their faces twitching in disbelief with agape mouths that were the equal size as their bulging eyes.

"Feh, then why'd the heck did his old man wished to die so quickly when he was just a little boy," sneers the hanyou in blackening his vision.

"Inuyasha!" slapping her palm to the floor panel the raven haired beauty lashes out at him in fury of his saying.

As always he barks back, "what? What his old man did was pretty stupid of him," his bangs stab through the view of his amber eyes that now burned in an intense gold.

Avoiding his furious gaze she snaps her neck away; her eyes are shaded away by the mass of black, "SIT!"

After the unwanted impact the dog boy knew she used no mercy on that one. Enough to hurt more than the other 'sits'.

"What the hell was that for?" grumbles the angry breed. His head softly throbbing. No answer, "all I was saying was if his father knew that if you used the Wind Tunnel more often that he would get closer to being sucked in by it why wouldn't he have hold it off by not using it until Miroku was of age?"

"I had also wondered that myself," Mushin takes a swift of his sake, "I once told him to at least not to use it so that he could've lived long enough to see young Miroku grow. Though when the time came that I told him he told me that he had used the Wind Tunnel so much that he knew from the day that his son was born that he would not live to see his son fully matured to take care of the temple."

"So he still used it either way," Miroku spoke as Sango placed a loving hand on his shoulder. She views at him in understanding the loss of a father. Even if you'd seen it with your very eyes.

The monk looks at his right hand that used to hold the Wind Tunnel. The only thing he had left to remind him of his father now was of this temple, the temple that he was trained in, and he would do anything to keep it going for his father.

Inuyasha stuffs his fists in his sleeves, "Keh."

"What's up?" Yuri assumes as Miroku sighs and walks. He grabs an untouched bottle of sake, "sake anyone?"

Kagome criticizes, "Are you nuts Mushin is gonna-"

Snore.

"He's asleep," Sango appears shocked of the drunkard's immediate slumber. Eyes half closed both the remaining demons view over at the old geezer in a non-surprised idiom.

"I'm surprised he hasn't died from being drowned by his own sake yet."

"You said it."

Without hesitation the monk sits back down in his earlier position and lines up three cups that he suddenly fills in clear liquid. In his honor he hands over the first cup to the first man we would want to drink this with. Inuyasha visions Miroku handling the small beverage to him from his left shoulder. The hanyou blinks hysterically; his pupils and irises withering as tiny dull circles. A crooked open mouth exposes as his thick, coal black eye brow twitches, "you're kidding me right."

The young man knew Miroku held no joking matter, "would you do the honor as a man to share this sake with me Inuyasha?"

Stubborn he remains, "not in your life," he growls.

Inuyasha then gets hit with a sting in his ribs as his girlfriend elbows him. He snaps, "whats you're problem wench!"

Now having hurt in her eyes from his repulsive response it made her gasp but it also made her fire burn as she directs his furry ear to her mouth, he groans and whines at the same time from her aggressive pull, "listen you jerk! This is a much honored request that Miroku has given to you so you better do it or I'll say 'it' again."

"Fine," grumbles the boy as he takes the beverage, sniffs the alcohol, and shots the whole thing down his throat.

"And she's not the one to blame if you get drunk," recalls Yuri.

"Why you!"

"Hey guys sorry for my absence but I was bathing if you guys didn't mind," Hatchi enters from the hot springs. A yawn collapses into his mouth. The patch of souls just stare at him in yielding him fake ear to ear smiles. Sweat anime drops drooling down all their craniums as they all didn't even notice he had even been gone and had forgotten about the badger. Seeing the elder past out cold Hatchi sighs in exhaustion and pads his small fox looking feet – like Shippo – to the wasted man, "I'll take him to bed," he drags him to exit the room, "I swear one day I'm going to break my back doing this if he doesn't lose some weight." Chuckles were heard in the background as the demon and monk disappears.

"I wonder how everyone else is doing. We haven't seen any of them since the defeat of Naraku," the bride breaks the silence as she kindly refuses a cup of sake from her husband. She never was the one to drink along with the miko and Yuri.

"I'm sure there just reorganizing their homes and catching up on important matters that they haven't been able to discus due to the cause of Naraku," answers the monk in taking a second shot of the sake as Inuyasha follows. He continues though, "probably before the bitterness of winter comes they'll pay a visit or it could be vise versa if ya'll are up to traveling."

"Oh no, I've had my fill of traveling for now," Kagome shoots her hands up in defense as she then realizes, "maybe they're like me? They're tired of roaming around all over Japan?"

"Probably, we all are tuckered out from migrating everywhere. Maybe we should just stay stationary until spring comes at least to settle our bodies," suggests the wise groom as the gang agrees.

"As long as I don't have to see that mangy wolf I'm fine with it. Though if he does show his face around these parts of Japan it ain't gonna be pretty. And nothings gonna stand in my way this time. I'm gonna kick his ass once and for all," Inuyasha pops his knuckles as he flexes his claw. Only Kagome knew the real reason why her half dog-demon acted so.

Since Naraku is dead…next time Kouga comes to see me…he'll most likely come to take me to live with him. As his woman, he would say, and…and I know Inuyasha won't even let Kouga lay a finger on me now, literally. And I know it'll end up in a fight and this fight won't be like the other times between those two. This time, it will probably be to the death, all because of them fighting over me! What'll I do?

"Kagome are you alright you look in a daze," shaking her shoulder Kagome's adopted sister, Yuri, checks her out as Kagome came to earth from staring at the floor constantly. The priestess jumps as Inuyasha just notices, "are you alright Kagome. You don't sense any powerful demonic auras do you?" The silver haired boy grips his Tetsusaiga. Kagome shakes her skull in saying no.

"Speaking of powerful demonic auras what about Sesshomaru? Do you think he'll still come to try to finish you of Inuyasha?" the slayer asks toward Inuyasha in concern. Except for Kouga Sesshomaru would be the only problem to settle with.

Yuri brings out a suitable conclusion while eye balling a maddening tangle that she had been messing with in her straight, silver-and-brown-mixed hair. Since she was half dog and wolf demon, "knowing him I don't think he has forgotten it at the fullest but I think he's slowly letting go of it. He may say that he just saved your life or defended you at times because he's the only one to kill you by his own hands but he's most likely just saying that just for an act. It's completely understandable for a demon to do that if he doesn't want to show his or her weakness. Don't tell him I said this though. And Inuyasha is no exception as well."

The said male directs a threatening finger at her, "you're getting on my last nerves."

"Oh, bite me," flashes out the young full demon.

"I wouldn't mind doing that," teal and gold the two get head to head with each other as usual.

"Break it up you two," the priestess gets in-between them whilst parking her hands on both of the being's collarbones. She then puts herself on the boy as he is the last to calm down.

Yuri huffs a breath to tone her strong demonic aura, "I'm going to grab something to eat I'm starving."

Half an hour nearly passing by the stars and the moon drift through the night sky as two men were now holding one another's shoulders and singing. Their words dragging themselves out of their mouths as the sake had took over the men. Both their vocals mix.

"...giv mee eh sign, hit meh babeh one mor time."

The two women in the room watch helplessly at their men in a dear-god-help-them outlook. Yuri was nowhere to be seen as of yet and Hatchi had already hit the sack after not being too eager to deal with the other drunken pair.

"Sh-should we hit them? You know to knock them out before they get out of control," Sango's curiosity wonders.

"I-I don't…maybe…for their own good, but with Inuyasha I'd have to have to find a really, really good solid…log," replies the miko.

"Or you could somehow transform Tetsusiaga into a fang and smack him with it," Sango advises.

"Or I could go and get Sesshomaru and let him do that since he can wield it," Kagome replies as they both starting to slowly laugh their asses off!

Suddenly the female's neck hair sticks up and goosebumps chill their soft skin as they heard the males rise their vocals. Especially Inuyasha's; he was the one that could howl like a…well like a dog.

"…o-o-oh pwetty babeh thersa nothin' me woulllldn' dooo…tat's not the weh me plan it!"

"Do you know what they're singing Kagome?" the wedded lady asks. Except Kagome, nobody has never really experienced either one of the gang members drunk while wandering to places in search for the Shikon jewel shards. Therefore they didn't exactly know what to do. It's not like they were pros at this stuff, "one of my friends had it and said that was made in America- oh no!"

"What!" the woman inches closer.

"One time she downloaded it on my Ipod cause she forgot her CD player on our fieldtrip and had a hankering in wanting to listen to it," Kagome creates an I'm-sorry beam as her shoulders scrunch to her neck, "and I never did delete it."

"So you think maybe Miroku and Inuyasha might've listened to it in your time?"

"No, I know."

"…?"

The future teen continues, "I let Miroku and Inuyasha listen to my Ipod together while on the train to that hotel suite when ya'll came to my time for those two weeks. They both looked so bored and I, being myself, was being nice in giving them ear heads to share and letting them listen to music on my Ipod," Sango eyes shot out in realization of her companion being certain of what she was telling was actually the solution to it, "I'm shocked they've still remembered it since so many moons have past."

"Come to think of it my ipod went missing ever since we returned to this time from the trip to my time," two heads then ever slowly rotate to the wasted monk as he had a retarded smile on his mug. Kagome's and Sango's thoughts said the exact thing.

…pervert!

"I sure hope Inuyasha's just following along what that lecher's singing," the talking girl's midnight locks swirl in the wind compared to second girl's chocolate ones. There wasn't any wind though. Kagome gasps at the powerful aura revealing itself to her senses and it forces her to strictly turn her neck to the ever so familiar demon towering over her, "S-Sesshomaru."

Lord of the western lands, Sesshomaru peaks at his poor excuse of a half-brother. He sighs silently.

I can't believe I'm related to that half-breed…

"What brings you here?" keeping her voice stern but gentle the female reincarnation holds her guard in case the lord made a move on Inuyasha. As if he could read her thoughts he bows his chin down to his collarbone, "I have not come to finish my half-brother off. I do not plan in killing him if he is not himself."

Inuyasha then bulldozes Miroku to the floor and points at his relative, "Shesssom-my-rear…what dou you whant now? Feh, you're here tou fight then come on…give me your best sheot," pronouncing his saying better than the monk in his position from being part demon he seizes the handle of his sword. Or he would have if he hadn't dimwittedly chosen the wrong side of his hip as the weapon dangled on the right side not the left. He didn't note himself of that as he pretends to wrap his clawed hand on the sheath and pull out an invisible, transformed sword, "whant teh hell? Where as me sword? Wait a minute, I get it, I learned teh power of teh inviswable Tetsusaiga!"

Miroku finally gets up, wobbles on his two feet, and in a retarded manner tries to point his golden staff at the 'real' sword…thou it gives him a couple of times to direct it right , "it's r-r-ri-right twere yo d-dumb ass."

"Oh, feh, I knew tat."

Meanwhile, Yuri had been making a comforting futon. Thanks to her demon powers her sensitive elf ears could detect the singing in the main room of the temple. She stops the preparations of her futon and brings out a façade of disgust, "WTF! What the hell are they singing!"

For Pete's sake why'd they have to get drunk! I am soooo not going back to the girls to witness that….actually, I would if I had my camera. I could blackmail'em when I have a chance to go to the future. Tee hee, I love being evil! I wonder if-

The unique breed then caught a familiar scent that she hadn't picked up in a little over three weeks. The scent of ice and mint or of what she called a cold mint chewing gum. She never could get why ice would have such an exquisite scent. At least on him that is. You'd think ice wouldn't have a scent at all but when she sniffs out this scent it's somewhat…diverse.

Ice just smells like water; it doesn't have its own personal scent. Why is it different on him though…I got it, it's because of the mint mixed with it! That has got to be it…I think?

"S-Sesshomaru…what brings you here?" the youkai listens to Kagome in catching the tone of her voice . Thinking her friend should've introduced herself more gently to her traveling companion she unlocks the sliding doors to get an improved hearing. Yuri leans against the skinny doors and views at the hallway floor while concentrating on her sharp hearing.

"….a minute, I get it, I learned teh power of…" she gladly cuts of her focus to the incorporative baka, in her words, until she hears her adoptive sister, "…you'll end up hurting yourself in your position."

"Keh, I'm not drunk," shouts the dog eared boy.

"That's what you said last time."

"When wus I ever drunk?" Yuri then hears the demonic sword being exposed out of its sheath and now transforming in all its glory.

"When we where meeting that youkai sage who specialized in medicines and poisons, Yakurou Dokusen, to repair Sango's Hiraikotsu. Why do I even care explaining this if all your gonna do is bite my head off? You probably don't even rem-"

"Oi, tat perverted bastard dupped me in those huge buckets of sake. I still have a bone to pick with him on tat," the teal eyed girl hears his growl as he hiccups from the alcohol, "but I wasn't drunk, stupid girl, now lets just get this…uhhh," she hears him raise his sword as then she takes notice of metal piercing through wood as the tilt of the fang batters the floor as a loud thump occurs right after. The demon knew that the idiot fell backwards from the burden of his blade and not to mention his so not swell balance on his feet. Tetsusaiga makes a cry as it forms back into its rustic stage.

A sigh came from the miko, "I told you."

Sango then intrudes, "um, Kagome, he passed out."

Yuri muffles a slight giggle.

"There seems to have been a powerful demonic presence lurking and I am assure you are aware young miko?" Sesshomaru assures to the priestess. The teen knew of what he meant for she had been feeling it as well but for now no one has yet to speak of it for it hasn't done any damage nor harm. They've been noticing it now for some time, "yes I do, eventually everyone in these grounds knows of it, we've been keeping an eye on it now for a week at the most."

"I've been tracking it down and it seems to have headed to you're village."

"Well I guess we should be heading back so we can seek out this powerful aura."

"That is why I want you to tell Yuri to take off to the village tomorrow morning when dawn breaks. She should arrive there by the evening and I want her to stay there until your presence is there so she can watch over the village, you understand miko," orders the lord.

Sango then joins in, "do you mind Lord Sesshomaru if I accompany her, I'll ride on Kirara so I won't be slowing her down?" Yuri huffs a breath out in annoyance.

I know I am still a demon in training but I can take care of myself!

"Do as you please."

Damn!

The demon could sense footsteps' vibrating the floor as the lord is taking his leave but he halts from Kagome's saying, "wait L-lord Sesshomaru, I have a question to ask of you."

Sesshomaru replies, "proceed."

Kagome suddenly blurts it out and says it really fast, "do you like Yuri?"

Yuri does an anime fall to the floor and gets back up trying to keep cool and not to show any off it on her face. She couldn't hide her twitching eyebrow though.

HOLY SHIT! She…she said…is she asking for a death wish? I think now would be a good time to head out!

Yuri makes a run for it has she takes the exit and runs for her life in the forest.

"No."

"Oh, I was just wondering that's all, heh heh," the girl felt awkward for a moment. Sango just sat there…very….very saturated in astonish. Her veins and mind just burned to scream out to her friend and to make her spill out why, WHY, she had asked the lord that. That very demon with danger all over his aura and one of the most powerful demons in Japan. Heck, even the meaning of his name has death written all over it. All the slayer could say to herself, in her head, was that Kagome is very lucky that were no consequences. The bride knew that he had seemed to have been thawing and melting his heart from its ice chamber but that didn't mean he wouldn't do it. He still wasn't that caring.

I think I'm over reacting about this though…I'm just so use to him being…cold. Maybe it depends on the question…it wasn't that bad of a question but still. Probably because of two things…1) what he is saying is the truth and he didn't mind cause it would have any effect on his pride or 2) he just lied so he wouldn't have to tell her then kill her…but that would mean he cared in not wanting to kill Kagome. Nope, it's definitely the first choice!

OMG, I laughed so hard while editing this! I hope you liked it cause that was actually my first time writing a scene involving drunk people so I just pray to the lord, not you Sesshomaru, that it wasn't bad! If you think I need some improvement I would be very thankful to hear it from you guys! Maybe give me some good tips for next time...*wink wink*

C ya'll in the next chapter!

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