Now What?

The afternoon came around and the sun light hit kagome’s face like a laser. She squinted her eyes tightly and turned over. She covered her head with the covers, trying to avoid as much light as possible. But her conscious won the battle and she sat up groggily, shrugged the covers off and tried to stretch. She found an unpleasant feeling in her stomach as she stretched. She quickly rose in a sitting position and leaned over to her right. She vomited whatever was left in her stomach and groaned.
She then took sight of the tablets and took them with the waiting glass of water. Only after she took the medication then did she realize what it was doing there. She rubbed her temples to remember what happened last night.
Flashbacks of Inuyasha and Kikyo arguing at the club, her drinking like never before, Inuyasha carrying her up the stairs, he and her arguing, both of them kissing, then arguing again, then her barfing her guts out on him and in the toilet.
She blinked her eyes in shock.

‘That didn’t happen. . .did it?’

She leaned to the side and saw the small waste basket along with her puke in it. She made a disgusted face and quickly looked away. Then she looked to her night stand and saw the once filled glass of water.

‘Crap. It did happen.’

She sighed and threw herself back on her bed. Which of course wasn’t a good a idea at because she only felt nauseated and the bigger urge to vomit. She vomited again, and wiped herself with a small hand towel that was on the floor. She smiled as she remembered what he had done.

‘Aww! He took care of me!’

She began to giggle but it faded right after.

‘Oh god! I puked on his shirt! His SHIRT!’

Kagome put the pillow on her face and groaned. Once she had groaned enough, she decided to get up and throw the bag of her ‘spew’ away. She took the glass and went to her small kitchen to put it in the sink. She then prepared some coffee and put two slices of toast in her toaster. Once that was done, she picked up her shoes from the living room and dumped them in her closet. She barely had any energy to do what she was doing, she wasn’t about place her shoes neatly in the closet. She went to the bathroom, turned on the water, stripped down, and got in the shower.

She deep inhaled once the warm water was coursing down her body. It felt so good to be in the shower that she didn’t feel the need to come out. But she remembered that she had coffee and toast awaiting her and turned the water off. She got a towel and wrapped it around her body, along with wrapping a smaller towel around her hair. She washed her face with facial wash and brushed her teeth. She made her way to walk out of the bathroom when she remembered seeing Inuyasha right outside the door of the bathroom at Sango’s apartment.
She swore she would’ve blushed to the maximum but fought it with all her might. Of course, she didn’t mind Inuyasha looking at her, in her towel, completely nude underneath. . .

‘Stop! No more of that!’

She mentally yelled at herself back and forth.

‘You puked on his shirt! There’s no way in hell he’d want to talk to you after that! To think that he kissed you with that mouth!’

She shrugged the thoughts away and went towards her kitchen. She poured herself some coffee in a mug, with creamer to go along with it. She took the toast out from the toaster and placed them on a small plate. She put the toaster away and got butter from the fridge to spread on her toast. Once that was done, she put everything away, took her coffee and toast, and went back towards her room. She set her ‘brunch’ on the night stand next to her bed and got comfortable. She opened the small drawer on her night stand and pulled out a small remote. She placed a finger on one of the small buttons and pointed it towards the wall on her left. She had a small blue stereo there, along with blue speakers. It turned on and started the cd that was inside. It was the song of ‘Jewell, Foolish Games’, acapella style.
Kagome raised the volume a bit and started to eat her small meal. She just wanted some alone time. Alone because she was feeling like shit, and alone to think some things over.

‘Did he really mean to kiss me?’ She went back to last night and remembered why they had started arguing again.

‘He called me her name.’

Kagome felt her stomach turn and stopped eating. She didn’t feel hungry anymore. She set her coffee and plate on the nightstand. She sunk in her bed and took in the warmth and ‘cozyness’ of the comforter. She turned towards the other side and curled up in a small little ball.

‘Why did he call me by her name?’

She felt the need to cry. But didn’t. She knew that his relationship with Kikyo had just ended and there she was trying to ‘mack’ on him right away.
She turned the other way, still in a fetal position.
She felt stupid and selfish for even trying something like that. Who knew how he felt? Maybe he wasn’t over her yet.

‘Of course, they did just break up last night.’

She made the decision to apologize for her actions last night. She would tell him on Monday. Telling him today was out of the question, she didn’t know how everyone was feeling due to all their drinking. And telling him tomorrow would bring discomfort on Monday. No. She would apologize to him on Monday. Monday morning.
After making her decision, she felt sleepy. Which she thought weird since she had just awoken about an hour ago. She took the towel off from her head and spread it across her pillow. She didn’t want her pillow to get soaked. She laid down, towel still on. She grabbed the remote and turned off the stereo and threw the remote carelessly on the bed. She snuggled in and closed her eyes. Before going off to her sleepy slumber, she thought of Sango.

‘Hmm. Wonder how Sango’s feeling?’


As if Sango heard her friends thoughts, she awoke in her bed. She didn’t feel the need to vomit, but her head was throbbing like never before. She slowly sat up and removed the covers. She sat on her bed and pondered for a bit. She then went to her bathroom and proceeded to take a shower. She wanted stay in there, not coming out for at least a day or so.
But she remembered that her brother wasn’t home yet and she needed to get out, just in case he called or something. Once she got out, she opened the medicine cabinet and took out a bottle of Tylenol. She took a small disposable cup from the cabinet under her sink and filled it with water. She took about three tablets in her mouth and put the bottle away. She drank them down with water and threw the small cup in the trash can near the toilet. She stood there, trying to look at herself. She smoothed the mist from the mirror with her hand.

‘I don’t look to bad for someone who drank all night and almost had sex with-‘

Sango put her hands over her mouth and gasped.

‘Oh shit! Nuh-uh! That didn’t happen last night!’

She denied herself from even thinking about that and walked out. But not before brushing her teeth and hair. She put some undergarments on and some tight black pajama pants. She put a loose pink shirt over and put her hair in a very low, but loose pony tail. She fixed her bed and put some pink socks on before walking out. She liked pink.
She walked of her room only to hear the sound of a video game.

‘Kohaku must’ve come home while I was asleep.’ She scoffed. ‘Some BIG sister I am.’

She went towards her kitchen and started to make her self a cup of tea. Sango wasn’t about to wait for the water to boil on the stove, so she filled a cup with water and put it in the microwave for three minutes. She massaged her neck and moved it around slowly.

‘And here comes the affects of the after drinking.’

She heard the ‘bing’ and took out her cup. Carefully grabbing it and placing it down. She went to one of her cabinets and took out a box of teas.

‘Hmm. . .cinnamon apple. . .mint leaf. . .lemon honey. . .’

She took out a tea and put the box away. She unwrapped it and dumped it in the cup. She grabbed the string and pulled the tea bag in and out slowly of the hot water. The sweet aroma sinking in her nose and body.

‘Mmm, cinnamon apple.’

She was about to get some sugar with it until she felt a hand grope her butt. Sango went to full alert, her body stiff as ever. She looked towards the living room and saw Kohaku playing the video game.

‘What the hell! Did someone sneak in while I was asleep?!’

Her mind raced with different things as the hand left her bottom and up and around towards her waist. She felt a face drawing near her ear. She gripped the cup of tea and was about to throw it in the intruder’s face, but he whispered huskily in her ear.

“So this is what it feels like to wake up to you in the afternoon.”

The hand went back slowly down to her butt. Sango knew who it was. She quickly threw a slap at him and turned around to kick him down.

“MIROKU! YOU STUPID LECHER!!”

Miroku fell with a thud and massaged his cheek.

“Damn Sango. Even when you wake up you’re aware and ready.”

Sango narrowed him with her eyes and Miroku just smirked.

“I love a woman who’s feisty when she wakes up!”

Sango growled loudly. She took her cup of tea and walked right over him. Miroku ‘oomphed’ and groaned as Sango carelessly stepped on him.

‘It’s a good thing she’s light!’

He stood up and brushed himself off. Sango was already sitting down on her couch watching Kohaku play video games. Miroku sat next to Sango. Sango grumbled to herself and tried to move away from him, since she was already at the arm rest of the couch. Miroku turned to face her. Sango narrowed her eyes towards him, then looked to Kohaku.

“Kohaku, how was your sleepover?” Kohaku put his game on pause and turned to his older sister.

“Sango! It wasn’t a sleepover, only girls do that.” He quickly resumed to playing his game.
Sango just rolled her eyes and conitued. “So then how was it? Did you have fun?”

“Yes.” Sango turned to Miroku, only to find him still staring at her. She grumbled and looked at Kohaku.

“Why did you let HIM in?” Kohaku kept playing while he answered.

“I didn’t. He let me in.” Sango was confused.

“What?” Kohaku put his game on pause and stood up, facing his sister.

“He let me in. I must’ve forgotten my key here. When I knocked, he answered the door.”

Sango’s face turned to worry. How could she have not heard her little brother knocking. Was she that knocked out? Before she could ask Kohaku another question, he left towards his room for another game. Sango eyed Miroku. Miroku just stared at her in awe.

“Okay, Monk! How did you get in here?” Miroku just smirked. Slyly.

“If that’s the way you thank people for being kind then I just won’t tell you.” Sango put her cup of tea down on the coffee table and lunged towards Miroku, gripping his shirt in the process.
She whispered loudly to him.

“Look! Thank you for opening the door for my brother, but-“

She stopped as Miroku was smiling. “What’s so funny?”

Miroku put his hands on her thighs and leaned up to whisper in her ear.

“Now, doesn’t this ring a bell to last nite?”

Sango took hold of there position and gasped. When she lunged towards him she must’ve knocked his balance because she was on top of him now. And hearing his words made her jump back to her spot.

“No way! We didn’t. . .I know we didn’t!” Miroku chuckled and scooted up.

“Deny it all you want my Lady, but nothing will surprise you more than the truth.”

Sango gasped. ‘NO! We didn’t! Did we!?’

She took a gulp of her warm tea and set it back down. Miroku chuckled.

“And you did plenty of that last night too.” Sango turned to him in horror.

“Well. . .even if we did do THAT! I didn’t mean it, I was drunk.”

Miroku crossed his arms.

“Probably, since you’re the one who started it.” Again Sango gasped.

Miroku couldn’t help it anymore. Seeing her face like that was to die for! He cleared his throat and continued.

“Don’t worry. We didn’t. Inuyasha took my car and never came back so I stayed here.”

Sango took a minute to absorb it all in. Then she looked at Miroku and slapped him on his head.

“You idiot! You scared me!” Miroku massaged his poor head.

“Hey! I could’ve easily had just went along with it since you were so persistent! But I didn’t!”

Sango had no clue, but he was right. She remembered now. It was all like a bad dream. She didn’t want to admit it, but she had been persistent. She sunk in her couch and looked down. Miroku looked at her and felt a sudden urge of guilt. Not that it was his fault, but he just felt bad for her. Sango whispered lowly to him.

“I. . .I’m sorry.” Miroku neared her and put his arm around her.

“Hey, no hard feelings, okay! Besides. . .” He put his mouth near her ear and whispered.

Sango’s face blushed red and threw him off the couch immediately.

“PERVERT!”

Kohaku had just walked in on them, watching his older sister flip Miroku on his back towards the floor. He sighed and shook his head.

‘They should just go out already.’

Inuyasha had just turned over the other side. His face buried in his pillow. He groaned as he felt the need to get up. Which he did. He scratched his head softly and stood to go towards his bathroom. He took a long a shower and brushed his teeth. He ran his tongue over his teeth inhaled. He got out with only a towel on. A memory came past him.

‘Kagome in her towel. . .’

He groaned and walked out. He went to his bed and sat down. He looked at his phone on the nightstand and looked at the caller ID.

‘No calls.’

He stretched and went to put on some sweat pants and a muscle shirt. As he put on his sweat pants, another memory came to him.

‘Kagome in her sweatpants. . .at Sango’s apartment. . .’

He growled this time and went to the kitchen. He took out a bowl, small saucepan, fork, and a package of Ramen. He turned the stove on medium-high, filled the saucepan with some water and placed it over the burner. He opened the package and took out the seasonings packet. He leaned on the counter of his kitchen, staring and waiting for the water to boil. He wasn’t in no hurry. He had to think about what happened.

‘Okay. I kissed Kagome, we fought, she got sick, I left.’

He smirked a little. ‘Simple as that.’

He remembered that Kikyo had broken up with him. And all the words she said to him.

‘Snob.’

He put his Ramen in the boiling water and waited. He thought some more.

‘Hmm, maybe I’ll give Kagome a call later.’ He blinked at his thoughts.

‘Yeah, then she’ll think I want something with her and expect the ‘best’.’

He scoffed at himself for thinking like that. ‘Kagome doesn’t expect anything. She gives.’

He turned his noodles around with a fork and continued to do so until it came out just the way he wanted. He poured the seasoning’s inside and turned off the burner. He grabbed his bowl and proceeded to emptying the noodles inside, with some of the ‘juice’ of course. He put the saucepan in the sink, took his bowl and went towards his living room. He sat down, turned on the television. He channel surfed for a bit before stopping on the music channel. He began to munch on his meal and thought some more.

‘Maybe going out with her isn’t a bad idea.’