A/N: This started out as a simple PWP. When I reached what I had originally thought would be the end, the story refused to wrap up and had a beginning of a plot, so I kept going. However, I still stand by my original PWP disclaimer. :)

"Kagome, you have to wear this one."

The miko watched in dread as Sango pulled out the single bikini she was hoping stayed hidden. "Sango-"

"Put it on." Sango shoved the fabric into her hands. "Go. I want to see what it looks like." Turning the girl around, she pushed Kagome towards the bathroom.

"Sango-"

"Nope. Nothing until I see it on you."

Sighing in resignation, Kagome stalked into the bathroom and made quick work of stripping and putting on the swimsuit. She knew as soon as the stubborn woman in her bedroom saw it, she'd be stuck wearing it. Looking in the mirror, she wasn't quite sure if that was a good or bad thing.

She bought the bikini on a whim a year ago, thinking she would at least get use out of it when enjoying the sun alone, but never dug it out. It looked better now; the regular gym visits with the taijiya making subtle changes.

Knowing Sango's patience wouldn't last long, she opened the door and exited the bathroom.

"That's what I'm talking about! Turn around. I want to see how your butt looks."

Kagome sighed and turned.

Sango squealed. "I told you those squats would pay off! I can't wait to see Kouga's face when he sees you in this."

Aw crap.

"Sango-"

"Don't even think about it. You two have been dancing around each other for months and I'm sick of watching it. It's about time you both hopped in bed already."

Another sigh. "Sango, he doesn't-"

A sharp glare interrupted that thought. They had this argument before, many times. Ever since Kagome's last relationship emslash/em fling emslash/em whatever the hell you call it ended, Sango had been pushing her into the ookami's direction.

Not that it was a bad direction. Actually, it was a ridiculously sexy one, but she didn't want to be yet another woman throwing unwanted attention his way.

The taijiya sighed, knowing the tune ringing in Kagome's mind. "Okay, okay, how's this: you wear that bikini and whatever else I find in your closet today, and if he doesn't go out of his way to touch you at least three times, I'll never bring it up again."

Kagome considered the woman in front of her shrewdly. Sango was not impulsive, and highly unlikely to give up her favorite conversation topic easily. "You promise?"

She could see the gears turning.

"If he does, you have to make a move on him. No more shying away."

The taijiya's expression told her that was the best she was going to get. Kagome weighed the possibilities in her head, trying to see if she liked the outcomes. On one hand, she'd never have to deal with this conversation again. On the other...

However, if the situation were actually as Sango called it, making a move on Kouga wouldn't be too hard.

"You really think-"

"Yes." One of these times, Kagome was going to be able to finish her sentence. "Kagome, don't you see how he looks at you? He's completely interested, but for some reason too shy to do anything about it!"

Sango also had confirmation through Miroku that the ookami was seriously interested in the miko, but she couldn't tell her that. Something about confidentiality and secrets.

Kagome sighed.

Refusing the urge to tear her hair out, the taijiya tried a different approach. "You haven't shown interest in anyone else since Hojo."

"There was Inuyasha."

"That doesn't count. You went on three dates, had make out session, and decided not to go further because you remind him of his ex and he didn't want to hurt you." Sango fixed her with a pointed look. "Kouga would do you a lot of good."

The look on the miko's face told Sango she wasn't convinced.

"It's just a move. We're going to a bar tonight, you could just rub up and dance with him, kiss him later tonight, I don't know, moan his name. You were more forward with Hojo and you weren't even that interested!"

She had a point. "Fine. But you can't push him into it."

Sango broke into a sly smile before turning back to the closet. "Good. Now to dress you for the rest of the day."

Kagome was actually pleased with her clothing options. Sango had agreed with her on a beach cover to wear on the way there, and they both liked the thought of simple shorts and a tank top for dinner. The current plan was to then head out to a bar and dance, so Sango shoved a pair of rustic leather boots into her bag.

Everything was looking good so far.

The women finished packing for the afternoon: suntan lotion, books, towels, clutches, phones and a couple bottles of water. By the time everything was in place, Sango's phone chirped with a text from Miroku. The guys were pulling into the driveway.

They made their way downstairs, grabbing last minute flip flops and sunglasses. The front door opened and Kagome watched in amusement as Sango was suddenly swept into the monk's arms, bag and all, and carried out to the car. The taijiya's shouts were especially entertaining as she realized just exactly where the monk's hands were holding her.

Kagome dug her keys out of her purse, slowly walking toward the door. Life had gotten seriously interesting since Sango broke down and actually started dating the man. He made sure she had fun.

Her feet were suddenly swept off the ground and her world tilted. A shriek later found her in Kouga's arms, similar to the position she had just witnessed Sango in. Looking up at the breathtaking ookami in surprise, she could help but relish the feel of the muscles holding her up.

He flashed her a grin, adjusting her so that he could close the door behind him as he exited the apartment. "I couldn't be shown up, could I?"

Kagome found herself laughing along with him, reaching out to lock the door from his arms. As soon as the keys were back in her bag, he turned and carried her over to the Jeep. Opening the passenger seat, he carefully placed her in before suddenly grabbing her seat belt and securing it in.

She held her breath as she watched him lean across her, so close to her chest that she could feel his breath coast along her skin. It would take just a slight movement and she could be nuzzling his neck, peppering kisses along the strong column of his throat. The seat belt clicked and he flashed an easy smile at her before pulling away and closing the door.

"One!" Sango exclaimed, reminding Kagome of her audience.

"One?" the monk asked, looking between Kagome and Sango.

"Two more and Kagome-"

"Hush!" the blushing miko hissed just in time for Kouga to open the driver's door and slide into the seat.

"Everybody ready?" he asked, glancing around the car while starting the engine, and then they were all on their way to the beach.