Kagome groaned as she was being shaken awake. "Sango just give me ten more minutes. I was having the best dream about that dark haired tan guy from the club last night." She sighed blissfully fisting her sheets. A deep chuckle instantly got her attention. Rolling on her side her eyes found the guy from last night and he was naked. She screamed and rolled right off the side of the bed pulling the sheets with her. She checked herself and groaned. Yep they had sex and from the look of the room. They had done it a lot and on every surface.

"Are you ok?" he asked her from his spot on the bed. She laughed nervously and stood refusing to look at him. Walking around the room she found her clothes.

"I'm fine." She said quickly pulling on her clothes. She felt so weak and her legs were sore, but in a good way. No man had ever made her feel this way after sex. Not even Kouga.

"You know you don't have to leave." He watched her intently as she looked around for her shoes.

"Uh yeah I do. I'm late for a funeral."

"Well call me later. Maybe we can have dinner and get to know each other better," he suggested.

She laughed. "I don't think we can get to know each other any better than last night." Grabbing her shoes and purse she bolted.

"I can't believe you actually said you were late for a funeral," Sango laughed. "Yeah well I didn't know what else to say, but it doesn't matter. I'm sure I'll never see him again. "

Sango shook her head. "Never say never my friend. You know the universe has a way of bringing people together."

"And yet I'm still looking for this so called love of my life," Kagome scoffed.

"Don't give up just yet Kagome! For fucks sake you're only twenty-two."

"Sango just let it go already. I have."