It didn’t take a genius to realise that Inuyasha was following Sesshomaru around the whole night. Wherever his older brother was and whoever he was talking to, Inuyasha was around, never letting him out of sight.
Likewise, Sango was more or less chaperoning Miroku. She’d occasionally catch Inuyasha’s eyes and they would nod to each other, a discrete sign of understanding and no questions asked. Inuyasha was more than grateful for it.
He spent most of his time with Kagome, until a group of positively drunk older girls approached them, clearly not interested in him, and started complimenting her nails — they weren’t even painted — urging her to join them. Kagome was preening, and Inuyasha didn’t blame her. Getting noticed by cooler kids was nice, no matter how wasted they were.
Inuyasha didn’t really get the whole arriving fashionably late thing. Sesshomaru told him the party was starting at six, so he made sure they arrived at Naraku's house at the designated time, which greatly amused his brother. Apparently, they were among the first guests to arrive.
“Is arriving on time that uncool?” Miroku asked, a bit flustered.
“Absolutely,” Sesshomaru said, inviting them inside nonetheless. He was dressed rather casually: a grey hoodie and a pair of matching sweatpants. The outfit was probably pricier than Inuyasha’s entire mall-brought wardrobe, but it definitely didn’t look like it and it made Inuyasha feel self conscious about his own outfit. Was he overdressed? Did it even matter?
Inuyasha is jolted awake by Kagome’s scream. It takes a few moments for him to register what is happening — the new moon, Kagome standing in front of him, using her body as a shield and the strong youki seeping through the air. He takes a defensive stance and reaches for Tessaiga out of habit. The sword won’t help him much while he is in his human form.
“What’s happening, Kagome?” he asks, but the girl is not paying any attention to him. She’s looking straight ahead, focusing on something—someone.
“I don’t know what do you want, but I think you should leave.”
“I have no business with you, woman. Move along.”