Title: From the Bottom of My Heart

Summary: Sequel to Beautifully, Ignorant, Traitorous, and Conniving (B.I.T.X.H). As Kagome and Sesshomaru settle into an awkward business relationship, a devastating event finds her reuniting with Kikyo. With another tragedy brewing on the horizon, will Kagome sink into the depths of despair, or will Sesshomaru be able to catch her ? (Pairings: Sess/Kag, Miro/San, Kik/Inu/X, Kan/Hojo, Jakotsu/X, Aya/Banko, Souta/X. "X" marks mean you'll just have to find out ! ;) )

Genre(s): Romance/Drama, Friendship/Family, Comedy, Hurt/Comfort

Rating M-due to strong sexual themes, language, adult situations, drugs & alcohol

((A/N: Hiya all ! How is everyone ? ^_^ It gives me great pleasure to present to you the FIRST of TEN CHAPTERS in the sequel to the original story B.I.T.C.H that was taken down and remade into Beautifully, Ignorant, Traitorous and Conniving, and now BITXH. That's right, it ain't over yet ! Since this story will only be ten chapters most of them will be very lengthy. This first one isn't too bad lmao. Um…I've never done a sequel before lol. So please everyone, I ask for you utmost support in this. I want your favs, your follows, but more importantly I want your reviews ! UNLIKE BITXH THESE CHAPTERS ARE NOT PRE-PLANNED. There is a rough plan for the story but it's only the basic outline of all the plots and needs fillers ! That means I will be looking to reviewers responses and seeing what you guys want/ like :) Anyway uhm…yikes I'm so nervous ! Lol. Ahh…please enjoy ! ))

Narrator: Well haaaaaay xD. Waddup my bishes. WELCOME TO B.I.T.C.H's sequel! Y'all hype? I'm hype lol. It brings me much happinessness to be able to be able to welcome all you people back. Anywayz though, this time around it's gonna be a bit different. This story a lil too grown for all my antics so I'mma take a backseat. You'll hear from me now, and as it stands, I won't see y'all mothafucca's until this bitch is over. Maybe I'll pop back in in the middle to check in and make sure y'all still wit it. Anywhom, along with the warm welcome I wanna make a familiar announcement. The one y'all mothafuccas hear me do at the beginning of every chapter. Matter fact, shit y'all say it with me. One…two…three THIS STORY IS RATED MA. MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY! That means if you went to Cinderella just to see the seven minute mini Frozen movie at the beginning…then you gots ta go. If you don't know who the Flinstones are, you gots ta go. And if you're still measuring your dick everyday hoping it'll get bigger…its called Viagra and YOU GOTS TO GO. Let's get it!

Chapter One: I Got to Meet You Twice

"Sesshomaru Takada. It's been quite some time. It's a pleasure." Kagome said, making her away around the desk, hand extended towards him.

"Kagome Higurashi." He greeted cooly, taking her hand firmly in his. Kagome's eyes widened. Still, after all these years his hands were just as warm. A small, knowing smile spread across her lips as she made eye contact with him. "It's a pleasure."

Kagome heaved a sigh as she looked over at the glowing blue numbers on her desk clock. It six forty-five p.m, letting her know her work day had ended well over an hour ago. She, however, remained rooted in the soft wheelie chair of her office. The charming deep orange of the evening sun glinted at her through the glass of her desk that wasn't covered by papers, folders, pens, and her computer. The day had been long, incredibly long, and Kagome didn't know how to act towards Sesshomaru, but all she could do was fake it till she made it. That, was always the best way to handle office issues.

It was all just a big blast to the past seeing Sesshomaru again. She had figured he'd end up doing exactly what he had, which was taking over his fathers company and becoming a highly intelligent and successful businessman. In fact…almost everyone they had known from back then…had managed to find some form of success. Kanna, after graduating high school had spent the summer with all of them making memories. Though Kagome didn't participate in a significant portion of the outings, the ones she did go to reminded her that despite everything…she did have people who cared about her.

Once the fall hit, Kanna had gone off to Julliard in America and Hojo had beguwn classes at a local University. Kagome still saw him occasionally for the next couple years since he was close, but as soon as he got his Associates degree he was on a flight to America to reunite with Kanna. Kanna had already established herself in the school and Hojo continued his studies in Education near by to her. Not too long after they both graduated they moved in together and Kanna accomplished her dream of becoming a professional dancer and Hojo became a happy elementary school teacher and part time track coach. They'd gotten married only two years ago.

Jakotsu and Bankotsu after high school had established a band together with two other friends, one who was a bassist and another a drummer. They did well, but it became clear that Jakotsu was the center of attention with her voice. They disbanded after a few of years but Jakotsu made a good living singing. Bankotsu played guitar with her often, but had gotten into MMA Fighting and within a couple of years began making his living as a pro. He'd gotten fiercely good pretty quick, but anybody who had known him back in high school knew that wasn't much of a surprise.

Kagura had become a lawyer having worked her ass off in law school. Naraku had passed away two years out of high school, and with no parent's around, hardly any friends, her brother dead and Kanna oversea's she was utterly alone. Recognizing that, she refused to allow herself to wallow in agony because…she was afraid of agony. Afraid of the pain it could cause. So, as a result she buried her face in the books and worked day and night to achieve success. And she did. She was one of the youngest successful female lawyers Japan had ever seen.

Ayame…well Kagome wasn't completely sure about her. From what she'd heard from the Bankotsu and Kanna over the years was that she'd helped Kagura take care of Naraku until he passed. Some how though, it was almost as if looking at each other after that brought back bad memories that neither girl had been willing to deal with…so their friendship ended. Ayame went through school and similarly to Hojo, had become a teacher too, but pre-school teacher. Kagome found it odd but…maybe some how Ayame thought she could erase some of the bad she'd done in the past, by doing good in the lives of the kids she spent time with.

That brought her back to Sesshomaru. He had come to finalize Takada Corporations merger with Higurashi Enterprises. It was a smart idea, they had agreed. Higurashi Enterprises was a computer software company, designing softwares for analyzing, editing, security, virus protection, and photography. Takada Corporations was a marketing company, in charge of advertising and managing stocks. Using Higurashi Ent. softwares to its full extent, Takada Corp. would not only be able to monitor its consumer responses faster and easier, but also obliterate all competition with the caliber boosts to its advertisements.

On the other hand, Kagomes company stood to have in incomprehensible pay day. Merging with Takada Corp. was like an advertisement itself. Sesshomaru had many business partners who were ore than interested in using her softwares, and he could market her products outside of Japan. Already company phones had been ringing off the hook. It was a win win. The only thing that had been left, was the one thing they both seemed to have been putting off: meeting each other.

It had gone by surprisingly…ordinary. At least on the outside. Him, his secretary, and a lawyer extended the curtsy of meeting her at her company. They had sat in a conference room along with her secretary-Kazahe Maru- and her lawyer. They al worked through the last nitty details and signed on their agreements. Throughout the whole interaction Sesshomaru had seemed completely at ease, his relaxed features but distant eyes drawing her in like they did years ago. But Sesshomaru was a full grown man now.

His shoulders were broad as they filled out his suit. His body was larger than she remembered, presenting an even more intimidating air. His long silver locks had not lost their shine, and every movement he made was fluid. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest while she did a miraculous job keeping her attention on their discussion. She couldn't believe it. Her heart still had an ache, still had a soft spot for him. After an hour of discussion, the lawyers shook hands and departed first. Kagome had then released Kazahe to his duties, to which he bid them goodbye and left. She promptly suggested a tour of the incredibly large building, the other renovated half now belonging to him. After forty-five minutes of a tour she led them to another executive office that was across from her own, the the wide lobby of the top floor separating them.

At that point it had been five hours since he had left, but the heavy weight still settled over her. She wondered what he thought about her, if anything. It had been seven years after all. She knew she would never forget the look of betrayal the day they broke up. "You're just like her." He'd said. Just like Kikyo. Her older sister had played a slightly edited version of her end of a phone conversation with Sango. Out of context, it had sounded bad. The look on his face as he confronted her played in her head over and over. She never got the chance to tell him the truth of it all. He had told her he would never be so foolish as to trust a human heart again, and that she disgusted him. It was still a painful wound, one that twinged occasionally with a reminder.

However there were two sides to her emotions. The first was the guilt, and the hurt. The next was the anger and resentment she felt towards him for leaving her. Sure, what she had done was wrong, but it had all been in good cause. She had done more than enough to prove to him that she loved him, but he only saw that as her deceiving him for the plan to take down Kikyo. She was, now, slightly appalled by everything she had done, but not enough that she was truly ashamed. And she never would be. If anyone should it was him. He'd left a woman who would have only continued to love him.

The sound of 'My Main' by Mila J quickly drew her out of her musings and with a knowing smile she reached into her purse, retrieving her blue blackberry (old fashioned she knew) and lifted it to her ear.

"Hey Sango." She said, swiveling back around in her chair to organize some folders on her desk.

"Hey! How'd the merger go?" Sango asked, her voice just as bright and buoyant as ever. Kagome heaved a sigh, but managed to maintain half her smile that was invisible to her friend. She began stacking.

"It went. Everything's official now." She replied. She heard Sango's excited squeal and couldn't help laughing.

"Yes, yes, fucking yes!" Sango cried.

"Mommy, you said 'fucking' was a bad word." Kagome heard the muffled little girl's voice in the background say. She giggled at her adorable niece and Sango's flustered response.

"It is, don't use it! Anyway Kagome, I'm sorry I couldn't be there today. Miroku will be coming home in a couple hours though and then we are going out to celebrate! No buts!" Kagome chuckled and shook her head. Sango was the company's managing director, an important job but not one that necessarily required her to be in the office every single day. She had taken today off as a sick day to stay home and take care of her ailing little girl while Miroku went to work.

"You already know it's not a problem Sango, and alright, if you so insist we'll go out." Kagome relented. She didn't much feel like going out since for some reason her encounter with Sesshomaru made her heart heavy. She heard Sango giggle.

"Okay, good! Let's meet at-"

"Mommy…" She heard Kirara whine. Kagomes heart tightened for the little girl. Two years out of high school Sango and Miroku had blessed her with a healthy, beautiful niece. The girl had Sango's medium toned brown hair and the most beautiful, if not unusual eyes. The outer ring of her eyes were green like Miroku's, but her irises maintained her mothers violet color.

When Sango and Miroku got married, she was more than honored to be the Maid of Honor. The wedding took place a week after their daughters first birthday. It was a breathtaking ceremony with vows that brought everyone to tears. The reception and after party that followed, was record breaking. Somehow, however, Kagome couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. She had hoped that since Miroku and Sesshomaru had remained friends, that she would see him there. The ever perceptive Sango had let her know that he was having some sort of family emergency ad couldn't make it.

Kagome had, nonetheless, thoroughly enjoyed herself of course. The big event had found her reuniting with Bankotsu, Jakotsu, and Kanna and Hojo. Kanna had taken off at the end of the summer after graduation for Julliard. Hojo had promised her that he would follow her, and after two years spent vigorously getting his Associates Degree he followed her to America. After a couple more years in school he got his Bachelors and became an elementary school teacher. Kanna had gotten her Masters in Dance, but was now going back for another degree in Education. It was still in her dreams to be the best dancer, and she was well on her way to the top, but she had decided that whenever she did decide to retire from that in the far ahead future, she would want to teach dance.

Bankotsu and Jakotsu both did well enough. They had a band and did shows all over all the time. The one who was able to take off just a little more was Jakotsu with her voice. She wasn't overly famous or anything, but she got called to preform at large venues, club events and the like. Bankotsu played the guitar in the band but had also taken up MMA and was now a pro fighter. Jakotsu didn't like it. In fact she absolutely hated it, but no surprise to anyone, Bankotsu rarely lost.

"Alright Rara, here I come. Kagome, go home, eat something quick, get changed and head over! By then Miroku will be here and Rara will be heading to bed."

"I don't wanna go to bed!" Kirara whined in protest in the background.

"Nope! Sick little girls and boys go to bed early. See you later Kagome!" With that Kagome's long term friend hung up the phone and left her in silence one more.

With a soft sigh Kagome looked at the folders she had organized on her desk, their next home the second drawer to her left. Before she put them away she stared at the Mac desktop in front of her for another moment and considered sending Sesshomaru an email before she left. But what would it say? Welcome to Higurashi Enterprises? He had already heard that practically a thousand times that day. It dawned on her that for the merger her company name (as well as his) would change. She frowned. For now they would stay Taisho Corp and Higiurashi Ent. They'd work it out eventually.

Kagome thought long and hard, but eventually shut down her computer system. She couldn't welcome him again and she figured it was too soon to ask him out for coffee. Not like lovers coffer, but friendly coffee. Wait, lovers coffee? She wasn't sure she was thinking right. It disturbed her how desperate she was to know how he thought about her now. With an unattractive groan she pushed herself up from her cushioned chair and stretched before turning her head towards her door at the sound of a knock.

Kagome raised an eyebrow. Most everyone should be have been gone. She knew Kazahe was, she'd released him a little late, but not late enough that it warranted him being anywhere nearby.

"Come in." She offered, placing the files in her second drawer. She stood up straight when the door opened and she stood face to face with the same beautiful woman that had shared a rom with her and Sesshomaru earlier. His secretary. Her long ebony hair was pulled in a slightly elevated ponytail falling down her back and shoulders in ringlets. Her inside of a lime green eyes were wide and bright and her skin was undeniably clear.

Kagome felt a little inferior as she smiled at the woman, thinking rapidly to try and recall her name. The woman bowed her head and slender body towards Kagome and a light flickered in her mind.

"Ah! Shizune-san, right? How may I help you?" She asked pleasantly. Shizune rose slowly and smiled.

"Hello, Higurashi-san. I am taking my leave for the day. Takada-sama wanted me to see if you needed anything before I depart." Kagome raised both eyebrows in surprise.

"Thank you. I will let him know I appreciate his concern. I'm quite alright Shizune-san. Enjoy your evening."

"Of course, Higurashi-san." Shizune replied before giving a shallow curtsey and departing. Kagome continued to smile to herself as she packed up and lifted her leather work bag. The gesture had been nice, and surprised her. At least she knew now he didn't hate her. She reminded herself once again that it had been seven years and she was twenty-four not seventeen and he was twenty-six and not nineteen.

Kagome made her way out of her office slowly and looked across the way of the lobby that was occupied by a large glass desk, furry sofa chairs and a large oak wood table. She could see Sesshomaru through the glass of his office and the open door. His hair was down and loose, unlike earlier, and he was focused intently on his laptop with a pen hovering over a notebook scribbling notes. He was no doubt most likely going over his accounts. She watched him for a moment, but before she could do something stupid and rash-like talking to him- she turned on her heels and walked away. He lifted his head when she was gone…

****Kaido Household

8:13pm****

Sango took a deep breath as she looked at herself in the large glass mirror on top of the red wood dresser that expanded six feet wide. She was seated on the side of the bed in nothing but her thin yellow bathrobe, fresh out of the shower with no makeup. As the years had passed it had only gotten worse. Gradually…she was wasting away, and she knew it. A white scarf was wrapped around her head, hiding the bald spots and rapidly thinning hair. Her eyes felt hollow, sunken into the depths of her skull, and her skin had paled considerably. She'd lost forty pounds in three years, thinning so much a new wardrobe was in order. She still wore layers though, to hide it from all outside of the little world of her house, and that included Kagome.

She felt so small and frail as she looked at herself pathetically. Times like these she felt a masochistic satisfaction. It gave her a sense of calm. She knew she was dying. And so did one other person…

"Sango." She closed her eyes at the deep, soothing baritone that flooded through the doorway. She turned, a close mouthed smile spreading across her lips as her eyes took in Miroku. He was standing there, a bouquet of roses in his arms and a smile on his face. He was dressed in a dark purple suit, the jacket opened on his cream colored button up, and black tie loosened about his neck. She stood up from the bed and he watched her with warm eyes.

"Welcome home." She said softly as she made her way over to him. He leaned down and kissed her lips.

"Thank you. These are for you." He said, extending the roses. She huffed, but gave him a smile as she took them.

"Must you keep doing this?" She inquired. He gave her a lopsided grin, flashing his pearly whites.

"Every Thursday." He confirmed. True to his word, since the day they got married five years ago he miraculously only missed a five thursdays. One a year, and that, was only because it was the anniversary of his grandmothers death.

True to his vows Miroku did anything and everything he could to spoil Sango. Two years after they got married he optioned his fathers company and was now the executive producer of four of Japans top ten shows in the nation. Using his money he provided a modest (by Sango's choice) house, both their cars, and a way too many toys for their daughter. He took them anywhere they wanted to go and he doted on Sango everyday from things like dinners, to small simple things like a movie or her favorite candy bar. Sango would never forget the day all those years ago when he first proposed. Now, there they were, seven years later, married with fantastic jobs and a daughter who couldn't be more perfect.

"You look beautiful." Miroku commented as he took of his suit jacket and tossed it on the bed. Sango rolled her eyes and scoffed playfully as she laid down the roses and picked up an empty vase that she had ready for the occasion.

"Please. I'm in a bright ass bathrobe, no makeup on and no wig." She shot back with a chuckle. Miroku tilted his head to the side and his smile warmed.

"Doesn't make you any less beautiful." He said as she returned from filling up the vase in their bedroom bathroom. She paused for a second, her back to him as she put the roses in the vase and turned back to him. Beautiful, he'd called her. Thanks to him, she believed that.

With the weight loss, her hair loss, her body beginning to feel weak her insecurities could not be higher. But Miroku made it a point of telling her all the time how beautiful she was and showered her in compliments more and more. There wasn't a second he wanted her to feel bad about herself. She approached him for a second time and this time their kiss was long and passionate. When they pulled away Miroku rested his lips on her forehead and she closed her eyes and exhaled.

"Rara is in bed, she's sleeping already. Her fever went down a little today but she was still pretty fussy because she feels like crap. She might wake up a couple times while I'm out." She informed him. He wrinkled his eyebrows.

"You're going out?" He asked, only since he hadn't known. Sango nodded into his chest.

"Kagome and Sesshomaru finalized the merger today and everything is go. We're going out to celebrate." She relayed. He frowned, slightly disappointed that he wasn't going to have the evening to ravish his wife as he'd been thinking about all day.

"Congratulations. To both of you." He said, rubbing her arms. She giggled.

"Thanks Miroku. This'll be quite interesting though, watching Kagome and Sesshomaru work with each other." She said. Miroku chuckled in response.

"I can only imagine. It's gonna take awhile for them to get used to each other." He commented.

"Fuck used to each other I want them to be with each other." She huffed, and he could feel her crossing her arms. He laughed initially, shaking his head at her before pondering an honest response. Him and Sesshomaru were still friends after all.

"Well…I can tell you one thing, as long as you promise not to tell Kagome." He offered, leaning back a little so he could look down at her face. She scrunched her nose up and pouted before relenting in less than thirty seconds. He smirked. His wife was so predictably impatient. She didn't like keeping things from Kagome (though she was on her second pretty large strike of that right now) but her curiosity to know everybody's business made it impossible for her to turn down the offer, and he knew it.

"Fine." She agreed reluctantly. Miroku raised an eyebrow.

"I'm serious babe." He said sternly. Sango rolled her eyes impatiently and placed her hands on his chest.

"Okay, okay I promise, what is it?" Miroku frowned at her and she whined. He was very serious however. If word got back to Sesshomaru that he'd spilled the beans to Sango he'd come up missing he knew. "Miroku. I promise." Sango said, more even this time. Miroku nodded.

"Alright. Well…first off, don't get mad at me alright? It was Sesshomaru's private business and he didn't want anybody to know." He warned. Sango looked at him through confused eyes. What was so serious that he needed to-

"Kagome is Sesshomaru's mate." A silence settled over the room. Sango blinked twice very, very slowly. This was a rather…monumentally large piece of information. She needed to find out who, what, when, where and how and now.

"When in the world did he figure that out?" She asked him. Miroku hesitated, rubbing the back of his head and averting his eyes.

"Uhm…few weeks before we graduated high school." He confessed.

"WHAT?!" Sango screeched making him wince.

"Babe, shh, you'll wake u-"

"How long did you know about this?!" She demanded next. He gulped and averted his eyes again.

"Uhm…a week before we got married." He answered.

"THAT WAS OVER FIVE YEARS AGO YOU DIDN'T THINK TO TELL ME?!" She bellowed. He sighed and stepped back from her.

"I told you Sango, it was Sesshomaru's private-"

"I don't give a damn about that! He broke Kagome's heart and all this time she's been his mate?! Didn't you think that I had a right to know, that she had a right to know Miroku?!" He sighed again and ran a hand down his face. The last thing he had wanted to do was get into an argument with her. He had hoped somehow the information would give her hope for the future.

"Sango, like I said he didn't want to tell anyone." He tried.

"Why?" Sango snapped. "Is he or was he so ashamed of Kagome?" Her voice was loaded with malice that made Miroku wave his hands in front of her.

"No! No, God no Sango. He just…he was hurt about what happened and-"

"He was hurt? That selfish, egotistical and emotionally incompetent dickhead!" She seethed. "I don't give a fuck about him being hurt! Kagome spent years, before and after being with him, being hurt because of him when all of that shit could have been avoided? Oh hell no." Miroku reached out to touch her.

"Sango I-" She swatted his hand away.

"No, fuck that, that was fucked up of you to keep that from me Miroku and you know it." She stated strongly. "Kagome has done more than enough for that man and at the point in which he found out she couldn't be truer for him he left her. I was happy he was back, happy that he could reunite with Kagome. Now all I want is him as far as possible. You're lucky I don't want to crush Kagome more than he's already crushed her. That's the only reason I'm not going to tell her, not for your benefit." And with that she grabbed her makeup bag from the beauro and stormed into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. Miroku huffed. No, there would definitely be no ravishing in his house hold at any point that night.

****Kagome's Apartment

8:30pm***

Kagome stood in front of her full body mirror, wrapped in a white towel, droplets of water still draining from her hair and slipping down her neck and shoulders. She turned her back to the mirror and let her towel slip slowly to the floor as she peeked over her shoulder. Three long, only slightly jagged scars trailed from under her shoulder blades down to her waist. She frowned at them. Truth be told there wasn't a day she didn't think about Sesshomaru. Unfairly for her, there was her everyday reminder. It told her it was there periodically in weird ways, from the occasional twinge to the summertime battles of what she could and could not wear in order to keep them hidden. It wasn't fair at all.

Some days she hated the mark, for precisely that reason. It marked her, as if taunting her of her past daily and making sure she knew she still belonged to Sesshomaru. Other days she didn't mind it, preferring to sigh and reminisce about the wonderful good times they had all shared together. Glancing at the clock she cursed under her breath and rushed to her closet. She skimmed through before picking out a very simple black cocktail dress. It was sexy with a halter top and short enough for her to shake her ass in while still keeping it classy.

After drying off completely she put her hair in some curlers to dry and slipped into the dress. Immediately following she slipped on a t-shirt over it and say down at her buearu, contemplating her choice of makeup for the night. Skimming over her eyeshadows her eyes stopped, and skated over to the bottom of her open closet, where all her shoes sat. They finally came to a rest on some pitch green almost black heels. She smiled slowly as she looked back at the eyeshadow of her choice and picked it up. It was the same shade deep almost black green with small gold flecks.

Twenty minutes later her makeup was completely done and her hair was dry enough. She sprayed it quick with hairspray and pulled the little instruments out, letting the curls fall down over her right shoulder. Carefully she slipped out of the t-shirt and looked at herself in the mirror. The dress hugged her curves affectionately and her eyes looked sharp and commanding. That was also just the aura she held with her head held high. Her skin was creamy and smooth and her face was bright. The light blue of her eyes contrasted beautifully with the depth of darkness in her eyeshadow, brought out more by the ample mascara she had applied. She smirked. It was always her specialty making simple things beautiful.

She picked up her heels and a small black clutch she had packed with her I.D., credit card, cash, cellphone, masacara and clear lip gloss that currently shimmered on her lips. She picked up her heels before glancing at herself once more in the mirror. Though she wouldn't admit it, deep down, she wished she were dressing up for some one other than Sango…

****Burlington, Italy

Takada Household

9:06pm****

"I am very sorry for your loss, Ms. Higurashi." The words were sincere enough, but they fell like stones on Kikyo's ear. She didn't respond, didn't even react to the use of her maiden name. Slowly she lowered the phone down into the hook and stood there in silence. After a moment of being completely still she lifted her hand off the cradled phone and looked down at it as it trembled. She had been having a good evening, an average one. Her family had just eaten dinner, and after, Inuyasha had gotten the kids ready for bed while she cleaned the kitchen.

Inuyasha had returned a while after, and they had decided on watching one of three episodes of The Blacklist they had saved on their DVR. Kikyo had just gotten up to get some ice cream before the show started when the phone rang. She replayed the grave conversation in her mind one more time, digesting the information, adding it to her mind as an actual fact and not a horrible tale. Her body felt cold suddenly and she went rigid, the trembling of her hand starting to climb up her arm, to her shoulders and down to her legs.

It couldn't be true…it couldn't be true…

The sound of footsteps missed her ears as Inuyasha stopped in the hallway on his way to the kitchen after spotting her. At first he stood confused, his eyebrows drawing together as he wondered why his wife was standing in the middle of the hallway looking so stiff. He recalled the phone ringing and her leaving to pick it up. She, and whoever else it was, must not have been on the phone too long.

"Kikyo? Who was it?" He asked casually. She didn't respond. He noticed Kikyo's shoulders shaking hard. Inuyasha stepped a couple feet closer. "Is…everything alright?"

The smell of salt bombarded his nostrils and before him Kikyo began to sink to her knees. His eyes widened and with incredible speed he was by her side, catching her before the hit the floor. He could still barely see her face as it was hidden behind her hands, but it was red and wet with tears. She sobbed in his arms as she dug her fingers into his shirt and buried her face into his chest.

"Kikyo! What happened?!" He demanded. He hadn't seen his wife this upset in years. Kikyo was normally the type that was so good and being calm and holding together her emotions. For her to be like this, he knew something had to be terribly, terribly, wrong.

"She's gone…she's gone…" Kikyo weeped into his shoulder. Inuyasha held her tighter in his arms, stroking her hair.

"Shh, shhh it's okay, it's okay." He murmured soothingly. A tiny head full of unruly silver white hair poked out from around the corner. He put a finger to his lips quickly and waved the little girl away. She stood still and stared for a moment at her clearly distraught mother before pouting and turning away. Inuyasha rubbed Kikyo's back and pressed his lips to her forehead.

"Whose gone, baby?" He cooed, nuzzling her.

"Mom…" Was all she said, and that one word made Inuyasha's blood run cold.

****Club ShitaGAI

9:56pm****

"I can't believe we're in an actual club, Sango." Kagome said loudly over the blaring music. Sango broke out into a grin and a laugh.

"Why not?! God Kagome I swear with all the work you do, sometimes you forget that you're twenty-four and not forty-two." She shot back, looping her arm with Kagome's as she towed her friend to the bar. For some reason Sango's arm felt thinner to Kagome than usual, but she brushed it off, figuring it was her mind playing tricks on her.

"Four fireballs with red bull please." Sango ordered for them immediately. The bartender didn't even bother to card them seeing as they wouldn't have gotten in otherwise and with a slight nod of his head he turned away. Kagome huffed.

"You could have at least said hi ya know." She commented with a smile. "And two each to start?" Sango narrowed her eyes at Kagome and with a laugh the young woman caught the hint and stopped pestering her friend. Sango was right, most times Kagome felt a lot older than she really was. In fact, if Sango hadn't just reminded her she was twenty-four she would have asked if her dress was too short.

The bartender brought their shots over and Sango handed him her credit card.

"Sorry for-Kazahe?!" Sango demanded in the same breath. What she thought had been the same bartender was actually a tall lean man with long lighter toned brown hair pulled back into a low ponytail, his face clear and impassive before a small smile appeared. Instead of the bartender she previously saw, Sango found herself face to face with her office mate. Kagome's eyebrows shot up as well.

"Whoa! What are you doing here?!" Kagome questioned her secretary, her jaw almost on the floor. She had to admit he looked a lot different outside of work. Gone was his gray business suit, replaced by fitting black jeans and a silk blue button up that was open down to the start of his chest.

Two things remained the same about her mysterious secretary however. His distant wool brown eyes and his impassive face that held a small, blank smile.

"I work here as my second job Ms. Higurashi, Mrs. Tadashi-Kaido." He replied with ease before letting his eyes playfully roam the woman in front of him that he called boss. "I must admit you are looking rather stunning Ms. Higurashi." He complimented, making heat soar to Kagome's face as she realized some one from the office was seeing her out out for the first time. Sango giggled tapping her foot on Kagome's chair with a sly grin.

"Yeah, don't you Ms. Higurashi." She teased. Kagome blushed harder.

"Anyway Kazahe don't I pay you enough? I mean-"

"Dat, dat, dat!" Sango blurted putting up her hand to stop their conversation. "No more work talk! We'll see you at the office tomorrow Kazahe byeeee! Now bottoms up!" She said lifting her shot and forcing one to Kagome's lips when she tried to protest. Kazahe chuckled at their antics, far too used to them by then and silently slipped away.

"Aaaaand next." Sango said as she took on the second shot and made Kagome join. Sango put both her hands up open palmed in front of her and closed her eyes, taking a breath. "Alright sit with it for a second…kay let's go!" She announced before gripping Kagome's upper arm with strength unknown and yanking her friend onto the dance floor. Kagome laughed and it didn't take long for the two of them to start shaking their asses to 'Candy' by Koda Kumi. Kagome felt the alcohol warm her stomach and a grin brightened her face as she waved her hips downward sexily. It was one of her favorite songs and she was feeling lucky.

Sango knew how to start it up, two shots to make happy and loosen up and dance floor it was. Kagome let all thoughts of the business, of Sesshomaru, and even of Kazahe drift from her mind as her eyes focused in on Sango's smiling face. Her eyes were closed and her hips grinded air behind her to the music and Kagome followed suit, closing her eyes and letting the music take over. She moved her body in every direction, dancing for nobody but herself and her smile only got bigger. When was the last time she had cut lose and had fun?

The song ended, the next one played, and they still danced. When that one ended Kagome didn't need to be pulled to the bar. She followed Sango as her friend ordered herself another fireball and redbull shot while Kagome ordered herself just a plain one of Jameson. They downed them and back to the dance floor they went. Kagome laughed as Sango tripped over some guys feet in their high speed pursuit to the dance floor and Sango rushed away without an apology. She was in a fit of giggles when she caught up with Kagome, this time dancing to the beat of 'Eat You Up' by BoA.

It didn't take long for them to catch attention under the blue, purple and neon lights flaring around. Guys checked them out but they ignored them, finding entertainment in themselves for the time being. However, things changed a little on their fourth trip to the bar. Kagome giggled as she leaned against the bar heavily, watching Sango trying to catch her breath.

"'noter fireball?" Kagome asked. Sango shook her head, eyes wide.

"No more red bull! Washington!" She commanded and Kagome laughed harder before waving the down the closest bartender. Kazahe approached the ladies again and Sango wrapped her arms around Kagome' neck affectionately, causing Kagome's giggles to continue.

"Two Washington Apple's please." Kagome ordered for them. Kazahe gave a soft smile.

"Will that be drinks or shots Ms. Higurashi?" He asked. Sango stuck her tongue out at him from her position in Kagome's arms.

"Shots duh! And it's Kagome we're not in the office remember Ka-za-he?" She answered for her friend. Kagome rolled her eyes playfully.

"Actually, we'll take the drinks I wanna take a little break." Kagome admitted, releasing Sango and taking a seat at one of the three bar stools in front of them.

"Old woman." Sango chided with a smirk, but nonetheless sat down next to her friend. Kazahe returned a couple moments later with their drinks and departed with a slight bow of his head. Sango leaned her chin on her palm as she followed him with her eyes before taking a sip.

"You know…Kazahe is really hot. Maybe you should date him." She suggested coyly, her eyes half lidded. Kagome's eyes widened as she blushed.

"What?! Are you crazy, I would never-"

"Hey." Both women lifted their heads and looked at the man standing behind Kagome. Sango couldn't grin quick enough. He was just Kagome's type, long hair (which in his case was black) pulled back into a low ponytail, strong features and intimidating mud brown eyes. He was muscled and lean, clearly strong, a type to control his prey. He was wearing a loose jagged black tank and dark gray jeans, silver dog tags dangling from a chain around his neck. Sango raised an eyebrow. He was a Marine dog huh? All bark with all the bite to back it up. Sango lifted her drink and stood less than gracefully from her stool.

"Well, I think there's a hot girl over there that needs my attention. Toodles!" She lied and slipped off into the crowd, leaving Kagome blushing as she followed the man with her eyes. He walked around her until he stood in front of her in the small space between her, and Sango's abandoned stool.

He was less than a foot away from her. She fidgeted under his intense stare and he could see he made her nervous, and that made him smirk. Kagome blushed harder. Clearly he was a ladykiller.

"My name's Shiniichi Koga, but please…just call me Koga." Kagome glanced down at the bar before looking back at him nervously.

"Alright…my name is Higurashi Kagome." She said in return, extending her hand. His smirk widened revealing sharp canines. He was a demon, she realized. She hadn't used much of her Miko abilities in years and in some ways her senses had dulled.

Ignoring her hand he leaned forward slowly and pressed his hot lips to her cheek and she shivered, eyes widening as her mind blanked on what to do. She wasn't sure if she should smack him or snap at him…but instead she felt oddly…turned on. Before she could make a decision he was away from her, and his eyes glinted darkly as he let them slowly wander her form. The haze of the alcohol and his alluring aura had her legs shifting beneath her. How long had it been…?

"Pleasure to meet you." He murmured. And just like that, Kagome was putty in his hands...

A/N: HOPE EVERYBODY ENJOYED THE FIRST CHAP ! PLEASE R&R ! The more reviews the quicker I post all :) love yall, CHOW BAMBINOS ! :)