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A/N: Thanks for checking out my newest fanfic. Really, I thank you. No, I really mean you. Yes, you … the one who is currently reading this sentence. Yeees. You. It would be even greater if you could just review, ne? This idea popped in my head by a certain soap opera … and of course … my favorite character: Sesshomaru, gets all the credit for being my little story puppet. -ahem- ... nevermind. He's just a ...I don't know. Whatever. I'll let you read now.

Hopefully this is a Sess/Kag … but I'm really devising something … hmm … Ah. I won't ruin my surprise here. You'll be happy with the ending, I promise. And if you aren't (by the end), then feel free to throw a hard shoe at me.

I don't appreciate flames … but I appreciate consecutive criticism. Thanks again. Enjoy!

My Own – Chapter 1

A handsome young man about the age of twenty-five stepped out of his expensive car. He slipped a hand into his dark blue blazer pocket and took out his cell phone. Looking at the missed call, he recognized name; he smirked in a half disgusted and half amused way. The caller was none other than his "supposedly" ex-girlfriend. She had finally returned from France, winning a golf tournament. A tournament that lasted three years … a tournament that tore his heart, and during those three long years, the man had worked very hard to forget her. But she was back now, no doubt trying to track him down. He knew that sooner or later … she would find and catch him. Of course, she was an honored celebrity … a sports celebrity. He was the president of several five star hotels mainly located in Tokyo, Japan. It wouldn't be very hard to find him; he was the biggest hit in commercial advertisements and he hated every second of it.

His name was Taisho Sesshomaru, a wealthy, handsome, out-of-a-girl's-reach kind of guy. He was barely approachable, except by his staff of personal executives, and he had an air of pure arrogance. His ex's name was Ryu Kagura, a gorgeous, wealthy, in-a-man's-reach kind of girl who was a prodigy in golfing.

Sesshomaru turned off the cell phone and shoved back in his inner blazer pocket. The doors of the largest hotel in all of Japan slid open and he walked in with his employees at the side bowing in recognition and respect. His glossy black business shoes clicked on the polished tile floors as he stepped in the elevator and slid his key in a slot for the executive floor.

Rena, his personal secretary handed him a cup of coffee and bowed as he walked in his office doors and shut them. Sesshomaru sat down at his desk with a clutter of unfinished papers either all around or under his desk. He mumbled to himself, "Find a better secretary who is able to tidy up a mess …"

Higurashi Kagome, a girl about the age of twenty, ran hurriedly down a flight of stairs of an apartment as she shrieked, "I'm laaaaaate!"

She put her white car into "drive" gear and took off speeding through local streets, hoping to hit the highway in 5 seconds. However, her rush left instantly as blue and red lights flickered over her car windows.

'Great … just my luck!'

She stopped the car and slammed the back of her head on the driver's seat.

The police officer with a rather large beer belly climbed out of his car and knocked on her car window. Kagome shut her eyes tightly as she gripped the steering wheel, trying to hold back her anger rush that was currently roaring in her head.

The officer knocked on the window again, this time harder. Kagome's eyes snapped open and she rolled down the window. The man-officer smiled as the dark window was being rolled down. Kagome angrily looked up at the officer as she seethed, "Aki…"

The man smiled wider as he leaned against her car in a taunting manner.

"Oh look. It seems like our Kagome is, again, late for work. What a pity. Should I give you the ticket … or let you off, hm?"

Enraged that he was even thinking about causing trouble for a fellow officer, Kagome shifted the gear to drive and took off. Officer Aki nearly fell as she left. He cursed as he slid in his car and went about his daily activities.

Kagome sneakily slipped through the department doors as she sat down at her desk. Sighing in relief, she filed a stack of papers that were currently taking up space. Her relief was short lived as her boss slapped down a packet on the desk. Startled, Kagome looked up innocently and played a sarcastic smile. The detective's eyebrow lifted and he turned to the first page of the packet, indicating a place to sign. Confused, the female officer stared at her superior for a moment before asking what the packet was for. Her superior grunted as he pointed to the title: Temporary Transfer.

Kagome gasped as she shot up from her chair, her head hitting the detective's. Both grabbed the injured spot in pain. After the incident, the detective, again, ordered Kagome to sign the papers.

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It was the end of the day and a depressed Kagome trudged out of the department of crime.

"I can't believe I just got transferred to a temporary job as escort for some dumb guy … just because I've been late for the past 4 months." She said to herself.

It was the end of the day and Sesshomaru Taisho was about to get in his car when a familiar voice called out his name.

"Sesshomaru-san! Sesshomaru! Wait!"

The man's face twisted sourly as he threw himself into the car and shut the door, ordering his chauffeur to quickly drive away. What he really needed was a body guard.

'I need to get away from that woman …'

0o0o0o0o a lapse in time.

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