Disclaimer: The characters of InuYasha are not mine, they are property of Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Note: This story is the sequel to Kagome and ONLY Kagome; after the bittersweet ending. If you're still confused, please go to my profile to see diagram for clarification.

Thanks: to my beta, Nekomimimode for her help in this. Not only does she help beta my horrific grammar and tenses but she's also part of the brain-storming process. She came up with the title for this chapter ~Teensie SMILES~ I love her...~Grins~

Inspiration: Sliding Door the movie where 'what if' is involved and life can take two different routes. And the scene is stolen from part of my personal life. NOT the movie. THanks.

Chapter One

.....~Road of his past~....

It seemed like as a normal day as the DaiYokai was driving along in his expensive Italian car – one of the many luxuries that he spoiled himself with. Looking straight down the road his demonic vision enabled him to spot a young woman a long distance away, walking along the highway. It would take a human another mile or so to even see her, but for him he could make her out clearly. Dressed in a spaghetti strap white sundress, and donning 4 inch heels. He was wondering what she was doing walking along the freeway; late in the afternoon dressed like that. Surely a young girl, dressed the way she did, was more than an invitation for many men to do reckless things to her. Her raven black tress fluttered in the wind as his car approached her closer.

Sesshomaru would have driven on, ignoring her completely. Not caring what danger or trouble she seemed to be welcoming on her, he had no interest in mingling with others. If he had been quiet, distant and reserved before, he surely had increased that exponentially over the last 18 years. The year that he'd lost the only woman he ever loved and cared for…In his mind and memory, he remembered it like a vivid vision that only happened yesterday.

.~.

…Flashback….

Sesshomaru had grasped the railing of the restaurant's balcony so hard that the wood had crumbled in his hands, molding his ten large fingers into the wood like clay. He watched as the young human guided his Miko out the door, while she giggled happily about their new engagement.

Ayame's gentle hand resting on his shoulders brought him back to the reality of their family dinner. He could feel her eyes boring into him, on his face as he dropped his head in defeat.

What have I done? He repeated to himself over and over. And without saying anything to Ayame or the families dining inside the large hall, Sesshomaru turned his heels and left.

Smoke erupted from the force of his tires peeling off the front valet parking. He could hear the valet boy coughing as the smoke hit him in the face as he sped off.

Sesshomaru drove recklessly around town, his heart pounding and his mind racing. Gripping his steering wheel tight as he pondered his next move, and in an instant he found himself at her apartment.

It was dark.

He could feel the icy coldness engulfing him, like a wave swallowing up a tiny fishing boat in the midst of a storm.

Sesshomaru found a parking spot a little ways up and pulled his car in. Stepping out of his butterfly door, he walked toward her still sad excuse for a terrace and leaped onto it. He could smell her scent all around him, but now it mixed with the scent of the human. He knew that the young man had moved in with her. Standing there he was drowning in the mist of his loss and depression, but for some reason his nerves began to calm and he felt lost. He wasn't sure how long he'd been on her terrace, until the sound of her front door opening and lights flickering on that woke him from his trance.

Sesshomaru heard his Miko giggling. He heard the young man's voice telling her how much he loves her. He heard the sounds of lips meeting, as the young man began to kiss his Miko. Then he heard fabric rustling as clothes began to fall onto the floor.

"Oh Kagome, you're so beautiful. I'm going to do everything I can to make you the happiest woman on earth. I promise you, I'll make sure that you'll always be well taken care of…I'll make sure you'll never have to work again baby."

"Oh Hojo," Kagome sniffled…"It doesn't matter, as long as I'm with you, I don't need anything else. I'm happy."

Her words dropped on his heart like an anvil, and then her moans tore at his guts as it echoed in his elfin ears....

I don't need anything else. I'm happy.

It was what he'd wanted for her wasn't it?

Wasn't it?!!!!

Sesshomaru leaped off the terrace then and left. He wanted to say 'yes'. He wanted to go with the cliche of 'I want you happy, even if it's not with me..' but he knew too well it was bullshit. He wanted her happy with him....not some human.

I've lost her….forever lost her….

He never thought he was one to fall in love, and he really hadn't anticipated on falling in love with the Miko. But he did…

That night, he wandered the street aimlessly. Never had he felt this kind of pain, or loss. He a powerful DaiYokai, had everything he wanted. Billions after billions of dollars at his disposal, but he couldn't what we wanted most.

He couldn't have her.

His miko.

Entering a bar, he ordered a whole bottle of scotch and ignoring the small cup that the bartender slid over to him. Instead, he began to drink the alcohol off the bottle. The burning liquid scraped against his throat, but somehow it didn't seem to alleviate his pain and anguish.

A gorgeous woman came resting her hands over his shoulders and seducing him with her sultry voice of "Aww poor baby, rough day?"

Her face was pretty.

Her makeup - flawless.

Her lips pouty and luscious.

Those plump lips would wrap around his thick digit nicely. Sesshomaru grabbed her suddenly by the wrist. The woman let out a surprised sexy gasp, her eyes looking deep into his'. She was human. How he was so envious of her. Envious of all the men in the bar.

All human men.

All the demon could do was stare at her. Setting the bottle of alcohol on the bar counter, Sesshomaru loosened his grip on her and backed away out of the bar. He continued to walk the street suffering in silence.

When he reached his penthouse, Sesshomaru was like a zombie as he sat and stared at the evening sky. The scent of Kagome waffed his nostril when he entered his bedroom. Pulling the small box out from underneath his bed, his stomach churned as he opened the lid and her scent emanated from the box. There in the box were the only things he had left of hers. He stood there staring at the pieces of her clothing she'd left behind that Saturday afternoon.... Faint, but still strong; encased him a field of memories – sending his heart and soul straight to Hell.

'You know, someone to take me to dinner, the movies.. and..and..I don't know... whatever the hell boyfriends do for girlfriends, other than fuck them!'

The way she looked that day, the sound of her voice was still crisp as air to him. He had treated her like a toy, she was nothing but human blow up doll. He had never told her how he felt about her, how much he cared. All he ever did was fuck her.

Fuck her and fuck her.

He had been indifferent, and stupid.

I didn't mean to treat you that way Kagome. I hadn't thought that I'd loved you, I never anticipated this kind of pain.

At that moment and forever he will be in love with her, but alas, the realization had dawn to late on him.

Sesshomaru replaced the lid back onto the box. He laid his head on his pillow, while the phantom images of her smiles invaded his soul. Visions of them being together, the ghost of her body next to him.... And for the very first time he could ever remember, Sesshomaru felt unfamiliar wetness around his eyes.

Time passed and before he knew it, he was like an ice sculpture.

He had robbed himself of the only happiness he ever knew.

For weeks he ignored everyone's concern about him. He was ruthless towards his employees and workers. Giving no leniency to anyone who made any kind of mistakes, no matter how small. If he was known as a cold hearted distant CEO before, he had increased those beliefs by a thousand folds.

Each day he became more like a robot than the day before. Encasing his heart and soul behind a wall. Saving whatever was left of it, to survive.

When Ayame tried to comfort him he'd pushed her away. He surrounded and drowned himself by his loneliness and hurt. He'd drink himself to sleep daily as it was the only way for him to catch any rest – if dreamless toss and turns were considered 'rests'.

.~.

It was about 2 months of avoiding everyone that his mother had called him to her house after work. She needed to speak with him on some private matters. Reluctantly, he agreed.

He entered his mother's house and was greeted by her usual servant. Sesshomaru did not respond to her greetings and moved toward the foyer, where his mother was.

As he moved closer to where his mother was, the familiar scent of her caught his nostrils. Sesshomaru wondered if he was losing his mind that the memories of her had embedded so tightly into his mind that he was fantasizing about her even at his mother's house.

"Lady Irokya, have a good evening. I'll see you again next week!" Kagome's sweet voice sang in his ears.

Sesshomaru drew in a long breathe. What is she doing at my dam's place?

As he curved toward the foyer, he saw his little Miko making her way toward the front door.

Like a statue, Sesshomaru stood, unable to command his body to move. Just as he stood petrified, Kagome looked up to meet the DaiYokai's gaze and halted her steps. Time stood halted and before he knew her scent hit him like a brick.

She was pregnant.

His Miko was carrying another man's offspring. The human's seeds had taken roots…..

….End Flashback….

.~.

Sesshomaru wanted to bury the memories so deep that it could never surface again, but the pain was as real to him now as it had been years ago. There was no getting rid of it. Driving along, he wanted to pass the young girl. He wanted to pretend that she wasn't there, and he didn't have the heart to care what happened to her.

And he would have.

Except for that familiar scent coming off her. He could never forget that scent, it was as if it had been embedded into his own blood.

It was the scent of his lost Miko.

Sesshomaru slowed his car cruising it once he was close to her. She didn't even turn to look, when she heard his car cruising along her side.

"Fuck off jerk ass!!" She said as she flipped him the finger.

The same fierce attitude Sesshomaru remembered from years ago. He pulled over a few feet ahead of her and opened his passenger door.

"Get in" Sesshomaru commanded. His tone he used was nothing to be played with. Sighing of the long road ahead that she would have to walk, and the fight she had just gotten into with her man. She decided to get into the passenger side.

Once inside the car her eyes widened in shock when she saw his face...a vision of a God before her... but masked her expression swiftly. As if he was just another guy or some random friend she knew.

The DaiYokai watched as the young woman slumped into his leather seat and turned to look at him. She smiled. "So where are we going?"

"Back to town." Sesshomaru offered her no warmth. Just his usual baritone coldness.

"Oh," she merely shrugged.

His convertible top was down so she propped her leg up on his dashboard, making the slit of her skirt ruffle off. Showing a good amount of her leg and thigh. She continued not caring of her exposed legs; instead, she thrust her chest forward. Everything she did screamed 'Fuck me' to him. He knew she was doing it on purpose.

The ride was quiet and Sesshomaru was lost in his own thoughts and distraction from the obvious seduction. When they finally arrived into the city, Sesshomaru was trying to find a safe sidewalk to drop her off. Somewhere where she wouldn't get into much trouble, as well as an easy street to flag down a cab.

Before he could decide she flicked her nails and rolled her eyes. "Funny...you must be something else to be able to drive blind." The young girl said, turning her head as she gave him a flirty glare.

Sesshomaru ignored her comment and continued to drive. He didn't want to get caught up in her little taunting games. The way her aura wafted off her, he could tell her pride was damaged by the fact that he had not made any comment on how pretty or sexy she was. Sesshomaru began to sense her anger rising, giving off a faint miko glow. She had inherited her mother's powers... he thought silently and solemnly to himself.

The young girl watched as the demon still had made no attempt to acknowledge her. This infuriated her. "So, you're gay, I take it?" she baited, her voice taken on a nasty tone. But, she was determined to have the Yokai's attention on her.

At the question, Sesshomaru tossed her an unhappy countenance, followed by an irritated "Hn". Kami, he had to get her out...FAST!

She meticulously scanned over her nails of her brief victory then shrugged. "Well, I mean, I've had my leg up on your dashboard for the whole ride, basically flashing everything to you!! My boobs are practically falling out and you haven't even as much as glanced over at me for one second!" When he said nothing, she continued her baiting, "I mean, only a gay man would have no interest in me because...most men would have pulled over and tried to hump me by now!" She leaned over, eyes blinking up at him, cleavage spilling over her top, then lowered her voice to a soft whisper, "and you're so good looking, I might have let you." with that the young girl gave him a bright but erotic smile.

Still, he paid her no mind, but he did speak. "I'm not 'most men'" Sesshomaru replied. "And I did notice what you were doing. You should really think carefully before you do things like that around a stranger. Now," he paused stopping the car. Looking stoic faced at her shocked demeanor "Get out."

She stared at the DaiYokai, eyes narrowing with hatred. He could feel the strong angry aura fully flaring off her body. It brought back one too many painful memories for him, they were so much alike. Swallowing his silent pain, Sesshomaru turned to look at the street as he heard her huff her way out of his car, then slammed the door in his face.

Sesshomaru let out a long sigh. She resembled her mother quiet elegantly. Though she was far more attractive than Kagome had been. In fact, the young girl was absolutely stunning. But that was neither here nor there for him. She could be the last woman on earth, the most beautiful, she could never come close to his miko.

A candle against the sun... he thought. Sesshomaru groaned with frustration.

Why he felt compelled to drive her into the city was beyond him. Sure, he didn't want her to get hurt, but then shouldn't he take her to her place directly? Or was that too painful? The thought of driving her to her house, and meeting his lost lover, after all these years would devastate him.

No, he couldn't face the young girl's mother. He couldn't face the woman he loved and lost decades ago. He couldn't bring himself to look at his Kagome and not die.

Rin was more than upset when the DaiYokai pulled his car and drove away. She'd never encounter a male, human or Yokai, who wasn't ready to hump her breathless. Her pride was damaged, and she vowed that if she ever ran into the Yokai again, that she would sure to make him fall to his knees for her.

Some random guy driving by whistled at her, followed by stares from men walking and sitting alongside the various stores and restaurants. Indeed, she was beautiful beyond imagination. And Rin was always sure to dress in a way that flattered her all of her assets. The young Miko smirked as her pride was restored from the many men hollering at her. Flagging down a cab, she was ready to head home for a long hot bath. But the image of the handsome Yokai haunted her all night.

As if somehow, someway she'd known him.

This is NOT a one-shot....there will be other chapters. Review and tell me what you think, honestly please. ~Ts