Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha and co. Rumiko Takahshi does.

Here's the second chapter. Enjoy!

She was uncomfortable. Very uncomfortable. How could she not feel awkward in a situation like this? There she was, standing in the middle of her own office and trying to avoid eye contact with a certain dog eared boy who, since first arriving at the appointed time, wanted to do nothing more than glower non-stop at Kagome. Yet, she couldn't help but glance at him a few times. Those dog ears of his were very tempting. The urge to rub them until they were nothing more than worn down stumps on his head was strong.

Suddenly, the fuzzy little white triangles twitched.

Kagome's nails dug into the palm of her hand ever so slightly.

'Must... resist...must not... give in...'

Inuyasha frowned as he caught sight of the psychiatrist's strained expression. She looked like she was struggling against something...but what? Her eyes traveled up from the carpeted floor, to his feet, then to his mid-section, finally resting on...his...oh god. No. His ears. She was staring at his ears. Unconsciously, the mortified boy clasped clawed hands over his ears, breaking Kagome's predatory-like stare. As soon as he realized what he'd just done, Inuyasha jerked his hands away, letting them fall to his sides.

'Bitch...' he glanced darkly at Kagome, who had her eyes averted to the clock. 'Better stop gawking at me like that...it's creepy.'

He rolled his eyes at her pathetic and useless attempts at trying to seem calm and nonchalant. Not only did she insist on eyeballing his ears like some starved animal, but the girl was wasting his time by just standing there. Looking briefly at the gold Rolex watch that was wrapped snugly around his wrist, Inuyasha sighed impatiently and tapped his foot, though it was an unproductive gesture, since he was standing on carpeting.

"Oi, girl!" Kagome turned her wide eyed stare to the now scowling boy. "Are you gonna ask me stupid questions or not, because I've got much more better things to do than wait around in this stuffy room all day long." It was true. He had people to "see", money to make, certain co-workers to kill slowly and painfully...

Meanwhile, Kagome was still in a state of hyperventilation. Her plan to focus solely on the clock so the irate man would get bored and go away was failing. Miserably. Now, she had to psycho-analyze him, meaning she had to sit across from him. Meaning she had to look at him. And his ears. But, it couldn't be avoided. She took a deep breath. Enough beating around the bush. She had a job to do. Putting on a small smile, the psychiatrist gestured towards the couch her patients sat on.

"Why don't you have a seat over there? Then we can get started." Excellent. She had sounded calm, practiced, patient, sure of herself...

"Feh. Whatever. Bitch." He sprawled onto the sofa with legs stretched out and arms stationed behind his head in a relaxed position.

Again with the name calling. Kagome, now infuriated, sat stiffly in her armchair. She clutched her clipboard and paper tightly, causing it to squeak with the pressure, and bit her tongue. He was a patient. A customer. Someone who would be adding money to her pocket. Counting to ten, she relaxed, letting out her breath slowly and straightening up. The first question on her very long list.

"So. Inuyasha." he narrowed his amber eyes suspiciously. "Do you have any problems, as of now, in your life?" Silence. "Anything you wish to share with me?" Heavy silence. Kagome's teeth clenched. "Anything at all?" Intentional silence with a soft "Feh". Okay. So he wasn't the opening up type. Fine then. That was understandable. She hadn't really expected him to just start gushing out all his terrible secrets like that.

"All right. You don't want to answer that. Let me ask you something else then. Do you have any siblings? A brother perhaps?" She waited.

And waited.

Then waited some more, with no results.

Geeze, how was she supposed to help this guy with his problems, if he didn't even want to reply to simple questions? One more question, and then she was gouging his eyes out.

".....Inuyasha," She had to use his name when addressing him. It would make him feel important. Hopefully. "How are you feeling right now, at this moment?"

'Answer me you bastard....!' Oh, if looks could only kill.

Inuyasha shifted his gaze from the coffee stain on the wooden table that separated him and her to, well, her. How she annoyed him. Sitting there, with her stupid neatly pressed suit. And that stupid pen she fiddled with every so often. And especially that stupid fake smile she obviously forced herself to put on every time he peeked at her through the corner of his eyes. It was enough to drive him up the wall in anger. He caught sight of a half eaten jumbo sized bar of chocolate that looked like she had tried to hide it in between a row of books.

'Food.....damn, I'm starved.'

He smirked at the psychiatrist who was watching him cautiously.

"I feel..." she readied her pen and leaned forward, lest she not hear him. " I feel..." his stomach suddenly growled, and she shifted in her chair. " I feel hungry. You know, I didn't have breakfast, and it is the most important meal of the day." The look on her face was priceless. If it weren't for the unexpected banging open of the door, he would have rolled down from the couch and on to the ground with laughter. Before Inuyasha even had the chance to spare a few chuckles, that smelly wolf Kouga, and his other brute of a friend came charging in and tackled him to the ground. Well, Kouga's brute of a friend tackled him to the ground. Kouga shockingly hadn't even so much as looked in his direction.

Instead, the jackass flirt was chatting it up with Kagome, who appeared to be undergoing cardiac arrest for the second time. Inuyasha made no effort to struggle, since now he had no qualms with them carrying him out of that office. It was only when they tried to bring him in that he was willing to break a neck or two. Besides, the sooner they got him out of there, the sooner he could soothe his poor distressed stomach and eat. Then again, why wait until Kouga finished trying to entice the bitch into thinking he was hot stuff, when he could eat now? Inuyasha glanced at the chocolate bar he had seen minutes before.

"Well, Kagome dearest, it really was nice talking with you again but unfortunately," he checked his watch. " we've gotta go. See you Wednesday!"

Just as he was about to grab Inuyasha by the other arm, the said dog boy lunged forward, crashing into the bookshelf, and knocking down a couple of books. Kagome literally bit her fingers to keep from screaming as Kouga's buddy clumsily put them back in place.

"Sorry about that Kagome. Dog breath here is quite the...OWWW! Dammit! What the hell are you trying to do Inu-kuro! Bite my fucking fingers off!?"

Inuyasha grasped his throat in disgust.

"Oh god. I can't believe I actually did that...." he spit out a wad of saliva. "That was absolutely the most nastiest thing I've ever tasted. in my life." He was hoisted up by Kouga and his partner, and with one last wave, not from Inuyasha of course, who was too busy gagging to even care, they were gone.

Kagome was in a state of shock. Honestly though, who wouldn't be? Slowly, and a bit wobbly, the disturbed psychiatrist somehow managed to carry herself to her desk. Upon sitting down, she briefly collapsed into her chair. Wednesday. He would be coming back on Wednesday. Her stomach turned sour at the thought. She looked up at the clock. It was 4:00 pm., meaning they had come for him right on time. That got her curious. Why did he even need an escort to and from her office?

"Oh god..."

She clutched her spinning head.

"Too much thinking....bad for the brain."

What she needed right then was some food. Not just any food, she needed some of that delicious chocolate bar that she never finished off. Where had she put it again? The starved girl looked about wildly. Her bookshelf! That's right! It was the perfect hiding spot. So far, nobody had been able to find it. In three long strides, she was at the bookcase, digging around for her precious chocolate bar. Only, it was nowhere to be found.

"What the...I could've sworn this was where I put it..." Then it hit her. Inuyasha. Lunging into the bookshelf. Dropping all the books.

"......that bastard!!!" She shook her fist to no one in particular.

There was a knock at the door.

Deep breath.... deep breath....deep breath....

"Come in!"

The door slammed open, yet again, for the third time that day. Kagome shook her head.

'I swear, there's going to be a crack on that door the size of my grandmother's foot bunions by the time all my appointments are through...'

"-because mother always liked you best! And you know it!" That voice...

"Manten, I'm shocked! Have you always thought this? Because if you did, then you should know that it's not my fault I was the perfect child...."

"WHAT!? You were not the perfe-"

Kagome had heard enough to know who it was. But just to be sure, she spun around towards the two intruders. Sure enough, she was met with the sight of Manten, looking as boisterous as ever, and his who she assumed to be older brother Hiten. Or at least, she was pretty sure this quite attractive young man was Manten's brother.She cocked her head and squinted one eye, and then the other just to be sure. No resemblance. None what-so-ever. Maybe they were adopted?

"Uh, hello?" both of the( brothers?) Turned their heads to look at her. "Can you two stop arguing for just a couple a seconds and take a seat? I promise that afterwards you can go at each other as much as you want."They blinked, stared at each other, glanced at the patient's couch, and finally shrugged.

"Whatever."

"Hm."

Once they'd settled down, about 3 feet from each other, Kagome cleared her throat.

"So." she pointedly looked at Hiten. " You are Manten's older brother, am I correct?" Kagome seriously doubted it, but waited for his answer none the less.

Hiten studied Kagome from where he sat, and nodded in agreement.

"Yes, unfortunately, I am." he motioned to Manten. " Don't you see the family likeness?" Of course, she could tell the elder brother was being sarcastic during that last remark.

"And you two are here for family therapy, huh?" the notion made her want to jump off a building. A very high building.

"Yup." they answered in unison, then upon realizing it, glared at each other.

"How dare you try to copy me! You-"

" Me? Copy you? Brother. I think you're mistaken..."

"Yeah right! I oughta-"

Kagome was no longer listening. Instead, dazed girl was staring longingly out the window. It was really a pity that she was on the first floor.

'That's it. I'm moving to the tenth as soon as I can...'


Inuyasha Takashi could smell fresh blood, and he didn't need to look down to know whose it was.A small figure on the floorstared up in terror at him. " I- I don't have it! Honest, I don't!" Inuyasha nodded. "Yes, you've told me that already, like what, eight timesWhat I want to know is, what happened to it?" he bent down, intimidating the grounded boy.

"I don't kno-" he stopped, letting out a cry of agony. Inuyasha was pressing down on his neck with a small blade, right into the tender flesh that was below his jaw. This was Inuyasha's favorite technique. It hurt a hell of a lot, forcing his victims to give in. " Come on, you can tell me....I've known you since you were a baby. Go on," he leaned forward. "Just tell me what happened to it, and we can get this over with."

Kohaku grimaced, finally relenting. He could feel himself drifting toward unconsciousness anyways. Inuyasha smiled.

"Good boy." he lifted his blade an inch.

" Some guy pretending to be a customer stole it." he coughed splattering blood, and Inuyasha sat him upright, patting his back. 'The guy, he took all of it. Didn't leave a single pack. I-I'm sorry..."

Inuyasha chuckled. "That's okay, kid. Tell me, what did this moron look like?"

Kohaku hung his head. " I don't know. He had a mask on." he fought to keep his senses, but darkness was closing in. His head spun, and eventually, the boy tumbled back onto the cold ground of the alleyway. Inuyasha shook his head.

"Damn weak kids nowadays...." he stood, brushing off imaginary dust from his clothing. "Well, your sister should be coming to look for you soon, so you're in no danger." He strode off, hiding his blade within the confines of his pocket. Inuyasha was angry. Now he had to go back to Narku's place and tell him that he couldn't get his drugs because some idiot had to go and steal it all.

His boss was sure to be furious. Instantly, a wave of nausea hit him. A pissed Naraku was never a good thing. Never. Silently, Inuyasha whisked out his blade again. Kikyo had given it to him as a present after he'd saved her life that day so long ago. Flipping it over, he studied the ornate detailing, rubbing it once with his thumb, then putting it away again.

Inuyasha turned a corner, finally reaching his destination. He checked his watch. Excellent. Kagura would be there too. He could get even with her for actually complying with Naraku's wishes, not that she had a choice, and making the appointment with that stupid psychiatrist. What an annoying woman she had been, asking him questions. Though, that was her job, but still. He had to blame her for something. And the worst part was, that he had to see her again on Wednesday, otherwise Naraku would have his head.

And if he died, that meant Kikyo would be left to fend for herself. Alone. With Naraku. Inuyasha shuddered. The thought of leaving Kikyo with his notorious boss made him sick to his stomach. Who knew what the sick pervert would make her do.

Checking behind him first, Inuyasha entered through the large gates, following the path that lead to Naraku's lair. Upon going inside the huge elegant looking mansion, he kept walking straight down a hallway, and arrived at the door of a room in the back. He knocked, a bit nervously.

"It's opened." a deep male voice answered.

'What the...that doesn't sound like Naraku...'

Inuyasha cautiously went in. There sitting in the middle of the darkened room was, not Naraku, but Kouga.

"Kouga! What hell are you doing! If Naraku catches you..."

Kouga smirked haughtily. "Hehe...Naraku ain't here. He's off spying on some girl I think he's takin' a liking to...or something like that. Poor girl. I feel bad for her."

Inuyasha rolled his eyes. At least he wouldn't get it from Naraku, now.

"So who's the girl?" Every time Naraku was out and about, he'd always find some woman that caught his eye, and then he'd follow her for one or two days. Once he knew enough about her, he'd "bump into" her, eventually ending up going on a date. After about a week, the gullible girl was usually following him around like some sick puppy, and he'd get bored, dumping her , just like that.

Kouga snorted. "I don't know, but he's been stalking this one for about a month already. Everyday, he goes out at different times, usually coming back at around..." he scrunched his face in concentration. "Ten or eleven pm. Whoever she is, must work late..."

"Yeah, whatever. If he ain't here, I might as well go home. See ya, smelly wolf."

"....HEY!" Inuyasha cackled and glided right out, heading towards his apartment. He rubbed his head, wincing.

"I need an aspirin..."


Kagome got out her house keys, and inserted them into the lock. She heard a click and opened the door tiredly.

"Hot bath....." she mumbled.

There was the sound of rustling in one of the trees behind her on the front lawn. She turned quickly, despite her sleepiness, but saw nothing and entered her house.

"It's probably those damn squirrels again..." She secured all three locks on her door, just incase.

Squirrels could be dangerous when they wanted to.

Well, that's all for now. I'll try to update soon.