I own nothing, at the end is a HEATED KISS. . .


Kagome had a problem after Yurri left. A BIG and stressful problem: Her powers were beginning to hurt her and she needed to let them go. She sighed and shook her head. "Yurri, you're so difficult to deal with."

She whispered and gritted her teeth as another wave of nausea swept over her that felt as though like cold water had been tossed onto her. She gasped loudly as a pink wave swept over and jolted at something shaped like a jar, it fell down with a crash and Mr. Lilac almost immediately hunched over her. She hadn't heard or seen him walk in, and hurting someone Yurri knew was the last thing she wanted to do.

"Baka! Get away, I'll purify you!" She hissed loudly enough that Gunter shivered. "I just want to help." He said calmly. "That's what they all say." She murmured. She flipped her beautiful long jet-black hair over her shoulder and her snow white skin along with her ebony eyes that burned brightly with pride sparked.

She pushed herself up and stood up uneasily. "I told you I'm fine." She panted trough gritted through teeth. Gunter met her eyes with worry and she furrowed her brow. "Don't force yourself to care for me because I'm the maou's sister." She pouted at the lilac-haired man and he patted her head, only to receive an electric shock from her. "I'm not, Mrs. Kagome." He beamed. "GET OUT YOU BASTARD!" She shrieked. He danced away. "My name is Gunter."

Conrad walked in and tossed a water bottle and bottle of ibuprofen inside the door. "Don't kill yourself, curate. You have your friend Inuyasha for that." He smirked at her dead expression and she turned her dead eyes to him.

Her eyes seemed to be wet with tears, but she didn't allow herself to think of the memory. "Looks like I struck a nerve. Maybe, just maybe. . . Your little kitsune-"

"Don't you dare talk about Shippo, Conrart!" She shouted at him. He smirked and combed a hand through his hair. "You know my name. First name basis, are we? Good. Now I don't have to say Mrs. all the time, though I could hardly." He chuckled. "I don't care what Yurri said about you! He was wrong on so many levels! Lion of Luttenburg." She scoffed. "The one who visited us when we were children. More like The Cowardly Lion." She screeched.

"All about he said you were always smiling and he hated it. The insincere look." She smirked in amusement and Conrad scowled. The brown headed man's light brown with silver specks sparked with interest. Kagome smirked at the door that was open and quickly restrained him with her powers a pink energy bounded his against the wall. He was immediately effected and She took this advantage and ran out the door. Her shoes mad a dull thump thump thump. Her hair flew out behind her and she laughed as Conrad's pleas left her ears.

A certain jet-black-haired-brother stood in front of her. "Yurri! Go away, you know I mean it onii-chan!" She shouted, throwing her hands up in the air. He smiled deviously and stumbled forward. "Hiya kitty-cat!"


YURRI'S P.O.V

I glared at my little sister. "Yurri! Go away! You know I mean it onii-chan!" She shouted at me maliciously. I staggered forward. "Hiya kitty-cat" I shouted bluntly

"So. . . Cute." I mumbled I drapped an arm around her shoulder. "You know I *hiccup* love y-you Imouto! The castle is always boring and Murata is mentally ill, or something." I tripped and soon fell into the welcoming darkness.


Kagome's P.O.V

Kagome frowned as Yurri smelt of sake on his breath, and vodka. Her brother had never been a drinker, but the whiskey was so strong on his breath that he could've easily been an alcoholic and no one would have been able to tell the difference between him and a drinker.

The guards she never had the grace of meeting soon surrounded her. She chuckled nervously. "How wonderful." She murmured under her breath. "What did you do to my fiancée?!" Wolfram yelled. Jealousy laced his words.

She shunned him off. "Fiancée? Yurri doesn't even love you. He told me himself." She said dully, picking up Yurri's form and struggling under his weight. Conrad offered to help and she recoiled. "Do I disgust you that much?!" He said, ignorance sparking in his voice.

She looked at him with no sympathy or guilt. "Yes, you do. Don't roll it about too much in that little brain or yours. . . I don't like anyone here." She walked away with a staggering weight and laid Yurri down in her bed.

Sighing, she turned to him. "I-I kind of forgive you. It's not you, Yurri. It's the maou I'm mad at. Although, Jenifer never said you were kind."

She panted slightly. "Ignorance is a bitch, isn't it Yurri?" She smiled crookedly and fell into a deep darkness. God didn't understand how tired she was. After all, he probably couldn't. He didn't have a demon-drinking older brother who took him to hell. Well, his brother's castle would be hell, right?


Kagome's eyes darted open and she glared at the clock that read 2:00 am. She trace the familiar energy to a very energetic-looking man. Conrart Weller. She stumbled over Yurri's form and beckoned for him to sit down the chair beside Yurri's bed. "I'm sorry." He whispered in the cold darkness. "No. I was being rude earlier. My fault. . ." She sighed.

"When you love someone, you will do anything. That's the only reason I-"

"Put up with him? You shouldn't have. Yurri loves you a lot, when he became king, he didn't give you a lot of detail, did he? What he saw? How many times he's forgiven people? Been used?"

"No. Yurri said his cuts were from baseball. I believed him, until about four years ago. Yurri came home and had a gash on his stomach when he moved, I bled everywhere and Sesshomeru stitched him up and Yurri told me the truth."

"He. . . Did?"

"Yep! So I became the Tashio air to have power on Earth, as well. Sesshy can't stand children, except the fact he has a sweet spot for cute things." She gigged and Conrad smiled. She looks like Yurri, even in the dark. She's still as radiant as the sun. . .

A sudden feeling of warmth startled him. Kagome's eyes were fastened tight. Conrad's pupils widened so wide, they looked like Yurri's eyes. Her tongue melted into his mouth, they did a dance and he realized with horror, she was half-asleep. And Yurri-Dear God, if Yurri found out. . .

He shivered at the thought. Kagome took this as rejection and peeled away, leaving a trail of saliva. She cuddled up to his shoulder and fell asleep with him. He smiled and leaned beside her. "'Night Kagome. . ."

IT WAs SHORT-ish! I would love for u guys to review and all that! I want u all to understand that the only reason she put Yurri in her bed was because she was exhausted. I also want u to know that Kagome is still mad at Yurri and she is still mad and HATES demons. (KIND OF SORT OF HATES CONRAD. . . YOU KNOW. . .) So. . . If u go into the comment section to bitch about Conrad and Kagome's bitchiness. I will laugh mercilessly at u! Plus, I updated and I said God was a guy, don't go saying religious stuff, please. . .