My apologies for the late update! Life has been….strange.

I see that a couple of you were quite fond of the introduction. I thought I was adding too much detail when I kept going back to revise it, aha. I was browsing the Inuyasha archive, looking for Sango related stories, and I saw an Aladdin one! I've been reading it, and they had some of the ideas I was planning on incorporating into mine. I assure you; in no way did I know about this story before I started to write mine own. I might have to alter some pieces around now, I know I certainly wouldn't like it if someone had copied me, regardless if it was unconsciously or not. Moreover, I would like to thank you for the reviews. I love reading them! I'd like to ask that if you review, might you leave some constructive criticism? Or maybe even some suggestions? Thank you in advance.

Warning: I felt bad about not getting it out on time, so I haven't edited or revised this chapter. So this is very rough, aha. I will re-upload this later. I just really wanted to get this out. Thank you for your patience~

Sango awoke in the comfort of her lush silk sheets. Shessoumaru hadn't carried her back to her room, she walked herself. More like stormed off…He had set her off again. After he mentioned that the reason she has still been stuck in the palace was her own fault, he proceeded to say it might be "a possibility of her natural feminine weakness." Getting out from her bed, she rolled her eyes at the remembrance, nearly tripping over Kirara. Kirara? Sango gleamed, picking up her beloved cat. Suddenly, Kirara spit a jewel on the tiled floor. "Eh?" Sango whispered as she picked up the gem. Though she was not surprised, Kirara had usually left for days at a time. Instead, she laughed, "What a night you must have had." Dropping her, Kirara walked to window perch. Sango looked around, pleasantly surprised to see no one waiting on her. Generally, as soon as she woke someone was there waiting to make her bed, set her bath, fix her hair, and plethora of nonsense she was capable of doing herself. Still, that didn't relieve her curiosity. Where had everyone gone? She walked to her bathing room-literally the size of another bedroom-and prepared a bath for herself for the first time in years. And surprisingly, after years of being taken care of, she had found everything perfectly.

"Hello?" Sango echoed. Her voice was only heard by the walls and pillars in the hallway. "Boo!" Sango jumped as small hands landed on back, causing her to fall to the marble floor. The gold trinkets on her ankles jingled as she tried to sit up. Pushing back her now untidy hair, she looked around confused.

"Kagome?" Sango asked hopefully, looking down her long-lost friend. A light green skirt that went down to her ankles, with small gold elephants dangling from either side, and a cut off blouse rimmed with gold lace. Sango smiled, it had been so long since she had seen her friend. Kagome was from a remote kingdom that stood by the sea. As far away as Higurashi was, they were allies.

"I am so happy to see you!" Kagome squealed, squeezing Sango's body against her own. She stopped when she felt Sango squirm against her, "K-Kagome…I cannot breathe, please!" she ragged. Kagome looked up, scratching the back of her head sheepishly, "I am sorry. I…I just missed you, that is all." A sympathetic look crossed Sango's face as she looked at her best friend, "Do not worry, I have missed you too." With that, they embraced again. This time, softer.

Once they parted, Sango remembered the reason she had left. But the only reason Kagome would be in Shikon, is if her father was with her as well. It must have been for the upcoming Moon festival. "Kagome, have you arrived for the festival?" Sango asked, clapping her hands together in excitement. Kagome grabbed her friend's hand in return, "Yes, I am! But guess who else is here?" Sango's smile faltered. Kagome only got excited for two reasons, seeing Sango, and seeing boys. "Oh no, not another suitor." Her eyes rolling, "You know how I feel, Kagome…"

Kagome shook her head, "No! I promise he's not a suitor. You will like him, I guarantee it!" She grabbed Sango hands, running to the main gates. "N-No, Kagome! I..I am not properly dressed to greet anyone." Kagome turned around, looking Sango up and down. She wore a simple white linen dress, her nightgown she guessed. Kagome only smiled in response, leading her friend back to her room.

Bankotsu yawned as he panned his head against a cool brick wall. It was smoldering! He had been watching people pass through the market all day; surprisingly he didn't have a thought of stealing. Maybe it was the moon festival, everyone just looked in high spirits as they prepared for the celebration. He couldn't take away from that…not like that fool had.

He shuddered as he tried to erase the memories…those hands from his mind. "Dammit!" he hissed, stuffing his fists in his patched pocket trousers. He frowned, where had Kirara been when he needed her? Huffing like a needy baby, he started walking back to his hideout, hoping Kirara would be there.

Kagome hadn't even sat down yet, when Sango came back out of her bathroom. She was in the middle of pinning her hair up in her signature ponytail, wearing a garment similar to Kagome's, only in pink and white. Kagome's mouth twisted in frustration. Crossing her arms, she pouted, "How come you never let me do your make up?" Blocking Sango's path to the two-story door, she continued, "All the other girls put make-up on their friends…" hoping Sango would take the bait.

Sango playfully pushed her friend from the door, dropping her hair tie accidently as she put her hand on the door handle, she laughed, "Am I really that unpleasant to look at that you need to beg like that?"

"Oh, not in the least." A gruff, yet snakelike charming voice whispered. Sango, who still faced Kagome, looked in her friends eyes. Instead of weariness, she carried a dreamy look, complete with a little dribble. Oh, for the love of..

Sango smirked; she'd show Kagome that men weren't the top priority. Especially in her room. Her foot slid in a semi-circle turning half to the stranger in front of her, but she couldn't see, for the long hair she had forgot to pin up had followed her in the motion, temporarily blinding her. That barely mattered though, or so she had thought.

The whole scene passed in a blink of an eye to Kagome, who had still been holding her side from were Sango had pushed her. Air whizzed past Sango's flying fist, as it torpedoed into her target…or so she had hoped.

She let out a small growl, as the stranger caught her fist in his large palm. The growl turned into a gasp for air as the palm grasped around her hand, motioning her to do a small twirl and back into the strangers' torso.

She blushed. So thoroughly embarrassed she had let anyone best her like that. What would Shessoumaru think of her now?

"Tch, ehhh Now…" The tall guest whispered to himself, as he draped his arms across Sango's. Sango could literally feel him sniffing her hair. Disgusting.

Her back to him, he couldn't see what he was doing that had made her dear friend's face falter. She had thought of elbowing him, but if he could avoid one of her punches, he could certainly do more, considering the position they were in.

The princess now wished she was a porcupine, so she could push her deadly needles out and stab him to death. Silly thought, she knew it. But her thoughts were interrupted when Kagome shot up and bowed, stuttering, "G-G-Good morning-"

The rest faded away from Sango, as her eyes dilated. She only knew of one person who Kagome was so shy in front of, she stuttered.

'Oh no…Oh no…Oh no no no no nonononono!' she frantically thought.

Shessoumaru.

She had been such a fool.