Yeah, Kagura's gonna be kinda nice in this story. I haven't ever read a story where Kagura's really nice, and not a slut. I guess those are the rules of Kagura writing, huh? So I'm bending the rules. OH, SHIT! I'M BADASS. WATCH OUT, WORLD! :D

Still don't own anything. Wish I did, but I don't.

Bet you wish you owned Inuyasha, as well.

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Rin curled into the over-stuffed chair and closed her. She loved places like this.

Fake fire-place. Check.

Friendly people using the free wi-fi. Check.

Freshly made steaming coffee. Check.

Beautiful, sophisticated, yet homey, decor. Check.

Perfect, god-like, silver-haired man in the corner. Check.

Rin inhaled the heavenly fragrance of the coffee shop. Then her eyes flew open due to realization. Her gaze stopped at the man.

"Sesshomaru-sama! Forgive me! I was repaying a debt. I offered her coffee in exchange for forgiveness!" Kagura cried, jumping up.

"Kagura. Cease your talking. I am not angry, I know of your tendency to slack off. As long as those fires are put out, I am fine with you taking a break." Sesshomaru stood before them, now in modern clothing. His black T-shirt defined his lean, yet built, frame, while his casual jeans made him look even more untoachable for some reason. Perhaps it was because he was really a king among normal men now.

"Oh, well, um... Sesshomaru-sama, this is Rin. She is the girl that I met today." Kagura looked warily at her master.

He visibly stiffened his posture when he turned to the human woman. "Hello. Rin."

'Hmm, someone doesn't like humans, I guess.' She narrowed her eyes slightly. "Hi."

"Well, I'll be back in a minute. I'm going to change out of these clothes." She went to Sesshomaru's briefcase, which was sitting at his tiny table, below the table and his laptop. She walked to the bathroom, holding a small, flat stack of clothes.

"So Rin, what do you do for a living?" He was trying to make small talk. Pathetic.

"I'm currently unemployed. What do you do?"

He smirked slightly. "Important stuff."

"What important stuff?"

"Hn, VERY important stuff."

"Like, demon stuff?"

"Yes."

They stared at each other for a few moments, both not really wanting to talk.

Kagura rushed in. "THERE'S A RAID GOING ON, DEMONS EVERYWHERE. CALL AND GET THE CELLS READY. Also, get Rin home." She was now wearing tight, thin black leggings that went to her knees, black flats, and a dark red t-shirt. Before Sesshomaru could say anything, she was out the door.

"Damn you, Kagura." He sighed, went to his table, packed up his stuff, and sat down at their table. "Well, Rin. Let's finish our coffee, then I will take you home." He motioned for her to sit across from him.

Once she sat, he seemed much more friendly. His eyes were brighter and held a bit of... something. Amusement? Mischief? No.

Much more comfortable, she started to drink her coffee, as he did. "What did you order?" She heard a quiet, silky voice ask.

"Vanilla cappuccino." She smiled at him, trying to get on his good side. "What'd you get?"

"Black coffee." He stated simply. "I don't enjoy sweets in my coffee." He looked pointedly at her drink.

"Oh, daring aren't we?" She snorted sarcastically. He raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, sarcastic aren't we?" He said, staring in distaste at her choice in coffee, addressing her, but not looking up.

"Very." She laughed a bit, and he looked up. He actually smiled a little. She caught it, and wondered, 'It looks great on him, he should smile a lot more.'

'Why is she looking at me like that? And why is it that I smell no fear on her?' He stared into her eyes, deep in thought. Soon, he found himself thinking about how her eyes matched the color of his drink nearly exactly. 'Except her eyes are dark brown, not black. But they are similar enough to notice.'

He shook himself out of the trance. 'Hn, humans. Are all ningen women sorcerers? I vowed not to go down the same path as father, but this small woman is making it exceedingly difficult.'

"Are you taking me home?" He sweet voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Yes. Are you ready?" He was trying to suppress the urge to ask her to dinner. His beast wanted- no, needed to know more about this woman.

"Sure! Let me just-" She stopped when some large bills were left on the table by a whitish blur.

"The rest is a tip. Come, Rin. I will drive you home." He smiled that tiny smile again.

They walked out, and got into a beautiful Chevy Impala S.S. It was jet black, and impossibly shiny. "Huh, I would've thought you would drive a Porsche."

He looked at her as he backed out. "Well, this is a good car. And when I was masquerading as a human, I didn't want to draw too much attention to myself."

"Makes sense. But if you were half as good-looking in disguise as you are now, you would already have all the attention in the world." Her eyes widened. 'SHIT. DID I JUST SAY THAT LAST PART OUT LOUD?' She looked over at him. He looked a bit smug.

"So where do you live?" He asked, eyes finding her embarrassed form again.

"Um, take a right up here, then go straight, and-" she explained the directions, and he followed them smoothly. When he pulled up in front of her house, he walked her to the door. It was a little strange, because it was in the afternoon, but it wasn't like she was complaining. He turned to her, letting his beast's idea out.

"Would you like to have dinner tonight?" He was suddenly a bit nervous. 'Damn, she has the strangest effect on me...'

"Pick me up at seven." She smiled and shut the door in his face.