Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha…

.::CHAPTER THREE::.

Do You Think Of What You Did?

How pathetic.

Who did he think he was?

I'm sorry. Who did he think I was?

Such a fool.

I looked up at him with a burning gaze that could penetrate any body and soul. I usually use this gaze when I'm about to fire someone in person, yet not only did he ruin my intense reading but my breakfast. No one disrupts me when I am eating…especially when it happens to be Cookie's pancakes.

"Mr. Takahashi," I stared, "just who, exactly, do you think you are?"

His mouth opened to answer but I was not the least bit interested in the noise that was about to come out of that wide gap in his face and so…I interrupted.

"What I do and what I don't do is none of your concern."

He closed his mouth, which slowly curved upwards into a malicious grin.

"But what I do and don't do is of yours?"

"I beg your pardon?"

"It's not right for me to butt in your business but its right for you to butt in mine," he smirked, raising the magazine I had been reading.

Shit.

"That's something completely different," I claimed, grabbing the magazine from his hand.

"Oh?" he raised an eyebrow and took a step forward, leaving me trapped between my car and him. "How so?"

I must admit that the fool in front of me was gorgeous. From his silver coated hair to his molten amber orbs.

"It just is."

He took another step and the private space between our two bodies was no longer there. I felt like I couldn't breathe but I tried to remain in control.

"That's not very concrete, Kagome."

"Ms. Higurashi," I corrected.

He smiled, "You still haven't responded, which makes me assume that you have no real answer. But I'll forgive you if you go to dinner with me."

I scoffed.

"I don't do dates."

"That's not an answer, either," he grinned, leaning on my car door. "The question is simple."

This man…was infuriating. To him, this was a game of mere entertainment. To me, this was a competition. I don't interfere with the enemy. It brings weakness.

"What do you really want, Mr. Takahashi?"

"You're making this difficult, Kagome," he chuckled.

"Ms. Higurashi."

"Are you doing anything tonight?" he asked, ignoring my correction.

I sighed. How irritating.

"I don't like to repeat myself, Mr. Takahashi."

"You really haven't said anything in the first place," he smirked.

I took the time to look at him up and down. He knew how to dress, knew what colors brought out his features, what cut made him look sexier, etc. Magazines didn't name him "Sexiest Man of New York" for nothing. Perhaps it could've been that arrogance of his which turned women on. Or those bright golden eyes which reflected passion and lust. It could've even been that grin which always showed his dirty side.

Sure he was hot and yes my body was attracted to him, but my head kept telling me he was just another asshole.

"Mr. Takahashi," I smirked before frowning and shoving him off my car, "don't distract me again."

Immediately, I entered my BMW and sped off. Speed limits were of no matter for now. I could get any policeman to give me a warning, even if it happened to be a woman. Oh yes, a woman. Every woman thinks about being a lesbian or making out with someone of their gender, let's not deny it. I, on the other hand, know how to use this to my advantage…though I would never dream of being a lesbian myself.

I didn't bother looking back at the idiot. Was he trying to keep me from winning the case? Is this how he works? Is this why he's never lost?

I smirked and looked at the mirror to see if any cars were behind me.

In any case, if that's his technique then he's going to lose. I don't fall for those simple traps and he obviously didn't know who he was dealing with. He's soon to find out just who he's up against.

Poor guy won't know what hit him.

I drove around for a while until I was able to calm myself down and drive at the proper speed limit. The familiar building appeared and I stopped the car in my parking space. I hadn't noticed that I was ten minutes late.

Fuck.

My appointment.

I walked in the same elevator and got off at the usual floor.

Ayame spotted me but I didn't wait for her.

"She hasn't arrived yet," she said.

Although I heard, I didn't answer and kept walking towards my office.

"Though there is someone waiting for you."

This made me stop.

"What?" I said, turning to her.

She gulped, "I—um…this man said he knew you and needed no appointment."

My face went pale.

"You—you let him in?"

"I thought—"

"You thought?" I exploded. "You're not here to think. You're here to be ordered by me. I'm not paying you to make your own decisions. I'm paying you to follow mine."

Her eyes began to water as if I had just fired her. But I didn't. I just needed to make myself clear. The rules were simple. No one was allowed in without an appointment. Period.

I practically ran to the room and slowly opened the door. I wasn't scared now was I nervous; I just hoped it wasn't who I thought it was.

"Hey," he grinned.

And indeed it was him. What luck.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I whispered, closing the door behind me.

"You never gave me a proper answer," he gave me his sexy smile.

It may work for other women, but it didn't work for me.

"I told you not to bother me."

"If I remember correctly, you told me not to distract you. I figured you weren't doing anything right now, therefore I can't really distract you…can I?"

"You're unbelievable. How dare you burst in my office without an appointment."

"That babe of yours let me in."

I could feel the hot smoke come out of my ears.

"Get out," I said, pushing him towards the door.

Before I opened the it, I heard Ayame's voice, "Good morning, Mrs. Houshi."

"Shit." I mumbled, turning him around.

"I knew you couldn't resist my charm" he smirked.

"Lower your voice," I whispered, pushing him towards my desk.

"Why?"

"Shh! Just stay under my desk and don't make any noise."

"I'm not doing anything until you agree to go to dinner with me," he threatened with his stupid grin.

"Right this way, Mrs. Houshi."

"Fine! Fine! I'll go. Just stay there," I pushed him in just in time.

The door opened revealing my client.

"Sango," I greeted.

"Is this a bad time, you seem sort of busy. I could've sworn I heard voices."

"Of course not, please come in. Have a seat. Is there anything I can get you?"

"I'm fine thanks. I brought the papers you asked," she handed them to me.

I took them and sat down on my chair, skimming through them quickly. For an instant I had forgotten Inuyasha was there. It wasn't until I felt something trail my leg up and down. I could feel the blood rush to my face when I realized it was his hand.

"Stop it," I muttered to him.

"Excuse me?" she said.

"Huh? Oh I said sell it. Your house I mean. This way you can get half of the money."

"Oh I see."

I didn't have to see his face to know that he was smirking.

Bastard.

I couldn't think of anything but to step on him. After I did I regretted it, for he bumped his head on my desk.

"What was that?"

"Um—nothing," I lied. "Listen, thank you for coming."

"What? That's it?"

I felt his hands fall on my knees and slowly try to spread my legs apart. I abruptly jerked away and stood up.

"Well I have to call Mr. Houshi and set up a meeting, before we do anything."

She nodded and I thanked the Gods that she took the bait.

"I'd like to find a way to keep Kirara."

"Who?"

"The cat."

"Yes. Well. That's something we can discuss at the meeting," I said.

"Thank you," she said before leaving.

I let out the air that had accumulated in my lungs.

"Fuck."

"That was smooth," he grinned.

"Shut up," I said.

"You know, red's my favorite color," he said huskily.

It took me a while to understand that he was referring to my underwear. He must have seen them when he spread my legs apart. My face turned red. Not of embarrassment but of anger and frustration.

"Get out."

"I'll see you tonight," he chuckled.

"I'm not doing anything with you tonight after what you did."

"I was just trying to make things interesting," he laughed.

"I could've lost that client," I yelled.

"Come on. It was funny."

"Get out."

He smiled once more, "Fine. See you tonight, Kagome."

"No. You will certainly not."

Before I knew it I was pushed towards the wall behind me.

"What the—"

"A deal is a deal, Kagome. You, a lawyer, should know that."

I tried to release myself from his tight grip. I emphasize the word "tried".

"You cheated," I pointed out.

"I'm a lawyer as well, honey. You have your ways of winning…I have mine." He smiled, "I'll pick you up at seven."

I watched him close the door behind me. I could still feel his hot breath on my soft cheek.

"By the way," he opened the door, "keep those panties on for our little date. They're extremely sexy."

"Get out," I yelled, throwing a binder at him thought he managed to close the door before it hit him.

I could hear him laugh as he made his way down the hall. Slowly, I slumped to the floor and moaned.

"What have I done?"

A/N: YO! How's your spring break going? I don't think I took TOO long to update this one. If I did…sorry. I'll try to speed it up a bit, though I can't really make any promises.

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