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Sesshomaru eyed the angel with calm, calculating eyes. She stood in front of his desk and he could tell she was nervous. But she locked eyes with him defiantly and waited for him to speak.

"What exactly are you here to accomplish?" He asked quietly. Kagome arched a dark eyebrow.

"I've already told you that." She plopped into a chair and crossed her legs.

"How?" He asked, a little irked at her attitude. She shrugged her delicate shoulders.

She really didn't have any idea how she was going to do it. Then her father's words came back to her. You must keep your enemies to a minimum.

"Do you have any allies?" She questioned. Sesshomaru thought for a moment, his eyes never leaving her face.

"Yes." He answered. Kagome smiled, pleased.

"Great. We need to assemble them here. For their protection and to plan our next move," Kagome said. Sesshomaru didn't show it, but he was surprised. It was a good idea. Why hadn't he thought of it?

"I'll send a messenger." He said. A knock sounded at the door. Miroku emerged with a platter in his hand.

"Lord Sesshomaru. Your meal." Miroku set the goblet down on the desk before sending a wink Kagome's way. He left silently.

Kagome eyes the pale red liquid, another part of her father's words emerging.

"Sesshomaru, you are growing weak." She said softly. A low growl was heard and she was slammed against the wall, a large clawed hand holding her by the throat. She cried out and gripped his hand as his face drew close to her.

"Who are you to tell me I am weak," he snarled coldly. Kagome coughed, struggling to breathe. Air was such a hassle on earth, and Kagome cursed.

"Let go of… me." She forced out. Her hand glowed pink and he was scorched by holy magic. Holding back a cry of pain, he let her go. She coughed and regained her composure.

"Next time you attack me, vampire," Kagome said, her voice low and deadly, "you will find yourself without a hand."

Sesshomaru shook it off, taking note of her power. She was not someone to be trifled with and he hadn't expected it.

"So you think I am growing weak," he said, sitting himself down in his chair. Kagome nodded and cleared her throat. Sesshomaru picked up the goblet and stared into its contents. He knew he was getting weak as well. It was not a good thing, but what other choice did he have?

"Yes. And somehow I have to get your strength back. I don't know how, but I have to." Kagome said, determined. Sesshomaru stared at her, his eyes widened a fraction. Did she know what that meant?

"Why do you have to?" He asked, curious.

"My father told me," Kagome said. "In a dream."

Sesshomaru's eyes slid to her neck against his will. Her words faded out as his whole attention zeroed in on her neck. His sensitive hearing could pick up the blood pumping through her veins. Her gentle scent wafted up to his nose and mesmerized him. He was frozen on the spot, unable to take his eyes from her neck.

He imagined sinking his fangs into her neck and her blood filling his mouth. He could almost feel her skin giving away easily to his fangs. He wondered what angelic blood tasted like, what her blood tasted like. His mouth salivated and he suddenly felt cold. Blood lust began rising in his body, and it brought him out of his stupor. Tossing the fake blood down his throat, Sesshomaru struggled for control. His eyes flashed from gold to red, then back to gold.

Kagome noticed the change in Sesshomaru. She could tell he was struggling for control. Standing, she cleared her throat, gaining back his attention.

"Please send for your allies as soon as possible. The sooner they are here, the sooner we can prepare." Kagome said quietly. Sesshomaru nodded once and she left quickly.

Sesshomaru sighed as the manmade blood stifled the hunger. It never filled the void, and he didn't know how much longer he could control his hunger. It was becoming harder and harder to control himself lately. Now that he had an angel living here, he needed to be extra careful.

He took up a pen and paper and scribbled messages. Calling a trusted messenger to his office, he gave the demon orders to deliver the messages to his allies quickly and silently.

Inuyasha walked through the streets of Athens. His eyes were dull and movements were sluggish, but no one looked at him. No one cared. Deep down, he was screaming and fighting, trying to loosen Naraku's hold. But it never worked. His movements were not his own. It was as if he was a puppet and Naraku was the puppet master.

All he wanted was to be free. He wanted control back. And he wanted to kill Naraku.

He had been walked for days, stopping only to feed brutally and hide from the sun. He didn't know where he was going or what his plans were. He didn't really care. He was determined to fight and gain his freedom. That was all he was focused on. It was all he cared about.

His body apparently knew where he was going. But it was time for him to feed. His body was seeking out a victim. Lately, he had been killing his victims. Usually, it wouldn't bother him. But he was vicious and brutal. Like a monster.

A young woman was walking through an alley. He followed. Then, he pounced on her. He silenced her cries quickly by knocking her unconscious. His fangs elongated and he tore into her soft flesh. The blood filled his mouth and his hands gripped her body so tightly, he could feel her bones crack and break. The scent of blood filled the alley. Soon, other vampires were drawn to the alley. They lumbered in like zombies. He let the woman fall to the ground, moaning in pain. He left her to the vampires. They fell upon her like ravenous beasts. The sound of tearing flesh and guttural growls overwhelmed his ears.

Deep inside, he felt a twinge of regret.

Kagome laughed with the cook. Sango and Miroku and the children hung around as well, listening to the stories the cook had to offer. The cook was a hearty woman named Kaede.

"Well dinner is almost ready. It's just missing one thing. We need a drink, but we don't have anything to match the rabbit meat." Kaede said thoughtfully.

Kagome perked up. "I know! I can make a popular drink we have back home."

Everyone turned to her, excited by the idea. Drink heavenly wine? Why not?

"I'll need fruit and sugar." Kagome said, with a smile. Everyone nodded and set about getting what she needed. Kagome tied her hair back and pulled out a large basin.

Rin and Shippo returned with fruit and Sango and Miroku returned with sugar. Kaede handed Kagome a large spoon.

"All right, Shippo and Rin, I need you to pour the sugar into the bowl. Sango and Miroku, shop the fruit and keep all the juice. Pour it all in the bowl when you're done." Kagome ordered. Everyone nodded.

"Kagome, what are we making?" Shippo asked. Rin and Shippo poured large amounts of sugar into the bowl excitedly, spilling some along the way.

"It's called Ambrosia. Once you drink this, you won't want to drink anything else," Kagome said proudly. Rin and Shippo were awed. They were going to have a heavenly drink. They shared an excited look before watching what Kagome did carefully.

Sango and Miroku soon finished with the fruit and Kagome took them from them.

"Okay, everyone gather around. This is the best part." Kagome took the fruit in her hands and held it over the sugar in the bowl. Sesshomaru emerged into the kitchen, curious at what all the commotion was about.

"Sesshomaru! Kagome is making Ambrosia!" Rin said excitedly. Sesshomaru looked at Kagome, a small quirk to his lips. Kagome blushed and turned back to the fruit. Her hands sparked silver flashes and the fruit liquefied. Everyone gasped and laughed.

"How did you do that?"

"What was that?"

"Do it again!"

Kagome laughed and shook her head. "I made the fruit into a drink. It'll give you energy and peace and if taken right before bed, will give you the best dreams."

Everyone ooed and awed. Kagome continued making the drink, a smile on her face.

Gabriel and Michael watched over Kagome, a smile on their faces.

"She seems to really be adjusting well. This has pleased the Boss." Gabriel said. Michael nodded, breathing a sigh of relief.

"I'm glad for that. I don't know how to feel about that vampire yet, but it's not like I have a choice," Michael said. He had seen their encounter in the vampire's office and hadn't liked it.

"Michael," Gabriel began, his voice becoming serious. "Something is coming. We have to prepare Kagome for it. Otherwise, our whole plan could be jeopardized."

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LD

"I know," Michael said. "Once she goes to sleep, I'll warn her."