The usual disclaimer goes here. Don't own it. Don't profit

I left the shower, my lust finally sated. I need to really do something about this. She's been here ten fucking minutes and she's already causing problems. I rubbed my body dry, trying not to imagine her here, touching me. My cock began to lengthen at the thought. I ignored it for now. I dug through my closet looking for something to wear. Tux? No, too dressy. Jeans? Too casual. Fuck. Nothing to wear. I pulled out a suit that I had never seen before. It was nice, tailored perfectly with pinstripes the exact color as my hair.

"Weird." I shrugged it off as another quirk of the mirror. Whatever, like I'm not used to them by now. Been here long enough. Stupid bitch. Never should have trusted her. Kikyou. Fucking bitch. I was fuming about my past that I barely heard the knock on my door.

It was Miroku. "Sir, Sango says she's dressed and wandering the halls. She asked the halls to lead her the long way. You should get going."

"Feh, she can wait."

He rolled his eyes. "Fine, whatever." He turned to leave, "Oh, and sir?"

I glanced over at him. "What?"

"She's nothing like Kikyou. Just by looking at her you can see that. She's softer."

"Feh." I huffed, crossing my arms. "I'll be leaving now. You can go spend some "private" time with Sango. God knows Shippou's probably in a room somewhere with Kirara."

Miroku just winked as he left, "Enjoy your dinner. I'm sure she'll make it very interesting."

I walked briskly toward the dining hall I was to be meeting Kagome in. I barely glanced at the halls around me, focused entirely on this dinner with the girl that we were staking everything on. I growled. I hated relying on people. It made me feel weak and useless.

I had only been waiting maybe five minutes when she arrived. Her dress was beautiful. The shimmering ruby red fabric clung to her curves and hinted at the goddess that must lie beneath. Her face was flushed. I could smell her hate.

I smiled at her. "Wench, I'm sorry about the abrupt way I brought you here." It hurt my soul to apologize to her like this but I had to. We needed her.

She barely glanced at me. That fucking pissed me off. "Oy! Wench? Didn't you hear me?"

Her back stiffened. She barely turned her head to snap at me, "Yes. I heard you. But I have a name. It's Kagome. Ka. Go. Me. Use it."

I wanted to strangle her at that moment. It was hard to keep my eyes from going red. I'm sure she sensed my rage, because she sat down rather quickly. She still refused to look at me. I grabbed her face and forced her to look at me.

"Look, wench. I'm not going to be nice about it. You are in my domain, so you are going to follow my rules. Got it?"

The hate was clear in her eyes. She jerked her face out of my hands. "Don't ever touch me without my permission. Understand?" She stood and stomped off, the rage that filled her evident in every step.

"Well, this'll be a challenge." I sighed and pressed my fingers to the bridge of my nose.

A shadow appeared behind me. "Yes, little brother. She is going to be a big challenge for you."

I barely glanced at him and smiled instead at my sister-in-law, "Hey Rin. What brings you here?"

She laughed, "Oh, Inuyasha. You know what brings us here. When are we going to be able to meet her?"

"I have no idea. She's going to be a difficult one." Not unlike the bitch that got my ass trapped here.

Sesshomaru snorted, "Obviously. We thought we'd stop by to watch the entertainment."

Rin nudged him, "Sesshy, it's not going to be that bad."

We turned at the sound of Kagome screaming. I rushed to where she was Sesshomaru close behind me.

"What the fucks going on?"

Kagome just stood there, silent. "You won't believe what I just saw."

Rin caught up to us, panting. "Hi. What'd you see?"

"Sango getting fucked." And then she turned to me, disgust and curiosity clear in her eyes. "Is this a brothel?"