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Kagome kneeled Naraku, he yelped in pain and rolled off of her, giving her a chance to escape but recovered much faster than she had expected. By the time she had crawled half way to the door he was already in front of her.

"Bitch," he hissed as he approached her. "learn your place!" he roared as he harshly grabbed her hand, breaking it in the process with his demonic hold, she let out a painful scream.

Paying no heed to her painful yell, he dragged her to the bed and threw her on it. He took off his tie, using it to tie her mobile hand.

"Sesshoumaru…" Kagome whimpered as Naraku tore what was left of her shirt along with the bandages covering her torso. His eyes clouded over with lust as his eyes roamed her body.

"Please… help me…" she cried, she knew it was helpless, but her pleading would not cease.

Naraku once again crushed his lips upon hers in a bruising kiss, his hands going places only Sesshoumaru had ever touched, tears slipped from the corner of her eyes as she thrashed in his hold. She wanted to purify him but her miko powers would not work, she was too scared to concentrate.

What if he killed her? Raped her and then killed her? What if Naraku hurt Rin or worse? So many questions filled her mind at the moment, but only one sentence—filled with hope ran through her mind like a mantra, Sesshoumaru, please come save me, she thought as Naraku's hand once again roamed over her toned stomach.

Sesshoumaru broke the door open with a powerful kick and set off to find his mate, Inuyasha and the houshi had been instructed to find the child and get her to the car safetly.

When he got Kagome out of here, he did not want her to be depressed after she found out they rescued her without her—their child.

The smell of fear and despair came from up the lavish stairs and one particular scent he did not enjoy  the arousal of a male. The closer he got he began to hear slight whimpers and grunts. Quickly he leaped up the stairs.

"One." he growled as he passed the first door following the scents. "Two, three, four." he hissed as he ran past the others, stopping at the fourth one.

He opened the door, Naraku too caught up in fondling his mate did not notice him there. He found her being held down by Naraku as he hovered over her.

Naraku lifted his hand in the air as if he were about to slap her when she bit his arm as an attempt to free herself, it all went in slow motion then.

"Shut up!" and he brought down his hand.

That's all it took.

The meager cage that held Sesshoumaru's youkai in check broke, taking over as his amber eyes began to seep a sickening crimson color. He leaped from where he stood punching Naraku in the jaw, he fell off of Kagome onto the floor.

"Don't you ever touch what belongs to this Sesshoumaru. She is mine." he growled. Kicking Naraku in the stomach. He wanted to break Naraku, slowly and painfully for all the pain he had caused to her, but getting Kagome out of this retched place was more important.

Naraku could wait.

"Are you okay?" he asked Kagome gently, his eyes still a slight hue of crimson red as he untied her and brought her into his arms.

"Sesshoumaru! I w-was so scared!" she cried as she flung her arms around him, not caring that her hand hurt. "I thought I was going to…"she stopped mid sentence.

I thought I was never going to see you again,

She finished in her mind, she would never admit it out loud though. She was with Sesshoumaru, now—she was safe.

"Shh, koishii. I'll get you out of here." he whispered in her ear as he rubbed soothing circles on her back. Giving her the jacket he had on, slipping it on to her shoulders to cover her exposed body.

"As for you," he growled, his piercing red eyes narrowed as he stared at the cowering spider demon. "come within a mile of Kagome and I will have you die a slow, painful death, by my own hands."

And with that he got off the bed, Kagome in his arms, who's sobs had died down to sniffles, just like that they walked out the door.

"Heh. I will have you Kagome," he chuckled menacingly as he wiped the blood dribbling down his chin with the back of his hand. "I'm not about to give up yet." he hissed watching them descend down the hall.

Sesshoumaru, heard what Naraku said. He'd need to keep better watch on her, though he didn't love the miko, no not yet, he still had to take care of her. He had a small affection towards her but nothing more. He had a duty to protect her at all costs after all, the moment he took her as his mate she became his top priority. His instincts told him he needed to protect her—put her before anything else. That explained why he could only strike Naraku once or twice before he ran to Kagome's side.

They day when he struck her was unintentional, but his youkai demanded it for her defiance. He had never been one to argue with his demon for long, so he obeyed to its demand. Now he felt some regret for doing so. But the past, was the past, he'd would need to figure out new ways to discipline her without injuring her.

He looked down at Kagome's sleeping form, she had fallen asleep during the trip down the stairs, he had expected as much, this whole ordeal was probably more shocking to her than it was to him. He tightened his arms around her small frame, this was the last and only time that something like this would ever happen to her. No harm would befall her again, that he swore to himself.

As they neared the door, Kagura appeared standing gracefully beside it. So this was her new boss? By the stench on her, she was his whore as well. Poor wind witch, he simply walked by her not sparing her a glance much to her disappointment.

He walked to his car, placing Kagome in the back seat. He wasn't going to wake her up and he needed to get back to the mansion, where someone could heal her. He grimaced as he gazed over her crushed hand, no doubt it was fractured in many places. The bruise on her cheek was swelling, turning different purple hues rapidly. Though he did notice bruises on her torso and her left arm seemed to be somewhat swollen. Thankfully there was nothing he couldn't get healed, she hadn't been cut anywhere. No blood.

He had come right on time.

He would have to replace Naraku's horrid stench on her, it was in places it shouldn't be, places where Sesshoumaru and only Sesshoumaru Taisho's scent should be.

That needed to be fixed and soon.

He pulled the sleek BlackBerry from his pocket, quickly dialing Inuyasha's number.

"What do you want?" Inuyasha answered gruffly.

"Inuyasha, Kagome is safe. I am going to proceed and take her to our house, I will send a car for you, the houshi and Rin." Receiving a grunt in response he clicked the red button ending the call and slipped into the drivers seat.

Inuyasha entered the house not to long after his older brother, Miroku behind him. He had been told find the child he had seen with Kagome at the car crash. According to Sesshoumaru it was their child, that alone surprised him, a ningen girl no less, that was another thing. He shook his head, Sesshoumaru and Kagome had supposedly been dating for about two or three weeks. According to when he had supposedly called and broke up with Kagome, the wedding had been two weeks later.

How could they have a child?

Kagome hadn't been cheating on him, had she?

No, he would have noticed another scent on her, she was still pure when he left her for America.

But she isn't pure anymore.

His demon's voice taunted in his head, that thought itself made his heart ache. He was supposed to be the person Kagome lost her purity with, he was supposed to be the only one that would ever touch her. He was her everything that could never happen.

He wasn't going to give up, he would get Kagome back and everything would be right again.

"Inuyasha." Miroku asked, the inu was out of it and had been for the past five minutes. They needed to find that child or Sesshoumaru would kill them both and he definitely did not want that. Plus he wanted to get back to that sexy blond from earlier that morning.

"What is it monk?" he answered after a minute.

"Shouldn't we be finding Rin?"

"Yeah, what of it?"

"You've been standing in front of that door for the past five minutes." he pointed out, Inuyasha looked in front of him and indeed there was a door. He growled, he hated looking like an idiot, but frankly that's all he ever did.

"Whatever, Gimme a second will ya?" he lifted his nose, the stench of many demons was around, only two or three humans. He sniffed harder trying to sort out something similar to Kagome's scent, the child had been with her and thus should smell somewhat akin to Kagome. It was faint but it was there, and no trace of blood.

He sighed with relief and descended down the hall to find the child, Miroku hesitantly walking along side him. They made the first round around the house and it turned out Inuyasha grudgingly confessed he had lost the scent. With a slap to the back of the head from Miroku, they continued to look for Rin.

There was a akward silence around them, the damn mansion was creepy. Everything was dark and had spiders roaming around in random places. Inuyasha's cell phone rang, Mozart's Carmina Burana blared though the silence, Miroku screamed. Why the hell did the idiot have something like that as his ring tone? The damn song was fitting of the situation they were in and it just made everything worse.

Now Miroku was irritated.

"What do you want?" Inuyasha answered gruffly, he hated talking to his brother. He told him Kagome was safe and that he was taking her back to their house. With a grunt, he didn't bother to say bye when Sesshoumaru hung up.

He looked over at Miroku who was holding his hand over his heart, breathing heavily.

"What happened to you?"

Miroku glared at him. "Mind explaining why the fuck you have that fucking scary shit as your ring tone?" he growled.

Inuyasha shrugged. "When I got this damn thing that was the default ring tone," he looked at the small BlackBerry Pearl in his hand. "I didn't bother changing it. Too much work."

"Whatever, so where's Rin at?" Miroku grumbled, they'd gone around this damn mansion of Naraku's twice already and apparently Inuyasha kept loosing the scent because his mind kept wandering to kami knows what. Frankly it was pissing him off.

"Dammit, I'm working on it!"

"Well work faster! I'm hungry and I have a beautiful blond waiting for me in my loft. You'd better hurry your ass up or I'll fucking purify you!" Miroku lifted his hand as it glowed a soft blue.

"Fine, fine! Put that fucking hand down you psycho!" Inuyasha said hastily as he quickly took a step back. "I'm too young to die, I'm only two hundred and forty years old!"

Indeed he was young, Sesshoumaru was two hundred and fifty years old, Kagome who was a miko and aged the same as a demon, was only about two hundred and ten. They were all in they're twenties in human years. At the height of their youth! No way was he getting purified.

"I don't care if you're a hundred years old you idiot, hurry your ass up!" Miroku growled.

"I found the damn scent happy? It's on that big white door over there." he grunted, pointing to the wooden door.

Miroku sent him a glare but walked to the door, opening it. A small girl in a dress was sitting with an old woman playing dolls.

"Rin?" Miroku asked.

"Hi, who are you mister?" she smiled, looking away from her doll.

"I'm Miroku, your mommy's friend." he smiled, the girls brown eyes filled with happiness.

"So mommy didn't leave me?" she asked softly. That question had been bothering her since she had woken up. Though she trusted that Kagome would not leave her abandoned she couldn't help but wonder.

"No, she's with daddy. I came to pick you up." nodding Rin gabbed the doll she was playing with and turned to Kaede with big watery eyes, her lip sticking out in a pout.

"Can Rin keep the pretty doll?"

"Yes ye may Rin."

Squealing Rin ran up to Miroku and grabbed his hand, leading him out the door. "Goodbye old lady!" she shouted behind her, Kaede just shook her head.

Miroku met up with Inuyasha a few moments later, he was tapping his foot impatiently as he shoved his phone in his pocket, Kagome was safe and he wanted to go see her. To Make sure everything was alright with her.

Inuyasha gave Rin a quick look over, she did somewhat resemble Kagome—only in her personality and maybe her eyes. Then again Rin's eyes were brown not blue like Kagome's, still the idea of Sesshoumaru and Kagome having a child irked him, and Rin wasn't even their biological daughter. He couldn't even begin to imagine her with Sesshoumaru's pup, he'd probably die from a heart attack.

Miroku picked up Rin and began to run towards the way they came in, Naraku was still alive—that much he knew. There was no way he would have such a silent death, no—the way Sesshoumaru killed was violent and bloody. Besides, they needed to get out of here, they neared the door both racing out of the elaborate home.

"Where's the car that bastard was supposed to send us?" Inuyasha growled, they'd been out of the house and down the block for a good five minutes, sure it wasn't a lot of time but he was never patient to begin with. Five minutes was five years in his mind. Miroku was in his own world with Rin, playing girlish hand clapping games to keep her busy. Every time he would mess up, the little girl would squeal and laugh at the monks pout.

"Inuyasha-sama!" Jaken called from the back of a black Toyota Sequoia, Sesshoumaru had instructed to get that particular car so Rin would be comfortable.

Inuyasha turned his head to where the voice came from. "Come on monk, our ride's here." Rin and Miroku both looked at the car, running past him.

Inuyasha vaguely wondered why Rin had not said a word to him, or as much as even looked at him. Her attention seemed to be fully on Miroku, though it shouldn't matter to him, he still wished to know why the child was ignoring him.

"Souta! Lets go to a club!" Kohaku exclaimed as he patted his best friend's back. "There's a new one opening down my sister's coffee shop," Souta had been uptight since his sister had gotten married, no one had heard from her and only Souta seemed to be worrying.

"We're too young, I'm still only eighteen and your just a year older." he grumbled, he missed Kagome. She was his older sister and the only person he was actually close with in the family.

Kohaku persisted. "Don't be such a damn wet blanket Souta, live a little!" Souta had been so lively when Kagome was there, always up for anything, but now that she was gone he'd gone back to his old ways.

"Fine, call Shippo up here," he muttered in defeat. "We'll need him to get us in without being seen." lifting his hand to his lips, he took a long drag of his Marlboro Cigarette, exhaling as the smoke drifted past his lips.

"You know, Shippo's the youngest out of us," Souta nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, he's what—fifteen, sixteen?"

"Nah, I think he's seventeen," the older friend placed his hand under his chin, thinking. "I wonder how he gets us into all these clubs."

"Doesn't his dad own a bunch of them?" he answered, placing his cigarette on the edge of the ash tray sitting on his cherry wood table.

"Hm, I don't know," Kohaku sighed. "But I don't care either."

"Same here." Souta replied, handing Kohaku his sidekick slide. "Call him, I can't be caught sneaking into clubs."

Kohaku just muttered under his breath for a second. "I know, your rep is really important now."

Souta smiled bitterly. "It always has been Kohaku," he chuckled. "It's been important since the day I was born and the last name Higurashi was given to me. Even more now that Kagome is married, the paparazzi want answers that Sesshoumaru and my sister haven't given them."

Kohaku just nodded, he didn't truly know what it was like—to be a heir, to live in riches your whole life. Having camera's watching your every move and pressure on you twenty four-seven from wealthy parents who just never seemed to think they had enough money.

To Kohaku it didn't seem that bad.

It seemed so easy from what the television showed, young teenagers like themselves partying and drinking. Getting arrested and having sex tapes being showed around. It seemed so fu—such a careless life, but Souta and Kagome hadn't grown up like that.

Kohaku had met Souta though his older sister, Sango. Who happened to be good friends with Kagome. They had hit it off right away and had become inseparable since, quickly becoming best friends. From what he'd seen, all his parents ever did was scold him, put him down and punish him for not doing something right. Seldom did Souta ever do anything remotely close to decent in their eyes.

Souta ran his muscular hand through his shaggy brown hair. "You know, Higurashi—it's such a beautiful name. Yet it brings so much misfortune," his hazel eyes hazed over with bitterness. "Just look at how my sister and Kikyou ended up. One with her life controlled since day one, down to who she married. The other escaping, running away from the pressure."

Somehow, Kohaku wasn't as excited to go to the club anymore, the conversation had taken a complete turn. Still—Souta needed one hard ass drink and a girl, then maybe he would be alright again. Well at least for now. His parents would be coming home from their trip to Paris very soon and that meant that he wouldn't be seeing Souta for a good week. Kohaku sighed as he held up the phone to his ear, waiting for Shippo to pick up.

"Hey man," he greeted.

"Dude, I know its kind of late, but me and Souta need to get out of this damn house."

"The new club?" Shippo asked knowingly with a bored voice.

"How'd you know?"

"You always call me when a clubs opening up," he answered in a monotone voice.

"Oh yeah, anyways," Kohaku yawned. "When can we meet up with you?"

"In about ten minutes, bye."

Kohaku turned to look at Souta as he handed him his phone back. "Lets go."

"Ugh, Kikyou groaned as she woke up, she looked around the room. She was in a couch, alone. In a condo? Then it all clicked, she lived here now, with Inuyasha. As she was picking up her shoes she felt nauseated, running to the bathroom she quickly dropped to the ground in front of the toilet. The bile burned her throat and the smell made her eyes water.

Why was she throwing up?

Millions of possibilities ran though her mind, the possibility of her being pregnant scared her, but she put it in the back of her mind and blamed it on the alcohol she had last night. There was no way she was pregnant, no possible way. Sure she had sex with random guys but she had always made sure to use protection. Hell, she was on the pill and inside her purse was a pack of condoms.

The only person she had never used protection with was Naraku. He complained he didn't like to use condoms and explained to Kikyou he was a half demon. He could control whether his seed impregnated or not, and he could always pull out before he cummed. Naraku forced her off the pill two days before every time he had sex with her, he said it made her scent disgusting. As always, she abided his wishes and did everything he said.

She was scared.

She was too young to be pregnant and she hoped that it was the drinks she had last night that had her like this. She would wait, wait until the end of the week. If she continually threw up again she would take a test.

Washing her mouth out with water and brushing her teeth she stripped and took a shower. Everything was getting complicated and she didn't like it. It was supposed to be easy, have Inuyasha give her power over Taisho and Higurashi Inc after having Sesshoumaru killed by Naraku. Kagome as his sex slave and herself as his mate. She had it all planned out, so why was it falling apart?

"How are you feeling?" Sesshoumaru asked, pushing away some of the black hair that fell on Kagome's face.

Kagome groaned a little. "I need water," she rasped out with a small smile. " Other than that, I think I'm good."

He grinned a little, even after all that had just happened she still managed to have a positive attitude. She was a wonder to him, nodding he called for the nearest servant to bring a glass of cold water. He helped her sit up and put some pillows behind her back.

As soon as Mizu had come through the door with the glass of water, Inuyasha, Rin and Miroku had run past her, stopping at the edge of the bed when Sesshoumaru growled.

"How are you?" Inuyasha asked impatiently,

"Mommy! Rin was worried! Why is you hurt?" Rin asked, walking past Sesshoumaru and sitting by the edge of the bed.

"Ah, so you're the famous Kagome Higurashi," Miroku quirked, eyeing her.

Kagome stared at them for a while, taking a sip of her water she cleared her throat. "Uh, I'm fine." she nodded towards Inuyasha.

"I'm sorry for making your worry honey. Mommy just fell." she hugged Rin, she hated lying but Rin was too young to know the truth.

"Yes, I'm Kagome Higurashi." she narrowed her eyes at the monk.

"Everyone out, Kagome needs to rest." Sesshoumaru said coolly.

Inuyasha grumbled but gave one last heartbroken look at Kagome then turned and left. Rin nodded and gave a kiss on the cheek to Kagome and hugged Sesshoumaru, who astonishingly returned it. Miroku sighed and turned leaving out the door, he had that blond to go see. What was her name? Oh it didn't matter, after he was done with her he probably would never see her again.

Sesshoumaru climbed in bed with Kagome once everyone had left and the door was shut. He picked her up gently and placed her beside him, wrapping the covers over them he pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her and let a soothing growl lull her to sleep. Him following short after.

I am such a horrible person, I'm terribly sorry about not updating for more than a whole month. I appreciate all the reviews and am once again terribly sorry for keeping you all waiting. Thank you to Apollo's Priestess and x Ashiyame De Luna x for the suggestions. I am going to fix up what you both pointed out. No, I wasn't going to do something completely horrible to Kagome, plus I thought the attempted rape was enough. The fact that Kagome ages as a demon will be explained later in the next chapter. The crash and such will be explained in the next chapter.

Once again, if you find mistakes let me know, I'll fix them. If you want to talk to me, your welcome to add me on myspace. www. Myspace . Com/ whoaxitsxroselynn is my URL just take out the spaces.