Hey guys. Sorry for not updating for about four months but I've been really busy with school and stuff, but I managed to put something together, finally. So, here is your chapter, you probably won't get the next one until about two to three weeks from now. As for I Don't Do Love Songs, I might update that this week too. Until then, enjoy this and my recent one-shot, Half My World, please review it, as well as this :).

Don't Do This (Kagome)

I hurry up and unload dishes into the sink and rush back into the front. The restaurant is really busy today.

For some reason, someone came in and decided to order a ridiculous amount of peanut butter. Everything is wrong with that order!

I hop over Inuyasha because he just tripped. Anyways, one, who eats this amount of peanut butter? Two, we don't even have nearly as much peanut butter that he's asking for!

"Kagome! We need another gallon!"

WTF? "Gallon? He's going to glue his mouth shut!"

I sigh as Inuyasha appears next to me, cracking his knuckles.

"You know, I'm sick of this bastard. Lets just make him leave, using force if necessary.

"We're already in enough trouble for barely showing up to work on time, most days, we don't need to add beating up customers to that,"

Sango comes up to me, hair a mess, with questionable brown food in her hair and on her clothes.

She grabs my shoulders and squeezes them. What the hell is wrong with her? Did she finally crack?

"I-I ca't do it anymore, he just keeps asking and asking, and it's more than I can give, and we just don't have that much, and so much damn peanut-"

I take this opportunity to bitch slap Sango. "Calm down! It's just a really big order of peanut butter, we can do this!"

Sango nods dumbly and we chest bump and I send her on her way. Yeah, chest bumping is cool.

Inuyasha chuckles. "Was that peanut butter in her hair?"

Hope so. I sigh as I watch another full jar of peanut butter being taken out. Why did we have so much peanut butter to start with?

I walk over to the table that has servers going insane. Honestly, this is like the mega douche of all customers. As I approach the table, my heart practically stops. Oh hell. This is not happening.

A guy with long silver hair is eating all of the peanut butter. Surprisingly, he doesn't get a bit of it on him. Anyways, all my fears are reality when he looks up and golden eyes are staring at me.

"Sesshoumaru."

He doesn't smile. Or even nod a greeting. He just stares. I should have known it was him. He's the only guy I know that can eat so much damn peanut butter. When I was fourteen, me and Sango vacationed in Spain. One day I left the hotel and ended up meeting Sesshoumaru. We talked, and we hung out, and I remember not knowing any better, to get involved with someone so much older than me, and on a trip too. I mean, what kind of fourteen year old hooks up with an eighteen year old guy? Me. For the record, it's true what they say about older guys. God, I should stop getting laid so much. Or maybe not...

"Kagome! Get away from this bastard!"

WTF? I'm shoved back into a table and a scary looking skinny guy jumps. I'll apologize. Later. Maybe. Okay, I'm totally not gonna apologize.

Inuyasha is standing in front of Sesshoumaru and- oh crap! Complete mind fuck going on here.

Inuyasha has silver hair. Sesshoumaru has silver hair. Inuyasha is a dog demon. So is Sesshoumaru. Damn it, why!

If what I'm thinking is true... then I'm going to hell.

"Hello, little brother."

Fuck.

I hooked up with my now step brother who wasn't my step brother at the time. This isn't just a WTF or FML moment, no, this is a kill yourself and or skip town move to Cuba, have Cuban babies and call my self Senorita Loca.

Sounds good.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

"Eating peanut butter, dimwit."

"Yeah, but why are you here in Japan?"

"I'm not touring right now. Three month break."

"Go back to Europe and stop using so much goddamn peanut butter."

Sesshoumaru has a thoughtful expression, then he frowns. "Hmm, no."

And then it happens. I mean, it really happens. Shit goes down. Down. DOWN. I'm sure you get what I'm saying?

Inuyasha leaps over the table and smacks Sesshoumaru in the face. I gasp as Sesshoumaru get this look on his face like someone just talked during his opera.

Miroku comes over and actually manages to restrain Inuyasha.

"Chill out pretty boys, this should be a happy reason."

"Kiss my ass, Miroku, my entire ass- you know what-"

"Gladly,"

I can talk again. "Okay Sesshoumaru, why don't we get you your bill and we can give you some peanut butter to go."

He stares at me for a second, I hope he doesn't recognize me. Please don't recognize me. My mouth and your mouth have never been friends... yup, that's it. That's totally what's going on.

"Fair enough."

Inuyasha makes his way to the back, mumbling, "Asshole."

Miroku starts to grab all of the peanut butter plates. I should help. He falls over with one of them. Nah, I'm not gonna help.

I go in the back and Sango is leaving as I'm walking in, probably gonna go clean up the rest of the plates and whatever is left of Miroku.

Due to bad luck, awkwardness, and a bunch of cliches, me and Inuyasha are the only ones in the kitchen.

Do I pick up my dish rag and scrubber, like nothing's wrong? Or do I make a point of not wanting to be alone with him out of fear or something strange happening?

"Pick up a dish, dumb-ass."

Looks like I'm staying.

I walk over to the sink, and grab a dirty dish with some kind of orange substance on it.

"Fuck you."

"You wish you could."

"I'm sorry, a disease doesn't sound all that lately."

"Damn it, Kagome, I don't have anything!"

"Whatever, man whore."

I jump as I hear dish clatter to the sink. Before I know it, I'm being backed up against the wall. My back hits it, and I yelp, but Inuyasha doesn't notice.

I can feel his breath on my face, I can smell the girl scout cookies he had earlier. Those are yummy. I think I'm gonna buy some after work-

"Pay attention!"

I focus on him. "What?"

"You know, better than anyone, that I stopped whoring. No more girls in the room, or the house."

I turn my face to the right, eying another set of dishes. "That doesn't matter to me."

His claws graze my check as he tilts my face toward him. "Stop trying to avoid me, coward."

What does he expect? How am I supposed to cope with the fact that I've come so close to kissing my step brother? More than once?

He moves his head and I can feel him on my shoulder. His hands wrap around my midsection. Oh hell. This isn't fair. You should never want to be held by your brother, not like this. Let go.

This is ever kind of wrong. Please don't... his lips are on my neck. I'm only human... no, no, can't do this, can't let him.

"What the hell are we doing? I'm supposed to avoid you and hate you, you're my brother,"

He doesn't say a word.

"You know, I could use one of those really cliched moments where someone comes in right at a crucial point in the story and ruins the moment entirely."

BAM!

"Hey guys! Another group of customers is coming in."

YES!

I free myself from Inuyasha and go towards Sango. "Be right there, right after my break."

I don't realize I'm breathing hard until I leave the kitchen. I go to the break room and plop down on the ratty blue couch that smells like stress and life.

That was never supposed to happen. I sigh. I wanted it to so badly though.

What is this? I'm not a sick, bad person. I don't do stomach-churning things like this. I'm a decent person... and I want.

It' a phase. A really weird, incestuous phase. I'm sure everyone goes through it. Maybe 1 in one hundred? No? Cool.

Looks like I need an intervention. Or something. You know what, or something sounds better. A whole lot better. I sigh.

I don't want to feel like this...

Sorry for any mistakes in this, I seem to have lost my beta T_T. There will be more with the whole Kagome/Sesshoumaru background later. Please review, and keep a lookout for the next chapter of Keep It a Secret entitled: Danger To Ourselves. (Title subject to change).

With that said, sayonara!