Chapter 11

"…" is a character's dialogue.

'…' are thoughts.

Flashback and Dreams: in italics

Dog demon native language is in Bold.

Erin moves slightly. The tense muscles ache and she regrets moving at all. Her eyes adjust. It's daylight and the sun is peeking through the windows. For a moment she wonders if everything had been a nightmare, but the aches tells her different.

"Are you fully awake?"

She gasps and finally realizes she's lying up against Katsuo's shoulder. They are still sitting on the floor. He had stayed even after she fell asleep exhausted from crying and the previous struggle with Masato.

She will no longer call him brother. She clears her still sore throat. "I am. Thank you so very much for staying, for everything." No, she will not cry for what she thought was her brother.

He is still looking out the window. She sits up cracking her body. He stands up effortlessly.

"It isn't my business how you handle your relative. My father, however is." He turns and crouches in front of her staring into her tired eyes. "Do not involve my father in your affairs. He has a wife and family to look after."

Erin nods feeling ashamed that his son somehow knows she has feelings for his father. He stands up and heads towards the door.

"Wait Katsuo." She stands up with some difficulty and limps towards him. "I have no right to ask anything of you especially after you saved me last night and how you feel about me. But, please, do not tell anyone what happened here."

This girl surprises him. He figured she would want to run straight to his father's arm for protection. Instead she asks him not to tell a soul and feels the shame radiating from her. He looks at her, really looks at her. He has perfect night vision but seeing the sunlight reflect on her face, bruised and battered, natural beauty still radiates strongly from her. Light, peace and love. This young woman puts the sun to shame.

That is why she must stay far away from his father. "I won't say a word. You keep your end as well."

She smiles and nods even though the thought of never seeing or hearing Sesshōmaru's voice again, stabs her very soul.

"I promise and thank you for last night once again." She bows and straightens up. He nods slightly, opens the door and walks out.

Erin closes the door and presses her forehead against it. A knocking on the door startles her. Raising on her toes she looks through the peephole.

She opens the door. "Here is a number in case you need representation. Do not worry about expenses. My number is on the back."

Her eyes well up with tears. Although he doesn't want her near Sesshōmaru, he still offers help. "Thank you seems such cheap words." Two tears fall free.

She hugs him totally catching him off guard. His arms are hovering above her not knowing where to place them. She just as quickly pulls back offering another grin. He lowers his arms.

Shaking the brief awkward exchange. "Your brother is still tied up. Do you want me to free him?" She hesitates for a moment but shakes her head. She'll decide what to do later.

Katsuo walks back out hearing the door close. His family taught him manners and empathy. He gave her his lawyer's card. She handles all his legal affairs. He is protected as he is still a minor in the eyes of the law.

It is to make sure he isn't being exploited, abused or mistreated in the industry or even at home. She is apart from his family's lawyer. Katsumi took it to heart but Sesshōmaru thought it a great idea.

It took a lot of spending time with his mom and doing what she wanted to appease her fears and apprehension. Convincing his mother, he didn't want to be emancipated from them took a toll and effort.

He looks at his phone. He lied to his father last night. Katsuo knows something must be up if his father tried hard to get in contact with him. To ease his father's concern, he texted stating he was at a play thing's house.

'Wonder what happened?' His father didn't elaborate. Getting in the car he looks once more to the house. 'Just who are you?' She's not a reincarnation and yet she has no memories of her past. She died without a doubt from what he was told. He needs to find out.

One thing is clear to him. Erin/Rin, is a danger to his family. He cannot prove, won't dare to even say it out loud. This girl is the reason his father won't mate his mother. He drives off heading back to the estate.

Erin puts the card in her back pocket. Looking towards the entrance to the basement she shivers. She wants to check on him but doesn't have the nerves yet. Instead, she walks upstairs slowly wanting to soak in her tub. She has a lot of decisions to make but right now she needs to relax her weary body and mind. Even if it's only for a little while.

Kagome stretches hearing Breathe Me play from her phone. It's her alarm song so that means it's six o'clock. That was the best sleep of her life. She looks at the empty side of the bed where Naraku had slept on.

Smiling and giggling while rolling around her bed Kagome looks completely young. She stops wondering if he left. She gets up almost falling by the tangled sheets hugging her body. Dismissing the sheets and righting herself Kagome sprints out of her bedroom. Looking around and hearing noises coming from the kitchen Kagome heads to the source.

Skidding on the floor she comes to a stop watching Naraku making breakfast. He is shirtless wearing just his pants and slippers. He is stirring pancake batter. She covers her mouth with both hands from releasing the giggle that wants out.

"How long are you going to stare me down?"

Her face turns bright red. "Well it's not every day I get to see the great Naraku making breakfast."

"The great Naraku, I'll have to remember that." Kagome jumps from Sōta's sudden words coming from behind her.

She places a hand to her chest. "You almost gave me a heart attack!"

"I'm sure your heart beating out of your chest isn't my doing." Her brother runs next to Naraku wearing his pajamas avoiding Kagome's wrath.

She turns another shade of red. Naraku turns his face just to look at her flaming red face. He smirks and continues to prepare breakfast.

"Can't wait to eat! I'm going to get ready." Sōta twirls his fingers at his sister and heads to the restroom.

Kagome rolls her eyes nevertheless smiling. "I'm going to get ready for the day. I'll be back." He nods without looking. She heads back.

"What are you doing?"

Inuyasha came out of the shower and is getting dressed. Akemi is having dessert after they had late dinner. Against her better wishes he went to the meeting in the afternoon not wanting her to go in his stead saying it was dangerous.

She had received a call from her beloved son as promised and explained what happened back home. When Inuyasha returned form the meeting she made the mistake of telling him what occurred.

"Taking the jet back. Do you honestly think I am going to sit my ass here while some bitch messes with us?!" He tugs his shirt down.

"You are not an insolent pup anymore Inuyasha." She takes another bite from her German chocolate cake with glazed cherries and whipped cream. The lady mother has an incredible sweet tooth.

He rolls his eyes and chuckles remembering Sesshōmaru told him those same words. 'Yup, like mother like son! Fucking great! I have to deal with two egotistical know it all's!'

"What is so funny?" Akemi inquires.

"Oh nothing. Just thinking how extremely lucky I am." Sarcasm is heavy in the air. "Two dead bodies and I was attacked. Ever heard of divide and conquer?"

"I am well aware but since when have you and Sesshōmaru needed to be together to wipe all adversaries?"

He smiles and surprises her by taking the bite from her fork. She huffs and takes another forkful.

"That is true." He sighs and sits on the chair across from her. They are in his hotel suite this time. "Kagome is back in the picture and…" He growls. "Naraku came back from his home in hell."

She puts her fork down chewing carefully and just looks at him. His amber eyes lock with hers and widen in recognition.

"Who the fuck doesn't know aside from me?" The amount of acid in his voice can melt Tessaiga/Tetsusaiga.

"No one, since your temper rivals your father's."

Inuyasha grins. Mentioning his father and being compared is honorable but it doesn't pacify his anger. Being kept in the dark about Kagome and that despicable bastard is inexcusable.

So, his brother shouldn't get too pissed at what he's about to reveal. He needs and outlet. Crossing his arms over his chest. "So, I take it you're okay with her return?" She stops to look at him with questioning eyes.

He leans back into the chair eyes alight with sweet revenge. Poor Sesshōmaru. The look in her eyes confirms she knows nothing of it.

"Why would that priestess's return matter to me?" No one has told her about Rin's return. Using the eating utensil, she picks another piece of cake. Inuyasha picks up a hint of resentment and something else he cannot place.

Brushing that aside, now is the perfect moment of sweet revenge. He should throw his brother under the truck and watch his guts spread all over the road. His mother driving the vehicle… but, brothers before hoes. Damn his stupid heart.

"She might steal me from you." He laughs out loud leaning forward and steals another bite from her fork. She turns a shade of pink that he doesn't notice and cuts another piece.

"As if a mere human child could take anything of mine."

He snorts and reaches for his cell. "Cocky bitch."

"That is queen cocky bitch. Don't forget it son."

That just makes him laugh harder. Bitch has a different meaning among the dog demon clan. It's far from an insult. He starts talking to Jaken not noticing a sultry golden gaze devouring his every move.

Erin's stomach is in knots. She finished soaking and is fully dressed in baggy sweats and turtleneck. She applied some ointments to cuts and bruises and eye drops. She is standing at the top of the cellar stairs shaking.

She had called Katsuo's lawyer and paperwork is already being done. She wants full custody of her funds and account. The trust is hers alone. Erin wants to move away from him but she's under age. Only seventeen and she doesn't want to go into foster care.

The lawyer explained that in some special cases the teenager can live alone. She's a couple months away from being eighteen. Her circumstances and financial status works in her favor as well. Another option is to have someone request custody over her.

She rather not involve anyone. She's also not sure if she wants to out Masato like that. An abusive man. Her brother. He has custody so first step is to remove him as such. She wants him to do it without any fighting.

Sighing Erin takes a step down. She can't leave him tied forever. 'How did things get this out of control between us?' He hated her very existence. The abuse was always there throughout her childhood, but she labeled it older brother playfully roughing her up.

'The things children will tell themselves to excuse the people they love.' Before she knows it lost in her childhood she reaches the bottom. 'You can do this. Take back something lost long ago to you, courage.'

Erin straightens her back and walks towards Masato's body on the floor. She lightly gasps seeing his head bound like that and lying on the floor. When she had ran last night, he was sitting up and not taped.

'Katsuo must have done that.' Taking a deep breath to steel her nerves, she takes heavy duty scissors nearby and carefully begins to cut the tape away from legs and arms.

He slowly rubs the limbs and sits up on the floor pushing away the chair. Erin steps back scissors at her side in a strong grip just in case. He begins to painfully rip off the tape from his head and face. His cheek swollen, and lips split from her punch.

When he's done he ruffles his short hair and looks around finally meeting her troubled eyes. He tenses looking at the sharp tool in her hands. For a moment there's only an awkward uneasy silence. Looking at her Masato sees exactly what he did to her.

"You will relinquish custody of me. Give me full access to my account. You will sell this house and give me half. You sold everything anyway." He even had got rid of the family pictures including albums.

She is surprised at how steady and firm her voice is. Her words clear and determined. "There is no option left for you but to do as I ask especially if you don't want me talking to the authorities. And you are not to mention anything about the young man that helped me. He was never here."

His eyes had enlarged in surprise. Where did his waif go? Something has changed. She won't get him imprisoned either? "Why, after everything?", 'I've done.' That goes unsaid.

Her eyes gloss a bit. "Father and mother loved you. It would break their hearts and though you don't deserve to be…you are still my brother."

Erin looks at him briefly and walks back upstairs. The first thing she is going to do is buy a smart phone. She goes upstairs to retrieve her wallet, sunglasses, coat and keys.

Katsuo prepares himself for a good lashing from his parents. First, he didn't answer his father. Second, he slept outside of the house which his mother isn't keen on. He just finished talking with his lawyer. The girl decided to use her services and accept his indirect help. He is feeling confused and not sure why. Katsuo gets out of his car arriving at the estate. This girl has no ties to him and almost caused his premature death.

Looking at his phone he sees another text from an over privileged eager to serve girl. He sends a message back stating he'll meet her tonight for some fun. He also knows eventually he must reach out to Mina, another over privileged girl. She is his childhood friend after all. They have been through much and are in the same band.

Walking inside the mansion it's eerily quiet. He can feel his father in the study. Must mean he wants to be found. Grimacing Katsuo walks towards the room. Taking a deep breath, he knocks on the door. He had wiped the blood of him from the baseball bat she hit him with. He wants no traces of her smell so he sprayed some girl's perfume to mask the smell since he did mention spending the night with a female.

"Come in Katsuo." Ouch, his father doesn't sound pleased at all.

He enters the study and walks towards his father's desk. Sesshōmaru is facing the window legs crossed and with a tea cup in his hand. Katsuo kneels in front of him seiza style and remains still.

"Good morning father. I apologize for not returning last night or answering one of your calls."

"I expect you to answer promptly. How many times did I call or text you? I am not the type to crowd you." He doesn't expect immediate but at least after the second contact. Sesshōmaru doesn't text and call him. He chooses one unless there is real concern.

He nods. "There are no excuses father. I did wrong."

"We are being attacked Katsuo. You will walk around with a guard all of the time for now."

"What happened father?" He proceeds to tell the gruesome story to his son. "Do you have any clues as to who it is?"

"No, I do not. And your uncle was attacked in New York. Katsuo tenses and his aura spikes. "Do not worry. Your grandmother is with him. He is recuperating. Do you understand why it is imperative you keep in touch?"

"I do father. It won't happen again."

"All I ask is to get back to me at an appropriate time." Katsuo nods. "The dinner with the Akinos is tomorrow night."

The younger male stiffens and almost sneers. His mother and her matchmaking ways. He doesn't want anything to do with Meiko. "Even though this happened? When are you doing a press conference?"

"This evening after the police does theirs."

"I am truly sorry about Yoko. How are Hana and her family doing?"

"Grieving."

"How are you father?" His son knows cold and aloof Sesshōmaru exists to many but if you earn his respect you have his complete support. Just don't mess up or betray that trust. You'll lose it forever. Yoko never did that. She even helped him find a hidden mole within the company.

"They touched something of mine. They will pay." That is all he says. Katsuo places his head on his father's lap still kneeling.

"That, I have no doubt about." He wishes his father would share the burden. He will help his father, including keeping past mistakes away from him. Sesshōmaru threads his fingers through Katsuo's hair.

Knocking interrupts, the tender soothing moment. "Come in Ari."

He walks in. "Lord, the point of origin definitely came from that library. I looked through footage and there were a couple of people inside the library at the time our system was tempered with."

He continues to play with his son's hair. "We are looking into the database for their backgrounds."

"Good job Ari. For now, get some sleep."

"I do not need it my lord."

"It is not up for debate."

"As you wish." He bows excusing himself and walks out.

Kagome, Sōta and Naraku are eating breakfast with the news on. He made cinnamon pancakes with buttered pecan sauce as topping, sausage and sunny side up eggs.

Normally Naraku doesn't eat this stuff but their kitchen had the ingredients. Being around Mina he learned quite a lot of cooking. The siblings are fully enjoying the delicious American breakfast.

"Oh, this is delicious! You should come over and make breakfast for us more often!" Kagome moans out while enjoying food. Sōta nods agreeing and practically devouring his plate.

Naraku almost looks amused. 'Is this the feeling of content?'

Background news woman is talking about murders. "The females seemed to have been mostly drained of blood." That catches their attention.

"The security system at Taishō's Timeless Treasures around seven in the evening was turned off. The victims were found by the new statue addition from Saturday's unveiling completely nude. One victim a thirteen-year-old girl. The other female victim whom was Mr. Taishō's personal secretary, was twenty-nine years old."

Kagome drops her fork almost choking. Naraku stares at the TV with narrowed orbs. They listen to that segment with more details till it is finished in complete silence.

"Oh my God." She stares at Naraku. Looking into her eyes he can tell they are in sync right now.

"Okay, this is gruesome but why do the two of you look so apprehensive?" Sōta is switching looking between the two going back and forth waiting for a response.

Kagome nods still looking straight at Naraku. He begins the dark tale and by the end Sōta feels sick.

"She was only thirteen. Basilisk is diabolical and disgusting!" She has gone pale and the delicious food she just ate wants to escape the confines of her stomach.

Her brother holds her shaking hand trying to give some comfort. "Why would he do something deranged like that?"

"He wants to make a point. He isn't afraid to commit depravities such as this." Naraku stands up looking for his jacket. Kagome follows him.

"Where are you going? You're not thinking about confronting Basilisk alone, are you?"

He doesn't answer as he slips on the warm black stylish zipper leather jacket heading towards the door. Kagome passes him and stops in front of the door with narrowed eyes boring into his blocking the path.

He looks amused for a moment before wiping the look from his face. He's looming over her imposing as ever. Well she's not budging.

"This has escalated. If you think he will stop here, you'll be severely disappointed."

"Yes, he must be stopped but that doesn't mean you going it alone."

"I am not easy to deter or take down. You are aware of this, correct?" He holds her arms ready to move her.

"He is vile and underhanded. It chills me to the bone." She looks up into his imposing eyes. "That he can hurt you, please, let me help."

Looking into those dark probing scared orbs he feels a familiar path. It didn't turn out well before and yet, still.

"I promise to alert you before anything dire happens." When had his warm hands move to cupping her slender neck tenderly.

She smiles and nods wrapping her hands around his waist. A flash breaks up the intense moment. Both faces turn to look at Sōta holding his smartphone. He took a picture. Kagome's face turns a bright shade of pink.

"SŌTA!" Ah, that sounds familiar too.

Erin is fiddling with her new phone. Despite all the earlier pain and heartache, she feels giddy. Finally, she has a smartphone again. She's sitting on a park bench entering phone numbers from the papers she has.

She's made a lot of new friends. Feeling totally excited yet a bit frightened of her new path in life Erin doesn't notice the man looming over her.

"Good morning my dear."

Erin looks up completely shocked to see Basilisk standing there in a stunning light fitted brown suit, wool trench coat and wearing shades.

"Good morning Basilisk. I'm sorry, I didn't see you there." She fixes her turtleneck making sure nothing is visible.

He studies her face carefully and even though she's wearing shades too he can tell she's hurt.

"It's quite alright my dear. May I join you?" Erin nods as he takes a seat next to her.

"I see you have a new phone. Good for you." There goes that charming grin that spells danger. Demon danger.

She nods and smiles. "I entered your number too."

He looks at a newspaper with apartment listings sticking out from her bag. "Pardon my intrusion but are you looking for a new place to live?"

She seems puzzled but then notices his gaze towards the paper clipping. "Ah, yes I am."

He takes off his sunglasses and his intense green orbs shine with curiosity. It would be so cute except he is a demon with hidden agendas.

"I am moving out and starting over." Erin has decided to play a very dangerous game herself and doesn't even know it.

He smiles. "I happen to know of a wonderful duplex if you're interested."

"I'm just starting though. I don't know if I can afford it." She smiles sheepishly. The trust and her regular account both have more than adequate funds, but she must be smart regarding spending. She wants a job too.

"Oh, money will not be a factor since I know the owner."

Erin bites her lip. "Really, but that person doesn't know me personally and I want to be fair."

'Oh my, she's just too sweet and modest.' He smiles. "Let's make a deal. Come meet him and see the place before making decisions."

She sighs and nods. "It wouldn't hurt I guess." He stands up holding out his arm for her to take which she does.

To say Erin isn't lovestruck with the duplex would be a bold lie. It is cream colored overall brick duplex. Has four bedrooms, four baths, four lavatories, two washers, two dryers, two fully loaded kitchens, furniture on both floors, Parking space big enough for about five vehicles, a large pool and jacuzzi in the back, A fireplace on each floor and two dining rooms.

"It looks so cozy and beautiful! I can't afford this." The second floor is rented already so it would be the first.

"I say that you can. Matter of fact." He writes down a set of codes. The house main doors operate on number codes. For example, opening/locking the door to get inside.

He hands the paper watching as her eyes open wide. "I own this duplex. You can move in and pay no rent my dear."

"I can't do that. It would be taking advantage of you."

"What arrangement would make you feel comfortable?"

"I don't know. This beauty is something I can't afford anyway."

He leans in and catches her off guard taking off her shades. His face becomes rigid. For a moment she really feels scared. The fierce intense look in his eyes scream murder. He is studying closely her eyes and the bruising somewhat peeking through her turtleneck.

"You aren't safe where you are anymore. Please live here. You're near public transportation and smack in the middle of everything. What kind of a man would I be to turn a blind eye."

He caresses her face gently. There's like a war raging inside of her. Part of her feels terrified. The other feels grateful that he would care so much. What is he truly after?

"You might as well take him up on the offer. He won't relent once you gain his interest."

Ryuu walks down wearing black sweats and a black tank sipping on coffee from a mug. Basilisk turns and grins smugly.

"This is my prying nephew Ryuu and would be your new roommate. He lives upstairs. This dear is Erin."

She bashfully smiles and waves trying to hide her bloodshot eyes and bruised neck. He nods and winks at her while taking a seat at the kitchen counter. He is handsome and screams bad boy charm.

"And I was trying to help you too uncle." He smirks taking another sip.

This is her chance to get closer to Basilisk and find out the truth. Kagome will probably kill her before the curiosity concerning Basilisk does. She needs answers though, and this is about her life. She will take the plunge and take charge.

"You won't mind sharing your living space with a teenage girl?" She asks feeling bashful.

"You would be a welcome change princess." Ryuu waves her off playfully.

She blushes. "Oh, I'm not a princess at all."

"Only princesses get opportunities like this one. Play it up and don't turn it down."

Taking a deep breath, she smiles. "Okay I'll do it! But I will pay something reasonable, not for free."

"Well of course my dear." Basilisk smiles excitedly. "Whenever you want to move in I could hire some movers."

"I need to pack some things. So, some time this week would be good."

He grasps her hands. "You'll be safe here and Ryuu will be the perfect gentleman."

Erin still feels wary but confident this will have answers. She's taking charge of her life and if Mr. Taishō won't be forthcoming with answers, she'll get them herself.

The day passes like a blur to many. It is the evening time now. Erin had finished packing some boxes and took a shower. It wasn't a lot. Just clothes, some books especially the one about the past and some products. After their deaths her brother got rid of a lot of things.

When she returned he had been gone. In a way it's odd to be without the one remaining constant even if it was toxic and painful. She must call Kagome and let her know.

'She'll probably freak out.' Erin turns on the TV. She doesn't watch much of it on the regular. She drops the control and gasps. On the screen is the source of her dreams and turmoil.

Sesshōmaru is doing a press conference. She quickly picks up the control and puts up the volume. He looks regal, confident and stoic wearing a sharp black suit. Hair is braided and neat. His voice is unwavering. She's totally enthralled. The flashes and cameras are surrounding the stairs outside of the museum.

"I am working closely with the authorities. The perpetrators will be brought to justice." His eyes are cold and hard like an iceberg as he gazes towards the cameras. "Make no mistake your time is numbered, and justice will be served."

He walks away from the press conference. The questions from the media continue and a spokesman takes over. Ari is closely following behind him making sure no one comes near him as they enter the museum.

Erin's heart hurts. She feels a desperate need to be close to him. To offer some type of comfort even though she promised Katsuo she'd stay away. This visceral need trumps logic any day.

Picking up the keys and shades Erin heads towards her scooter. Getting on and putting on the helmet she takes off. She might not be of any use but the look in his eyes resonated with her something awful.

The wind is extremely chilly though it's clear. The temperature dropped quite a lot. Her scarf is wrapped around her face. She is wearing a navy-blue winter military parka coat medium-long in length to keep her warm. Passing by there are so many people bundled up bustling about getting home from their schools and jobs.

She always felt a disconnect with people. As if she didn't quite belong among them. That's why not attending school had not affected her. Her parents encouraged her to make friends while in school, but she didn't heed their advices.

So, after Masato pulled her out she didn't truly care. Matter of fact she welcomed it. Erin pulls up to the museum's free parking lot. She walks onto the sidewalk of the lot which is across from the museum.

'Am I really going to do this? Well just a quick peek.' She can see the museum is closed and only some reporters and police remain. 'Is he even still here?'

She blows warm breath over her hands. She can see the condensation from her mouth. Erin stands on her tiptoes looking around for him. She just wants to see him for a moment. It's ridiculous because nothing happened to him personally, but grisly murders occurred in his sanctuary.

One of the victims was his personal secretary for several years. She can't imagine him being fine at all no matter how he acts indifferent. She steps back hitting something solid and hard.

She gasps feeling strong hands hold her shoulders. "Excuse me, I couldn't see where I was going."

"Still so clumsy."

She stills hearing Sesshōmaru's voice. "Mr. Taishō?"

"What are you doing here Miss Nomi?" He feels her inhale and exhale deeply. He loosens the grip on her arms.

Erin turns slowly and raises her head as far as possible to look him in the eyes. She lowers her hood. He studies her pinkish eyes and slight bruising through the makeup she's wearing. Her lip is hurt as well.

She takes a step back and out of his reach. "I heard the news and…" Her voice trembles a bit and orbs glisten with unshed tears. "And the look in your eyes. Seeing you in person confirms what I saw. I had to try."

He's looking straight at her with such frigidness. But she knows and sees better. Always has been able to.

"To take it away somehow. The ache and isolation."

"You presume too much miss Nomi. You should mind your own affairs." He is seething. First, because once again someone has put their hands on her. Second, she knows what he's feeling.

Erin smiles gently and steps forward. Before she can change her mind, or he pulls away, Erin wraps her arms around his waist tightly. He feels completely rigid in her embrace.

"By now you should know Mr. Taishō. I am meddlesome and brazen." Her hands are massaging his back. "I am deeply sorry for your loss and the disrespect to your sanctuary."

He is looking straight ahead arms beside her not returning the comforting embrace. She looks up into his eyes. Her watery orbs reflect so much pain for him its astounding. He wipes the tears as they slip down. Erin closes her eyes at his gentle touch. Vulnerability is not something he feels often so it is very unwelcomed by him. His son's birth and all her deaths brought this feeling. This human girl is getting under his skin. She resonates with his real side, his baser side, his beast.

He slips one hand down behind him to where her hands are still holding him. He pulls her hands off and grabs one hand. Sesshōmaru pulls her behind him as they walk back into the parking lot.

Ari is standing in front of the black Mercedes AMG E63 S Sedan 2018 model. He opens the back door for them without giving her a first glance. She doesn't even question anything just steps inside.

Out of the twins Ari is the more in control of his emotions and sterner. Both will not question a thing he says or does except when it comes to the young lady now sitting inside. Sesshōmaru whispers something to him.

Nodding, Ari closes the door once his lord is inside and gets into the driver's seat. Erin is feeling nervous and is twiddling her fingers. He reaches over and covers both with his large one.

She looks up towards him but he's facing forward. Her heart is hammering away in her chest. After a few minutes Ari gets out to open the door for them. Sesshōmaru gets out and waits for her to come out.

He resumes taking her hand and heads towards the elevator in the lot. She recognizes this place. The loft he had took her to when she felt sick. He is about to let go of her hand, but she tightens her grip.

He looks down at her. Erin won't meet his eyes. It's her now looking straight ahead. He uses his free hand to pull out his phone. He gives it a quick look and turns it off. Her face is on fire and her body is gaining so much warmth.

Arriving at the floor without any stops, the door opens. The atmosphere now is completely different to what it was the other time. It is charged with nervous and excitement, from her anyway. He's a mask as usual but he's not emitting frost.

The door opens, and they head right to the door of his loft. 'No turning back Erin. Once you go in.' The rest is a blur. She felt him press her body up against the door once both were inside.

His hands cage her in place. He lowers his face down and in on the left side of her face by the ear. "How exactly will you take it away?" His voice is rough, primal, challenging and utterly erotic.

She swallows the lump of nerves and looks up. His orbs are emitting such heat and piercing every part of her body and soul that's not even aware to her. Erin won't waste this opportunity. It doesn't come knocking twice and yet it has. Naïve and stupid aren't the same thing. She raises on her tiptoes and pulls him down closer towards her face by the lapels.

She kisses his forehead tenderly without her knowing that's the exact spot where his crescent moon symbol is located. He shudders slightly when her hands snake up his neck and caresses as she goes.

Reaching around his neck to securely wrap them there she smashes their lips together tenderly. It isn't rushed nor sloppy like the last time though to her is a recollection from an erotic dream.

The shock for him wears off rather fast. He was only teasing though he isn't the type. He wanted to provoke since her silly notion of comforting him. He leans in closer melding their lips tighter.

She moans into the kiss pressing her body closer to his. He raises to his full height causing her to try and hold on to the kiss. He would grin at her eagerness if it was in his DNA.

He pulls back taking off his coat. It takes Erin a moment to catch on. She takes hers off and throws it to God knows where. He neatly folded his over a chair well she's too nervous for perfect etiquette.

Sesshōmaru takes off his suit jacket. Erin stretches her turtleneck feeling the heat and then she freezes in realization. Her bruised neck, her battered face, all of it seems so inadequate. Even her back has a black and blue in the middle.

She wraps her arms around herself willing her existence away somehow. He notices and feels the difference right away. Her gaze is held down. Shame is a strong dark harmful feeling. He takes a step forward and she takes a step back.

His golden orbs narrow. "Erin." She looks up completely stunned. Not miss Nomi, not clumsy girl, or just girl. He called her by her name and it sounds so beautiful.

He extends his hand to her. She exhales deeply and walks over slowly accepting his hand. The sly dog doesn't give her a moment to retreat. His lips meet hers as soon as she's in his grasp.

The shame is retreating a bit and the heat is returning with a vengeance. Her hands of their own accord begin to unbutton his black shirt. Her fingers aren't even trembling as much as she expected.

Feeling his taut beyond well-defined abdominals. He was sculpted after an unknown God. His lips trail down kissing as he goes towards her neck. She inhales sharply feeling tingly everywhere including her core.

He slickly takes off her sweater by the distracting tongue and teeth on her neck and shoulder. He takes a moment to study her neck with eyes open now. Pure smoldering blinding rage. That is all that registers to him.

Her eyes open to realize why he stopped. Her eyes gloss again. "Please…" The desperate pleading word brings him back. The fear of rejection is palpable.

He closes his eyes reigning himself in. His aura was probably felt by Ari and any demon within a few miles. She reaches for the sweater, but a gentle and firm hand stops her.

"Does it hurt?" His voice is strained some. She shakes her head. Yes, she feels some pain but she's not about to tell him that. Whatever is to happen between them is wanted by her more than anything ever in her life before.

If he stops that might make her feel ashamed. Someone put their hands on her this badly, unforgivable. Sesshōmaru closes the gap between them and cupping her face begins to kiss her urgently. Her arms wrap around his waist and returns the emotion. He hoists her effortlessly by the backside and her legs wrap around his waist. Their lips remain devouring each other. Her hands are on his back and hair.

One of his is slowly caressing her back. The other squeezing her plump backside. He walks them over to the bed inside the bedroom. He's not running into anything or tripping over something.

One quick slide and the light is partially on setting an intimate romantic ambiance. He crawls on his knees towards the middle of the bed their tongues still at play. He finally lowers them down and Erin feels the soft bed. She undulates under him moving him right to where she wants him.

Finally reaching the ever-growing bulge over her core Erin keeps undulating. He groans pressing her into the bed without crushing her. With one hand he travels down her side caressing as he goes. Never stopping until he reaches the hem of her legging.

He shifts up and to the side a little off her. He lazily stops kissing her. Their lips meeting for brief moments until he completely stops. Their heated orbs connect, and the decision is hers.

Erin using her right-hand glides down his abdominals feeling them quiver from her soft touch. She cups him through the pants starting to stroke. His eyes narrow with lust and his breath quickens some.

The answer is clear as day. She wants to go as far as he allows it. Decision made his hand slips underneath the legging and without a second thought slips inside her boy shorts. She gasps feeling him cup her whole. His fingers teasing the entrance until his thumb finds her small pearl.

He doesn't stop there his index finger slowly enters her extremely tight passage. She is slick and hot to the touch. He is being gentle and careful. Erin is getting used to the intrusion when his middle finger joins in.

She's moaning and breathing deeply. Her hand is trying to find its way inside his pants, but her thoughts are scattering like the cherry blossoms out in the wind.

"Ahh, mmm…" Erin can't form a single word. He's picking up the pace and feels her beginning to rock onto his fingers. He grunts feeling her firm strokes on him and the warmth sheath surrounding his fingers.

They both are rocking into each other. Her free hand brings his head down so her lips can find purchase on his neck. It is taking every bit of will power not to give into the deep desire the beast inside him is feeling.

He wants to rut her into the mattress. Until his name is the only word she will ever speak or scream. Until he pups her. Her teeth and tongue are causing havoc. Her scent and the muffled sounds coming from her mouth are driving him to the point of madness.

She's soaking, enough to add a third finger stretching her tight walls some more so he obliges. "Oh God, Sessh…" Her clever hand finally opens the zipper and strokes him inside his boxer briefs amidst her constant climb. He's hot and pulsing in her hold making her lick her lips with anticipation.

He groans hearing part of his name and her fingers trying to wrap around his girth. It won't happen since he's too big but the feeling is just as good. She mewls feeling directly just how large he is. Bowing his back a bit more to press his forehead to hers their glazed orbs connect. Both are breathing harshly. Both bodies slick with perspiration.

He wants to see her come apart by his hand. Her eyes half closed feeling pleasure. Her mouth is open with murmurings of his name and sharp moans. He feels the tightening around his lengthy fingers and the tightening in his pants. They are both about to explode. His fingers constantly rubbing that raised rough spot deep inside is driving her insane. They are lost in a sea of pleasure steadily going to the edge.

She takes in a mouthful of air and hips slam into his hand one last time before hot white pleasure engulfs her sight. She releases his name disjointedly in a long moan. He helps her ride out the wave longer by gently caressing her intimately. The combined feeling of her coming around his digits and two more strokes of her hand and he too reaches that ultimate high.

Sesshōmaru's eyes flash red and stiffens above her some stifling his grunt by kissing her luscious lips. This kiss is lazy, sticky and passionate. His hips thrust forward riding out his climax. Erin shifts so that she's under him again completely.

Obviously, she intends to go all the way. Her body creating delicious friction and Sesshōmaru knows there's no turning back now. He's already committed adultery so why not complete it in every sense of the word till they are both incoherent.

He sits up causing her to moan in disapproval. His eyes show amusement at her plight as he takes off his shirt and is about to undo his pants. Stopping him is watching Erin lick his thick sticky essence from her hand like a kitten.

She looks up startled feeling his hot gaze. Her cheeks are flushed as her tongue sticks out licking some from the corner of her lips. He is about to explode once more on the spot from the display in front of him.

Watching her taste him snapped the beast loose. Erin squeals as he pulls off her boots and yanks both boyshort and legging simultaneously off her. Her mouth is open in shock. Her face instantly brightens to a cherry red. Pure unadulterated hunger reflecting in his fiery gaze.

His body glistening with perspiration, his muscled torso flexing as his chest expands and contracts breathing deeply. Even though she's embarrassed at her slight open display to him Erin doesn't completely close her legs.

Decorum and exploring will have to take a backseat till the next time. He drops gracefully onto his stomach and like a wild animal stalking its prey descends onto her warm center. He inhales her femininity before a long tongue from back to front takes a long torturous lick.

Erin's body jumps a bit totally surprised and delighted at once. He moved so fast he gave her no time at all. Her head gets thrown back as he dives right in to her drenched center. The sounds his mouth is making tasting her everything is almost as loud as her moans.

Erin is vocal and that drives him to please her even more. Her body was made just for him to pleasure. His name is becoming a sacred mantra. She'll gladly pay homage any day. He is practically making out with her chamber of secrets. Alternating from her pearl and moist entrance. He wants to sheath his masculinity so badly his loins ache from head to toe.

Her body is arching off the bed now gripping the sheets. Using his arms, he spreads her legs wider still devouring her whole. His nose, lips and tongue are all being used to make her insane. His eyes stray to her face for a bit but cannot see since her back is arched and head is thrown back still.

'No matter. Our name sounding so needy and loud from her tempting mouth. Her body responding to our touch so perfectly. She's ours!'

He can feel her about to reach peak a second time. He triples his efforts by adding three fingers. It doesn't take long before the tight coils snap once more.

"OH SESSH! UHNNNN…" Her warm walls flutter and contract on his tongue and her legs try to close. He allows it releasing his hold still kissing her juicy lips. Sesshōmaru savors all and is licking everything clean. Her scent is begging for him to mount her.

Erin's breathing is trying to even out but with him still in between her legs it's impossible. Her heart is running a wonderful race and for once it isn't from pain. He is well on his way to give her another mind-numbing release.

Erin gets his attention by running her hands through his hair. He looks up eyes shining brightly, tongue licking excess elixir from his lips and full of longing. She motions for him to come up to her.

His body crawls right over her kissing his way up. Her tummy, her chest and finally losing her patience Erin pulls him by the shoulders and smashes their lips together. She can taste herself on his tongue and it's such a turn on.

Using her feet and flexibility Erin pulls down his pants and boxer briefs freeing his masculinity. Springing against her center being that his back is bowed once again knowing what's to come.

The heat has increased and Erin wonders if she's about to combust. She can feel the shift and the hardened tip press at her entrance. She undulates and presses down trying to get him inside.

Suddenly knocking makes everything come to a complete stop.

Naraku turns off his bike and heads into a mansion. Basilisk is eating a very rare steak in a large dining table alone.

"Finally, you're here. Are you hungry?" Naraku shakes his head once. "Well now lovely knows everything." meaning Kagome. "And Erin Will move in with Ryuu soon." Naraku takes a seat by him still silent. "The dogs' days of ruling are numbered." He picks up a chalice proposing a toast. Naraku grabs a nearby one and clinks his to Basilisk's.

Basilisk chuckles darkly and takes a sip. Naraku takes a sniff before taking a big gulp. He savors the metallic taste as his eyes burn a bright red. A sinister smirk marks his face.

"Amen…"

Author's note: Hi my wickeds! Hope all is well!

Once again, I would like to thank all that read, review, follow or favorite this story! I truly appreciate you all and you keep me motivated even through the mess! =)

I can't pm those that are guests and I like to touch base with those that leave reviews. So, I will have to use this platform.

First guest, I am sorry if You find my story confusing. I try for it not to be. Perhaps you would like to shed light on what is confusing, and I can clear it up for you. Thank you for reading.

To the other guest. If you find this pairing "disgusting", why start it in the first place? Thanks for the short read.

To Bed, this story is full of drama and romance. I'm a drama queen. lol Thus the tags. I would like to think the pacing is good because I want to develop relationships otherwise they seem out of the blue and won't make much sense. Things are happening, but the big reveal is probably what you are waiting for. Hehe. Thank you for enjoying some aspects of the story, hopefully you'll stick around!

To everyone in general, I know Rin/Erin's flashback concerning why she's being treated unsavory is important. Hehehe It is the juicy part. That won't be a simple flashback and that is why I can't just place it in that easily. It has to happen a certain way because it ties a lot together and will break everything open.

I do know how it will happen and it is coming. This is the 11th chappy. Please bear with me a little longer. ^^' I try to put things in to keep you intrigued like the smut above. ;) And Basilisk killing folks. lol

Thank you! P.s I couldn't log into this site for 5 days due to their glitches. Sigh.

Disclaimer: I do not own Breathe Me by Sia. Beautiful song though do have a listen. I also do not own Mercedes AMG E63 S Sedan 2018 or any model.