Hello and Welcome to chapter 11 of my rewrite for Heartbroken. Unlike the other chapters, this chapter is completely compose of new content! Why you may ask. Well, I regretted not giving Sesshōmaru bigger role in this story. Or even develop his character. I also realized that I never discussed what led to the events of later chapters(trust me, I was messaged a lot about that loophole.) And to top it off, I decided to merge the original chapter 11 with chapter 12, in order to get rid of two chapters that are only 500 words long. So I had to fill in the gap somehow. And I must said that I am very pleased with this chapter. It really gives light to Sesshōmaru's character. Don't worry, I made sure that it wouldn't change the story too much.

FYI: This may contain content that may not be suitable for young readers. So this chapter is rated M. In fact, any chapter with Sesshōmaru will have a M rating to it.

Chapter 11

Sesshomaru sat restlessly in his large armchair in front of a roaring fire. "That fool is late." Sesshōmaru said as he took a long sip from his wineglass. It had been three days since he had received the news that Kagome had to be rushed to the hospital early in the afternoon. From what the report had said, she had gone into labor earlier than anticipated.

"Oh sweet Kagome," Sesshōmaru said to himself as he served himself another glass of wine. "What I wouldn't give to see that pretty face of yours engulfed in fear once again."

Sesshōmaru was pleasantly surprise to learn that Kagome had not filed charges against him after he had indulged himself. Not that it would have made a difference to him. Sesshōmaru could afford the top lawyers to defend him. He had even gone out of his way to make Kagome climax during their encounter to make the argument that she had enjoyed it just as much as he had. He could have easily made the defense that Kagome had seduced him into her bed and it was only when his half-brother caught them, did she decide to call it a rape. It was a shame really. He really did want to humiliate his half-brother publicly just as his worthless father had humiliated his poor mother when news of his pregnant mistress came to light, but it was not meant to be. He had lost interest in Kagome afterwards.

That is, until that faithful day when he just so happen to catch a glimpse of a very pregnant Kagome at the mall. It took a bit of inquiry to find out that she had become pregnant around the same time that he had slept with her. That is when he had come to the conclusion that he may be a father very soon. The thought taking away his useless half-brother's first born child was an absolute joy.

"Lord Sesshōmaru," the door opened and in walked his butler. "Miss Kuromiko has finally arrived."

"Forgive me for my tardiness, Lord Sesshōmaru." Sesshōmaru threw a cold glare at the woman dressed in in a black suit as she walked passed the fragile man towards Sesshōmaru. "It's been a while, hasn't it?"

"You may leave now Jaken." The small man bowed quickly before exiting the room as he was commanded. Sesshōmaru turned his focus towards the woman.

"You're late." Sesshōmaru barked as the woman removed her hat. Tsubaki looked just as youthful as Kagome, even though she was already in her early forties. But that was due to this woman's great love of plastic surgery. He had hired Miss Tsubaki Kuromiko to spy on Kagome and give him constant feed about her. Though she was rather expensive for a private investigator, she was definitely one of the finest that money could afford. She was able to tell him exact details of Kagome's pregnancy. She could gather audio of her conservations with doctors, friends, and even her husband. She was even able to get him a copy of the ultrasound picture, through unethical methods of course.

"A thousand pardons, my lord. There were some delays in the investigation."

"Do not waste anymore of my time with your excuses." Sesshōmaru growled at her as he set the glass down, with such force, he had scattered it. "Just tell me the information I am paying you for."

"My, aren't we impatient." Tsubaki teased as she reached into her handbag and pulled out a manila folder. "As I reported to you the other day, this Kagome woman had gone to the hospital exactly for the reason I had given. Apparently there were difficulties involving the child. The exact issues are unknown. But I was able to gather that the woman gave birth via C-section at approximately 10:42 PM, Thursday night. The child was a female, born nine weeks premature. Here is a picture of her." She pulled a picture of the tiny infant in the incubator. "She had been in the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit for the last few days due to her undeveloped lungs. I will be charging you extra for the picture by the way." But Sesshōmaru wasn't paying any attention to the talkative woman.

So it's a female. Sesshōmaru let out silent groan. He was hoping for a male heir. What a pity.

"What is the child's name?" Sesshōmaru interrupted the woman's rambling.

"The child has yet to be named." Tsubaki glared at him. She did not like to be interrupted when she spoke.

"Has it been reveal who fathered this child?" Sesshōmaru enquired, ignoring the woman's annoyance towards him.

"I'm afraid to inform that no paternity tests have been performed on this child as of yet. Nor have there been any scheduled for the near future. However, I would be more than happy to perform the test myself, my lord." Tsubaki flashed a grin on her face. "For an extra fee, of course."

Exactly the reason why I hired you. He though as he walked to the fire place. She knew all the details of the situation at hand, but she willingly did everything that Sesshōmaru had asked of her, in exchange for a substantial income. It was so easy when her morals are based solely on money. She would do anything, legal or not, if it meant a generous payoff. I'm sure you would sell your soul to the devil, for the right price.

"That is not necessary." Tsubaki's smile dropped. "You may leave now."

"But Lord Sesshōmaru…" Tsubaki tried to speak, but Sesshōmaru did not give her an opportunity.

"I will not pay you for something Inuyasha will do for free."

"Are you certain of that, my lord?" she questioned. "As I stated in previous reports, Inuyasha had made it clear that he would raise the child, regardless of who its father is."

"Of course I remember. But I can assure you that my half-brother is just as curious about the father of this girl as I am. All I need to do is wait until then." He turned to the woman again. "If you truly want a little extra, then bring me of Inuyasha in pure agony once he discovers the child is mine."

"How much extra, my lord?" Sesshōmaru had certainly sparked her interest.

"Bring me the picture, then it will be up for discussion. Now away with you."

"Of course, My Lord." Tsubaki turned to leave, but a thought had just occurred to her. "Lord Sesshōmaru," she started very guardedly. "Will you be visiting the child?"

"I said be gone with you, woman!" his roar echoing through the room like thunder. Without another word, she quickly took her leave, closing the door behind her. "Insolent woman," he said as he tried to regain his composure. But as much as he hated to admit it, the child did peak his interest. Especially if the child would bring nothing but pain and suffering to his half-brother.

"Inuyasha, I want you suffer." he glazed into the flames of the fire place. "Suffer just as I did."

A/N: In case you're wondering, yes. That is a valid defense in many rape cases. Learn that in my gender studies class. Just in case you're wondering.