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She wanted to ignore her ringing cell phone, so she did.

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But it just kept on ringing and ringing and ringing until she finally grew irritated with it and shoved it up against her ear, "What?" She rudely greeted without even bothering to look at the caller display, taking a guess that it was Sesshoumaru.

"My, my ~ little Miko, is that any way you greet the Lady of the Western Lands?" It was the sleek sly voice of Sesshoumaru's Mother that had her sitting up on her couch instantly.

"Kimi-sama!" Kagome blinked blue eyes, certainly not expecting to hear from the demoness, "What is it?" She asked cautiously, since Kimi never really communicated with her unless it was for her amusement or benefit.

She was more manipulative than Naraku at times.

"As you know, my dear Sesshoumaru has left for Japan for a business deal," Kimi said in an overly-dramatic voice, "I am lonely without my precious pup to keep me company!"

"Didn't he leave Jaken with you?" Kagome was honestly dreading where this conversation was headed because it was actually rather... frightening (if that was the right word to describe it) to even be in Kimi's presence.

"That little Youkai?" Kimi asked vaguely and continuing on before letting Kagome to answer, "Little Miko, I am famished, so I wish for us to have lunch together."

Oh, Amaterasu-sama... she knew it.

"Well, I–" Kagome began, but was interrupted before she even really say anything.

"The little Youkai is waiting outside for you," Kimi suddenly stated, "So, I simply will not having you denying my kind offer!"

Kagome seriously felt like chucking her cell phone out the window, but instead, she made a glance out and felt her brow twitch when she noticed that a black limo was parked just outside her apartment complex indeed.

She wasn't getting out of this it seemed.

"Kimi-sama, I really should be studying," Kagome said weakly, quickly retreating from the window when she noticed the yellow bulgy eyes of Jaken glaring up at her window from the driver's seat of the limo, "Class starts again very soon."

"Surely you can spare me a few hours of your time?" Kimi's voice turned so sugary-sweet that it almost made Kagome wince, "Besides, I have come across a friend who wishes to see you fiercely."

The miko furrowed her brows, wondering who Kimi was talking about and cringed when the blaring horn of the limo sounded twice and she knew that Jaken was probably annoyed that he had to pick her up on Kimi's 'request'.

(It was probably more of a threat than a request, but it simply was how Sesshoumaru and Kimi came across naturally).

"Who?" Kagome asked warily, ignoring the loud sound as the horn blared a few times more.

"A man that you are intimately familiar with," Kimi's witty remark had Kagome feeling dread building up in her stomach, "I believe his name is Tony Stark."

Oh hell no!

"I refuse," Kagome said flatly, slumping back down on the couch and glaring at the wall, "But how kind of you to invite me, Kimi-sama." She said sarcastically.

"I thought you might say that, little Miko," She could practically see Kimi's smirk, "So, I sent you a little encouragement."

Kagome sat up again as someone knocked at her door the moment Kimi finished her words and she jumped in shock as the cheerful and very familiar. voice called out through her door.

"Kitten, it's best not to keep Mr. Jaken Kawatarou waiting!"

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Fuck her life.