Oh my God! I can't believe a month has passed since my last update. Let me first apologise for the late update, I was in a bigger anime funk than I could ever imagine. And to make matters worst this chapter was hell to write, because the original plan I had for it did not come out the way I had hoped, and that caused me to go into a writers block. So I feel that is chapter is not up to par but I needed to get it out. So I do apologise for any mistakes may it be grammatical etc.

Warning: Kagura's potty mouth (I always felt that if Kagura was never under Naraku's control she would act like this) Sesshomaru's a bit OOC and Yoshio schemes.

P.S. I am obsess with Beyonce's album, so don't mind the lyric I placed in this chapter.

Before I let go on with reading this chapter, I have gotten some PM asking me if I am any social medias. The answer is yes. I have a facebook (don't really use only to take with my anime group), twitter, tumblr and instagram. If you would like to know any of these to just leave a PM or ask for it in a review.

Will onwards to the story.

I just wanna say, you're mine, you're mine
I just wanna say, you're mine, you're mine
Fuck what you heard, you're mine, you're mine
All I'm really asking for is you
You're mine, you're mine
I just wanna say, you're mine, you're mine
Fuck what you heard, you're mine, you're mine
As long as you know who you belong to

Mine - Beyonce ft. Drake

Chapter 25: Mine

It was such an unexpected response, that no one could react.

The connection of silk over steel knuckles to the angled jaw line of one of the visitors echoed louder, than that of the sound of his polished shoes scrapping against the cemented outdoor as he stumbled backwards, his back connecting into the railing. The metallic bars vibrated against the weight and the clapped hand wrapped its finger around the handle as slowly white iris turned red glared at the up started wind sorceress stomping forward with her fist raised.

Before anyone could say a negative response against the assault, the snapping crackle repeated itself just as sharp and sickening as the fist struck another soft texture of flesh for a second time, hitting its target. From her standpoint, Kagura stared dangerously narrowed eyed the two taller youkais shooting daggers of disdain against her way.

She could give the slightest care about punching two of the most important youkais in the city.

"How dare you," Naraku's steely voice rose as he pushed himself off the porch rail. "I should have you arrested for assault!" The side of his once smooth, unblemished skin was quickly taking on a deeply awful shade of violet. It was a very noticeable hue against his skin tone.

"Call the cops!" Kagura exchanged her lethal glare from the raging ruby to the never ending glowing of amber, Naraku easing himself up to his full height, gaze licked with hatred and warning. The only thing Kagura seemed to be wary of the possibility of being doubled team and if these two youkais thought just because she was female, that they had an edge, they would be sadly mistaken.

Thinking for the sake of Kagome's eyes, Kagura was quick to close the door behind her, sealing away the view of what could soon end up being World War III. Just as she turned from shutting, the door her face nearly collided with a silky wall of neatly pressed shirt and a peek of pectorals, rising from the triangle show.

"Move," She heard the demand rumble with superiority. Sesshomaru kept the space between himself and the wind sorceress to merely a foot, eyes boring into the wench to exert intimidation. "Don't make this Sesshomaru repeat himself."

Kagura shook her head in retaliation, pushing the daiyoukai back from her personal space. "If you ever dare, you better be prepared for the consequence." Again, the wind sorceress looked from the hanyou to the daiyoukai, somewhat stunned that her punched had actually connected with both of them. Both were sporting some rather nasty colour bruises, she knew that would clear up soon. Nevertheless, here they stood, both erect for battle and eyes so frosted over, Kagura was sure the temperature had drop.

Naraku recovered from his painful shock, just enough to step a little closer, "Move Kaze, last and final request."

Kagura cocked an eyebrow at the two pompous jerks. "Who do you think you, you know what, screw this. I'm saying this one last time." She pointed her manicured thumb in the only opposite direction they could have come from. "Leave, before I give you both matching bruises on your other cheeks."

Not one to be threatened, Sesshomaru rounded Naraku until he was inches from Kagura's dace. "Don't make promise you can't keep."

Kagura growled at Sesshomaru. "Bastard," she started low and roughly growled. "You better take a step back. I can assure you now, you don't want to go around with me, inu."

It was Naraku to bring himself in Kagura's face. "You've been warned Kaze."

"Fuck the both of you. Neither of you are getting in." Kagura moved her body between the youkais and her family's door to prove her point. "So who wants to feel my wrath first?"

"Disrespectful wench," Naraku spat quietly.

"Your mother, you bastard."

Naraku blinked, unsure if he had heard correctly. "Excuse me?"

"Your. Mother. You bastard!"

"How dare you - "

Footsteps was heard coming from behind the closed door and nasally cries, grumbles grew louder with each padded step until everyone turned at the precise instant, the door was yanked in and emerged an angry Kagome. "Could you fools keep it down," she hissed. "My babies are trying too - what in the world?" Upon seeing, the nasty coloured bruised on each of her employers, Kagome's gasped rung out against Kagura's ear like hot steam as she stepped around to get a closer look.

Immediately connecting the dots, Kagome placed her left hand over her mouth, stunned. "Kagura what did you do?" She growled as she hurried to Sesshomaru first to look over his bruised cheek before casting her surrogate sister a cruel eye. "What were you thinking?" Kagome timidly turned around to Sesshomaru's face, her eyes messaging numerous apologies as she reached out to softly cup, her hand on the daiyoukai's face, feeling the slight heat gradually coming forth.

"What the hell did you think I would do? They needed someone to knock them off their high horses," Kagura argued as if it was the most obvious thing to do.

Kagome had by this time, staggered over to study Naraku's face as well, nodding her apology. "Did you forget where my pay checks come from? Are you trying to get me fired? You punched not one but both of my bosses!"

"I dare them to fire over this. Then I won't have a reason to hold back!"

"Kagura relax," Kagome shot back angrily, rolling her eyes as she turn to the two guests who were just as angry. "I'm so sorry for this. Kagura's just -"

Naraku raised his hand to stop the unnecessary apology and defence, "No need for you to apologise for this," he looked at Kagura up and down with disdain. "Savage's actions. She clearly was not brought up with any ethics."

"What was that?" Kagura shoved Kagome to the side, squaring herself in Naraku's face. "You better watch what you say to me."

"Incompetent witch," Naraku rolled his eyes, resisting the urge to put his hand on the onna. "You yap more than an injured inu."

Naraku's comment got a growl from Sesshomaru.

"Enough,' Sesshomaru barked. "This Sesshomaru did not come here to listen to your petty arguments." His glowing amber settled softly towards Kagome. "How is he?"

The soft usage of her employer's voice was not one Kagome was use too, but it did put her at ease to see Sesshomaru's caring side. "He's fine. Just taking a nap in the bedroom."

"And yourself?" Sesshomaru neared her, eyes steadily focused over the heart-shaped face and gently blue eyes.

Kagome swallowed. "Good. Just worried about Shippo is all." She did not think wise to mention the reporter, lest she wanted to see Sesshomaru riled up again.

"May I see him?"

Another surprise. Sesshomaru asking for permission? "Uh," Kagome shrugged, stepping aside to allow Sesshomaru through, "Ok, he's down the hall, turn to the left it is the first door - huh?" She froze when her left cheek was suddenly cradled between pale, clawed fingers, shifting her face to meet with glowing amber.

"Come," she heard Sesshomaru commanded and numbly nodded, looked in that hypnotizing stare from those amber eyes. The daiyoukai and miko, not breaking eye contact, walked inside the apartment towards the bedroom. Sesshomaru's hand had since fallen from Kagome's cheek, to interlock their fingers as if it was an everyday display of affection between them. There was not much to think about, it was just happening. Kagome tightened her fingers around his and led him to the kits' bedroom.

All the while, Naraku stood quietly irritated and disappointment at the somewhat lacking reception of his being by the miko, and debated with himself whether he should just leave. From his position outside the half jarred door, he watch the small display of affection between Sesshomaru and Kagome as if they were used to doing so, he hadn't even realise that his nails were digging into the palm of his hands.

His coiled fist slowly loosen and the tremor of his shoulder went lax in a defeated posture, deflating all obvious signs of jealously as he made to step inside - only to be roughly pushed against the doorframe by a flat palm, when he accidently collided into Kagura who was about to walk in at the same time.

"Watch it," The wind sorceress chastised.

Naraku closed his eyes, mentally counted from one to ten in his mind three times in three different languages before following, despite nearly having his nose broken by a slamming front door.

The visit was not going as he had hoped, nor did he see himself getting a chance with Kagome, especially if he had the damn wench to deal with and Sesshomaru's involvement around. Taking a deep breath, he sighed to himself, closing the door behind him and instantly coming in sight of an overprotective Kagura standing in front of the hallway entrance.

This created a stalemate between the pair and Naraku took up a similar stance, standing wide legged, shoulders pulled back and chin jutted with his arms folded. "Problem?" he questioned.

"You are not getting back there," Kagura snapped, as she leaned, against the hall corner frame. "You will wait your damn turn."

"Excuse me?" Naraku sneered, eyes slitting daringly. "I do not need your permission to do as I see fit."

"And that will be?" Kagura yawned in boredom. "To stress out my best friend with your shit?"

"I didn't come here - "

"Look, whatever. You can disagree all you like." Kagura's face suddenly hardened. "You are not getting back there. So sit your ass down."

"I never," Naraku huffed angrily. "How dare you talk to me like that."

"You are still standing because?"

Naraku's mouth snapped shut, as he flipped a stray lock of inky hair off his shoulder and came to stand directly in front of Kagura's face wishing she would raise her hand to him again. Instead, he opted her leaning against the opposite corner past, legs crossed at the ankles as he studied Kagura closely, while taking up a causal smirk. "I'll stand here just fine."

Kagura shrugged not caring one way. "Do what you want. But make one false move I'll take you down."

"Hn, I highly doubt that."

"We'll see bastard."

Naraku snorted. "Unsightly wench."

"Stuck up prick." Kagura shot back.

Naraku went ridged. "Uncouth savage."

"Tight lipped asshole."

…This was going to be a long visit.

XXX

The beige door that protect the two tiny kits inside, was quietly twisted and pushed in a bit - except when the door clicked, it was abruptly pulled back by a larger hand over the porcelain knuckles and brought it up to a pair of thin, yet soft lips for a kiss.

Kagome's tiny gasp could hardly be heard but the shiver that ran through her body when Sesshomaru's smothering eyes connected with hers could be seen.

"You've been avoiding this Sesshomaru," Sesshomaru silently accused, while pressing a lingering kiss to each finger. "Explain."

How could she answer? Every time she tried to open, her mouth to answer a moist caress was tickled over her skinny digit and vastly moving on to the smooth surface of her palm. The pounding sensation of her heart was all she could focus on.

"Kagome," Sesshomaru began again just as soundless and sensual. "Explain." Another suckling kiss tingled on the youthful skin.

Kagome gently pulled her hand free to clear her mind and cradled the sexually abused appendage to her bosom as she thought of the best way to explain to this fine specimen why she was avoiding him. "Needed to clear my mind." Her bottom lip was pulled between her teeth as she went on. "Everything is just happening too fast."

"Is your friend always so hospitable?"

"Yes - I mean no - I mean," Kagome let out a sigh, "She's just protective. Kagura's has always been like that, making sure that I'm doing well etc."

Sesshomaru arched a brow, "By placing her hand on someone's person."

"She knows you," At the deadpanned expression, Kagome let out a giggle, at the pathetic attempt to defend her friend's action. "It's just Kagura thinks that well…you and Naraku are pressuring me" She looked down as she twisted a lock of her hair.

"Do you feel pressured?" Sesshomaru asked, rubbing a digit over her cheek. "As I said before, I would not rush you into anything, but I need to know if you are willing to be by my side." The crook of his index, curled underneath Kagome's chin, bringing those bright blue eyes to meet his. "What have I done thus far?"

"Nothing," Kagome sighed, shaking her head. "I want this to work. I am just - I am worried Natsu was the only demon I have ever been with, and you know how that turned out. Your status would mean that I would not be able to have a normal life." Again, she shook her head, averting her eyes to look at the carpeted floor. "I wouldn't know how to be. Is it right to be together?"

"Would it be wrong not to be?" Kagome flinched when polished leather shoes came into her line of vision before the brush of cloth softly clashed into her tank top and the press of a pointed nose settled in the crook of her neck. Long arms circled around her waist, leaving no space between them.

Taking the scent of lavender and rain of the miko's scent, Sesshomaru's breath warmed the side of Kagome's neck for every word whispered. "If this Sesshomaru have indeed pressured you then accept my apology. However you," He sharply breathed in letting her scent marinate his taste bud. "You intrigue me…Kagome," The damning name was muffled against the flesh. "Don't deny us this opportunity."

"Sesshomaru…" Swallowed around the fast beating heart, she unconsciously raised her hands to grip the clothed plumps of muscle hidden beneath. Sesshomaru let out a soft purr from the gently contact but he maintained his cool, not wanting to push the tiny miko. For the time being he would let Kagome lead the pace.

Sesshomaru pulled his head to see the emotions rolling in those round blue eyes, wondering what her next move would be.

Kagome let herself be swallowed up by those haunting amber eyes. Her tongue shyly lapped over the bottom plump of her lips to moisten the sudden dryness.

Sesshomaru's eyes shot directly to the pink dart for a second, before returning his eyes to those mirror-like eyes.

Then it happened. Softly, yet firmly, Kagome lifted her head, annoyed at herself for acting like a coward. She knew what she wanted. She was only denying herself because she did not want the baggage that followed. She had told Yoshio that whatever awaited Sesshomaru and her that they would get through it together.

So she leaned in, connecting their lips together briefly, before pulling back to see Sesshomaru's action.

For Sesshomaru, the instant he felt those soft plump lips against his, he took the time to savour the feel and taste of the tiny miko. So sudden it had been. If only he could -

Kagome leaned in kissing him once again, this time it was lingering and daring as she squeezed his pectorals while simultaneously sucking his bottom lip. In a flash his beast demanded more, and his embrace tightened and Kagome's arms circled around his neck, both of them fitting their bodies together perfectly.

Sesshomaru did not like that fact that it was quick, but Kagome assured him, with a few more lingering kisses before breaking off the intimate action.

"Slowly," She whispered against Kagome's lips. "One step at a time."

"Hn," Sesshomaru leaned in for one more peck and then placed one on her forehead. "One step at a time."

Kagome pulled free to open the door, gesturing to Sesshomaru to be as quiet as possible.

The door squeaked against the plush carpet into the twin's room. The sound though quiet, was disruptive to a certain ginger kit. Shippo whimpered against the cushion of his pillow. One of his balled paws rubbed over drowsiness of his right eye as he weakly turned over to discover the source of the disturbance.

At first, he could not make out the figures coming towards him due to being medicated, so he tried to sit up to get a better look only to pushed back gently by soft hands.

"No, sweetheart, you need to lie back down," Kagome softly chastised as her weight dipped the bed to one side, slightly rolling the tiny kit. Using her right palm, Kagome felt Shippo's brow cheeks and underneath his chin, just to confirm that his temperature had not spiked. "How are you feeling now?"

Shippo shook his head weakly and pointed at his head, with the only verbal response being a cough. Kagome knew because Shippo was a full-youkai it would take a while before the medicine to full effect.

Kagome scooted up the bed, pulling the covers back a little to allow some cool air in. "Guess who is here to see you."

"Who?" Was the scratchy question by Shippo. He watched as his mother lean back, and with some effort on his part angled his to look pass his mother and both eyes widen a small fraction at seeing a familiar face. On cue, a quirky small smile, along with the slight thumping sound made by a wagging tail, a timid happy word escaped. "Sesshou."

Sesshomaru stepped forward, crunching down by Shippo's head, to allow him to see him better. "Heard you were sick, pup."

"Mmm Mmm, " Shippo once again pointed to his head, while giving Sesshomaru a teary-eyed look.

Sesshomaru realised a sound that Kagome could only describe as a purr while rubbing Shippo's jaw. The sound was reserved to settle pups, which seemed to be doing the trick as Shippo nuzzled into Sesshomaru's palm. "You're going to get better for this Sesshomaru?"

The ginger kit nodded, titling his head looking left and right, then turning his questionable eyes back on Sesshomaru.

"Rin's home," Sesshomaru answered the wordless question. "However she wanted me to give you this." Reaching inside his pocket a pulled out a small green car and placed it in Shippo's hand.

Kagome looked from the gift to Sesshomaru, her eyes also questioning where her hime was. Sesshomaru mouth that she was home with her nanny and they both turn to look at Shippo who was admiring his gift. Shippo's eyes returned to look at Sesshomaru a small smile still on his lips.

He seemed so fragile now, something that disturbed Sesshomaru, and before anyone could comprehend, Sesshomaru was leaning over, brushing away Shippo's band s to kiss the warm forehead. He allowed the contact to linger before moving away and releasing another purr.

The gesture, was so unpredictable and unbelievable that it stirred a wild flutter in Kagome's chest. Watching the contact between Shippo and Sesshomaru, was like watching a father-son moment. Every detail seemed to come in a slide show as Shippo wrapped his arms around Sesshomaru's neck, nuzzling his cheek in Sesshomaru nose and soon his breathing became even, a sign that he had fallen back asleep.

Sesshomaru stayed in that position for a moment not realising he had closed his eyes, he open them to see those bright emerald eyes hidden away under pale eyelids. It would seem that his beast believed that Shippo was not only pack but also its own pup to look after.

Moreover,…

Sesshomaru suddenly stood, crossing the room over to Kurama's bed where the wild sleeper was arranged in an untamed disarray of limps and hair all over the bed. On a single impulse from having seen Rin's sleeping pattern, Sesshomaru bent over, pulling Kurama's legs underneath the comforter and pulling his arms back, tucking the blanket beneath his neck and brushing over his bangs.

During his little mother hen display over the red haired kit, Kagome had come to stand next to him, folding her arms at the oddly affectionate daiyoukai. "You're just a regular old nanny aren't you?" She teased.

"Hn," was Sesshomaru's reply.

Making sure everything was in place, Sesshomaru stated on for a while. With nothing out of place, he brushed back Kurama's bangs as well and laid a kiss on his forehead. Kurama's face crunched and his tiny paws came to swipe at the nasty kiss then his face relaxed into a shy smile.

"Brat," giggled Kagome.

Sesshomaru stood up at full height, reaching out his arm to wrap around Kagome's shoulder, tugging her closer until the miko was by his side. He did not say anything, instead he opted for having his miko close. No words were needed, and both simply enjoyed the silence and comfort of each other.

In the midst of the quiet, Sesshomaru had manoeuvred Kagome's body to the front of him, wrapping his arms around her waist until they were fully compressed together. Kagome sighed in the embrace, with Sesshomaru's profile peeking over his shoulder, nose buried into her neck, Kagome started humming softly as they gently rocked from side to side.

If felt so right being held by this powerful being.

It was perfect. Kagome could not imagine anything better. Being held so snuggle and secured in Sesshomaru's arms she could not help but feel as if this was what I felt like. The children…

If felt like they were a family. A real life family. Moreover,…she loved it.

XXX

Naraku was getting annoyed with this little wench's obnoxious attitude, guarding him like she was a police k-9. He had been sitting here for the past 45 minutes, having not heard a word from either Sesshomaru and Kagome since they both had disappeared to the back and every second they were gone, his chances to claim Kagome as his depleted.

His leather shoes tapped against the carpet, his body was leaned over, elbows supported on his knees and hands cupped in front of his mouth only his blazing ruby eyes shooting death towards the irritating wind sorceress.

"You know," Kagura looked at her manicured nails in boredom. "You're so desperate, you know that?"

Naraku grinded his teeth, still tapping his foot.

"If I was going after someone, who showed interest in another, I would have let them go long time." Said Kagura still not looking up from her nails. "It's pretty obvious who she is interested in. You are simply an option. Why not move on with your life?"

Naraku's eyes darted towards the hallway, calculating the different possibilities of him taking his chances to find out what those two was up to.

Kagura sighed. "What is taking those back there so long. Does not take that long to check on a - " When Naraku shot her the coldest flare, it caught her so off-guarded that she squirmed in her seat. She was wondering what caused that look - oh, Kagura directed her gaze down toward the hall and just realised how quiet it was back there. "Oh, oh…OH!" No wonder the spider hanyou was upset.

This wench was a complete idiot. Naraku had no time to waste and stood up to investigate the matter.

However Kagura was on him before he could step a foot past the hallway barrier, her trustee hand fan out just in case. "Hold up!"

"Move," Naraku sneered.

Kagura looked Naraku up and down. "You better sit back down hanyou. I've already said you are not getting back there."

Naraku folded his arms, his dangerous gaze becoming even more intimidating. "Last warning Kaze," In one fluid stop, Naraku was before Kagura, showing Kagura their foot difference in height. Naraku narrowed his gaze, hardened tougher than rubies until he levelled it to Kagura's dull red eyes. "Get out of my way."

Kagura swallowed, trying to act as if the hanyou was not intimidating her, "Hell. No - hey!

Naraku's hand clamped around her left arm, roughly yanking her full-bodied out of his away with mild force and staked passed the surprised Kagura without looking back. Kagura's mouth opened then closed with a click, as no words came out due to the action of the hanyou. He went from being someone she thought she could push round to that of a rough neck.

It would serve him right if he walked in on something he should not see.

…But then again, maybe this would be the wake-up call he needed.

Naraku remembered the directions that Kagome had given Sesshomaru, heading straight for the kits' bedroom.

At first, he simply listened at the door, hoping he would not hear anything misleading. Snapping out of the cowardly façade, he straightened his shoulders back, chin out and opened the door without knocking.

The door swung open onto a scene that he known deep down would be there. Witnessing it truly hurt more than he thought.

There on the floor of the tine twin's bedroom, lying calmly and asleep, maybe on Kagome's part, were Sesshomaru and Kagome like how they had been in the elevator those weeks ago.

Only this time, it was Sesshomaru's arms fastened around Kagome's body, with the miko trapped between his thighs and her head against his chest looking so peaceful. There in plain sight were their hands interlocked tightly in an obvious show of their affection for one another.

Naraku grind his teeth together as he clenched and unclenched his fist, as the hurt and anger rolled through him.

Sensing Naraku even before he opened the door, Sesshomaru decided it was time to acknowledge the hanyou's presence.

Amber eyes locked on the ruby ones, as Sesshomaru tightened his arms around Kagome's body, eyes becoming slender.

Naraku mimic a similar expression, his lips grimly thinned out as he sighed through his nose. Looking over Kagome, he notice just how peaceful and calm she was.

Slowly Naraku's own face, expressed the sadness he was feeling. With a quick glance at each of the kits, he looked back at Sesshomaru. "Tell her, I saw the kits while she was resting." Moreover, he left, not caring whether Sesshomaru agreed or not.

He did not care anymore. Inside he could not stand what he saw; he only needed to get far away.

He passed Kagura on his way out the front door he was on autopilot. He gave off the false imagery of being strong and prideful, unfazed by the event. He looked the part as well.

If only if that was so.

…He was hurting inside, but his pride refuse to make him accept it.

The pain was only heightened by it.

XXX

For the past three days, she had called many times but got no answer.

Kagome sighed, hanging up her cell after calling Naraku for the fifth time today as she browsed through the racks looking for cooling pads and children, preferably youkai, medicine for headaches. Shippo's illness was stabilising but still unnerving. His headaches were still a problem and last night he complain about them being more frequent, so Kagome had asked Kagura if she could watch the twins while she went out.

One her way to the pharmacy, she thought over what occurred a couple of days ago when she came from the bedroom with Sesshomaru.

The daiyoukai had explained to her what happened when Naraku had come inside and if it was not bad, enough Kagura had said the hanyou had left without saying goodbye. Since then Kagome had been relentlessly trying to contact Naraku every second she got. She had called the office several times only to be told by Byakuya that he was not taking any messages at this time.

It bothered Kagome tremendously because she knew she was the reason Naraku was avoiding her. She felt stupid. She should have told Naraku, that she and Sesshomaru was trying to pursue a relationship with each other. However, she was so enamoured she had not even considered Naraku's feelings in this drama.

Kami, she wished she could set down with the hanyou and discuss this whole mess. Throughout their time together, Kagome looked up to him as a mentor and a friend. Naraku was someone she wanted to keep in her life for as long as possible.

It was just she could not envision him being in her life the way she did with Sesshomaru. It just could not work.

Not in the way, Naraku wanted. Kagome wished she could see it but she could not.

She just could not.

"Oh Naraku," she sighed to herself.

"Naraku? As in Naraku Onigumo?"

Kagome turned around at the familiar voice of a miko she was positive that she had gotten rid of.

There standing in a sleeveless Chevron stripes tight-woman's sheath dress and white pumps, was Tsubaki, with a fake smile on her face and pen in hand.

"What do you want?" Kagome asked suspiciously.

"On nothing. I just happened to be looking when I saw you," Tsubaki said smiling. "It seems that fate is on my side today. I was just thinking I might have had to bring this interview to your home."

"I dare you," snorted Kagome. "I have nothing to say to you." She was not about to waste her time dealing with this snake and turned on her heels dismissing any further conversation.

However, it would seem that Tsubaki could not take a hint, as she came to walk in step with Kagome. "So tell me Ms. Higurashi, I've heard rumours that you were playing both men. Is it true you're double crossing two of the wealthiest youkais in the city for their riches or a possible chance at getting up in the world?"

"Excuse Me? No!" Kagome snapped angrily. "Just leave me be. You know nothing."

"So, then there is some level of truth to this since you neither denied nor confirmed a love triangle between you three? Very interesting." She mumbled jotting down notes.

"I have already explained nothing is going on," Kagome was not going to allow herself to be trapped and hurried off to leave her behind, turning into another row.

This did not deter Tsubaki, as she kept following while asking questions. "So who do you hope to trap in your lust spell? Sesshomaru or Naraku? Or are you hoping to keep both enamoured of you? Do you fear the criticism you may get should the public find out your involvement with these two youkais? How will you feel if people deem you an unfit mother to your kits? Do you think your kits will have a low opinion of ningen women with you being another youkai's bed mate -"

Kagome's palm was flying before she could stop it from connecting to Tsubaki's face. The reporters lost her balance and landing on her backside.

"Don't you ever let me kits ever come out of your filthy mouth again." Kagome growled. "Sesshomaru's and I relationship is nobody's business but ours ok? So leave!" Huffing, Kagome once against twisted on her heels and left the dazed miko on the floor.

All the while Tsubaki simply stood, holding her stinging cheek, upholding her fake smile and reached into her pocket to click off the recorder. She also took out her cell and dialled her employer.

The phone rang three times before a sultry baritone answered. "Have you done it?"

"Yes, sire she was hostile like you predicted."

"Hn, very good. Did you get what we needed?"

Tsubaki's eyes sparkled in glee. "Yes sir, I have want you asked for."

"Perfect," Yoshio purred. "Prepare for the next stage. Let us see how much pressure Ms. Higurashi can take before cracking."

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