'Officer, what are you doing?'

Sango jumped badly, nearly knocking over her coffee, and minimising her screen.

She was at work, and supposed to be doing it, there in the crowded area where about fifteen others worked.

Well, mostly.

She knew for a fact that the guy across from her was asleep with his feet up on the desk.

She looked around, to see her boss approaching her.

She leapt to her feet. 'Yes, Lieutenant?'

'I want to talk to you in my office.'

He had one of about three offices that had four walls, the res was holding cells around the corner.

Strangly, no one had desks near that corner of the room.

He turned towards the heavy-glass door, and opened it for her.

Worridly, she entered, her thoughts turning to her almost completely healed back.

'Sit down.' He said, taking his place on the office chair behind the desk.

She sat, fidgeting with her hands in her lap.

'I have two questions. Are you going to be continuing to file for fieldwork, with your condition?'

'Condition, sir? Are you referring to my back?'

'Yes.' He took off his glasses slowly. 'You never did tell me the circumstances to which your received such a grievous injury. Could you elaborate?'

Sango shook her head. 'I'm afraid it's a terribly long story, sir, and with all due respect, one that I don't have time for. But now, however, I am recovered to my fullest extent.'

He folded his fingers together and rested his elbows on his wooden desk.

'Good.' Something changed slightly behind his eyes, they almost softened, ever so slightly. 'I am eager to have you back onto the force. You are an asset to the team, Sango.'

She stood up, but he halted her with a guesture.

'One more thing.'

She turned immediately, and sat. 'Yes?'

'It has come to my attention that you have recently,' he paused, trying to find the right phrasing, and she was suddenly worried again, 'become a Mrs.'

'Yes, sir, but I still go by Officer.'

'I noticed. However, my question to you, is; will you continue to work with us after your first?'

Sango paused, turning red. 'Yes, sir, but I am unsure as to how long.' She looked up at him suddenly. 'You must understand, I intend to keep working for as long as I can, but should my situation change, I would…' she trailed off, she hadn't thought of that. 'I would,' she tried again, but looked away, before finally answering; 'I would give you plenty of warning.'

He nodded. 'Thank you.'

He was quiet for a beat, pulling a few files towards him, but then glanced up, with a you-still-here? look. 'You may go.'

She got up and left quickly, as soon as she was out of sight, she pulled out her phone.

Ring ring,

Ring ring,

Ring ring,

'Hello?'

'Miroku!'

'What is it?'

'I'm back on the force!'

'That's great! When did you hear this?'

'Now, my boss just told me.'

'Did he ask about…'

'Yeah.'

'What did you say?'

'I said, I'd give him plenty of warning.'

'About what? Isn't this about us being married?'

'Well, yes, he still let me back on, but he asked about, well, what came next.'

Miroku was quiet for a moment. 'Are you,'

'No,' she cut him off, 'but he's just preparing for the eventuality.'

'Alright. Still, can we talk about this when you get home?'

'Sure.' She looked around, to see about colleagues shooting a glare at her. 'I have to go,' she said, suddenly noticing just how quiet the office area was. 'I'm about to be brutally murdered for disturbing the peace.'

'Just walked into a quiet area? Got it. See you later.'

'Bye.'

She hung up, and turned back to her desk.

Sesshomaru walked back into his office, to hear a phone go off somewhere.

He sat down, and picked up the small pile of notes in his in-tray, with the usual post-it note on top.

He scanned the note, thumbing through the first page, before the phone again vibrated.

It was coming from a drawer in his desk, he unlocked it with a quiet click before picking up the annoyance.

'Hi.'

He was silent, and she continued.

'Can I just say how long it takes now to get through? What do you do, keep it in a locked drawer on mute?' She paused. 'Anyway, I think you should keep your guard up. I've just had a couple of phone calls, and I've made a few myself. Akuma's pulling a few of his old tricks, I would keep an eye on your higher-ups.'

'Why?'

'He's planning on using trickery, and I think he's trying to take over your company, the usual. Or make his larger then yours.' Again she paused, and he heard her mutter from a distance; 'that could be seen in another light and still be true.' She brought the receiver back to her ear. 'Akuma, apart from being able to convince anyone of anything, which is kind of the norm for lawyers, he's also an incredible hypnotist. He learnt it ages ago, but he's bringing it back into play now.' She muttered another comment; 'He only used to do it to-Anyway,' She addressed him again. 'I'm just saying, he could make you make some very bad decisions.'

There was the sound of something happening on the other side of the phone.

'Got to go. Bye.'

And she hung up abruptly.

A gangly teenager walked up to her.

'May I take your order?' Kagome asked, adjusting her apron slightly.

She was at work, and was working the till.

'Yeah, I'll take a cheeseburger, small fries and a diet water.'

'Sure.' She punched it in, then paused.

She glanced up at him, then asked in a bored tone; 'And what size do you want your diet water?'

'Medium, thanks.'

'Just a second.'

She went around to the back, and pulled out two regular water bottles.

Returning to the front, she called the customer over.

He strode over with a smug look.

She offered him the choice between two different brands, acting as if this was a perfectly normal request, and it actually existed.

The grin slipped off his face, and he chose the second brand seriously, struggling to keep a grin under wraps.

'Certainly.'

She returned to the back, grabbed a permanent marker and pulled the lid off with her teeth.

She went over the top corner of the label of the pump bottle, and wrote 'diet' in block letters.

She brought the order to the front, and with a completely straight face, gave the boy his order.

He bent and wrote something on his receipt, before leaving with his order, minus said receipt.

She looked down, to see he had written his name and number on the slip of paper.

She rolled her eyes, and crumpled it up, chucking it in the bin underneath the counter.

'Hi!' A bright voice said, and she looked up, to see Rin appearing.

'Hey, Rin. Do you need anything?'

'No, thanks. Oh, wait, some fries. No, a happy meal.' She rested her chin on a finger, trying to decide. 'No, just an iced tea, mango, please.' Rin asked, indecisive.

Kagome turned back, and grabbed one quickly.

Rin paid for it, but did not go immediately.

'Anything else?'

'Oh, I'm supposed to give you this.' She said, handing her a 'Terrific!' sticker.

Kagome nodded and took the sticker, shoving it in her pocket.

She served the next customer, before turned and asked the coworker next to her to cover for her, and slipped off to the bathroom.

She strode through, and slid into a cubicle, locking the door.

Pulling it out of her pocket, she peeled off the sticker and stuck it on her name badge with a smile.

It was then she saw the five smoothly handwritten words in the bottom corner of the paper underneath, that couldn't have been Rin's handwriting.

Akuma Naraku can do hypnotism.

She looked around, suddenly wary, before remembering no-one could see her.

Thinking back, it explained a lot.

Kohaku, that was what probably sealed away his memories.

And InuYasha must have been hypnotised, or mostly hypnotised anyway, it was the only thing that could explain the way he acted in that facility.

She paused. Then why isn't he affected now? She mentally hit herself on the head. Duh, Kikyou brought him out. Didn't he say that she worked for her father? And he did say things were weird until he met her.

The thought sent a tiny current through her heart, running through a few cracks, but she brushed it off.

This isn't the time to be jealous. She remembered briefly the friendly-yet-complicated relationship they had at the moment.

'Kagome!'

She jumped so badly she nearly fell off the seat.

'Boss says he isn't paying you to sit there.' A co-worker's voice continued, before the sounds of the door shutting.

She stood up, shoving the piece of paper into her pocket, and unlocked the cubicle door.

Hahahaha, love Sango and the prospect of motherhood.

I was going to name this chapter 'Two phone calls and a bottle of diet water', but they didn't have any songs called that.

I checked.

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