Disclaimer: Inuyasha and all rights belong to Rumiko Takahashi.

Author's Note: Hello, everyone! Sorry for the long wait. I've been working on filming for the new Ben Affleck/Justin Timberlake movie, and it basically took up all my time this summer. Hopefully I'll be updating more frequently now. Thanks for reading!

Word count: 500


Their hotel was unlike anything Kagome had seen before in her life. It towered impressively over them, seeming to stretch infinitely towards the sky. Their bags were rapidly picked up by the concierges and they were checked into their bedrooms with rehearsed velocity.

Sesshoumaru handed her the card key for her room. "I have pressing matters to attend to. You may have a few hours to rest. All expenses will be catered to. Feel free to enjoy any of the resort's facilities."

Kagome beamed at him, and he noticed two cute dimples on her cheeks.

"Thank you, Taisho-sama."

"Hm," he replied gently before walking back to his car.


As the concierge deposited her bags by the doorway, she realized truly how impeccable her room was. 'It's bigger than my whole apartment!'

Fresh flowers decorated every corner of the ample space. The color palette used earthy tones and beiges that balanced out the room in a pleasant, comforting manner. The reception area stretched towards a living room, sleek, modern kitchen and two elegant wooden doors. The one on the far right led to a breathtaking bedroom, equipped with an enormous closet and dressing table.

She couldn't resist the temptation. With a running start, she dived onto the bed. It was plush, the satin sheets were cold and soft, and everything she'd ever dreamed of.

'I could get used to this…'

She heard someone clear his throat behind her. She'd completely forgotten about the employee. He had an amused expression on his face.

"I will be retiring now, Higurashi-sama. My name is Hiro. I will be your personal attendant during your stay. Taisho-sama has asked me to inform you that he will be awaiting you at the hotel's main restaurant this evening at eight, sharp on the dot, for dinner reservations."

"Oh!" She replied, sitting up from the bed. "Thanks! Let me walk you out."

They both reached for the door knob at the same time. And they both felt a strong jolt of electricity that shook their arms. He looked at her with incredulity; she with fear and confusion.

Hiro dropped his gaze to the floor, quickly shuffling his feet out through the door.

"Forgive me, miko-sama." Was all he said, leaving a very stunned girl alone in the room.


Kagome wrapped a plush towel gently around her wet mane, walking out the bathroom and towards the box that lay open on the bedspread. The necklace her grandfather had given her 'to protect' stared back at her, twinkling mischievously back at her.

She narrowed her eyes at it, but ceased almost immediately. She was just imagining things. The long trip, the alcohol, it was all in her mind…

But as she closed the box and put it back in the room's safe, she couldn't help but ponder on what the employee had called her. 'Miko-sama...'

Dressed and ready, she locked the door behind her, but could not stop feeling the past was about to catch up with her in unfathomable ways.