A/N: You guys are so sweet. Thank you for the follows and reviews. I really didn't know what to expect with this story as it was impulsive, but I'm glad everyone is enjoying it. Also, I'm working on other chapters for other stories. So thank you, everyone, for your patience.

As always, sorry if there are any errors or hiccups. I'll try to get them taken care of this weekend.

Putting in hardwood floors was quite honestly one of the most frustrating things he had ever done. In fact, he would instead go back in time and have to endure the battle of Naraku all over again.

Okay, perhaps that was a bit dramatic, but right now, if nothing else, he wanted to scream at the world for the current situation everyone was in. There, in his home, were over twenty pack members, all trying to take on a different home project.

The once synchronized and efficient pack was now the opposite.

Some were painting. A few were pulling up the carpet in the guest bedrooms, while others were helping him put down the new flooring on the bare floors. All of them were conversing at once, and none had any regard for other speakers. Between that and all their auras and youki pulsing in different shades of emotions, Koga officially announced it for what it really was.

A shitshow.

They were a pack.

They were supposed to be in sync.

But the display of chaos he currently was witnessing assured him that no such thing was happening.

One group was grumbling about the weather.

Another was complaining about the situation at hand.

Even the pups were running amuck, and he swore to himself that if one of them bumped into him one again, he would surely snap. At such a thought, he debated on giving up all ideas of being productive and getting this house comfortable for everyone.

That had been the entire point of this. The house was purchased because it was cheap and had more than enough home projects that were needed. Oh, and its abundance of rooms. The moment he had seen the square footage, he knew it was essentially perfect.

With such thoughts and the world coming to a halt, he had figured why the hell not? Why not get the projects started and make it better for all that required sanctuary? Since many of his pack had returned, why shouldn't he make good use of all hands—or paws on deck?

"You okay, boss?" The cautious voice caught him off guard, and he turned to Ginta in surprise. He had been checking in him more often in the last 24 hours. Had he known? Did he sense the change?

"Just cooped up."

Vaguely he wondered if he was lying to him or himself. Was that truly the reason for his irritation and restlessness?

Ginta nodded knowingly.

Wolves weren't meant for this.

To be stuck indoors for several months at a time.

When the pandemic had first occurred, they had scoffed at such ridiculousness. After all, the last time something had managed to harm their kind as a whole had been so long ago—the times of the disgusting atomic weapons that the humans had created.

Yet, the feeling of superiority didn't last long as they quickly realized that both humans and Youkai alike were not immune to the dangers of this pandemic.

With such knowledge came self-preservation.

Within days, the rumors of the dangers caused many of the pack to return. Once there, Koga made the order to remain there until the situation resolved itself. Luckily for him, not all came. If they had, he wondered if they would have been able to house everyone comfortably.

Well, if not, they had always had the cabin settlement in the mountains. But that would have required moving the entire pack far further than he desired. Instead, the nearest pack members and those that needed assistance had come to him while the rest stayed safely with their families and checked in periodically.

That had been 6 months ago.

To everyone's displeasure, the pandemic still raged, and no end was in sight. Of course the universe would try to find a way to eliminate or put their kind in danger once more.

Suddenly the sound of the doorbell to his house brought him out of his thoughts, and confused, he stood up to glance out the window.

Delivery.

The meant that the food would finally be here.

His eyes lit up in anticipation, and briefly, he thanked the gods for allowing such a crucial problem to be fixed...even if it had resulted in memories flooding back.

Allowing a few minutes for the driver to put everything on his doorstep while maintaining a safe distance, he stepped outside as soon as he saw the man drive away.

There, in front of him, must have been at least fifty full bags of food.

With a sigh of relief, he stepped out to begin bringing the food in. Instantly, he heard yelps of happiness from the pups upstairs. Everyone had been growing tired and irritable as the food storage had gotten smaller and smaller. When the food continued to diminish and no restock occurred, panicked then began to set in.

Now, to see the food here and available was nothing short of a morale boost for his entire pack.

Could they have survived? Sure, but it would have required them to go outside and put everyone at risk from possible exposure. That alone made his hair stand on edge. Then there had come the thoughts of if they would even be able to hunt enough food in the city of Tokyo. Perhaps, if they were lucky.

But it wasn't a chance he desired to take.

With a nod of his head, he gave the approval for everyone to assist with the retrieval of groceries.

Fresh air would do them some good.

One by one, each pack member grabbed a few bags, relished in the nice weather, and then began to head inside. With a grin that showed off his feeling of accomplishment, he silently gave thanks to the agent on the chat.

The woman that had unknowingly shared her name.

Flickers of the priestess from long ago once more began to surface in his mind.

"Don't worry, Koga, of course, I'll help!"

"No worries, what do you need, Koga?"

"Inu Yasha, you have to help them. Now!"

She really had been an angel.

Helping those in need and without so much as a second thought. How many times had she assisted with healing his pack members? Or the time she had forced Inu Yasha to help in mid-battle with Naraku to protect one of his wolves even though it had resulted in the half-breed injuring himself.

A sad grin surfaced as he let the memories flood him, and the pain began to emerge.

But, his pack never let him hold on to such emotions for long. Almost instantly, one of the pups youki spiked with shock and then excitement.

"Koga, you ordered chocolate cake?!" The happiness in the pup's question was not lost on him as he eyed the youngling skip inside with protective hands around the dessert. In fact, he was sure he heard the pup growl lowly when another youngling tried to see what was being guarded so fiercely.

Chuckling, he wondered what else had been added.

"Hey, boss?"

Turning his gaze to Hakkaku, he lifted a brow in inquiry as his best friend handed him a bag with wide eyes. Unsure of what to expect, he looked at the bag with confusion.

There, on the bag, was the receipt. Yet, that wasn't what got his attention.

No, it was the sticker that was on the receipt.

There, smack dab in the middle of the receipt, was a sticker of a Wolf howling at the moon and a tiny scribbled note that said, "They're lucky to have you. Stay Safe—Kagome."

Next to the words was a smiley face.

All color draining from his face, the wolf prince tried to shut down the thoughts of a possibility of her.

But it was too late.

Instead, his heart longed for there to be such a chance. A chance of her survival. How he wanted nothing more than the woman he had loved to be alive. Still, he knew such a request was nothing short of impossible.

But, as he looked back at the sticker, his hope did not diminish.

Instead, it grew.

It was strange how much hope could come from a damn sticker and just a name.

A/N: Thanks for giving this story a chance so far. I have ideas, like with my other stories, but just need patience and time to add chapters-and preferably a muse that doesn't abandon me. As always, reviews are appreciated and looooved.