Kagome entered her office after a day of stupid demons, and all she wanted was some alone time to de-stress.

Of course, instead of a coffee, she received a mountain of messy papers thrown on top of her desk like a molehill. Her eye twitched. It wasn't news that she was quick to emotions. Her temper was just as quick and explosive.

She slammed out of her office, making her way to where she could sense Koga, seemingly waiting around for her to burst through.

"Koga...!" Her hands slammed on the table, making it give out a threatening sound and Koga shot up like a cat instead of the wolf he was. He bristled, before realizing it was her.

"Oh Kagome, it's just you." He said in relief.

"What. Do you mean, 'it's just me?' You messed around in my office again, you dipshit! How many times do I have to tell you to keep your nose out of my things?!" Koga got distracted before she even finished talking. He was looking at something with a melancholic expression.

She walked around behind him and raised an eyebrow noticing what it was. Her temper cooled a little.

"Ayame, again?" He flinched away from her, hiding away the tribal hand weaved necklace Koga's ex had given her. Koga always seemed so unsure about her, wandering about her like he couldn't help avoid her, and yet couldn't leave her alone.

She sighed, pulling out the chair beside his and sitting on it. She was finally going to have that 'talk'.

Koga and her been engaged once. It had been fun and games, the whole time. She hadn't even realized how romantically uninvolved they were until the topic of Koga's pack came up. He kept talking about 'Ayame this' and 'Ayame that' and she had realized then that she had been playing a joke. They had both been playing a joke.

The next day, she had broken off the engagement. Thankfully, because Koga really didn't have any romantic feelings for her, they had managed to remain friends. She wouldn't say she hadn't been hurt, but she was glad she had found out before she actually got so committed to him.

That was the reason she could build herself up for something like this. She took a deep breath, put on a gentle smile and held his hands.

One day these hands had-

She shook the train of thought off.

"Koga." She said, and he looked up at her. His eyes seemed vulnerable, she briefly wondered what kind of damage she could do. "I knew from the moment you said her name. No, even before that. I knew from the look in your eyes when you thought about her," I used to think you were thinking about me, she didn't say, "You love Ayame."

Koga's eyes widened.

But not with surprised and shock of discovery.

But because she knew.

"They say women have an intuition for this kind of thing, so trust me when I say that she will be waiting." Koga's grip tightened, but he didn't look away. She wanted to cry. She wondered if he knew that.

"I think, if you go and look for her right now. You'll find her unmated, because," here she have a wry smile, "wasn't she always so obsessed with you? If there's one thing I have learnt, is that, a heart of a wolf demon is hard to change."

Koga winced. She guessed that answered a part of her query.

"Don't worry about me. I've been managing with a useless wolf demon at my back for quite a while. It'll be a relief to manage it alone." Koga took a breath, before leaning forward and hugging her. She stiffened for a moment before forcing herself to relax into it.

"Thanks, Kags." He smiled brightly at her. "I'll go check up on them. They're probably hiding up some backwater place of god-knows where." He snorted. He got up before looking back and hesitating. His smile faded.

"I'm really sorry, Kagome." She closed her eyes, letting her face relax into an easy smile she generally had on with Koga. She didn't want to see him leave either.

"Don't worry about it, you idiot. I'm always just fine."

(She missed the briefest look of regret flash over his face before he turned and walked away. He had a future mate to find, after all.)

Kagome opened her eyed to the empty doors swinging at his wake and wondered what they called this bitterness nestled in her heart.