Kouga stared at the spectacle the two women were causing. Non-Germans were so odd to him. Why couldn't they just keep themselves calm and collected? Oh well, now was not the time to make comparisons between the German culture and the rest of the world. Clearing his throat, both women glanced up at him, Kagome wearing a sheepish grin. 'She's beautiful,' he thought. How anyone could possess such beauty shocked him to the core. Once again, now was not the time to think of this.

Kagome watched the prince with bright eyes, her smile wavering. Had she done something wrong? No, impossible. Kaede would have killed her by now if she had. Bringing herself up to her full height, much to her guardian's displeasure, Kagome waited to be addressed. She didn't have too long to wait.

"A lovely performance by a lovely woman."

Kagome blushed, averting her gaze. "Do you really think so? I was so nervous and I kept thinking that I would mess up! Do you think I messed up? I mean come on,"

"Kagome."

The teenager stopped short when she heard Kaede reprimand her. Mentally kicking herself, she at least had the decency to look embarrassed before the handsome Prince Kouga. Come to think of it, when Kagome looked at him more closely, she noticed just how good-looking he was. A set of azure blue eyes, bronze skin, a body to die for, silky black hair, and a wicked grin. It almost made the teenager drool.

Kouga noticed the dark-haired beauty's approving gaze. His grin seemed to just melt onto his lips, fangs poking out at the corners. So she liked what she saw, eh? Well, he would just have to keep that in mind.

"What can we do for you, my lord?" the old woman grumbled. My, she wasn't all that pleasant.

"I came just to applaud this woman on her performance and learn her name. Since I have already done both, I feel the need to extend an invitation for her to come visit my family and me in my home. Does the fair lady accept?"

"Yes! Of course I do!" Kagome cried out. She looked like the cat that got the cream or something like that.

"My lord, are ye sure that you should be extending invitations to someone so young?" Kaede commented. 'Inviting someone under the drinking age none the less,'

"I am absolutely sure, Madame."

Kagome just about squealed with glee. Petite sized hands balling up into tiny fists, she had to resist the urge to jump up and down like a fool before the German Prince and behave like a proper young woman. What a drag.

"Now, before anything else is said and done, I must insist that I go along as well, my lord. I consider Kagome as my child and refuse to let her get too far from me."

Kouga looked a little displeased, but he agreed anyway. Kagome sighed. Great, now Kaede could chase off Prince Charming. It just didn't seem fair to her.

"Well then, ladies, I will take my leave." Kouga turned to face Kagome, taking one of her fisted hands into his own and easing it open. "I shall send an escort for you tomorrow in the early morning. Until then, good night." With that, Kouga brushed his lips over the dark-haired teen's knuckles then turned on a dime, leaving the young woman to fend off her hormones and a rather sour looking Kaede.

"Should this keep up, ye will be pregnant with his child within three months."

"Kaede?"

"Yes?"

"Please don't ever say something so lovely ever again." Kaede smirked.

As Kouga was retreating from the backstage, a fiery red-head intercepted him with a fierce shove. The prince was none too pleased, a growl ripping from his throat.

"You were with that singer, weren't you!" Ayame accused.

"Dear wife, is it really any of your business where I go?" Kouga sneered, eyeing his wife with a death glare.

"I knew it, you were with her! Kouga I will not tolerate you fooling around with some snot-nosed brat! In case you haven't remembered, I'm your wife! Pregnant with your child!"

Kouga sighed heavily, reaching up to rub his eyes. "Yes, Ayame, I know quite well that you are pregnant. How far along now, five months? You hardly ever let me forget,"

"With good reason!"

Kouga mentally berated himself for ever getting this woman pregnant. She was his wife, yes, but she had the voice of a crow and was always quick to accuse him of an affair with anyone. Hell, she had even accused him of sleeping with one of his rivals, Inuyasha of the Takeshi family; a family from Japan. 'Nothing like Kagome, though,' he thought. 'she has the voice of an angel and is quite…..intriguing' Kouga caught his track of thought before it could go any further. How did he always end up in these predicaments?

"Come now, Ayame, it is time for you to rest. It isn't good for the baby if you're always on your feet and stressing yourself out." That was when Ayame became the 'sweet and caring' wife she had always portrayed herself to be before his parents and grandparents.

"Oh, Darling, don't be silly! Our love provides me with enough strength to take on any challenge just to stay by your side!" The red-head had stars in her eyes.

"Yes, Ayame, I am sure of that."

AN: Please don't kill me, but I had to show SOME insight on the relationship between Kouga and Ayame. I myself don't like Ayame, but I'm finding her to be a fine character to play around with. Anyway, hope you'll review. Thanks!