A/N; Hey Everyone, I'm back-FINALLY. So sorry for the wait! My computer has been out since the end of summer and even still when I got it up n' running, I've been contemplating on how to do this chapter. Thank you so much for the reviews, you guys is the shit. It's hard to believe I have over three hundred reviews, and people still want to read this.

Obviously the story is no longer temporary .lol.

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha and Co. Just the story.

Chapter 15Pre Dance jitters

Kagura opened the doors to her dark apartment, tired, sore and heartbroken. 'I knew he wouldn't be here.'

Even though she was extremely disappointed in Sesshomaru, a small part of her was somewhat relieved that he wasn't home. She knew he'd be mad, and she really didn't feel like getting yelled at.

She sighed, throwing her purse on the couch. A sharp pain in her side made her grab her stomach and cringe. The baby had been kicking all day, like it knew her parents were fighting. "Shit."

Taking a seat, Kagura rested for the first time in a weak. The doctor said the baby was stressed and that she needed to take it easy for the rest of the pregnancy. 'We'll see how long that lasts.'

"Have a good time?"

A quiet voice came from the darkest corner of the room. Kagura grabbed her purse, reaching for her tazer. Then she remembered she wasn't the only person living here. The cold voice scared the shit out of her, before she realized who it was.

Sesshomaru's dark figured appeared from out of the shadows. He had been sitting in that chair for 17 hours, praying to God, Buddha and everyone else that his wife wasn't dead or behind some alley getting herself hurt. When she finally came home, he was on the verge of strangling her himself. An emotion that quickly dissolved after she had almost doubled over from the pain in her stomach.

Kagura turned on the lights, putting her tazer down, ignoring her fiancée. Sesshomaru blocked her way to the bedroom. "Where the hell have you been this past week?!"

She cut her eyes at him. "Oh? You noticed I was gone?" Rolling her eyes, Kagura shoved him aside, walking to the bedroom. He was right on her heels.

Sesshomaru's temper flared in his eyes but he held up controlled hostility. "Kagura we don't have time for these damn mood swings alright? I'm trying to make money here, for you and my child."

"Fuck you Sesshomaru! You may not have a child! Do you know that the baby isn't well?! No you didn't!!"

Sesshomaru felt like someone had knocked the breath out of him. "Kagura…."

"No." she shook her head stubbornly. "You're a sorry asshole! Work is the only thing you care about. I'm nothing but an accessory. Something you can fuck, impregnate and leave at your convenience."

How in the hell could she believe that? "Kagura, I'm sorry." "STOP! Just stop!!" She continued to scream at him.

"Stop what?" "Stop doing shit you're going to be sorry for later!! I …." Kagura stopped short, her knees giving out until she slid to the floor, screaming in agony.

"The baby!!" she cried. Sesshomaru fell right to her side. "What's wrong?! Kagura talk to me!"

Kagura continued to screech at the top of her lungs. Sesshomaru pulled out his cell to call 9-11, but he decided against it. 'They won't be here in time.' Picking her up, he ran to his car.

Putting his fiancée in the backseat, he jumped in the front, starting the engine. Kagura felt a major headache coming on as her stomach tore itself apart.

Kagome smiled through the mirror at her reflection. The dress she picked out was in the Hollywood terms, "to die for". Going to the dance with Iyan was her best decision yet. She didn't feel nervous, or scared, but oddly relaxed, being comforted by just being there with a friend.

What concerned her was her mother. Amaya had been acting weird lately. Too weird. Late walks at night, overworking late, and she couldn't even look her husband in the eye. 'I guess it's just stress…nah, ma is never stressed.

"Kagome are you done in there?!!" Miyaku called out from the other side of the dressing room. Kagome rolled her eyes with a smile. "Yeah, are you?"

"Yes. On the count of three, let's show each other our dress. One, two THREE!"

Both girls rushed out the dressing room, staring at each other. Miyaku's dress looked like she had just stepped out of Vogue. Very few people could pull off stripes, and she was one of those few. The dress was a black halter and white sequins stripes.

"Miyaku you look beautiful!" Kagome exclaimed. Miyaku blushed in her own girlish way, smiling at the dress.

"You think? I don't want the dress to over power me, you know make it look like I don't deserve to be in it."

"Are you shittin' me?! Miyaku you have the face of a goddess and the body of a model."

It was true, Just b/c Miyaku looked like a tom boy didn't mean she was built like one. It's a wonder how she hid the figure for so long. Something about this scene didn't seem right. Miyaku buying a dress? 'For who?' Kagome thought. Last time she checked, Miyaku wasn't dating anyone. Or was she?

"Miyaku?"

Miyaku stuck her head from out of the changing room. "Yeah?"

"Who are you going to the dance with?" Kagome asked. She watched Miyaku's face go pale. "N-no one." "Uh huh. Who's this no one?"

Miyaku didn't answer, so Kagome continued to interrogate, knowing her friend didn't do well under pressure. "Is he some one I know? Does he go to our school? Have I ever met him? Has he-"

"It's HITEN!!" Miyaku blurted out. Kagome froze. The awkward silence filled the space between them.

"Come again?" "It's Hiten." Miyaku sighed. She had been avoiding this moment forever, knowing Hiten and Kagome weren't exactly on "friendly" terms.

She waited, expecting to hear streams of curse words come out of Kagome's mouth, but it didn't happen. She simply watched Kagome go change into her regular clothes, purchase the dress and leave the store.

"Kagome wait up!"

Kagome stormed through the mall not being able to think of anything but betrayal. 'How could she date him?! When did she even start talking to that……..'

Why can't you just accept it and move on?

'You again. I can't accept that she's dating someone who would even support Kouga in accusing me of a whore.'

But didn't he save your life? Didn't he keep your secret?

'Well yes…..'

Wouldn't you consider him somewhat trustworthy?

'Yes, on my part, but we're talking about my friend here. What if he hurts her?'

You and I both know Miyaku is more than capable of taking care of herself.

'True. I guess I owe her an apology?'

Thata' girl!

Kagome slowed her pace, letting Miyaku's pleading voice catch up to her. Miyaku jogged to her, almost completely out of breath.

"Kagome. I'm so……sorry for….." "Catch your breath. There's no need to apologize. I was wrong for getting mad. I'm very happy for you."

Miyaku raised an eyebrow. "What?"

Kagome shrugged. "It's your relationship not mine. I trust you know what you're doing."

Kagome gave her friend a small hug. Miyaku put on a bright smile, but it soon vanished. Kagome frowned.

"What's wrong?" "I left the dress on the counter with the clerk and I spotted some fat cow eyeing it, but I ran out before I could pay for it. Can we go back?"

"Hell yeah. Then we'll beat up the cow." They giggled on the way back to the store.

Amaya sat in her lovely Italian leather office chair, looking out at the city of Miami. She was currently having a headache that had been pounding all over her brain for the past week.

Naraku had been hounding her to come to Europe with him. PERMANATELY. It was either that, or watches her husband and children go through corrupted bankruptcy and drug charges.

"For once in my life can I get a fucking break?!" She screamed more at God than herself. It just wasn't fair. Why her? Why now? Her business was a success, she'd never been more in love with her husband, and her children weren't dead…..

Amaya calmed herself. She had gotten out of worse situations that this. Yes, she'd get rid of Naraku without her husband losing his job or finding out her former involvement with the law.

Taking out a pencil and sketch pad, she went to work.

(dance night)

Inuyasha looked at himself in the mirror and gave a slight nod of approval. "Damn I look good!" His black and red pinstriped tux made him look like the devil.

He had decided to take Kikyou, since she was so desperate to go with him. Part of him wanted to hell her to go screw herself, but another part wanted to go, and find out who Kagome's date was so he could beat them to the ground.

After realizing he wasn't over Kagome, and probably never would be, Inuyasha decided to just let it go. If she doesn't love me, then fuck it

As much as he wanted to, he couldn't spend his life waiting on her. She had made her decision and he'd have to live with it. When he told Shina this, she almost fell out her chair at how "mature" he sounded.

"Speaking of which, better see if the little runt's ready."

He walked down the hall to her room, knocking on the door. "Hey lil' shit, we don't have all night! Get dressed and lets go!" He could hear Shina on the other side of the door mumbling insults.

Kagome gave herself one final look in the mirror. "Well, I look……shit I look great!" Her off-white Marilyn Monroe dress brought out every curve, with just length to be moderate, but still rather revealing.

She couldn't lie. She was thinking only about Inuyasha's response to the dress and nothing more. Tonight she would do what she new was right, and put an end to this feud between them once and for all.

Checking her hair and make up one more time, she laced up her ribbon stringed glass heels and prepared to go down stairs. Iyan would be there in less than ten minutes, and she'd hate to admit it, but she was getting nervous.

But in a good way.

ENC-

A/N: just some updates before the final chapter. The next chapter is strictly the dance so watch out! Promise to post it as soon as I get some stuff out the way! Read and review!!

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