Disclaimer: Yeah, still don't own the world of Inu Yasha. If I did, I'm sure that I'd be paying for college out of my own pocket rather then with finacial aid.

Fingernails being dragged down a chalkboard. That is what the icy voice vaguely reminded her of. Kagome turned around and faced the owner of the voice. It wasn't hard to see that Icy Voice and Inu-Yasha were related to each other. Same hair, same eyes, same look of utter loathing at the other's mere existence. Kagome glanced between the two and glared at Inu-Yasha. "Brother? You have a brother and I've know for how long and you've never even bothered mentioning that you have a brother!"

Inu-Yasha flinched and scooted backwards a few inches. Kagome was glaring at him with her hands fisted on his hips. "More like half-brother. He spent all his time with his mother rather then Dad. The only reason I know that I even have a niece is that Sesshoumaru felt that Rin needed to know her grandfather."

Sesshoumaru smirked and crossed his arms over his chest. Seeing his brother getting chewed out by a female was an interesting sight. He glanced around the Laundromat and sighed. Despite how entertaining this was, the girl was attracting a lot of attention. "Inu-Yasha, while I could watch this spectacle forever and gather enjoyment from it, please silence your wench or take this disagreement somewhere else."

Inu-Yasha flinched again as Kagome turned around on her heels to face his brother. Inu-Yasha sidled over to Miroku and hid behind the man as Kagome marched up to his brother until she was able to poke him in the chest with her pointer finger. "Wench? Wench! Wench! Listen, buddy, I'm no wench and I'm not Inu-Yasha's wench. You may own this place but that doesn't give you the right to waltz around calling people wenches."

Sesshoumaru stared down at the finger digging into his chest and eyed the girl. She hardly reached his chin and yet she was telling him that he had no right to be calling people wenches. Either she was very dumb or very brave. Either way, Sesshoumaru thought as the girl drilled her finger into his shirt, she was very annoying. "Listen, girl, I could care less about what you think. I'm only here to authorize a raise in machine prices."

The girl gaped at him and huffed. She grabbed up the book she'd been reading, patted Rin on the head, glared at Rin's uncle and, after mouthing to Inu-Yasha that she'd see him later, marched out of the Laundromat. Sesshoumaru smirked and glanced around the crowded building. Ah, embarrassing spectacles were so good for business. He collected Rin, who tried to escape him by clutching one of the tables, and left the building after telling Inu-Yasha that he'd see him at the family estate for Sunday dinner.

"Brother? He has a brother? Since when does he have a brother? I mean, I'll admit that the guy had to part of the family but a brother? Sango, I've known Inu-Yasha since the age of cooties and he never once mentioned that he had a brother."

Sango sighed and rested her head against her car's steering wheel. Kagome had been on the subject of Inu-Yasha's newly discovered brother since she'd been dragged back into the Laundromat after Sesshoumaru's departure. "Kagome, let it go already! Inu-Yasha has a brother and that's the end of the story!"

Kagome unbuckled her seatbelt, opened the passenger side door and hopped out. "I'll let it go for now. But I will be demanding an explanation for why he felt the need to keep the fact that he had a brother from me for fifteen years. I practically lived in his house; you'd think that I would have seen Icy at least one in those fifteen years."

Sango opened the trunk to her car and pulled out a basket of clean laundry. She dropped the basket on the ground and hauled out a bag of laundry. Sango handed off the bag to Kagome, shut the trunk and locked up her car, picked up the basket and walked off. Kagome, still rambling on the subject of Inu-Yasha's brother (whom she dubbed "Icy"), blinked as she was suddenly talking to empty air. Kagome looked around in time to see Sango wave from behind the closing elevator doors. "And she just leaves me here to look like an idiot."

Kagome hefted the bag of laundry over her shoulder and hiked across the parking garage to the bank of elevators. Kagome pressed the button and waited for the shiny doors to open. Once they did, Kagome stepped into the small box, snorted at the syrupy elevator music and pushed the button for the tenth floor. Kagome started at the screen that showed what floor the elevator had just pasted and tapped her foot. Stupid Inu-Yasha not telling her that he had a stupid brother, Kagome thought as she dragged the bag out laundry out of the elevator. At her apartment door, Kagome dug her keys out of her purse and used her foot to push the door open.

Sango looked over her shoulder when the door popped open to see Kagome backing into the apartment, dragging the bag that was full of their unmentionables and sheets. Sango only shook her head as Kagome used a foot to slam the door closed. "Kagome, stop muttering. Yes, Inu-Yasha has a brother. You can grill him on it tomorrow but if you so one more word about it tonight, so help me, I'll lock you out of the apartment."

Kagome scowled at Sango and sat down on the yellowed linoleum of the kitchen floor to separate her laundry from Sango's. Kagome looked up at Sango as the girl sorted through the laundry in the basket. "Hey, after I finish with this, I'm going to go get some sleep. I work the night shift tonight and I'm sleepy."

Sango looked down at the girl and sighed. Kagome was wobbling about even though she was sitting on the ground. "I told you to go straight to bed after we got back last night but no, you just had to sit up and finish that book, didn't you?"

Kagome groaned and leaned forward until her forehead rested against a table leg. "It's not my fault. Some part of my brain insists that I finish murder mysteries after I get them."

Sango arched an eyebrow as she stuffed a stack of dishtowels into a drawer. "Kagome, your brain is part of you, therefore, it is your fault that you sat up and read."

Kagome scowled and tossed a sock at Sango. "My brain and my person operate on totally separate levels. My person is, unfortunately, controlled by my brain. So, following that logic, it's my brain's fault and not mine."

Sango sighed and tossed the sock back at Kagome, giggling when it smacked her in the face. "I'll never understand your logic."

Rin glanced from the page of multiplication problems to see her father walk into the study. She dropped her pencil and pushed herself up into a sitting position. "Dad, when am I going to see mother again."

Sesshoumaru looked down to the little girl lying on the floor with her math book in front of her. He sat down in a chair and stared at the briefcase he'd brought into the room. "Preferably never but she might have time for you next weekend. You know your mother's social schedule revolves around what party is happening."

Rin pouted and picked her pencil up. It really wasn't fair that her mother spent so little time with her. All the other girls in her class were always talking about what they did with their mommies. Her mother flitted about from grown-up event to grown-up event while her father was always doing something related to work. Rin tapped her pencil against her notebook before staring up at her father. "That girl yelling at Uncle Yasha was pretty, wasn't she?"

Sesshoumaru blinked and spared his daughter a glance. "She wasn't ugly but there was no traffic stopping beauty there."

Rin rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to her homework. "I thought she was prettier then mother," she muttered.

Sesshoumaru glanced at Rin again. The girl was lying on her stomach while she worked out those problems, the tip of her tongue poking out of a corner of her mouth. Sesshoumaru dialed in the combination to the locking mechanism on his briefcase and popped the top open. He stared at the content and poked through the files. Contracts and business deals. Bank statements and bills. Finding nothing pressing, Sesshoumaru closed his briefcase and locked it. He leaned back in the leather chair and looked up at the ceiling as he though about what Rin had sad. Yes, that girl in the Laundromat was prettier then his former wife but that wasn't hard to do these days. Yura may have had operation after operation in order to retain and enhance her looks but time, the stress of those operations, and all the hard parting and alcohol she had consumed had whittled that face and body down to the bones.

Sesshoumaru blinked those thoughts away when Jaken scuttled into the study. Biting back a groan, Sesshoumaru turned bored eyes onto the man and sighed. "Yes, Jaken."

Jaken bowed his head and, ignoring his master's daughter as she made faces at him, informed Sesshoumaru that he had an appointment with Rin's teacher tomorrow after school. That even though he'd requested an appointment for the following week, Rin's teacher, Miss Naito, only had time for the meeting the following day. Sesshoumaru nodded his agreement and dismissed his bumbling servant. Sesshoumaru levered himself out of his chair and crouched down next to his daughter as she finished the last of her assigned work. He checked it over and, satisfied with the work, sent his daughter off to bed. He stayed in the study and nursed a glass of brandy as he reviewed one of those contracts moldering in his briefcase.

"Oh, Souta, I can't believe you and mother are making me do this! Does your teacher know about this?" Kagome asked as she followed her younger brother down the hallways of his school.

Souta rolled his cornflower blue eyes as he led Kagome to the classroom. "Yes, she knows that both mother and grandfather are unable to attend this meeting but my older sister can make it."

Kagome peered over the mirror of her powder compact and glared at the back of her brother's head. "I can't believe you waited until the very last minute to inform me of this change in plans! I was sleeping! I worked last night and I hadn't had much sleep beforehand."

Souta glanced back at his sister as he tugged open the door to his classroom. "Your lack of sleep is hardly my problem. You should have called home and found out of it and then planned better."

Kagome scowled and entered the classroom. "You shouldn't have to have meetings with the teacher about disciplinary issues and then I wouldn't have to attend said meetings on little sleep," Kagome said as she closed the door behind her. Kagome turned around and groaned. "And you just had to get the time wrong, didn't you!" she hissed as she scanned the three people already in the room besides her brother and self. She realized, a bit belatedly, that two of the three were Inu-Yasha's supposed brother and niece. Kagome flushed and fumbled around behind her for the catch to the door. "Eh-he, sorry about this, we'll just wait in the hall for you to finish."

The young woman behind the desk had opened her mouth to say something but Kagome had scooted out of the door and, after reaching in and grabbing one of his backpack straps, yanked her brother out after her. Kagome shut the door with a crack and leaned against it. She sank down until she sat on the ground, her legs spread out in front of her. "Next time, Souta, get the time right!"

Miss Naito blinked as the door to the classroom was shut. "Oh my, I hadn't realized that I'd scheduled the two meetings for the same time."

Sesshoumaru restrained himself from cursing incompetent assistants and rapped his knuckles against Naito's desk. "I hate to rush things along but I do have other things to do today."

Naito blushed and fluttered her hands a bit before heading into a speech that Sesshoumaru had heard several times before now. Instead of focusing on his daughter's problems or the merger his father's company was in the middle of working out, Sesshoumaru thought about the young woman who'd just left the classroom. It was the girl from the day before, of that he was sure. The girl from yesterday may have been wearing clothing suited for being out of the house and had her had decently styled while the one who had just unceremoniously yanked her brother from the room had been wearing a pair of plaid pajama pants, thoroughly used trainers, and a pullover hooded sweatshirt while her head was a mass of tangles. But the voice was the same. That high-pitched, overly perky voice was the same.

Sesshoumaru returned his attention to Naito when the woman shoved a piece of paper in front of him that listed all the assignments that Rin hadn't turned it. As Naito went onto to explain how each missed assignment had damaged his daughter's grades, Sesshoumaru turned and glared at Rin, who had enough sense to look sheepish and slouch down in her seat. "I hate to interrupt, but I'm afraid that I have to cut this meeting short. I have previous engagements that I need to attend to but it can assure you that Rin and myself will be having a long talk about this when I get home this evening."

Naito peered from father to daughter and nodded. "Very well, Mr. Tajima but I would like to say that Rin would defiantly benefit from having her father around more often. Sometimes a child school work will slack off in a try to getting attention when they feel they aren't being noticed enough."

Sesshoumaru snapped his head around to glare at the young woman behind the desk. "Thank you for that observation and comment but I believe that I know what is best for my own child."

Naito nodded and stood. "Very well, Rin, I'll see you tomorrow and do turn in your homework this time. I'd hate to distract your father from his schedule again."

Rin nodded and ran out of the room ahead of her father. Sesshoumaru, muttering about nosy teachers, followed Rin out and blinked when he saw the Laundromat girl looking at everything but him. Obviously, Laundromat Girl had heard everything the Nosy Teacher had said to him. Sesshoumaru bid the woman good day and left the hallway, Rin trailing behind him, whimpering as he expressed his disappointment in hushed tones and that she was grounded to her room until she completed and turned in the missing assignments.

Kagome shuddered as she followed Souta into his classroom. Kagome took a quite look around before sitting down in the seat Sesshoumaru had just vacated. Souta was in a seat a few rows back, feet on the desk, eyes trained on the ceiling and whistling. Miss Naito sat down behind her desk and willed her hands to stop shaking. Every time she saw that man she got the shakes and wondered how his daughter dealt with him. Miss Naito blinked as the friendly girl in front of her whipped around and chucked a makeup compact at one of her students. Miss Naito barely restrained the desire to whimper and curl into the fetal position as Miss Higurashi snapped at her brother to quit the noise otherwise she was going to feet him to the cat. Miss Naito wondered why all her students had seemingly abusive or neglectful siblings and parents. "Um, Miss Higurashi, if I could just speak to you about your brother's current in-class behavior?"

Kagome stopped threatening Souta and turned to face the nervous looking teacher. "Yes, what has the brat been up to this time?"

Miss Naito looked past Kagome to Souta as he made faces at his sister's back. "Well, he's been rather disrespectful of late. Talking or passing notes in class. During quite times, he's disruptive and he hasn't been doing any work that is assigned as in-class."

Kagome nodded as she jotted down everything that Miss. Naito said on the piece of paper she'd librated from her brother's school things for her mother to read later. Kagome paused and looked up. "Is there any reason why you think my kid brother has been acting out lately? Souta, stop with the faces. I can see you in the window and you know how much Buyo can eat in one sitting."

Miss Naito swallowed and informed Kagome of a disagreement a few weeks ago between Souta and herself about cleaning assignments. After the meeting, Kagome turned sideways in her seat and glared at Souta. "You know, neither me nor Kikyo caused Mama as much trouble as you."

Souta rolled his eyes and stood. "Both of you are perfect angels. Someone has to cause dishonor on the family."

Kagome pushed her brother out of the room, collected her makeup compact and said farewell to a shaken teacher. Miss Naito sighed in relief as the door was pushed closed and collapsed against her desk. While one hand was rummaging through a desk drawer for the bottle of antacids she kept the in room, Miss Naito mentally told herself to never again schedule meetings with the guardians of both Mr. Higurashi and Miss. Tajima on the same day.

Out in the hallway, Kagome propelled Souta down the hallway and out into the bright, afternoon sunlight. "Next time I need to be the one who attends these meetings, give me more warning the 20 minutes. And Kikyo will the one causing familiar dishonor when Mama catches wind of what she is up to now.

Souta, always primed for any bad news about his sisters that would distract from his own failings, bounced on the balls of his feet and pleaded with his sister to tell him what the perfect one was going to do. Kagome, glad to see that Souta felt the same way about their sister as she did, grinned. "Nude Modeling. Kikyo is going to do some nude, or nearly nude, modeling."

Souta cackled and wondered when the best time to break the news about Kikyo would be. Before she was told about the meeting with Miss Naito or after. Souta mentally plotted how to get out of any punishments while he followed Kagome back to the shrine. Yes, telling her before hand would be the best because she would then be to distracted to honestly punish him.

Kagome, after handing Souta off to her mother, flopped down on the bed in her old bedroom and stared up at the ceiling. She tucked a hand into the front pouch of her sweatshirt and dug for her cellular phone. After finding it, Kagome looked up Inu-Yasha's number and pressed the send button. She grinned when Inu-Yasha answered the phone and asked what she wanted. "So, about this brother?" she asked as she tossed a small throw pillow in the air.

Reviews!

Ijin: I'm glad you enjoyed the first chapter of Devil's Laundromat. I hope, if you are still interested that you enjoy this chapter as well.

Muses9: Yeah, me and my co worker spent a whole lot of time working in a Laundromat and the idea was kinda spawned from there. Anyway, thanks for reading the first chapter I hope you caught the second one!

KimonoLover: The pairing for right now is that Inu-Yasha is trying to get the girl but Kikyo just doesn't seem to get it. Anyways, I'm bringing Kikyo in with the next chapter. Sorry for the delay with the this story. It hasn't exactly been my top priority for the last few months.

Mefdet Lady of Chaos: Thank You!

Lildemongirl001: I'm glad you enjoyed it. Thank you!

Smokeywild: To the impatient beta from the impatient author. I got tired of waiting. Sorry.

Sangi: Wow…this is the story that you've found that is going have the majority of the scenes around a Laundromat. I feel special. And yes, I plan on continuing it but on a slightly less faster pace then any of my other stories.

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