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"Oops I did it aga--"

"Tonight, I'll be your naugh--"

"I've been alone all alo--"

"AGH!" Kagome smacked the radio button in frustration, her car swerving. "Are there no more good stations?" she muttered, quickly correcting the wheel. The young woman sighed, and dug into her CD case while keeping her eyes on the road. She picked up a CD and glanced down to see what she pulled out. "Lifehouse . . . eh, why not." Kagome popped it into the CD player, and sighed as she listened to "Only One."

'She's got a pretty smile, it covers up the poison that she hides . . .'

Kagome thought, stopping at a red light. Is that what I'm doing?

'It's all shallow and all so appealing, I'm up to my ankles and I'm drowning

anyway in a sea of sarcastic faces . . .

She stepped on the gas as the light turned green

. . . familar places . . . where everything looks quite the same here . . .

. . . it's all confusingly amusing bitter and tainted . . . '

Kagome leaned back in her seat. Do I really want to take over for Jii-san? Whatever happened to my dream of becoming a teacher . . .

She braked as she entered the driveway. Am I doing this all for the sake of the business . . . is this really what I want . . . The car stopped as she parked.

Turning off the radio, she shut down the engine and picked up the purse in the seat next to her. Kagome got out of her car, straightening her white blouse and black skirt. Her black heels clicked as she entered "Cafe Del Moro," the coffee shop she promised to meet Sango at. She pulled the door back, a bell jingling as it informed people there was a new customer. She pulled her shades off, and searched the morning crowd for her friend.

"Kagome! Over here!"

Sango was in the corner booth, her hand waving as she talked on the cell phone. The young woman smiled, and made her way over.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, sure, do what you can . . . listen I have to go, my boss just walked in." She winked at Kagome, and with a final "yeah" she hung up her phone. "Whew, sorry about that."

Kagome watched as her friend took a sip of coffee. Sango Taijiya was the granddaughter of Kenji Taijiya, the Vice President of Higurashi Enterprises. Seiji and Kenji were best of friends, as were their grandchildren. Sango was the rebellious one of the two. While Kagome agreed to taking over the family business rather submissively, her best friend retaliated when her own Jii-san insisted that she take over for him.

Sango wanted to become a lawyer, which upset her grandfather quite greatly. Kenji was desperate to have Sango take over; her younger brother Kohaku, who was the same age as Souta, was too young and naive to understand the concept of running a business. He even went to extreme lengths such as bribing Kagome with a trip to Hawaii to assist him in breaking Sango's stubborness.

Kagome politely turned down the trip, but agreed to help. She couldn't think of a better person to be her Vice President than her own friend. After 2 years and about 100 threats of running away, Sango finally agreed, as long as she was still allowed to practice law. Kenji grudgingly agreed, while Seiji and Kagome stood in the background laughing. Sango was one stubborn horse.

"What are you smiling at?"

The young heiress' thought was broken by her friend's voice. "Oh nothing; just remembering the difficult fight you put up when your grandfather insisted you take over for him."

The young woman smiled. "Oh yeah . . . that was fun."

Kagome shook her head, and examined her friend once more. Sango was a year older, with long dark brown hair and lively brown eyes. They had grown up together, and it was no surprise that Sango became a surrogate older sister to the young girl. Back in grade school, she would beat up anyone who looked at her or Kagome the wrong way. She had quite the right hook, due to her demon slaying skills.

Sango was dressed in a pink long-sleeve blouse and knee-length black skirt. Her hair was done in the usual low ponytail, and sported no make up, save for her trademark pink eyeshadow. Like Kagome, she preferred to dress classy, instead of showing cleavage and mini skirts.

"So, what did Higurashi-sama say?" Sango asked, after ordering another coffee from the waiter.

"Oh you know, the usual, how's Mom and Souta, business . . . oh yeah, he sends you a 'hello.'"

"Business? What business?" The waiter brought the coffee, and Sango set it front of her friend.

"Well . . . he wants me to help him run a campaign."

"Campaign? What kind of campaign?" Sango asked casually, stirring more cream into her drink.

"Oh, he's trying to save a village just south of Narita, but some construction company has already bought the land and plans to build housing where the village stands now."

"I see. And this particular village is significant how . . .?"

"It's the village of the Bone Eater's Well."

Sango started coughing, choking on her scalding hot coffee. "You can't be serious?!?"

"Dead serious." Kagome sipped her coffee, making a face. "Needs sugar."

"Wow . . . that's quite a find."

"Yeah, I know . . . but I'm worried I'll make a fool of myself in front of everyone once the campaign starts."

"Ah, don't worry about it," Sango said, waving her hand. "Besides, I'll be right there next to you."

"Really?" Kagome smiled gratefully. "Thank you, Sango-chan!"

"No problem. You doing anything today?" She watched Kagome shake her head. "Good. Let's blow this joint; I feel like some shopping."

Kagome squealed in delight. Calling the waiter over, she paid for the drinks, insisting that the drinks were on her at Sango's protest. They walked out of the shop, chattering on like school girls.

"So, how's Miroku, Sango?" Kagome questioned, searching for her keys in her purse.

"How should I know? That lecher, he's always groping women," Sango muttered.

"Awww, someone's jealous!" The heiress teased, finding her keys. "Finally!" she exclaimed, and pressed the button that unlocked the doors. Nothing happened.

"That's funny," Kagome frowned. She pressed the button again.

CLICK

"What was that? I just got my car fixed, why are--"

KABOOM!

"Kagome get down!" Sango cried, pulling her friend away from the car as it exploded. The impact of the explosion was immense, pushing both women down to the ground.

A few moments later, Kagome lifted her head, and stared at her at her vehicle. Or what was left of it, anyway.

Someone had planted a bomb in her car.

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AU: yeah, took me awhile to post this chapter . . . I was too focused on "Where I Belong." So what you guys think? ugh, I'll be starting school a week from tomorrow, so I'm trying really hard to get my act together and finish these stories. Wow, I'm gonna be a junior, ain't that something?

Thanks for the reviews guys, it really helps.