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The rest of their little lunch outting was a silent one, with Inuyasha sulking behind his sandwhich and Kagome lost in her thoughts. After paying for the meal, they made their way to the door to leave, but not without Kagome noticing the strange twinkle in the waitress' eyes.

As they drove to Higurashi Enterprises, the young miko couldn't help but notice how her companion was changing gears so forcefully. Did I do somethinng to upset him?

"Inuyasha?" she asked hesistantly.

The hanyou let out a grunt, informing her that he was listening.

"Did I do something wrong?"

"No."

"Then why are you acting like this?" Kagome was getting pretty annoyed with her body guard's behavior.

"Acting like what?"

"Like I have the plague or something!" she snapped. "Ever since lunch you haven't said a word to me!"

Inuyasha remained silent, his eyes focused on the road. Stupid glass hearts . . .

"Fine, if you don't wanna talk, have it your way," the heiress grumbled, turning to face the side window once again. Inuyasha sighed, his mind swimming with thoughts.

This woman . . . she's so different from other women . . . one minute she's laughing, the next she's angry, and then a few seconds later she's sobbing her eyes out . . . he glanced at the woman beside him, her face still directed towards the window.

And yet . . .even through all the pain she had to endure . . . all of the suffering. . . she still manages to keep a good heart . . . she's . . . one in a million . . . amazing . . .

Kagome intook a sharp breath as the car turned sharply around the corner. "What are you doing?" she gasped, holding onto the handle.

"Sorry," Inuyasha mumbled, mentally slapping himself for almost missing their turn. I really can't think and drive at the same time . ..

Seeing the large skyscraper in view, the young heiress relaxed, sinking back into the leather seat. This guy is gonna be the death of me . . .

The hanyou body guard raised an eyebrow at the woman standing next to him. "Stop fidgeting," he growled. He never did like elevators; he was claustrophobic.

"I'm not figdeting," Kagome snapped, tugging on her shirt for what seemed to Inuyasha was the 20th time in the 10 second ride. Seiji's office was on the 43rd floor, and the time it took to get up there was killing the dog demon.

"We should've taken the stairs," he murmured, his brow breaking into a sweat. The miko glanced at her companion, noticing his face was a little pale. "You alright?"

"Just fine," he replied gruffly, leaning his head towards the metal door, feeling the cold surface. He closed his eyes. Kami this was torture . . .

"You're not scared of closed spaces, are you?" She pressed, becoming worried for his state.

"Now what gave you that idea?" Inuyasha drawled, his statment coming out a bit sarcastic. Damnit . . . if she's gonna tease me . . .

To his surprise, he felt a hand wiggle into his, and something cold coming into contact with his forehead. "Huh?"

Inuyasha's eyes snapped open, Kagome's coffee eyes peering into his golden ones. "Whaa!" he yelped, stepping back , and losing his footing, fell on his butt.

Kagome bit a lip to prevent her from laughing. Last thing he needs is for me to be rolling on the floor . . . she shook her head, before kneeling down and placing her cold waterbottle inside a handkerchief back on his head. "Relax; we're almost there."

The dog demon's eyes widened. What . . . why is she doing this? "Um," Inuyasha started, not knowing what to say. She surprised him even more by helping him stand again.

"I know these elevator rides can be long, especially if you have a phobia of tight spaces." She pulled his hand up to hold the water bottle in place. "I'm scared of heights myself."

Gaping, Inuyasha merely nodded in response. This woman is unpredictable . . .

Seeing his expression, she asked, "Are you alright?"

He shook his shock off, and looking at her expectant face, asked a question that had been burning his tongue ever since they stepped foot into this building.

"So what exactly are we going to do here? The old man said something . . ."

Kagome pulled her shirt down once more. "I have a meeting . . . more like a reunion actually. Kikyou, my older adopted sister, is back from Osaka for the week. We won't stay long; an hour tops."

The elevator then stopped, the doors sliding open. Inuyasha sighed in relief and rushed out, taking a deep breath. He felt a hand on his back. "Feel better?" she asked, a small smile on her face. As he looked closer, he noticed a hint of sadness in her eyes. Was that always there?

They walked down the hallway to the large twin oak doors at the end. Kagome pulled open the brass knobs, and walked inside, Inuyasha at her heels.

Seiji's office was huge. It was filled with bookcases, chairs . . . even a fireplace! The hanyou couldn't help but compare it to Sesshoumaru's back at home. These people . . .

In the middle of the room stood a large desk, with the old man in the leather chair. Standing a little behind the chair was a woman, her long black hair pulled back into a low pony tail, her black business suit gripping every curve in her body.

"Kikyou!" Kagome greeted, rushing over to hug the woman. As they pulled back from the embrace, Inuyasha stared at the two women side by side. They looked identical, save for the serious face the older woman had.

"Kagome, you've been well, I hope?" she asked, her voice rich and low.

"Of course," the miko assured, her eyes twinkling with joy.

"Aren't you going to introduce me to your friend?" Kikyou asked, glancing at the silver haired man near the door.

The heiress beckoned him closer. "Kikyou, this is Inuyasha. Inuyasha, this is Kikyou," she announced as the two shook hands.

"My little sister never informed me about a boyfriend," the older woman smiled.

Inuyasha said nothing, the hairs on his back standing on end. There's something about this woman . . .

"Um, he's not my boyfriend," Kagome stammered, fiddling with her shirt again.

"This is Kagome's bodyguard," Seiji informed, turning around in his chair. "There have been a few, well, situations lately that called for one."

"I see," Kikyou said, her arm dropping to her side. "I'll trust you'll keep her safe?" she eyed him carefully.

"Feh, she hasn't died yet, has she?" Inuyasha retorted, crossing his arms and looking away.

The older woman opened her mouth, appalled, while Kagome spoke up. "He's always like that," she mumbled softly to her sister.

"Like what?" Inuyasha asked, glaring at her. "And stop fidgeting!"

"I'm not fidgeting!" she snapped back, sending her own death glare his way.

Kikyou's eyebrows raised, and looked at Seiji for an explanation. Mr. Higurashi shrugged, a twinkle in his eye. "They're perfect for each other, ne?"

The two turned a faint shade of red. "What?!" the yelled.

Seiji winced at their volume. "Just never mention anything about it," he grunted, turning back to his work.

The older woman glanced at the clock, before refering to her own wrist watch. "Oh dear, I'm late for an appointment; I best be going."

Kagome turned, disappointed. "You're leaving already?"

Kikyou smiled, patting the younger's shoulder. "I'll be over at Jii-san's annual ball, don't worry." She winked, then added, "I'll be looking forward to a little challenge with your bow and arrow later."

"You're on!" Kagome agreed, her own face breaking out into a smile.

She said her goodbyes, before rushing out the door.

Inuyasha frowned, the hairs on the back of his neck still standing. That woman . . . she gives me a bad feeling . . .

Seiji turned to the two young adults. "So, do you two have any plans for the rest of the day, or are you two going to keep me company?"

"We still have to go find something to wear tonight, Jii-san," Kagome reminded.

"Oh yes, I forgot. Wait a second," he dug into his back pocket, before pulling out a credit card. "Don't spend too much."

"Umm, arigatou, Jii-san," she flustered, Inuyasha's gaze burning through her back. "Ja ne!" She pulled the hanyou with her out the door.

She closed the door behind them, catching up to Inuyasha who was already half-way to the elevator. "Something wrong?"

Inuyasha itched to tell her about the feeling her sister gave him, but decided not to. "Don't tell me you're one of those women who try on everything in the store," he grumbled, glancing at her.

Kagome's eyes widened, before she burst out laughing. "Don't tell me you're worried about a thing like that?"

"Of course I'm worried! I don't want to be stuck at the damn mall for more than two hours!"

The miko chuckled. "Don't worry, we're not going to the mall mall, we're going to a place downtown where all they sell are clothes for formal occasions. And I'm not one of those girls," she added, much to his relief.

The elevator opened, and Kagome stepped inside. "C'mon," she coaxed, walking back to him and pulling him toward her. "Its much faster going down," she assured, giving his hand a squeeze.

The hanyou blushed from the contact of her soft hand.

Maybe the elevator isn't so bad after all . . .

AU: OoOO! enter Kikyou! don't worry guys, Inuyasha doesn't have some dark past with Kikyou . . .not in this story anyway. Besides, he has the icky feeling about her, remember? what could possibly be going on?

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