Perfect Distraction

Inuyasha

Rated T

Romance/Humor/Angst/Action Adventure

Pairings: Sess/Kag

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha, if I did Kagome would be paired up with Sesshoumaru! LOL!

Summary: InuTaisho Nakamura owns one of the largest and most luxurious hotel chains around the world. His eldest son Sesshoumaru Nakamura is following in his father's footsteps to becoming a great businessman. He's smart, cunning, arrogant, ruthless and cold to everybody. His work is his life. Women to him are the lowest creatures to walk the earth and he swore never to trust a female again. Although InuTaisho is proud of his son, he worries and thinks that he's working way too much and decides he needs a distraction. And the distraction comes in the form of girl named Kagome that has secrets that she is unwilling to share with anyone. Will she be able to break through the barrier that Sesshoumaru has around him or will she be just another stone in his way?

A big Special Thanks to my beta Kari Konoko.

Chapter 2 Masks.

What hides behind the mask?

What truth is hidden?

Will you ever reveal your true self?

Or will you forever live a lie?

"Where are they? They should have been here about half an hour ago." Akina said worriedly.

"You know Sesshoumaru; Kioko is probably having a hard time getting him out of the office." InuTaisho said taking his wife's hand in his and gently squeezing it to comfort her.

"I swear that boy will marry his work." Mrs. Nakamura said, making her husband chuckle.

His wife was right. His son did work a lot. He couldn't say that he wasn't proud of him, for he really was. Sesshoumaru was a brilliant man when it came to business, he was smart, cunning and no one could really pull one over him and thanks to him business was doing even better than ever.

However he was afraid that Sesshoumaru was overworking himself. He was the first at work and he was the last to leave. He did see a lot of himself in his son. Just like him he used to work very hard, but everything changed when he met his darling wife and decided to have a family. Work took a back roll in his life, but he didn't regret it.

Sesshoumaru just needed that special someone in his life or at least some kind of distraction.

"There they are." Akina said spotting her two children.

Inutaisho noted that Kioko was looking rather pale, but who wouldn't after riding with Sesshoumaru. He cringed as he recalled giving Sesshoumaru driving lessons. That was something that he never wanted to repeat. He had a distinct feeling that his son had the notion that he was driving one of those professional racing cars as to oppose to a normal car, seeing how fast he drove. It was quite a miracle that Sesshoumaru had passed his driving test.

"What took you so long?" Akina asked after her son greeted her with a kiss on the cheek.

"I had some work." Sesshoumaru answered calmly as he took a seat.

"Kioko, dear, are you okay?" InuTaisho asked looking worriedly at his daughter.

"She's in shock." Inuyasha said walking up to them and taking a seat next to his mother.

"I don't drive that badly." Sesshoumaru muttered with a scowl marring his beautiful face.

This seemed to knock Kioko out of whatever trance she was in as she turned to glare at her older brother.

"Not so badly? Sesshoumaru you drove through three red lights, not to mention you were driving well above the speed limit and do I have to remind you of the poor old lady you almost ran over."

"She should pay attention when crossing the street."

"The light was red, meaning that you have to stop, genius." Kioko snapped.

"Oh and before I forget you almost killed us when you decided to abruptly turn left in front of that truck. I swear to Kami that you seem to have a dead wish or you're trying to kill me." She said crossing her arms over her chest and pouting.

"Oh is little Kioko angry?" a male voice whispered in her ear, making her jump.

Whirling around, she was met with amused violet eyes looking at her. She let her eyes trace over familiar features that her made her right eye twitch in irritation. Bankutso Kinomoto was sitting next to her. Bankutso was one of Sesshoumaru's best friends. Bankutso had long dark raven-black hair that he held in a neat braid that reached just halfway his back. His eyes were a beautiful shade of violet. His skin was darkly tanned, giving him a very exotic look.

She hated to admit it, but he was handsome and he knew it. Of course she would never admit it to him, seeing that his ego was big enough as it was. Bankutso was a player, to put it simply, he loved women and women loved. She still wondered why exactly women loved him, seeing that he was a pain in the ass.

"Bite me, Bankutso." She said before turning her head away, hoping that he would get the hint and leave her alone, of course as expected he didn't get the hint.

"I would gladly do that if only you were a little older, if you get what I mean, little girl." He said in a velvety soft voice and enjoying her blush and the way her eyes shot daggers at him.

"Why you son of…" She turned to glare at him.

"Kioko!" Akina cried out quickly cutting of her daughter.

"Young lady, where did you learn such language?" Mrs. Nakamura asked, her cornflower blue eyes promising pain to whoever was corrupting her little daughter's mind.

Kioko flinched and sunk in her seat, trying to escape her mother's questioning eyes. Fortunately for Sesshoumaru stepped in.

"Blame the loudmouthed moron over there. He seems to be corrupting my little sister's vocabulary with his constant swearing." Sesshoumaru said pointing towards Inuyasha.

"Fuck off Fluffy!" Inuyasha growled, giving him the one finger salute.

"I rest my case." Sesshoumaru muttered.

"Inuyasha Nakamura." Akina hissed as she gritted her teeth.

Inuyasha noticing the look on her mother's face quickly straightened up and prayed to whatever God up there, to save him from his mother's wrath. Inutaisho looked compassionately at his son, knowing full well the extent of his wife's temper. Something that his daughter seemed to have inherited as he watched his little girl almost kill the older man next to her. Sighing he ran a hand through his silver locks. Looking at the table he noticed that the only one, who seemed to be calm, was Sesshoumaru.

"Everyone calm down, please and let's enjoy dinner." InuTaisho said calmly trying to get some kind of order.

"Hentai!" they heard one of the waitresses yell.

Inutaisho sighed as he watched Miroku walk towards their table, a red handprint on his right cheek. He still couldn't understand this young man. Miroku went around asking every beautiful girl that he met to bare his children and as expected each time, he got slapped for it. He also tended to have a serious case of wandering hands, in plain English, he liked to grope women. Inutaisho almost chuckled the way he saw Kioko look warily at Miroku as he took the other seat next to her. He felt sorry for his daughter, knowing very well what the two brothers were capable of.

As a father, he of course didn't like the man groping his daughter, but another part of him had to admit that it was amusing to see how she beat him up. As on cue, Kioko let out a startled scream, shocking everyone.

"You freaking pervert!" Kioko yelled, slapping Miroku hard on the cheek.

"Ah, I must say that if I'm not mistaken you've grown." Miroku said grinning lecherously as he winked at Kioko, making the poor girl blush at his words.

"Yes, it seems that our little girl is finally growing up." Ban said smiling mischievously at his brother.

To say that Kioko was seeing red would have been an understatement. She really wanted to murder them at the moment. Of course, she knew she couldn't do this for murder wasn't legal.

"Please calm down and let's for once have a nice dinner." Inutaisho said trying to calm everybody down.

He sweat dropped as he noticed Kioko practically chocking Miroku. The poor boy's face was turning purple.

"Ummm…Kioko, Miroku needs to breathe." Inutaisho said.

He let out a relieved sigh as she finally released the poor man. Only to sweatdropped as Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru broke into an argument. He sighed as she lowered his head. Just for once he would like a normal dinner, but apparently that was too much to ask. Looking at his watch, he decided that by the way things were going this was going to be a very long night.

Finally after what seemed like an eternity, everybody seemed to calm down. Kioko was still glaring at Miroku and Bankutso, while Inuyasha was practically shooting daggers at Sesshoumaru, who promptly ignored him. Shaking his head Inutaisho wondered how they didn't kill one another, seeing that they all lived together in one big apartment.

He wasn't too happy to have Kioko living with two males that weren't her brother, but circumstances had forced him to let her live with them. When Kioko was about thirteen, his wife and him had been having some problems in their marriage. They were about to divorce. Sesshoumaru had already been living on his own with Miroku and Bankutso; Inuyasha was about to head to college. So basically the only one still living at home had been Kioko.

It had been made clear to her, that she would have to choose with whom she would live, especially after both Akina and he had decided to live in different houses. So it came as a shock as she asked to live with Sesshoumaru. At first he had disagreed.

He wasn't too keen on the idea, but amazingly enough both Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha had stepped in. Both brothers made it clear that if their sister wanted to live with them, they should allow her. Inuyasha even decided to move in with his brother, something that had been very shocking seeing that the two brothers couldn't stand one another. So within a few days, Kioko had moved in with her brothers and friends.

Akina and him eventually managed to patch things up and were now living peacefully together again. They didn't divorce either, but not even how much they tried, Kioko refused to move in with them. Yet in the end it was for the best, seeing that as their business bloomed, both of them traveled more and more. So they were basically rarely home.

Ironically enough Miroku and Bankutso were now considered like his two sons. Both of them worked with Luna Corp. which belonged to the Nakamura family. Now as he looked at how things turned out, he had to admit that would not change it. From what he could see Kioko was happy where she was living and that was enough for him as long as his children were happy, he would be happy. And in a sense it did bring the siblings closer, something he was very proud and happy about.

He smiled as Miroku told a very good joke, making everyone at the table laugh. Even Sesshoumaru smirked at the joke. It felt nice to have the whole family together and just enjoy themselves. It was rare for them. So as long as it lasted he would enjoy himself.

Sesshoumaru stood looking out from the window at the slumbering city. He wore only a pair of black boxers. His long hair was released from the ponytail and cascaded in long silky strands of silver along his back.

Looking at the clock, he noticed that it was already well passed midnight. He winced as he drained the glass of scotch in a single gulp. Turning around he gazed at the bed. He chuckled wryly as memories resurfaced; long forgotten memories of him and a beautiful raven haired beauty.

He could have sworn that he could still smell her perfume lingering in the room, the scent of fresh roses. He growled as he exhaled loudly through his nose. He walked towards the little bar in the corner to pour himself another drink.

Pouring himself another glass of scotch, he fell back in a comfy large black chair that he had in his room. Closing his eyes, he inhaled deeply through his nose. He knew very well that he was half drunk already and by the end of the night, he would be completely wasted, but he just couldn't stop alcohol did stop the pain, alcohol made him forget most of the times.

Running a hand through his long hair, he let a sigh of defeat. He had been a fool to have trust her, he had been an even bigger fool to love have her. It's been a year since she had left. And still it stung. He had been blind when it came to her. He should have seen the signs, but instead he had believed in her. He believed her to be the perfect woman for him, the perfect woman to be his wife and the mother of his children.

He snorted. He had been more than a fool. It was no wonder that she always put off marriage and starting a family, she was too much of a 'social butterfly'. It was strange how he had fallen for that mask of innocent that she wore, when in reality she was far from being innocent. She had been a wolf in sheep's clothing, using him to her advantage.

She even confessed to have never loved him. What she had felt for him had been unadulterated lust and craving for the money and wealth that he possessed. He growled the glass in his hand shaking as he tightened his grip around it. She was the reason; he swore not to trust a woman again. He wouldn't be fooled twice. He knew that she was laughing at him right now. Knowing very well that even after all she did to him, he still craved her; hell, a part of him still loved her.

Standing up, he walked to the bed. The glass fell out of his hand and shattered on the white marble floor, but he didn't care as he made his way to the bed. He just wanted to sleep, nothing more. Hopefully tonight he would be able to sleep without dreaming of her. Hopefully tonight he would be able to forget.

Violet eyes snapped open, looking at the clock, he groaned. It was well passed ten. And he was supposed to have left much earlier. A groan next to him, alerted him of the company that he had. Sitting up abruptly he grimaced as a headache made itself known. He really hated hangovers. The white sheet pulled around his waist, covering his most private parts. Running a hand through his long obsidian locks, he shifted his gaze to the women next to him. Her sleeping face looked almost angelic and her chocolate brown locks that were spread on the pillow below her head, only made her look even more beautiful.

She had a body to die for. No flaws in his opinion. Any man would be head over heels for her. From the few hours that he got to know her, he had concluded that not only was she beautiful, she was also funny and smart. He had met her in a club. After having some drinks and talking, he had invited her to go somewhere else, which she quickly accepted. He brought her to one of those motels, not those really cheap ones, just a normal one.

As soon as they made it there, they were at each other like hungry animals. He had explored every inch of her body, known her like no other man would and yet right now, he couldn't even remember her name. She was just a nameless face to him, another one nightstand. He knew very well that she wanted more than a one nightstand from what she had told them after they lay catching their breath in each other's arms, but he couldn't give her that.

The relationship, the love that the young woman next to him wanted, was out of his reach. He was unable to love. The only woman that he had ever loved had died. And he swore never to love once again. He just couldn't, not ever witnessing his lover's dead. He just couldn't. He was brought of his musings by a soft voice calling out his name.

"Bankutso." He turned to find beautiful green eyes looking at him.

"I've got to go." He said calmly standing up from the bed and pulling his clothes on.

He felt her shift on the bed. He tensed as he felt small arms wrap around his brought and tall frame.

"Please, stay." She whispered, with her face buried in his back.

Without saying anything he untangled himself from her grasp. And pulled on his shoes, lastly he pulled his black button-up shirt. As he turned around he found her looking at him with big green eyes that seemed to be glistening with unshed tears. His hand unconsciously reached to touch her right cheek.

"I can't give you what you seek. It was just a one nightstand, nothing more." Before he even knew it, her right hand connected with his cheek.

She looked almost horrified after slapping him, but he in return stayed silent. He knew he deserved it. Without saying or even looking at her, he turned to the door and left. As he closed the door behind him, he could hear her heart wrenching sobs. However he knew that this was for the best. He was feeling like a total ass, but he just couldn't give her false hopes. He couldn't offer her a relationship nor love not now not ever.

Is this how it feels to be dead inside, he thought almost sadly as he walked away.

"Bitch!"

Kagome winced as she was kicked in the side. She let out a painful groan as she tried to sit up. Her eyes widened as she watched her hands glow blue for a moment. She quickly fisted her hands and tried to will the light away. However apparently he had seen it.

"Look at you, you're nothing but a freak." He spat, emphasizing his point by kicking her again in the side.

"You're the reason, why your mother was killed. In fact, she's glad that she's dead now, she doesn't have to see such a freak of a daughter."

Kagome growled as she launched at her attacker. Her hands glowing blue, but he easily backhanded her. She cried out as she connected with the wall behind her.

"Do you really think you can fight me, little girl? Look at you, you're a freak!" he spat, emphasizing his words by kicking her in the ribs.

"Let her go, you bastard!"

Souta launched at him, but just like his sister he was easily slammed into the wall. Kagome cried out and went to her brother's side. Souta's forehead was sporting a gash that bleeding and he seemed almost unconscious from the blow. She quickly turned her head around as she heard footsteps approaching them. As the man approached her, she hissed just like a cat at the man, the glow in her hands increasing. The man narrowed his eyes; he stopped in his tracks as he watched the young woman crouched protectively in front of her brother.

"I think you had enough for tonight." He said seeming to calm all of the sudden.

Kagome didn't move as she stared intently at the man. Giving her one last glare, he walked out of the door. Once the door was closed, Kagome let out a relieved sigh. She quickly turned back to Souta, who was sitting up gently.

"You shouldn't have interfered." She said almost angrily as she helped him up.

"Kagome, I'm not a child anymore, I'm seventeen, damn it!" He yelled, his eyes taking her sister's form in. Blood coated her lips, there were many bruises visible.

"He would have hurt you even worse, than he hurts me." She whispered quietly, wincing as some ribs protested against the movement.

"I just can't sit back and watch that bastard hurt you like that." Souta yelled exasperated; he wanted to protect her, but she was being too damn stubborn about it.

"I'm still older, so you will do as I say!" Kagome snapped, having lost her patience.

She felt bad as she felt Souta tense. She hadn't meant to yell at him like that.

"I'm sorry, Souta, but I just can't let him hurt you as well. I'm your older sister and it's my duty to protect you. I promised mom that." She whispered, tears threatening to fall.

Souta sighed as he laid his sister down on the bed. He softly sat down next to her on the bed, slowly raising her head and letting it rest on his lap.

"Why did she have to die? Why did we have to end up with him?" Souta asked softly, his eyes brimming with tears.

Kagome gently raised her hand and brushed the tears away. They had been only children when her mother had passed away. She had been ten and Souta had been six. Looking at her hands, she noticed the blue glow surrounding them.

Even as a child, her so-called powers manifested themselves. And as a child she had absolutely no control what so ever. Her powers would lash out like blue fire, burning everything in its path and the only way to control those powers was to sedate her. She took special prescription pills.

The night her mother died, she had gone out late at night to buy her pills. Kagome's powers had broken free once again and her pills had run out. Her mother had quickly jumped into the car and rushed to the pharmacy. It was pouring and Kagome remembered begging her mom not to go out, telling her that she would handle her powers, but her mother didn't listen.

As she was driving, her car lost control and crashed into upcoming traffic, which was a large truck. She died on impact. That was the day that everything changed. Her once peaceful and happy life became a hell as they were taken in by her mother's cousin whose name was Takeo. The man had seemed nice at first, but it quickly changed.

As first he would just slap her or insult. He called her a freak, an abomination. No normal human could have powers like hers. As she grew up the beatings only increased. She knew she could fight back and she tried, but for some reason or another, he was stronger than her. And each time, she tried to fight back, she would get punished even more and sometimes he would even go so far as to beat Souta.

Her powers on the other hand were growing stronger and were getting harder and harder to control. Her powers grew increasingly stronger when she was in danger or when her emotions were strong and raw, just like tonight.

She had also tried to escape, but it had proven futile as Souta was locked up for a whole month in the basement. He had sworn to her that if she tried to escape again that he would kill him. She didn't doubt his word. Therefore she stayed. However this didn't mean that she would just give up. No, she knew that he would let his guard down and when he did, her brother and her would escape once and forever. She already had enough money for their own place and she would be able to support both of them. She just had to bear this a little while longer. Soon she would be free.

"Earth to Koko, come in Koko." A soft male voice said, waking her out of her sleep.

Kioko snapped one eye open to see her best friends figure towering over her. Warm hazel eyes gazed amusedly at her.

"Hello, Jak." She said a smile lighting up her face.

"I see you're being lazy again, Koko." He said chuckling as he watched her narrow her eyes at him.

He silently took a seat next to her, pulling up his legs against his chest, so that he could rest his chin on his knees. He knew very well that she hated the nickname Koko. Yet he knew very well, that she grown accustomed to him calling her that. He had given her that name since they were in diapers and he had been calling her that since then. They've known one another since birth, you could say. They went to the same kindergarten and were now both attending the same highschool. He was a few months older then her, making him eighteen already.

Jakutso was Kagura's youngest brother; Kagura was Bankutso's cousin, so Jakutso was also related to Bankusto, them being cousins of course. Just like Bankutso's parents, Kagura's parents were good friends with her parents. Jakutso was her best friend and she was his best friend, many people assumed that they were more than friends, something that she felt completely absurd, seeing that not only was he her best friend, Jakutso was gay as well.

She was the only one that knew this of course, Jak just wasn't ready to come out of the closet yet. She felt sorry for him though, for she knew very well that keeping the secret from others was hurting him. She could clearly see the longing in his eyes to be able to be himself and be accepted for it. She hated to admit it, but the society that they lived in, still looked at this as taboo; something that she thought was really preposterous, for in her opinion no one had the right to judge anyone. Yet one thing was sure, no matter what happened she would support him though. He was her best friend and she would always be there for him, just like he was there for her in her times of need.

He watched as she lazily laid there, the last rays of the sun illuminating her. Her dark hair glowed healthily, while her pale skin took an almost golden glow as the sunlight danced on her skin. Her golden eyes seemed brighter. They were currently on the roof of her apartment. The girl just seemed to have something with high places. This place was also her sanctuary. She often came up here, when she needed to think and be alone. Jakutso was the only one allowed up there.

From where they were sitting, they could see the whole city. Kioko sat up a bit, propping herself up on her elbows, so that she could get a look at the city. The sun was going down, creating a very beautiful color effect on the city, the different shades of orange, yellow and red, seeming to wrap the whole city in a cocoon of color, making it almost seem like a painting. They sat in companionable silence, both of them enjoying the view.

"I can't wait to graduate." Kioko said finally breaking the silence.

"You're not the only." Jakutso answered truthfully.

The high school that they attended was the most prestigious one in the city. Both of them were very popular at the school and everybody wanted to be friends with them. However both of them were also very aware that the last name that she carried was the reason why most of the students wanted to be her friend. The name Nakamura was synonym with money, wealth and fame, something that many craved at the school.

He was popular for he was the best friend of the richest girl in school and many of the students thought that they could become her friend through him and through her maybe they could even meet her two brothers. The girls especially tried to use this tactic. Many of the female students at the school wanted a chance to try to catch a glimpse of the Nakamura's brothers.

Of course through the years, Kioko slowly seemed to draw away from them. Although Kioko didn't say anything, Jakutso knew very well that Kioko just wished to have friends that liked her for who she was, not because of the last name she carried. This was also the reason, why Kioko kept mostly to herself at school.

There were many at school that considered Kioko a snob, even though she wasn't. She just hated fake people and unfortunately they were surrounded by many at their school. If it was up to them, they would have preferable attended a public school. Kioko wasn't someone that care about money; she treated everybody the same way.

"Arashi asked me out, but I turned him down." Kioko said all of the sudden making Jak gape at her.

Arashi Ishida was the hottest guy and richest guy in school. He was handsome, with rich blond hair and baby blue eyes, with a body of a Greek God seeing that he loved and excelled in sports; any girl or guy would do just about everything to get a date with him. So it was clear that Jak didn't quite understand why Kioko had turned him down.

"Why exactly did you turn him down?" Jak asked curiously.

Kioko smiled sadly as her golden eyes darkened.

"I don't know." Kioko confessed, smiling sadly.

"What do you mean, you don't know? I mean he's hot, smart, he has a great body, he's nice, charming, rich and did I mention that he's hot? " Jak asked, rolling his eyes dramatically.

"I know, but there's still something missing. I don't want to date someone just for the sake of dating." Kioko said calmly.

"Ummm…earth to Koko, you haven't even had your first kiss yet and you're turning eighteen soon. Not to mention that you've never dated before. Damn…you barely go out. I don't want to say it, but I think that's kind of well…pathetic."

"Geeze, sorry for not sharing spit with every guy that crosses my path!" Kioko said snapping.

"Look, I don't mean that you have to stick your tongue down the throat of just any guy that crosses your path. What I mean is that you should give at least one guy a chance. And just for the record when you referred to kissing by sharing spit, it sounded absolutely disgusting." He said scrunching his nose. An unlady like snort left Kioko's lips as she rolled her eyes, causing Jak to glare at her.

"Come on, we should go out more often." Jak said trying to come up with an idea.

"We do go out." Kioko pointed out.

"I mean go out clubbing. It's the easiest way to meet guys." Jak said irritated, getting annoyed at Kioko's attitude.

"Ah, you would surely know about that. Is that where you picked up that Hans guy?" she asked winking.

Jak blushed before giving her the one finger salute, which she brushed aside and plainly ignored him. Jak still didn't understand why Kioko didn't find his idea appealing. Come on, he was sure that there were many guys out there that would want to date her. She was beautiful, kind, smart, a spitfire at times and she was extremely funny. So it was still a mystery to him, why she was still single.

"Well, let's make a deal. You can go ask my brother's permission for me to go clubbing. I'm sure Sesshoumaru would be ecstatic." Kioko said grinning.

Jakutso instantly gulped at that idea. Yep, sure he would go ask Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha. He would probably end dead. It was no secret that both brothers were extremely protective of their little sister.

"I give up." Jak muttered lowering his head.

"I know you would." Kioko answered grinning mischievously.

"Look Jak, I appreciate what you're trying to do, but well I don't really need a guy in my life right now. I mean they just complicate things. I personally I don't have enough time or patience to invest in a relationship at the moment. So for the time being, the only guy that I need in my life is you." She said smiling brightly at him.

"Oh, I feel so loved." Jak said dramatizing as he put a hand on his heart.

After a moment, both of them burst in laughter. They were interrupted though as a gruff voice was heard.

"Kioko, dinner is ready, get your ass down here!" Inuyasha's voice cut through the peaceful silence, startling both teens.

Jakutso sighed as he stood up, offering her his hand. She gracefully took his hand and stood up.

"I guess we better go in." he said smiling.

"Yeah, otherwise I'm sure that knowing Inuyasha he will storm up here and drag both of us in there." Kioko said giggling.

"We're coming puppy!" she yelled tauntingly.

"Don't fucking call me that!" Inuyasha's voice could be heard.

"Sorry, puppy-sama!" Kioko said in an innocent.

Kioko winked at Jakutso, making him chuckle. As expected a string of curses followed, making both of them double over in laughter. They could distinctly hear Sesshoumaru, berating Inuyasha for using such language.

It was so fun riling Inuyasha up and Kioko seemed to be extra good at it. After finally regaining some kind of control of herself, she slowly slid through the open window. He stood back, before following her. All the while thinking and wondering if her brothers knew this part of her. In their eyes Kioko was always happy go lucky girl and he dared to even say that Sesshoumaru and Inuyasha considered her immature, but what they didn't know that behind that mask lay a very complicated and difficult young woman that at times, did need some guidance. However just like every Nakamura, she was stubborn as hell and hated to ask for help. Even if she had problems, she would prefer to just handle it on her own and keep it from her family. She was strong, that much he could say, but even the strongest of people needed support.

Sighing, he shook his head. He hated to admit it, but one of these days that happy and always smiling mask that she wore, would break and it was a mystery to him what would happen then?

"Any progress?" an unknown voice asked.

"Her powers are increasing and with the right persuasion, she will snap." Takeo answered calmly, as he cradled the phone against his ear.

"Good." The unknown voice answered through the phone.

"With all due respect sir, what do you intend to accomplish, if she snaps you will be unable to control." Takeo said running a hand through his dark short locks.

"In order for her real power to come forward, she needs to snap. Her powers are kept at bay by her, but once she snapped she won't be able to lock them away any longer. And that's when I will come in." The unknown voice said, chuckling in the end.

"I do hope you know what you're doing sir. I hate to admit it, but for a minute I was actually scared of her. She looked almost feral as she protected her brother."

"It's only natural. However this also gives me an idea. If by next week, her power isn't unleashed, you have my permission to kill her brother. Make sure to do it, in front of her eyes. I'm sure that will make her snap."

"I'm sure that will. I can't say I won't enjoy killing that annoying brat, just like I killed their mother." Takeo said grinning.

"Very well, you have your orders. Inform me immediately if anything changes." With that the unknown person hung up.

Takeo turned to the closed door, an evil smirk on his face. Kagome certainly had no idea, what was in store for her. If she thought these few years were hell, she would be surprised what really awaited her.

TBC………………………………………………………………………………………...

Thanks to all of my reviewers. You guys rock!

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As you all can see the story is rated M now. And I have good reasons for this, namely cursing, sexuality, abuse and some other things that I will reveal later on in the story. This story will be a little darker than expected. However with darker I mean that there will be angst, drama. I promise you will see later on. Oh before I forget it might seem a bit confusing at first, but as the story progresses things will become clearer.

Dog-demon-emiko: Thanks for the review, I just decided that Sesshoumaru shouldn't be perfect at everything. So making him a bad driver seemed really hilarious. It's funny actually that you compare Kioko to a younger version of Kaguya, seeing that Kaguya will play a very important part in this fic and no I'm not giving it away. Kaguya and Kioko might look a bit like one another, but Kioko is more innocent looking and of course younger. GAH! It's so hard to explain. Lol Anyways thanks for the review once again.

sexylucifer: Well, as you can see I changed the rating to M. At first I wasn't sure how far I would go with certain issues in this story, that's why I rated it T. Yet after thinking hard and long I decided that M does is better for this story.

Anyways Sesshoumaru and Kagome meet in the next chapter and let's just say that well it isn't pretty. Anyways until next time. BYE!

Anime-Goddess-Sakura