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Warning: This story contains explicit sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.

The one.

Chapter three: Vanilla, Lilies, Chilly Peppers, Chocolate and...

Kagome awoke very suddenly from her deep slumber. She was hot, a light sheen of sweat shone on her brow and she was uncomfortably aroused. She had been dreaming about blazing amber eyes and silver hair. Even though they didn't exactly fit the description of anyone she'd ever seen before they were oddly familiar. She looked around her and saw that her room was empty. What was going on? She hauled herself up and wandered through the only other door in her room. It held a large, beautifully crafted bathroom. She took the fastest shower of her life, dried herself quickly and then pulled her hair back into a damp and slightly messy bun. She put on light make up and then went to put her clothes on. She slid into her black capris and her new red silk and lace tank top. Slipping on her black flip flops, she casually wandered out into the hallway. What time was it? She was casually wandering through the labyrinth of corridors when she nearly fell over the little toad butler who had opened the front door for her and her step-father the previous day.

"Oh! I'm so sorry!" She cried out as she wheeled her arms around to prevent herself from falling either to the floor or on top of the poor creature.

He mumbled something indignant before he put her hands on his hips and glared up at her. "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be with the others?" He seemed extremely cross indeed.

Kagome put on her apologetic face. "I'm really sorry. I think I should be, but the problem is I don't know where they are. I woke up this morning to find the room completely empty."

The little demon sighed and grumbled a little before ordering her to follow him. She trailed behind obediently and was relieved when she saw her step-father, in his grey suit, standing outside wide open double doors looking impatient and annoyed. When he caught sight of her the impatience increased and was accompanied by anger.

"Thank you Jakken." He said as he bowed to the toad. "Kagome, where have you been?" He was steaming.

Gulping, Kagome smiled faintly. "Asleep?"

He grunted impatiently and led her away into an enormous sun room. Kagome looked on in awe as a bird fluttered past the windows. It was like being outside except walking on expensive looking tiles. No one else seemed to be appreciating the view, so engrossed with each other as they were. It was an odd sight the people around her were making. Men sniffing women and vise versa. They wandered amongst each other and sometimes they would stop to talk to one another. Each one of the ladies was accompanied by her father or a close relative. Kagome's father grabbed her hand and led her over to the far side of the sun room, casually wandering amongst the flirting and sniffing people. Eventually they came to rest near a back wall. Standing and smiling at people who looked their way.

"Hello, sweet lady." Said a seductive voice to her right. There was standing a young man, nearly the same height as she was, his hair a delicate mop of golden coloured hair. He was certainly unique.

"Um... Hello." Kagome said, blushing slightly. He smiled and then looked up at her step-father with a questioning eyebrow raised. He nodded and then blonde guy stepped forward. Kagome was utterly shocked when he started sniffing her forehead. She hadn't really been prepared for that, even if she had been watching other people being sniffed just moments before.

"Vanilla, flowers, peppers, sweets and... spice?" He asked.

Kagome looked at her step-father who shook his head. Then smiled kindly at the blonde guy as they shook hands and he left. It was a little bit weird, the whole sniffing business, but that's what transpired for the rest of the afternoon.

He could smell her the instant her came to the doors. She was here. The front of Inuyasha's pants tightened again and he left his father and friends to follow the scent. It wound throughout the hall and brushed off on different people. He sniffed a couple of girls her scent had brushed off on. They looked at him hopefully but he just passed them by. He came across a young woman with dark hair and a stunning face. He almost thought it was her, but then he realized that he could only smell four of her five scents and he carried on.

He inhaled deeply through his nose and knew he was close. Then the crowd parted slightly and he saw her. His pants became tighter than was healthy and his breath hitched in his throat. She was on the shorter side with a curvy figure, accented by a tank top that was, coincidently, his favorite colour. The corner of his lip twitched up in a smirk as he waded through the crowd toward her.

Kagome cocked her hip to the side and sighed. She was bored. Even though a few young men had stopped to guess at her scents, none had been correct so far and according to her father they wouldn't be here much longer. Even though it was true that Kagome had no particular desire to find a mate it was still a little depressing watching as a lot of the young women around her were approached by young, handsome men and then suddenly glowed as they came together like a pair of long lost lovers. It made Kagome wish that she herself had a boyfriend. Oh well, what was a girl to do? Her step-father's mood had become increasingly better as each of the young men got her scents wrong. He was still overly possessive of her and it annoyed her that he was getting so much satisfaction out of the fact that she wasn't soul mates with anybody. Stupid dog demons.

Kagome was distractedly thinking these thoughts when a pair of arms wrapped around her waist. She nearly jumped out of her skin as she snapped her head forward to come face to face with one of the most handsome young men she had ever laid eyes on. Her was tall, probably some where around six feet, with long silver hair and blazing amber eyes. Kagome felt a small fire ignite in the pit of her stomach and her heart beat pick up speed.

"Uh-" Kagome tried to vocalize in a choked whisper. She could imagine her step-father's furious and disapproving frown. The corner of the young man's mouth quirked up and he gently lowered his head. Kagome, for a brief moment, thought he was going to kiss her. A furious blush heated her cheeks and then he passed by her mouth and lowered his nose to her neck. He sniffed once and a little thrill ran down her spine. She tilted her head instinctively to give him more room. He sniffed a little more vigorously and she could feel the heat of his mouth when he opened it, completely oblivious as to what he was doing.

"You will not mark my daughter until I have heard from you what her scents are." Akito growled in a menacing way. The guy with amazing amber eyes, now heated with passion, looked up from Kagome's neck, his mouth curved in a smirk, his fangs visible.

"Alright, old man." His deep, husky voice set her nerves on fire. "She smells of vanilla, lilies, chilly peppers, chocolate and..." He turned his blazing eyes on Kagome. "And she smells of sex."

Kagome laughed nervously as a fresh wave of lust swept over her. "That was the worst line I've ever heard." She looked over her shoulder at her father. "Wasn't it Dad?... Dad?" Kagome shook a little, feeling weak from lack of food and the ferocious waves of lust that kept battering her.

"Kagome..." He looked at her, his eyes shocked and dark.

"He's not right is he?" Her step-father sighed. "Oh my..." Kagome suddenly seemed to have lost the power of speech as she turned to look at the young man who's blazing amber eyes seemed to light her on fire. He was looking at her hungrily. She opened and closed her mouth a couple of times, probably resembling a fish out of water and, yet, unable to care.

"Kagome..." The devastatingly handsome stranger tried out her name. "Humm. I suppose it's a good name for my mate." He bared his fangs in a toothy grin.

"Who are you?" Was the first thing that popped out of Kagome's mouth.

"You don't know me?" He asked in slight surprise and amusement. "Well, first off I'm your mate. But I suppose you're referring to my name. My name," he dragged out, "is Inuyasha."

"Huh?"

"Inuyasha." He repeated.

"I think I've heard of you." Kagome thought back to the previous night as the other girls talked about then handsome 'god' Inuyasha. She had to agree with them now.

"Well, a lot of people have. After all, Inutaisho is my father."

"Your... father?" How could his father be the lord of the dog demon tribe? This must be some weird dream.

"Sango, who is that?" Inutaisho asked, pointing to the female his son was currently latched onto. She was certainly attractive and if his son's scent and body language were as plainly obvious as he thought they were, he'd found his mate.

"Uh..." Sango looked a bit lost. "Well, actually, I've never met her. I think it's Kagome Higurashi. She is the only one I haven't seen."

"I thought you said you'd met everyone." Inutaisho's eyebrows drew together.

"Well, I thought I had... That is until I got to my room last night and was compiling all my data and then realized all I had on Kagome was her name and that she liked cheese pizza."

Inutaisho sighed and slapped his forehead. "Alright, thank you Sango. You're dismissed."

"Thank you sir." And she wandered off to go make preparations for dinner.

Inuyasha drew his mate close to him and buried his nose in her neck again. He loved her scent, was addicted to it. Kagome was still shell shocked. She was so confused as to everything, that she just asked the first thing that popped into her mind. It was embarrassing but she was way too lost to even fully appreciate what she was saying.

"I smell like sex?" Kagome asked. Inuyasha chuckled, a throaty sound that sent little shivers down her spine.

"Yeah... you smell like sex." He licked her neck and she gasped and jumped a little. Her step-father, forgotten in the background, was fuming. He was glaring at Inuyasha, flexing his claws and just barely restraining himself from prying the little pest off of his daughter and throwing him out the window.

Inuyasha opened his mouth over Kagome's neck and she could feel the tip of his fangs graze the juncture where her neck and shoulder met. He was about to bite down on the unawares Kagome's neck when a strong male voice called out.

"Inuyasha! Don't you dare do that in public." It was Inutaisho himself.

Kagome was snapped out of her shocked trance and shoved Inuyasha's chest. She had meant to shove him completely off her but only succeeded in making a gap of about six inches between them.

"Daddy..." Kagome whined and pushed against Inuyasha's chest. Her step-father made to advance towards her, but Inuyasha snarled at him and pulled her closer.

"Sorry sweetheart," Her father said in a regretful voice as he backed down.

"Listen Kagome," Inuyasha said, grabbing her chin and forcing her to look at him. "Kagome, you're mine. I don't want anyone else to touch you." Kagome looked into his eyes for a full minute and decided he was telling the truth. Her rebellious side suddenly decided to surface.

"No." She said and tried to squirm her way out of his arms. Inutaisho started to laugh.

"Come on now everyone, lets not fight. I believe Sango has prepared supper for us. Come, let us eat and get to know one another!" Kagome wasn't sure if he was trying to lighten the mood, was sincerely oblivious or was trying to save them from a scene. They were after all being watched closely.

Inuyasha looked longingly at her neck and a little whine escaped his throat.

"Okay Inuyasha, but only a court mark." Inutaisho warned. Inuyasha grinned wolfishly at Kagome. She squeaked and struggled against him.

"Calm down." He told her and she did. She was no longer struggling to be free of him, instead she was like a deer caught in the headlights. He grinned again and lowered his mouth to her shoulder again. He sniffed delicately and then licked her throat once more. She gasped slightly as her insides quivered. Then she felt his teeth break her skin. Instead of the pain she expected, an enormous wave of pleasure washed over her. Her head fell back and she moaned slightly. When she regained enough of her senses to tilt her head back up, she noticed Inuyasha was panting. Hard.

"What time is it?" She asked dazedly.

"It's very nearly six." Inutaisho said and grinned. He was glad his son had found his mate at last and was jubilated to see that she had spunk and a great man for a father. Even if he was only her step-father.

"Oh... I'm late for my date." Kagome said, slipping out of Inuyasha's arms and weaving between the people still crowded in the sun room. She was nearly out the door when she heard a great resounding "WHAT!" She looked over her shoulder and a giggle died in her throat as she watched Inuyasha furiously trying to get to the door.

"Eep!" Kagome shrieked and ran down the corridor. She was running every which way, Inuyasha quickly gaining on her. She eventually found the front door and slammed it in his face. She was panting hard as she ran down the stairs and met Miroku who was looking as her, slightly startled and immensely curious.

"Eh? You look a little... flushed. Didn't find a mate?" He asked staring at the fresh bite mark on her neck.

"Er... sort of." Kagome panted. "Look... can we just... get out of... here... fast?" She tried to look as innocent as possible. Miroku looked at her skeptically. She could tell he was suspicious.

The front doors of the Takahashi mansion burst open and Kagome winced. Not only was it loud and frightening, she feared for the intricate wooden doors. Inuyasha stormed down the stairs, looking positively furious. He was down the stairs and in front of Kagome and Miroku in an instant. Kagome expected him to throttle her but instead he grabbed Miroku by the collar and lifted him off the ground.

"You've got some nerve, monk. Asking my mate out on a date." He was emanating an immensely threatening aura.

"Well," a choking Miroku stammered, "I didn't know she - she was your mate, Inuyasha." Inuyasha snarled and then dropped Miroku and turned to Kagome. "Come on." He ordered and started walking away.

"No." Kagome said crossing her arms. Inuyasha turned rigid. He slowly turned on his heel and glared at her.

"What?"

"I... I said 'no'." She said in a slightly shaky voice.

"Oh, my sweet Kagome," Miroku said, seeming oblivious to the fighting. "Destiny has pulled us apart! Alas, I will leave with a sweet memory of our parting!" And that was when his hand started pawing at Kagome's backside.

There was a long silent pause. Kagome made a small sobbing sound and that was all it took. Inuyasha beat the living shit (to put it bluntly) out of Miroku and then he escorted the violated Kagome up the steps and into the house. Sango came out not long after and upon laying her eyes on the poor beaten man, she sighed, shook her head, and went back inside. He probably deserved it anyways.

Inuyasha led Kagome down one corridor and then another. He could sense that she was disturbed. Calmly and gently, he stopped and then turned Kagome and hugged her. She sniffled a little but felt strangely comfortable in his arms. They stood like that for what felt like an eternity before a plump little maid in a grey dress excused herself and gave Inuyasha a message from his father.

"Lord Inuyasha, Sir." The maid said timidly. "Your father, Lord Inutaisho, asks that you and your... mate get ready for dinner in the private dining room, Sir. He said, Sir that you were to dress smartly. He also said, Sir that Miss Kagome's things were being brought up to your room, Sir. Excuse me Sir, Miss, much to do!" And with that she bobbed off.

Kagome was a bit perplexed. "What does she mean; my stuff is in your room?"

"Well we're mates," Inuyasha rolled his eyes as he said this, speaking to her as if a five-year-old would have understood. "Obviously we'll be sharing a bed."

"Firstly," Kagome said, her anger boiling, "I don't appreciate you patronizing me. Secondly, I am not sharing a bed with you!"

"Of course you are. How else are we going to mate?" He was still looking at her as if it were something obvious. She growled.

"I won't sleep with you." Kagome argued defiantly as he pulled her along and up the stairs.

"We'll see later on this evening." He said as he suggestively stroked her butt. Kagome's face burned in a blush as she cleared her throat and moved away from Inuyasha. He chuckled and hooked his fingers into her back pocket and steered her to his bedroom. Kagome was very aware of his fingers every time she took a step. She felt like her face was on fire, her blush was so intense. She cleared her throat and tried to get away from his hand but he pulled her back and then, with his palm against her right butt cheek, he steered her into his room.

"I OBJECT!" Kagome screamed and stomped her foot. Inuyasha squeezed a little and then let go of her. Her face was flushed in anger and she glared at him as he pulled his forest green t-shirt over his head. She admitted to herself that indeed he was very attractive but he still couldn't treat her like an object. It would have to stop now. Nip it in the bud as it were.

"What are you wearing?" Inuyasha asked casually as he opened the door to a walk in closet.

"Nothing." Kagome responded without really hearing the question. She had just noticed the absolutely adorable fuzzy white dog ears nestled amongst his hair. They were the most adorable thing she had ever seen.

"Nothing eh?" He looked over his shoulder and found her staring at his ears. "What?" He asked moodily.

"Can... Can I touch them?" She asked tentatively. She looked a little embarrassed, but she really wanted to.

"Touch them?" Inuyasha asked. "My ears?" Kagome nodded. He sighed and walked over to sit down on the edge of his bed, prepared to let her pet them. She walked forward, her hands outstretched to touch them when inspiration suddenly hit and he jerked his head out of reach. Kagome whined a little and reached out to grab them. "I'll make a deal with you Kagome. You can only touch them when you're in your pajamas." He grinned, proud of himself for his craftiness. Kagome huffed.

"Fine. I didn't really want to pet them anyways." She crossed her arms and pouted. Inuyasha chuckled.

"You sure?" He twitched his ears cutely as she looked at him. She was transfixed for a moment but then she frowned.

"Yes." Damn she was stubborn.

"Okay then. Get dressed, we're going to dinner. In fact, I bet we're late." Inuyasha walked back into his closet and pulled a red silk button down shirt off a hanger. Kagome watched, ashamed at how attracted she was to him, as he slid it over his lean and muscular biceps and across his broad shoulders. He turned around, buttoning each button carefully. "Your clothes are just on the left. I suggest you wear something nice."

Kagome huffed as she brushed past him to see that all the clothing she had brought with her was hanging in an empty section of the closet. She looked over the small selection of clothes she had brought with her.

"Inuyasha..." She looked at him as he looked up at her. "Exactly how nice?"

Inuyasha walked over and looked over her clothes, a thoughtful expression on his face. "Well... I'd go with the skirt and a fancy top. But that's just me." He leaned against the door frame as Kagome pulled down her black skirt. It was fairly loose yet clung to her curves and allowed her to move. She supposed, since it was black, it would go with anything. She looked through her shirts and simply couldn't decide. So what did she do? She looked at Inuyasha.

"The black one." He sighed.

"Thanks." Kagome smiled as she pulled the black corset-like top off a hanger. She looked back and Inuyasha and just stood there.

"What?" Inuyasha asked when she didn't move for over a minute.

"Well I can't change with you there." She told him.

"What, do you need my help?" He asked, his eyes holding a mischievous glint. Kagome flushed.

"No! Of course not! I just meant that I won't change in front of you."

"Why not? I changed in front of you." He raised an eyebrow. Kagome threw her flip flop at him.

"It is not the same thing. Get out of here so I can change." She pushed him.

"Fine, fine." He walked out and closed the closet door quietly behind him. She sighed and stripped down to her underwear. She looked around her for a moment, holding her skirt. This closet was enormous, full of Inuyasha's clothes. He had some very nice clothes. T-shirts that probably cost fifty dollars that she bought for ten, pants you could easily find for thirty but probably cost him well over a hundred. Kagome was mesmerized by the soft silks of his dress shirts until she remembered that she was standing around in her underpants.

"Are you finished yet?" Inuyasha asked as he opened the door.

"Eep!" Kagome screeched and threw everything she could reach in his direction until he closed the closet door again. Kagome panted slightly before she pulled on her skirt and tried to figure out her top only to find that she needed a mirror to do it. She grabbed a pair of her new shoes and walked out of the closet. Inuyasha gave her a funny look. She scraped up her pride and dignity and explained. "I can't figure my top out without a mirror. Can you tell me where one is?"

"Here, let me get it." He offered. As he rearranged her top and tied up the laces, Kagome realized what a sweet gesture it was. He wasn't in any way being a pervert, just helping her. "Humm..." He looked her over and then walked around behind her and unhooked her bra.

"Itai! What are you doing?" Kagome asked, feeling exasperated and - to be honest - a bit tired.

"You can't wear this shirt with a bra. It looks weird." He informed her as he pulled her arms through the straps and then pulled her bra out of the top. The cold fabric was a shocking contrast to the warmth of her bra and she was a bit embarrassed when her nipples hardened as a result. As Inuyasha was walking back from putting her bra on a shelf in the closet, she bent over and put her shoes on, praying that the shirt would warm up quickly and he wouldn't notice.

"A little cold?" He asked when she stood up in her shoes. So much for discreet.

"I think I should put my bra back on." Kagome said uneasily.

"No, you look fine. Now come on, lets go confront my family and your father." He smiled as he took her small hand and enveloped it in his large one. He marveled at the revelation, it was so tiny, comfortable and warm, not to mention soft. His own massive hand had rough calluses along his fingers and his palm. Together then walked back down the hall and the stairs, each of them engrossed in their own thoughts.

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