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Chapter 9: Shaken not Stirred

Miroku was in the kitchen that early morning prepping things for the day that he knew would be in need. The air was blowing sending in a nice cool breeze as he worked frugally trying his best to rid his mind of the previous night blunder. Miroku's cropped hair was out of his usual ponytail leaving it to dangle in his face. His dark black chef uniform that he chose reflected his current mood and was crinkled unlike the normal well pressed white uniforms he donned. His calloused hands loaded the washer and scrubbed the kitchen down clean of what very little filth that managed to sneak pass the sharp magnifying eyes of the twins. It was a soothing task that required very little thought and more muscle memory to perform. He wasn't normally this early to the restaurant but after the night he had, he needed something to do as a therapeutic release from his pent up stress. His nights were often filled with lavish parties and pretty faces that would fill his time well into the midnight hour and beyond, painting a beautiful image of passion and lust that would inspire the great Michelangelo into making a piece in his honor. However, the previous night did not go as dazzlingly as the woman that entrapped him had frighteningly odd taste in bedroom décor.

He had enticed her at a soiree celebrating someone's birthday that he didn't even know existed until he received an invite from an attendee. Somewhere near the champagne table he had come across a beauty that looked promising as she daringly raked him with her green eyes all night and even came over to share in a few laughs. Taking the hint he had briefly courted her with flattering dialogue and soon he was on his way to her bedchamber. Along the way the slender brunette woman lay sloppy wet kisses to his neck and cheeks which he had red flagged as a sign of foul bed play.

When they had made it to her large apartment across town, he was shocked to see the millions of porcelain dolls lining her shelves in every direction slightly blocking the bright pink wall paper. Not one to let the environment kill a mood he pushed forward anyway until he reached her bedroom locked in an embrace. Dolls, bears, and pink fuzzy things of all kinds stared down at him as he slowly began to disrobe her. It was reminiscent of a tennis match with all eyes staring intensely and the silence hanging in the air except for the sounds coming from the woman beneath him. Her hands were clumsy now displaying the skills of a pubescent teen sneaking off behind a parents' back. Her motions now that he thought about it seemed desperate and moved rather quickly as if she knew it would not last. His pants were nearly unbuckled when he made the mistake of looking up into the face of a doll that was dressed like one of the nun mothers from the church that he had ran away from. Its eyes were cold and frowning as if ready to come alive and perform and exorcism.

Miroku shook his head and let out a frustrated blow. "Depressing." He muttered under his breath while wiping his hands on his apron rather harshly. He had left in a fury finding and additional second in her room to be one too many. Miroku managed to buckle his pants and quickly throw on his shirt apologizing profusely finding it too weird even for his taste to lay with a woman trapped among the eyes of pink wallpaper, dolls, and a judging nun.

He wiped his forehead and strolled into the dining room with a wash cloth and a bottle of cleaning spray muttering curses underneath his breath at the night that lay in ruin and his libido uncared for. He glanced out of the large window to see the torrential rain beat harshly against Paris leaving her in a foggy grey cloud. Her lights were on to cut through the rain but it did very little. The sound of beads of water dropping on the roof could be heard and he sighed heavily remembering he had not brought with him an umbrella but simply his black bomber jacket. He hoped the rain would stop later in the night when they closed so he wouldn't be caught in it. In frustration at his despicable day he began cleaning the surface of a table angrily cursing his luck that the one night he had off was wasted. More thoughts plagued his mind from his choice on bed partners to his father's grave disapproval of his lifestyle which he received constant reprimands left on his cell's answering machine to last him many lifetimes.

Time ticked by and the rain only increased in fury reflecting his morose mood that morning. Lightning and thunder announced the storms presence in the city scaring many strollers off the sidewalks and into establishments to wait out the worse of it. A tapping noise clanked catching his attention and he looked around until his eyes fell on the window that peered out into gloom of Paris. Miroku wiped his hands on his apron of the cleaning product and walked through the foyer and towards the door. A man drenched in rain shook underneath the dry awning hanging over the entrance of the restaurant. The guy seemed relieved upon watching him approach the door.

Miroku undid the lock while scrutinizing the young man before him shaking but also showing no signs of despair. The man looked oddly feminine with the thin nose. No blemishes were on the face or any facial hair. He dressed in black slacks with a beige rain coat pulled tightly around him that dripped from the obvious soaking of the rain. His head was covered in a wool plaid beret leaving tiny wisps of baby hairs to fall out along the edges of his face. Big fierce dark brown eyes that sent shivers up his spine stared into him waiting for him to open the door clearly impatient. Half of his lower face was covered by the collar of the wet coat dripping onto the placement mat. Miroku touched the prayer seal in case it was trouble knocking at his door.

He opened it at a small angle already sure of what the man may have wanted. "Sorry sir but we don't open till 4pm." Miroku stated quickly moving to close the door and end the conversation.

"Sir?"

Before the door could close, the man's hand had caught the door tightly stopping it from closing. Miroku was shocked to see the spell he and Kagome had put on the restaurant simply let the stranger hold the door and not suffer the consequences of being tossed away and stunned. Kagome's and his seal should have activated at his forceful action. Yet his body did not glow the familiar pink or blue hue and was not thrown across the way. He simply held the door tightly in his hand with a very strong grip.

"Sir, I am the new pastry chef." The man called out in English over the sound of the rain beating the pavement outside. His voice was rather high pitched for a man and sounded womanly but the voice was rather low and sensual. Miroku wondered if this was one of Jac's tasteless jokes. He had never known Jac to do something like this but then it could also be someone else's cruel idea of a joke.

"You must be mistaken." Miroku stated glaring at the man putting more force on the door to close it. His accent was thick as he replied in English back to him.

Lightening flashed and thunder boomed high above them causing the man outside to jump and let out a very high shriek. The man pushed Miroku back with a powerful force and jumped inside pulling the door closed behind him. Miroku stumbled a bit before his senses came to him. He grabbed the guy by the shoulders ready to push him back outside but the man grabbed his hands and with the speed of a cheetah he found himself flipped and tossed backwards before his mind could process what had happened. His body hit the floor harshly with a loud thud. The wind was knocked from his lungs releasing a harsh gasp for air.

"I'm so sorry! I'm not usually afraid of weather but that last strike caught me off guard." The man stated rushing over to him with wide eyes. Miroku looked up to see the man stare down at him. Miroku shifted to get up and fight when he stilled in his place. The guy pulled off his cap letting long silky black tresses fall down graciously. He quickly unzipped the trench coat where his mouth was and revealed a pink pout that chased away all thoughts and ideas that this was a man. Large brown eyes and a contoured heart shaped face looked down to him revealing the face he had only seen in pictures. "I'm Sango, Kagome's close friend." Recognition flashed on Miroku's face at seeing the completed look and he nearly groaned at his own stupidity.

"You must be Miroku." She stated now standing and offering her hand for him to grasp. He quickly took it and with strength he didn't know women to have, he was yanked off the floor in seconds and placed on his own two feet.

"No, no. My apologies." Miroku stated doing his best to recover from his faux pau. He watched as she took off her coat and immediately he rushed to retrieve it and hang it in the coat room next to the foyer to dry. He came out the room and stopped to see curves hugged tightly by a white chef's apron over a hot pink dress shirt and black yoga pants that nearly dropped him to his needs. He found himself leaning to the side to look at her back end which didn't go unnoticed by the brunette.

"Yes, you are definitely, Miroku." She mumbled as a slight mortified blush reached her cheeks. With a toss of her hand she waved him away and decided to go do what she came here for. Sango walked further into the restaurant looking at the dining room and marveling at the design in awe of Kikyo's work. She cringed inwardly thinking on Kikyo's current predicament having seen her a few times about Tokyo stumbling her way through life reeking of shoju. Sango steeled her expression going into the kitchen not paying attention to the man that followed no doubt appreciating her backside. "Do you speak French?" He asked.

Sango looked back at him along the route forward. "Very little I'm afraid. I lost quite a bit when I moved back to the States and opened my store in Japan." She answered.

Miroku leaned rushed ahead to open the door for her inside the kitchen hoping to redeem himself but from the unimpressed look on her face he knew he had come in on a rough landing. "So, seeing you is rather unexpected. Kagome said that you were coming next month." He stated leaning against a counter watching her stroll around the kitchen scanning with a critical gaze.

Sango nodded while running her finger along the stove checking for grease stains. "I decided to come early when I saw what that asshole put in Sizzle magazine."

Miroku frowned at this and sighed clutching the bridge of his nose. The restaurant was taking a beating after the prick's review. Shikon still had max reservations and loyal patrons came but that didn't stop the press from trying to dig for a story and less future reservations were coming in which could possibly hurt them financially but it was too early to say. What was being affected were their current tables that were left empty and free for walk-ins which were very few and far in between. Nobody with a reputation worth its salt wanted to eat at a place condemned by a royal prince. Every article was posting the review which was odd as he had never known the demon to be so…systematic at passing along his criticism. He supposed his fiancé had more merit then they gave her credit. But then again he didn't know Sesshomaru now like he did when he and Inuyasha use to party together. After all it was rather strange that a critically acclaimed restaurant which had received so much praise for years all of a sudden received a bad review from such a well-known powerhouse. He looked up as Sango made her way to the pastry station learning the setup. "Yeah, we're doing pretty well despite the negative press but for how long remains a mystery."

Sango nodded and placed her hands on her hips before looking at him critically. "Well that's why I'm here. I decided to come early and help you guys out as my dessert shops are doing pretty well. You guys just need to bump up your menu is all." She stated immediately pulling out large bowls and things she needed. "I won't let that pompous asshole get away with this." She stated pulling out bags of flour.

Miroku was taken aback by her declaration. Her accent was a very strong American one which intrigued him as to how she ended up in Japan opening a very successful dessert shop. He looked at her again taking in her curves as she reached for things and began preparing her table. Miroku walked around the table curiously watching her as she went about grabbing more things. She pushed him out of the way with strong hands mumbling to herself about ingredients. He heard a few of her words and went to assist her by grabbing things out of the large industrial fridge they had specially built. He set the things next to her bowl and watched as she came back with seasoning and washed her hands thoroughly clean.

Sango's hands poured in the granulated flour into the large steel bowl and began turning it with her fingers to settle it. Her fingers were white and powdery with eyes intensely counting what needed to be done. She reached to grab an egg when suddenly her eyes flashed and her hand fisted. Before Miroku knew what was happening he found her white floured covered hand had made an introduction to his cheek and sent him sprawling back onto the floor in a daze taking down a lonely egg that crashed next to his ear. "I'm going to kick your ass!" She screamed now rolling up her sleeves.

The door to the back opened and Sango braced herself with her fist raised to do more damage. The sound of soft footsteps on the wooden floors was heard and the door opened. Sango looked up to see her very best friend stroll into the kitchen in confusion dressed in her uniform with her hair pulled up in a messy bun. Her purse was clutched tightly to her side and her face held a slight dewy mist no doubt from the rain outside. Elation floated onto Kagome's face and immediately Kagome walked around to the station and embraced her friend with relief and joy in her eyes.

"Sango!" Kagome yelled before she frowned at Miroku laying on the floor almost causing her to trip. Miroku's cheek was tinted red with a large white hand print seemingly tattooed onto his face with an egg splattered by his ear. "Miroku why are you on the floor! And clean this up!" She spoke stepping over him before being enveloped in a powerful hug she hadn't felt since she had left Japan.

Miroku sighed rubbing the pain in his face not quite use to feeling so much throbbing from an assault before. "Was that really necessary?" He complained wondering when the feeling of his skin would return instead of the biting sting he felt.

Kagome and Sango chatted quickly while Miroku managed to peel himself off of the floor. "So what are you doing here? You weren't supposed to be here so soon.

"Well I decided to come early. My brother Kohaku is being groomed to be the leader of our clan…father is slowly handing over the reins. Of course he wanted me to take over but Kohaku really wants this way more than I do. So I stepped down and went back to baking. I'm not needed in the States with my clan except to train my brother occasionally for certain things." She explained. "I had just finished training my own girls at my bakery in Tokyo when I saw Sizzle Magazine." Sango said awkwardly looking down into the beginnings of her bread mixture. "I trained them quickly and came as fast as I could."

Kagome bit her lip in annoyance. Several times she had entertained the idea of marching up to the Tashio property and giving the arrogant bastard a piece of her mind. Sango saw the rage brewing and immediately gripped her shoulder. "Don't worry. I have a plan." Sango motioned to her mixture. "From now on your restaurant will make all in house breads." She stated with confidence.

Kagome smiled brightly. Sango was known for her pastry skills. They had attended the same French culinary school in France but with different areas of expertise and styles. Sango always use to joke that making bread was a great workout and had been a secret skill for women of her clan back when demon extermination was highly demanded. Now, they worked as a special unit of the police force alongside other demons to take care of problematic demons and humans that broke the law. Dough forming built muscles in the arms making women quite the unexpected opponent able to deal catastrophic blows.

Miroku was cleaning up the egg off floor listening intensely to the conversation. He was intrigued and a bit frightened of Sango's family heritage and odd skill. No wonder her slap was so hard. I could just imagine if she had punched me. He whined inwardly. But as he snuck another glance at her butt he decided to take the challenge presenting itself in front of him. Never had he seen such a prize sculpted so beautifully. He would not pass up the opportunity he vowed.

Sango immediately began working on her dough again. "I decided to serve my bakery's signature bread along with your soups. If business picks up then I may sell my bread through your restaurant if that's fine with you." Sango stated working out the details in her head.

Kagome nodded enthusiastically. "Of course! And thanks again Sango!" She stated reaching over to hug her friend again while avoiding her sticky hands still molding in the steel bowl. Kagome pulled back and looked down at the mixture and all the seasonings lined up. "Wait to you meet the twins. They won't disappoint." Kagome stated strongly.

Sango nodded knowing that Kagome had high standards and wasn't just gushing to assure her. "Good. When they get here we need to train quickly and also I'll set a budget for things we need. We're in France so you know pastry making is almost as intense as fighting a demon. But don't worry. I'm going to just make a few samples and we will test your market. Then later we're going to get back at that Inu demon." Sango stated strongly pulling her hands out of the dough and reaching behind her for a weapon not there.

Kagome sweat dropped at her friend's ferocity. She watched Sango turn the dough again with her hands beating it into submission. "Well calm down. I decided the best thing to do was to give him as little attention as possible. The best way to annoy someone is to ignore them." She stated placing her purse on the countertop.

Miroku walked over leaning across from Kagome with his hip on the edge of a counter top and his thumb tapping his chin. "Maybe there is a way to get back at him without insulting."

Sango looked up at this intrigued. Her hands still beat the dough in front of him sending a silent warning having not forgotten his unwarranted behavior. "Continue, Monk." She stated.

"Kagome told you?" He asked looking between the two as Kagome looked away.

"Really Kagome!" Miroku yelled. "Not everyone needs to know!"

"It was a funny story! I mean how many monks you know come work for you in a restaurant. "Kagome waved him off. "Finish your idea." She cut in trying to change the subject.

Miroku sighed heavily pushing the subject to the side for a later time. "Anyway…Sango can make her special bread and we hold a table for the Tashio family. We could make a big promotion about it and have them be the first ones to try it."

Sango nodded in agreement. "Wait, do you know them or something?" She asked looking between the two. "Kagome you said you didn't." Sango explained thinking back on their conversation on the phone.

"I don't! I just met a few Tashio's last week in passing and the youngest son nearly gave Rin a heart attack over ice cream." She stated in frustration. "And I only accept reservations! We are not doing this!"

Sango nodded leaning across the countertop toward Miroku. "You think you can get them here tonight? We need to do this as soon as possible before this gets worse."

"Excuse me!" Kagome broke in but her words were pushed to the background.

Miroku nodded pulling out his phone. "I can get the whole Inu clan here if you would like." Already he began searching for Inuyasha's number.

"That is brilliant. Invite the Inu family here and maybe we can get a picture of them all having a good time. It would definitely cause the media to question the review and really draw in business. I'm sure where the Tashio's eat, everyone else would want to as well." Sango stated nodding her approval and ushering for him to make the call.

Kagome reached over and grabbed his phone out of his hand. She glared at them both. "This is breaking everything that I have set up. If I allow them this, than anybody else rich and famous will try to get in without a reservation. I have had enough of egos to last several lifetimes having learned my lesson in Tokyo."

Sango pulled her hands out of the dough and gave Kagome a critical gaze. "Rather or not you want to admit this Kagome. You need it. Word had reached all the way to the States and Japan about how 'undesirable' your food is." She stated using air quotations around the words written by the Western Lord. "The Lech has a good idea. You and I both know this restaurant is in hot water." She stated using her American idioms which Miroku mentally questioned listening to her speech. "You cannot afford to be choosy right now. We need a plan of attack." Kagome shook her head and Sango grabbed her shoulders to shake her. "You need this! Come on. Just this once and I promise we will bring down the hammer on anyone in the future."

Kagome's body shook front and back as she mulled it over. She thought over the bills sitting on her desk and sighed knowing that Sango was right. Having a reservation guaranteed profit but after experiencing the callouts and relying on walk-ins for the past two weeks, was nerve racking. Finally after a few more torturous seconds she nodded her consent. Sango hugged her tightly before releasing her and going over to wash her hands again so she could go back to her dough. "But just this once!" Kagome said softly hearing the sounds of the others coming in to begin prepping for the day. She looked at her bag and dug out her cell phone deciding that she would make the call herself for politeness. She hatched a plan to go outside and walk around so as to not be heard by anyone. "Keep this to ourselves." She threatened spiking her aura a bit in warning before moving to open the door and greet everyone as if the evening would be like any other ordinary evening.

"This was so nice of Kagome!" Izayoi exclaimed looking around the fabulous restaurant and taking in the ambiance. They sat near the large window at a long table with cushioned rich chocolate quilted chairs securely protecting their privacy from the other patrons as well as from the paparazzi already swarming the front of the restaurant and the windows. The windows were one way mirrored so they had nothing to fear. Beautiful chandeliers hung from the ceiling casting a soft honey glow on the walls giving it a cozy feeling. White table cloth draped over all the tables with beautiful crystal glassware, cups, and silverware was placed around the large party. Beautiful paintings that she found vaguely familiar hung from the walls tastefully bringing everything together. Around them was a black lacquered border blocking them from sight from the other patrons nosy observations. Conversation and wine had flowed beautifully with her family there dining at the table. "Whoever did this décor should be paid to do the estate here in France. I would be so at ease." She stated looking up at her mate with a smirk knowing he caught the hint.

Inutashio sipped his wine now engaging in conversation with his youngest son and daughter chatting at the table. Inuyasha sat slouched and relaxed in his seat with his arm draped behind the booth at ease after sipping his strong Godfather beverage. He listened to Shiori excitedly exclaim about their good fortune at being friends with the owner and her account of the time they met. The smell of delicious food filled the air and tickled the senses in delightful expressions of culinary expression. Inuyasha glanced back at the door from which he could separate the appetizing aromas from the soft sweet scent of the woman of the hour. He was shocked to receive her call from Kagome personally inviting him and his whole family for the great help they had been in Rin's life. He looked around the table happy that the ice prick and the snotty wench wasn't invited on this little social outing. They all turned off their cell phones except for Shiori who was waiting on Kaede to arrive with Rin as a surprise for Kagome.

"I wish Sesshomaru could join us." Shiori muttered sipping her Tokyo rose cocktail. Everyone was dressed splendidly having just come back from a show and was now enjoying their dinner as afterwards they planned on going to an art exhibit opening. The women were dressed in exquisite diamonds and beautiful colored dresses that matched their long flowing hair that was a staple of the Tashio women. The two men were sharp in their suits except Inuyasha who chose to not wear a tie or button up the top buttons slightly annoying his mother.

"Well if the asshole would just abandon ship then maybe he would be here." Inuyasha growled hating it when Shiori became sentimental especially over the eldest. His golden eyes trailed back to the double doors wondering what Kagome was like in her element. Suddenly his head snapped to the side to see a waiter walk over with a primly dressed Kaede and roughly looking Totosai holding onto a frilly dressed Rin with a red sparkly blouse and covered waist down in white tulle with glittery pink shoes. Her hair hung down as she held onto Totosai's tall form. Everyone stood up out of respect and helped Kaede get seated as Rin was passed along like a work of art to be admired and kissed upon.

"Look who I found." Totosai stated pointing to his old friend.

Inuyasha smirked crossing his arms over his chest to see Myoga begrudgingly wait and make sure they were seated. "Don't tell me you have been hiding here this whole time flea bag!"

"Inuyasha!" Izayoi chastised glaring at him before her attention was back towards Rin across the table from her.

Inuyasha didn't pay her words any attention as he glared at his supposed old French companion for the first time in ages. Myoga use to be his personal hawk that reported everything he did to his father. But the old man got scared of a little fight he had gotten himself into and quit. Granted his life was threatened a few times by other demons….and this particular demon was rather strong but the flea was relatively safe especially with his unique ability to shrink himself and runaway as he did often. Myoga turned his nose up refusing to dignify the youngest with a remark. "Someone will be attending to you shortly." He responded before bowing and nodding his head at his previous employer who tried his best to contain the knowing smirk. With what little dignity he could salvage, he turned away and left the past behind him once again; praying to his newly found Catholic God that they would stay there this time and not return. But as he walked away he knew that the prayer may have come a bit too late. Immediately he began praying and crossing over his chest for a miracle and for protection.

Rin was excited to see her mom and signed her joy to the family. She wanted her mom to see her skirt which she had picked out. Kaede smiled softly before speaking ushering for Shiori to keep Rin's skirt pulled down. "My apologies. Rin does not like her hair touched especially with water."

Shiori smiled brightly passing Rin to her Inuyasha after kissing her lovingly before looking at the menu. Inuyasha wasn't quite prepared but took her into his arms and nuzzled her nose. She yipped her excitement to him and reached for his ears. He indulged her interest and helped her massage his ears gently so to avoid the danger of her little claws and strong grip. After a while, Inuyasha passed her to his father across the table who looked rather intrigued at the little one whom he seen a few times at Kaede. She was a very sweet pup with a happy disposition practically all the time. She smelled of roses obviously having rolled around in Kaede's garden it seemed. He nuzzled her voluminous brown mane covered head and nipped her affectionately on the tip of her right ear much like how he did Shiori. Her scent was light and fruity but the layers of the dog clan in which she hailed from were strong and powerful beneath it. Kagome's scent mingled in hers as well letting anyone know that indeed she had a strong parental figure in her life. Its strong characteristic mingled with the hum of miko energy successfully cohabitating inside the little pup alongside her demonic aura. It fascinated him and always left an impression that he knew this pup. He had seen or smelt this pup from somewhere but he could not fathom where exactly. As if he had spent time around this pup at one point but he could not fathom where. Curiosity was said to have killed the cat but it also fired up the dog.

"Stop hogging her." Izayoi complained reaching out for her. Inutashio smirked and handed over the little one so his mate could coo and coddle to her heart's desire. Rin smiled brightly and signed to her that she was hungry. Kaede saw this and she nodded. "The dear needs to eat."

Izayoi talked to her and pointed to things on the menu but Rin seemed to not be interested already knowing what she wanted. She looked up to see her son staring rather curiously at the kitchen. She looked but only saw a waiter exit with a tray of food before the doors closed. She leaned in with a smile and kissed Rin's head affectionately with a humorous expression. Inuyasha looked back at the kitchen before a familiar scent assaulted his nose.

Inuyasha's ears perked up. They spun in one direction pass the lacquered border and a low growl came from his lips. He looked but became silent not sensing the other that tagged along with their new visitor. A waiter immediately brought over a chair and placed it at the end of the long table. Everyone looked to see Sesshomaru dressed as eloquently as the men of his family enter the restaurant making his way straight to their table. Some couldn't see because of the border but the others could. His long hair was pulled into a low ponytail and his body was in a well fitted black suit. Inuyasha looked behind him to see Myoga shrinking away in the shadows making a beeline for the kitchen. Inuyasha knew all hell would break loose.

Sesshomaru walked to the table taking in everyone while also seeing a fresh face in the arms of his sire's mate. He looked at the girl and noticed she looked vaguely familiar but couldn't place where he had met the little one. He brushed it off as maybe his father was indulging his mate into siring another child or maybe adopting this one as people tended to do these days.

"Yay!" Shiori squealed standing up to greet her brother and make room next to her so she sat in the middle of her siblings. Sesshomaru nipped her on the ear before taking his seat at her side ordering a glass of scotch from the waiter. Shiori looked to him with brewing speculation. "That whore isn't here is she?"

"Shiori!" Izayoi exclaimed hoping that Rin didn't hear her foul language. Shiori covered her mouth a bit apologetic at her choice of words but not regretful.

Inuyasha rolled his eyes agreeing with Shiori. He spoke before Sesshomaru could answer. "He ditched her. About time." He congratulated as the waiter came back with his brother's strong brand of scotch on the rocks. Then he looked back at the door to see Kagome and some other woman he had never seen before peek out the door and look towards them. Her hair was piled messily on her head with a pencil poking through it. Even at his distance he could smell her light scent that blew over him like a gentle breeze. Inuyasha looked at the other woman who had large brown eyes and features that he presumed weren't European. Her hair was pulled tightly back into a long ponytail. He watched their eyes scan the room until they fell on his full table trying to get a better angle to see the family. He smirked in Kagome's direction. He could tell she was embarrassed at being caught. Kagome immediately said something and went back into the kitchen. Unfortunately the other woman stood up and came out of the doors. Fury came off her in waves as she rolled up her pink sleeves to her elbows with an impressive scowl on her face thrown in his direction. He watched curiously as Kagome came out and yanked the woman back inside the kitchen by her shoulders. The doors swung from the force and he tried his best to listen in their direction but found he couldn't hear anything oddly enough.

"Inuyasha."

He looked over to his mom who pointed to the waiter clearly waiting on his to give his order. Izayoi smiled brightly kissing Rin furiously now while Inuyasha gave him his request. Right when he finished he looked at Sesshomaru and growled. "Why are you here anyway? You hate this place remember?"

"Where did you get that idea from ignorant little brother?" He asked glaring at him. "I wrote one review and simply said I did not enjoy the duck but everything else was consumable with a bit of water."

"Bastard." Inuyasha growled out looking over his sister at the one he shared blood and name with.

"That was mean." Shiori muttered taking another sip of her drink. "You didn't have to say it so crudely and spread it everywhere." She stated with intense eyes. "One magazine was enough don't you think?"

"Hn?" He simply asked.

"You really don't know?" His father asked having an idea into the situation as it made sense. His son was never one to do such…petty attacks and slander someone so vulgarly especially about something trivial as a duck. Also, his son shared his same regards that if he didn't like something, he just eliminated it from his life. As if she could mind read Shiori pulled out her phone and began searching on the internet for reviews done by her brother. She leaned over and showed him on her phone the tons of reviews done under his name about the Shikon. He let out a growl from his lips at seeing the images of him and his review.

"I did not write this." He stated looking at the other articles. "I wrote one review and sent it to a magazine but that was all."

"That bitch!" Shiori yelled nearly standing up in anger before her mother's glare along with that of Kaede made her think twice about her behavior. Their glasses shook rattling a bit from her movement. Even her father glared at her for her choice of words. By saying such things was Ludacris because she too was indeed a female and a dog. It was not a term to be used in such a manner but actually held as one of endearment for the women of their clan. Shiori spoke a few things in their tongue as she shook in her seat filled with rage.

"Of course she would do it!" Shiori harshly whispered.

Kaede and Totosai looked to them in question. Inuyasha saw their confused faces and filled them in. "The a-wipe over here nearly ruined the reputation of Kagome's restaurant by sending it to every magazine and newspaper that would publish it."

Sesshomaru's aura spiked and he growled at his explanation before he stilled hearing a strange sound. He looked across the table to see the little pup push against the table into Izayoi's chest clearly afraid of him. Shiori turned to him and scowled. "Look what you did now! You scared her pup!"

Sesshomaru sniffed in the pup's direction scenting her. He smelt nothing and sensed nothing of the usual that would connect her with Izayoi or his father. Yet a distinct light floral scent mixed with hers that didn't match with the girl's natural fruity scent. The scent seemed to grow suddenly leaving him confused. "Whose pup is this?"

"She is mine."

Everyone looked a bit shocked and fearful at seeing indeed Kagome standing before them with her arms crossed her chest. Rin immediately reached for her mother and Izayoi handed her over quite concerned about Rin's fearful reaction to Sesshomaru's growl. Rin immediately buried her nose in her mother's neck and held on tightly now happy. She signed 'surprise' to her mother and looked upon her with glee. Izayoi swallowed thickly before speaking up. "We wanted to surprise you with Rin. Doesn't she look beautiful? Of course it is just for dinner."

Kagome glared at the older Inu before looking down to her daughter's outfit. She couldn't help the slow smile coming to her lips seeing Rin so happy and beautiful. "Well I'm surprised all right." She stated kissing Rin on her cheeks before holding her tightly to her chest unsure if she wanted to put her down just yet. She had felt it in the kitchen as Rin called out to her in fear. Without thinking twice Kagome marched out of her kitchen in search of the aura until she found her. It was with great confusion that upon her arrival she felt the flare of strong energy. With the instinct that only another mother knows, she came to the table. Kagome glowered at him reflecting his own cold icy gaze that he threw back at her. His aura was hostile a bit and she flexed her own in silent warning.

"For someone that doesn't like my food, I see you came back." She stated with a crooked smile.

Izayoi looked panic and reached for Rin. Kagome felt her tug and gladly handed her daughter to the woman to deal with the pain in her backside head on.

Sesshomaru was not in the mood at the moment to indulge in her baiting. "Listen girl, this Sesshomaru does whatever he pleases." Her arms uncrossed at his words and were placed now on her hips. "And now that I have something stronger to numb my taste, I think I can stomach it this time."

"Oh really?" she stated as everyone looked in shock unsure of what to do. Inutashio did not want to growl as it would surely upset the pup next to him who was already beginning to whimper feeling her mother's anger. "Clearly you don't have a brain or moral standards of your own as you can be so easily manipulated into doing the dirty work of a woman. Where is she by the way? Throwing a tantrum because she couldn't get her way? Oh that's right…" She snapped her finger and tapped her chin. "You will just..." Her voice turned into a dark sinister growl. "…and bark at everyone when she doesn't get her way like the good pet you are."

This had caught his attention and had him seething. Shiori saw this and immediately did the one thing she could think of the salvage the night. The food came and quickly was placed on the table as the staff had sensed their boss's ire. They also knew that they would have to control the crowd that would be drawn if there was an altercation. The steaming hot savory food was placed and they began dishing out condiments before leaving quickly and reporting to Bank and his band of brothers. Luckily they were placed secluded from sight but their words however may draw attention. She pulled out her phone and sat it on the table. Izayoi bounced Rin happily trying her best to keep the little one happy. Inutashio leaned over and nuzzled her neck. Rin visibly calmed at this trusting the older demon that everything would be fine.

Myoga walked over and politely whispered something in Kagome's ear. "Sara has passed out again at seeing Lord Sesshomaru."

"What?" Kagome asked in confusion as Myoga shrugged and walked away not wanting to be in the photo he saw coming.

"Smile!" She yelled in the highest pitch so she could catch everyone's attention. She took the first photo and waited until she took another. The flash went off and it was blinding causing them all to cringe. She looked to the screen to see slowly everyone turn and face her camera with understanding and smiles…except for Kagome and Sesshomaru. She took one more before looking at the picture and smiling in triumph.

"Yes!" She smiled deviously and sent it to social media. But before she posted it to her site, she tagged the abominable woman she loathed. And with a wicked smile she gave the photo a heading.

"The Family is Complete! Jokes on all you magazines! Thanks for the free press!"

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