Sesshomaru had experienced many a thing in his life. He had lived through the Great Decline, when demons began to disappear from the world and merge into human society as it progressed through the years. He often thought of his father then; how proud he would have been, to see mortals and youkai unite. He had died for his beloved, and left Sesshomaru to watch over the woman and their half-breed son. He loathed this, for a time, but even he was not heartless; he came to understand love, as his father had.

"Sesshomaru," The woman before him squawked, her face draining of color, as if she had seen a ghost.

It surprised him, because he had not formally used that name in a very long time. He didn't recognize the blue-eyed raven, either.

"Hn.." He muttured, his brow slightly raised, ignoring her utterance of his name. "Table for one, with coffee please. No sugar."

"Right this way!" She practically screeched, hurriedly placing him at a table in the back.

She was so flustered it made him chuckle - which only seemed to make her more anxious.

"How amusing," He thought, not unused to making women embarrassed at the sight of him. This one was different however, though he wasn't sure why.

"A-anything else I can get you?" She stuttured again, and he could tell that she was trying very hard to hold in whatever she was feeling at the moment.

"Your name," He said, and when she didn't answer he smiled at her, "Cat got your tongue?"

'More like a dog,' He thought, chuckling to himself again.

"Kagome," She spoke quietly, cheeks turning a pretty shade of pink. "My name is Higurashi, Kagome."

She scurried off before he could say anything else, and his coffee was brought to him a few minutes later by another waitress, to his disappointment; he had wanted to play with her some more.

-.-.-

Sesshomaru then visited her cafe every day for two weeks, at the same time, without fail. She was as meek as a mouse, never saying more than necessary and ran like a bat out of hell when his order was done.

He found it more than entertaining enough to keep coming back. What's more is there was no reason that she should know his name, yet she had addressed him as such every time. (She had even added a 'sama' honorific once - the horror on her face almost making him laugh out loud at her. Almost.) He was certain they had never met before the moment he decided to step inside the Yo-Kai Cafe, yet the girl looked as though she knew him, and knew him well to say the least.

He caught her just as she was leaving work one day. He was running late himself, after a long day of paperwork. Coincidentally, home was the same way she was walking, and he decided that he would walk beside her.

'Kagome Higurashi, who are you?'

"Hn.."