And Another! I'm working on how this story is going to end now, I'm thinking less than 30 chapters.
Early morning, Naraku and Kagura was up and headed to continue his plans, he needed to set up some additional surveillance for a certain miko that moved but first, a quick visit with the local crime boss in had in the city. Klaus Chikova. Police had tried multiple times to prosecute the Russian for his crimes but they could never pin anything on the smart man. They knew he sold guns, drugs and people at times but they couldn't trace the weapons, can't find the money or the stash house he hid the drugs. The worst part being every time they catch someone he sold they would rather commit suicide than talk.
They had tabs on all his businesses but the bear demon was smart, far too cunning for his own good. He actually sued the police twice for harassment and won both times. He was the picture perfect actor when it came to playing victim, his donations to charities made the community love him and he had the Mayor in his pocket. So every time they came close to the guy, alarms were sounded and people would call the department filing complaint after complaint against them.
Naraku also knew the demon was working for the rebellions. As the main contributor of weapons, the humans were lining his pockets for his guns and blades, and as an inside trader, the secrets he sold to the demons were also making him quite wealthy. The spider definitely wanted the man on his side when he brought this war to the front lines.
Naraku drove to the estate of the Chikova family as Kagura did her best to calm her temper. She really didn't like this guy because he sold females, demon and human, as sex slaves and the bear demon knew that and tended to taunt the wind demoness. Getting out of the car they walked up the steps and knocked on the door. A butler answered, a small man with a gray bird's nest in a tailored 3 piece suit.
Naraku smiled down at the little man, " We're here to see Klaus."
A sharp foreign accent lulled on the thick voice of the old man, " Do you have an appointment?"
" No. We would just like to talk to him for a moment."
His black bushy eyebrows frowned, " Master Klaus does not entertain pop ups. Go make an appointment." he stated firmly, closing the door.
Naraku stepped forward, stopping him, " Woah now, all we want is 5 minutes of your boss' time, that's it."
" As I said sir, Master Klaus..."
" Its fine Obba, let them in."
The tiny butler turned, seeing his boss making his way down the stairs fixing the cuff links to his shirt. He was tall, in amazing shape for a bear demon, his long brown hair was in a high ponytail. A bear claw print in the middle of his forehead. Brown jagged strips on each cheek and wrist. His sharp brown eyes taking in his surroundings before he stopped at the bottom of the steps with a smile, " Naraku and his pet, what brings you to my home so earlier in the morning?"
Kagura frowned, she hated his casual confidence, " My name is Kagura." she mumbled.
Naraku just smiled, ignoring her, " I just wanted a moment of your time to talk."
Klaus smirked, " Well then, how about you join me for breakfast."
The tiny butler frowned, but allowed the guest entrance as Klaus made his way down the hall to his large breakfast nook. The bear had a seat as the maids served a large breakfast for the three of them. Naraku, playing polite, picked up a bagel, Kagura on the other hand simply sat and stared. They both could feel the dark and malicious aura pulsing strongly on the other side of the table. A sickening type of evil that threatened to consume you if you get to close. A nauseating heinous aura that made Kagura's skin crawl. Klaus took his time settling into his seat, exploiting relaxation, he took a moment to pull out a cigar from his inside pocket and light it. He took a long drag before letting out the smoke, " Want one?"
" I don't smoke." Kagura mumbled.
He just nodded, " So, how can I help you today?"
Naraku raised a brow, " Have you heard anything about the demon and human rebellion attacking each other last night?"
Klaus just nodded, his smile sickly sweet, " Yes, there was a murder of a human and an attempted murder of demon. It seems this treaty is on the edge of being over ruled."
" Russell Kancaid was murdered last night as well." Naraku said, biting into his bagel.
Klaus blinked, surprised by the statement, " Really."
Naraku nodded, " Heard he bought Aces and was trying to start up a business. He was an arms dealer right."
Klaus frowned, that was true, he said he had a shipment of specialized weapons coming in that he wanted to sell. Klaus was interested and said he would check it out once he set up his warehouse. " Have you heard anything about his merchandise?"
Naraku shook his head, " His shipment was taken. Did he ever mention his supplier?"
The bear demon blew out smoke, " No, he was new in town, didn't trust anyone yet."
Naraku took a sip of the orange on the table, " The last thing his guards remember is a woman entering his room. Where you supplying him with girls?"
He laughed, it was sadistic, eerily malicious, " He opened a tab the night he came to my club. My girls are the best at what they do after all."
Kagura fought the urge to punch the asshole in the face, " Maybe one got fed up and fought back."
Brown eyes looked to her, " Not with the process I put them through. Or would you like to see for yourself."
Natraku glanced up from the french toast he was eating, " Kagura is useless unless its to kill someone. Trust me."
Klaus laughed, agreeing, " She does look like she'd make someone work for it with those thin hips. Can you even take dick girl, what's your pain level?"
Naraku smiled, leaning back in his seat, seeing an opening, " Would you like to see? We can make a trade for a day."
Klaus rubbed a large hand against his chin, " That might be fun, I love breaking in a new girl."
Kagura stood, done with this conversation, " I'll be outside." she mumbled, heading for the door.
She stomped her way outside and into the heat, not wanting to be in the presence of those men any longer. Kagura eyes watered for a quick a moment, a hatred running over her face at the thought, a sadness and devastation creeping in her skin as she folded her arms and leaned against the car. He was going to make her do, she knew he was. He was going to give her to that man, knowing how much she already hated him, how much she despised the selling of girls. He was still going to use her in anyway possible. She already did his manipulation, she already did his killings and know she would have to sell her body too.
She slapped at the tears, demanding her eyes to stop crying. She hated him! She hated him with every fiber in her being! A weariness washed over her, but what can she do? She was a slave just like the girls Klaus kidnapped and sold. She was just like them, no power over her own body. What was she suppose to do? How could she save herself from him? Save herself from this nightmare, this hell she lived every damn day?
Naraku was taking a bite of a crescent, as he made his way down the steps towards the car with a smile, " That was rude of you to walk out like that."
" I didn't want to intrude on the conversation." she answered with a mumble. Naraku just got in the car, wiping crumbs off his face. He was okay with Kagura's disrespect towards a potential partner. He got exactly what he came for an a little extra gift for himself on the side. He bet she wasn't going to disrespect anyone in his presence again. Naraku grinned and pulled off the street, " Things like this wouldn't happen if you would follow my orders."
Kagura blinked, " What?" all she ever did was follow his damn orders.
There was a pause, " I know you sent a demon to my Miko's home last night."
Red eyes went wide, how the hell would he know that! She frowned, " You told me to stir up some trouble so I did."
Naraku frowned, the look made Kagura hold her breath, she knew what it meant, she was in bigger trouble than she thought, " My miko is off limits and you know that. Your interference once again caused me to change my plans."
She shook her head, " I swear I was just doing what you asked, you said you wanted investigations and she is..."
" I know what she is!" he snapped at her, " She is mines and mines alone to deal with. You got that."
Slowly she nodded, " Yes Naraku."
He suddenly smiled, getting on the highway, " Good. You will be at Klaus house on Saturday between midnight and four. He would like you to wear something the color of honey. You know how bears are with their honey." Crimson eyes glanced over to the female, " Sounds fun right."
Kagura just frowned, turning away from her boss, gazing out of the window, " Yes Naraku."
He glanced at her before smiling, " Perhaps he can teach you how to listen."
Kagura frowned, sniffled and fought her tears, refusing to look at the evil in the drivers seat. She had to think of a way out of this, she had to find freedom.
Yvonne was behind her desk, twirling one of her lethal Chinese sticks between her fingers, her chin in her hand as she jadedly read over the papers in front of her. She was suppose to be working but she really didn't feel like it right now. Besides, her boss wasn't here yet and she needed his signature on a few proposals to move to the next step anyways.
The older beautiful woman glanced over to a framed photo of the last years annual ball. She had went all out with her white gown to impress her boss. Though it didn't persuade his decision to change their relationship from strictly business, he did take a picture with her. She smiled at the photo, her and was laid gently on his chest as he stood beside him in his handsome black tux. His arm lightly around her waist, ever so softly pressing her against him. She had never been so happy in all her life, in that moment he was just hers, she wished that moment could last forever.
She picked the photo up, imagining herself in a white wedding gown instead of a ball gown and smiled. With a roll of her eyes and a chuckle, she put the photo down. In all her years working for the inu, she never seen him take any girl he shared a bed with seriously. There was times obsessed women would stalk the office after a night with the great demon lord, then it became her job to get rid of them. So she knew how much of a play boy the demon really was and also knew he had a preference. Yvonne knew, her being human wasn't a disqualifying factor, but she had only ever seen her lord associate himself with other power and rich females. And she was neither, but she still hoped and dreamed that one day he would notice her potential before she was too old to be considered attractive.
She glanced to the photo once more and started at her reflection in the glass, even at the age of 40, she was still above average in the looks category. Her thick ebony locks pulled loosely into a French bun, her gray eyes warm and wise, her face smooth and free of wrinkles, her body lean and looking lovely in her navy suit. She smiled, she was still pretty hot if you asked her and she knew a little about being with a demon. If they decided to, they could share their lifespan with you and she would stop aging.
Yvonne grinned, that would be pretty cool she thought. Hearing a knock on her door, Yvonne twisted her Chinese stick again before sticking it through her bun, " Come in."
Her assistant walked in shyly, her long black hair cascading around her slender form. Thick round glasses covered pretty chocolate eyes, freckles dancing across her pale nose and cheeks. She had a hand full of files, " Good morning Ms. Yvonne."
Yvonne just smiled, she was still pretty new and still pretty shy, " Hi Kara, how are you."
The young girl walked over, " Fine, thank you. I was coming into work today and stopped by the store and saw this." she plucked a magazine from the pile in her hand, " I..." she paused, glancing behind her for a second, then whispered, " I know how you feel about... him... so I thought you'd want to see this."
Yvonne reached over, taking the magazine that was offered. One the front cover was picture of her lord with a woman dressed in a white suit. They were arm in arm as they headed into the 5 seasons hotel. The headline read Lord Sesshomaru's new girlfriend?
The older woman just smiled, she was use to these type of rumors popping up in tabloids around the globe. " It's fine Kara, these things happen all the time."
She stood at seeing her boss walking past to get to his office, " Matter of fact, we'll settle this now." she said walking around the girl and out the room, making Kara follow.
Sesshomaru's mind was completely somewhere else when the walked into his building. Actually it was on a certain blue eyed miko and what they did just before he came here. Pressing the up button on the elevator, he thought some more, he was usually in so much more control over himself but something just came over him at seeing her on all four like that. Even before then, at her home in that that outfit, he lost it.
If he closed his eyes now he can still smell her scent, he can still taste that sweet, sweet power. It was so clear in his mind, he felt his loins tighten, probably because he had her lacy blue panties he tore off her in his glove department. And the fact he was just sitting in his car for the last 10 minutes staring at them kept the scent so fresh. It was unexpected, her strength and his addiction to it.
Power attracts power is what Kouga said. Was that it? Could it be that simple? He was strong, he knew that, was told constantly. She was strong, but she is not the first powerful female he came in contact with before. Her power were massive though, the strongest he ever felt radiate from any female. And the fact that she can hide it so well, her aura was pulled in so tight he had mistaken her for just a human. It's probably what everyone thought, but her scent, he smirked softly as the elevator dinged, her scent was amazing, something he highly doubted he would ever forget. Her taste, she was so sweet, so delicious, so perfect.
He shook his head, trying to dislodge the thoughts, watching the doors slide open. He saw Kouga standing inside the elevator, blue eyes blinked, " I was just coming to see you."
Sesshomaru simply stepped inside and pressed the top floor button, " What."
Kouga eyes narrowed slightly as he scanned his friend's face, his shoulders were loose, his posture was relaxed and his eyes held a serene shine in them. " Are you feeling alright?"
Sesshomaru glanced to him, " Fine." then back up to the numbers counting up, why did he have to work on the top floor.
" No smart ass comment?" the wolf frowned, " No threats, what's going on with you?" he raised a brow, " And why are you damn near glowing?" there was a pause as Kouga blinked, he suddenly snapped his fingers, " That's it!" he pointed at his business partner, " You got some, didn't you? You fucked the cop."
Sesshomaru continued to watch the number countdown, almost there, " My personal affairs are my business." He glanced over to Kouga, " Is there something you wanted?"
There was complete silence before Kouga shook his head, " Woah, woah, woah, seriously, this shit had to be good for you to be in this type of mood."
Sesshomaru was counting down the seconds before he reached the top floor, " If your not going to talk business, please leave me be."
Kouga frowned at being ignored, handing over the folder he was holding, " Yes, the proposal you wanted, I finally got signed. Here's the original contract."
Sesshomaru took the file and cuffed it under his arm, " Is that all?" stepping off the elevator.
Kouga followed him, the inu's aura was screaming calm and relaxed, " No, I need details. Was she really that good?"
Sesshomaru ignored his stupid friend as he headed to his office. Many sighs erupted from most of the females in the office room, but he seemed to pay them no mind. He glanced around the workplace seeing many of his workers trying to watch him carefully but look like they weren't watching at all.
He turned, walking down the hallway, " Kouga my night activities are not your concern."
" So she was that good, I thought she was a virgin though?"
An image flashed across the inu's mind at the question, he could vividly remember how she clung to him, moaning and gasping, calling his name against his lips. The way he roamed over her body, the way those legs wrapped him, the feel of her skin against his, the way she trembled beneath him. The smirk came before he could stop it, " She learns fast."
Kouga laughed, a wide smile on his face, he never seen his best friend into a girl like this before. He was really catching feelings for this so called miko. Both men paused outside of Sesshomaru's office at hearing the demon lord's name. They watched as Yvonne walked over with her new assistant, with a smile the older woman bowed her head in respect.
" Good morning Lord Sesshomaru, I wanted to be the first to tell you to look out for your face in the news again." She held the magazine up, " Some bozo got a snapshot of you going into a hotel with a female."
Kouga took the magazine, their backs were turned but they were arm in arm, he glanced up to his friend, " Is that..."
Sesshomaru just nodded, unlocking his office door, " Yes."
He grinned, turning to Yvonne, " Don't worry EV, that's not some female, that's his wife."
Grey eyes blinked, " What."
Amber eyes slanted to the wolf, it wasn't supposed to be announced publicly yet, " Kouga."
The prince just shrugged, " What, the party is Friday."
Yvonne shook her head, " What party?"
" The reception. To the wedding. Because he's married."
" Kouga." Sesshomaru hissed, grabbing his arm and shoving him into his office. Closing the door he turned to his admin assistant. He was aware of Yvonne feelings towards him, mentally it made him frown, he got rid of his last admin assistant because of her obsession with him. But Yvonne was efficient, courteous, smart and reliable; he didn't want to lose that in an employee.
" Yvonne, why don't you take the rest of the day off."
She glanced up, her pretty gray eyes shocked, wide and filled with tears, " You're wife? You have a wife?"
Amber eyes glanced over to the assistant behind the woman, " Get a car to take her home."
Kara nodded, " Yes Sir." touching the older woman's arm, she was in shock and dazed at what was was happening.
He saw many of the employee's confusion and surprised looks at his overly calm and almost warm demeanor, but he chose to simply ignore them as he walked into his office.
Shaking his head, he closed the door, " Why would you do that?"
Kouga just shrugged, " It's a crush, she'll get over it." he grinned, " Tell me more about the cop."
Sesshomaru frowned, walking over to his desk, " It's none of your business."
Kouga snorted, leaning back in his chair, " Please, your usually quick to tell me a break neck position you had some broad in."
Sesshomaru raised a brow, " That's what you usually do."
The wolf just laughed, " Would you just spill it already."
He was tempted to roll his eyes, but softly shook his head, " It's different with her." And that was all he was saying, he thought, signing some papers that was on his desk.
Kouga frowned, " Oh come on, give me details, did she take it all? I never thought a human, better yet a miko could handle a demon. Especially if she is as powerful as you say."
A small smirk crossed the inu's face as he thought about that power, that scent that drove him crazy, that strength that had to be tasted.
" Well I'll be damned."
Amber eyes glanced at, " What."
Kouga just stared at his friend, the demon lord of the west was just smiling, " You really like her don't you."
Sesshomaru ignored the question, picking up a file full of paperwork, " Since I had to send Yvonne home because of you, this is now your responsibility."
Kouga smirked and reached over, taking the file of what he knew were proposals, " You couldn't pacify her forever." he grinned, standing, " Remind me to have a talk with your wife the next time she's around." the wolf prince said, laughing at the glare he received on his way out the door. Sesshomaru shook his head, his friend was an idiot, but perhaps now with him gone, he can actually get some work done.
After exploring the entirety of Sesshomaru's palace and moving her toy box to a safe and easily accessible location in said palace. Kagome took the rest of her forced day off to get some errands done. For one, she went and got her last name switched to Takahashi. She also moved the rest of her stuff she purposely didn't tell Sesshomaru about to the palace. She wasn't trying to be secretive, but he really didn't need to know about her costume chest of undercover clothes she kept in her laundry room. Besides, there were some personal stuff in there that just wasn't anybody's business.
After that, she decided to spend time with her favorite and only brother. After getting him to skip school, they did some shopping at the mall, spent a few hours at the arcade, and after a movie Souta had asked to be taught how to shoot. So right now, they were at the gun range. Kagome would never tell her baby brother no, and she was all for learning self defense.
" Your still aiming incorrectly." Kagome said.
Souta suppressed a grimace and glanced over at her. She was leaning against the wall, leg posted up, arms crossed, looking completely comfortable in the loud and dangerous environment of the shooting range.
He sighed a little and brought the gun back up, sighting down the chamber, wondering if he was ever going to get this right. His arms quivered slightly with exhaustion, and he wondered how much longer he would be able to do this. It has been an hour since he started this gun training. Kagome saying if he wanted to learn he had to do it professionally and responsibly.
He grown rather fond of her company thought her constant watching is a still bit nerve racking. He fired the bullet, the last one in his clip, and as soon as it left the gun, he knew he had missed. It fired through the air, speeding towards the picture of a man on a block of thick wood, landing with a dull thud about half an inch to the right of the man's shoulder, not hitting him.
The young boy heard the slight rustle of clothing as Kagome moved and suddenly she was in front of him, gazing at him silently, examining his face. Slowly he lowered the gun, his aching arms trembling and he glanced away, keeping his gaze fixed on some imaginary point off to the right. He was upset with himself because after a damn hour he still couldn't shoot a decent bullet.
" One more," Kagome said quietly. " Then you'll be done for the day."
He nodded slightly, his right hand automatically pulling out the empty magazine. He didn't know when Kagome went to replenish his supply, but every time he looked down, the table to the left of him was always full.
Kagome moved to stand behind him, " Try again."
With a slight nod, he raised the magazine into the stock with a slap, ignoring how his hand shook from weariness.
" Now," Kagome instructed, " set your gun."
With one smooth, practiced motion he pulled the barrel of the 9mm he was practicing with, sliding a bullet in the chamber, his weight evenly balanced between his legs, as he raised his hand, the fingers of his other hand, over his, holding the butt of the gun helping to kept his arm straight and steady. His stance loose and relaxed but alert and ready, just as she'd taught him. Both eyes opened, both front and rear sights lined up.
Kagome cupped his elbow and gently adjusted the angle a tiny fraction. And actually, it was just a bit more comfortable Souta thought.
Kagome let go and stood beside him, " Your relying entirely too much on your eyes," Kagome chastised. " Here's the trick. My personal little secret. You can't tell anyone ok?"
He nodded, eyes never leaving the man holding a gun.
" Focus your vision not on the sights but rather on the target." Kagome continued, " The sights would seem blurred as a consequence, but that's okay, you get used to it. After all, the target is your objective, and you have to see it clearly. Anytime the sight is un-focus but the target was blurred, your aiming wrong."
She stood behind him, sliding her hands down his arm until she gripped his hands, " Don't yank on the trigger." She whispered, " Squeeze it."
Souta focused, not on the large block of wood he was sighting on before, but on the target holding the gun. " Sight him down." Kagome whispered, " He's here to hurt you. Don't let him. He's after me. Stop him. Only you can save me."
His sister in danger. A fiercely protective instinct surged through him at the words, and god help the creature that threatened the love of his life. Souta became calm and still, and suddenly he became aware. His eyes tunneled in, everything else blurring out, only the target in his sight.
He fired.
Kagome pulled away, " Damn boy."
Souta blinked, coming out of his zone, the man he fired at had a bullet bull eyes, right between the eyes. Kagome patted him on the back " Good job."
Souta grinned, " Bout damn time I hit it."
Kagome laughed, " It takes practice."
He nodded, immediately agreeing, " I can tell."
They both laughed, setting the weapons they were shooting with back on the tray. Kagome shouldered the exit door, smiling as her brother walked through, " So, what you want to do for the rest of the day?"
Souta glanced over from the locker they rented, picking up his phone, " There's a naked girl in my bed waiting for me." he answered with casually.
Kagome laughed, " I swear, you are something else."
He just smiled with a shrug, " What you about to do?"
Kagome made a face, " I don't know, can't go to work, guess I'll... go watch another movie."
Souta grinned, checking the time on his phone, " Why don't you go see your hubby."
A blush dusted her face, " Nah, he probably busy."
The younger brother followed his sibling out the doors of the gun range, " It's lunch time, he probably wouldn't mind see you."
Kagome glanced to him as she opened the car door, " Why you say that?"
Souta just grinned, " I walked in when ya'll was both passed out in your bed. I think he likes you."
Kagome laughed, " What the hell Souta! Why don't you ever knock. That is not something I want you seeing."
He laughed with her as she drove off, " Hey, he's paying for a hotel suite because of it, I'm not complaining."
Kagome shook her head and glanced over, " You really think I should just pop up like that. I mean its his job."
Souta shrugged, " It's his building, pop up, he'll like it."
Kagome nodded, " Okay why not." she reached over and rubbed her brother's head, " You should be a relationship counselor."
Souta laughed, pulling away, " Just drop me off woman."
Sesshomaru was at his desk, going through piles of paperwork with a calm expression on his face. His morning has been long and bothersome, however he was in a rather good mood. He has been working nonstop since he kicked Kouga out his office. The advertising department presentation didn't pan out because they didn't make the changes he advised. And the proposal with the McCall's was going to take longer then expected. The proposal needs some serious finagling. They simply wanted to much money, everyone wanted to be part of the successful demon's business. It was simply annoying at best but his mood stayed relaxed. Perhaps it had something to do with the inu's mind continuously jumping back to a certain blue eyed miko.
He paused the email he was writing, smirking with a shake of his head, its just so crazy how the night played out. He went to her house to confront her about her attitude and to get some truth about who she really was. Its wild how he ended up having the best sex of his life, he shook his head again, unable to shake the image from his head. He can still smell her scent, he can still taste her on the tip of his tongue. He almost wanted to go to her, knowing she wasn't working today. He was tempted to find her and just devour her until she passed out from exhaustion. There was something about the girl he couldn't get enough of, something he knew he can become addicted to.
He glanced at the clock on his messy desk, it was just hitting 3:10, maybe he should take his lunch break and find her. He just wanted a taste, just a taste to hold him over until he got home to blow her back out. He smirked, picking up his pen, maybe in a little bit, there was still so much work to be done. And he shouldn't really think like that, he couldn't let his demon have control.
Deciding to stop home to make her husband lunch, Kagome was entering the building with a smile and a picnic basket. Her outfit was light blue shorts with white twirling lines on the edges, fitting nicely to her well-toned legs. Her white spaghetti strapped shirt bubbled around her in a baby doll dress design. Silver bracelets on her wrist, diamond studs in her ear. Fresh white low tops on her small feet. Her long hair up in a curly ponytail at the back of her head. Her eyes had minimal makeup only a light touch of liner and mascara, blusher and gloss. Her guns holstered on her hips, her badge displayed on her belt.
She walked past the security table with confidence in her blue eyes, sidestepping the metal detectors. " Still not getting my weapons."
The wide eyed guards simply nodded, having met the RDSVU agent before. Her beauty again shocking them still. The two men watched her step onto the elevator, the walk though not meant to be sexy, was. It was as if her natural grace wouldn't let her walk any other way.
Stepping off the elevator after finally reaching the right floor, Kagome looked around. Everyone was busy. Typing at their computers, scribbling on paper, running errands, trying their best to appease their moody boss and not get fired. As soon as Kagome stepped through the sliding doors, it seemed like ice froze everyone brains, gasps was heard as everyone just stared.
Kagome turned and headed down the hall without pause until she heard a soft voice, " Excuse me ma'am can I help you?"
Kagome turned, looking down to the young girl that was behind her, she smiled, " Where's the other woman, Yvonne I think her name is."
" She's off for the day, I'm her assistant, Kara, is there something I can help you with?"
Kagome brushed her bang out her face with a smile, " I'm here to see Sesshomaru, is he in? I brought lunch."
Kara raised a brow, then stared intensely at the woman's face, " Are you the woman from the hotel?"
Kagome blinked, " What?"
Kara just held up her phone, the social media page still open to the article, " Is that you with Lord Sesshomaru?"
Kagome bent, looking closer, indeed it was her arm in arm with the demon lord. She just smiled, at least they didn't get the fight after that meeting. " Yes sweetie that's me."
Kara eyes went wide, " So it's true, he is married."
Kagome just smiled, nodding softly to the young girl before heading towards the gold doors that lead to her husband's office. The mail carrier stopped by Kara as she returned to her desk as Kagome walked away, " Hey, Kara who's the babe?"
Kara looked up to the young boy, seeing real curiosity in his brown eyes, " That's your boss's wife so stop staring."
The young boy blinked, surprised, " That prick is married? And to her? What the hell?"
Kara just nodded, " Apparently so."
Sesshomaru paused to stare at the pile of paperwork that didn't seem to be shrinking no matter how much of it he went through. It should have been giving him a headache but his head was in the clouds at the moment. Leaning back, he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath, again Kagome came to the front of his mind. Naked.
" Looks like someone is thinking of me."
Amber eyes snapped up at the voice, then blinked seeing his wife standing before him in all her beauty holding a picnic basket. " What are you doing here?"
Kagome just smiled, " Thought I'd bring you some lunch." tapping the woven basket for a second, " Have you ate yet?"
He shook his head, still a bit surprised she was here, he was just thinking about her and now she appeared. Kagome giggled, pulling out the blanket in the basket, setting it on the floor, " I cooked."
Sesshomaru stood, watching her sit properly on the floor, legs tucked beside her like a lady, " Cooked what?"
Kagome laughed, signaling he sit on the floor with her, he raised a brow, did she seriously want to have a picnic on his office floor. Kagome pulled at his pants leg, " Come on. Sit."
Slowly, carefully he sank to the floor. Kagome pulled out two lunch boxes, utensils and cups with a bottle of red wine. She slid a box over to Sesshomaru. " Be careful, it might still be hot."
He opened it and pulled out the metal container, he put in down and stared, feeling the slight sting in his fingers, she was right, it was still hot. Opening it slowly, steam filtered in front of his face before flowing around the room. Sesshomaru inhaled slowly, taking in the delicious smell before looking down. His stomach immediately growled at the mouth watering sight before him. Seasoned yellow rice mixed with sauteed shrimp, red and green peppers, mushrooms, broccoli cuts, diced Italian sausages and strips of juicy steak. He picked up the fork and took a mouthful. He paused and let the flavor savor on his tongue, this had to be a sin, something shouldn't taste this good.
Kagome smiled at the face he made, " You like it?"
He nodded, taking another spoon full, " What is it?"
Kagome grinned, tasting hers, " Southern style jambalaya, learned it when I was stationed in the states for 6 months."
He paused, thinking back for a moment, her files didn't say anything about her being stationed overseas, " What where you doing over there?"
Kagome giggled, pouring cold wine in the plastic wine glasses she brought, " A flock of Cipher demons I had to hunt down." passing Sesshomaru his cup.
He took it with a silent nod of thanks, watching her smile at him before continuing to eat her food. The silence stretched between them but it was nice, comfortable. Kagome knew Sesshomaru valued his peace and quiet and didn't really feel the need to fill the empty air. Everything was just mellow, pacifistic.
Finishing his last spoonful, Sesshomaru let Kagome refill his cup with wine. He leaned back against his desk, " You dress like a teenager."
She giggled, filling her cup, " I don't like heels, sue me."
" I like it."
Kagome glanced over to him, " Like what, that I'm comfortable?"
He took a sip from his cup, he liked that she was okay with being just her. Not going above and beyond to impress him. Laid back, relaxed, fit, beautiful and deadly. And all his. His demon whispered in his head. Why did that turn him on. This room was coated in his aura as a barrier layer and made it sound proof and detection proof. So what he was about to do didn't phase him.
He wagged a finger at her, " Come here."
Kagome blinked, a sly smirk eased across her lips, a smooth eyebrow up, a daring look in her eyes. Slowly she crawled over to him, straddling his waist.
Strong hands touched her thighs, pressing her against his arousal, making her lean forward, so his deep voice can whisper in her ear, " Why did you come here?"
" I was thinking about you." Kagome whispered butterflies dancing in her stomach at his smooth voice.
" About last night?" Sesshomaru whispered, kissing her neck, his hand slipping up her back.
" And this morning." She moaned feeling her body temperature raise, his hands pulling her her shirt.
" You liked it?" Sesshomaru replied, licking her neck, tasting her sweet, lavender scented skin.
" Loved it." She shuddered lightly feeling him graze his fangs over her smooth skin.
He smoothed a hand over her flat tummy, " Release your aura." he whispered, leaning in, taking her lips in a passionate kiss. She opened to him, his natural taste always so delicious to her, that husky flavor of power that only seems to grow stronger over time. He pulled away to kiss her chin, never able to fill his need for her, that strawberry taste like a rich wine. She let the first wave drift off her slowly, the scent still hit him dead on.
Burning lavender. She smelled divine, he thought, he imagined the fresh lavender flowers slowly being lit like a match. It made him warm inside, feeling her aura wrap around him in a cocoon of fleshly heat. His vision blurring as everything seemed to slow. His skin tingled as a warm swirl began in his stomach. It felt like fire in his veins, the powerful aura of the miko surrounded him like a cocoon. Like invisible hands were stroking his skin, heating him from the inside out. Driving him higher and higher. The tingling of heat so intense it felt like it was caressing him, seducing him. Enticing him into a world of pink hazy fire. He was so dominating when he kissed her again, wrapping an arm around her waist, he was strong enough to stand. Lifting them to their feet and simply holding Kagome in the air.
He growled, deep in his throat, she wasn't the least bit afraid, instead she let more of her aura soothe over him, almost coaxing him forward. Like the steam from a pie on a window sill, the playful finger goading him to come closer. He stepped forward, he couldn't resist, her power was so strong, her scent so delicious. He swiped a hand over his desk, knocking everything off and laid her on it, tasting her lips, devouring her mouth. This taste, this sweet, sweet taste, so addicting, like a drug, a poison, a tonic.
She kissed him back with all she was worth, she liked the dominance in his aura. The way he man handled her so erotically. She moaned softly, her hands sliding up into hair, touching the smooth skin of his face.
Kagome bit her lip softly with a small smile, when he pulled away, feeling him pull her shorts off. " Where you thinking about me?"
He pulled up her shirt, unclipping the front snap of her bra, " All day."
She felt the feather light kiss touch her smooth tummy making her hiss, eyes sliding closed. She felt something smooth, moist, lick the valley between her breast making her moan softly. " I don't believe you."
His hands slid up her arms, to her shoulders, where he smoothed his hands across the soft skin. He nipped and sucked at the tip of the most delectable ear he ever laid eyes on. She shivered and issued something between a moan and a growl. Kissing along her jaw line he growled softly in her ear. " Trust me."
Miroku Houshi was a good looking guy. He looked rugged, sexy, and he was such a hentai. A handsome hentai, he had jet black hair that he pulled back into a low ponytail, deep, dark stunning violet irises that could make any girl melt and he had an earring in his left ear. He had a dazzling smile that could make any girls heart sink. He always asked beautiful girls to bear his children making them flustered.
He walked stepped out of the elevator of the Takahashi building with a smile. His grandfather had asked him for a favor he couldn't say no to. Helping the Lord of the west and his new human wife with their image to solidify the treaty between the species. He felt honored really, the demon lord and lady will be his highest profiled clients. It was a bit exciting and it paid handsomely.
Walking over to the cute girl sitting at the front desk, he smiled, " Hey sweetie, where's Lord Sesshomaru's office, we have a meeting at 5."
Brown eyes looked up, then to the schedule on her computer, " Name please?"
" Houshi, Miroku."
Kara nodded, seeing the name on the calendar, " One moment, let me see if he's available."
Miroku watched her reach for the phone, she dialed a number and waited but from the ringing he can hear on the other line it didn't seem like anyone was going to answer. She frowned, hanging up after it went to voicemail. " I know he's here." she mumbled.
Miroku just smiled, she must be knew, not sure of what the next step is, " Is he alone, I can just knock on the door."
Kara shook his head, " No his wife is here, she brought lunch."
His smiled widened, mind making up scenarios to why there wasn't an answer, " That's perfect, I can talk to them together." he said turning towards the double doors down the hall he was assuming was Sesshomaru's office.
Kara reached out, grabbing his wrist before he was out of reach, " You're not suppose to go back there unless he says so."
Miroku turned to her and smiled, " How old are you?"
Kara blinked, " 23."
Something flashed in those alluring violet eyes, leaning forward, he whispered in her ear. Kara's mouth dropped at the hand that laced through hers, cheeks flaming red at the sexy sweetness he was whispering in her ear.
She pulled away giggling, her hand fanning her face, " Okay, go, but I was on break."
Miroku winked an eye before turning down the hall. The monk was all smiles as he walked down the hall, he could feel the aura of the powerful demon from here. However he wasn't scared, he never met the lord in person but he heard so much about the respectful lord. So when he barged in like he planned to he was sure the inu wouldn't kill him without questioning him first.
He twisted the knobs to both doors silently before bursting in with a strut of flair, the young monk bowed low from the waist, " Greetings great lord, I am Miroku, your humble servant in your time of need."
Sesshomaru turned to the door as they were opened, wondering who had the balls to enter without knocking. A priest... no, his aura was different, a monk. He raised a brow at the violet eyes that glanced around the room, they were the same as Lamel's. It must be his grandson.
Miroku grinned at the mess on the floor and seeing the lord fixing his clothes, his assumption about why the lord didn't answer were correct. Sesshomaru frowned, " Get out and knock."
Miroku blinked at the command but nodded, closing both doors and knocking, speaking through the wood, " Lord Sesshomaru, it is Miroku your 5 o clock."
The inu was tempted to roll his eyes, " Enter."
He did, with a smile, " I hope I didn't get my days mixed up, we were suppose to meet today about the photo shoot right?"
Sesshomaru just nodded, " That is correct."
Miroku just grinned, " So I heard your lovely wife was already here, where is she?"
Just then the door to the right opened and Kagome stepped out in just her shorts, sneakers and bra; her hands up in her hair, trying to tame the thick mane of ebony locks. The thick black graffiti lines of her tribal tattoo sharp and threatening. Her curvy body delicious to the monk eyes, succulent breasts that was barely covered by the white laced bra all he can see.
" Kagome, you're indecent, get dressed." Sesshomaru hissed.
Kagome just looked at him, hands still in her head, eyebrow rising, " You ripped my shirt."
The demon lord frowned, did he? He wasn't sure, the moment was full of lust and satisfaction. He turned, pressing a button on his desk, " Kara. Bring me the promotion shirts for the Sake proposal."
" Yes sir." was the response.
Miroku grinned, turning to Kagome, " You must be the wife." he reached his hand out, " I'm Miroku, Lamal's grandson."
Kagome grinned, hands finally able to drop after getting her hair the way she wanted it. " You look familiar."
Miroku let his hand drop, seeing as she wasn't going to take it, " I'm sure I would remember you."
Kagome made a face, walking over to the desk and picking up her holster. She snapped the straps in place with a thought, she didn't forget an aura. Sesshomaru frowned, not happy his wife was still half naked in front of another male, " Monk, turn around."
Miroku obliged though he thought it was too late since he already got a good peek of the goods. Kagome laughed, sliding her guns in place on her hips, " It's not like he can see anything."
There was a knock on the door, Sesshomaru walked over and opened it. Kara stood with a box of shirts in her arms, " Here you go my lord."
He reached in, " I just need one." taking the first one off the top.
Kara nodded, not at all surprised at the odd request, Yvonne warned her about the randomness of the demon lord, walking away as he closed the door.
Sesshomaru walked over and handed the shirt to Kagome. She looked at it with a raised brow, it had three sake bottles on the front, " You own Sake Dijo?"
The demon lord shook his head, " Just the storage warehouse not the store front."
She made a face but nodded, " Cool." sliding the shirt on, it was a bit too tight over her breast, making the shirt a crop top, leaving her mid drift exposed. Kagome grinned, it actually fit pretty cute in her opinion.
Sesshomaru frowned, crossing his arms, she was still showing far too much skin for his liking. Miroku cleared his throat, " Can I turn around now?"
Kagome nodded, " Sure."
He did, looking her over, he liked the outfit as well, " I'm sorry to impose but I most inquire about the weapons you carry."
Kagome glanced to her babies for a second, " Oh, they go where ever I go." she pointed to the badge hooked to her badge, " Don't worry I'm licensed."
Miroku bent to get a closer look, " Ah, your an RDSVU agent."
Kagome grinned, " One of the best."
He smiled, standing, this just got a whole lot more interesting, " Well." his violet eyes glanced between the lord and his wife, " Would you like to discuss Grandpa Lamel's plan here or somewhere else?"
Kagome shrugged, then looked to her husband, " I can eat."
Sesshomaru glanced around, his office did need to be cleaned, he knew a nice restaurant that included a private roof top dinning area for this discussion. " Follow me." he stated, heading out the door.
30 minutes later Miroku was in awe, Kagome was sipping on a glass of wine with a grin on her face. The monk shook his head, eyes on the table, seeing she inhaled half a cake and three quarters of her streak and cheese sub while he explained the plans to improve their image. " Do you normally eat like that? Where does it go?"
Kagome just shrugged, " I'm 24 with a high metabolism."
He shook his head, looking to the lord of the west, " I'm sorry my lord I got distracted, how do you feel about the photo shoot for later today? Since Ms. Kagome has already moved into your home, I think wedding pictures should be next so I can hang them around the reception on Friday."
Sesshomaru frowned but nodded, it sounded plausible, he looked to his wife, " Did you get your name changed?"
Kagome sipped on her wine, " This morning." She drained her cup and picked up the bottle Sesshomaru had the waitress leave at the table, " I'm official Kagome Takahashi."
Miroku raised a brow, it was her fourth cup, " Should you be drinking that much."
Kagome smirked, " Wine doesn't get me drunk, besides I can burn off the affects."
" With your power?" the monk frowned, " I can't get a gauge on it."
Again Kagome shrugged, " I play my cards close to my chest." She suddenly blinked, glancing to her husband, " Wait, are they gonna have a dress or do I have to go buy one?"
Miroku turned to the demon lord as well, " Also my lord, an engagement ring is need."
Sesshomaru stood, finished with his own drink, he looked to Kagome, " Go shopping for a dress and meet me in 2 hours."
He then turned to the monk, " Prepare the studio."
Miroku stood, " Of course my lord." and bowed in a show of flair.
Kagome raised a brow, smiling wide, a memory of that bow flashing across her brain, " That's how I know you. The royal ceremony at the Gala in Paris 5 months ago."
Miroku blinked, recognition playing across his face, " Duchess Carmen?"
Kagome stood with a smile, bowing her head gently, " At your service."
His mouth dropped, he shook his head as he started laughing, " You seduced me and left me naked in a broom closet!"
Sesshomaru raised a brow, turning to the female, " What."
Kagome laughed, " I was sent to off this ambassador with a wooden leg. He was selling humans to demons as slaves. As soon as I took care of him and his bodyguards, I got the monk here into a closet for an alibi. As soon as the guards caught us we were excused as suspects."
Miroku crossed his arms still grinning, " 5 people ended up died that night."
Sesshomaru shook his head at the woman, it seemed she used seduction as a key role in her undercover jobs. It was something he knew he wasn't going to agree with in the future, " Go and get a dress."
Kagome rolled her eyes with a smile, " Go and get a dress." she mocked. She picked up the wine bottle and turned in one swift moment. Throwing her arms around the demon lord's neck and stepping on her tippy toes. The kiss was unexpected. Sesshomaru blinked, surprised, when Kagome lips laid over his, showing affection publicly is not something he did.
Tasting his flavor Kagome pulled away, " 2 hours." she confirmed, heading for the elevator, taking a long swig of her bottle.
Both males watched her leave, Miroku loosened his tie, " She's uh, she's very... um assorted."
Sesshomaru just nodded, " That she is." he mumbled.
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