"The night's festivities," Sesshomaru says as he examines the large emerald in his hand, "had left Sango feeling rather ashamed of herself." He is appraising all the local jewelry shop's merchandise in his study. "She could not sleep, and so she decided to go for a walk about the mansion. Surely, Doctor Jakotsu would not mind." He puts the emerald down and picks up a large ruby. "After a night of three times, the first being with his creation, the mad doctor decided it best to wash himself clean of the filth he had created, and so he spent the rest of the night in the shower. And you know what they say," he puts down the large ruby and takes a large sapphire. "When the master's away, the servants will play."

Kikyo and Bankotsu watched Inuyasha while he slept. He was sleeping in Jakotsu's bed, a rather elegant sleepery of which one would find in the chambers of a princess. The bed posts all went straight up to the ceiling, and all slightly resembled phallic-like shapes. A light purple, almost lavender sheet was draped down the back, left and right sides of the bed. The beddings themselves were all silk sheets the same colour as the one that was draped. Inuyasha was sleeping on his side, no sheets were on him. His hand was placed slightly away from his face, flat down on the pillow's surface. He was snoring peacefully.

"Look at him," Bankotsu scoffed. "He's not even a real man anymore."

"Dear Bankotsu," Kikyo said emotionlessly, "You are the only true man that has ever been in this mansion." This brought a smile to his face. He looked over at Kikyo with a sly expression. "What are you thinking?" she asked.

"Let us have," he said coldly, "a little fun at the master's creation's expense." He walked over to the corner of the room. A golden candle-holder with five lit candles still in it. He lifted it up and walked back to the bed.

"What are you going to do with that?" Kikyo asked, cocking an eyebrow. Bankotsu placed a finger to his lips, telling her to keep silent. He walked over to the side of the bed and lifted the silk sheet. He brought the candles over the bed. Kikyo was fixed on what he was doing. She almost started to laugh. Almost.

Bankotsu let some of the hot wax drip onto Inuyasha's bare skin. He jumped up with a scream of pain and shrank away from his tormenters, who burst out in gales of laughter. Bankotsu then began to shove the candles towards Inuyasha, each time making him cower. He slowly moved away from Bankotsu, who was slowly moving towards him. He was not paying attention, and didn't realize there was not more bed for him to be on. He came crashing to the ground, pain shooting itself through his body. More laughter from his tormenters. He hugged the side of the bed and began to cry.

Bankotsu returned the candle-holder to its rightful place. "Come on," he said to Kikyo. "This isn't fun anymore." He put his hand around the back of her waist and brought her body into his. He kissed her violently on the lips, then released her. They left. Inuyasha was still crying.

Sesshomaru is sitting in his armchair, watching the fire. "I don't actually have anything to say at this time," he says. "I'm just here to make the switch between scenes go a little more smoothly."

Sango had made her way into the laboratory. Bankotsu, Kikyo and Kagome were not in sight. She walked around the room and wondered what exactly was going on in that mansion that night. She noticed on the right wall a bunch of monitors that were monitoring the rooms of the whole mansion. She looked into each one, and was horrified to see Miroku, her loving husband, in bed with Jakotsu. She stared at the screen in disbelief. She even looked away and rubbed her eyes in hopes they were playing tricks on her. They weren't.

"Well," she heard Jakotsu say on the monitor, "I'm off to have a nice relaxing shower. Good night, you delicious stud."

She growled in fury. Her fury then turned to hurt and betrayal, and she began to cry. But, she was not crying. Then, who was? She walked over to the giant box, the one that thing had come out from. That creation that scientist had made. She climbed up and peered into it. Inuyasha, scarred and covered in dirt, was sitting in the corner, bunched up into a ball, sobbing. She felt sorry for him. "Hey," she said gently. Inuyasha jumped and looked up at her. He started to back away, but she told him she wouldn't hurt him. He helped her climb in. "Why are you crying?" she asked, sitting down beside him.

He sniffed. He didn't want to answer.

"It's okay," she said, putting her hand on his shoulder. It felt nice. For both of them. "You can tell me."

He sniffed again, put his hand on hers. "Bankotsu and Kikyo," he said in a whisper.

"They did this to you?" Sango exclaimed in shock and hurt. He nodded. "Oh," she said, rubbing his arm with her other hand, "you poor thing." She reached around behind her and pulled out a first aid kit. She opened it and pulled out some gauze and began to dress his wounds.

He did not understand. The way she was touching him was not like how Jakotsu had touched him. Her hands were soft and gentle. They were loving. He looked into her eyes, the two of them locked their gaze. He leaned forward and kissed her. He pulled back quickly and turned away from her. "I'm sorry," he said, "I should have asked first."

Sango put her hand up to her face and blushed. "Oh," she said with a little giggle, "That's okay. You're a pretty good kisser, actually." Inuyasha turned around slowly. That look in his eyes, Sango thought to herself, it's different than before. It was as if he had transformed from a thing created by a lunatic to a warm, loving being that needed to be held as much as any other being. She did not know what came over her. Before she even knew what she was doing, she had jumped on him, and was kissing him. They fell over, Inuyasha on his back, she on top of him. The looked into each other's eyes and began to make love.

Meanwhile, in their bedroom, Kikyo and Kagome were watching them on monitors similar to the ones in the lab. "Look at that filth," Kikyo said with a laugh.

"I think it's sweet," Kagome said with an innocent smile, a little red in her cheeks.

"It's animal lust," the master's maid pointed out. "They don't love each other. They don't even know each other. And he's practically just a child. That makes her a pedophile, dear Kagome."

"He certainly doesn't look like a child, if you know what I mean," Kagome laughed. She fanned herself with her hands.

"Touché," Kikyo smiled. They continued to watch the two hurt people making each other feel better, completely oblivious to the fact that there was another guest approaching the mansion. Doctor Suikotsu.

"That's right!" Sesshomaru exclaims from under the desk. A few papers have fallen down behind it, and he is trying to fish them out. "Doctor Suikotsu, the rival scientist, has arrived at last! Let the exciting climax of our story begin!" He pops up from under the desk. He is covered in dust and dirt. "In the next chapter, of course." He goes back down and rummages some more, bumping his head on the underside of the desk.