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A/N- thoughts are in italics… hint hint. I will update as soon as I am able. Please review either at the end of chapters or when you are finished completely, either is fine w/ me. Thank you for choosing to read this fanfic! It is the first I've ever posted. I appreciate all types of feedback!

Sorry these chapters are so short! I'm working on making them longer!

Chapter 5: Claustrophobia

At the moment, the elevator was completely silent because, for some odd reason, earlier that morning the speaker blew out. The floor Kagome was called to come up to was the twenty-fifth, where most of the exclusive hospitals held interviews. Her face was flushed red from running in the cold to get to the university on time. Kagome glanced up at Sesshoumaru to thank him for calling her about her finals, when in a split second she was pushed against the elevator wall and her professor's lips crushed hers.

His hands slid from the wall to come to rest on her hips. And while he kissed her, Kagome was frozen from shock but her voice screamed inside her head.

'What the hell is going on?! Why is this happening?! Snap out of it Kagome! Snap out!'

The moment her thought ended, her glazed over russet eyes sparked back to life. She shoved against his chest with all of her might; she also tore at his hair, but he took it in a whole different perspective. She felt him smirk through his overbearing kiss and he snaked closer to her.

One of his hands swiftly unbuttoned her coat and wrapped its way around her waist pulling her closer. Finally, he took his mouth off of hers and Kagome could breathe again. She used this chance to voice her protests.

"Professor Okinu! What are you doing?! This is wrong…" She kept shoving at his chest that was inching ever closer.

He sighed, his lips on her neck, "You're irritating me. Be quiet." Then he proceeded to kiss her neck.

"Professor!" She gasped, her knees growing weak from helplessness.

He smirked again. "Enjoying ourselves?"

The chime of the elevator reaching the twenty-fifth floor and the doors sliding open became Kagome's knight in shining armor.

"NO!" She shrieked and shoved Sesshoumaru to the other side of the elevator in time to duck under his left arm and bolt into the lavished hallway.

Kagome kept running until she couldn't hear his footsteps following her anymore. The first door she saw, she dove into and locked it tight. Leaning against the door, her heart racing, Kagome noticed that she locked herself in the women's bathroom. Still in shock, she crawled under the sinks to her left and sat there hugging her knees, shaking like a leaf caught in a horrid thunderstorm. For the reason she knew, the shuddering just wouldn't stop. It was her first kiss; it should have been so very different. Not lustful but loving. Not forced but chosen. She laid her head on her knees. It was then that the tears fell leaving tracks on her pallid face.

A knocking came from the door. Startled, Kagome felt like her stomach had jumped up into her throat. She hadn't been this terrified since... Shaking the painful memory of her father out of her head, Kagome eventually found her shaky voice.

"H-he-hello?" Kagome meekly called.

"There are other women who need to get into the bathroom." An abrasive voice called through the door.

Kagome sighed. With a shaky hand she unlocked the door. A young woman, 20 years old, walked inside in black dress pants and boots and a light blue and white pinstriped blouse. She looked down at Kagome with dark mahogany eyes. Her hair was dark brown and thrown up in a messy yet sophisticated bun. Her expression confused. The woman laid her hands on her hips.

"Why, on this green earth, are you sitting under those grody sinks?"

Kagome looked up at her, fear in her eyes, yet embarrassment clear on her pale face. The tracks of her tears fading, but still visible to the other woman. The well dressed woman sighed, and leaned down to pull Kagome from the floor.

"What's your name, sweetie?" She smoothed out Kagome's disheveled hair.

"K-Kagom-me." The reply was shaky and small, like how she felt at the moment.

The woman smiled gently at her, "Well… that's a start. My name is Doctor Aoshi. You're gonna be okay." She hugged Kagome like a porcelain doll, for the good doctor feared that if she hugged her any tighter the poor girl might shatter like a miniature glass sculpture when dropped on the floor.

"What is making you shake so much?" Doctor Aoshi inquired. "You're like a little Chihuahua!"

Her laugh was like wind chimes and it calmed Kagome to hear it and to feel so much warmth in it. It also made Kagome want to laugh at herself.

"So why are you here in the first place, hon?"

Kagome replied, "I received a phone call this morning from my prof-fessor…" Her eyes focused on something; however, nothing in her immediate line of vision caught her attention.

"Hey…" the doctor started but was interrupted by a sharp rapping on the door.

"HIGURASHI!" A rough voice yelled through the door. "Get out of there. Your interview starts in ten minutes and I won't have you embarrassing me by not showing up."

Doctor Aoshi glared at the bathroom door, "She'll come out when she's good and ready, Doctor Okinu!!!" She shouted back, her hands still on Kagome's shoulders.

It was silent for a few seconds. Kagome had a frightened look on her face, which was gaining its color back. She stared at the brazen female doctor, her fear for herself replaced by worry for her new found friend. A sigh came from the door making Kagome jump out of her skin.

"Alright, Aoshi-san. But make sure she has a 'professional' change of clothes. I'll be waiting outside the conference room."

With that said, Doctor Aoshi sighed as the professor's footsteps faded into the long corridor.