Everyone Wins

By: I Agree

---IA---

It had been four days since the 'Incident,' four days of a bogus investigation. After all, the police, at least the demonic ones, knew for a fact it was she who destroyed those beautiful cars. That they were looking for a different perpetrator was crazy. That they were looking for a different perpetrator because Sesshou-Maru told them it wasn't her, when they knew it was, was almost obscene. She supposed since Sesshou-Maru basically owned the police it was just a plus for her.

Covertly, she watched the inuyoukai as he meticulously straightened the cards in his hand. Really he was very cute in his need for self perfection. In all others he allowed, even expected, physical and personality flaws. But with himself she learned he was almost brutal in his efforts for 'perfection.' One day she was going to have to tell him that perfection was relative.

"It's your bid Mr. Taisho." She said after three full minutes of the youkai straightening his cards.

He looked up for but a second before returning to his cards. "Hn. So eager to lose again?"

It was true, she hadn't won against him yet, but the hand she held now was absolutely unbeatable! She would triumph against him this time! "Well, I think the cards were straight about six minutes ago."

A ghost of a smile appeared on his lips before disappearing as quickly as it came. He lowered his hand, focusing all his rather intimidating attention on her. "Very well. What is your wager this time?"

Kagome almost cringed. What could she bet this time? They had foregone monetary wagers, since Sesshou-Maru said he didn't want to take her money. She had laughed at him, remembering the days she had played poker in college. She should have known Sesshou-Maru would never let anyone win. Not even the girl who destroyed his half-brothers cars. She already owed him a hand car wash with a detail (not that washing the beautiful Bugatti Veyron was a hardship), a five star dinner cooked by herself, a backrub, a complete house cleaning, a hand knitted scarf (in red), and, oddly, for her to brush his hair everyday for a week.

She hadn't won a single game yet. But this time! This time she would win! Coyly she smiled, "Same wager for me. I want to drive the Bugatti."

He nodded, "Very well, and if this Sesshou-Maru wins you will wear a little French maid outfit when you fulfill the tasks you owe me."

She blanched, "What?!"

"With black high heels."

"Are you serious?!"

He didn't falter, "Well, perhaps not when you knit."

"That's so chauvinistic!" She protested.

He smirked at her. "But with your figure you would pull it off so perfectly."

Her lips pursed as she half-heartedly glared at him, but inwardly she glowed at the compliment. She didn't want to do it, why would he even suggest it? She hadn't done short skirts since high school when her last boyfriend there had expected her to put out, claiming the skirt made her look easy.

Then again, her cards she held right now were pretty unbeatable. So… "Alright. You have yourself a bet."

He nodded, then motioned to the table. "Ladies first."

She laid down her cards, confident that her flush of spades would see her through. It wasn't the highest. But there was really no way he could beat her. "You might want to get the keys now, Sesshou-Maru-sama."

But he looked down at her cards, his expression never wavering. After a moment, he only said, "Hn," and laid down his cards.

Kagome gasped. It was a complete royal flush, in diamonds. Three cards higher than her.

"Well… damn."

He began to collect the cards to shuffle, "I will produce the outfit for you. Let me guess. You are 5'4", size 8 in shoes, and 34, 26, 34?"

She grimaced, but was nonetheless impressed. "Close. 34, 26, 38."

Before he could comment, they heard a rather authoritative knock at the front door. The taiyoukai lifted his head slightly and, much to her amusement, sniffed the air. When it registered, he smirked and rose from the table. "Come. This interests you as well."

Confused, she followed him through the hall to the front room, nervousness shooting through her when she saw the Ookami cop standing on the steps. Barely, she resisted hiding behind Sesshou-Maru's dominating form.

"Officer Watanabe, to what do I owe this visit?" The taiyoukai asked smoothly.

"I tracked down the girl you said you saw the day of the vandalism, one of Inu-Yasha's previous relations?" Suddenly he rolled his eyes, "She was found in the woods bordering your property and I wanted to inform you that she has been arrested for stalking and…" Again the officer cast a knowing look to her, and she had to repress a fidget, "the vandalism."

Surprised, Kagome's gaze shot to Sesshou-Maru, but he didn't acknowledge her. Instead he addressed the cop. "Thank you, Kouga. Is there anything else?"

"Nah, just wanted to let the little lady know." Her mouth dropped open as the officer winked at her, then turned to leave. Sesshou-Maru closed the door, then looped his arm through hers, leading her back to the kitchen to continue their games.

"W-what just happened?"

The taiyoukai smiled slightly. "Takari Yura has been stalking Inu-Yasha since he broke up with her. I merely suggested that I had seen her skulking around the area of the garage that day holding some sort of weapon. After some conveniently placed evidence, she is arrested, given the blame for your escapades, stops annoying the Sesshou-Maru, and Inu-Yasha is no longer threatened by a hair obsessing woman."

He pulled out her chair for her, and, when she was seated, leaned down to press a kiss to her neck. Kagome felt the air rush out of her lungs at the soft caress.

"Everyone wins."

---IA---

A.N. Buahaha. Yura is so easy to use XD. Anyway, for those who don't understand what 34, 26, 34, mean... it's the supermodel measurements of, respectively, the bust, waist, and hips. Thank you, sugar0o, for your help! You are a very inspiring person.

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