A/N: I've recently realized that I forgot to put the disclaimer into the previous chapters. So hear goes.

Disclaimer: Inuyasha does not belong to me, and apparently I don't belong to me either. I belong to my mother, who is always reminding me that she brought me into the world and is also able to take me and bring me back or something of that nature.

Chapter 3

Sesshoumaru eyed his sister with all the wary caution one could afford an abnormally intelligent 21 year old. Sukari had made many enemies but then he'd never seen any actually challenge her in anything. Maybe it was because she inspired fear and she had yet to be able to get a discount on car insurance. Clearing his throat, he watched silently as she turned to look at him. Her eyes were wide when she faced him.

"Hai,Aniki?" she asked when he remained silent.

"I would like your assistance." he said tonelessly.

"With what,may I ask?" Sukari grinned.

"I'm going out tonight,What is proper club wear?"

Sukari started snickering before the snickreing turned to giggles and erupted into full blown laughter.Sesshoumaru watched in stoic curiousity.

"Is it really neccesary to laugh?"

"Granted that you are asking advice from your baby sister yes. But I'll help you. Let's go,check out your closet. Then we can go out together."

Sesshoumaru raised an eyebrow,but followed her down the hall.

Sukari paired a pair of dark pair of baggy jeans with a white t-shirt and a forest green polo.

"You need some white sneakers." she stated quietly.

"I have a pair. But they are my exercising shoes."

"Hmmm. I'm going to the athletic store for some new shoes to match my outfit. What size do you wear?"

"A 14."

"Wow. You wear almost 8 sizes bigger than me."

"Hnn."

"Ok. I'm going. You need to get a shower, and I'll be back in twenty minutes to get your hair done."

An hour later, Sukari was standing in the shower. She was scrubbing at her skin like a man possed. She had fixed Sesshou's hair into a neat high ponytail. The water was still hot and she felt so cold. An encounter with the other half of her soul had left her drained and tired. She didn't think that he still lived around here anymore. How could something that made her so complete when they were little, but after they'd reached six, he'd been violent and sullen like he didn't like her anymore, but then he didn't like anyone anymore. He just kept to himself. Wrapping a towel around her frame, she got out and wet her waist length hair and braided it so it would be crimpy and wavy. On her bed a pair of blue jean gauchos and a forest green tank top with a white one under it lay with a black bra and the matching boy-shorts. The tiny white socks were sitting neatly in the shoes. Lotioning up with her favorite lotion, she just sat there on the bed. She finished getting dressed and put on a silver cross necklace and some dangling earrings. Unbraiding her hair, she pulled it up into a sloppy bun with a few tendrils framing her face. A tube of lipgloss went into her pocket along with some money and her driver's license. Then she sprayed on some of the matching perfume before she went downstairs to wait for Sesshoumaru and to get a drink.

"We match." a deep baritone voiced his opinion. Sukari turned to look at him. He was right. They looked good with it too.

"Do you want to drive or should I?"

"I'll drive. You can give me directions."

"Ok, but whose car. My car is made for shutting the club parking lot down and I have the right kind of music too."

Sesshoumaru looked confused momentarily before he smirked."How do you knoe that I don't have the correct kind of car and music?"

Sukari looked skeptical. "I've driven your car before, Classical music does not equal a club scene."

"I have more than one car, Sukari. Maybe it's one of them."

"How about we drive this mystery car, and I'll bring along my cd case in case."

"This Sesshoumaru will find his keys."

Sukari fought the urge to drool as Sesshoumaru unlocked the doors of a 2007 black Chevorlet Impala.(A/N:My friend and I love this car! It's so cool) with the black interior. She settled comfortably in the passenger seat as Sesshou flipped through a cd binder. Reapplying lipgloss, she flinched at the particularly loud beat that filtered over the car's speakers.

"You know who MIMS is?" she asked shocked.

"Just because I don't go out doesn't mean I'm not intelligent."

"Whatever Loser. Just drive."

LK: Hurray! Another chapter is finished! I'll be able to update a little more in the upcoming weeks as I have a lot of free time since i'm not required to go to classes until my exams.

Sesshou: This Sesshoumaru is wondering when you are going to do the job which I assigned to you. There is work to be done,bitch.

LK:(Sarcastically) Hai Sesshoumaru-sama,I shall hurry to do your bidding.

Sesshou:(ignores Kagome and Sango disgusing laughter) See that you do.

LK: Whatever.