AN: Ummm…..yeah. No idea what's going to happen. Should be fun! oh, yeah. I finally took the hint and separated POVs. Sorry

It'S NOT sAnE

chaptEr 11

"DAMN BOX! YOU'RE A SQUARE! NOT A TEEPEE!" Is what I would like to say Inuyasha had been ranting as he picked up my articles for the third time, but the reality was that his choice in words had been much more…colorful. I obviously hadn't known the true versatility of the f-bomb. It made me feel at home. Inuyasha always had that effect. Okay, you may be thinking, 'the f-bomb makes you feel at home?' and I don't' blame you. Inuyasha and I had been an interesting couple.

We barely made it back to the apartment, Inuyasha grumbling the whole time. Just as we got into the entrance way of my place, the box practically exploded. We stared. Inuyasha stared at the box, then at me with this angry, helpless look and I died laughing on the spot. He looked at the box once more and joined me rolling on the floor. It took us at least five minutes to gain composure after which I stood up.

"What do you want to drink?"

"Huh?"

"Well, you carried that box, or…semi-carried it as best as you could all the way here, so I figured I could give you something cold at least.

"As long as it's not a look."

"What?"

"A cold look. I'm tired of getting those from you. It's annoying and depressing."

Inuyasha? Depressed? Now that was something.

"You don't look depressed."

He smiled. "That's because I just carried an insert colorful teepee comment busting at the seems with your crap all the way here."

"Point taken. Coke or Sprite?"

"Water."

"Since when do you drink water?"

"Since I just carried a insert colorful teepee comment busting at the seems with your crap all the way here."

"Point taken."

We settled down on the couch, Inuyasha looking around unabashedly like a little kid.

"Nice place."

"Yeah. I like to imagine."

"Why'd you move?"

"This was easier. Cheaper, closer to the place I was working at at the time."

"You leave that place, too?"

"Yeah."

"I'm seeing a pattern here, Kagome."

"Shut up. How'd you know I lived around here anyway?"

"Ah, it came up one day when Sesshoumaru came home with bandages. He said you'd done them. Your place just sorta came up."

"Sesshoumaru talked that much about it? He was pissed."

"Well…maybe he didn't willingly offer up the info."

"You annoyed the shit out of him, didn't you?"

"Maybe."

"Good. He deserves it. I won't ask why you were barging into my business. Hey, shouldn't you be going back? You were going to Taisho Inc. for a reason, right?"

"It can wait. That box was heavy."

"Yeah, yeah. More water?"

"Coke."

"Thought so."

"I see."

"Yeah, that's how Kagome is. You know, she may seem like a hard ass, no, she is a hard ass, but inside she's a sucker for usual girl stuff, even if she won't admit it. She's actually the nicest woman I know. And plus, she's got that nice a-"

"So I need a weakness."

"Sorry, can't give you that one. You gotta put something into this, otherwise she'll know it wasn't you and it'll seem like you don't give a shit about her."

"I don't."

"That's why you called me."

"How do I find a weakness in her when I don't even employ her anymore."

"Really, this is like counseling a fourteen-year-old on how to ask a girl-"

"Hirano."

"Right! Uh…well, think about it. Is there something she's brought up multiple times? Something she seems really interested in? And work from there."

"From there."

"Yep."

"You're about as helpful as talking to an idiot that isn't employed by my company."

"Always glad to be a help to Boss Taisho."

"Get back to work, Hirano." I hung up, feeling as if I'd just wasted five minutes of my life I would never get back. I leaned back and looked, annoyed, at my platinum stapler that I had unreasonably saved from the garbage bin. The stapler I still couldn't operate.

Something she'd brought up multiple times…what was wrong with me? Was I actually going to listen to the horny Human Resources idiot?

Status:

Secretary-less.

Busy as shit.

Secretary to schedule busy shit- gone.

Mood- cranky.

Secretary to take cranky mood out on- gone.

Not drunk.

Not a good predicament. My only consolation was that Rin was coming home for vacation that night. Thank God for a girl that isn't a woman who acts like a girl. Thank God for the one female in my life that doesn't yell at me, make annoying requests, expect pancakes in the morning, or break my stapler.

Inuyasha was on my couch. His feet were on my couch. I wanted to swat him and tell him not to get his hair on my furniture, but I realized he was passed out. That was fast. I'd just gone into the bathroom to rinse my face off.

I stared at him for a while, trying to gauge whether he was feigning it or not. I waved a hand in front of his face, tugged on his shirt a bit, and when that didn't work, I went to blow on his face but he cracked a smile and grabbed me, dragging me on top of him.

"You bastard! You scared the crap out of me!"

"I'd apologize, but it would be a lie," he grinned.

I squirmed, finally getting loose.

"What the hell was that for?"

"I was asleep. Didn't know what I was doing."

"Inuyasha….why are you here."

"You've gotten snippy, haven't you, Kagome. You cut me deep. I hurt."

Inuyasha grinned at me.

"Too much time around your brother does that."

"No, that turns you into a statue with a stalactite up its ass."

"True. But that's not the point. Why are you here?"

Inuyasha sighed and got up from my couch. He tugged on his shirt to straighten it then looked up at me and took a step closer.

"Kagome, when I saw you again, everything I'd kept hidden came back. Even being in a different country never got rid of it. And then, there you were in your cute little skirt suit, working for my brother. It drives me mad. I can't stand it. I missed you. I still miss you."

It was corny, I know. It was lame and cheesy and cliché and I couldn't take my eyes away from it. I didn't move when he stepped closer.

"All I could think about every time I saw you at the office was how much those short minutes would make me feel so much more happy than the last two years could have made me."

"Inuyasha, you-"

"All I'm trying to say is I want a second chance. I want it bad. If you give it to me, I promise I'll make you forget about everything else. Just….go on one date with me. Just one real date. That's all." Inuyasha leaned forward and kissed me quickly, just a small kiss and picked up his jacket.

"Think about it, Kagome. Please. And tell me as soon as you decide. I can't wait much longer."

Inuyasha left a lot quieter than he had come. I sat down on the couch, only to realize I'd gotten a fairly bad paper cut from the earlier box fiasco. I got up and went to go excavate my hall closet for the first aid box once again.

I left work early to pick up Rin from the airport. There was nothing more relieving to me than seeing her after so long.

"Sesshoumaru!" She ran up, launching herself around my neck.

"Rin. How are you? I trust school is fine."

"Yep! My teacher this year is a lot better than the one that smelled like pickled plums last year."

"I suppose that's quite an improvement."

"Yep! Are you gonna make dinner tonight? You don't' have to work?"

"If you'd like it, I will make you a proper feast."

"Sandwiches!"

"Sandwiches?"

"Uh-huh! Oh, where's Jaken?"

"In the car. Jaken, come get her luggage."

"Yes, sir."

"Jaken!!" Rin bounced up to Jaken and gave him a hug that seemed to turn him, if possible, an even more unsightly color than usual.

"Miss Rin-please-er-if you'd please--"

"Rin, come get in the car. I want you to tell me more about your lessons."

"Sure!"

When we arrived home, I made Rin her…favorite, because I really have no idea how to describe them, sandwiches and listened to her bubble on for a good two hours. She was possibly the only being that I could listen to for more than a minute and not want to strangle. Her, and possibly Higurashi, but that was probably because when we conversed, it was mostly about strangling each other. Speaking of which…

"Rin, will you go with me tomorrow to meet somebody?"

"Sure! Who is it?"

"A woman that used to work for me. I think she'd like to meet you."

"Ohhh….a lady? She's probably great if you like her!"

"Well, you can judge that for yourself."

Being unemployed has certain advantages with the numerous disadvantages. The main advantage I could think of was that I could sleep. And sleep I did. A lot. And I began to be annoyed when it was interrupted. Especially if it was during my mid-day, 2-4pm nap. Or my early evening 6-8pm nap. So you can imagine that I was a bit miffed, to say the least, when my doorbell rang at 2:37pm. I turned over groggily. And the bell rang repeatedly.

"I'llfeedthemtoBuyo," is probably what I said, but being as it was right in my afternoon nap period, I don't really remember.

I shuffled out of bed and glanced at myself in the mirror. An absolute mess. Who cared, if it was some solicitor, I'd just tell them to shove off and go back to sleep. I'd sleep until 4:05 to make up for it.

You can imagine my surprise when I opened the door and no one was there. And then when that no one spoke to me.

"Hi, Miss Kagome! I'm Rin!"

I looked down. Oh. There was someone there. A small someone.

"….You're…who…? Are you lost, or… no, maybe a girl scout…."

"She's mine, Higurashi."

Something clicked in my mind when I heard a voice I recognized. Then it all came up to speed. I blinked once, twice, then again more quickly and my eyes focused on a Sesshoumaru walking to my doorstep.

"Oh. She's yours……Oh. What the h- what are you doing here?!"

"You can coneal your excitement," he smirked at me, placing his hands on the little someone's shoulders.

"Rin, this mess standing in front of you is Kagome Higurashi, my old secretary. Higurashi, meet Rin."

I stood. And gawked. For multiple reasons. One being that Sesshoumaru was at my house, during my nap time, on a Thursday. The next was that he was at my house during my nap time on a Thursday with his daughter, Rin. The next was that he was at my house, during my nap time, on a Thursday, with his daughter Rin who was beaming at me and positively adorable.

Rin smiled at me and peeped around my leg.

"Oooh. Is that a penguin stuffed animal?!"

"Err…oh, yeah. Um…"

"Can I see him?!"

"Uh…sure." I stepped aside and Rin rushed in, Sesshoumaru following behind. I closed the door, utterly confused, if a bit less groggy. I stared as Rin squeezed my stuffed penguin (or one of them, shut up) and began to inspect every piece of my living room.

I stared as she squealed in delight at finding another penguin.

"You…." I started, not bothering to turn to address the man who was currently playing Bane of My Existence next to me.

"Yes," he asked, amused.

"You did this on purpose."

"I don't know what you speak of."

"You brought her here as a way to bribe me. You know I like kids."

"I don't like false accusations, Higurashi. I merely came because Rin saw your profile in the employee book and wanted to know who you were."

"CEOs don't make house calls to their old employees just to introduce their children."

"You may be right."

"I am right."

"I'll explain the other reason for my visit later. Right now, it looks as if Rin wants to ask you something."

And, indeed, it did look like that. She was standing next to me, practically jumping up and down.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Rin. Did you have a question," I asked as kindly as I could.

"What are their names?"

"What?"

She held out the penguins to me and smiled.

"Oh….err….um…that one is.,..err, Pengu. Yeah, Pengu. And the other one is….um….Wen. Yeah. Pengu and Wen."

"Oh! Pengu and Wen! Cute!" She bounced away and I couldn't help but smile as I stood up.

"You play low and dirty," I grumbled to Sesshoumaru out the side of my mouth.

"But it's so entertaining," he smirked.

Sesshoumaru was in my kitchen. I had gone to change into something less I'd-live-in-the-back-of-my-car-but-I-don't-have-one and come back to find him in my kitchen, stealing my bread.

"Before you unleash your womanly fury on me, allow me to explain. Rin is a child and requires food. I'll compensate you." He was bent over my toaster, doing something I couldn't see and drawing in deep, I'm-trying-to-be-patient breaths.

"Why are you molesting my bread?"

"It won't stay in the damn toaster. Is everything you own as big of a wreck as you are?"

"….."

"What."

I looked at him nice and slow.

"The toaster isn't plugged in," I offered.

"…I'm aware of that."

"…So why were you molesting my bread?"

"It appeared lonely. And since it's apparent that you get none, I figured I'd give something in your apartment a little action."

"Just because you're a man doesn't mean you need to feel up everything that contains yeast, you know?"

I plugged the toaster in for him and he surfaced triumphant from my kitchen five minutes later with what appeared to be a sandwhich.

"Is that….pickles?"

"Astute observation."

"…..with whipped cream?"

"Once again, your powers of observation astound me."

"…..and anchovies?"

"Yes."

"…..Huh."

"Dammit Kagome, Rin likes it, okay? I don't know who teaches her this nonsense but I'm beginning to think that foreign school is bad for her in more ways that one."

"…...Huh."

Rin called me over and I told her lunch was ready and set her up with silverware and multiple napkins. I also plugged in an air freshener at what I hoped was the nearest spot to her plate.

Sesshoumaru and I stood at the kitchen bar, looking useless and probably stupid until his cell phone rang and he glanced at me.

"She's fine."

"Hn." He stepped out of the apartment to answer the call.

"Kagome," Rin asked. Well, it was really more of a 'Kagfomay' behind the whipped cream.

"Yeah?"

"Does my dad make you angry?"

"Who?"

"Sesshoumaru, my dad."

"Oh! Sorry, I fazed out for a moment. Er, well, not really. It's just playful bickering most of the time, you know. Then again, he can treat me pretty mean. He just likes to abuse his secretaries, maybe? Or does he just really like abusing me? Anyways, it doesn't matter, because I'm not going to be his secretary any more and he can just shove that--"

I looked at Rin. She was staring at me, obviously confused, a piece of pickle in her teeth and whipped on her cheek.

"Do you like Cheetos, Rin?"

She cleared up immediately.

"Yep!"

"Would you like some on your sandwhich?"

It was 6:15pm. Not only had Taisho interrupted my afternoon nap, but he had somehow managed to extend that into interrupting my early evening nap also. I wanted to sledgehammer him once over the head, and, if he was still alive, make him fill out Taisho financial reports for prospective buyers until he died. Then again, knowing that guy, he'd probably get off on that.

However, the reason Sesshoumaru had stayed so late was far less aggravating, in a way. Rin, it seemed, had taken an obsessive liking to me. She had found my stash of penguin plushies hidden in a chest and some old Barbie clothes in a packed-away box. And by that time, I was too tired to give a shit whether Sesshoumaru saw them or not. He quirked an eyebrow, I flipped a finger.

But, God. There were some serious injustices in the world. For instance, how could a man who was the epitome of workaholic asshole have such an incredibly, sickeningly adorable daughter? Because, really, even as the time oozed on to 7:30, I didn't really care. I was having a blast with Rin, painting toenails and watching The Little Mermaid (from my babysitting days- always be prepared). And the icing on the cake was that Sesshoumaru appeared as if he was beginning to rethink his little plot. Especially when I busted out an unsent Christmas present that had been for my little cousin, full to the gills with My Little Pony and every accessory imaginable. The look on his face? Priceless.

It was half way through the French-kitchen-knife-throwing-chef scene when Rin broke the barrier a bit too much.

"I don't want to leave, Sesshoumaru-sama," she whined. "Can I stay here with Kagome?"

Sesshoumaru looked shocked, the tiniest bit confused, then a slight bit indignant.

"I don't believe that would be polite, Rin."

"Oh, come on, Sesshoumaru-samaa" I whined, using Inuyasha's puppy eye trick. "Waking someone up from a nap and barging into their home with your child isn't impolite. I'd looooove to keep Rin over for the night."

"Yay!" Rin squealed. "Can I, can I?"

"Rin-"

"Pllleeeeeaaaaase?"

Sesshoumaru looked possibly the most uncomfortable I'd ever seen him. I could feel the happiness radiating off of my and making the sparkles in my purple My Little Pony's hair shimmer as I brushed it.

"If Kagome is willing to keep you over for a night, I have no qualms," he stated finally.

"Nope, no problem," I beamed at him.

"Well then, I'll be on my way and leave you to whatever…womanly things you wish to do. And, Higurashi, if you try anything-"

"Don't worry, I won't pit her against you and all men on Earth."

"That's the least of my worries with her around you." He headed for the door.

"Ooo, Kagome! Braid this one's hair! French braid!"

"Er, I don't know how to French braid, Rin. Sorry, I can do regular braids, though."

"Oh, really? But Sesshoumaru knows how to French braid!"

Sesshoumaru stopped dead in his tracks.

"Really, now?" I looked up at him.

"Yeah! Sesshoumaru-sama used to braid my French braid my hair aaall the time!"

"Is that right, Sesshoumaru?" I smirked.

"Quite. I'm adept at many things you would never know," he recovered, turning around.

"Come show Kagome how you braid my hair!" Rin beamed, holding out her pink star pony.

Sesshoumaru, to my amazement, hesitated for only a split second before putting his jacket back down and taking the shining plastic horse. He sat down on the couch and proceeded to braid the hair. I watched on, amused as he produced a nearly perfect French braid.

"No, no," Rin scolded "you have to do it again and tell Kagome how to do it!"

It was 9:30 by the time we had finished playing with our ponies. We had re-watched the kiss the girl song scene of The Little Mermaid seven times and every doll or item with thread long enough to be French braided in my house was braided meticulously. Somewhere during the eighth kiss the girl scene, Rin had started to fade quickly. Next time I looked over, she was curled up on the carpet, pony in one hand, brush in the other. She looked like a dark-haired doll herself, sleeping away. Adorable. I couldn't help but smile.

"Well, that was an-"

But to my even greater shock and a bit of horror, I looked up to see Sesshoumaru passed out on my couch. Come to think of it, it had been a while since he'd thrown some newly-braided object our way.

I turned off the movie and picked up half of the pony mess to clear a space for Rin. I had to rummage through the black hole hall closet once again to find an extra blanket and pillow, but managed. I quietly arranged a bed around Rin. When I saw Sesshoumaru was still very much asleep, I felt like kicking him, but was far too tired for a battle, so dug around and found one more blanket which I threw haphazardly over him. Why did Taisho males seem to gravitate to my couch?

"I guess even CEO pricks need sleep, huh?" I smiled and gave him a once over. Asleep, he appeared almost calm, a real calm I mean, and even a bit beautiful. He was a very handsome and possibly sexy man, I had to give him that. And when that wasn't being ruined by every syllable coming out of his mouth, he was markedly appealing. I chuckled to myself, realized I was sleep-deprived, and got ready for bed.

I was just about to climb into bed when the phone rang. Without meaning to, I practically sprung out of bed, tripped over a bedroom slipper, stubbed my toe on my dresser, and cursed silently, all while trying to get to the phone before it woke my guests up.

"Hello," I whispered, taking the phone into my bedroom.

"Miss Higurashi. This is Onigumo Naraku. I'm sorry to bother you at such a late time in the evening. Are you available?"

"Well, I was just about to go to sl-"

"I won't keep you long, it's a promise."

"Well, I-"

"Trust me, it's a business proposition that would be supremely beneficial for you."

"…I suppose I could spare a minute."

"I thank you kindly. You see, my secretary's husband has come down with a terrible sickness…"

A lie, I thought. Naraku would never hire a married secretary.

"…and she must be on indeterminable leave, leaving her position fully open. I'm a fairly busy man and I can't afford to not have a secretary. I've heard that you've recently quit Taisho Inc. and I'd like to offer you that position, no questions asked."

"Well, you see, I was thinking of going into something-"

"I'll pay you whatever you were making at Taisho plus seventy percent."

"You….what?"

"Full pay plus seventy percent. All you have to do is show up tomorrow in one of your sharp little suit numbers, ready to work."

"But I-"

"I'll give you every weekend off and three weeks of paid vacation. I need you, Miss Kagome. If you can't tell, I'm in a dire situation. I fall apart without someone to keep me together. I fall into a pit, of sorts, and you'd be perfect for keeping me up."

Bet I would, you pervert.

Still, the offer was….great. I'd get my old pay, plus seventy percent, paid holidays I never got to take at Taisho, and no coming into work on weekends. The only difference would be trading an asshole boss for a pervert boss. It's not like I even had my old job anyway.

"I'll….have to think about it. Can I get back to you tomorrow?"

"That would be quite fine. Please consider it deeply. I'm in a tough position and I'd love a secretary as adept as you. I'm counting on you, Miss Kagome. Until Tomorrow then."

"Tomorrow. Right."

I hung up the phone and kept it by my bed so I wouldn't have to trip through my own house again in case anyone decided to call at two in the morning with an investment proposition.

"Will you going to accept it?" Sesshoumaru's outline stood leaning on my doorframe. I jumped about three feet in the air.

"Holy Mother Mary, Joseph, and all that is Catholic and Shiny!"

Sesshoumaru stood up and I could hear the eyebrow quirk in his voice.

"Catholic?"

"Err…I was raised at a shrine and as part of my education, I had to learn about a bunch of major religions and-what the hell- why were you standing there? How long were you standing there?"

"Your tramping and falling through the apartment would have woken a cemetery. Even Rin turned over."

"That's not the point! You have no business being in my business."

"Are you going to take his offer? Onigumo, am I correct?"

"I don't know what I'm going to do! He offered me far more than you ever did and he actually wants me around!"

"The only time Onigumo wants a woman around is when she's wrapping herself around his-"

"TAISHO. I will NOT have this conversation with you again. You may either recognize the fact that I am a hard-working college graduated businesswoman and not some gold-digging office whore or you can leave my house-now-and take your adorable daughter with you!"

Taisho took a step into my room and leaned against the wall. He stared at me for a minute, at least, I think he did. All I could see was his shadow, really. A bit appropriate for the shadow king himself.

I barely heard him take a deep breath.

"Did my Rin plan fail that miserably," he asked in a monotone I knew to associate with displeasure when it came to him.

"She's cute. I'll admit that. Okay, she's downright adorable, but that's not enough. I wasn't working with her breathing down my neck and harassing me every day."

For some reason, I wasn't nearly as mad now. Maybe that little bundle of sunshine girl just had that affect. If so, I couldn't understand why Sesshoumaru didn't wear copious amounts of pink and yellow and skip to work every day.

"You're thinking snarky comments, aren't you, I can tell. Just answer the question."

Damn. Did he know me that well? Oh, wait, whenever I'm around him, nearly all of the thoughts I think are ones of a snarky nature. I leaned back on my hands.

"Answer me this first. Why are you here? Not looming in my bedroom doorway, why are you here. Really. And what would you care if I worked for Onigumo? Can't stand to see something that was yours get taken away by another bigger, richer kid?"

Sesshoumaru walked a few more steps in and seated himself at my desk chair. He did it smoothly, as if he'd lived here for years and could navigate it in the dark without second thought. God I hated how he made everything look so easy.

But then he seemed to slouch a bit, the tiniest relaxing twitch.

"In no specific order, I'm here because I brought Rin to see you. You mentioned her multiple times and I thought you wanted to meet her. But you're probably correct, in that that probably isn't the real reason. For the record, Onigumo is not richer than I am. I have property wealth he doesn't have. I could pay you what he offered, but I will not bring myself down to bribing you. I knew Onigumo would try to hire you. He's been smitten with you for some time and your friend Hirano tipped me off early. I don't want him to hire you because he's a slimy, greedy, using bastard who's stepped on more people than money he makes and I'm tired of him ruining my best employees. I'm also vaguely wary because he's shown so much interest in you. Not because I think he'll take company secrets from you or even because he might toss you away like all the others but because I'm wary that he won't. He wants you at his company badly, and if he actually turns out to pay you more and treat you better, you'll stay. And that, it would seem, is why I would care if you worked for Onigumo and that is why, it would seem, I am really here."

I sat still for a while and thought about what he said. It seemed like something that could never come from Taisho. What was Sesshoumaru trying to say exactly?

"I'm vaguely flattered. But on the other hand, it all comes down to you not wanting someone else to play with your toy."

He shifted a bit, uncrossed his legs and leaned forward on his elbows.

"And that would be where you are, once again, incorrect."

"Am I?"

"Indeed. You drew the wrong conclusions. It is not a case of him having something I once did. It's a case of me wanting back what I once had."

I stared at his dark outline. Was he sleep talking? Had he sniffed too much glitter from pony hair?

"You don't seem to understand how powerful of a person I am, Kagome. If I fancy something, I usually just send the money for it, or someone to go get it. However, I haven't tried to buy you with money, and instead of some lower associate here to convince you, I'm here to convince you myself. I don't work for things I don't really want. I won't offer you a raise."

"Hmph. Could have guessed that," I smirked, mostly because I was confused.

"But, I can attempt to not be such a..'stick-up-the-ass-jerk-off' to use some of your favorite pet names. I'm warning you, though, my attempts to be kind more often than not backfire and have the opposite effect."

I sat for a while and stared at a painting I could barely make out on my wall. I'd almost forgotten it was there. Something with blue flowers.

Why was he suddenly pouring his heart out. Did he really need me that badly. No, the question was, did I need him at all anymore. Obviously, the set up with Onigumo would be much cozier.

After a minute, I'd gained enough composure back to talk.

"…You mean, you've tried to act kind before?"

"Once. It was a nightmare. The police were called in and one of the office Fichus plants didn't make it through the night."

I smiled despite myself.

"I'm going to sleep now. There's coffee if you want some in the morning. Wake me up and I'll make sure the fichus isn't the only casualty associated with your office. Good night, Sesshoumaru."

"I wish you pleasant dreams of fichus to butcher and men that would actually take you out."

"I wish a sleep that will cure your anal rectal inversion."

"Right."

Sesshoumaru stood and left the room without so much as a noise, let alone a toe stub and broken vase. I figured that sometimes, maybe I just couldn't win against him.

AN: God this was a lot harder than it should have been. I'm sorry this took so damn long. I made it longer than the last ones to make up for it, though. I've been busy working on a comic with a fellow artist. I'm writing half of the story for it and doing the screentoning. And she's going to draw her wonderful, stylish art for it. It's a bit difficult for me because it's in the steampunk genre and I'm not used to that, but it's original and I'm really excited. It should start after summer break ends. For right now, I'm helping her finish another shounen-ai webcomic called Honeydew Syndrome (yeah, don't ask) so if you're in to that stuff, check it out, it's on smackjeeves. Otherwise, keep an eye out for the steampunk one. It will be called Megiddo Engine.

Between that, finishing up school, and coming back to my own country, I've been busy, so, apologies coughexcuses!

I hope Kagome and Sesshoumaru realize their situation (whatever it may be) soon. ;;; Also, I don't proof read, so, sorry?