She was wearing a wavy yellow dress that reached the ground and showed all her curves. Her hair was liberated in the wind as she ran through a dark alley, her breath uneven, her heart thundering in her chest. She made another turn and finally bumped into the hard chest of a man who was a little bit taller than her, his blond hair falling in strands on his face, his green eyes shining in the darkness. She took a few steps back, looking directly at him as he followed her with every step she made. Her eyes grew wide when he finally touched her shoulder and went down, gently caressing her bare back.

"What do you want?" she finally asked, her heavy breathing heard in the silence. The man simply buried his head in the crook of her neck and inhaled deeply. She hesitantly reached her hand, slowly caressing his blonde hair. He pulled away so that he could see her and smirked, his handsome face a few inches from hers.

"I love you." He said. She immediately got away from him and ran to the other side of the street but he grabbed her by the arm and she stopped in her tracks.

"Don't run." He whispered, causing her to shiver. "I will always find you."

"How?" she countered, her eyes staring directly into his. He looked at her for what seemed like an eternity then smiled sweetly, his green orbs shining in the darkness.

"Your perfume." He responded.

"Cut!" a loud voice was heard as a man made his way towards the couple. "Excellent, you two were excellent. Rubin, you were everything I wanted, you incarnated your role perfectly. Ad you lovely Karla, I must say that I am impressed by your acting skills. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to prepare the publicity. You two are free to go."

They patiently waited until he got out of view before they both sighed loudly.

"Finally!" Rubin exclaimed. "I thought we were going to repeat that scene forever."

Karla smiled and went to her chair that was near the shooting scene. Rubin followed her and sat just next to her.

"I know it was tough for you Rubin." She began, looking at him. "And it is my honor to be able to shoot publicity with you. I know that you have a very booked schedule but you still stayed all day. Thank you."

Rubin took a zip of his bottle of water before replying.

"It was fun. You were good enough. I didn't expect less."

They were about to continue talking when a group of girls came into view. They spotted Rubin and started cheering while coming to his side. Rubin gave them autographs then fell on his chair next to Karla. He saw her looking at him with amusement.

"What?" he asked, smiling as well.

"How can you deal with all this popularity, Rubin? I mean you're a superstar and girls follow you everywhere, without mentioning the paparazzi."

"I just learned how to deal with it." He answered then stood up when a man dressed in a suit came towards them. Karla spotted him as well and stood up.

"Is this who I think he is?" she whispered in his ear and Rubin simply nodded. When the man arrived at their level he smiled and shook their hands before taking a seat in front of them.

"Rubin, I am glad that you'll give me this interview. It is an honor to be with you."

"At the contrary, I am the one honored by your presence Mr. Black. You are one of the best journalists in our country." Rubin replied, smiling politely. "Let me introduce you to my partner in the publicity, Miss Karla."

The journalist smiled at her.

"Enchanted Miss Karla. I suppose that magazines do not give you your fair share in beauty."

She grinned at the compliment before excusing herself, leaving the two men alone. After she left, Black looked at Rubin and smiled.

"So tell me Rubin, is she your new girlfriend?" he asked as he pressed the recorder on. Rubin laughed.

"No, she's just a friend. I thought we were here to discuss the affair of 'princess of my heart' or was I mistaking?"

The journalist groaned.

"Come on Rubin, you can share some of your personal life with your fans. There must be someone special for you, someone that owns a little piece of your heart prince of the music."

Rubin shook his head.

"I will not discuss my personal life." He responded sternly, his green eyes looking at the distance. "If you want to ask me, ask me about the subject of this interview.

"Fine Rubin. So, I heard that you were asked to film a video clip for your famous song 'Princess of my Heart'. Why now?"

Rubin took a deep breath before answering.

"'Princess of my Heart' was written by someone very special to me and I decided that it was time to put the words into view. I just want to show my audience the words, I don't want them to take it as a good tune or a good song, but as a story, a story of someone who suffered and went through lot of difficulties. I just want the song to come back to life."

The journalist shook his head as Rubin spoke but soon found the necessity to interrupt.

"Rubin, when you talk about this song, we always notice the emotional change in your voice and the look in your eyes. When will you reveal the identity of the writer?"

Rubin diverted his gaze towards his hands. Why? Why after so many years he felt a strange connection to that girl he saw a few times? Why did he suddenly feel that by bringing the song back he would bring her back to life? Each time the words came from his mouth as he sang, he could see her face, imagine her while writing those angelic lyrics, her blue eyes shining in her face, her cascading black hair reaching her waist, her lips…

"Rubin?" he heard the journalist look at him with curiosity. He cleared his throat. He must have blanked out for a while.

"What was the question?" he asked, trying to hide the emotions coming to his face.

"I asked you, when will you reveal the identity of the writer?" the man in front of him repeated. Rubin nodded.

"When time comes, I will reveal it. Now if you excuse me…" he said while getting up. "I have to go."

Black got up as well and both man shook hands.

"I understand. Thank you for this interview."

Rubin smiled a last time before storming off. The journalist followed him with his eyes until he disappeared and then frowned.

"I feel that this song has a hidden secret, something that Rubin won't share."

He sighed before walking towards his car, recalling the sad face of Rubin when they spoke about the writer. Somehow, he knew that 'princess of my heart' was not just a song; it was a mystery, a legend. He shook the idea away. Secrets from the past should never return to the present or they will bring more tragedy.

Inuyasha was sitting in his office, writing some notes while Kagome sat on the opposite side, studying the files he gave her early in the morning. Silence was dominant in the large luminous office, only the sound of pens coming in contact with paper being heard. Kagome took advantage of her boss' distraction and took time to study him. He was handsome; she had to give him that. He always wore those dark glasses but somehow they seemed to make him more appealing in her eyes, more mysterious.

His deep voice made her come back from her thoughts.

"I need you to write al your remarks on this piece of paper you have in your hands. I want to know your opinion about the progress of the deal. Am I clear enough for you?"

"Yes Mr. Taisho." She replied, her eyes now on the paper in front of her. Time progressed rapidly and soon she handed him the paper. He took a look at it before nodding.

"I see. I will have a better look at it this evening."

He quickly glanced at the clock. It was two in the afternoon. They had worked all morning and he felt exhausted.

"Mr. Taisho?" Kagome called him. He lifted his head towards her. God, why did she have to be like her? How was it possible? He could swear that they were one.

"Yes?"

"I suppose I have a lunch break right?"

Inuyasha simply stared at her before her words registrated in his mind.

"You may go, but I expect you back in exactly one hour." He responded, his voice cold as ice making her shiver with an unknown feeling. She frowned. Why did his voice affect her so much? It was like every word he pronounced took her by surprise, initiating weird feelings in the pit of her stomach.

"So, how was your day until now?" Chris asked her as they sat together in the cafeteria, eating lunch. Kagome rolled her eyes.

"Il est insupportable. He's so unpredictable. One minute he's calm and okay, the other he's pissed and agitated. I really don't know how long I can last with him. I find it difficult to breathe when I am with him. He's so intimidating!"

Chris nodded understandably before replying in what seemed like a whisper.

"You have to get him to like you Mercedes. You must let him give you the secret files. And to do that he has to trust you."

Kagome clenched her fists together, her blue eyes shining in her beautiful face.

"Stop telling me what I already know. Do you think it is easy for me to make him trust me? I am almost afraid that he might hear my thoughts."

"What did you expect?" Chris countered, his voice raising just a little, indicating his disapproval. "If he was as easy as you thought he was then we would had dealt with him without your intervention. I have told you this before and I will tell it to you again, do not underestimate him."

They stared at each other for a couple of seconds before Kagome diverted her gaze.

"D'accord, help me, you know him better than I do. What should I do to make him trust me?"

Chris leaned back in his chair.

"I cannot help you with that. I think that you are clever enough to know what you should do to Inuyasha Taisho in order to make him trust you."

Kagome stared at her plate.

"It will be more difficult than that Chris. He's with a woman. She's very beautiful and they seem very harmonious."

Chris smirked.

"Don't be stupid, he already likes you. Play him Mercedes. Sometimes, one simple word can set the fire."

"I saw you having lunch with Chris." Inuyasha finally broke the long silence. Kagome looked up at him from her side of the desk.

"Yes, we did have lunch. Interesting man."

Inuyasha's jaw clenched and the pen faltered a little in his hand but beside that, he was as cool as ever.

"Do you know each other?" he asked again. He couldn't help it. When he saw her sitting with Chris on the same table, laughing with him, enjoying his presence, he felt a sting in his heart, an ache in his muscles, and a sudden desire.

"Not really. He just offered me lunch and I accepted."

Kagome looked at him, almost amused. Maybe Chris was right. Maybe this man did like her after all. But how and why?

Inuyasha leaned in his chair, abandoning the paper he was working on and looked at the beautiful girl in front of him.

"You seemed very amused by his presence." He hinted and she could barely stop her smile, noticing the odd nature of his words. If he continued like this, her plan would be simple. He was willingly walking in her trap and once inside he will never get outside. She had done it to millions of boys before and she will not hesitate with such a man.

"He's a very charming man." She responded, still writing her notes. "I wonder if he's single."

There was a sudden silence in the air and Kagome had to look up to see his reaction. Chris had told her that he liked her. Maybe he liked the way she looked, maybe he liked her body. In fact, each time they met she could feel him stare at her with such intensity. She didn't know, however, how deep he was attracted to her, that if he was attracted to her at all.

Inuyasha was having a difficult moment. That girl who looked like his old love had just wondered if another man was single for her to take. He could hear blood rushing in his veins and the unsteady beating of his heart as he looked at her. He should not show her his weakness, he should not let her see the desperation in his face and for the first time he felt the importance of those glasses he wore, those glasses that shielded him from the fatal blue of her eyes.

"I am asking to make sure that your personal life will not get mixed up with your professional life." He simply answered, his voice not betraying any emotion. Kagome shook her head and returned to her paper but her mind was still with him. Chris was surely mistaking. Inuyasha Taisho was not attracted to her. She smiled to herself. He was quite a challenge. She will enjoy making him beg for her.

All thoughts were interrupted when his cell phone rang. Inuyasha put the speaker mode on as he continued his work.

"Hello?" came a beautiful feminine voice from the other line. Inuyasha smiled.

"Hey baby, how your day was?"

Kagome felt disgusted when she heard him call that woman baby. It sounded so wrong, so infuriating.

"Oh I am so tired Inuyasha. I don't think I can make it to your apartment tonight."

Kagome nearly rolled her eyes. They were sleeping together. Taisho was surely a physical man. At least now she had an idea on how to have him. Inuyasha's smile widened.

"That's alright Karla. I'll see you tomorrow. Bye baby."

He pressed the speaker again, ending the phone then tossed it away, sighing loudly.

"We're done for today. You can go home." He stated, stretching his sore muscles. Kagome noticed for the first time the white shirt he was wearing. She had to give him credit for his body. He was definitely sexy, well built but still arrogant. She got up reassembling her papers and he got up as well making his way towards the door. Kagome smirked. This was her first chance. She made a few steps towards him and then let a little gasp before colliding into his back. Inuyasha immediately turned around and saw her falling. On reflex, he caught her by her upper arms and pulled her towards him, her upper body colliding with his chest as his arms stilled on her waist, her face resting against his shoulder. He was speechless. He held her tight, unable to breathe.

Kagome grinned, feeling him hold her tighter. Her plan had worked. He had strong reflexes and now they were literally cuddling. Wanting to keep the embrace as long as possible, she smirked before groaning a little.

"I am sorry, I just felt so dizzy."

She was displeased but a little bit amused when Inuyasha slowly let her go, moving away from her. She forced her best innocent look.

"I am so embarrassed Mr. Taisho." She mumbled. "I guess it is the change of the weather."

"It's fine." Inuyasha snapped. "You fell and I caught you, why are you making a big deal out of it? Just sit there until you feel better. Do you want me to get you something to drink?"

Kagome shook her head negatively. As if she would take anything from his dirty hands, those same hands that worked on a project that did not even belong to him.

"Are you sure?" he asked, his voice a little bit worried and Kagome could not hide her surprise.

"Yes I am, thank you."

"Do you want me to give you a ride to home?"

Kagome silently congratulated herself. He was exactly where she wanted him to be.

"That would be nice. Thank you."

Rin entered Chris' office, a large smile gracing her lips. She sat on his desk and looked at him while he talked on the phone. As soon as he finished she flashed him her biggest smile.

"So, I saw you having lunch with the new one, Mercedes. Care to tell me what's going on brother?"

"What do you mean?" he coldly asked, trying to avoid the issue but Rin seemed to be even more determined.

"I mean, what's going on between you and Mercedes? Are you two together?"

Chris took a minute of refection. He knew that everything he would say would end up in the ear of Inuyasha.

"No, we are not together but I find her attractive. In the matter of fact, who wouldn't?"

Rin sighed.

"It is a good thing that she is Inuyasha's assistant, not Sesshumaru's. I don't want her near my husband. She's like a model or something and then there is the way she looks at me. She creeps me out. I can feel something in her gaze, I don't know, vengeance, hatred, confusion, and such familiarity."

Chris frowned.

"I think that you are just jealous over Sesshumaru."

She shook her head negatively.

"No Chris, I am telling you, my heart is not calm. I feel that she is going to hurt us. I don't like her that much."

Chris leaned into his chair. They have to be careful from Rin, she was beginning to become dangerously informed.