"No! You should not raise the interest on the deal or you will lose it Mr. Taisho!"

"Perhaps, but I will not risk losing from my own money in order to satisfy them!"

Kagome placed her head between her hands and sighed loudly. She then looked at Inuyasha who was leaning back in his chair, watching her.

"Mr. Taisho…" she began slowly but her anger rose again when he simply shook his head negatively.

"No, this is my final answer. You are the professional and that's why I am paying you. Find another way."

"This is the only way!" she said, frustrated, her blue eyes tired, her face flushed with frustration. They had been working on the same point for four days and he didn't want to sacrifice anything for the other party. He simply wanted all, he wanted all. She came back to reality when he got up from his chair and paced his office, his hands in his pockets. She followed his muscular frame with the corner of her eyes. He suddenly turned to her.

"Maybe if we increase the price once in the market we will be able to compensate the loss in the interest right?"

Kagome could only nod. She was impressed. He was definitely as smart as she thought he was. He smiled and returned to his chair, picking up the phone and dialing a number. He waited for a few seconds before speaking.

"Tell them that we agree on their terms. Yes, I am sure." He then hung up ad relaxed in his chair again, his face showing a little of satisfaction. Kagome couldn't help but feel a little bit pleased by his smile. He rarely smiled and once he did it, he looked like an angel. An angel, she repeated in her head, her gaze settling on him. She eyed his strong shoulders, his muscular face, his beautiful hair tied into a ponytail…

"We should celebrate!" he suddenly announced.

"Celebrate?" she repeated, a little bit disoriented. He never seemed to her as a happy person.

"Yes we should. Do you have any plans for tonight?"

Her blood froze in her veins. Was she hearing wrong or did he just ask her out? Did he want to celebrate with her? Why? What about the model he was dating? In those few days, she saw her several times. She was beautiful, gorgeous, and perfect. Was it a trick question? Inuyasha caught her hesitation and smiled again. He didn't know why but he felt happy. For once, he felt free, productive, and meaningful.

"Don't worry, I am not hitting on you. When I say we, I mean all of us. My brother, my sister in law, Chris, our other lawyers, you and me."

Kagome felt embarrassment crawl into her. She just made a fool out of herself. Of course he would not ask her out. He was an arrogant bastard, and of course she would not accept, or she would in order to take as much information as she could.

"No Mr. Taisho, I didn't think that you were hitting on me. You are a respectful man and I do not doubt that you are a very professional man."

Amused, he was certainly amused. Despite the fact that she seemed arrogant and snob, he knew that she was easily embarrassed.

"I am professional." He responded, his face serious but his voice soft. She felt suddenly uncomfortable, being with him, alone, in this office, all day, 6 days a week, 4 weeks a month. She looked at her notes, trying to erase her uneasiness. Was she too self-confident or was he flirting with her? She glanced at his face again. He wouldn't, he couldn't. He was serious, so serious that he could be crowned the king of seriousness. But that smirk, that smirk he was trying so hard to dissimilate.

"So?"

She looked at him, her blue eyes a little bit startled. "Do you want to celebrate?"

She gulped. Could any woman in this planet say no? Refuse him? If he wasn't her enemy, would she be able to be attracted to him? To be involved with him? Could she?

"Of course." She replied, her voice no betraying any emotion. "But I think it is still early to celebrate Mr. Taisho. You know, in business, anything can happen. Nothing is ever personal."

Inuyasha leaned towards her, the corners of his lips twisted in what seemed like a little smirk.

"Everything…" he whispered slowly and she felt as her heart was being jolted from her chest. The way he talked, it was so intimate, so familiar, so right and so wrong in the same time, like her dreams. "…is personal."

She smiled a half smile, her hands getting suddenly very cold. She knew that something was wrong with her the first moment she saw him in the airport. And her dreams, her dreams, she could swear that it was his voice she was hearing now. His voice, in the most intimate moments, his voice calling for her. Maybe she was diverting her emptiness towards him, but why? Why him?

"I think that we have different philosophies Mr. Taisho."

"Say my name." he countered and she felt all her blood rush into her ears. Her breath hitched for a second and her heart skipped several beats. Was she crazy? Was she imagining things? He told her to say his name, but this time she could answer. For the first time, she knew what his name was. For the first time, she knew.

"I don't understand." She said, her hands playing with the pen. Inuyasha suddenly leaned into his chair. His voice regained its normal tone and she felt like all the warmth dissipated. She felt empty again, alone. She shook her head slightly. She should not study him. She should destroy him, for Naraku.

"When we are alone, you can call me by my first name."

"Oh." She silently answered, too taken by the debate inside her head to actually form a complete sentence. She was not a teenager anymore. She had lot of experiences with all kind of men. Some of them begged, some of them tried desperate moves, others were crushed but in the end she was always victorious. But him, he didn't even try and he was already inside her head, inside her dreams. Was he the man in the dream, or the man she wanted for this dream?

She glanced at him.

"It is very annoying, you, calling me Mr. Taisho all the time. Call me Inuyasha, it's more adequate."

She tried to protest but his hand was raised in front of her face.

"And this is an order." He snapped his voice harsh and penetrating. "Stop arguing about everything. It will become a habit, a bad habit."

She nodded her mind elsewhere. Did she desire him? Why? Because he was arrogant or because he was forbidden? She smiled to herself, forbidden. She liked the sound of it. She would crush him even more if he was hers, if he saw what she could do to him, what she could do for him.

"I am sorry…" she responded, her voice suddenly lowering to a more seductive voice, her blue eyes glinting with unspoken malice. "Inuyasha."

He felt a sudden tightening in his chest. His name, his name rolling from her lips, the most sinful thing he could imagine. Maybe it was a bad idea, trying to amuse him by flirting innocently. Maybe he should fire her, tell her to disappear. Another voice rang in his mind. Maybe he should kiss her, just grab her and kiss her. What would be the worst thing that could happen? The temptation was just too strong! Did she know? Did she know how much his name coming from her in such a manner affected him? Did she mean it? This amusement in her eyes, the way she looked at him, the way she seemed to look at him when she thought he was not looking.

"Rearrange all the files." He ordered and his rudeness shocked her. Did she do anything wrong? Maybe she took it in the opposite way. Maybe it was her imagination playing tricks on her.

"Of course." She replied, avoiding the usage of his name. She reassembled all the papers lying all over the desk in silence.

He watched her. The determination in her eyes, the way she frowned whenever she did something important, like Kagome, just like Kagome. Since she came, his nights became sleepless, his encounters with Karla boring, empty and physical. His hand went to the necklace surrounding his neck. Was his heart still alive? Kagome suddenly looked at him and they found it impossible to tear their eyes from each other. That tension, that tension in the air, almost unbearable, almost choking.

They both broke their gazes away when Sesshumaru entered the office, every thought dissipating with his arrival.

"So, you finally agreed on something dear brother. That calls for a celebration."

"Of course." Inuyasha said, getting up. "Did you reserve for all of us in the restaurant?"

The older brother shook his head, his eyes glowing with something that Inuyasha found dangerous.

"Oh no, not the boring restaurant again. We're going to a night club."

Inuyasha's jaw clenched tightly but his older brother shook his head and Kagome found out that both brothers were alike.

"Before you snap at me, I will tell you that this is not my idea."

"I don't care!" he growled angrily at his brother. "I don't feel like going to a night club.

"Not any night club." Sesshumaru continued, his face suddenly serious. "Our father chose it specifically."

Inuyasha's face suddenly changed to a deeper shade of anger.

"Why didn't you tell me that he was here?" he asked darkly.

"He's not here yet but he will arrive later in the evening and will join us there. In fact, he was the one who suggested the place."

Inuyasha paced a little before looking back at Sesshumaru.

"Fine!" he almost yelled. "Where does he want us to meet?"

"In the demon's club." The older brother answered, his voice dropping to what seemed to Mercedes as a weak whisper.

Silence filled the huge office for what seemed like hours. She did not dare to move, seeing how tensed her boss was. Why? It was just a night club. Why was he acting like that?

"No." the younger man finally broke the silence.

"Inuyasha, come with me, now!" Sesshumaru ordered. Kagome was surprised when the man did not object and followed his brother out of the office. She waited until they were out of sight before she settled again. Suddenly, her eyes fell on Inuyasha's USB. He had forgotten it next to his laptop. She bit her bottom lip. She knew that he had all his future deals written and saved on it. She gulped. This was the perfect occasion for her; she wouldn't have such luck every day.

Quickly, she got up from her seat and sat in front of the laptop. She pulled her USB from her purse and plugged it into the computer and did the same for the other one. Scared, she looked at the door. No one was in view so she transferred all the data from one device to the other. Satisfied, she removed both devices and placed hers in her jeans before posing the other back to his place. She was about to get off when she heard Inuyasha's voice coming from the door.

"What were you doing?" she lifted her eyes and looked at his angry face. Her heart almost stopped. He had caught her.

Karla was sitting in a restaurant with Rin. Both women were having lunch together. Rin suddenly smiled and looked at the model, who was still eating the salad she ordered.

"I guess you will be only having this salad."

Karla laughed, playing with her fork.

"Yes, if I want to keep my job. I will not lie to you and tell you that I am not still hungry but with time you just get used to it."

"Oh." Rin said before smiling. "Girl, you're starving aren't you?"

"Yes I am!" Karla whined. "I mean, this is not real food."

They both laughed before Rin looked at her seriously.

"Karla, I need to ask you something, okay?"

"Sure."

"How is your relationship with Inuyasha?"

The young model sighed heavily, her lips curving into a frown.

"I don't know." She replied slowly. "I mean, our relationship was doing okay until he began acting weird."

Rin looked at her with sympathy.

"Do you mind if I ask Karla?"

"No!" the model yelled. "Please, I need to tell someone."

Rin nodded before Karla continued.

"When I returned from my travel, we met at the night club and he was very gentle with me. And our night together was perfect. He seemed so calm; I even thought that he was another person. And the next morning, he took me to the company and he even joked about being jealous."

Her eyes suddenly lit up.

"And you know that Inuyasha doesn't joke around. And I felt that I was the luckiest woman alive. But it all changed a few days ago."

"Changed?" Rin asked, her eyebrows furrowed.

"Yes, he's always distant, and he's cold. I try to heat things up but lately, he's just ignoring me. Even when we're together, intimately, I feel that he is somewhere else."

"And it began recently right?" Rin questioned, getting a single nod from Karla.

'I am sure that this Mercedes has something to do with his mood change. They are spending too much time together, more than it is necessary'

However, she didn't voice her thoughts. Mercedes' files were with her now and she knew that sooner or later, she would find out something bad about her, something that will confirm her suspicions.

Sesshumaru was talking on his cell phone.

"Yes, I am telling you father, he accepted."

His father's rougher voice resonated in his ear.

"Are you sure that he will come? It is very important son. I consulted a therapist about him since he refuses to go to one and he told me that Inuyasha will only get over his emotional shock by going to all the places he fears the most. And I guess he dislikes the demon's club."

"Yes father." Sesshumaru confirmed sternly. "He will come. I told him that if he doesn't come he will not be the man he claims to be. I think that he is recovering somehow. I mean, one year ago, I would not have even dared to bring the subject up."

"I don't know about that. Your brother is smart. He could be playing with us; he probably doubts that I intend to take him to a therapist, that's why he acts so coolly about it. Tonight, he will go to that club, he will have fun and he will dance. Just make sure about that in case I get delayed."

"Of course father."

Inutaisho took a deep tired breath before continuing.

"And how are things going with his girlfriend? That model?"

Sesshumaru frowned a little.

"I have noticed that during the five past days he has been relatively calm. He is also smiling."

"What?" Inutaisho asked, his voice trembling a little. "Did he smile or did he smirk?

"He smiled and it was not a bad smile. It was a good one, an almost happy one. We were in this meeting and he just smiled. See? He's improving! He's even talking more. Do you think that it is because of Karla?"

"Son, only a woman can erase the ache of love. Is there another woman in his life?"

"No."

"Then it is because of her. Don't you forget to invite her tonight! I want my little son to have fun, do you hear me? Now, how are things going with Naraku?"

Sesshumaru leaned furthermore in his chair.

"Naraku is surprisingly calm. He's not bothering us anymore. It's just as if he stopped existing all of a sudden. Do you think that he finally gave up?"

Inutaisho stayed silent for a few minutes before responding.

"Stay on your guard son. His silence is far more dangerous than you may think. He's preparing something huge, extremely huge."

Chris entered Naraku's large office. The older business man glanced at him before posing his drink on the desk. Chris took his usual seat and looked at Naraku seriously.

"I heard that they are going to celebrate in the Demon's club. Mercedes will go with them."

Naraku stared at him for a few seconds before answering.

"And why would that be important to mention?"

Chris smirked and leaned on the desk.

"You seem to forget easily. Before Mercedes lost her memory, she was in the demon's club, with Inuyasha."

Naraku's eyes widened.

"Is that so? That's very interesting." His voice dropped to a more venomous tone. "I see that my Mercedes is not making good progress with the young Taisho. They need a little push forward. I want him to be under her knees in no time. I need my revenge!"

Chris' smile faded.

"They are doing us a favor Naraku, without them knowing, they gave us Inuyasha on a plate of silver. In this place, he becomes weak. We must strike him then and there. We must try to replay the scene over again. We must make him remember Kagome and that will draw him so close to Mercedes, desperate, lonely and in love."

Naraku smiled a little.

"You're right. She's not doing the job as she should. Taisho will think he is crazy before this night ends and he will fall under her knees. Do what you find necessary."

Chris smiled.

"I will need you to use your connections Naraku. We will need the presence of someone very special to Inuyasha."

"Who?"

"Did you ever hear of the famous prince of the music?"

Naraku shrugged, taking a zip of his drink.

"Of course, his manager owes me a favor. He's ready to do anything for me. Why, what do you have in mind?"

Chris laughed loudly.

"Naraku, this night will be so much fun."