Weeeee~ Another update! {Thank you, Eclipse for correcting me. Geezus, how did I get "onee" and "onii messed up? I usually identify them as "姉" or "兄" in kanji... sigh. Time to brush up on romanji... Sorry to everyone who read it the first time and were utterly perplexed xD Such an elementary mistake too...}

"Sesshomaru Onii-chan!" the little girl ran towards the older demon boy with wide-open arms. Her little yellow backpack bounced against her back as she ran. She was gasping heavily for air and the small droplets of sweat trickled down her forehead but she still had a wide and silly grin across her childish face. She was so happy to see him. She always was. "Onii-chan!"

He was like an older brother to her. She idolized him. She had always thought of him as invincible. He had always been there for her, to care for her, to protect her. She loved him. So much. So much.

"I want a piggyback ride," she hugged him tightly and snuggled into his chest. He smelled so nice. She tugged on the sleeves of his short-sleeved white t-shirt with her tiny hands and grinned while looking up to him. She had grown up with him and their families were quite close as next-door neighbors. He had picked her up every single day after school and she would always be waiting there for him by the front gate. "Now, Sesshomaru Onii-chan!"

"How has your day been, Rin-chan?" the handsome little boy crouched down to her level and patted her gently on the head. Rin was so adorable with her two little pigtail braids. She tugged on the hem of her orange sundress and cracked another smile. The little smug smirk across her innocent face made him chuckle. He adored her like his own baby sister. She ran behind him and hopped onto his back. He made sure she had her arms securely around his neck so she wouldn't fall off, "Hold on tight, alright?"

He leaped up and began walking effortlessly along the sidewalk out of the primary school's gates. Rin wasn't very heavy. In fact, she was almost light as feather to him. The blazing hot summer sun was melting everything away. It was a dry summer. The heat formed mirages of puddles on the sidewalk. He decided to take the long way home because the luscious leaves of the silk trees shielded them from the sun's rays and there was a nice breeze blowing from the north. The loud shrill droning noise of the cicada filled the park. It was just a typical Friday afternoon in a nice summery month. School would be over in two weeks. He watched the other crowds of students walking by them in the park. They too were probably seeking refuge from the sun's blazing heat. Sesshomaru enjoyed the nice silence for a while.

Should he tell her? That thought had been haunting him for weeks now. He had been meaning to tell her a long time ago but he didn't know how to begin. It would break her little heart. Sesshomaru gulped and kept his glance straight ahead. He decided that the best strategy at the moment was to remain silent.

'No, don't get all quiet now, tell her!' the voice in his head shouted at him. 'You can't hide it from her for ever. She'll know eventually when your parents tell hers tonight. You don't want her to be the last one to know.'

"Rin," he said her name, causing her to lean forth to him a little.

"Hai, Onii-chan?"

"No matter what happens, we'll always find our ways back to each other, right?" Sesshomaru began hesitantly. There was reservation in the young boy's voice.

Rin smiled and pressed her tiny chin on his shoulder, "Always. Even if we're apart, we'll be thinking of each other. "

"I need to tell you something..." Sesshomaru reached up to her arms around his neck with one hand. "I'm moving away in a few weeks. My father has taken the new investment contract. The family is moving with him."

He could hear the smile disappearing from her face as she whispered with hurt in her high-pitched shriek, "What? I don't want you to move away, Sesshomaru Onii-chan! I want you to stay with me!"

This was exactly what he had feared. Rin was suddenly in tears. He could feel her tears drenching his shirt on his left shoulder. He gripped the back of her knees firmer and kept on walking home. There was nothing he could do.

He lifted the can of lemon tea and brought it to his lips. The sweet and sour bitter liquid brought back so many memories to him. His most lucid memory of her was the way her face would light up when he brought her the warm lemonade tea. The tea used to always taste sweet to him but now he could taste the sourness and bitterness with his tongue. He never knew the pain would be so acute. Less than ninety-six hours ago he had served her with divorce papers but now he was missing her like crazy. They were once childhood companions. His fourteen year-old-self decades ago didn't imagine that their innocent sibling like love would blossom into romance.

He found himself thinking about the moment she walked into his office eight years ago. Lately it was almost like a broken VHS tape; it was stuck in his head. It wasn't yielding.

"Takahashi-san?" the young woman knocked on his door. Her voice was mellifluous with a tint of confidence.

"Come in," Sesshomaru was looking at the financial reports for the last quarter; his eyes had not left the page for hours. Dammit. The finance department had adjusted the budged material costs with a little bit too much optimism. Now there was a 1.1 million dollar difference in unfavorable variance. Did anyone around here have a brain? Where the hell was his CFO? He needed to knock some senses into that blockhead; he cursed Heiji mentally.

'Useless moron. Stupid Heiji. Great... great. There's a direct labour unfavorable variance too. Dammit.'

She graced him with her presence and gently placed the white folder on his desk with both of her hands. She studied the handsome man for a while; he looked very familiar to her for some unknown reasons. But today was Rin's first day; this was her first time meeting their CEO. She couldn't have met him before. Strange...

"Thanks, you can go now," he took a quick glance at her to thank her. He knew that today was the first day of their chief accountant at work. 'Maybe she'll be able to get things right.' He wanted to go and greet her but he was just too busy. But at the sight of her face, that quick glance became a long gawk. Was that her? Her? It was. It was really, really her. He opened his mouth and dropped the fountain pen to the floor. He didn't move or lean down to pick the pen up; he just kept his gaze on her. Her features were different but her eyes were still the same. He could tell they were hers because they were one of a kind.

"R... in... Rin..."

"Sess... homaru Onii-chan?"

She had grown into a woman. She wasn't the little child who used to nag him to give her piggyback rides. She had grown into a beautiful woman. That was an understatement. She was now gorgeously drop-dead, devastatingly breathtaking. She looked different than when she was 6 years old... but she was still the same Rin.

He looked at her lovingly and the corner of his mouth perked up into a grin.

He was now older and more handsome... Was this the same boy next door who used to bring her lemon tea every day after picking her up from school? Was he still the same boy she used to sneak rice balls to whenever his father punished him to kneel outside without dinner after he picked up fights to protect her? Was he still her Sesshomaru Onii-chan?

She dashed around his desk to give him a tight squeeze around the neck with her hug, "Sesshomaru Onii-chan!"

She had seen the CEO's name before but never had she imagined that it was her Onii-chan. She thought it was just another person with the same name as his. They had lost contact with each other for over a decade. Growing up, it was the ages without social media or online search engines. It was probably hard to imagine that now in the present but back then even phonebooks were rare and they didn't have them in the small district they lived in.

He was caught off guard by her embrace. It was just so natural... the hug from her. He found her hand with his. Somehow fate had assembled them back together.

"Hey, how's dinner tonight? To catch up with my little sister?" he flashed her a big grin. It would just be like old times again.

"You know it!" she giggled childishly. Even after all those years apart she was still comfortable in his presence. It was almost like they never left each other.

When did he start falling for her? He had always thought of her as his little sister when they were growing up. He used to be so protective of her out of affirmative obligations. Sesshomaru let out a long sigh once more and rubbed his temple. He felt physically strained from his lack of sleep. For some reason, he had lost all of these past memories he had with Rin. They were almost forgotten, abandoned, lost.

Now they were whamming him; penetrating his thoughts all the time. He couldn't stop them.

"I thought of you all the time, Onii-chan!" Rin took a sip of the cool beverage through the bendy straw and smiled at him once more. "You moved again and I couldn't find your number in the database anymore. I'm so glad to see you again. You're my boss now! I can't believe this! Can you?"

"We moved out of the country for a while. I miss you too."

He studied her intently. Her eyes were sparkling as she spoke. He was very amused by her expressions. His little Rin was now all grown up; he grinned at her once more and took a bite of his cheesecake dessert. They had been catching up for the entire night at the restaurant since after work. Rin put down her fork and ran her long fingers through her long brown cascading locks. She licked the corner of her mouth to clear her face of the cake crumbs and leaned forward to stare at Sesshomaru, waiting for him to say something.

Sesshomaru froze.

'Rin...'

"How's InuYasha? When you guys moved away he was just a little toddler! He must be what? Twenty... twenty something now?" Rin was excited to hear all about the changes in the Takahashi family; she looked down at her cake and separated another piece of it with her fork.

He didn't know what had just happened. He wasn't listening to her anymore. He gulped down the cake his mouth and took another bite of the cake but his eyes never left her. That simple gesture of hers... was so... so... damned attractive. He surveyed her once more; this time he allowed for his eyes to travel down her neck. Lower... lower... lower... He clenched his hands into a fist. He felt his hands growing clammy. He was very uncomfortable in his trousers.

For unknown reasons that he couldn't fathom; at that split second when he had looked at Rin differently... He thought of her as a blossoming young woman. After that moment, he couldn't think of her as his "my baby sister like friend..." anymore. He let his hormones take over.

She put down her fork and grabbed his hands innocently and played with his fingers the way she had when she was six years old. She used to be so amused by his claws. She used to grab them and make sound effects while waving his hand back and forth. Don't ask why. She was a strange child.

"Roarrrrrr," she took his right hand into hers and touched his sharp nails and made a funny sound. After a few more tries she finally gave up. "Haha, sorry Onii-chan. This used to be more amusing back when we were younger."

She wanted to put his hand down but he seized hers with his instead. He didn't know what overcame him at that moment that gave him the audacity to do so.

"Sesshomaru Onii-chan..." Rin whispered and gasped at Sesshomaru's abrupt bold gesture. Her cheeks flushed a light crimson.

"Can I get the bill please?" he waved at the waitress and motioned her to give him the bill for his meal. He looked at his Seiko. Half past 5 in the morning. Thank goodness it was Sunday morning. He needed to catch up on some sleep. His biorhythm had been completely destroyed. He was supposed to be seeing Sara this afternoon.

Seeing Sara...

Suddenly, he unconsciously and unintentionally shivered. When did Sara become so unattractive in his mind? He was more than glad to have her the other day in his office before Rin's accident. What changed? He clenched to his forehead. He was going insane. He didn't even know how or what to think anymore. It was almost like he couldn't control his own mind. Sometimes he was rational and sometimes he wasn't. He knew he should love his wife but he couldn't figure out why he lusted for Sara Asano.

"Why? What's wrong with me?"

-vvvvv-

"I see that you're awake now, Rin," Doctora Arata walked into the room with a clipboard while making his rounds. He was delight to see Rin up and slightly more alert than before. "I would like to talk to you about your treatment, for your CML."

"I don't want to be treated; the baby can't survive chemotherapy and I'm not getting an abortion," Rin shifted defenselessly and hugged herself closer. She was becoming very chary and antagonistic as Doctor Arata approached her. There was no way she would give up her child.

"I know we've said there are no other alternatives before," Doctor Arata pulled out a chair to sit next to Rin's patient bed. "But there is a clinical trial with leukapheresis. It's a treatment without chemotherapy, α-interferon or imatinib. We separate your white blood cells and return the remainder of the blood back into your body. It's not going to cure you but it'll keep your CML from worsening until your delivery."

Rin gave her attention to Doctor Arata but the furrow from her brows hadn't disappeared. She had declined treatment before and she wasn't very open to other options.

"Rin, you will die in half a year if you don't receive treatment right away," the elderly doctor leaned closer to Rin and looked at her sternly. "There is a high risk of placental insufficiency with consequent below-normal fetal birth weight and increased fetal prematurity if you don't accept the treatment."

"What's the risk with leukapheresis?" Rin finally opened her mouth and her voice cracked as she spoke. "I want to know."

"There are no negative side effects, the worst thing that could happen is everything I've mentioned before," the doctor gave Rin a firm answer. "The treatment has no effect and it'll be the same as if you were left untreated. There was a patient eight years ago; she had CML. She underwent the treatment and had a healthy baby boy. She went into chemotherapy after delivery. She's 36 now and alive."

There was nothing else Rin needed to know. She had to live. Live. Live. Live. She had to live a long and fulfilling life. She needed to be in her child's life. Sesshomaru wasn't worthy of being her child's father. She couldn't let her child be motherless. CML was treatable and it was the only type of cancer where its victims could live a normal lifespan under intensive treatment. She looked at the doctor into the eyes, "I'll do it."

-vvvvv-

Meanwhile...

Sesshomaru sat in the restaurant in a secluded corner. He was playing with the hem of the tablecloth as he waited for Sara's arrival. He needed to tell her. He needed to tell her that he was sorry and that he couldn't divorce his wife anymore. He needed to tell her that he had realized that he could live with Sara but couldn't live without Rin. He didn't know how Sara would take this though.

"Sweetie! Hey!" it was Sara. Sesshomaru glanced up and forced a smile onto his face.

Sara smirked; Sesshomaru was so dashing and yummy in that crisp lavender colored dress shirt. She pulled out the seat across from him and smoothed out her skirt before sitting down.

"I was just at this bridal salon with my girls, you should really see this beautiful ball gow-" Sara was telling Sesshomaru all about her plans for their wedding until Sesshomaru interrupted her.

"Sara, we need to talk..."

-vvvvv-

Two Weeks Later...

"Takahashi-san, you're ready to go," the young nurse smiled sweetly at the recovered Rin. Rin's bruises were fading away and the cuts on her body were slowly healing. "You have an appointment back in a week."

"Hokkaido," Rin corrected the nurse. She cringed at being called by his last name. She had made arrangements with her divorce lawyer and Sesshomaru was going to be served with divorce papers later today. Actually, 2 pm to be exact.

The nurse frowned apologetically. She seemed to have struck a wrong chord with the patient, "I am so sorry, Hokkaido-san."

"It's okay," Rin realized her tone was overly harsh and tried to correct her previous attitude. She didn't mean it like that. She didn't mean to make a scene or start a conflict. She simply wanted to be addressed by her maiden name from now on in order to sever her ties with Sesshomaru, her soon to be ex-husband. She smiled at the nurse, "Thank you."

Rin Hokkaido slowly made her way into the elevator and sighed while she put down her small tote bag. She smiled and tugged on the cardigan sweater she was wearing to take a better look at the floral patterns. She was so thankful of her sister-in-law... soon to be ex-sister-in-law but still best friend, Kagome Takahashi. She didn't know whom to call until Kagome showed up with necessaries for Rin. Rin wasn't going to keep her ex-husband's last name; she was throwing away everything he had bought her; she tucked away her wedding band and that Mazarin cut diamond ring. She was rejecting all of her memories together with Sesshomaru and taking everything about him out of her life but... she was going to keep Kagome and Heiji in her life.

"A woman often thinks she regrets the lover, when she only regrets the love," she whispered the famous French author's words to herself. She let out a weak laugh. It was true. All true. So true. It wasn't Sesshomaru she regretted; it was their love. Six years, three months, and two weeks later... she was walking away with nothing but a broken heart, bruises, scars, and... she stopped. Maybe she didn't regret it after all. She ran her hands along her baby bump. She felt the little miracle inside of her and smiled. Her little miracle baby was a blessing. She was finally in her second trimester. This had never happened before.

She clutched to the towel rack in the bathroom and crouched down in pain as she stepped into the glass shower. Rin grabbed onto the towel around her arms tightly with her free hand. She clenched her teeth and locked her jaws together. She knew what was happening to her, again. She knew this feeling too well. She whimpered silently. She could also be wrong... she silently hoped.

"No... please... d...o...n't... N...o...No..." she prayed and prayed. She was about to have her heart broken and dreams crushed once again. This would be the third time. She couldn't take this again. After her second time; she was permanently emotionally damaged.

Maybe if she endured the pain it should subside and everything would be fine again. Then... it became too much. The pain was overbearing. She could feel it shooting up her spine. The pain was unnatural. Her knees buckled and she leaned closer to her legs and her hand that was holding onto the towel rack fell onto the marble floor tiles. She suddenly saw the puddle of blood forming at her feet. Blood.

"No... no... No!" she tried to stand up and bring herself outside. She needed to go to the hospital. Maybe if she got there fast enough, the doctors could save her. Rin stood up too quickly; the bathroom walls sprung around her. She felt dizzy and crashed into the counter, bringing down the crystal vase with her.

"Rin! Rin! What's happening?" Sesshomaru dashed into the bathroom with demon speed upon hearing the shattering glass. He felt the air getting knocked out of his lungs at the sight of Rin on the floor. She was biting on a towel and blood trickled down her legs. She was sitting in a pool of blood and the blood didn't come from a wound from the broken glass. His heart sank. It happened again. He was disappointed and lamented for her miscarriage. However, he worried about Rin's mental state of mind more than his lost child. After her two previous miscarriages she was dysfunctional for months. Rin was finally approaching the end of her final trimester with this pregnancy but now this had happened.

Rin was trembling in tears; she propped herself up in a corner by the glass door of the shower and hugged herself. Her body was still arching in pain, spine-chilling pain.

Sesshomaru hurried to his wife and grabbed her into his arms. Both of them knew it was too late to save the baby. He clutched her body closer to him and pulled her head to rest on his shoulder. He could feel her body pulsating against his. Rin was broken inside.

"Why? Why? I'm sorry... sorry... I'm sorry... sorry... sorry... I'm sorry..." she whispered over and over again digging her nails into his back. He could feel her shaking her head vigorously while shivering. "I'm sorry... sorry..."

He bit down on his lips. She was blaming herself this time. This wasn't good. It killed him to see her so fragile. So broken. He was going to comfort her. What could he say? He could tell her that everything was okay. He could tell her that they could try again. But he also knew that nothing but time could heal her. He wasn't mad at her at all; why was she apologizing to him?

It happened again. She lost their child. Sesshomaru must have hated her. She wouldn't blame him. She hated herself too. What kind of woman couldn't bear a child? Couldn't carry the child to full term? She was useless. She couldn't provide him with a child. She was angry. Angry with herself. Angry with the situation at hand. Angry at how useless she was. The fact that he was so understanding and sympathetic the last two times only made her feel guiltier. It killed her. She was choking on her own tears. She tried to breathe in his scent to calm her. It usually soothed her but it wasn't working this time. Not this time. They said that the third time was the charm. What charm? If the "charm" was referring to her getting fully consumed her fears. Yes, this third time had hit the spot.

"Here... let's get you dressed and to the hospital," he kissed her on the forehead and picked her up gingerly from the frigid and wet tiled floor.

Even after a car accident the child was still developing, healthy, and well. Even with her illness, she would be treated with leukapheresis until her delivery at 36 full weeks of gestation. She was going to fight her cancer and keep her baby. She could do it - all without him too.

Ding.

Rin picked up her light tote and made her way into the reception of the hospital.

"Mrs. Takahashi! Takahashi-san! Can you tell us? Is it true that your husband has already signed the divorce papers?" Rin made her way into the reception atrium only to be swarmed by reporters and the paparazzi. She felt the cameras flashing in her face.

"Did you know that Sara Asano and your husband will be getting married in Kyoto at the end of this month?"

"How do you feel about their lightning engagement?"

"Did he plan this car accident to kill you?"

"Were you aware of Sesshomaru has had a lovechild with Sara Asano for over seven years? You've only been married to him for six!"

"How do you feel about getting kicked out of your own home by your husband's mistress?"

"Is it true that you've already gotten the abortion? Is that why you're at the hospital today?"

"Can you tell us more about how you tried to set Sara's apartment on fire? Is committing arson really going to end the affair? What was on your mind at the time?"

More flashes. More clicks.

Click... Click... Click. Click. Click.

Rin stepped back and clenched her tote bag in her hands. What were they doing to her? They were like hungry dogs prancing onto her; feeding off of her misery. They were making ridiculous accusations and assumptions. Lovechild? She may have been oblivious to Sesshomaru's affair at first but she was more than certain that he didn't know her for that long. Sara Asano didn't kick her out of her own home. Abortion? What the in the bloody hell of hell were they talking about? Arson? What the freaking hell was going on? They were taking pictures, crowding around her, yelling, screaming, and asking absurd questions. All those ridiculous questions and assumptions. Who did they think they were?

Most importantly... how the hell did they know where she was? Why the hell did they want to know about her personal life? She had just become someone you couldn't even find in the phonebook to the center of paparazzi and gossip columnists. Rin took a few steps back. Why wasn't the hospital doing something about this?

'Someone... help me!... Help!'

They shifted with each of her shifts, each of her steps. Their eyes were hungry. They all had nothing but malicious intentions. They were out to get her. She was suddenly their new doll. Sara... Sara Asano did this. 'Damn you, Sara Asano. Damn you.'

"Mrs. Takahashi? Can you tell us more about the terms of your divorce? Did you sign a prenup?"

"Is it true that Sesshomaru Takahashi is giving you 24% of the share to Takahashi Pharmaceuticals and all of his liquid assets? Can you confirm this?"

Click. cliiiiccckkkkkk. CLICK.

'Is all of this legal? Can they do this to me?'

Rin was going to explode. She felt the tension growing within her. Scums. Vultures. Bloodsuckers. Racketeers. Hyenas. All of them. Damn all of them to hell. Damn them. She couldn't take this anymore; she needed air, space, and privacy. Why were they after her? Did they get some type of sick enjoyment from torturing her?

She swung her tote bag around her, aiming at the cameras around her. She made a small pathway for herself and fled as fast as her legs were able to carry her.

-vvvvv-

Meanwhile...

"Alright, everyone... that's it for today," the conductor chucked his baton against the music stand. The concert season was beginning in four months. The Nippon National Philharmonic conductor was anxious to get the score down but he had no luck. For some unknown reasons, the woodwinds section today was especially... difficult today. The director didn't want to do this but he just had to single her out, "Asano, will you please not miss the second entrance at the next rehearsal, please? As soon as you get it right we can sleep easily at night. I don't know why you're making such rookie mistakes."

Sara was startled; her eyes shot open and she snapped out of her deep thought when she heard her name. She looked around her; the orchestra was staring at her. The principal flutist, Kagura Imato was not happy. Kagome Takahashi shot Sara Asano a dirty despicable look.

Kagome Takahashi, the principal second violinist, loathed her. Kagome had never liked Sara. They were both graduates of the Kunitachi College of Music, Class of 2007, unfortunately. Sara had earned herself a terrible reputation during college. Now that she became a flutist at the Nippon National Philharmonic, she was able to somehow transform herself into a public figure; despite hounded by scandals and gossips; she was still a household name. Rumors of her and Sesshomaru's affair had broken out months ago; Kagome still couldn't believe it until she had visited Rin at the hospital last week. Now she despised Sara Asano even more. Further, when she had seen Sesshomaru last weekend at her in-laws, Kagome made sure she gave Sesshomaru the cold shoulder.

Kagome unscrewed her bow to loosen its tension and tucked her violin under her arms while she gathered her scores. It was still early in the afternoon; she could use a break and go visit Rin. Rin was coming out of the hospital today. The poor girl was going to move back to her old apartment, the place she lived in before she married Sesshomaru. Kagome had been using it as a practice studio for the past five years and now Rin was moving back in there again. Perhaps it was for the better.

Kagome smiled at the concertmaster, Myoga, nodded politely as he left and turned to face her best friend, Sango Miyake the principal violist behind her.

"So Rin's moving to the studio today, you wanna come with?" Kagome casually asked Sango while she placed her instrument back into its hard case.

"Yes! Like you had to ask me. I'm definitely going over. I still can't believe she's really divorcing Sesshomaru. Heck, I still can't believe Sesshomaru cheated on Rin with Sa-" Sango stopped in her tracks and dropped her voice into a whisper, "Speaking of the devil herself, why in the world is she walking over here?"

Kagome narrowed her eyes and turned around to see Sara walking towards her. Kagome turned once more towards Sango and rolled her eyes, "I swear if she comes over here..."

"Higurashi," Sara called Kagome with her whiny little demanding voice.

'For the sake of kami... God I hate that woman. Dammit,' Kagome cussed in her head. What the hell did she want from her? Kagome took a deep breath to compose herself. 'Keep calm, Kagome... calm... calm... think meadows... puppies... happy thoughts...'

"It's Takahashi to you, Asano," Kagome didn't even try to be polite with her. Sara didn't deserve her respect. Not after she had hit on the cute oboist Kagome dated back in third year and especially not after she seduced her brother-in-law.

"Oh, I guess I should start to get used to the name Takahashi since it'll become mine too," Sara laughed. Apparently something was just so funny... Kagome shivered at Sara's words, 'Her last name too... Since when did she get back together with Sesshomaru?'

"Sara, do you want me to accept you as you are, or do you want me to like you?" Kagome asked impatiently and tapped her fingertips against the music stand. "If you need something from me, quit playing games and spill it. I have somewhere to be."

"It's Izayoi's birthday dinner tonight I'm wondering what to get her," Sara leaned closer to Kagome.

'Not seeing you there will be the greatest blessing to her. What the hell? Why the hell are you going to be there?' Kagome furrowed her brows. Was Sesshomaru stupid? Why the hell was he inviting his mistress to oka-san's birthday dinner? Rin was going to be there too... As if having those two there wasn't awkward enough being in the same room already. Did he really have to add Sara to the mix?

Sango was growing impatient too. She knew Kagome would be too polite to reject Sara so she decided to step it up on behalf of Kagome, "Did Sesshomaru seriously invite you? Didn't he break it off with you like two weeks ago?"

Sara leered at Sango and Kagome; there was satisfaction in her voice, "Well then, let me tell you ladies that the make-up sex was amazing!"

Kagome dropped the stack of sheet music and scattered paper flew everywhere. Sango choked on her own saliva. Neither woman had respect for the moron anymore. Sesshomaru lacked a brain, principles, and morals. What the hell was going on around here?

"I thought you girls knew. Well now you do, see you tonight!" with that Asano headed for the exit of the rehearsal hall.

"What the hell?" Sango stared at her friend wide eyed.

"I hate them both."

What the hell is wrong with Sesshomaru? I thought He broke it off with Sara... Hm... I'm not happy with this.

Reader: "Why the hell are you so surprised, Helena? You're the freaking writer!"

Oh... that's right... Well, keep waiting up my lovely readers. There's more to come... soon... So much for the summer... I'm officially on vacation and I nerd-ed out at the public library all day yesterday.

Reader: "You were writing this fan-fiction at the library, Helena... geee..."