HEWOOO! Sorry it took me so long but i finally got this up and i have too be quick! Anyways thank you all for reviewing! YAYYYYYY! Made me super happy! Um sorry if there are mistakes in this, i had to get it up pretty quick. And the end is drawing near! Im thinking i might do a like slice off of this with a alternate ending... But i dont know yettttttt Well anways read! Oh and go check out my other new fic, its only a one-shot... for now.

~Honey beeze

Disclaimer: yada yada yada, i dont own but you should know that by now.

Kagome stood in the kitchen, hovering over the oven, waiting for the cake to be done. She was surprising the pouting Ryuzaki, who was slightly upset that Kira started killing again, making Light innocent. Through out this week, he had been either pouting or watching Kagome. Which made her slightly uncomfortable but not more then trying to explain Sesshomaru. She left that as saying he was only a strong man who was like her brother. He wasn't too interested so he dropped it. Her maternal instincts kicked in, she wanted him happy, to happily munch on the cake he made especially for him.

A crush? On him? He's the complete opposite of Inuyasha. Inuyasha was always hiding behind a weapon, hiding his emotions yet so easy to erupt. Yet Ryuzaki. . . He's an open book. He's so calm, so different, so refreshing, so blunt. She felt something when she first met him and it hasn't left. It's the pleasant chills that ran down her spine when he watched her, the warmth that grew in her stomach when he told her he was sorry. When he's so focused on one thing, when he's deep in thought, eating his sweets, sipping his tea. The sweet conversations, the soft subtle touch he would give her.

Thirty minutes later, Kagome finished putting frosting on the cake, a sort of pride at seeing the creamy colored cake. She walked to the room she knew he was in. Where he was perched weirdly on his seat, eating what ever was in front of him.

"Ryuzaki, I have a surprise for you," she sung out as she came towards him. He watched her waltzed over to him, her soft hips swaying with each step. She was distracting. Why did he ever agree to allowing her to join them? She was distracting him and not allowing him to think clearly. Sugar wafted the air as she came closer, setting a cake in front of him with two plates and two forks.

"I thought I would join you, since you've been locked up in this room all day,"

"That's probably not a good idea, you'll distract me."

"What? I promise I'll be quiet. I just want to watch what you do,"

"You don't understand, your presence is a distraction," His brute words stung but she ignore it as anger started to build.

"How?" she huffed, her hands on her hips.

"By doing that. My infatuation for you wont go away and acting that way doesn't help." A blush overcame her.

"You like me?" she squeaked as he turned to her.

"Yes, quite a bit actually, and it doesn't help my focus when you are bothering me," She huffed again.

"Sorry, that I'm a bother." At that, she left the room, huffing about him being ungrateful with red cheeks. He had just calmly told her that he liked her. She turned around, making her way back to the door before ripping it open. Her cheeks were blazing as she spoke.

"I like you too, by the way," She stood her ground at the door as he stared at computers. He didn't answer though, so she walked forward.

"Hey did you hear me? I said I liked you."

"Yes, I heard you the first time,"

"Then why didn't you say anything?"

"What would I say?" She fiddled with the bottom of her shirt as she came closer to him.

"Well. You could have kissed me. Or something." He stared at her, his eyes wide and his head cocked to the side. He turned back to the screens.

"No, it would only lead to more distractions," Her lips pressed tightly together as she stomped closer to him, until she was merely a foot apart from him.

"No it wont. Wont it actually be better? Then you wouldn't have to really think about my infatuation because I would already be there," He didn't like her logic, but it was there. So he sighed as he stood as she crossed her arms.

"You don't have to know, you pretty much ruined the romance," He still shuffled towards her, his hands in his pockets.

"But I want to now," He mumbled as he stood close, his slouched form leaning close to hers. She smiled as she leaned up, meeting his cracked lips half way.

They all noticed. The difference between the two when ever they were in the room. It was really annoying. Little things to glances and blushes from Kagome, or his hand delicately touching hers, to big things like catching them once kissing in the kitchen. Ryuzaki seemed to avoid touching everyone and holding things as though they were apart of a murder crime scene. Yet with Kagome, his hands wandered to hers as she sat near him on the couch, to her back if she walked passed him, to her shoulders as she sat and he walked passed. Light was the first to noticed it. It drove him insane thoroughly. The stupid girl had chosen him? Chosen to bring down kira, bring down him? Does she even know what she is saying about this decision? How could she like him? Light was the smart, handsome one that everyone liked. Why didn't she? He was the one that walked into the kitchen that day to see that they were clearly more then friends. She was leaning close to L, bringing her hands to hold his cheeks as she brought herself up to kiss him. Her eyes half hidden with soft lips slightly opened. It unnerved him. He needed to get rid of Ryuzaki and quick. He was slowly nipping at his heels. If he couldn't have Kagome in his world, Ryuzaki couldn't.

His mind was slowly rotting away. Maybe it was all the killing of innocent people. Maybe it was one of the few people he loved had not felt the same. Maybe it was all the power he held. Either way, it was taking its toll on his mind. He watched as Kagome walked into the room. The cool gun ran a chill down his spine. She smiled as she saw him.

"Light, there you are."

"What is it Kagome?"

"We need to talk, about me being in this group." She had only joined this group a week ago, yet she was proving to be a problem. She was the one who told them of the death note, that traitor. She was apart of stopping the 3rd kira and helped them get a hold of the death note. She led him to her room, one of the few with out videos.

"Look, I don't plan to turn you in. I know you still have a good heart, you just want a good world. But this has to stop. You have no right to decide who gets to live and who doesn't." Lights eyes widen at her words before smiling innocently.

"Thanks Kagome. Ill think about it, I don't know though," She nodded and turned away. Ryuk was laughing at the anger that came off of Light.

"Shut up, Ryuk." He growled slamming the door behind him.

"What are you jealous of L now?" He didn't answer though, he walked out the hotel, letting anger control him.

Guuku watched the interaction, sighing at the incident. He rubbed the back of his neck before deciding he should tell the King. It wouldn't make him happy, but it seems plans were changing quite drastically and things were looking bleak for Kagome. He hated doing all the work.

"Kagome, I want to know who Inuyasha is." Ryuzaki stood behind her as she mixed the batter of cake. She turned towards him eyes brows risen. She turned away.

"No you don't,"

"I would rather ask you then go searching into your past, when you don't want me to," She sighed but as he slowly brought himself closer, his large eyes staring into her, she felt compelled.

"I loved him. He was in a way my boyfriend. You see, I was able to go into the past," She waited for his reaction, seeing none as he only sat down like a gargoyle, eating a piece of cake.

" I was there to stop a evil man and I met Inuyasha there. I fell in love with him, only to find out he loved me too. Well not me, but my incarnate. Her name was Kikyo and was killed. I gave them another chance by going to the other realm and getting her soul back. When I returned, I was able to defeat Naraku and was sent back to my time. You see, unlike you or Light, I am bound by a steel line of fate. And that fate lead me to leaving him to be happy with the women he loved the most." It was silent as Ryuzaki processed this.

"I disagree. No one is bound by fate.'

"You think it was all a coincidence that I met you and Light? That you happen to be the one looking Kira and I happen to know all of his powers?" Ryuzaki came close to Kagome, who had stop making the cake. He pressed her against the table, watching her soft sad eyes, filling with tears. He kissed her. Urgently pressing her against the table, clamping iron grips onto her arms, making her immobile. His lips opened to hers, slipping inside to deepen the kiss.

"Ryuzaki," she whispered in between kisses, allowing him to take her away from her pain.

"I disagree. What would be the purpose of my infatuation then? It holds no purpose to capturing Kira." She couldn't deny his words as he kissed her again. She let the thought float away as she pressed closer to him, if that was possible. She didn't want fate to control her, but she already knew why she was there and why she loved him.

"Do you trust me Ryuzaki?"

"No," he said rather bluntly as he pulled him self away from her, sitting on a seat. She sighed.

"Well I trust you. Maybe that's why I wasn't afraid of telling you my full name when we met. Either way, I want to tell you. That I think I love you." She was grasping the edge of her shirt. He watched her fidgeting, his face unreadable.

"Yes well, I may also." She laughed before kissing again.

"Then trust me," She walked away from him, leaving the room to see Sesshomaru. There was one last thing she needed to do before her fate ended.

The room was oddly pleasant and warm as Sesshomaru sat on a chair, a book in hand. The other hand held an amber colored drink. He didnt glance up as his maid dropped her into the room.

"Come to visit me, before you leave again?" She laughed.

"Am I that obvious?"

"Death lingers on you,"

"I need to see him one more time," Sesshomaru nodded, not needing an explanation. He walked to a cabinet that remained locked, pulling the key from his pocket. He pulled it out; the Tennsegai. She closed her eyes, waiting for death.