{Sesshomaru's POV}

I close the door of my silver Nisaan R35 GT-R and enter my home. Something is a tad off though. I dismiss it when my son comes running to me, colliding with my legs.

"Father, you home!" He's almost 1 year old, with the mind and body of a 2 year old. "Miss you."

"I missed you as well, pup." I ruffle his neat platinum hair, smiling slightly. "Where is your mother?"

"Mommy's up!" He points at the stairs.

"Amaimaru!" The elderly, out of breath voice of Amaimaru's nanny reaches my ears just as the old woman comes around the corner. "Ah, Sesshomaru-sama, ye be home. Amaimaru, ye have been told about running off."

He grins apologetically. "I sorry, Keade-baba." He apologizes to his nanny.

Kaede nods with a small smile, looking up at Sesshomaru. "Shall I get the mistress for you, Sesshomaru-sama?"

"I will see to her myself." I climb the stairs and head toward my room, stiffening when I see that the door is lock. What reason would Kagome have to lock the door.

'She with Naraku.'

'Do not be absurd. Kagome is no fool.'

'Why else lock door? And there sound and scent barrier around room. Gome with Naraku!'

'There has to be a far more logical explanation.'

'No! Bust in! Bust in now! Kill Naraku for touching mate!'

I feel my eyes bleed red as I am pushed back by my beast, who takes over my body. He runs at the door, sending it off it's hinges and falling to the ground. Our eyes widen at the sight before us.

Kagome is lying in the bed, a wine glass clutched in her hand, and an empty bottle on the floor.

'Gome no drink.'

'I know, beast.'

Kagome's eyes slowly open, and she grins a drunken grin. "Sesshy-poo."

Sighing once I regain my body, I stalk toward her, sitting on the bed beside her. "Kagome, you've been drinking."

"I know. It was disgusting the first two cups, but now, I can't even feel my tongue." She giggles, sticking her tongue out to look at it.

"Come." I rise, but Kagome does not follow. Lifting her in my arms, I carry her toward our bathroom. Setting her aside, I push up my sleeves and begin to run water. "Tell me, mate, what in the seven hells you were thinking."

"What's wrong? Are you upset because I didn't save you any?"

I shake my head lightly, turning off the water and beginning to undress her. "We must wake you from the alcohol induced state."

She moans out suddenly and arches her back, and I realize what position we are in, her chest pressed tightly to mine, my hands fiddling with her bra clasp. I back away and she whimpers. "No, Sessho. Touch me."

Sighing, I pick her up and carry her to our tub, setting her inside. "Can you even clean yourself?"

"I don't know. Lemme see." She lifts the body wash bottle to her face.

I catch her wrist before she can pour the soap in her eyes. "That is a no." Pouring the liquid onto a towel, I start to scrub her body, lingering in the places that make her moan the loudest against my better judgement. Each times she gives an appreciative moan, I feel myself harden. I want to take her.

'Just do it! Mate want it!'

'No.'

'You no can lie when body reacts.'

Ignoring my stiffness, I bite, 'Silence.'

'Take her.'

Growling, I close my eyes. I want her badly, but i can not bring myself to take her. Leaning forward, I find myself nuzzling her neck.

"Hm, my Sessho. I can scent your arousal. Take me."

My eyes open, and I snatch away from her, standing and retrieving a towel."Stand." Immediately, I regret my order as she stands. With water dripping down her nude body, she makes my mouth go dry. Licking my lips, I look aside, wrapping the towel around her and lifting her out.

"You're no fun, mate."

I carry her back to our room, dressing her in a gown before leading her downstairs to the kitchen. "Tsubaki," I call to the chef, "prepare a cup of cofee for Kagome-sama."

Kagome giggles.

"What?" I snap.

"Kagome-sama sounds so funny. I'm sorry. I'll be serious."

Tsubaki blinks a few times, placing the cup before Kagome.

"Kagome, drink." I command.

She sighs. "I don't drink coffee."

I narrow my eyes at her. "I recall you saying the same about liquor. Drink or I'll force it down your throat, Kagome."

"Mouth to mouth?" She grins hopefully.

"No."

"Hmph, fine." She lifts the cup to her mouth, dulping the liquid down. "Ew."

"Now," I sit in front of her, "are you sobering?"

Holding her head, she nods, "Yeah, a bit."

"Good." I recline in my chair. "Explain."

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{Kagome's POV}

I look up at Sesshomaru, biting my lip. "It was the only way to silence my beast. She hates liquor."

Sesshomaru cocks a brow. "So you had another argument with your beast? Over what, might I ask?"

I blush, turning away to hide it from Sesshomaru. "Nothing much, the usual."

I can feel his glare on me. "Hn. Nevertheless, drowning yourself in liquor would not help."

'Precisely.' My beasts comments cockily.

'Shut up, and go away.'

(Regular POV)

Sesshomaru watched Kagome cautiously. She was fighting with her beast again, and he could tell. Whenever she fought with her inner demon, her eyes flickered back and forth from blue to their normal color.

He reached over and touched her hand, catching her attention. "Miko, have you ever tried to ignore her?"

"No." Her eyes lowered to her hands and she grinned. He was touching her. Even such a simple brush of the hand was something!

Noticing the look in her eyes, Sesshomaru took his hand back. "Do not drink again." He stood to leave.

Kagome's hand snapped out to grab his. "Sesshomaru, i-is there something wrong with me? Is there a reason you won't touch me? Are you cheating?"

The taiyoukai's heart clenched, but he said nothing, simply brushed her off and left the room.

Kagome crumbled into her chair. 'See. I might as well see Naraku.'

'You no have number or address. You no see other demon.'

'Hm.' Kagome smiled a little, dashing upstairs.

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"Mommy's coming! Mommy's coming!" Amaimaru shouted, jumping off his father's lap to run to the door. But when Kagome rounded the corner, he skidded to a stop. "Mommy."

Sesshomaru looked up and felt his heart skip a beat. 'My miko?'

'Mate! Mate look nice!'

Kagome grinned mischievously. She wore a form fitting, strapless white dress, a gold belt just below her breasts. Her peep-toe heels were golden, making her legs seem to go on for miles. A golden chain necklace accented Kagome's long neck, and her hair was pinned up in a flirtacious, messy bun.

'Mate good enough eat!'

'But why does she look so nice?'

'Yeah.'

Sesshomaru gazed at his mate a few moments longer. "Where are you going?"

Kagome shrugged. "A party at Sango and Miroku's club. They invited me earlier. I didn't tell you?" She giggled, an after affect of all the wine she'd drunken.

"And this Sesshomaru was not invited." He stated boredly.

"Oh, you were, but I figured you wouldn't want to go. Besides, clubs aren't your scene."

Sesshomaru narrowed his eyes. "We met in a club."

Kagome huffed, blowing a stubborn strand of hair from her face. "Details. Details. I'll see you later. Don't wait up, Sesshomaru. Nighty night, Amai." Kissing her son's forehead, she darted out of the room.

'She no ask if we want go.'

'I know.'

'You think she see Naraku?'

'What are the odds?'

'I no know.'

"Father?" Amaimaru tugged at his father's pants.

"Yes?"

"Mommy look nice."

"She does."

Amaimaru shrugged. "She smell nice."

'Did she?' Sesshomaru sniffed the air, his eyes widening. Why hadn't he noticed earlier?

'Nose broken.'

'Silence.'

'It must be if you no know mate in heat.'

Sesshomaru growled. 'No male had better touch her.'

'We spy on 'Gome.'

Sesshomaru smirked. 'Yes, my beast. We will spy.'

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Kagome blushed, sipping her Tequila. She was getting so much attention, but not from the main person she wanted it from. Naraku was reclining against the opposite wall, ignoring her. And she wasn't having it.

Smirking, she swayed through the crowd, making her way to him. "Hi, Kuro-san."

"Hello, Taisho-san."

"Call me Kagome."

"Call me Naraku." He challenged, lifting his shot of Scotch to his mouth. "What brings you here, and without Sesshomaru?"

Kagome licked her lips. "Sesshomaru was too busy to come."

'Liar!'

'Shut up.'

Naraku arched a brow at the flashing in the young woman's eyes, then smirked. "Shame on Sesshomaru, leaving such a woman for work." His smirk widened as a fast paced song began to play. "Would you care to dance?"

Kagome chuckled. "Took you long enough." Taking his hand, she led him to the dance floor, rubbing her butt against his crotch. "So, tell me something about you, Na-ra-ku."

"There's nothing too important for me to tell you, Ka-goooo-me." He whispered back, burying his face in her neck. "My, don't you smell lovely."

"Do I?" Kagome smirked darkly, moaning softly as she pushed back into him.

Naraku bit his lower lip, nuzzling his nose to her cheek. "You do. What is that delectable scent?"

"My perfume is Koufuku."

"Not that." He whirled her around, pulling her fresh against him. "That is alluring as well. However, there is something more."

Kagome closed her eyes as Naraku pulled away slightly. "My body wash is jasmine."

"No."

{Kagome's POV}

I frown a little, annoyed. What is he smelling? Is it my shampoo? That's almost the same as the body wash. Hm. That's strange. He isn't as close to me as before.

"You're in heat." He growls sensually, then pulls away from me completely.

My eyes snap open, and I gasp, spotting my mate gripping Naraku by the neck. "S-Sesshomaru?"