{Naraku's POV}

I smirk as I watch my love laugh uncontrollably. She does this every time she thinks back to the phonecall with Sesshomaru. To know that she gets such enjoyment from causing him grief simply warms my heart. People are staring at us, and I could care less.

She falls against me, her laughin calming to giggles, and her giggles calming to slight bursts of noise. "I...I...I...I'm sorry. I...I'm wasting all...our time laughing." Sighing, she smiles at me, "So, where we going?"

That puts a damper on my mood. "Well, dearest, at this moment, I have a meeting to attend." I place my hand on hers when she frowns. "I know, and I'm sorry. I must do this. However, this will be the only time we meet. The rest of our time here is going to be spent with the two of us."

"But what am I supposed to do without you?" She pouts, and my heart leaps. She's lost without me.

"You could visit that friend of yours. Or, perhaps, your halfbrother." I roll my eyes in annoyance. I don't particularly care for that pest. He intrudes far too much.

Kagome perks up though, so I'll let her go. "You're right. I can go see, Ba-" She freezes, staring at something over my shoulder. "Crap." Immediately, she ducks under the table.

I arch a brow. "Miko?" I stand, about to look under the table when a hand comes to my shoulder.

"Naraku?"

"Merle." I nod at him, covering my irritation at his presence.

"What are you doing here in France?" He asks suspiciously.

Resisting the urge to roll my eyes, I reply, "I have an important business meeting with Amie Inc. Kagome told me that you live here."

My little onna kicks me from under the table.

Bankotsu narrows his eyes further. "How often do you speak to my sister?"

"More often than you know." Again, another kick.

"Stay away from her."

"I'm sorry, but I can't do that. I was her...friend, long before you were known to be her brother."

Bankotsu steps toward me. Poor human, thinking he can intimidate me. "I mean it. She and Sesshomaru have a good thing going from what I see."

I sneer, "Pathetic human, you must be blind." Another kick, far rougher than any other before.

"Stay away from my little sister, you dirty bastard."

"Again, I simply can not do that. I mean, to feel her beneath me would b-" I'm cut off by yet another harsh kick.

"Don't you even think of touching my sister. I'll have you dead long before you can even cum."

"I'm shaking in my Stacy Adam's (shoe brand." I retort, earning yet another swift kick. My leg is starting to throb.

Bankotsu scowls, pushing past me. "I'll tell Kagome."

I smirk, calling after him. "Je suis s r qu'elle le sait!/I'm sure she knows!" She kicks a final time, and I fall into my chair, wincing. "Damnit."

"You idiot." She peeks out from under the table, a snarl on her lips as she sees Bankotsu round the corner. Standing, she punches me in the arm. "You bastard, why'd you do that?!"

"Which part?" I ask sarcastically.

That must not be the answer she wanted, because her foot crashes into my leg. "All of it! Mocking my brother and basically telling him about what we do."

I huff, staring her in the face. "Kagome..."

"Don't you, 'Kagome', me."

Sitting up straight, I stare into her face seriously. "What did I tell you the first night we got together?"

She arches a brow, sitting back in her own chair. "That you don't play games."

"Exactly. I do not play games. I don't lie..." at her skeptical expression, I add, "very often. If I am asked, I will tell."

Her eyes widen. "Y-you can't! That'll ruin everything."

I shrug. "Either you have me, and they eventually find out, or we are done now, and they eventually find out."

She stares down at her food. "I can't lose you."

Smiling, I place a hand over hers. "And you won't, love."

"Naraku..." She drawls my name, her free hand coming up to trace her name in Kanji on my hand, "kiss me."

I do not hesitate to press my mouth to hers. Holding her hand tightly, I nibble on her lower lip until she opens her mouth, allowing my tongue to delve in. Drawing back, I tell her, "Let's get tattoos."

She blinks. "When?"

"Tomorrow. I'll get your name somewhere on my body, and you get anything anywhere on your body.

"Anywhere?" Kagome smiles at me, her lips pursed and her lids lowered.

"Anywhere."

"Even," she pauses as she notices the couple that recently sat next to us listening. Coming to my ear, she whispers, "Even on my stomach traveling down to my-"

I shudder, "Don't." I cut her off. "I'll have to be in the room. I want no other man looking at you there."

She shrugs. "Okay, baby. Anyway, I'm going to Jak's! I'll meet you at the hotel tonight." Blowing me a kiss, she stands and runs off.

Staring after her, I cringe as the wind blows her hair away from her mating mark. I hate Sesshomaru so much it hurts. Every time I see her, it reminds me of him. "What am I doing?" I'm dating a married, no a MATED woman. But I can not bring myself to stop, nor will I. Kagome will be all mine someday.


{Normal POV}

Kikyo smiled seductively at Sesshomaru as she held her daughter's hand. "Hello, Sesshomaru." He'd forced her to reschedule for 3:00 PM.

Sesshomaru paid no mind to her, eyes snapping straight to the little girl. She was perhaps half an inch shorter than Amaimaru. Her short brown hair was pulled partially into a tiny ponytail, the rest hanging just below her ears. She stare up at him with curious hazel eyes. "Daddy?"

His eyes narrowed as he glared at the girl. How he wished his glare would make her evaporate into thin air, the little squirm. She looked human, but had no scent, so he couldn't tell what she was. He didn't sense any magic around her, so Kikyo wasn't casting a scent shield.

"Sesshomaru." Kikyo cooed again, attempting to gain his attentions.

"Follow." He refused to even look at her. Stalking down the halls, he hissed, "How old is she?"

"Um, almost as old as Amaimaru, nine months. I conceived the last time we made love."

Sesshomaru's jaw clenched. "We did not make love, wench. We rutted. We fucked. We did not make love. I do not love you."

She shrugged. "No big difference there."

"And if you thought that child was mine, why would you wait all of this time to say something."

"I've been trying to contact you for the longest, but you've ignored me. When I came to your office the other day, it was to persuade you to be with me. So could be a family, and I, your mate."

Sesshomaru actually chuckled at that. "Don't think yourself so high. You are lower that the many dead man I've buried. One woman is qualified to be my mate, and she is."

Kikyo glared at his back, praying that he'd feel the burn. "She won't be when she finds out that i had your child."

Pushing open a door at the end of the long corridor, Sesshomaru nodded his head at the doctor who waited for them.

"Milord," she bowed to Sesshomaru, casting Kikyo a fiery glance. She respected Kagome a great deal. Her anger toward her lord was strong, but she could not show that, so she settled for the wench. "Milord, would you take this and swab your mouth while I take your blood?" She handed him a cotton swab.

Sesshomaru rolled up his sleeve before rubbing the cotton around the inside of his mouth. He felt the needle slide through his skin and glanced down at her. He could sense her suppressed rage, but he knew she wouldn't do anything to jeopardize her position as his personal doctor. "Enai," He warned simply to be cautious.

She nodded. "Yes milord." Standing, she deposited the swab and blood filled cylinder into a plastic bag. "Okay little lady," She addressed the small child, "come over here."

Beaming, she scurried over, giggling as the woman lifted her onto the counter beside Sesshomaru, who was leaning against it. She smiled at Sesshomaru. "Name Rin."

"Hn." He stared at the blood that was steadily dripping from his arm. Enai new his dislike for bandaids because his skin healed quickly. This was what would keep Kagome from being devastated. This drop of blood would keep his son from feeling the burden of a half sibling like he and Kagome did. This drop would hold his life together...or it could shatter it into a thousand unrepairable peices.

Enai stuck the needle gently into the girl's skin, but she still cried out. "Due to new technology, it's rather hard to tell with demon blood whether two are related or not." Enai growled soothingly to Rin. 'So, I'll have to ship these to a lab on the outskirts of Tokyo where we have special blood scanners."

Kikyo nodded with a smirk. "And when will he have the results?"

"In two days." She snapped hatefully. She hoped this wasnt her lord's child. Then maybe she could gain her respect for him back. And Lady Kagome would be happy. 'Does she even know of the possibility?'

Sesshomaru pulled his vibrating phone out of his pocket. "Yes?...and?..." A slight smile came to his lips. "Don't lose her. I will meet you there soon."

Kikyo smiled. "Lost Kagome?"

"No. Gather your child and leave." With that, he left the small hospital. His destination? Paris, France!


{Kagome's POV}

There's someone following me. I know there is because I keep hearing little hurried footsteps. I don't feel an aura, which is strange, but eh. THe way the fool keeps tripping over his own feet, someone must be covering his aura for him because he doesn't seem strong enough.

But forget that! I'm standing right outside Jak's door. I knock a few times, but no one answers. And I, the uber sneaky, think it would be fun to climb through the window.

First, to make sure it's unlocked. I lift it up slowly, and sure enough, it lifts. Pushing it up all the way, I climb into the window and close it behind me.

Jak has done wonder's with the place. I mean, what was once totally drab is now...chic! The walls aren't dull grey anymore, but a vibrant yet rustic burnt orange, which, if you know Jakotsu, fits him perfectly!

There are statues, paintings, tapestries of men everywhere, whether they're nude, shaking hands, or just standing their. Yup, my Jakky's an artist, and he puts his work all over his house.

Enough of his house for now, though. I need to find Jak. Hurrying up the stairs towards his bedroom, I freeze when I hear a thud as I stand outside his door. Silence follows, so I fling open the door and rush in. "Surprise!"

"Kagome!" He cries, looking up at me with a grin.

"Kagome, is it?" The male, who I don't know, asks as he lifts his body off of Jak's lightly.

"Oh-oh-oh-ohmygod!" I screech, my face burning. "I am so, so, so sorry, Jak. I had no idea you were...doing...ugh!" I turn to leave, but a strong hand grasps my wrist.

Jakotsu's lover smiles charmingly at me. "Stay." He nods toward a chair. "Watch." Licking his lips, he adds, "Join."

As I blush harder, Jakotsu pouts, "I can't stand it when I have you around my bisexual boyfriends!" Then he thought about it. "But you were good for a first timer."

I remember that...that was pretty good. Me sandwiched between feminine-yet-masculine-in-bed Jak and sensual, caring Suikotsu. He made it feel like we were all in love. When Jak clears his throat, I squeal, pulling my wrist away. "I-I'll wait downstairs!" I zip out of their before they can object.

I wait in the livingroom for about 15 minutes before they join me. Jakotsu nods toward his boyfriend before sitting down and dragging me into his lap. "This is Renkotsu, my new boo."

"Hi." I greet sheepishly.

"Hey." He sits beside me, a shark-like smile on his face. "So, you do threesomes?"

Jakotsu, who only became a bisexual after our menage au trois (before he was strickly dickly like myself), shakes his head and laughs a deep laugh. I love it when he trades voices, woman soft and feminine, the next deep and masculine. "Kagome's mated now. Those days are over."

"Oh...got a sister."

I stiffen a little, then shake my head. "No. Not really."

"Too bad, baby."

"So, whatcha here for, girly?" Jak nuzzles his face into my neck and smiles.

"Just to visit, and Sesshomaru's getting on my nerves."

"I always knew he was too sexy to not be asexual."

I arched a brow. "What do you mean?"

He shrugged. "He seems full of himself. That wasn't what you were saying."

I shake my head. "Noo." Jak scares me sometimes.

"Oh! Well, ha ha, ignore me! I drunk as hell right now!"

Rolling my eyes, I sigh. "So, where'd you two meet?"

"Well..." Jak launches into a lengthy story. Halfway through, I get a text from Ban, and by the end, there's a knock on the door, before it flies open to reveal my angry older brother.

"Big brother!" I greet, and Jak and Renkotsu do so as well. "He's my aniki-san." I snap at Jakotsu, who's already up at gripping him.

Bankotsu sighs, prying Jakotsu off as he closes the door. "You all drive me crazy."

I frown. "You know them?"

"Yeah. Me, these two, and about four more. We're close friends, so close we're brother's. That's not the point though." He storms over to me. "Stay away from Naraku."

Jakotsu arches a brow. "Ooh, Naraku? A lover? Sesshomaru won't be too happy. And how do you two know each other?"

Bankotsu plops onto the couch, pulling me with him. "We are real siblings."

"Ooh, really? Lucky her."

"Yeah, lucky me." I sigh.

"Don't you dare sigh." Ban snaps. "I mean it. Keep away from the guy. He's bad news."

"How?"

He crosses his arms. "He's here in Paris on a 'business meeting.' I bet he followed you."

I roll my eyes. "You act like he's crazy."

"Something isn't right in his head. Besides, he wants you, wants to take advantage of my little sister's body. I don't think so!"

"Calm down, Beavis."

"You calm down, butt-head!" He hisses, yelping when I punch him in the arm. "Damnit! That hurt!"

"It was supposed to."

"Kagome..." He whines.

I give him an innocent look. "I won't see him." Giving my best serious face, I said, "Besides, Sesshomaru's my mate, the only one for me."

He eyes me, then shrugs. "I don't know."

"Don't you worry." I umbrace him, burying my face in his shoulder and smirking. "Don't you worry."