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Hey everyone sorry I haven't updated in awhile. I had a little bit of a writers block. well I know this chapter istn very long but the next one will be. =) Enjoy!

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The vast courtyard and mansion that lay within it was deserted. Or so it would have appeared to the casual passerby.

However Sesshomaru Takahasi, heir to the Takahashi's vast fortune and multi-million dollar company knew better. Silent as death he approached the apparently 'abandoned' mansion his black work coat fanning out behind him like a cape adding to his already intimidating appearance. Strands of silver hair that danced in the fringed breeze framed a stern yet handsome face, eyes like molten gold stared unblinkingly at the now open, doors ahead.

"Lord Sesshomaru, welcome home," the tiny toad like servant crocked bowing deeply as the heir entered his fathers mansion.

"Jaken… where is my father?" He asked the still bowed servant.

"He awaits your arrival up stairs my lord in his study." Having heard all he needed to now Sesshomaru headed for the stairs ignoring his toady servants mad dash to close the door behind him.

Despite having been gone for over 2 years now Sesshomaru was unsurprised to see that his fathers study had changed very little in his absence. Portrits of stone faced Takahashi's still lined the walls framed by polished oak and red velvet curtains. The walls and floors were still highly polished and overly clean. The large clear windows were still cover with long black drapes. And his father was still ignoring him… yep nothing new here.

A warm inviting fire crackled in its stony prison behind the high backed chair Inu-Tasiho now occupied, casting dark shadows over his emotionless face and creating a sinister appearance that left most guest weak in the knees. Good thing Sesshomaru wasn't like most guests. "You called for me?" He asked growing tired of the seemingly unending silence. Inu-Tasiho paused briefly to look at his oldest son still standing in the center of the room staring blankly back at him, then moved his gaze back to the papers lining his already over loaded desk.

"Did you see the girl?" He asked in a strong cold voice.

"Yes." Sesshomaru answered watching as his father signed his name one document and reached for another.

"And?" He said still not looking at his son. "What was she like? Should we be worried?"

"No. The girl can be easily dealt with, it's the estate manager that we should keep an eye on."

"Oh?"

"He spotted me." Sesshomaru said quietly.

"What?" Inu-Tasiho all but shouted standing and slamming his fist on his desk. "What do you mean he SPOTTED you? I told you to stay hidden!" Sesshomaru said nothing. With a soft curse Inu-Tasiho ran a hand thru his long silver tresses and regarded his son. "Who was this estate manager then?"

"Miroku Yamamoto. Ex-black ops first class officer and CIA agent for the USA."

"Ah I see," with a sigh Inu-Tasiho regained his seat and folded his hands on his desk. "well have to watch our back then? Good I always liked a challenge." He said with a slight smile before grabbing a blank paper and handing it to his son. "I've gathered some information about our girl see if you can use any of it. You are dismissed." Sesshomaru took the offered paper without comment and nodded once. "And Sesshomaru…I don't really care what you do to the girl but if you plan to live pasted 20 I would suggested you treed carefully around Yamamoto."

"Hm."