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It had nothing to do with love or affection. It was not rational or reasonable. In fact it was an extremely stupid thing to do. Still, neither one of them could not do anything else. It was like some strange force was controlling them and the most scariest thing about it was that they did not really care. It was way too good.

There were no kisses, no words, nothing that could have left the wrong impression. They still despised each other, hated the others personality. For that one night they did not care.

Miroku knew he was drunk, but he also knew he was not drunk enough to blame it on his drunken state. It was something in himself that made him commit such an act, and even enjoy it. He had no idea what his partner was thinking. He was not sure if he even wanted to know. It did not really matter.

Miroku was very experienced. There honestly was not a place where he would not have done it. He had thought that he knew sex, what it was like with a person you like, what it is like in bed and in comparison somewhere very unromantic. But it seemed that no matter how much experience with no matter how many different men, there were still surprises in store for him.

Getting more aroused than ever before in a public bathroom of a famous restaurant with a man he hated and loathed was one of those surprises. It was pure and simple sex, and even though they did not go all the way, it was the most intense orgasm Miroku had had in his life. Very weird, he thought. He had had a lot of orgasms to compare to.

Miroku was not quite sure how they had ended up where they were. His mind was hazy and unclear. Sesshoumaru scent and the sight of his amber eyes made him slowly lose his mind. It did not help that he discovered how skillful Sesshoumaru was.

Only few things were left in his mind of that night; the musky scent, heavy breathing, gasps, silver hair that floated around him and muscular arms that held him tight. Otherwise it was all black.

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"Miroku! Miroku! Are you all right?" Kagome said shaking her friend awake. It was not an act Miroku appreciated. He had a terrible head ache and he had been dreaming about something nice. He just could not remember what it was, which bugged him a bit. It had been a great dream. Then it hit him.

"Kagome? What are you doing here?" Miroku asked looking around. He was confused. It was one thing that he could not remember his dream but he could not even remember last night, except few things he should not have remembered when Kagome was present. At least he was in his own apartment.

"I came to see if you're all right. You seemed a bit incoherent last night." Kagome sounded worried. She was such a mother hen.

Miroku smiled still sleepy and assured her he was fine. He stumbled to bathroom and washed his face. He still could not recall anything other than what he should not recall. Miroku knew it was going to be hard to keep his hands away from Sesshoumaru from now on. Especially because they had not, well, they had not…and it was a shame…such a perfect ass…

"Get a grip!" Miroku cursed himself and banged his head to the wall. Dangerous thoughts… He should at least wait until he would get rid of Kagome. It was strange though, he usually never thought about a guy after sleeping with him. He just forgot and found someone new.

So why was he so bothered now? Perhaps because his one-night partner had been his best friend's brother-in-law and apparently he should be in rather close contact with him even after all that had happened. And why had it happened?

Now that Miroku really thought about it, why had Sesshoumaru had sex with him? It was very odd. He had been so reserved before and then he just suddenly was not. How did that happen?

Miroku felt like his head would split. He had to get something to the terrible head ache. Obsessing about Sesshoumaru would have to wait. Besides, he still had Kagome inside his house. Speaking of devil…

There was a knock on the bathroom's door. "Miroku? Are you really all right?"

"Yes, but I do need a painkiller."

"I've got it. Just come out already. I made you some coffee, I thought you might need it."

"Thanks Kagome, you're a true friend. Speaking of which, did Sango tell you how to get in?"

"Yes, she did. I think she made a copy of your key, unless you gave her one."

"No, I figured she would get it anyway…" Miroku sighed and stepped out of the bathroom.

"You know, Miroku, you could put on some clothes. You're in your underwear", Kagome said closing her eyes. She turned around and walked to the kitchen.

Miroku put on a shirt and jeans before joining her. Kagome had poured him a cup of coffee already and put some painkillers next to the cup. Miroku swallowed them and hoped that the pain would go away quickly. He could not figure out why he even had the head ache. He had not drunk that much so it could not be a hangover. Perhaps he was just tired of all the thinking…

"Are you sure you're all right? You gave me a shock last night. When Sesshoumaru came back to the table he said that we should get you home. You had passed out in the toilet."

That bastard, Miroku thought gritting his teeth. So he had passed out afterwards. Not really surprising considering how good it had been but how could that asshole have left him lying there? Besides it was a bit embarrassing, Miroku was not the type to go and pass out in front of his sex partners.

"No, Kagome, don't worry so much. I'm quite all right so you don't have to stay."

"Actually Miroku, I was hoping you would join me for a little trip to the country side", Kagome said looking awkward.

"What do you mean?" Miroku mumbled head buried behind his hands.

"Well, I sort of promised to Amaya that I would bring you to see Sesshoumaru today. She knew that you're closed today, your salon I mean."

"Do I have to?" Miroku groaned.

Now Kagome really looked uncomfortable. She was fingering the helm of her shirt while she spoke. "Amaya was quite persistent you know…"

An image of Amaya smiling sweetly, while talking about her love for guns made Miroku shiver. Last night had showed him that there was a woman one should not be messing with. Before he had thought that there could not possibly be anyone scarier than Sango while she was angry. Amaya did not even have to be angry to be scary. There was something dangerous hidden in her eyes.

"So when do we go?"Miroku asked quickly.

It did not take them long to get into Kagome's car. Miroku did want to take shower first though. He wanted to be clean and as striking as possible in Sesshoumaru's company. He did not want to give him a reason to be all arrogant toward him. Miroku was arraigning his long black hair when images of silky silver hair started to flash through his vision. That was even scarier than imagining mad Amaya, so Miroku ran out of his apartment in that instant to the car, where Kagome was already waiting.

"You ready?" Kagome asked. For some reason she was still rather nervous.

"Oh yeah. Let's just go."

In the car Miroku was starting to get irritated. Kagome was acting strangely. It was like she wanted desperately to say something but could not quite get to it. "What's the matter with you Kagome?" Miroku finally blurted out. She stayed quiet for awhile.

"Miroku, there is something you should know before we get there…" Kagome started sounding awkward.

"That sounds a bit bad. What is it?" Miroku asked a hint of humor in his voice.

"Well, it's about Sesshoumaru…"

"Oh, just spit it out Kagome! What about that bastard?"

"Don't call him that! It's not nice!" Kagome snapped.

"Yeah, yeah. Could you now tell me what you were going to say?" Miroku said rolling his eyes.

Kagome looked uncomfortable again. "You see, Sesshoumaru gets a bit weird when he starts a new job."

"I know, you've told, but what's that got to do with me?"

"I'm telling you because now you're going to be part of it! When he gets his mind to something he sort of forgets everything else, and I really mean everything. He's not going to consider you as the same person he already met, but as a some kind of a, I don't know, project I guess. He will probably call in the middle of the night, ask you weird questions and do something we consider very unreasonable."

"Okay…"

"Well, that's what he did to me when he wrote that book about the doctor whose life was destroyed because of a single mistake at work. Inuyasha wasn't too happy about it. You see, Sesshoumaru doesn't live in this world while he's working. I would imagine he has made another world for himself for that."

Miroku was quiet for awhile. To be honest he had no idea what he had got himself into, but somehow he knew he should not back away. (And of course he couldn't have even if he wanted to)In a way this all felt quite intriguing though. He actually hoped he could be a part of that world of Sesshoumaru's even if it was just a little while. Miroku had always admired the abilities authors possessed. How they could turn something in their minds to a story that could bring people reading it so many emotions and new thoughts. It was kind of a dream come true for Miroku, to be able to be part of that magic.

"I don't mind, Kagome" Miroku said and smiled to her. "You know me, always looking for trouble."

The look on Kagome's face was relieved. She hoped that somehow, even though it was very unlikely, Sesshoumaru might get a new friend out of this. Perhaps Miroku's outgoing personality would help Sesshoumaru to stand human company. Only Kagome could think something so unrealistic…

Then Miroku realized something horrible, and after that it was almost impossible for him to pretend he was alright so that Kagome would not worry. He was going to meet a person he just last night had random sex with. It was the worst thing Miroku could have thought of happening. He did not know how to deal with things like that. That is why he only had one-nightstands; he did not like the aftermath. He wondered why he realized this only now. He could only hope that Sesshoumaru would not be difficult about it.

Miroku was the type of person who wanted to have sex and them be done with it. It was no use mixing emotions in it. That would only cause troubles later. He could only hope that Sesshoumaru would keep last night to himself. Miroku certainly did not want Kagome to know what had happened between them. She would never forgive him.

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Amaya narrowed her eyes. She was starting to get really pissed. She sort of liked Sesshoumaru, but at that moment she was ready to strangle him. Annoying untalkative pretty boy… "Spit it out before I lose my patience!" Amaya snapped.

Sesshoumaru looked over his shoulder. He was making coffee again and Amaya was on her usual place on the kitchen table. "What do you mean?"

"Raah! How can you be so dense! I want details!" Amaya screamed waiving her arms in the air and practically jumping on the table.

"Details about what?" Sesshoumaru asked and continued his task in hand.

"Don't you act stupid on me! What happened between you and that cutie Miroku, huh? I want to know!"

"Should something have happened?"

"I'm starting to lose my temper here you hermit. Something definitely happened, no use trying to hide it from me. I want every juicy detail I can get."

"What if I say I'm not giving you any?"

"HA! So something did happen!" Amaya was absolutely triumphant.

Sesshoumaru turned around to face Amaya and gave her a sour look. "I cannot see how it is any of your business pixiewoman."

"Of course it is", Amaya said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Sesshoumaru on the other hand was not in the mood to satisfy Amaya's curiosity, so he tried to get away with it by using a method he knew would calm Amaya down, at least for awhile. "Read it from the script when I get it done…" he muttered and turned away again. He could not stand the look on Amaya's face.

Amaya's eyes shone like someone had light two fluorescent lamps in them and her smile was a mixture of pure happiness and satisfaction. "Really? You would do that for me?"

"You are the only person in the world who can get so excited about something so foolish."

"Luckily that's not true. I'm expecting to sell quite a lot of this next book. I hope you put all your energy in making it."

"Don't I always?"

"Yeah, but this time you might get distracted…"

"Well, we might think that as a research material, right?" Sesshoumaru mused and gave Amaya a cup of black coffee.

Amaya smirked. "I knew there was something lurking behind that cold façade of yours."

"I do not know what you are talking about", Sesshoumaru stated and started to walk toward his study Amaya following after him.

"So how far have you gotten already?" she asked.

"With what?" Sesshoumaru asked suspiciously.

"With your work of course. What did you think I meant?" The expression on Amaya's face was rather devious.

Sesshoumaru ignored it. "I have a raw storyline, but my notes still lack of information. I have to finish that before I can start the real work."

"Yup yup. How long do you need?"

Sesshoumaru stopped suddenly and now he was truly suspicious. He looked Amaya in the eyes and tried to figure out if she had some ulterior motives. "How come you ask that? You never do."

"Well, I just thought that I would give you rather free hands with this one. I want it to be as good as possible. But don't worry, I'm still going to let you starve if I have to."

"I'm not sure if I should thank you or curse you."

"You can do both. Lots of people do", Amaya said smiling sweetly.

Sesshoumaru just sighed and went to work.

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Amaya was sitting outside on a terrace balustrade smoking a strange long cigarette when Kagome and Miroku arrived. She waved at them when they climbed up the stairs leading to the front door.

"Hi Amaya! We came", Kagome said smiling.

"I can see that. I'm glad you could make it", Amaya said also smiling but talking to Miroku instead. Something about her expression made Miroku feel like shivering. "Don't worry", she continued, "I'm banned to ask questions about…well, you know." Now she definitely looked wicked.

Kagome was surprised, but Miroku did not want to give her the opportunity to ask what Amaya meant, so he said the first thing that popped into his head. "I didn't know you were a smoker."

Kagome nodded. "You should quit. It's bad for your health."

"Actually I'm not a smoker but I do take one of these every ones in awhile", Amaya said looking amused.

"What is it then? Now that I think about it…it smells strange…" Kagome said sniffing the air.

"What is it?" Miroku asked interested.

"Trust me. You're better off not knowing", Amaya said and blew some smoke in the air. "Come on, let me take you to that bastard. No, I shouldn't call him that when his working. Bad omen. Or something like that", she kept mumbling as she walked through the door.

"See, she calls him bastard too", Miroku pointed out to Kagome.

"Yeah, and I'm the only one allowed to do that." Miroku was taken aback by her tone. Amaya turned around and faced Miroku with a serious face. "Listen, I want you to work very closely with that man regarding this project, alright? He needs to jump into an entirely different world than before. You'll understand what I mean later. This is something that Kagome or that idiot Inuyasha know nothing about. You are also going to realize, that Sesshoumaru is what he is, just like I am. So put yourself together and prepare to go through something very exhausting."

After saying that Amaya started to walk toward Sesshoumaru's study leaving stunned Miroku and Kagome behind. "Are you coming?" she asked them like she would be in a hurry.

"I think it would be best if I go now. I have to go to work anyways and I get the feeling that I'm not needed here right now so…" Kagome said and gave an apologetic smile to Miroku. "But promise me that you make sure he eats okay?"

Miroku nodded and Amaya huffed. She muttered something that sounded something like "Why bother…" and started walking again Miroku right behind her.

Miroku was not sure if he had understood what Amaya had meant by her words. What on earth meant: "Sesshoumaru is what he is, just like I am"? Would he really have to go through something troublesome during this project? Was he going to witness something strange about Sesshoumaru? Miroku was interested to see the world of an author, but he had ever cared of troublesome things. He was a lighthearted person and very proud of it. Meddling into things that would bring difficulties later was not something he wanted to do.

And then there was this book. Did Miroku really want to be part of something like that? Did he want to help making a gay book? It might turn out to be quite…nasty… And a book like that by so famous author would definitely draw attention. Then again, Miroku admired greatly Sesshoumaru's skills, and he knew that it was him if nobody who could make it work. Besides, it was already too late to back away.

Amaya opened the door that supposedly led to Sesshoumaru's study. Miroku felt something twitch inside his chest. Sesshoumaru was sitting in his chair hair pulled up, stoking his bottom lip with his index finger eyebrows furrowed. He was obviously very deep in thought, and very handsome. He did not seem to notice that there were people coming into the same room.

"Yo, sweetie!" Amaya said loudly and kicked the trashcan next to her. Sesshoumaru snapped out of his thoughts and looked toward her irritated. "I brought you this one. Behave yourself and don't do anything too naughty okay? I'm gonna run now, I have an appointment with my lovely boss." She was smirking again.

"Haven't I told you not to smoke those things inside my house?" Sesshoumaru only said and raised one of his eyebrows.

"Yeah, you have, and I never listen. Have fun boys!" Then she was already gone.

Miroku stood in the doorway and did not know what to do. Somehow he felt nervous now that he was alone with Sesshoumaru. It was a new feeling for Miroku. He was rarely nervous, but something in Sesshoumaru was so intimidating that it made his chest feel tighter. When they had been in his own salon he had not been nervous at all. Perhaps because it was his own territory and he had been extremely pissed, but now they were in a place that was new to Miroku but familiar to Sesshoumaru. Tables were turned and this time Sesshoumaru had the upper hand. Somehow it did not matter that much though. Miroku noticed that his sudden nervousness was more like anticipation than fear. Though he would rather die than let Sesshoumaru know that.

"Are you going to stand there looking dazed or would you like to sit down?" Sesshoumaru asked quietly pointing out a chair to him before Miroku got to figure out rest of his feelings. He sat down and looked at Sesshoumaru. He decided that he would forget everything unnecessary for now. He should stay on guard when around the man in front of him. Sorting out feelings would have to wait. Or he could just forget it altogether. Feelings were for chicks.

"So… What do you want from me?" Miroku asked rather rudely.

Sesshoumaru smiled. "You."

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Kukuku.. I try to update next chapter quickly. If I feel like it that is. Kukuku...

Truly yours, Valtiatar