A/N: I've read the reviews and heard what you guys are saying so hopefully this will appease the readers. Enjoy.
Kagome freaked as looked through her closet, trying to figure out what to wear. The French Room was one of the most expensive places in Tokyo and every one would be watching her now that she was in control of the company. Sighing in frustration, Kagome plopped down on her bed only to be roused by a knock at the door.
Without bothering to look out the peephole she opened the door.
"Kagome, its amazing to...oh no what's wrong." Sango. The sister that she missed dearly must have had a sixth sense because she always showed up when she was needed. Seeing the exhaustion written all over Kagome's face, Sango moved pass her, slammed the door, and dragged her to the bedroom.
Kagome knew that face. The one she would put on while training. The look of determination and there was no getting past it. Sighing for the hundredth time that, Kagome looked up at her best-friend and waited for the dreaded question that she knew was coming.
"What's wrong and don't you dear lie to me Kagome Higurashi."
There it was.
"Sesshomaru. I don't know what he's doing to me. I mean, I do but he makes me weak, I can't remember how to think. The tingle he sends over my body is..." she wasn't allowed to finish her thought. Sango slapped her.
"OUCH! What the hell was that for?"
"For being so fucking weak." Sango spoke in a calm manner. Kagome winced.
"You were nearly killed by Inuyasha and I watched you collapse and become nothing. Me and Kaede trained you to make you stronger and you've only been back for a week and you've let him turn you into the same thing Inuyasha did. I know you've always had feelings for him and that fine but do not let him turn because into that weakling."
Sango shook her head and walking out the room. Kagome was speechless. How could she not see this. There damn Inus were breaking her down. What kind of miko was she if she could resist them. Kagome stood and walked to living room where Sango stood.
With a look of shame, Kagome glanced at her sister. "What I am suppose to do?
Sango smirked and Kagome smiled. "You have feelings for him and that's fine. But lets make him work for it."
Kagome giggled and hugged her sister. "Deal"
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Naraku leaned against the wall and waited. His target would be here soon and that would put his boredom to an end. He'd been outside the French Room for a few hours watching and observing. If Naraku knew anything, it was that he was a good looking man and so did Ms. Taisho's secretary, Yuka. Getting information from her was the easiest part of the day. Plus, a decent rut to tie him over until his target was available. In the throws of passion, Yuka spilt all the information including time, place, and persons. All he needed now was to wait.
There was a buzz from a crowd gathering in front of the restaurant. His interest was piqued. A very expensive car pulled up. A Ferrari or McLaren, he didn't care to distinguish between the two. Stepping out was none other than the Lord of the Western land, Sesshomaru Taisho. Naraku growled. He never liked the egoistical neanderthal. Throwing his weight around like he was better than everyone. He would get his eventually. As soon as he was done with Kagome. Sesshomaru was would be next.
Sesshomaru walked up the stairs but stopped. That feeling of being watched stopped him in his tracks. Spreading his aura, check his surroundings, ascertaining his dominance as alpha. Naraku shivered. Sesshomaru was the stronger of the two but Naraku believed he was smarter.
Sesshomaru walked into the building, leaving Naraku behind in the shadows. If he had turn around, he would have seen two crimson orbs glaring at him