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Ch.
14

Inu Yasha nervously finished
tying his tie. He was running late, and
that could only make Kagome madder. He
had his �beg for forgiveness without begging� plan all worked out, and it began
with a candle-lit dinner for two in Tokyo�s
most expensive restaurant. In his
experience, elegance, glamour and money always made a girl forget. Though, he was a bit worried. Kagome was not like any woman he had dated
before, and, even though that was the main part of her charm, it usually meant
that his usual methods did not work, which is why he had plan two ready to go. He had put together a collection of gifts
filled with sentimental value, and one thing he was sure about was that Kagome
loved those kind of presents.
He looked himself once more in
the mirror: his favorite black Armani suit and lucky red shirt and tie combo
fitting him like a mannequin.

As the doorbell rang, he
cursed. �Who the fuck would bother me at
this time? I�m late enough as it is, and
I still have to stop at a florist!� He
grumbled as he swung open the door.
�What are you doing here?� Inu
Yasha choked.
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�How do you like your wine,
Kagura?� Myoga asked as he casually
moved his chair towards her. Even with
the enlargement spell, the older youkai could just see over the table.
�Delicious, as usual, old
man.� Kagura smiled as the waiter
refilled her glass. Sansuirou was known
for its attentions towards its very selective cliental, and having dated Inu
Yasha for so long, she had come very well acquainted with the restaurants
charm.
�I was quite surprised when you
accepted my diner invitation�since it isn�t business related.�
�No, it�s family related, and
that I always have time for.�
�I�m glad to hear it
because�� Myoga stopped talking as he noticed
his boss walk in with a beautiful short haired brunette. He wasn�t admiring Sesshomaru�s presence as
he was admiring the young woman�s dress, or more precisely, the lack of dress. The gold sequence strapless dress fell just
below her hip, making her legs the topic of discussion in every table.
�Yura�s taste in clothing is a
little exotic, isn�t it?� Kagura asked
as the flea began to drool.
�Ah, yes�yes it is. You know her?�
�She is a�friend. You know Sesshomaru: he has an irresistible
attraction to women who are close to me.�
She spat venomously.
�Now, Kagura, you almost sound
jealous.�
�Please, old man, I could care
less who he chooses to date or not date!
I just wish he had the decency to stay away from my family and
friends.� She declared taking another
sip of her wine.
�Good, then that means you
won�t mind the conversation. I have an
enormous favor to ask of you, Kagura.�
She raised her eyebrow in question at him. �I need you to encourage Sesshomaru to
marry.�
�What?� Kagura�s eyes widened in surprise and Myoga
congratulated himself in obtaining the young woman�s attention.
�Rin is fifteen and facing
those trouble years when she will need a woman in the house. Then, she will go off to college, and leave
Sesshomaru home alone. Within five
years, that house will be completely empty, and even if Rin comes home to
visit, we both know that will not prevent Sesshomaru from filling the emptiness
with work. I fear he will become a
workaholic.�
�He already is.� Kagura complained.
�He was worse before Rin. Let�s face it; he needs a lifelong companion
to ensure he remains sane.�
�That�s true, but why should I
be in charge of getting him to marry.�
�Because, you are the reason he
hasn�t dated in so long. He still
harbors hope the two of you will reconcile.�
Kagura looked away. �And, by the
look of it, so do you.�
�Don�t misread me, Myoga. I know better than anyone that there is no
repairing the relationship between Sesshomaru and me. I cannot be with the man my sister loves.�
�Your sister is lost to this
world.�
�But not to mine!� Kagura declared raising her eyebrows in
challenge. Myoga covered her hand with
his and kissed her cheek lightly, knowing it would relax her anger.
�I just hope that your
obsession for your sister won�t cost you your happiness.�
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�Is there something wrong,
Sesshy?� Yura pouted her red lips.
�No, and for the millionth time
don�t call me Sesshy! My name is
Sesshomaru.� Sesshomaru had trouble
keeping his stoic mask around this woman.
What had his brother been thinking?
�Probably that she is an easy enough lay!� Sesshomaru reasoned as his eyes fell on his
favorite bewitching beauty in a sky blue dress.
He growled lowly when he saw her �date� lean over and kiss her
cheek.
�What are you looking at? Oh, Kagura and Myoga, aren�t they cute
together?�
�If you say so.�
�They are quite the couple this
month. This has to be the third or
fourth time they have been seen dining out.�
�He�s too old for her.�
�I don�t know. Some women like their men like their wine,
perfected with age.� She smiled
seductively as she rested her hand inappropriately on his leg.
�But, if you wait too long,
you�ll have vinegar instead of wine.� He
declared as he removed her hand from his lap.
�You wouldn�t be jealous,
Sesshy?�
�My name is not Sesshy, and no,
I�m not jealous. To each his own.�
�I�m glad, because I can be
very possessive when it comes to men.�
She laughed as she leaned over so he could get a better look at her
overly exposed breasts. Sesshomaru
rolled his eyes as he began to think of ways to hurt his brother.
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�What are you doing here? I�m supposed to pick you up in five minutes!�
�I decided I wanted to have my
own car, in case I wanted to go home early.�
Kagome responded as she stepped into the apartment. �And I also don�t want to go out.� She declared as she turned around to have him
help her out of her coat. Inu Yasha
swallowed hard when he saw her bare shoulders and back. She had quickly curled her hair and pinned it
in a messy but fashionable bun. �I
rather talk things out in private.�
�Then, why did you get all
dress up?� He asked eyeing the red dress
like a starving predator who had just found a fat wounded animal. The red dress had a corset-like top where the
satin cloth fell into subtle folds towards the right, where the dress had a
criss-cross tie down to her hip in order to ensure that every curve was
accentuated. From her hips, the satin
fell gracefully in a bandana cut, making the dress a drastically longer on the
left. The length of the dress fell
discretely to below her knees, allowing her long legs to be admired as she
walked. To add more fire to the flame,
she wore golden sandals with straps that wrapped around her ankle. Between the three-inch heel and the dress,
her legs appeared longer and better shaped than the day Inu Yasha first admired
them. She had adorned her ears with long
dangling diamond earrings so that her neck could be completely bare. She had learned that Inu Yasha particularly
admired that part of her anatomy.
�For the odd chance that you
actually manage to earn my forgiveness in less than fifteen minutes. Then, we can still make diner.� She smiled, knowing that he was most likely
twisting her words into something sexual in his head. This would be easier than stealing Miroku�s
coffee in the morning.
Inu Yasha looked at the young
lawyer before him, his mouth watering with thoughts of �diner.� She looked as if she had gone out of her way
to look more enticing than water to a man lost in the Sahara
just to torture him. He smirked: his
youkai side quite satisfied with her course of action; his human side already
on his knees begging for forgiveness, and his hanyou self ready to do what it
took to have those blue-grey eyes shine in favor towards him. Inu Yasha closed the door behind him before
loosening his tie.
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�Rin, are you sure about
this?� Shippo asked as he typed
vigorously on Sesshomaru�s computer.
�Don�t worry. I�ve thought this thing out.�
�That�s what I�m afraid
off.� Shippo groaned. Rin pouted before a beep from the computer
alerted them that Shippo had been successful.
�Ok, this email is set to be sent out first thing in the morning�and it
is from your father to Inu Yasha.�
�What is it about?�
�Really short�something about
needing to sell some stock�wait, it is a reply to something was CC to Kagura�This
is perfect: I can make it seem as if he hit reply all accidentally.�
�Good, now don�t forget to add
the extra note at the end of the email.�
�Are you sure that your dad
won�t recheck these messages.�
�No, he left them ready
earlier. He just wants them sent out
extremely early so that everyone in the building thinks he�s there. It�s a scare technique so that no one waists
time.�
�Fine, but if this blows up in
your face, I had nothing to do with it.�
�Don�t worry, the only face
this is going to blow up in, is my father�s.�
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Inu Yasha led Kagome towards
the living room, while admiring that she had not used perfume. Her feminine spicy scent was enough to drive
him mad, but right now, he needed his sanity.
This would be a battle waged since the beginning of mankind: the battle
between men and women. She sat down on
his comfortable couch and confidently crossed her legs. Not once did she reveal that the heels were
killing her feet. She smiled
triumphantly as Inu Yasha failed to immediately peel his eyes away from her
legs. �Do you still think I�m a downgrade?�
�I never said that.�
�You implied it.�
�No, you assumed that if you
weren�t an upgrade, you must be a downgrade.�
�So then, what am I?�
�Amazing.� He growled as he approached her.
�Inu Yasha�� Before she could continue he brushed his lips
lightly against hers.
�Beautiful, charming,
magnificent�� he whispered into her ear.
�You forgot sexy.� She replied as she tried to regain her
composure.
�No.� He let the anger sit in her before
continuing, �You are not sexy; you are sensual, womanly, carnal� I have
extremely high standards Kagome, and not many women can meet them. The few that can are the cr�me of the
crop. That includes you. So, tell me, how can you upgrade from the
best?� He smirked knowing he had taken
control of the situation. His smirk soon
faded as Kagome stood up and walked away from him.
�I know what I�m worth Inu
Yasha, and not once did I doubt being too good for you.� He growled and his smirk suddenly appeared on
her face. �The problem is that you seem
to forget it quite easily.�
�How can I forget, when you
won�t let me.� He replied running his
hands down her shoulders, enjoying the feel of her skin against his hands. �Not that I want to, either.� He let his voice fall into a hot whisper on
her ear. He was the King of Seduction,
and as God as his witness, he would not fall tonight.
�You could have fooled
me.� She replied sarcastically. It was hard to fight his spell, but she
wasn�t going to fall for his tricks; she was above that. �For a self-declared lady�s man, you lack
tact, charm and finesse.�
�First of all, I am a lady�s
man, not because I declare it, but because Tokyo�s
top tabloids say so. Second of all, my
charm lies in my lack of tact, and as for finesse, if you want to see it, we
should move this conversation into the bedroom.� As he spoke he slid his hands down her back
until he could suggestively rest them on her hips. She abruptly pushed him away.
�Can you think of something
else besides sex, Takahashi?� The anger
in her voice was enticing, but the little voice of wisdom in the back of his
head he usually ignored was warning him that this wasn�t good anger.
�When you are involved?� His smirk faded when he saw the cold anger in
her eyes.
�I would like to remind you,
Takahashi, that this is a fake relationship based on the mutual need to benefit
ourselves.� He growled low as crimson began
to bleed into his eyes. He possessively
gripped her arm as he pulled her towards him.
�Don�t act so surprised. I don�t
fall easily, and much less for professional playboys like you! I know that this relationship will end within
two years, and after that, we will both move on��
�You won�t have another man
after me!� Inu Yasha growled.
�So confident?� She asked sarcastically. �Do you really think yourself so great that I
won�t be satisfied by another man?�
�No, I think myself so great to
know that I won�t let you go. You are
mine, Kagome Higurashi, and I don�t share with anyone!� The red was beginning to overpower the gold
of his eyes, a change Kagome took notice about.
�It�s my choice who shares me
or not! Don�t forget, I am no man�s
woman. By the way,� she pulled free from his grasp, �your eyes
are doing that creepy red thing, and your aura is flaring. I recommend you calm down, and then talk to
me.� She began to walk away when she
found herself pinned against the wall.
Memories of a similar situation in the park flooded her mind. She allowed her aura to sooth his, knowing it
would only delay the argument.
�You said�you said I had
you. You said you were mine; you can�t
take it back.� He growled as he tried to
contain the demon within.
�Inu Yasha�do you really want
me?� She placed her hands on either side
of his face to force him to look into her eyes.
�And I don�t mean just as something to warm your bed.� He growled as her aura fully pushed his
back. He took a deep breath as Kagome walked
out of his hold. �I thought so.� Kagome replied when he failed to answer her. She made her way to the front door and as she
pulled it open, he shut it. �Inu Yasha,
this is getting a bit old.�
�I�m sorry.� The words where so soft she thought she had
imagined them.
�Excuse me?�
�I�m sorry.� He mumbled a bit louder.
She turned around to face him,
looking into his hard amber eyes. �I
didn�t quite hear that.�
�I�m sorry.� He said loud enough for her to hear. �But I�m not willing to let this relationship
end anymore.�
�That isn�t your choice to
make�we have an agreement!�
�Fuck the agreement! I don�t care about the contract; all I care
about is you.�
�What are you saying?�
�I want you. Not just in my bed, but in my life. Fuck, Kagome�� He turned from her. �I�ve never had to do anything like this
before.�
�For the first time tonight,
you seem to be on the right track.� She
whispered hopefully. She took a step
away from the door and he took the opportunity to seal their fate.
�You are mine.�
�You�re losing your way
again.� She sighed while turning
around. He growled low and she
understood his request to stop. He
smirked as the crimson in his eyes returned.
�No, for the first time, I�m on
the right path.� He whispered softly as
he kissed her neck.
�Inu Yasha, I�m not interested
in a purely sexual relationship.�
�Neither am I.� He whispered as he kissed the back of her
neck. He took a deep breath, inhaling
her scent, pushing back the crimson. �Do
you still want to go out for diner?�
Kagome looked at her watch.
�We�ve lost our reservations.�
�All I got in the fridge is
eggs, sausage and Ramen.� He offered.
Kagome thought of her stomach, then of her poor feet. She bent down and untied her sandals.
�Eggs and Ramen sound perfect.�
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�You�re late!� Sango snapped as she opened the door to her
parents comfortable two floor home.
�Traffic.� Miroku shrugged sheepishly as he stepped
inside.
�Doesn�t matter. Everyone is waiting for you at the
table.� Sango replied tensely as she
took his coat, and the bouquet of wild flowers he had brought.
�Nervous?�
�Yes, and you should be as
well. My father isn�t an easy man to
please.�
�Sweetheart, you know I am a
natural born charmer.�
�That�s what I�m afraid
off.� She led him towards the back dinning
room. Before stepping inside, she
stopped and warned, �Keep your hands on the table at all times, and for
whatever is sacred to you, keep your jokes to yourself.�
�You�re acting as if I didn�t
know how to behave in public!�
�You don�t know how to behave
period!� Sango protested, but before he
could reply she led him into the dinning room and announced, �Mom, dad, Kohaku,
this is my boyfriend, Miroku Houshi.�
Miroku smiled and bowed politely as he stepped into the room filled with
frowning Kizu�s.
�You�re late.� Sango�s father declared while admiring the
selection of cutlery he had in front of him.
�A thousand pardons, traffic
was horrible.� Miroku swallowed the little lump that was forming in his throat,
and the older man grunted in response.
�Tardiness is not accepted
under any circumstances in this house.�
Kohaku explained as he sized Miroku up, then he turned to his father and
declared, �I can take him.� His father nodded
in concurrence.
�And I can take both of you, so
watch it.� Sango warned as she sat
between her father and Miroku giving her boyfriend some breathing room.
�So, Mr. Kizu, Sango tells me
you own your own business.�
�Yes, exterminations�I get rid
of pest and make sure they are never seen again.� Miroku took a deep breath thinking,
�This is going to be a long
night.�
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�Don�t make fun of my cooking,
or I�ll make your Ramen supply disappear.�
Kagome warned as Inu Yasha looked over her shoulder.
�Hey, don�t forget I�m going
all out here: beef flavored Ramen.� He
defended himself as he kissed Kagome�s cheek.
�How can you eat that stuff?�
�Simple, I open my mouth,
insert food, chew��
�Since when do you chew?� Kagome asked as she served the scrambled eggs
on two separate plates.
�Chewing is optional.� He replied as he handed her two gift-wrapped
boxes.
�What is this?� She asked taking the box from him.
�I was going to give it to you
on our anniversary��
�Then hold on to it until
then.� She replied returning the box,
but he shook his head.
�I can�t wait that long to give
it to you.�
�You are worse than a small
child.� She smiled putting the box to
the side.
�Aren�t you going to open it?�
�After dinner.� She replied picking up her chopsticks. She laughed when she looked at Inu Yasha�s
surprised face. �Do you really want me
to open it now?�
�Yes, why do you think I gave
it to you?�
�Then, I want to wait.� She teased.
�Women!� he complained, but soon smiled as she picked
up the package.
�To tell the truth, my
curiosity is killing me.� She watched
her carefully open the silver paper, as if she were afraid to break it. She opened the first box and found a beige
clothed album. The detail of the lining
was marvelous, and the pages were paper with tissue paper in between. �It�s beautiful!� She exclaimed. �Thank you!�
She gave him a quick kiss.
�You haven�t seen the best
part.� He announced as she looked in the
box to see an enveloped fool of pictures.
�I figured you would have better taste than me in arranging them.�
�What are these?�
�Pictures we�ve taken so
far.� He smiled as she pushed her chair
closer to him so they could see the pictures together. They were mainly of day they had gone to the
zoo, something Kagome wanted to do, but there were pictures taken from an
outing with Miroku and Sango, some from the Shrine, and a few random shots.
�I love this one, who took
it?� Kagome asked as she pointed to a
close up of the two of them kissing.
�Miroku, I think. My favorite is this one.� He pointed to a picture he had taken of
Kagome at the zoo, with her hair flying in all directions as she laughed.
�And, who is this handsome
devil?� She asked as she came across a
picture of Inu Yasha and Shippo dressed in matching black suits with and
sunglasses.
�That�s Shippo, my cousin�I
told you about him, he�s the computer wiz.�
�The one in the special
school?�
�Yeah, he had an awards
ceremony earlier this month. I didn�t
realize this picture got mixed in the pile.�
�He seems to admire you a lot.�
�Keh, what�s not to
admire.� Kagome shot him a look that said,
�Do you want the full or
abridge version?�
�His parents died when he was
young, so Sesshomaru and me took him in.
I guess that makes us his only male role models.�
�Poor child.� Kagome teased. Inu Yasha growled lightly. �We can work on the album tonight, if you
like.� He nipped the top of her nose and
smiled.
�Whatever you want.�
�Say that more often, and you
would get yourself out of allot arguments.�
Kagome laughed as she opened the other box. �Let me guess, photo glue?�
�Nope.� Inu Yasha smirked as Kagome�s jaw dropped.
�Please tell me this isn�t what
I think it is.�
�They didn�t have it in black
and white, but I was able to find it in black and red. Personally, I prefer that color
combination.� Inu Yasha confirmed as
Kagome pulled out the lacy contraption.
It was identical to the one Inu Yasha had ripped their first night
together. �You have no clue how hard it
was to find a replacement in your size.
It just came in this morning.�
Kagome shot him and embarrassed
and incredulous look, �You bought me underwear?
That�s so personal�too personal.�
�Keh, I�m only replacing the
one broke.�
�Does that mean you won�t rip
anymore?� Kagome asked hopefully.
�Nope, I bought the last half
dozen to be on the safe side. I put them
in your drawer.�
�You�ve been to my house?�
�No, in your drawer here.� Inu Yasha explained.
�You act as if I had clothes
here.�
�You do.�
�Excuse me? When did I leave clothes here?�
�Never, but I bought you some.�
Kagome folded her arms in front
of her, �Why?�
�Didn�t we have this
conversation already? Youkai thing, we
must provide for our female.�
�You said that was in exchange
for fucking, and we haven�t.�
�Yet,� He smirked.
�Inu Yasha, you�re stepping on
dangerous ground.� She warned.
�What? My nails are sharp! Items of clothing can become damaged easily;
besides, I wanted to buy you clothes. Is
that so bad?�
�No, just strange.� Kagome put the bra back in the box and
smiled, �Thank you.�
�Next, you are going to get mad
that I bought you a toothbrush.�
�You bought me a what?� Kagome�s eyes shot up in surprise and a bit
of anger.
�Well, the one from last time
didn�t match with mine.� Inu Yasha
defended and Kagome began to rub her temples.
Dating a hanyou wasn�t easy.
�What makes you think I�m going
to need a toothbrush that often?� The
smirk he gave her in reply made her whish she had never asked.
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Miroku watched in utter fear as
Sango disappeared into the kitchen with her mother. He was supposed to go into the living room
with her father and brother and wait for the tea. He shuddered: there would be no witnesses
there. �So, Miroku, my daughter tells me
you minored in Japanese history.�
�Yes, sir.� He wasn�t sure if he should be happy or
worried that the older male had decided to put his arm around his
shoulder. Yes, it was an act of
friendship, but it also meant her father could put him in a head lock if he so
wished.
�Then you will love
these.� They stopped in a cabinet filled
with different midevil weapons. �My
family was originally into youkai exterminations, but when they integrated, we
had to adapt. We haven�t lost our
roots. We are all proficient in these
ancient weapons,� Mr. Kizu lovingly
petted his katana.�
�Mr. Kizu��
�Please, call me Youkio.�
�Youkio��
�I have one warning and one
warning for you, boy!� He turned Miroku
towards him, death grip on his shoulder, �You hurt my baby girl; I hurt
you. You make her happy, no one will
ever bother you again. Do I make myself
clear?�
�Perfectly sir.� Miroku whimpered.
�That�s perfect.�
�You better not be threatening
him, daddy.� Sango protested as she
entered the living room with a tray filled with cups. Her mother was a few steps behind her with
the tea.
�No, I was just bragging about
Kohaku�s sharp shooting. Mai, do we have
tomatoes? Let�s give Miroku a little
demonstration.�
�We don�t have tomatoes, but if
Kohaku doesn�t mind cutting the watermelon I got for dessert, we can use that.�
�Oh, you are going to love
this, Miroku.� Sango beamed. �Kohaku can slice a watermelon in half from
fifty feet away!�
�Wow!� Miroku swallowed hard. What had he gotten himself into?
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I was going to drag out the
argument between Kagome and Inu Yasha out for another chapter, but in honor of
the marriage of the Prince of Spain to Leticia, I decided to give Inu a
break. I�m so happy, I have a new
princess, though it should have been me.
Oh well, it�s a true Cinderella story.
He is a prince and she a respected journalist, whose grandfather is a
taxi driver. Thanks Meche for correcting
this.
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