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It All Started On A Rainy Night [New Chapter!]	By : Aurizan Category: InuYasha > General Views: 4787 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
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Disclaimer: Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi. But Takara and other OCs are mine.
Note: Here it is! The Prologue to Act II. Thank you FallenAngel2010 for your review! I’m really glad that you like the story and that I managed to give them human qualities but still stayed true to their characters – well at least in the Act I. I hope I keep it up in Act II XD
Excuse Errors and Enjoy!

Inuyasha strolled into his living room. He navigated himself towards the bar in the dark and flicked a switch causing tiny headlights to light it up. He quickly filled a glass with bourbon and tossed it into his mouth. Inuyasha sighed in relief, the bourbon leaving a burning trail in his throat. He loosened his tie and refilled his glass. He took a sip before propping himself on the counter and pressed the cold glass against his forehead.
Ever since this morning Inuyasha had been spotting a headache. It threatened to split his head in two and only got worse throughout the day. Thinking back, Inuyasha should have stayed in bed. The first sign was when he woke up and realized he was late for work. It wasn’t bad enough that his head felt heavy and slow, his eyes were bloodshot and dry. The skin on his back was raw and sore from all the scratching Kagome did when he - lack of politer words - fucked her like a brute.
The second sign came when Inuyasha finally managed to drag himself out of bed - hitting his toe against the bedside table in the process - and jumped into the shower. He stood underneath the beating warm water for a long time hoping to ease the tension in his head before getting out. He got dressed, made coffee, gathered his things then proceed to leave his home when he took one step outside his door a bird soared pass him and took a dump on his suit.
When Inuyasha arrived three hours late for work he was already in a foul mood and it got fouler when his secretary told him about a broad meeting he was late to.
Inuyasha didn’t think the day could get worse. Unfortunately Inuyasha was wrong.
It was around lunchtime when shit really hit the fan. Inuyasha was stuck in the boring broad meeting. His stomach growled every other second in hunger when an associate popped her head in and told them about the broadcast.
From there on the day was simply, purely hell!
"I see your day was as great as mine."
Inuyasha lazily raised his gaze and blinked. He squinted his eyes and found Kagome sitting in the dark. He saw her reach to her side and suddenly the room flooded in light. Inuyasha winced when a spike surge shot through his eyes and exploded in his head. "Fuck Kags, turn off the fucking lights!"
"Sorry about that."
Inuyasha cursed underneath his breath and blinked away the tears. He could have sworn he felt his head crack. When his eyes finally adjusted to the light he saw the bruise on Kagome’s left cheek. It was swollen and darkened into a blue-purple hue. "I see you met Kara and things didn’t go so well."
"I’m off Ayame’s bridal party."
"Keh! I’m not surprised. Kara and Ayame have always been close. It was obvious Ayame would choose Kara over you."
"I would have still appreciated if Ayame heard me out before jumping to any conclusions."
Inuyasha snorted and drank the rest of his drink. Kagome’s jaw flexed sending a jolt of pain throughout the side of her face. She groaned at the sudden pain and Inuyasha didn’t notice it.
Instead he poured his third drink.
"I saw her daughter today..." Kagome stated casually, wanting to see if she could get a reaction from Inuyasha.
And she got one.
She saw how he stiffened. The glass in his hand stilled for a moment before he brought to his lips with a trembling hand. "Yeah..."
"Yeah...she is beautiful. She looks like a Taishou. Has the sliver hair and I’m sure she has the golden eyes too."
Inuyasha stiffened even more. His grip around the glass tightened, threaten to break it. He lifted his head and stared with narrowed eyes at Kagome. "So? What you getting at, Kagome? Stop fucking around."
"Oh, sorry. I thought you would be curious."
"Keh! I don’t give a damn about that girl!"
"Really? And here I thought you hoped Yuki was yours."
"Fuck you, Kagome."
"Fuck you? Nah Inuyasha, I fucked you last night but when was the last time you fucked Kara?"
Inuyasha choked on his drink. "Excuse me?!"
"You heard me Inuyasha."
"What the hell does that matter?!" Inuyasha yelled and grimaced when his head rung because of the loud volume. He pressed a hand against his forehead and felt the sweat beads on his palm. The alcohol wasn’t working fast enough. It hadn’t numbed his headache yet.
"Because Inuyasha, Yuki looks to be around five and has all of the Taishou’s features," Kagome paused so her words would sink in and see if Inuyasha understood what she was implying but clearly the bourbon was slowing him down. "Inuyasha, are you getting what I’m saying?"
"Keh! No and I don’t care!"
"You don’t? Oh then forget then everything I said," Kagome shrugged and stretched out her long limbs, rising from the armchair. "I just thought that since you were hoping Yuki was yours and you were dating Kara five years ago who knows what could have happened..."
"What?"
"You just don’t get it, do you Inuyasha?" Kagome laughed, shaking her head. "Think very carefully. What did I just say?"
It took more than a second. Nearly ten before Kagome’s words finally clicked. The glass slid from Inuyasha’s hand and fell over, spilling the bourbon out onto the bar. His eyes widened. He stared at her with big confused eyes. He swept a hand over his mouth and tried to speak but ended up gaping like fish. Kagome nodded and folded her arms across her chest.
"You mean that I..."
"That’s right, Inuyasha. There is a possibility Yuki is yours and not Sesshoumaru’s. For five years Kara might have denied you the right to be with your daughter and if I was you I wouldn’t allow more time to pass. So I ask again when was the last time you slept with Kara?"

"Ayameee! I don’t need this. Sesshoumaru will arrive any moment and I need to get ready."
"Kara, you look fine. I’m sure Sesshoumaru will have a hard time keeping his hands off you."
"Ayame?!"
"What?" Ayame wondered, throwing Kara an innocent smile over her shoulder. "Would that be bad? Hn, I wouldn’t be surprised if you didn’t come home tonight."
Kara’s eyes widened. She was about to tell Ayame off when the memory of Sesshoumaru kissing her flashed in her mind and her heart fluttered in her chest. Kara clamped her mouth shut and looked away.
Ayame chuckled and opened the fridge. "Let’s see, lets see...where are you?" She leaned further into the fridge and scanned the fridge’s contents. She muttered to herself and leaned in little more when she found her object and gave off a high-pitched joyful squeal causing Kara to jump in her seat. "A-ha! I found it! I found it!" Ayame turned around and waved a bottle of red wine with a wide grin.
"I don’t think that’s a good idea Ayame."
"Psh! It’s just one glass Kara."
"Really Ayame, I don’t need any wine. I just need to-"
"-Relax," Ayame cut in. She quickly walked over to the kitchen counter and opened a top shelf. She took out two wine glasses, pulled out a wine opener from a drawer then headed back to Kara. She took a seat across from Kara and began working on opening the red wine. "It’s obviously we need to calm you or you will be a tight noose the entire evening and we wouldn’t want to give Sesshoumaru any ideas on how to loosen you up, ne?"
Kara blinked when Ayame wiggled her eyebrows. She snorted and shook her head, smiling despite herself. Ayame poured the wine into the two glasses and placed one in front of Kara. "And don’t worry Kara, you won’t be drunk when Sesshoumaru arrives."
"That’s exactly what I’m afraid of."
"What? That you are going to get drunk or the dinner?"
"The dinner. I don’t understand what’s there to talk about?"
"I can name few things but I think Yuki will be a hot topic."
Kara sighed and lifted the glass to her mouth. The rice taste filled her mouth and slid over her tongue, down her throat. "Yeah, yeah, I know. I just," Kara paused, this time drinking more than a sip. Ayame raised an eyebrow but Kara didn’t notice. "He wants to discuss important matters. What does that mean? Should I worry?"
"I don’t know Kara. I mean Sesshoumaru has every right to be upset. You waited five years before telling him about Yuki."
"I know. I know. I didn’t mean for that to happen! I was going to tell him...I just...I just couldn’t..."
"Because you were scared."
"Terrified, Ayame!" Kara exclaimed and laughed, the laughter hollow and mirthless. "You know how Sesshoumaru is. He is so unreadable at times and I...I didn’t know what to do. He never talked about having a family of his own when we grew up. If anything Sesshoumaru seemed to resent the very idea and I didn’t want to force him to be a father."
"But isn’t that backwards?"
"What is?" Kara asked, drinking what was left in the glass when the doorbell rang.
Kara choked on her red wine and coughed. Ayame turned her head just as Yuki yelled daddy from the living room. "Looks like your date has arrived."
"Shit, he is here!"
Ayame turned her head back and laughed when she saw the panicked look on Kara’s face. "Jeez, calm down Kara."
"Easy for you to say!"
"Mummy?! Daddy is here!"
Kara’s chest tightened. Sesshoumaru was there. He had finally arrived.
"Kara, don’t look so worried. I’m sure everything will work out fine tonight."
Kara glanced at Ayame but didn’t say anything. She hadn’t told Ayame the real reason behind her concern.
The kiss.
Kara always thought the attraction was one-sided on her part but by the way Sesshoumaru kissed her back made Kara wonder...
Would Ayame understand why she felt agitated? So rattled right down to the core?
"We should go and greet our guest." Kara watched Ayame drink the last of her wine then rose from her chair. She stretched her arms above her head, groaning loudly while cranking her neck left and right.
Kara opened her mouth to voice her concern when they heard Yuki yell again. Kara bit her lip and cut her gaze to the side then left the kitchen with a heavy sigh.

The car’s engine suddenly hummed when it slowed down at the lights.
Kara shook her head and woke up from her thoughts. She sat up and leaned away from the passenger window. She threw her driver a quick look when she heard him hum along to a song on the radio. She had expected Sesshoumaru to pick her up but instead his steward Jaken came. He looked to be the same age as her father’s steward, Myouga-jiji. He wore a dark suit with a matching dark hat. When he introduced himself at Kouga’s he took the hat off and revealed a baldhead. He didn’t have a crown of hair with a bald centre like Myouga-jiji. He wore glasses over his big eyes and walked with a wooden cane.
Kara had met Jaken the day before and was surprised to see him. She enquired about Sesshoumaru and Jaken insured her he was fine and had been held up because of a problem. What the problem was all about Jaken didn’t say.
He turned on the street and drove up pass black gates. Kara’s eyes nearly popped out of her sockets when Jaken parked the limousine in Sesshoumaru’s driveway.
Great. Just fucking great.
She heard Jaken get out of the car and waited for him to come to her side. Kara cursed underneath her breath. She should have guessed this would happen. Sesshoumaru was a private person and where else would a private person hold a private and important dinner rather then his own home?
But even though Kara knew this, it seemed a part of her - a large part of her - hoped to prove her wrong and in the end it seemed Kara was only fooling herself.
The passenger door opened and Kara stepped out of the car. She filled her lungs with the crispy air and exhaled it. She could smell the humid in the air and pulled her coat tighter around her when the wind rushed by, tossing her curls around. Kara popped her collar and took in the sight of Sesshoumaru’s house, or mansion. The first time Kara saw the house she was surprised. She thought Sesshoumaru still stayed at the penthouse apartment since he never told her that he moved. It wasn’t as big as the Touga residence. Maybe little too big for a single man but for a family of three...
Oh no, you did not go there, Kara!
Kara shook her head and began walking up to the house. Jaken had already opened the front door. He moved surprisingly fast even though he had a cane. Oh well, Kara thought, whatever went down would happen in privacy and away from prying eyes. Just then the front door closed behind her. The sound sounded loud and ominous in her ears causing her heart to speed up.
"Takara-dono?"
And nobody will come to your rescue...
"Takara-dono?"
"Uh?" Kara turned around. Jaken stared at her and blinked, his heavy eyelids falling over his big yellow eyes.
"Your coat, please."
"Oh! Right! My coat!" Kara tried to laugh it off, ease her jittery nerves. Jaken blinked and took her coat with an awkward smile.
Kara turned away from Jaken, her cheeks burning. She rubbed her hands over her arms and looked around the foyer. She expected to see Sesshoumaru but instead she was greeted by a dark and quiet house.
"If you follow me, I will take you to Sesshoumaru-sama."
Kara nodded and followed Jaken. They entered the spacious living room and Kara let her gaze roam around. The room was furnished in light colours and with delicate items. The carpet and couch were light grey, nearly a white hue and there was a vase filled with pink lilies on the coffee table. It was obvious a man with no kids lived there and Kara had a hard time seeing Yuki growing up in the house without few changes.
There you go again.
Jaken led Kara through the still room. The quietness began to bother Kara. It was too quiet, too still. Come to think about it, the house was exactly as quiet the first time Kara was there. She hadn’t seen any servants and figured it was simply their day off.
"Jaken, where are all the servants?"
"Sesshoumaru-sama doesn’t have any servants, Takara-dono."
"What do you mean?"
Jaken turned his head and stared at her with his big eyes. "Akiko and I are Sesshoumaru-sama’s only servants." He turned away and stopped at a glass door that led out to the patio. He slid it aside and let Kara stepped out first.
"Good. You are here."
Kara turned her head and Sesshoumaru stepped into her line of vision. She blinked. All Kara could do was blink. She swallowed when Sesshoumaru walked towards her. Her gaze dropped to his long legs clad in black slacks and moved upwards, over the maroon striped dress-shirt that stretched across his lean chest. Kara sighed shakily and forced her eyes to lock with Sesshoumaru. "H-hey...I hope you haven’t waited long."
"Not at all," Sesshoumaru stopped at an arm’s length and gave her an once-over. Kara’s stomach did somersaults. She ran a hand down the front of her dress trying to mask her worry. He had said dress classy and Kara hoped she was classy enough.
"Jaken,"
"Hai, Sesshoumaru-sama?"
Sesshoumaru’s golden eyes left her and moved over her shoulder. "You can retire for the evening."
"Hai."
"You are leaving?!" Kara exclaimed and nearly cringed when she heard the high pitch in her voice.
"Hai Takara-dono. I bid you a pleased evening." Jaken bowed, clicking his heels together. He shut the glass door then turned around to leave.
Kara’s throat closed up as she watched Jaken go. The panic that had been kept at bay was growing each passing second as Jaken got further, further away, the sound of his cane a distant echoing sound.
"Let’s begin the evening." Kara tensed, nearly jumped out of her skin when Sesshoumaru placed a light hand on her lower back and led her to her chair. He pulled it out for her and Kara braced herself for his touch when he pushed the chair in.
As expected a light brush from his fingertips was enough for her breath to hitch.
Kara looked away when Sesshoumaru moved away and suddenly it was much easier to breathe.
Her eyes glided over the table setting. A dinner for two. The finest silverware had been placed out on a purple tablecloth. The dinner was already served and waited underneath sliver lids. Two empty wineglasses and a bottle of wine waited to be poured. Kara was a bit surprised by the intimacy. The layout felt almost romantic. Thankfully the light came from surrounding lanterns instead of candles.
"Wow, I wasn’t expecting this..."
"I had booked reservations at the Black Tulip but had to cancel."
"The Black Tulip?" Kara whistled. The Black Tulip was a highly exclusive restaurant located high in the Hasegawa building. Touga would sometimes take the family there when he had exciting news or wanted to celebrate. "That would’ve been nice."
"Another time then."
Sesshoumaru cast Kara a look before taking a seat. Kara shifted nervously in her seat and dropped her gaze when her face flushed.
"Some wine?"
"Yes, please."
Kara felt Sesshoumaru’s eyes on her when he leaned forward and grabbed the bottle of wine. She kept her eyes on the wine as it got poured and fumbled with her hands on her lap. Kara knew it wasn’t a very good idea to drink more wine seeing how she and Ayame had a glass before she came but the tight knot in her stomach was making her nauseous and dizzy. She desperately needed something to calm her nerves and Kara knew if she was going to endure this evening she would need alcohol to loosen up.
Kara reached for the glass of wine as soon Sesshoumaru was done and took a long sip. She licked her lips and sighed softly, her body instantly relaxing.
"How is Yuki?"
"Fine. She says hi." Kara smiled, throwing Sesshoumaru a quick glance. "Jaken mentioned you had some problems, is everything alright?"
"It is now."
Kara looked up and caught his stare. She willed her body not to tremble in her seat when he took a sip of the wine, his golden eyes locked with hers over the brim. Kara dropped her gaze to the red liquid swirling her glass and tried to still her beating heart. "Go ahead and eat." Sesshoumaru gestured towards the hidden meal.
Kara nodded and took off the lid.
He remembers.
A wide smile spread across her lips when Kara inhaled the delicious aroma from her meal and her stomach growled, clenching in anticipation. "Thank you Sesshoumaru. It’s been awhile since I had katsudon."
"You welcome."
Kara watched Sesshoumaru reveal his dinner and nearly burst out laughing when she saw Sesshoumaru’s dinner. His favourite. Unadon, grilled eel with rice and vegetables
Some things never changes.
Kara took a sip of her wine before taking her first bite. "So Jaken told me he and an Akiko-san are you only servants."
"Hm."
"Isn’t that a bit harsh to let two people take care of this big house?"
"No."
Kara blinked and stared at Sesshoumaru. "Really? Don’t you remember the problems dad had with a staff of only twelve people?"
"The Taishou residence is three times the size of my house. Plus I’m rarely here and don’t use all the rooms."
Kara nodded and took another bit of her food. She moaned when the flavours exploded in her mouth and filled her taste buds. The taste was familiar and delicious. Kara took one more bit and moaned again. She lifted her head and she noticed Sesshoumaru hadn’t touched his food instead his eyes were trained on her face. Kara stopped chewing and felt her entire face heat up. She swallowed her portion awkwardly and cut her gaze to the wine before quickly reaching for it and nearly tipped the glass over but Kara managed to get her shaky hand under control before disaster struck and drank some.
She sighed in relief, fully aware Sesshoumaru was watching her, and cleared her throat. "So is Jaken your Myouga-jiji?"
"Hm."
"How did you meet?"
"He was being robbed and I helped him."
"What?!"
"It was nothing," Sesshoumaru picked up one piece of the grilled eel and dipped it in a little bowl filled with sweet sauce. "The thief was simply in my way and I got ride of him. Jaken felt indebted and pledged his life to me. At the time I needed a servant so it was convenient."
The whole tale was spoken in a deadpanned voice. Sesshoumaru’s face and tone were completely void of any emotion as if he was reading of a shopping list. Kara shook her head and chuckled. Only Sesshoumaru would find a robbery to be a complete nonsense and the very thought that person who was nearly robbed felt indebt probably didn’t make any sense since the thief, as Sesshoumaru put it, had been an obstacle and he had gotten ride of the obstacle.
"Yeah...but still when did this happen? You never told me this in any of your emails."
"Shortly after you left."
Kara nodded and drank her wine, musing. Her game plan was to delay the talk as much as possible. But since she was dealing with Sesshoumaru she knew any conversation she tried to stir up could easily be shutdown by his short - dry - answers.
But it didn’t hurt to try!
"Oh right when Jaken picked me up, he told me you were held up because of a problem," Kara lifted her head after placing her glass down and her eyes met his. Kara came off herself, her words trailing off to a stop.
The mood by the dinner shifted. The golden in Sesshoumaru’s eyes hypnotized her and pulled her in, causing her body to alight with desire. Kara groaned inwardly when her heat throbbed and pressed her thighs together. Sesshoumaru looked delicious. Teasing her with flashes of his pale skin seen underneath the unbutton shirt.
Sesshoumaru held her stare and ran his fingertips up and down the wine’s length. The action so mindless...and yet so heated...
It’s the wine, Kara. Snap out of it!
Kara cleared her throat and tried to shake off her thoughts. "Eh...yeah, what was it about?"
"Our regular photographer came down with something and had to cancel tomorrow‘s shooting."
"The photo shoot for the winter collection?"
"Hm."
"What’s the theme?"
Sesshoumaru stopped stroking the wine’s length and raised the glass to his mouth. He stopped when the glass was inches from his lips and smirked. "Hn, you’ll just have to wait and see."
Kara bit her lip and looked away. The wine was beginning to work its magic. After two glasses it was only a matter of the time. Not only was her body melting into a warm puddle but the walls she build up were beginning to dissolve and suppressed feelings. No. Suppressed needs were resurfacing...
Kara breathed out slowly and let her gaze move over the garden. There wasn’t much to see though to the dark but she could hear the sound of a Souzu placed out somewhere in the garden. The sound calming and reminding Kara she was once again home.
"I have to say I was surprised when you told me you were going to follow through with your plan," Kara suddenly spoke up. She saw Sesshoumaru looked up from his food from the corner of her eye. "I always known you had an eye for fashion but when you left for university to read business development I figured you had given up on the idea and would work for dad."
"I did work for him."
"Yeah, a little while. What changed your mind?"
"You did."
"I did?"
Sesshoumaru nodded and ran a hand through his hair. Kara’s eyes followed the motion and watched the silver strands fall back to their place. "Seeing you go overseas and pursuit your dreams despite Touga-sama’s wishes changed my mind."
"Yeah...he wasn’t exactly over the moons when I told him I wanted to study art." Kara smiled sadly.
She remembered all to well the look on Touga’s face when she told him she wanted to study art overboard. The disappointment he tried to hide in his topaz eyes.
He urged her to reconsider and perhaps study something more beneficial for the future in Japan, instead of flying off to Italy and study art but when Kara got the scholarship she saw her chance and left.
Thinking about her parents, Kara’s heart grew heavy. She tried calling them but neither was answering. She desperately wanted to hear their voices. Just hear how they doing. How they left things last night...left her feeling uneasy but when she tried reaching Touga at his office they told her he was busy and couldn’t be disturbed. Even the servants at the residence blow her off repeating the same when she tried reaching her mother.
"Kara?"
"Uh?"
"Is everything alright?"
"Yea...why wouldn’t it?"
"You seemed distracted for a moment. Isn’t the food to your pleasing?"
"What? No!" Kara took a huge bite of her food and looked at Sesshoumaru, chewing noticeably. The corners of his mouth twitched and Kara’s heart fluttered in her chest. She dropped her gaze, her cheeks burning. That was the first time since the dinner started she saw a hint of his smile.
Kara swallowed her bite with wine and noticed her glass was empty. Sesshoumaru leaned forward and refilled it. "What were you thinking just now?"
"About mum and dad. I tried calling them earlier this morning but I couldn’t get hold of them."
"I’m sure they are fine."
"Yeah but still...I would feel so much better hearing that from them. I just feel awful for not telling them about the press conference and the way we left things last night..."
"How did Yuki take it?"
"Great. I don’t think she really understood what it was all about and was more excited seeing you on the TV."
"Earlier Yuki mentioned a boy, Marco. Who is he?"
Kara smiled. "It’s a boy at her kindergarten. He has a crush on her and tried to kiss Yuki before we left but Yuki flat-out refused him."
"Smart girl."
"Marco is a sweet boy, Sesshoumaru. He and Yuki are close friends or used to be. Don’t know how things will be now that he tried to kiss her...anyway Marco’s family are close friends of mine too."
"Close friends?"
"Yea. Marco’s Uncle Daniel is a painter. He is really good, very daring though. He likes bold colours and themes. He likes forcing his audience to use their own imagination and draw their own conclusion. He sells some of his painting at the gallery and whenever I’m too busy and can’t pick Yuki up Sophia, Daniel’s sister, Marco’s mother that is, steps in."
"I see," Sesshoumaru took a sip of his wine. Kara glanced down at her wine then returned her gaze. Sesshoumaru was still nursing his first drink while she was on her third. "How did you meet? Through work?"
"No. We shared a course one semester and...hit it off."
"So you were involved with this Daniel?"
"There was a time when we were together..."
"But no more?"
Kara furrowed and stared at Sesshoumaru. Was it just her but didn’t Sesshoumaru’s tone take on an edgy note?
"It didn’t work out."
"How so?"
How could it when I have been marked as yours ever since that night?
Kara shrugged and leaned back in her chair. "Don’t know. We are still close today so who knows? Maybe someday..." Kara added, looking at Sesshoumaru.
He nodded without looking at her and drank more of his wine. Her eyes followed his hand as he took a sip, the muscles in his throat moving when he swallowed. His tongue darted out and licked any remains off his reddened lips. Kara barely noticed her breath had shortened and was shallower.
How could she?
Sesshoumaru’s magnetism was so compelling and forceful that Kara fought the urge to jump across the table and replace the wine glass pressed against his lips with her lips.
Kara curled her hands into tight fists, her nails digging into her skin. She forced her gaze away before Sesshoumaru caught her staring and swept a hand over her forehead and sure enough there were sweat beads. "You then Sesshoumaru? Seeing anybody special?"
"No."
"Really?" Sesshoumaru looked up at her tone. Kara cocked an eyebrow and grinned leisurely. "I saw in some magazine that you were dating a model. I think her name was...Sara."
"Sara and I have ended our acquaintance. I’m seeing no one at the moment."
"Good," Kara said without thinking and saw Sesshoumaru cock an eyebrow. A smirk spread across his lips when she realized how it sounded. "By good, I meant a lot is happening and changing for Yuki and to introduce her to another person in such short notice is asking a lot from her."
"I agree," Sesshoumaru paused, moving his gaze to the side and stared off into the distance. The light from the lanterns gave him a soft glow. His long silver hair fell over his shoulders, framed his face and obscured his eyes. "Yukiyuri is a smart girl. You brought up a good girl, Kara."
"Oh...thank you." Kara blushed.
"But that doesn’t excuse you for keeping her away from me." Sesshoumaru said, snapping his golden gaze at her. Kara’s smile fell off her face. Shit! She walked right into that one.
A pregnant silence fell over the couple. Expanding over the dinner and filling the patio. Kara swallowed thickly and reached for her wine but Sesshoumaru stopped her before she could, causing sparks to shoot up her arm and gather into a heated pool in her lower belly. Kara snatched her hand back and cradled it to her chest.
"I want to know everything from the beginning. When did you figure out your pregnant?"
Kara’s shoulders dropped. Defeated at her own game. She nibbled her lip and looked away. "...it took some time before I figure it out. I was...I was barely functioning. The break up with Inu," Kara dropped her head and felt her throat close up. Even after five years it still hurt to speak his name. It brought up so much raw pain and hurt, along with bad memories from a dark period in her life. "I thought I was throwing up, being sick, because of stress. Being foreign and starting over in a new school does things to you, you know. I didn’t even notice my period stopped coming. Then one day I-I," Kara swallowed and felt a lump in her throat. She cleared her throat and prayed her voice wouldn’t crack in mid-sentence.
"Then one day I fainted in class. I was rushed to the hospital and later told I was pregnant."
"Has Inuyasha’s mother always known?"
"No...Not at first," Kara paused. She glanced at her wine then at Sesshoumaru. When he didn’t make move to stop her, Kara reached for the glass of wine and saw her hand shake. Kara didn’t need to look at Sesshoumaru to know he was watching her.
He always did.
Those brilliant golden eyes never missed a beat.
The same brilliant golden eyes watched every expression she made. Saw how her jaw clenched, her brows crinkling when another surge shot from her core, flicks of electricity coursing through her nerve system, causing her toes to curl and her hips to shake. Same eyes were attentive to the moans she made. Attentive to the way her hips pushed and lifted to meet his thrusts. Even though her eyes were close Kara could feel those golden eyes burn through her eyelids. The heated gaze moved all over her body, leaving caressing sensations all over her burning skin.
Never had Kara felt so alive, as glorious as she did in that moment.
Sesshoumaru’s thrusts came faster, more forceful as his cock grew heavier and denser. So so close, only few more thrusts and both would reach their goal.
Her nails dug into his arms as she tightened around him. Ready to explode.
So so close...
"Kara?"
Kara sat up with a start and knocked her glass over. The red wine spilled over the table and onto her shoes. Kara yelped and slid back from the table, her eyes widening as she stared at the spilled wine with dismay.
Sesshoumaru came to her side. "Are you alright?" He grabbed a napkin off the table and bent down to wipe the wine off her legs and shoes. He lifted up one leg and the heat from his hands on her skin was her undoing.
"Yeah, yeah, I’m fine." Yanking her leg out of his grip, Kara rose from her chair and stepped back, wrapping her arms around her, forming an invisible shield around her. "Sorry about that. I didn’t mean to."
"It’s alright. It seemed only the tablecloth and your shoes were affected. Take your seat."
Kara heard the command in his words and reluctantly sat down. She turned her legs away from the wet mess and her dress slid down her thigh. Sesshoumaru shifted in his seat and Kara glanced at him to see him look away when she pulled her dress down.
"You said Inuyasha’s mother didn’t know?" Kara shook her head no. "I’m surprised she didn’t tell Inuyasha."
"Hm."
"How come?" Kara shrugged, her gaze looking everywhere but him. Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes. "Up until last night that onna thought Inuyasha was Yuki’s father meaning you never told her about us and even though you are Yuki’s mother, she isn’t that kind of person would turn a blind eye when it came to keeping her grandchild away from her presumably father. Wouldn’t you agree?"
"..."
"So how did you convince her?"
"No, dammit! I will take this baby and disappear! Don’t think I don’t have the resources to do so mother!"
"Ta-takara..."
"If you so much breathe a fucking word to him or father, I’m out of your life! You hear me?! Gone!"
Her rosy lips parted in a gasp. She stared at her with wide teary brown eyes filled with fear and shock. She glanced away and swallowed before nodding slowly. "I swear...I swear will never tell them. Inuyasha and your father will never know." Izayoi bowed her head and her hair fell over her face but Kara saw a tear run down her cheek, sealing the deal.
"Kara?" Sesshoumaru tried to reach her across the table.
Kara’s eyes darted around. She shook her head and shot to her feet. "I...I can’t do this..."
"Kara,"
Kara stepped away from the table and turned around, heading towards the exit. She couldn’t stand being there anymore. She needed to get away. The smells were suffocating. The night surrounding them seemed to close in. She couldn’t breathe. Kara didn’t want to remember. She didn’t want to remember the person she turned into five years ago. She wasn’t going to tell Sesshoumaru how cruelly she treated Izayoi that day. How she viciously used her mother’s weakness against her and made sure Yuki was kept a secret.
What child does that to their mother?
Kara made to the glass door. Her hand brushed the door’s handle when Sesshoumaru appeared behind her and placed a hand on her shoulder. Kara yelped and jumped. She spun around and her dark eyes collided with his golden orbs. They shone brightly and intensely in the dark.
"Kara-"
"-No! I’m not telling you, Sesshoumaru!"
"Kara I need to know in order to protect you and Yuki."
"Bullshit!" Kara snapped and pushed Sesshoumaru away. "If anything you are probably thrilled I lied and placed mum in such predicament. Don’t think I don’t know how much you resent her!"
"My feelings concerning that onna means nothing-"
"-But they do!" Kara cried. She stepped back and stumbled against the glass door. "I don’t understand what this has to do with anything!"
Sesshoumaru bore his golden eyes into hers and Kara couldn’t stop the many chills that raced through her body. Even in this tense moment, sparks about to fly off each and every direction, she desired him.
Damn him!
"I’m trying to make sense out of this, Takara."
"Fine! I gave her an ultimatum. I never told mum the reason behind mine and Inuyasha’s break-up but something told me she knew so I used mum’s weakness against her, okay? That’s all! I don’t - won’t talk more about it!"
The patio fell into a heavy silence. Even though the area was heated up, Kara felt cold to the bone. Kara didn’t want to remember. She didn’t want to acknowledge inside her there was a person filled with so much contempt and vile that it made her skin crawl.
Kara didn’t want to remember how she took it all out on the least deserving person and for what reason? Because she was so full guilt and shame. How could she tell her mother she slept with Sesshoumaru and the baby she was carrying was his? What would Izayoi say? Think of her?
Kara couldn’t handle seeing the disgust and disappointment in her mother’s eyes so what did Kara do?
Used her mother’s love against her. Knowing her mother would support her even though Kara wasn’t telling her everything.
"So is Yuki mine?"
Kara snapped out of her thoughts. She blinked and stared at Sesshoumaru bewildered. She wasn’t sure she heard him right but did he just ask her...
"What?"
"You heard me, Takara."
Kara shook her head. Disbelief filled her. She didn’t just hear him say...
"It’s an obvious question, Takara."
"W-why would you ask me that?"
Sesshoumaru stepped towards him and Kara pressed herself up against the glass door. Sesshoumaru never used her full name. Just like Touga, he only used it when he was serious. Like now.
Questioning her about Yuki’s paternity.
Kara’s body shook. Out of fury or hurt, she didn’t know. So many emotions were cutting her up. Her stomach rolled and Kara pressed a hand to her mouth. "So you believe Kagome? You think I don’t know who the father to my baby is?!"
"I didn’t ask you out of spite. When people realize Yuki was conceived around the time you and Inuyasha were dating, don’t you think they will wonder the same?"
"I...I," Kara shook her head and felt a sob lodged in her throat. She squeezed her eyes shut when her eyes began to sting. She wasn’t going to cry. Not in front of him.
"I...I never thought that you...that you would ask, even think..."
"Kara-"
"-You," Kara growled and pinned Sesshoumaru with a fierce glare. "You think I would pass on my child to the next best thing, huh? Why? Because I hate Inuyasha and want to get back at him?" Kara fumbled behind her and found the glass door’s handle. She turned around and slid the door aside with a snap. "Not that it’s any of your businesses but Inuyasha and I stopped being intimated a long time ago. I guess he was getting what he needed from Kagome and didn’t need me anymore."
Kara stepped through the door and snapped it shut behind her.
"Kara!" She heard Sesshoumaru yell behind her but Kara didn’t stop. She moved quickly through the living room and hurried towards the front door. She was leaving. Nothing Sesshoumaru said or did would make her stop. Even forgive him.
It hurt...it hurt to hear him question her about Yuki’s paternity. If Sesshoumaru hated the idea so much he could have told her right away and Kara would have never told Yuki. If she ever asked about her father Kara would have simply told Yuki her father was dead. Because that’s what Sesshoumaru was. Dead. He died the very moment he questioned Yuki’s paternity, her integrity.
Kara held back her sobs and wiped her eyes. "...damn you...damn you, Sesshoumaru!"
Kara stepped into the foyer, few steps away from the front door. She felt light-headed and...off. She could hear her heels clicking. Feel her body move swiftly but it took time for her brain to register it.
Great, I’m drunk.
Kara gritted her teeth and headed towards the wardrobe to get her coat. She opened the door when a hand slammed it shut and got spun around, pushed up against the door. Kara gasped and shot her head up, about to give Sesshoumaru a piece of her mind when she saw the heated look in his eyes and her words fell flat.
Kara swallowed and braced herself.
Oh shit, I’m in for it now.

There you go!
Until next time - Have a Great Summer!
Japanese Words:
Katsudon - A Japanese dish. A bowl of rice topped with a breaded pork cutlet, egg and onions.
Unadon - A Japanese dish with bowl of rice grilled eel coated with a sweet sauce and vegetables
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