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Chapter List
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Disclaimer: Inuyasha and
characters belong to Rumiko Takahashi. I�m just messing with them and making no
money out of it.
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Domestication

Chapter 3: A Fall Story

There comes a time in
a person�s life when the devil comes and hands out a favor in exchange for
one�s soul. For Hitomi Kagewaki, a young heir, it happened once upon a time in
autumn. As he lay on the dry ground paralyzed by the multiple gunshot wounds,
he spent his last hours vacantly staring at the descending rust colored leaves.
When his sight had become blurry, his weakened eyes gradually closed for the
eternal sleep. The vision of the falling leaves now became akin to a dream.
This is a
vicious world and for us true businessmen, we very well live on its greed. The words of his father flashed in his
memory. Bitterly smiling on its truth and irony, he slowly moved his head to
see the corpse of his father was a few meters away from him as the old business
tycoon was granted a swift death with a bullet in his head.
There was poetry in this death, his
thoughts mumbled. He had always thought that being as sickly as he was, he
would die soon and escape the shadow of his father. For as long as he could
remember, he was always despised by his father because of his weakness. He
wasn�t formidable enough to be the next patriarch of the Kagewaki clan, and the
thought of it ate him inside.
All of it was now laughable for
Hitomi. His expression momentarily sparkled on an inside joke: For all his
ailments, he had managed to outlive his father for a few hours. A pity though,
no one would know of it.
The soft rustling murmur of the
ground silenced his thoughts. Thinking that the murderers had returned to
finally finish the job, he readied himself for death.
The cackling whisper
of dried leaves sounded like human language as a shadow hovered on him. Cold
fingers cradled his head up and at that instant pain racked his body. Life was
swiftly leaving him and when he closed his eyes into darkness, a surge of light
appeared above, effortlessly pulling his weight up. He was about to go into the
light when a disembodied voice resonated through him, caressing like a frigid
wind. It talked to him and seduced him to go back, promising him of
unimaginable power, of worldly success, revenge--and of immortality. Quickly
pulling away from brightness, he swam towards the voice, eagerly clasping for
the tendrils that held him down.
Then Hitomi opened his eyes. A black
humanlike form smiled down on him. Before he could react, its other hand had
sunk deep into his chest and he could only scream in agony as it clenched
around his beating heart as if infusing itself into his very body. He rolled on
the ground; desperate to shake the creature off him, yet it became soft and
malleable, enveloping him like a black tar. Finally, like a black hole, it
digested his soul into the darkness.
A few moments later, a
young man with pale skin and wavy black hair, stepped out of the forest. It
looked like Hitomi Kagewaki, but it was not the young heir.
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Midnight.

The sleepless city
lights melded into the stars of the atmosphere and from one of the high rise
buildings, the ancient evil watched the wonder of the new world unfold before
him.
It was a lavish office
from where he had stood. His beautiful features reflected on the tinted glass
pane. He had lived in a different time, an era where demons and humans existed
separately and on that same period he was slain by a powerful demon. He did not
die but had only wandered aimlessly as a wraith only to be reborn through the
rich young man.
And as Hitomi
Kagewaki, he had lurked into this modern world, unnoticed even by the oldest of
demons, moving only through the machinations of his puppets and subordinates.
But opportunity had
presented itself and he knew it was a matter of time to step out of the shadows
and exact his revenge. Smiling quietly, he relished for that moment to arrive.
With feline grace, he
walked towards his desk and sat down on his expensive leather chair.
Meticulously picking up a pen from his organizer, he leaned back and casually
meditated.
Oh he could
wait. Thoughtfully, he
caressed the sleek pen on his bottom lip; but for now all he could do was to
write a love letter.

On that same night, the wolf demon
shifted on the couch. Kouga could hear the hanyou�s suppressed scream and
instantly he was on his feet. He was about to go to the bedroom when he
stopped.
It wasn�t his business. He
admonished himself. Kouga had known by now that the hanyou was very protective
about his identity and other personal matters. He didn�t even give Kouga his
name. The wolf demon had to discover it from other people on his investigation.
The information wasn�t really helpful since they usually call each other �Hey
you!� and a lot of colorful nouns and adjectives. In addition, since the hanyou
did not give his name, Kouga had no right to use it. The wolf demon respected
that decision and was fine with it.
However, this nightly disturbance
was regularly occurring and every time it happened, Inuyasha was in an
impossible mood the following morning.
So what now? Kouga pondered as he sat on the couch,
finally deciding that it was his business after all. Still he had second
thoughts on barging on that room.
Not long after, a plan formed in his
head and before he slept again, he wrote it down on a random piece of paper
lest he would forget when he woke up.

In the bedroom, Inuyasha listened
intently for the sounds, visualizing the wolf demon�s movements.
He had heard. The hanyou cursed for
being caught in the moment of his vulnerability. He should have been used to
his nightmares by now. But he found it hard to forget and old wounds had
resurfaced on the death of Kikyou.
In the darkness, he lifted his left
arm and intently gazed at the fresh self-inflicted scars. He had hurt himself
again. He gripped his arms so tight as he dreamt that his sharp nails pierced
his skin.
Will this ever end? In his silence, he held back his prayer,
knowing all too well that nothing would happen. He had given up hope a long time
ago and the only thing that kept him alive was vengeance.
Burrowing deep into the sheets to
feel their comforting warmth, the hanyou stared blankly on the darkness,
waiting for the dreadful images in his mind to vanish. His thoughts led him to
the wolf demon. That was a safe subject to contemplate.
He only knew certain things about
the young demon cop. First was that Kouga was impossibly stupid and forgetful.
Any person with average intellect could see that the wolf demon was getting the
low end of the bargain and Inuyasha was keen enough to exploit on that fact.
Hell, he cooked for him and went with him on the investigation, but that was
just about it. Kouga was ambitious, he could see that. But he was unlike other
ambitious people he had encountered, the type that would not hesitate to
trample others just to get their way. The wolf demon was often times
self-sacrificing, choosing to do the hard work rather than finding a sly easy
way to do the job. Inuyasha could recall the times that he and Kouga would
argue on the manner of interrogation. That idiot decided to read the person�s
rights first, while he on the other hand, wanted to intimidate and harass. They
ultimately looked comical, debating and finally getting physical in front of a
possible lead.
Inuyasha frowned in
recollection. It seemed that someone had already done the investigation and
they were merely following the tracks. There was this other cop and from what
he noticed, Kouga knew him.
Mentally wrenching in
frustration, he decided that it wasn�t helpful to conclude on assumptions.
Inuyasha realized that there was more to this investigation than meets the eye.
He himself had a few secrets to keep and the wolf may have forgotten to mention
several things from him.
�At breakfast...� he
mumbled, feeling his lids became heavy. His mind drifted on the possible menus
he would prepare and the last picture that flashed before he fell into
dreamless slumber was the image of the wolf-demon. He was acting like an
excited puppy with his lopsided grin and his wagging tail as he bounded into
the kitchen to devour the morning meal.
�Tsch. Baka.� Inuyasha
muttered in his sleep, his lips forming an amused smile.

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After finishing
breakfast, Kouga was in a light mood. Everything tasted lovely that he could
not help but make sounds of pleasure that eventually Inuyasha had to yell at
him to shut up.
�So,� Kouga drawled,
rubbing his stomach in satisfaction. �Where did you learn to cook?�
�An old nun taught me
when I was young,� Inuyasha replied in a clipped tone.
That didn�t faze
Kouga.
�Breakfast as usual was wonderful�� Kouga
baited, as if recalling the hanyou�s name.
Inuyasha could only
grimace, the wolf-demon�s words sounded like a bad pick-up line and he did not
like it one bit.
�Then clean the
dishes. I�m taking a bath.� Immediately
he rose from his chair leaving Kouga in a ruined mood.
It was then the
rapport turned sour. Kouga disdainfully stuck out his tongue at Inuyasha�s
back, wondering what the hell crawled up in the hanyou�s ass and died.
When the phone rang, Kouga
absentmindedly answered it realizing too late that he shouldn�t have picked up
the phone.
Quickly putting it back to the
receiver, Kouga called Inuyasha.
�Hey, dog turd. We have to get out
of here now!�
�Well tough nuts pal; I�m not coming
out of this bathroom for another hour.�
The door bell rang and Kouga could
only groan in despair. Giving the bathroom door a dirty look, Kouga quipped: �I
better not see some fucked up poetic vandals in there. Hear me!!�
�Fuck off and answer the door.�

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�Ah little brother, I�m so glad that
you have volunteered to babysit your nephews.� Akio, the second offspring of
the Ogami clan gave his youngest brother a sharp calculating grin as his four
young sons ran toward their uncle, giving his legs a tight hug before scurrying
inside the living room.
�You know I�m in the middle of an
important investigation,� Kouga hissed between his teeth.
�I also know that your boss
suspended you for a month.� Akio smugly added, ignoring Kouga�s sulky
expression. �That would mean that you have plenty of time on your hands.�
�Why oh why dear brother of mine
can�t you hire a professional babysitter?� Kouga sarcastically piped up.
�What and let some stranger spend
some time with my kids?�
Kouga rolled his eyes at his brother�s
exaggerated melodrama.
�Do you have any idea
how many cases I have dealt with concerning shady babysitters?� For added
emphasis, Akio clenched his younger brother�s shoulders. �No, I would feel a
lot better if they are with someone I trust.�
Yeah, right, Kouga skeptically retorted in his mind.
You�re just giving the same paranoid excuses to cover the fact that you�re an
absolute tightwad.
�What about Genjo?�
Kouga was referring to the third brother whom he knew had plenty of time on his
hands.
Akio recoiled as if
Kouga uttered something of taboo. Kouga knew all too well that Akio was very
touchy about the issue on Genjo---the third brother who used to be a monk, then
a Catholic priest and now re-living his life as an atheistic rake.
�He�s busy.� Akio�s
brows twitched, recalling that time when he had to send his children to a
psychiatrist to purge out certain vocabularies especially that four word that
started with �F�.
�What if they break
something?� Kouga countered.
�Nonsense,� Akio
flippantly waved his hand. �You have nothing expensive to break.�
�Oh,� the older Ogami
glanced at his watch. �I�m going to be late for my client�s settlement.�
�Hey, aniki, I also
have a favor to ask of you.�
Akio suspiciously
glanced at his young brother before committing himself.
�What is it?�
Kouga fished out a
piece of paper from his pocket and showed it to Akio. �Bring these things when
you come to fetch the kids.�
Looking over the list,
the older wolf mused.� Why do you need these kinds of junk?�
Akio resolved to shut
his mouth when he saw his younger brother�s face darken.
�Okay. I�ll tell Ma.
They�re probably still in the attic.�
When Akio left, Kouga
snapped in attention when a young distant voice shouted.
�Uncle Kouga!! There�s
a naked man in your bathroom!!!�
�GAAAHHH! Get out you
damned maggot before I kick you out!!�
Oh, crap.

�Uncle, what�s a
maggot?� one of his nephews tugged on his jeans.
�Er, it�s a baby fly.�
Kouga gave an instant comforting grin as he fumbled for an explanation.
�What a silly man, I
am not a baby fly!� His nephew gave a saccharinely cute expression and
something about how the therapy is laying it too thick on the kids crossed
Kouga�s mind. He had to tell his brother about it one of these days.
Running as fast as he
can, Kouga heedlessly barged into the bathroom to rescue his other nephew
before Inuyasha could utter more invectives.

When he finally got
inside, Kouga was assaulted with soap and other bath accessories.
�WHAT IN SEVEN HELLS
WAS THAT, WOLF?� Inuyasha bellowed sending the other wolf child crying out of
the room.
�Quit that shouting!
That was only my nephew!� Kouga shielded his face lest he be hit with flying
objects. On a certain distance he could hear the young wolf sobbing. Kouga
turned around. �Hey it�s okay, little buddy. Inuyasha�s a friend of mine.�
Something hit him hard
on the head and it took all his willpower not to cuss.
�What was that for?�
Kouga glared at Inuyasha.
�Who told you my name?� The hanyou was pissed but apparently Kouga
was angrier.
�Will you cut that
Rumpelstiltskin crap and listen to me?� The wolf demon softly growled in barely
withheld fury that Inuyasha had to back down. He was not in a good position to
fight being wet and naked as he was.
�You made my nephew
cry and you had a hell lot to pay for that.� Kouga whispered dangerously as he
pinned the hanyou against the wall. An unnatural fury glinted in the wolf
demon�s eyes, one that Inuyasha had never seen before despite their frequent
fights.
�But I�m willing to
overlook that as long as you do what I tell you.�
Kouga�s voice echoed those of the
hanyou�s childhood tormentors and the old feeling of dread crept into
Inuyasha�s stomach as his memories brought him back to the dark dingy tunnels.
�Don�t scare them. They�re just
kids.�
The hanyou blinked back in surprise
and found Kouga�s face a few inches from him. Anger had vanished from the wolf
demon�s expression and was replaced with concern.
Kouga had witnessed Inuyasha�s
pallor a second ago and realized that he may have stirred up some unwanted
memories. Gradually, it came to their attention of how close they were to each
other.
There it was again,
that feeling. Kouga inadvertently inhaled the hanyou�s scent as he leaned
closer and Inuyasha could only shiver as he could see the wolf demon�s
darkening pupils.
Without warning,
Inuyasha shoved him away causing Kouga to topple backwards and fall flat on the
tiled floor. Quickly pulling back the shower curtains, Inuyasha screamed at the
wolf and told him to get out.
�Shut up. I�ll get out
now.� Kouga covered his sensitive ears as he steadily rose up on his feet.
�And Inukkuro��
�Yeah, wimp.�
�Lay off those cuss
words for a while, �kay?�
Inuyasha�s brows shot
up in surprise when he heard Kouga talking to him in an unusually kind manner.
�What kind of fucked
up game are you playing at?�
�I�m serious,�
Inuyasha could hear Kouga�s footsteps coming near. �We have children around. I
can�t let them pick up anything that would make their father crazy.�
The hanyou frowned;
the wolf�s chivalrous behavior was getting out of hand.
�Feh!�
�Is that a �yes�?�
Inuyasha turned beet read when the shower curtain was pulled and he and the
wolf was facing each other.
�YES!� the hanyou
sneered, putting back the curtain before Kouga could see anything. �Leave me
alone or I�ll rearrange your ugly mug.�
�Tsch!�
After he heard the
door close, Inuyasha was horrified when he saw his manhood in an obvious state
of arousal.
�What the hell are you
excited for?!�
Shit. I�m
talking to my dick.
Turning on the shower,
Inuyasha felt the cold water wash over him, easing him of his discomfort.
Staring blindly at the white tiled walls, it dawned upon him that in more ways
than one the wolf demon was getting into his skin.

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Someone was making a very happy time
wiping his ass. The chief of the Satsuga Police department inspected the
monthly financial report and was appalled to discover the ridiculous amount
spent on toilette paper.
Wanting to get to the bottom of
this, Chief Sesshoumaru Chiba buzzed in for his long time secretary.
�Your daily death threat,� Kaede
declared as she presented the white envelope to the inu youkai.
�Only one?� Sesshoumaru raised his
eyebrow in humorless fashion.
�Unbelievably so. Mayhaps your
Popularity Poll has gone up.� The matronly woman of solid build replied then
opened her organizer with the intent of getting down to business after the
casual small talk.
�Toilette paper.� The inu youkai
began, making an instant expression of distaste for dealing with something as
trivial as this.
�I have sent you a memo regarding
their regular disappearance. It seems that our Maintenance Officer had to
habitually replace them lest he meet your wrath.�
�He had personally set up an
appointment with me,� Sesshoumaru interjected, recalling one horse hanyou who
had knelt down in front of him asking for mercy. The hanyou looked so pitiful
with his big bulbous eyes filled with tears that Sesshoumaru had to hold back
his urge to reach out and pop them with his sharp poisoned claws.
His secretary respectfully waited as
he contemplated in silence. Ah, those days of mindless slaughter�He
shuddered in recollection of his youth and wondered how he became so mellow.
His sights fell on a closed door, his storage room for all those death-bearing
letters.
�Make a memo of this,� he finally
spoke, his eyes never leaving the door. �I want those letters to be utilized in
replacement for those toilet papers.�
Kaede wrote carefully then after a
few paragraphs said: �Some of them contain anthrax.�
�It would be like lottery then.� The
dog demon�s eyes glittered sadistically, imagining some poor bloke having the
misfortune of acquiring a rash on his posterior (hopefully it would be the
perpetrator.)
It seems you haven�t lost your
touch. The secretary mused as she scribbled the contents of the draft. A
few seconds after, Kaede stood up, informing the dog youkai that the memo would
be on his desk in fifteen minutes. Then reminded him of his schedule and left.
The afternoon conference occupied
his attention. It was a meeting with some of the top law officials and
political figures. The dog demon was especially interested with one agenda,
that of Onigumo. For all his power and clout, Sesshoumaru couldn�t touch this
elusive and dangerous persona and it irked him to the core. Bit by bit, by-laws
and allied standard procedure was chafing his patience and he was not even a
patient demon to begin with.
He growled in frustration as he rose
up in his chair, pacing restlessly like a caged animal in his office. He had
lost many of his personnel and though he wasn�t entirely sentimental about it,
he hated anyone harming whatever was his. This would count the precinct and the
people working under it his possession and thus Sesshoumaru could hardly wait
to close in on this Onigumo and literally tear that criminal into pieces.
The phone rang, rudely interrupting
his line of thought.
�Yes?� He snappishly answered.
�Your fianc�e,� His secretary
announced. �Line two.�
�Put her in,� Sesshoumaru commanded
as he languorously leaned on the desk with the same manner of a panther after
its kill.
His fianc�e�s first question stumped
the dog demon.
�Motiff?� Sesshoumaru repeated incredulously.
�Yes, darling, would you like that
red or purple?�
�Higurashi,� He stated his fianc�e�s
last name, which he would usually use when he was not pleased. �I had the
impression that we are having a traditional wedding.� He put an emphasis on the
word �traditional�.
He listened for a moment. It was
more romantic she said. His thoughts brought him to a saying: �Born Shinto,
marry Christian, die Buddhist.� It doesn�t matter for him though, as long as
their union would be consummated by the ways of youkai. Something that
Sesshoumaru failed to bring into Kagome�s attention. The union would test the
mate�s equality to his/her partner; failure would mean death. But of course,
the dog demon was not stupid. He knew of Kagome�s lineage of powerful priestesses.
She would pass the ordeal with flying colors. However, that information was
best kept secret until the wedding night.
�Do what you think would be best,�
Sesshoumaru simply replied, feeling a bit miffed that the question was beneath
his greatness.
�And please, koi, �the dog demon
added before he said farewell. �Try not to ask me for silverware patterns.�
Putting the phone back to the
receiver, Sesshoumaru sulked in his seat. What was she thinking? There
were more important things to occupy his mind than what his wedding cake would
look like. He, Sesshoumaru, would not let himself be involved in such petty
matters.
On second thought, marriage would
only happen once in his life, count that as once in millennia. He began to
think that such occasion should reflect his status in society.
Quickly he began to dial Kagome�s
number.
�Kagome, make that burgundy; yes,
like the color of rum, those expensive types. And where would the wedding
reception be again? No, that�s terrible. I killed one waiter there for spitting
on my glass. Try the resort at Izu, no wait�how about Hilton .We can fly your
relatives to Paris. Friends? What friends? Fine, we�ll ship them there in
advance. Darling, it�s just one week. I�ll give them permission or a slip to
take that vacation. No pay. If they want to be paid, they can stay here at the
station.�
The dog demon rattled on the details
of the wedding and at one point one staff had the misfortune of entering his
office while he was humming the orchestra music to be played.
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Hiten came out of the office with
his hair partly singed.
�Oh Kami! What happened to you?�
Hojo Akai, personnel in Tactical Division, stopped stunned at the grinning
thunder demon.
�We, my friend, are going to have a
Stag Party.�
�Oh, good for you.� Hojo smiled good
naturedly. �When�s the wedding date?�
�Baka!!� The thunder demon hit Hojo
in the head. �Not me!�
Hiten pointed at the direction of
the Chief�s office.
�Really?� Hojo loudly mused.
Then the young man had a desolate
face. �Are there going to be strippers? I don�t think my girlfriend would like
that.�
�Bah! Don�t be such a walking
pussy.� Of all the people he had to tell, it had to be Ovary Boy here. Wait,
Hiten knew the perfect guy for setting up a bachelor�s party. Unfortunately,
he�s the one person that Hiten would like to see dead. The thunder demon
finally decided to call Kouga then exact his revenge after the party.
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Inuyasha inspected his shirt and was
pissed to see drool on it.
�Oh, Fudge!�
He heard someone laugh behind him.
�Fuck you. This is your entire
fault!�
Kouga gave the hanyou a lopsided
grin as he wearily splayed against the sofa. His body was aching from playing
�horsey� with his nephews. Thankfully, his brother had come on time to fetch
them and to give Kouga the package he requested.
�I don�t know what you did, but they
seem to really like you.�
Inuyasha stared back at him in
disbelief. It was just rare for him to
be liked by someone, let alone kids. He was going soft. For that realization,
he immediately put on a grouchy expression.
Kouga just rolled his eyes, being
all too familiar with the hanyou�s mood swings.

�What do you know?� Inuyasha
suddenly asked, his expression becoming serious.
�Only what we�ve gone through so
far.� The wolf demon replied as he rose
up from the couch and took out some files from his desk. Inuyasha followed him
to the table and sat on the chair as Kouga placed the files on it.
�We�ve gone through this before,�
The hanyou could not help but grumble.
�It�s always worth looking through
again.�
Inuyasha picked up a random folder
among the pile and opened it.
Onigumo
The image of a dead Kikyou suddenly
flashed in his mind as he stared mutely at the stolen picture of a man named
Onigumo. The man was in his early forties and his face was not someone that
could easily be mistaken as a criminal. He looked like a decent person but
there was a mean cold streak in his eyes that the hanyou could keenly see.
It takes one to know one.
�Teradani Ohta alias Onigumo came
from a poor family. He joined gangs at the age of 5 and got arrested at 7 for
robbery and manslaughter. He built his own retail business and became a
millionaire before 20�� Kouga described the short biography from the file from
his memory.
�He would have been admirable were
it not for the fact that most of his activities were illegal,� the wolf demon
added as he opened the refrigerator and got two cold cans of beer. Kouga handed
Inuyasha a beer, but the hanyou refused.
�It said here that he was nearly
indicted for the death of another corporate mogul.�
�Ah, yes, my father was involved in
that case once.� Kouga momentarily drank from his beer. �Miyumaru Kagewaki was
one of the old money here. He was found dead in the park one autumn day. The
incident happened five years ago. It was rumored that he was murdered because
he refused to sign a merger with Ohta�s company.
�Didn�t Kagewaki have a son?�
�Yes. A useless coward named
Hitomi.� Kouga gritted his teeth in disgust.� After his father�s death, Hitomi
not only refused to press charges, he personally signed the merger.�
Inuyasha quietly observed Kouga�s
volatile reaction, thinking that the wolf might have some personal involvement
regarding this case. And as fast as the hanyou would have imagined it, Kouga
returned to his jolly mood.
�So tell me about yourself. We can�t
work together if we don�t know about each other.�
The hanyou just gave him a grumpy
glare as Kouga felt uneasy under the scrutiny of those amber eyes.
�There�s nothing much to say about
me. I�ve been living for myself as long as I can remember.�
Another dead end, Kouga could
not help but sigh in irritation. But still the wolf demon let it pass; thinking
that if maybe he would share more about his life, the hanyou would be
encouraged to open up a little.
It was a long shot but it was worth
a try.
�You probably noticed that we�re
just following somebody�s tracks..�
Finally we�re getting somewhere. Inuyasha thought that it was about time
the wolf demon acknowledged that clue.
�Yeah, you know that cop?�
Kouga gave an affirmative response.
�He was my partner, Musou. He had conducted a lone investigation in this case.
I knew he found something important about Onigumo, but it�s too late now.�
Inuyasha remembered the time when he
met the wolf demon. It was the night that Musou had been murdered.
�What information did your partner
tell you?�
�Nothing. He died before I could
learn anything from him.�
The hanyou prodded on with the
questions. �Not even during his investigation for this case?�
Kouga only shook his head.
This confused Inuyasha. �So where
the hell were you then? You call yourself a partner----�
�HEY! It was not my fault!� Kouga
suddenly shouted, rising off his seat and startling the hanyou. �When I was in
the office covering up for his paperwork, and wondering where the heck he was,
Musou went on with the case himself. He never told me anything. He never
trusted me, not until it was too late.�
By now Kouga was shaking. He had
just bared a part of his soul to someone he hardly knew. He had burdened the
hurt and shame inside throughout the funeral and the thought that he was unable
to protect someone he was close to would maybe haunt him for the rest of his
living years.
Feeling a bit vulnerable, the wolf
demon refused to meet Inuyasha�s stare.
�I�m going out for a drink. Don�t
wait up for me.�
And just like that Kouga was gone.

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As scheduled, Sesshoumaru�s long
black limo stopped in front of the posh hotel that afternoon. Not waiting for
his servant, Jaken, to open the door for him, the dog demon came out of the car
and walked into the decadent granite entrance with strides that seem to eat up
the earth beneath him.
In subtle recognition of his power
and authority, people moved out of his way, even bellboys and other hotel staff
were wary of coming near him.
The meeting was at 4:30 and though
some officials have a habit of turning up late, they made an extra effort of
being at least fifteen minutes early.
Chief Sesshoumaru Chiba does not
wait on anybody.
When the elevator finally opened,
the dog lord acknowledged his colleagues and with no further delay the meeting
took place.

An hour later a young man entered
the conference room, unperturbed by the silent shock and the death bearing
glare brought by the dog demon upon him. The young man just gave an affable
smile and boldly met Sesshoumaru�s eyes as he sat on a seat across the dog
demon.
Sesshoumaru knew him of course. He
was none other than the son of the murdered Kagewaki lord, but what this
insolent fool would be doing in this meeting failed to make sense to him.
Deciding to ignore the youth, the
dog demon transferred his attention to the ongoing discussion, but this was
proving to be a difficult matter since the Kagewaki lad could not stop staring
at him.
This was not a rare occurrence for
Sesshoumaru, however this situation made him quite uneasy. The youth�s stare
was almost�hungry. His gaze suddenly shifted and for a fleeting second, their
eyes met.
The dog demon cursed internally as
the young man smiled. He wanted to kill this person here and now, Sesshoumaru
tried to act unaffected at the youth�s response to his uncharacteristic blush.
He fantasized on using his speed and
his poisonous claws to murder the young Kagewaki. Of course he would leave no
mark, he visualized the youth suddenly falling flat on the table face down and
they would think that the young man had a heart attack being a sick boy that he
was.
Feeling a little better,
Sesshoumaru�s lips formed a small smile as he got lost in his daydreams.
The Kagewaki heir studied the
profile of Sesshoumaru. The dog demon did not even recognize him and the
feeling of being so close to this demon lord thrilled him to his very core.
His human body started reacting to
his emotions and it amused him to see a small tent forming in front of his
pants. Hopefully, with his long jacket,
it won�t be noticeable when he would stand up.

This is a very dangerous
infatuation we�re dealing with, Sesshoumaru.
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