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Waking Up In Vegas	By : darkduchess Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 23764 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Chapter 3: 10:00 A.M
Shocked, the miko spun on her heel to stare bewildered at Aimaru strolling casually into the mansion as if he owned it. His gait was languid as he walked across the marble floors of the large mansion observing the jaw dropping luxuries his brother invested in it. No one could ever accuse his dearest older brother of being a cheapskate.
Aimaru suppose he could afford just as grand a mansion as this one. In fact, living on a large estate with a handful of lovely maids dress in barely-there uniforms does seem appealing. He thought lewdly to himself.
Aimaru couldn’t help but grin as Kagome gawk openly at him. They have been through this too many times already, if anything she should have been expected this. She will just have to understand that he, Aimaru Darsey III, doesn’t know the meaning of the word obey. Let mother dearest tell it, he was the epitome rebellion.
But still… it doesn’t make since to Aimaru how the miko could hold so much power in her tiny frame yet lift not a finger to use them. It was even possible she holds enough power to get even him to walk the straight and narrow should she ever grow a back bone. She is the complete opposite of his brother who would not hesitate kill him whatsoever for simply breathing the wrong way; not his benevolent miko. Instead she’ll lecture him then let him off with a slap on the wrist.
One of these days he will have to teach her to be less lenient. It will prove less beneficial for himself but he refuse to let any other besides himself walk all over her. That goes for his high and mighty brother. Since when did he send his secretaries to his home to retrieve his things? Never…at least until the miko became his secretary. Surely he didn’t want his home tainted with the smell of humans.
But then…Could it be that his brother likes to come home to her lingering smell at night? It is a most alluring smell after all. How peculiar that it was the only feminine scent here. No trace of a demoness lingered nowhere in this mansion. Perhaps a little investigating was in order. He decided as he continued slowly towards the miko still ranting about his hard headed tendencies.

The audacity of this demon knew no bounds. Kagome could’ve sworn she left the lecherous pest back at the office at the mercy of his older brother. So why….
“Are you listening to me? I thought I gave you clear instructions not to follow me.” Kagome hissed frigidly to the approaching demon calmly looking about the large corridor of the mansion seemingly unconcerned for the miko’s tone.
He stopped to stand before Kagome, dwarfing her much smaller frame then looked down at her with his ever charming grins. No doubt an attempt to disarm her anger.“Indeed you have lovely. I remember your words perfectly and have indeed followed your clear instructions. You said to not let you find me following you to Sesshoumaru’s home, and I have done exactly that; not let you find me following you.” He finished with a wide fanged smile that done nothing but make Kagome want to choke him. Handsome or not, he was irritating.
Frustrated, Kagome reached up to lift her bangs from her face as she sighed wearily, an ever growing habit in the presence of this demon. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you live to annoy me into an early grave.”
“I would do no such thing precious; I love you too much to make you miserable.” Aimaru said in an affronted tone then returned to admiring his brother’s grand abode.
Kagome simply shrugged her shoulders in defeat as she turned away from the headache of a demon. There was no point in arguing with him. There was never any point in arguing with him. All it ever done was amuse him and annoy her.
“Fine whatever, as long as you don’t touch…Aimaru?” Kagome called out when she turned to address the demon only to find him nowhere to be seen. “Aimaru….Aimaru!!!” she called out again only to be answered by her own echo ringing through the halls. “Oh just wonderful…” she growled.
She ran around the large indoor jade and bronze carved fountain in the middle of the entry way looking down the many halls in search of the pest of a demon. This was just what she needed; to play hide and seek with a semi-ancient scandal prone demon in a house worth more than Oprah’s yearly income.
“Aimaru!” Kagome called out in a pitiful sob.
“Calm down precious I’m right here.” Aimaru answered in a tired sigh from the top flight balcony of the corridor.
Surprised, Kagome looked up at the demon above her. “Would you stop snooping and get down here? Bad enough you’re here meddling.”
“In a moment precious, only a have one more room to look through.” He said calmly as he strolled towards the next door after exiting the last room.
Confused she kept step with demon above her as he went towards the next room. “This place has to have at least twenty or so rooms. You couldn’t have possible looked through nearly all of them in such a short time?”
Aimaru paused in his stride to peer over the banister to gaze down at her. “I am a demon precious; speeding here and there through a twenty room mansion is no great feat.”
“I suppose not…” she agreed reluctantly as she watched him enter the room out of sight then called out again, “What are you looking for anyhow?”
“Why?”
Kagome shuffled her foot across the floor coyly. “No reason.” She lied. If anything she was very curious about his apartment.
That and the chance to bury her face into Sesshoumaru’s pillow. A man’s masculine scent always had been her weakness. If she could just get a whiff of him, she could tell immediately what brand shampoos, soap or fragrances he uses. Then maybe she would be able to pick out something nice for him when his birthday comes up; whenever that was. Kagome was a queen of body and heath products. Hell instead of looking for his bedroom, she should be trying to check his master bathroom.
“Really?” Aimaru called out from the room, his deep voice bouncing off the walls of the corridor. “You sure you don’t have one of those girlish urges to look through his closets or snuggle in his bed sheets?” he question slyly.
“Of course not!” she shouted suddenly then cleared her throat as she spoke again at a more normal tone. “But you haven’t answered my question. What are you looking for?”
“Oh nothing but condoms, a little black book, or any evidence that my dear brother has a lady friend.” He called out indifferently from the room. After a few seconds he was out again and now heading toward the left stair case that mirrored a right one that curved down toward the fountain.
If anybody managed to choke on air, it was Kagome. She caught her bearings then stare horrified at the demon slowly descending stairs. “Excuse me?” she squeaked.
Aimaru waved about a hand as he spoke nonchalantly, as if he was speaking of the weather, “Condoms. You know those latex balloon-like guards a man wears on his pe….”
“I know what they are, but why…You know what, never mind.” Kagome threw her hands up and shook her head in disbelief as a blush stained her cheeks. Leave it to Aimaru to speak lightly of the lewd and scandalous.

Aimaru chuckled warmly at the miko’s embarrassment. “You are so innocent precious. Besides, aren’t you just the least bit curious?” He question as he eyed her closely.
He observed the miko at the foot of the stairs suddenly breaking her gaze to stare at the fountain beside her. “Not really a concern of mine nor should it be any of yours for that matter.” Aimaru smiled knowingly at her snide tone.
“Oh so the chances of another woman claiming the icy heart of the infamous demon lord doesn’t concern you any then?” he asked casually as he stopped to observe a large painting on the wall near the staircase. There was no need for him to look her way to know her reaction to his question. He could smell the small hint of loneliness lacing her aura.
Breaking the uncomfortable silence, Aimaru sighed loudly, “Of course it doesn’t. Such things are of no importance to you. After all, male companionship doesn’t interest you in the least.” His silver gaze left the vintage panting on the wall to observe the miko standing at the foot of the stairs with a sadden look on her face.
“Oh now that just wont do…” he chastise as he glided down the rest of the steps on light feet to stand before the miko suddenly pulling her into a tight hug, crushing her tiny frame to his chest. Her breast he noted filled out quite nicely. She should be…he took a moment to squeeze her a tad tighter…about a healthy C cup.
“Remember should you ever get lonely...you are always welcome to warm my bed” he crooned huskily then chuckled when Kagome wrestled free of his embrace then huffed in annoyance fixing her tussled hair.
“Pervert.” Kagome grumbled halfheartedly as she suppressed a chuckle.
Aimaru simply smiled, happy that her spirits are high again. “Always…now about my brother’s luggage.” He hinted as he looked directly at his brother’s luggage near the door not saying a word.

“Right...” Kagome thought for a moment. Okay since this is Sesshoumaru’s home I know he wouldn’t want me to wander far into it. So I know his luggage must be place somewhere where I can easily find it. Aha! She exclaimed to herself as she spotted the two large suitcases to the far left of the door. That should have been the first place to look, duh.
“Okay there it is let’s go. No more fooling around Aimaru, I mean it.” she wagged her finger in warning at the demon grinning innocently at her. No matter how the serious the situation Aimaru always manages to fine genuine humor in it all. A charming quality but not in someone like Aimaru. That demon possessed one brain that Kagome had no desire whatsoever to figure out, not if she wanted to look at life the same way again.
“Yes, precious.” agreed the still grinning demon following close behind her as she walked to her car.
Kagome hoisted the luggage into the trunk of her car then turned back to Aimaru. “Just out of curiosity, how are you unharmed after leaving the office? I was sure Lord Sesshoumaru would have roughed you up good about time I got back to the office.” She watched the tall demon come up short to gape wide eyed at her. It took everything within her not to giggle at his genuinely horrified expression.
“You actually expected bodily harm to come upon me! I would have never you of all people to fancy the demise of a friend.” Aimaru admonished while circling her to enter her car.
“Friend indeed.” She chuckled at the sarcasm.
It took a minute but eventually Kagome noticed that Aimaru got into her car instead of his own car; on the driver’s side at that. “You have a car. So get out of mine.” She called out to the demon adjusting the seat in her car. The nerve of this demon.
The window of her car rolled down so that Aimaru could call back to her. “Yes I do have one, but as you can see I didn’t bring it, precious.”
Taking a moment to look around the driveway, Kagome found no trace of Aimaru’s car. That would explain why she didn’t find him tailing her. Who could miss a 100,000 dollar imported car tailing them all the way here? No one. The sneaky little devil used another means of transportation to tail her. Damn youkai speed.

Watching her comb her hair back from her face in annoyance Aimaru chortled quietly to himself then glanced down at his watch and frowned at the expensive timepiece. “Precious, it’s 10:49. We’ve wasted enough time with your dawdling so let’s go.”
He looked up in time to grin openly at the peeved expression on the miko’s face as she stomped around her car and got in to the passenger’s side.
“You got a lot of nerve Aimaru, you…” she started until she was cut off.
“Buckle up precious, wouldn’t want you to get a ticket. Chicago traffic laws are unusually strict as of late.” He said evenly as he took off hastily out of the driveway barely giving her enough time to replace the spell on the mansion. Good thing it was a long drive way.
Kagome punched the remote in the roof of her car to close the gate behind them as they exited. “Aimaru…eep” she squealed when he made a sharp turn that left her breathless. “Slow down this is not your car. Nissans can’t handle this abuse.” She hissed as pried her fingers out of her dashboard.

Looking over Kagome found Aimaru relaxed and calm with her seat reclined and set way in the back of her car to accommodate his height as he zoomed down the streets of Chicago like it was a freaking racetrack.
Oh how she hated this man’s driving.
“So…” Aimaru started as made another sharp turn. “Is your luggage at your place or at the office?”
“Wha…” Kagome asked stupidly making the demon next to her chuckle merrily.
Aimaru has a hunch that his little miko thought she wasn’t going. She made it obvious that she assumed she wasn’t included in the trip to Vegas. “What do you mean my luggage, I’m not going.”
It was just as he suspected. He made a U-turn for her condo.
“Indeed. What makes you think you don’t have to accompany your boss on his trip to Vegas, hmmm? Hopeful thinking? Really precious, this is a job not a vacation.”
“But…No one said anything about me going. I would have thought he would have at least told me directly instead of just assuming.”
“You know, we are going to Las Vegas to meet with the president of Husky Corp am I right?” he gave Kagome a minute to nod her head in agreement. “When my brother gives you a job he hardly ever go into detail about how, when, where, and why it should be done but you still use common sense as to how to go about completing it am I right?”
Kagome nodded again with a scowl.
“And you knew I was bringing my secretary along as soon as you were informed of our trip. So if I am bringing along my secretary, what on earth made you believe that my brother won’t do the same?” he grinned when she began to babble mindlessly then tapped her on the nose.
“But my peace and quiet…my uninterrupted lunch break…” she sniffled, “my blissful 10 hour sleepy time.” She sobbed.
“Awwww, precious….” He soothed as he petted her hand to ease her sobs then suddenly returned to seriousness. “But seriously you can’t decline. I already brought the tickets, booked the rooms and we have …” he paused to look down at his watch. “less than forty minutes. Let’s go pack those bags shall we?” he urged as he escorted her to the elevators leading into her condominium.

In her apartment a lit red headed kit pounded his tiny fists into the back of a tired hanyou’s head completely unaware how little the hanyou’s patience was thinning.
“I’m hungry!” Shippou wailed out loud for the trillionth time forcing Inu Yasha to bury his face deeper into the couch cushions.
The kit kept up his tirade until Inu Yasha finally snatched his head out of the cushions to glare back at the pint size kit jumping up and down on his back relentlessly. And he won’t let up anytime soon until he feeds him. It was suppose to be Sango’s turn to babysit him since she was off today, but he thought he’d play nice for a day since he wanted to be nice and allow her and Miroku to have some time together.
“Get offa me and no I feed ya an hour ago. Now beat it!!” he growled low at the little kit.
Shippou plopped down heavily on Inu Yasha’s head then crossed his little arms to pout, “Then I’ll tell mommy you’re starving me.” He moved just in time to avoid being bopped by the hanyou’s fist, leaving the hanyou clobbering his own head.
“I told ya to stop calling her that. She’s your guardian, she aint your adoptive mother…yet” he croaked as he rubbed his head while setting up. “Move.” He croaked to the scurrying kit as he got up from the couch to walk to the kitchen to look for a small snack to give the runt so that he’d shut up.
Walking past the front door to the kitchen he caught a whiff of something.
Kagome?He thought as he walked back to the door to open it and peer down the hall. Shippou bounded off the couch and right on the back of Inu Yasha's neck to peek out the door along with him. He smelt his mother figure too.
It wasn’t too long until Kagome and Aimaru exit the elevators unto their floor and heading toward them. Both spared a quick curious glance then moved away from the door to allow a puffy eyed miko entrance into her home.
“Uh…Kagome? What are ya doing home so early? And what’s with the letch?” he gestured toward the taller demon with nod of his head.
Shippou had long left Inu Yasha’s neck to crawl up into Kagome’s lap.
“Hey mom, what’s wrong? Did the Sesshoumaru yell at you again?” The little kit asked concern for his adoptive mother’s feelings. He reached to gather her one hand into his two smaller paws. Since he wasn’t old enough to take on a full humanoid form his demonic features are still dominant on his pint sized body.
Kagome sniffled pitifully then chuckled lightly at the little kit in her lap nuzzling her palm, she reached to pet his little head with her free hand while answering him meekly, “No mommy’s fine. Just a little surprised that’s all. It seems that I have to go away for a day or two.”
“Awww but I don’t want you to. And I don’t wanna stay here alone with dummy head…Ow.” Shippou yelped as he reached to protect his head from Inu Yasha’s fist.
“I don’t wanna stay here babysittin’ you either runt. Now go find you some business.” The hanyou grumbled as he snatched the little kit of Kagome’s lap by the tail and dropped him on the floor. The kit hit the floor with a soft thud, the wind knocked right out of his little lungs.
Kagome was moments away from twisting Inu Yasha’s ears when a remote walloped the unsuspecting hanyou square in the head. She looked over in time to see Shippou stretch his face to taunt InuYasha then bounded off toward his room closing the door behind him and locking it.
One thing she didn’t have to worry about while gone was Shippou being picked on. He could surely hold his own against someone a brash as Inu Yasha.
Nursing his head again, Inu Yasha looked sheepishly to Kagome who in turned glared at him with her arms crossed tightly. No matter how many times she warned him, he still wont stop rough housing her kit.
“Anyway…what’s this about you going away? Is it that trip to Vegas you thought you weren’t going to?” He questioned as he watched the taller demon enter Kagome’s bed room like he belonged in there. He never like the lecherous demon and still don’t like him now. He makes Miroku look like a complete saint. And to do that you had be one hell of a perv. He shuddered. To this day he hasn’t been right when that demon thought it was funny to leave him wasted in a gay bar.
Kagome also notice the tall demon entering her room and quickly made to follow him.
“Apparently it was foolish to assume I wasn’t going in the first place no I have to deal with packi…” She barely finished speaking when Aimaru left her room with two of her biggest suitcase heavy with its contents. He couldn’t have just pack all her stuff and in that little amount of time. That meant he went through all her things without her permission.
“Aimaru you did not just go through…” she started darkly as Aimaru approached her hurriedly.
“Sorry precious but your little rant would have to wait till we get to the airport. Inu Yasha be a good sport and grab those cases and follow me. I have Kagome. I will also need you to bring her car back home when we take off.” Aimaru said as he placed the cases on the floor and went for Kagome.
Suspicious, Kagome backed up away from the demon against her front door. “Now hold on some need to watch my…whoa!” she shrieked when Aimaru suddenly tossed her over his shoulder then bent to grab her purse and keys and was out the door before Inu Yasha and Kagome could further protest.
“Aimaru put me down this instant before I purify you into oblivion. Aimaru!!” threaten maliciously.
“Sure precious.” Aimaru called back blithely without breaking stride.

Inu Yasha snapped out of his daze and reached for the suit cases. “Runt do not open this door for strangers and stay put till I get back do I make myself clear?” he paused to wait for an answer from Shippou. “SHIPPOU!!!” he bellowed loudly, his voice rattled the windows of Kagome’s apartment.
“Okay okay. I’ll be good. But I want cake when you get back.” Shippou called from the safety of his bedroom.
“Alright. Butcha better behave…you hear me?!” He agreed hastily as he locked the bottom lock of the door and pulled the door close with his foot then took off down the hall with his demon speed to catch up with Aimaru and Kagome.
Back in the apartment, Shippou slowly peeked out of his room down both ways of the large long apartment. Certain it was clear he broke out into a little dance down the hall towards Inu Yasha’s temporary room for when his visited. He never left this room open.
The curious kit took a moment to stand in the doorway to look about the messy room deciding what to meddle with first.

In the garage, Aimaru was approaching Kagome’s car with her screaming bloody murder on his shoulder with Inu Yasha close behind them. He popped the trunk for Inu Yasha to place the suitcases in while he opened the rear doors to her car to toss her purse in and her right in after it.
No he didn’t just TOSS me in here?!She screamed to herself as she glared at the tall demon walking around her car to enter the driver’s seat.
Sitting up, she crawled to the back of his seat then grabbed both of the demons pointed ears painfully between her French tipped mid length nails. “You man-handle me like that again, that red headed secretary will be really disappointed in your performance next time she see’s you.” She growled low in his ear.
“Understood precious.” He spit out quickly as Inu Yasha got into the passenger seat next to him. When Kagome released his ears Aimaru relaxed. The little miko had a back bone after all. He would be proud but his ears hurt too much.
“Now what was all that for?” Kagome asked while buckling her seatbelt. No use protesting now since it was dire she go on this trip.
“Well precious it’s now 11:20 and you were supposed to have my brother’s luggage that still is in the trunk of your car at the airport by 11:40 and we are to be on that jet by 11:55. It is about a thirty to forty minute drive there via express way, perhaps less with a little ambition.” He said briskly then sped out of the parking spot and out of the garage before Inu Yasha or Kagome could say a word.
“Hold on. How do I know you packed the right things for me? And I don’t need two suit cases for a two day trip. What about shampoo, face wash, underwear…” she started counting off on her fingers when Aimaru chuckled deeply and made a hard turn onto the express way at Congress Street.
“Precious you can buy all those beauty products in Vegas. Besides, the hotel suite I booked us all will have all that in the highest utmost quality to accommodate your needs. As for your clothes I packed the most flattering things in your closet, and your most expensive heels and one pair of comfortable slip ins. And what else?” he tapped the wheel with his claw as he took a moment to think. “Ah yes, those charming little black lace underwear you stashed in the back of your drawer for special occasions. Did I forget anything?” he looked in the rear view mirror to peek at the miko in the back.
“No.” Kagome grounded out as she clawed onto her back seat for dear life as Aimaru zipped between two semi trucks that were slowly changing lanes toward one another.
Inu Yasha was hyperventilating as another truck switched lanes and Aimaru suddenly sped up ahead of it. He has to be pushin 100 and something. He spared a look to Aimaru to find him relax as always whistling happily. The hanyou nearly pissed himself when the demon took both his hands off the wheel to adjust the diamond cuff on his sleeve.
“Dude!!” Inu Yasha all but screeched inhumanely.
“Hmmm?” Aimaru paused to look over at Inu Yasha taking his eyes completely off the road.
“NEVERMIND !!” Inu Yasha bellowed at the demon.
Aimaru shrugged while unhurriedly replacing his hands on the wheel. After awhile, he looked down at his watch then shook his head in disappointment. “Brother dear will be most cross with us. I believe this is our exit.” He noted cheerily as he swung the wheel hard and jerked the car over onto the ramp knocking his petrified passengers to the far side of the car.

At the airport, Sesshoumaru looked down at his watched in dislike. It was now 12:00 pm. Where the hell was that miko? His brother, he could understand since failure is his expertise but the miko was suppose to be here with his and her luggage at 11:40 as ordered. He couldn’t understand what would be taking her so long.
Of course his own private jet wouldn’t leave without him, but it was still upsetting that his schedule for today falls deeper into chaos. He would bet his honor that the low-life still haven’t finished the proposal. It was inevitable that demon lord would have to resort to ‘winging it’. He shuddered at the jargon term his idiot brother always used.
The sound of a car honking brought the demon lord out of his thoughts. He glanced up in time to see, from what it looks like, the miko’s car making a wild turn into the private entrance of the runway. Gold bored eyes watched the maroon Nissan Altima head directly for him.
Flicking his hair over his shoulder, he made no further movement to leave his place beside the stairs leading up into his jet.

In the car Kagome righted herself in the back seat after being smacked about when Aimaru made that god awful turn and looked ahead and stared wide eyed to the demon lord standing calmly near his jet as they sped right for him. Speechless she managed to reach up to smack wildly at Aimaru’s shoulder urging him to stop.
Aimaru in the driver’s seat sped up a little and whistled calmly as he kept his course aimed directly for his older sibling.
To the side of Aimaru praying silently to the heavens, Inu Yasha had his eyes closed tightly. He dared a peek out the front window to see that they all were on a crash course towards Sesshoumaru who had no intention of moving.
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh… my…GOD! DUDE WHAT THE FUCK?!” Inu Yasha practically screamed.
“Hn.” Aimaru smirked wickedly then hit the brakes hard while making a violent turn to the side so that they all slid sideways toward the demon lord who stood firmly rooted in his spot watching on as if simply bored with the whole event.
In the back of her car, Kagome was screaming until her little car finally coasted to a stop mere inches away from Sesshoumaru’s person. She allowed her scream to die out along with her sanity. Inu Yasha who fainted minutes ago was slumped over in his seat. Aimaru got out of the car after popping the trunk to retrieve everyone’s luggage.
With a cool look of indifference, Sesshoumaru eyed the miko sporting an unhealthy shade of white, then his youngest sibling completely unconscious in the passenger’s seat. He threw a cold malicious glare over to his brother and said nothing. He moved to open the door and pry the miko’s tiny shaken frame from her abused vehicle.
Unloading the car, Aimaru didn’t miss the utmost care the demon lord used in regards to retrieving the distraught miko. He has a hunch that his brother fancied the miko as more a woman rather than a simple worker. But the two of them are so hell bent on denying a possible relationship that it irritated the dark haired demon to no end. It was a shame he was reduced to such farfetched tactics to close the gap between them.
At the top of the stairs held in the demon lord’s arms, Kagome was too far gone to notice she was taken out of her car and carried into the jet bridal style.
“No…slow…wait….” Sesshoumaru heard her mutter incoherently to herself, her head shaking to and fro in evidence of her trauma. He felt a part of himself relax as he held her. It should have been obvious that the only reason she was late was because of a certain lowlife.
With shaky hands, she manages to reach up and grab the collar of his blazer, finally acknowledging his nearness. The demon lord wasn’t too upset with her behavior since it understandable that madness have completely impaired her manners.
“K-kill…” her breath hiccupped in her throat a few times as she continued to try and speak in a raspy whisper, “Him.”
Sesshoumaru said nothing as he set her down into a plush seat. He reached over to pick up a glass of demon brewed whiskey he poured himself earlier then handed it to her. A silver brow raised in surprise when she suddenly drank it all in one gulp.
She handed him back the glass and look seriously into his golden orbs. He could see the whisky slowly calm her as she reclined back into the seat. “S-s-sp spare him n-no merc-c-cy.” She stuttered harshly to the demon lord kneeling down next to her.
It was at that moment that Sesshoumaru granted her, for the first in her life, a cold calculating grin. Too bad she was too gone off her rocker to appreciate it for it was sure to be a looker. It disappeared the moment Aimaru boarded the jet with the remaining luggage.
Gracefully Sesshoumaru stood up from the miko fixing his cuffs as Aimaru passed him. Without warning the demon lord had his brother by his neck and pinned to the wall nearest him.
“Expect painful retribution the moment we return to Chicago.” He said emotionlessly.
Held by his neck and completely unfazed, Aimaru answered calmly, “I would expect nothing less…my dear brother.” He finished with a bright smile that didn’t reach his eyes.
When released Aimaru righted his tie coolly then paused to look outside. He spotted hanyou slowly come to in the passenger’s seat then hastily exited the car to get into the driver’s seat.
InuYasha spotted him in the window then flipped him an interesting gesture.
“Indeed.” Aimaru commented with a smirk.

Aimaru ducked away from Kagome’s aggressive slaps. “Now I remember. Aimaru you jerk!! You scared the hell out of me that day. I lost at least ten years of my life because of you. ARG!!” She growled as she continued to slap at Aimaru’s face. “Just you wait. I get you good.”
Looking on as if uninterested, Sesshoumaru watch the miko slap pathetically at his brother. “It would prove more productive to use your holy powers miko or else you’ll tickle him to death.” He remarked in a flat tone.
Kagome ignored him and instead opted for swatting at the demon with her tiny closed first. “I could just…how the hell did someone as insane as you get a license! You have to be one the worst drivers of the millennium.”
Aimaru snorted rudely as he caught Kagome wrist in his one large hand. “You’re one to talk precious. You practically had my poor car popping wheelies.” He said seriously.
“You liar. I know I had a crazy night last night…but not that crazy. Besides you wouldn’t let me get behind the wheel of your car anyhow!” Kagome argued wrenching her hands free of Aimaru’s hold.
“You’re right I wouldn’t. But SOMEONE insisted on it.” Aimaru said coldly as he looked pointedly to the demon lord.
Confused Kagome looked between Sesshoumaru and Aimaru. “What are you talking about? Sesshoumaru wouldn’t let me do something like that either…right?” she looked over at Aimaru for reassurance.
“Not a sober Sesshoumaru, that much I can tell you.” Aimaru griped as he crossed his arms tightly.

Author's Notes:
Aimaru is quite the evil cad aint he? But you gotta love him and all his craziness. -huggles Aimaru tightly and kisses him smartly on the cheek-
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