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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 6: 3:32 P.M
Las Vegas
Primal Heat

Aimaru shook his head as he filmed the delirious couple on his phone.
Never in a million years would Aimaru have ever thought that he would bear witness to his brother, the great and terrible demon lord of western Japan, intoxicated and laughing. Not chuckling, not giggling, not even snickering; but actually roaring with all out, gut busting, side splitting laughter. Even watching his brother with his own eyes, rolling on the floor with an equally hysterical miko in his arms still didn’t sink in with him.
He looked to the empty bottle of Alpha Bitch on the table. Ironic how a drink named Alpha Bitch brought the mighty demon lord and actual Alpha to his knees.
Aimaru made a mental note to make sure that brewery never send him that drink again. In fact he will see to it that they never sell that stuff at all. To think that there was something so potent that it could make his brother, who Aimaru once thought, was immune to intoxication, actually delirious. That was dangerous stuff.
“What are we going to do about the meeting with the president of HuskyCorp? It’s in less than thirty minutes.” Ronda questioned in a sigh as she caught her breath and wiped the tears from her eyes delicately to preserve her makeup. Aimaru couldn’t remember ever seeing her laugh so hard in her life. Nice to know she was enjoying herself at another expense.
Aimaru looked on the screen of his phone, the clock turning to 3:46 P.M.
He shrugged in answer. What was there to do? They sure as hell can’t go now with the drunken president of TashioTech and his wacky secretary. “Call it off, I guess….” He started as he switched screens to dial the president’s number when a figure suddenly loomed up next to him.
“We’ll do no such thing.” Sesshoumaru said firmly beside his brother, in his usual bored tone.
Startled, Aimaru looked over to find his brother and the miko standing close beside him. Sesshoumaru had his arms around the miko’s waist who still had trouble standing on her own.
When did they make it off the floor?
“We will carry on with the meeting as planned.” His brother said evenly. No slur evident in his speech or as much as a sway in his stance.
For a moment Aimaru almost believed that his brother was sober. But he knew better.
“Surely brother you jest. You are in no condition to…”Aimaru was suddenly yanked by his collar and jerked to his brother stoic face.
“We’ll. Carry. On. As. Planned.” Amazing. Even through his drunken stupor, his brother had work on the brain. Aimaru didn’t know whether to commend his brother’s dedication or worry for his sanity.
Raising his hands in defeat, Aimaru relented with a nod to placate the growling Inu. As much as he really wanted to just step back and let everything go to shit from here, he couldn’t. Kagome had made him promise to take his job a vice president of TashioTech seriously and wouldn’t forgive him should he abandoned ship now, especially when he was partially to blame for all this. So it seems that he would have to do actual work for a change, not forgetting to mention babysitting his high brother and the miko.
“Okay, fine. Only on one condition, I will be in charge for the rest of the evening and will expect the two of you to do exactly as I say.” Aimaru waited for his brother to argue but was stunned when his brother nodded his approval and hugged Kagome closer to his body. They’ve become quite the amorous couple haven’t they?
So amorous in fact, that Aimaru didn’t think he’d want his brother and his little sister figure out of his sight completely unsupervised. It would worry the hell out of him wondering what they were up to alone at the hotel.
No, Aimaru decided. He would take them with him. Problem was conducting a meeting with two inebriated co-workers. But then…this probably wouldn’t be as hard as he thought.
If it wasn’t for Sesshoumaru’s constant need to touch and coddle Kagome, Aimaru was almost positive he could play the demon lord off as sober. The miko however…
He pondered as he watched her smiling lazily swatting randomly in the air at the unseen butterflies
With a shake of his head, Aimaru snorted.
He couldn’t convince a man who was blind and deaf that she could touch her nose and stand on one foot. He could get by with Sesshoumaru but not Kagome. If only he could talk Lord Lover Boy here into making the miko go back to the hotel. It was highly unlikely but he’d thought he’d try anyway.
“I’m afraid Kagome isn’t well enough to accompany us to the meeting. She should be taken back. Ronda will see to it that she is safely escorted back to the hotel while Sesshoumaru and I leave to attend the meeting.” Aimaru offered carefully as he signaled for his secretary to reach for her.
She probably wouldn’t have much luck, but he wouldn’t dream of reaching for Kagome himself. Sesshoumaru was obviously way too territorial over Kagome and the last thing he wanted to do was snatch her out of his arms. Then man was practically treating her like she was his intended. To simply snatch her out of his brother’s arms now was practically like pulling a steak out of alligator’s jaws. Their sudden closer was making Aimaru feeling more and more worried by the minute.
As Aimaru expected, Sesshoumaru tightened his arms around the miko and growled low in his throat to Ronda. Angry gold eyes watched as she backed up and bared her neck in submission. Pleased with her retreat, the demon lord glared icily at Aimaru. “No, she stays with This Sesshoumaru.”
He figured as much. “She should go back. You wouldn’t want her condition to get any worse. Right Kagome?” Aimaru looked to her anxiously, silently pleading with her to agree with him.
“What’s wrong with me?” She cocked her head curiously appearing simple minded.
“You’re unwell apparently.” Sesshoumaru said dryly as he leaned down to nuzzle her.
“I am?” Kagome looked up to Sesshoumaru over her shoulder and smiled. “Hi handsome.” She greeted him as she reached up to caress his cheek.
Sesshoumaru smiled lovingly down at the miko. “Good evening my gorgeous miko.”
Oh good heavens. If they get anymore sappier Aimaru was sure he’d break out in hives. He ignored the romantic mushy nonsense and nodded earnestly. “Yes you are. Very sick and really tired and want to go back to the hotel to rest.”
“That’s not what I want to do.” She argued with a pout.
“But…”
“And what is it you want to do my little angel?” Sesshoumaru cut off brother to ask the miko softly.
“I wanna go with my Sesshy-kun.” Kagome answered in a childlike voice. She turned to wrap her arms around his brother’s waist and snuggled into his chest.
Aimaru can’t help but watch the pair fascinated. From kissing, to snuggling, and giving each other pet names, they did everything but marry each other.
“And you will. ” Sesshoumaru promised then looked to his brother. “We leave now.”
“We don’t have the proposal. And the meeting is in less than 10 minutes and won’t have enough time to go back to the hotel and retrieve everything.” Aimaru argued flatly.
He watched Sesshoumaru pause for a moment to ponder a few things. “You’re right…” Aimaru sighed a breath of relief. “I guess we’ll simply ‘wing it’ as you would say little brother.” Sesshoumaru shrugged indifferently then pushed passed Aimaru into the hallway towards the elevators.
Well at least no one can accuse him of not trying. When all was said and done and tomorrow comes and everyone is once again to their normal sober selves, no one, absolutely no one can say that he didn’t try.
He followed his brother and the miko to the elevators. Ronda stood in front of Kagome while he took a place before his brother.
“I hope you don’t expect this all to go smoothly. ”
“Why thank you for your insight, Princess Obvious. And here I thought otherwise.”
She smiled. “Well it all shouldn’t go too bad. At least your brother isn’t the stereotypical aggressive drunk. He’s mellowed out quite a bit.”
“Oh, no. It’s going to get worse. You can bet money on that one beautiful.”
“Always so optimistic darling. ”
“Of course. I’m looking forward to possible jail time for misconduct, domestic disturbances…”
“Public indecency.” Ronda finished for him, looking pointedly behind them.
Aimaru nodded in agreement while following her gaze. “Public indec…” He choked on his words when he looked back to find his brother and Kagome in a mass of tangled limbs and locked lips.
“Oh for Kami’s sake…” He growled as he reached to pry Sesshoumaru’s arms from around the miko’s waist while Ronda extracted Kagome’s legs from around his hips. Luckily, the man was too drunk and mellowed out to fight him. Not with his full strength anyway. Shoving the older Inu ahead of him off the elevator, Aimaru followed right behind him putting much needed distance between the two love birds. He looked back to check on Kagome stumbling after them with the help of Ronda’s arm around her shoulder.
Aimaru shook his head. Oh yeah this was going to be a long night indeed.
In the car in route to the restaurant, Aimaru struggled to come up with a game plan to keep the two goofballs in line and so far he drew a total blank. He had nothing to work with. He’d be lying to himself if he said that he could handle whatever those two threw his way. At this moment they were completely out of character and completely unpredictable. Lord only knows what they’ll do at every turn. This whole situation had the potential to go to shit in every way imaginable.
Aimaru’s thoughts were suddenly interrupted by soft chuckling and giggling. See? Already they were causing problems. He looked in the rear view mirror and had to do a double take. Surely he’s not seeing that right. His head swung around to look at the couple in the back of his car kissing heavily in his back seat, the fine leather creaking and whining under the strain of their movement.
“Cut that out you two. I mean it. There will be none of that in my car!” He called back at them. Not that he wasn’t grateful, but he was surprised they actually listened to him.
Narrowing his eyes at his brother one last time, Aimaru reached in his pocket to pull out a cigarette and lit it single handily.
Karma sure was a busy little bitch wasn’t she? Not only, have he assumed the role of vice president, though that his role anyway only he didn’t think there would be actual work involved, he was the babysitter, chaperone, and chauffer. Clearly he’s paying for all the trouble he’s caused his brother tenfold.
A moan in the back seat shocked him out of his thoughts. They’re at it again? Looking back he was appalled to find Kagome sitting in his brother’s lap.
Aimaru had all but choked on his cigarette. He flicked it out of the window then swiftly pulled the car over and turned to glare at the couple.
“Precious you get off my brother’s lap this second.”Aimaru demanded.
“But…”
Aimaru halted her words with a point to the vacant spot behind his seat. “Now.” This was ridiculous. He felt like he was talking to his daughter rather his own co-worker.
“Sesshy-kun won’t let go.” Kagome argued then threw her arms around Sesshoumaru’s neck. “Not that I mind.” She grinned then leaned down to rub her nose with his.
Sesshoumaru simply smirked at him and tightened his hold on his miko.
Aimaru narrowed his eyes in warning. “Let go.”
“No.” Sesshoumaru answered smoothly then lowered his head to the crook of Kagome’s neck to kiss at her collar bone.
“Okay, fine. Well do this the hard way then.” Aimaru said before quickly getting out the car and rounding the vehicle to his brother’s side. He snatched the door open and yanked Kagome out of his brother’s lap and waited.
Like he wanted him to, Sesshoumaru got out of the car and made to follow him, but he had already placed Kagome back in the car and move quickly to pin his brother to the passenger side door. Thank god he was too high to fight back with all his strength or else this would have been impossible.
“Ronda! Move that lovely little ass into the backseat. I don’t care how, just move!” He growled out as he held Sesshoumaru down with everything he had.
Ronda crawled into the backseat from the front and he quickly snatched the door opened and wrestled his brother into the front seat. For the life of him he couldn’t get the stubborn bastard to sit upright in the car so he could close the door, so it was a ridiculous battle of pushing the door closed against his brother’s legs. Of all the undignified battles to half with your older brother, this had to be lowest of the low.
Finally, Aimaru managed to get the door closed. He leaned against the car door catching his breath and looked in to watch his brother lay out across the driver seat and the passenger seat with his feet propped up on his door window.
He rounded the car to get back in the driver seat but the drunken prick had the nerve to taunt him with a grin as he reached up to lock all the doors. Aimaru glared darkly at the demon lord lounging across his front seats comfortably. Oh he was going to choke the hell out Karma the first chance he got.
An irritated claw tapped the glass. “That’s really low even for you brother. Open the door.” The demon lord snorted rudely and tucked his hands behind his head, getting comfortable.
Just when he thought the ass was distracted he unlocked the door with his key only to have them locked again by the big Inu, repeatedly. Kagome was in the back seating giggling like an idiot and Ronda watching on with avid interest. Is he the only one serious here?
Really, did Aimaru irritate his brother this much? As if he heard his silent question, the older Inu looked up at him with a cocky grin.
Apparently he did irritate him that much, it seems.
With a silent look to Ronda, he watched her nod and quickly unlocked and opened her door simultaneously. To get to the front seat, Aimaru would have to maneuver his large body through the back to the front and then wrestle his brother into his own seat.
Lovely.
-
Waiting silently sitting at a large immaculately dressed table, on the highest floor of the restaurant reserved for wealthy customers, Kouga Nagasaki looked down at his watched patiently. Usually he was a very impatient individual and would have left long ago. But tonight he was looking forward to this meeting. No it wasn’t that he was that eager to get on with this partnership. Though he should since it would prove very beneficial to partner with such a strong well establish company as TashioTech.
Instead he was eager to see once again a woman named Kagome Hiragashi. A woman that Kouga barely knew was what kept him waiting patiently at that table with his vice president and beta of his pack.
It was a few months ago when the onna was just hired when Kouga first laid eyes on her. She was absolutely beautiful.
At the time, Kouga was there for simple tribal business. There was a dust up between a minor Dog and Wolf pack over trivial matters. Because they were alpha’s over those two minor packs. He and Sesshoumaru had met in person to discuss who started what and what needed to be done to fix it. Turns out it was a stereotypical Romeo and Juliet scenario. Easily disputed and solved in a simple meeting so there was no lasting animosity between the Alpha’s. Instead a sort of alliance blossomed out of the whole affair.
But when he had spotted the young raven haired goddess zipping back and forth through the office, all else fell out of out sight. So he watched her as she catered to her boss’s every need and want. Never have Kouga see such a loyal worker. Dedicated to her job and ensuring that she meets her superior’s demands 110 percent and more. An employee with such a devoted work ethic was rare amongst the people today. She was a true gem, a crème de la crème.
Oh how he admired how she remained resilient and ready to take on her next task no matter how big or overwhelming. She took on every backbreaking task her boss threw at her the last minute without question or complaint.
In that short time, Kouga had fallen in love. How can he not? Here was this woman who worked harder than a man slaving in manual labor. How can he not want this woman at his side for himself?
Kouga Nagasaki had to have this woman not just as his secretary but as his woman. By any means necessary. It wasn’t as if the demon lord knew what he had anyhow. Not by the way treated her. The cold hearted prick acted as if she was expendable when Kouga himself knew better. Didn’t he know how valuable a worker he had? Didn’t he see the admiration shining in her lovely blue eyes as she looked at him? Didn’t that cad know how detrimental she had become to his company? Apparently not, but Kouga surely did.
In that little time he observed that beautiful worker, Kouga could see just how big a role she played in that company. How she had shimmied herself in the heart of the company and became its foundation without even realizing it. Hell without the president of TashioTech even realizing it. Should she ever up and disappear then so shall the prosperity of TashioTech. And she was getting little to no compensation for her efforts and undying loyalty.
There she was being taking for granted by the most cold hearted business shark in the white collar industry before his very eyes. And not once have the cur said thank you, or showed his appreciation to a woman investing her blood, sweat and tears into his company. Unforgivable.
Kouga will fix that. Oh yes. For tonight, future partnership be damned, he was going to win that woman’s heart and loyalty then show her how a hard working independent woman today should be treated. He’ll make sure of it.
The clearing of his second in command’s throat tore him out of his mental tirade. He regarded his colleague with a cunning gaze.

Ginta shook his head at his Alpha. He needn’t ask to know what Kouga was thinking about.
He was more than aware that his boss was smitten with TashioTech president’s secretary something fierce. The man had practically voiced his admiration for the woman many a times, to the point where Ginta was convinced his Lord Kouga had found his intended.
Though personally, he was is more concerned with the partnership with TashioTech rather than some lovely secretary. And she was a lovely secretary indeed. But still, even though HuskyCorp was a very well off company and very successful in its own right, the advantages of partnering with TashioTech were tremendous. So the partnership should take first priority in his Lord’s mind.
But then he wasn’t the one in love so who was he to say what was more important? Whatever his Lord decide, Ginta will back him a hundred percent no matter the consequences.
-
After a less than thrilling ride, Aimaru finally pulled up to the curb right in front of the restaurant that was the agreed place for the meeting. Before they all left the car Aimaru reached to grab the tail of Sesshoumaru’s shirt to keep him in the car so he could set a few ground rules. If he didn’t do so now he was sure the two drunken saps would pull that ‘but you never said’ crap on him later.
“Before we go, I want to make it clear that no one say anything unless spoken to. And should it be that you are spoken to answer with a simple yes and a no, no matter the question. I will do all the talking and negotiating. Am I clear?” Aimaru looked seriously between the two of them with hard eyes to stress the sincerity of the situation. Again he was stunned when the demon lord simply nodded distractedly and the miko gave a thumb’s up in the back seat.
Before Sesshoumaru could move to leave the vehicle, Aimaru tightened his hold on his brother’s shirt and waited for Ronda to help Kagome out the car and out of ear shot.
“No funny business.”
The demon lord arched a brow then moved to leave again only to be dragged back into the car.
“And no hanky panky.”
Not convinced his brother got the message Aimaru dragged the demon lord into the car one more time ignoring his brother’s impatient snarl.
Aimaru simply watched him, unmoved by the little tantrum.
Sure, his brother may be the demon lord of western Japan. But the man had to remember that while Aimaru had backed off in most cases, he was just as powerful a demon lord and alpha of his own tribe as Sesshoumaru was. So because the situation calls for it, he will have to exercise his power today to make sure nothing went wrong and to keep his brother in check. Even if it means he would have to get physical with his brother. Although he hoped like hell it doesn’t come to that.
“I mean it. Keep your paws to yourself. I won’t let you defile Kagome in you drunken stupor. Am I clear.”
“Hn.”
Reluctantly Aimaru let his brother go and got out of the car. Even outside the car as he handed the valet parker his keys he kept glaring at him, reminding him to behave. Sesshoumaru simply looked bored with it all and said nothing.

No hanky panky indeed. Sesshoumaru mocked silently to himself as he smirked sinfully to the miko in front of him. She twisted in Ronda supportive arm to throw him a dazzling flirtatious smirk.
Unfortunately Aimaru spotted the miko and looked back at him.
As quickly as the smile came, it left when his brother looked back to check on him. It was amusing to see his brother play the responsible one on this occasion.
So, it seems he really stepped up the plate this time and plans to take initiative? Here Sesshoumaru thought the lout was completely incapable. He would be sure to test his brother’s patience to see just how responsible he could be.
He and everyone else followed a petite hanyou waitress with red fox ears and a long tail swaying beneath her skirt to highest floor and to a table in the far back reserved exclusively for high paying customers. There he spotted two impeccably dressed demons, one with short grey hair with a tuft of black hair streaking down the middle wearing a black Gucci suit while the other had long jet black hair pulled back into a pony tail and wore a black tailored Armani suit.
Having met with them a few times before, Sesshoumaru knew who was president and who was subordinate; that and the fact that the president wore a tailored Armani suit. Anyone who could afford to have Armani tailor their suits surely wasn’t a subordinate.
And as he recalled, they were wolves. Pack Alpha and beta, in fact their packs now hold a tribal alliance. Today would be the deciding factor on whether they would agree to a business alliance as well it seems.
But beside all that, Sesshoumaru watched the miko move toward the table. Her hips swaying provocatively in that sinful scrap of material she called a dress. He plans to have a little fun tonight…just as soon as this stuffy meeting was over. Perhaps even before then.
The demon grinned inwardly.
-
Kouga and Ginta quickly rose, arms extended to shake hands with the approaching party.
Already Ginta could see the fire light in his Alpha’s eyes when the wolf prince spotted the miko approach the table. In fact a fire lit in the eyes of almost everyone in the restaurant when they spotted the miko in black and purple strut down the isle of the restaurant. Yes, she was just that gorgeous.
Ginta didn’t remember her looking this …hot.
He could tell that this meeting wasn’t going to be too fruitful with someone as delicious as her sitting at the table.
Aimaru noticed the perverse gleam in the wolf prince’s eyes as he watched his little sister figure approach. Of course that was to be expected because Kagome was a lovely creature, only that look in the wolf’s eye was much too fervent in his opinion. He would have to keep an eye not only his brother and the miko, but the wolf prince as well.
After the formalities everyone took their seats. Aimaru took a seat across from Kouga while Sesshoumaru sat at his side next to the President’s subordinate. Ronda took the other seat by Aimaru and sat Kagome between herself the wolf prince at the large rounded table.
Judging from the wolf prince’s blatant ogling of Kagome, he was starting to question the seating arrangement. Tis’ not did bode well, not at all.
After drinks were placed down before them, Aimaru jumped head on into the discussion going over the proposal word for word from his memory. He did write it after all. He noticed the wolf prince seemed a little distracted, but at least he held the man’s interest enough to establish an agreement of sorts to the whole affair.
So far the first 15minutes of the meeting was going smoothly. He managed to get a lot of important points across with no problem. Everyone was surprisingly well behaved…too well behaved. Aimaru quickly looked between the miko and his brother. His eyes narrowed slightly in suspicion.
Out of nowhere Kagome bust into hysterical laughter seeming to struggle with something under the table.
Aimaru groaned inwardly. Of course he had spoken to soon.
He smiled apologetically to the Kouga, who thankfully didn’t seem too bothered by her sudden outburst. Though that adoring in his eye didn’t sit well with Aimaru either.
“Precious are you okay?”
The miko shook her head frantically and couldn’t manage a single word in as she fought to breathe while smacking down on the table in agony.
Aimaru face grew flat the longer he watched the miko. If he didn’t know any better, he’d say the poor miko was being tickled to death. By what he wondered. He looked over to his brother who looked innocently bored with the whole ordeal.
Movement in the corner of his eye caught Aimaru’s attention. He looked down in Sesshoumaru’s lap to find his hands in motion under the table cloth.
He rubbed an irritated hand down his face. Out of all times and things to do, he had to pick now to tickle the miko into madness.
While Kouga and Ginta was distracted with the hysterical miko, Aimaru quickly cuffed the big Inu upside the back of his head. As he expected his brother released the miko’s foot, but what he didn’t expect however was what his brother said afterward.
“Ow.” He heard Sesshoumaru exclaim loudly, gaining the awed attention of the wolf prince and his beta.
Aimaru couldn’t decide what shocked him more; the fact that the man expressed that he was in pain or the fact that he didn’t attempt to gut him for the assault.
Thinking quickly, Aimaru eyed the waitress arriving with their dishes. “Oh, that looks delicious. Thank you beautiful.” His voice boomed loudly across the room to the waitress batting her lashes prettily at the compliment. He smiled innocently as she placed everyone’s dish at the table. “Well dig in gentlemen. We have a long night ahead of us.”
A VERY long night.
His smile never faltered as Aimaru instinctively reached under the table with his leg to break up the miko’s and demon lord’s game of Footsie. He had to reach over to pinch his secretary smartly on her thigh to hush her snickering.
Kouga ignored the three in front of him and suddenly gave his full undivided attention to the woman at his side.
By the Kami she was gorgeous. She was beautiful in her professional attire last time he seen her, but now…she was stunning.
“How do you like it here in Vegas Ms. Hiragashi?”
Kagome looked up listlessly and smiled brightly. She knew how to answer that question but Aimaru gave her specific instructions to answer only yes and no. “Yes.”
Scowling at the offhanded reply, Kouga chuckled, “So I take it you enjoy your time here in Vegas?”
“Yes.”
“So what do you like so far about Vegas?”
“No…”
“So there’s nothing about Vegas you like after all then?”
Kagome frowned deepened as she cocked her head. “Yes?”
“Okay…” Kouga started with a confused look to Ginta who answered him with a shrug. “How do you like working TashioTech? Are they treating you well there?” He asked carefully. All he needed was a slightly negative response about TashioTech and Kouga was going in for the kill.
He watched the miko frown harder as she looked up to the ceiling in thought tapping at her chin.

That particular question forced Kagome to actually give that question some thought. She went over her time as a TashioTech secretary in her head remembering that she loved the pay and benefits. But she also recalled the little to no respect she got in that office.
Suddenly the miko got angry. She didn’t know why but she felt the need to be angry. To be very angry about how they treated her at work. Night and day she busted her ass for that ungrateful company and does she even get so much as a compensation mug or a shiny ‘Employee of the Month’ plaque? No. Instead she was rewarded with complaints and more work.
Then in like the drop of a hat, something in Kagome snapped. An anger she never knew she harbored so deeply came to surface in such a force it left her breathless. She wanted gratification and the only way she felt she could get that was taking her foot out her mouth. The need to let off a let steam was suffocating.
She was feeling her cookies today and it was about time she let everyone at that table know how she felt about them and their B.S. To think she let Aimaru dictate what she should say in normal conversation. She wasn’t an invalid who couldn’t think on her own. She was a living and breathing individual who had a mind of her own. And Sesshoumaru…Lord Hard Ass more like, was a prick who acted like everyone existed to kiss his ass. Well not her, not Ms. Hiragashi. She had about enough of his messed up attitude and it about time he knew that.
“No.” she started boisterously starling everyone at the table. “They don’t treat me well. In fact they treat me like shit.”
Kouga reared back from the miko in surprise. The speed she switched gears was daunting. He had no idea she harbored so much resentment towards TashioTech. Perhaps he didn’t have to work hard to sway her to his side after all. This was turning out better than he thought or so he thought before the horns sprouted out miko’s head.
Quite the little force to be reckoned with when pissed isn’t she?
“Surely, precious, you don’t mean...” Aimaru chuckled nervously.
“Oh, can it Aimaru! I meant every damn word. I am about tired of picking up your slack while you’re off hemming up some woman in the copy room.” Aimaru looked warily to his brother sitting beside him. Ronda simply smirked. “I can’t tell you how many times I got chewed up and spit out by Lord Ice Prick because I couldn’t copy something. You should hear the mean things he says to me Kouga. It’s as if the man acted if his life was on the line sending me to go copy something and if I didn’t deliver his whole world would come to an end.”
Sesshoumaru bristled at the miko’s comment. “Clearly you over exaggerate, miko.”
Kagome wagged a finger in the demon lord’s direction. Unconcerned for the audience her table suddenly gathered. Even the waiters and waitresses stopped to stare at the scene in wonder. An all out brawl between a miko and demon lord was rare nowadays. Here they thought such debacles only happened in the Feudal Era. “Oh that’s B.S Sesshoumaru and you know it!” she growled darkly. “Clearly I overestimated your competence miko. At least attempt to do a good job miko. As always you never disappoint disappointing me MIKO!!” she drawled out mockingly. “As if a thank you would kill you.”
Everyone at the table held their breath and looked to the demon lord expectantly. Oh yes, this was a showdown if they ever saw one.
Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes at the miko across from him, leveling her glare with a glare. “You are the highest paid onna in Chicago. Hell, the highest paid secretary in America. It’s your job to cater to my every whim. You get paid more than enough to kiss my ass.”
Kagome started with a gasp of outrage. “Kiss your ass, huh? Well let me tell you, it taste exactly like what you are full of…” she paused and leaned closer to the demon lord. “Shit.”
Immediately the aura around the demon lord spurred to live with his anger, making everyone within range vacate the floor to the elevators. Kagome’s own aura flared to life in answer to his challenging stance. Baiting him.
Aimaru cleared his throat and placed a restraining hand on his brother’s shoulder. “Now everybody let’s be…”
“Stay out of this Aimaru!” Both the miko and demon lord shouted at the demon, making him jump in his seat.
Aimaru held his hands up in surrender and turned away from the whole event in his chair. He tried, really he did. But he already knew before they left his club that there was no way to prevent the disaster that was due to arise. There just wasn’t. And he was positive Karma was far from done with him.
Kouga took Kagome’s hand in his tenderly, rubbing his larger palm across hers. Everyone but him noticed the malicious growl rumbling in the demon lord’s chest. “Clearly he doesn’t know how to treat a hard working woman like yourself. Someone as smart, beautiful and talented shouldn’t have to kiss anyone’s ass no matter what the pay is. I only met you one day and immediately I knew how valuable an asset you were to that company. I saw how little gratitude you received for keeping that company on its feet. And it’s downright right wrong in my opinion.”
“Nobody asked for your insignificant opinion…” Sesshoumaru started darkly.
Kagome turned on Sesshoumaru. “And no one asked you to put your two cents in. This is an A and B conversation, Mr. Tashio, so feel free to C your way out.”
“How dare you talk to your superior that way?”
“Superior my ass. How dare you think, you’re above being told about yourself!?” She hissed in a dignified shriek making every demon in range flinch in pain. “You can take that superior B.S. and shove up your tight pasty ass for all I care.”
“I do believe, miko, you are way out of line.”
“I do believe, Mr. Tashio, that I don’t give a flying fuck.” She countered back haughtily.
“I see Inu Yasha has a very strong influence on your language precious.” Aimaru added in awe then ducked the spoon the miko hurled at his head. She did not just toss a spoon at him?! He watched the spoon sail across the room and into a man’s soup, splattering the red liquid across his tux. “Guess who’s paycheck that cleaning bill is coming out of, sure as hell isn’t mine, precious.”
“Whatever.” Kagome wagged the fork at the demon and didn’t so much as spare the man across the room an apologetic glance for ruining his suit. “Be grateful I’m saving the deadly artillery for your dickhead of a brother.”
“Try it miko and you’ll regret it. I promise you.” Sesshoumaru threatened darkly while his hand forced the arm of the expensive chair to buckle with his claws.
Kagome snorted rudely and rose from her seat. “Oh please. Oh what ya gonna do, bore me to death? Ya damn near came close to killing me earlier back at the club.”
“I find it hard to answer any woman seriously, who dress the way you do. I’ve seen strippers dressed more modestly.” He rose from his seat in sync with the miko.
Oh good lord in heaven this was getting out of hand. Ronda smacked Aimaru’s leg. “Aimaru do something.” She sighed when her boss shrugged an indifferent shoulder, pouting like jaded child.
“I don’t care anymore.” And he didn’t. Aimaru gave up caring the moment his little miko started hurling utensils at him. Another mental note to self: Inform the brewery that Alpha Bitch induces another side affect…sever psychotic mood swings.
Sesshoumaru regarded the miko across from him. There she was the highest paid subordinate in the country and that wasn’t good enough for her. What arrogance to believe that she wasn’t replaceable in his company. There were countless people in line that would kill for her place as his secretary. It’s about time he taught her the hard cold lesson of humility. “We are done here miko. Tomorrow when we return to Chicago, you will gather your things and vacate my office…permanently.” His voice cold as he stared down his nose at the miko arrogantly.
When the words of her demise left the demon lord’s lips, like a ton of bricks, it hit Kagome. She had just got fired, really and truly fired. Now what? “But how will I pay bills, what about my mortgage for my condo, what about my little Shippou?”
“That obviously didn’t matter to you when you first opened you mouth now did it miko? Why should it matter now?” he all but hissed at her.
Crestfallen, Kagome slumped back into her seat. He just fired her…she couldn’t believe it. After all she done for him and his company.
His head resting on his raised knuckles, Aimaru looked down at his phone to note that the time was 4:18 p.m. then sighed irritably. “Well there goes TashioTech.” He mused dryly.
Ronda smacked his arm. “Don’t be an ass Maru darling.”
“Hn.” It wasn’t as if he lied or anything.

“Kagome…” Kouga started as he scooted closer to her. “Just come work for me. Bring your pup and friends and I’ll pay for room and board for everyone so you can work with me in New York. I’ll double what he pays you and make sure you have the best benefits available. What do you say?” he asked gently.
Turning to the wolf prince beside her, Kagome regarded his question carefully. That did sound like a good offer. But New York?
Sesshoumaru felt his ire rise to levels that wasn’t healthy, even for him. But then what did he have to be angry about? She was no longer his employee. Of course she had a right to accept his job offer since she no longer had an obligation to him. But still, she didn’t need to look so hopeful about his offer. It wasn’t even all that great of an offer. Like she could move all the way to…
“When do I start?”
Wait what!?
He looked to the miko in shock. She was leaving him? She wasn’t serious was she?
“I’m ready when you are.” Moving to New York was a stretch but the thought of staying in Chicago seeing that damned Tashio Towers building break the horizon would drive her nuts. Besides let a certain someone tell it, she wouldn’t be missed anyhow.
Sesshoumaru all but gawked. She was leaving him.
Who would bring him his special coffee piping hot; who was going to man the office while he was gone; who else was strong enough to put his little brother in his place when he wasn’t there? There was no one the demon lord could think of who was good enough to take her place.
There would be no one to take care of him. At that moment the demon lord felt like a lost puppy.
“This Sesshoumaru forbids you to go…”Sesshoumaru suddenly called out halting everyone in their tracks.
Kagome crossed her arms stubbornly and granted the demon lord a hard glare. “And why not? Surely you don’t think hiring me again will change anything, because it aint.”
“You have to stay with me.” She couldn’t leave him. He wanted her here. So much in fact that he would do anything to keep her here.
Aimaru threw back another shot of whisky. This was getting stranger by the minute. First they wanted to screw each other’s brains out, then they snuggled, then they acted like they wanted to kill each other, and now his brother looked as if he was going to make the confession of the millennia. He can’t handle this madness sober anymore. He turned to coax the waiter into crawling from behind the bar to pour him another glass. It wasn’t surprising the little hanyou zipped back around the bar out of sight after shoving the bottle in his hands. He quickly popped the top off and turned up the bottle.
Kagome’s softened her eyes expectantly. “Why?” Dare she hope? Dare she think that the big Inu realize how much he needed her? The suspense was killing her. “Why should I give up a lavish life in New York with a kind hearted boss who promises to pay me double what you pay me Sesshoumaru?”
Sesshoumaru just stared. Why should she give up that offer for him? What have he done to keep her loyalty? But…he just couldn’t bear losing her. What could he offer her that would make her stay with him? Just then an idea popped in his head. It was harebrained, over the top, maybe even ludicrous but Sesshoumaru had a feeling it may prove useful to keep her by his side…forever.
“Marry me miko.”
A geyser of whiskey exploded of Aimaru’s mouth at the sound of words he didn’t think his brother was drunk enough to say. Did the big dolt just ask the miko he just fired to marry him? He knew he couldn’t really hold them completely responsible for their actions because he knew their actions were orchestrated by the Alpha Bitch but…Well as long as the miko remain mad at him and don’t accept his brother’s ridiculous proposal all should be fine right? Right? Aimaru dared to hope.
Eyes wide in awe, Ronda quickly reached to pound on her boss’s back as he hacked and coughed the burning liquid out of his lungs. All the while her eyes were still glued to the couple. “Easy there darling.”
He managed to cough up all but his tonsils as he glared at his brother. “Sesshoumaru…that’s just too…”
“I accept.” Kagome yelled across the room. She wrenched her hand free of Kouga’s and raced around the table to throw herself into Sesshoumaru’s arms. The demon lord caught her willingly into his long strong limbs.
Everyone around to bear witness gasped, some awed, some even cried. Though, the one who cried turn out to be Kouga, on the inside of course. He did have his pride to uphold you know.
Before the scene could reach its romantic climax everyone was distracted by Ronda concerned shouts as she shook an unconscious Aimaru in an attempts to rouse him.
“Aimaru? Darling can you hear me? Wake up darling. Aimaru? Aimaru!” The frantic red head smacked not so gently at the unconscious demon’s face hoping to stir some reaction out of him. His long heavy body slumped over leaning against her side forcing her to fight to keep him up. “Aimaru really this is no time for a nervous breakdown! Wake up and talk them out of this before it gets worse.”
Unfortunately her words fell on deaf ears. Aimaru was too far gone in shock in shock.
His precious little miko is marrying his brother? How was he going to explain this to their sober selves? How was he going to explain this to mother?
Karma you cruel bitch. You cruel, cruel bitch.He chanted over and over in his head.

Aimaru glared at the couple on the bed staring off into space. Both of them looked ashamed to look each other in the eye. Well they should be ashamed. Earlier this morning, Aimaru had to suffer the indignity of dying a patch of grey hair in his dark mane of hair. Yes, last night was just that stressful.
“So what do you have to say for yourselves hmm?”
Kagome looked down at the rock on her finger then over at the rock on her husband’s finger. “So that’s all that happened?” she asked meekly, though she had an idea she knew the answer to that question.
“Is that all?” Aimaru asked in disbelief the turned to his secretary in bewilderment. “Is that all?”He watched her shake her head slowly, he looked back to the miko who looked like she wanted to be invisible. “Why precious, that’s only the beginning of you and your husband’s wild night in Vegas. Only the beginning.”
Kagome groaned while Sesshoumaru still toyed with the ring on his finger with a blank look on his face. Did he and the miko really behave that way in public? Surely his brother had to making that up. But still, the demon lord could only imagine the field day the paparazzi and the tabloids was having on all this. He can’t even decide where to even begin fixing all this.
Watching the couple, Aimaru started to feel sorry for them.
He snorted rudely. On second thought, these two should really feel sorry for him. These two owed him big time for all the trouble they’ve caused him.
“Well if you two are done wallowing in regret, I’m ready to continue.”Aimaru crossed his arms impatiently.
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