Now What?

Kagome swirled on her rolling chair. She rolled to her right, then back to her left. She had a mountain of paper work and she was determined to finish it quick. She didn’t want any ‘homework’ for this weekend. The days had flown by, Monday, of course, was the worse. Not only did she hear rumors all day, but her lunch with Kouga...wasn’t what she had expected.

Meeting him outside at the parking lot at noon, went all wrong. Kouga looked like he wanted to vomit and gagged every now and then whenever she came close to him. It looked like he was trying his damnest not to touch her, even trying to avoid getting close to her. Then when they got to the restaurant, Miroku was being suffocated by Koharu.

Apparently, Sango gave Ayame a deal. The deal was for Ayame to slip one of the companies ‘example’ jewelry, mainly an engagement ring, into Koharu’s cabinet drawer. Of course, thanks to Sango, there was a note saying how much in love Miroku was with Koharu, and that he plans to have children right away. Sango told Miroku to meet him in the restaurant, for a truce. Little did the poor guy know, Koharu was waiting for him. She had ran up to him and hugged the living life out of him, while he tried to explain that it was all a misunderstanding.

Kagome couldn’t stand the way Kouga was acting. He was snarling and growling every now and then. Which struck her as a little weird. She texted Sango from her cell phone, telling her to help her end the lunch.

That’s where Ayame came in. Sango and Ayame had come in the restaurant to witness Miroku’s shock, when Kagome told Kouga that she was feeling a little ill, she told Ayame to take her place. Of course, Ayame sat down immediately and took hold of the remaining conversation with Kouga.

Both Sango and Kagome left back to work afterwards.

Kagome sighed as she counted how many times she went to lunch with Inuyasha, this week.

‘We’ve been going to lunch together everyday since Tuesday.’

She noticed it quite odd. Every time she and Kouga would begin to start a conversation, Inuyasha would suddenly appear and take her away from him. Always giving the excuse that he needed her to do some work for him. That would only end up both of them inside his office, having an intense make-out.

Kagome blushed from the memory.

‘If we keep this up, we’ll end up having sex in there!’

Her face turned scarlet red at the thought. She shouldn’t be thinking like this. She began to think of work and began her work once more. She rummaged through papers, typed in accounts, gave a few phone calls, anything that would give her mind rest. She didn’t want to think about Inuyasha. Thinking about him only left her body warm and hot, she couldn’t think that way, especially if she was a tad sexually frustrated.

‘Who am I kidding? A tad? I AM sexually frustrated!’

Throughout her two months with Houjo, he had never touched her. Only to give her a peck on the lips after a date, or just a good-night kiss. Other than that, they just held hands, and he would occasionally hug her every now and then. She was glad she broke up with him, not in a bad way of course.

The thoughts of Inuyasha came back to her mind. The way he touched her, the way he kissed her. The way she could feel his tongue in her mouth, while his hand went up her blouse, or the way he massaged her thigh. She could hear the groans come from him whenever she openly put her arms around him, or wrap her leg around his. The way he pushed on her back, crushing her body on his own, feeling him, his erection. She could feel her own sex, pulsing to his every touch, wanting him, needing him, begging for him.

Kagome grabbed a water bottle from her desk and chugged it rapidly. Her body was on fire, it with held an intense heat, and she needed to extinguish it. She was at work! How could she work when she was feeling like this? She had to calm down, for her own sake. How would she look like if someone came in, her faced flushed and her body feeling the way it was. She swallowed the last bit of water in her mouth and threw the empty water bottle in the small waste basket under her desk. She took deep breaths and brushed her hair with her fingers. She could feel a light sweat behind her neck. She groaned in agitation.

‘Why won’t he get out of my head?!’

“Can’t stop thinking about me, huh?”

‘Speaking of the devil...’

Kagome turned her chair around to face her culprit. “What makes you think that?”

Inuyasha smirked, as usual. “What makes me think you weren’t?”

Kagome leaned in her chair and crossed her legs, knowing Inuyasha’s eyes would look. She thrusted her chest up and spoke in a seductively manner.

“How can you be so sure as to even think, that it’s you I’m thinking about?”

Inuyasha knew her game, so he played back. He leaned towards her, placing one hand on her desk, and the other on a small space on her chair, next to her thigh. Kagome sunk in lower, gulping all the while. Inuyasha came face to face with her. Whispering huskily to her.

“For your sake, it’d better be me you’re thinking about. You’re mine. I don’t like to share what’s mine.”

Kagome didn’t know what to do. He was seducing her, she knew it. He wouldn’t win, she wouldn’t let him.

She sat higher, straighter. She slowly wrapped her ankle around his, ‘accidently’ rubbing her leg against his. She leaned forward, causing his to move back. All the while whispering seductively back at him, seeing him gulp was all she needed.

“That’s good. Because I don’t like to share, either.”

Inuyasha was on fire, he was trying to restrain himself from throwing her on the desk and screwing her right there. The way she was looking at him didn’t help either. She looked like she wanted him. His mind began to go hay-wire.

‘Take her now damn it! She’s your’s! She just admitted it!’

Inuyasha breathed in slowly. No way was Kagome in charge of this.

He put his hand on her thigh and moved his leg in between, separating her legs little by little. He began to move his hands in circles, massaging her thigh, knowing she would love it.

Kagome tried to breath slowly. She wasn’t sure who was in charge now, her or Inuyasha. By the looks of it, Inuyasha was winning. He smirked seductively to her, knowing she would melt. By this time, Kagome thought she had forgotten how to breathe. They were face to face, his eyes deep in hers, waiting for her to do something. She wasn’t going to give in... at least she didn’t so.

Inuyasha grabbed her hand and brought it to his lips, he kissed it tenderly, his eyes never leaving hers. He took hold of one of her fingers, he brought it to his lips and kissed as well. Then he began to lick and suck the tip of her finger. Kagome was trying her damnest to stay calm. But how could someone stay calm when a hot and sexy man is in front of you, trying to...well, seducing you, and all you want to do is wrap your legs around his waist and beg for him to fuck you like crazy!?

‘What in the HELLS is wrong with me?!’

Suddenly a thought struck her. She would win this, no matter what!

She snatched her hand back, took his hand off her thigh and turned her chair around. Inuyasha was in utter shock.

‘No fuckin’ way...she just...’

Kagome grinned in triumph. She got out of her chair and leaned down to get a paper long forgotten under her desk. When she glanced back at Inuyasha, he was still towering over her, waiting her every move. She turned her head, grabbed the paper, and came up slowly. Making sure her ‘rear’ would come into contact with his tight erection. She rubbed her bottom against the hardened member, she could hear him hiss in pleasure. She turned her body around, only to find him put his hands on her counter, behind her. This made them really close. She rubbed her leg on him and put her hands on his chest. She rubbed up and down, memorizing the muscles underneath. She put her face real close to his, her lips close to his, when she spoke, their lips grazed over each other. She whispered lightly and sexually to him.

“If you want to keep me. . .dominate me. . .you’ll have to try a little bit harder!”

With that she took the paper in her hand and pushed him lightly out of her way, and out the cubicle.

Inuyasha just stood there. Had she won? He pondered a bit before leaving her cubicle. As he was walking towards his office, he thought about what she had said.

‘A bit harder?’

No one, ever, had been this way with him. Usually after the first make-out, they would ‘beg’ for him to sleep with them. Kagome....was different. She wouldn’t back down. He grinned, remembering their lunch dates. She was always laughing, smiling, staying herself, keeping it real. He liked that about her. That, and the fact that she was ‘dominant’ in her own way. She was going to be a challenge. Not to mention different. He smiled seductively to himself as he went in and closed the door to his office.

‘She’s mine. And she knows it.’

That’s why she was being difficult. That’s why she would end the make-out’s fast, always giving excuses. He realized this, and it only brought him a smile. He knew he had no competition.

‘She’s all mine!’

Kagome made it just in time to the bathroom. She hurriedly walked to the sink, turned on the cold water, and splashed it on her face. She did so about three times before shutting the water off. She took paper towels in her hand and dabbed her face, she didn’t want to scrub her face, that would only leave it red. She breathed in the paper towel, then threw it away. She fixed her hair neatly by brushing it with her fingers. She straightened out her skirt and blouse. She looked like a mess. If this kept happening when she was around him, she would have to try to avoid him.

‘Oh gods. . .I’m doomed. . .and he knows it. . .’


Sango was in her own cubicle. She was typing happily as an employee could type. Seeing Miroku’s eyes widen like that was. . .a total ‘Kodak’ moment! She loved it!

‘Revenge is so sweet!’

She kept typing till she felt someone behind her. She turned her chair around and saw Miroku, looking down to her. She smiled cheerily, and innocently.

“Why hello Miroku! How’s-“

Sango didn’t get to finish. Miroku had grabbed her arm, lifted her out of her chair and stood her up, only then did he let her go. Sango was pissed! How dare a MAN grab her like that!

But before she could chew him out for it, spoke in hissed words to her.

“We need to talk!” Sango then smiled innocently once more.

“About?”

“Don’t play the fool, Sango. You know damn well what about!”

Sango just played it smooth. She knew he was angry. He had every right to be, but then so did she. Miroku glared at her.

“We can’t talk here, care to JOIN me?”

“Whatever.”

He led her out of her cubicle and into one of the copy rooms. Sango eyed the room, but then turned her attention to Miroku. He closed the door and locked it. Sango gave him a quizzical look. Miroku turned to face her, he was breathing in deeply, and calmly, reciting every chant that the monastery had taught him in his head. He approached her, they were face to face, he was giving Sango the most murderous look ever, and she didn’t care.

She leaned against the wall and placed her hands behind her back, all the while with a big grin.

“What’s the matter monk? Didn’t like the taste of your own medicine?”

He leaned his face towards hers and smirked seductively.

“Actually. . .”

His lips touched her own before she knew it. He was kissing her hard, Sango was in complete shock. His tongue teased her lips in a way she didn’t know. She opened her mouth and his tongue moved in fast. She could feel the warmth of his tongue, the force it held when it swirled and moved with her own. He began to rub her breasts, and the other hand rubbing her ‘rear’. He was kissing her with so much passion, such intensity, Sango could barely keep herself up. She felt the heat run through her body, like fire. She could feel the back of her neck become damp in sweat, she felt her sex bulge with a strange and exciting sensation.

Miroku somewhat sensed her incapability to stand. He grabbed her ‘rear’ with both hands and lifted her up, her legs went instinctively around his waist. He leaned on her, using the wall behind her for support. He slowly rocked his erection on her sex, all the while biting lightly on her breasts from the outside of her blouse.

Sango just took hold of him, he was dominating her, she knew it, and she loved it. She wrapped her fingers in his hair. Her arms around his shoulders, could feel his tense muscles, her mouth closely to his ears. She was gasping for air, she needed to breathe, yet she didn’t care at the same time.

“Miroku. . .please!”

She could hear Miroku muffle something out, he wouldn’t leave her breasts’. But then his mouth took hold of her neck, nibbling, sucking, to his enjoyment.

“What do you want me do...?”

Sango didn’t think she could breathe enough to talk. She whispered and gasped out her need.

“Have me! Please. . .”

Upon hearing that, he stopped paying attention to her neck and looked at her square in the face.

Before she knew it, he let go of her and she plopped to the floor with a thud. He turned around and began to fix his shirt and pants.

Sango was still on the floor. She had no clue to what was going on.

‘What. . .why did he. . .’

Her mind was full of unanswered questions. She groggily stood up and began to fix her self up too. Once both were done, Miroku opened the door. Sango looked at him, dumbfounded.

Before he walked out, he glanced towards her.

“About your question from earlier. . .”

Sango could feel the heat of anger rise upon her. Gods help her if she killed him right here and now. She now realized what his intention was. And she hated him for it.

“I happen to like the taste of my medicine.” His eyes darted towards her blouse.

Sango took notice and looked at her blouse. She gasped and her face turned red with embarrassment. There were wet stains from his sucking on her breasts’. She looked horrified to him. He just smirked and walked out.

Sango didn’t know whether to cry or to scream her lungs out.

She did some heavy, HEAVY, breathing. She grabbed a couple of papers and hugged them to her chest. There was no way she was walking out with wet stains on her blouse. Before she walked out, she turned left and right, and walked towards the bathroom. All the while chanting in her head.

‘That monk will soon PAY!!’

Miroku strolled his way towards his cubicle, whistling lightly till he got there. Getting Koharu to think that it was someone else that left that note and ring to her took the whole day. Then explaining why he had made-out with her. . .

‘That woman is crazy...’

But handling Sango the way he had, gave him utter happiness. He sighed in relaxation.

‘She wants me. That I know.’

Unbeknown to everyone on the office floor, two others in a closed office, were setting things straight.

A woman with dark brown hair, close to black, was putting her hair back in a bun. She clipped a feather pin atop of her hair. She straightened her outfit, her black Versace office suit, without a wrinkle to the eye. Her magenta colored eyes, roaming the floor for her shoes. She walked over to them and slipped them on. She straightened out her skirt, the clothe hugging her curves in all the right places.

She felt someone put their arms around her waist. Firm arms squeezed lightly, telling her in some form that she was to stay. She heard her name in a whisper.

“Kagura...”

She turned her self, the arms never leaving her waist.

“Sesshomaru.”

A tall man with golden-amber eyes stared at her. He had a stoic nature to himself, and so was his personality. He never showed emotion, and was always professional. He was a man of his word, and a man of business. Being the owner of Shikon Enter., Sesshomaru Hakatashi was firm and always serious.

Kagura Kaze, she was an employee for Kuroi Enter. She managed break deals and contract deals too. She was always strictly professional. She was beautiful, and very seductive. But she never held on to anyone. She believed in her ‘freedom’ as a business woman. Never would she let a man take a hold of her life. Until, she met Sesshomaru. To her, he was unlike the rest of the rich scum bags she dated. This is what she could call a real man.

“You could stay, if you wished.” Kagura smirked and left around him to get her brief case and portfolio.

“I could...” Sesshomaru eyed her. She was lovely to him, and everything he would ever want.

“But you must...?” Kagura turned to face him.

“I must get these reports to Mr. Negau. You know him as well as I.” He walked towards her.

“I know you.”

Kagura avoided his gaze. She knew he was emotionless, but when he looked at her the way he did, it sent a pain to her chest.

“Sesshomaru. . .you know I can’t. I’ve already explained. Don’t make me stop seeing you.”

Sesshomaru turned around and readjusted his tie. His back was facing her, and he hated it.

“I see.”

Kagura sighed in agitation. Every time they met like this, every time they said it was only to be ‘business’, they ended in the same spot. Both wanting the other to stay, but never being able to do it. Kagura walked slowly to him, she placed her hands on his waist and leaned her head on his back. She immediately sensed him stiffen.

“Sesshomaru...you know why we can’t. You understand, you told me this.”

He turned around immediately and grabbed her by the shoulders, kissing her. Kagura responded to him. They were like one, he and her. She slowly wrapped her arms around his neck, he moved from her lips towards her neck, then to the crook of her neck. She exhaled as she felt his breath upon her. She hugged him tighter, she wanted for him to do it. He knew what went on in her head. He wanted to as much as she. But he knew the consequences, her consequences. He would never jeopardize her in any way.

Instead, he grunted and just laid his head on her shoulder, breathing deeply. Kagura wasn’t sure whether to be angry, or to be sad. Her life was complicated, and she hated it. She hated the fact that she wasn’t free to be with one she loved.

She put her hands on his chest, he placed his chin on her head. She leaned her head on his chest, his arms wrapping around her, protectively. They embraced each other for a couple more moments until his office phone rang. He sighed and let her go for the phone. Kagura hugged her arms, missing his warmness already.

“Yes?” Sesshomaru looked toward Kagura, then back at his desk.

“Ms. Kaze has left, only ten minutes ago.” Sesshomaru hung his phone and looked towards her.

She had her brief case and portfolio in hand. He walked towards her, stopping only a couple of steps behind. She turned around, a slight smile on her face.

“Till we meet again, Mr. Hakatashi.” Sesshomaru nodded, his stoic ‘mask’ in place.

“Ms. Kaze.” She turned to the door, but not before Sesshomaru appeared before her, with the door open.

She gave him her seductive smile.

“Always the gentleman I see.” Sesshomaru narrowed his eyes to her, a slight smirk on his lips.

“Vixen.”

With that she walked out and off the floor. He closed the door to his office and made himself a drink at his mini-bar. He must’ve mixed at least three bottles, before adding a couple of ice cubes in. After making the toxin, he walked towards his grand view window. He eyed the building’s in front of him, and then the streets below. He noticed a limo, awaiting down below him. He watched as Kagura exited his building, and into the limo. The limo drove off slowly and before he knew it, it was out of sight. He gulped the rest of the toxin and placed it on his desk. He knew she was watching, from below. He calmly sighed.

‘Kagura...’

She was inside the limo. She knew he was at the window, watching her. He always did that. When the limo began to drive away, she looked up at him, drinking his usual when she left. She placed her hand on the tinted window, knowing he would see her.

‘Sesshomaru...’