If You're Not The One

A/N: Yes, this chapter has a cliffy. I will try and update quickly as my schedual permits. Enjoy and please review.
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Kagome groaned and closed her eyes. Her body was shaking and she could barely keep anything down. Silently, she cursed Jaken and his cooking. Because of him, she had prayed to the porcelain god for nearly an hour before she was finally able to stand up. Sesshomaru had not said a word. Instead, he had helped her into the shower and had washed her hair and her body, but quickly got her out when she began to shake uncontrollably. Yep, Jaken had given her food poisoning and had it not been for the way he had taken care of her earlier in the day, she would have stomped him into the ground, well, she would once she got to feeling better.

Sesshomaru silently thought of ways to make Jaken’s life a living hell. There was no way in hell that he was going to get to enjoy a round of make-up sex. No, his Kagome was so ill that she could barely walk and it pissed him off that he would be denied. Well, he would deal with Jaken later. At the moment, the only thing that mattered was getting Kagome better.

Once she was in bed, Sesshomaru heard a knock on the door and he snapped for Jaken to enter. The old man crept over to Kagome and held out his hand. Kagome eyed the small cup warily, but then recognized the pink liquid. She reached out and grasped the medicine cup, but was shaking so badly that Sesshomaru took the cup from her and fed her the medicine.

“If she is not able to go to work in the morning, she will be your responsibility until I return home. You are to have a doctor come and see her. Oh, and Jaken, we will speak of your cooking prowess later.” Sesshomaru promised, his golden gaze boring holes into his faithful servant.

Nodding, Jaken rushed out of the room. He was thankful that his head was still attached to his body. He knew how protective Sesshomaru was of Kagome and though he still acted like an ass at times, her well-being was all that mattered to his cold employer.

Once Jaken had left the room, Sesshomaru quickly undressed and slipped into the bed with Kagome. He turned his lamp off and quickly wrapped himself around her, sharing his body heat with her. As he pulled her back towards his chest, he whispered, “Kagome, never again will this Sesshomaru treat you in such a manner as I did this morning. You have my word. For now, go to sleep and we can speak of this matter when you are feeling better.”

Kagome’s stomach still felt queasy. She could feel the bed move every single time he moved and it was not helping her stomach. In the darkness of the room, Sesshomaru moved one too many times and the sound of retching was heard.

With a sigh, Sesshomaru dryly said, “I can see that we will be needing Jaken’s assistance and I will be needing a shower.”

Kagome did not respond. She groaned and allowed him to lift her up. This was clearly going to be a long night.
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Kikyo stared out the window, cursing Inu Yasha for going out with another woman behind her back. Just who in the hell did he think he was? She was Kikyo Takashiro. She was loved and admired. She was desired by powerful men and envied by their women. Men wanted her and women wanted to be her. So, how could her own husband turn his eyes away from her?

Huffing in aggravation, Kikyo turned and walked over to the phone. She had since forgotten her fright of Naraku and she was determined to not let anyone push her around. Just as she was about to lift the receiver, she heard a noise from outside her window.

Spinning on her heel, Kikyo walked over to the window and lifted the blinds. She did not see anything out of the ordinary and decided that she was hearing things. She walked back over to the phone and dialed Inu Yasha’s phone again. She was going to give him a piece of her mind.
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Goshinki sighed with relief as Kikyo returned to what she was doing. He had been watching and listening to the woman rant for nearly two hours and he had a fucking migraine that just would not quit.

He now knew why Naraku wanted to get rid of the bitch. She was too pig-headed and crazy for anyone to talk sense in to. However, this night was just for spying. He had heard her comment about how every man desired her. Snorting, he thought, ‘Men don’t desire you, sweetheart. This simply want to fuck you and then run off to something bigger and that is more of a challenge.’

He watched as she dialed a number and then he sat back to listen in on her conversation. Luckily or unluckily, depending on what she was babbling about, she had left the window open and he could hear everything.

When her call was finally picked up, she screamed into the phone, “HOW DARE YOU GO OUT ON A DATE WHEN I AM IN DANGER. YOU HAD BETTER GET YOUR SORRY ASS OVER HERE AND HELP ME. YOU PROMISED ME, INU YASHA, AND I WON’T LET YOU FORGET IT.”

Goshinki winced as her screams hit his ears. That woman was in serious need of an ass beating. However, he was hired to kill, not discipline. He watched as her face turned from red to pale and then back to red.

“What do you mean that she is a lot more of a woman than I am? I am the best when it comes to pleasing a man in bed.” Kikyo snapped. “Oh, very funny. No, for your information, I have not had that many partners and no, I have never been one for ‘supporting the team when I was in high school’ as you so sweetly put it, you sick asshole.”

Goshinki tried to contain his mirth. He had been thinking that she had become so good at pleasing men by screwing around a lot, and apparently, her ex-husband was thinking along those same lines. He listened eagerly as Kikyo screamed that she hated the man on the other end of the phone and then slammed the phone down as hard as she could.

Having heard enough, Goshinki came to the conclusion that Kikyo would not be missed should she take a sudden vacation. A permanent vacation. He quietly slipped away and headed down the street to his car. He had made sure to use the shadows to his advantage and once he was in his car, he picked up his phone. He shuddered at the thought of talking to the man, but he squared his shoulders and dialed.
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Naraku sat in his large bathtub and allowed his eyes to close. All of his plans were coming together and he had managed to clean his dirty laundry up so that those two wanna-be detectives could not slam him with anything.

He sank a bit deeper into the water and allowed his mind to fill with vivid images of Kagome. Kagome Higurashi would be the only woman to enjoy a relationship with him. It was a huge step for him, but he did not mind. She was worth the sacrifice of his bachelor status.

He could see himself coming home from a hard day’s work and her being at the door to greet him. She would be wearing nothing but a smile, ready for him to take her to the bed and ravish the hell out of her.

Naraku’s eyes snapped open when he heard his phone ring. Lazily, he reached out and grasped the phone. He answered on the third ring and was pleased to hear Goshinki’s voice.

“I have everything that I need on Kikyo Takashiro. Personally, I don’t know how you or any other man could stand to be around her. She is the most aggravating woman I have ever seen.” Goshinki said, his voice low.

Narkau sighed. “It doesn’t matter. As planned, she will be history by the end of the week. Now, let’s speak about Sesshomaru Takashiro. I want his death to be painful. He is also not to be taken lightly.” He warned.

Goshinki snorted. “Don’t worry. I have dealt with stronger men than him.” He boasted. However, he, too, had heard about Sesshomaru Takashiro, and he was a bit intimidated. They said that the man knew how to defend himself and was extremely fast. Goshinki knew that he would have to be on his toes.

“Whatever. Remember, Kagome is not to be harmed. I have thought this over, and I want her drugged. I don’t want her to witness anything that could traumatize her. I can’t have my woman mentally scarred when she could be making love with me.” Naraku said, his voice dreamy.

“Yeah, I know. Don’t worry. I have something that will put her into a nice, deep slumber. She won’t remember what happened.” Goshinki promised.

Satisfied, Naraku bid Goshinki a good night and then hung up on him. Once he set the phone down, Naraku’s eyes turned to the door. When it opened, Naraku smirked.

“Come join me. I need release, and you are the lucky lady that will give it to me, Kagura.” He said.
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Kagome awoke to find herself stretched out in bed. She looked over to where Sesshomaru was supposed to be, but he was gone. She glanced over at the clock and saw that it was a little after nine.

Gasping, she quickly sat up, but was instantly clutching her stomach. She felt her world spin and somehow, she made it into the bathroom. Jaken found her kneeling over the toilet and gently pulled back her hair.

“I have called for a doctor. She will be here shortly and hopefully, we can take care of your sickness.” He said, his voice mercifully soft.

Kagome nodded and felt a robe slide over her shoulders. Dear lord, she was mortified. She was nude and had Jaken hovering over her. Her cheeks flamed and she felt his hand upon her back.

“Don’t worry, Kagome. Your hair is covering you, and I am not that kind of man to look upon a woman when she is ill. You don’t need to be embarrassed. Now, let’s get you back to bed and propped up so that you may enjoy some entertainment while you wait for the doctor.” Jaken said, taking her arm.

Kagome allowed the old man to lead her back to the bed and he waited for her to settle before covering her with the sheet and blanket. He handed her the remote control and promised to be up with some tea and broth.

As Kagome sat on the bed, she felt the need for sleep beginning to take over and as she was about to drift off, her cell phone rang. Reaching over, she picked it up and saw that it was Kouga who had called her.

When she answered, Kouga’s voice was concerned. “Kagome, are you alright? Do you need me to come over?” He asked.

“No, I am fine, just a bit sick. I am being taken care of, I promise. How are you, Kouga?” She asked, weakly.

Kouga chuckled. “A lot better than you, apparently. Listen, I know that we have that dinner date tonight, but I am going to cancel. There is no way in hell that you are getting out of bed. So, I will see you at your little dinner party, ok?” He asked.

Kagome smiled. “Yeah, that sounds good. I’m sorry, Kouga.” She replied. After hearing him reassure her that he was fine with canceling, Kagome hung up and watched as Jaken opened the bedroom door. He slowly walked over to Kagome and laid a tray across her lap. She looked down and found a bowl of steaming broth, crackers, and a cup of hot tea waiting for her. Jaken told her to enjoy her meal and then left her.

As she took small sips of the broth, Kagome’s stomach began to quiet down and she sighed in relief. After an hour, Jaken returned and announced that the doctor had arrived. He was glad to see that she had finished her tea and broth.

The doctor was very quick and thorough. Once she was finished examining Kagome, she announced that Kagome did have food poisoning, but that the worst seemed to be over. All she needed now was bed rest and that she could return to work by Thursday. After thanking the doctor, Jaken led her out and closed the bedroom door.

Kagome snuggled deep into the covers and shut off the television. She had today, tomorrow, and the next day off. She could only imagine what Sesshomaru would say.
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He was pissed. No, he was beyond pissed. The temp agency had sent him over a moron to fill Kagome’s place and the girl had managed to spill whiteout all over his new suit. After she grabbed a handful of tissues, she had wiped at the mess and managed to smear the whiteout all over his expensive attire. Finally had reached the end of his patience. He threw the girl out of his office building and called the agency. He yelled at the woman who had sent the girl over and told her that he will be spreading the word that their agency was not worth the time to deal with.

After he hung up with the woman, he walked to the door and yanked it open. He saw Nazuna glance up and her eyes grew wide. He glared down at her and snapped, “What?”

Nazuna slowly shook her head. It was just too good to pass up. “Sir, the whiteout goes on the paper, not on your suit.” She said. She was trying hard not to laugh, but seeing him with smears all down his expensive suit was extremely funny.

Sesshomaru normally would have made a snappy comeback, but he was so enraged at the moment that he simply turned and stormed back into his office. He heard his phone ring and he yanked it up. He was about to tell Nazuna off, but she quickly announced that Jaken was on the phone with news about Kagome.

Taking a deep breath, Sesshomaru hit the button that connected him to Jaken and coolly asked, “What did the doctor say, Jaken?”

Jaken took in a deep breath. His employer was clearly having a bad day. “The doctor said that Kagome does in fact have food poisoning and that she is to stay in bed. She may return to work on Thursday.” He said, his voice small.

Sesshomaru fought the urge to throw a temper tantrum. Instead, he told Jaken that he would be returning home shortly and to have lunch prepared for him. When he got off the phone, Sesshomaru stood up and took off his suit jacket. The stench from the whiteout was making his head hurt. He strolled to the door, his jacket over his arm, and walked out of his office. He glanced down at Nazuna, who held a startled expression on her face, before a mischievous grin appeared.

“Sesshomaru-Sama, you may want to walk with your jacket hiding your, um, lower region.” She suggested.

Fearing the worst, and getting it, Sesshomaru discovered that some of that damn whiteout had fallen onto the crotch of his pants and now, he had a large white spot for all to see. Hmmm, he had to wonder if he could sue the company that makes whiteout for all of the humiliation that he had gone through because of their product.

After he decided to take Nazuna’s advice, Sesshomaru managed to make it down to his car and began the drive home. Two more days until his Kagome would be back at his side, where she belonged. With her beside him, he was unstoppable.

When he reached his home, he no longer worried about his appearance and walked into his house. He quickly moved to sit at the head of his table, and when Jaken appeared with his lunch, the old man quickly placed the plate in front of Sesshomaru and bowed low.

“Sesshomaru-Sama, I apologize for making Miss Kagome ill. It was not my intention and I have called the store that I bought the seafood from to complain about their product. I will never use anything from that particular store ever again.” Jaken promised, hoping that his job was still in tact.

Sesshomaru thought a moment, and then lifted a forkful of food to his lips. He took a bite and nodded in satisfaction. He glanced over at the old man, who had been with him for several years, and then finally said, “I will leave that decision up to Kagome. It will be her that you deal with.”

Jaken wanted to sigh with relief. He had a feeling that Kagome would forgive him and had even thanked him for bringing her lunch. Yes, his job was safe. He quickly scurried into the kitchen and set to work with the dinner preparations.
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Finishing his lunch, Sesshomaru left the table and made his way up to the bedroom. When he entered, his Kagome was propped up on pillows and watching the television. Her face was pale and she looked miserable.

“Hi. Are you home for the day?” She asked, her voice wavering. She inwardly winced at how pathetic she sounded.

“Yes. That fool that they sent over from the temp agency kindly destroyed my suit, so I decided to take the rest of the day off. How are you feeling?” He replied, his golden eyes trained on hers.

Kagome shrugged. “I feel like I have been kicked in the stomach. Jaken has been taking very good care of me.” She said.

Sesshomaru nodded as he shrugged out of the rest of his suit. When he stood only in his boxers and socks, he held up his ruined pair of pants and glared at the large stain that rested on the crotch. Disgusted, he threw the pants to the ground and removed his socks and boxers.

Without a second thought, Sesshomaru went into the bathroom and took a shower, intent on washing that stench off of him. Whiteout was simply nauseating. Once again, thoughts of a hefty lawsuit filled his mind, but he shook his head and quickly got out. Eager to join his woman in bed, Sesshomaru dried off and walked out of the bathroom. Soon, the happy couple lay in bed, her head resting on his shoulder as his hands gently caressed her shoulders and belly.

After a short while, Sesshomaru looked down and found that Kagome had fallen asleep. Resting his head upon hers, Sesshomaru reached for the remote control and quickly changed it before yet another talk show came on and bored him to tears. How women could stand to watch that senseless dribble was beyond him.

After a couple of hours in his arms, Kagome finally stirred and opened her eyes just as Jaken knocked. When told to enter, the old man brought in Kagome’s tray and then brought in a tray for Sesshomaru. While Kagome had her tea and broth, Sesshomaru enjoyed a simple chicken dish.

Kagome finished up her light meal and glanced out the window. It had already grown dark and she wondered where the day had gone. She heard Sesshomaru chuckle and she glanced over at him, a questioning look marring her beautiful features.

“It just occurred to me that you were to dine with Kouga on this evening. I am sure that he will be upset that you were unable to attend.” He smirked.

Kagome shrugged. “Actually, he was the one who canceled it. He knows that I am sick and he said that he can wait until the dinner party to see me.” She replied, absently.

If he had been anyone else, he would have pouted. He really wanted Makasuno upset. How he hated that man. However, he pushed down the feelings of jealousy and casually asked, “When did you speak to Kouga?”

Kagome quirked her eyebrow up and said, “He called earlier. Why does it matter? Don’t tell me that you are still jealous about Kouga? We have never done anything except kiss, well, he kissed me, but I assure you that he instigated it all. Let it go, already.”

Sesshomaru turned his eyes away from the woman beside him. “I am not jealous. I do not get jealous.” He grumbled.

“Yeah, right. And Kikyo is the total picture of innocence.” She mumbled. She hid a grin when her lover snorted and felt him nudge a bit closer to her. “Tonight, try to keep the contents of your stomach to yourself, if you don’t mind.” He said, amused at the blush that spread across her cheeks.

“Well, quit moving around and I will. It was because of all that moving around you did that made my stomach upset, so blame yourself.” She replied.

Sesshomaru sighed and quickly tucked Kagome’s head underneath his chin. She was a fiery one, his Kagome. After watching a few programs, Sesshomaru noticed that Kagome had grown silent and still. Taking that to mean that she was asleep, he reached behind him and turned off his lamp. After he shut off the television, he closed his eyes and did his best to drift off to sleep.
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A dark figure made its way around the perimeter of the Takashiro estate. It had quickly learned the layout of the house and its only task now was to get inside. He had been careful in his plan to kill Takashiro.

Goshinki chuckled. He had discovered that Sesshomaru only kept one servant around, and that servant was an old man. It would be easy to subdue him. Making his way to the side door, Goshinki carefully picked the lock and made his way into the house. He had already disabled the security system and he had something very special for Kagome in his pocket. Because he did pity the woman for being Naraku’s chosen, he did not want her to hurt nor did he want her to remember the terrifying events that were about to take place. However, he would leave behind the syringe so that when the authorities came, they would see that Kagome had been a victim and had not perpetrated the crime that was about to take place.

He walked into the large house and quietly made his way up the stairs. He could hear the soft snores that were coming from the master bedroom and he smirked. This was going to be easier then he thought.

Slowly opening the door, Goshinki peered inside and saw a woman spread out on the bed. He lifted an eyebrow when he saw that she was alone. Damn. Well, he would simply have to prowl the house and shoot Takashiro once he found him. He had so wanted to slit the bastard’s throat.

Sighing in disappointment, Goshinki moved to the bed and quickly removed the syringe. He stepped forward and leaned over Kagome, but stopped when her eyes fluttered and opened. Suddenly, the game had changed.

Kagome sucked in a deep breath and screamed for Sesshomaru. The strange man quickly covered her mouth and yanked her neck to the side. She whimpered when she felt him insert a needle into her and then pull her into his arms.

Goshinki leaned over, his mouth to her ear, and whispered, “Shhh, don’t worry. In a moment, you won’t feel anything. When you wake up, you won’t remember anything. I know that you are worried that I am planning on raping you, but be assured that will not happen. I don’t need to rape women. Go to sleep and forget all about me.”

Kagome felt her body drift. Her eyes rolled up into the back of her head and she softly groaned. When her eyes closed, she knew nothing more and she happily embraced the darkness.

Goshinki slowly lowered Kagome to the bed. His eyes snapped up when he heard footsteps coming towards the room. He quickly covered Kagome and hid in the shadows, waiting for his prey.

When the door opened, a figured stepped through and a voice whispered, “Kagome, are you alright?”

Snorting, Goshinki lifted his gun and aimed at the man in the doorway. Too bad that Takashiro would never know what hit him.