6 Months, 25 Girls

Hey all :hides behind beta reader with gun: I’m sorry but I have an excuse.

I died.

Okat so I didn’t die but I was so far away from technology and well school was evil and I got to go to the ZOO!!!!

Anyway here is my next chapter of my story, the longest so far. My poor beta reader who had to work on this for hours for it was so long!! But thankies to my Raven who is awesome in everyway!!!

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Shinubu-Akki – this means Silver Demons it’s the name of Sessho’s gang, Naraku is part of it but since he is also evil he is trying to over throw the poor guy. Let’s all wish Sessho luck…

Asha Suko- is the author dude and I kinda own him kinda don’t you’ll see how later

Shu Fang- the cat that belongs to Yue, not appearing in this chapter but she is alive!

The names that are part of the competition are all from Inuyasha except for the last names. They are mostly from earlier or later episodes. Yeah the last names seemed weird but it’s my story and when do last names ever seem to suit a person?
As usual...
“Blah”- talking
‘Blah’- thinking
§♥Crying♥§-change of scene
☼ Flashback ☼ or ☼ End of Flashback ☼- will be stated
♣♣♣- a change in perception but basically the same scene
Heyheyhey did ya know that Sango’s name means Coral and in Japanese Finding Nemo, Nemo’s mommy would be called Sango….ain’t that soo cool?? I’m not that weird bleh
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Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any of those characters that are involved in Inuyasha. I do own Emi, Daisuke, Yukio and all the other characters that do not belong in Inuyasha. I also do not own the song "Amphetamine" By Ever Clear
Parings: Sess/Kag, San/Mir, OC/Inu, Ship/Sot, Rin/Koh, Shi/Sou, Ba/Ja, Ko/Ay
I hope you all enjoy the story…

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The Mess We Are In…

Inutaisho Saigoku had surpassed being a simple ruler of the Western lands, long ago. He was not only one of the top Diamond Dogs, an organization that was known for having the most powerful; humans, hanyou’s and youkai’s. But he had ties in politics, law enforcement, anything you could think of, he had a paw in.

But the greatest achievement was that he was the president of the most sought after company. His products were rare and Japan wasn’t his only territory anymore, he reach had expanded to China, the middle-east, Europe, America and everywhere else. The jewelry his company produced were wanted everywhere for one reason, they were rare, valuable and exquisite.

While only a few knew who he actually was, the world knew of his name. For Inutaisho had been the first and only to catch the unobtainable, Dog Demoness, Lady Diamonds, in both business and in bed.

With the marriage, Inutaisho and Lady Diamonds were able to create some of the rarest pieces of jewelry in the world. She found the rarest gems, some that had never even seen the light of day and Inutaisho created the sets that could house such a find.

Sometimes, orders were even placed for larger items that had nothing to do with jewelry. It was in this business when Inutaisho first heard of the Shikon no Tama and found one of the pitiful miko’s who had been entrusted with its secret.

Wanting to possess this amazing gem, he tried many tactics in his attempt to divulge its location from the woman. But at any mention of the jewel, she would burst in tears, the cries of lost memory, touched a place in his heart.

After many years, he fell in love with this miko. His lovely Lady was accepting of the human, thinking she would outlive the girl. As fate would have it, the two women became the best of friends and, when Death came and claimed the infamous Lady Diamonds, the once pitiful miko created a name for herself.

Mitsuko took over the gem hunting and was as successful as her best friend, seeing as she had been taught by the best. Inutaisho’s children seemed to have inherited his wives traits, for they were just as infamous and just as unobtainable.

The bachelors Sesshomaru Saigoku, a full fledged Inu-youkai born of Lady Diamonds, and Inuyasha Saigoku, a hanyou born of Mitsuko, had unknowingly been born into a game that would certainly change them for ever.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Tokyo-Present~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Inutaisho stared at the rather large piles of papers that littered his desk. Somehow, after leaving his desk cleared last night, enormous amounts of paperwork had mysteriously appeared on the immaculate desk. He sighed unhappily as he thought of another boring day signing papers, going to meetings, and thinking of how to entertain himself before he died of total boredom.

The knock on his wooden door shattered the dog’s concentration on trying the get the gigantic paper wad, which contained the very same paper he had been mumbling about, into the basket. He quickly tried to tidy he desk before the person waiting got impatient and just opened the door.

“Inutaisho? Here are the….” The teenage fox youkai stared at his adopted father’s office. Balled-up contracts layered the ground around the trash bin. Peering into the bin, he noticed his father had missed every shot. 'And then he expects his sons to be talented at sports.’ He thought with wry humor.

“Good grief! These were supposed to be signed weeks ago!” Shippo Saigoku exclaimed as he glared at his father while proceeding to pick up the wads, unraveling them to see the contents.

“No! That is impossible! I had caught up yesterday!”

“That would be true if you hadn’t snuck out halfway through the day, with the decision that you where having your second mid-life crisis of this month and deciding to go to the carnival to act like a kid again” Shippo told him, Inutaisho gaining a glazed look in his eyes as he tried to recall his adventures from the day before.

“How did you know I went to the carnival?” The man asked, almost as if he was the child and Shippo was the father.

“You came in singing five minutes before I was to go home and gave me a stuffed fox and told me that you thought it was cute. You went into you office for two minutes then skipped out, singing that you had the perfect plan to get Sesshomaru a wife before going home and leaving me to finish your work. ‘Cuz of you, I only got 3 hours of sleep!” Inutaisho looked at the face his irritated son was giving him before bursting out in laughter.

“Oh, yes, the carnival was fun!" Inutaisho exclaimed with a grin. "So, did you get the files?” Inutaisho asked, replacing the grin with a serious stare.

“Files? What files!” Shippo shouted, finally reached the edge of his patience. The wads the kitsune had gathered were suddenly thrown towards the poor inu- youkai, the same for the body of the teen who slid on the desk tackling the old man, causing both to drop to the floor. Laughter from the doorway stopped the fox youkai from throttling his father any further, and all the Inu-youkai did was place an innocent puppy-dog look on his face.

“I’m so sorry to interrupt you two, but I have the files,” the owner of the laughter told the two youkai’s who where sprawled on the floor. The red kimono and maroon yukata showed off the woman’s figure and gave an extra boost to her beauty. The jet black hair was placed in discrete bun, there was little makeup on her face, and her grayish eyes glittered like firecrackers.

Still smiling, she stared at the once wrinkle-free suits that now had enough wrinkles in them to make it seem like they had never been washed or even ironed. The white tie around the Inu-youkai's neck was tightly grasped by the youngster, as if to choke him. The hair ties that had been holding back both of the youkai's hair had disappeared. All in all, they looked like two teenage friends in the middle of an argument.

“Mitsukooo! Help meeee!” Inutaisho whined to his wife who was leaning in the door way.

“Oh, but, dear husband, you do deserve it. I had to deal with the poor fool on the phone yesterday who was concerned as to why the contract hadn’t been signed. Hell, he didn’t even know if the rings would come in time for the marriage season!” Thinking her husband had had enough, she motioned for her son to stop trying to kill the one responsible for all their current messes.

“Mom, did you say you had files? What files?” The inquisitive fox asked as he tried to straighten his jacket. Finally giving up, he took it off, revealing a blue, collared shirt. Flopping down on one of the leather chairs, he waited for further explanations.

“Well, you know how your father has been thinking it is time for his children to marry?" Glancing at the teenager’s now-worried face, she quickly added, “Those who have reached the age, of course. He decided to hold, I guess you could call it, a contest. The winner gets Sesshomaru’s hand. But only specific girls are going to be competing for his love. As you know how your father is, he decided this last night that I should find the most perfect among perfect girls, and bring them over here to see which one Sesshomaru will marry.” Shippo’s eyes grew to the size of saucepans.

“Are you kidding? Sesshomaru fall in love? Hell, Sesshomaru marry?! It’s all impossible! You know he is absolutely concentrating on maintaining the Shinubu-Akki as well has keeping the persona that he is the perfect politician! He wouldn’t even take a break for father’s birthday! How do you even know that he will be okay with your plan?! He could just refuse.”

“Well his Silver Demons will have to wait because he won’t.” Inutaisho replied simply.

“And why not?” Shippo asked with both eagerness and fear for his brother.

“Well, I know Rin has always wanted a mother. And what Rin wants…” Inutaisho drifted off he watched his wife's and son's wheels turn.

“…Rin gets. If Rin says that she wants a mother to love and who will love her and him…” Mitsuko said quietly, but loud enough for the two youkai’s to hear her.

“....Sesshomaru will find a woman who he can put up with.” Shippo finished. The smile that crept upon his father's lips sent shivers down his spine. Sesshomaru had no idea what was in store for him, not at all. But whatever it was, it was going to be a lot of fun to watch.

§♥Crying♥§

The sneeze that had been itching to come out surprised the Inu-youkai as it finally did. The noise caused a young brunette girl to draw her eyes away from her painting and stare at the powerful, yet caring person in the large, black leather chair behind her.

“Sesshomaru-sama, someone must be talking about you,” Rin commented happily with her toothy grin, before putting all her concentration back to the painting of a darkening sky and peaceful green-blue waters. Sesshomaru stared at his daughter before turning back to the note on his desk. A note from his father, even just staring at it, was causing shivers to run down his spine and a headache to form

§♥ Crying ♥§

“Yue Takumori. Sacramento resident. Twenty seven human years old. She is a History Major in both the human world and the youkai one. She specializes in hand-to-hand combat but uses her twins' swords, a black and white one. Family includes: A twenty six year-old brother who is a fashion designer but mortal, a mortal mother at the age of forty-five, and some family in Japan.

“Adopted when she was two by Gabriel Duncan and Saisha Takumori. Gabriel Duncan died at the age of twenty eight, eighteen years ago. And she happens to be one of the last white tiger youkais, who are able to control ice and snow.” Mitsuko told the silent men that seemed to hang of her every word.

Wordlessly Mitsuko threw down a picture in front of them, revealing a slender girl playing a guitar. The smiling face wasn’t enough to draw their attention away from the blue triangles that ran down her face ending near the middle of her check. The ebony hair was flowing around the girl as if it were her wings.

Glancing at the info sheet she held in her hands Mitsuko’s eyes strayed on the name Saisha Takumori. Saisha was a miko, such as herself, but years before she had meet Inutaisho, she and Saisha had been friends. Their friendship based on keeping the secret of the Shikon no Tama and the fact that each had been chosen to be the guardians of one of the Four Gods gates.

But years had passed, and unlike Saisha who had stayed human, Mitsuko had mated with Inutaisho and now had youkai blood running through her veins, keeping her young and powerful.

Mitsuko gave a mental sigh, knowing that Saisha was slowly being taken in by the same power she had sworn to protect. Her mortal body aging, her miko powers weakening, it wouldn’t be too far into the future before her body would complexly reject the god she was protecting. And with that rejection, not only would one of the four pieces that were needed to obtain the Shikon no Tama, be revealed, but the god that she had been protecting could fall into evils hands.

With a small cough from Inutaisho, Mitsuko was dragged from her thoughts and continued her descriptions of the twenty five candidates. From America to France, England, Italy, Spain, Sweden, Ireland, Russia, Egypt, Greece, Holland, and finally, Japan. There were girls coming from every corner of the world. Not to mention, these girls seemed to be the best of the flock, whether human or youkai, even hanyou, there beauty was only matched by their connections (and sometimes their brains). After Mitsuko showed the two youkai’s the final candidates meant for the cold-hearted leader, a question formed in the older youkai's head.

“These girls have all the right connections, I assume.” The glare the women that he had married could have sent him into an early grave.

“Even though it shouldn’t matter,” she stated icily grinding her teeth at his close-mindedness, “all girls have a known politician, mafia, or company owner as a family member.” Mitsuko swiftly turned away, ready to release some anger far way from this office. Reaching for the doorknob, her hand instead touched a rather muscular chest.

Looking up Mitsuko’s eyes met Inutaisho’s devilish grin. A hint of playfulness showed in his eyes as he swept her into his arms. Little struggle followed before Mitsuko gave up, knowing full well she had no chance of escaping.

“You’re a jerk, you know that.” Were the last words to escape the mortal women’s lips before Inutaisho quieted her with his own. The kiss started slowly and then became a battle of dominance as his tongue broke through her lips, which had been acting as a barrier. A cough interrupted the older couple. Inutaisho looked over at his son, and, chuckling, putting down Mitsuko she caught her breathe. With a flick of his wrist, Inutaisho motioned for Shippo to leave.

Relieved, Shippo practically ran out, shuddering at the idea that the image of his mother and father basically making-out would scar him for the reminder of his life. Closing the door behind his son, he picked up his blushing wife, as he had when they had first gotten married, and carried her to his leather chair.

“I still haven’t forgiven you, you jerk. And don’t think these kisses will get you out of the hot water that your in, cause they certainty won’t…”Sitting down, his lips descended on hers once again, always enjoying how mere kisses could silence her, at least for some moments.

Mitsuko’s slender hands, moved through his silky strands, trying to bring him closer, making the kiss more passionate. Inutaisho’s hands entered through the front of the kimono, sliding to gather her breast in his calloused hand. The throaty moan was hushed by the youkai’s lips, passion flowing through both lips.

§♥Crying♥§

The fight had been going for what seemed like eternity.

Sesshomaru, tired of reading pages and pages of useless information and a stupid note from his father saying he should start packing for a vacation, decided that what he needed most was to work out all the stress. And what better way to relieve stress than to practice his swordplay while imagining the man that was the usual cause for his stress, his father.

To focused on the ways he would kill his father, that Sesshomaru never noticed the shouts and the sound of clashing metal. Opening the double wooden doors that concealed the dojo, the calm and silence that he expected to be there shattered by screams and angry remarks that were flying all over the room. Too distracted by the sudden noise that he hadn’t heard, Sesshomaru wasn’t aware that a body was flying at him that was until he was sprawled on the floor with a human on top.

‘Why do I get the feeling that today is going to worse than any other day?’ His thoughts were quickly interrupted by laughter that was trying to hide behind serious words.

“Oh, Sesshomaru, I didn’t know you liked to be on bottom. Maybe next time we can try it this way.” Cracking his closed eyes open, he reminded himself to add this moment to the list of ‘Why this day would be absolutely horrible’, he peered through the slits to find purple eyes blinking rapidly, as if the action was cute.

Sesshomaru could only stare at the mortal whose hair was tied back in a low, short ponytail and wore a black-purple kendo uniform, and had the nerve to lie on top of him.

“Unless, Miroku, you lose that object between your legs and grow breasts, we will never be this way.” Shoving the poor monk off of him, Sesshomaru stood up with the grace that youkai lords were known for. Glaring straight ahead, he found the very reason why the perverted monk had crashed into him.

The culprit could have been only Sesshomaru’s half-brother, who was currently doubled over clutching his stomach in laughter. The white dog ears that graced darkened silver hair were laying flat on his head, never perking to listen to the growl that came from the older youkai. The red keikogi and hakama made it difficult to tell if the monk had even touched him, but that idea was soon proven false for both fighters weren't wearing the traditional bogu. Meaning that both must have made several sword on flesh connections, even if they weren't visible at the moment.

A dulled metal sword was in one of the hanyou’s hands, lying patiently on the ground waiting to be used. Ignoring the hanyou that was just further proving his insanity, bright golden eyes scanned the room, until they latched unto another metal sword, this one split in half. Smirking Sesshomaru left the monk’s side, moving towards the wall that was covered with weapons. At the sound of metal scraping against wood, Inuyasha straightened himself, thinking that Miroku was ready for another round.

However once he had lifted his eyes, Inuyasha soon regretted it. Meeting his dull gold gaze was a pair of golden eyes sparking to life at the promise of the spill of blood. As the two sets of golden eyes connected with each other, electric sparks where sent from one to the other, trying to see which brother would back down first.

“Oi, Sesshomaru! I didn’t know you liked men. Is that the reason you ain’t married?” Even if Inuyasha had lost the opportunity to poke at Sesshomaru, there were some things that even Inuyasha would give his life for. And the disgusted looked at both the word ‘Married and liked men’ was enough for Inuyasha to live happily ever after.

Not bothering to pick up the sword that lay at his feet, Inuyasha turned his back towards his half-brother. Running his hand past his ears, he grasped the end of the string that held his hair in a high ponytail. The cascading silver locks gave Sesshomaru the perfect chance to attack. Why waste the perfect entrance just because his current enemy was his own flesh and blood.

“Inuyasha!” At Miroku’s cry, Inuyasha looked up. Survival instincts taking over, dropping Inuyasha to the ground, taking into possession his own sword he had abandoned. Rolling away from the sword, a quick glance told him that if he hadn’t moved, he would have already been struck down. The sound of metal slicing the air had Inuyasha instantly bring his sword in front of him protecting his chest. The two metals clashed against each other.

“What the fuck! You trying to kill me, you bastard?!” Inuyasha shouted. More infuriated because Sesshomaru had caught him off guard, then the assassination attempt.

“Inuyasha, you’re on the bottom of my kill list at the moment. Just consider this a training session. Though if you want me to kill you, I most certainly can and while it will rather messy, it would also mean that I would have to find a new leader to manage the followers that seem, for unknown reasons, to trust you. In truth all to much work. I already have enough problems then to trouble myself with yours as wells.” Pulling away the practice sword Sesshomaru had attacked Inuyasha with; the pulsations of his true partner drew his attention away.

Returning to the wall were all sorts of weapons hung, with a flick he threw is used sword away, wrapping his hand around the cool handle of Toukijin. Stronger pulsations ran through his fingers, spreading throughout his entire body before dieing away.

Returning his attention to his younger brother, Sesshomaru watched in slight interest as the hanyou returned the sword to its scabbard. Calming the racing heartbeat, with a flick to the collar of the sword, Inuyasha took his swords handle once again, releasing it from its scabbard. Flinging away the sword's protection, Inuyasha instinctively tightened his hands on the worn-out handle, from that sudden motion, the sword pulsed widely as it transformed from the dull blade into a larger sword, ten times larger then the original.

Inuyasha smirked at his weapon, this time he would be the first to attack. Taking this thought with him, he leapt into the air pushing forward to reach Sesshomaru faster. Toukijin’s tip laying anxiously on the ground.

The only sounds that could now be heard were of Miroku groaning loudly in the background, which was soon overtaken by the clashing of sounds. Sparks flared between the union of Tetsusaiga and Toukijin.

Mentally, Sesshomaru smiled knowing this was a great way to relieve all of his stress

♣♣♣

It hadn’t taken long for Miroku to fall asleep. The screams were nothing new to the monk, even if he didn’t have super-sensitive hearing that never meant he couldn’t hear the squeaking of springs and the moans that would usually soon follow. It had taken him under ten minutes to fall asleep last night after the first throaty moan had been ushered. Yet what had made the day even less intolerable was that not only had Inuyasha gotten more action in the past week than the perverted monk had, the hanyou had the nerve to wake up him up at five in the morning. The only reason being was that he was itching for a fight.

As usual his friend and boss hadn’t taken into consideration that Miroku had spent the last two days, with the maximum sleep of thirty minutes, hacking into at least twenty different systems. All in attempt to erase all knowledge of the bar fight that had included twenty of the Shinubu-Akki and had resulted in the bar being burned down, half of the bar going to the hospital and a recording of Inuyasha, standing next to a woman in a azure see-through dress, pointing at the burning bar laughing like the drunken idiot he was.

He had finally finished last night and had been hoping for nice peaceful sleep that would last till mid afternoon. But as Fate would have it, Miroku had fallen to sleep hearing moans and woken up hearing yells of fighting. Even his sleep deprived mind could tell the sun was still sleeping, resulting in the monk trying to purify Inuyasha so that he could be left alone.

Which he was, for at least two seconds before cold water was splashed all over his body, causing Miroku to leap from his now freezing bed and leave the pleasant dream of five well endowed women satisfying him in every way and form.

Within the next ten minutes he found himself removed from his room and instead holding his staff and in the dojo. So without anymore persuasion Miroku had began his fight with Inuyasha. However, as hard as he tried, including draining his holy powers, Miroku was a very sleep/caffeine and sex deprived human, so his body had grown weak and slow. Which was why he had praised kami when Sesshomaru had taken over his role.

Still there was a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach, the same feeling Miroku ignored by choosing sleep instead.

♣♣♣

The sudden push of the double doors from behind sent the sleeping Miroku flying into the fight between the two brothers. The doors swung open to reveal a rather red and breathless kitsune who collapsed to his knees against the doorframe, loosening his necktie as if more air would be allowed into his lungs.

“I must either be immortal, extremely lucky, or a cat with nine lives.” Miroku stated, finally awake from the near death encounter.

Moments before Miroku had been thrown half-way across the room, Inuyasha and Sesshomaru had been trying to outweigh each other by pressing all their weight into their swords that had collided once more. Never one to appear when Miroku was playing poker, Lady Luck came to his side, for at the moment of Miroku’s flight; the brothers had decided to separate, creating a space on the floor for the lucky monk.

“In…Inuyasha. Sess….Sessho….” Shippo tried calling their names, gasping for any air that would enter his lungs. A bottle of water appeared in front of the soon-to-be collapse boy. Snatching the bottle, it was opened with a yank, allowing Shippo to swallow it all without taking any breaks. Feeling life coming back to his body, he threw the now empty bottle to a side. Taking the offered hand, Shippo was instantly yanked up. Inuyasha stood in front of him, Sesshomaru across the room, putting away both blades; Miroku kneeling in prayer, hoping somehow he would be given a few more years.

“Shippo, what the hell's the matter?!” Inuyasha asked angrily. He was more pleased than angry, Inuyasha knew Sesshomaru was a few moves from defeating him and, if Shippo hadn’t shown up, he most likely would've been royally beaten. But why let a good thing go to waste, it was always fun hassling the youngest member of the Saigoku’s.

“Well, other than almost getting killed and getting a ticket for speeding over here, it’s about dad. I think…no, I know that he's planning something. It has to do with you two getting…well....” Shippo trailed off, knowing full well how they'd react.

‘What the fuck! There's no way I’m going to do what that old man says! I’d rather die than marry a whiny bitch!’ Was more or less what would be released from Inuyasha’s mouth and Sesshomaru....’ The image of an angered Sesshomaru with green-tinted claws slowly drifted across his mind and Shippo could only shiver.

“Shippo?” Emerald eyes moved over Inuyasha, who was cracking his knuckles wanting any answers that could be given, to his eldest brother whose elegant eyebrow was raised. The poor kitsune gulped, trying to decide whether or not he'd tell his brothers their father's plot or be a good son and keeping the secret to himself.

It didn't take long for Shippo to cave in under the pressure and promise of pain.

“Dad has decided that you guys, especially Sesshomaru, need to get married as soon as possible. This is why he is bringing twenty-five girls from all over to help you decide which one you will want to marry. We will be going to the beach house and spending the next six months getting known the girls. At the end of the sixth months, you have to decide which one you will be marrying. If you don't do this, Dad is going to put Naraku in charge of your gang as well as give Onigumo the company.” Shippo told them all in one breathe.

‘Fuck!’ Rang loudly in the two brothers' brains.

‘So father wasn’t kidding when he said I was going to take a vacation.’ Running his hands through the silver locks, Sesshomaru hid the small sigh that escaped his lips. As seconds passed, he thought of ways to convince his father that this plan was the worst he had come up with, and that including the family vacation to some exotic Chinese springs, were for every spring something had drowned. Coming up with nothing but ways of killing his father, thoughts that might have been leftover from this morning, Sesshomaru turned to the monk.

“Miroku, send every member of the Akki you can to the beach house that is the farthest from Tokyo. Upgrade the security and get it ready for everyone. Make sure half of them stay there and the other half can stay here.” The monotone voice was the same as it had been when Sesshomaru had first made his way into the dojo. Nodding, Miroku got to his feet swiftly, walking to his room to locate the members.

Leaving the dojo as well, Sesshomaru walked the opposite way his friend had gone, both younger brothers following, wanting to see how they all would be escaping from the situation. None of them knowing that in the next few months, their lives would be changed forever.

§♥Crying♥§

When Sesshomaru, Inuyasha and Shippo opened the door to their father’s office, they had expected to see their father sleeping. Shippo was praying his parents wouldn’t still be kissing. All three where surprised to find Rin playing poker with her grandmother and grandfather, surrounded by mounds of candy.

“Full House! I win!” Rin shrieked. Grabbing the pile of candy, that had been sitting between the three; she swept it all to her side. Knowingly, she turned her head and smiled at her father.

“Dad…uh …Sesshomaru-sama, Grandpa and Grandma were telling Rin how you were thinking it would be a good idea for Rin to have a mommy, to make Rin more feminine.” Rin's smile grew smaller, making so it would be easier to deploy her ‘I can’t say no to that’ puppy-dog face.

She hadn’t been lying, though. Everything she said was true, for she had, on several occasions been mistaken for a boy. Even while wearing kimonos and dresses, everyone thought she was just playing dress-up.

There was also the fact that a hundred dollars would be given to her if she completed this task. The amount she needed so she could get the cute little kitty she had been drooling over for the past few months.

Not to mention she was in it for revenge, for Shippo had been teasing her again, and while they were the same age, Rin just simply enjoyed pretending she was younger. Why waste what she had now, to act her age?

With the very simple art of acting, including a tear there and a sniffle here, Rin had been able to convince her Grandmother Mitsuko, to make a few adjustments to those being called for her Grandfather’s game. Shippo, who had always been shy around girls, was going to be in for the surprise of his life when he found out girls his age would be there too. Trying not to smile at the karma that would be coming after Shippo, Rin finally pulled out her puppy-dog face, one that no one had ever refused

It had been tested.

Sesshomaru tried to gaze everywhere, except in the location of his daughter, knowing full well what she was up to, but in the end, even that didn’t work. A single glance at her teary eyes and shaking lips, he lost all hope. All he could do was nod, agreeing to his daughter and father. Inuyasha smiled wickedly, loving his niece more than ever.

“Uncle Inuyasha, you’ll do it, too, won’t you?” Rin’s lower lip quivered, she had mastered her puppy dog face thanks to him, but that didn’t mean it would work on him. Right?

Shippo had cupped his mouth in his hand, in attempt to hide the laughter that was leaving his mouth. But as he watched Sesshomaru twitch, trying to escape the wrath of his daughter sad eyes and quivering lips, Shippo’s sides had begun to hurt from the laughter that was ransacking his body. When Rin switched her attention to Inuyasha, Shippo lost all the control he had, falling to the floor, tears slid down his face as all the laughter he had bottled up erupted.

Trying to muster up courage to tell his niece that he wouldn’t dare to be part of the stupid idea of his father, without actually looking at her, Inuyasha was surprised when Sesshomaru answered for him. The answer being the complete opposite of what Inuyasha had been planning to say.

“Rin, don’t worry-all of your uncles will be involved.” Rin smiled, knowing her uncles wouldn’t dare say anything against the decision of her father. At the sound of an ‘s’ following uncle, Shippo stopped laughing instantly, Inuyasha’s eyes spiting fireballs at Sesshomaru’s head.

“I’m so happy Sesshomaru-sama!”

“Is there anything else that you wanted Sesshomaru? Inuyasha? Shippo?” The tone hiding laughter that wanted so badly to be released, told them they had just fallen for the oldest trick in the book and they were stuck for good. Knowing they didn’t have anything else to say Mitsuko spoke.

“Maybe it is a good time to start packing”

“Fuck this shit!” Inuyasha screamed as he stormed out of the office. Sesshomaru and Shippo followed with the knowledge that they had a lot to do before they moved to the beach house.

§♥Crying♥§

Kagura scanned the area around the building. From her position above the city on her white feather, she could see almost everything. Closing her eyes, she sent the wind to look for any intruders on the territory. Nothing seemed to set of any alarms in her head and, deciding it was time, her feather slowly sunk towards earth. Jumping off the large feather, she floated the rest of what was ten feet to the building's door.

Shrinking, the feather fell into her hands before she placed her hand on the door. The scans began their routine with a silent hum; its featherlike touches grazed her hand, trying to identify who she was. In less than a few seconds, the door opened, allowing her to enter the dark room. Once inside, the door automatically slammed. Calming her breath, Kagura began the usual journey to the top floor.

The building looked old and a few years away from collapsing on the outside, but on the inside, it was practically new. Reinforced walls and the best security system this century could offer. Yet, for reasons unknown, there was no elevator in the whole goddamn building.

Realizing, with relief, she had reached her destination, she grasped the cool handle that belonged to the metal door and yanked it open. The smell of miasma invaded her nose causing a few coughs to escape her mouth, but even with her dulled senses she knew she wasn’t alone. Sitting around the table where humans and youkai’s, many of which Kagura did not know, nor had she ever seen before.

Her ruby eyes scanned the table and found her seat right across from her master-the man who had once given her a purpose in life, then taken her heart, and now using her to accomplish his own goals.

“I see we have all arrived. Now then, it’s down to business. As you all know, Sesshomaru is the most promising politician in Japan, and he runs the most powerful gang in the underworld. The younger brother, Inuyasha will be attaining his father's company once Inutaisho retires. That is where we come in. Onigumo and I have talked with Inutaisho and, if after six months Sesshomaru and Inuyasha do not have a wife who loves them, everything goes to us.

“That idiotic Inu has created a game where twenty-five girls were chosen to be around the mutts for the next six months, all so one of those girls will fall for the mongrels. Thanks to Juromaru we were able to make sure nearly half of the women chosen to compete for the youkai’s love were of our group. If chosen, you must make it you mission to make one of the brothers fall in love with you at all cost, and keep him distracted for all six months. At the end of those six months, break the dirty flea-bags heart and bring us to the top where we richly belong.” Naraku glanced around and saw all the woman's eyes were glowing with anticipation.

What fools his minions were, thinking he would share his and Onigumo’s glory. The brothers’ glory belonged only to themselves-one would rule the Underworld, the other, the political one.

“Naraku! How do we know you shall be truthful? After all, you are just a half-breed.” The speaker had stood up and was glaring at the powerful hanyou. Compared to the low class youkai, Naraku was gorgeous. His long flowing ebony hair was tied halfway, some of his gorgeous locks flowing freely down his back, and red eyes pierced all youkai’s who stared at him, unsure if they should trust this hanyou.

He looked to his brother, who had shorter ebony hair, with hazel eyes. He was one the one who worked the hard jobs, creating a tan on his body. Seeing his brother smile at him, knowing he had his support, he looked at his lover, Kikyo. Her gray eyes locked unto his red ones, her neat bangs barely brushing her eyebrows and her black hair tied into a low ponytail. His eyes lowered to her shirt which showed an extraordinary amount of cleavage. His leather pants tightened at the sight of her body as he imagined her body tangled with his.

“You dare question me?” He had realized that the pitiful youkai was being serious. Muso was behind the youkai in seconds, his sword already ready to be drawn. With a nod from Naraku, his underling understood. In a matter of seconds, the head of the youkai was in the middle of the table.

“We are going to be victorious. If you do not believe me, then leave,” Onigumo told the crowd. Not one body moved, causing Naraku to smile wickedly.

“Here are the girls that have been chosen to become candidates: Koharu Griffin, Momiji Anderson, Kagura Uindo, Kouchou Tsukino, Asuka Tsukino, Kikyou Kijo, Nazuna Fuji, Abi Ave, Yura Collins, Botan Bteu, and Tsubaki Duivel. You are all to pack and head towards Inutaisho beach house which resides outside of Tokyo. Go there in three days.” Onigumo’s voice spoke clearly and with no emotion, even when he said the name of his brother’s lover, the women he too loved.

Youkai’s and humans started to get up, some disappearing on site. Kagura stayed with her sister, Kanna, her red eyes matching the man's who controlled her, but her sister’s eyes were similar to the voids she controlled.

‘How ironic that I can shape wind into whatever I command, but I cannot shape it into freedom.’ Sighing, she stood up, bowing towards Naraku and the two at his side. Although the gang was large, almost all of the members were like her, forced into submission. Naraku had something they wanted and he used that to control what they did. There were only a few who had been forced to join because their mentors were involved, not really knowing or understanding the situation they were in.

‘Freedom is what we desire. Somehow, we must be set free.' Hakudoishi and Akago, the truest incarnates of Naraku who where given his memories, were waiting for Kagura at the main door. In the time that had taken the meeting to be finished, the sky had darkened, the stars starting to shine through the blanket of darkness.

“We wish to go home, sister.” Hakudoishi’s voice sent shivers down her spine. Something was wrong but she couldn’t put her finger on what. Ignoring the sensation, Kagura plucked a feather out of her elegantly-designed hair and threw it into the air. It grew in size and soon all four were flying through the sky, and a brief happiness filled the wind sorceress.

§♥Crying♥§

Yue sat on the uncomfortable airplane seat and glared at her brother. Jakotsu was snoring silently beside her, and, being the woman he was, would have bitch at her for hours about how the lack of beauty sleep would show that he wasn't actually a girl if she woken him up for any other reason than a hot guy just boarding.

She looked outside the windows just in time to see lighting flashing in the distance. Heaving yet another sigh, she glanced down at the book that lay innocently in her lap. The chapter that she had stopped at had begun to get as sappy as it was steamy. Although no one could see Yue as a hopeless romantic, she had had to stop to catch her breath and clam her beating heart.

Asha Suko was the penname for the mysterious author. Her books were incredible, even though no one knew who the hell she was. Yue couldn’t help but loved the mysterious engulfed the writer. Noticing that her mind was still concentrating on the book, Yue snapped the book closed, crawled over Jakotsu, heading for the bathroom.

Finding a vacant one, she slid the door open and stepped inside the small cubicle. Locking the door Yue looked at her copy. Her hair was looking more and more liked a bird's nest, but other than that, she looked fine. Boyish, but fine.

Sighing again, she undid her hair and braided it before splashing cold water on her face. Stepping out, she ran head first into one of the flight attendants. Angry eyes shot at her, before giving her a quick once over. A smile replaced the frown that had marred the woman's lips moments before.

“Oh, please forgive me. I wasn’t watching were I was going.” The blonde human attendant said sweetly to the tiger youkai. Sighing for could probably be the third time in less than fifteen minutes, she smiled politely to the attendant before trying to get back to her seat.

“Is there anything, and I mean anything, I can do for you?” she batted her eyes and gave a sly glance at the bathroom in which Yue had just exited. Giving up, Yue replied quietly so not to embarrass the poor girl.

“I’m sorry, but I’m into guys.” Finally moving the shocked girl from her path, she went to her seat. Carefully, she crawled back over her brother. A few seconds, later she saw the blonde walking to the front of the plane. Eying Yue again, she mouthed, ‘Yeah right’, nodding to Jakotsu who had decided to use his older sister as a pillow. After watching the attendant leave, she shoved her brother off of her, and, instead of picking up where she had just left off in Asha’s book, Love in the Ganglands, she picked up a leather notebook.

Its sides were worn out but, inside it contained her biggest dreams and her years of work. Grabbing the pen her mother had given her on her fifth birthday, she thought of the lyrics for her new song. Grabbing her brothers’ I-pod, she skimmed down until she found her name in the Artist category. Clicking the one named “only music-need lyrics”, she put it on repeat as she began to write in her fathers’ gift.

♣♣♣

Jakotsu woke up to his sister singing silently to herself. All he caught were the words, “…just to tell me everything will be all right…” Yue looked up, locking her bright silver eyes to his chocolate ones. Taking off Jakotsu’s headphones, she smiled at her brother.

“You’ll never believe what happened to me while you slept.” Jakotsu looked at her waiting for details as he pressed the attendance button. He had missed breakfast and was as thirsty as hell. He could wait for another hour or so for food, but he wanted something to drink now. Throwing his attention back to his sister, he tuned his ears unto her words.

“I was in the bathroom and when I was coming out, I bumped into this cute attendant-” at the word cute Jakotsu’s eyes shot up in interest but she burst his bubble when she told him while laughing,

“Sorry, it was a girl. Who seemed more interested at getting into my pants. So, I simply told her I’m into guys, which is true. She walks by not two seconds later, and you being the jackass you are, had started using me as your own human-sized pillow. She mouths ‘Yeah right!’ and leaves. Not that interesting of a story but it is so hard to realize I’m not a guy?” Jakotsu stared at his sister long and hard as he tried to see why so many girls and guys for that matter thought his sister was a guy. So, she needed to be a bit more feminine, but what girl didn’t?

Jakotsu had only mastered femininity, due to the fact their mother used to be a model and then had become a fashion designer. And, while Yue went to the dojo with their father, he instead went with his mother to meet the famous models she worked with. That was how he had gotten so good at creating his outfits. That didn’t mean he wasn’t good at sword fighting-he was just wasn't as accomplished as Yue.

Though every now and then, when she smiled, he could see their father in her and sometimes she looked even more beautiful than any model he had met or worked with. A tapping on his shoulder stopped his observations of his sister. A tall blonde with an attendant uniform on, was looking angrily at his sister.

“What?” The blonde spoke harshly. Jakotsu looked at his sister, by the way she was trying to ignore the rather rude attendant, he could tell this was the girl.

“Can I have some water?” Jakotsu asked sweetly. He smiled his sweetest smile, and instantly the girl nodded before running off. As soon as the girl was gone, laughter broke through his lips, soon making his sister join in his laughing spree. Leaning back on his chair, he looked again at his sister, who had started working on her laptop.

“Speaking of which, how is Shu Fang.” Looking up from whatever work she had just started on, she glanced at her feet.

“Either dead from the smell of feet fungus, or knock out cold from the shot the quarantine people gave her, ‘cause she hasn’t spoken since the beginning of the flight.” Laughing she returned to her work, from what Jakotsu could see it had to do with some newly discovered artifact.

When they had been younger Yue had told him the reason behind her history obsession. Never truly knowing anything about her past, had made her want to fill in the gaps. The few memories she had, were all of a person was singing, filling her with the desire to become like this person. Yet without knowing her past, she couldn’t move to the future. The past was everything to Yue.

An obsession he ignored when Jakotsu became busy taking over his mother work. He was becoming a celebrity in the fashion world, wanted by everyone who was anyone. All this was happening as his sister dug deeper into the past, making finds that other had never imagined, but Yue never cared about her finds, if they had had nothing to do with her past.

In words Yue was selfish, but her study of history was the only replacement that she could find, after the death of their father. Her song reeked of sadness, as did his music. Their wounds were raw, even if eighteen years had passed. And the memories of a time when music brought both of them peace, now just brought sadness.

The cup of water had finally appeared, as if out of now where, and Jakotsu eagerly swallowed it in one gulp. He was coming because Auntie had ask him to come—his mother was getting worse and he couldn’t stand watching as she struggled with things she could have easily done not only a few months ago. Were Yue was selfish, Jakotsu was a coward; a coward for running away from the mysterious disease that was killing their mother, and one for not telling Yue the real reason for this trip.

When it came down to it, there were many reasons. Yue seemed to take death the worst in the family, maybe it had something to do with her unknown past. For when their father had died she went berserk, going into a rampage, releasing her youkai blood. That day she created the worst blizzard to ever hit Sacramento, and finally stopped when her body finally gave out. Being able to control ice didn’t mean she invulnerable to its effects, and after releasing her powers, her body suffered a severe case of hypothermia.

A friend of his had told him of a designing competition being held in Tokyo and even though Yue was like a boy and his cousin Kagome was pretty much flat-chested (from the last time he saw her, when they where both ten and Yue was eleven), they were probably the perfect models, as long as Kagome hadn’t gotten fat, something Jakotsu highly doubted. The lights of the cabin were still off, and the rocking of the plane helped Sleep claim Jakotsu’s mind. A soft lullaby whispered past his ear, the words so faint he couldn’t hear them but the tune stayed forever in his mind.

♣♣♣

The plane descended gracefully and landed with little bumps, jolting the sleeping Jakotsu awake. With a few glances he realized that they had finally arrived in Japan. Shaking Yue’s arm, she woke less gracefully, a trail of drool descending from her lip.

As the plane came to a halt, Jakotsu and Yue followed the other sleep deprived zombies, who were in slow movements grabbing their belongings. Yanking the kitty kennel form underneath her seat, Yue checked on Shu Fang, who had indeed slept through out the entire trip. Grabbing all their belongings, Yue and Jakotsu followed the slowly moving line that was exiting the plane. Excitement slowly entered their bodies, as fresh air reached their lungs, the excitement of being in Japan, seeing their family and the adventures ahead.

♣♣♣

Customs, as in every other place was hell. The stupid man behind the glass pane hadn’t wanted to believe that Jakotsu was actually a male and Yue was a female. His stupidity couldn’t be blamed on a lack of sleep either. After a few minutes of badgering from the man, Jakotsu lost it.

“Listen here you old coot, unless you’re blind you can see that each of us have different birthmarks on our faces. NOW IF YOU DON’T WANT ME TO TAKE YOU INTO THE BATHROOM AND PROVE TO YOU I’M A GUY, LET US THROUGH!” With a quick nod, the guy stamped their passports and waved them by. Giving the best smile Yue could give to the, she pushed Jakotsu away form the glass screen, more out of fear of what Jakotsu would do, than what the guy would do.

‘I just hope Shu Fang is dealing with this better than us’ Walking faster to the Quarantine section of the airport, Yue tried to ignore the awkward glances that were being sent to her. Looking behind her, Jakotsu’s face nearly made her want to jump from her skin. His eyes were narrow, his strides more like a mans than a woman’s and the smile that had been on his face since childhood was no longer there.

“So your fault.”

“How is it my fault, Jakotsu?”

“For dressing as a man.” Her brother stated calmly. Yue’s eyebrow twitched for a few seconds before muttering discrete words at her brother.

Turning the corner, she opened the swinging doors that lead to the Quarantine room. Screams entered both of their ears as soon as they walked through the door. Three men, dressed in almost all white, ran from corner to corner chasing after a black and white fluff-ball that Yue could easily identify as Shu Fang.

“Shu Fang come here girl.” Slapping her thigh lightly, Yue stood waiting for Shu Fang to come. Hearing her name, Shu Fang turned and raced to her masters arms, jumping from the floor to Yue’s shoulder, were she arranged herself so that she hid behind Yue’s hair..

“How could you do such a terrible thing to such royalty as me. It was torture. They poked me and they were especially grapy.” Ignoring the cats complaints, Yue looked at the three men, all who were supporting several bleeding wounds.

“Is everything okay here, ‘cause if you don’t mind I would like to go.” Yue asked being as polite as possible to the poor men that had been the unlucky ones to wake up her pet. Three similar nods told her everything was fine, seeing the fear in the men’s faces, Jakotsu took the paper work away from the guy who was shuffling backwards, trying to get away from the devil cat as quickly as possible.

“It seems that they would do anything for you as long as you kept the cat away.” Jakotsu said as he walked out, passing through the double doors. Not even glaring at her brother, Yue gave a small bow before rushing after he brother. Yet not before hearing the mumbled words, “Devil’s cat.”

§♥Crying♥§


Kagome glanced at the watch that dangled loosely on her wrist. The only reason she was running late, was thanks to her good for nothing brother, Souta. No one had bothered to wake her up, or even realized that she wasn’t awake yet. Souta and Kohaku had left for Saturday soccer practice, her mother gone to talk to one of her patients, her grandfather was still in the hospital after yesterday's fall, and Sango had left to check in at the station to see if they needed her. And what made it even worse is that everyone had left at different times, so someone could have woken her up, but then that would have been a nice gesture.

Sighing, a common trait found in her family, a she continued her ramble that involved stupid families. See a space a few feet away, Kagome felt her day was going better. Rapidly she parked, smiling as cars passed behind her, still searching for a spot.

‘Suckers.’ Throwing her car door open, she shuffled out of the car. Slamming the door shut after her body had left the driver’s seat of the red Volkswagen GTI, belonging to her mother. Kagome left the parking lot, approaching the automatic glass doors of the airport, never expecting the surprise that she found inside.

The automatic door opened quickly, only to reveal a large crowd gathering a few yards away from her. Kagome tried her hardest to make her way through the crowd, so she could find her cousins, but a familiar voice, stopped all of her movements. With quick, “sorry’s”, Kagome pushed her way through the immense group of people.

Music blared from the amp that was connected to a blue and black electric guitar. The guitars cords were soon joined seconds later by drums that were coming from the laptop that sat between the singer and the guitarist. The singer stood in the middle, with her black and red hair coming undone from its braid.

The singer’s foot tapping along with the music, once the queue came, the singer lifted her head showing yellow marks on her cheeks. Catching a quick glance, as the person in front of Kagome shifted, her coco eyes traveled the figure of the singer, Kagome could only smile, knowing instantly who the singer was. Moving her gaze, she looked towards the blaring guitar and its player who was dressed as a girl, and most people probably assumed he was one, but the blue strips told her differently.

“Just like them to start a something like this in the middle of an airport,” she muttered to herself, as she prayed and hoped that this was there last song, as the music slowly died. Only to be disappointed as the music once again poured from the amps, Yue’s strong voice carrying the lyrics to everyone’s ears.

“She came out west to find the sun,
She lost her name, but found a new one,
Amy goes to school all day,
But at night, in the neighborhood,
They call her amphetamine.

She is perfect in that fucked up way,
That all the magazines seem to want to glorify these days,
She looks like a teenage anthem,
She looks like she used to be happy,
With the girl inside.

She looks so bored sometimes,
She has that super pale skin and those soft green eyes,
She looks like she could have been happy in a better life.”

Being able to finally break through the crowd, Kagome could feel the happiness radiating from both Yue and Jakotsu.

“She came out west just to break away clean,
From her family and her friends,
Just a little girl’s dream,
All she wants to do every night,
Is sit beside my window and listen to the sirens.

She is perfect in that fucked up way,
That all the magazines seem to want to glorify these days,
She looks like a teenage anthem,
And she looks like she should have been happy,
In another life.

In another life, ooh, in another life,
Yeah, in another life.
She came out west just to break the spell,
After three long years in a marriage from hell,
Six months clean, living sober and right,
The doctors tell her everything will be alright.”

Kagome stood there in shock, she had always known that Yue was talented when it came to singing, but she had never had a chance to listen to them, that was until now. Tearing her gaze from the siblings she took in the crowd. Everyone was captivated; no one could remove themselves from the playing siblings. Moving her eyes over the crowds, without any warning they were snagged by a pair of golden ones.

“Yeah, you just take your pill,
And everything will be alright,
Yeah you just take your pill,
And everything will be alright.

She looks like a teenage anthem,
She looks like a magazine girl,
She looks like a teenage anthem,
Like she used to be happy in another world.

She looks like a teenage anthem,
She is happy with the girl inside,
She looks like a teenage anthem,
And looks like she could have been happy,
In another life.

In another life, happy in another life,
Ooh, in another life, happy in another life,
In another life, happy in another life.”

The eyes seemed so familiar, like she had seen them before, a long time ago.

Shaking her head, in an attempt to clear her hazy thoughts, she looked for the golden eyes again, only to no longer see them there. The only thing that was there now was an oddly large, purple-wrapped package, moving away from the spot where she had seen those eyes. The tempo changed again, slowly down, matching Yue’s lowered voice.

“Met her at a party and I took her home.
She is the saddest girl that I have ever known,
She wakes me up in the middle of the night,
Just to tell me everything will be alright,
Amy smiles at me and tells me everything will be alright,
Yeah, Amy smiles at me and tells me everything will be alright.

Yeah, I tell myself the same damn thing,
Everyday,
Everything will be alright,
Ooh, everything will be alright,
Everything will be alright.”

Kagome never seemed to notice the music dieing away or, Yue’s voice thanking everyone, or the crowd disappearing. Kagome’s only thoughts revolved around the mysterious pair of eyes, and the person that they belonged to.

♣♣♣

Yue unplugged the only amp that Jakotsu had brought with them, while Jakotsu stood next to their baggage, putting away his precious guitar and shoving her computer into its case. Carrying the amp over to their pile of suitcases, only three belonging to her, Yue looked around, were there had once been a crowd, only a few were left. The crowd had dispersed at the signs of them packing up, all had returned to their lives when the last cord had been strung. The only one person that had stayed was a woman, who stood in the middle of the floor, staring at nothing.

Setting down the amp next to Jakotsu, Yue examined the woman closer. Her midnight hair was tied in a ponytail stopping at her shoulders; her body supported a green summer sweater and denim capri’s. The only hint of who the person was came from the slight radiation of miko power that was harmlessly encircling the body.

“KAGOME!!” Hearing her name seemed to snap Kagome from her temporary state of curiosity. Shifting her gaze, she connected the voice to Yue, Jakotsu standing next to his sister looking at her at the sound of her name being called, finally realized that she was there. Excitement flowed through her veins, and she easily broke the promise she had tried to keep: not to yell their names and look like a fool.

“Yue! Jakotsu!” Rushing towards them Kagome was instantly reminded of the time when they had been younger and how they had always greeted each other, whether they hadn’t seen each other in days or years. Reaching them, Kagome launched herself at Yue, knowing that her cousin would catch her, like she always had. Hooking her hands underneath Kagome’s arms, Yue turned in circles, spinning Kagome with her.

Laughter broke out of both girls mouth, as if nothing had changed and no time had passed since they had last seen each other. Yue slowed her movements, wary if she spun any more she would fall, and with that Yue set down the now dizzy Kagome. Never one to be let unnoticed, Jakotsu wrapped Kagome in a tight bear hug, so tight that she was having trouble breathing.

“It’s good to see you Kagome, I think you just might have developed breast.” Jakotsu whispered in her ear. Slapping him playfully, she backed up and gave him a quick glance.

“It seems you have to Jakie. And if it weren’t for you marks I would have thought you were someone else entirely.”

“But you must admit I look good”

“Shu Fang said either way you’re a man who has issues.” Yue interrupted them, Shu Fang wrapped around her master neck, looking amusingly at Jakotsu and meowing at Kagome.

“Hello to you too Shu Fang. Have you been a good girl?” Another meow was the only reply.

“She said yes, but that she wants to live with you since I apparently try to kill her.” Another fit of laughter hit the three again, stopping only minutes later.

“Well let’s grab your bags and get home, everyone is dieing to see you.” Kagome told them, after little laughter was coming from their lips. Agreeing, the group grabbed the three carts, two that belonged to Jakotsu, and made their way to the automatic door.

Never realizing that they were leaving the very same airport as the men that would soon be entering their lives. The men who would be turning their lives around, creating more action than all three of them had had in their lifetimes.

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A/N~ yeah!!!! I hope you all liked this, it’s like 23 pages long I’m so proud of myself. I’m going to try and post they next chapter on Valentines day for the romance involved…sorta. Most meetings will take place and those who don’t believe in love at first site then you better start believing.

Now thanks to my lovely Beta reader Sesshomaru gave me a new pair of handcuffs, their all fluffy and I’m already to wear them in. :smiles evilly: Now all I have to do is find my little puppy dog

:Grabs white hair sticking from underneath a bed: Say bye bye to the people Sesshie-kun, you won’t be seeing them for a long time.

:Evil laughs while dragging Sesshomaru to the bed: and stop ruining my floors with your nails!!

~Za