When Two Paths Entwine

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This chapter is Co-Authored by Minni_May_Yukibara

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Chapter 5: In The Heat Of The Moment

Kouga smiled as he glanced over the page again. He brought his hand up to turn it and froze when the door suddenly flew open. He quickly grabbed the nearest portfolio and placed it over the magazine before focusing his attention on his intruders. He smiled at the two women walking towards his desk until he noticed their rather angry faces.

“Ah… ladies. So how did the assignment go?” Silence greeted his question and he glanced nervously from one to the other.

Sango’s eyes narrowed as she locked him in a deadly glare. “So… what are you doing Kouga?”

“I was just going over some paperwork.”

Her eyebrow rose, her gaze remained unwavering. “With a portfolio from a case that was closed five years ago.”

Kouga’s eyes flicked down. ‘Damn!’ Of all the things he could have grabbed. ‘This is Ayame’s fault’ he fumed quietly, completely forgetting that he had mistakenly requested the documents earlier. He jumped as Cynthia’s small frame suddenly appeared beside him.

“What are you reading Kouga?” she tried to grab the portfolio but he placed his hands over it, holding it firmly in place.

Cynthia smiled as she put her hand on his shoulder. She grabbed his long brown plait and yanked it hard, eliciting a loud yell of pain. With the swiftness of a pickpocket, she snatched the portfolio away.

“Porn!”

Kouga turned wary eyes on the irate woman, who still held fast to his braid. He looked into her stormy hazel eyes, as she brought her face closer to his. Her short black bob fell forward to brush against her cheeks. Her dainty features were twisted in rage.

“We’re up in some stupid shaft, which by the way… IS FULLY OPERATIONAL… almost killed in the line of duty, and you’re sitting cushy, on your fat ass, READING PORN!”

Kouga’s brows furrowed at the insult. “My backside is not fat thanks, unlike yours.”

He realised his mistake when Cynthia omitted a growl and lifted his prize, pink statue from his desk. The naked figure was slightly larger than his hand and had no arms. ‘Just that wonderfully glorious body, with those fine and very ample set of…’ A sharp pain in his head ended the thought abruptly. He blinked in shock as he watched several shattered pieces of pink-coated clay fall from his head.

“My statue…”

Cynthia’s rage exploded. She could feel the heat pouring from her flushed cheeks. “YOUR STATUE!! THAT’S ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY?!!”

The magazine was ripped from the table and brought to his head as a lethal weapon. Kouga groaned, raising his arms to ward off the angry blows.

‘WE ALMOST DIED…” she yelled out the words between each hit. “BECAUSE OF YOUR SHIT LEAD… AND YOU… SIT HERE… WHINING… ABOUT YOUR DAMNED STATUE… HENTAI!!!”

A hand came from behind, snatching the magazine away. “Okay Cyn, I think he’s brain damaged enough.”

Cynthia took several deep breaths, attempting to calm her raw nerves. After finally getting herself under control, she moved away from Kouga.

“You do know that I’m your boss, don’t you?”

Cynthia growled menacingly at him and stepped closer again. She watched as his eyes opened wide and he leaned back in his chair. Satisfied with the reaction, she turned and walked to the door, her sarcastic reply thrown casually over her shoulder.

“Yes… I could tell. You’re the fat ass sitting at the desk reading porn.” She gave him a last glare and walked out of his office.

“You know, you really ought to control her.”

Sango’s eyebrow arched. “I think Cyn has a mind of her own, don’t you? And besides, you’re lucky she hit you ‘cause if I did… you wouldn’t be sitting there talking.”

Kouga made a show of dusting the pieces of statue from his suit. “So, what went wrong?”

Sango stepped forward and perched herself on the edge of his desk, her legs stretched out in front of her. She folded one over the other and leaned back, looking down at her dishevelled boss.

“You tell me Kouga. What did go wrong?”

“Look… I don’t know what happened. It came from a reliable source.”

She leaned forward and stared him in the eye. “Then I suggest that you go and check on that source because that elevator almost took us out.”

Kouga sighed in resignation. He hated it when these two were mad at him, especially Sango. It always meant that his life would become very difficult.

“I’ll look into it straight away, all right? I’ll see what I can find out.”

Sango looked at him for a second longer before reaching for the small camera in her pocket. She put it in front of him, saying nothing.

“Did you have any other problems?”

“No, we were in and out without a sign of anyone.”

“Good” he reached for the camera, intending to retrieve the information as soon as possible.

“I did discover some other interesting things while I was there though.” She watched his head swing round to reveal his curiosity. “It’s all in there.”

He nodded as he watched her rise gracefully from his desk. His eyes followed her as she walked to the door. He loved the way she moved, with a predatory feline grace that was extremely sexy.

“Get your eyes off me hentai before I come over there and knock you out.”

‘Damn, how does she do that? She didn’t even look back.’ he stared in puzzlement at the closing door. Shaking out of his reverie, he pushed the button on the intercom.

“Ayame, get in here.”

No sooner had he released the button, the door swung open and the small redhead walked in. She paused a moment and giggled when she spied the broken statue and it’s remaining evidence that sat on top of Kouga’s head.

“I wouldn’t laugh if I were you. This is all your fault.”

Her eyebrows rose a moment before her face went blank. “Yes Kouga. What is it that you want?”

Kouga frowned, annoyed again at the lack of respect he received from his staff. “I need the information on this right away.”

Ayame looked down at the tiny camera he held out to her. She couldn’t understand why the lazy slob didn’t just pick up the phone and call the lab himself. ‘All he’s doing is reading dirty magazines while I’m out there trying to put his stupid report together for Head Office.’

“Yes Kouga.” She grabbed the camera and headed back to her desk, leaving Kouga with his attempts to salvage his magazine.


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Sesshoumaru stared out the window, lost in memories of heated embraces and raging desires. He groaned softly as his arousal heightened and he quickly spun the large black chair around, cursing himself again for the lapse. These spells into the past were starting to take their toll on his worn nerves. He concentrated on breathing, attempting to push aside the memory of Kagome’s soft lips caressing his neck. He didn’t know what was worse, losing her to begin with or this, this agonising torment of having her so close and yet so far from his reach. His eyes closed as he leaned his head back in the chair. He could smell her wonderful scent, even now. Opening his eyes, he straightened in his seat. He had to stop thinking of her and focus on his work. With the increasing problems their company was experiencing, there was little time for idle thought. A knock at the door had him sitting straighter in his chair.

“Come in.”

His breath lodged in his throat when the object of his desires appeared in the doorway. He couldn’t move. He sat staring as she walked in and closed the door behind her, glad that she had her eyes averted. By the time she turned around, his face wore its usual blank mask.

Kagome kept her eyes on the large oak desk as she drew nearer to the man who haunted her every dream. She tried to calm her racing heart and struggled to keep her breathing even. She quickly flicked a glance at his impassive face before looking back at the documents in her hand, chanting a rhyme over and over in her head. ‘He’s practically married. He’s practically married.’

“I’ve brought the report you asked for. Inuyasha left a while ago, so Kaede asked me to bring it to you. She also told me to bring the expenses journal. She said you might want a detailed account.”

She groaned inwardly as she listened to her rambling voice, completely unable to stop it. She wanted to run as far away from him as she could. ‘Then he wouldn’t see the telltale signs of her ever present emotions.

“Take a seat.”

Sesshoumaru was quite aware of her discomfort. He watched her carefully as she sat in the chair opposite him and fiddled with the journal. He knew from his brother’s constant raves that she had more than proven her worth as an assistant, so he could only put her lapse down to the tension between them. He sat for some moments, unsure of what to say.

As the silence lengthened, Kagome thought she would pass out. She was holding her breath, trying to stop the reactions her body was having. She jumped when Sesshoumaru’s hand reached across the desk, pausing at her reaction.

His hand hovered over the report as he lifted his eyes to hers. His heartbeat picked up and he quickly lowered his gaze and grabbed the documents. He focused his mind on the words and numbers, ignoring the urge to reach out and grab the back of her head… He blinked rapidly, reading the same line again. After a many long moments of struggling, he finally managed to make sense of the first week’s transactions.

“What is this amount to Robotech?”

She looked at the entry he indicated then quickly opened the journal, finding the correct transaction in seconds. “It’s an order for more core components.”

Sesshoumaru frowned as his eyes flicked to an entry further down the page. “Why then, was another order placed in the next week?”

“I was actually wondering that myself. I figured that maybe there was a boost in production. I know that sometimes they don’t show up until the next monthly reports.”

He nodded absently as he continued to peruse the document with interest. He’d already managed to find a number of small discrepancies, which had him baffled once again. ‘So now my staff is suddenly incompetent too?’ The bad feeling that grew daily within him, intensified greatly.

“I want to know who placed these orders.” He noticed her movement, realising that she intended to leave his office. “You can use my phone.”

She nodded and settled herself into the chair again. While she called the other offices with requests for invoices and orders, he continued to match journal entries to the summaries in the reports. The next few hours flew by in a swirl of numbers and documents. Neither seemed to remember their earlier discomfort as they worked efficiently, side by side.

By the time Sesshoumaru lifted his gaze from the piles of documents, he was surprised to find darkness staring at him from the window. ‘Has it been that long?’ He turned his head back to look at the young woman across from him. Immediately, he felt his heart’s automatic response. He swallowed as he continued to gaze longingly at her beautiful face, thanking the Gods for her distraction. He now felt a new respect for Kagome, borne from hours of observing her incredible efficiency. She was all that his brother said and so much more. He swallowed again and lowered his eyes as the sensations inside him became suffocating. He tried telling himself that she was his brother’s assistant, and nothing more. However, it did little to ease his growing need of her. He had to get her out of there and fast.

“I think we’ve done enough for today. Go home Kagome.”

She lifted her head in surprise. “Oh, I don’t mind. Besides, I’m almost finished.”

The truth was, she had lost all sense of time, completely forgetting where she was. She felt shocked to see the darkness through the windows. ‘How is that possible?’ She glanced at her watch, amazed to see that it was close to seven. Where had the time gone?

Sesshoumaru kept his gaze averted, his tone devoid of emotion. “It’s quite late. I’m sure you need to get home to your family.”

‘My family…’ Her breath hitched and her face paled. Ryu’s smiling face appeared in her mind, the secret she longed to tell him. ‘My family is your family…’ It was on the edge of her tongue, held there by her indecision.

He felt the instant shift in her emotions and glanced up curiously; concern soon taking over as he carefully regarded her ashen features.

“What’s the matter Kagome?”

Her mouth opened but no sound came out. Mentally slapping herself, she quickly gathered the papers that were spread all over his desk. She could feel his eyes fixed on her face and silently berated herself for the loss of control. ‘What the hell am I thinking?’

Sesshoumaru continued his observation, feeling more concerned with each silent moment. It was clear to him that something bothered her greatly and he was overwhelmed with the need to take her anxieties away.

Kagome shook her head, unable to find her voice. With the last of the papers piled neatly, she bowed her head respectfully, fully intending to make a quick departure.

“Goodnight Mr Taisho.” She quickly turned to the door and took two steps, stopping on his command.

“Kagome… wait.”

Her heart fluttered madly as she resisted the urge to bolt. Instead she stood frozen, trying to hide the feelings that assailed her. She jumped when he spoke from directly behind her.

“Please tell me what troubles you.”

Her heart thumped harder. ‘How I wish that I could.’ Her eyes closed as the agony of her decisions hit her. She jumped again, her eyes flying open when she felt his hands on her arms. In shock she stared up at him. ‘But… he was just behind me. How…’

As he looked down into her dazed eyes, the urge to hold her overwhelmed him. To have her so close that her scent enveloped him was the sweetest form of torture he had ever experienced. He wanted… he pushed the thought aside before his feelings could take over him. Something troubled her and he needed to find out what it was. He wanted to take away whatever pain caused her to look like this.

“What is it Kay?”

Her gaze locked with his, leaving them both breathless. She stared helplessly into his eyes, still unable to find an explanation. She shook her head as she tried to free herself from the spell that caught her in its trap. Even after all this time, he still had the same effect on her.

“It’s nothing” was all she managed to get out as she quickly lowered her gaze.

Sesshoumaru lifted her chin and brought her eyes back to his, wondering why he was tormenting himself. “I can see that something is troubling you. Tell me so I help.”

Her eyes opened wide and she swallowed as her mind played tricks on her, imagining the ways in which he would help her. He was so close and it was doing the most incredible things to her senses. She couldn’t put together a thought, let alone an explanation that would satisfy him.

He continued to stare into her eyes, slowly losing focus of everything around him. The yearning inside him grew and he found himself unable to fight it. He drew her closer, his gaze dropping to her parted lips.

Her heart beat furiously when his warm breath tickled her lips. His lips pressed firmly against hers, sending them both past the limits of their control. Her hand slid up his chest and around his neck, drawing their bodies closer. He moaned softly and wrapped his arms around her. Their lips parted and their tongues met in a sensual dance. Her soft body pressed firmly against him, causing his desire to swell. His tongue stroked hers with a growing hunger, his hands sliding caressingly over her back.

The shrill ring of the telephone separated them instantly. Kagome blinked in shock, her body still ensnared by desire. ‘What have I done?’

Sesshoumaru looked at her helplessly, a hundred conflicting emotions eating away at him. He wanted to take her in his arms again and forget about the blasted phone. He almost reached for her when she suddenly rushed past him and left the room. He stood glued to the spot for a moment, trying to stop himself from following her. Eventually, the unceasing chime that pierced the silence brought him back to his senses.


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He hated waiting. He was after all an impatient man and when Kagome informed him, at a little past two in the afternoon, that Mr. Sekiri called to say he’d be delayed, Inuyasha knew he’d spend the hours pacing in irritation. After all, what else was there to do? He couldn’t focus on much for any set time and his thoughts were constantly dragged back to his worries. Round and round his mind went, from one riddle to the next. He smiled ironically as a face came to mind. It seemed the only time his head would stop with its obsessive pastime was to take up with another. ‘Angel.’ He sighed and moved to the lounge, falling back in its soft embrace, wondering where all the madness would end. He was convinced that if he had been a weaker man, he probably would have shot himself in the head by now, just to stop the dizzying circle of thoughts that flowed continuously. He jumped when a voice spoke up behind him.

“And here I thought that you’d be waiting impatiently but instead, I find you sleeping.”

Inuyasha whirled around and glared at Miroku. “Don’t do that. You almost scared the crap out of me.”

Miroku chuckled as he took a seat on the lounge across from Inuyasha. “So… what’s happened to those animal instincts my friend?”

Inuyasha scoffed then groaned, raising his hands to cover his face as his head fell back against the lounge. He made a valiant attempt to wipe the tension from his face but was sure his efforts were unsuccessful. He opened his eyes to find Miroku’s worried glance locked on him.

“What’s happened?”

Inuyasha leaned forward, his demeanour as grave as his friend’s. “More trouble in the company. It seems that someone is deliberately trying to blacken our reputation.”

Miroku listened avidly to Inuyasha’s explanation, his mind linking the information with the rumours he’d picked up. “That’s very interesting my friend because the word is that some dummy corporation just bought out Takahashi Enterprises.”

He paused to let Inuyasha absorb the information, noting his response. “I was as shocked as you but the word is good. Now my friend… this is the interesting part. That same company, is now making an attempt to form an alliance with Michio Semantics and Katashi Industries.”

“So… they spread rumours that have our backers nervous then approach them about negotiations.” Inuyasha was in his own world, merely voicing his thoughts.

“So it seems.”

He snapped back to reality and looked again at Miroku. “Do you think you can find out any more about the company?”

Miroku smiled. “But of course my friend. It’s already in the works.”

Inuyasha nodded absently. “Good… then I’ll go and see our friend. Hopefully he’s found out something by now.”

“I’ve got a feeling you might be right.” Miroku decided he to change the subject. “So how are things were going with that lovely creature from your office.”

Inuyasha scoffed, causing a laugh to escape from his friend. “Ah… I see… so things are not going.”

Inuyasha stood up and walked to the bar, pouring them both a large tumbler of brandy. He walked silently back to Miroku and handed him the drink.

“I don’t understand this Inuyasha. Why are you having such a hard time with this woman?” Miroku gave a small chuckle. “The man voted Japan’s most eligible bachelor, can’t bring himself to ask a woman out.”

“Ah shit man… I don’t know what the hell goes wrong.” Inuyasha sighed, flopping down into the lounge. “It’s all great until I’m actually standing in front of her, and then…”

Miroku took in his words as he sipped the potent liquid in his glass. He stared at it thoughtfully as if all his answers lay in there, while Inuyasha continued to ramble about his dilemma.

“It’s not as if I haven’t done this before Miroku, so I don’t understand it. The woman makes me so damned nervous.”

“Ah… it sounds like you’re truly hooked my friend.”

Silence greeted his statement and the pair continued to sit with their thoughts, sipping their brandy and enjoying their companionable silence.


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Over four and a half hours later, Miroku drove into the quiet car park of the luxury apartments that he called home. As he travelled up the lift towards his penthouse suite, his mind worked the mystery of the unknown threat that was seeping through the Japanese businesses like an infectious plague. He sighed as the elevator door swished open, and stepped out. He stopped short, surprised by the darkness that greeted him. With a shrug, he flicked on the light as he walked to the kitchen, depositing his keys on the table and helping himself to a drink. His next destination was the bathroom, for a much needed shower.

Fifteen minutes later, a damp, robe-clad Miroku walked from the bathroom, frowning when he found the apartment in darkness again. Cursing, he walked carefully through the bedroom, intent on reaching the dining room to retrieve a candle. He shuffled his way through the blackness, a string of expletives hailing from his lips as he smashed into the corner of a table.

“Honestly… what use is it being a millionaire when you can’t even get a decent power system installed in your home.”

He rubbed his bruised hip and turned in the direction of the bureau. Suddenly, he was thrown violently against the wall. Miroku blinked in shock, his heart hammering wildly in his chest. Before he could move, a body had him pinned in place, the threat doubled by the knife held at his throat.

“What do want?”

His answer came in the form of a leg, sliding in between his. A slow smile crept to his face.

“Ah… I see.”

A hand crept slowly up his chest, resting on his bare skin at the opening of the bathrobe. It slid back down again, parting the robe as it went. The belt held no obstacle and was quickly discarded to allow the white material to fall open. It was quickly pushed from his broad shoulders, to drop unnoticed to the floor. Suddenly, he was spun around and shoved back into a chair, his body covered instantly by another. To his amazement, he felt the slide of bare flesh against his own as the intruder settled on his lap. Warm lips instantly assaulted his neck, sending shivers of excitement down his spine. His hands came up to slide caressingly over soft bare flesh. He heard the sharp intake of breath and smirked in satisfaction, bringing his own lips down to gently kiss the flesh of a bare shoulder. The body moved closer to his, initiating contact with his rather engorged member. He groaned loudly, all thought of play forgotten as he lifted his hand and grabbed a handful of hair. His mouth covered warm, full lips in a heated kiss, his tongue twirling sensuously around hers. Their breathing quickened as their hips rocked in a seductive rhythm that soon had them both moaning with need. He slid his hand between them and traced a path teasingly down to the swollen lips of her moist centre. Her husky groan fired his blood. He pulled on her hair, arching her body back to allow his lips full access to her taut nipples. His mouth opened on the stiff peaks and sucked gently, his tongue swirling in the same motion as his finger at her core. He teased her clitoris with light circular strokes that had her body thrashing against him, her moans of pleasure increasing with each touch. His mouth moved to the other nipple at the same time he slid two fingers inside her, quickly finding the sensitive nerve and curling his fingers into it. Her reaction was instant. She yelled out and thrust her hips against him in a way that was sending him mad with desire. His mouth quickly found hers as he lifted her body and brought her hot, wet centre to his aching member. They groaned loudly as he slid into her. He grabbed her hips, pushing them down as he thrust deeply. She started riding him instantly, her hips rocking back and forth. Their tongues stroked in rhythm with the thrust of his hard shaft, sliding in and out of her tight core.

“So good…”

Her breathless words sent him further into his lustful haze. His strokes sped up, his hands pushing her down harder on his throbbing manhood. He drove himself harder and faster into her as the walls of her passage squeezed tightly around him.

“Oh shit…” He panted as he thrust harder. “I’m going to come.”

In response, her hips rocked faster, her cries growing louder with each stroke. “Oh yes… yes…”

Miroku felt her walls contract around him and pushed her down onto his aching shaft as it throbbed its release. He thrust in again and again as they rode their climax to its end, their movements slowing to a stop as their passion spent. They collapsed into each other’s arms, breathing heavily as their heartbeats calmed. A shiver of pleasure ran through him as she shifted and slid from his member. The cold air hit his skin when she rose from his lap and walked out of the room. After a moment spent collecting himself, he stood and followed her. He found her in the bathroom, standing in front of the shower stall with her back to him. He moved behind her, brushing his body teasingly against hers.

“So… who are you anyway?”

Her warm body leaned back against his as she released a chuckle. “I’m your wife.”

“Ah… my wife.” Miroku smirked and ran his hand softly over the firm muscle of her stomach. “And tell me again… exactly why I married you.”

She turned to face him, a sexy grin on her lips. Moving forward, Sango slid her hand behind his head, dragging him towards her. She brought his mouth to hers as she pulled him into the shower stall, fully intending to show him exactly why she was his wife.


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Under the cover of darkness, a silent figure slid through the quiet halls towards the large glass doors of the executive suite. An evil smirk crept to its face as it made its way to the reception area. It quickly found the filing cabinet and opened it, rifling through the contents until it came to the desired document. The folder was quickly lifted and replaced by another. A soft chuckle escaped from cruel lips as the creature sat at the computer and entered classified files.

“Now old woman…” it whispered maliciously, “now I’ll be rid of you, once and for all.”

The cruel smirk stayed in place as the infectious data was fed into Taisho Corp’s computer system. With a flick of the wrist, the process was finalised and the computer put to sleep. A sigh of satisfaction escaped the evil creature before it lifted from the chair and slid out of the room.


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AN: Well guys, what did you think? (smirks) Hey, you all didn’t think the lemon was Sess/Kag did you? Why sorry guys. All I said was that there was a lemon, not who the lemon was with. (dodging the objects thrown at her head) Hey… don’t blame me. You’re the ones who jumped to conclusions. Besides, I did promise that you’d get the lemon you’re all waiting for soon and you will. So be patient…

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