Perfection Broken

A/N: Of course, if you're reading this then you already know that I do not own Inyuasha or this story line. All characters belong to Rumiko Takahasi and the story line belongs to Khemet.

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“So, what did he say?”

Kikyou sighed as she limped to the bathroom. Inuyasha had been none too gentle on her after she met him at the door stark naked, and she was sore all over, her vocal chords shot from screaming his name to the high heavens.

God, how she loved that man.

“Nothing in particular, but he did confirm that Sesshomaru wanted the miko in so many words. And the girl was with your sister's friend—you know, the one from Tokyo. You just have to get her name, and we can do the rest.”

Kagura snorted in disgust. Kikyou was covered in bruises and looked like she had bite marks across her back. And she knew that she had loved every minute of it.

“Hurry up and shower, I can smell him all over you.”

“What, baby—that used to turn you on...”

Kagura tried to move away, but didn't move fast enough as Kikyou looped a battered arm around her and pulled her in for a deep and passionate kiss. Smoke and gunmetal filled her senses—she tasted like a man.

“You little bitch...”

Kagura moaned lightly as Kikyou's touch twisted along her belly and skated between her legs. There was something salty on her lips, and she didn't dare ask what it was from...

Kagura licked her lips as Kikyou devoured her whole, blissfully extending her tongue deep within the cavern of her mouth. Maybe she needed to get to know this Inuyasha herself...

***

Inuyasha pounded the wall of his room, trying to get his mind off of the woman he had just left with his best friend.

Some friend I am...

This was wrong—everything in the pit of his stomach telling him to turn around and take her back, fill her hands with enough cash to return to her country and forever leave behind the man who was now just inches away from her sleeping and peaceful form.

Dammit all!

This was not going to go over well—Sesshomaru was not entirely legit yet and he needed that marriage for both his legal fortune and his illegal ties. Ayame was perfect—well-bred, cultured, submissive, and from a family with equally dubious ties as the Taisho clan.

Sesshomaru should have gone through with it—just married her, given her a kid, and then had his fun. Of course, that's what he would have done normally, so Inuyasha was at a complete loss as to why things were any different now.

And then there was Kikyou. The bitch was fucking with him already—he knew he should have kept his pants zipped and hands away from her...she was just so goddamned good at what she did...

His cell phone rang and he picked it up only to regret it.

Fuck!

“Yes, Izayoi-sama?”

Izayoi held the other end of the phone tightly. Her sixth sense had been going off all day—since sending her packing back to Tokyo (literally), she had has a sinking feeling that things were going terribly wrong with Sesshomaru and Inuyasha.

“Hello, Inu-kun. What is going on with Sesshomaru? Has he set things right with Ayame yet?”

Inuyasha bit back the smart retort in his mouth and tried to respond civilly.

“If you're so concerned, why don't you ask him?”

“You know he will not accept my calls. And you have switched hotels. Why?”

“Would you stay at a hotel where an angry bridal party is calling you every five minutes to see if you've changed your mind?”

Izayoi was silent and Inuyasha winced. He didn't mean to take his frustration out on her. She was the closest thing to a mother that he had, after all. And unlike Sesshomaru, he appreciated that fact.

“Izayoi-sama, we are fine. There is no news to report to you. Sesshomaru is...taking his time to make sure that he made the proper decision and makes amends as best he can.”

Izayoi sighed. There was nothing else for her to say.

“Very well, Inuyasha. Please tell Sesshomaru that I will be awaiting his call.”

You'll be waiting a very long time...

“Of course, Izayoi. Have a pleasant evening.”

Izayoi hung up and Inuyasha took one last stab at the invisible assailant that he was destroying slowly.

Fucking brat.

That's all Sesshomaru was. A spoiled brat.

I need a drink...

***

Sango turned off the water to her shower and stepped outside. Everything was dark, so she figured that Kagome was asleep as she slipped in under the cool sheets of her bed.

“Goodnight Kagome.”

Sango turned to find a comfortable spot on the bed. Kagome was silent tonight. Too silent.

“Kagome?”

Sango reached for the light in the room and assessed her coworker's bed. It was rumpled as if the girl had been sleeping, but the covers were tossed back across the bed as if she had left for some reason. Sango glanced over and saw her red wallet on the floor and a stray flower thrown carelessly across the thick carpet of the hotel room floor.

Sango thought hard, trying to think of where a ridiculously naïve miko would go in the middle of the night in a foreign country and strange city. A flash—a neatly truncated memory skirted across her vision and she could feel the electricity between the fair complexioned woman beside her and the fair-haired man before her...

The groom...Taisho Sesshomaru...

...heir to the Taisho fortune, perfect bachelor, impossible prey...

...a man with strong ties...

...Yakuza ties...

“Oh shit. Kagome...”

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~TBC~

A/N: Oh, and for anyone who asks--Izayoi is Sessy's stepmom, but her relationship to Inuyasha is as yet unknown (to him at least). Makes for more drama for later on!