InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ I know you lover her ❯ Consequences ( Chapter 3 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

By: Seleni

Vocabulary

Nara - A city found in the prefecture of Nara in central Honshu, Japan

Kyoto - A city found in the prefecture of Kyoto in central Honshu, Japan

Kurobara - Black Rose

Okayama - A city in the prefecture of Okayama to the south in Honshu, Japan

Horai-jima - An island in the Anime Inuyasha found in the fourth movie Fire in the Mystic Island where all the action occurs

Sensei - Goes after the name of a person who is a teacher or a doctor. It can be used alone without the last or first name of the person, literally translated as teacher or professor. Example: Kakachi-sensei

Ohayou Gozaimasu - Good Morning (Formal)

Arigatou - Thanks (Informal)

Inu Yokai - Dog Demon

Kaminari - Lighting, it also describes thunder (I'm not sure, but I've seen it used as one or both of them)

Taiyokai - Great Demon

Kannon Suijin - This name I create it from two parts. First part is the surname Kannon which I chose in honor of the water goddess by the same name. She is also the goddess of childbirth. The second part is Suijin which also refers to a water god. However, in Japan there are many water gods that use the name Suijin but is the only one Kannon. In this case I used the name of one of the character from Inuyasha who was an imprisoned water goddess

Keishi - Superintendent

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Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha

Warning

Adult Content

18+

Rated M for (ESS) Explicit Sexual Scenes and (N) Nudity

Chapter 3: Consequences

A mischievous sun ray infiltrated through the curtains and precisely hit her sleeping face. Still in dreamland, she moved her hand to cover her face from the impertinent gleam and slowly opened her eyes. Her surroundings were unknown to her and the bed was soft and big, nothing like her small one. 'Where am I?' she asked her sleep fogged mind. She looked around noticing the mirrored walls and the huge red sheet that covered and it came back to her, particularly the yokai from the night before and his ministration making her face burn red from embarrassment. She wondered what her friends would say about this, but decided not to go there. She wouldn't bear the teasing that would come after.

She wondered what time it was and looked at the little table next to her; however, she didn't see a clock anywhere as she scanned the rest of the room. Maybe it had fallen the night before. She signed as the images of the previous night returned with a vivid clarity to her head. Kami, she never thought she would do such a daring thing. But never mind that, she needed to leave since she didn't know how late it was. She didn't want anybody telling her to get her ass out the door or to pay for her stay when her account was suffering as it was.

She made her way to the side of the bed and tried to stand, but as soon as she positioned her feet in the floor she couldn't keep herself standing and her feet gave out after taking three wobbly steps. She had no idea what had happened. Sure she felt a little sore here and there â”€ok, maybe a lotâ”€ but not enough not to walk. So why in hell she couldn't stand? It had been her first time so maybe that had to do with it. Also, the many times they had done it had to count for something. And that huge erection of his had to add some weight to the equation. So, yeah, she had a pretty good idea of why she could hardly walk but it didn't help her much. How was she supposed to leave the stupid hotel? Maybe going back to bed was the best option, besides she was feeling tired once again since she had slept very little. Looking down at her naked body, she saw the remainder of a night of great sex. Between her thighs little bite marks of an angry red color were healing fast. Her hips were also scratched and diminutive punctures were visible around her belly bottom most likely made by his claws. Her nipples were swollen from his exquisite bites and squishes and she really didn't want to look down there. If the soreness was any indication, she wouldn't be going anywhere for a while.

Standing slowly, she managed to stumble back into the bed and cover herself. It took her a while but she made it. Feeling the soft fabric of the sheets over her body reminded her that she was naked. How she was going to leave if she had nothing to wear? That only served to keep her awake even when her eyes where closing themselves. She shouldn't have let him shred her favorite blouse in the hallway, he surely could have waited the time it took her to take it off but he had not done that. He had to be barbaric about it as if the poor clothe represented a thread to his security. Yeah, it would keep him away from her boobs, obviously dangerous business. He should have thought about her instead of satisfying his macho instincts.

A knock on the door distracted her from that line of thought. There was no way she was opening that door. She was bare and could hardly move so she was not moving.

“Room service” said the voice of a woman behind the door.

“Ehm… could you come in, I'm unable to move” she almost screamed and hoped that the woman would hear her. She heard the door unlock and be opened from the other side. In came a low level yokai with a cart with her breakfast. How she knew the onna was a demon, she had no idea since the female had regular black hair, brown eyes and round human ears. But there was something that gave the woman away. Maaya had no idea what could it be.

The maid hid a sneer. She knew who had been in that room, after all, that hot piece of yokai was a regular in their hotel; not including famous all over Japan and maybe the whole world. He was a powerful demon, that Sesshoumaru, but the maid didn't understand what he found attractive about the stinky, ugly humans. She was jealous, she admitted. Who wouldn't be after seeing the new woman so thoroughly fucked, satisfaction radiating off of her? And even the maid's lowly self, wanted what the ningen had had. What did the onna had that she, a full blooded yokai â”€not powerful per se but pure bredâ”€ didn't capture the attention of the great taiyokai. There was something seriously wrong with him, she knew but decided to say nothing. Instead, she kept her professional appearance.

“Ma'am, I was told to inform you that you can use the room until you want to leave” the maid said looking down at the woman who blushed furiously. The yokai didn't expect that and almost scowled at the ningen. There was no way to convince her that that woman wasn't a whore. “The gentleman that spent the night with you paid for another day. Also, he left clothes for you, he said you would need it” Maaya couldn't erase the blush that turned a deeper red with the way the woman was eyeing her. She really couldn't blame the maid for assuming she was a prostitute. She guessed she looked like one and all thanks to Aki.

“Thanks for everything. Could you please bring me the clothes? And I would like a pain reliever” she told the maid trying not to look at her fake brown eyes that watched her with contempt “And I'll leave as soon as I can, I don't want to bother anyone more than necessary”.

“If I were you I would stay until they threw me out” she looked at her to emphasize her point. To the maid, Maaya was nothing more than a hooker so acting as a timid virgin didn't impress her in the least. It was all a plan, she conjectured, to spend another night in their hotel. After seeing the face Maaya made at the comment, the maid got ready to leave and added “He also asked for your breakfast. I'll bring it to you in a second.”

The woman carried from the cart a tray with coffee, bread, sausage, eggs and butter. Maaya's stomach rumbled at the sight of food. She hadn't noticed how hungry she was until the maid had mentioned it.

“Thanks” Maaya said as the maid placed the platter in front of her. The yokai didn't answer immediately and prepared to leave.

“I'll be back with the pain killer” was the only comment the onna added before leaving Maaya to eat.

Minutes later, the woman was back with water and the pill. Maaya had cleaned the plates by then and after drinking the capsule, she cuddled herself in the bed ready to go back to sleep. The maid said nothing as she picked the tray and left with the cart.

Once again, Maaya was left to her own devices but, with nothing to do, thoughts about the woman assailed her head. She had seen the charmed purple earring that hung from the woman's ear making her look human. She felt the small amount of power radiating off the trinket but she didn't understand how she could feel the energy when before she could not. It was intriguing, especially when she could have sworn that she also felt some of the emotions the yokai experience. It looked a lot like jealousy but Maaya wasn't sure. It made little sense since the woman seemed professional; however, Maaya knew that deep down, that demon wanted to be where she was. It didn't matter if the maid thought she was a tramp and a gold-digger â”€and Maaya knew that was the impression she gaveâ”€ the yokai was envious. Of what was beyond her, but that `it' was enough to gain the maid's animosity.

Feeling her eyes begin to drop, her thoughts shifted toward another direction, Aki. `What could he be doing right now?' Maaya thought as she snuggled in the red mattress `Maybe kissing his mate'. Opening her eyes wide before letting them close again as she pushed the thought away and began to fall sleep deciding to forget the male instead of thinking what could have been.

* * *

In the other side of Kyoto, a taiyokai found himself passing though his office. He looked at the pile of papers to sign and grunted. His company was having problems. Somebody had tried to hack into his system and had failed miserably, but still had tried. He needed to find who had dared to cross the line, and whoever that was, it was going to pay dearly for trying to hurt his company in some way. Deciding that wearing out the carpet wasn't an option; he went to the intercom and pressed a button.

“Kuyaku, are they here yet?” he asked for the third time in less than ten minutes.

“No milord, they haven't arrived yet” answered a feminine voice.

“Let them in when they come” he informed her.

“Yes, Sesshoumaru-sama, as you wish” she said as he hanged up.

He had called Inuyasha and told him what had happened, and the ingrate just brushed it off as the most normal thing in the world. He had yelled at him and told him to get his ass there in that moment. In his anger, he slammed the darn phone down breaking it to pieces. He didn't feel any better though, more like it bothered him, since his brother was right for a change; and now he had to find Seiten. He could have let his secretary call him, but he needed to get out of the office, he felt it was really small and was considering making it bigger.

It took him a few minutes to find Seiten, and he mentally thanked him for being at his usual place, it saved him time and frustration. He told him that he needed a new phone since the other had met his demise a little earlier than expected. In his way back to his office he told his personal assistance to contact Kouga, he wanted to know who had tried to hack in his system and why.

After an hour, almost everything was under control, the only thing left was the meeting with Hiten, but they knew each other and the contract was a good one, he had to admit so himself. His company didn't have any legal problems and his enemies had quiet down for a while. Yet, there was something that had been in his mind all the time. That woman, the tenshi he had spent the night with. He had no way to put it, but he felt he had to see her again even when he knew that he wasn't going to and she had no lead to find him. It was something inside, an instinctual thing that ordered him to protect and possess her, that she was his. But it didn't make sense to him and he wasn't going to do anything about it. That didn't stop him from thinking of her and the few hours they had spent together though, and that brought a small smile to his features.

He remembered with great clarity as he laynext to her while waiting for the sun to rise. He knew it would be in less than an hour, so he waited. Once again he looked atthe sleeping face of the woman cuddled at his side. She was beautiful. He kept repeating to himself she wasn't Kagome, even if her hair and white skin were the same color. He smelled her. `No, certainly not Kagome' he told himself. This onna's smell was heightened and warm, not bad in anyway, especially if it was a strong smell of dew mingled with wild berries that reminded him of the clean wilderness of his youth. Kagome's was sweeter with a tint of vanilla in it. He placed his head in the pillow and let her scent fill his lungs. It was calming and comforting, he felt like smelling her forever.

About an hour later, he woke up. At first he didn't know why but one look around told him everything he needed to know. He was hard again and the scent coming from his companionwas spicy. She moaned and signed in her sleep and pressed herself against him, her firm ass pushing into his crotch and moving around constantly. There was so much he could do to keep himself from touching her, and none of those reasons persuaded him enough to stop. So, pulling the sheets that were wrapped around her legs, he began to nip her neck. Then he captured a breast with his hand and played with her nipple but that didn't last long as the tip of his hard on pocked a little into her wet foldssending an electric charge through his body. He didn't bother to change position and, still on her side withher back to him, he plunged into her waiting slit. A pleasured moan escaped her lips almost making him think he had awaken her, but it was a few minutes later that she woke, writhing and gasping as he entered her in a slow torturous pace before pulling his whole length out and repeating the process again. She didn't move much from her position, and he guessed she was too exhausted to do anything at all â”€even when she was the reason why he was humping her again. But with a satisfied cry later and a grunt of his part, they came fast and hard. This timehe didn't bother to remove himself from her, and as he expected, they made love once more before resting some more.

When Sesshoumaru woke upagain, anannoying sound was piercing his ears. Disoriented, he looked around and saw a black alarm clock in the table that flashed in big red numbers 12:30. He wassuper latefor work, but that was the last thing that swept through his mindwhen he felt someone stir at his side. As fast he could he pulled the cord out of its place and threw the irritating thing in the waste can.

He got out of bed and saw her move his way looking for his warmth. He almost chuckled, but was able to stop himself. He didn't want her awake when he left, he wasn't sure he could stop himself from taking her again if that was the case. Besides, she looked so adorable that he was considering not doing it then as well. The woman's scent was pulling his control with invisibles strings, but steeling himself against the delicious influence, he dressed himself and reached for the door. Before leaving, he looked back. `She still smells like me', he thought.Not being able to control himself and allowing this last show of interest onher person, he went to her side and kissed her lips lightly. It was the last kiss he would give Maaya, he knew that before he opened the door and left for good.

Going away from the room and stopping to wait for the elevatormade him relive the previous night. Even as hestopped at the front desk, memories of their arrival at the hotel haunted him. This time, however, the clerk was different. This one he had never seen before â”€not that he had stayed that long prior to that day.Sesshoumaru hoped that this man was not as irritating as the other even if they looked nothing alike beside the dull gray uniform.

“I would like to keep the room for another night” he said his face not giving anything away.

“Very well, sir, what's the room number?” askedthe new clerk while looking at the computer.His brown eyes behind a pair of rectangular framed glasses focused on his work.

“305” Sesshoumaru answered.

“Do you need anything else sir?” inquired the human looking at the yokai with a smile in those dull chestnut eyes.

“Yes, I need clothes” he was getting impatient.

“There is a store two blocks away from here. It's easy to find, just go south” flipping his bangs out of his eyes, the clerk pointed to the opposite direction while smiling amicably to the customer who looked at him strangely.

“I want the clothes delivered to my room, and some food as well”ignoring the directions the man had given since it was obvious the ningen lacked any kind of directional sense, Sesshoumaru ready himself to leave only to be stopped by the man again.

“Of course, sir, what would you likein your order?” replied theidioticclerk. Sesshoumaruwas finding this one to be more annoying than the otherbut refrained from saying anything and concentrating on getting out of there as fast as possible. He told the ningenwhat he wanted and left to find the store.

In fifteen minutes he had returned with a bag full of garments. Sesshoumaru had seen so many things that would fit her that he couldn't contain himself and got some of them, besides he didn't know what she likedand he did have a good sense for clothes. He left the bag with the clerk and walked toward his white Mercedes Benz.

From his car he called his Personal Assistant and told her to change his schedule. If something went wrong to call him and that he would be arriving in about two hours. With that he hung up and went to his house. Once there, he took a shower, drank his coffee and left.When he arrived to his office, his desk was full of forms to sign. He sat down and began to skimming through them.

What else could he do? The Kyoto Branch was new, and needed a lot of his attention. The division was dedicated to the installment of alarms at houses and businesses. The Nara Branch also included bodyguard services. He wasn't sure if he wanted to do the same there when most of his clients were yokai that wanted to make sure humans stayed away from their homes, and rich people who wanted to keep away thieves and paparazzi. It was doing fine for a new business, but he wanted everything to go as smooth as possible. That's why he sought to add health benefits for his costumers and workers since some of them were human and for the rare case it was a yokai.

He also owned a wine branch called Kurobara. It only sold to yokai since it had certain dubious ingredients. It was unique and old, but famous and well-liked by those who tasted it. And he knew why, it was so strong that even a yokai could be drunk within a few minutes. His mother had made it so even the best of drinkers were intoxicated after a while. Consequently, he recreated the beverage to fit its new purpose. True, the one he sold was milder than the original, but still was strong enough to cause some damage.

Added to that was the Taisho Exportation Company created by his father that had passed it down to him and Inuyasha when he died. And he had a hidden vacationing spot for yokai and their mates near the coast of Okayama. It was called Horai-jima Resort and was doing well, too. However, business was not the only thing Sesshoumaru did. After all, he was also the Lord of the West and had half of Honshu under his reign. Although that title didn't carry as much power as it used to, he was still considered the most powerful of the Lords and involved in the politics of the lands. He was expected to control those yokai under his rule and help in the fight for the acceptance of his race. With all that, came a lot of work , work that didn't disappear by itself so he went back to revise the papers until he heard somebody making a ruckus at his door, an obvious trade mark of his hanyou half-brother. Inuyasha barged in saying a couple or more obscenities before getting to the important part.

“What's so important that you got me out of bed?” he asked in his usual loud voice.

“Tune it down Inuyasha, I'm not in the mood to listen to you blabber” said Sesshoumaru coldly.

Actually, he didn't need Inuyasha for anything. He just wanted to annoy the heck out of him. He just didn't know how to go about it yet. He knew Inuyasha must have been awake all night since he owned several mixed night clubs. They were very popular for hanyou so fights were common place. Inuyasha was always around to avoid the West Police from getting involved in his business, which most of the time was a lost cause that took him all night to take care of. Besides his brother owning the club, Sesshoumaru found everything else to be rather nice, and it was one of the places he went regularly. Still, he didn't care if the hanyou hadn't sleep at all, Inuyasha had stocks in his company and he would appreciate if he at least worked two hours. He would have ditched him of his part if his father hadn't made him promised not to cheat Inuyasha out of his inheritance. He had been foolish to agree to such demands, it wasn't worth it.

With Inuyasha's interruption, his instincts shut up and left him to work in peace. And even when night came, the clamoring for the female of the previous night had calmed down to a buzz. Eventually he also forgot about her. However, the hum was ever present.

* * *

Two months had passed since the night she had met the silver haired yokai. And she was getting ready to go to the same club looking for him again. It would be the third time she tried and still nothing, apparently, he didn't exist or, after that night, the earth swallowed him. She was beginning to think both, since she looked for him in the police database and nothing came up. This only told her that he had lied to her and she was stupid enough to belief him. Although there was the far up change that he wasn't in the database â”€as improbable as that sounded. However, she would try one more time, for her child's sake, and a little bit for the father. She just felt like she owed it to him. It didn't matter if he didn't want to be part of their lives. She could take care of the baby by herself.

She put on a beige skirt that stopped a little over her knees and choose a pale yellow top that was loose enough to cover her growing belly. She added a pair of white flip-flops, a little pink eyeliner and gold earrings. She let her black hair loose and covered her lips with a light lip-gloss. She was ready to go, but stopped to put some perfume on as she remembered for the thousandth time the day she had woken up in the fancy hotel room.

She didn't like that it was that late, she had hoped she would be awake before nightfall. Not much she could do about that. She stood up carefully; she didn't want to fall again. Once she was sure she was going to be ok she made her way to the bathroom. She needed to take a shower since that morning she wasn't able to. Inside, she opened the faucet, put it in warm and waited until the tub was full. When she deemed it full enough, she poured some lavender salts she found and stepped in letting the water caress her skin and take away some of the remaining soreness.

After she spent twenty minutes in there, she came out. It had been the most relaxing bath she had taken in a long timeâ”€with her job and studies she had little time to enjoy her soak time. She went to the room andfound a bag full of clothes over a chair in the corner. She couldn't believe it. The man had to be rich indeed because the clothes there had to cost more than a few hundred bucks. Although she didn't know for sure since he had taken the price tagsoff. She thought the action was really sweet but totally unnecessary. Then again, you don't look a gift horse in the mouth. Opening the bag, she took out of the bag a pair of jeans. It came with a tank top, hoop earrings and a oneof a kind pair of sneakers. After that, a beautiful red dress with a floor length skirt which had an alluring front slit that stopped at mid-thigh. It had a plunging neckline and a black belt at the waist with crossed back straps of the same color. It was accompanied by a pair of gold earrings and bracelet. And finally, a black miniskirt with a black laced corset top. The clothes were so beautiful that she didn't know how to thank him. Although she wasn't sure she would have the chance.

She decided to wear the jeans and top, and left the room. She made sure to stop in the front desk and tell them her room was free before leaving.

She walked toward her silver Mazda, opened the door and got in. Turned the car on and shifted the gear. She left wondering if this time she would have any luck. She could remember Hitomiko's reaction when she found out she was pregnant and let's not talk about the others, her friends hadn't been that easy to handle.

Two weeks had passed since the encounter. She was still happy and had said nothing to her friends. They knew something had happened and had tried, unsuccessfully, to get some answers from her. The only exception was Miroku who has a knowing glint in his eyes but never really participated in her interrogation. And those who askedalways encountered her evasiveness sinceshe wouldn't tell them until the right moment, and that would take a long time to come.

As of late, she had been more tired than usual and had gone home earlier to rest. As the week ended, she had headaches and was somewhat nauseous. She just added it to the fact that she had been overworking herself. However, the symptoms got worseand her breast had also become more sensitive. By the third week she couldn't stand without puking her breakfast, lunch and dinner, which she hadn't eaten yet. And she had to go to the bathroom, every once in a while, to pee and/or puke.

During the Monday break, Miapproached her with the hopes of getting something out of her suffering friend and noticed Maayahad gained some weightmaking her belly lookrounder. The dark haired mikowas sure something had happened when they had convinced her to go clubbing, she just didn't know what and really didn't want to consider what her mind was implying.

“Are you ok?” Hitomikoaskedconcerned.

“Yeah, I'm all right” her friendanswered. Maaya looked tired and temperamental effectively keeping others from bothering her. But as always, Mi just couldn't stay quiet.

“Now, don't tell me that, don't forget I know you too well. So, what's wrong with you?” she requested again hoping to get an answered.

“Nothing” Maaya tried to avoid it.

“Oh Come on, do we have to go through this every time? Just tellme, please” she begged her.

“I told you, it's no big deal. I'm not feeling well, it's just the flu or something” she said waiving her hand so the topic was dismissed the topic.

It wasn't long before she was running toward the bathroom again receiving worried looks as she went. Kaede saw her past her office so fast that she couldn't help wonder what had happened this time. If it was Miroku again she would make sure to talk to Sango, her husband needed to learn a lesson.

“Hitomiko, what's wrong with Maaya?” she asked the miko who was following her friend.

“I have no idea Kaede-keishi, she said she just had the flu, but I don't think it's that simple” responded the girl.

“What do you mean?” asked the aged woman.

“She has been tired and feeling nauseous since last week” said the miko. “And I don't think itscold related.”

“Why would you think that?” inquired Kaede.

“Two weeks ago she went clubbing and didn't return home until the next day at night. I'm worried she followed the advice the pervert gave her” added Hitomiko.

“I don't want to know what he recommended. Did she say something about it?” requested the old miko.

“No, but she has been too happy for her own good, like she met Prince Charming and rode his horse” she said looking closely at Kaede-keishi's face went she said that. She wasn't disappointed at the reaction when she opened her eyes wide. Kaede had to wonder what children learned in school these days.

They headed toward the bathroom and found a weary Maaya leaning in the toilet wiping her vomit out of her lips. She looked like she hadn't had any sleep recently and was ready to black out.

“Are you ok, child?” she was asked for the second time.

“Yeah, Kaede-keishi, it's just the flu” she answered.

“Sorry to say this sister, but it doesn't look like the flu to me” interrupted Hitomiko.

“What do you mean” she questioned.

“It seems you are… How they say? Yeah, knocked up” said Miroku who was seen everything from his cubicle not less amuse than the previous days. ”My beautiful Sango was the same when she was pregnant, too tired to do anything. She couldn't even stand…” he kept babbling on with shiny eyes. They could bet he was hoping to do that again.

“What?” she said sharply. “What do you mean by pregnant?”

“He means as in you are going to have a baby pretty soon. Now, who was the lucky bastard?” said Hitomiko smiling at her accusingly.

“Calm down, we don't know for certain yet, but I would like you to go and check up in case Miroku is right. Now, child, how is this possible? I thought you didn't have a boyfriend” asked Kaede.

“Well, I don't. So, I know for certain that is a cold, yeah a simple old common cold” she said trying to convince herself.

However, they wouldn't drop it and made her go to see a doctor. She had to admit the symptoms where misleading, but she was sure it was just a stupid cold or something like it. Still, they didn't listen to silly excuses and got her an appointment at Kaminari Health Institute. She knew it was one of the best places to go to and it had human and yokai services.

Hitomiko was going with her, in case she needed moral support â”€which she was sure wasn't necessaryâ”€and to keep trying to pry some information out of her since she hadn't denied aboutsleeping with somebody. She knew she should have said something to make them think otherwise, but what was the point, they wouldn't believe her anyway.

They had made an appointment with Kannon Suijin,a water god and one of the best doctors in her field. Still, Maaya wasn't so sure she wanted to be there, even if the Kami was specialized in human pregnancy.Inthe little chance that she was pregnant, her baby would be a hanyou, so she shouldn't be in this side, but on the empty roomnext door. Exceptshe could go there with Mi next to her, she hadn't told her friendthat the man she had been with was a yokai, and if possible she wanted to avoid telling her that.However, Maaya needed to know for sure and sitting there waiting wasn't an option. She stood up and told her best friend to wait for a while, that she needed to go to the bathroom and used the chance to escape to the empty saloon next to the one she had been in. It was small with only three chairs and no secretary. She went to the door and knocked. Nobody answered. She was sure she had seen in the pamphlet that Itou-senseiworked that day.

“Oh, I didn't know I had a patient today” said a sweet voice behind her.

Sheturned around to see a woman in a doctor's coat. Her white hair reached her shouldersand herlavender eyes were mesmerizing. Afterlooking at her, Maayaknew the woman was a hanyou.The absence of marking in her face and her round ears were confusing but no human had that shade of tan and very few dotted that hair and eye color at the same time.

“Well, I didn't have an appointment” she said.

“Don't worry, as you can see, I don't have many patients today, so come in” Itou-senseisaid entering her office. “Please, take a seat” Maaya took the seat offered her. “Now, what can I do for you?”

“Well, I haven't been feeling well recently, so my friends and co-workers made me come here saying I was pregnant. I'm sure it's just a cold, but they insisted so much that I came” replied the girl in front of her. It seemed that she was in an early denial phase.

“Well, do you want me to do the test or just tell you right now all you need to know?” asked Shiori hoping for the later.

“No, I would like to do the test” repliedMaaya wanting to delay the results as much as possible.

“Ok” said Shiori accepting the woman's choice and somewhat understanding her fear. She went to a cabinet and got a tub, a syringe, alcohol and cotton ball. “Give me your arm” she ordered. She cleaned the spot on her arm with the alcohol, inserted the needle in her arm and drew the blood into the tub, which she labeled to be sent to the labs. “The results will be ready by tomorrow, so I would recommend stopping by in the morning. We will talk then. But before that, I need you to fill out this form with your name, contact number, address and others. When you are done, give it to me and I'll see you tomorrow” she said with a smile in her face.

When she got out, she saw Hitomiko was waiting for her. Neither of them said anything, there was no need, Miwas mad and she knew the reasons. Her friend hated yokai with a passion and Maaya hadn't been truthful about her clubbing night.

The next day she was early forher appointment. This time alone and wantingto know as much as the others did if she was pregnant or not since she wasn't feeling any better and she didn't have a fever or runny nose.

“Itou-sensei, ohayou gozaimasu” she called when she saw a white headpass by.

“Ohayou, how have you been?” Shioriasked concerned. She knew that things would get worse.

“A little tired, but everything else is fine” she said.

“I'm on my way to get the lab results. You can wait in my office while I get them” she told her.

“Arigatou, Itou-sensei” she said and went to wait for the doctor.

Twenty minutes later Shiori was back with a positive pregnancy test. Maaya couldn't believe it. She was screwed, how could she take care of a baby? Her income wasn't enough for her even less for another one. She blamed herself for her own stupidity.Sheshouldn't have believed what the bastard had told her. But, it didn't matter anymore. Shiori's voiced still echoed in her head when the doctor told her the `good news'.

“Maaya, your test came out to be positive. You are in your third week of pregnancy. I would like you to come back next week to make sure everything is ok with the pup. If anything happen while you're at home, don't get scare, since it has demon blood, the time and changes will be different than the regular ones. By the smell I can say it's an Inu yokai so the pregnancy time would be between 4 to 5 months. I know this is hard for you but don't do anything drastic. Ok?”

She wasn't sure she could handle something like this; it was too big for her little world. She sat in the bench in front of the Institute and began to cry. She looked at the brochures she had in her hands, it had abortion in white letters and talked something about the procedures they used. Even if it pained her she had to do something, she just didn't know what.

As she parked in front of the club, she tried not to cry. That had been the worst day of her life, and the decision she had made was not the right one. She knew it in her heart that she couldn't kill a life that had no fault whatsoever in everything that was going on. However, it had taken her sometime to realize that, and she almost committed a crime. Thanks goodness for having such a good friend. Mi, had stopped her from doing it when she was about to enter the room. She told her that her friend was more important than anything, that she didn't care who the father was as long as her friend trusted her enough to confide in her. She even begged her to stop at that moment. She also knew it was too dangerous, but didn't want to admit that it could cost her more than she was willing to give.

After that, Hitomiko was kind enough and listened to her story, and only after, she screamed at her for trying to do something so stupid. She smiled and thanked her for being there for her. And told her she would try to find the father of her son, at least he had the right to know. And she kept her promise.

She entered the club and received several glances. Not paying any attention to them she made her way to bar and once again. She saw the bartender, the same hanyou from the first time she had been there, serving a drink to a red eyed yokai before heading her way. She was not surprise when he stared at her belly â”€since she looked to be five month pregnantâ”€ and warily took a sniff at her. She knew he wasn't going to get anything from that. Shiori-sensei had ordered Mi to place a barrier around her to avoid any curious yokai from finding out she was expecting a hanyou.

“Have you seen him?” she asked him.

“What do you mean, madam” he countered. He knew who she was, he had heard the rumors flying around the bar but he didn't know it was her.

“Don't play dumb, you know what I mean. You were here that night and that yokai was certainly a regular, so don't tell me you don't know him” Maaya snapped at him. It was frustrating. Every time she came it was always the same. They didn't know anyone who looked like that. They had never heard of Musashi Aki before. And they knew for certain that he was not a regular costumer of their establishment. It was all bullshit, but she had nothing to prove them wrong.

“Look lady, it seems you are in a pretty bad situation but I don't know much about him. He never gave a name and I didn't ask him. Besides, he hasn't returned here for more than a month” replied the man gently. Maaya seemed to be ready to cry at this news and didn't notice the guilty face the hanyou made when her black eyes blinked repeatedly to stop the tears. She knew she had been stupid for even harboring any hopes of finding this man but she just couldn't stop.

“I see, well; if he ever appears around here again, give him this card with my phone number. If not, then throw it away” Maaya said before placing the business card on the counter and leaving the place not even waiting for his answer.

The hanyou didn't feel any better and his conscience was doing wonders to him since she had disappeared in the crowd. Deciding to help her a little, he headed toward the man he had been serving before and explained to him the situation. This one, however, only nodded and put the card in the inner pocket of his grey jacket before finishing his cup and also leaving the club.

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Author's Note

Finally, third chapter has been fixed. It's nothing big but I believe it has made it a whole lot better. A little more details added here and there but nothing new like previous chapters except for the Intel in Sesshoumaru's position. Not only is he rich, he is also a politician. Maybe later on I'll explain better the situation in this world, but suffice to say that human and yokai relations are â”€as alwaysâ”€ strained.

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