InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ If You Are Not The One ❯ Calm before the Storm part 2 ( Chapter 27 )

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

IF YOU ARE NOT THE ONE

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Calm before the Storm part 2

What if I say I'm not like the others?
What if I say I'm not just another one of your plays?
You're the pretender
What if I say I will never surrender?

In time or so I'm told
I'm just another soul for sale... oh, well
The page is out of print
We are not permanent
We're temporary, temporary
Same old story

I'm the voice inside your head
You refuse to hear
I'm the face that you have to face
Mirrored in your stare
I'm what's left, I'm what's right
I'm the enemy
I'm the hand that will take you down
Bring you to your knees

-The Pretender by The Foo Fighters-

Kagome released a ragged sigh, slumped her shoulders, and loosened her grip on the steering wheel. She strongly hated to push the speedometer more than five mph over the speed limit, but as the sky grew darker, she began to feel the first twinges of panic grasp her gut. Man how she hated the rain with a passion, in her opinion, everything bad always happened during rainy whether.

Storm clouds were gathering and thunder rolled overhead, threatening rain. And as if on cue, a few fat drops of rain splattered slowly against the windshield. Then, seemingly out of nowhere, torrents of rain poured out of the heavens. She turned on the windshield wipers and her heartbeat matched the metronome click. She leaned far over the wheel, clutching it tight, peering through the sudden deluge at the sliver of road ahead. Kagome had no choice but to pull her car to the side of the interstate until it passed enough for her to see. That occasional sense of claustrophobia engulfed her as the small car suddenly felt like a tin box. She forced herself to stay calm and ignore the blaring thunder.

She pooped a CD and searched for her favorite track that would help her pass the minutes. For the first time in a very long time— two months and four days to be exact—Kagome was more miserable than she had been the minute she had entered Tokyo City. At least back then the desire to forget had sustained her long enough but now; it was as if she had made no real progress after all.

It was currently Sunday afternoon; the sun had crossed the sky and was one or two hours away from sunset. Sango had left with Miroku on Saturday morning, precisely at the crack of dawn, both insisting that they wanted to get to the airport early to ignore the constant hustle with belongings being checked and being late in general. She knew Sango's excuse was true for she awoke every day earlier than Kagome did to get to work before anyone else; therefore Kagome knew Sango would be possibly first in line for the concert.

Miroku on the other hand was just anxious to have Sango all alone for the remainder of the weekend. Kagome didn't blame him, he barely did have his alone time with her and this was the perfect chance for both of them to catch-up. Kagome had a feeling Sango also wanted to leave as soon as possible to get away from Hinten for the time being, since their fight three nights ago, Kagome was pretty sure Sango had not contacted Hinten and was making him jealous with the fact that she had taken Miroku.

And then there was also Souta who had insisted all weekend that Kagome behaved more like a bitch each day. All they kept doing was to discuss her false documentation and how she had come to their possession. It was obvious wasn't it? She worked for a lawyer for a couple of years and therefore and had come to know many slimy things people did in order to get away with incredulous things. But Kagome's intention had never been to cause hurt or endanger her own life, it had been more of a way to escape from everything, the fact that she had been willing to go with it all was just an action of a desperate person in a time of need.

She had not seen Inuyasha since Friday night when he had confronted Bankotsu who she had also not seen since then. She had refused to answer Inuyasha's calls and had not seen him at work because he had taken a business trip to Osaka on Saturday morning and was supposed to be back today, though she'd not seen him at work all day. Then again, maybe he didn't show up. Still she couldn't help but think about him, though she was still mad at him for listening to Souta and ruining her date. Damn it, no matter how hard she tried to forget about him she couldn't.

Holding her head in her hands, she closed her eyes. Kagome could still hear his silky voice in the back of her mind, his musical laugh. It was breathtaking.

Frowning, she also couldn't stop thinking about Kouga, her ex who was probably closer in finding her than before. But it had been too many futile and pointless attempts for he always found a way to evade her mind and life. It was only a matter of time before he sought her out and begged for her forgiveness, to convince her to come back into his arms like nothing had really happened. But she couldn't, she wouldn't go back.

Finally, the downpour let up just enough.

Kagome turned down the music and put her mustang in drive as she pushed her foot on the gas pedal, easing the car back onto the road and gradually accelerating to a safe speed. She glanced in her rear-view mirror at the black vehicle that had swung around the corner to hug her rear bumper. What was up with this guy?

As she kept glancing at her rearview mirror, she noticed that this very same black Mercedes-Benz had been following her since she'd left the Takahashi parking garage. Now he was close, too close for her taste. There was no telling if the tailgater was a drunk or simply a lousy driver, but a rear-end collision wasn't on her to-do list today. Neither was she too exited about coping with the rain that made the oil-slick street tedious.

Kagome frowned, remembering that Inuyasha was probably the only guy from Takahashi Inc. that possibly drove a black Mercedes to work. Damn him for worrying her.

Another glance revealed the Mercedes was still sticking to her rear bumper like a sand spur, the driver revving his motor as if bent on making her sweat. Why wasn't he hitting his brake, backing off, giving her maneuvering room? Perspiration trickled down her neck and Kagome flicked up the AC. Fog cleared from her windows. But unfortunately he was still there.

Keep it together Kagome; it must be that reckless Inuyasha driving you insane. She soothed her mind and stared ahead of her nervously. Surely this guy was probably harmless? Not a psycho driver spoiling for a fender bender. Sacred at the thought, she kept a wary eye on her mirror, trying to shake off the tension in her neck and shoulders. All she had to do was ignore the jerk. Not let her nerves and fatigue from another long day of work set her on edge, reminding herself instead that she didn't need to let her imagination run amok.

Maybe this wasn't Inuyasha, but then why would anyone want to panic her? Perhaps it probably had nothing to do with her or her work. This guy could simply have poor eyesight or have forgotten his glasses. Yeah right. More likely he is a whacked out junkie or a pervert who gets off on scaring women. She thought frightened. It could also be Miroku's psychotic twin brother who preferred to frighten than to groping, but then again Miroku was an only child and currently miles and miles away under Sango's watchful eye.

Kagome quickly spotted the next exit to get back into the city and stopped at a red light on a Western Tokyo street when he just barely tapped her rear fender, that son of a bitch! Even as she told herself the bump had to be an accident, Kagome checked her door locks, uncaring if she was overreacting.

Sweat beaded on her scalp, and the air-conditioning had nothing to do with the shiver of apprehension that had her heart beating triple time. She needed to get away from him, but changing lanes in the city rush-hour traffic that now resembled a parking lot wouldn't be easy. Not with rumbling delivery trucks and commuters hemming her in. Deciding her best option was to keep going, Kagome inched forward, a wary eye on the rear-view mirror. Another Ten blocks and she'd be safely home from harms way. Fifteen minutes or less and she'd be home with her obnoxious little brother.

After she turned at a bridge, the traffic gushed, tension streaming behind her. The storm seemed to be almost over as it now barely drizzled; the sky lightening and the two-lane bridge pavement shimmied with broken rainbows in the early evening heat. As she passed through the bridge, she picked up speed. So did the black Mercedes that was still at her tail.

One moment she was driving in total control, the next, her car bucked. Good God, the Mercedes bumped her, again.

Bastard. Why was he gunning for her? Who the hell was he? A drunk? Someone trying to rob her? She should have called the cops when she'd noticed him following her. She should have listened to her gut. She should have—

Her car spun sideways. Out of control, and toward the guardrail.

Kagome immediately slammed on the brakes. Realizing she had committed a bad move,

her tires squealed and skidded on the slick pavement. Clenching the wheel, she fought the spin. But her car careened sideways, smashing into the guardrail. Automatically the airbag exploded forcefully into her, slamming some air out of her lungs. Great, her first accident; Kagome fought the airbag out of her face as she waved her hands in front of her.

Looking around herself she noticed that the Mercedes had disappeared out of nowhere. It was a hit-and-run. The sun had also vanished out of nowhere and it was now night, not too many cars passed her by. Her lights blinked off and instantly Kagome's eyes widen knowing what must be happening. “No, no—please don't do this to me.” She muttered and turned her key in her ignition but the engine turned on and off until suddenly it died. As her hands trembled at her sides, it took her two or three minutes until she realized what had actually happened.

Sighing with relief, she unbuckled her seatbelt and rapidly grabbed for her purse from the passenger seat before searching for her cell phone. As Kagome flipped it open she noticed that she had no bars, cursing she tucked it back in and jumped in her seat when a silver limo bleated as it parked in front of her. Surprised, she stared as a tall unrecognizable man got out of the vehicle with an umbrella and walked towards her. “It looks like you have no ride home.” His voice was smooth and tranquil; it was none other than Inuyasha who knocked on the moist glass outside her door.

Kagome stared at him shocked still, yet relieved that the guy who had driven that Mercedes and had nearly killed her had not been Inuyasha. “I'm pretty sure it won't work unless you take it to a mechanic.” He said standing outside her door in the light drizzling rain, his face was gravely serious.

She frowned and rolled down her window, still mad at him from what occurred in Club Toxic a couple days back. “My brother is an excellent mechanic; he will fix it as soon as I give him a call.” She argued arrogantly, since she was a couple blocks from home. “Besides, I can walk home.”

“Let me take you there.” Inuyasha offered, not willing of leaving her there stranded all alone after having an accident.

Kagome glowered at him stubbornly. “Why?”

He lowered his hand with a shrug as he held onto the umbrella. “Why not?” His glossy golden orbs danced with deviousness as he smiled weakly. Shrugging, she grabbed her things before following him under his umbrella and into his limo as he opened the door for her.

She entered the limo and so did he, both seated next to each other in the spacious vehicle. Instantly, the driver took off. Inuyasha placed the wet umbrella at their feet as he unfolded it and then placed an arm on her shoulders reassuringly. Kagome didn't say anything or showed discomfort as he pulled her into his embrace; knowing she must still be in shock after what had just occurred. “Are you okay?” He asked concerned that she had been in an accident he could not have prevented for her.

Kagome anxiously hugged him back and inhaled his cologne to make sure that he was really there and that she had survived one of the scariest moments of her life. “How did you know?” She asked quietly and he pulled her tighter and placed a strand of her raven hair behind her ear as he ran his hand down her hair in an attempt to ease her down.

“I asked Souta.” He hedged.

She smiled insipidly. “Bullshit.”

“I followed you here.” He admitted and inhaled her scent as he put his chin on her head; his worry finally disappearing as he saw she was safe and currently in his arms. However, his blood had boiled with rage when he had witnessed as the car had impacted with hers and left so abruptly.

“I figured that much genius…but why?” She mumbled as she stared out the black-tinted windows with utter relief.

“I missed you.” He conceded and she pulled away from his arms to look at him, he looked honest as she stared up at him. Kagome was stunned at his revelation.

They remained in silence for a couple of minutes, both unsure of what to say next until Kagome stared out the limo window. “Where are you taking me?” Kagome asked as she noticed they had passed her apartment and where now headed towards a different direction.

“You didn't miss me did you?” he asked, totally ignoring her question; a disappointed look in his beautiful eyes as he stared back into her own.

Kagome scowled, she had just been in an accident so why was he here asking such a stupid question? “Answer my question!” Her pulse raced and she thought her heart would beat so hard, it'd come right out of her chest as he stared her down.

“I'm taking you to my house and then tomorrow morning we are going straight to the police.”

“Like hell I will, who exactly died and made you my keeper?” Kagome disagreed annoyed by his persistence since her brother was presently in her apartment all alone and probably worried sick about her.

“Don't worry; I had your brother picked up just a few minutes ago so he could go and take care if Shippo at my condo.” He said, guessing why she objected in the first place. He was always a step ahead of her. Kagome quirked a brow, why would he do such a thing without her permission? She shook her head with every ounce of vigor she had in her.

He surveyed her for a moment as if expecting a different response or reaction. “Open up the goddamn door Inuyasha and let me out.” She narrowed her eyes.

“Sakura relax, he'll be fine I promise and you'll be with me.”

“Let me out now!” She shouted this time, fists clenched.

“Not until we get there princess.” He shook his head and said evenly.

“I refuse to go anywhere with you, just take me home now. Or I swear I will never speak to you again!” Kagome knew she sounded like a spoiled child but she couldn't help it, she just wanted to go home and not deal with Inuyasha at the moment or anyone else.

“No, I will take care of you and take you home when I'm sure you're okay.” He pointed out smoothly before taking Kagome into his arms a second time. Angry, she folded her arms over her chest and glared out the window. Inuyasha only hugged her tightly afraid she would disappear at any minute if he let go.

“Go to hell.” She glowered at him and sank into the chair, knowing he wouldn't let her go home so easily.

“Already been there princess, didn't you hear? Satan's afraid I'll take over.” He whispered playfully trying to make her feel better with a distasteful joke; instead his voice sent chills down her arms. Kagome frowned into space and remained in his arms in silence until the limo came into a halt at an entrance.

The limo drove through as the gates opened and eventually it pulled into an Italianate-style mansion in front of a marble staircase leading to the Neo-Renaissance residence which had a marvelous water fountain in its acres of vast green front lawn. It was a beautiful ancient structure that would probably be found in Europe than most places. “Here we are.” The driver pulled down the window in front of them and announced.

“Where exactly?” Kagome looked over at Inuyasha who had already gotten out of the limo and extended his hand for her to take.

He smiled and helped her out the car. “My home, the place I grew up.”

She swallowed staring at the three-story house suspiciously. “Why are we here?”

“Just wanted to show it to you, do you like it?” She took his offering hand with uncertainty and he led the way into the entrance. With its beamed ceilings and plush decor, it was certainly a home fit for a millionaire. The inside was spectacular; the main entrance hall had two grand staircases that led to different wings of the mansion on either sides.

“It's breathtakingly beautiful but—”

“Come on I want to show you something.” Inuyasha ordered, tugging her hand as they climbed a staircase. They walked through colossal and long narrowed corridors until reaching a magnificent piano room with high ceiling. It was large with tall windows on either side of the walls and large elegant white window drapes and curtains, it also had chandeliers that hung decoratively.

But the most remarkable thing of all had to be the black classical grand piano itself; with its frame and strings placed horizontally, the strings broaden away from the keyboard. “Wow, it's incredible. Do you play?” Kagome gazed at it with wonder.

He nodded and sat on the wooden bench gracefully as if getting ready for a recital, smiling beautifully as his fingers danced along the keys producing a soft rhythmic tune. “It was my mother's, she was a pianist and she had the most beautiful silky voice.” His eyes glazed with his most beloved memories of his childhood as he spoke.

Then abruptly his expression switched to grieve as he searched for Kagome's face. “She died when I was just a kid, sometimes I barely remember what she was like. All I have left are photos and videos, of including concert performances.” Distraction thickened the tone of his voice.

“She was very famous?” Kagome speculated.

“In Europe mostly, nonetheless she was truly a legend among the French. Though I don't recall witnessing her perform live, only Sesshomaru does.” He told her compellingly.

“Your mother was French?” She guessed, loving the tune he played so perfectly.

“According to my old man, they met on one of his business trips to France. Next thing you now; they get married and moved to Japan. She had Sesshomaru a year later; and eight years afterwards she had me. I remember how she would sing for us while playing this piano, Sesshomaru on her left and I on her lap.” Inuyasha told her and continued with his inspiring song.

Kagome smiled. “I'm sure she was a wonderful and talented woman.”

Inuyasha agreed and finished the last verse. “She truly was gifted. In fact, you remind me of her.” he remarked and stopped playing watching cautiously as Kagome blushed.

“What—what do you mean?” She stuttered completely taken back by his comment.

Inuyasha admitted with a genuine smile that could make anyone wobbly in the knees. “You have the same singing voice.” He pointed out gently.

It was one of the most beautiful things anyone had ever said to her. It was a comment she knew he meant with all his heart for he had compared her to his own mother in a beautiful way; to the woman he most loved above all. “I-I do? But why are you telling me all this?” Kagome whispered and he continued playing but a different soft song this time. Closing her eyes momentarily, she let the music sweep her off her feet, enjoying the way it cause her to feel so peaceful.

“Since you explained your family, I felt it was only fair you knew of mine.” He acknowledged sincerely.

Kagome returned the smile and stood behind him. “In that case, I'm honored to be here.” She felt at ease around him, like she was free and could live careless. Admiring the way he played, her heart fluttered on her chest a second time, making her flush faintly, he really did have a way of impressing a woman.

He laughed contently. “I'm glad. Would you care to sing for me fair maiden?” he asked her with his usual husky voice, wonder piercing his tone, which remained polite and calm; like he was the host of a dinner party, speaking to everyone in a lovely manner and not making them feel like the dimmest person he'd ever met with his enchanting self.

Placing a hand on his shoulder, she responded. “Maybe next time, I'm still not used to having an audience.” She hid a smile.

“What a shame, but I'll keep your word for that.” He lamented and once more stopped the smooth music to stand up in front of her and look at her expressive sky-colored eyes.

“How about you and I play a game?” She asked seductively in a playful mischievous way and he gave her one of his crooked grins; glad he had managed to awaken her spirit.

“What do you have in mind?” He put an arm around her and kissed her forehead tenderly as if encouraging her to continue.

“Catch me.”

Kagome ran off from the piano room and into the hallway searching for a place she knew he must have. Inuyasha followed her and chuckled when he found her shirt on the floor when he came across a deserted corridor. Every place he went he found a different article of clothing that she had left for him to track her down. Eventually her clues led him into the massive indoor swimming pool he loved so much when he was a kid. And there she was, like a mystical siren luring him to her which he obeyed by walking slowly towards her.

He stopped at the edge and stared at her and the way her body looked so exquisite soaking wet. Her bra and thong were still on, though he'd never doubt that she'd take them off. “What's wrong Inuyasha? The water too cold for you?” She tempted him.

He smirked and took his shirt over his shoulders. “Not a chance babe.” The man obtained the body of a god; his harden muscles free under her gaze.

Inuyasha caught her checking him out and he smirked like the cocky jerk he was and she adored. “Like what ya see princess?” He asked teasingly.

Kagome blushed and looked elsewhere embarrassed. “Maybe.” He laughed and dove into the pool and swam underwater to where she floated.

Inuyasha appeared behind her and swung her around so that her face was a few inches of a short distance away. Kagome licked her lips as she gazed up at him and his sly actions. Inuyasha pulled her body closer by wrapping his arms on her waist to haul her to him. It took every ounce in him to not capture those rosy moist lips that begged for his own, to resist the unavoidable though he knew he couldn't hold on to his dignity much longer. And then, he ducked his head so that his lips would faintly brush over hers; taunting himself from taking her full lips with all the passion in the world.

Kagome was dumbfounded, unable to reframe and impede the sweetest of actions as she eyed the way his lips approached with such innocence. Her hands snaked to wrap around his neck and she pulled him closer; his silver hair fell over his face. She reached her hand out, pushing his hair out of his face with the slightest of feather light touches and found the face of the one who had saved her in more than one way. “Is it true, do I really look like Kikyou, your wife?” She whispered before he could dip his head to steal another kiss.

He tensed immediately and his arms shifted slowly. He loosened his grip; eyes slowly growing in size while revealing yellow eyes, almost cat-like. “Where's this coming from?”

“I've though up of excuses for your interest in me.” Kagome said nonchalantly.

“Is that so?” Inuyasha whispered in her ear.

She nodded. “It's why you think you find yourself attracted to me. I remind you of her and you just want to keep her face in your mind by looking at mine.” Kagome mumbled, biting her lip.

His expression showed a hurt pride. “That's a lie!” He instructed in a constrained voice and waved his hand in the air. Kagome stared at his tattoo on his wrist, the one she had noticed on the second occasion they had met. It read; Kikyou Takahashi, like a bracelet made of tint.

“Is it Inuyasha?” She whispered looking away, unable to bare a negative answer.

Thinking of the best manner to explain his attraction in more than one way that she would easy comprehend how much he cared, he sighed and pulled her chin with one hand so that her eyes bore directly into his own. “I won't deny that you share strong physical characteristics, the same reason why I tried to stay away in the first place. But regardless, it's you who has captivated me and not your resemblance to anyone. I don't know how you do it, the way you smile, the way you walk, your scent, your fiery temper; and all those little things that seem to draw me in, are all essentially you.” He pushed the wet stands of hair out of her face gently and smiled with all the tender in the world.

Her stomach suddenly dropped. He had to be talking about someone else; she couldn't possibly be that tempting to anyone. “I don't know what to say.” She replied quietly as her cheeks fared into flames.

He let go of his pry around her waist and squeezed her hand with both of his. “Say you'll go to the ball with me.”

“I already agreed to go with Bankotsu.”

His eyes narrowed. “Cancel; tell him you found someone better to go out with.”

“And if I don't?” Inuyasha snorted as if amused she was wiling of carrying on the same game.

“Then I won't back off, you'll just have to put up with me, though I doubt it'll be long before you give in princess.” He informed Kagome smugly.

She answered, blushing at his endearment. Though it wasn't the first time, she still wasn't used to it. “You see Inuyasha that's where you're wrong. You think you're irresistible,” Kagome told him humorously.

Inuyasha grinned. His smile overwhelmed her, once again. “Women fall at my feet begging in case you haven't noticed. I've been voted most enticing rich guy ever lived four times in a row for the last couple of years. Babe—I am the definition of irresistible.” He said so confidently and let go of his hold on her hand.

“Not to me your not. You think you have the world to your feet just because of all the money. It sickens me at times.”

He agreed less eager and more serious. “But you see that's why I like you the most. You don't give a shit I own and control all of Tokyo City with a snap of a finger."

Kagome stammered. “I'm still not going.”

He chortled and rolled his eyes. “I don't think you have a choice princess.” Inuyasha swam backwards a short distance away.

“But I thought you said I could choice whether to go with you or not?” she asked as she observed the way he so perfectly floated above the water.

He smiled and swam back to Kagome. “I was just bluffing; you don't have a choice, really.” Damn Inuyasha and his persistent self, why did he always have to pin her between and force her into choosing?

“And you think that by tempting me I'll give in eventually or do you really tend to force me into bedding you? And what makes you so sure I'll give in?”

“Sakura, temptation is my middle name. I don't force, they fall willingly.” He laughed and relaxed a little more.

She rolled her eyes before answering. “You really think you're that Irresistible don't you?”

He laughed and rested his forehead to Kagome's as he closed the distance between them. “Is this not proof enough for you? You don't seem to stay away either.” He tucked her hair behind her ear and Kagome's chest tightened.

Kagome studied him carefully, not sure if he meant the words he spoke. “Shut up Inuyasha and kiss me.” She murmured against his mouth and hungrily captured his lips with her own. Inuyasha smiled against her lips. Then again maybe she couldn't resist him just like he could not resist her, so she gave in voluntarily. He opened his mouth eagerly and tasted the sweetness of victory; enjoying its savor like no other.

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Kagome took the escalator to the next floor before emerging into a large number of cubicles. She walked through until reaching a door at the end of the long narrowed hallway; escaping the chaotic ocean of working fellow employees who bickered at one another and conversed on phones. She knocked on the door twice while turning the door knob before peeking her head through the crack. “Bankotsu I was hoping to have a word with you?” She asked.

Bankotsu, who was working with a few documents on his desk, was utterly engrossed on his work and had failed to notice the presence of his favorite secretary around the building. “Oh Sakura it's you, please come in. Have a seat.” He offered and beckoned for the chair in front of his desk with a hand.

She smiled and took a seat. “Look Bank, I'm sorry about—” Kagome started to say.

“No—please you don't need to apologize, I was the one who got carried away that night.”

Kagome frowned. “Actually I came to talk to you about the ball.”

Bankotsu sat back on his chair and his eyebrows sore with curiosity. “Is there something wrong, do you no longer plan on assisting?” He searched for the answer that would match the look on her face.

“I do plan on going; as a matter of fact I am obligated to show up.” Kagome explained and sighed at his puzzled expression. “The problem is that I can no longer go with you.” She had spent hours by her computer screen thinking of ways to let him down easily and by the disappointed look on his face she could tell he was very much displeased.

“You're going with Inuyasha.” Bankotsu flat out said in a very thick voice as if knowing all along about her intentions.

She nodded. “I am, please respect my decision. And I hope this doesn't come between us or any future relationship we might share.”

“Are you also breaking up with me?” He demanded and shot up from his seat.

Kagome reasoned slightly confused by his actions. “I would hardly call it breaking up, we only had two dates. But yes, I have decided to move on.”

“Did he put you up to this?” Bankotsu argued frustrated and approached her as he walked around his desk and placed both arms on the armrests of her chair, his eyes at the same height as hers as he leaned in.

“Who Inuyasha? No—he has nothing to do with my decision.” She lied.

He chuckled though there was no spoken humor. He no longer seemed to be the same man she had once been attracted to. “Oh but don't you see Kagome?—he does. In fact, it's entirely his fault.” He said dryly causing her blood to run cold. What had he just called her?

Kagome's eyes widen abruptly. “What did you say?” She whispered; his words scanning in her head repeatedly, unable to believe what he had just said, what he had just called her.

He angrily went on though he had not realized the mistake he had just reveled. “That you continue to lie through your teeth, that you can't seem to stay away from him just as much as he doesn't seem to keep his hands off you.”

“No—you called me...Kagome.” She eyed him as if he were a madman.

Bankotsu was taken back by her words; it took him a minute or two to grasp her words correctly. “Oh did I? It's your name isn't it?” He watched and smirked sinisterly as she lowly grasped the meaning behind his words.

“How did you—”

“What? How did I find out?” He laughed. “Oh, I've always known.”

Kagome gasped. “But how? ”

“Never trust false documentation sweetheart, in fact I should know; I'm a spy.” He said much to her surprise.

Her eyes widen to the appalling and confounding realization. “You—you were the one who impersonated that company a while back. It's your fault that those cargo ships that left port last month sank.” She insinuated, determined to blame him guilty.

“Bingo, you're smarter than I thought.” Bankotsu confirmed and dipped his head to steal a kiss.

She turned her face and he ended up planting a kiss on her cheek. “Get away from me!” She hissed and pushed him away though he did not move an inch; his arms still enclosed her on the seat.

He forcefully yanked backwards a fist full of raven hair as he spoke in her ear. “Listen up gorgeous and listen good; no one can know of what I've done. No one you got that, especially Inuyasha. Unless you want me to have him murdered, you will keep your little mouth shut.” He said letting go and traced a finger on her lips, Kagome sat very still; afraid of what he was capable of doing if she refused or tried to prevent his touches.

“Please don't hurt him, leave him alone.” Kagome pleaded, pushing herself as back on the seat as possibly away from him.

“Ah, so you do care about him more than you let on. I was never good enough for you was I? You preferred to go for the richest man. Now that I think about it, we are truly two of a kind.” He gave a blow to her ego.

Kagome mustered up enough courage to spit on his face, enraged that he dared to compare her to someone as stomach-turning and ghastly as himself. “No, my intentions were never to hurt this company. Don't you dare compare me with someone as repulsive as you!” She yelled in his face.

He laughed and wiped the spit off his right eye. “But you did, just by showing up, you put in endanger the lives of all your friends and loved ones; Sango, Miroku and your brother Souta.” Kagome's eyes were filled with horror. How dare he involve her innocent brother!

“Souta is just a boy; he has nothing to do with this. I'm begging you, take me instead. Do whatever you want to me just let him go back home…” Tears began to stream down her pale cheeks.

Bankotsu caught a tear droplet with his thumb. “Don't play the martyr with me little Kagome, if you say a word or do anything at all that could blow my cover I will automatically come after your brother.” He threatened.

“No! Please Bankotsu, leave him out of this. Don't lay a filthy hand on him.” She cried at once.

“You and I could have been great together. You have no idea how much I desire you. How much I hoped one day you would be mine. How many times I've tried to get you out of my mind though it's useless. Now I'm beginning to understand why my boss is so obsessed with you.” He explained his fascination turned into an obsession.

She snarled. “You're a sick psychopath!”

He laughed once again. “Maybe I am, but still this luscious body will be mine one way or another.” A finger trailed down her lips to her chin, until it reached her chest and he managed to unbutton her shirt enough to show cleavage, her ample breast under his heated gaze.

She mumbled helpless; feeling violated under his eyes and every violating touch. “Why? Why are you doing this?”

“Oh it's not me, really. I'm just getting paid to do the dirty work. You however were a bonus. You've captured my attention since the day I saw you at the club. Luckily for me, the fact that you changed your name has worked greatly against you and more to my advantage.” He grabbed her face firmly as he began to forcefully kiss and nibble his way along her jaw line.

“It wasn't a coincidence the day we meet was it?” She muttered bitterly and he smirked but continued his torture on her exposed neck.

“Of course it was; you were just at the wrong place, at the wrong time.”

“You used me all along so you could come after Inuyasha, to distract him for whatever it is you have planned.” She cried and clenched her yaw as he continued his exploration down her neckline.

“You always seize to amaze me.”

“And the money! You stole all that money!”

“Guilty as charged.” He clarified and leaned forward so that his face was buried in the crook of her neck and he breathed in the purity of her intoxicating scent.

“But how did you manage to obtain the information?” Kagome asked and gasped sharply when he gently bit at her pulse teasingly.

Bankotsu took a hold of her covered breast in both his hands. “With the help of Yura, of course, you'd be surprise what that woman is capable of doing in bed. In fact, why do you think she disappeared for a while?”

“—so that no one would ever suspect her.” She finished for him.

He smirked against her skin and pulled away to look at her in the eye. “Precisely.”

“You won't get away with this!” Kagome had never heard of anything so cruel in her life. “Bankotsu, you and Yura are despicable!”

Bankotsu stood up straight and fixed his tie. “That's nothing; who do you think killed Inuyasha's wife?” He winked at her suggestively and Kagome's yaw dropped. It was Banktosu's fault why Inuyasha's wife had died and the same reason why Inuyasha had been so bitter in the past.

She whispered as she watched him walk towards the glass wall to gaze at the city below them. “It's all linked isn't it? But I still don't understand why go through all that trouble?” Bankotsu tucked his hands in his pants.

“Because it's purely entertaining and because my boss ordered it.” He sounded the least unaffected by the horrible things he had committed, by the traps and lies he had harbored to everyone he associated with.

“There are things that tend to happen when a human being is too powerful for their own good. Marketing competition would be one of them. You see, Mr. Takahashi Sesshomaru is an entrepreneur who invests in small people's ideas to obtain more money and eventually costumers. This is just his father's legacy, but I bet you have no idea what that man owns outside of this forsaken company, how much money he has invested and profited from sponsoring so many people.” He felt the need to explain himself and glimpsed every now and then back his shoulders towards Kagome's appalled expression as she connected the pieces together.

“Though I must acknowledge I have yet to do the most important part of my mission.” He confessed.

Kagome gulped. “And what on God's name is that?”

He grinned frighteningly at Kagome. “To kill Takahashi Sesshomaru and his brother, your beloved Inuyasha. Thus the powerful Takahashi name will be no longer.”

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN INUYASHA AND CO. I REPEAT...THEY DO NOT BELONG TO ME WHATSOEVER, ONLY TO THE VERY TALENTED MISS RUMIKO TAKAHASHI.

A/N: I know what most of you are thinking…another cliffhanger. Please don't kill me for ending the chapter at this intense part of the story but you have to understand that it's for the best that I did. Actually I wasn't going to post this last part where Bankotsu explains himself until the following chapter but since many people have been anxiously awaiting the good stuff, I felt it was necessary that I did and that I cleared up many things that many of you have been dying to know.

I also apologize for any grammatical errors you guys might have spotted; it's just that since I write so much it's very hard for me to go back and catch very single little misspelling or very other minor errors that I might have left behind. Believe me; I know how much it blows when you are reading something you might like and all of a sudden you see some stupid mistake in the middle of a sentence LOL. I'm only human and therefore make a lot of mistakes.

Anyway I really do hope that this chapter explained to you many questions that you might have asked yourselves. Also, there are many more questions that have been thrown at me for the last couple of days that I can not answer until you read what will occur in the future chapters. Please be patient my faithful readers, that is all the consoling I can do for now…

THANK YOU all for reviewing; I am so grateful and feel that what I write is no longer for my own entertainment but also for those of you who have stuck with me so far and have been incredibly patient. I owe it to all of you guys…thanks for the support.

—IYlover4ever