InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Impoverished Heir ❯ Bringing on the Heartbreak ( Chapter 21 )

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

Alot has been happening in this one's life, some odd things but mainly very good. This one has found her mate and is adjusting to a new life with her. As for the odd things, one can only hope that we can overcome anything. As always, dedication goes fully to my mate and wife, Inuskye. You have given me new reason for living, new reason for wanting, and the only reason for loving. I love you dearly and I always will.
This one has also passed and earned a GED! boo-yeah.

Dedication in part goes to Inugrrrl for her kickassness, and her friendship! Thank you, chica, for the tales, and the supportive words. We have appreciated them.

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"Impoverished Heir" chapter twenty-one
"Bringing on the Heartbreak"

Kouga lay on his belly and rested his chin in the sand. Ayame was poised on one foot in the surf, her eyes closed in concentration, her hands raised high above her head. Kouga tried not to smile as the rising sun washed her red hair a halo of gold in the growing light. He wasn't a man to notice the simple beauty a woman could have without wanting more than she showed, and his playboy's nature rebelled at the interest in her stance other than her figure. But, Kouga reflected as he licked sand from his lower lip, perhaps he was growing up at last.
'There's no doubt that she's a fox,' the lawyer tycoon's son thought. Ayame was curvy where it was needed, yet not overly so. Her form was lithe and thin, intended for speed than strength. But strength, she had in plenty. Kouga had felt and seen that firsthand. He had fallen into his role as student with as few complaints as he could for Ayame, while a kind and smiling woman, did not tolerate any belligerence from her class.
Kouga smiled as he watched Ayame switch from foot to foot in the surf. Wet sand clung to the right thigh of her gray gi pants. There was no denying his attraction for his erstwhile teacher, but it had to only be because she was the only woman in his company right now. Often his pants would tighten when they were close in stance, and his passion would coil, fettered and bound, in the pit of his stomach. But he knew that outward proposal past their relationship would earn him a fist in his eye as it had in the past. Swallowing his lusts was something Kouga wasn't used to. But if it got him close to his sensei, he would be the gentle student. Kouga had a feeling Ayame was wild when she let go, and he wanted nothing more than to have it unleashed upon him.
'Soon. I just have to get her to trust me,' Kouga resolved. He smiled and wriggled his back. The trace beginnings of an erection pressed under him in the sand but he willed fantasies of sinking into Ayame's throbbing warmth at bay. He had no ideas of entertaining further rejection from her if he were to show her what he wanted now.
~~~~~ He was watching her again. Ayame tried not to smile as she shifted her position. She had taught Ookami Kouga about speed, awareness, and how to tap partial amounts of his natural youki, but sometimes he acted like he knew everything about what he learned. However, there was a vast difference from knowing something and being something. Ayame knew he would have to realize this before the wolf elders let him back into the capitol. The way things were going, it could be awhile, but Ayame did not find herself lamenting her current job. When Kouga's eyes flashed in anger, they fired her. When they shone with realization, they softened her. Ookami Kouga was not at all doubtful about his looks and the way they attracted others to him, and she could not be weak around him. Not when he was her pupil. Ayame bit her lip, keeping her eyes closed. She sensed Kouga wandering away back off the beach and she giggled. He couldn't keep his presence from her if he tried his hardest. But he was an earnest student when he got off his high horse.
'I have to keep things professional between us,' Ayame thought. She couldn't let herself be swayed by large strong hands or confidence enough for three men. And it had been a very long time since her last man, so the deep feelings of want that stirred within her at every word and look of her pupil could not be her salvation.
Ayame swung her foot down to the sand and untensed her leg muscles. She turned to follow Kouga's chi back into the woods near the beach. When she leaped down onto him from a tree branch making him scream like a girl, was she only satisfied. Barely.
"I told you, you must be honed to my presence! Go collect a pail of blackberries," Ayame ordered.
Kouga grimaced and rubbed his back after he clambered to his feet. "So I can learn better hand to eye coordination?"
"No, because I'm hungry," Ayame grinned at the incredulous look the attractive lawyer gave her. Kouga swept his hands into the air and sighed mightily, but marched away to collect a pail from their campsite.
Ayame smiled and sat down to watch.

*****


"It's good to have you back again, Takahashi-san!" One young man fresh out of college smiled and bow low. Takahashi Sesshomaru swept past him and the other secretaries and businessmen who gaped at his arrival. They all looked surprised he was back so soon from his hospitilization, but not one failed to call out or hail him as he walked by. He cut an impressive figure in his immaculate gray suit, his pure white hair tied loosely down the middle of his back.
"Sesshomaru-san!"
"Takahashi-san, it's good to see you up again!"
"If there's anything we can do for you, sir."
Sesshomaru tried not to pinch the bridge of his nose. "No, thank you. Just go back to what you were doing."
'Whatever it was you would be working on if you weren't simpering over me,' his tone indicated. Men and women bowed as one unit and scrambled over each other in their haste to get back to their jobs. Myoga chuckled and flanked Sesshomaru's left side closely. His smile was kind but his eyes were saddened when he had greeted him that morning, Sesshomaru recalled. Everybody's eyes had flown to his left shoulder, and how close his empty suit jacket was pinned at his side. Sesshomaru snorted to himself. The rumor mill was not lethargic in his company.
"They are all glad to see you back again, young master," Myoga began. Sesshomaru grunted and pushed into his office. His one hand separated the double doors as easily as if he had two.
"They are all curious to see this one back again," Sesshomaru corrected. Myoga shifted uncomfortably and cleared his throat.
"That our young master has recovered so quickly would surprise anybody, Sesshomaru-san. That is merely all," Myoga offered. Sesshomaru nodded absently and made to pull his chair out. Myoga leapt to do so for him and Sesshomaru was pleased. Even with one arm, he could command adequately.
"This one is certain of that," Sesshomaru said dryly. Myoga watched him sadly but smiled. His mustache stood straight out from his lips.
"I have already began to contact our allies, young master. It will be a matter of time before Onigumo Naraku is paid back in kind for defying you," Myoga said softly. Sesshomaru leaned his chin on his hand and nodded. Myoga knew he was brooding and while he did not need pain medications, his body was still adjusting after its rapid healing in such a short time that any human could not have hoped to match WITH the proper pain-relievers. He would just need time to get used to his inherent abilities.
"Leave me until our first meeting," Sesshomaru murmured. Myoga bowed stiffly.
"I will be a call away, young master," he said. Sesshomaru half watched him leave and he looked down at his ledger. His new matronly secretary had set a vase of lilies on his desk, no doubt to welcome him back. He thought of Rin's first days working under him, and how she gave him a new flower each day. Suddenly, he ached to hold her with all of his might. Sesshomaru reached for his cell, then set it down on top of his fine oak desk. If he called, there was no doubt Rin would come running merely to comfort him. His pride jutted up, nagging at his polished appearance of strength. Even with the loss of a limb, he was still as powerful as ever. His new strength had not lagged at all and Sesshomaru was confident he could tear Naraku open with one hand. But he had left Rin with a couple of bodyguards; he could not call her away from inherent safety merely to allievate his insecurities. Her adoptive father could only know that he was alive and well, and her as well.
Sesshomaru tapped one long claw along the surface of his desk and sighed. His finger poised over the call button connecting to his secretary when she rang in. Sesshomaru cursed mentally and flexed his hand.
"Yes?" he asked.
"Sesshomaru-san, there are two young businessmen to see you. They say they have an appointment with you at nine o clock?" The elderly secretary inquired over the connection. Sesshomaru flipped open his ledger for the day and his eyes narrowed. Negotiations with Onigumo Inc?
"Send them in," he demurred.
"Right away, sir."
Sesshomaru tapped one long claw on the desk as the double doors opened. A young man and woman with matching platinum hair stood as one unit. One grinned openly; the other did not.
"Takahashi Sesshomaru-san," Hakudoshi said. "We come ahead of our employer to wish you his well wishes in your recovery. Your shoulder isn't hurting you too badly, is it?" Kanna stood expressionless at his side.
Sesshomaru stared the both of them down blandly. This would prove very interesting indeed.

*****

"Stop it, Kagome, I have to get to work!" Inuyasha pleaded. He was dressed in black dress slacks and a red button-down shirt unfastened at the wrists. The shirt was white on the inside and made a nice mix of colors when he rolled the sleeves up on his pale arms. Inuyasha's salt-and-pepper hair was tied back at the base of his neck, and his red backpack was in one hand. He had been in the process of stepping into his dress shoes so he could get to Onikage Offices when Kagome decided to make things interesting.
"No, you don't. It's my day off, why don't you call off and be with me?" Kagome purred. She wore a silk nightie that rode high up on her smooth thighs. The neckline plunged down to the swells of her breasts and Inuyasha couldn't take his eyes off of them. His groin twitched.
"I can't! My pop gave me a good work ethic and I intend to keep it," Inuyasha growled. He made a fist at his side and urged his passions under control. Kagome's soft hands touched his arm. Even through the sleeve, her touch burned him everywhere. He swallowed.
"Please? For me? We're making enough money now, and you know you want to stay here today," she said simply. Inuyasha licked his lower lip and stared at her with golden eyes.
"I have to get going," he answered. Kagome pulled him close and pressed fully against him. She wriggled her hips, liking the feel of hardening flesh pushing against her lower belly. Inuyasha panted.
"No you don't. At least let me make it all better," she crooned. Inuyasha let himself be pulled to the floor and Kagome settled on top. Her smooth bare thighs pressed into the fabric of his slacks as she molded herself against his stiffening erection. Inuyasha sat up under her, his hands cupping her bottom. Kagome smiled and cupped his face in her hands and kissed him deeply. Inuyasha moaned as she sucked on his lower lip.
"Stop... have to go..." he gasped. Kagome hummed in his mouth and worked herself against him with short slow thrusts. Inuyasha's fingers splayed, holding her against him.
"Are you sure?" she asked softly, brushing his bangs back from his eyes. Inuyasha nodded wordlessly, his mouth parted as he stared at her in a trance. Kagome smiled.
"Then have fun at work," she said cheekily. It took a few moments for Inuyasha to register what she meant before she climbed off the warmth in his lap.
"Wait....huh??"
Kagome smoothed out her nightie and walked into the other room, humming. Inuyasha rose to his feet painfully and staggered into his shoes. He fairly limped to the subway station and to work, his mind a red haze of unfulfilled lust.

*****

"Onigumo Naraku-san regrets that he wasn't able to make this meeting, but he has sent Kanna-san and I in his stead," Hakudoshi grinned. The corners of Sesshomaru's eyes narrowed. But otherwise, he did not reveal his thoughts.
"This one is correct to assume Onigumo Inc. wishes to enter peace negotiations," Sesshomaru inquired. Kanna shook her head slowly. The ends of her white hair brushed her shoulders.
"We are sorry, Takahashi-san, but that is not the intent of our employer," Kanna whispered. Hakudoshi smirked.
"Onigumo-san of course extends his personal condolences. But other than that, he has no apologies," the white-haired man informed. Sesshomaru felt rage build inside him glowing hot and red. He kept his face and hand still.
"Interesting," he said mildly. "You may tell your employer that this Sesshomaru has taken that to heart."
Hakudoshi grinned. "Of course we shall, Takahashi-san. Whatever you wish."
Sesshomaru's eyes slanted showing a hint of his anger. "And you may tell Onigumo-san that this Sesshomaru will not forgive his transactions, nor can he try."
Kanna and Hakudoshi exchanged a look and the latter laughed as the former shrugged.
"He will be very pleased to hear that, Takahashi-san. Shall we bear another message for you?" Kanna asked gently. Hakudoshi crossed his arms over his chest and leered.
Sesshomaru shook his head. His pure white bangs hung into his golden eyes. "That shall suffice. You may leave my offices now."
Hakudoshi did not deign to look impressed as Sesshomaru's claws clacked one by one on the desk's surface. Kanna bowed formally and left, tucking her hand in the crook of his elbow. Hakudoshi let himself be led away. The matronly secretary closed the double doors behind them, leaving Sesshomaru to his dark thoughts.

****

Inuyasha grumbled as he typed rapidly. Miroku raised an eyebrow at him across the way, and leaned back in his chair.
"What's gotten you so riled up?" the priest's son wanted to know. Inuyasha growled at him. Miroku held his hands up peacefully.
"Whoa, easy there, buddy. Something happen between you and Kagome-chan?" he asked. Inuyasha sighed and propped his brow against one hand.
"She just won't let up!" he complained. Miroku smiled wryly.
"About an argument?"
"About sex!" Inuyasha bit out. Miroku laughed merrily.
"Yash old buddy, you have to be the only man in Tokyo complaining about getting it too much!" he crowed. Inuyasha slammed his head onto the desk.
"I just want to be in her, instead of here!"
"Why didn't you just call off?" Miroku asked wisely. Inuyasha shook his head.
"You know Pop never called off a day unless it was extremely important! He didn't teach me to call off at a moment's whim," Inuyasha explained.
Miroku smiled. "Well, you know, when it's your woman, you please her no matter what. Sounds like your girl can't get enough of you."
Inuyasha propped his chin on his hand and narrowed his eyes. "You pleasing Sango, huh?"
Miroku looked down, somber now. "I am. We're getting used to being pregnant... but I am pleasing her."
Inuyasha snorted and swung back around to his monitor. "You better love her, man."
"I do, Inuyasha. More than my own life," Miroku said quietly. Inuyasha looked over his shoulder at his best friend and his eyes softened.
"I believe you, I..."
The phone at their area rang and Miroku reached to pick it up.
"Moshi moshi? Oh hey, just a sec, okay?" Miroku covered the receiver with his hand and grinned. "Kagome-chan. You wanna talk or should I?"
"Give me that," Inuyasha snapped. He leaned back in his chair and grabbed the offering from his friend. Inuyasha swung back around, avoiding Miroku's leer and turned his full attention to his girlfriend's voice. "What's up, Kagome?"
"Inuyasha, love of my life, I just want to know how you're doing," Kagome's lilting voice came over the line pleasantly. Inuyasha's sharp ears flexed inside, liking the soothing decibels. He laughed weakly.
"You know how I'm doing. I miss you," Inuyasha said. Kagome chuckled throatily.
"I miss you too. I miss you everywhere," she went on. Inuyasha pulled at the fabric gripping his tightening groin under his desk with his left hand. That felt alittle too good so he retracted his hand quickly. The Takahashi son cleared his throat.
"Oh really? Like where?" Let both play her game. When Kagome laughed and went on, he was sorry he had taken the bait.
"Deep inside my aching pussy, wanting to clamp you close to me..."
"Kagome!" Inuyasha looked around the office space. Young men dashed back and forth carrying folders and papers and Miroku's back was turned. "I'm at work, love!"
"I know. Just work knowing I'm here wanting you, needing you... hmmm...." When Kagome moaned that way, Inuyasha could only imagine what she could be doing. His mind went red. "Come home to me..."
"In a couple of hours," Inuyasha said hoarsely. He felt himself stiffen, straining the fabric of his dress slacks. The Takahashi coughed and shifted his hips in his chair, trying to allieviate the harsh pressure his erection caused.
"Hurry home to me, lover. I need you inside me, stroking me, stretching me deep..."
Inuyasha said goodbye and shakily hung up. "Oh, fuck..."
"What?" Miroku asked curiously. Inuyasha dropped a file down over his lap and hunched over his keyboard.
"Don't get mad if I run out right when we get off," he warned. Hoshi Miroku grinned.
"Go for it, Yash. I wouldn't be surprised if Kagome-chan gets with child to match my Sango," he said pleasantly. Inuyasha flipped him off, making his friend laugh, but he wasn't angry about the suggestion at all. Inuyasha found the notion to be very... much wanted.
Inuyasha ran quickly out of Onikage Offices when the clock struck eight and passed men and women with speed from the gods. As he zipped past the crowds, Inuyasha could only thank his father for passing on what must have been genetic abilities. His older brother had pure white hair now...
"Good evening, Inuyasha-san!" the little girl living down the hallway waved as Inuyasha sped by. He grinned despite himself and stopped, his ponytail whipping over his shoulder. She could always spot him even when he tapped his newfound speed. And as thus, she deserved recognition for seeing him when others could not.
"Good evening, Noriko-chan!" Inuyasha stooped down to look into her round face. "How did you see me this time?"
"I always see you, Inuyasha-san!" Noriko blushed. She giggled as Inuyasha ruffled her hair. "Will you say hello to Kagome-san for me?"
Inuyasha grinned. "You bet I will, kid. Well, goodbye!"
Noriko pointed at his groin as he turned away. "Are you okay, Inuyasha-san?"
Inuyasha groaned and shielded himself with his backpack and unlocked the front door. "I will be! See you later, kid."
Noriko scampered off as Inuyasha closed the front door. He stepped out of his shoes at the entryway, and dropped his backpack. "Where are you, Kagome?" he growled. Kagome came out of the bedroom, still gloriously underdressed.
"Hi, honey. Did you need anything?" she asked innocently. Inuyasha stalked across the room and stuck his face in hers.
"Stop...playing...with...me!" he hissed. Kagome touched the side of his face.
"Did you like my phone call earlier?" she asked. Inuyasha growled and bared his teeth. Kagome waited a breaths length away, for his kiss. His hands strayed to her waist and barely touched her.
"Woman, you try my patience!" he exclaimed. Kagome stood on her tiptoes and caught his mouth in a searing kiss. Inuyasha's hands scraped against her thighs and buttocks, lifting her impatiently against his rigid arousal. Kagome clutched his neck and shoulders and moaned. She clung to his waist with her thighs and pushed him down onto the floor. Inuyasha laughed in pain as he hit the ground hard but stopped when Kagome straddled his waist. She tore his shirt open button by button, biting her lip as Inuyasha stared up, passion in his eyes. Kagome nipped his neck and shoulders as her hands worked busily at his belt and tugged his zipper low.
"No underwear?" she smiled, finding his flushed tip easily. Inuyasha moaned raggedly as she tugged him out to her gaze, his pants falling open around his hips.
"I find it blocks off easy access," he leered. Kagome knelt up and eased herself onto his tip and Inuyasha found it hard to breathe. She was so wet already... "Damn, woman!"
"You thought I couldn't wait either?" she panted. Inuyasha held her hips carefully as she eased down. Her slippery cunt clamped down onto him easily and he leaned his head back on the tatami mats and moaned loudly.
It was a short ride but their mutual explosion wore them ragged. Kagome leaned down on Inuyasha's chest and gasped highly. Inuyasha cradled her and kissed her brow.
"Was that better?" she asked softly. Inuyasha smiled, his teeth gleaming.
"I should be asking you that, my Kagome," he said fondly. Kagome looked up his chest and smiled as his partially golden eyes gleamed with love at her. Inuyasha helped her move up to meet his lips and they kissed gently.
Kagome looked over her boyfriend's shoulder and laughed, feeling Tetsusaiga's energy wax and wane with their passions. "I swear that heirloom sword of yours is a pervert," she laughed. Inuyasha snuffed and knelt up, pulling Kagome's legs around his waist. Kagome gasped suddenly at the position. Inuyasha climbed to his feet, holding her joined onto him.
"Then let's take this where it can't see," he smiled. Kagome cradled his face in her hands and kissed him deeply. Inuyasha stumbled back to the bedroom and laid her out across their bed. Kagome widened her legs and held Inuyasha between them. The Takahashi son moved between her thighs slowly until he was hard and Kagome was ready. The rest of the evening was stretched bliss.

*****

Sesshomaru unlocked his front door and was met at once by the bodyguards he had employed.
"Takahashi-san."
"Takahashi-san." The two tall slim men clipped at attention and Sesshomaru regarded them with a rueful expression.
"How was she today?" he asked melliflously. One of the slim men, a half chinese-half japanese, stepped aside and let his employer into the entryway.
"Miss Akiyama walked in the garden, and wrote alittle bit today, but she has anxiously awaited your arrival home, Takahashi-san," Yau Shang reported. His partner, a full Japanese, smiled slightly even though his position was rigid at attention. Sesshomaru rather liked his stances. They put you at ease but they spoke of unfathomable liquid strength if you put your guard down.
"She is a remarkable woman, Takahashi-san. No one will come near her while we're around," Tamori Keni'ichi added. Sesshomaru stepped out of his fine leather shoes and up into his apartment, giving his girlfriend's bodyguards a look over what was left of his left shoulder.
"That is fine. Gentlemen, this one is certain we can handle things this evening," Sesshomaru said. That was his way of dismissing them from their duties. Yau Shang bowed sharply at the waist, while Tamori Keni'ichi smiled languidly. They left together. Once the door was closed, Sesshomaru unfastened the buttons to his gray suit jacket and went in search of Rin.
He found his girlfriend in the kitchen, her back to him as she mixed something in a bowl. Sesshomaru's eyes roamed up and down the backs of her smooth white legs, half bare from her light skirt. Her dainty feet were encased in house slippers and her hair was tied back in a loose braid. Sesshomaru cleared his throat then walked up behind her. Rin jumped then relaxed at the familiar feel of her lover's sole arm slung around her waist.
"Sessh!" she exclaimed. Sesshomaru smiled and held her close, tucking his face down against her slim shoulder.
"Rin. Are you well?" he asked. Rin laughed and leaned back, tuckin one arm up around his neck. Her fingers played with his ponytail, loosening his white hair to fall down against his back.
"Just fine, Sessh! Yau-san and Tamori-san are kind and they didn't intrude upon my privacy."
Sesshomaru's eyes flashed red a moment, thinking of the ramifications of that statement then let it slide. He hired men who wouldn't usurp his position after all and the two were an honest pair as far as he could tell.
"This one is pleased. What are you making there, my love?" Sesshomaru asked.
"Hmm just something for dinner. What are you doing?" Rin blushed as Sesshomaru pressed closer against her. She felt him nudge against her and rub up and down as he stiffened and she sighed, clutching him back against her.
"I missed you, my Rin. Did you miss me?" he murmured. Rin flushed and nodded. She lifted one leg and balanced back, holding onto the countertop with her free hand. Sesshomaru panted against her and tugged at her skirt, unzipping and letting it pool at her feet. Rin's white cotton panties went with them and Sesshomaru tugged at his belt with one hand. Rin turned, and looked down at his waist, then up into his eyes. Sesshomaru's golden eyes widened just slightly as she worked him loose. Once they were joined, Sesshomaru smiled and nibbled her neck. Rin was wrapped up just right in his one arm, clutching him deep inside. When she gasped highly and clutched him between her thighs, Sesshomaru let himself go.
Rin moaned and fisted Sesshomaru's shirt with her small hands. Sesshomaru leaned heavily against her and leaned his hand down on the countertop next to her hip.
"I missed you. I always miss you my Sessh," Rin crooned. Sesshomaru held her close.
"I love you," he breathed. Rin smiled agains his right shoulder.
"I know," she said.

*****

Kouga peered through the bushes. Ayame was walking through the wood's trail, barefoot, her hair unbound. Kouga grinned, noticing how her gi pants pulled at her taut thigh muscles with each movement. His groin ached at the thought of them wrapped around him but lately he couldn't help but notice her smile or the way her eyes flashed with joy or exasperation. Usually at something he did. Kouga tensed his legs, ready to leap out and surprise her when his teacher stopped and tilted her head.
"You can come out, Kouga, I know you're out there," she called. Kouga cursed mentally then stood up.
"When am I ever going to take YOU by surprise??" he exclaimed. Ayame laughed and walked to meet him.
"What are you doing, Kouga? You know I always walk by myself this time of day," she asked. Kouga coughed and made a show of bringing one hand out from behind his back. Ayame's eyes widened at the clumsy fistful of hand-picked forest flowers.
"Well, I thought you'd like them," the lawyer said grandly. Okay, so maybe this was a cliche effort. But what else could he do? He couldn't exactly buy her a necklace or anything out in the japanese countryside! "They're not much but..."
"No, I love them!" Ayame blurted out, and captured the bouquet. Kouga relaxed noticeably and Ayame cradled the bruised flowers gingerly in her small hands. "Although, you know that these right here are poisonous?"
Kouga sighed and sat down hard on his haunches. "You know everything, don't you, sensei?"
"Well, no, I don't know everything," Ayame answered. She knelt down at the Ookami's side. "I don't know why you try so hard to be tough or why you think you should be the strongest."
Kouga flushed and regarded her with a solemn glare. "I didn't know that you needed to get inside my head to make me tap my youki, Ayame-san."
Ayame regarded her pupil with a small smile and brushed her fist against his shoulder. "No need to glare at me that way. I could easily punish you for that, you know."
Kouga sat up straight, flashing her the ghost of his usual leer. "But you won't, will you,sensei?"
Ayame looked away, blushing slightly. "You know I won't."
Kouga grinned, showing off long white teeth. "Because I've been a model student for you?"
'Because I'm falling in love with you.' Ayame dared not voice that thought aloud. She slowly nodded in agreement, putting the lawyer's son at ease.
"Yes, that's it, Kouga-san. Well, since you interrupted my personal thoughts, I have a task for you tonight."
Kouga groaned but stood at attention. "What do you want, teach?" he asked, apparently good-naturedly. Ayame smiled.
"Cook dinner for me."

End for now
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It's still a long journey for this one but I don't have to walk alone any longer. My mate is with me and shows me in every way that she loves, wants and desires me, and that we are embarking on our new life together and well at that. I love, admire, respect, and cherish my fiancee, my future wife. I love you, Skye. I always will.

Most sincerely yours, penpaninu 8/26/06