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Just friends

Chapter 7 We are just friends!

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,,Auuuuu!"

The piercing voice was heard instantly making all people in a fifty mile radius thank Kami for not being too near to her.

Unluckily though, one or at least two people were lucky enough. That both had quite outstanding hearing was something the shriek remedied quickly.

Totousai sighed. First the two swords by their late father Inutaisho, then the little Inuyasha brat mistreating Tessaiga, Sesshoumaru not caring about Tenseiga, getting Toukyjin, and now this.

A miko , screaming like hell, probably purifying him into ashes if she had better control of her powers, and then Ice Lord himself in the next room telling him to do the freaking tattoo, no matter what.

Of course Mr. I'm an Ice Sculpture knew of the habits of the girl. Why else refuse to be in the same room?

Totousai sighed and continued trying in vain to ignore the girls yells.

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`If she would just shut up!' Sesshoumaru kept repeating in his mind.

`Exceptionally , I agree with you.' Someone answered.

`You again. Great, now she is shouting and you are annoying me as well. Where's my sanity?'

` Her name is Sanity, and although I hate her when she locks me up I must say she's very cute. Now anyway, I'm gone, this is worse than the Inquisition.'

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,,Are you going to stay silent like this for the rest of the ride?" Sesshoumaru asked her off handedly.

Kagome just sent him an angry look, and turned her attention back to passing cars. `It won't hurt', what kind of idiot had she been to believe him?!

IT HAD STUNG LIKE HELL!!!

And to top it all MR. IT WILL NOT HURT didn't even flinch. What kind of person does not even flinch at that?! Superman?!

Glancing at him out of the corner of her eyes, she had to admit he looked bett… AHH shut up Kagome, the man just put you though hell because he simply refuses a hand-shake! He does not get into the same race as Superman!!!

Looking at the review mirror she couldn't help but at least admit that it did, somehow, in a strange way, look nice.

The tiger itself was pretty small, and Sesshoumaru had chosen the type but it was beautiful. It looked like a tiger going after his prey, his white fur glistening in the light of the moon, red eyes darting through the dark, a magenta crescent moon on his forehead symbolizing the nobleness of it's kind.

The tattoo was great. Looking over at him again, she admired how the tattoo she had chosen looked on him. Black panther, set to attack, blue eyes signaling it's anger, the same crescent moon etched on it's forehead, only now in ghostly blue.

It looked good on him, she was just wondering what his business associates would say.

,,So we have peace?" Sesshoumaru asked her smirking.

,,NO WAY!" Kagome yelled at him, turning away again.

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Now just where was Sesshoumaru?

Striding over to his employers desk casually, the tall violet eyed man, could clearly see that the secretary was missing as well.

`So having a tete-a-tete with the secretary are you Sesshoumaru? And I figured you weren't the type.' The man laughed to himself a smirk plastered on his face.

,,Kagome! " He heard a ladies sweet voice, instantly leaving the office, not able to step one step further though as he saw her.

A goddess, truly, high -heeled black sandals, green skirt with pink flowers embroided on it , showing him just the endless legs on which she walked, the slim waist, round hips, full breasts, in just a black top, contrasting creamy skin. And her hair, simple, a ponytail, her enticing lips, sweet chocolate eyes.

,,You're not Kagome." Sango responded without thinking something she found was now very difficult seeing this man. Tall, lean, athletic body, the casual grey business suit , purple shirt underneath, one button undone, his short black hair, and of course most drawing amethysts.

,,Indeed I am not." The man responded casually, his voice like liquid silk.

,,I … better go then." Sango continued wanting nothing more than to simply leave before… before what? She was a karate champion, what the hell could she fear?

Feeling his hand close on her elbow, feeling the sparks of electricity and fire spread through her body she knew she feared …. Him.

,,There is no need for you to leave. I'm Miroku Hirazawa, by the way. I'm working here, I'm Mr.Tayoukai's front accountant." He introduced himself with a charming smile.

,,I'm Sango Oshite. You mean Sesshoumaru's accountant?"

She asked him suspiciously, he didn't look much like an accountant.

,,Sesshoumaru?" Miroku asked her fully alert. He knew no one who would call him that , well besides guys, which in his opinion sounded like he was gay. The idea was dismissed as he realized he was one of these guys.

,,Yes?" A cold voice interrupted them both, making them jump, and turn around instantly.

,,Sango!" Kagome squealed running towards her friend hugging her eyeing the man at Sesshoumaru's door strangely.

,,Hello Kagome, Sesshoumaru. I hope you're ok now Kag. I brought the clothes you wanted, they're in my car."

Sango whispered to her, hoping she would be over heard, but Sesshoumaru heard her clearly enough.

Pushing the question aside, he turned to Miroku.

,,I see you got back." He stated coldly, walking into his office, motioning them all inside.

,,I met Sango." Miroku started almost angrily, making Sesshoumaru look back at him, when he offered all of them seats, which all besides Kagome gladly took.

,,So have I. " Sesshoumaru stated. ,,Miroku, my assistant Kagome." He continued when Kagome set down a cup of coffee in front of Miroku, who to his amazement only gave her a questioning glance, not a lecherous grin.

,,Nice to meet you." Kagome told him, giving a similar cup to Sango.

,,Same here." Miroku now answered grinning, realizing Sesshoumaru had absolutely nothing with Sango, not that he cared anyway. ,,Might I know what that lovely tattoo is, and why Sesshoumaru has one as well?"

,,Tattoo where?" Sango asked jumping up, leaning over Miroku to get a better look at Kagome, then hastily retreating, when she felt a hand near her rear.

,,Hentai!" She shrieked, slapping him, and then turning to Sesshoumaru and Kagome.

,,SOooo what's with the tattoo, a signal you're together?" She asked playfully.

,,We're just friends!" Kagome answered hastily, setting the usual cup of tea in front of Sesshoumaru.

,,Very good ones if you know what he drinks, and which type of tea , lady Kagome." Miroku continued with Sango's tone.

,,She tells …"

Sesshoumaru started but a phone call interrupted him.

,,Tayoukai." Kagome answered. ,,Now to get this straight, you still don't have the report, but you're calling ? No I will not understand, I authorized the report, as will my boss, now do it!" She snapped into the phone, looking up into the shocked faces of the others.

,,The files?" Sesshoumaru simply questioned, taking her nod as affirmative.

,,Kagome how about we get those clothes?" Sango asked getting up, taking Kagome's hand, her red face a sure sign of anger.

,,I'll come with you, but first will you two ladies do me the honor of answering a question? Will you bare my child?" Too bad Miroku hadn't noticed Sesshoumaru take his tea into his hands.

Both of them looked at the seemingly innocent face in pure shock, before they each kicked him into Sesshoumaru's desk.

,,I had to ask." He simply muttered, clearly listening Sesshoumaru's warning growl, signaling he would never dare that again.

His furniture was not to play with.