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A/N: I wouldn’t need this little disclaimer if my sister would stop being a little b*tch and loan me the money but yo know what she says? I need it for college and my wedding. Watever I don’t like her fiancé anyway, he’s an asshole. I mean wat’s a couple hundred thousand to get me started right? Considering all that I’ve done for her she owes me this much, I mean I’m all for pretty dresses(even though I’d choose a pair of jeans any day) but the bridesmaid dresses she picked out are nothing but ruffles and poof, makes me gag. Anywayz on with the story! R&R!!!!!!!


Chapter Three
Welcome Home!

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‘No. There is no way. This isn’t real. This has to be wrong, there is no way she can live here. She can’t live here.’ thought Sesshomaru as he just stared at the penthouse suite with almost fearful eyes. The place was huge, with lots of windows and open spaces. Most of the rooms flowed into one another, creating a space that wasn’t very confined and favored openness, much like the owner.

The foyer was covered in a light tan and very plush carpet that felt like you were walking on air. The carpet continued through most of the apartment, save the bedrooms, kitchen, and bathrooms. He walked into the living room where a 67" plasma flat screen was mounted in the middle of the far wall with two thin speakers on either side of it. Below it was a sleek light oak entertainment center that contained the digital cable box, DVD/VHS player , and stereo. There was a black leather couch along with two recliners and a couple love seats that were placed in a random, yet structured order in the room.

There was a glass coffee table in the center where a beautiful copper vase displayed lilies of all colors and varieties. Paintings adorned the light creme colored walls, along with some wall lights that illuminated the room in a warm light. There was a fireplace in the corner that had a copper gate and was surrounded by authentic bricks. Overall, the room gave off a cozy, yet sophisticated air that gave the impression that the owner like earth tones.

‘Why can’t I live here? I mean I know that it’s a little too extravagant for someone like me and I probably couldn’t afford it, but I didn’t choose it. Someone that decided to take my life in their hands did, but I’m not going to object because my real home is miles away from here and I don’t have my own car.’ thought Kagome a little testily as she crossed her arms over her chest in a child like pout.
Sesshomaru rolled his eyes, which he seemed to be doing a lot lately, and said,”That is not the reason. The reason is one that presents a bigger problem.”

‘And those problems are?’ she asked impatiently while rolling her own eyes.

Sesshomaru had half the mind to just throw her out right now but refrained. ‘This,’ he motioned to the apartment,’is my apartment. I own this entire complex and quite a few other in Japan, and some in other countries, mainly in Europe, Asia, and North America. But I do have some Brazil.’

Kagome didn’t even have the time to think of a response because the only thing her mind told her to do was gape. And she stood there in that same spot, mouth open eyes wide, for a good five minutes before Sesshomaru interrupted her.

“Is it that hard to believe?” he asked, amusement hinting in his voice. Kagome just nodded dumbly, still shocked at what she had heard. This was his apartment, but they had specifically told her otherwise. Either someone had a bad memory or intentionally forgot to mention that this apartment was already occupied.

‘But it can’t be. I have the keys and everything, even the information!’ she thought frantically, searching her pockets for proof. Sesshomaru wondered who was behind this, because it was no coincidence. She gave a triumphant squeal as she pulled the keys out from her pocket, dangling it in front of his face with a smile on her face.

He just stared at her before he stepped from in front of her and walked away to the kitchen. Kagome was puzzled, so she followed. The kitchen was just a s pretty as the living room. It had white tile floors and light tan counters with black granite counter tops. The appliances were mad of stainless steel and gave the kitchen a sleek appearance.

He didn’t stop there and kept going through another archway that lead into a hallway. They went down this hall way and stopped at a door. Sesshomaru cast a fleeting glance at her before opening the doors. Inside was a paradise.

A circular kind sized bed sat in the middle of a semicircle of floor length windows. The comforter on the bed was a pristine white with gold and silver trimming. The walls were painted an off white, or a very light beige, and had various paintings adorning them. White curtains with gold and silver trim hung on the windows.

The carpet was a soft creme color that seemed to look white one moment, but then darken to creme the next. On the right wall were two doors, one slightly ajar o reveal a huge walk in closet. The other was tightly shut, so Kagome didn’t know what lay behind it.

On the left side of the room was half a wall of white oak book cases filled to the brim with books of all kinds, it reminded Kagome of a personal little library. There were also some white leather chairs and one of the cool clear chairs that looked like an eggshell. The whole room screamed Sesshomaru.
Sesshomaru noticed that Kagome was staring and smirked. ‘I guess I do have good taste, not that I doubted myself before.’ he thought smugly.

‘Just because I was staring doesn’t mean you have good taste. All this white is kind of bright and hurts your eyes after a while. You should consider redecorating.’

‘That’s not what you were thinking a few moments ago.’

Kagome blushed as she was caught. In truth, this was the most beautiful bedroom she had seen, figuring that the only bedroom she had seen was the hospital room she was allowed to stay in after she woke up.

She looked away from him, to ashamed to meet his beautiful amber gaze. Sesshomaru took this time to actually take in her features since he was in such close range with her. Her captivating blue pools were still the same complete with a thick fringe of long black lashes and perfectly arched eyebrows, much like his own. Her raven locks now tickled the backs of her thighs and she had grown a couple inches taller. She had definitely filled out and was now a full fledged woman and looked the part, putting some of the older women, who had been through surgery, he had met to shame.

She had lost mostly all traces of fat making her look leaner and more muscular, yet still keeping a perfect sexy and feminine image. He would not and could not deny that the girl was sexy and beautiful because to do so would be insane and stupid. The black and white camouflage hip hugger capris she wore did just that and hung low on her curvaceous hips that swayed when she walked.

The black strapless shirt she wore that had; All This And Still Single; on it in white letters outlined in silver glitter was extremely tight and high enough that it revealed her well toned flat stomach. This coupled with the low riding pants gave him a nice view of her stomach and part of her lower abdomen. The pants were just low enough to make any man hard, but high enough to still leave something for the imagination.

The shirt exposed her slender neck, which was sporting a silver choker, and gently sloping shoulders that lead to well muscled, yet feminine, arms. Her hair was down and swayed as she shifted from foot to foot. The silver bangles she wore clinked as she twiddled her thumbs.

She wore a thin sheen of light pink lip gloss and some black eyeliner, along with some silvery pink eye shadow and pink blush. The little bit of makeup she wore only enhanced her already exotic and beautiful features. Of course, all of this was noticed by his subconscious, not Sesshomaru. To fully admit that a human was beautiful or sexy would be the day that hell would freeze over and the world would end.

Kagome fidgeted under his intense gaze, nervous and curious as to why he was looking at her so seriously. She couldn’t remember the last time(A/N: no pun intended) she was scrutinized so intensely. It kind of scared her.

‘Um is there a reason you’ re looking at me like that because it’s starting to creep me out.’

Sesshomaru was brought out of his reverie by her question and scowled, angry that he was even having reveries about her. First of all, she was a ningen, second, she was a human ningen, third she was a miko. He had sworn off all feelings he might have had for her when she didn’t come back .And most important, even though he hated to say it or think it, he worked for her and having a relationship with a client was strictly forbidden.

“This Sesshomaru does not need to explain himself to you,” he said,” Now if you would nice enough to move out of the door way to my room so I can have my privacy.”

‘If you don’t remember, this is my apartment too, so I can go wherever I want!’

In an instant, he was towering over her once more while giving her a death glare. “This is my apartment so you will abide by my rules. Whoever gave you this apartment was obviously mistaken. And furthermore, my memory is perfect,” he hissed as he stepped back and closed the door in her face, leaving her in the empty hallway.

Kagome was livid. He was working for her, he was her personal assistant. She should not be taking orders from her employee. She wanted to give him a piece of her mind, so she decided to see if the little telepathic communication system worked if they couldn’t see each other.

‘Open the door Sesshomaru.’ Silence. ‘Open the door!’ She rattled the door handle, trying to get him to open up. Seshomaru had just laid down on his bed when he heard her demand. He thought if he ignored her long enough she would go away, bu that theory was quickly being disproved by each bang on his door.

‘No.’

Kagome was surprised at the sudden and harsh answer, but it didn’t sway her. ‘Open this door right now! This is my apartment just as much as it is yours!’

‘I don’t see you paying the bills.’

‘You know, it’ really rude to keep me out here like this.’

‘Your point?’

‘You can’t stay in there forever, you know.’

‘Watch me.’

‘Being this negative and rude has to be unhealthy.’

‘Says you.’
‘You’re starting to hurt my feelings.’

‘Get a band-aid.’

Kagome was growing tired of his little one liners. She was going to get him to open this door, whether he wanted to or not. ‘If you don’t open this door right now, I’ll call the union!’

‘Who’s stopping you?’

‘God! You’re impossible!’ She slid down the door and sat down, her head in her hands. Tears welled up and slid down her cheeks, dampening her face, hands, and collar bone. She hugged her knees to her chest in defeat. The first time she makes contact with someone from outside the hospital and they hate her.

Sesshomaru had just pulled off his shirt when the spicy scent of her anger and annoyance suddenly turned into the salty scent of sadness. He heaved a sigh and opened the door. He stuck his head out and looked down to find her sitting against the wall, crying into her hands.

‘Go away. Just go back into your little designer room of solitude and leave me alone. I think you’ve done enough already, besides I’m sure you’re eager to be rid of me anyway so don’t worry. I’m calling my mother tomorrow and I’ll be out of your hair, just as soon as I remember her phone number.’

He looked down at her with something akin to pity shining in his amber eyes. A feeling in the pit of his stomach rose up, clutching his mind, creeping into it and firmly rooting itself there. He felt almost bad for making her cry, and he needed her to stop. He couldn’t stand to see women cry and did his best to avoid them, even though he usually made them cry in the first place.

‘There will be no need. You will be staying here, not at your mother’s. A 22 year old should not be living with her mother and brother and grandfather, it’s unbecoming.’

‘Like you care, the only reason you’re even here is because of a contract so just leave me and let me go. I promise, I won’t bother you after this, hell, I probably won’t even see you.’

‘Why are you so upset, anyway?’

‘If you wold really like to know, you’re the first person I’ve come in contact with outside of my friends at the hospital and you treat me like trash. I mean I didn’t want this either, I think I can do better by myself, but Miroku insisted, so I agreed. But I’m trying to be a good person about it, and you’re just being an ass!’

Sesshomaru hadn’t taken the time to think about it from her point of view, but maybe that had to do with the fact, that he didn’t care enough to do so. ‘Oh.’

‘Yeah ‘oh’. I mean do you know how scary and hard it is to wake up in a world that you don’t know anything about? I can’t remember anything about my past, about my family, my friends. I don’t even remember how I got in the coma. Then all of a sudden I wake up, and everything is different. I have to find out bits and pieces of my past from the people at the hospital. I had to go through rigorous physical training on top of dance training so that I could have a job. I don’t know anybody in the outside world and you’re the first person I met. How do you think I felt when you gave me the cold shoulder and treated me like an enemy? Do you know how it feels not to be able to talk? It sucks. It feels like your trapped in a soundproof room and the world is going about its business all around you. You want to be heard, but the words won’t come, your helpless, and you can’t do a damn thing about it.’ she thought as she turned away from him.

Sesshomaru stared at the young woman in front of him, knowing exactly how she felt. She walked away from him, but didn’t get too far before he called to her. “You may want to come in my room with me. There are things I’d like to discuss with you,” he said holding out his hand. Kagome stared at him for a moment before taking it. Once again, the world around her faded into swirling grays and blacks.

A figure swirled into view, this time in color. It was the same figure she had seen last time, only this time, every aspect of his physical character could be seen in detail. The silver of his hair stood out in the gray along with the stark white haori and hakama he wore. His cold amber eyes seemed to be fixed on something, looking at it with longing.

She turned around and saw a meadow, and in the middle of the meadow, a well. The figure looked a lot like Sesshomaru, except for the strange clothes and markings he had, plus the fluffy thing that hung over his shoulder. He was walking to the well and when he got there, he knelt down beside it with his head bowed.

Kagome was interested in why he was doing this and walked toward him. When she was within touching distance, she stopped to see what he would do next. His head suddenly shot up and he seemed to be looking straight at her, his amber eyes burning into her own. She quickly averted his gaze and looked at the ground. But he didn’t seem to see her and looked back at the well, his mouth open.

“Come back.” The words echoed throughout the small meadow and inside Kagome’s head, sounding far off and unreal. He didn’t move from that spot, but reached out as if to grab her. Kagome did the same but before she could reach him, the world faded away, leaving her in the hallway once more.

Sesshomaru stared in curiosity as she just seemed to zone out, still clutching his hand. Her grip would tighten and loosen periodically and he wondered why. Just when he was about to shake her, she gasped and threw his hand away, as if disgusted by it. She slowly backed away from him, inching to the kitchen.

Kagome wanted to be away from him, far away. This was the second time this had happened when she had touched him, and she didn’t like it. She looked in the cabinets for a glass then went to the refrigerator and got herself some water. She drank it down and set the glass in the sink.

Sesshomaru watched her, wanting to know what was wrong. She had gone from being angry, to sad, then from trance like to afraid. “Kagome.”

She whirled around at her name, eyes darting in every direction.’What? What do you want?’

‘Are you okay? You seem a bit nervous.’

‘No, I’m fine just kind of blanked out there for a second, nothing to worry about!’

‘Very well, come with me.’

‘Um I think it’d just be best if I went to my own room for now. Maybe we can talk later.’

‘No. You will come with me and that’s final.’ And so, the two walked to Sesshomaru’s rooms in complete silence, both of them thinking about different things. They walked inside and Sesshomaru shut the door behind them. He motioned toward the bed as he sat down on its edge. Kagome blushed and despite her current suspicions of him, sat down beside him.

He noticed that she sat a good distance from him, but brushed it aside, thinking of more important things. “How did you guess it?” he asked out of nowhere.

Kagome looked at him and for the first time since he had come out of his room, noticed his state of undress. She blushed prettily and tried to look away, but found that she couldn’t. He had to have been sculpted by some kind of god to look this perfect. He had broad shoulders and well muscled arms that looked like they had taken a long time to get. Not like the ones most people had today that were so big it was gross and looked fake.

His chest was flat and also well muscled, as were his abs, which looked like they had been chiseled out of marble and covered with a velvety sheet that fit very snugly. His skin was like the color of alabaster, much like her own, and seemed to glow in the sunset, giving him the appearance of a god.

Sesshomaru noticed her staring and smirked. “Do you like what you see?” he asked teasingly as he laid back onto the soft comforter. Kagome watched as his muscles rippled with every move, and her blush darkened, leaving her looking like a tomato.

‘Um... no?’ she thought as she timidly looked into his eyes. He looked back with intensity burning within the gold depths, along with amusement. “So you say you find me unattractive?” he asked smoothly, stretching languidly in almost a feline-like manner.

Kagome managed to tear her eyes away from him, her breathing slightly speeding up. ‘It’s not that, I mean you’re gorgeous, I mean you’re alright... I don’t know... don’t ask me such personal questions! I don’t like you like that, I guess maybe, no definitely not.. If I knew you better then maybe but not now.’

A rumbling baritone thunder filled the room and reverberated in Kagome’s ears tickling them ans making her shiver with joy. She looked at Sesshomaru who was laughing, at her, and smiling. She froze, he looked even more beautiful than a god when he smiled. She instantly smiled back..

Sesshomaru peered over at Kagome to find her smiling too. He quickly tried to suppress his smile down to a smirk, angry at himself for showing emotion to this girl. “May I ask why you are so happy?” he asked as hi stoic mask fell back into place.

Kagome’s smile didn’t falter, in fact, it just got bigger. ‘You look beautiful when you smile. You should do it more often.’

“Men aren’t beautiful,” he said in a deadpan voice, all traces of happiness gone from his face.

‘Fine, you look sexy when you smile, happy?’

Sesshomaru smirked,”So you do like what you see?” he asked seductively, inching closer to her. Kagome noticed this and scooted further away from him.

‘N-n-no, I’m just stating the obvious.’ she thought defiantly.

Sesshomaru chuckled again, making Kagome shiver with joy. “It’s that obvious? It’s not every day someone tells me I’m sexy, and surely not everybody thinks that I am, maybe it’s just you,” he purred as he got even closer.

‘What girl in their right mind would call you anything less?!’

“A few have, but it was out of rage.”

Kagome was silent as she turned away from him, biting her bottom lip nervously. She jumped when a pair steel like arms encircled her waist and lifted her up and back, so that she was resting against a hard, soft, warm, and breathing surface?

Hot breath caressed her ear and neck, tickling her senses, making her feel light headed. “Are you afraid of me, Kagome?” he asked huskily as he began to rub circles around her belly button. Kagome shivered under his actions, wanting to melt right there on the spot.

‘Why would you think that? I just met you and you haven’t really given me a reason to be afraid of you.’

“Oh I don’t know, maybe it’s the way you throw my hand back whenever you touch it. Or maybe it’s the way you shy away from me whenever I get near you,” he whispered as he bean to stroke her side, getting dangerously close to her breast.

‘That’s not fear. It something else.’

“Oh, is it now? Well we have all the time in the world, why don’t you enlighten me?”

‘I can’t.’

“Why not? Don’t you trust me?” he asked as he circled her left breast, running his fingertips over the erect peak that was poking through her shirt. She shuddered with delight as he caressed her, making her feel things she hadn’t felt in her entire lifetime.

‘Well, not exactly, I mean, I don’t know you.’ Kagome’s mind was a red haze of pleasure as Sesshomaru slipped his hand up her shirt and cupped her breast through her black lace bra, making Kagome jump, but his other arm held her firmly around her waist. She was tuck in a pleasureful position that she wasn’t sure she wanted to get out of.

“Well, how can we change that?” he said as he nipped her ear, following up with a long sensuous lick along the rim of her ear. His breathing tickled the base of her ear before moving down to her neck. He found her pulse and began to kiss it before sucking on it hungrily. Kagome found that she was paralyzed with pleasure and fear. She didn’t want to move form where she was, but she was afraid what would happen if she stayed.

He placed hot open mouthed kissed along her jaw line, neck, and collar bone, taking Kagome to new heights that she was eager to explore. The hand that wasn’t occupied with her chest slipped beneath the hem of her pants and played over the lacy black thong she wore underneath. His fingers pulled the fabric up and slipped inside, running through the nest of soft black curls that guarded her most prized possession.

He explored further, cupping her, earning a groan from the angel that was on top of him. He let his expert fingers part her lips while his thumb found her pearl and started to flick it in a steady rhythm. He plunged his middle finger into her hot depths, making her buck into his hand. He smirked against her neck as he set a slow and steady pace.

Kagome’s mind exploded with warning bells and she instantly snapped back to reality where she was on top of a man that she barely knew with one of his hands in her pants and the other up her shirt.

‘Sesshomaru. Please, you have to stop before we go too far.’

“Why should we? You’re obviously enjoying this as much as I am, so why ruin the moment?” he asked huskily as he got faster, inserting another finger.

‘We have to stop!’ With that, Kagome jerked away from him, tears in her eyes. She ran from the room leaving a dazed Sesshomaru behind. He just shrugged and licked his fingers clean of her sweet nectar, savoring the taste against his tongue.

She ran down the hall and opened every door until she found a room that looked like it was designed specifically for her. She jumped onto the bed and buried her face into the pillow, letting her tears soak them, before falling into a restless, dreamless sleep.

While she was in her room crying, Sesshomaru was in his trying not to destroy the place by transforming. He thought that he had control. He thought that he wouldn’t give in to the temptation, that he was over these feelings but here he was on the verge of going on a rampage. It seemed that every time he came in contact with the girl, something always went wrong. It reminded him of many nights, may years ago where he would find himself in similar situations.