Title: The Man Who Stole My Heart
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha.
Rating: K+
Summary: A professional criminal Sesshoumaru in making a habit out of robbing Kagome's house. What happens when he gets caught in the act? S/K
Note: Ok so I got this idea while in English class when I was trying to think of some of the jobs Sesshoumaru hasn't had. I must admit I was also influenced by The Pink Panther concept too. nn Enjoy.
Chapter One: What a Lovely Safe You Have
Sesshoumaru quietly close the door to his car, pausing to yawn and stretch. He thought that girl would never leave. Walking up to the house he knocked on the door pretending that he was an expected guest. Receiving no reply he quickly walked to the side of the house that was covered by more trees. Glancing around once Sesshoumaru knocked in the side window, slipping effortlessly into the empty room. Taking one more look outside to make sure he was still ok Sesshoumaru surveyed the room. There would be many good things to steal here, but he only had time for one.
Sesshoumaru quickly slipped up stair scanning the halls and corners for cameras or motion detectors. He had to admit he was mildly surprised, for all the goods in the house the impotent girl had hardly any security. One by one he opened the doors to the upper bedrooms. The dusty books and dim lighting met his intrusion into the library. There behind painting of a small child being kissed on the cheek was what he wanted. Moving the painting out of the way he grinned at the safe. Bingo.
Placing a stethoscope from his bag against the safe he quickly set on the task of cracking the code. It took him almost seconds before the door to the safe swung open. A small black bag was the only occupant Sesshoumaru was interested in. Opening it he held the tiny bag upside down allowing a small round jewel to land in his hand. Pay-dirt baby.
The sound of a car door slamming caused Sesshoumaru to jump. 'Ah crap.' Placing the bag back into the safe he placed the jewel in his own bag before quietly closing the safe. Replacing the painting Sesshoumaru slipped to the door listening as the sounds of a grumbling girl stomped up the stairs and into a room farther down the hall. Slipping out of the library he quietly closed the door behind him heading for the stairs. The girl growled in frustration and moved back towards the hall Sesshoumaru froze and quickly jumped into the bathroom placing himself behind the shower curtain. He hated it when this happened.
The girl stepped into the bathroom and finally finished clasping the bracelet she had been fighting for the last 3 minutes. Running a quick brush through her hair she stepped back out into the hall and down the stairs. Sesshoumaru released a small breathe he had been holding and followed behind her. The girl paused to pick up a plastic bag by the front door and turned to head into the kitchen. Sesshoumaru moved from his spot on the stairs and walked back out the window to his car. It was utterly amazing who unobservant the girl was. She had seen his car parked four houses down, nor wondered at its appearance at the only house on the block for sale. Ad completely missed the broken window and him on the stairs. Utterly amazing.
Sliding into t he drivers seat Sesshoumaru breathe a sigh of relief. Pulling out the jewel for its spot in his bag her held it up to the light. Who's the best thief in all the land? He was.
There's chapter one for ya. 50 Points to whoever can guess why he ends up back at her house. Please review!
Aslan