My ever so apparently intriguing author's notes: Hello there my fans. I just had small musing on Kaname in therapy. I don't know. It happened. It's a oneshot I wanted to put out there for no apparent reason. This woman could be whoever. Maybe he married Sarah, maybe it's Yuki with Zero or perhaps the hooded woman. I don't quite know. The pain of being cheated on.
"Yes, but... how does that make you feel?" The therapist questioned and the males eyes darkened in irritation at such a question that should be very obvious.
"My wife... is having sex with the coach that I am PAYING for, just how do you think it makes me FEEL." The man asked with irritation.
"How can you be sure that she's doing something like that?" She asked awaiting any sort of confirmation, but rather than saying anything the man reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out an envelope and tossed it onto the table between them. She reached forward and picked it up, opening the envelope and there was a moment of silence as she analyzed the man's wife bent over a table in the garden with the tennis coach behind her taking liberties only her husband should be allowed. "Are you perhaps having trouble sexually?"
"Not at all. My assets work perfectly well. She's the one that's fornicating with some man instead of her own husband."
"I see. I understand how painful it must be, but Well our time is just about up, I suggest for your next session your wife joins in and we can then better discuss how to work through your troubles. I have to know both your reasons if I'm expected to fix this marriage."
"I will do my best to bring in my dear, sweet wife." He stated, voice laced with sarcasm as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a check to toss it onto the table. "Goodbye."
With that he gathered his long dark coat over his arm and walked out quickly. He had no time for this kind of irritation he was much too busy. That damn woman. Daring to cheat on him with some stupid man. It was petty and childish, but he wanted revenge on his wife for cheating on him. Damnit, if she would cheat then why the hell shouldn't he do the same damned thing? That would teach her... he got into his car and started it up, eyes glinting in a faint red.
Jealousy, rage, betrayal that was just to name a few of the things he was feeling right now. Not to mention what they did, they did in HIS house in HIS bed. He gripped the steering wheel a little tighter and gritted his teeth together hard. He would have his revenge on that bitch. With that thought in mind he turned off down the road. He'd see how she liked it when he cheated on her. He'd always been a good boy and never betray her, but really this was the last straw. Instead of going home, he turned the car around and left town.
Because he deserved better than that cheating woman.
~Fin~