Regret
Chapter 1
AN: Hey everyone! I know, I know, I definitely should not be posting another story but Brokenis kind of in a snag right now. Ahh, good old writer's block, ne? This is gonna be my very first Sess/Kag fanfiction so I hope it turns out okay. Maybe doing this one will clear up some of my writer's block on my other two stories! '
"Why won't you look me in the eye!?" Her voice held a slightly desperate tone to it as she stared at the man sitting across from her imploringly, with tears beginning to rim her large, sapphire-blue eyes. He had been acting strange towards her for the last few months now; colder, more distant. Then, suddenly, out of the blue he had asked her out to dinner, giving her some hope. However, at said dinner, he had thus far completely ignored her, not even looking in her general direction the entire night.
His eyes calmly traveled to her flushed face, taking in the erratic heaving of her chest, her red cheeks, and those eyes. Those eyes that had so long ago become his weakness. Those eyes that could get him to do just about anything; the ones that often shone with glee, happiness, and a certain naïveté that could very often become frustrating. Now, though, they were dull, clouded with an acute despair that did not, in his opinion, become the owner of said eyes. He could barely stand to look in them now, knowing that he was the one to put those emotions there.
He shook himself quickly out of him musings and forced himself to turn his cold, amber orbs towards the hurt, glistening-blue pools across from him. 'After all,' he reminded himself, 'she deserves every bit of this.'
With that thought, his fury returned and his eyes narrowed minutely. 'That's right. I am not the one at fault, she is.'
"Higurashi-san," she noticeably flinched at the unfamiliar title, "I have determined that this relationship will no longer continue to exist. I would appreciate it if you acted mature about this and not burden me any further with your presence."
Her eyes seemed to dull further at this.
His posture continued to stay neutral, and his face stoic, as her tears finally pooled out of her eyes and over her rosy cheeks.
His lips curled into a small-but-there sneer, as he looked down his nose at the pathetic sight in front of him.
She brought her hands together in front of her face, clasping them over her nose and mouth, in an attempt to not further make a scene by sobbing her heart out and screaming for an explanation. People around them, at the expensive restaurant, stared and whispered about the well-known businessman and his silently sobbing companion.
The young woman seemed to go into a daze of some sort at this point, staring ahead at the man in front her, yet not really seeing him, as tears continued down her face, over her hands, and onto the table in a steady stream.
With a soft snort, he turned his head away and signaled for the check. It came; he paid quickly and stood from his seat turning to leave.
"Why?"
The inevitable question finally came and all noise in the vicinity stopped. Everyone seemed to freeze as they waited for the man's response with baited breath.
The man turned sideways and glanced at the now-standing woman a few feet from him. His eyes traveled, slowly, from her feet to her eyes once again, and he sneered a bit more noticeably.
There was a noticeable bite to his voice as he spoke that, once again, caused her to flinch. "I do not wish to associate myself with your type."
Her eyes widened.
"My…type?" Her voice was small, fragile. They had discussed this before, but he had always assured her that her social standing meant nothing to him and it never would. So…why now?
"Indeed." That sneer returned again. "I have already been informed about your little… tryst with Onigumo-san." Her eyes widened with horror at this statement.
'Well that sure as hell answers any doubt.'
"Ah, so does that answer your question then Higurashi-san?" The honorific was said with sarcasm. "Good. I'll be taking my leave now. All of your belongings have already been moved to a storage building, here is the key, so don't bother coming on my property anymore or I will be forced to have you arrested for trespassing." With that, Sesshoumaru tossed a small silver key at her feet, turned on his heel and strode out the door, not staying a moment longer to see her reaction or hear what she had to say.
The woman's hands began shaking erratically once he walked out the entrance of the restaurant. People stared as her shaking arms came up to encircle herself as she continued staring absently and wide-eyed towards where the man had been standing mere moments before.
The once vivid blue eyes of the woman had turned a dull gray, and were now devoid of tears. Her body started shaking harder and she slumped to her knees on the hardwood floor. A member of the restaurant staff came out and attempted to shake her out of her trance and escort her out. However, as soon as he touched her arm, the woman slumped backwards.
The stress of this night, accompanied by a flood of memories that she had tried to forget, had been too hard on the young woman and she lost the fight to stay conscious, falling back into the protective arms of a young waiter.
AN: OKAY! There is chapter one! I know it's really short but it is basically just an intro to the story. This was thrown together really quickly so if there are any problems you guys see so far, please tell me. I want to improve as a writer so constructive criticism is very much appreciated. So, in other words…PLEASE REVIEW!