One shot
Pairing: SessKag
Warning: Heart breaking scenes
Inuyasha's crumpled red shirt peaked out from under Kagome's favorite jeans, from the bottom corner of her suitcase as if whispering for her to remember everything they've done. She tenderly pried it from her jeans and smoothed it out on the bed, and carefully folded it as if it would mend all the broken things that hung between them. Thoughtlessly she pulled out her silent phone from her back pocket, her fingers automatically finding Inuyasha in her contacts. Her fingers stalled in the open message box, all of their old messages haunting her. Her phone slipped from her fingers as tears swelled in her eyes, and the phone landed on top of his shirt silently.
Kagome didn't cry out as she threw her heavy suitcase off the bed, her underwear falling out as it sailed into the light blue wall. The mirror shook from the impact and the decorative butterflies swing their wings. She left the mess there, a broken pile of all the things she wore with him. Her pink tooth brush gleaming from her grey shirt, a week ago it sat next to his green tooth brush in his apartment, the toothpaste tub carelessly thrown on the sink counter. Kagome kicked her suitcase, her bare foot protesting in pain but it was a welcome relief from the sickening hole in her chest.
Kagome turned away from the mess she created and padded down the hallway, down the new steps and past her Grandmamma on her American's dad's side in the kitchen.
"Kagome, honey!" Grandmamma called out after her but Kagome just stooped down to shove her feet into sandals that weren't even hers.
"I'm going for a walk!" Kagome shouted through her closed throat and ran out the door before her grandmamma was able to turn the corner with her bad hip. She followed the flow of people, her mind not paying attention to the street names—she probably should considering this was her first time visiting her grandmamma's summer villa. She turned through winding sidewalks, the colorful titles the only things she paid attention to, or at least she tried to pay attention to, but all she could think about was then.
Everything was fine, she had just gotten off the phone with her best friend and older sister—Kikyo. They were organizing a party because Kagome graduated grad school last month and had landed her dream job—she would be a prenatal doctor at a health clinic, once summer ended because one of their doctors was moving to Florida. The flowers were blooming that day, bright bursts of pink and yellow on their—his small balcony.
He came in, his face flushed and his beautiful silver ears twitching downwards, the first sign that something affected him. He wrapped his warm hands over her hips, used to the gruff way he'd grab her. It was one of the small things she learned to love in him, the way his eyes would shift and he'd gruffly admit something. He pressed his nose into her neck, making her laugh, but he didn't smile.
"Is everything okay love?" She asked, twisting to face him and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. She just had to barely tilt her head upwards to look him straight in his pale gold eyes. She thought at that time he was looking her in the eye, but now she realized that he was looking at the bridge of her nose.
"Yeah, I'm just a bit tired." Inuyasha answered and then stepped away from her, his hands leaving her waist.
"Okay. Go wash up, I made something different tonight to mark today." She was bursting with happiness, leaning back and forth on her tip toes.
"What's today?" He asked, already turning away.
"It's our eighth month together, silly." She laughed and turned back into the kitchen, the pasta steaming lightly from the pan.
He ate silently that night, but she was still content, knowing that he would tell her what was bothering him soon, he always did at some point or another. He drank three cups of wine. His gaze wouldn't meet hers.
She heard him speaking lowly in the bathroom, but she didn't stop to hear who he was arguing with, but bundled onto the bed. She had set candles out, the soft scent of lavender mixing into the air. She waited a bit impatiently, moving her sheer lace lingerie to lay more comfortably against her skin.
He stopped at the doorway, his silver ears drooping at the sight of her. He had dark bags under his pale gold eyes, and he didn't smile at her the way he used to. Her smile slipped slowly, she didn't notice how he clenched his phone tightly in his hand. He met her eyes, his gaze haunted.
"What's . . . wrong?" She asked softly, trying to be comforting. She slid off the bed and strolled over him, but he wouldn't let her touch him, his muscles twitched away from her fingertips. Her fingernails were painted pink to match the lingerie.
"Kagome. . . this is hard to say." He closed his eyes, the candle's light causing shadows to dance across his face. "I think we should take a break." It took a few seconds for the words to sink in, and she stared at him as if he spouted a second head.
"What?!" Her voice rose up an occult and she stepped up to him, her fingers clenching as she was waiting for him to change his words.
"We need a break." He whispered and he looked away from her ashamed, his triangular ears shifting as well.
"Why?" Kagome asked, confusion playing in her blue eyes. She stepped away from him, her absurd pink nails biting deeply into her tender flesh. "Is there someone else? Do I not support you enough? Listen to you?!" She took a deep breath and then looked back at his ashamed face, tears bundling in her eyes.
"Kagome. . .it's not what it was in the beginning. . . and I didn't realize it until I met—" Inuyasha started, his tone becoming defensive.
"You're cheating on me?" Kagome whispered softly, horror echoing in her tone.
"No, yes. Ugh!" Inuyasha threw his hands in the air. "It was nothing at first, but she understands me—"
"Like I don't?" Kagome stepped back before she hit him.
"You do, but it's not the same. Her gaze alone opened something inside of me that you haven't in a month, and I couldn't stop thinking about her." Inuyahsa was avoiding her eyes again.
"I don't. . . I don't arouse you anymore? That's what it's about?" Kagome covered her laced covered body, all the work she put in to keep him happy. She did everything he wanted, she dressed up, shaved, and even had intercourse when she just wanted to be held. She gave him everything she had.
"Kind of. You've been so consumed in your classes, we were feeling distant—"
"It was finals! I just graduated!" Kagome's voice strained and she found herself walking towards him, poking him hard with each word.
"Enough!" Inuyahsa grabbed her hands, twisting them until they turned pink and ached a bit. Kagome ripped her hands out of his grip, anger making her shoulders tremble. "She showed me what we were missing."
"So she's why you've been gone all the time, not working over hours?" Inuyasha nodded, glaring at her. "Did you guys. . .?" Kagome couldn't finish the sentence, but he knew what she was asking.
"It didn't start out that way. I'm sorry," Kagome turned away from him, her fury mixing with her pain so deeply that she wanted to scream or sob. He grabbed her elbow, and suddenly she hated how gruff he was, she hated the feel of his hand on her skin.
"Kagome, I still love you. But please, I just want a small break to figure everything out. I need to figure out what I feel about you." Inuyasha pleaded, the anger still there mixed with sadness.
"You say you love me . . . but you cheated on me instead of talking to me!" Kagome pounded on his chest, tears falling from her eyes.
"I'm telling you now! I don't want to lose you, so please just give me a chance to figure this out." Inuyasha cupped her face but she shook herself out of his hold completely.
"I'm leaving. I can't stay here." He didn't stop her, he didn't even stay to watch her pack up. She was mad, furious and wanted to destroy all of his things, wanted to rip up all of the pictures of them tacked to on the wall, and most of all she wanted to destroy the silly eighty dollar lingerie that bit into her skin. But when she came across his red shirt, the one he wore on the day they met on campus, she held it to her chest and his scent caused pain. That didn't stop her from stuffing it in her suitcase, hidden behind everything else.
He was still gone when she called her sister to pick her up. The neighbors watched her sob on the front porch from their curtains, but didn't come out. She stayed with Kikyo, and soon her whole family knew that Inuyahsa cheated on her and had the gull to ask for a break. Grandmamma convinced Kagome that since it would still be two more months until she got her job, to come and stay the summer at her new villa.
Kagome snapped out of the memory when four kids rushed past her on their bikes, their careless laughter filling the air. She didn't have the energy to call out a 'hey!' for almost being knocked over, and just continued walking.
She followed the yellow brick path into a park with an abundance of trees and children. In the middle of the park was a large lake, ducks and geese everywhere that people threw bird feed at them. A beautiful arched bridge had people fishing off of it, little kids on their tip toes to see their fishing line. The sight filled her with happiness tinged with her broken heart. She couldn't bring herself to look on all the happy families for long, so she followed one of the many forest paths.
The trees offered a much welcome shade and drowned out the sound of laughter, and instead replaced it with the sound of chirping birds that filled her with peace. She ventured deeper and deeper into the forest, her sadness moving to her subconscious as she watched squirrels chase after each other, they even passed before her ridicules sandals. Well Kikyo's ridicules strappy sandals.
Soon the path branched off into two paths, and she took the one that was more over grown despite her ill-suited footwear. She muttered under her breath when branches snagged on her short sleeved shirt, or when spider webs made her into a fighting master in seconds. But all of the discomfort paid off when the path broke open to a stream with a dirt in slide that she was able to climb down. She peeled off her sister's strappy sandals, her toes dipping into the sparkling cold water. Tinny fish swam up to her toes, nibbling at them softly. But the content moment didn't last long, for the time allowed her tears to spill from her blue eyes.
"Hey! You're messing up my shot!" A cold voice came out of nowhere, making her jump and her tears dry a bit. It took her a few minutes to pinpoint the baritone voice, but the man was there on the other side of the bank. A beautiful dog daiyokai with sliver white hair that fanned out like the most poised candid shot, was laying on his stomach with a professional camera aimed at the fish nibbling at her toes. He must have been talking about her moving them?
"S-sorry, I didn't—" Kagome's voice dwindled a moment when the man's cold sun like golden eyes met hers. They were so much brighter than Inuyasha's, there was so many different hues that she could glean from the way the light hit his well-defined face. "I didn't see you there." She finished lamely.
"Hold still, there's a bigger fish coming." He moved closer, his white shirt getting wet as he did so. His silver white hair came out from behind his pointed ear, hiding the magenta markings on his face. The strand dipped into the water lightly and floated. Sure enough a bigger fish slid through the water, its red and white scales gleaming. She couldn't hear the snapping of the camera but it must have happened because the man started to stand up.
The dog diayokai didn't say anything but wrapped up his camera. He didn't seemed bothered by the way his white shirt stuck to him, or that it was see through and that she could see his muscles. She quickly looked away from it, instead focusing on his face.
"Don't I get to see it?" Kagome asked, feeling like the man would leave without saying a word to her.
"No." The dog diayokai stated, his voice clipped and cold.
"Why not? It's my foot you took a picture of." Kagome pulled her sandals one, tying them hastily before standing up. Dirt clung to her thighs, and she quickly wiped it away.
"I took a picture of the fish and your foot just happened to be there." The man put his camera into a black bag, and she couldn't help but question if he was a professional photographer.
"But my foot is still there." Kagome insisted, crossing her arms as if to emphasize her point. The dog demon ignored her as he crossed the shallow stream, and walked right past her!
"Hey!" She started after him. "I'm Kagome Higurashi." she had to remind herself that it wasn't like home and that she didn't need to put her last name first. The dog demon didn't say anything to her but continued walking forward, ducking under all of the spider webs that she was able to avoid destroying earlier.
"This is where you tell me your name." Kagome whispered, able to pass under some because she was so much smaller than him.
"Sesshomaru Taisho." He stated with a sigh, an annoyed look passing over his unfairly beautiful face.
"It's nice to meet you! Are you professional photographer?" Kagome spouted off the question, undeterred from the look, because hey! He took a picture of her feet, she deserved to know something.
". . . "
". . . Are you a local?" Kagome tried to break the awkward silence, but her question didn't pry an answer from him. They were coming up to the end of the path, back into the large park full of happy children.
"Well I'm not," She babbled. "And I am kind of lost, so can I borrow your phone to call my sister? Please?" She tugged on the edge of his white shirt, as if he wasn't a total stranger, and she pulled back quickly hoping she didn't stretch out the wet material.
"Why would I let you do that?" He looked like he was about to brush her away and picked up his pace a bit.
"Because you took a picture of my feet, and because it's the nice thing to do." Kagome jogged a bit to catch up with him and then stopped in front of him, forcing him to stop or topple over her slight frame.
"How do you know I have a phone?" Sesshomaru countered, his silver eyebrow arching high and brought her attention to the blue crescent moon on his forehead.
"I. . . well you have an expensive camera, so you must have a phone." Kagome winced at her bad come back, but lifted her chin. He rolled his eyes, his mouth twitching.
"Fine. Take a minute and a minute only." He slipped an elegant iphone seven out of his pocket, one of those heavy duty waterproof cases protecting its grey build.
"Thank you!" Kagome beamed at him and called her sister . . . only she didn't answer. "Can I try again?" She asked, but was already pressing the numbers in again. This occurred a number of times, Sesshomaru's face slowly becoming colder, if not more annoyed.
"She's not picking up. . ." Kagome slowly gave him back his phone after the fifth time, and worried her lip. He took his phone from her and moved passed her, and moved out of the tree line. She watched him walk away, worry pooling in her stomach. She tried to remember where she went, how far she had gone, if she took a left or a right. . . She aimlessly walked to the entrance of the park and stalled there a few minutes, turning back and forth on her feet before going on the left side of the road.
Kagome was only walking for about five minutes when an almost silent motorcycle moved to a crawling pace beside her, making her jump and become scared.
"Tell me where you live." Sesshomaru's baritone voice came from the scary body.
"I don't think. . . "Kagome started to stammer.
"Get on before I change my mind." His tone became cutting, but his hands were gentle when he handed her a helmet, which after a second of hesitation she put on and settled against his broad back. She tentatively gripped the side of him, the muscles she touched bound up like rope. Did this guy work out every day?!
After she told him where she lived he geared up the motorcycle, causing her to slam into his muscled back. She lost her fear of the man and wrapped her arms around him like she would die if she let go, and considering how fast he drove it was a serious possibility.
Her fear did not abait, but rather they arrived at her grandmamma's house before she became white haired from fright. She slipped off the motorcycle, after reluctantly letting go of his waist. She barely gave him the helmet before he drove off, leaving her to scream:
"Thank you!" At his retreating form.
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A/n: My first Sesskag oneshot! Woohoo! I hope you guys liked it