Unspoken Words

Chapter 1

I turned my back on him and left the hotel room, slamming the door behind me. Some vacation this is turning out to be, I thought to myself as I got into the elevator. I walked to the front of the hotel and waited for Kouga.

"Gome, over here." I heard Kouga's voice coming from my left. I turned towards where I heard him and saw him sitting in the driver's seat of a black Expedition. I walked over to his car and climbed into the passenger seat.

"Are you ok?" He asked me as soon as I got settled.

"I'm fine." I lied. I was anything but fine.

"No you're not." He said. "Do you know what it really means when you say you're fine?"

I knew, but I decided to play dumb, hoping to try and change the subject.

"No, enlighten me." I said, flirtatiously.

"Fucked up, insecure, neurotic, and emotional."

I pouted. "Does that even sound like me?"

"Don't try to pull that shit with me Gome, I know you so much better than that. Now, what's wrong?"

I sat back, wringing my hands in my lap and biting my lip. Kouga started driving, waiting for me to speak.

Hesitating slightly, I opened my mouth and said, "Sesshou's here."

Those two words were enough to cause Kouga to almost crash the car. The tires of the SUV screeched as he slammed on the breaks. A startled gasp left my lips and I braced myself by putting my hands on the dashboard. Angry horns from other drivers sounded all around us, outside the car. Neither one of us noticed.

"Keep driving Kouga." I whispered. He shook his head, no doubt to clear it, and continued driving.

We pulled up to a restaurant a few tense minutes later, but neither he nor I moved to get out of the car. For a minute, nobody spoke.

"So," Kouga finally said, "He's here?" I nodded. "How'd you find that out?"

"He showed up at my room…"

He was quiet for a while after that. Then he asked, "Do you know where he is now?"

I sighed. "When I left him, he was on my couch. Nothing happened." I added quickly at Kouga's alarmed and slightly betrayed look. "He demanded I let him in because he said we needed to talk and he wouldn't leave. So he walked in and I walked out…"

"Are you going to talk to him?" Kouga asked, looking out if the windshield.

I clenched my fists together in my lap and gritted my teeth. "We have nothing to talk about."

Kouga hesitated for a moment before leaning towards me and kissing my temple, squeezing both of my hands in one of his.

"You have a lot to talk about Kagome. You know that just as well as I do." I shook my head and opened my mouth to protest but he continued. "You can stay and eat dinner with me like we'd planned but after that I'm taking you back to your room. I'm almost positive that he'll still be there. Talk to him. I'll still be here afterwards, whatever you decide."

I threw my arms around his neck as best I could in the cramped space and kissed his cheek.

"Thank you Kouga. God truly blessed me when he sent you to me."

After dinner, Kouga dropped me off back at my hotel and kissed me on my cheek. Throughout the whole dinner, he had refused to kiss my lips. He kissed my forehead, my cheek, my temple, hell, even the back of my hand, but never my lips.

"I just don't want to make things any harder. You know, in case you decide to forgive him." He'd said when I'd asked him why.

"Doubtful." I'd replied.

He kissed my forehead with a chuckle and said, "Just in case."

I rolled my eyes, thanked him, and got out of the car. This was going to be a very… interesting conversation.

I headed up to my room slowly, wringing my hands as I went. I was nervous as hell. This would be the first time in two years tat I would get to speak to Sesshou. My stomach was doing flips and my heart was singing. I was excited for the same reason. However I was, most of all, pissed off that I guy who I claimed to be over, a guy I claimed meant nothing to me, could make me feel like this.

The pain in my heart, which hadn't lessened at all in the past two years, was slowly receding the closer I got to my room. While the fact itself was a blessing and a relief to my sorely damaged heart, the reason behind it sickened me.

When I finally got to my room, I went to dig through my purse for my room key and groaned when I remembered that I'd dropped my purse inside the room. Cringing inwardly at when I now had to do, I lifted my hand and knocked. I stood there, wringing my hands, waiting for Sessh to answer the door, thinking.

I could still run… I mussed silently. I could be halfway to the next floor down and he'd never know I was here… No… I silently scolded myself. Kagome Higurashi is not a coward. I can face him… better late than never.

An eternity later, Sess opened the door and stood to the side to let me in. I felt a little better when I saw the nervousness in his eyes. I walked inside with my chin tilted upwards and headed straight for the bedroom; I could hear Sesshou right behind me. When I got to the door of the room, I paused, my hand resting lightly on the doorframe.

"Let me change." I said to him in a weak voice, refusing to face him. "Then we'll talk. I promise." I needed to be as comfortable as I could make myself in order to go through with this conversation.

"Alright." I heard him say. "I'm gonna go change too. I've been sitting on that couch for so long in these jeans I'm not sure if the imprint will ever fully come out…"

I laughed a little in spite of myself and I knew in my heart that that's what he wanted. "Do what you do." I told him, heaving my suitcase onto the bed. I heard footsteps, closely followed by the opening and closing of a door and sighed, shedding my clothes until I stood in the room completely naked.

Pulling out the red sports bra and black shorts I wore to sleep, I walked over to the full length mirror in the room, placing myself directly in front of it wondering, again, why Sesshou had left me. I knew it wasn't my looks or anything like that. For one, Sess wasn't that shallow. For another, not to be conceded or anything, he'd have to be crazy to think I wasn't a gold dollar in a pile of nickels and dimes. I sighed, pulling my makeshift pajamas on, and grabbed my black slippers and stuffed red and white dog dubbed Rojo from my suitcase just as the door opened again.

"It's not polite to just walk in like that. I could've been changing still."

Sessh snorted, stopping right in front of the bedroom door. "It's not like I haven't seen you naked before."

I whipped around to face him, pissed off. "You were my man then. You're nothing to me now."

He dug into the pocket of the sweats he wore and pulled out a picture. "I beg to differ."

I gasped and had to struggle not to launch myself at the bastard. Composing my face into a mask of indifference, I asked, "You went through my purse?"

"Not exactly… it was sitting right on top and-"

"That gives you no right to go through my shit. I don't even let Kouga go through my purse and I've known him for longer than I've known you!"

"With things like this in there, I'm not surprised."

I curled my free hand into a fist and tightened my hold on Rojo's leg. "Get the fuck out, Sesshoumaru."

"No. we need to talk. You know it." with that, Sesshou went and positioned himself right in front of the door so I couldn't leave. I walked over to him, pulled back my right hand, my free hand, curled it into a fist and punched him in the jaw as hard as I could.

"You wanna talk? Start off with why the hell you left me." I hissed, turning on my heel and walking into the living room, making myself comfortable on the couch, Rojo on my lap.

A/N: What an electric way to start off a new story ne? Tell me what you think… Did I give enough insight on Sesshou's business or should I go back and add some more…? Was this convincing? Review my lovelies!!

Review replies from Unkempt Promises:

Princess Kag:Thank you very much. They're my pride and joy, these stories, and I'm very glad you like them.

Hemiyami: Thank you, good work is my specialty. Glad you like it, enjoy Unspoken Words!

Kattana: Ah my favorite reviewer. Glad to have you back my friend. And yeah, they were all hoping that he, like most other celebrity males, had slept with so many women that he'd forget who was who. Unfortunately for them, Sess is nothing like that in this fic. Lol, yeah that's definitely some Jerry Springer type shit. And Kag's yelling… guaranteed. ;p

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!Bella!