Stalker-ish
"Ms. Higurashi, why is one of the items on your to-do list 'Murder Sesshomaru'?"
Kagome's eyes widened at the sight of her phone in her boss's hand. It was her fault really; she had left it on his desk knowing full well that he had this annoying habit of prying into her personal life. She leapt for her phone but he held it high above her reach. "Boundaries Sesshomaru! You can't just go through my phone; that is not appropriate."
It took all his strength not to laugh at the sight of her jumping into the air as she tried to swipe her phone from his grasp. "You call your boss by his first name, is that appropriate?"
"That is different. I only do it to annoy you because you do things like this to annoy me all the time. Now give me back my phone." She grabbed his arm and tried to pull it down but there was no point because he was much stronger than she was.
"Ask for next Monday off" he read off her to-do list. He looked away from the phone and at his irritated assistant, "We both know that won't happen." He shifted his eyes back to the phone and continued reading out-loud.
"Fine," Kagome stopped jumping. She walked over to his desk and picked up his phone.
"You are my assistant, you already have my schedule. I thought you were intelligent. But if you really wanted to go through my phone, you would need my finger print to unlock it."
Kagome glared at him, doing her best to feign anger, "Why are you even looking through my schedule?"
"So I know the most inappropriate times at which you summon you."
"Summon? I am not your servant."
"Servant, assistant. It's the same thing." He said as he continued to look through her phone, "Hm, call logs. Let's see how many of my calls you have refused to answer."
"No!" Kagome lunged for the phone, but it was too late. He had seen the one thing she had refused to talk to anyone about, even Sango. "Give me back my phone." She said slowly, her anger was not genuine.
The situation was no longer funny.
Sesshomaru handed her the phone, "Kagome, that is unacceptable."
"Boundaries." She snapped before storming out of his office. He stared at the door, his fists clenching in anger. Eighteen calls to her boyfriend in the past four days and not a single response. He knew his half-brother was an idiot, but he never knew he could be so heartless. To see her so hurt, so defensive, and so angry was almost more than Sesshomaru could bear, but he had to sit and be silent because, as she said, boundaries. It was her personal life and his place was in the office.
