Breaking the Silence

The ride back to his apartment was nothing short of exhausting. What should have been a quick 15 minute drive home turned into a 45 minute one due to horrible traffic and the tension in the car just made it worse. Every so often Kagome would turn her head from her lap to peek at Sesshomaru but he just sat there in silence, not sparing her a single glance. He was angry, she knew, and she expected as much. Who wouldn't be angry? She had kept this from him for seven months. SEVEN. If he hadn't been needed back to do his job on base he may have missed the birth of his child that he knew nothing of. What would he have done then, if he were coming home to a newborn? Kagome sighed and rubbed her round stomach, stroking in long, steady circles over and over again to calm the baby. Finally, seeing what she was doing, Sesshomaru spared her a glance from the corner of his eye. He watched her as she was lost in thought, her face scrunching up at her thoughts and her brow furrowing in concentration.

What had he came home to? Sesshomaru began to wrack his brain, trying to remember any detail that she may have slipped into a phone call, a letter, a post card, that he could have missed. He had noticed that her pictures were slowly moving North and leaving out more and more of her body, but he had figured that it was just because she wanted him to remember her face and every single last detail about it that he missed so much while he was away. Those big blue orbs, full soft lips, beautifully shaped brows, smooth, clear complexion. This was supposed to be HIS day. He had planned so much already for what he was to do, what he was to say. The moment he saw her everything changed. How could he not have known? Why hadn't his family informed him of what was happening? Why hadn't HER family informed him? ...Why hadn't she? He shook his head imperceptibly and turned away from her, his eyes narrowing on the road ahead of them. If this damn traffic didn't let up soon he was going to lose his temper. He needed to get home and he needed to get home NOW. He needed answers, and he was going to get them.

When he heard music begin to play from the speakers he turned his head fully to Kagome this time, wondering why she had done that. He raised an eyebrow at her in question when she looked at him.

"What?"

"...what. is this?"

"Its Taylor Swift, duh." Kagome giggled a bit in her seat before bobbing her head to the music, glad to be lifting the tension a bit between the two of them. Sesshomaru shook his head again, this time intending for her to notice, and breathed a sigh of relief as they finally got through the traffic jam and began to make the final leg of the drive to his home.

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After they had gotten inside and Sesshomaru had brought in all of his bags he went down the hall and turned into his bedroom to place them on his bed. Startled, he took a step back. What. Had. Happened?

"Kagome!" he turned his head and gave her a crude stare as she tiptoed in and glanced at him through her eyelashes.

"Yes, Sesshomaru?"

"What is this?"

"A bed?" Kagome knew this probably wasn't the best time to be acting like a smartass but, damnit she was tired of being the victim in all of this! If he didn't want her there than so be it! She would leave! She knew that this baby was a blessing and if everyone else didn't see it that way then they could, to be frank, just go fuck themselves!

Sesshomaru sighed heavily and pinched the bridge of his nose to try to alleviate the migraine he knew was setting in already.

"Yes, I realize that this is, in fact, a bed. I meant what is this mess? Where did all these things come from?"

Kagome turned and surveyed the room, letting her eyes sweep from the closet, to the bed, to the door leading to the master bathroom on the end. Everything was dark wood and all the material was in shades of charcoal, navy, and silver. It was tastefully done, with a hint of magenta here and there to represent his families youkai markings. She didn't see anything wrong with it, really. She had made the bed to the best of her abilities, which wasn't nearly as nice as how he made it before he left. But other than that she didn't see much wrong... He probably didn't like her zebra print blanket that was lying at the foot of the bed, though. She frowned as she looked around at other things she had placed. There was a laundry basket in a corner, full to the brim with clothes she needed to clean that day; a mirror and brush sitting on top of his dresser, as well as her camera; a picture of herself and Mushi hanging on the wall above the bed; her diary and notepad, along with a pen, resting on his night table; several pairs of her shoes (that no longer fit, might she add) were lined up at the bottom of his closet to one side, her clothes jammed inbetween his wherever she could find room. She winced a little at the site of the closet. Ok, that was bad. She probably should have shut that before she left. She plastered a quick smile on her face and looked up to Sesshomaru to explain.

"Yeah... about that. Sesshomaru, you may want to sit down."

He looked at her with anger in his eyes. Still with the secrets? Slowly and meaningfully he strode over to the bed, his very pose demanding respect, before gracefully lowering himself down onto his soft mattress. This isn't how he pictured their first time together on his bed. His plans were to come home and make love to her, like he couldn't while he was gone. He had wanted to make her feel everything that he couldn't say in words, everything he couldn't show. He had wanted. In every way he had just wanted. But now this. He couldn't do anything. He felt his anger rising up again. He was positive that the child was his. If it weren't he would have been able to smell her indiscretion by now. He let out a very low, aggravated growl. Why lie? Why?! What had he done to deserve this?!

Hearing his low growl Kagome jumped up and retrieved something out of his night stand drawer, slowly placing it into his hands and folding his fingers around the parchment.

"These will explain everything, Sesshomaru. I know how angry you must be with me right now, and I understand. I have to run to the grocery store really quick to grab a few things and then I will be back. We can talk about it then, ne?" Kagome stood up and cautiously leaned into him, giving him a small kiss on his cheek, before turning on her heel to leave. She had done all that she could do. She knew she was in the wrong, but now she was going to try to make things right. She just hoped he would give her another chance. Kagome grabbed a set of keys from the table in the foyer and turned around to look behind her while grabbing the doorknob. Sesshomaru hadn't followed her out. Kagome waited a second before turning to leave, shutting the door and locking it behind her.