Disclaimer: Sigh… don't we all wish…..owning Inuyasha would definitely make me richer, but I'm broke so it's obvious…
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Little Miss Cupid
Chapter 3
Down came the raindrops on a cloudy day
You broke my heart, and all I could do was run, run away
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They walked silently down the hall of her apartment building. Kagome clutched her green dress tightly, refusing to look up at the demon that stood next to her. She had to admit, he was very sexy in his back tuxedo. He always was when they had to go out to events like this. Kagome's thoughts began to take hold of her, and she hadn't noticed that they were already out of the building.
"Kagome… if you wait any longer we'll be late." Sesshoumaru said, breaking her from her daze with his hard but even tone of voice. She snapped back to reality and realized they were standing in front of a white stretch limo, Sesshoumaru holding the door open for her, patiently waiting for her to get into the vehicle.
"Sorry." She mumbled, sliding her body into the car and relaxing herself against the plush leather seats. Sesshoumaru slid in next to her, and soon they were driving off. The silence between them was thick, the tension even worse. Kagome stared out of the window trying to distract herself from the presence of her estranged husband. She glued her eyes to the passing trees as they drove by. She didn't notice Sesshoumaru staring at her, his golden orbs nearly burning a hole in the back of her head.
He soaked in her image. Her raven hair pulled into an elegant bun, her soft skin, her lithe body clad in the beautiful green gown he's purchased especially for her. He knew she'd look beautiful and he was far from disappointed. He wanted to reach out and stroke her flesh, which was tinged with a slight blush. He wanted to feel her shiver underneath his touch, just as she had done earlier in their marriage. Yet, he chained his nagging urge to do so, convincing himself that she would only loathe him more for doing such an action.
She shifted slightly, and her scent assaulted his demon senses. So intoxicating and inviting, he bit back the groan of pleasure that threatened to escape him. He held onto his self restraint, turning away from the beauty his wife plagued him with. With a reserved sigh, he rubbed his eyes with his fingers and let out a disgruntled sigh.
It was definitely going to be a long night.
~*~
They reached the hotel where the ball was being held in less time than Kagome could have imaged, but all the same, she sighed as she finally allowed herself to relax once she got out of the limo.
"This way." She heard Sesshoumaru call. She turned around only to find that he was already walking towards the entrance of the extravagant building. She let out a frustrated sigh at the man before following him, the sound of her heels ringing against the calm silence of the night.
"Are you ready?" The stoic demon asked, sparing a glance at the woman once she caught up to him, and stood by his side.
"Do I have a choice?" She bit out, glaring at him with fierce brown eyes. He leaned forward, and for a moment Kagome thought he was going to brush his lips against hers, the mere thought causing her breath to become caught in her throat.
"Make sure you act accordingly my dear wife. We'd hate for everyone to question our private matters. That is, of course, unless you want people to know we're separated." His warm breath fanned against the skin of her neck as he whispered in her ear; She would have closed her eyes and enjoyed the closeness of his body had his statement not sent her to the edge of her boiling point. She pressed the palm of her hand on his hard chest and pushed him away from her gently, allowing her eyes to meet with his.
"Don't worry dear husband," she growled out. "Our personal life will stay away from your business affairs. Besides, I'd hate to give people the wrong impression about us. After all, we definitely have to keep up pretenses in your hell hold business world." With that she walked off ahead of him into the open doors of the hotel. A small smile graced his lips as he watched her retreating figure. It was one thing he hoped never changed; her spitfire attitude. It was fitting, it was attractive, and it was down-right sexy. Straightening his demeanor, he followed the little hellcat into the ball.
As soon as they entered, Sesshoumaru held out his arm towards Kagome like the gentleman he was. She gave him a weary look before slipping her own slender arms through his. As the two walked around the large hall, Sesshoumaru would stop and talk to some of his business acquaintances, all the while Kagome stared in awe at the beauty of it all.
Everyone was dressed in their best; men wore their best tuxedoes and women wore the most beautiful gowns. The lighting of the ball room was perfect; light enough for people to see where they were going and mingle, but intimate enough for a couple to enjoy themselves. In the back of the hall, appetizers of shrimp, caviar, and other delicacies were arranged on a long white table. Men and women dressed in white uniforms were walking around, offering champagne flutes to the people, who were in fact a mixed crowd of pure demon, half demon, and human. It was all beautiful and to be expected from the major industrial giants that crowded the room.
Seeing one of the wait staff pass her holding a tray of champagne filled glasses, Kagome quickly grabbed one and sipped on the bubbly contents. She loved champagne, especially the way it tickled her nose. Taking another long sip, she allowed Sesshoumaru to lead her into the middle of the room, only to be greeted by more people.
"Ah Kagome, you look lovely tonight." Kagome stiffened at the voice behind her. She gripped Sesshoumaru's arm with her hand tightly before turning around. There in front of her stood Naraku, who was smiling widely at her. She stared at him with a small smile, before she caught sight of the woman on his arm. Kagura was latched to her boss, giving her a sly smirk. Her short, dark locks were pulled together in a tight bun with a feather clip. She wore a blood red dress that hugged her curves, and showed a little more skin than necessary.
"Kagura." She bit out, doing everything in her power to keep herself from launching at the wind demonness and ripping her hair out.
"Well Kagome." Kagura purred. "I'm surprised to see you here. Word has it you and Sesshoumaru are falling of you pillar of marital bliss." Her wicked smile widened. "I wonder why that would be." Kagome's anger suddenly spiked, and she took a step forward.
"Listen you stupid bi…." Before Kagome could even begin her rant, she felt a strong arm wrap around her and pull her back. She was pulled against a hard chest, and Sesshoumaru lowered his head slightly to whisper into his wife's ear.
"She is nothing." He said. "Do not allow yourself to get worked up over her."
"It's kinda' hard considering the past history." Kagome whispered harshly, before tearing herself away from Sesshoumaru's embrace and walking through the crowd. Sesshoumaru stared at her retreating figure as she disappeared into the crowd before he turned his hard gaze back to Naraku and Kagura.
"Your spitfire is a lovely specimen Sesshoumaru. She'd be a worthy prize for any man." Naraku nearly purred out. Sesshoumaru caught the lustful look in the half demon's eyes. He bit back a growl as he spoke.
"She is not a prize to be won Naraku. And be careful, she is still my wife. Don't forget it." He bit out, fixing his opponent with his cold gaze. He then took a small step forward, coming face to face with Kagura.
"And be lucky I respect Kanna enough to keep you. If it wasn't for her you would have been on the streets a long time ago." Kagura's eyes hardened at the mention of her sister.
"Yes… I am in debt to my dear sister. She is the one who got me the job working for you after all. She's also the reason why I managed to keep it, despite the mistakes I've made in the past." Even as she spoke, her red eyes lowered, giving him the look of lust he despised.
"The both of you need to know your place, before I remind you of exactly where that is." Sesshoumaru growled before turning away from them to search for Kagome.
The two of them stared at him, with hardened eyes.
"It's sickening." Kagura bit out, holding back her rage.
"It's to be expected my dear. You know he still loves her."
"That'll change. I'll make sure of it." She said, a small smile spreading across her lips.
"In due time… in due time. We'll all get what we deserve." Naraku said darkly before leading Kagura around the ball room to mingle and chat with the other patrons.
~*~
Kagome sat at a small circular table by herself, sipping her third glass of champagne of the night. She was upset. She was angry… damn it she was just everything. She downed the last of her drink and let out a long sigh.
It was never supposed to be like this. They were supposed to be happy. Not on the verge of divorce. At that moment she wanted to break down and cry, but she wouldn't give that stupid wind bitch the pleasure of seeing her broken. She made the mistake of doing it once, she wouldn't do it again. She reached for another glass of champagne to continue to quell her building rage and anger, but was stopped when she felt a strong hand touch her shoulder. She didn't have to turn to see who it was; she'd recognize his presence anywhere.
"Dance with me." He whispered to her. Without a word Kagome got to her feet and allowed Sesshoumaru to lead her to the middle of the dance floor. The music was slow, and other couples danced in small circles on the dance floor. But the only thing Kagome saw was Sesshoumaru as he held her hand tightly in his own. Once they were in the center of everyone else, the demon turned to her and brought her closer to him, gently wrapping his long arm around her slender waist. On instincts, Kagome placed her hand on his hard chest, and rested her head on his shoulder. Sesshoumaru held her tighter, closing his eyes at the feeling of her body pressed against his.
He missed it. He missed her.
"You look beautiful tonight." He whispered in her ear. A small smile crossed her lips as she closed her own eyes and fell into the charm she loved so much.
"Thank you. You don't look so bad yourself." She whispered pack, a teasing tone hinted in her response.
"I apologize for throwing you into this. I know you're not fond of such occasions." He mumbled as the two of them swayed back and forth in time with the soft melody of the music. He felt the woman slightly shrug her shoulders.
"I don't mind really." Kagome looked up at him, the last of her thoughts running through her head as she caught his golden eyes, which seemed to have softened throughout the night.
I'm just glad I'm with you, she thought, tucking her bottom lip into her mouth. She quickly tore her gaze from his own, hoping he didn't catch the turmoil of emotions that was running threw her.
"What's wrong?" she heard him ask. She quickly shook her head and pressed herself into him a little further. Sesshoumaru wrapped his arms around her even tighter in response before he lowered his mouth to her neck. He inhaled her scent, allowing her natural aroma to fill him. He missed her. He missed Rin. He missed his home. Closing his eyes again, he allowed her aura to consume him, and before he could stop himself, he placed a chaste kiss on the junction between her neck and shoulder.
He felt her tense in his embrace, and he slowly withdrew his lips from her heated skin, restraining the urge to taste her skin with his tongue.
"I'm sorry." He said with a sigh as he looked down at her. He felt her small fingers run along his cheek, and he looked to see her staring at him, her brown orbs unwavering.
"It's fine Sesshoumaru." She said, her breath leaving her in a rush. She wasn't lying. When she felt his lips upon her skin she tensed, not out of disgust, but out of the small amount of pleasure he'd given her. Staring into his eyes now, she hoped he didn't regret the small act of affection, but then again, she did have a few drinks in her system at the moment, and she could easily mistake his signals. Sesshoumaru continued to stare at his wife, refusing to loosen his grip on her. He had the perfect opportunity right now, and she needed to know.
"I miss this." He said his words slowly, making sure she understood what he meant.
"Dancing?" She asked with a faint smile as he released her to twirl her around in a small circle. The corner of his mouth turned slightly upward. Even in this tense atmosphere she managed to lighten the mood with a witty remark. He loved it.
"Not nearly as much as everything else." He said as he pulled her back into his body. He felt her shiver slightly as his clawed fingers trailed gently against her arms, causing goose bumps to decorate her flesh.
"I miss Rin." He whispered as they continued to move about the dance floor, which was slowly becoming empty.
"I'm sure she misses you too. You're a great father to her. She loves you."
"Hn. And as much as I love my daughter, there is someone I miss even more." As the music ended, he twirled her around a final time and brought her to his chest, locking her eyes with his own. She became captivated with his soft golden hue of his eyes, and the intensity of his stare made her swallow hard. She knew what he was trying to tell her, but she still needed to ask.
"And who is that?"
"Excuse my interruption . But can I bother you for a moment of your time." The sudden intensity that surrounded Kagome and Sesshoumaru suddenly disappeared. The Tai youkai suppressed a growl, refusing to turn around to meet the person who just interrupted a very important conversation with his wife. His grip around Kagome's waist tightened, as he closed his eyes and willed his anger to recede. It was pointless.
"What?" He growled out, allowing his aura to spike slightly, letting the waiter know he'd made the man angry.
"I…uh.. was told told…deliver a message Mr. Taisho. It…it's from Naraku Onigumo. He wishes to see you alone on the veranda. He…He said there's a very important matter to discuss." Sesshoumaru could taste the fear that blanketed the air around them.
"Fine. You're message is delivered. Now go."
Without hesitation, the poor boy quickly made his away from the demon, relieved he was allowed to escape with his life.
Sesshoumaru took a few deep breathes, his rage slowly dying. He felt Kagome's hand press against his check, causing him to open his eyes. Kagome had a small smile upon her lips.
"Go ahead. I know how it is to keep him waiting." She whispered with a small chuckle. Sesshoumaru stared into her eyes.
"We'll finish this conversation when I return." He stepped away from her, a cool breeze hitting the area that was warmed by her touch moments before.
"I'll be here."
Sesshoumaru nodded his head before turning away from her to make his way outside. At his departure, Kagome released a breath she hadn't known she was holding. The tingling sensation within her was persistent, and she closed her eyes as she remembered the feeling of his lips against her skin.
It's been way to long, she thought as she turned and walked off the dance floor. She quickly maneuvered through the crowd before grabbing a glass of champagne and taking a seat at a nearby table. With another sigh, she took a sip of the cold beverage and waited patiently for Sesshoumaru's return.
~*~
Sesshoumaru quickly made his way through the drunken crowd and towards the door of the terrace. The cool night air greeted him and cooled of his heated flesh. He suppressed another growl as he thought of Kagome waiting for him inside. Damn Naraku, he did have the worst timing ever. The Tai Youkai quickly closed the glass door behind him, and turned expecting to see Naraku on the balcony waiting for him. Instead, who he saw caused a wave of anger to fill him completely.
"What the hell are you doing out here Kagura." The wind demoness who was leaned against the balcony slowly turned to face her boss, allowing a grin to spread over her red lips.
"Well hello to you too Mr. Taisho. But I do think this is a free world. If I so choose to go on a balcony, why deny myself the pleasure, hm?" Kagura's voice was soft and sultry as she spoke. Her crimson eyes locked with Sesshoumaru's golden orbs, and her smile widened. Sesshoumaru rolled his eyes and gripped his hands into fists. Why the hell was he out there with this woman?
"Where's Naraku?"
Kagura shrugged her shoulders and walked up to him, gently increasing the sway of her hips.
"I'm not Naraku's keeper. But…" Kagura stopped directly in front of him, tucked her lower lip between her teeth, and ran a slender finger down his expanse of his chest. "I'm sure I can keep you company until he comes." Sesshoumaru quickly grabbed her hand and held it away from him, his eyes hardened to steel and he bit out a growl.
"Listen you insufferable woman…." But before he could finish, Kagura pressed her body into his and her lips found themselves attached to his in a hard, fierce kiss. Sesshoumaru was taken by surprise, and before he knew it, he was reliving the event that started it all.
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He'd been working late that night, one year ago. He'd just got off the phone with Kagome, explaining to her that he'd be home shortly. With an important merger happening the next morning, he was forced to stay in the office and go through a few more files to make sure everything went smoothly his executive committee. Luckily at this hour, the office was empty, which allowed him to do his work quickly and efficiently without interruption. With a sigh, he leaned back in his chair and picked up the first packet of papers to read.
After a few hours passed, Sesshoumaru looked at the neatly stacked pile of papers in the right-hand corner of his desk, all read, altered, and signed with his perfect signature. Glancing at circular clock placed on the wall, a small smile spread across his lips. It was 10:15pm. Rin would definitely be in bed by now, which meant that once he got home, he'd have his wife all to himself; he definitely was in the mood to show his little minx a thing or two of home much he appreciated her. With a final sigh, he stood to his feet and quickly began to gather his things.
Just as he was grabbing his suit jacket from the back of his chair, he heard the door open and close gently. Even before he looked up, his demon senses registered the scent of the intruder. It was his secretary, Kagura. A drunken Kagura. He finally turned his steady, golden-hued gaze to the demoness. She was definitely drunk. The tell-tell signs were clearly visible; glassy eyes, a soft rosy tinge to her usually pale skin, and the stench of alcohol at permeated every pore of her body.
"What are you doing here Kagura?" He asked, sitting in his chair once he finally realized that Kagura was blocking the door. Though he could have easily taken care of the demoness with his own power, he was in no mood to fiddle with her in anyway.
"I came to see you Taisho-sama. I saw your car in the garage and thought maybe you'd want some company." She said, suppressing a small hiccup that managed to make it's was up her throat. She slowly walked towards him, swaying her hips with a purpose. Sesshoumaru definitely didn't miss the sexual tone of her voice.
"Kagura, you are greatly intoxicated. You need to go home and get some rest. I'll call a cab for you." Sesshoumaru picked up the phone and began to dial the number to the local cab service, but stopped abruptly when Kagura's slender finger pressed the receiver button down, ending the call just as quickly as it began.
"Now why on earth would I want you to do that?" S sly smile crossed her lips as she walked over to his side of the desk, and leaned against it while continuing to face him.
"I never got to thank you for allowing me to work here. I've done a lot of bad things in my life, and I guess this is a good way to put it back on track." Kagura's red eyes locked onto Sesshoumaru's.
"It was nothing. You need to thank your sister actually. Kane was the one who vouched for your abilities. She was the one who made me believe you would be capable of handling the job. I've promised her to give you chance Kagura. I'd really hate to see you mess this up when she's put so much faith in you."
"You know. I should be thanking Kane. She's done so much for me." She placed a finger on her chin as if she were in deep thought. But then she turned to him and grinned. "But you know Sesshoumaru, if she mentioned all of my abilities, I'd hate to disappoint you."
As she spoke she ran a hand up his leg, causing him to tense. Before he could make out what happened, Kagura was straddling him in his chair, slowly unbuttoning her white shirt to reveal her red bra.
"Kagura, I'm warning you. Remove yourself, or I'll do it for you." Sesshoumaru growled as he clenched his hands into fists.
"Mom…" she moaned as she leaned forward and pressed her exposed breasts into his hard chest while at the same time running her moist tongue along the shell of his ear. "I love a man who plays hard to get. Especially married men. They're such a turn on" He quickly grabbed her by the arms and held her at bay.
"You're drunk Kagura. Get off of me now, and maybe you'll still have your job in the morning." He claws emitted a small amount of his green poison into her skin, causing her to hiss at the sudden pain she felt.
"I like it when a man's rough too. Come one Sesshoumaru, I'll show you what a real woman can do."Another growl escaped him, and as he began to remove her body from him, a sudden gasp and the sound of something falling to the floor met his ears. He quickly pushed Kagura off his lap, allowing her to fall unceremoniously to the floor. He looked in the direction of the sound, and noticed his office door cracked slightly, just enough for someone to see into the room.
Then the scent hit him full force. Kagome. Kagome's scent was stronger now, and no longer clouded by the intoxicating smell of alcohol that surrounded him and altered his senses just a moment ago. The scent of salt mingled with the fragrance of Kagome, and he knew she'd seen them in the compromising position.
"Damn it." He growled. He dashed to the door and jerked it open just in time to see Kagome's retreating back.
"Kagome…" he called. She stopped and turned her head slightly, giving him a glimpse of her tear streaked face. They two stood in the hallway, the seconds that ticked by feeling like an eternity. When Sesshoumaru was unable to formulate words, she nodded slightly and continued to walk until she turned the corner and went out his sight. Sesshoumaru stood there shocked. He closed his eyes and bowed his head, trying to allow the anger and pain he felt to recede. He opened them again only to find a small wicker basket lying on the floor with its contents scattered everywhere.
"Damn it." He cursed again, before finally coming to his senses and going to rush after her. He had to explain everything. He had to get her, before he lost her.
~*~
The memory slowly faded back into reality, and Sesshoumaru once again realized he was in a compromising position. His mobility returned, and he pushed Kagura away from him, not caring if he was gentle or not. With the return of his mobility, came his senses, and everything became clear. Especially the scent of his wife. He quickly turned to see Kagome, in all her beauty, standing behind them. Sesshoumaru saw no tears, saw no anger; she was void of anything.
He suppressed the urge to turn around and tip out Kagura's heart, but instead stared at Kagome. She lowered her head, allowing her dark bangs to cast her eyes in shadow. Sesshoumaru watched as his wife turned on her heel, and ran back into the ballroom, refusing to utter a sound as she went.
Sesshoumaru quickly took off after her without a second glance at the wind demoness. Kagura watched his retreating back, and once he disappeared into the crowd, a smile graced her lips.
"That was a close call. We can't allow them to tread so close to that line again. Next time, they may just end up together, and this time for good." Kagura turned slightly to face the shadows and allowed her smile to broaden. "But I have to admit, for such a simple and short notice plan…it went perfectly."
Naraku took a step out of the shadows and stood behind her, his dark eyes staring into the space in which Sesshoumaru disappeared.
"Indeed."
~*~
He'd been gone one for nearly a half an hour, and she was already on her third drink while waiting. How long did it take of businessmen to talk to each other anyway? With a sigh, she downed the last of her champagne and placed the glass on the table before standing to her feet. Kagome looked around the large crowd which was slowly swindling in numbers. Failing to notice the tall figure she was patiently waiting for, she swiftly made her way through the crowd.
Well if's he not in here just yet he must still be talking to Naraku, she thought as she made her way to the door of the veranda. She pressed her body against the glass door, opening it and allowing the cool breeze of the night air to hit her face a wake her up a little.
The sight before her made her stop. There in front of her stood Sesshoumaru, lip locked with his secretary. She felt her body stiffen. She felt her heart break and fall into a million pieces, just like last time. She felt the sting of tears behind her eyes, but wasn't surprised when nothing came out. In fact, she was tired of crying; she'd done it for months the last time.
She watched as Sesshoumaru pushed her away. He must have realized she was standing there, watching them… again. Kagome felt her heart slow and nearly stop, but she realized that this time, the pain she felt wasn't Sesshoumaru's fault entirely. It was hers.
Tonight she allowed herself to remember; she allowed herself to remember why she loved him and how much she loved him. She allowed herself to forgive him, something she promised herself she wouldn't do because the pain hurt her so bad. She allowed herself to become lost in his voice, lost in words, lost in the longing she thought she sensed from him. And because of it, she opened her heart again. But now, seeing them like that, her heart broke all over again.
She stared at him for a moment. He said nothing, just like last time. And just like last time she turned her back to him. But instead of walking, she ran, trying to break away from the pain of her heart as the unwanted memory of the past haunted her.
~*~
He told her that he was working late that night. And like always, she believed him because she never thought he was the type to stray. Like always she patiently waited for her husband to return home. But that night she had an idea. She quickly called up Sango and asked her to come over and keep an eye on Rin, who was sleeping peacefully in her room. Kagome quickly gathered the remains of dinner, a bottle of wine, and plastic cups and packed them into a small basket. Once Sango arrived, Kagome left the house, got in her car, and drove to Sesshoumaru's office.
The entire time she was giddy with anticipation, wondering how much work he'd got done. The sudden ding of the elevator broke her from her thoughts. She looked down at her watch. 10:30pm. It was late, but her notion of a picnic in the office would hopefully make his night of work a little better. She got off the elevator, turned the corner, walked to his door and stopped at the sound of muffled voices in her husband's office. Strange, he said he would be in the office alone. Kagome gently pushed the heavy door open just a crack; just enough for her to see clearly.
"I like it when a man's rough too. Come one Sesshoumaru, I'll show you what a real woman can do."Kagome gasped at the sight before her. Kagura, Sesshoumaru secretary was straddling her husband's lap with her shirt open. She heard Sesshoumaru growl, and grip her arms tightly. The sight of him touching her caused her heart to falter. She dropped the picnic basket to the ground, not caring about the contents inside. She pressed her hands against her mouth, stifling the sobs that threatened to escape her. But the choking sound that accompanied her tears met his ears, and he looked towards her. She quickly turned around and began to walk away, frantically drying her eyes with the sleeve of her shirt.
"Kagome…" she heard Sesshoumaru call. She turned her head slightly, just enough to see him. He was breathing heavily, and the silence between them grew. When he failed to say anything, she turned back around, and continued to walk to the elevator. Everything else that night happened in a blur, and it all felt like another worldly experience. Without even knowing it, she got back into her car and drove home.
"Kagome? What…" Sango began once she noticed her friend's red, puffy eyes. Kagome shook her head.
"Nothing Sango. Thanks for watching Rin while I was gone. Go home. Get some sleep. I'll call you in the morning." Kagome managed to say before she went to her room, their room, and closed the door.
A few seconds later she heard the door open and close, letting her know that Sango had left. She sat on the bed and waited, the entire time, fighting back her tears.
Nearly ten minutes later, the front door opened and slammed shut again. She felt her heart quicken when she heard his footsteps reach the bedroom door. He turned the doorknob and entered, only to stop in the doorway and stare at her.
She couldn't bear to look at him. She would break all over again if she looked into the golden eyes that she had trusted and loved.
"Kagome…" he whispered, finally stepping into the room and closing the door behind him.
"How long?"
He stopped suddenly. Kagome's voice was horse and strained, but audible.
"What?"
"How long has it been going on Sesshoumaru? How many times have you told me you were working late when in reality you were fucking her?" She no longer felt the sadness and the pain. At this point, she felt pure, unsurpassed fury.
He betrayed her.
"Kagome you have to listen to me. Kagura, she was drunk. She…"
"Excuses! More Lies! How could you do this to me?! To us?!" Kagome stood to her feet now and walked to him, stopping directly in front of him.
"Allow me to explain…." But before he could finish, he felt the sting of her slender hand meeting his cheek. He looked at her, stunned that she'd actually hit him, something she never did before.
"You bastard! Is that why you hired her? Did you think you'd be able to get a good fuck from her at work and then come home to me! Did you think I'd be the little wife who would let it go?!" Fresh tears streamed down Kagome's face as she spoke. She shook with anger.
"I know you're angry Kagome. But you must believe me. Nothing happened between Kagura and I. Nothing ever did and nothing ever will." Sesshoumaru was holding her by her arms now, willing her to believe him. Kagome turned her head, refusing to become lost in the depths of his eyes.
"Get out." She bit out. Sesshoumaru stood there defeated. Without a word, released her, turned, and walked out of the door. Kagome heard the front door slam shut, and with that she collapsed onto the bed and let her tears and heartache overtake her
~*~
"Kagome… wait!" Sesshoumaru called as he pushed his way through the crowd, following Kagome until they were both outside standing in front of the limo that brought them there.
"I should have know. How stupid of me." He heard Kagome breathe out. She wrapped her arms around herself, hoping to gain some sort of comfort from the action. Sesshoumaru took a step forward and placed a large hand on her shoulder, but she flinched away.
He growled at the sudden reaction.
"Will you at least listen to what I have to say this time? I'm asking you not to run out on me." He whispered. Kagome turned to face him, waiting for an explanation.
"I know you're hurting, but listen. I went to meet Naraku, and he wasn't there. Instead I found Kagura. And the next thing I knew she was throwing herself on me. Just like last time. I've never invited her to d such actions."
"Why didn't you fire her Sesshoumaru?" she whispered. He stopped suddenly at the question. It was the first time she ever asked.
"The day after that incident she came into my office, apologizing and begging to retain her work. She said she was drunk and knew nothing of what she was doing that night. So I gave her a warning and left alone, as if it never happened. I wish it hadn't."
"And now? Was she drunk again?" Kagome finally looked Sesshoumaru in his eyes. He said nothing. No, she wasn't drunk, but he doubted she'd believe him if he told her he thought everything was a set up. When he continued to stand in silence, Kagome turned her head.
"I'm sorry Sesshoumaru." She whispered before making her way to the limo, where the driver stood holding the door open. "Take me home."
The driver closed the door and walked around the vehicle. Before he got in, he gave Sesshoumaru and apologetic look, then got in the limo, started it, and slowly pulled off.
The Tai-youkai watched as the limo drove off. It happened all over again. And again, he wasn't able to explain anything. Balling his hands into fist, he turned on his heel and walked to another waiting limo. Getting in, he slammed the door shut.
"Drive." He commanded, not caring where he went at the moment. He fell deep in thought, the nagging feeling that something… or someone…was definitely against him never leaving him to rest.
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A/N: Please don't hate me. Had to happen that way for everything else to go on. Read and review yes… They're greatly appreciated. Let me know what you like and don't like, how you like the progression, and whatever else is on your mind. Okay… more writing… laterz!!!
~ Silver Silence 89
