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Sesshomaru stalked up the entrance of his brother's classroom, his sudden appearance startling the two girls who had been having a casual conversation up until the moment of his arrival. They jumped out of his path as if burned, both of them stammering fiercely as they fought to regain their composure after his sudden decision to grace the 3rd floor hallway with his presence.

"S-Sesshomaru-sama." One greeted shyly while the other girl kept her gaze determinedly lowered to the ground.

The inu youkai snorted at their spineless display.

"You have a classmate named Kagome." He stated curtly, earning him confused glances from both females.

"H-hai." The same girl from before answered nervously, her eyes remaining trained upon Sesshomaru's face but lifting no higher than his mouth. She answered with hardly passable courage, but the inu youkai found her attempts ineffective and a waste of his precious time.

The handsome silver-haired man dismissed the female's shy attention with disinterest. "Tell her that I would have words." Sesshomaru commanded, molten eyes piercing through her as if daring her to disobey.

The girl remained frozen, her mouth opening and closing as she stared up with Sesshomaru with wide eyes.

"What are you doing?" her friend whispered urgently, tugging on her arm. "Come on, let's go!"

"But-" the girl protested, her eyes bashfully traveling back to Sesshomaru. "This is the first time Sesshomaru's ever talked to me!" she whispered back.

Sesshomaru fought the urge to melt her into lovely puddle of acid, along with her foolish fantasies.

Was it that easy to forget that he was a superior inu youkai with a sharp sense of hearing?

For heaven's sake, he had fur draped around his shoulder.

Simply unacceptable.

"Does your mouth solely exist to flap needlessly or will you finally put it to good use by doing as I said?" he snarled, having no patience whatsoever for foolishness.

The girl looked as if he had just slapped her across the face (as if he would ever commit such a gentle crime).

"Hey!" her friend protested hotly. "That was mean!"

"So is your insistence of forcing your company upon one who does not desire it." Sesshomaru replied icily, his tone so cold that it sent both girls running into the classroom without a single glance behind.

While he was waiting, Sesshomaru glared around at all occupants of the hallway, wordlessly commanding them to leave. The students did so as ordered, not willing to relive the massacre of will that they had all just witnessed.

Once he was satisfied that he was alone, Sesshomaru retrieved the item that had been irritating him so much the past week.

He swore the chubby cat's grin was wider than before.

"Hello, savior-san. You called for me?"

Sesshomaru looked up sharply as the human girl from before appeared before him, her eyes sparkling with more brilliance than he previously remembered. Now that he had the chance to take a better look at her, Sesshomaru saw that she was rather beautiful by human standards – not that he would ever have an interest in such a race.

"I've come to end this idiocy." He spoke evenly, holding out the offensive hairband. "Take this back."

Kagome's eyes lifted to meet his quizzically. "Did Buyo do something wrong?" she asked, cocking her head to the side.

This woman was more difficult to deal with than the human witch his father had taken as his mate.

"I do not want it." Sesshomaru replied curtly, wanting to end this nonsense as quickly as he could.

Kagome pursed her mouth, and Sesshomaru determinedly convinced himself that the alluring call of soft pink lips was simply a figment of his imagination.

"You haven't tried using him at all." She accused, eyes narrowing stubbornly.

Sesshomaru scoffed. "I would never indulge in such ridiculousness."

"It's not ridiculous!" Kagome retorted hotly. Sesshomaru found that the shorter woman was now alarmingly close to his person, and she glared up at him fearlessly despite barely reaching the height of his chest.

She was fierce.

And very, very short.

"I gave you Buyo so that you could take a look at things in a different way." She explained, her voice soft yet steady.

"It is unbecoming to force your ideals onto others." Sesshomaru replied just as evenly.

Sapphire eyes flashed. "Is it fun being a symbol of worship and fear amongst your peers?" she asked, the corners of her lips turning downwards.

"I receive no attention but what is deserved."

Kagome's frown deepened. "I feel sorry for you." She spoke flatly before stepping away.

Sesshomaru saw red.

A mere human bitch dared to look down on him?

If it had been several hundred years ago, Sesshomaru could have slit her throat without wasting another second. This was the modern era, however, and he could now be judged by the law for murder. He settled instead for his best scathing look along with a thirst for retribution.

He smirked cruelly at the ugly cat in his hand.

There were no laws against harming hairbands.

Shatter.

Kagome's eyes widened as the trinket from her beloved hairband shattered from the pressure of Sesshomaru's fingers, and Buyo was no longer recognizable as a member of the feline family. For a moment she simply stood there, stunned, as Sesshomaru elegantly wiped his hands on his school uniform.

Tears pooled at her eyes as she began to collect the broken pieces while Sesshomaru impassively observed her progress, ignoring the sharp scent of salt floating in the air. When she stood at last, however, her eyes were dry, and she gazed at Sesshomaru with a sadness that his calculating mind could not understand.

"Only somebody with nothing precious could so easily harm one belonging to others." She whispered, her gaze unflinching as it tangled with Sesshomaru's own. "Goodbye, Murderer-san."

She bowed once more and walked calmly away, the classroom door shutting behind her with a crisp thud.

A deep growl rumbled in Sesshomaru's throat.

Why the fuck did he still feel like she had won?

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1) Kagome isn't too short – Sesshy's just tall.

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