(A/Un: Hi, I hope you like the new twist I put on this story, I was originally just gonna do a high school drama thing but I wanted to do something more dramatic. I don't own the song "Never let this go" it's by Paramore, and I do not own any Inuyasha characters, unfortunately. If I did, I would be Sesshoumaru's mate. By the way, Hiroshi Nikki, Teni Rioshi, Toni, Sasha, and Mr. Ruroni are mine as well as Tj; she is kind of a refection of me.)
"Talking"
'Thoughts'
111 POV change
222 Time lapse
"Never let you go"
"So your just going to walk away from me, is that it? You never want to talk. Why can't you just talk to me?" Screeched a tall thin woman, she wore expensive clothes and too much make up and every woman in the world would kill to be her, for she was married to him.
"Woman, if you don't shut up-" The gorgeous man sat at his desk, pinching the bridge of his nose, willing his oncoming headache and its source to go away. He closed his eyes as she persisted, his mind wondered as he tuned her out. He had learned to tune her out very early into their marriage, it was better this way, and safer, for her.
His mind's eye wove through memories of his dearest wife and went to his high school days. He often lounged in his old memories of Her, it was the only time he was happy anymore. He remembered the scent of her hair, the sway of her hips, the tinker of her laughter, and her sweet voice as it said his name.
"Sesshoumaru! Are you even listening to me?!" His wife pounded her hands on the desk as she yelled in his face.
"I want a divorce!" That got his attention.
He opened his eyes and looked at the woman before him, at first, he thought she was crazy, but then he realized that she was just stupid. He tried very hard not to smile as he nodded his head and picked up the phone to call his lawyer. He wasn't wasting any time.
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"Tora! Wait up!" A tall brown-haired woman chased after her friend. The red head stopped at a cross walk and smirked over her shoulder. "Your such a slow poke Ayame." As they stood waiting for the light she took in her high school friends appearance, she had dyed her hair brown not long after she got engaged to Koga, her high school sweetheart.
"So are you serious about this? If you do this, you'll be throwing away all those years of training. You're going to be so bored." They walked across as cars revved their engines and honked their horns. "I don't care; I need a little boring in my life. I'm exhausted, I want a job where I can just sit and be bored for once."
"Whatever." They continued their walk to one of the largest buildings in the city, Reiki Inc. it was run by the four richest families in the world and the CEO of the head branch was looking for a secretary, and Tora was the woman for the job. She had left her job as a bodyguard after Sesshoumaru got married to that awful woman, and went back to her old town, back to her old self. She felt better for it but she did cherish the time she had with her uncle, and the training he gave her, but it was time to go back, be a normal person again.
The two women walked into the building, their tall frames and young pretty faces turned heads as they strode to the elevator. They giggled and whispered to each other as the doors closed, only to be stopped by a leather briefcase. As the doors opened again Tora took a step back.
Maybe if my heart stops beating
It won't hurt this much
And never will I have to answer
Again to anyone
He had been on his way to see Miroku after his sudden separation from his wife. They had filed for divorce three days ago.
She moved out two days ago.
He was on his way to have lunch with his old friend and discuss a few things when suddenly everything stopped. The elevator doors opened and their stood an angel. His angel. Her long hair was red once more and she was even more beautiful than he remembered, she was still tall and lean, she had stayed in shape since the last time he saw her, which was over three years ago.
She starred wide-eyed at him as he stepped into the elevator and turned his back to them, she clutched onto Ayame's hand tightly as they all rode up in silence.
As they came to a stop, Ayame noticed that Tora was close to having a mini panic attack, as they all stepped out she saw him look over his shoulder at them as the women walked away. "Tora, your crushing my hand."
"Sorry"
"Are you alright?" She saw that Tora was a little more pale than usual. "I'm fine, let's go."
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"Well It was a pleasure meeting with you Miss Toshi, and I'll be delighted to see you again come Monday morning." The old bearded man smiled warmly at her as they stood outside his office and shook hands. "Thank you, sir. I'll see you on Monday."
As she made her out the doors of his office and toward the elevator, her thoughts returned to Him. Why was he here? Did he finally give up on her? Had he forgotten her? As she stepped in, Ayame followed her and couldn't help but notice the angry look on her face.
'How can he still do this to me, its been eight years for god sakes! I should been over him. I shouldn't still want him. I shouldn't still love him. He's married you idiot!' The press had a field day at his wedding, and when she had read it in the papers, it was as if all the hope in her died. Every dream she had of being with him in the future was gone.
She quit that day. She was done with that life, that job, and now she was making a new path for herself. A path that didn't include Sesshoumaru or his wife. She would no longer pine over him, no longer cry herself to sleep over him. She was done with him.
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"So what are you gonna do for your last day of unemployment?" a voice rang out in the small kitchen of Tora's apartment. The source of the sound was her cell phone ringing out in speakerphone as she washed the few dishes that she owned. She had woken up to a beautiful Sunday morning; the sun leaked through her windows and failed to cheer her up.
Today was not a good day, not for her anyway, it never was. She was thankful that Ayame was on the phone instead of in person, Tora didn't like for people to see her like this, crying into her dish water. "Tora?"
"Yeah, I'm here. Sorry, I was daydreaming." She finished and dried her hands and face, trying to compose herself. "I'm just gonna stay in and watch some movies." She hated lying to her best friend but she didn't want her to be worried. "I gotta go, I'll call you later."
"Tora, wai-"
She closed her phone and walked slowly to her closet, searching for the dress that she only wore on this day. As she changed she tried not to start crying again, she got like this every time, she shouldn't expect any different.
Please don't get me wrong
She strode to the door, leaving behind everything but her keys, she only needed what was in her arms, today was not a day for phone calls and distractions. She stopped at the door as her phone rang, it was probably Ayame checking on her, but she ignored it and opened the door to leave.
Only to find Sesshoumaru on the other side.
"Hi."
She tried to speak but her vocal chords seemed to be welded together at that moment. She stared at him for a minute, wanting to fall into him and wallow for a while, but she hardened herself and pushed back the tears and urges. She stepped past him, closed, and locked the door behind her.
She walked to the elevator, struggling with each step not to turn back, and pressed for the first floor. Just as the doors were closing he slipped in and stood next to her. "You look good. How are you? I'm sure you're good, you must be. You're probably on your way to a date aren't you?"
She looked at him as he punched the wall of the elevator; she had never seen him so anxious and nervous. Sesshoumaru was never nervous, why would he be now? His eyes caught hers and he realized the look on her face and in her eyes wasn't one of anticipation for a date. It was sorrow. Then he realized what day it was.
"I forgot. I'm sorry, I should have known." He gestured down to the bundle in her arms. She shook her head and turned back to her reflection in the doors just as they slid open. She strode out and glanced to see that he was matching her stride.
"Do you mind if I come along? Nevermind you probably want to be alone, I should go." He started down the street until he heard her call his name. He had forgotten how sweet her voice was, even now, it was like an angel calling him to heaven. He turned back and closed some of the distance between them.
"Please stay."
That all she needed to say. He held out his hand, relishing the warmth of hers, and they started walking.
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Because I'll never let this go
But I can't find the words to tell you
I don't want to be alone
But now I feel like I don't know you.
She placed the bundle of white roses on the soft grass as she knelt before her mother's headstone. She sat back on her heels and let the tears fall, she knew her mother was happy wherever she was but that didn't mean Tora couldn't miss her. Sesshoumaru put his hand on her shoulder, inwardly kicking himself for letting her go.
"I'm sorry."
At first, her thought she was speaking to her mother's headstone, until she turned to him and said it again. "For what?" he couldn't understand what she was apologizing for. "What would you need to apologize for? You've done nothing wrong."
"I left. I left and I didn't say goodbye, then I come back and lie to you for three and half months, I left again without saying goodbye and now I'm back and I didn't even bother to come and see you…and your wife." She spoke the last word so low he had to strain to hear it, but he did hear it and he laughed.
She looked at him sharply as a low rumbling laugh began to shake him, she couldn't believe he was laughing at her, today of all days. She was about to push him over until he started to speak. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I just find it a little funny that your apologizing to me when you have done nothing wrong."
"But I le-"
"-Left. Yes, I know. Once again, I say you have done nothing wrong. You left because you were scared, which you had every right to be. You lied because you thought you were protecting me, and I can understand why you left again. Don't even worry about not coming to see me and my…lovely bride. All you would have heard was screaming and yelling." He looked down at her as they walked out of the cemetery and toward a little diner. He could see the confusion at first then a blank look crossed her face; she had gotten good at hiding.
"Trouble in paradise?" She hadn't meant to sound so venomous but she couldn't help it, another woman had the man she loved, of course she was going to be a little angry. They sat down, ordered their drinks and she waited for him to explain why the happily married couple was fighting.
One day you'll get sick of
Saying that everything's alright
And by then I'm sure I'll be pretending
Just like I am tonight
"As you probably know our marriage was purely for show, and it worked for a little while, we were both busy with our jobs and we didn't see each other that often. Until she quit her job, then all hell broke loose. We started to yell at each other then we started to throw things then I just tuned her out completely. It was easy too, all I had to do was close my eyes and think about high school, think about you, think about us." He looked up from his wedding ring, which he had been twisting around his finger, and saw that she was surprised.
"But I thought that you were in love and that's why you got married. I though you had forgotten about me, or at least moved on." She tried to dry the tears that hadn't quite come, but when she looked at his smiling face, she couldn't help it.
"Did you really think I could forget you?" he chuckled as she failed to hide her tears, but when she looked back, he couldn't describe the look in her eyes. "I guess you can't forget someone who almost got you killed. Twice." She stood and walked to the door, but his hand grabbed her wrist, stopping her.
"Your not leaving again, I won't let you. I lost you once in Tennessee, and since then I felt like I couldn't find you, even when you were right there in front of me you were still lost. I won't let that happen again, I'm never letting you go." He turned her around, cupped her face, and starred into the eyes that he had missed so much. That beautiful blue and that gorgeous green.
"No." She pulled away and ran out the door and down the street till she turned the corner, she leaned against the cold brick of a building and thought about how stupid she was. She wanted him all this time and yet she turned away from him. "Why do you keep running away?" She turned to see him standing there, as beautiful as the day they met.
"You're married! That's why! I am not going to be some on the side whore! Even for you I wouldn't do that." She heaved a sigh and looked down. She hadn't really meant to say that, it just came out, but it was how she felt at that moment.
"Do you honestly think I'm that low? We are getting a divorce! We are separated! We are finished! What part don't you understand?" he was outraged, he couldn't believe she thought so little of him. After everything that they had been through together, she ought to know him better than that.
"Really?"
That tiny little whisper took all the anger out of him.
Please don't get me wrong
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"So now that you are a happily divorced man, who lost nothing in the process because of a rock solid prenup, what are you going to do next?" Miroku held his pen up to me as if it were a microphone and waited for me to respond. I looked over the people that sat in my living room; it was much like old times with a few differences.
Kagome and Inuyasha are engaged to be married in less than six months, Miroku and Sango had tied the knot just last month, Ayame had broken up with Kouga after Sango's wedding because she caught him in a closet with one of the guests, so now she was happily single.
Then there was Tora, she looked at me with a smile on her face, more beautiful then ever before. I had finally settled my divorce, it had taken over six months, but it was finally done, I was free to do what I please and be with the one I love.
"That's easy. I'm gonna propose."
I walked over to where she sat and kneeled before her, relishing the look of shock and awe in her eyes. I pulled a small felt box out of my pocket and opened it, revealing a silver ring with a small flower made of diamonds. She gasped and looked at me, then the ring, then back at me.
"Is that a yes?" She smiled wide and nodded her head. I took the ring out and slipped it onto her finger, silently grateful that I had gotten the right size. I stood and pulled her up with me, wrapping my arms around, I bent my head and captured her lips.
At last I was with her.
And I will never let her go.
Because I'll never let this go
But I can't find the words to tell you
I don't want to be alone
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Au/N: And there you have it!
The end.
Sorry its so short. I hope you liked it and if you didn't. oh well.
Oh the ring he gave her is actually the ring I got from my fiancé. please review and tell me what you think.