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The Neighbor
"I'm telling you, she doesn't remember anything." Shippo argued, slamming his glass of saki on the table.
"Keh, whatever! Dumb bitch doesn't want to remember us, so be it!" Shippo jumped up and was ready to attack but a taller and more intimidating figure beat him to it.
"That is enough of your voice in my ear, InuYasha." Sesshoumaru stated, smacking his younger brother over the head with a rolled up newspaper. He unfurled it and continued to walk back to his desk and sat down at it, opening the paper and beginning to read.
InuYasha rubbed his head and glared at Sesshoumaru while Shippo sat back down.
"Sesshoumaru, Kagome works for you, doesn't she?" Shippo asked, the elder male nodded his head and shifted his reading glasses.
"She does, it was I who suggested she live where she does now. It was merely coincidence that you happen to be related to the Hitachiin." Sesshoumaru said. InuYasha blinked before shooting up from his seat on the couch.
"You mean to tell me that you knew where she was and that she didn't remember any of us or what happened to her the entire time and you didn't bother to tell us?!"
"No." Sesshoumaru stated, his glasses glinting in the lights as he stared at his younger brother with his liquid gold eyes. "I just didn't tell you, I had mentioned to the kit that she was working for me and I had denied him access to see her many a times. Though I also didn't tell him that she didn't remember. I felt it was best that we leave that part of her past behind and let her move on in her life."
"Leave her past a secret? Why the hell would we do that?" InuYasha argued, his long white hair starting to become loose from its tie.
Sesshoumaru gave him a cold stare but InuYasha didn't falter in his own glare. "She is a mortal living her short life peacefully and without the nightmares or worries of the past to haunt her every move, to haunt her every thought, and to stalk her every step. Who are we to thrust that back upon her?" He folded the paper and sat his glasses down on the desk. "Not to forget to mention she may not believe us in the slightest anyways."
InuYasha huffed and thrust his hands into his gray slacks, red staining his cheeks as he threw his head to the side, his ears folding back against his head and his hair finally falling out of its tie.
A/N: I won't update next week so I can get ahead in prewriting, this chapter alone could count as two or three, and also I'm busy next week. I hope you've enjoyed these last 11 chapters and please review :) See you all next time