Drabble Collection Alpha

LIV

Marigold: Cruelty, Grief, Jealousy

Someone was watching, as Kagome washed sweat and desire from Sesshomaru's skin.

Someone was very unhappy indeed.

Inuyasha had brought himself to the edge of accepting that he would have to deal with the intrusion of Sesshomaru into his life with Kagome, but he knew that that had only been because she was unwilling. Because she hated being near Sesshomaru as much as he did; because she would return to him weeping after his brother summoned her.

It was selfish, and he knew it; but what other choice did he have? At least then he would have known she was still his.

In his heart, he knew he was wronging her, but as he watched her through the trees, her hands on his brother, the greater part of him wanted to hurt her. To say something, do something, that might give back to her even the smallest part of the agony he felt over her betrayal, her infidelity. How could he forgive her for going willingly to the one person who had always wished him dead – more than anyone else?

He moved closer as Sesshomaru moved away. Her scent was a mixture of soap, and sex, and Sesshomaru; she was only up to her ankles in water, but her thighs were glistening with wetness. Her nipples stood out like little red berries, flushed and pointed; the sight of her was the most erotic thing he had ever seen.

But Inuyasha was brought to his senses quickly enough; Sesshomaru strode out from behind the edge of the rocky barrier and back through the water, his movements swift and sure. It was obvious that he had become aware of Inuyasha's presence; he pushed Kagome behind him, hiding her so that she could only peek from behind his arm. He seemed completely unconcerned with his own nudity; somehow, he was just as intimidating naked and lathered with soapsuds as he was with a sword in his hand.

Inuyasha backed away through the brush, trembling with anger and anxiety. He heard Kagome's voice questioning Sesshomaru.

The fact that she spoke only in her usual gentle tones, not dark with anger, not rich with fear - that only made everything worse.

Careful to move softly, he backed to the edge of his own range of hearing and listened.

"Good-bye. I will return, miko. Eventually."

Sesshomaru was not going to the village. Kagome would have to return alone.

And he would be waiting.


A/N: 400 words...bad Inuyasha! Mwaha. Onward!

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