Chapter 20: Dead weight

My eyes cracked open. It felt like someone was pounding on my skull. I blinked a few times, still a bit groggy. I sat up, regretting the moment I'd done it. I realized that there was a weight on my hand. I turned my head, looking down.

"Sesshomaru?"

It had all come flooding back to me; our date. I could see my face in the mirror. I was as red as a tomato. Last night I had asked him to stay, and he had. I leaned over, looking to see if he was still sleeping. He looked so peaceful in his sleep.

"That is the second time I've caught you staring at me."

He sat up stretching.

"You didn't have to stay the night," I told him.

"Why wouldn't I? You asked me to."

I pulled my knees to my chest. "Right, I did," I mumbled.

"This is exactly what I expected your room to look like." He'd said. "Organized. Not any fun at all."

I laughed. "Oh please, I doubt your room is any more exciting than mine."

"I promise you It is. Would you like to see it sometime?" he said with a smile.

I could tell what he was insinuating. "Oh grow up," I said, hitting him with a pillow.

"I remember you saying you had a nice time last night."

I shrugged. "Maybe I did say something like that," I said, trying to play it off.

I looked over at the clock. It read 11:45.

"Oh no, we were supposed to be at work. Why didn't you wake me?"

He stood, grabbing his jacket. "You had a late night last night. I thought I'd let you sleep in."

Thoughtful of him.

"Oh... thank you. Uhm, let me walk you out." I said slipping out of bed.

I went ahead of him. I could feel his eyes on me as we made our way to the front door. I reached for the doorknob but he pressed his hand up against the door stopping me. I shivered I could feel his breath on the nape of my neck.

"I now you cannot admit it now, but you have feelings for me. It doesn't matter how long it takes for you to admit it, but I will wait for you."

I sighed.

Screw it.

I turned around ready to grab him and kiss him, but again he'd gotten in my way. Holding my wrists, pushing my up against the door.

"No. If you want me to kiss you, I want to hear you ask," he whispered.

I wanted to speak but the words would not come out. He smiled letting go of my wrists. He placed a chest kiss om my forehead. I cleared my throat stepping out of the way; opening the door. Surprised to see Sango standing there.

"Oh... sorry. Am I interrupting something?"

"It is nice to know that this is what you called out of work for Ms. Taijiya."

"Sorry," she mumbled. "I just really need to speak to Kagome."

"Hn. I'll see you later Ms. Higurashi."

We watched him drive away, and then it was just us left behind. Standing there in awkward silence.

"Can I come in?"

"Did you leave something here?" I asked her.

She sighed. "Kagome I'm sorry. Can I just please come inside so that I can apologize properly?"

I pressed my lips into a tight line and stepped aside.

"Fine."

I followed her into the living room, sitting opposite one another. She sat there for a while, playing with her hands.

"I'm sorry." she finally said.

"You could have said that at the door," I told her.

"Kags look, I know that I always haven't been the best friend that you deserve but I can't be that bad," she whined.

"Oh really? A good friend wouldn't have to let a man take me home while I drunk. A good friend wouldn't stand me up for some guy; more than once! A good friend-"

"Okay! I'm a shitty person, I get it. I am sorry. I am sorry that I am not as perfect as you. I don't have any morals and I look for myself most of the time but Kagome I love you and I'm sorry. I know that you're too good for me, but I don't know how to function without you. I was trying so hard to get that guy to like me that night. I was throwing every trick I had at him but he wasn't biting. He told me that I was too... free. Whatever the hell that meant. I was just so caught up in what I was doing that I-."

I put my hand up to stop her from talking. "Is this supposed to be your apology? How did you manage to make this about you? God... and here I thought you were actually going to give me a real apology for once. I have been nothing but good to you since the day we have met. I can't remember a time when you've actually been a true friend."

"C'mon now that's not true Kagome."

"Isn't it? In high school, you stood by and watched your friends bully me. You went after almost every boy that had a crush on. Everything has always been bout you Sango. It's as you said, you only think about yourself. You've never once stopped and considered my feelings about anything. You just did whatever you wanted, even at my expense. You don't treat me like a real friend. The only time you need me is when you want something. To talk my ear off about some poor guy you hurt. Can you even think of a time when you were really my friend? A real friend."

She just looked at me, not saying a word.

"Exactly. I got lucky that night. That it was Sesshomaru who took me home. God knows what would have happened if it was some stranger. I don't even know why it took me so long to realize that you were this messed up. You know what? It doesn't even matter. You can take your so-called apology and just go. I don't want to be your friend."

"Look-"

"Sango I said what I said."

"Fine then... I want my dress back."

I huffed marching into my room. I shoved her things into a bag and gave them to her. She stomped right out, slamming the door behind her. I plopped right onto my couch.

"Good riddance," I mumbled pulling my knees to my chest.

I needed to talk to someone, and get all of my frustration out, which seemed impossible seeing as I didn't really have any other friends.

I sighed. "Plan B," I said out loud.

I went into my room, grabbing my phone I dialed a number; putting it to my ear I listened to it ring.

"Hello?"

"Kikyo, get the snacks ready. I'm coming over."