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p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"For the first time since they had met, Kagome felt like the girl she had been with Jirōbō. The moment the realization hit her, she frowned and forced herself to stand up straighter. Forget that he didn't seem to care. After the accident, when she had finally been free of that crazy man, Kagome had made a promise to herself. Never again was she going to allow another person to make her feel this way. Moving her hand to settle on her belly, she narrowed her eyes at him. Not even the father of her child would be allowed such a thing. If he wanted to be coldly civil and polite, then two could play at that game./p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"Bowing low at the waist, or at least as low as she could considering her ever growing belly, she forced her words to be quietly demure. "Then thank you, Tashio-san, for allowing me to reside in your home. Fortunately, your generosity is no longer needed, or wanted." With that, she stood and left the room, almost as silently as she had come./p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"Sesshoumaru froze, his eyes widening minutely as he stared down at the soapy water. Somehow, her words stung more than he thought she might have intended them to. She was leaving? The beast inside of him growled with irritation, butting at severely held control. 'emShe isn't safe! Don't leave!'/em/p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"Squashing down those thoughts, he still did not leave the kitchen and in fact slowly started washing the dishes again. If he wanted to throw his hospitality back in his face, so be it. He wouldn't force her to remain in a place she so clearly desired to be gone from./p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"Still, he couldn't help but to strain his ears to listen. For a moment, he relaxed when all he heard was silence, but after a few minutes, the inevitable sounds of movement reached his ears, followed by the sound of wood against wood as she started opening dresser drawers, and then the closet. Again the beast urged him to stop her and again he restrained it, silencing that inner voice easily and without conscious effort or thought. Let her leave. The only concern of his was the pup and he could protect it easily enough, even if she wasn't residing in the same place. /p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"o.O.o/p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"Word Count - 386/p
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h4 style="padding-bottom: 5px; margin: 25px 0px 10px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 17.280000686645508px; font-size: 14.399999618530273px; color: #b6171c;"emLeave II/em/h4
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p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"For the first time since they had met, Kagome felt like the girl she had been with Jirōbō. The moment the realization hit her, she frowned and forced herself to stand up straighter. Forget that he didn't seem to care. After the accident, when she had finally been free of that crazy man, Kagome had made a promise to herself. Never again was she going to allow another person to make her feel this way. Moving her hand to settle on her belly, she narrowed her eyes at him. Not even the father of her child would be allowed such a thing. If he wanted to be coldly civil and polite, then two could play at that game./p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"Bowing low at the waist, or at least as low as she could considering her ever growing belly, she forced her words to be quietly demure. "Then thank you, Tashio-san, for allowing me to reside in your home. Fortunately, your generosity is no longer needed, or wanted." With that, she stood and left the room, almost as silently as she had come./p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"Sesshoumaru froze, his eyes widening minutely as he stared down at the soapy water. Somehow, her words stung more than he thought she might have intended them to. She was leaving? The beast inside of him growled with irritation, butting at severely held control. 'emShe isn't safe! Don't leave!'/em/p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"Squashing down those thoughts, he still did not leave the kitchen and in fact slowly started washing the dishes again. If he wanted to throw his hospitality back in his face, so be it. He wouldn't force her to remain in a place she so clearly desired to be gone from./p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"Still, he couldn't help but to strain his ears to listen. For a moment, he relaxed when all he heard was silence, but after a few minutes, the inevitable sounds of movement reached his ears, followed by the sound of wood against wood as she started opening dresser drawers, and then the closet. Again the beast urged him to stop her and again he restrained it, silencing that inner voice easily and without conscious effort or thought. Let her leave. The only concern of his was the pup and he could protect it easily enough, even if she wasn't residing in the same place. /p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"o.O.o/p
p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 15px;"Word Count - 386/p
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