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3- Not Forgotten

When you have lived a life like he had, you don't have much time to dwell on simple things. You never let them know anything. You live through it all, and still show them you can shine. You show them no mercy when they take you for granted. You show no compassion when they fall. Just when you think you are unbreakable, fingers brush you lightly and you shatter. Because, when you have secluded yourself to a world that can no longer feel, the first time you recognize any sentiment it hits you hard. You slip up once, in his situation of course, you slip up all the time.

His silver bangs his eyes while his head hung low. The strands from his ponytail were slipping away from the elastic band. His flawless skin, his penetrating stare, his rain- like hair, it was all Sesshoumaru. You couldn't expect anything different from the man that looked like god himself. You spent your time thinking on what a perfect life he lived. You just didn't know how damage was really caused. He owned the biggest architecture company Takashi-tecture. If you were anybody that knew Sesshoumaru Takashi you were somebody. He was one of the world's richest men, making him desired by millions all over. Right now our hero is stressing work for how much he had missed that after noon. At the least it was the comforts of his condo that was constructed himself. He was reading up on how much property tax the newest condo when a certain document peered through a stack. He hastily snatched it and locked it in the cabinet at his right. He couldn't deal with it right now, but the end was coming where he'd have to. For now though, he could pretend there was nothing for him to worry about. He began to sooth his forehead to force away the unwanted memories out. It didn't work, nothing ever did. Sesshoumaru looked up and around the office. No one was in there but himself, good, he thought. Sesshoumaru reached for under his office desk. It was a small decorated box, with bows, and gel-penned flowers all over it. He slowly took off the lid to find him trapped with pictures, articles, poems, songs, and even just words.

He came across a very large article he had cut out of a magazine.

MARU DAYS CRAZE!

'Higurashi-sama had done it! The new book by the name of "Maru Days" is a smashing hit .It's filled with heart-breakers, tears, and love while the shock of reality hits. It's astonishing how it captivated the minds of many. The girl from Tokyo has started the rave. It's the perfect book for literature lovers, and even if you are not it still mesmerizes your soul. "It's supposed to give you a look into the mind of the other side of the river. It's not only about you achievements, but about your demons." She says. "I was inspired, I guess, by a man who told me to follow my dreams. I thought about it, what about a book that explains the passions of love, and regret, and all the aftermath that comes with your life? Writing, I feel so refreshed, so clean. I feel that my voice is known." Being young herself, Kagome- sama has created a new world for the people. She truly believes everyone has a talent, and people should go out and aspire to be what they want. She thinks that every one has there own voice and they all can put it to use. At the moment she is working on a new segment to share with the world. She has given us the privilege of knowing the story before it is unfolded to all. It has a breathtaking plot, with suspense. Of a man who has fallen hopelessly in love with a young mute girl. The story called, "Dearly beloved," has many people waiting at home at the end of their seats to see the wonderful writings of Kagome-sama. Her novel "Maru Days,"has been translated on several other languages so they can feel the obsession that we in Japan feel. We congratulate Higurashi-sama, BONSAI!'

'She's fairing most well, most well indeed. There wasn't a day the name "Kagome" was posted somewhere. Fan clubs, posters, billboards, even buses had something for her. Why though? Someone who owns a magazine is getting so much publicity was in a way… amazing. Maybe the fact that she was young and bright or maybe she was a role model to society. Whatever the reason, Japan had taken a liking to her. She was declared one of the most eligible women in the country. That didn't really matter, but it really bothered him. Boys that were 16- 45 clung to the woman for her beauty. He was disgusted, appalled, and possessive… Normally he would go and screw the woman, drop her as if she was the flavor of the week and show the world that Sesshoumaru Takashi could have any woman he wanted. He wouldn't touch her. It felt like that if he touched her, there was to much unwanted history spreading to his mind.

Many people questioned why he had finally decided to settle down with Yura. He could say "Rin is in need of a mother figure in her life," or, "I believe it is time." The real answer was… loneliness. He knew he could never touch a never woman, kiss another woman, feel another woman like he had once. He would never feel it again, so why bother trying to rebuild with no material? As if Rin needed a mother figure, she was just fine being "daddy's little girl" and what the fuck did "time" mean. God save me, he thought. Right when he was putting the article back he noticed a photograph. Daisies after daises and nothing else, except for a pair of brilliant blues back staring at the camera. Sesshoumaru shook his head and covered it up. He gently placed the box back in its place and walked away from his desk. He walked along the hallway of his suite only to stop at Rins' door and smile. After he took a seat on the couch and turned to watch the late news special.

"Ha, ha, a hilarious story from news broadcaster Kasuga Takuma, live at The London building. Now onto more serious matters, our top investigation still continues. This has been our latest briefing on Japan's tragedy. Suspicions of kidnapping arise with the writer of "Maru Days"." Sesshoumaru kept on watching intently. "27 year-old Kagome Higurashi has been absent of work and has not been seen for the past two weeks. Co-worker Mia in graphics states, "Higurashi-sama works 24/7 on the corporation, and some days never leaves the office." Last time Higurashi- san was seen was walking to her car. In Tokyo, where Ms. Higurashi currently resides, police forces are keeping a look out. We here at Kyoto12 pray for her safety. If anyone knows about her absence, the local police lines are waiting. That's all for tonight, and thank you, BEEEPP." Missing? How was she missing? Sesshoumaru pushed his bangs back and grabbed for his phone. 'JAKEN!'

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Stupid phone keeps ringing he grunted in his mind as he rolled over on to his side. His amber orbs shot open when he thought of something, Kagome! He picked up his phone and asked in a rush, 'H-Hello? Is it Kagome?' there was a silence, 'He-Hello? Who's there?'

'InuYasha?' They asked hurt.

'Oh, hey,' he tried to cover up, 'what's up?' he asked a bit irritated. He wanted Kagome's call, no one else's.

'I just wanted… I just wanted to see if you're okay.' She replied

'At 3:00 am, oh, I don't know tired maybe?' Was he crossing a line?

'Yah sorry, I… I didn't mean to or anything. I was worried a-about you.' She said sniffling.

'Well, I got to go. I'll talk to you later, love?' holding no truth to his words.

'Mm- h-mm and one more…' she stuttered back to him. She heard the click signaling he cut her off. Kikyou was lying in her bed, staring at her phone. Tears continuously fell down her cheeks. She leaned farther into her pillow to seek its comfort. He couldn't love them both, and he couldn't love her. She was feeling so incomplete, worthless, and destroyed. She had no one to turn to now, the worst thing of all… It was her doing. To destroy the purities that life had given them and made her own tiny soul that belonged to her impure. She cried harder and gasped. There it was the cruelties, the karma all crashing in on her. So she did the best thing she could do… she screamed.

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It was a very, very long walk back to her apartment. She hadn't bothered calling a taxi or hitching a ride. They would all recognize her and then she'd be screwed for sure. Her best options…walk home. He hadn't given her coat back, or her shoes, she only had the kimono he made her wear and her keys. She was walking around the most dangerous areas, there were smashed beer bottles, dirty needles and who knows what else. She stepped very carefully, to make sure she didn't step on them or into anyone. She looked around and saw her surroundings. She was almost there.

There was unbelievable pain coursing through her body. It ached all over. He had hurt her so much, and then Naraku came in. Physically, she knew she would heal. Emotionally, the pain kept piercing her heart over and over she couldn't take it anymore. It kept reminding her of the images she had stored away. She knew what needed to be done. The knife was on the kitchen table, the pills were in the cupboard, the pillow was on the couch, and the balcony was waiting right there. Even if these thought filled her to the maximum she couldn't.

Her family, she had to see them once again. She couldn't leave them. Suicide was only taking the easy way out of it all. She needed to be there, watch Sota has children, be there for jii-chans' crazy stories, and mama take care of the grandchildren. She had to watch it all because it would never come back to her if she left. Kagome sagged her shoulders out of the sore feeling that was consuming her soul.

Too much thinking for me tonight.

She took the keys from the obi of her kimono and thrust it into the door. She immediately sighed…she had to walk three flights of stairs…..today was not her day. What in gods name did I do so wrong? She grasped the sleek handle and twisted the knob to create an entrance to the apartment complex.

She began working on the stairs. 1,2,1,2,1,2… so on and so forth. At least this will make up for the days I've missed on working out. She painfully challenged the stairs and was gaining confidence with each stair she climbed.

By the time she had reached the door of her apartment she looked rejuvenated from her currents sate aka she was a train wreck. She looked back the stairs grinning and shouted, "Take that! You can't break me! You wish! HA! HA! We are the champions my friend!" as she raised her hands and was waving them in an odd manner. She had learned that last line from an English rock band that seemed popular… Queen was it? Kagome was broken from her daze when she heard the next door neighbor get up out of bed; she knew this because the snoring had stopped. Kagome quickly opened the door and shut it. She closed her eyes and leaned against the door. She actually smiled.

Kagome opened her electric blue eyes only from them to give a horrified look to her apartment. Everything was ripped, broken, and shattered. The cupboards had knives slashes against them. There was glass all over the floor, her pillows had been violently ripped open and the feathers were everywhere. Assortments of her clothes were ripped and lying all over. Naraku did this, before I reached here, so that no one would know. He must have wanted to give the image that he would always be watching and waiting. Kagome sighed; there was no way to fix it now. She walked over to the cupboard to find at least one glass she could use, and sure enough there was only one. She turned the tap for cold water to drink. The only thing in the apartment that wasn't ruined was the television set. She sat on the couch and turned on for the news. It was about her disappearance.

Kagome scoffed, she was back now it shouldn't matter. She watched intently at what the next topic was.

" This is Keiko Merema with today stories. Today it was announced to the public of the engagement between Yura Akimaru and the Sesshoumaru Takashi. Here is what the soon- to- be wife had to say."

"Well, I knew it would happen someday because we are so madly in love. There in no one, not even Kami-sama himself, that can break each other apart. Not to mention the fact that I'm pregnant with Sesshou-chans' baby. We are really going to be a family now."

"Two children now! You must be very proud to have a daughter such as Rin-sama and another one on the way."

"About that, Sesshoumaru and I have decided it was for the best that finds a family more to her liking. We are very busy people and with a baby on the way, that's even more. I mean I one day will be heiress to Akimaru Candle company. So if anyone signs an adoption form for her, we are doing this as her best intrest."

Kagome eyes flared as she flicked the TV off in disgust, the grip on her water glass tightened. She turned around and threw the glass at the wall watching it break. That bastard, he promised me, he promised me.

Tears began to roll off her plush cheeks, as she began to walk to the wall where the glass had smashed into little pieces. She kneeled down and began picking up the pieces. They were cutting her, yet there was no pain. She was ashamed of the way she acted, but not half ashamed he'd be when she made her announcement. How many times was she going to do this? Pick the pieces of her life seemed to be a habit now. The blood was all over her hand now. When she'd finished she wrapped her fingers around the glass and held it like a life line. With the same hand she's made into a fist she pounded the wall.

"HE PROMISED ME!"

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Saiyuri-himes' little corner: I am so bad at updating. It's been like soooooooo long. I'm so sorry to those who reviewed and those who read it! GOMEN- NASAI! Anyways I hope you enjoyed the third chapter, this time I plan to update sooner! Anyways read and review if you can. You guys make me feel luffed if you do. Saiyuri-hime's out!♥

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