'Two months…'
How long those two months had been. He… couldn't explain it, the emptiness, it wouldn't go away. Oh, of course he hadn't expected it to, but he was hoping.
'Two months….'
Two months since he met Kagome, since he last saw Kagome. He knew he sounded ridiculous, because he didn't love her. Hell he didn't even like her, she was just tolerable. And that was as close to love Sesshoumaru got anymore. He wasn't afraid, he just… didn't like people. He looked over at his phone and sighed mentally.
'Damn.'
He'd been doing it again. It wasn't everyday, but every once in a while he'd look at his phone expecting it to ring. Of course, it never did, and he felt foolish every time he looked at it. How many times had he done it? How many times and he dreamed of hearing her sweet voice? Of their most likely final farewell? He couldn't count it anymore, and every time he woke in a cold sweat. Cold and sweat just don't sound right with him do they? Yeah… he didn't think so either. He felt dirty, so he would take a shower, but every time he lie back down, his soaked through sheets reminded him, and he could not sleep. He often found himself childishly counting sheep, or whatever it was children do. Of course, it had no effect on him, but he was desperate.
But don't tell anyone that, see because he was a master of deception, always wearing a mask for others. The mask of indifference was just the one he chose to wear. It's not like he cared what others thought, but he wasn't exactly sure he'd like them knowing what he was feeling. People were ruthless… and he didn't want them to know that he wasn't as ruthless as it would appear. He had feelings, contrary to popular belief, and he couldn't help it if every now and then they got hurt. However, it had only happened on a few choice occasions. Such as, when he was a child and his mask was not completed yet. And… with Kagura. He found it strange… found what strange you say? This is when Sesshoumaru Taisho would tell you, "None of your business."
Sesshoumaru was a creature of solitude. Enjoying nothing in life, or at least what life had to offer. Rather or not he chose it, he was alone, so he lead others to believe that he chose it to be so. For a man of few words, he had a rather complicated life. From what you saw earlier it would not appear so right? Ah… but sometimes simplicity can be so complicating! For a man who seemingly had everything, and wanted nothing… it was completely opposite. He had nothing of importance, and wanted everything possible to complete him. But it was no use complaining, so he'd live his life, forever unsatisfied with what was considered happiness. He really never understood why money was so important anyways. Of course, since it was, he had to have it, since he was the perfectionist he was. Everything he did, he did it to be superior to all, to be number one. None of it really mattered though. He was the perfect man in societies eyes… but what the hell did he care what society thought?
'Nothing.'
Yes he cared nothing… for everything. Strange? Yes… but the truth. But the truth is a rather broad statement, yes? Of course it is… why? Because Sesshoumaru Taisho said so, and Sesshoumaru Taisho is never wrong. Sesshoumaru… let's see, I've already told you Sesshoumaru was quiet, a creature of solitude, not uncaring or without feeling, and that apparently he has a huge ego. It's confusing as to where I'm going with this now, but everything balances out in the end right? Of course it does!
"Kagome…"
The word floated past his lips before he could catch himself…
'Damn it all again…'
Why? Why of all people, did Sesshoumaru have to meet her? That woman, the woman who stayed in his mind, consumed his thoughts… why her? He could have gone through his life content, but now… it wasn't enough, he wanted to see her again. But that was ludicrous! He, Sesshoumaru, desired nothing. Or at least, pretended not to. He was a fool, a downright fool. He knew he should have rejected Miroku's offer like the plague, but no… he decided to be civil for once! And look where that got him!
RINGHe looked at the phone and wondered, 'Am I hallucinating?'
RING'Apparently not…'
He reached over and calmly picked up the phone.
"Taisho speaking."
It wasn't a warm or his usual cold greeting. It could be described as necessary I guess. Suddenly a familiar voice floated through the phone.
"Hey Taisho, it's me Miroku."
"Yes, I would guess it is."
He smirked as he could only imagine the look on Miroku's face at that moment. Probably his own smirk. He knew Miroku all to well it would seem.
"As chipper as always I suppose, ay Taisho?"
"If you say so."
He wasn't one for idle chitchat. Neither was Miroku, so there must be a reason he was calling. He never called him at home, unless it was his cell.
"I bet you're wondering why I am calling."
"Not really."
"Ah… I see. Well…"
Was that it? What the hell was he going to say? It was not use asking though; Miroku would only find joy in his curiousness. Pretty soon, Miroku would become annoyed at his silence and ask it anyways.
After a few moments…
"Damnit Taisho! What happened between you and Kagome?"
Flashes of their quiet, yet fulfilling drive home scurried through his mind before he answered.
"Nothing besides I drove her home."
He heard Miroku's aggravated sigh on the other end.
"Well… SOMETHING must have happened. Kagome's all giddy."
"More so than last time?"
He smirked at his comment. She was rather giddy. Strange how it didn't bother him.
"Yes, more so than usual."
"How does this concern me?"
He heard Miroku give a short snort of laughter.
"Well, obviously you're the reason. What'd you say to her?"
"Nothing actually."
That was the truth. He had barely spoken a word to her during the entire trip. Strange girl…
"Oh well… I gave her your number. So don't be surprised if you get a call. Although Kagome isn't really that type of –"
"You gave her my number?"
He heard Miroku gulp.
"Yeah? Is that bad?"
"What, prêt ell would posses you to give a girl I don't know my number?"
Miroku gave a sigh, and most likely a frown into the phone.
"Taisho, I just thought it might make her happy. She hasn't been in a while, and I want her to stay that way. So if she calls, humor me, and be civil."
It was Sesshoumaru's turn; he was supposed to say something now. He was thinking of what to say though. What was he supposed to say? "Oh yes Houshi, I'll be civil."
He didn't do that, didn't give in to other's wishes… usually. He heard a fake cough on the other end of the line.
"Taisho? Are you there?"
"What's her number?"
His quickness surprised even himself. He never answered so quickly… ever! He just didn't do that.
"Why?"
He felt like growling, but that would show his aggravation. And that would not do.
"I have my reasons."
He smirked at the sigh that was given as an answer.
'Perfect….'
"Alright… she'll probably kill me… 603-888-8200 got it?"
"Do you need to ask?"
A short laugh was given.
"Alright then… have a good day Taisho."
"To you as well."
Sesshoumaru never was one to say goodbye, so he just hung up.
'Well…' he thought, 'Now I can call her.'
But would he? Probably not, he admitted. He didn't want to be happy. Confused again? Ok… he wanted to be happy, but he didn't feel he deserved it. What had he done that deserved happiness? It didn't matter, because fate was against him. So he'd eventually forget her number, and her in general. All would return to normal.
RING'What now!' he thought irritably as he seriously contemplated now answering.
RING'What could Miroku possibly want now?'
RI-"Taisho speaking… make it quick Houshi."
Suddenly he heard a voice, a very NOT Miroku voice.
"Sesshoumaru? Hey it's um…"
"Kagome…"
He dropped the phone.