***Warning********MATURE CONTENT, BE ADVISED. READ ON IF YOU ARE ABOVE SEVENTEEN OR HAVE PERMISSION BY A PARENT. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. (I TRIED TO KEEP IT AS CLEAN AS POSSIBLE. HEHEHEEHE)
Chapter 5
Kimora woke up with someone's foot in her face. Grimacing, she saw it was Denali's and grabbed the foot and threw it off of her. Denali, grunting her sleep, turned over and put her foot over another girl's face. Kimora sat up and looked around her, kids slept all over on mountains of pillows and blankets. Samara was next to Kimora, still sleeping like a log. There was a sweet smell in the air and Kimora's mouth watered. It smelled like Chocolate banana cream pancakes.
'Mom's here!' she thought and jumped to her feet and was out the door. She didn't care for the people she had stepped on to get there or the groaning that sounded as they all woke up. She ran down the hallway and passed a guard.
"Where is my mom?" she said, excitedly.
"In the kitchen, Miss Kimora."
Kimora ran, slipped a few times as she turned corners and finally made it to the kitchen. It was like old times, she thought. Sesshomaru sat at the end of the table, looking through his laptop and drinking coffee. Kagome flipped a pancake on the pan and looked over her shoulder with a smile.
"Mom!" Kimora ran, her little fangs glittering in her smile. Kagome grunted as Kimora lunged into her grabbing her tightly.
"Hey! Merry Christmas." Kagome bent down and kissed her cheek. "Okay, Kimora, Mommy can't breathe."
"You did your hair! I thought only Isabella does your hair."
"She did, she is in town."
"Oooh, can she dye my hair purple?"
"No," Kagome chuckled. "Go sit down. I'm almost done cooking."
Kimora giggled and ran to her father and kissed his cheek. He looked up from his laptop with a half smirk as she sat beside him.
"You're making chocolate banana cream pancakes?" she shook in her chair with anticipation. One would wonder what Kagome put in her pancakes; crack?
"I don't know what you're talking about." Kagome smiled, her back facing Kimora.
"When did you come?"
"Last night."
"How long are you staying for?" she asked and Sesshomaru looked at Kagome.
"Only today…"she said. She didn't look back but she could feel Kimora's disappointment.
"but it's Christmas!"
Kagome opened her mouth to speak but a few kids piled into the kitchen. They all sniffed to the table and sat around the table. The mahogany oaked table could seat twenty people comfortable and Kagome's eyes widened at how many kids looked at her with hungry eyes. 'I'm going to be here a while', she sighed as she cracked a few more eggs into the bowl.
"Wow! Something smells so great!" Tobias said. Tobias was a fox demon from Eastern Europe. Kagome hadn't seen him since he came to Kimora and Samara's fifth birthday. "Lady Kagome, what are you making?"
"Only the best pancakes ever!" Kimora interjected. "Only the worthy can have it!"
"Worthy?" Tobias cried. "How does one become worthy?"
"Well, your name has to be Kimora." She teased and Kagome scowled over her shoulder. "I'm just kidding."
A few other kids walked in including Denali and Samara. Samara's eyes beamed when she saw her mother by the stove and had opened her mouth in excitement. Kagome looked at her and she smiled and started to run over but caught Denali's snarl. Samara stopped and stood by Denali.
"Hello, mother." Samara cleared her throat and stood in the doorway.
"I'm making your favorite." Kagome said, ignoring the way she said 'mother.'
"I'm not eating whatever she is cooking." Denali muttered under her breath where only Samara heard. She walked away from the kitchen.
Samara's stomach grumbled but she looked at Denali as she walked away. She looked at all the kids around the table and bowed her head. "I am not hungry."
Samara met Kimora's eyes and her father's and walked away.
All of the kids talked over each other loudly and laughed obnoxiously. Sesshomaru couldn't focus and closed his laptop. Kagome set pancakes on the table and ignored the little boy who gawked at her ever since he came into the kitchen. The kids who haven't met her before introduced themselves formally.
"My name is Lahira, Lady Kagome. I am glad to have met you." She smiled and looked at the pancakes with wide eyes.
"Harrington from the Nekochiba tribe, "one boy had said through a full mouth of pancake. "This is so good."
The boy who had been gawking at her the entire time introduced himself as Gareth. He was a member of a snake tribe in England. He idolized Sesshomaru since he can remember and had a crush on Kagome since he can remember. He had only seen her in pictures before but seeing her now, even in a white t-shirt and sweats, she was more beautiful than he could have imagined.
"My lady, a pleasure." He rose from his seat and took her hand and kissed it. She forced a smile and looked at Sesshomaru. "You have a beautiful wife, Lord Sesshomaru." The little boy spoke with an air of maturity and Sesshomaru didn't know whether to be flattered or intimidated. He sipped his coffee and stared at the kid.
"Thank you, Gareth."
Kagome, wanting to laugh, walked back to the counter and grabbed more pancakes. She put a few in a Tupperware and set it aside. She knew Samara would want some later. She poured a cup of coffee and refilled Sesshomaru's cup out of habit. She stopped and he looked at her with a surprised expression as well.
"Thank you." He said and she walked away. Kimora smiled as she ate her pancakes and observed her parents. Samara didn't see it; she was too stubborn to see it just like them. Kimora saw the love as if it shone colors around the room, glowing brightly. It was so apparent that it frustrated her.
Later on, after the kids left, Kimora and Samara opened their presents and squealed in excitement. Samara had gotten a new violin and a couple of dresses she had wanted. Since the other kids of the clan left, Samara returned to her normal self. She laughed and played around with Kimora and asked Kagome if there were any pancakes left over. Sesshomaru and Kagome sat in the same sofa very far apart as they watched the girls unwrap their presents.
"Daddy, these are you. One is for your birthday and one is for Christmas." She handed him a bag. He opened it and pulled out a bottle of cologne and a framed drawing of his wedding picture with Kagome. The drawing was almost accurate and far too advanced for that of a nine year old. There were minor flaws to it but other than that it was a perfect replica of the original. He smelled the cologne and looked at the bottle but there was no label.
"I made the cologne myself in science class. I know how much you like the smell of mom's vanilla shampoo so I added vanilla extract along with other oils so now you can smell her all the time while you're here!" she smiled innocently. She didn't know how completely torturous this gift was. Kagome craned her neck and looked at the picture.
"Very nice, Kimora."
"I can't really do the hands yet and the noses look weird." She added sadly.
"No, you got it right. Your dad's nose looks exactly like that." She teased.
Sesshomaru looked at the picture again and noticed the crooked nose in the picture and glared at Kagome.
Samara grabbed a box and handed it to her mother. Kagome looked surprised as she grabbed it and smiled.
"For me?" she said and looked at everyone else as she opened it. It was a CD of Kagome's favorite songs but instrumental versions played by Samara. "You made instrumental versions of these songs?"
Samara nodded modestly. "I could not do one of Vivaldi's pieces. It was too fast and I kept messing it up but I'm working on it."
"Thank you…" Kagome said through teary eyes. Kimora had given her gift; it was a golden ceramic vase with origami flowers she had made in class. It became quiet and Kagome cleared her throat. She turned to her side to grab a bag, Sesshomaru doing the same and they both turned to each other at the same time holding out a bag. The girls laughed and Kagome's face turned red. She grabbed his bag with a smile and he took hers, both unwrapping the box inside.
Kagome's eyes widened at the beautiful 70 carat diamond necklace. Kimora and Samara were entranced by its sparkle. Sesshomaru opened his and he almost dropped the box as he grabbed the watch. It was a rare vintage Rolex he had been searching for almost two years. Only a few were made and he had owned one a couple of years back but it was destroyed when his car had been run off a bridge with him in it. How the hell did Kagome find it? Looking at her, she could tell he was surprised and didn't want to tell him what she had gone through to get it.
"I know a guy who knows a guy." She shrugged with a grin and looked at the girls. He opened his mouth to thank her but she stood up. "I should go. It is getting late."
The girls groaned.
"No!" Kimora cried. "Why can't you stay? Christmas isn't over."
"It is still early, mom. We can watch a play or go to Carnegie Hall, I hear Vanessa Mae is playing this weekend and we could eat at Adalberto's afterward." Samara suggested, trying to hide her pleading tone. Adalberto's was an Italian restaurant by the river that they loved going to before and would go almost every other weekend.
Kagome met Sesshomaru's eyes and he nodded. In some way, Kagome felt she would be staying longer than one night and was glad to have packed a couple of outfits just in case. It could be that she knew the girls wouldn't let her go home.
"Alright…just for the weekend." She sighed playfully and the girls ran to their rooms to change.
"Is it alright that I stay?" she asked Sesshomaru as he stood up from the sofa.
"Yes. Why wouldn't it be?"
"I just…" she stopped. She promised herself, today she wouldn't argue. "I just wanted to make sure." She turned to leave.
"Kagome…" he said, his voice descending into a whisper. She gulped it in, afraid she would cry again.
"Yes?" she turned around and faced him.
"Thank you…for the gift."
"Oh…"she tittered. "Thank you as well. Um…I guess I'll go change now." She walked out fast before she would say or do something she'd regret.
Kimora, Samara and Sesshomaru waited downstairs for Kagome. They were used to this, her taking so long to get dressed. When she came down the stairs, one could see all that time spent was worth it. She looked amazing in a black fitted dress that ended at her knees, her brown hair in long waves donning the necklace Sesshomaru had just given her. Kimora looked at her father's wrist and saw that he too, wore the watch Kagome had just given him.
Samara took in her mother's beauty. She thought she was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. If her mother had been a demon, she would have been perfect, she thought. If she would have been a demon, everyone would respect her and love her as much as she did. She would be accepted and no one would say ill things of her. Samara snuck a look at her father and he had seemed enchanted by her mother. His amber eyes shined brightly as he watched her come down the steps meticulously studying her.
"Sorry I took long." She held her coat in her hand and met Sesshomaru's eyes briefly. The look in his eyes made her smile and she looked at the girls. "You guys ready to go?"
"Yes." They gleamed and grabbed her hand as they walked out; many guards followed and escorted them to the limo. Two men walked around the limo with bomb detectors and scanned the entire thing. They nodded and walked off as Sesshomaru and Kagome entered the car, the girls following behind them.
Kagome had wanted to remark on how many guards there were but decided to stay quiet. Haji, Remy and Cado sat at the end of the limo. Kimora and Samara chatted away about school and their gifts during the whole ride. Everyone else was quiet as they listened to the girls prattle away.
After the play, they all went to Adalberto's. Despite the two hour wait, they were seated right away. The owner, Adalberto Perrotto walked over to them and welcomed them.
"Well if it isn't my favorite famiglia." He smiled and grabbed Kagome's hand. "My lady, you are looking glamorous, as always." He kissed her hand and looked at the girls. "Your girls are looking more like you as they get older, how long has it been, almost two years."
"Yes," Kagome nodded. Sesshomaru tried to ignore the biting jealousy as Adalberto held Kagome's hand. He knew Adalberto wouldn't do something so disrespectful as to flirt with Kagome but he was jealous that he was able to hold her hand, if only for that transient time.
"Lord Sesshomaru." Adalberto shook his hand. "It is great to see you again. Congratulations on Siberia."
Sesshomaru nodded and Adalberto left. Kagome looked at Sesshomaru as the girls looked through the menu.
"What happened in Siberia?" she asked in a low voice.
"The D.D C rescue team successfully brought in hanyou refugees from a military bunker in Siberia. The demon troops holding them captive are now in our custody."
"That's great." She smiled and looked at his wrist. He was wearing the watch she had given him.
He shrugged and grabbed his wine that Adalberto had complimentarily given. Kagome sipped hers and they were quiet.
"Can we have Tiramisu after?" Kimora and Samara asked at the same time.
"No." Kagome said. "You already had enough sweets."
"But we haven't been here in so long. How can we come here and not have Tiramisu?" Samara added.
Kagome sighed. "Fine, but no more sweets after this."
Sesshomaru smirked. "It is not so easy saying no, is it?"
"They're getting better at convincing." Kagome shook her head.
"I heard you won the Malden vs. Steinberg case." Sesshomaru said. "That was a very complicated case. Congratulations."
"You heard?" Kagome felt her heart beat fast. "Thanks…"
"Yes. Judge Hawthins was impressed and offered you the position but I suppose you aren't going to take it anyway."
"No." she sighed. He knew her too well. "Have you been spying on me?"
Sesshomaru half grinned and sipped his wine. "No."
"Liar."
"I have not." He said, sternly. She continued to eye him suspiciously and he still shook his head. He set his glass down and smoothed his blazer with his hand. "I ran into Hawthins during a meeting at the supreme court. I have a hearing to attend next week and she revealed the status of your case to me."
"Oh." She said, disappointedly. She had thought he was checking up on her but he had only found out accidently. "Yes, well, I don't belong in front of the courtroom, sitting down the entire time."
Sesshomaru watched her as she sipped her wine and nodded. He saw the disappointed look she had when he told her Judge Hawthin had told him about her case. It wasn't that he didn't check up on her because he did, most of the time but he didn't want her to feel her privacy was being invaded so he had given her her space.
When they arrived back home, it was almost ten at night and the girls were already drifting in and out of sleep. After their baths, Kagome and Sesshomaru put them to bed. Sesshomaru went to his study to organize papers and do some quick research and Kagome had taken a long shower.
Mudama walked in, setting a pile of envelopes on Sesshomaru's desk. He bowed and walked out of the study. Sesshomaru stared exhaustedly at the pile and ran his hand through his hair. He was about to leave it to view tomorrow but one envelope stood out from the rest of the plain white envelopes. It was green and had a sticker of Santa Clause on it. He pulled the envelope out from between the others and opened it. There were large eight by ten photos. At first he was perplexed, the first few photos showed a French café and a man he did not know getting out of a limo. The next few photos made his heart drop and there was a sharp pain that replaced it. It was of Kagome and this man sitting at a table, very close to each other. The next few photos showed the man with his hand on Kagome's face. His fingers trembled and he set the photos calmly on his desk.
Kagome entered the study at that time with a soft knock on the door. She was in her nightgown, her hair wet and fresh from the shower.
"Can we talk?" she said.
He didn't look at her yet and controlled his breathing. Forcing himself to calm down, he nodded and she closed the door to the study. He still couldn't meet her eyes and walked toward the window.
"What is it you wish to talk about?" he said, his voice calm and devoid of any emotion.
"Well, I know this isn't the great time to bring this up but I am leaving tomorrow and since I am here, I thought we should discuss the papers."
He closed his eyes, his heart pounded and he balled his hands into fists. Shaking again, he tried to calm down before he could face her.
"What is there to discuss?"
"I wanted to discuss when exactly we should tell the girls and custody arrangements. I figured maybe we can keep them out of the picture and just have open custody, so you can take them whenever you want." She said. She felt nervous not being able to see his expression but he didn't look away from the window. She looked around the study, the fire crackled in the fireplace. It was extremely quiet in the room; she couldn't even hear the security outside or the sounds outside. Knowing Sesshomaru and his job, this room was probably soundproof.
She slowly walked over to him, wondering why he was not responding. She stopped, feeling a negative aura coming from him. She knew he was upset but she felt something else, a very strong rage. Ever since the girls were born, Kagome was very sensitive to people's emotions, sometimes, and could feel subtle things like when they were nervous, sad, or angry. It helped her a lot in the courtroom.
She sighed. "Eventually we have to talk about this; I don't know why you keep avoiding it."
He turned around, his bright amber eyes rimmed with redness. His breaths were unsteady and he fumed at the nose as he walked toward her.
"What is it that I am doing wrong?" She was surprised to hear how shaken his voice was, watching the muscles in his neck as he swallowed his control.
"I…" she stepped back. "I just…"
"Why can't you see what I am doing for you and the twins, what I am sacrificing?"
Kagome's lips trembled. "You mean your respect? The fact that you're ashamed to be around us!"
"What are you talking about?" he shouted. "You don't even know what is going on!"
"Because you won't tell me!" she shouted back, tears already falling down her cheek. "You are hiding something!"
"With good reason!" he growled and backed her into a wall. "There are things that you should not know! It is better this way. You knew this before we got married; you knew what you were getting into!"
"I didn't know it would be this hard!" she cried. "I can't. I tried! I put up with it for ten years! The past two years it had gotten worse! There would come times when I didn't see you for a month! How is that fair to me and the girls?"
"You think it is fair for me? That I prefer it this way?" a sarcastic chuckle escaped his lips as he walked over to the desk and grabbed the photos. Kagome stood by the corner, confused and not sure what to do. He walked back to her. "Is that all it takes for you to give up and seek it somewhere else?" he raised a photo of her with Sasuke stroking her hair. She gasped and met his eyes shamefully and looked away. "That is you in the picture, isn't it?"
She gazed at the fireplace not knowing what to say. When she didn't look at him or answer, he punched the wall beside her. "Isn't it!"
"That picture…"she started. "It isn't…"
"It is exactly what it looks like!" he shouted and she was startled by his tone that she flinched.
"Why would you do this?" his voice wavered and she could hear the hurt in his tone.
"I didn't do anything!" she finally mustered enough courage and pushed him. "You don't know anything! Nothing happened! You out of all people should know that a picture does not tell everything!"
His jaw tightened as he refrained any further comments. She was right. He knew better than to jump to conclusions but he couldn't help it. The photos looked way too convincing to think otherwise but Kagome had gone through the same thing years ago when the tabloids released a picture of him and Shurran in what looked like an embrace and nothing had happened. He threw the pictures on the floor and walked to the window.
Kagome didn't want this, she thought. She didn't want anyone else but it was so hard to deal with being with someone she hardly saw. She felt helpless as she walked over to the couch by the fireplace and sat down.
"The man in the picture, his name is Sasuke…"she said in a whisper. Sesshomaru felt his claws digging into his fingers but he forced himself to hear it. He needed to hear it, even if she was about to admit that she had done something with this man. "He's my ex from high school."
Sesshomaru slightly remembered a few things that Kagome had told him about her ex. He was the reason she was kicked out of her house and had suffered emotionally being shunned by her family.
"I was waiting for Koga and I ran into him." She felt embarrassed for what she was about to say. "We exchanged numbers and he asked me to meet him for coffee. I won't lie and say that my intention was innocent. You and I haven't spoken much and I think I just liked the attention or the way he looked at me."
Sesshomaru couldn't bare to listen anymore but he waited patiently for her to finish. She stood up and walked to the fireplace and brushed her fingers along the mantle. He looked back at her when he noticed she was quiet. His eyes fixed on her silk nightgown that outlined her figure.
"I knew then that it was that which I was missing but when he touched me like he did in the picture, it didn't feel…right. So I left right after and haven't seen him since. Nothing happened between us. You can ask Haji if you do not believe me."
Sesshomaru felt himself become at ease but he still imagined more happening. But he believed her so he ignored the mental images.
"I don't know what to do." She said and he walked closer to her, grabbing the sides of her arms softly. Her skin prickled with goose bumps and she turned around and looked up at him. His eyes reflected the fire blazing behind her and he leaned in to kiss her. "Don't…" she said and he lifted her chin. "Don't make things so complicated."
"Then tell me honestly that you do not want me to."
She looked into his eyes and opened her mouth but she couldn't say it. His hands on her skin were warm and inviting and she didn't want that to go away. He gripped her neck and came close to her lips, his warm lips touching them softly. She felt a spark ignite inside her when his lips touched hers. Her lips parted inviting his tongue and their kiss became stronger and harder. Their breathing became heavy and his hands played through her hair as they kissed. His other hand rested on her bare thigh and moved its way up and she felt herself become hot with arousal. Her hands went under his shirt and she could feel his abs and chest, they caressed its way toward his back and she dug her nails into it. Sensing her arousal, he suddenly became very aroused and pressed his hips against hers. She knew she should stop. She had to, this was going to be a mistake but feeling his hardened phallus against her thigh sent her hormones exploding in all directions. She wanted him and he definitely wanted her. He broke away from their kiss and his lips trailed down to her breast as he removed a strap of her nightgown. His lips found her naked breast and took it in and she moaned. She ached between her thighs and he lifted her up and carried her to his desk. Picture frames and pencils fell off the desk as he placed her on it. She removed his shirt and he pulled up her nightgown. He kissed her again as she unbuttoned his pants. Feeling her hands on his erection caused him to stifle a moan into her mouth. How long he hadn't felt those hands. He couldn't wait. It felt like a dream and he wanted to continue faster before he would wake up. He pulled down her underwear and spread her legs apart, pulling her closer.
Her body shook with anticipation, her heart pounded hard against her chest in lust waiting to feel him inside her. She kissed him again and bit his lip. He winced into a moan that turned into a growl. He pushed her back and pulled her closer to where she felt his erection near her core; teasing and she did not like this. He smirked and enjoyed watching her lust for him. He caressed her thigh and thrusted himself into her, catching her by surprise that a loud moan escaped her mouth. She slapped her mouth shut and continued to moan as he grinded in and out. There was a euphoric feeling coursing through her veins and she couldn't believe how she had forgotten how good this felt. Remembering the room was soundproof, she allowed herself to moan freely. Papers crumbled beneath her, folders and paper weights fell off the desk as he pushed into her. Her moans drove him wilder and he dug his nails into her thigh. He didn't want it to be over but he could feel her climax coming soon which was good because so was his. Months of no sex had their endurances shortened but at least it was mutual. He held out until she reached her peak first and he released himself, grunting and trying to suppress how powerful and great his climax had felt.
The whole world seemed to be off his shoulders at that moment and his muscles had not felt so relaxed in a while. Kagome licked her lips, peeling strands of her wet hair off her face. But despite their muscles being relaxed, Sesshomaru found that he could still go longer and as he continued to thrust, Kagome could see that it was not done. A smile escaped her lips as he lifted her off the desk and they both dropped to the floor into another make out session as Kagome mounted him. How could they let something like this go? He wasn't about to do that and she was beginning to have second thoughts, having a strong reminder drilling into her, so to speak, of what she was about to lose.
She woke the next day in a large four poster bed with velvet drapes all around. This wasn't her room and she remembered she followed Sesshomaru last night to his room. She had expected to be in the bed alone and was surprised to see him asleep when she turned over. He looked peaceful and beautiful as he slept. She watched him for a few minutes and frowned when a scar on his shoulder caught her attention. Where did he get that? She looked closely and wondered what kind of scar it would be but she pondered how much it looked like a bullet wound. It couldn't be. His job was dangerous but he wasn't a field man. She didn't put much thought into it and wondered what she should do, curl up next to him or leave. Before she could choose, his arms wrapped around her stomach and pulled her close. He buried his face into her hair and found her neck and kissed it. She was still dreaming, she thought. It was like nothing had ever happened. The arguments, the lonely nights of sleeping in a cold bed, wondering for days where he was, seemed like the dream.
"So…what do we do now?" she finally said. Someone had to burst the dream bubble. "Because, as exciting as having an affair with my own husband can be, it isn't what I want."
Sesshomaru was quiet, contemplating as he absorbed the scent of her hair. "What is it you want me to do? Quit the D.D.C?"
She frowned. She knew he couldn't do that and she didn't want him to do that. He was good at his job and an excellent leader. Everyone respected him and he had achieved a lot since his father had stepped down.
"No…."she sighed. "Why can't we just live here with you?"
"You wouldn't want that."
"If I didn't, I wouldn't suggest it or maybe it's you that don't want us here?" she broke free from his grasp and looked at him.
"You know I would want that more than anything but you don't even know what goes on here. The fourth floor is an infirmary; a lot of our wounded comes here when the hospital at HQ is full. I have meetings with people all around the world here. I have strangers walking around and to have you, Samara and Kimora open and vulnerable-"
"With all the guards you have here? Someone would be really stupid. Cado once shot at a little boy for running at Kimora with a toy gun."
"You think you would be happy living on this island, around all this chaos. Samara and Kimora would have to be homeschooled and you would have to transfer here."
Kagome sighed. She knew he was right. They'd lose a chance at a normal life outside of the D.D.C. She didn't mind having to transfer out of her job but Samara and Kimora would not see their friends.
"Then why don't you come back to live with us?"
"because…I can't."
"What do you mean you can't?" Kagome cried. "What's stopping you?"
Sesshomaru rubbed the bridge of his nose and sat up. He didn't want to lose her again to this nonsense but he needed to make sure she understood but he didn't want to tell her what had been happening. When her emotions got the best of her, things became hectic. But she wouldn't let this go and if he pushed her away again, he knew he would ruin his chances at reconciling their marriage.
"Naraku is dead, Kagome."
Kagome was quiet and her eyes widened. She had not expected to hear that. She searched his eyes and knew there was more.
"For the past few months, we have been receiving threats. This is normal at the D.D.C but usually it is targeted toward the branch but lately, it has been targeted toward me. Two months ago, I had to go to Austria to settle a dispute between two sides and was followed on my way back home with the Vice President of the D.D.C. He was killed and so was the driver."
Kagome looked at his scar and started to cry. "They shot you?"
He looked at his shoulder and nodded. "Work is getting closer and closer to home. I did not want to leave you and the twins but I saw no other choice."
"Then leave the D.D.C."
"Kagome…"
"No, you asked if you should leave it and I am telling you that you should! I rather have it that you look like you've given up on everyone than have you dead."
"We are working day and night to find out who is behind this. We will find them."
"But it has been already been going on this long. They trying to back you into a corner, making sure you are alone. They are trying to scare you by using us as bait."
Well, it was working, he thought but he wasn't going to admit that.
"Please leave, I'm begging you."
"Just be patient." He said, taking her in his arms and calming her down. She was shaking and now images of getting a phone call saying he was dead frightened her.
"How much longer?"
"I don't know."
"No, wrong answer."
"I cannot tell you without lying."
"Then lie!" she said.
He sighed. "Soon."
It was the truth. He would try harder. Whatever it took, he would not let whoever it was take his family away from him.
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Kagome's lips had been swollen from kissing Sesshomaru for hours before she left. She said goodbye to the girls and went back home in the Upper East Side. She called Isabella and they both met at a diner for lunch an hour later.
"So, how was it?" Isabella asked, eating a ridiculously large burger.
Kagome was smiling as she forked her salad around. "We slept together."
"What?" Isabella dropped her burger. "Kagome, how could you?"
"I-what? I mean…I had slept over and I stayed longer than I should have but…it just happened. We were arguing and things were heated and…like I said, it just happened."
"Arguing, over what? What could you two possibly have anything to argue about?"
"Are you okay?" Kagome asked. "What do you mean what do we have to argue about? I told you the situation."
"But you are still married, Kagome."Isabella scolded, her Italian accent accentuating her disapproval.
"What?" Kagome started laughing. "Are we talking about the same thing here?"
"You slept with Sasuke."
"Ew, no!" Kagome spat and looked at Isabella like she was nuts.
"Who are you-oh…wait, what? Ok, let's start over."
Kagome sighed. "Sesshomaru. I slept with Sesshomaru, my husband."
"But…what about the divorce?"
"I know, I know…it truly was dumb of me to do but I just didn't know what to do, you know? I was mad and frustrated and perhaps I was just trying to get his attention. But the love, Isabella, oh my god, the love is still there and I won't even get into the details about the sex,"
Isabella sipped her soda and smiled. "Please don't. I thought you were talking about Sasuke. The last time I saw you, you went on a date with him."
"Okay, one…I told you, it was not a date. Two, how could you have thought I slept with him!"
"I don't know. When I asked how it was, I was referring to the date."
Kagome rolled her eyes. "It was not a date."
"Sorry…but ok, what happened anyway?"
"Well, you were right. He thought the meeting was more than just a friendly meeting."
Isabella smirked through a full mouth. "I told you. You are buying my burger, principessa."
"Whatever, ok, you were right. Anyway, he made a move on me but it felt wrong. I was not attracted to him and I was thinking about Sesshomaru the whole time."
"So, you slept with your husband." Isabella laughed.
"Yes."
"So things will go back to normal then, he will move back with you?"
"No."
"I'm confused." Isabella gulped down her burger. "Everything is ok but he is not moving back with you?"
"It's complicated."
"You both were always so weird but I am glad you fixed your problem. I would hate to see the eh…infamous lovers break up."
Haji stood by the door looking around. Everyone noticed him and other guards around scanning the area and this made people uncomfortable, including Isabella.
"Doesn't having the guards around all the time not make you nervous?"
"No, why should it?"
"It feels like something bad is going to happen. They look so…scary."
"I guess they have to look like that." Kagome shrugged. She did notice people looking at Haji and the other guards warily. "Maybe we should get the check. That lady over there has not touched her salad since it arrived."
She and Isabella laughed as they wrapped it up and parted ways a bit after. When Kagome arrived at home, the sun was setting. She looked out into Central Park from her balcony and sighed. She wished she could have stayed longer with the girls and Sesshomaru but she had to get back to work soon. She looked through a few cases seeing which one she should take next as she watched television in the living room. Haji and another guard Hiro were eating in the next room.
While she looked through files, Sesshomaru's words popped into her mind. 'Naraku is dead, Kagome.' She still couldn't believe it. Someone killed Naraku. She wasn't really fond of Naraku but he was Sesshomaru's business partner and school mate for most of his life, surely Sesshomaru was affected by this. Naraku was a womanizer and he gambled so she hated when he was in town and Sesshomaru would meet him. She knew Naraku would drag him to swanky places like strip bars and casinos. Sesshomaru never lied about it but sometimes she would argue with him about the situation. He would state that he wouldn't even look at girls like that, that had no respect for their bodies but still, Kagome was not convinced.
"And what if I went to a strip bar where men undressed in front of me and grinded their private parts on me. How would you feel?" she had argued.
Sesshomaru said nothing but he didn't go to another strip bar with Naraku since. But now, Naraku was dead, murdered in fact, and it was linked to Sesshomaru which meant, eventually, the danger would meet him face to face in no time. She couldn't concentrate and decided to watch television. She prayed that somehow this would be over and she would wake up the next day with Sesshomaru beside her.
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