By: Inuyasha4ev
Chapter 3- Why do I really stay?
"Mommy." Yasahiro, now three, called from his place in the backseat of the car. He was still small for his age, but he was full of energy. Just his smile brought Kagome such joy, she'd want to run out and buy him every toy in every catalogue. Which was what they were up to now. They were on their way home from a toy shopping spree, the trunk filled to the maximum with toy for the little boy. "Mommy!"
"Hold on." Kagome said to Miroku, a new friend, over her headset phone. Miroku Houshi was one of Sesshomaru's most appraised guards, though he, himself, wasn't praised by his Lord, the land loved him. He was a Kitsune and soon to marry Kagome's bestfriend, Sango. Glancing back at her son with an apologetic smile, she asked, "Yes, Yasa?"
He smiled, happy to have her attention on him. "What are you talking about?"
-He's always so curious.- Kagome thought with a grin. Her son was just what she thought he'd be and more. No matter how angry and upset Sesshomaru made her, one look from her son made her calm, joy rising in her stomach. She shrugged, "Eh, nothing much, my dear. I was just telling a friend that I'd see him soon."
Yasahiro frowned slightly. "Daddy yells a lot when you see men. I don't want him to yell at you."
"Your father will be fine." She assured him, happy that he was concerned for her. -But he shouldn't have to be. A three year old shouldn't worry about his mother getting yelled at or hit. But with Sesshomaru, everything changes. Atleast the sex for punishment has stopped.- "Miroku, I'll call you back, hun." She slowly pulled into he rdriveway, biting back a growl when she saw an oh-too-familiar car in the driveway.
Nodding with a smile, Miroku said, "Oh yes, Lady Kagome. And might I say, I look forward to bathing in your radiance. Good evening."
"Come, Yasahiro. Let's take your toys in to your room." She said, getting out of the car then helping him out. As they entered the house with his bags, her nostrils flared and burned at the heavy scent of female arousal. Hearing sneezing, she looked down to her son. She dropped the bags, picking him up and holding his face against her chest to block out the disgusting scent bothering her son. "That idiot makes it his life's business to annoy me." Laying her son on his bed, she whispered, "Stay here, okay. Mommy's going to talk to daddy." Pulling the door to what she thought was closed behind her, she entered her bedroom, finding her husband and his usual whore, Kagome trying to put their clothes on. "Kagura, could you excuse us?" She took a small breath, noticing than she smelled Kagura's cum, but not Sesshomaru's. She never smelled his. -Hm?-
"Sure. Goodbye, Lord Sesshomaru. Lady Kagome." She nodded at her before leaving. -That lucky wench. It should be me he lives with. I can fulfill him while she can't. Kami, I hate her!- She glared down at Yasahiro when she saw him creep out of his room and stand outside his parent's room. -That child should be mine.-
"What?" Sesshomaru questions, lying on the bed.
Kagome growled, "You imbecile, I told you we'd be back soon. Why the hell would you bring her over?! Her stench was hurting him! And what would it look like for him to walk in and see his father rutting with some whore?! Sesshomaru, you're supposed to be smarter than this!"
He shot up, grabbing her neck. "Do not think you have a right to question This Sesshomaru intelligence, wench."
Struggling to breath, she hissed, "Sesshomaru, you could have sex with all the wenches on the lands, and I wouldn't careless. But when your sex drive becomes visible to our son, I draw the line. You are going to scar him for life."
"You are simply upset that I don't touch you that way anymore, Kagome." He said silkily, puling her closer and churning her hips slightly.
"Don't flatter yourself. I don't give a shit how you touch me. If I had a choice, you would't at all."
He eyed her, sensing no lie, but a slight waver in her tone. -I have not had sex with her in three years, and yet I do not sense any tension within her. This must mean that she found a way to release it.- His eyes grew red. "Wench," He growled lowly, "who have you been rutting with?"
Kagome rolled her eyes. "Why does it matter?" She winced when his grip tightened.
Sesshomaru snarled warningly, scratching her neck gently with his claws. "Who have you rutted with?!"
Eyes flashing, she barked, "Oh, I don't know! Maybe it was Inuyasha, Koga, Naraku! You decide! Or was it all three?!" She felt his hand connect with her jaw and fell to the floor, holding onto her bruised cheek. "Y-you bastard." Both she and Sesshomaru looked up when they heard a whimper, finding Yasahiro in their doorway. "Yasa?" She got up quickly, pulling her into his arms. "What did you see, baby?" She frowned when he only continued to cry. "Come on, baby. Tell momma what you saw."
"E-e-everything." He sobbed, wrapping his arms around her and holding on tight. "You're hurt, mommy!"
"I'm fine. Your father and I were just kidding around, Yasa." She tried to calm him/
"Y-you're lying."
Sesshomaru watched silently, unsure of what to do. He never intended for his son to see that. Infact, he had hoped he'd never have to. But Kagome was being so damn provocative. She knew he hated Naraku, Inuyasha, and Koga. She knew he didn't like her being around them. She knew what she was getting herself into, and she said it anyway just to further frustrate him! This was her fault, as everything was. Were she a good, submissive wench like Kagura, things would be easier.
Kagome stood up, still cradling him to her bosom. "Sesshomaru, we are going to Sango's. We'll be back later." Not waiting for a reply, she left the house, purring Yasahiro to sleep.
(((((Skip to Sango's/ Kagome's POV)))))
"He saw?" Sango asks, staring at my son as he sleeps on her couch.
I nod. "He saw."
Sango hisses under her breath and looks up at me. "Tell me every thing, from the beginning."
I begin to fill her in. "We had gone home, and as usual Kagura's arousal stunk up the place. It was hurting Yasa's nose, so I told him to stay in his room, but he didn't. Anyway, I asked Kagura to leave. The wench left. So I started to lay it in on Sesshomaru. Well, Mr.High and Mighty called me jealous. And I am so not jealous. I mean, why would I be? After all thatbastard put me through and still puts me through, why would I want to make love with him. Anyway, then he suddenly asks me who I've had sex with. I assume it was because I don't have any sexual tension built up in me because we haven't had sex in years. I asked why it mattered who I was with. And he growled before asking again. I, being the person that I am, retorted, telling him it could've been Inuyasha, Koga, or Naraku. He got angry at my answer and slapped me. Then we heard Yasahiro crying in teh doorway."
"Oh, that poor little boy. And poor you. Kami, I wish I could sharpen my claws on that bastard!" I can always count on Sang to get as angry as I am. But for some reason, she calmed faster then usual. "But there's something to this. Why do you provoke him?"
"Hey! It's not like I try to make the guy hit me! It's just...I get so mad at him. And I know he's stronger than me. So I try to make my words hurt the bastard as much as possible. I really don't understand why he get's so angry when I mention those three, but I know that I can always use it to make him feel something. It's nice to see that smug face wiped off." I chuckle evilly. I know it's wrong of me. Two wrongs don't make a right. Yada, yada, ya. But he takes things too far. I will not bow down and submit to him.
Sango sighs. "That need to hurt him is going to be your undoing, Kagome." Looking up at me, she continues, "Why do you stay there, Kagome? The deal was that when you turned 22 in human years, you could leave him. You've been 22 in human years for a while. Why not just go?"
It's my turn to sigh. She makes it sound so simple, but it's not. "I can't just take Yasahiro away from him. Sesshomaru may be an ass, but that's his son. He loves him. I can tell."
"Kagome, there's something else. I think you've grown attached to him. I think you like Sesshomaru, may be even love him."
My eyes widen. "Sango, what the hell?! Have you lost your mind?! That imbecile can't have my heart?! Not after he hits me, yells at me, claims that I'm his, and cheats! There's no way in hell I could be in love with him! I mean, you have got to be insane to even think that I could feel anything for the cold, hearless, arrogant, egotistical, malicious..."
"Are you done?"
"No! Despicable, treacherous, smug bastard of an ice pick!" I huff, falling onto her couch, my chest rising and falling as I breathe.
Sango smirks. "Then why are you say hurt when he cheats. Do not say that you are not. I know that you are. And you hold hostility toward Kagura because she can have him."
I glare at her. My supposed best friend obviously knows nothing about me. "Sango, I'm his wife. I deserve some respect. And I'm pissed. How can he be gentle with her and, and scar me! I've bled myself unconcious countless times! Not to mention when he made me have Yasahiro early! Yet she gets the enjoyable sex?! How fair is that?!"
"See. You feel for him. You're jealous. And earlier, you said make love instead of rut. You love Sesshomaru."
I glare defiantly. "I do not...I can't, Sango...That'll only make it worse...I-I might...Oh, Sango, I love a heartless demon with a stick up his butt!" I cry, launching myself into her arms as tears rush from my eyes. "Anyone but him. I hate him. I hate living with him. I hate what he does to me. And I love him. How twisted is that?"
Sango strokes my hair. "Calm down, Kagome. Maybe he feels the same. I mean, he's obviously jealous. Everytime you're around Miroku, I see his eyes redden. The same goes for Inuyasha. I'm never around him when you two are with Naraku or Koga, but I'm sure the same happens. Sesshomaru's jealous."
"You think that ass could care?" I sniffle. "Of course not. If he did, he wouldn't hurt me so often."
"You'll never know unless you ask him." She smiles at me, rolling her eyes when the doorbell rings. "Come in!" She grins harder when she sees Miroku. "Hey, Miroku."
Miroku grins charmingly. "My dearest Sango, oh, and my second dearest Kagome. Look who I found outside?" He nods behind him and Sesshomaru step forward. "It's Sesshomaru. He pulled up just behind me."
"Sango." He says, gazing at her, then down at me. "Kagome, would you like to go now?"
"Come now, Sesshomaru. Sit down. Stay for a while and talk." Miroku says coolly, pointing to a couch.
Sesshomaru Hn's as usual and takes a seat, gesturing for me to sit beside him. He wraps his arm around my waist, gripping my hip slightly. He looks up when he hears Yasahiro yawn. "Yasahiro."
Startled, my son's eyes snap up. "D-daddy?" He scrambles up into my lap, sighing contently. "Everyone's happy now." He thinks aloud. I must say, it's amazing how children see something, and suddenly they get the idea that everything's perfect.
Sango glares at Sesshomaru. "So, Sesshomaru, how is your land behaving?"
"Well enough. Not many issues." He answers curtly, sighing inaudibly.
After sitting in uncomfortable silence for a bit, Miroku starts a conversation, "Kagome, that is a beautiful ring. Did Sesshomaru pick it out?" Miroku asks, reaching over the coffee table to take my hand and observe it further.
I smile. "No. I, um, Inuyasha gave it to me yesterday for my birthday." I can sense Sesshomaru shift as he leans over to look at the ring. "I'm not sure how many karats he said they contained. But, it's platinum, which means something. And these beautiful sapphires. I think it was so kind of him to give it to me so generously."
Miroku nods. "Oh, speaking of kind, where are my manners? I forgot how to greet a beautiful lady." He lowers his mouth and kisses my hand twice, earning him a slap across the head from Sango. "My dear, I was merely being polite."
"Polite is one kiss, you pervert!" She hisses, making him recoil.
"I could not help myself. She tastes sweet. Ow!" He rubs his head when she punched him, whil his other hand still grasps mine, that is until Sesshomaru snatches it back, holding my hand tightly and possesively.
I fight back the urge to wince at his grip. I smile softly when Yasahiro places a hand on Sesshomaru's to calm him, effectively getting my hand released slightly. I pet his head gently, trying to ignore the concerned looks Sango and Miroku are giving me. "Sesshomaru, are you ready to go?" Instead of answering, he stands and, holding my hand, moves toward the door. "I'll see you lovebirds another time." I send over my shoulder.
(((((Third Person/ Skip to home)))))
Kagome glided sliwly to her room, knowing Sesshomaru was awaiting her. Sliding in, she sat on the bed. -Maybe Sango was right. Maybe he does have feelings for me as well. He was jealous when Miroku held my hand. I can do this. It's just Sesshomaru. What's the worst that could happen? Tick tick tick tick I could be rejected.- She looked up from her thoughts to find him staring at her. Taking a deep breath, she began, "Sesshomaru, what waould you do if I said I loved you?"
"Love?" He asked, leaning on his elbow as he stares harder.
"You know, that emotion are always blabbing about. It's when you need someone. You don't think you could be without them. They make you happy in unimaginable ways...most of the time. It's an attraction, when something draws you to them other than the physical. What would you say?" She asked again, lookin gat him as though she could care less.
He chuckled. "I would laugh in your face, my dear." He waited a few seconds. "So when do you plan to tell me?"
Before I can get in a comeback, Yasahiro appears in the room, rubbing his eyes. "Momma, I had a bad dream."
Thanking Kami, Kagome got up and rushed to him. "It's okay. Momma will put you back to sleep." She took him to his room and sat in a chair, waiting for him to fall asleep and rocking him back and forth. When he did, she allowed herself to cry, pain stinging in her chest from the rejection. -Sango was wrong. And now I'm hurt even more. Why would I even think he could harbor feelings for anyone? I'm such an idiot.-
"And now you sob because I rejected you?" Sesshomaru hovered over her, his smug face in place.
Standing up, she glared at him angrily. "No. Maybe I'm crying because Naraku will probably say the same thing." She bit. All too quickly realizing her mistake. "I-I mean..."
Sesshomaru growled, his eyes burning bright red in the dark as he lifts his had to slap her. But before he could lay his hand on her face, he noticed his son in her arms. Forcing his hand to remain still, he smirked, then grabbing the back of her neck and pulling her into a kiss, biting on her tongue. His chest rumbled with repressed laughter when she whimpered. Pulling away, he said huskily, "Perhaps your punishment will return tomorrow, my wench. I see I have been far to lenient and calm by not punishing you these past years. Do not worry. I will make up for it. Lie him in the bed." After she had done as he asked, he led her back to their room and closed the door.
"You said tomorrow." She reminded him.
"Yes. It will be tomorrow." He nodded, lying down and pulling her closer to him. "I can not close the door to my own bedroom?"
Skeptically and hesitantly, Kagome allowed herself to relax in his arms. "Whatever. Goodnight then."
He smirked against the top of her head. "Good night."