By: Inuyasha4ev
Chapter 8: Just go, Sesshomaru.
Miroku dropped Kagome's last box in her new vacant livingroom. He had been working since two days before with no breaks. It was his punishment for groping Kagome at teh auction weeks before. Falling to the floor, he sighed heavily. "Kami, Sango dearest, Kagome has so many things."
Sango smirked, kicking her lecherous boyfriend in the side. "Get up. Kagome will be back in an hour or two, and she wants everything to be unpacked by then. And it's your job to see to it that her wishes are fulfilled. So stop lollygagging and get to work." She snickered when he groaned.
"Oh, but Sango, my darling, I want to rest!" he whined piteously.
"Miroku, go now." She pointed up the stair, glaring and scowling at him. Her scowl was soon replaced with a smile when he got up and did as ordered. "You're such a good boy when you're tired. I must remember to keep you this way. There are plenty of chores to be done around our home." Sango couldn't help but laugh when she heard him groan loudly. "Let this be a lesson, lech!"
(((((Kag's POV)))))
"What do you mean 'divorced'?!" Yasahiro cries, causing me to cringe at his high-pitched voice and tears. "Why would you divorce him?! He's sorry! And he wants us to be a family!"
I whimper, ashamed that I crushed my sweet little boy's heart this way. I pull up at our new home and cradle him to me. "Sweetheart, mommy and daddy had some problems."
He sobs heavily into my chest. "Problems?! What kind of problems?!"
"Problems that couldn't be fixed. Mommy was aggrieving so..."
"What's aggrieving?"
I smile sadly, stroking his head. "It's when someone's heart is hurting really badly. I didn't want this to affect you this way, darling." His tears wound me. He just can't and won't understand. I can no longer force myself to be with Sesshomaru to make my darling son happy. It has been killing me from the inside.
"B-but you were supposed to be happy! We were supposed to be a happy family! What about the lots and lots of brothers and sisters you were going to give me?!" He gnaws on my finger, a habit he kept from his infant days.
I stiffen at his words. Brothers...and sisters? Crushing him to my body, I answer, "There won't be lots and lots, Yasa. I'm sorry. I just...I can't stay with daddy anymore."
Yasahiro pouts, tears still racing forth from his eyes and cascading down his face. "Daddy's really sad because he says you don't love him. He loves you. I talked to him on the phone last night too. He sounded so sad and weak and tired."
I'm about to speak when I hear a crash coming from within our home. "We'll finish talking later, okay? Let's go see if Uncle Miroku has torn our house apart already?" Getting out of the car, I wipe his eyes and place him on my hip. Upon entering the house, I notice that everything downstairs is in place. Hmm, well done, Miroku. Once we reach the kitchen, I notice said lech struggling to quickly clean up a broken wineglass. "Miroku?"
"Agh! Kagome! I, um...My darling, I've never seen you look so gorgeous as you do this evening." He kisses my cheek and hugs me.
"Baka! You're more than lucky that I don't care about the glass, and that I love compliments." I giggle. "So let's finish unpacking. By the time we're done, your sife ought to be back with the food for the house warming party. And I want to thank you for helping with the party even though it isn't part of your punishment, This is sooo sweet of you." I smile thankfully.
Miroku's perverted smile nearly makes me take a step back. "Sweet enough to get a grip?"
I hesitate, and before I can answer, he fondles my buut. "Hentai!" I punch him in the chest. "Wait until Sango returns. But in the meantime, get him, Yasa!" I smirk as Yasa leaps from my arms with a mischievious smile and starts to pumble Miroku. "That is so leaving a scar."
(((((Skip ahead hours/ Still Kag)))))
"Thanks for coming, guys. You don't know how stressed I've been. Now, I can finally relax in my own home instead of Inuyasha's crappy guestroom!" I announce, sipping my water.
"Hey, my pad wasn't crappy! You're lucky I let you stay there so long!" Inuyasha quips, kissing my lips tenderly, which is strange for Inuyasha.
My father pats my head affectionately and nips my cheek. "You've got a lovely house here, my darling girl pup, but why aren't you with Sesshomaru?"
Luckily, I'm saved by the bell...or more like the song. Gladly, I excuse myself and answer my cellphone. "Kagome speaking."
"Kaaah-goo-meee..." Naraku drawls, the way he always says my name. And it never fails to turn me on.
"Naraku," I can't stop the girlish blush from sizzling on my warm cheeks, "hi."
"My dear, I am terribly sorry. The doctor need to question me about Kagura. I will be unable to make it." His voice sounds a tad angry. Perhaps he would rather be with me than Kagura's doctors.
"Oh." I manage.
"Do not sound so disappointed, my darling. I swear I will make this up to you. How about I make this up tomorrow. Say...Breakfast at seven?"
I nod happily though he can't see me. "Breakfast...at seven."
"Until then, my Kagome."
"Yes. Until then...my Naraku." Shoving my phone in my pocket, I groan and rush to answer the door when I hear someone knock. "S-sesshomaru?"
(((((Third Person)))))
"What are you doing here?" Kagome asked, trying to ignore the fact that everyone had quieted and turned to watch the obvious eventual firework show.
Sesshomaru cleared his throat. "Kagome, we need to talk."
-Must he ruin everything? I was happy. I felt good. And he's ruining my mood.- "No. The second you signed the divorce papers, I became no longer obligated to answer your questions." -It is raining. And he is soaked. M-maybe I should let him in."
"Kagome, onegai."
"I have guests, Sesshomaru. Thanks for stopping by though. It meant so much." She tried to close the door, but he rose a hand and stopped it.
Shaking his head lightly, Sesshomaru took her hands in his, stepping into the house and closing the door with his foot. "They do not matter. I simpyl wish to have audience with you. Allow me to speak." He rubbed her jaw with the back of his hand.
Kagome could only nod as she moved away from him. "Speak. Tell me why your'e here."
"I've come to apologize...for the many things I've done."
-Oh, and the pulcritudionous amount of things you have done indeed.- "Honestly? Because I thought you thought you had done no wrong."
Sesshomaru breathed. "I know what I have done." He knew all too well the turmoil he had forced her to endure. "I have done nothing but wound you since our wedding day. That night, I literally snatched your virginity from you. I cared not for the pain you felt. I've purposely rutted with you too roughly as a deranged means of punishment, ignoring the blood you spilled, even forcing you to sit and have dinner with our families that evening."
Blinking back tears, Kagome asked, "Cant you tell me why? Why would you continously punish me for crimes I didn't know I had even comitted."
"My envy of Naraku reached new heights."
"Envy of Naraku? What has that got to do with me?"
"There were countless times that you smiled at him. You've laughed at the things he has said. You blush when you are near him. You've never once smiled or laughed so melodically for this Sesshomaru. You do not willingly allow my touch as you do his. You do not blush at my every glance as you do his. Your giggles, your smiles, your body, your blushes...they should have been reserved for me and me only."
Kagome growled, her eyes flashing crimson. "You put me through that pain because of a few smiles, giggles, and flushes?! Maybe I would have done those things for you if you had even remotely shown at least a percent of the kindness Naraku shows me!" She clenched her fists, spatting, "Your jealousy caused Yasahiro's premature birth, Sesshomaru. Naraku's lips hardly touched my cheek and you, you tore through me so mercilessly."
Sesshomaru's chest tightened as he nodded curtly. "And I am remorseful for that. I've done so much to harm you and our son. I can not count the many times I've slapped you, broken a bone, spilled your blood." He neglected the many outraged auras that surrounded him.
"You can stop, Sesshomaru." Kagome whimpered. She didn't want to hear it. It would only play over and over again before her and in her dreams. She'd relive it continuously.
"To avoid the shame that I felt at the time. I mentally blamed you, hence the lack of sex with you for three years. Instead, I slept with Kagura. I did so in attempt to get revenge on you and Naraku. In my dreams...when my eyes were lose, I could see you, my wife, being unfaithful with him...and it angered me to the point where I needed to hurt someone."
"And you hurt me. Was it worth it, Sesshomaru. Was it worth it when our son slipped on that whore's thong and fell down the stairs?!" She snarled, pointing up the stairs. "OUR son would have bled to death were he a human and not a demon! And even being a demon, he could have suffered brain damage! There was so much of his blood on the floor, Sesshomaru! And he cried for days because you, his father, was to busy rutting with that wench to catch him! Had Kagura's disgusting scent not clouded our whole damn house, maybe you would've smelled his gore, you bastard!" She mentally chided herself for allowing him to place tears in her eyes.
Sesshoamru's eyes narrowed as he became defensive. "That was not my intention, Kagome! I only wished to harm you! I had not expected our son to be harmed in the process! And I am disgusted with myself for allowing such to happen. Yet, I wish for you to feel the sting of betrayal that I felt!"
"I never betrayed you, Sesshomaru! I was ignorantly faithful to you!"
"I felt as though you had cheated me!"
Kagome stepped toward him. "Ugh, you are so thick! And to think, some sick, twisted part of me actually felt something toward you!" Sighing, she closed her eyes to stop the rain of tears. "I loved you, Sesshomaru. I loved you so much that it hurt. And I patiently waited, hoping childishly that there might be a day that you would love me back. And we could be happy together, like the real family Yasahiro wanted us to be. But who was I kidding? To you, love is only a myth, a useless, human myth at that. Just go, Sesshomaru. I don't feel like being so upset right now, so get out."
Sesshomaru ignored her demand, dropping to his knees before her. He wanted so badly to make her happy again. "Kagome, I need you. I need Yasahiro. I long for you, to hold you once again. My life is empty without you." He encircled his arms around her legs, burying his face in her stomach. "Don't turn me away. Forgive me. Be my wife again. Be patient. Wait for the love you desire. I..." he still couldn't bring himself to say it, especially not with so many watching. He had shown enough weakness for one night.
Kagome sobbed, "We're divorced, Sesshomaru."
"We will get remarried."
"I'm sorry, Sesshomaru. We just...we can't."
Sesshomaru frowned deeply, standing and holding her against him. "We can. It is simple. You will return your things to our home, and we will forget that we ever parted." He leaned down and crushed his lips into hers.
Against her mind's will, Kagome kissed back. Her lips parted and she allowed his tongue to delve into her mouth as she locked ehr arms behind his neck. Never before had Sesshomaru kissed her so gently, so passionately. It nearly made her lose her mind. "No." She mumbled into his mouth. She felt her miko energy gathering within her and a barrier formed around her, forcing Sesshoamru back. Gasping, she drew it back in, feeling her stomach burn from the connection of miko energy to her demon stomach. "D...did it harm you, Sesshomaru?"
"No." He replied softly, a little shocked my what had happened.
"You can go, Sesshomaru."
Slightly buzzed by the cognac he had drank to give him the courage it took to approach her, the normally stoic Sesshoamru allowed his shock at being turned away to show on his face. 'Kagome, dear, I have apologized. I have admitted to my crimes before you and your guests. I wish for you to return home. I've asked for you to simply wait for me to grow accustomed to this love you speak of."
Kagome looked into his eyes. "One, I am home. Two, why would I wait when I have Naraku, who is capable of loving me now? Speaking of Naraku, you should leave because I want to get to bed early. I have breakfast with him tomorrow."
Eyes glowing a rouge red, Sesshomaru growled lowly. "Onigumo?! How many times have you been out with him?"
"I've been on seven dates with my Naraku." She opened the door. "You may go."
"Kagome, I can offer you so much more that that halfling could ever."
"Sesshomaru, you only care now because you fear that I will move on. You should have known that I wasn't going to be around for the rest of your life just so you could walk over me." She pushed him out. "And that's not even close enough to the love my heart craves, desires, and throbs for. Goodbye." She slammed the door, leaning against it with ehr eyes closed.
Sesshomaru dropped to his knees outside, gasping in pain. Damn it! Why wouln't she love him anymore?! Why was she so consumed with Naraku?! Why did it hurt so much?! W-why was water soming from his eyes? Sesshomaru sniffed. -I am crying. I have not wept since mother's funeral. And yet now...I must have her back. No other woman can affect me in such a way. I enjoy feeling...at most times. She is the only demoness who can make me feel. I need her. I love her.- He contined to cry silently.
Yasahiro flew downstair, Sango's neice and nephews, Rin, Shippo, and Kohaku, jsut behind. He ran towards the door, but Kagome caught him while he was still a few feet away. "Mommy! Daddy's outside!"
"I know."
"Why can't I see him?!"
"Now...isn't the time."
Yasahiro growled. "Why are you so mean to him?! He's sorry for whatever he did! He's really sad! I can feel it in my blood! And he loves you! He's actually trying, but not you! You're breaking us up and ruining everything! What's wrong with you?! Ugh, let go! I hate you!" He ran for it when Kagome let him go, sipping out the door and slamming it behind him.
"H-he hates me?" Kagome whispered, sliding to the ground as her eyes collected tears.
Sango reached out to touch Kagome, but her hand hit a barrier. "He doesn't hate you, Kagome. He just can't deal with the situation yet."
"Stop lying to me! He hates me!" She sobbed freely, standing up. "Fine! If he wants to stay with his father, so be it! He can go live with him! Have fun, Yasahiro!" She fled up the stairs, slamming her door, and falling on the bed.
SsSsSsSs
Naraku sighed, caressing Kagome's hand. "Mari, it seems as though your mind is elsewhere. Tell me, what has my darling's mind on anything other than me right now.
Kagome girnned apologetically, mentally cursing herself for ignoring him and allowing ehr mind to wander. "Forgive me, Naraku. It's my son. Yesterday, he...he tod me he hated me and took off with Sesshomaru. It just hurts so much."
"Oh, my dear. Why don't we go to my home and talk about it?" He questioned, already calling for the check.
"i'd love to, Naraku. I really need to talk." She snagged his hand after he smacked down some yen and dragged him away. Not paying atention, she ran into someone. "I'm sorry." She bowed.
"Forget about it, Lady K."
Kagome shot up. "B-bankotsu?"
Bankotsu glared at Naraku. "I thought you only had to go on one date with Lord Naraku."
"I did. And I enjoyed it so much that I went on a few more."
He nodded. "oh. That explains why Lord Sesshomaru locks himself up in his office when he is home. And he won't even enter the room you two shared without howling in pain." He said sadly. He was worried about his Lord. Nothing ever affected his lord in such a large way.
Naraku shrugged. "He had his chance with my Kagome, and he ruined the relationship like a fool. I really should thank him, though, shouldn't I, 'Gome?" Naraku placed a sensual kiss to Kagome's neck.
A blush rose on her previously sad face and she cleared her throat. "Ahem. Well then, see you later, Bankotsu. Come, Raku-kun."
SsSsSsSs
Kagome smiled upon entering Naraku's bedroom. "It's so...not what I expected." She had expected dark colors, not this beige and cream.
"Yes. I assume no would would have guessed. Now, what happened?"
Kagome spoke for about twenty minutes, filling him in on every detail. She happily answered any questions that he had, because it meant that he was listening to her.
"Ah. That would scar to hear such words. Where does it hurt the most?" He nodded when Kagome placed her hand over her heart. "Mm hm. I lnow of a way to fix that, and cheer you up. You see, when I was younger and cried to my mother concerning some scar of wound, she would kiss it. Ket us see if her method still works." he unbuttoned her shirt and hissed her chest, sucking softly. "Is that better?"
"Yes. But now my neck hurts. In fact, my whole body is in pain." She whispered in his ear."
Naraku chuckled. "Well then, I suppose I must kiss your entire body. Ther must be somethings easier though. Ah, I know. Shall we make love, my dear?"
"Make love?" Kagome asked with wide eyes.
"Why yes, my dear. I do fear that I may be falling in love with you."
"And I may be falling in love with you as well, Naraku." Lowering her lids, she leaned foreward slightly, electricity flowing through ehr when their lips connected. "Let's make love, my Naraku."
SsSsSsSs
"My Lord! My Lord!" Bankotsu knocked hurriedly on Sesshomaru's office door.
"Enter." Sesshomaru put his liqour away, allowing his beast to breathe a little, a sure fire way to sober up any demon. "What is it, Bankotsu?"
"I just ran into Lady Kagome and Lord Naraku?"
"And?" Sesshomaru asked with peaked interest.
Bankotsu gulped, backing toward the door. "They are closer than we thought. He kissed her in public, and she blushed. She even called him -kun. And when they left, they headed in teh direction of his home, not hers."
Sesshomaru angrily processed the information. "Get out."
"My Lord."
"Go now!" He roared, watching Bankotsu scramble out before drowning his sorrows in the remainder of his drink. He would have Kagome, and he knew just the day to get her back.
SsSsSsSs
"Yes. Kisses still work." Kagome panted against Naraku's chest.
Naraku held her nude body closer to his own. "Yes. It makes me hope that you are in pain again soon."
"Yes." Kagome laughed, then winced, clutching ehr shoulder. "Ugh. It was a joke."
Naraku frowned. "Are you alright, my Kagome?"
"No. THe junction where my neck meets my shoulder is aching." She said through clenched teeth. "This pain is unbearable." Kagome whimpered, clutching her shoulder tighter.
Naraku kissed her forehead. 'Shhh, calm down. Let me see, Kagome." He removed her hand, kissing her flesh lightly. "It is turning blue. Are you feeling well?"
"I...H-hai. I'm fine. Just hold me please." Her following whimpers were muffled by his chest as he held, soothed, and clamed her.
-My Kagome. I fear that my theory of your problem is, is correct. Please. Do not let it be so.-