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A Sinners Truth
She stands beside her little silver Highlander, one hand pressed against the drivers door, the other holding her keys limply at her side. The house before her looms dangerously, sneering at her discretions.
She drags in a deep breath, her hand leaving the car door to brush back stray bangs, and she walks forward to enter the house, plopping her keys down upon the small end table in the entrance hall.
The sound raises a hoot from somewhere within the house and before she can even blink, a blur comes darting around a corner and nearly knocks her over in excitement.
"Momma! Where ya been? I missed you! Daddy said you had to work again and he just left to go to the store and I thought I was going to be here all alone but now you're here so I won't get bored and daddy only played with me a littile and my friend isn't home and I want to play some more…. Wanna play?"
Wide eyes peer expectantly up at her, bright almost orange red hair strewn out upon his head in a mess. It takes her a few minutes to comprehend everything he has said in a single breath and when she does, she smiles…. But with a small sigh.
"Alright, Shippou dear. Let me just go get changed out of my wok clothes and I will go outside and play with you. Ho watch some TB while I get ready, alright hun?" The tired tone doesn't quite reach the bouncy child as he squee's and darts off again to the living room, leaving her to shake her head and turn to the right to clomp up the stairs.
The bedroom she enters is through wide double doors, but it does not impress her any longer. Her eyes roam over the dark burgundy walls and rich oak furniture without really seeing, and she mutely strolls into the large walk in closet.
Her side is to the left and she barely even sees the grey, black, and blue suits hanging sharply on the right. The shelves built in below her hanging clothes holds her jeans and t-shirts, all folded in perfect 6x12 inch squares.
She pulls a random pair of jeans and a t-shirt, stepping out of her high-heels as she leaves the closet. Her button up white shirt is stripped off and left on the floor as soon as she places her 'play clothes' on the bed, her skirt following suit.
She stands there, blankly, then gets dressed in a mechanical way. She wonders, only for a heart-beat, when her husband will be home, as she goes back downstairs to play with her son.
"So she's gone home?" Miroku asks over the strangely silent phone, his right hands' pointer finger and thumb massaging the bridge of his nose. He can't think any differently about his friend and yet he cannot imagine what he would do if his wife was cheating on him…..
"That's no fair, momma! S-s-stop tickling me!" The little red head rolls around, trying to get away from her as she laughs and continues her onslaught of tickles, both of them beginning to get green stains on their clothes from the grass.
"I caught you! Now you have to pay the price!" She pauses so that he can catch his breath and then she continues, more so than before, his small hands fumbling desperately for her own.
"She departed around a half and hour ago." Sesshomaru picks at a few keys on his laptop, not reall focusing on his work. What was the point anyways? There was no use in doing it now if he had another day to get it completed.
He stops with a heavy, frustrated sigh and his eyes fall to the side where a quite large diamond ring still rests. He picks it up, turning it around in his hand as he blankly states his fact to his friend.
"She left her ring."
They collapse to the ground, both breathing hard and chuckling. The clouds move lazily in the sky, forming shapes that resemble all sorts of things. Shippou's voice peeps out into the air. "Momma, I see a bunny in the sky!" Sure enough, she finds the bunny frolicking in the clouds.
Before her eyes, however, the cloud shifts and breaks, forming into something completely different. "It's a dog now." The statement seems so simple, so innocent. If only life were like the shapes in the clouds.
"She… left her ring? That could not bode well, good friend." Miroku groans and finally rolls out of his bed, yawning widely as he scratches at his thigh. The phone is quiet again, but he knows that all he has to do is wait until Sesshomaru is ready to say something else.
He is not prepared, however, for what his friend says. "I kept it from her. She didn't remember it because I didn't remind her."
She heard his car before she heard the front door close. She sits up from her relaxed position on the ground, peering into the kitchen through the glass back door, watching as he saunters in and puts the groceries on the island.
Shippou jumps up, immediately re-energized, and runs in through the doors singing, "Papa's home! Papa's ho-o-ome!" With another sigh she heaves herself off of the ground and moves in through the door, stopping just inside as Shippou bounces up into his fathers arms, his own linked behind his neck.
"Guess what, daddy! Momma played with me the whole time you were gone!"
The sound of a door opening in the background of Miroku's phone makes Sesshomaru stand and begin pacing. How is he supposed to talk to Miroku with his wife home? A small growl emits from his throat as he waits, Miroku's muffled voice speaking to his wife.
Finally he comes back on the phone, speaking softer. "What do you mean? Are you purposely trying to have her husband find out? This is a dangerous game you are playing!" Sesshomaru snorts, waltzing into his kitchen and fishing around for the coffee.
"I missed you while you were at work, my darling." She stands there with a fake dazzling smile as he places their son on the ground and moves forward, enveloping her in a strong hug, his face pressing into her hair. "It was a long day without you. How did it go?"
Kagome blinks slowly, registering his words as her arms move up to curl slowly and slack around his torso, her eyes staring a hole into the wall behind him, her false cheery voice sounding awkward in her ears.
"It was fine, if not a bit frustrating. The fax machine broke down twice and my printer refused to work." The lies come easy now.
The crackling of the coffee pot makes Miroku roll his eyes. Ah yes, he had forgotten about Sesshomaru's new addiction to black coffee, courtesy from the lady of whom they are speaking. It is a good thing Miroku has stepped outside, for the next comment made has him gaping at his cell phone….
"I hope he finds out."
His hands travel down her arms to her hands and he squeezes at them as he steps back, smiling. She watches in curiosity as his smile fades and he looks down at her hands, brows furrowed. "Kagome… where is your ring?" She draws a blank as her eyes fall and the lie slips out as easily as all of the others.
"I took it to be cleaned." She hopes the blush on her face is not evident.
So yeah. End.