YAY!!! I feel loved! I'm getting so many reviews for this story! It's insane! But it makes me super happy knowing how much people love this story, I remember when I first posted this on FF, and I went to check my mail like a couple hours after and I had like 20 emails either for reviews or my story being favorite-d! I'm all uber happy and I feel special! Thank you all so much! Arigato gozaimasu minna-san!!!
Ya know, with the summary of the story and all, I had a hard time picking a title. About thirty minutes after I started to write, I was all "The Art Of Romance." It was catchy and I thought it fit perfectly. I mean, if I read the title to the story and it didn't have a summary, I would be all like, "Hm, this sounds interesting, I think I'll read it." Or something along those lines. I just thought it was a cool title, and I thought you all should know.
Well, as I say, on with the story!
"lalala" - Speaking
"lalala" - Thinking
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Chapter 3
Surprise!
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'That pompous, egotistical, perverted, persistent son of a bitch! I can't believe him! Of all the… Argh! If he wants to play, then he better be ready for war!'
Kagome was seething. Needless to say she opted to sit as close to the door as possible, seeing as Sesshomaru's car only had two seats. Not only was she royally pissed, Sesshomaru had to make matters worse with that damn accomplished grin on his, 'oh so perfect' face. 'Damn him! When did he have to turn into such a pervert! He was never like this before I left! Why is he so different now?'
Kagome's rage eased somewhat as she thought about this. 'When did he change?' Ran through her mind over and over. Taking on a contemplative look, she relaxed somewhat and fully sat in her seat, Sesshomaru's presence completely forgotten.
'He was always so… Quiet. Never one to express himself. When did he change? It's like he's found a meaning in life. Like he's become something more than what he used to be. Sesshomaru, what happened to the old you?'
Kagome glanced at Sesshomaru from the corner of her eyes. She noted his well defined jaw line, the way it gave him a masculine look, yet somewhat feminine. The way his eyes slanted at just the right angle, as if they were forever narrowed and indifferent. Yet she saw so much emotion in them now, then when there was none there at all. Or was it that she just never saw it. She looked at his lips then. Those bloody, goddamned lips. The way the felt…
Kagome's face slowly grew from a slight pink, to a deep magenta, to a ripe tomato, and to what could be defined as the deepest, darkest shade of scarlet known to man. Quickly, anger once again rose into her, and she scouted closer to the window, much more than she had before. Cursing when she noticed that the windows seemed to be locked.
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They pulled up along the curb of Kagome's family shrine after about 20 minutes of what Kagome dubbed 'Kagome's evil thoughts that her mind made her think.' Which even she got confused by when she thought about it. As they both made their way out of Sesshomaru's car and up the shrine steps, Kagome began to feel a tension so thick, nothing could penetrate it. Glancing toward Sesshomaru she almost 'eeped.' The scathing look that he held was far from frightening.
'That whelp dare show himself here. This Sesshomaru will not tolerate his presence. He will leave immediately or face an untimely death.' Sesshomaru was beyond furious. That ingrate that he calls a brother dares to show himself to his Kagome after what he did. Surely he wishes for death, if not by him, then by the woman beside him. Sesshomaru would have to stay by Kagome throughout the entire party, not that he wasn't going to in the first place.
Reaching the top of the stairs, Sesshomaru and Kagome made there way to the house located to their right. As they neared, Kagome was deciding whether to make a run for the door and lock Sesshomaru out, or attack him and then make a run for the door and lock him out. She realized both attempts would be futile, as Sesshomaru would surely have the upper hand in both speed and strength.
Sighing in defeat, Kagome just put on her famous 'life sucks and I don't give a shit' smile and opened the front door. Only to be attacked by forty or so people. Questioning how much more physical contact she would experience today, Kagome forced her way through the crowd in search of one person, and one person only.
Her mother.
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"MOTHER!"
Kagome had finally managed to get everyone away from her, well mainly Sesshomaru scared everyone off. And thankfully the entire female population had taken refuge in her house at the moment and kept him at bay. She judged she had two minutes of peace before he got to her though. She needed to find her mother before that happened.
Heading to the kitchen, as was the sanctuary of her prestigious mother, Kagome sighed in relief for once. Only her mother was in the kitchen, as was a tantalizing array of food. Plopping down on a chair by the table she started to make herself a plate.
"That's for later dear. If you want something now you'll have to go in the living room. Though from your expression you need to talk to me."
Kagome's mother washed her hands off with a dish towel as she sat across from her daughter. Eyeing her speculatively as Kagome put her thoughts together. She new what she was going say before she even said it. She would give her answer and leave it at that. She had a homecoming party going on and she would not serve a cold dinner.
"Mom… Sesshomaru, well he's different. I mean, why did he pick me up and not you like you were supposed to. It's not that I, well I didn't and… This is harder than I thought."
Kagome looked at her mother as she gave a knowing smile.
"Kagome, he loves you. Much more than any one man could ever love you, or another woman for that matter. He wanted to be the first one to see you and you him when you arrived. He asked my permission to do so, and I gave it to him. Just give him a chance. Plus he's not bad to look at if I do say so myself, maybe it'd be possible to share."
"Mother!" Kagome was appalled at even the notion of what her mother said.
"Just be happy dear. That's all I want."
Kagome put her head in her hands. What was she going to do? She needed to get away. But her mother was right, all she needed was something to be happy about. What she wouldn't give for a husband and children, a family to call her own, that would make her happy. Very happy. But she be damned before she let Sesshomaru be that man, even if he was perfect, and caring, and sweet when he wanted to be.
'No. no. no! Bad Kagome! We've already had this discussion. We will not think such things… But he does love me. No! Ignore it. If he loves you, make him beg.'
Kagome's thoughts were cut short by a low growl and female voices. Looking up she found herself being pulled into two strong arms and smothered into a very masculine chest. Squeals of fury and rage could be heard throughout the house, as well as a door slamming a multiple of times. Groaning, Kagome tried to push herself away from who she knowingly deemed popsicle prick.
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Inuyasha sat on the couch in the living room eating some chips. He wanted to see Kagome and apologize for what he did. He had no idea the effect that a simple breakup caused her, and he wanted to make up for it by taking her out to dinner, hopefully tomorrow. He wanted to at least see her again. And keep her from Sesshomaru. He knew what he did and he be damned if Sesshomaru took Kagome without her knowing of his job.
Sure, it was a perk to have Sesshomaru as a porn star. He got to go to parties and meet some of the most beautiful women he'd ever seen; plus he was still waiting for that phone call from Maria Ozawa. He got a hard on just looking at her. Of course he would never tell that to anyone.
Inuyasha stopped mid-chip when a scent he knew all too well hit him. 'Kagome.' But before he could react to it another scent hit him as well, one that he should have been pissed off about if not for his thoughts of Kagome. Getting up he made his way to where the scent was strongest. Only to give off a warning growl in response.
There stood Kagome in Sesshomaru's arms. Rage was the last thing that ran through his mind as red consumed his vision.
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TBC…
Gah!!! I'm running out of ideas people! That's why this ended so short. I wanted to make it long, I really did, but mind's all blah, and like just post the damn story already. But I think I ended the chapter well. I love posting cliffhangers, just not reading them… As what most of you are probably thinking right now. Please don't hurt me! Who would post chapter four up!
As for the lemon… I'm thinking chapter five, I just can't see it in chapter four, sorry. But I am thinking to end with a slight lime in four and make it escalate into a full blown out lemon in five. But most of you are probably going "Die!" right about now, urging me to hurry the lemon up. But if I do that people won't have anything to look forward to, so… yeah… PLEASE REVIEW!!!
