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Kagome felt numb. No, numb was not quite right. She could feel something: Pain. Excruciating pain that would not disappear no matter how much she willed it to. She could still see their faces, sneering and cursing at her. She knew she was unwanted. They made sure she knew. She ran but she knew they would come for her. They would not let their toy go. It seemed that she was just destined to live in hell for as long as she lived. But instead of a burning inferno, she saw darkness but she supposed it would have to do. She didn't really see the difference anymore. Her life could be described as just that: Black as night, with the occasional splash of the color she loathed.
Oh how she missed her piano. She had found her old pianoforte when she was 5. The old instrument was missing a few keys but nonetheless, the minute she played the first key, she fell in love. The piano reminded her of herself: abandoned, tortured and shrouded in black but despite all this, it could still play beautiful music. She devoted herself to sneaking off when no one was around to torture her and learned how to play the instrument that became her best friend. It was as if it was the only way God could show he still loved her and she would be forever gratefully. Her biggest regret when she ran was that she had not taken her treasure with her. She had spent hours crying into the old keys before she said her goodbyes.
Now she was all alone, with nothing to soothe her pained and tormented heart. But still, she wouldn't let the darkness over take her. They might have broken her physically but by God she would fight to live…even if it killed her.
She didn't know where she was. All she could remember were the beatings…and the cars…they came at her. Then she saw darkness all over again.
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Sesshomaru was beginning to fear that he was obsessed with the girl. His favorite past time was to stare at her as she slept. Sesshomaru didn't know why but something about this girl called to him, like a moth to a flame. He spent hours just stroking her innocent face. He longed for her to open her eyes. But they stayed closed.
Sesshomaru growled and focused on the work he had in front of him. Yoshiro had begun to threaten him, saying that Sesshomaru needed his partnership and couldn't just disrespect him with refusing to work with him.
Honestly, the whole thing was just insulting. The idiot even went as far as to try and sue him. The fact that Yoshiro claimed that it was he who needed him was almost laughable. The only reason why Sesshomaru even proposed the deal was because Yoshiro was an old friend of his father's. But the old man had over stepped his boundaries and now he was paying the price.
He ripped the deal Yoshiro had sent him and tossed it in the trashcan by his desk. Checking his watch he saw the time: 9:36. He would leave in a few hours. He needed to see his angel and calm his anger.
A faint knock sounded on the door.
"Enter." Sesshomaru answered.
Kagura sauntered in and walked to stand in front of his desk. She was finally going to have the man she had lusted after for the past 2 years and he was going to bed her, no man could resist her.
Sesshomaru glanced expectantly at her.
"Sesshomaru-"She purred. "I was wondering-"
"No." Sesshomaru growled out.
Kagura was not deterred but her seductive smile faltered for a second.
"You and I have been working for so long and I was wandering if you wanted to go for a drink when we are both done with work, at your home." She offered, reaching over the desk to snake her hand down his massive chest.
"Kagura, I will say this once. I will never, bed or fuck you nor will I ever see you outside of work. If you dare to suggest something like that again you will find yourself out of a job faster than I can write your last paycheck. Am I clear? Good. Now get out before I start writing that paycheck." He replied coldly and slapped her hand away from his person.
Kagura's face promised retribution for his blatant rejection but she still stomped out of his office—an impressive feat considering the seven-inch heels she had on—and slammed the door behind her.
Sesshomaru sighed and ran a hand through his long white hair.
He felt something buzz in the pockets of his pants and pulled it out. The screen of his personal phone flashed with his home phone number. It must have been Kaede. But what was she doing calling him while he was at work when he clearly told her not to. What could be so important that it couldn't wait till he got home?
He answered the phone and put it next to his ear.
"What?!" He all but screamed.
"She is awake sir." She answered.
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