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2. Dangerous Thoughts
"We could solve this like mature adults." Kagome's suggestion was met with an unanswered smile. His claws, long and sharp looking, played along the table as he rested his head on a closed fist. The silver hair that cut diagonally across the demon's eyes did little to soften his features.
The full blast of his quiet anger was potent and to any lesser person, or less annoyed person, it would have been a terrifying sight. Luckily, Kagome was a partial mixture of both at the moment, and instead of being frightened off by this big, bully of a demon it helped fuel her own frustration.
"Look," Kagome growled out tired of being meek. "I am not the one who stole your deed or whatever! Besides, you should have taken precautions. This is NOT my fault, Sesshomaru-sama." The jerk had been quick enough to educate her about his title. What, were they in the Sengoku?
"Indeed." His eyebrow rose at her declaration. Kagome felt her face flame.
"It's not!" Another declaration of her innocence wouldn't hurt for emphasis she supposed.
"I'm sure."
Jerk!
Inside Kagome seethed. A picture of her wringing his finely sculpted neck made her smile, and as if reading her devious thoughts the daiyoukai's expression darkened. Kagome swallowed pretending to be way too interested in delicate flora designs on her walls and sighed. She had a feeling that this youkai wouldn't show any mercy if she even tried to make her thoughts a reality. No matter how tempting such homicidal visions were, Kagome valued her life more...
"Though you claim to be innocent, the responsibility falls to you regardless." His terrible baritone voice broke the silence. "Maybe it should have been you, Higurashi-san, who should have taken precautions."
"When is your lawyer getting here again?" Because in another couple of minutes he WOULD be dead, life or no life.