Mr Brightside

by TheMadKatter13

SUMMARY~Unrequited love is always difficult. Especially when she's in love with your brother. AU. Sesshoumaru/Kagome.

DISCLAIMER~The rights to Inuyasha reside with Takahashi Rumiko and I receive no financial gain from the writing of this story.

AN~And here we re-introduce our angst that was (mostly) missing from the previous chapter. And since a few people are wondering how many chapters are going to be in this, I planned out the chapters based on titles (which are lyrics if that's escaped you by now) and so around 17. Also, sorry for the late-night update. I finally got a job after 4 months of unemployment and just started today, and it was a full 8 hrs on my feet, with 1 break and no food (it was my fault; I wasn't hungry and we were so busy I just forgot; the job is fun though).

04 Now I'm Falling Asleep and She's Calling a Cab

Sesshoumaru was slowly drawn from his rest by cool air currents dancing along his heated skin as he regained consciousness. His ears pricked up at the sound of Kagome's voice in a weird echo-she was probably in the bathroom-and he allowed himself a little bit more rest while he had the luck to be surrounded by her aura.

"I really don't know what to do, Sango," he heard her say. The youkai realized she must be on the phone. He heard Sango sigh over the phone.

"I wish I could tell you, Kagome. I'm sorry to say but Inuyasha really hasn't changed since he hit puberty but we both know that." Sesshoumaru flinched, a sudden dread coming over him about the direction of the conversation. "I mean, you can either forgive or forget. Those are kind of your only options." He heard a sigh from Kagome this time.

"Hey, can you do me a favour?" he heard her ask, a clear change of topic. He heard the demon slayer descendant hum in response. "If anyone asks, anyone, can you please say I spent the night at your place last night?" the miko begged and he frowned, feeling the sadness that had been pushed back by her presence at his side well up again.

"What? Why?" He could hear Sango's surprise even from where he lay. "And where did you sleep last night anyway?"

"I don't want to talk about it. I've got to go, though. I'll talk to you later, ok?" He wasn't sure but it sounded like Kagome was about to cry and the sadness swelled even more.

"Fine. Avoid it for now if you want but I'll get it out of you eventually!" she threatened. Kagome gave a weak laugh and a moment later the two hung up. Right after the phone call ended, he could hear Kagome calling a cab to his home.

Sesshoumaru lay frozen in the bed as he heard the bathroom door open and the smell and humidity of a fresh shower washed over him. He automatically tried to sniff out Kagome's scent and his scent upon her skin only to be greeted with the smell of unscented soap, and vaguely, her scent under that. For the scent to be that strong, she would have had to scrub vigorously and for a long time. His beast cried out in grief. Both he and his beast knew what her actions meant: she was going back to the mutt. Soft footfalls approached the bed and he could feel her standing there. Watching him. The scent of salt hit his nose and she knew that she was shedding tears, but he couldn't understand why. He could feel her fingers play with the tips of his hair, so lightly he wouldn't have know if he hadn't been waiting for it.

"Oh, Sesshoumaru," her voice barely a whisper on her lips, spoken so differently than she had last night. "I'm so sorry." Sorry? What was she sorry for? Sorry for giving him hope before breaking his heart? No. That wasn't fair. She still probably had no idea that he loved her like he did. She probably thought that it had been her using him last night, as opposed to the other way around like it had really happened.

He didn't know how long she stood there but for once, he no longer wanted her near him. He wanted her to just leave so that he could mourn what he got a glimpse of but would never have. Even for his long life, it felt like an eternity before she finally walked out of the bedroom, the door shutting with a click of finality. He held himself together as he tracked her presence outside of his range and he let out a howl of despair so deep that all humans within a mile shuddered and held their loved ones closer, and the demons in an even greater range felt his sadness reverberate within their own souls.

TBC

Sooo...I've never written angst before so I'm really trying here but I can't tell if it's sad enough. Again, constructive criticism is deeply appreciated, and don't forget to review after reading! Thanks!

Update next week.