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 now some more from Kagome, since we really haven't heard that much from her so far.
12 Swimming Through Sick Lullabies
Even though she had been sitting for a vast majority of the evening, her feet still hurt from wearing high heels, a shoe type she was altogether unfamiliar with wearing-just stick her in a pair of jeans and some sneakers and she was ready-to-go-and-raring girl-but when one went to something as fancy as a show-and-dinner, there was a certain dress code to abide by. But then one also had to sit and listen to Inuyasha complain about wearing a suit for several, several hours on end and didn't that just get the mind whirring about your own discomforts.
After the show and the dinner, they had gone to the hotel as planned and had an intimate romp in the sheets, but once they were done, Inuyasha had gotten bored with their surroundings and demanded they go home like a petulant child. She was glad Katsuya was so mature because she wasn't sure if she could handle two Inuyasha. And so they had driven home in the dead of night, Inuyasha's pout dissipating the closer they got, Kagome herself only getting more tired in her eagerness to get to bed. Inuyasha actually opened her car door for her, but then bounded to the front door, unlocking it and slipping inside without waiting. As she crossed the threshold, she just caught sight of her husband as he disappeared up the stairs. She couldn't help the sigh that escaped her lips as she finally pulled the pumps from her feet, her soles welcoming the cool, flat tiles of the entryway with grace. She loved her husband, and she knew that he was unlikely to change for the greater part of their early years, but his insensitivity still stung from time to time. Locking the door behind her, she carrier her shoes and her pumps as she lightly tread the stairs to their room, setting the objects under her vanity. Inuyasha was already passed out just barely under the duvet and with a small smile, she fixed the fabric over him before silently departing the room to check on her son.
She approached the room with light steps on her tip-toes, trying to be as silent as she could as to not awaken her son, whose senses seemed to (aggravatingly enough) rival Sesshoumaru's, and it made sneaking up on him or checking up on him hard at times. Her aura was already cloaked by habit from spending an entire evening in mixed company with turbulent thoughts and she wouldn't bother to release the cloak until she was safely slipping into dream-land. As she got closer, a frown of confusion creased her brows at finding light spilling from the cracked doorway. And the closer she got, the easier she found she could hear the quiet voices lurking just under the light.
"Do you think momma will ever know, papa?" Her frown deepened. Who was Katsuya talking to? His father was already asleep in their bed, his loud snoring negating more telling than youkai senses.
"Know what?" She almost couldn't contain a sound of confusion and surprise as Sesshoumaru responded to the inquiry. Surely she had misheard the title at the end of her son's question...
"That you are my father, and that Inuyasha is my uncle." His tone was blatant, factual, no argument to be had. Katsuya was...Sesshoumaru's son? Suddenly, her mind was a-whirl with the actions of her friend during her pregnancy, and after. All those times when she had giggled at how her son took more after his uncle than his father. All the looks both her and her son had been given by Sesshoumaru's unnervingly intelligent eyes.
"I do not know, Katsuya. Inuyasha has yet to figure it out, and I doubt he ever will. And so I doubt Kagome will ever know." Her hand slipped over her mouth.
"But should we not tell her?"
"You are her son. She will love you all the same. She will you all the same. But if she knows, she would feel guilty, and she would tell Inuyasha. If she told him, it is likely that their marriage and their Mating shall be ruined. If that were to happen, she would no longer be happy. And we do not want that for her, do we?" Her eyes filled with tears that she wouldn't let fall.
"No. We only want momma to be happy," her son responded, his voice chipper.
"That is right. We only wish for her happiness." There was a pause.
"Do you love her, papa?" There was no response but her mind breathed the answer she knew he would never voice: Yes. Her son seemed to reach the same conclusion. "Then what about your happiness? You wish to be her Mate, yes?"
"When she is happy, I am pleased," was the response, and she knew the answer to her son's second question as well: he would be her Mate if he could. How long had he felt like this? Her head spun with the revelations and her knees grew weak. She could handle no more.
On unsteady feet, she returned to her room, her mind in a haze as she removed her jewelry and her dress before falling into bed. That night, her own feelings were called into question as she could only watch herself make drastically different choices in dreams of an alternate universe where the older brother had made his intentions much clearer from the start. An alternate universe with a husband and Mate who took care of her unconditionally and didn't cheat on her. An alternate universe with someone who loved her more than he loved himself. An alternate universe with Sesshoumaru.
TBC
Kagome's thoughts and feelings are being called to the surface, and she now knows the truth. But we are going back to Sesshoumaru next chapter. Hope you enjoyed her while she lasted! Also, Karl Urban (Ghost Ship, The Bourne Supremacy, Chronicles of Riddick)...is awesome. As is CoR in its entirety, as I have been watching it while writing. HEED MY WORDS! And review.
Update next week.