InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Damsel on Display ❯ A Better Option ( Chapter 3 )

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Chapter 3 - A Better Option


When his phone buzzed, Sesshoumaru snatched it up in an instant. He read her tweet with a smirk.

Kagome @ShikonMiko -  'Bored out of my mind and I can't even talk to my boyfriend. Something wrong with this picture. Wish someone would distract me.'

He would be happy to distract her. He would sweep her up into his arms and kiss her breathless. Then he would slowly peel her clothing from her body until she was bare, and he could caress every inch of her. That body of hers, he had imagined what he would do to her so many times now that he felt like he could make love to her with his eyes glued shut. Of course, he'd never choose to do it that way. No, he wanted to see her; wanted to see every flicker of emotion on her face while he touched her everywhere and in every way he'd only dreamt of.

Sesshoumaru groaned as he realized that he had managed to turn himself on with his thoughts. His eyes flicked up at the window and saw that Inuyasha was still occupied with whatever female he had deigned good enough to justify cheating on Kagome. The boy was a fool. He was risking everything with a woman who was devoted to him, who treated him like a king, and did all he asked. He definitely didn't deserve her; especially not now that he had betrayed her once again.

The taiyoukai wished he could whisk Kagome away from everything; sweep her off her feet and show her that he was by far the better choice. Too bad he found it nearly impossible to even speak in her presence. Just the sound of her voice locked his brain up tight and he turned into a bumbling idiot. As it was, he'd only spoken perhaps five whole sentences to her in all the time they had known each other. It was no wonder why she didn't realize she had chosen the wrong brother.

If she only knew what he did, how he violated her privacy on a nearly daily basis. She would hate him, be disgusted by him, perhaps even have him arrested. He deserved it. He knew he was being a creep, no better than a stalker, especially with how he followed every single incarnation of her on the Internet; Twitter, Facebook, LiveJournal... he even watched her various gaming websites. She had a bit of an addiction to the time wasting, mind numbing internet games, but if it had something to do with her, if it even had a sliver of a chance of revealing some tidbit of information about her, then he was on it, watching.

The only way he was ever going to get a chance with her would be if she were to dump his filthy, cheating half-brother, but it was unlikely. This wasn't the first time he'd spotted the hanyou with another woman, and it probably wouldn't be the last. The fool was apparently adept at hiding his betrayal.

Sesshoumaru looked at the phone in his hand, a devious smirk showing on his face. Perhaps she needed to find out, but did he dare? She wouldn't have to know it was from him. The picture could have been taken from any numerous apartments in their complex, as the two buildings, standing side by side, offered a lot of opportunities to peek in on one's neighbors.

Yes, he decided. He did dare. She needed to know, not only for her sake, but for his agenda as well.