InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Secret Lovers ❯ Copy editing ( Chapter 23 )
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By: saphira404 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 06.22.2013 | Pages: 3 | Words: 6.1K | Visits: 282 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 06.22.2013 | Pages: 3 | Words: 6.1K | Visits: 282 | Status: Work In Progress
Part 23: Copy-editing
A/N: I need a hole to hide in because I am SO embarrassed for having not updated sooner. I am so thankful and amazed that you guys are still willing to read and support this fic. I will make sure to try to be more worthy of your support in the future! This one will be a shorter chapter as I just managed to squeeze it in between final exams :)
Disclaimer: Sadly even though I love writing AU stories on my OTP, they don't belong to me. I tried to buy them, but all I could afford were plushies. Oh well better than nothing lol.
“Talking”
'Thoughts'
“Damn you Sesshoumaru!” Kagura finally turned off her phone before throwing it on the backseat of her car. She did not know exactly how long she had been seating in her car alone, but she knew she had had enough time to reject three consecutive calls from Sesshoumaru.
“Aren’t you pathetic Kagura?” She mused aloud to herself. “You’re just seating here in your car with nowhere to go, dodging your soon-to-be-ex-boyfriend’s calls.” The feelings of loneliness and betrayal she now associated with Sesshoumaru came resurfacing, and before she could help it, a tear came running down her cheek.
‘How could I have been so stupid. I should have known something was suspicious between Sesshoumaru and Naraku. Sessh was always trying to get me to stop trying to impress my father. Now I realize that he knew how futile that was of me.’ A torrent of tears suddenly poured from her crimson eyes.
Kagura was startled by the sudden knock against he window of her car. Her reddened gaze was met by a wave and a big smile.
“Damn it, as if I haven’t had enough on my plate.” She quickly wiped away any evidence of her meltdown before rolling down her car’s window.
“What do you want?” She hoped that her harsh tone of voice would be enough to send him running away. Of all people, he was the one person she never wanted to see her in such a vulnerable state.
“Got room for one more in there?” At seeing that the older woman was about to refuse his request, he added. “Well I brought gifts.” He nervously extended his shaking hands to show off his bounty.
While Kagura was annoyed at seeing the box of tissues, she had to admit that the chocolate bars seemed tempting. She had awaken so early that morning to go conduct the interview that she had not had enough time to have any proper breakfast. As soon as her eyes rested on the candy, she heard her stomach rumble loudly. She had been too upset by Naraku’s revelations to feel how much she was actually starving, but she could feel it now. It was then with a reluctant sigh that she unlocked the door to the passenger side, and pointed towards the free seat.
“You can come in Shippou.”
As her red gaze followed the young man skipping enthusiastically to the other side of her car, Kagura took advantage of him not looking to run a quick hand over her wet cheeks. She hoped that she did not look like a complete mess. She had always done her best to appear as well put together and in charge as possible when in the company of the people working beneath her in the magazine, and that especially included the interns. Not to mention that when seeing Shippou, Kagura could not help but be reminded of Sesshoumaru. She remembered all too well how she and her lover had come together to pick the college student as an intern for Shikon magazine. Just thinking back to the hot lovemaking was enough to make her heart skip a beat. She also knew that even if he had never voiced it outright, and despite the fact that he enjoyed the terror his golden glare inspired in him, Sesshoumaru liked the younger man.
‘Not to mention that he gave Sessh the tip about the Miko Powder… and that Shippou has the biggest blabbering mouth in the world.’ Despite the short amount of time that he had spent at Shikon, everyone at the office already knew that if they wanted to find out anything about anything they should stop by Shippou’s station, where the young man would delightfully regal them with tidbits of information about just about any topic. As embarrassing as it might be, Kagura had to admit that she had on occasion lingered longer than necessary next to his desk, often under the pretense of checking her mail, to find out about the latest gossip among the Shikon employees.
“I’m sorry to disturb you.” Shippou, opened the passenger door, and settled in on the seat, breaking Kagura out of her thoughts. “You seemed like you could use a friend.” He added with a sheepish smile, earning him a sharp glare. “I just wanted to see if you were okay. Naraku is storming through the office looking for you, and Kouga is too…. I’m sorry for babbling…I’m just nervous.”
“Just give me the chocolate.” Shippou wasted no time complying with the order. He extended the sweet treat and watched in pure relief as Kagura tore the wrapper open, and bit into the bar. He was surprised she had allowed him to come inside, and even more shocked she had taken his peace offering.
“I have a second chocolate bar if you want it. I was planning to eat it… but you can have it… if you want it of course.” The youth commented upon seeing how quickly she was devouring the candy bar. Kagura had to admit to herself that Shippou, with his constant babbling, was providing her with an unexpected pleasant distraction from her present situation. Despite herself, she felt her lips stretch in a faint smile.
‘Maybe the chocolate is making me feel better.’ She reflected as she swallowed the last bit of the candy. She extended her hand towards him, fingers wiggling in anticipation, and he immediately handed her the second chocolate bar. As the first one, it ended up being swallowed in a matter of seconds. Once the sounds of her frantic eating were not filling up the small space, the two of them fell in an awkward heavy silence. Kagura twirled the empty wrappers between her fingers as she tried to figure out what the hell she should say.
‘I knew I should have followed my first instinct, and driven away the moment I saw him.’
“If you’re really hungry, we could go grab a bite if you want… I know a nice quiet place not too far from campus. It’s usually full of college students, but I think you’d still blend in.” The young man supplied as if he could read her thoughts. “Since you look young and stuff.”
“Shippou, why are you doing this? What do you want?” She may appreciate the concern he was showing towards her, but Kagura had never been one to look for a shoulder to cry on. The only other person she had allowed to see her in a vulnerable state was Sesshoumaru. Thinking about how she had told him about her past hurts, including her miscarriage and Kouga’s unfaithfulness, made her heart clench. His betrayal was much more painful than what Kouga had put her through since her love for Sesshoumaru and trust in him were much greater in turn.
“Well, the truth is that I admire you… a lot. You’re what I want to be. You’re the reason why I applied for an internship here at Shikon to begin with. I think you’re truly amazing.” The faint blush blooming on his cheeks, his sparkly green eyes and wide smile made Kagura realize that the younger man was uncomfortable, embarrassed, but truthful.
“I had read some of your work in the past, and I analyzed some of your articles for one of my journalism classes. I also find the structural restructuration you did for Shikon so impressive, not to mention your food sections on the website. They’re always so fun to read about!”
For the first time in the day Kagura smiled; Shippou through his jubilant behavior made her come to a big realization. It was as if a switch had been lit on in her head.
‘I didn’t get into journalism because of my dad, or to take over Shikon Magazine. I enjoy writing, I enjoy being an editorialist. I enjoy running a team of fellow journalists. This is what I have always wanted to do with my life. I set my sights on a career in journalism before Aunt Kaede even told me about Naraku.’ As soon as the words registered in her mind, she felt a resolve burn in her chest with an intensity she had not felt in a long time. ‘I wasted so much time trying to impress Naraku… for nothing. I somehow lost myself in trying to forge a relationship with my father… such a waste of my time. Maybe quitting was the best thing to do, and the time has come for me to let go and find another path.’
Coming to the sudden realization made her feel as if a huge weight was taken off of her shoulders. She had not realized until now just how much her constant need for approval from her father had been chocking her.
In accordance to her thoughts, she turned the key in the ignition of her car, and started the engine. “So, where is that restaurant you mentioned? I could use some actual food.”
Shippou let out a relieved sigh. Up until that point he wouldn’t have put it past her to kick him out of her car. His relief brought forward a huge grin. “It’s a few blocks away from the Edo University campus. Start driving, and I will give you directions.” He had barely spoken the words before Kagura moved the vehicle headed towards the exit of the parking lot.
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Sesshoumaru had always imagined that if he ever was to come back to his father’s house, he would be knocking on the door of his childhood home with wet palms, but focusing on his anger allowed him to be as calm and collected as usual.
It only took one ring of the bell for the massive carved wooden door to be opened.
“Sessh…Sesshoumaru… what are you doing here?” Said someone he had just not anticipated to see. He had been so completely focused on seeing Touga that Sesshoumaru had not factored in the possibility that he might run into another of his family members while attempting to do so.
“Izayoi.”
The two of them stared at each other in silence for a long moment. His stepmother finally gave him a large bright smile, which lit up her face and her eyes completely. The blush on her cheeks made him realize that despite her apparent joy at seeing him, she was still slightly embarrassed.
‘As she should be.’ He felt his teeth grind as he remembered the last letter from his mother, and the revelations it contained about the relationship between his parents and the petite woman standing across from him.
“Would you like to come in? I could make some tea. I baked a cake this morning, we could have a few slices… I remember how much you used to enjoy my sweets…”
The fact that she dared bring up the one concession he had ever made towards her while they were still living under the same roof made his blood boil. As a growing surly teenager, the only thing he had liked about his step-mother was her cooking abilities. While living with his mother, he had never had the chance to enjoy a home cooked meal. His mother had never learned how to cook or bake, so having family dinners all together had never been a priority in their household. Moving in with his father’s new family had therefore taken a lot of adjusting to. He had never wanted to like Izayoi, and had never made an effort to get to know her. Eating the food she made had been the only weakness in his plan. The woman was the best cook he had ever encountered, and had he been true to himself, he would have admitted that he did miss her food.
“This is not a social visit.” He barked out angrily. ‘How dare she even suggest that I could be interested in having tea with her after all that happened?’
“I know.” Izayoi’s smile fell, and her dark eyes became clouded with pain and sadness. It was then that Sesshoumaru noticed how the past two decades had really impacted the petite woman standing across from him. Through the fine lines and wrinkles around her eyes and the corner of her mouth, and the one strand of white, which had crept up on the temples of her long dark hair, it then occurred to him that maybe her life had not been as easy, carefree and perfect as he had imagined for all this time.
Sesshoumaru was surprised to find himself thawing towards the other woman. It was much easier for him to hate her when he did not have to stare in her eyes. He pushed away his momentary lapse of sentimentality to focus back on the reason behind his visit. “I have come to see my father.” His scowl might have left his face, but his voice was as chilly as ever. He was not about to smile at her either. “I was told I could find him here.”
Izayoi stretched her lips in a sad smile. “Hana sent you here for nothing, Touga is not here, I forced him to take the day off, so he’s away golfing with friends.” ‘I wouldn’t put it past her to try to force a reconciliation between Sesshoumaru and us. She liked Ayaka despite her many flaws, and I know Hana has always had a soft spot for Sesshoumaru as well… even if he might not remember her.’ She thought about her husband’s long time secretary and confident.
“I see. I will take my leave then.” With a grudging nod, he turned around, ready to head out.
“Sesshoumaru!” Izayoi called after him. “You know…” She hesitated for a heartbeat before continuing. “I told him this whole job stratagem with Katsuyama was a bad idea. I knew trying to run you out of town would never work.”
Sesshoumaru realized that he should not be surprised that Izayoi knew about the proposal, which had been put forward by Shiyounin. She was privy to everything that involved his father after all. This is why despite how hurtful and shocking it might be, the next element was not to have come at a surprise either.
“I am also sorry about the letter.” Izayoi quickly added when Sesshoumaru started descending the front steps. He had continued on as if she had not spoken, but that last sentence caught his full attention.
The older woman did not know when she would get the chance to express her feelings towards Sesshoumaru. It had been almost two decades since the last time the two of them had been in such close proximity. “While I understand his intentions, I told Touga he was in the wrong in showing it to you. You were never meant to read it. No child should have to find out so much about their parents’ personal lives. Ayaka was your mother, and despite everything that happened between your parents and I, you should have never been put through that.” While he could have ignored his step-mother mentioning his father’s schemes when it came to his professional life, he could not stand the idea of her speaking his mother’s name. He immediately stopped in his tracks, and abruptly turned around.
Deep inside Izayoi knew that the moment she had spoken the name of Touga’s first wife, her step-son would offer some sort of reaction, probably on the negative side. She was not to be disappointed. In just a few strides he walked back up the steps to plant himself right in front of the older woman. He leaned forward, his amber eyes flashing in anger. He was used to people shrinking in fear upon being on the receiving end of his legendary sharp glares, so he was surprised to not see the other woman quivering. In fact Izayoi not only stood her ground, but stared intently right back at him.
“Do not dare speak her name.” All the long bottled in feelings of anger and hatred he had felt towards Touga and Izayoi were resurfacing. When he was a teenager, he had been too focused on his goal of leaving his father’s house that he actually never took the opportunity to confront his ‘new’ parents. He had kept his head down, and had been too busy working hard at school to graduate as quickly as possible. He was at the moment rethinking his decision. Additionally, by recalling the recent insights that had been brought upon by Ayaka’s last letter only made his blood boil even hotter. He who had always hid all emotions behind a carefully crafted mask of cold indifference could feel cracks forming in his icy façade.
‘This loss of control must be due to Kagura’s influence.’ The words formed in his mind before he could help himself. Usually the mere thought of his lover’s name was enough to bring a half smile to his lips, and had he not been so focused on his anger, it probably would have.
‘He is finally expressing what he feels. This is what I have wanted to see for so long...’ Izayoi felt her heart contract as a bittersweet feeling swept through her. ‘I just wonder if it isn’t too late.’ She thought to herself, her eyes lowering to look at his clenched fist before speaking aloud. “I understand how you must feel, but if you want to hate someone, hate me. Not your father, and certainly not your brother.”
Sesshoumaru was fed up with people trying to analyze his feelings. Izayoi’s words also reminded him of what his father had said a few months ago when Touga had told him that he was the one to blame for Ayaka’s death, and not Inuyasha.
‘It is as if the both of them are determined to prevent me from resenting Inuyasha. Their concern for him is astounding.’ He was annoyed by the fact that a dark feeling was permeating through his heart: jealousy. As much as he would like to deny it; especially to himself, a part of him was jealous of how much consideration Touga and Izayoi were displaying towards their son. They were willing to do just about anything to prevent him from being hurt particularly by the presence of his older half brother. Sesshoumaru had never been on the receiving end of such a protective feeling. Not from his father, and certainly not from his all too often absentee mother.
“I did not mean to upset you; I am sorry.”
Sesshoumaru’s face turned into an ugly scowl. “This Sesshoumaru is not upset.” He sounded like a petulant child even to his own ears, which annoyed him even more. He hated even more the understanding smile on Izayoi’s lips.
“Touga and I have wronged you in many ways, and our recent behavior is proof that we have yet to learn from our past mistakes. All I can say to justify our actions is that we just wanted to protect our family.”
Upon hearing her words, the first thought to cross Sesshoumaru’s mind was ‘A family of which I am not a part of.’ The thought did not cause any pain or sadness, it was just what it was a fact now. A fact that he had been claiming for a long time, but was only now really accepting. All the anger he had been experiencing earlier simply evaporated, and the scowl left his face.
‘It is also a family that I do not need. It is now high time I realize that as well.’ For a long time he had focused on the fact that he did not need a family, and had kept at bay every person that would come close to fitting under this description.
‘Until Kagura.’ He was the most surprised to see how she had managed to weasel past all his defenses to lodge herself deep in his heart. Falling in love with her, and spending time with Kanna, her boys and even Yukiyo made him understand the true meaning of family. He had yet to be in contact with Kaede, but he was sure it was just a matter of time before he met the woman who had raised the Jiyuu sisters. More so his occasional daydreaming about having children with his lover only cemented even more the idea that she was his family, and the only one he would need.
“You have no need to worry. I am no threat as I have no intention to come close to your family.” As the words left his mouth, he knew it was true. Until a few months ago he had not had any contact with his relatives, and he intended to go back to a similar state of affairs. ‘Maybe I should play father at his own game, and take the job offered by Katsuyama. It would give me the chance to get well away from this family. I could convince Kagura to come away with me, we would be closer to Kanna and her family anyways.’
Izayoi visibly bristled when he verbally excluded himself from their family, but she understood. Too much had happened between them to be able to squash things. ‘I guess it is too late now. Maybe had we not waited almost twenty years…’
“As sorry as I am, I understand your feelings. I promise that I or Touga will not interfere with your life any longer, nor will I try to engineer a reconciliation between you and Inuyasha.”
Izayoi words caused the last missing piece of the puzzle fit into place, and Sesshoumaru understood just how deep the manipulations of his father and step-mother had run.
“You sent Inuyasha’s pseudo internship application to Shikon Magazine.” He said then, contempt dripping from his voice.
“Guilty.” She smiled sadly “I had hoped that it could spark a reconciliation, but I see the errors of my ways. I promise never to interfere again.”
‘I guess that explains why he never displayed any interest in journalism.’ Sesshoumaru thought inwardly, surprised the obviousness of the situation had not caught his attention earlier. ‘I surely would have realized this sooner had I actually been interested in Inuyasha’s career choice.’
Sesshoumaru felt as if he had said all that he needed, and that there was no reason for him to stay there. He was also eager to see Kagura, not only to let her know about the recent developments, but more importantly because he wanted to be with her. He also had had a bad feeling about her interview with the younger Shigeno, and the fact that she had not answered the phone when he had called earlier had not alleviated his worries.
He turned to walk down the steps once more, but paused to speak some final words. “You can tell Touga that I will grant his wish. You will never hear from me again.” Without even sparing Izayoi one last glance, he resumed his walk down the stairs and strode over to his car. It was only once he was behind the wheel of his car that he took a few seconds to take in his surroundings.
‘This is the last time I will set foot in my father’s home.’ His golden eyes roved to take in everything. The neatly trimmed flower beds, the large trees one of which hosted a swing which had been put in for Inuyasha when he was still a young boy, and finally the long drive which lead to the large wrought iron gate. Ashamed by his misplaced sentimentality, he jammed the key in the ignition, and started the car. He decided to skip work entirely, and go directly to the condo. He needed to see Kagura, and be with her. It was time for a new start, and for him to be with his real family. These last thoughts resonating through him, he switched gears, and drove away, kicking dust in his wake.
It was only once Sesshoumaru’s car disappeared down the long lane that Izayoi stepped back inside. She carefully closed the door behind her, and leaned against the hard wood as she took a few deep calming breaths.
“Is everything okay?” She opened her eyes upon hearing the new comer’s voice. She was greeted to a familiar sight: her husband wrapped in his bathrobe with his long wet hair draped around his shoulders, and dripping water everywhere. Usually she would have scolded him, and taken him to task for ruining her perfect wooden floors, but this time around she could only smile. She never understood why he had such an aversion to drying his hair with a hairdryer like a normal person.
“That was a quick bath.” She commented with a smile as she leaned over to tug on one of his long wet locks. The affectionate gesture brought a smile to his lips.
“I thought I heard someone at the door, and rushed over here.”
“In your robe?” She chuckled, but memories of the surprise visitor prevented her from experiencing real mirth. “Don’t worry my love, it was nobody.” She hoped that the casual way in which she spoke would not arise his suspicion. In case it still would she decided to distract him. “Anyways, why don’t we do something about your hair before you ruin the floors?”
“You know you are the only one I will allow close to me with a dryer. “ He grinned before linking arms with her. “Come, let’s go upstairs then.”
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Kagura chewed vigorously the mouthful of French fries she had stuffed in her mouth before reaching over for her glass and taking a big gulp of soda. Ever since she had started heading the culinary critique for Shikon magazine, she had paid attention to what she ate as she looked for gastronomical places where she could find good material for her work. It had therefore been a long time since she had last indulged in junk food.
“You can have some of my fries if you want.” Shippou nervously slid over his half eaten plate towards the woman seating across from him.
“Thanks, but no thanks.” She responded before wiping her hands, and balling her paper napkin and throwing it on the table. The two of them had stayed in complete silence while she devoured her burger and fries, but now that she was done, the lack of conversation was becoming awkward and stifling.
“So… should we go back to the office?” The young intern suddenly broke the silence. He still felt ashamed at how easily he had admitted his admiration for Kagura earlier. He had never intended to come out as a fan boy, and he knew his words would be haunting him for a long time. ‘Pfft she’ll never take me seriously. How the hell am I supposed to ask for a letter of recommendation now?’ Had he been alone, he would have banged his head against the wall, or at least smacked himself.
When it came to Kagura, just thinking of Shikon Magazine caused her to heave a heavy sigh. Somehow from the moment she had left the parking lot of the office, she had decided that she was not going back there. Despite how much time and work she had invested in the magazine, she could not imagine working there for an additional minute, nor spending any time in Naraku’s presence.
‘Maybe I should move in with Kanna, Yukiyo and the boys.. at least until she has the baby.’ She started weaving a new plot in her head. ‘I will first stop by the condo, get enough clothes to last me for a bit, then head on out to Kanna and Yukiyo’s.’ She easily decided on the best course of action, and her next few steps. ‘Just as long as I don’t run into Sesshoumaru at home. I don’t know what I will do if I am faced with him.’ Her heart constricted in pain as she was reminded of his deceit and betrayal. She could not believe how full of joy she had been just the evening before when he had finished moving in his things into her condo.
‘I should probably go see Aunt Kaede as well. It’s been too long since my last visit. Seeing the other coast of the country might also do me some good, and help me clear my head.’ She purposely strayed her thoughts away from Sesshoumaru to move on to safer grounds. Ever since her aunt had gotten sick, the old woman had decided to check herself into a specialized care facility. While Kanna and her family often made the trip over to go see her, Kagura usually reserved her visits to whenever she was able to cash in some vacation time. In the past few years she had been so focused on reaching the top of Shikon Magazine that she had neglected the woman who had raised her, a fact that shamed her, and that she intended to remedy now.
‘It is time for me to make up for lost time. Besides now that I left Shikon, Aunt Kaede will be happy beyond words.’ From the moment she had told her nieces about Naraku, it had been Kaede’s wish not to have either of the Jiyuu sisters become involved with him. She had severely disapproved of Kagura’s choice to go ask her estranged father for a job, but there was not much else she could do. ‘Once Kanna has her baby, I will go spend a few weeks with Aunt Kaede, then I will figure out what the hell I want to do with the rest of my career.’
Having a concrete plan and an idea of what she should do next brought calm and relief to Kagura. It somehow gave her more strength when it came to dealing with her present situation; especially when it came to dealing with the confrontation that she was sure to have with Sesshoumaru as soon as she got home. Just thinking about it made her insides clench in pain… but she had never been one to run away, and she intended to face the situation with the steadfast determination she had always had.
“I’ll pay the bill, then we can head out.” Kagura abruptly stood up. ‘No point in wasting anymore time.’ “Then I’ll give you a ride back.”
“Nah you don’t need to.” Shippou quickly protested. He could tell how reluctant Kagura was to go anywhere near their workplace, so he promptly made an excuse, hoping that she wouldn’t see through him. “My day at Shikon is done... I have to go to campus anyways. I can catch a bus from here, and it’s only two stops away.”
“Thanks for cheering me up. I won’t forget it.” She leaned forward, playfully ruffled his messy red curls, and was rewarded with a fierce blush. ‘I don’t think he realizes how much he helped me clear my mind. Had he not come over to me in the parking lot, I might have still been stuck there crying…’
She reached into her purse for her a wallet, and after dropping on the table enough money to cover their lunch, she fished out one of her business cards. She retrieved a pen from her bag, and quickly scribbled her cell phone number on the back of it before extending it towards Shippou. “Here, if you ever need anything, don’t hesitate to contact me.”
He offered her a toothy grin, even as he carefully placed the small square in his pocket. “Thanks!
On this final note, she took her leave, and headed towards the exit of the teenager hangout spot.
“Kagura!” Shippou suddenly called after her. “Whatever you do next, I know you’ll kick ass!” He then added, enthusiastically holding two thumbs up. His joyful exuberance brought a smile to her lips, and she nodded in his direction before walking towards the parking lot; it was time to implement the first step of her plan.
‘As cowardly as it may be, I just hope that Sesshoumaru isn’t home…’ Was her last thought before she slid behind the wheel of her car.
Shippou’s green eyes followed after her car as it drove away, a small smile still on his lips. Just as he was about to leave the food joint as well, he was greeted by a loud resonating smack to the back of his head.
“Ouch!” He cried out in surprise before spinning around to see who had dared attack him in such an unfair way. “What the… Souten?!”
Sure enough he was greeted with a sharp glare from his closest friend. “What were you doing with that lady?”
He could easily tell that she was jealous, and this made his smile grow larger. ‘I guess she has feelings for me too!’ He then leaned forward to link his arm with hers. “She’s just my boss at the magazine. We were having a business lunch. Now, why don’t you buy me an ice cream to make up for the concussion you just gave me?”
“Don’t tell me this little slap seriously hurt you?! Then again, I am quite strong; I am related to the Thunder Brothers after all.” Souten retorted even as she dragged him towards their favorite ice cream parlor.
‘I don’t know what really upset her, but I just hope that Kagura feels better by now.’ Shippou could not help but reflect. ‘At least she seemed happier by the time she left.’
“Stop spacing out. If you stop paying attention, you will receive another nice big slap.” To emphasize her warning, Souten gave her best friend a playful shove. Their little banter continued on for many hours, as it usually did.
To be continued…
A/N: I hope I managed to surprise you with the Shippou curveball lol. Sesshoumaru and Kagura have both come to decisions in terms of their future, we’ll see how each will play out. I will try to update sooner! The next one will be named Rectifications.
A/N: I need a hole to hide in because I am SO embarrassed for having not updated sooner. I am so thankful and amazed that you guys are still willing to read and support this fic. I will make sure to try to be more worthy of your support in the future! This one will be a shorter chapter as I just managed to squeeze it in between final exams :)
Disclaimer: Sadly even though I love writing AU stories on my OTP, they don't belong to me. I tried to buy them, but all I could afford were plushies. Oh well better than nothing lol.
“Talking”
'Thoughts'
“Damn you Sesshoumaru!” Kagura finally turned off her phone before throwing it on the backseat of her car. She did not know exactly how long she had been seating in her car alone, but she knew she had had enough time to reject three consecutive calls from Sesshoumaru.
“Aren’t you pathetic Kagura?” She mused aloud to herself. “You’re just seating here in your car with nowhere to go, dodging your soon-to-be-ex-boyfriend’s calls.” The feelings of loneliness and betrayal she now associated with Sesshoumaru came resurfacing, and before she could help it, a tear came running down her cheek.
‘How could I have been so stupid. I should have known something was suspicious between Sesshoumaru and Naraku. Sessh was always trying to get me to stop trying to impress my father. Now I realize that he knew how futile that was of me.’ A torrent of tears suddenly poured from her crimson eyes.
Kagura was startled by the sudden knock against he window of her car. Her reddened gaze was met by a wave and a big smile.
“Damn it, as if I haven’t had enough on my plate.” She quickly wiped away any evidence of her meltdown before rolling down her car’s window.
“What do you want?” She hoped that her harsh tone of voice would be enough to send him running away. Of all people, he was the one person she never wanted to see her in such a vulnerable state.
“Got room for one more in there?” At seeing that the older woman was about to refuse his request, he added. “Well I brought gifts.” He nervously extended his shaking hands to show off his bounty.
While Kagura was annoyed at seeing the box of tissues, she had to admit that the chocolate bars seemed tempting. She had awaken so early that morning to go conduct the interview that she had not had enough time to have any proper breakfast. As soon as her eyes rested on the candy, she heard her stomach rumble loudly. She had been too upset by Naraku’s revelations to feel how much she was actually starving, but she could feel it now. It was then with a reluctant sigh that she unlocked the door to the passenger side, and pointed towards the free seat.
“You can come in Shippou.”
As her red gaze followed the young man skipping enthusiastically to the other side of her car, Kagura took advantage of him not looking to run a quick hand over her wet cheeks. She hoped that she did not look like a complete mess. She had always done her best to appear as well put together and in charge as possible when in the company of the people working beneath her in the magazine, and that especially included the interns. Not to mention that when seeing Shippou, Kagura could not help but be reminded of Sesshoumaru. She remembered all too well how she and her lover had come together to pick the college student as an intern for Shikon magazine. Just thinking back to the hot lovemaking was enough to make her heart skip a beat. She also knew that even if he had never voiced it outright, and despite the fact that he enjoyed the terror his golden glare inspired in him, Sesshoumaru liked the younger man.
‘Not to mention that he gave Sessh the tip about the Miko Powder… and that Shippou has the biggest blabbering mouth in the world.’ Despite the short amount of time that he had spent at Shikon, everyone at the office already knew that if they wanted to find out anything about anything they should stop by Shippou’s station, where the young man would delightfully regal them with tidbits of information about just about any topic. As embarrassing as it might be, Kagura had to admit that she had on occasion lingered longer than necessary next to his desk, often under the pretense of checking her mail, to find out about the latest gossip among the Shikon employees.
“I’m sorry to disturb you.” Shippou, opened the passenger door, and settled in on the seat, breaking Kagura out of her thoughts. “You seemed like you could use a friend.” He added with a sheepish smile, earning him a sharp glare. “I just wanted to see if you were okay. Naraku is storming through the office looking for you, and Kouga is too…. I’m sorry for babbling…I’m just nervous.”
“Just give me the chocolate.” Shippou wasted no time complying with the order. He extended the sweet treat and watched in pure relief as Kagura tore the wrapper open, and bit into the bar. He was surprised she had allowed him to come inside, and even more shocked she had taken his peace offering.
“I have a second chocolate bar if you want it. I was planning to eat it… but you can have it… if you want it of course.” The youth commented upon seeing how quickly she was devouring the candy bar. Kagura had to admit to herself that Shippou, with his constant babbling, was providing her with an unexpected pleasant distraction from her present situation. Despite herself, she felt her lips stretch in a faint smile.
‘Maybe the chocolate is making me feel better.’ She reflected as she swallowed the last bit of the candy. She extended her hand towards him, fingers wiggling in anticipation, and he immediately handed her the second chocolate bar. As the first one, it ended up being swallowed in a matter of seconds. Once the sounds of her frantic eating were not filling up the small space, the two of them fell in an awkward heavy silence. Kagura twirled the empty wrappers between her fingers as she tried to figure out what the hell she should say.
‘I knew I should have followed my first instinct, and driven away the moment I saw him.’
“If you’re really hungry, we could go grab a bite if you want… I know a nice quiet place not too far from campus. It’s usually full of college students, but I think you’d still blend in.” The young man supplied as if he could read her thoughts. “Since you look young and stuff.”
“Shippou, why are you doing this? What do you want?” She may appreciate the concern he was showing towards her, but Kagura had never been one to look for a shoulder to cry on. The only other person she had allowed to see her in a vulnerable state was Sesshoumaru. Thinking about how she had told him about her past hurts, including her miscarriage and Kouga’s unfaithfulness, made her heart clench. His betrayal was much more painful than what Kouga had put her through since her love for Sesshoumaru and trust in him were much greater in turn.
“Well, the truth is that I admire you… a lot. You’re what I want to be. You’re the reason why I applied for an internship here at Shikon to begin with. I think you’re truly amazing.” The faint blush blooming on his cheeks, his sparkly green eyes and wide smile made Kagura realize that the younger man was uncomfortable, embarrassed, but truthful.
“I had read some of your work in the past, and I analyzed some of your articles for one of my journalism classes. I also find the structural restructuration you did for Shikon so impressive, not to mention your food sections on the website. They’re always so fun to read about!”
For the first time in the day Kagura smiled; Shippou through his jubilant behavior made her come to a big realization. It was as if a switch had been lit on in her head.
‘I didn’t get into journalism because of my dad, or to take over Shikon Magazine. I enjoy writing, I enjoy being an editorialist. I enjoy running a team of fellow journalists. This is what I have always wanted to do with my life. I set my sights on a career in journalism before Aunt Kaede even told me about Naraku.’ As soon as the words registered in her mind, she felt a resolve burn in her chest with an intensity she had not felt in a long time. ‘I wasted so much time trying to impress Naraku… for nothing. I somehow lost myself in trying to forge a relationship with my father… such a waste of my time. Maybe quitting was the best thing to do, and the time has come for me to let go and find another path.’
Coming to the sudden realization made her feel as if a huge weight was taken off of her shoulders. She had not realized until now just how much her constant need for approval from her father had been chocking her.
In accordance to her thoughts, she turned the key in the ignition of her car, and started the engine. “So, where is that restaurant you mentioned? I could use some actual food.”
Shippou let out a relieved sigh. Up until that point he wouldn’t have put it past her to kick him out of her car. His relief brought forward a huge grin. “It’s a few blocks away from the Edo University campus. Start driving, and I will give you directions.” He had barely spoken the words before Kagura moved the vehicle headed towards the exit of the parking lot.
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Sesshoumaru had always imagined that if he ever was to come back to his father’s house, he would be knocking on the door of his childhood home with wet palms, but focusing on his anger allowed him to be as calm and collected as usual.
It only took one ring of the bell for the massive carved wooden door to be opened.
“Sessh…Sesshoumaru… what are you doing here?” Said someone he had just not anticipated to see. He had been so completely focused on seeing Touga that Sesshoumaru had not factored in the possibility that he might run into another of his family members while attempting to do so.
“Izayoi.”
The two of them stared at each other in silence for a long moment. His stepmother finally gave him a large bright smile, which lit up her face and her eyes completely. The blush on her cheeks made him realize that despite her apparent joy at seeing him, she was still slightly embarrassed.
‘As she should be.’ He felt his teeth grind as he remembered the last letter from his mother, and the revelations it contained about the relationship between his parents and the petite woman standing across from him.
“Would you like to come in? I could make some tea. I baked a cake this morning, we could have a few slices… I remember how much you used to enjoy my sweets…”
The fact that she dared bring up the one concession he had ever made towards her while they were still living under the same roof made his blood boil. As a growing surly teenager, the only thing he had liked about his step-mother was her cooking abilities. While living with his mother, he had never had the chance to enjoy a home cooked meal. His mother had never learned how to cook or bake, so having family dinners all together had never been a priority in their household. Moving in with his father’s new family had therefore taken a lot of adjusting to. He had never wanted to like Izayoi, and had never made an effort to get to know her. Eating the food she made had been the only weakness in his plan. The woman was the best cook he had ever encountered, and had he been true to himself, he would have admitted that he did miss her food.
“This is not a social visit.” He barked out angrily. ‘How dare she even suggest that I could be interested in having tea with her after all that happened?’
“I know.” Izayoi’s smile fell, and her dark eyes became clouded with pain and sadness. It was then that Sesshoumaru noticed how the past two decades had really impacted the petite woman standing across from him. Through the fine lines and wrinkles around her eyes and the corner of her mouth, and the one strand of white, which had crept up on the temples of her long dark hair, it then occurred to him that maybe her life had not been as easy, carefree and perfect as he had imagined for all this time.
Sesshoumaru was surprised to find himself thawing towards the other woman. It was much easier for him to hate her when he did not have to stare in her eyes. He pushed away his momentary lapse of sentimentality to focus back on the reason behind his visit. “I have come to see my father.” His scowl might have left his face, but his voice was as chilly as ever. He was not about to smile at her either. “I was told I could find him here.”
Izayoi stretched her lips in a sad smile. “Hana sent you here for nothing, Touga is not here, I forced him to take the day off, so he’s away golfing with friends.” ‘I wouldn’t put it past her to try to force a reconciliation between Sesshoumaru and us. She liked Ayaka despite her many flaws, and I know Hana has always had a soft spot for Sesshoumaru as well… even if he might not remember her.’ She thought about her husband’s long time secretary and confident.
“I see. I will take my leave then.” With a grudging nod, he turned around, ready to head out.
“Sesshoumaru!” Izayoi called after him. “You know…” She hesitated for a heartbeat before continuing. “I told him this whole job stratagem with Katsuyama was a bad idea. I knew trying to run you out of town would never work.”
Sesshoumaru realized that he should not be surprised that Izayoi knew about the proposal, which had been put forward by Shiyounin. She was privy to everything that involved his father after all. This is why despite how hurtful and shocking it might be, the next element was not to have come at a surprise either.
“I am also sorry about the letter.” Izayoi quickly added when Sesshoumaru started descending the front steps. He had continued on as if she had not spoken, but that last sentence caught his full attention.
The older woman did not know when she would get the chance to express her feelings towards Sesshoumaru. It had been almost two decades since the last time the two of them had been in such close proximity. “While I understand his intentions, I told Touga he was in the wrong in showing it to you. You were never meant to read it. No child should have to find out so much about their parents’ personal lives. Ayaka was your mother, and despite everything that happened between your parents and I, you should have never been put through that.” While he could have ignored his step-mother mentioning his father’s schemes when it came to his professional life, he could not stand the idea of her speaking his mother’s name. He immediately stopped in his tracks, and abruptly turned around.
Deep inside Izayoi knew that the moment she had spoken the name of Touga’s first wife, her step-son would offer some sort of reaction, probably on the negative side. She was not to be disappointed. In just a few strides he walked back up the steps to plant himself right in front of the older woman. He leaned forward, his amber eyes flashing in anger. He was used to people shrinking in fear upon being on the receiving end of his legendary sharp glares, so he was surprised to not see the other woman quivering. In fact Izayoi not only stood her ground, but stared intently right back at him.
“Do not dare speak her name.” All the long bottled in feelings of anger and hatred he had felt towards Touga and Izayoi were resurfacing. When he was a teenager, he had been too focused on his goal of leaving his father’s house that he actually never took the opportunity to confront his ‘new’ parents. He had kept his head down, and had been too busy working hard at school to graduate as quickly as possible. He was at the moment rethinking his decision. Additionally, by recalling the recent insights that had been brought upon by Ayaka’s last letter only made his blood boil even hotter. He who had always hid all emotions behind a carefully crafted mask of cold indifference could feel cracks forming in his icy façade.
‘This loss of control must be due to Kagura’s influence.’ The words formed in his mind before he could help himself. Usually the mere thought of his lover’s name was enough to bring a half smile to his lips, and had he not been so focused on his anger, it probably would have.
‘He is finally expressing what he feels. This is what I have wanted to see for so long...’ Izayoi felt her heart contract as a bittersweet feeling swept through her. ‘I just wonder if it isn’t too late.’ She thought to herself, her eyes lowering to look at his clenched fist before speaking aloud. “I understand how you must feel, but if you want to hate someone, hate me. Not your father, and certainly not your brother.”
Sesshoumaru was fed up with people trying to analyze his feelings. Izayoi’s words also reminded him of what his father had said a few months ago when Touga had told him that he was the one to blame for Ayaka’s death, and not Inuyasha.
‘It is as if the both of them are determined to prevent me from resenting Inuyasha. Their concern for him is astounding.’ He was annoyed by the fact that a dark feeling was permeating through his heart: jealousy. As much as he would like to deny it; especially to himself, a part of him was jealous of how much consideration Touga and Izayoi were displaying towards their son. They were willing to do just about anything to prevent him from being hurt particularly by the presence of his older half brother. Sesshoumaru had never been on the receiving end of such a protective feeling. Not from his father, and certainly not from his all too often absentee mother.
“I did not mean to upset you; I am sorry.”
Sesshoumaru’s face turned into an ugly scowl. “This Sesshoumaru is not upset.” He sounded like a petulant child even to his own ears, which annoyed him even more. He hated even more the understanding smile on Izayoi’s lips.
“Touga and I have wronged you in many ways, and our recent behavior is proof that we have yet to learn from our past mistakes. All I can say to justify our actions is that we just wanted to protect our family.”
Upon hearing her words, the first thought to cross Sesshoumaru’s mind was ‘A family of which I am not a part of.’ The thought did not cause any pain or sadness, it was just what it was a fact now. A fact that he had been claiming for a long time, but was only now really accepting. All the anger he had been experiencing earlier simply evaporated, and the scowl left his face.
‘It is also a family that I do not need. It is now high time I realize that as well.’ For a long time he had focused on the fact that he did not need a family, and had kept at bay every person that would come close to fitting under this description.
‘Until Kagura.’ He was the most surprised to see how she had managed to weasel past all his defenses to lodge herself deep in his heart. Falling in love with her, and spending time with Kanna, her boys and even Yukiyo made him understand the true meaning of family. He had yet to be in contact with Kaede, but he was sure it was just a matter of time before he met the woman who had raised the Jiyuu sisters. More so his occasional daydreaming about having children with his lover only cemented even more the idea that she was his family, and the only one he would need.
“You have no need to worry. I am no threat as I have no intention to come close to your family.” As the words left his mouth, he knew it was true. Until a few months ago he had not had any contact with his relatives, and he intended to go back to a similar state of affairs. ‘Maybe I should play father at his own game, and take the job offered by Katsuyama. It would give me the chance to get well away from this family. I could convince Kagura to come away with me, we would be closer to Kanna and her family anyways.’
Izayoi visibly bristled when he verbally excluded himself from their family, but she understood. Too much had happened between them to be able to squash things. ‘I guess it is too late now. Maybe had we not waited almost twenty years…’
“As sorry as I am, I understand your feelings. I promise that I or Touga will not interfere with your life any longer, nor will I try to engineer a reconciliation between you and Inuyasha.”
Izayoi words caused the last missing piece of the puzzle fit into place, and Sesshoumaru understood just how deep the manipulations of his father and step-mother had run.
“You sent Inuyasha’s pseudo internship application to Shikon Magazine.” He said then, contempt dripping from his voice.
“Guilty.” She smiled sadly “I had hoped that it could spark a reconciliation, but I see the errors of my ways. I promise never to interfere again.”
‘I guess that explains why he never displayed any interest in journalism.’ Sesshoumaru thought inwardly, surprised the obviousness of the situation had not caught his attention earlier. ‘I surely would have realized this sooner had I actually been interested in Inuyasha’s career choice.’
Sesshoumaru felt as if he had said all that he needed, and that there was no reason for him to stay there. He was also eager to see Kagura, not only to let her know about the recent developments, but more importantly because he wanted to be with her. He also had had a bad feeling about her interview with the younger Shigeno, and the fact that she had not answered the phone when he had called earlier had not alleviated his worries.
He turned to walk down the steps once more, but paused to speak some final words. “You can tell Touga that I will grant his wish. You will never hear from me again.” Without even sparing Izayoi one last glance, he resumed his walk down the stairs and strode over to his car. It was only once he was behind the wheel of his car that he took a few seconds to take in his surroundings.
‘This is the last time I will set foot in my father’s home.’ His golden eyes roved to take in everything. The neatly trimmed flower beds, the large trees one of which hosted a swing which had been put in for Inuyasha when he was still a young boy, and finally the long drive which lead to the large wrought iron gate. Ashamed by his misplaced sentimentality, he jammed the key in the ignition, and started the car. He decided to skip work entirely, and go directly to the condo. He needed to see Kagura, and be with her. It was time for a new start, and for him to be with his real family. These last thoughts resonating through him, he switched gears, and drove away, kicking dust in his wake.
It was only once Sesshoumaru’s car disappeared down the long lane that Izayoi stepped back inside. She carefully closed the door behind her, and leaned against the hard wood as she took a few deep calming breaths.
“Is everything okay?” She opened her eyes upon hearing the new comer’s voice. She was greeted to a familiar sight: her husband wrapped in his bathrobe with his long wet hair draped around his shoulders, and dripping water everywhere. Usually she would have scolded him, and taken him to task for ruining her perfect wooden floors, but this time around she could only smile. She never understood why he had such an aversion to drying his hair with a hairdryer like a normal person.
“That was a quick bath.” She commented with a smile as she leaned over to tug on one of his long wet locks. The affectionate gesture brought a smile to his lips.
“I thought I heard someone at the door, and rushed over here.”
“In your robe?” She chuckled, but memories of the surprise visitor prevented her from experiencing real mirth. “Don’t worry my love, it was nobody.” She hoped that the casual way in which she spoke would not arise his suspicion. In case it still would she decided to distract him. “Anyways, why don’t we do something about your hair before you ruin the floors?”
“You know you are the only one I will allow close to me with a dryer. “ He grinned before linking arms with her. “Come, let’s go upstairs then.”
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Kagura chewed vigorously the mouthful of French fries she had stuffed in her mouth before reaching over for her glass and taking a big gulp of soda. Ever since she had started heading the culinary critique for Shikon magazine, she had paid attention to what she ate as she looked for gastronomical places where she could find good material for her work. It had therefore been a long time since she had last indulged in junk food.
“You can have some of my fries if you want.” Shippou nervously slid over his half eaten plate towards the woman seating across from him.
“Thanks, but no thanks.” She responded before wiping her hands, and balling her paper napkin and throwing it on the table. The two of them had stayed in complete silence while she devoured her burger and fries, but now that she was done, the lack of conversation was becoming awkward and stifling.
“So… should we go back to the office?” The young intern suddenly broke the silence. He still felt ashamed at how easily he had admitted his admiration for Kagura earlier. He had never intended to come out as a fan boy, and he knew his words would be haunting him for a long time. ‘Pfft she’ll never take me seriously. How the hell am I supposed to ask for a letter of recommendation now?’ Had he been alone, he would have banged his head against the wall, or at least smacked himself.
When it came to Kagura, just thinking of Shikon Magazine caused her to heave a heavy sigh. Somehow from the moment she had left the parking lot of the office, she had decided that she was not going back there. Despite how much time and work she had invested in the magazine, she could not imagine working there for an additional minute, nor spending any time in Naraku’s presence.
‘Maybe I should move in with Kanna, Yukiyo and the boys.. at least until she has the baby.’ She started weaving a new plot in her head. ‘I will first stop by the condo, get enough clothes to last me for a bit, then head on out to Kanna and Yukiyo’s.’ She easily decided on the best course of action, and her next few steps. ‘Just as long as I don’t run into Sesshoumaru at home. I don’t know what I will do if I am faced with him.’ Her heart constricted in pain as she was reminded of his deceit and betrayal. She could not believe how full of joy she had been just the evening before when he had finished moving in his things into her condo.
‘I should probably go see Aunt Kaede as well. It’s been too long since my last visit. Seeing the other coast of the country might also do me some good, and help me clear my head.’ She purposely strayed her thoughts away from Sesshoumaru to move on to safer grounds. Ever since her aunt had gotten sick, the old woman had decided to check herself into a specialized care facility. While Kanna and her family often made the trip over to go see her, Kagura usually reserved her visits to whenever she was able to cash in some vacation time. In the past few years she had been so focused on reaching the top of Shikon Magazine that she had neglected the woman who had raised her, a fact that shamed her, and that she intended to remedy now.
‘It is time for me to make up for lost time. Besides now that I left Shikon, Aunt Kaede will be happy beyond words.’ From the moment she had told her nieces about Naraku, it had been Kaede’s wish not to have either of the Jiyuu sisters become involved with him. She had severely disapproved of Kagura’s choice to go ask her estranged father for a job, but there was not much else she could do. ‘Once Kanna has her baby, I will go spend a few weeks with Aunt Kaede, then I will figure out what the hell I want to do with the rest of my career.’
Having a concrete plan and an idea of what she should do next brought calm and relief to Kagura. It somehow gave her more strength when it came to dealing with her present situation; especially when it came to dealing with the confrontation that she was sure to have with Sesshoumaru as soon as she got home. Just thinking about it made her insides clench in pain… but she had never been one to run away, and she intended to face the situation with the steadfast determination she had always had.
“I’ll pay the bill, then we can head out.” Kagura abruptly stood up. ‘No point in wasting anymore time.’ “Then I’ll give you a ride back.”
“Nah you don’t need to.” Shippou quickly protested. He could tell how reluctant Kagura was to go anywhere near their workplace, so he promptly made an excuse, hoping that she wouldn’t see through him. “My day at Shikon is done... I have to go to campus anyways. I can catch a bus from here, and it’s only two stops away.”
“Thanks for cheering me up. I won’t forget it.” She leaned forward, playfully ruffled his messy red curls, and was rewarded with a fierce blush. ‘I don’t think he realizes how much he helped me clear my mind. Had he not come over to me in the parking lot, I might have still been stuck there crying…’
She reached into her purse for her a wallet, and after dropping on the table enough money to cover their lunch, she fished out one of her business cards. She retrieved a pen from her bag, and quickly scribbled her cell phone number on the back of it before extending it towards Shippou. “Here, if you ever need anything, don’t hesitate to contact me.”
He offered her a toothy grin, even as he carefully placed the small square in his pocket. “Thanks!
On this final note, she took her leave, and headed towards the exit of the teenager hangout spot.
“Kagura!” Shippou suddenly called after her. “Whatever you do next, I know you’ll kick ass!” He then added, enthusiastically holding two thumbs up. His joyful exuberance brought a smile to her lips, and she nodded in his direction before walking towards the parking lot; it was time to implement the first step of her plan.
‘As cowardly as it may be, I just hope that Sesshoumaru isn’t home…’ Was her last thought before she slid behind the wheel of her car.
Shippou’s green eyes followed after her car as it drove away, a small smile still on his lips. Just as he was about to leave the food joint as well, he was greeted by a loud resonating smack to the back of his head.
“Ouch!” He cried out in surprise before spinning around to see who had dared attack him in such an unfair way. “What the… Souten?!”
Sure enough he was greeted with a sharp glare from his closest friend. “What were you doing with that lady?”
He could easily tell that she was jealous, and this made his smile grow larger. ‘I guess she has feelings for me too!’ He then leaned forward to link his arm with hers. “She’s just my boss at the magazine. We were having a business lunch. Now, why don’t you buy me an ice cream to make up for the concussion you just gave me?”
“Don’t tell me this little slap seriously hurt you?! Then again, I am quite strong; I am related to the Thunder Brothers after all.” Souten retorted even as she dragged him towards their favorite ice cream parlor.
‘I don’t know what really upset her, but I just hope that Kagura feels better by now.’ Shippou could not help but reflect. ‘At least she seemed happier by the time she left.’
“Stop spacing out. If you stop paying attention, you will receive another nice big slap.” To emphasize her warning, Souten gave her best friend a playful shove. Their little banter continued on for many hours, as it usually did.
To be continued…
A/N: I hope I managed to surprise you with the Shippou curveball lol. Sesshoumaru and Kagura have both come to decisions in terms of their future, we’ll see how each will play out. I will try to update sooner! The next one will be named Rectifications.