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Anata no Tame no Mono	By : Furuichiko Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 5206 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Okay, so before everyone gets confused and lost “Sesshomaru” will occasionally call Kagome “Ruka”. And she will refer to him as “Karu”
Ruka = The last two letters in his name and the first two in her name. It is her “couple” name he had given her back when they were dating in college.
Karu = The first two letters in her name and the last two in his name. It is his “couple” name she had given him, back when they were dating.
I would like to thank Marie, an awesome and cool beta.
I WOULD LIKE TO APOLOGIZE. For whom ever reviewed last chapter, I apologize, I accidentally removed your review. I had no intention of going that.
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Present Day . . .

It was loud and crowded. Kagome sighed as she took a sip of her drink. They were not supposed to be here. They were supposed to be on a business trip, not out partying. Then again, it had been a while since she had been with anyone, and even longer since she had a marginally great fuck. Taking another sip, she could not believe that her best friend, and business partner, Sango, left her almost as soon as they had arrived to the night club. ‘Some friend,’ Kagome thought.
Kagome turned around in her seat and decided to people watch as she waited a while before going back to her and Sango’s hotel room. She picked someone at random from her left. The man had been following a pretty young brunette, before they both disappeared into the dancing throng of clubbing patrons. ‘Hmm, he’s here at someone’s bachelor party, and the woman was a stripper, trying to pay herself through college.’ Looking to her right now, she scanned the crowd. After a moment, she spotted a couple. She watched as the male pulled the female closer to him in an attempt to show her some affection. ‘Hmm, lets see, they’re a couple, obviously,’ She giggled to herself. ‘Oh? He’s in love with her, but she’s obviously in love with...oh my god, his best friend! Oh! But wait! The best friend, is in love with the guy of the couple! Oh, so scandalous!’
Turning around to order a new drink, as she had finished hers a while ago. This would be her third drink of the night. Once she was refilled, she turned around once more, her scanner honed in to the first place she looked. He was on the other side of the room, sitting with a few other men, in what looked to be a VIP section, a girl each on the mans’ companions, but not for him. After a few moments, Kagome watched as the man waved off a few girls, who had obviously spotted him and wanted to sit with him.
A shiver went down her spine as she looked at the man’s face for a moment. She had not seen his eyes very clearly, but there was no doubt about it. Though he was ten years older, he still looked just as handsome as she remembered. When she first caught sight of said man a whirlwind of emotions came flooding back into her mind body and heart; love, lust, companionship, friendship, longing and the last emotion, anger. However, the anger seemed to dissipate after a few moments. What reason would she have to feel angry anymore?
“Maru.” Kagome seemed to breath out as she had taken a sip of her drink all the while, watching him. The moment that she had said his name, it seemed that his head had snapped up and to her, as if he had heard her say his name. When he had happened to look over her and with the slightest eye movement, she realized that he had recognized her instantly. “Impossible.”
In college he wore his black hair in a long pony tail, tied with twine at the base of his neck. Now he wore a shorter version of the glory that used to be his pride and joy. She could tell that the scars on his cheeks and forehead were faded. His body mass had changed as well, obviously he worked out more now, because he was a bit wider; fuller. She used to remember a slightly muscled Taisho Maru, but she liked what she saw now better. He even had a goatee, and he was, in her opinion, one of a very few who could pull it off. She continued to look over him; he had looked like he just came from the office in his black dress pants paired with an equally black dress shirt, with no tie and a few buttons undone, and a brown leather jacket.
By now, she was nearly wasted and really needed to get back to her room. However, at the same time, she wanted to stay and catch up with Maru. She felt torn. She turned just before he had reached the bar, to try and compose herself, at least just a little. She stiffened a little when she felt his hand on her back, and yet, it felt so natural for him and his hand to be exactly where they were.
“Kagome,” he sounded a little surprised. “How have you been?”
Kagome let her eyes roam slower over his body, now that it was a lot closer, before smiling her sweetest smile, “I’ve been good, Maru.” She decided not to tell him the truth. “How have you been?”
“I’ve been better, honestly.” He said with a small chuckle.
“What’d you do to it?” Kagome asked, as she reached up to touch his hair.
He gave her a small smirk, one that only she knew, loved and missed. “I had grown to realize that long hair was not as professional as one might think.” Someone had moved from beside her, and Maru decided to take that vacated seat before someone did before him. Flagging the barkeep, he ordered another beer.
“Well, well, look at the big bad, Mr. Taikun now.” Kagome teased. The pun on his name, intended.
“Do you have someone waiting at home for you?”
Kagome almost did a double take at his question, not sure if she thought she heard him right, when he gave her a blank stare, she knew that she had heard him right. “Outlandish much?”
“You didn’t answer my question.”
“Yes,” she answered hesitantly, and then continued more sure of her reply. “But I don’t mind being a little late.”
“Will he mind?”
“I’m actually on a business trip, so he isn’t expecting me home tonight.”
Maru was quiet for what seemed a long time. He, however, asked after a few minters for them sitting in silence; between the two. “You want to get out of here?”
“Sure.”
ATM
“This is a nice car. What is it?” Kagome said, clicking her seat belt to the clasp.
“Mitsubishi Eclipse. I had it imported. I didn’t know you were interested in cars.” Maru answered, doing the same and started the car.
“I’m not,” Kagome paused. “My little brother, Souta, is.” She was quiet for a moment before adding. “Must have cost a fortune.”
“Where do you want to go?” He asked while they were pulling out of the parking lot.
“What’s wrong with the bachelor pad?”
“It’s not much of a bachelor pad.”
“Mr. Popularity is Mr. Commitment?” She teased, but was also a little shocked.
“What about you, Miss Cheerleader? I’m surprised that you found someone that would take your bitchy bull shit.” He glanced over at her and gave her a wink as his lips formed into a smirk.
“Jerk.” She laughed.
“So you want to go have coffee? Have a late dinner?”
“Right now, I think it best if we just went to pay for a room for the night.”
“Now, that is a little eccentric, don’t you think?”
“I didn’t mean it like that, you pervert!”
“Ha, ha, neither did I. But you know you want to, don’t lie to yourself.”
“Hey, I may be whore but I am not a drunk,” she slurred drunkenly, realizing that she had reversed two keywords in the sentence.
He laughed. “Why don’t you try rephrasing that?”
“You know what I meant, asshole.”
Silence filled the small car for a few moments before asking, “Mind if ask, if you’re on a business trip, what is wrong with your room? I mean, what is the point in getting another one?”
“I’m sharing with my business partner.” Kagome intoned in a matter of fact tone. “So what is wrong with your place? Girlfriend that you don’t really love?” Kagome said a little bitterly.
“I have really nosy roommates.” Maru seemed to tell the lie perfectly, hoping that she even bought it.
“So? You used to live in a fraternity. What is the difference?”
‘Damn.’ Maru thought. But voiced, “While in my youth, yes, I did have nosy roommates. But I have, in my more mature years, have grown accustom to my privacy. Therefore, when ever I had a, and I use this term loosely, girlfriend, I have always gone to her place.”
“Whatever.” Kagome said crossing her arms, looking very childlike in the notion.
ATM
“Man,” Kagome groaned an hour later. “I think I’ve got to be the worst drinker ever.” Looking around, she noticed that it looked like any other hotel room. There was a bed, obviously, because she was sitting on it, a dresser and desk. She even seen a table for eating. In the corner of the room though, between the window and the dresser there was a small duffel bag and a suitcase. She briefly wondered if he was here on business, like her, or a pleasure trip.
“Don’t feel bad, Sweetheart.” Maru said sympathetically, slipping back into a comfortableness that he only seemed to share with her. He then handed her a small glass of water and a few aspirin. “You just had one bad night and a lot of drinking.”
“Cha. You think.”
“Is there anything that I could get you?”
“Mhm.” She swallowed the pills in a gulp of water.
“What’s that?”
“What we used to love doing all the time.”
He smirked, looking down at the floor and shook his head a little. “You know what you’re asking of me?”
“I know exactly what I’m asking.”
Still shaking his head, he kicked off his shoes, and then his socks, jacket and shirt were soon to follow. He slipped into the bed behind her and held his head up with one hand and wrapped his other arm around her waist. “You realize how long it has been since we have actually done this?”
“Nine years, eleven months, one week, three days, eighteen hours, forty seven minutes and fifty four seconds. Roughly.”
“You really counted to the second?” He chuckled lightly in her ear.
“No. I was being a smart ass.”
“I miss this with a woman,” he said bluntly after they had fallen back into a comfortable silence some time ago.
She turned from her side to her back, looked him in the eye for a few moments, before saying softly. “I’ve missed you.”
He looked down at her, searching her face, but he did not know what he was looking for. He leaned down and nuzzled her neck. He took a deep breath and held it to savor the essence of her naturally perfumed skin. “I missed you too.” He mumbled into her neck, still nuzzling it.
“Make love to me, Maru.” She said in a whispered tone.
“What would that say to the one you have waiting at home for you?” He whispered in return to her blunt request.
Kagome bit her bottom lip, almost worrying it. When he leaned up to look at her, she looked at him and said almost defiantly, “I don’t care what he thinks. I want you to make love to me like you used to.”
“Hn…” He paused. Oh gods, how he wanted to make love to her. When he had first spotted her in the club; that had been his first thought, among a few other less sexual thoughts. He kissed the underside of her jaw a few times before moving down her neck and across her bare shoulder.
“Please Maru.” She moaned into his ear as he kissed her shoulder. He slowly placed open-mouthed kisses up her neck over her jaw and finally to her mouth. “Please,” she moaned again, this time softly, pulling her right leg up over his hip.
Maru ran his hand down her right leg, caressing her smooth skin. Kagome’s skin has always been smooth. He kissed her leg as he straightened her leg, so that her toes were pointing toward the headboard, and crossed it over his chest, so that her right ankle was crossing over his right shoulder. Grinding his painfully aroused member against her core. Kagome let out a loud moan, she could never keep quiet when she was with him. Absently, he had wondered if she had compared him to any of her other past lovers, or even the current one she has at home.
Getting out of the bed, he said, “Get some sleep, Kagome.” He then turned toward the bathroom and walked in, after turning on the light. Shutting the door, he walked over to the glass encased shower and turned on the water. He needed a cold shower. Bad.
A few minutes later, he heard the door to the shower creek open. Maru let out a sigh. Why was she not taking his refusal? He didn't want her this way, while she was drunk. He was facing the front of the shower, looking at the faucet, he nearly growled “I ask again, what about him?”
Kagome replied as she hugged him from behind, caressing his body. “He has no say in what I do, nor who I see, nor where I go.” That was not entirely true. Kagome cared that he cared about who she saw, but even then, that was a man few and far between. “Now, why don’t you turn the cold water off.”
Growling inhumanely, Maru abruptly shoved her against the back wall before pressing his naked body against hers, Kagome gasped at the coldness of the tile wall. Seeing the perfect moment, Maru covers her mouth with his, his tongue automatically seeking out hers. His fingers tangled in her hair at the nape of her neck as he forced her into a deeper kiss that she willingly accepted.
Kagome gripped his shoulders as she wrapped one of her legs around his waist, before hopping up and pulling her other leg around him. Instantly, his hands went to support her, even though the wall behind her was support enough. Once she was settled on his hips, he pulled away from her before he eased himself into her. Maru groaned at how tight she was, it almost as if she were a virgin again. Maru gripped her hips, to pull her all the way down his thick shaft, before pulling her nearly off before slamming into her.
“Fuck.” Kagome breathed out as he slammed into her on his second movement, biting into his shoulder Kagome tightened her legs around him as he continuously entered her. God, she could not remember the last time she had a screw this good. Maru took a step back, holding her hips against him, then noticed that she was going to have nothing to hold onto, so he turned them around; while she was impaled onto his cock. Kagome let out a cross between a moan and a scream as the cold water hit her body. “Fuck that’s cold!”
“Grab it.” Maru grunted. “The shower spout.”
“I don’t want to break it.” Kagome said as she looked at the U shaped faucet with two shower heads that were movable.
“Grab it!” Maru demanded, pulling her off of his member before he hurled himself full force into her, earning a scream as she had done what he had told her.
The water was now off them, and blazing against the wall, as he continued to pound into her. Maru wrapped an arm around her waist as his free hand slipped between their bodies as his thumb found her clit. Kagome could not help but buck her hips against him, soon feeling the coil low in her stomach. “Fuck, Maru!” Kagome snarled as he was hitting a spot deep inside her that she knew he was the only one that could.
After a few more forceful thrusts, Kagome let go of the shower head that she had been holding onto, and gripped his shoulders, her inner walls convulsing out of control as her legs spasmed. Maru had to lean against the wall to keep himself up as her release had triggered his own, and he did not want his legs giving out. As Maru slowly slid to the floor of the shower a few moments, Kagome rocked her hips against his, moaning his name into his shoulder.
Maru gripped the back of her head, pulling on her head as he took possession of her mouth as if he was a man lost in the desert that was lead to a watering hole.
After a few minutes, they untangled themselves. Maru turned off the water as Kagome opened the door, still on shaky legs. Kagome stepped over to the sink while she wrapped the towel she had grabbed around herself. Maru stepped out of the shower behind her and closed the door before grabbing a towel for himself and started drying his hair as he stepped over to her. Kagome sucked in a breath as she realized that Maru seemed as unabashed about his nakedness as he ever was, never caring who had seen him.
“Are you coming to bed?” Maru asked, looking over his shoulder as he walked out of the room, drying his chest.
Kagome felt the strange sensation, acute to butterflies, in her stomach as he had asked that, more so as he was looking at her. She held out her hand and she watched him as he hung his head, shaking it and then smiling.
“You haven’t changed one bit.” Grabbing her hand, he led her over to the bed, where they proceeded to unravel the made up corners and the end of the bed where it had been tucked in.
Maru draped his towel over a chair before climbing into bed. Instinctively they both gravitated toward one another under the covers. He lay on his back half propped up against the headboard, while Kagome rested her head against his chest. Maru wrapped his right arm around her, holding her closer.
The Next Morning . . .
With the rising sun, did Maru rise too, as was his morning custom. In his dream filled mind, Maru felt a small figure shift next to him, he mentally groaned, thinking that last night he had been too drunk to remember how he had gotten home, and that being with Kagome only had been a dream. Looking down at his chest, only to realize that his dream was actually a reality. A small smile curled the corner of his lips. She was snuggled close up to his side; he had missed that as well. He slowly turned onto his side, careful not to wake her, propped his head up and watched her sleep. He watched as the sunlight crept across the bed, towards her sleeping figure. He chuckled lightly when he heard her let out a little snore. He brushed some hair away from her face and lightly kissed her forehead.
Maru thought back to when they were in college, and wondered what had happened. They seemed perfect for one another. Even his mother thought so, and it was a rarity among rarities that she actually liked someone, let alone someone he happened to be dating.
He thought back to just before everything fell apart and remembered taking her best friend to the jewelry store, to help him pick out an engagement ring for her. He had all but given up hope of finding the perfect ring for her too; until he had actually found it.
He still carried it around with him. His wife had always been jealous of the beautiful ring and had often asked him why he kept holding on to it. Never knowing the meaning behind the engraving. If she had known what it truly meant to him, she probably never would have passed away from the cancer. The knowledge of her husband never loving her, and that he had always loved another would have killed her long before the cancer. Many times over the years he had fantasized about staying with Kagome and actually getting a chance to put the ring on her finger.
He slowly crawled off the bed over to where he had taken his jewelry off and picked up the ring that was loosely hanging from a thin golden chain. Taking the ring off the chain, he went back over to the bed and climbed back in without waking his sleeping angel. She had definitely been taking care of her body and her appearance, as when he had grabbed her left hand, he had noticed the well manicured fingernails.
He had also noticed, upon examining her hand, that she had no ring on her ring finger. That one little fact pleased him to no end, and there wasn’t even a mark to show she had taken any off recently. That pleased him more. He gently slid the ring onto her finger, praying that her finger size hadn’t changed. He eased it on slowly and let out a breath he had not known he was holding when he realized it was a perfect fit.
She had always been a perfect fit in his life. As he was admiring the ring on her hand, he noticed that she was starting to wake. He smiled down at her, and kissed her forehead. “Morning, beautiful.”
“Hn. ‘Morning. What time is it?” Kagome asked groggily.
“About half an hour after the sunrise?”
“And that is...” Kagome asked again, sitting up and scratching her head with her left hand.
Maru leaned over her to look at the bedside clock. “Six thirty.”
Kagome groaned. She had to get up in a few hours to go to another business meeting. Trying to brush some of the snarls out of her hair, Kagome ran her fingers through it, only soon to get her hair stuck on something. “My unruly hair his stuck on something, help me.” Chuckling, Maru helped her get her hand loose. Wanting to figure out what her hair had got tangled with, she held her left hand out in front of her and looked at her hand. Letting her eyes focus, she had seen, at first a blob on her finger, but soon it turned into a diamond laced ring in the design of a double infinity sign. A right she had never seen before, knowing that it was not hers.
“Maru,” She called sounding very concerned, stretching out his name. “Please tell me that we were not too drunk last night and that we did not get married.”
He sat up in bed behind her, pulling her to him and wrapping his arms around her waist. “Why do you sound so worried?”
“Just tell me that we didn’t do it.”
“Oh, we did it all right, all night long.”
“This can’t be happening.” She dug her hands into her hair ready to rip it out.
Maru kissed her bare shoulder as he said, “Beautiful, nothing is going to change what happened between us last night.”
“Oh, god. We even consummated it?” She cried, remembering his comment about doing it all night long.
“I’ll gladly do it again, right now.” Maru said as he pulled her naked form flush against his own naked form and kissed her neck.
“No. You don’t get it. He is going to know! He’s going to have to.”
Maru growled much like a dog would when it was pissed off as he gripped her chin, to make her face him while he asked seriously concerned, “Is he hurting you?”
“What? God no! He wouldn’t hurt a fly.” She paused then added, “Well, maybe if provoked, but he’s a sweet...”
After a few moments of silence, he asked. “I know that since you’ve been with him, you’ve compared us. Tell me, who is better?”
“Oh my god. No. That’s…” what was the word for it? “Disgusting.”
“So you’ve never compared either of us?”
“God no…I need to go. I have a meeting to get ready for in a few hours, and an partner that needs a rude awakening.”
“You’ve never compared me with anyone?”
“Maru, I really don’t have time for this.” She said frantically, searching for her clothes. However, she decided to answer his question anyway. “You, Maru, are incomparable.” Kagome said as she slipped into her dress from last night.
“So when you go home, is he going to be the first thing that you see? Or are you going to look in the mirror and realize that you need to stop lying to yourself?”
“I am not lying to myself.”
“You keep telling yourself that, Sweetheart.”
“Why must you antagonize me?”
“I’m antagonizing you?”
“Yes, you are.”
“What are we going to do now?” He asked with a sigh.
“I can’t think about that right now.”
Angry that she was now evading him, like she could not get out of their room fast enough. Standing and walking to the middle of the room, in her way before grabbing her and making her look at me. “God damn it, Kagome! Stand still. Why are you being so persistent about getting out of here? You are making me feel like you have not given me one damned single thought since you woke up.” He lectured.
He focused on the unspoken worry that was fluttering between them. Releasing his grip on her arms, he took a step back from her. “Do you regret it?”
She sat on the bed, while she was strapping up her heels. Onces they were fastened, she ran her fingers through her hair. “No. I don’t regret it. Not one single bit.”
“Then, why not stay?” He asked, halting her exit, out of their room, and more importantly, out of his life.
“I just...I just can’t. Please, let me go, Maru.” Kagome pleaded, as she felt the familiar sting in the back of her eyes, that she knew tears would start flowing.
“How long have you two been together? Obviously not long, if you’re here with me.”
“Nine years.” Kagome bit out trying to hold back the tears.
“Nine years, and you’ve never slept with the guy?”
“You know, not every relationship in this world is about sex!” She returned defensively. “He needs me to take care of him.”
“What is this guy, an invalid?”
“No.”
Kagome turned to him, she wrapped her hand around his neck and pulled him down to her. Even in her heels, he was much taller than her. She pressed her lips to his. Kagome let out a little sigh as she wrapped both her arms around his head and held him close as they shared one last kiss.
Maru felt something was about to change in his life, and not for the better. Unconsciously, he wrapped both his arms around her, holding tightly against his chest, as he gladly, yet unwillingly returned her kiss.
Maru had slipped his hands down her waist to her hips as he held her against his growing arousal. “That is not fair,” Kagome whispered as she pulled away from him and turned toward the door.
“Ruka.” Maru called softly, afraid that she was going to walk out of his life again.
She had frozen when he had called her that. She wanted to cry. That was the name he had given to her when they had been dating back in college. He was making leaving him only that much harder on her. He then started walking toward her with his hand outstretched, unwilling to let her leave him again. Why could he not just let her leave, so she could break down and cry?
He pulled her against him once more, her hand going up to cup his cheek. “Karu,” she whispered his name that she had given to him back in college, resting her forehead against his. “Why can’t you just let me leave. Let it be dignified.”
“Give me one reason why you can’t or won’t stay with me. And don’t give me the bullshit that you have to go home.”
With a sigh, her heart breaking with every second that passes. “I can’t.”
“Then,” he began as he backed her up against the wall, bending at his knees, he wrapped his arms around the back of her knees and picked her up, pressing himself against her core. “You can think of a reason why you have to leave, while I fuck you against this wall.” He finished as he leaned into her neck and started suckling at her pulse point.
“Why can’t you see that this isn’t fair?” Kagome sobbed as her hand dug into his hair, holding his head against her.
“Not fair to whom?” Maru growled as he nipped at her neck. “Let me, at least one last time, make love to you if you’re not going to stay.”
“Karu,” Kagome cried into his hair, “You making love to me is the best and worst thing for me. It is not, however, going to make me change my mind.”
Maru nuzzled her neck, almost on the verge of tears himself, not that he would admit it. “Isn’t there anything I can do to make you change your mind to stay?”
“No.” Kagome whispered, trying to stop her tears, trying to be a strong independent woman, however, failing miserably.
Maru breathed in deeply before slowly letting it out. “Let me, anyways.” He pleaded with her. Maru unwrapped his arms, instead, he wrapped them around her waist, letting her legs go about his waist. A moment later, after he had moved her panties aside, Maru had entered her sharply, Kagome covered her mouth as a sob threatened to escape her throat and as she tried to hold back her tears, but they seemed to flow against her will.
“Why not the woman you have at home, waiting for your return?” Kagome asked as she wiped away a tear on her cheek, her voice cracking, making it sound like she was stuttering as Maru continually pounded into her against the wall.
“I have not had the touch of a woman in so long, nor a woman to warm my bed at night for just as long. I’ve missed the touch of a woman. Even more so, I’ve missed your touch.” His breathing became harsh. His sentences breaking up every couple of words, each time he had entered her. When he had mentioned her, he had particularly impaled her more forcedly.
Kagome gripped his hair before pulling his head back and leaning down to kiss him. Giving up on trying to fight him. Their emotions were too much and she was tired of trying to be strong and leave. Maru seemed to sense when she had stopped fighting, and pulled away from the wall, making his way back to the king sized bed that they had shared that night before laying her down. She sucked his bottom lip into her mouth, nibbling a bit on his lip.
Kagome unwrapped her left leg from around his waist and crossed his over his chest, her ankle just touching his shoulder. He gripped her left shoulder at the same time, his left hand tightened his grip on her hip, increasing his forcefulness into her, making her cry out his name loudly. He watched as she gripped the sheets under her, signaling to him that she was close to her climax. Maru increased his pace into her once more when he felt her walls clenching around his member, her release causing his own.
Maru did not want waste this opportunity, so as they both climaxed, he did everything he could to increase their pleasure; pulling most of the way out, he then slammed back into her. As he hit deep inside her, she let out a scream that was sure to wake the people in the surrounding rooms. Maru repeated these last motions a few more times before he was completely spent and fell on top of her.
ATM
Kagome slipped out of the room, closing the door behind her silently. She thought back on the time that they had spent together this morning as she waited for the elevator to stop on her floor, hoping to hell that he did not wake up and come after her. She crossed her arms as she got onto the elevator, as if trying to hold herself together. She would wait until she had gotten to her hotel, and into her room before she broke down. However she could not do that until after her meeting, which she had been running late for.
ATM
“Where the hell have you been?! It’s almost time for the meeting!” Sango nearly yelled as she entered their room a short time later.
“I don’t have time to explain. I’ll jump into the shower quick. Why don’t you go down and stall them until I get there, if they come early.”
Sango looked at her sternly for a moment, but then noticed Kagome’s somber ambiance. “Fine. Just don’t take too long.”
A half hour later, Kagome was walking into the meeting. “Sorry I’m late, I just ran into someone I knew back in college, and just seem to have lost track of time.” Kagome smiled as she explained about her lateness.
Sango was reminded of the somber appearance she had when she had walked in this morning with the same dress she had on last night. Wondering who she had met last night. As she thought on this, Kagome had started the meeting. As she listened, Sango tried to figure out why her best friend was feeling so depressed. The only time that Sango could think of was when Kagome thought about one person. Taisho Maru. And then Sango could not help but feel for her friend.
It was then as Kagome was pointing to something or other for their presentation that Sango noticed the ring on her friend’s hand.
As the meeting came to a closing, Sango still had been lost in her thoughts, after a moment, she realized that everyone in the conference room was looking at her while Kagome was trying to get her attention. Saying her apologies for her lack of attention, she gave her full attention to Kagome.
"It seems that my assistant, Kikyo, has forgotten to put the proper forms and documentation into my file. Could you email her and have her send them over right away." Kagome asked as she leaned on the table, her eyebrow twitching. Sango could see her friend's irrigation, briefly wondering when she was going to fire Kikyo for her incompetence to preform basic job requirements.
ATM
“Is there a congratulations in order?” Sango asked as they had walked into their room after what she would call a successful meeting. However, Sango was not referring to the meeting.
“No.” Kagome said flatly. As she pulled the ring off and put it on the bedside table, and then sat down.
“What happened?” Sango asked as she sat across from her on her own bed.
“You dragged me out to a night club, then promptly left me to sit at the bar alone all night.” Kagome sighed. “He was there too, and by the time we had met, I was too drunk. We went back to his room. Lets say, waking up this morning to find that on my finger really did a number on me.”
“I just can’t believe he had kept it all these years.” Sango said smiling sadly.
“What do you mean?”
“Kagome, Honey, he planned on asking you to marry him back then. That was until you broke things off with him. What happened anyways?”
“Kikyo happened.” Kagome sighed her answer.
“What did she do?” Sango asked incredulously.
“She had told me that Maru had raped her.” Kagome said, turned around and looked out the window behind her, completely missing the raised brow of her friend.
“Did you even let him explain himself?” Now remembering that he had come to her after the fact, wondering himself why she would break up with him. Before explaining himself. Sango also remembered trying to get Kagome to talk to him after she had calmed down, but she would have none of it.
“No, I was too angry with him. I still am.” Kagome said, brushing away new tears. “You know, he never even denied sleeping with her?”
“Sweetie, I really think that you need to go talk to him.”
“The next words to that man out of my mouth will be ‘I want a divorce’. I can’t see him again.”
Sango would not and could not let things end this way with her friend that she considers her sister. So she starts formulating a plan in her mind. “What hotel is he staying at? I will give him the ring back.”
Kagome told her, not taking her eyes from the window. Right now she just wanted to be alone so she could cry properly.
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To Be Continued . . . Next Week . . .
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