AN: It's summer now, so I think I have more time to dedicate to writing. I hope. Anyways, I was really in the mood to write for this fic. I hope that it's not moving too quickly (as far as plotline…Definitely not updating.) It might seem OOC, but it happens I guess. Ohh, and some interaction is gonna happen between Sesshoumaru and Kagome. Yay! Sorry for any errors as usual. I have a knack for updating late at night, where I don't really catch my mistakes.
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha.
When Winter Met Summer
Chapter Five: Kiss or Miss
Sesshoumaru stared at the ceiling of his bedroom, not bothering himself to get out of bed. It was 6:30 in the morning, thirty minutes earlier than he needed to be up. It was one of those days, and he could tell, where he'd feel an immense amount of pressure. But for what? He didn't know, nor did he want to find out.
I hate work.
Suddenly his cell phone rang on the nightstand beside him. Groaning, he sat up and grabbed the phone, placing it to his ear.
"What?" He growled.
"Mr. Tanrei! We're having a little…Difficulties. I hate to wake you up at this time of da—"
"Get on with it, Jaken. I don't have all the time in the world to listen to you babble."
"Well…It's just that…It's just that we have an "unwanted guest" trying to enter the building. We're on a strict "no visitors" policy, you know! Clearly no one has invited this man in. And I have to say, he looks quite like that Naraku fellow, though my memory isn't the best, but forgive me Mr. Tanrei! Oh, Mr. Tanrei I feel horrible, just horri—"
"Shut up, Jaken."
With that, he quickly snapped his cell phone shut before getting out of bed. If that Naraku creep was lurking around his office, there'd be hell to pay.
Within twenty minutes, Sesshoumaru was slamming his car door shut and getting ready to enter the elevator to his floor. The whole time a string of curses had exited his mouth, some that would be considered more than foul. He tapped his foot impatiently against the carpeted floor of the elevator, watching each floor light up as it passed. His vision was almost blurry as his eyes narrowed more and more.
"Damn it, hurry up!" He grounded out, exhaling when a small 'ding' noise was heard. He briskly stepped out of the elevator and towards the door to the section where he worked.
Jaken quickly flung the door open, his eyes wide in terror. "Mr. Tanrei!" He shrieked, hopping around in a small circle, not sure of what to do next.
"Quit making me look like an idiot, Jaken." Sesshoumaru bristled softly before entering the room.
When he entered the room, he was rather angry to see Naraku sitting in his chair. If he didn't pay for it, he damn well didn't belong in it. Plus, the "no visitors" policy was the number one rule he cared for, and right now, it was being broken.
"Ah, hello Mr. Tanrei. Nice to see you this early in the morning," Naraku quipped, folding his hands on his lap. The smile in his eyes looked rather wicked.
"Make your business here short. We're on a "no visitors" policy. That clearly means you."
"Snippy." Naraku replied, grinning nonetheless. "But my business here is not about something. It's about someone. You know her quite well, I assume?"
"And who are you talking about?"
Sesshoumaru felt a small amount of anger boil in him, but he kept it in check. He wouldn't lose his cool in front of this man. "What about her?"
"You know," Naraku said, instantly getting out of the chair before pacing around the desk, hands clasped behind his back. "Kagome…She's been going through a rough time. A very rough time. What, with work and taking care of bills…You know how it goes. Right now, I think this job is just draining the life out of her."
Sesshoumaru raised a brow, not seeing where this was going.
"What are you to my client?"
Naraku paused, as if deep in thought. "Let's just say…An old acquaintance." He smiled briefly before turning his back to Sesshoumaru.
"I'm afraid that I can't let her go of her job unless she formally requests to do so." Sesshoumaru bit out, keeping his tone mild. "She has to be the one to quit or request any breaks with me. You…Are a mere stranger."
Silence seemed to overtake the air around them, and Sesshoumaru could almost feel the tension boiling.
"Besides," Sesshoumaru continued, not able to keep from saying this, "She obviously has no intentions of speaking to you again. I'm sure you saw the little "outburst" she had, did you not?" He smirked, leaning against the door way.
"She never was good at controlling her emotions."
"From the looks of it, neither were you to get yourself in such trouble with the law, hm?"
Naraku glared at Sesshoumaru, his eyes seeming to burn with malice.
"Shut the hell up." He hissed.
Just then, Kagome entered the office, in such a hurry that she didn't notice the two men staring each other down. Her back was to them as she dropped her purse on her desk along with her coat. Turning around, she finally took a look at two men occupying the room with cold faces on. Her throat almost closed up at the sight of Naraku who stood with his ruby eyes gleaming. That was never a good sign.
"Wha…What's going on here?" She inquired, shifting her eyes toward Sesshoumaru, afraid of making contact with Naraku.
"Business," Sesshoumaru replied curtly. "Business that is finished." That was his cue to leave, and if he didn't take it, he'd demonstrate.
With a cold glare, Naraku headed towards the door, stopping by Kagome briefly. Her body instantly froze, and the hairs on the back of her neck rose in anticipation.
"You're mine." He whispered, low enough for only her ears to hear.
A breath that she didn't know she had been holding was released from her lips as she watched the door slam. Her heart was racing with her blue eyes wide in fear. Just what the hell was happening? Why was he here? These thoughts were running through her head, a million miles per second. She quickly snapped out of her paralyzed state to look at Sesshoumaru who was approaching her.
He glanced into her eyes, reading her emotions like an open book. Fear, anger, hate…All of these emotions were visible. Hesitantly, he lifted his hand to her cheek, watching her flinch. For some reason, nothing was running through his mind right now. Adrenaline was racing throughout his body. He was purely acting on instinct at this point.
As he leaned in towards her, Kagome's breath hitched in her throat. She wanted to stop him, she wanted to push him away and say it was wrong. He of all people should know that. He's not being his self…I know he'd hate himself if he realized what he did. With that thought planted into her head firmly, she rested her hands on his chest and pushed him away lightly. A gentle, but firm way of telling him no.
Instantly he snapped out of his trance-like state. His golden eyes that were warm pools for a moment had hardened to stone. A look of disgust came upon his features before he slammed the door to his own private office shut.
A few moments later, Kagome crumpled against her desk, emotions running wild. He almost kissed her. He almost did it. But she had to stop him. It would've been something they'd both regret. Besides, relationships in the workplace were unneeded and unwanted. It just stunned her to think that someone like him would give into instinct and not think with his head. In reality, she wanted that kiss. Wouldn't any other girl feel the same in her place? She shook her head before sitting at her desk, taking a deep breath.
Right now was not the time to think over this.
"But…I just don't understand," Sango said, waving a fork around during their lunch break. "Why in the world would he come to your job?"
Kagome shook her head, not in the mood for talking about Naraku and Sesshoumaru's showdown earlier in the morning.
"Kagome, you have to be careful. If he's walking around in your own workplace, something's up. He's plotting something. And knowing him, whatever it is, it isn't pretty."
"Right," Kagome said, not sure of what else to reply with.
"I'm serious. And as for Sesshoumaru…I swear you've got him hook, line, and sinker." She winked, causing Kagome to blush. "If you could cause him to lose that cold exterior for even one second, you've got him. That's all there is to say," Sango finished in final manner.
"Sango, I don't think that's the case. He wasn't acting like himself anyways. He was just acting purely on instinct."
Sango rolled her eyes. "Even if he was, it doesn't matter. He let himself go for just one minute, and that one minute was with you. And let me tell you something, Kagome. You need someone like him. A guy like him is a guy worth keeping. Naraku was a mistake, one that you just don't want to repeat. Sesshoumaru…I'd say he's a great guy, one that would treat you right. Just keep it mind, okay?"
Kagome sighed, leaning back in her seat. "Sure…Sure."
It was evening, and Kagome was just exiting the office after an hour of staying overtime. She had been caught up in organizing files and editing various things. It was almost seven by now, and the air was becoming colder. Tightening her coat around her neck, she briskly walked to her snow-covered car in the parking lot. Her car was the only one there, alongside a sleek silver one a few parking spaces away.
Sighing, she fumbled for her keys, inhaling sharply at the bite of cold wind. She suddenly turned around, sensing someone near her. There Sesshoumaru stood, decked with only a light jacket as protection against the cold air.
"Oh…Hi, Mr. Tanrei."
"Oh…Well then…Hi Sesshoumaru." She said, feeling odd with the first name basis.
"Look," He began, clearly not used to this sort of confrontation. "About what happened earlier this morning. I acted poorly, and out of character. That wasn't the time or place to do so and…"
As he went on talking, Sango's words suddenly entered Kagome's head. "You need someone like him…"
Without thinking, she interrupted Sesshoumaru in the middle of whatever it was he was saying.
"Would you like to get a cup of coffee?" She hastily asked, not even realizing the words that had flowed out of her mouth until they were already hanging in the air.
Oh dear god.
What had she done?