Damsel on Display by SunsetMiko

Guilty Conscience

I do not own Inuyasha and I make no money from writing these stories.

Chapter 7 - Guilty Conscience

Inuyasha was nervous. Kagome would be home soon and he knew he'd screwed up. He had ignored her calls a few too many times and it had clearly pissed her off. When he finally did get to talk to her, however, she seemed fine. She accepted his excuses and forgave him immediately, which was not a typical Kagome thing to do.

He was also nervous for another reason. This time around Kikyo, who he secretly considered his mistress because it made him feel like a big man, had demanded he take her out for a night on the town. They'd gone to dinner and dancing on several occasions and he'd spent the entire time glancing around, paranoid that someone who knew he and Kagome, would see them. Now that she was returning, he was terrified that someone had spotted them and told her.

He knew what he was doing was screwed up. When Kikyo had first tried to seduce him, he'd turned her down, though he hadn't told Kagome about it, knowing their relationship was strained as it was. The thought, however, festered in his mind, feeding his ego. He had managed to attract both sisters, why shouldn't he enjoy it? He could keep a low profile with Kikyo, and Kagome would never be the wiser. When Kikyo had approached him again, his will to fight against her was long gone, and he'd fucked her right there in his office.

Now it was a beast that was out of control. Kikyo was demanding more and more of his attention, all the while hinting that she was tired of being the other woman, and he knew he was in trouble. He didn't want to leave Kagome and he'd never intended to hurt her. He loved her. He was a man, however, and he hadn't been able to help himself.

His white ears twitched atop his head at the sound of footsteps in the hall, and he moved quickly to greet his girlfriend as she opened the door. "Kagome! Welcome home. You don't know how much I missed you." He tried to wrap his arms around her, only to be pushed off, and he frowned. "Oh c'mon, I already apologized for missing so many of your calls. That project demanded a lot of my time and focus."

The miko walked right past him and into the bedroom, and dropped her suitcase on the floor at the end of the bed to slip off her business jacket. Her eyes flickered to the window for a moment before she looked away, wondering if he was watching. Of course, she had tweeted what time she should be home, a little more specific than usual, and she knew he wouldn't want to miss this for the world.

Inuyasha followed after her, desperately trying to figure out what kind of angry she was. Was this the 'you neglected me angry' that he'd experienced before, or was this a new 'you betrayed me' kind of angry? "Kagome? What's wrong? You have a crappy trip back?" Oh how he hoped it was something so simple and in no way related to him.

"No, Inuyasha, my trip was fine. It would have been nice if I had been able to talk to you each night, because the conference was boring and I was lonely, but it's okay. I know you were busy."