Damsel on Display by SunsetMiko

Failed Excuses

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

Chapter 8 - Failed Excuses

Sesshoumaru sat in his favorite chair, half concealed behind his curtains, awaiting the show. He was surprised that she seemed to be talking to him amicably. He had expected crying, screaming, and maybe even throwing things. Instead, she was acting as if nothing was wrong, except for the fact that she was not in his arms reacquainting herself with his body. She couldn't have forgiven the half-breed, could she? She'd hinted that maybe they could have something together, and he'd been dreaming about what that might be ever since he read it. He couldn't lose that hope now.

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"There is something I wanted to talk to you about. A few nights ago, the night you kept sending my calls right to voicemail, I got the most surprising tweet."

Inuyasha started to sweat and his hand began nervously tugging in the collar of his shirt. "Y...Yeah?"

Her tone was sickly sweet, and the hanyou knew instinctively that he was fucked, before she even spoke the words. "You weren't at the office at all that night, I got a picture. You want to see it?"

"Umm..." was all her got out before her phone was held in front of his face. His eyes widened and he swallowed hard.

"This isn't the best one, though, Inu." She slid to the next picture, and then finally the last, the one that clearly showed just who he betrayed her with. "You can't imagine how surprised I was to find out that you were screwing around with my sister, in my apartment, in my bed."

Inuyasha snatched up the phone and stared hard at the incriminating evidence. "Who the hell sent you this? Who was peeping in our damn windows?"

"That's what you're concerned about?" Kagome asked, anger seeping into her tone.

"Well, fuck, Kagome. It's obviously fake. Someone took pictures of us and then put Kikyo's face in it." The hanyou stalked to the window, trying to figure out the right angle so he knew who he needed to kill. "That fucking bastard!" he snarled. "It was Sesshoumaru! You know how much he hates me, of course he would try to fuck with our relationship!"

"I'm not an idiot, Inuyasha. You are a liar and a cheater, and that is sure as hell not photo-shopped. You know what else you are?" she was yelling now, reveling in how his ears flattened to his head to avoid the loud sound. "Homeless!" She stalked to the closet, grabbed a duffel bag, and tossed it at his head. "Pack and get out. I don't ever want to see you again. Maybe Kikyo will take you in."

"But... But Babe, I would never... I didn't..." Inuyasha trailed off, a defeated expression on his face as he realized there was no changing her mind. "I... I'm sorry, Kagome. I never meant for this to happen."

Her hand whipped out and slapped him hard across the face before he knew what was happening. "No, you never meant for me to find out. Now pack! You have ten minutes and then I'm calling Sango to escort you out." She knew that would work. Her now ex-boyfriend had always been afraid of Sango, and Sango had never really liked the hanyou. She wouldn't mind a bit having the opportunity to show him just how she felt about him, and once she heard what he'd done, he wouldn't be walking properly for quite some time, demon healing or not.

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Sesshoumaru really wished he could hear what was being said, because whatever she threatened him with to get him moving had seriously done the trick. He'd never seen his half-brother move so quickly and it wasn't even five minutes before he left the bedroom, Kagome close on his heels. Finally, she was free of the half-breed, and maybe he would be able to make his move. Of course, that required being able to speak in her presence, which was probably going to require some work. If only she knew who he was from his messages. It would save him a lot of trouble.