Disclamer: Nope, I checked. Still don't own Inuyasha. Nor do I own Nickelback. However, one or both would be nice
Okay, so I was listening to Nickelback and this just popped into my head. So I hope you enjoy Sesshomaru's ride with a bad Kagome.
When he’d first seen her he couldn’t take his eyes off her. It wasn’t love at first sight, but it definitely something. He perused her, tried to woo her, things he’d never done before. He’d never had to; he didn’t chase after females they came to him. But gods how he wanted her, like nothing before or since.
I wanted you I wanted no one else
I thought it through I got you to myself
The first time he took her it was like nothing he’d ever felt. She was everything he thought he wanted, needed; never realizing that she was too wet, too tight, too good. Too everything, until it was too late.
You got off every time you got on to me I got caught up in favorable slavery
Was it wrong was it right
They were at it again, the arguing, the fighting, God the noise. It didn’t start out like this; he wanted her in the worst way, his need was like a disease in its sudden intensity. It was like nothing he’d felt before. Wanting her, only her.
You got off every time you got on to me I got caught up in favorable slavery
Was it wrong was it right
She was doing it again, making unreasonable demands, bitching about what she thought she saw, what she heard. She enjoyed making him miserable, she had to, she always had this look in her eyes when they fought. However, he was the fool that allowed her to continue with the accusations, where others had been left for less. Maybe he enjoyed her a little too much.
I guess it wasn’t really right I guess it wasn’t meant to be
It didn’t matter what they said cause we were good in bed
I guess I stuck around so I could watch us fight for all the wrong reasons
Grabbing her probably wasn’t the smartest thing he could have done, but when it came to her, he was never in his right mind. The screaming, the yelling, the tears. He shoved her away from him with every intention of leaving, but as with everything involving her, he second-guessed himself. Her snide words, insults, she made him act this way. It was a revolving door, they would fight then they would fuck, but it was, Oh. So. Good.
No, it didn’t matter what I tried
It’s just a little hard to leave when you’re going down on me
I guess I stuck around so I could watch us fight for all the wrong reasons
She was the best at what she did they both knew it. How could he walk away? He watched her with slightly narrowed eyes as she slowly made her way towards him. The tears fresh on her face. But as she dropped to her knees and took him into her mouth all thoughts of leaving were forgotten about.
Well you know my friends they know your enemies
I pretend not to hear what they said to me
His friends couldn’t understand why they were still together. They had warned him, that the good girl act she portrayed was just that, an act. They threw out names upon names of those who knew her, those who had been with her, but he just wouldn’t listen. She mesmerized him to the point of stupidity.
Cause I got off every time you got on to me was it wrong to go along with insanity
Was it wrong was it right
He no longer felt like himself, he changed his routine to suit her needs. Changed himself for her. Looking himself in the mirror, he no longer knew the being starring back at him. But he still couldn’t bring himself to hate her, he wanted her, all of her, everything she did to him, he invited, basked in the misery others would have drowned in. Was insanity contagious?
I guess it wasn’t really right I guess it wasn’t meant to be
It didn’t matter what they said cause we were good in bed
I guess I stuck around so I could watch us fight for all the wrong reasons
He thought this was it, he was finally done, this last fight had done it. He’d never in his life put his hand on a female, but she just kept pushing and pushing until he snapped. It took his brother and another to pull him off her. Sure, she cried even screamed a little, but then she smiled and left.
No, it didn’t matter what I tried
It’s just a little hard to leave when you’re going down on me
I guess I stuck around so I could watch us fight for all the wrong reasons
He promised himself that he wouldn’t go back. He needed some time to think without her, but he truly was weak. Because when she called he left, despite the fact that everything in his body revolted against the idea of seeing her at that moment. Once again he was trapped.
I guess it wasn’t what I want it wasn’t really what I thought
I thought it was the day I got I want it all to go away
He woke up surrounded in her scent and could feel himself becoming nauseous. He didn’t want this; he didn’t plan for it all to go so wrong. He damn near fell on his way to the bathroom so that he could relieve his stomach of its contents. As he sat upon the cold tile floor, he thought about the last year. God his life was shit, he hadn’t intended on things turning out this way, she was a pretty package, but what she needed he couldn’t give. He just wanted it all to go away.
I guess it wasn’t really right I guess it wasn’t meant to be
It didn’t matter what they said cause we were good in bed
I guess I stuck around so I could watch us fight for all the wrong reasons
No, it didn’t matter what I tried
It’s just a little hard to leave while you’re going down on me
I guess I stuck around so I could watch us fight for all the wrong reasons
Everything about them was wrong. They should have gone their separate ways a long time ago. He told himself he should just leave, his friends told him he should leave, hell she even dared him to leave, then laughed because she knew he wouldn’t. They fought too much, but he too far gone. Every time it looked as if they could make things work they fell apart. His wounded pride was always, always soothed between her thighs while she changed his mind with her body. Whispering softly, don’t leave, I’ll make it all better. Maybe tomorrow was all he could think as he followed behind her, happily into madness.