Remember Me by Butterfly Kima

When You Wear This. . .

Remember Me

"Kagome. . ." Sesshomaru hesitated for just a moment. "I've. . ." He wanted to tell her that he'd spent the entire night thinking about her. He wasn't sure why, didn't understand a single thing about it, only that he couldn't get her out of his thoughts, hadn't been able to for days, or was it longer? Weeks even? He knew only that recently she'd been in his thoughts.

"Yeah?" Kagome glanced up from where she was filling out a form at the lost luggage desk in the airport she'd just arrived in.

It was an evil twist of fate, cruel and completely insensitive to throw them together like this. She was just getting in from a long stay at the family shrine and a visit with her family, and he was just leaving, off on another business trip, meetings, evil hostile like take overs of major corperations, stuff like that. They'd met at the luggage area, she was just speaking with someone about a lost suite case, he was just walking up to get his registered. They'd spent several minutes talking while an attendant had hunted down the form for her to fill out and now she was busy, his luggage was checked in and he needed to make his way to his plane. "I've. . . I've got to go. It was really nice to see you again." His hand lingered in his pocket where a small box was stashed. He'd bought it for her years ago, before they'd somehow managed to lose touch, but he always kept it with him. The deeply burried sentimental part of him showing itself in the rarest and hardest to notice of ways. He'd purchased it when he had entertained notions of her becoming more than just of friend to him, but then, she always had been, she was the one who looked to him as nothing but a friend.

Kagome paused long enough to turn around and wrap her arms around him in a firece hug. She dug in her purse for just a moment and drew out a business card. "This has every possible number you can reach me with on it, you aren't allowed to lose it. Understand? Use it. Call me alright? Anytime." She tucked the card into his shirt pocket and patted it before hugging him again. "When you get back. . . if you decide to come back this time, we have to get together again, lunch, some coffee, dinner maybe. I've missed you you know." She smiled and just for good measure hugged him again to let him know she was serious.

Sesshomaru wrapped his arms around her and squeezed tightly before releasing her. Over head speakers called out a warning boarding call for his flight. "I have to go Kagome." He stared at her for just a moment longer before withdrawing the tiny box and lifting her hand to set it in her palm and curl her fingers around it. Fate had obviously determined he should give it to her this time. He usually kept it tucked away in his suite case when he traveled, this time though, he'd tucked it into his pocket. "This is for you." The speakers called out a last boarding call. "I've got to go." He wanted to lean down and kiss her, just her cheek if nothing else, but didn't dare risk it. Instead he smiled, squeezed her hand, and picked up his carry on before making a dash for his boarding station.

She watched him until he disappeared from sight, then set the small box down while she finnished filling out her Lost Luggage Form and handing it to an attendant who promissed her that it would be in the office by noon where all the unclaimed luggage went and if they found any matching her description she would be called up to claim it. Kagome snatched up her purse and the small box before running outside and hailing one of the many waiting cabs. Once inside and situated, after giving her orders to the driver, she sat back and stared at it.

Sesshomaru had said it was for her. Slowly she untied the little ribbon and lifted the top off to find inside nestled a necklace. Her trained eye noted that it wasn't silver, but white gold, and the stone was a black opal. Not terribly expensive, but bright and colorful and difficult to find so large and uniquely cut.

It was a white gold heart with the black opal cut in the shape of a butterfly, the chain, long and dainty, was beautiful and intricate. She fingered it for a moment before realizing that it was a locket. She struggled with it for a moment before finding the clasp and clicking it open. Inside was a picture of. . . them. It was from years ago, when they were in school together, they had been on a 'class' outing, where all their friends had come along, he and his brother, and she with Koga at the time. Kouga had chosen that night, while she was surrounded by friends to tell her that he was involved with someone else and he wanted to end things. Sesshomaru had been the one to offer comfort. The kind she needed. Not empty promisses or 'It'll be alrights,' simply strong, silent support. The picture was of late that night, he had his arm slung around her shoulders while she carried a milk shake and he was smiling at her, his small, reserved, amused smile that he so rarely showed, while she smiled bravely for the camera. After a moment of studying the picture she decided that it had been an amazingly kind gesture and she turned it around to hook it on, only to notice something engraved on the back.

Kagome lowered the chain she'd been about to clasp around her neck and captured the dangling locket in her hand to read it. "When you Wear This. . . Remember Me." Kagome fingered the words a moment before smiling and finally clasping it around her neck. She would. She would definately remember him.