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Revelation (Prompt #16) | Inuyasha
Collection Title: Fleeting
Genre: Drama/Romance
Rating: Y
Summary: A collection of oneshots & drabbles centered around the fleeting moments in Sesshoumaru's and Kagome's relationship as they fumble towards one another. AU; Serial.
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un_love_you Prompt Table here. Prompt for this piece is: #16: “I want to break you.”
Title: Revelation
Universe: Alternate (modern era)
Rating: T
Word Count: 1192
Pairing: Sesshoumaru/Kagome
Summary: Sesshoumaru’s father continues to goad him, while Inuyasha digs further into Kagome’s past.
Author’s Note: #11 in a series. Part 1 | Parts 2-10
Many thanks to everyone who responded to my research post! :) You guys have definitely helped me hammer out the timeline.
Disclaimer: The Inuyasha concept, story, and characters are copyright Rumiko Takahashi and Viz Media.
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FROM: The King <i.taisho@taishoenterprises.com>
TO: The Heir <s.taisho@taishoenterprises.com>
CC: The Spare <i.malliard@taishoenterprises.com>
SUBJECT: [SECURE] Memo
S. –
Good show!
– D.
FROM: The Heir <s.taisho@taishoenterprises.com>
TO: The King <i.taisho@taishoenterprises.com>
CC: The Spare <i.malliard@taishoenterprises.com>
SUBJECT: Re: [SECURE] Memo
Mind calling off your dogs, then, your majesty?
FROM: The King <i.taisho@taishoenterprises.com>
TO: The Heir <s.taisho@taishoenterprises.com>
SUBJECT: Re: [SECURE] Memo
S. –
Oh, surely you jest!
Your greatest weakness is your follow through. You’d do well to take a lesson from the mongrel in these matters – move fast, strike first.
Show me you can deliver SHK on your own, and then we’ll talk.
– D.
~*~
“Sometimes I really hate this,” Inuyasha sighed, settling against the back of the booth in the small, quiet shop. He glanced morosely at Kagome. “Who knew business could be so shady?”
She gave him a sympathetic smile before taking a bite of her sandwich. “It’s a high stakes enterprise,” she said wryly. “People play to win.”
Inuyasha wrinkled his brow as he studied his uneaten lunch. “That may be so, but my dad uses some pretty shameless tactics.”
Kagome shrugged. “Well, he’s new to it all, right? Sometimes you have gamble high and risk it all. Power means everything to these people; the rest of it is just an intellectual exercise.”
“I guess…” he murmured. Kagome’s heart went out to her friend as she studied him; he was growing increasingly uncomfortable with each passing moment. As she struggled to come up with some other reassurance, he spoke first. “He’s pretty ruthless. It’s a bit eye-opening.”
Kagome reached for Inuyasha’s hand. “Yeah, your illusions about what a great and humble man your father must be to lead such a successful company are shattered pretty quickly, when you learn what he really does for a living.” She squeezed his hand. “I wish I could say it gets easier to tolerate, but…”
“But what?” he prompted.
“Well, I’d never know,” she replied in a low voice. “My father decided he couldn’t take it anymore after a business deal went wrong and he lost funding for the shrine.” She dropped her sandwich on her plate, her appetite disappearing rapidly with this new turn in conversation.
“I’m sorry,” Inuyasha said quietly.
Kagome nodded, biting her lip in a vain attempt to calm herself. Her father’s death was still very hard for her to think about, even though five years had passed since the horrible incident. Flashes of memory rose unbidden to the forefront of her mind – her mother’s cry of anguish in discovering the body – the ambulance arriving to take him away – the somber state of affairs at the funeral, which her grandfather refused to attend – the split down family lines when his will was uncovered and disseminated…
Inuyasha, noticing her suddenly somber state, left his side of the table and slid into the booth next to her, wrapping his arm around her shoulders.
“Know what the worst part about the whole thing was?” she asked, her voice gravelly with unshed tears. She didn’t wait for him to respond. “The way my family’s company was handled after his death was absolutely despicable.”
Inuyasha’s eyebrows shot up as he caught her eye.
She wasn’t surprised at his reaction, given the sheer, strident bitterness of her tone. “My father’s business partners scrambled like ants to pick up what was left of the company, fighting amongst themselves for the biggest shares of stock and most votes on the board of directors. A couple of them even courted my mother – !” She clamped her mouth shut, unconsciously balling her hands into fists as the wave of disgust overwhelmed her. “My father hadn’t been dead for six months, but they didn’t care. They didn’t even bother to hide their ulterior motives when they went after her.”
Inuyasha swallowed convulsively. “Wow, that sucks.”
Kagome nodded. “At least we had Jii-chan, who demanded she observe the ‘proper’ mourning time in accordance with family tradition.” She paused. “He probably saved her life, compelling her to comply with his wishes like that.”
She glanced up at Inuyasha, her lips drawn in a thin line. “So you see? I know what lengths some men will go to for their own selfish desires. My mother regained her sanity, thank God, and moved all of our interests into a trust, so we wouldn’t find ourselves that vulnerable ever again.”
“But you all still have a vote, right?” Inuyasha asked, puzzled.
Kagome snorted in response. “Who gives a ten-year-old a seat on the board of directors? Like my little brother is mature enough to understand these things!” She shook her head as she pulled away from him, turning her gaze to the empty space beside her. “Let’s just change the subject, okay?”
There was a moment of silence before he replied. “All right.”
He reluctantly left her side, taking up opposite her once again and picking up his sandwich. “So, have any big plans for the weekend?”
Kagome took a deep breath, relieved to be moving on to lighter, happier subjects. “I hope so!” she replied, unable to suppress the smile that bubbled up to her lips.
“You mean this mysterious boyfriend of yours hasn’t informed you of any elaborate plans for Valentine’s Day yet?” Inuyasha teased. “What’s he waiting for?”
“Hey! Maybe I like surprises!” she protested.
Inuyasha eyed her skeptically. “You, Miss Can’t-Keep-a-Secret?”
She blushed ruefully. “Okay, maybe that’s why Sesshoumaru hasn’t told me yet,” she admitted.
Her eyes widened when she realized she’d slipped up. She had purposefully kept Inuyasha in the dark about the identity of her boyfriend, not wanting him to realize that he never truly had a chance with her – not like he’d wanted, at Christmas. He’d become a wonderful friend over the course of the last few months, and she valued that a great deal. Boyfriends, she’d had. Flings, she’d had. Great friends? Those she could count on one hand.
“Sesshoumaru, eh?” Inuyasha mused, as if weighing the word – and finding it lacking.
“Yeah,” she breathed. The very idea of calling Sesshoumaru her boyfriend still sent shivers of excitement down her spine. Never before had a new year’s resolution produced such gains so quickly! Sure, they were taking it slow – much slower than she’d anticipated – but progress was steady. She could only hope her patience paid off very, very soon – like, say, on the supposedly “most romantic day of the year” soon.
She snapped back to the present. “You’re not mad that I didn’t tell you, are you?” she asked, eying her companion carefully.
Inuyasha shrugged. “It’s your business, not mine.”
Kagome nodded, relieved, if also a bit surprised that he was taking the news so well.
“Of course,” he continued, “if he hurts you, then it becomes my business.” He shrugged at her surprised glance. “Hey, rules of the road – that’s why most guys never want their girlfriends to have other guy friends. We’re a protective lot.”
Kagome smiled wryly at his surly expression, flattered by the idea of being protected as jealously as he hinted. “I think Sesshoumaru can handle himself just fine.”
“As long as he gives you that same respect,” Inuyasha said firmly, “then I’ve got no beef with him.”
Genre: Drama/Romance
Rating: Y
Summary: A collection of oneshots & drabbles centered around the fleeting moments in Sesshoumaru's and Kagome's relationship as they fumble towards one another. AU; Serial.
un_love_you Prompt Table here. Prompt for this piece is: #16: “I want to break you.”Title: Revelation
Universe: Alternate (modern era)
Rating: T
Word Count: 1192
Pairing: Sesshoumaru/Kagome
Summary: Sesshoumaru’s father continues to goad him, while Inuyasha digs further into Kagome’s past.
Author’s Note: #11 in a series. Part 1 | Parts 2-10
Many thanks to everyone who responded to my research post! :) You guys have definitely helped me hammer out the timeline.
Disclaimer: The Inuyasha concept, story, and characters are copyright Rumiko Takahashi and Viz Media.
FROM: The King <i.taisho@taishoenterprises.com>
TO: The Heir <s.taisho@taishoenterprises.com>
CC: The Spare <i.malliard@taishoenterprises.com>
SUBJECT: [SECURE] Memo
S. –
Good show!
– D.
FROM: The Heir <s.taisho@taishoenterprises.com>
TO: The King <i.taisho@taishoenterprises.com>
SUBJECT: Re: [SECURE] Memo
Mind calling off your dogs, then, your majesty?
FROM: The King <i.taisho@taishoenterprises.com>
TO: The Heir <s.taisho@taishoenterprises.com>
SUBJECT: Re: [SECURE] Memo
S. –
Oh, surely you jest!
Your greatest weakness is your follow through. You’d do well to take a lesson from the mongrel in these matters – move fast, strike first.
Show me you can deliver SHK on your own, and then we’ll talk.
– D.
“Sometimes I really hate this,” Inuyasha sighed, settling against the back of the booth in the small, quiet shop. He glanced morosely at Kagome. “Who knew business could be so shady?”
She gave him a sympathetic smile before taking a bite of her sandwich. “It’s a high stakes enterprise,” she said wryly. “People play to win.”
Inuyasha wrinkled his brow as he studied his uneaten lunch. “That may be so, but my dad uses some pretty shameless tactics.”
Kagome shrugged. “Well, he’s new to it all, right? Sometimes you have gamble high and risk it all. Power means everything to these people; the rest of it is just an intellectual exercise.”
“I guess…” he murmured. Kagome’s heart went out to her friend as she studied him; he was growing increasingly uncomfortable with each passing moment. As she struggled to come up with some other reassurance, he spoke first. “He’s pretty ruthless. It’s a bit eye-opening.”
Kagome reached for Inuyasha’s hand. “Yeah, your illusions about what a great and humble man your father must be to lead such a successful company are shattered pretty quickly, when you learn what he really does for a living.” She squeezed his hand. “I wish I could say it gets easier to tolerate, but…”
“But what?” he prompted.
“Well, I’d never know,” she replied in a low voice. “My father decided he couldn’t take it anymore after a business deal went wrong and he lost funding for the shrine.” She dropped her sandwich on her plate, her appetite disappearing rapidly with this new turn in conversation.
“I’m sorry,” Inuyasha said quietly.
Kagome nodded, biting her lip in a vain attempt to calm herself. Her father’s death was still very hard for her to think about, even though five years had passed since the horrible incident. Flashes of memory rose unbidden to the forefront of her mind – her mother’s cry of anguish in discovering the body – the ambulance arriving to take him away – the somber state of affairs at the funeral, which her grandfather refused to attend – the split down family lines when his will was uncovered and disseminated…
Inuyasha, noticing her suddenly somber state, left his side of the table and slid into the booth next to her, wrapping his arm around her shoulders.
“Know what the worst part about the whole thing was?” she asked, her voice gravelly with unshed tears. She didn’t wait for him to respond. “The way my family’s company was handled after his death was absolutely despicable.”
Inuyasha’s eyebrows shot up as he caught her eye.
She wasn’t surprised at his reaction, given the sheer, strident bitterness of her tone. “My father’s business partners scrambled like ants to pick up what was left of the company, fighting amongst themselves for the biggest shares of stock and most votes on the board of directors. A couple of them even courted my mother – !” She clamped her mouth shut, unconsciously balling her hands into fists as the wave of disgust overwhelmed her. “My father hadn’t been dead for six months, but they didn’t care. They didn’t even bother to hide their ulterior motives when they went after her.”
Inuyasha swallowed convulsively. “Wow, that sucks.”
Kagome nodded. “At least we had Jii-chan, who demanded she observe the ‘proper’ mourning time in accordance with family tradition.” She paused. “He probably saved her life, compelling her to comply with his wishes like that.”
She glanced up at Inuyasha, her lips drawn in a thin line. “So you see? I know what lengths some men will go to for their own selfish desires. My mother regained her sanity, thank God, and moved all of our interests into a trust, so we wouldn’t find ourselves that vulnerable ever again.”
“But you all still have a vote, right?” Inuyasha asked, puzzled.
Kagome snorted in response. “Who gives a ten-year-old a seat on the board of directors? Like my little brother is mature enough to understand these things!” She shook her head as she pulled away from him, turning her gaze to the empty space beside her. “Let’s just change the subject, okay?”
There was a moment of silence before he replied. “All right.”
He reluctantly left her side, taking up opposite her once again and picking up his sandwich. “So, have any big plans for the weekend?”
Kagome took a deep breath, relieved to be moving on to lighter, happier subjects. “I hope so!” she replied, unable to suppress the smile that bubbled up to her lips.
“You mean this mysterious boyfriend of yours hasn’t informed you of any elaborate plans for Valentine’s Day yet?” Inuyasha teased. “What’s he waiting for?”
“Hey! Maybe I like surprises!” she protested.
Inuyasha eyed her skeptically. “You, Miss Can’t-Keep-a-Secret?”
She blushed ruefully. “Okay, maybe that’s why Sesshoumaru hasn’t told me yet,” she admitted.
Her eyes widened when she realized she’d slipped up. She had purposefully kept Inuyasha in the dark about the identity of her boyfriend, not wanting him to realize that he never truly had a chance with her – not like he’d wanted, at Christmas. He’d become a wonderful friend over the course of the last few months, and she valued that a great deal. Boyfriends, she’d had. Flings, she’d had. Great friends? Those she could count on one hand.
“Sesshoumaru, eh?” Inuyasha mused, as if weighing the word – and finding it lacking.
“Yeah,” she breathed. The very idea of calling Sesshoumaru her boyfriend still sent shivers of excitement down her spine. Never before had a new year’s resolution produced such gains so quickly! Sure, they were taking it slow – much slower than she’d anticipated – but progress was steady. She could only hope her patience paid off very, very soon – like, say, on the supposedly “most romantic day of the year” soon.
She snapped back to the present. “You’re not mad that I didn’t tell you, are you?” she asked, eying her companion carefully.
Inuyasha shrugged. “It’s your business, not mine.”
Kagome nodded, relieved, if also a bit surprised that he was taking the news so well.
“Of course,” he continued, “if he hurts you, then it becomes my business.” He shrugged at her surprised glance. “Hey, rules of the road – that’s why most guys never want their girlfriends to have other guy friends. We’re a protective lot.”
Kagome smiled wryly at his surly expression, flattered by the idea of being protected as jealously as he hinted. “I think Sesshoumaru can handle himself just fine.”
“As long as he gives you that same respect,” Inuyasha said firmly, “then I’ve got no beef with him.”