Make Up Your Mind!!

A/N: Thank you Priah for editing!



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1:59 PM



When her doorbell rung, she sprung up from her couch, eyes alert. Looking at the watch on her wrist, her eyes widened. He was there sooner than she thought. Running her hands through her hair, she noticed tangles.



She had fallen asleep!



Groaning, she walked towards the door and yelled "Come in!"



Quickly scurrying away, she practically sprinted to her bathroom. Looking in the mirror, she wanted to scream. Her hair was looking quite ROUGH! She quickly grabbed a brush and started brushing. She heard her door close and she knew he was inside. She heard footsteps, but they soon disappeared.



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Standing in her living room, he waited patiently for her. He had heard her run away from the door as soon as she had told him to enter. He turned when he smelled her.



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Kagome walked in, seeing him standing in the middle of the room. She smiled as nicely as she could at him when he turned to her.



"You may sit if you wish." she said, motioning to the couch.

He sat down and she did so as well, but in another chair, a little ways from him. He had noticed what she was doing. She didn't want to be around him. She would be soon.



It was silent until she spoke, "So, what brings you here?" she asked sweetly.



He sighed, looking away to her pale colored walls. "Hell of a day."



She rose a eyebrow. "What happened?"



"Kira and I had an arguement." he said, now looking at her.



Kagome's inner self smiled evilly. Poor Sesshoumaru, all alone...Psht! She wanted to laugh.



She gave a surprised look. "What happened?" she asked, fakingly concerned.



Sesshoumaru didn't understand why she was doing this. Why was she making this so easy?



"She was sleeping around with other men."



Kagome frowned. "I'm sorry to hear that."



What she wanted to say next was 'And how does that make you feel?' Fighting off a laugh, she asked him if he wanted any tea. He nodded and she set off into the kitchen get it started. Sesshoumaru was having a field day with himself. He wanted to know why she was letting them have such an easy conversation.



When he told her about Kira. He did not sense the saddness he usually felt from her, nor her anger. She almost seemed . . . concerned. Why would she care about Kira? So many things were going through his head. She came back in a few minutes later with the tea and smiled at him as she sat back down.



"Maybe you should call her and see if you both can get back together. Maybe take her out to dinner, a walk in the park, a couple of sweet words, you know, things like that." Kagome said and shrugged as if it was no big deal.



Sesshoumaru wanted to growl, instead he narrowed his eyes. Taking her out to dinner and going out for a walk in the park was what he did with Kagome. All those things he did with her when they had their arguements. Afterwards, they would spend days apologizing to each other . . . in his bed.



"Sesshoumaru?" she asked concerned, putting her tea down.



He sat his down as well, staring at her hard, he asked, "Kagome, why are you doing this?"



She looked at him innocently confused. "What are you talking about Sesshoumaru?"



He growled, standing. "You! Why are you acting this way. Acting as if you care. As if you know Kira, like you're her best friend. As if you cared about our relationship!" He asked, his voice rising.



Kagome willed herself not to lose her cool. Instead, she stood up from her seat and grabbed both of their tea. Looking cooly at him, she shook her head.



"Honestly, I'm not concerned at all about you and Kira. But, I do my best to try and act civil and friendly towards you both. As far as I'm concerned, Sesshoumaru, whatever you and Kira may do, I could care less. I have enough problems of my own. The last thing I need is you coming to me for comfort and thinking I'm going to be so understanding. I stopped doing that a long time ago. I-"



"What problems do you have, Kagome? Am I one of them?" he asked, stepping towards her.



She stared at him with cool eyes. She would not yell at him. She would show him too much emotion. The pain he's caused her.



She placed the tea down and said, "Yes, Sesshoumaru. You are my problem. From the top of my list to the bottom. Every number has, 'Taisho, Sesshoumaru' as the list of my problems. You keep bringing me pain and I will not deal with it anymore!" she yelled. She cursed herself for losing her composure.



Continuing, she went on, "The least you could do is untie us from this meaningless marriage! Everyday I thank Kami that we did not ever mate, for being with you all eternity would be HELL on EARTH! I can't do this anymore! I've moved out and away from you for a reason! Leave me alone!" she yelled, angry and sad tears ran down her cheeks as she pushed away from him.



He quickly grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him. She didn't struggle as he held her tightly to him. He felt his heart plummet to his stomach with the words she threw at him. He couldn't take it. All her words were pure loathing. He loved this woman, and the only time he said it was when they were in the bed. She needed more than that, that he knew.



Her loud sobs turned into silent ones as he sat them both on the couch, his legs stretched out, her between his legs, her body facing him. He ran his fingers through her hair and she laid her head on his chest. He wished for this to happen everyday . . . save for the yelling and arguing. He gently grabbed her hand, brought it up to his lips, and kissed her knuckles softly.



He ran his lips over them as softly as he felt her cries cease. No words were spoken. Just being around her made him feel so much better. He felt whole again. Now that Kira was gone, he felt as if the things between him and Kagome could be fixed. He could and would amend his mistakes. Her breathing patterns slowed and he knew that she had fallen asleep.



He smiled ever so slightly as he pulled her body closer to his. He needed her. He loved her. Kissing her forehead. He whispered. "I love you, Kagome." Closing his eyes, contently, he continued to run his fingers through her hair until, he too, had fallen asleep.



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6:02 PM



Kagome's eyes snapped open and she looked around. The room looked quite familiar. Then it dawned on her . . . it was HER room! She quickly sat up, then looked down and noticed she was under her covers. Closing her eyes, she tried to remember what had happened a few hours before.



Sesshoumaru came, they talked, had tea, argued, yelled, she cried, he held her, him running his fingers soothingly in her hair, her falling asleep.

Opening her eyes, she stretched, arching her back. Feeling the muscles pop, she smiled satisfied. Pulling the covers away from her legs and got out of bed. She also noticed as she was walking to her door that she was in a long t-shirt that covered the shorts underneath. Something she definately NOT wearing before.



She paid it no mind as she brushed her hair out in her attached bathroom in her room. Smiling she remembered being in his arms.

It was very comfortable. she admitted thoughtfully.



Looking at her clock near her bed, she saw it was 6:10. She honestly didn't think she had slept that long. She sighed softly. She wondered if he had left. She left the t-shirt on, but chose a pair of gray sweatpants to wear instead of the shorts. After she did that, she walked out of her room and downstairs.



She wondered why he moved her to her room anyway, let alone change her? Walking into the living room again, she stretched, looking around for anything different. It all looked the same to her . . . except for the heavenly smell coming from her kitchen.



Her stomach then growled. Oh great, now I'm hungry. She thought as she walked in the direction of the smell, which eventually led her to her kitchen.



Her eyes widened when she saw Sesshoumaru there cooking. His hair was braided back into a single pony tail and he must have went home and changed, for he wore a pair of designer jeans and a white Armani shirt. She let a small smile show. She hadn't had any of his cooking since . . . well . . . yea . . . since then. He turned and smiled to her ever so slightly and motioned with his eyes for her to sit down.



She gave him a small smile as she took a seat and waited for him to finish. She closed her eyes and took in a small sniff. He was fixing lasangna. One of her favorite dishes.



He startled her when he spoke. "Sleep well?"



She was hesitant then nodded as she spoke softly, "Yea, I did. Thanks."



He nodded, hearing her and continued with his task. "I took the liberty of changing you. I did not think you would like to sleep in something . . . uncomfortable. I hope that did not upset you."



She shook her head as she unconsciously started to tap her nails on the fine wood table. "It's fine. Thank you."



He didn't say anything as he turned with two plates filled with lasangna and sat one down in front of her.



"Wine?" he asked and she nodded.



He grabbed the glasses and poured them. She really didn't think she would be there with him, having dinner with him. As if they didn't have any problems of their own. She wanted to sigh as they both started eating she felt his eyes on her. When she looked up, she was right.



"What?" she asked and he only shook his head.



"Just admiring your beauty." he said, lowly.



She blushed as she took a sip of her wine. It was pretty good. Though, he always had pretty good taste . . . .



The rest of dinner consisted of very conversation until the end.



"You didn't have to stay, Sesshoumaru. I'm sure you had something else to do." Kagome said softly as she wiped her mouth with her napkin.



He stared at her lovingly, going unnoticed by Kagome, for she didn't keep eye contact with him.



"I had nothing else to do, Kagome. I rather enjoyed watching you sleep." he said as he collected both of their plates.



She smiled, standing as well. She attempted to grab the plates from him, but he swatted her hand away.



He brushed his cheek against hers and whispered, "I will help with the cleaning."



She felt the heat rise up to her cheeks. The longer Sesshoumaru was there with her, the easier it was becoming for her to blush like a little school girl.



She nodded, and together they cleaned the dishes.



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9:52 PM



It happened so fast to Kagome . . .but there she was, in her bed . . . with Sesshomaru. She cuddled up to his bare chest as she ran her fingers over his shoulders. They'd been like this for some time now. Just holding each other. Sesshoumaru would sometimes comb his fingers through her hair, or leave gentle kisses her shoulders.



Kagome wasn't sure why she was with him like this. In her house, her room, her bed, holding him like this. She knew she hadn't forgiven him this easy . . . had she? No. Of course not, this was only part of the plan.



Make him feel like he's wanted and that she wanted him back. Let him think she'd forgiven him . . . She wanted to smile at her plan . . . but her heart ached unexpectantly. It felt as if all the things she was doing and planning to do to him . . . was wrong.



She mentally shook her head. 'It's not wrong! This is right! . . .right? she asked herself.



Sesshoumaru looked down at her with cool eyes and saw the thoughtful expression on her face.



"What troubles you?" her eyes snapped up.



"Just thinking." she said.



The last thing she wanted to do was say too much and have him catch on to her little scheme.



He nodded, still wanting to know what she was thinking of. Holding her closer by the waist, he tucked her head underneath his chin and whispered, "Let us sleep, love."



She sighed softly and closed her eyes. She knew for a fact that he wouldn't be there in the morning. He had to work. She wanted to laugh at herself. She was worried about him leaving her already. She wasn't supposed to care! Damn man! No matter, she would turn the tables soon enough. She would not allow him to hurt her any longer.