Yandere Wars - Yandere Vs Law

No work of hell should touch you

Sesshomaru appeared from the library as you were vacuuming.

Although it did not need it, it was a daily chore.

Just something to do.

Again he would retreat to the shower.

'I swear there is a key to getting out of here in there'

You think looking into the library.

Your not allowed in it.

'But it hasn't had a vacuum right?..'
To your advantage your enter, vacuuming here and there.

Your hands work but your eyes search, fast and not so effeciantly.

You can't hear anything but the vacuum itself.

Turning it off you bit your lip in searching the books along a shelf.

Your fingers begin trailing each spines
What you were hoping in looking for exactly you didn't know.

What you did know is the time wasn't on your side.

"What are you doing in here?"

Your head snaps back to see Sesshomaru leaning in the frame of the door.

"I was vacumming"

"You stopped a moment ago. What are you doing now?"

"Looking! For a book"

Sesshomaru stands and walks over to you, stopping an arms reach away.

Your heart beats like a hammer to your chest.

"You know you're not allowed in here"

You nod energetically, "Yes"

"If it is a book you want, just ask"

"Yes"

"Come here" he reaches and pulls your wrist toward him before placing you upon his desk.

He leans in for a kiss when an intercom signals in.

"Mr. Taisho we need you on night shift, copy?"

Sesshomaru answers all the while staring at you. "Very well. Copy that"
He draws so close staring deep into your eyes before drawing back.
"You heard the man. You will need to fend for yourself tonight"

"Yes" you say with a nod

"Now out" he pushed you out with a hand on your lower back and closed the door locking it.

Sesshomaru went upstairs and came down with his police uniform.

"(Y/n)... " He sat down on the couch.

"Yes" you grabbed a brush as he placed on his steel caps.

You combed his hair into a perfect ponytail, his long silver threads soft to the touch always made your finger want to linger in them further.

And the fact is he knew this, he saw they way you looked when you first played with it.

~Flashback~

It was a few nights after your failed attempt to escape.

Sesshomaru had just washed your every inch placing kisses wherever he pleased.

Betrayed, your body was all for it.
Loving the gentle way the back of his knuckles ran up the inner of your thigh and his lips trailing over your abdomen.

You laid down in bed a second before Sesshomaru, his bare chest providing heat towards the cold night.

His cold wet hair slipped from his shoulder and upon yours.
In brushing it away you found yourself picking it up with your fingers inspecting every strand.