Disclaimer Number One- The characters of InuYasha are not mine; they are property of Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz Media. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

AN- This one is short and sweet. I just can't help torturing Sesshoumaru! I am currently working on another chapter with more Kagome involved, and defiantly more torture! Thanks to all who read and review!

Satisfaction

Today started as any other day he woke up, showered, ate his breakfast, and was now getting ready for work. The only difference was today he felt incredible; absolutely nothing could wreck his day today. Last night had been one of the most satisfying nights in a long, long time. He even caught himself whistling he was in such a fantastic mood.

Killing all of those men was indeed, what he needed and there was no evidence to lead back to him. He was perfect in his crime. Maybe it was a bit much to have obliterated the whole building the club resided in with his caustic poison, but it just felt so good destroying everything to remind him of the indignities he suffered through the past couple of days.

Gathering his brief case Sesshoumaru decided to walk the few blocks to work as opposed to driving as usual. Turning the corner, he past a magazine vendor and caught site of the front page headline. There was what was left of the club, which happened to be only the foundation. Taking the paper and skimming over the article, he could not help the smirk that graced his face. What the paper had called a tragedy he called a triumph.

Buying the paper from the vendor, he made to continue on his way to work. Glancing at all of the other papers something caught his eye and made him pause. There on one of the shelves was a picture of him. Normally something like this would not bother him, but it was who was in the picture with him that sent his good mood packing.

Snatching up the magazine Sesshoumaru felt fury like nothing else envelope him. There next to him was that damned male, now known as Jakotsu smiling up at him. The smile felt like it was taunting him as if the human had gained a small measure of revenge against him. Reading the article further unleashed a snarl from his throat.

'HE WAS NOT OUT OF THE CLOSET!!'

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