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I
She stared at his red icon, waiting for it to turn blue and indicate he was online. Kagome never imagined she would ever have as much fun online as she had with 'his Lordship'. She had never imagined that she would ever have fun role playing online, especially with someone who fancied himself to be Lord Sesshoumaru. Once she had left the past behind, she expected to leave him behind too. Apparently he managed to make the history books, and made enough of an impression for people to want to be him. The icon turned blue. It was time.
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II
The moment the icon turned blue and the computer emitted a light electronic ring Kagome felt chills. She knew it wasn't him, there was no way the great Lord Sesshoumaru would be masquerading as himself in a Feudal Era role play chat room, yet it was almost comforting. He had the same speaking patterns, the same hatred of 'humans', and a 'minion' called Jaken. This new online Jaken had the same penchant for whining that the Jaken she remembered had.
She felt goose bumps cover her arms as a message window popped open.
It was 'Lord Sesshoumaru’.
"Good evening, Miko.”
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III
Sesshoumaru," she typed quickly. "You're late.”
She wondered if she had overstepped the bounds of their still unsteady borders of familiarity when he didn't respond right away like he normally did. A sigh of relief escaped her lips when a message flashed at the bottom of the window, indicating that 'Lord Sesshoumaru' was typing a message.
"While we do not speak of our personal lives, I was held up at work if you must know.”
That sent a whole new set of wheels into motion in Kagome's head. Where would Lord Sesshoumaru work if he managed to make it to the modern era?
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IV
"What do you do for a living?"
'In for a penny, in for a pound,' she thought.
In the three years that they had been communicating, never once had they crossed the lines into personal lives. Each 'meeting' was strictly kept to role playing, a few hours dedicated to letting the real world melt away while they played a character and lived out a fantasy.
"I don't think you'd understand, Miko. It is far too complicated for a simple shrine priestess to grasp."
Kagome turned red with indignation. "What's that supposed to mean?" she typed, furiously.
"Exactly what I said. Too complicated for a priestess, too complicated even for a demon. Where did we leave off last night?”
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V
Kagome knew a dismissal from Lord Sesshoumaru when she heard one.
"Lord Sesshoumaru was planning to steal a priceless sword from a lesser demon who couldn't properly wield the sword."
"Yes, that is it.”
Kagome still couldn't concentrate. That simple little peek into what his life was like was enough to make her hunger for more. Why did he avoid the subject so?
Was he a big dweeb living in his mother's basement, that didn't even really have a job?
Maybe he was high profile, someone who wouldn't be expected to enjoy such a past time.
Maybe he was just a college student like she was, with a part time job.
"Prepare to die, Miko.”