Darkness High

by fairyenchantress

Summary: Kag/ Sessh. He leaned toward her, his fangs gleaming in the moonlight. His hair cast a silver curtain over her face, isolating them from the world around. Her breath caught in her throat as she felt those fangs graze her neck and her eyes widened for the first time in genuine fear. As if from a distance she heard his voice gently murmer, "welcome to Darkness Kagome."

Extended Summary: Kagome and Sota are taken in by foster parents after thier parents die in a car wreck. They are quickly sent to a boarding school. But this isn't any boarding school, it's Darkness. Here Magical beings are taught the art of thier crafts, elfs, monks, witches, gnomes, warlocks, and even... demons. They are rumored to be out of existance but Kagome soon realizes that in one certain case they are very much alive.

Prologue: Welcome to Darkness...

Kagome pushed aside the sliding glass door that encompassed the north wall of her pretty violet room. Slowly she crept down the rickety staircase that led a secret path toward the courtyard. The wind bit cruely against her skin through the thin fabric of her pajamas, and she shivered in cold and anticipation. She knew she shouldn't be doing this, shouldn't be going there, but she had to see him, she could no longer resist, and besides, she wasn't afraid, not really. He wouldn't hurt her.... would he? The scent of flowers, enchanted to a perpetual bloom, wafted around her as she began to seriously contemplate going back.

Suddenly an arm bound in silk, and taught with muscle, banded around her and a hand closed over her mouth to muffle her instinctive scream as she was pressed tightly against him. She realized there would be no turning back, the time for that had past, and her fate was set.

"Kagome..." His voice flowed along the night air, soft, and deceptively soothing. His clawed hand, stained faintly with the crimson taint of blood, slipped from her lips and down her neck as he turned her to face him. "I knew you would come." Eyes, usually amber, had deepened to cobalt as he gazed down at her, the carnal hunger was unmistakable, and she knew he wanted her blood. She could only hope he could resist. "Walk with me." His words were warm, contrasting with the icy feel of his touch as they made their way along the moonlit lake and into the small clearing she knew he favored.

They sat, the two of them, in companionable silence, though she knew he struggled, and she was sorry for it. Laying back they gazed at the stars above them and kagome lay her head back against his shoulder. "Tell me what you're thinking?" Kagome asked, her eyes pouring questioningly into his.

"Better yet, i'll show you," He said, his smile strained, as his lips met hers. Trailing his fangs along her lower lip, his toungue gently removed the blood, and he growled low, in need and hunger. He felt as though he were starving. He kissed her cheeks, and her jaw, moving slowly downward, nudging her gently to bare her throat to him. At her hesitation he propped himself onto his elbow and smiled crookedly down at her.

"What's the matter, don't you trust me?" His voice was mocking, his eyes intensly black.

In defiance, of him or herself she didn't know, she angled her head away, revealing her pale slender neck and meeting his gaze, knowing she no longer could control the situation, and hoping that he could.

He leaned toward her, his fangs gleaming in the moonlight. His silver hair cast a curtain over her face, isolating them from the world around. Her breath caught in her throat as she felt those fangs graze her neck and her eyes widened for the first time in genuine fear. As if from a distance she heard his voice gently murmer, "welcome to darkness Kagome."

And then she woke up.