A/N: I haven't written a Sess/Kag one in a while...huh. Well, here goes! I hope you like it!
Disclaimer: I own nothing! I am naught but a humble fanfiction writer.
The moon rose in the sky, her light spilling into a room and bathing its occupants in her silver glow. A petite miko yawned and stretched her tired body and laid down for a good night's rest.
Cold golden eyes gleamed as he watched her roll onto her stomach and bury her face in her crossed arms.
As Kagome's breathing became even in the pattern of sleep, Sesshomaru eyed the silky black hair that cascaded down her back and pooled about her. On a whim, he reached out a clawed hand and gently tugged on a raven curl; he smirked slightly just thinking of her reaction- he loved teasing her as much as she loved doing the same to him.
Nothing, the woman slept on. His brow furrowed slightly.
He tugged a little harder. Still nothing.
Insufferable woman! He was unused to being ignored; he frowned. Twining the curl around a claw- being extra careful not to sever it- he yanked.
Kagome's body jerked and she grunted. Sesshomaru smirked at her grumbled curses.
"Miko."
The miko in question only turned slightly, just enough to crack open one bleary blue eye, and glared at him half-heartedly.
"I'm tired Sesshomaru, can't this wait until morning?"
He stared down at her coldly. "This Sesshomaru will not be ignored. I forbid you from sleeping until I say otherwise."
Kagome stiffened and faced him fully, fire sparking in her eyes. No one ordered her around.
"'You forbid me'?" she asked in a low, dangerous voice. He resisted the urge to cringe and beg his mate for forgiveness.
"Well, I forbid you from staying silent and not talking about your feelings."
"..."
Kagome smirked.
"I guess we're both just gonna have to get over it then, huh?"
Sesshomaru opened his mouth to retort when he felt her small fingers twine in his hair and tug roughly before using her hold on him to pull his face down to hers.
"I. Am. Going. To. Sleep!" she hissed.
She disentangled her hand and smiled sweetly. "And if you pull on my hair to wake me up again, so help me, I will cut it short! I love you, goodnight." she said and closed her eyes.
Sesshomaru paled slightly. Not her beautiful hair! He loved her hair- the way it looked, the way it smelled, the way it felt on his skin when she was draped across his chest.
'Hn. You win this time, Miko.' he thought, and ran his fingers through the inky black mass.
With her face hidden in her arms, Kagome's lips twitched up in a smile.
A/N: This idea just popped into my head one day, so I wrote it down. Please let me know what you think! ;)