Summary: Kagome has just gone into heat. She's Sesshomaru's mate. A bunch of stuff happens. Will they be able to handle it?

Hi! I was bored so I decided to update. Enjoy!
Sesshomaru finished washing up and dressed in his best kimono. He excepted to find her sooner, but they didn't find her for three days. She looked

awful. She was in covered in mud from head to toe. She was extremely skinny. She should've had fat on her since she recently gave birth, but she had

none. Sesshomaru took her up to the springs. Kagome paid no attention to him. She just followed him. Sesshomaru stripped her of her dirty garments.

He quickly shed his and headed into the spring. Kagome still showed no signs of pleasure. Sesshomaru began to wash her, relishing her long missed

body. Kagome masked her scent so that Sesshomaru would not know that he aroused her. She tried her hardest not to show any expressions or

emotions. Sesshomaru started to get frustrated after she would not response to his touches. He finished washing her and got out. He put some clothes

on her and him. He took her to the nursery. Hoping maybe the sight of her child would make her happy. Kagome's heart surged when she saw the

baby. She fought the urge to smile and looked away. Sesshomaru felt a pang of sadness when Kagome turned away from the baby.

"Kagome, please! What is wrong with you?"

"I am no longer your mate. That is no child of mine." She answered in a monotonous tone.

Sesshomaru sighed and led her back to their room. They crawled into bed, but neither of them could sleep. Sesshomaru turned his back to her and

went into deep thought. 'I have to make her my mate again. I can not bear to watch her like this.' Sesshomaru decided to ask Kagome tomorrow to

be his mate again.

When Kagome knew Sesshomaru was asleep, she snuck off towards the baby's room. The baby cooed when he smelt his mother. Kagome picked

him up and cuddled him. She softly giggled when he grabbed her breast, wanting to be feed. Kagome happily obliged. She had decided to name him

Koki. She sat in the rocking chair and slowly began to rock. Koki started to fall asleep. He gazed sleepily up into her face. He smiled sweetly.

Kagome stood up and carried him back into her room. Sesshomaru was still asleep. She climbed into bed, putting Koki between her and Sesshomaru.

Koki gripped on to his mother's shirt, afraid if he let go she would leave again.

In the morning Kagome woke up early. She quietly brought Koki back into his room. He cried when Kagome put him back in his crib. She ran out of

the room and went into the gardens. She sat by the small pond that was there. Staring at her reflection in the water. She slapped at the water, angry at

herself for losing Sesshomaru, for abandoning her baby, and other stupid she did and will do in the future. She sat up against a tree and cried.

Sesshomaru woke up in an empty bed. He tore the castle apart looking for her. He heard his son cry in the nursery. He went in and smelled Kagome

all over the room. Koki raised his arms, gesturing his father to pick him up. Sesshomaru picked him up and continued his search for Kagome. He

asked the servants and they told him she was in the garden. Koki squealed when he saw his mother. He leaned forward for her, falling out of his

father's arms. Kagome grabbed him. He cuddled to her chest.

"Kagome. I am so sorry. I was stupid to release our bond. I was just…I got so scared whn I saw how you looked after we mated. I couldn't believe

I had done that to you. It hurt me so much. Please Kagome forgive me. Come be my mate again. Come be my son's mother again."

Kagome thought for a moment. For the first time in months she smiled, a genuine smile.

"Of course mate."

Sesshomaru smiled and scooped her up in his arms. Koki gave a disapproving grunt. Signaling he did not like his father taking his mother's attention

away from him. Kagome and Sesshomaru laughed. Koki pinched her breast.

"Oww…Koki that hurts." Kagome cried. "Are you hunry?"

Kokoi grabbed her breast again.

"I'll take that as a yes."

Sorry it was kind of short. I have to think of what I want to write next.