Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own Inuyahsa. But if I did you can bet there'd be more 'intimate' scenes, besides do I look like I'm Japanese? (I wish I was I'm going to college there) I'm no Rumiko Takahashi

Chapter 3- Choose Between the Brothers part 1

-----Sesshy's POV-----

Inashiori begins to laugh at Jaken's stupidity, a strange tingle works it's way down my throat. And I see myself laughing along with her in her mirror. Strange, I haven't laughed like that since before Father passed away. My face was split in a genuine smile and my laugh was not coldhearted. She stops and stares at me. Than lies her head on my shoulder.

She yawned in sheer exhaustion than blushed, "Gomen nasai, that was rude." I stifle a mean retort.

Inashiori's eyes begin to flicker and they close. Her breathing becomes even she lies still. Inashiori has fallen asleep this is the perfect opportunity to take her. I could take her now and wouldn't even wake her up. But my body wanted more, much more. I examined the woman I tried so hard to not want yet can't. Soil brown hair that's length is past her waist even in it's ponytail state, a tanned color to her skin, probably from training in the sun, strong and attractively placed muscles shape her body, barely covered by her kimono. Red is so enticing. Her flaming red kimono triggered something bordering attraction in me, that color screamed in my mind, I loved it. Believe me when I say I don't love many things. How long has my apathy been gone? Am I tuning into my Baka brother?

High above her knee is the black band with a silver blade in its slit. The long sleeves on her kimono concealed poisonous powder bags. Her lips are my favorite of shade of bloody red. I trace them with my finger and a line of blood forms under my fingernail. Blue smoke rises from the cut and it dissolves.

-----Inashiori's POV-----

A tingle on my lips wakes me up along with the faint scent of a demonic aura. I find myself in Sesshomaru's arms, his face just barely hiding shock. I touch my lips and feel a tinge of pain. "Ow…"

"Healing powers?" He cocked a brow.

I ignored it, "Did I fall asleep?"

"Yes," he spoke impatiently, "But you have healing powers?"

"I do. Did you not know sky demons are simply fallen angels? Angels have natural healing powers. I still have them as a demon. But why did-"

"I cut you? I didn't mean to. I was just-" he stops talking when I touch the crescent moon on his head and finish his sentence.

"-Tracing my lips? But why?" I asked.

"Right. You can read my mind. Tell me why it is I don't just stop talking and let you read my thoughts and I will tell you why I traced your lips. That is, if you don't already know."

"I love to hear the serenity that is your voice." I lied. "And no, I don't know why I you traced my lips." But really I did, it's such a stupid reason.

"It's hard to explain…" Sesshomaru dragged out his reason.

"Tell me!" I urged. I shook the collar of his kimono.

"Don't push me!" he yelled then his face softened. "It's as if you're not real, you're too perfect. I can't resist you….."

-----Sesshy's POV-----

"What do you mean 'can't resist me'?" Inashiori asks, startled.

"I want you." I confess, and your body. I advance on her, closing the gap.

"In what way?" she backs away, hits her head on the bedpost behind her and lands on the bed. I rush to the bed, cup her head in my hands and lilac fills my senses. Beautiful thoughts flash though my mind. She's so gorgeous. Inashiori, let me make love to you. I'm about to make you feel like the princess you are……..GAAHHH! What am I thinking? I look back at her again. Her eyes are closed but she moans slightly, "My head."

I feel a small bump on the side of her head and her hand flies to my face, a red outline of a hand stains my face. Inashiori opens her eyes, "What happened?"

I growl as I try my best to keep my nerve, I could feel my eye twitch. I confess my want for this woman and she backs away, knocks herself out and slaps me. "You hit you head then me." I point to my face, annoyed.

"Don't scare me like that and I won't hurt myself or anyone else." She leans toward to see the handprint and touches it. I buck forward from the pain, our lips meet for just a second. Inashiori blushes furiously, she looks away and than looks back at me. How curious, I wonder if I can throw her further out of her confidence.

"If I'm making you uncomfortable I apologize. It's just when I see something of such great beauty and value it's hard for me to look away. There's something in you I desire." She is still in my arms and I can feel her body tense.

"I'm not a trophy to be won by a man, I loathe subservience." She spat, lavender eyes boring into me.

"You may be small but your quick, I like that." I smiled.

"Size doesn't matter, except for one thing, but it doesn't account for that."

"I beg to differ." I laughed.

-----Inashiori's POV-----

I've never felt this way before. My heart is racing and I feel like I can't breathe everytime he turns those beautiful golden orbs on me. It's hard to look away.

"What are you looking at!" he's annoyed at my staring.

"You look…handsome for a guy that wears makeup." I hide my growing feelings by being silly.

"Make up?"

"The magenta eye-shadow?" I peep.

His eye twitches. "They're demon marks."

"So is this." I push away from Sesshomaru and remove my top, keeping my bra on. From the top of my shoulder to around my waist is a black dragon. Sesshomaru ogled it with wide eyes. He traces it with his finger sending shivers down my spine. "You act as though you recognize it."

"I do…. 'So at the time you see me, next time you'll know me. All will be revealed at sunrise, someone will change before your eyes.'" He recited.

"I know that, from somewhere." I stare out the window, at the sky, deep in thought only to be pulled back to earth.

"It should sound familiar. It's a part of a song your mother and father used to sing to you when you were little. Before your father, Lord Hakuo, died he asked me to watch over you. Now that you are of age he wanted me to give you this." He pulled out a white rose necklace, walks behind me and puts it around my neck.

"It's beautiful." I touch the pale petals, outlining them.

"It's a wedding present, that he made." He watches me finger the necklace.

As if I didn't know I asked, "Who am I to wed?"

"Me. Your father said he regretted not being able to see our child."

"You're the son of Lord of the Western lands!" I wasn't expecting it to be him. I back away and land on the bed again.

"You seem shocked that's it's me." Sesshomaru held his hand in front of my face and green mist came out of his fingertips. It reeked of something vile. I couldn't move. He takes a step back, tips his head to one side and starts to laugh. "My, you're beautiful, like a delicate flower. I, again, apologize if you're uncomfortable. But it's not a good idea to resist, Inashiori. There's something I hunger that's in you….. You look lovely in that kimono. But I bet you look even better without it." He smiles, lecherously.

"SESSHOMARU!"

(A/n:)Ya read remark and continue….. InaShioriInuyashazgurl