Chapter 4 - Who Invited Fate?
"Fate is like a strange, unpopular restaurant, filled with odd waiter who bring you things you never asked for and don't always like." - Lemony Snicket
The fates were surely against him. Sesshomaru clenched his jaw in an attempt to keep his teeth from rattling out of his mouth as he sat stiffly on the small seaplane currently bumping its way to one small piece of land called Turtle Island. He was tired, dirty and at the end of his patience. He had spent eighteen excruciating hours stuck on a plane full of horrible smells ... and in Economy class no less! Because, despite all of his bribery and threats, the old bat at the counter refused to bump someone out of their First class seat. But did it end there? No, of course not. He had, had the misfortune of being surrounded by squealing teenagers who were on a vacation to Australia.
They had been oblivious to the deadly glares he had sent their way. One blushing female had even had the gal to try to talk to him. A rather terse comment had sent her into sobs, thereby earning him a wave of suspicious looks from nearby passengers. To make matters worse, at some point, a piece of chocolate had ended up on his seat. He, of course, had not known this fact until landing. A young child in the airport had been kind enough to point out the huge brown stain on his ... backside. It was fortunate that none who knew him were around ... he would have had to kill them before they could spread the story.
The plane lurched causing him to growl. He had begun having second thoughts about this trip six hours into his flight, but the thought of returning to the office and having to deal with a clinging Kagura and a useless staff, had forced him to reconsider. Not to mention, the mere thought of having to repeat the last twenty hours so soon caused an actual shudder of fear to crawl down his spine.
Forty-five minutes later, the exceedingly cheerful pilot had landed in the shallow waters of Turtle Bay. "Here we are guv. Don't want keep the miss waiting any longer." He winked.
"Hn." And there it was. The worst part. He had, had to lie to even get a flight over to Turtle Island. He had not realized how exclusive the island was until he had attempted to get transportation. They only allowed 14 rentals on the island at once... and there were no openings. It had taken some quick thinking to convince the man.
The pilot opened the door and motioned him. "Well, come on then. Miliana will show you to your bure. I'm sure the miss will be happy to see you." The man said, smiling broadly.
"... Of course." He lied smoothly.
Kagome had never felt so relaxed in her life. "Mmmmm. That feels so good. I don't know why I haven't done this before. Rahul, you are amazing ... lower ... mmmm." She mumbled into the pillow.
A voice above her chuckled. "I am here everyday. I would be more than happy to come tomorrow."
This was her sixth day in paradise, and she couldn't have asked for a more restful time. No documents to file, no proposals to type up, no twelve-hour days, no Sesshomaru. Only lazy days full of sweet-smelling air, gentle sounds of the tides, fresh pools of water with dazzling waterfalls, delicious food prepared and served at her bure ... and an absolutely amazing masseuse. She smiled to herself. Miroku would have some heavy competition if Rahul lived in Tokyo. Her only worry was her inability to fortify her shields. Though they had strengthened somewhat, she was unsure if she would be recovered in time to return to work. As much as she was enjoying her time away, she did love her job, and didn't want to leave, but if things didn't change she may have no choice. Perhaps she should call Kaede and ask for advice.
She sighed, maybe in a few hours she would. For now, she would just enjoy herself. A light, pleased sound escaped her lips again as hands found a knot of muscles in her lower back. She missed the sound of approaching footsteps, but it was impossible to mistake the deep drawl of the familiar voice.
"Enjoying yourself, ... darling?"
Stiffening, her head shot up from its resting place. Her eyes wide, she gasped, not realizing she had spoken his first name aloud for the first time. "Sesshomaru!"
The first thing to reach his as the woman, Miliana, led him to the bure, was the sounds. His keen ears picked up the soft sighs and moans, and for a minute he froze. He recognized that voice. A strange feeling filled him, causing his golden eyes to darken. His eyes widened slightly in surprise minutes later as his eyes landed on a scene he had not envisaged.
Higurashi was lying face down on a luxurious masseuse table on the sandy beach in front of the bure. An large dark-skinned man stood above her, his hands kneading the smooth skin on her back. Only a towel covering her posterior kept her from being completely bare. Unconsciously, his eyes trailed over her exposed skin. The presence of the older woman next to him, pulled him from his silent perusal. He glanced at her for a moment, seeing her expectant face. Curse it all. Why had she insisted on accompanying him? He could have easily found the place on his own, then there would be no need for him to continue the act. Composing himself, he strolled forward.
"Enjoying yourself," He paused, contemplating. What word would show affection? "...darling?"
He felt a small sense of satisfaction as her wide eyes met his. "Sesshomaru!"
"Surprised? I know you weren't expecting me until tomorrow, but I managed to get away sooner than expected."
"W-What the hell are you -" He strode swiftly forward. He could not let her undo everything now. Leaning down, he covered her lips with his, silencing her. Pulling back as a curious tingle went through his body, he looked down into her shocked face. Her lips opened and closed soundlessly. Deciding it was prudent to act before her senses came back, he quickly grabbed a large towel resting beside the table. Wrapping it discreetly around her, he lifted her up. Shooting 'Rahul' a glittering look, he said, "She will not be requiring your services for the remainder of our stay." With that, he walked to the bure, a speechless Kagome in his arms.
The older woman sighed contentedly, now assured that their was nothing to worry about. "Ah, love." She said lightly, shaking her head.
1. I actually looked up Fijian names and Rahul and Miliana were a couple that I found.
Author's Drabble: Yeah, I know its a bit shorter than the last chapters, but it's a good one right? ;) Anyhow, what did you guys think of the quote? I thought it fit pretty well for both Kagome and Sesshomaru. Continue to enjoy the story!
