Series: Inuyasha

Universe: Ninja AU (NOT Naruto-verse, mind you! Sorry! Traditional ninjas only).

Pairing: Eventual SessKag

Rating: PG-13 ( For now, suscepticble to change).

Disclaimer: Inuyasha and its characters are the intellectual property of one Rumiko Takahashi. I only make bad fanfiction about it.

Author's notes: I apologize for not updating for so long! As a prize for your eternal patience. You guys get two quick drabbles. Thank you as always for your reviews and keep them coming! They really help. The story will soon start picking up speed as training comes to a halt and the plot can unravel a bit. In the mean time, enjoy the fluff!


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Kagome would have been more than happy to remain in the soft and warm embrace of darkness, where there were no ridiculous training exercises or stupid pretty men with stupid pretty hair giving her a hard time. This plan would have worked out perfectly for the young kunoichi, except something was insistently slapping her on the cheek.

With a whimper, she attempted to push off the offending force that was hitting her face, but her arms were so heavy, so all she managed was a feeble shrug. Even if she had had the energy, something was holding her tightly and not allowing her to move. Later, she would realize that the warm embrace had not actually been the blackness of unconsciousness but Sesshoumaru's arms as they held her in an iron grasp. Trying to settle back into blissful oblivion, Kagome snuggled further into the comfortable body holding her tight.

Sesshoumaru for his part was trying to make out what was wrong with him. His limbs were shaking with adrenaline rush, blood pounding in his ears and heart racing. He hadn't run that fast to catch the silly kunoichi, really. At least… it hadn't felt like it. The fact that he was still trying to dislodge his heart from his throat told a different story. Sesshoumaru did not understand it, and in typical Sesshoumaru-fashion, that which could not be logically explained instantly was therefore promptly ignored. Pleased with that wise decision, although still confused with his body's reactions, he tried once more to wake the girl.

More gentle than necessary, he gave a slight slap to Kagome's cheeks, trying to bring her back to the world of waking.

After a few more desperate taps, Kagome groaned and Sesshoumaru was flooded with an odd sense of relief as midnight lashes fluttered uncertainly. When cobalt blue eyes stared up unfocused at him, Sesshoumaru found his heart beating erratically once more. Strange, since he was no longer running...

Shoving his heart down his throat and to its proper place in his chest rather forcibly, Sesshoumaru growled at the young woman.

"Foolish girl!" he barked and Kagome flinched, rather feebly, in his arms. "Had I known that holding a bucket and breathing was too difficult a task to accomplish, I would have sent you away sooner!"

"No," Kagome mumbled weakly, disoriented. "No, I swear I'll do better Lord Sesshoumaru. Please," she was shaking her head, but stopped when her stomach turned rather unpleasantly, "Please don't send me away… I…I'll try again. I'll try, just please-!"

"Tch! Silence." Sesshoumaru's voice cut through, followed by a low string of curses. Her body was shifted slightly, and then something cool was pressed against Kagome's forehead.

"Ah…it's cold." She breathed, both repellent to the sensation and craving it.

Sesshoumaru withdrew his hand, shaking his head. "You are burning up. Heatstroke, perhaps." He sighed, putting his hand back to her forehead, his expression softening as she let out a sweet sigh at the coolness. "I shall have a medic look at you, nonetheless. Just in case."

"Haaa…" she wheezed softly in thanks.

"But you are truly a fool. Your muscles need air to function properly, and only an idiot would hold their breath during a training exercise." He chastised, turning his hand around when the one side had warmed.

"All right…"she mumbled, slowly losing consciousness again.

"And never frighten this Sesshoumaru like that again. I would not want to have to tell that old hag Kaede that I killed off her most beloved pupil after only a week of training."

Despite the sternness of his voice, Kagome let out a short breaths that sounded weakly like laughter, and despite being far gone she was unmistakably smiling.

A muscle danced on Sesshoumaru's jaw at her utter look of contentment there in his arms, even after all the abuse she had endured just mere minutes ago. Yes, she truly was a fool.

As Kagome finally tumbled back into nothingness, Sesshoumaru felt his fingers twitching possessively. Eyes quick as lighting glanced around the halls for onlookers, but the grounds were blessedly empty of any human life except for the two of them. Sesshoumaru's face schooled into his usual bored look, and leaning back against the pillar, he pretended he was still trying to calm his heart rate as he held a sleeping girl against his chest.

A fool, indeed...


AN: Got a lot of comments that Sessy is a bit of a tyrant. He's not! He just takes his role as Clan Leader very seriously, but even he has a heart. Sometimes. For pretty little things with blue eyes. -w- Anyways, I heard you guys loud and clear so I'll be mellowing him down a bit. Not too much though jaja.