Accidental Pervert: Part 2

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha

The brown of the bare trees and the white of the snow coating the ground, rushed past in a blur. The air was brisk and chilled as it bit at the flesh of the daiyoukai that was speeding through the sky at a break neck speed. He weaved agilely through the branches without any look of concern for the sharp ends that tried to grab at him. Before long he slowed to a more moderate speed and came closer to the ground. When a suitable field came into view he stopped in the clearing of white. He looked around cautiously, his eyes rimming with red.

Sesshoumaru had just come from leaving the miko at the well. He closed his eyes and took a long cleansing breath. When he opened his eyes again they were back to their usual golden hue. His hand went to his sleeve were the priestess had taken his arm in concern. Her eyes were vivid in his mind; full of unease and trust. She trusted his word when he had asked her to leave. Her worry for what was happening clearly written on her face. The soft lines of her face and the curve of her mouth clearly etched in his thoughts. Pricks of red began to dot his eyes again, and without warning he tore into the nearest tree. Felling it in one magnificent motion. The tree shattered into multiple pieces as it hit the ground. The youkai lord had made many cuts through out the tree in the split second that he had moved from his spot in the clearing.

It had been three days since he had sent the miko back to her time. The inu-youkai had remained in the distant clearing that he had chosen. The sun had nearly set and a faint haze of orange and red covered the forest. A large white dog lay curled in the center of the clearing, with many broken trees laying around it. It's breathing was slow and steady, causing it's enormous body to gently rise and fall in rhythm with its breathing. One of the dogs ears flipped in annoyance at some unseen force touching it's fur. When the sun had fully set and the landscape was dark and quiet, the dog raised its head to look at the waning moon overhead. The crescent that hung heavily in the sky mirrored the one on his forehead. A strange sound that seemed to be a mix between a growl and a huff escaped the giant dogs mouth. He shook his head vigorously before standing and stretching out his front legs. Once on all fours and standing straight, he lifted his nose to the breeze and sniffed carefully for anything of interest. The smell of a boar youkai nearby caught his attention. A small smile curled the edges of the dog demons mouth before he bounded into the forest after his prey.

With graceful swiftness the large white dog closed in on the boar and had it by the throat before the unsuspecting creature knew that it was being hunted. The dog indulged in it's meal on the spot. The wind picked up and swept past the demon dogs face. He lifted his head at a strange scent that was faintly carried by the wind. The daiyoukai stood on all fours and lifted his nose to the breeze again. He carefully took in the smell that was just on the fringes of his senses. Although he stayed in one place he was able to track the smell as it moved across the landscape. It slowed and changed direction, heading outside of his range. Sesshoumaru released a low rumbling growl in disapproval before returning to his meal. This was something that he would have to deal with, but not until the miko returned.

Six days had passed since he sent the priestess back to her own time, and three days since he had sensed the new comer. The youkai would wander into his range of smell for a brief moment and then back off immediately. The odd youkai stayed to the north of him on the mountain ridge, but continually moved along the ridge. Sesshoumaru was very familiar with that path and knew that it stretched for a good twenty miles traveling in an east west direction. The mountain was rugged and hard to travel without the pathways, trails and roads; even for youkai, but this demon was moving over the mountain with relative ease. This presence was making the youkai lord increasingly uneasy. He sat on one of the many felled trees in the glade. Now in his humanoid form his hair blended into the snowing background as did his frosty clothing and pale skin. His golden eyes standing out like warm candle light against the unforgiving landscape. His brow was furrowed in thought and concentration. As soon as he had come to a decision his face relaxed and he stood. He turned to look over his shoulder at the distant ridge behind him, then with a rush of youki he lifted into the air.

Within a few minutes he was at the well site. Sesshoumaru touched down next to the battered wooden frame. He stepped onto the edge and looked down into the darkness. Uncertain if it would work or not, he took a faithful step and dropped into the inky blackness. Adjusting his youki in accordance with the wells power, the time slip began to glow and envelope him. A split second late he touched down on soft dirt; looking up, the signature wooden roof of the well house lay silently overhead. A light smirk curled his lips. It had worked, just as he expected. The daiyoukai gracefully leapt from the bowels of the well and into the dark enclosure. He listened for anyone on the grounds of the shrine, not sensing a soul he exited and walked across the courtyard.

However, tonight he did not go to the front door. He easily located the window that belong to the miko. The window was closed from the cold and a soft glow radiated from within. This meant that the priestess was inside. He jumped lightly to the railing that was outside of the miko's window. He crouched down, draping his arms over his knees, and balancing on the balls of his feet. When he looked inside his eyes widened slightly and then narrowed. Through the window was the Shikon miko. Wearing red and reaching into her closet.

Kagome was searching in her closet for a sweater. She stood in the privacy of her room in a red lace bra and panty set. Her body was soft looking and creamy in color. Her body curved in at her waist and widened again at her hips. When she turned slightly he could see the swell of her breast at the top of the red lace she wore. Her raven black hair swept across her back, brushing her shoulders and tickling his senses at the same time. She shifted her weight to her right foot and relaxed her left leg, giving her silhouette a more dramatic curve.

The sweater she was searching for was one of her favorites. She pushed aside the brown one and threw the black one over her shoulder. Still not finding it, she placed her hands on her hips and huffed in frustration. She bent over to see if it had found it's way to the floor of her closet. Not realizing that she was the topic of interest, she continued to root around in her scant clothing.

"Ah ha." She said triumphantly when she found it on the far side of her clothing rake. She slipped it onto her arms as she turned around. Ready to pull it over her head she screamed out in fright.

"Sesshoumaru-sama." She breathed heavily after her fright, then pulled the sweater close, trying in vain to cover herself. "What are you doing here?"

Kagome walked to the window and slid the glass open. The cold air hit her half naked body, causing goose bumps to form. The daiyoukai stood straight and looked down at her from his high perch on the railing. Red began to creep back into his eyes, then he turned and jumped down from the window. Kagome gasped and leaned over the railing to see him on the ground heading for the well house.

"Sesshoumaru-sama, wait." She yelled at him, causing him to stop.

He turned and looked up at her. She had slipped the sweater over her head and was trying to pull on some jeans as she partially hung from the window. He smirked at how silly she looked hopping up and down.

"Come back, please." Her voice was low and soft. It almost sounded pleading, like she wanted him to be there. Something that he had not expected.

He did not move when she disappeared from the window. She had called out to him, and now she was gone. He reached out with his senses to find her. Before he could completely locate her, she burst from the front door and ran across the snowy ground in his direction. She stopped in front of him, her breath puffing like smoke from her mouth. Her eyes were trained on his as she searched his face, but did not say a word. That's when he noticed it. The miko had run out without any shoes or socks, and no jacket. He deliberately looked down at her feet, drawing her attention downward. She squeaked and then laughed shakily. Without warning he reached out and scooped her up into his arms, and walked swiftly back toward the house.

Kagome rested her hand against his firm chest. His muscles worked and tensed as his strode gracefully through the snow covered courtyard. The heat from his body warmed her instantly, and the cold in her feet was forgotten. A faint rumbling was emanating from inside him, and it was calming. She pressed her ear to his chest to try to hear it, and it echoed louder in her mind, making her close her eyes. Sesshoumaru looked down at the miko that he carried in his arms. She looked so peaceful leaning into his chest. His armor was carefully avoided and her ear was pressed to him, just above the top of the breast plate. Her knees were just short of hitting the spiked shoulder piece on his left side. He considered her form carefully. She was very physically capable as a female, and yet so fragile. He had arranged for her to be trained and become stronger, but in the process something else had happened. It happened to him though.

When they had reached the house, Sesshoumaru set her down in the hallway. She looked up at him a minute without saying anything, more surprised that he was here. Kagome invited him in, and her family made their greetings as they had in the past. They walked up the stairs and to her room as they had so many times in the past. He sat at the end of her bed, laying his swords and armor on the floor. Kagome closed the window and sat at her desk chair.

"What are you doing here? How did you get here, is the better question?"

"I came through the well." He said in a matter of fact tone.

"Right. But, how did you do it?" She asked again.

"I determined that I could possibly get through the well if I adjusted my youki accordingly." He explained like it was obvious to anyone. "I believe that is the way that Inuyasha has made it through."

"Oh." Her voice did not reflect any amount of understanding. "So, did you need something?"

"No."

"Oh. Sooooo, Why did you come?" Confusion now overwhelming her tone.

"I...needed to..." Kagome tilted her head at the uncharacteristic uncertainty in his voice. "I needed to talk to you about something that has happened in my time." He recovered himself quickly.

"Oh." Her voice had fallen slightly. "What's happened?"

"There is a youkai that keeps coming in and out of my range of senses. I believe it may have a jewel shard." The miko's eyes widened at the mention of the jewel. "It has been a long time since a shard has been found, and I thought you might want to know."

"Thank you. That is important, but I hadn't planned on returning until tomorrow morning." She tilted her head so it dipped into his line of sight.

"That is acceptable." He said, turning away from her gaze. "It looks as if you were getting ready to go out."

"Yes. I was going to meet with my friends. They are back from university for the winter break." Kagome smiled with a bit of sweet remembrance of her friends. "Would you like to come with me. I have some shopping to do as well."

"That would be agreeable to me." Kagome smiled at him, and jumped out of her seat.

"I have something for you." She said from her closet. "It was suppose to be for christmas, but I can't wait."

She returned from the closet with a paper wrapped box that was a little bigger then his hand. Her fingers brushed his hand as she set it gently in his palm. The pair locked eyes for a moment before looking back at the covered box. Carefully tugging at the paper wrapping, he removed the outer layer, then lifted the box top. Inside the box, wrapped in some white tissue paper was something red. Sesshoumaru pulled the tissue paper aside and lifted the red item into the air. A long piece of red fabric fell open as the daiyoukai lifted it up for inspection. Then he brought it to his nose and sniffed carefully.

"It's a scarf." She said with a half smile.

"What is it made of?" He asked.

"It's cashmere." She started. "It's...goat hair."

"Goat."

"It's a very rare and expensive material." She tried to argue.

"It's missing something." He said suddenly, and she tilted her head sideways again, a clear look of confusion on her face.

He flung the scarf up in the air, and wrapped it around her neck. He took each end of the scarf and pulled them back and forth in a rhythm. After a while he stopped and sniffed the end of the scarf again. Not satisfied he continued to rub the scarf over her neck. Her brows knitted together in confusion, but did not stop the daiyoukai from his work. After another minute he took the scarf back and sniffed it once again. Apparently satisfied he wrapped the fabric over his neck. She giggled, then smiled at him when he looked at her with the most serious look she had ever seen.

"It looks good on you." She laughed softly.

"Red looks good on you." He added while adjusting the ends of the scarf.

"If you are coming with me, you should change." She said nervously. "I bought you a new shirt, and a jacket."