Chapter Ten
I had managed to keep Sesshoumaru out of his room the rest of the day by picking fight after fight with him.
It was over little things. Like he was sitting to close to me on the couch or his hair was touching me.
By nighttime I could tell he was thoroughly pissed at me and just wanted to go to bed.
Too bad when he got there it would be soaked in cologne.
That boy must have, at the very least thirty bottles of cologne and every single one of them had been "spilled" onto his bed.
Smiling. I ran up the stairs to my room, locking to door behind me and after changing into my pajamas, fell onto my bed.
I was dozing off by the time I heard swearing.
I smiled but then I heard the door to the bathroom open.
CRAP! I had forgotten to lock it.
I could hear Sesshoumaru standing in my room but he did not say anything.
Suddenly I felt him lay down in my bed.
"What do you think you're doing?" I asked and rolled over to face him.
"Going to sleep," he said, and fluffed a pillow.
"Not in here you're not!" I said and tried to push him out of my bed.
He grabbed my wrists and snaked his arm around my waist, pulling me to him, "So that's why you were picking fights all day. You wanted to distract me."
"Yeah. Now let me go," I said and pushed and twisted in his arms.
"No," Sesshoumaru said, "This is your punishment."
""Oh come on," I groaned, "It's only a little cologne."
Sesshoumaru was silent.
"Sesshoumaru?"
Nothing.
"No one can go to sleep that fast," I said.
Silence.
I tried to pull away but his arms tightened around my waist.
I heaved a sigh. There was no way I was getting out so I laid my head on his arm and fell asleep.
*»«*
He was here.
He was in my bed.
His arm was wrapped around my waist.
His breath on my neck.
I screamed and thrashed in his arms.
"Kimiko, what is it?" I heard Sesshoumaru ask.
"Get him away from me!" I yelled and broke free from his arms.
I ran blindly away and crouched in a corner and looked around for frantically for Lyon. But the only person I saw was Sesshoumaru, propped up on his elbow, looking quizzically at me.
He slowly got out of bed and made his way towards me. I was still jumpy and I could feel myself begin to cry.
"Make him go away! I know he is here, I felt him," I cried, "Don't let him touch me again."
"Kimiko," Sesshoumaru said, quietly and slowly brushed my hair back away from my face, "No one is here but you and me. You're safe. You must have been having a nightmare."
"But it was so real!" I said as he took hold of my hands and pulled me up into a standing position, "I felt him in my bed just like he was four years ago. I don't want him to hurt me again!"
Tears were pouring from my eyes at this point and Sesshoumaru pulled me close to him. One hand was on the back of my head, cradling it to his chest and his other hand was stroking my back.
"Who hurt you, Kimiko?" Sesshoumaru said still holding me.
"Lyon, Renée's husband. He h...hur..hurt me! He tried to kill me!" I said and broke off crying again as the memories flooded my mind.
Sesshoumaru's arms tightened around me and I heard and felt him growl.
"How did you..." Sesshoumaru trailed off, his hands clenching into fists at my back, another growl vibrating through his chest.
"I was screaming and Renée came in and hit him with a lamp."
"Good, I hope she killed him," He said and slowly walked us back to my bed.
By now I had calmed down but I still wanted him to hold me. Sesshoumaru himself seemed reluctant to let go of me. He sat down and then sat me on his lap. When I shivered he pulled my blanket around us both, cocooning me in warmth.
I leaned my head against his shoulder and watched his Adam's apple move as he talked.
"What happened after Renée came in?" he asked.
"She called the police and he was arrested. The only reason Renée adopted me was because she felt guilty about what had happened. I was just supposed to be a foster for a couple months."
"Why did you think Lyon was back?"
"I don't know," I whispered, "I guess you being in my bed, brought back the memories and I just freaked."
Sesshoumaru nodded and we sat in silence for a few minutes.
I was almost asleep when Sesshoumaru spoke.
"Truthfully, I can understand why someone would want to kill you," he said, "I know I have before."
I gasped in outrage. DICK! I socked him in his stomach and jumped up from his arms.
I picked up a glass of warm soda that was on my bedside table and threw it in his face.
"You are such a jerk," I snapped and stormed out of my room, heading for the couch in the living room.
"Way to ruin the moment, Sesshoumaru," I muttered as I lay down on the couch, tucking an afghan around me.