If your lips
Feel hungry and tempted
Kiss the rain
and wait for the dawn
Keep in mind
We're under the same skies
-Billie Myers
Kagome stood there in shock, had he just willingly caressed her face? She was still standing there when the rain began to pour; soaking her from head to toe. She then tried running to try and catch up to Sesshomaru, but slipped on the slick wet grass. She ended up tackling him from behind instead; causing him to slip and fall landing face first in fresh squishy mud. Kagome was sprawled out on top of him. She scrambled away from him quickly when they started sinking.
Sesshomaru slowly peeled himself out of the mud. The wet sucking sound it made disgusted him just as much as the mud itself. He turned to Kagome fully intent on giving her a piece of his highly pissed off mind. He stopped when she took her yukata sleeve into her left hand, gently grabbed his chin with her right, and started washing away the mud from his face. The constant rain helping her along with her task. He watched her face as she worked, she was captivating. Her face so full of concentration as she wiped the mud away.
It seemed wrong to her for his face to be covered in dirt; he was too...beautiful? Yes that was the only word that fit him best. She didn't know what had come over her, but she soon found herself washing his face. Maybe it was to return the favor for the care he had given her. She knew he was looking at her strangely, and she couldn't help the blush that lightly painted her face.
Before either of them could realize what was happening; Sesshomaru had Kagome pulled into his lap. His lips crashed against hers wanting, and needing her to accept him. She returned his kiss opening her mouth and allowing his tongue to slip in and dance with her own. The world becoming muggy and foggy around them as the rain and humidity collided.
Their kiss ended slowly both panting for air. Both staring in each other's eyes, but then more water started to pour from Kagome's eyes.
"Why did you do that?" she asked looking at him like a toddler with a booboo. He knew she was fragile mentally, and he knew that her self-esteem was low to non existent. He also knew he really wanted to kiss her again someday.
"I wanted to." he answered. It was the truth after all. She slid off his lap and stood up. She turned with her back to him; her arms crossed. She stared through the rain at the field they were in. He stood and stayed behind her waiting for her to say something.
"Please don't do it again. It hurts my heart too much, because I wanted you to. Kami knows I wanted it, but you and I both know that you don't love me. My heart is still being pieced back together, and that's going to take time." she explained as she turned to face him. He felt guilty for the first time in his life. She was right he didn't love her, but the image she created soaked with rain while she wiped the mud from his face had been too much for even him to resist. He nodded and began walking back to camp once again.