CHAPTER 11.
She was drawing him again.
They sat in his room, because Inuyasha and Kikyou were making out downstairs.
Kagome was okay with them dating; she thought of Inuyasha and Kikyou as her brother and sister now.
But spit swapping was just too disgusting to watch.
Kagome didn't notice that her subject had put his journal away.
She jerked up when she heard his voice.
"Kagome."
"Yes?''
"..."
"What is it, Sessh?" she asked, looking back down at her drawing.
"I am in love with someone."
She froze. Tears pricked her eyes. She had lost him. She had waited too long.
"Oh?" she faked a steady voice, and layered it with curiosity.
She wasn't fooling him. He could smell her sadness.
"Who… is it?" She asked.
"Kagome, look at me." She heard him say.
"I'm drawing."
"Look at me, Kagome."
His voice was softer, yet louder, as if he was closer than before.
"Look at me."
Something in his voice made her look up.
She gasped when she saw his face so close to hers, his usually cold eyes shone with an unreadable emotion.
Suddenly, she couldn't breathe.
And he kissed her.
It was a short kiss; he just touched his lips to hers, for a few seconds.
He pulled back, their faces mere inches apart, their breath mingling.
When she didn't pull away from him, he kissed her again.
Then, unfortunately, he decided that he needed to talk to her before he went any further.
So he pulled away.
"Kagome..?" he whispered.
"..Me?" she asked, confusion painted on her face.
He smiled exasperatedly . He should have known that would have been her worry. Her low self esteem.
"You." He confirmed.
And he kissed her again.
_outside the door_
"Aaaawwww..." Sango and Kikyou whispered, hugging each other.
Miroku high fived Inuyasha softly.
