Kagome looked at Inuyasha, then at the devil.
"K, nice look Sesshomaru, what are you afraid of?"
Sesshomaru tighten his grip on his brother "I fear nothing."
"Then why don't you show her what you really look like?"
"Enough" He released his brother and pushed him away from Kagome. Kikyo ran up to Inuyasha, and Sesshomaru didn't like her right away. He wrapped a protective arm around Kagome, pulling her back closer to his chest.
Sango and Miroku came running up; this could be very bad.
"Don't you know who he is Kagome?" Inuyasha asked as Kikyo pulled on his arm. Kagome looked up at Sesshomaru then back at Inuyasha; she was confused.
"Same father, different mother," Sesshomaru told her. But Kagome didn't pull away from him and this confused Inuyasha "Kagome!" He snapped, gaining her attention again.
"Answer me."
"Inuyasha" Kikyo whispered,
Kagome pulled on Sesshomaru's hair, and he bent slightly down. Kagome raised her hands up and made horns with her fingers on his forehead.
"You know?" Inuyasha was shocked "How could you let him touch you like that" He sneered "Don't you know he is death, his hands are covered in blood."
Kagome plucked Sesshomaru's hand from her midsection and looked at it.
Inuyasha growled at her "How can you allow him to lay claim on you!"
Kagome snapped her head up and then cocked it to the side.
"Inuyasha enough," Miroku said stern and Kikyo pulled him away before a war started.
Kagome slowly turned in Sesshomaru's arms and looked up at him, and he saw the wheels trying to turn. She looked over him and his tall form, and it was like a light went off in her head. She gasped and stepped back out of his arms and bumped right into his mother.
Kagome understood now. He was a man; she was a woman. He wasn't just protecting her as an object of his but as his woman.
She blushed and then turned to his mother and buried her face.
"I shall take her back."
Sesshomaru then glared at Sango and Miroku "You know he won't stay away" Miroku spoke with a slight bow.
"He has his own woman does he not?"
"Kagome is his friend; they understand each other" Miroku offered "And his is the God of mischief after all."
Sesshomaru looked between them once more before waving his dark cape and disappearing.
"Well, at least no one died" Miroku relaxed a bit.
"At least not yet" Sango stated as she watched the moon mother fly away with a broken angel.
