Chapter 13

A long day it was. For Kagome. She was forced to sit in his arms while he flared his aura around her and her son. After the third time she finally asked what he was doing.

"The pup doesn't know who I am exactly. He has gotten a feel of my aura through your mokomoko but he still needs to know whom his sire is. My mother told me father used to sit behind her and do this, it was how I knew who he was." With another flash her body started to relax and her eyelids drooped.

She didn't want to fall sleep in his arms. Hell, she didn't want to be anywhere near him. Suddenly her son's aura flared wildly, whipping at the edges of her own. Something had upset him and he was determined to show it. "Deep breaths little bitch. Calm yourself." Sesshomaru whispered into her ear, licking the shell. Was he reacting to her feelings? "Calm down Kagome."

His large hands gently rubbed circles on her swollen belly, trying to soothe the pup. Taking deep breaths Kagome locked all thoughts of Sesshomaru into the back of her mind, trying to force herself to be calm for her son's sake. Slowly the pup's aura receded back until nothing but a small tendril was sliding on the edge of hers.

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Sesshomaru sighed in relief. He didn't know what had caused his son's aura to flare so violently but he was sure it had something to do with the miko in his arms. Her breathing slowly evened out, telling him that she was sleeping.

What had she been feeling to make the pup react so violently? Was she thinking about him? Gently rearranging Kagome on the bed so she would be comfortable, he headed down the halls to Miroku's rooms.

After grabbing the female slayer Inu-yasha had dumped her with the hybrid, not wanting to deal with a screaming, thrashing woman. Knocking he heard the sounds of something connecting to the floor. Upon opening the door he found the female standing on a chair with a sharpened sword in her hands. Miroku was on the bed, lounging as if none of it concerned him.

"What is going on here?" he growled, leaning his form up against the doorframe.

"Well, it would seem your little visitor here doesn't want to be touched." The black haired male scratched his head, "And with her wielding the sword I don't think I want to get anywhere near her at the moment. Even with my reflexes she could seriously harm me."

Sesshomaru nodded. If she had any proper training then she could possibly be a threat to those in his castle. "You, female. Tell this Sesshomaru your name."

"Why should I demon?" she growled.

He let a smirk cross his features, "Because I can cause Kagome a whole lot of pain for your misbehavior." Suddenly the warrior woman was as docile as a newborn kitten. "Now, your name."

"Sango, why am I here?" Miroku had the weapon out of her hands and a hold on her hair before she could finish the sentence.

"You are here to help tame his lordship's bitch. She is now carrying his heir but it means nothing if she can turn his own son on him."

Sango gasped, "Kagome isn't that cold hearted! She would never do that!" Sesshomaru cocked his head.

"Why do you think this? She hates her life by my side and I do not doubt that she would do anything to harm me."

"Kagome just isn't like that, she doesn't have the heart to do it." The woman sighed, "She had to be the softest person I know. Our other mikos, they would have done it in a heartbeat just to get back at you. Kagome? No, she will find a way to get away from you but not by using her own flesh and blood."

With a nod to the hybrid he turned around and left.

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Sango couldn't believe Kagome had to stay with such a cold-hearted bastard. He even thought she would use the child growing inside of her to harm him! Kagome wasn't like that!

"So little bitch, how about you learn your place." The black haired demon growled into her ear, hands roaming her backside with harsh strokes.

"Get off me you bastard!" she hissed, bringing her elbow back to connect with his gut. He only chuckled and dragged her over to the bed.

"I can show you pleasure or pain, it is all up to you." he warned, dangling the cuffs in front of her. Sango bucked her body against his hold but got nowhere. How damn strong were these demons? He chuckled at her attempts, gently stroking her exposed neck, "I can't wait to mount you."

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Something warm and hard was thrown across her belly, rubbing slow, soft circles into the bare skin. Kagome groaned and shifted her position slightly. She knew it was Sesshomaru curled up behind her, licking her shoulder and purring softly here and there.

"How do you feel?" he whispered, nuzzling her neck. He meant how her belly was handling the food. When she had eaten her first meal it had caused her to throw it all up as she eaten too much for her small stomach to handle.

"Better." She tried to sit up but his arms bound her to the soft bed.

"The female slayer, I have spoken to her." Fear filled her heart as she looked back into his golden eyes. "She is unharmed, I have no need to punish you like that, yet. I spoke my concerns on how you will treat my son."

"You think I would harm my baby? My own flesh and blood?" Kagome couldn't believe he would even think she would harm her baby. It was hers!

He sighed and sat up, helping her up too. "Understand I do not know how far your hate for me goes. The old miko assures me your heart is still pure but that does not mean you would not turn my son on me. So I went to the female slayer, she assured me the same but I want to hear it from you. Will you attempt to harm this Sesshomaru by harming his heir?"

Kagome shivered. He was right to question her. She did hate him with all her heart but that didn't change the fact that this baby was hers, not his. "This is my son, my baby. I will not hurt him in such a way. Even if I hate you, even if you try to break me over and over again I will never harm my baby boy. Never!" he nodded, stroking his thumb over her hand.

"Then you would keep our…relationship out of his life? What will you do when he turns to you and asks a question you don't want to or can't answer without reviling this?" Kagome sighed and rubbed at a sore spot on her back.

"When the time comes I will explain but until then he doesn't need to know about this." She was tired again; being angry really wore her out. With a yawn she asked him to help her down so she could relieve herself before she was to settle back down on the bed.