She was going to rip her hair out. No, no, she'd rip his silky smooth perfect hair out first and then bash her head against the next rock she saw. Kagome's glare was burning a hole in the back of the stoic inuyoukai's face and he didn't even seem to was like she was following a whole different person.
Seshoumaru had shown up in the early morning, and thown a curt 'get ready' at her. Bewildered, she had skipped breakfast, something that had seemed to irritate him even more. Inuyasha had hopped off his tree, adamant on joining them and was currently walking by her side. His ears were drooping and he wore a glum expression on his face.
Unable to take anymore, Kagome snapped at him, "And, what is your problem?"
Inuyasha's ears drooped even more as he muttered, "None of your fucking business, wench."
A stone appeared out of nowhere, hitting him square in his forehead, making him snarl, "What the fuck's your problem, bastard!"
Seshoumaru pretended not to hear that and walked on. Kagome scowled at his back, "Maybe he's PMSing."
"What?"
At Inuyasha's confused look, she turned slightly red, realizing what she had just said, and kicked the ground, "Nothing. I said nothing."
They continued on in silence for a while. The thick foliage filtered the sunlight so that little spots of light were scattered on the forest floor. The whole forest looked enchanted. Kagome smiled at the beauty of it and forced down the sudden pang she felt in her chest. It looked like home. A home she had never known. Her head hurt for a second and she gritted her teeth. She was going home, her home.
Bored, frustrated, she looked around and her eyes fell on a lilac flower. It's petals looked soft and curled around the edges, tiny lines of golden highlighting the curled edges. Kagome looked at her two companions. Neither seemed to be paying any attention to her. She edged towards the exotic looking flower and smelled it. Her mind fogged over and as she reached to pluck it, she was immediately pulled back into an armored chest. The fact that the spikes on the armour were poking and hurting her did not seem to matter, as she tried to reach the flower, murmuring, "It's so beautiful."
"Kagome."
The baritone voice was deep and husky. Her insides were melting. The girl closed her eyes and moaned softly as the strangest of sensations made their presence known in her abdomen.
"Kagome."
Who was that? Kagome? Was Kagome her name? God, someone do something! Tears of frustration slipped down her cheeks as the feeling in her lower body intensified.
"Did she smell the okanta?"
There was another voice. It sounded gruff, worried and strangely hot. But as soon as the deep voice spoke, she forgot all about the second voice. "I think so."
"Kagome!"
Her eyes opened slowly and she took in a pair of golden eyes. So pretty. They reminded her of someone. Someone that she had lost. A tear slipped from her eye. Lonely. He was lonely because of her. All alone. He had been alone. Her Seshou had been so lonely without her. She reached out to him, choking on a sob. Those eyes turned wary but she ignored it. Slipping her arms around him, she buried her face in his neck and sobbed, "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
Seshoumaru stiffened. Did she remember? She clung to him tightly, and the boy in him, the child who had sat by the well for days, turning his claws into a bloody mangled mess, trying to get her, who had cried for days, who had wandered around in a heartbroken daze for months, tried to emerge. He wanted this affection to be true. He wanted her to remember what was. He clung onto that scent, trying to hide his lonliness by burying his face in her hair. He had never truly healed, never really recovered from losing her.
Inuyasha watched as the girl flung herself at his half brother. The inuyoukai then proceeded to bury his face in her hair. He couldn't help but feel jealous. He wasn't attracted to the human. No, he was in love with Kikyo. Yes, she had betrayed him, but she had also accepted him and not treated him like dirt. After so many years of being taunted, demeaned, insulted, he had found peace in the quiet priestess. She had wanted him to turn human, but she had still let him sit with her, talked with him, treated him like someone with feelings.
Kagome. Kagome was different from Kikyo. Kikyo had been kind to him, but Kagome treated him like everybody else. He liked her. She was funny, sarcastic and little bit crazy. But the way she was holding onto the bastard right now, made him feel a little strange. Was he envious of his brother? He scoffed halfheartedly, No of course not!
Clearing his throat, he asked, "What's wrong with her now?"
Seshoumaru stiffened and immediately pulled his face away from her hair. Kagome's sobs had quietened. She was groaning as if in pain. Pulling away from her, he studied her flushed face, and closed her eyes. She was biting her lip to the point that it was bleeding.
"Kagome." His voice was hesitant, cautious.
Kagome moaned and pushed him away, crying out, "Don't talk! Please don't say anything! Both of you. Especially you."
She curled up in a fetal position on the ground, her body twitching, "What's happening to me?" her voice was barely a whisper.
"That flower emits an aroma which induces a lust filled state. Had you broken it, you would have gone insane. Even youkai have to stay away from it."
Inuyasha looked worried, "What's going to happen to her?"
Seshoumaru was silent for a minute. He had marked her. Essentially, she was his mate. He could do something, but that would mean. He closed his eyes. If she left, the pain of separation might very well kill him. The next moan of pain and pleasure made up his mind. He studied Kagome and allowed himself to take in her heady scent. When his eyes opened they were red. His voice weas guttereal as he snarled towards Inuyasha, "Leave."
"What?"
"LEAVE!"
Inuyasha studied his brother for a second but he knew, somehow that he would not harm Kagome. Quickly taking to the trees, he tried to create as much distance as he possibly could between them.
Satisfied that the hanyou was gone, Seshoumaru let his beast take over his human form and he turned to study the quivering girl on the ground. Taking in her scent, he growled, making her shiver. Pleased with her reaction, he smirked, "Mate."
A.N: Cliffhanger! Hahaha! Don't worry, I'll update soon. Anyways, I know some of you are impatient about my story Blast from the Past. I'll get to it, I promise. I'm just confused a little bit there. And a few of my readers requested that I complete my story A Damaged Soul from mediaminer. And I will. I will twist and turn and edit it first because it was one of my first pieces. So give me a little time. Love y'all, and do review!
