DISCLAIMER: The character of InuYasha are not mine. They are property of Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Picture Perfect
Kagome loved anime conventions. It was exciting to see all the people come dressed as their favorite characters. Seeing all the hard work some put into their costumes was absolutely amazing. She had a whole scrap book filled with pictures she'd taken with others.
She had agreed to make an appearance at AnimeJapan; signing autographs, taking pictures with fans, and answering any questions her readers had. It was good publicity, after all, and she really enjoyed interacting with people, too. After her allotted time was up, Kagome gave her goodbyes and thank yours and then hurried off to the restroom with her newly acquired large yellow backpack. Inside, besides her keys and wallet, was an also newly acquired fuku in green and white. She'd tried to fit into some of her old ones that her mother had kept, but that body was long passed.
Once she was dressed and her normal clothing stashed in the bag to help it seem full, Kagome styled her hair the way she'd had it way back then and checked herself out in the full length mirror in the bathroom. She gave the uniform a spin test to make sure she wasn't going to be showing anything off and grinned at her reflection. "I look damn good, if I do say so," she chirped before setting out to explore the floor.
* SCTD *
Several hours and many, many pictures later, Kagome was taking a break to eat some ice cream with another cos-player who was dressed as Uchiha Itachi. They were just getting into an animated discussion on the latest mangas they'd been reading when a tidal wave of voices reached them. Kagome looked in the direction of the sound, but could not see what was causing such a stir. "Man," Itachi said as he stood, his greater height giving him an advantage. "Someone went all out! Check it out, Kagome! It's right up your alley."
Kagome set aside her ice cream and stood. Having to get up on her tiptoes to see over the crowd, she gave a squeal of delight as her eyes barely caught a glimpse of silver hair. A closing of her eyes and a focusing her senses let her feel a very familiar youkai. Had he really come? Had he really come wearing what she hoped to the kamis he was wearing?!
Giving another squeal of delight, she moved forward as fast as the crowd would allow. Several excuse mes later, she breached the front and stopped instantly as the sight amazed her.
Sesshoumaru was standing before her in all his former glory. From the kimono to the flowing sash to mokomoko-sama wound around his shoulders, he looked exactly as he had when she had first met him. His armor gleamed under the false lights of the convention center and he even wore Tenseiga at his side. His eyes narrowed when he saw her and Kagome knew exactly what he was thinking. Grateful that he was putting up with the strange people around him who actually thought he was just a human dressed up, she moved forward. His appearance, so surreal, kept her from touching when she was close enough. She gave a bow when she stood before him, a sparkle in her eye. "Sesshoumaru-sama."
Ignoring the constant flashes of cameras and phones, Sesshoumaru gave a low growl when some human female actually made to reach out and stroke his mokomoko. She giggled delightfully and rushed back to her friends' side laughing. If only the lucky girl knew…
Turning back to the one who had forced this situation upon him through trickery and sheer brilliance, Sesshoumaru frowned in her general direction. He'd forgotten what she looked like in her school uniform. It was amazing how little she had changed in all those years. Older in appearance, yes, but she was human and that was expected. The same challenging light was still in her eyes, though. It was as if he were seeing her in his father's tomb all over again. "Miko," he replied, with a slight dipping of his head.
All around them fan girls and guys oohed and awed. "Where's InuYasha?" someone shouted.
"Melt the miko!" another one added.
Kagome gave the crowd a smile and then turned back to Sesshoumaru. "We should pose so that they can take pics."
"Pose? Hn."
"It's fun! You'll see."
* SCTD *
The crowd briefly appeased, they strolled languidly through the convention center looking at the various exhibitions and products offered for sale. Kagome had made many purchases that Sesshoumaru considered frivolous. One of those included a plushy of himself in dog form. "To cuddle with when you're not there," she said as she paid the cashier. For himself, there was not much here that interested him, but Kagome enjoyed it and he enjoyed watching her be happy.
When he moved to take her hand, Kagome made a squeaking sound and jumped away, a nervous giggle following. Narrowing his eyes, Sesshoumaru's lips thinned. He enjoyed the stroke of her fingers against his flesh and she had always touched him whenever they were together. It was as if she could never get enough of him and well he understood why. He was a youkai of magnificence. Why was she not now? "You have not touched this Sesshoumaru since we met here."
A passing cos-player squealed at the sight of them. When she raised her camera, Kagome posed for the girl while Sesshoumaru continued to glare at her. "That's perfect!" she said. "It's almost as if it's the real thing!"
Once the girl was gone, Kagome turned a nervous eye towards Sesshoumaru. "It's just...it's just that..." She growled to herself and waved her hands up and down, signaling to him he assumed. "I mean look at you!"
"This Sesshoumaru has not changed, miko."
"I know! And it's freaky!"
He raised an eyebrow at her words, but internally understood what she was talking about. He had been a most imposing and frightening figure when first they had met. "Allow me to get you past your fears then, miko."
"I'm not afraid!" Kagome argued.
She would have continued her speech, but Sesshoumaru moved closer to her. His hand wrapped around her back, pulling her forward. Careful of the spikes on his armor, his other hand wrapped around her chin and pulled her face upwards. He leaned down, letting his lips lightly meet her own.
The camera flashes were back, so Sesshoumaru closed his eyes to them and just let himself feel the movement of her lips beneath his. He worked slowly with tongue and teeth and lips and eroded away her useless fear. Appearances were everything, but this miko should know she had nothing to fear from him.
Kagome closed her own eyes, lost in the slow passionate kiss her youkai shared in full view of everyone around them. It was rare for Sesshoumaru to show such public affection and Kagome found herself lost in him, in his taste, and in his touch.
As their kiss slowly ended, Kagome a wet mess inside, she pulled away. One hand was splayed against his covered chest and her other was entwined in the silky lengths of his hair. Her eyes, she was sure, were glazed over with lust as they often were where this lord was concerned. She opened her mouth to tell him exactly what she was feeling, but was interrupted by a hoot of someone watching. "BEST SHOW EVER!"
The End.
a/n: Might be a little rusty at this so apologies. It's been a while, but I'm still here, lol.
