One evening after leaving Rin with Jaken, he finds the Miko Kagome by herself near a small river. She is attempting to wash her clothing.
His aura reaches out and brushes against hers, and he can feel her aura roiling and spiking.
"I was beginning to think you didn't want to talk to me anymore"
Sesshoumaru did not realize that she would have been thinking of him. Although they had spent several days together just speaking, he did not expect her to continue to want to speak to him.
It both warmed him and made his stomach feel unsettled.
"This one apologizes Kagome," he said, pressing his aura against hers in apology. "I will endeavor to not make you wait so long next time"
He is standing in front of her now, although her aura still crackles angrily against his, it is not angry as it was before. Her hands come up and rest against the armor on his chest, and he momentarily wishes he had removed it.
She is so close, he reaches out, carding his fingers through her hair. All of his focus is on her. Someone could sneak up on him and he would never know as she is the only thing he can see, hear, scent.
He drops his nose to her cheek, rubbing along her cheekbone. When she leans into the gesture he is taken aback. He can only assume she uses canine youki gestures with the kit. His hands steady on her hips as he rubs his nose along hers.
Both their heartbeats thunder in his ears and he opens his eyes, looking into her blue ones he asks gently. "May I kiss you?"
Her response is to gently push her lips against his. Gently he pressed his lips against hers, and his tongue sweeps out across her bottom lip. Her mouth opens inviting him in and he can't get enough of her taste. When she niks her tongue on his fang, the blossom of blood in his mouth overcomes all sense and he yanks away as if burned.
He has turned away, his hand to his mouth, breathing heavily, he knows his eyes are that of the beast inside. Blood normally gives a rush as it enters his mouth and runs down his throat, filling his belly. The blood of other youki, having their own power will sustain him for a long time. Yet this. A single drop of her blood on his tongue. The power she has is unfathomable. He feels awed and giddy and drunk.
"I'm sorry! Are you ok?!" Kagome worries, he scents the tears in her eyes.
"I am sorry Kagome, I got carried away." He straightens, he doesn't want to scare her with the beast inside. "I must take my leave" keeping his head turned away he reaches unsteadily for her.
Her fingers wrap around his, and he tugs her hand to his mouth, tenderly placing a kiss on her knuckles. A promise, he hopes she understands, that he will return.
He returns to his Shiro for sometime, researching the tomes his father had written on the Tessaiga, and learning more about Mikos. After a little over a week his little pack returns to the wilds in search of Naraku.
The Wind witch that smells of that abomination has been following him.
Sesshoumaru ensures his small pack is safe and leads her away to see what she wants.
"I want you to destroy Naraku"
He denies her, not because he does not plan on killing him any way, but because she attempted to give him jewel shards to use.
As if HE needed jewel shards to defeat that beast.
Sesshoumaru can defeat Naraku with his own power, not the false promises of power from that bauble and he tells her so.
The Wind witch tries to use her wiles on him, falsely fanning herself, the light giggle. He is reminded of how his mother entertains males when she wants something and will resort to any means to obtain it.
He is disgusted. He wants his miko and not this creature in front of him. Deciding he needs to see Kagome again, he takes his leave of the wind witch.