Brown Eyes
Disclaimer: Its pretty much a repeat from chapter one, this doesn't belong to me, I'm making absolutely nothing from this piece. I'm just having a little fun with the characters and I will bring them back by their allotted curfew time. Plus, I LOVE reviews!!
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Faintly in the back of my mind, I could hear the soft sounds of something small shuffling at the foot of my bed. My keen hearing could pick up the small fluttering of a child's heartbeat and quick, anxious breathing, along with the rustle of cloth and the faint smell of cookies and dirt. All those things seemed familiar to me in a far off kind of way.
The room around me was warm, glowing in the setting sun, its rays seeping through the blinds that covered the windows. I could not help the groan that escaped my throat as I shifted about and moved my head. A wall greeted me when my opens and I blinked several time to let my amber eyes focus after what appeared to be a long fitting sleep. Lolling my head to the other side, I could see out of the corner of my eyes a small child, holding a grubby little ball. Faintly, he looked much like Inuyasha, my hanyou half-brother. Small was he, probably about six to eight summers, with wide, expressive amber eyes speckled with dark brown. A round, pudgy face, a tuft of long and restless silver hair and two small dog ears perched at the top of his head. His small form was clad in a white kimono with a shading of red along the shoulder and the hem of his sleeves; much like my own. His eyes bore into me and shone brightly with a smile as I had moved about.
The little pup dropped his ball and got on all fours, his face lit up with the same smile that shone in his eyes. "Poppa!"
"Niko, hush." Came a very feminine voice, a little raspy as if just awoken from a nap. Her scent filled the room and that too was familiar, clean and smelling of lilies. I didn't dare look at her for I was purely enraptured by that little pup that deemed me to be his sire.
As she drew closer, she crouched down and I was forced to tear my eyes away from the puppy and glance over. Moving with slow graceful steps as she crossed the room and kneeled beside me, I had another shock - there beside me, looking at me with something akin to love in those dark brown eyes, was a much more mature version of the Miko, Kagome. She was dressed in a light green silk kimono spotted with white flowers and a white sash around that thin waist of hers. Her dark hair was done up in a most exquisite bun spotted again with little white flowers. "I'm so glad you're awake, I've been worried sick." And she leaned down and gently placed a kiss upon my forehead, right over the creasent moon. What in Seven Hells was going on here? Why I am I back in my ancestral lands with a tiny hanyou pup and a mate that was a grown Kagome?!
My head dropped back, missing its pillow and whacking hard against the wood. The pup gasped as I clenched my eyes tightly in pain and I could feet the warm hands of Kagome tuck themselves under the wound and bring the pillow back under my head. "Lie still, you are still much to weak to move."
Her every word was stern, but sweet. Her tone was self-assured and confident and did not held the tiniest bit of fear of me, but she was worried for me. Why? What had happened? My left hand had come up to gently rub along my temples as the little puppy scooted from my feet up to my side, watching me with the most curious and anxious of gazes. Swear to god, if he had a tail, it would be wagging rather furiously. Draping that same arm over my eyes, I noticed another odd thing. I had a left arm! Lifting it up, I studied it. It was purely demon and much like my own, the claws and those double stripes along the wrist. How did this come about? I swear that Inuyasha hacked it off in that battle for Tetsusaiga long ago. I looked at my right one, yup still there and I let both hands drop to my stomach and cast a questioning glance at the female. Her eyes danced then and she tried to hide back a chuckle. It all seemed rather funny to her. I snorted, frowned and sat up on my elbows much to her protesting hands. I was begging her to explain what was funny.
"After ten years, and it still shocks you to possess it, my husband." She giggled and the pup looked rather lost. "What's so funny, momma?" He squeaked.
Kagome only smiled and chuckled as she rubbed the small ears of her son. That little activity caused the pup to purr and melt into his mother's embrace, laying that small head against her breast. Fingers then went about caressing his cheek and I could tell the boy was ready to fall fast asleep. But noting that he was in my presence, his shot up from his mother's arms and lifted his hands, waving away any invisible ear molesters. His hands rested over those flattened ears and swear to god, he did look rather cute when he did so. I couldn't help but roll over and place my cheek in the palm of my hand as I watched the interaction. The puppy was looking at his mother rather harshly, but Kagome was having none of this. Kneeling there, she had her hands afixed upon her hips in a manner that demanded some respect and warned him not to play any more of these games. Oddly enough, she reminded me of my own youkai mother when I was small trying to act big when I was only six to seven summers old.
The silent staring contest was over, the winner being Kagome and the loser folding his arms and pouting. I could see just in those determined eyes, that he would grow up to a strong hanyou - perhaps bettering Inuyasha in abilities and strength. "Go fetch Jaken, tell him go and bring some food for you father."
The pup only nodded and still pouting he got to his feet and shuffled out, kicking whatever was invisible in a sulking fashion. Raising a quizzical brow as my eyes met with Kagome's and she shifted, leaning up against me slightly. "He's stubborn like you, Sesshoumaru." And with a huff, she folded her arms across that rather filled out chest of hers. Bad, youkai!, stop looking at Inuyasha's wench. But wasn't she my mate? Sighing, I shook my head.
"Kikyou was right then," she pointed out. "you have experienced some memory loss." As to not confuse her, I just nodded silently, eyes fixed upon hers. "Your arm was restored to you about a decade ago when you saved Kikyou from a deadly attack by Naraku. You used your Tensaiga to bring her back to life, and give her a new soul without having to take mine. She has been in your debt since then, though you don't actively seek her out. You've come to leave her alone and let her go about her duties as Priestess.
Kagome's smile was beautiful and the whole room seemed to glow in her very presence. It was electric and addicting. Looking over her shoulder a bit as she listened for the padding of toad and puppy feet, she seemed satisfied and leaned forth, but of her kimono top shifting giving a nice little sneak peek of the mounds hidden inside. Casting her a quizzically glance, her hand raised up and gently ran those slim fingers through my hair, causing a soft purr of pleasure to erupt as her fingertips then brushed my cheek. Its been such a long time since anyone has ever done this to me, and for a human to bring this out of me was shocking enough. "I'm so glad you're awake." She whispered and leaned forth, placing her soft lips upon my own.
I was shocked frankly, but the soft pressure of her lips seemed to toss any doubts out of my mind that she seemed to be in love with me. What had Inuyasha done to make her leave him? Another bout of pressure and I too leaned forth to deepen the kiss, my fingers snaking into her hair.
Disclaimer: Its pretty much a repeat from chapter one, this doesn't belong to me, I'm making absolutely nothing from this piece. I'm just having a little fun with the characters and I will bring them back by their allotted curfew time. Plus, I LOVE reviews!!
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Faintly in the back of my mind, I could hear the soft sounds of something small shuffling at the foot of my bed. My keen hearing could pick up the small fluttering of a child's heartbeat and quick, anxious breathing, along with the rustle of cloth and the faint smell of cookies and dirt. All those things seemed familiar to me in a far off kind of way.
The room around me was warm, glowing in the setting sun, its rays seeping through the blinds that covered the windows. I could not help the groan that escaped my throat as I shifted about and moved my head. A wall greeted me when my opens and I blinked several time to let my amber eyes focus after what appeared to be a long fitting sleep. Lolling my head to the other side, I could see out of the corner of my eyes a small child, holding a grubby little ball. Faintly, he looked much like Inuyasha, my hanyou half-brother. Small was he, probably about six to eight summers, with wide, expressive amber eyes speckled with dark brown. A round, pudgy face, a tuft of long and restless silver hair and two small dog ears perched at the top of his head. His small form was clad in a white kimono with a shading of red along the shoulder and the hem of his sleeves; much like my own. His eyes bore into me and shone brightly with a smile as I had moved about.
The little pup dropped his ball and got on all fours, his face lit up with the same smile that shone in his eyes. "Poppa!"
"Niko, hush." Came a very feminine voice, a little raspy as if just awoken from a nap. Her scent filled the room and that too was familiar, clean and smelling of lilies. I didn't dare look at her for I was purely enraptured by that little pup that deemed me to be his sire.
As she drew closer, she crouched down and I was forced to tear my eyes away from the puppy and glance over. Moving with slow graceful steps as she crossed the room and kneeled beside me, I had another shock - there beside me, looking at me with something akin to love in those dark brown eyes, was a much more mature version of the Miko, Kagome. She was dressed in a light green silk kimono spotted with white flowers and a white sash around that thin waist of hers. Her dark hair was done up in a most exquisite bun spotted again with little white flowers. "I'm so glad you're awake, I've been worried sick." And she leaned down and gently placed a kiss upon my forehead, right over the creasent moon. What in Seven Hells was going on here? Why I am I back in my ancestral lands with a tiny hanyou pup and a mate that was a grown Kagome?!
My head dropped back, missing its pillow and whacking hard against the wood. The pup gasped as I clenched my eyes tightly in pain and I could feet the warm hands of Kagome tuck themselves under the wound and bring the pillow back under my head. "Lie still, you are still much to weak to move."
Her every word was stern, but sweet. Her tone was self-assured and confident and did not held the tiniest bit of fear of me, but she was worried for me. Why? What had happened? My left hand had come up to gently rub along my temples as the little puppy scooted from my feet up to my side, watching me with the most curious and anxious of gazes. Swear to god, if he had a tail, it would be wagging rather furiously. Draping that same arm over my eyes, I noticed another odd thing. I had a left arm! Lifting it up, I studied it. It was purely demon and much like my own, the claws and those double stripes along the wrist. How did this come about? I swear that Inuyasha hacked it off in that battle for Tetsusaiga long ago. I looked at my right one, yup still there and I let both hands drop to my stomach and cast a questioning glance at the female. Her eyes danced then and she tried to hide back a chuckle. It all seemed rather funny to her. I snorted, frowned and sat up on my elbows much to her protesting hands. I was begging her to explain what was funny.
"After ten years, and it still shocks you to possess it, my husband." She giggled and the pup looked rather lost. "What's so funny, momma?" He squeaked.
Kagome only smiled and chuckled as she rubbed the small ears of her son. That little activity caused the pup to purr and melt into his mother's embrace, laying that small head against her breast. Fingers then went about caressing his cheek and I could tell the boy was ready to fall fast asleep. But noting that he was in my presence, his shot up from his mother's arms and lifted his hands, waving away any invisible ear molesters. His hands rested over those flattened ears and swear to god, he did look rather cute when he did so. I couldn't help but roll over and place my cheek in the palm of my hand as I watched the interaction. The puppy was looking at his mother rather harshly, but Kagome was having none of this. Kneeling there, she had her hands afixed upon her hips in a manner that demanded some respect and warned him not to play any more of these games. Oddly enough, she reminded me of my own youkai mother when I was small trying to act big when I was only six to seven summers old.
The silent staring contest was over, the winner being Kagome and the loser folding his arms and pouting. I could see just in those determined eyes, that he would grow up to a strong hanyou - perhaps bettering Inuyasha in abilities and strength. "Go fetch Jaken, tell him go and bring some food for you father."
The pup only nodded and still pouting he got to his feet and shuffled out, kicking whatever was invisible in a sulking fashion. Raising a quizzical brow as my eyes met with Kagome's and she shifted, leaning up against me slightly. "He's stubborn like you, Sesshoumaru." And with a huff, she folded her arms across that rather filled out chest of hers. Bad, youkai!, stop looking at Inuyasha's wench. But wasn't she my mate? Sighing, I shook my head.
"Kikyou was right then," she pointed out. "you have experienced some memory loss." As to not confuse her, I just nodded silently, eyes fixed upon hers. "Your arm was restored to you about a decade ago when you saved Kikyou from a deadly attack by Naraku. You used your Tensaiga to bring her back to life, and give her a new soul without having to take mine. She has been in your debt since then, though you don't actively seek her out. You've come to leave her alone and let her go about her duties as Priestess.
Kagome's smile was beautiful and the whole room seemed to glow in her very presence. It was electric and addicting. Looking over her shoulder a bit as she listened for the padding of toad and puppy feet, she seemed satisfied and leaned forth, but of her kimono top shifting giving a nice little sneak peek of the mounds hidden inside. Casting her a quizzically glance, her hand raised up and gently ran those slim fingers through my hair, causing a soft purr of pleasure to erupt as her fingertips then brushed my cheek. Its been such a long time since anyone has ever done this to me, and for a human to bring this out of me was shocking enough. "I'm so glad you're awake." She whispered and leaned forth, placing her soft lips upon my own.
I was shocked frankly, but the soft pressure of her lips seemed to toss any doubts out of my mind that she seemed to be in love with me. What had Inuyasha done to make her leave him? Another bout of pressure and I too leaned forth to deepen the kiss, my fingers snaking into her hair.
