Well, thank you all. Seriously. Wow. Thanks for the reviews. Please review more though. It totally helps me post sooner!
-MC
And yes, Sesshomaru had to train Kagome in some of his arts (i.e. interrogation techniques) if he wants her to be able to protect herself when the situation arises. Any good bodyguard would do that for his or her charge!
"It means buckle your seatbelt Dorothy, because Kansas is going bye-bye"
-The Matrix
Let us consider the mystery, for this was truly the concern for Kagome. Her father was to return on Monday and Kagome's week passed by rather rapidly. She went to school and at night papers and make-up notes from the day she missed that Kagome had barely any time to consider the problem always distracted her.
However she ad somehow found time to distract herself with thoughts of Sesshomaru. After she left his bedroom that fateful day she took a shower to cleanse herself from the interesting mishaps of the morning. She took the limo alone and didn't see him until lunch where he surreptitiously ate with the gaggle of other bodyguards (her college was attended by many important people…) and left her to fend for herself. Kagome sat with her interesting friend Sango and tried to ignore Sesshomaru's stares throughout eating.
He accompanied her in the limo after school, making sure to sit far away but still across from her. The silence pierced her like a knife and as they passed the pool she wistfully thought of a time when Sesshomaru wouldn't think twice about taking her there.
And the rest of the week was spent in much the same fashion. There was one beguiling situation where Kagome tripped and Sesshomaru immediately slide his arm around her waist and carried her up the stone steps of Manchester house and into Kagome's room. As he laid her on the bed her undid her shoes and was surprisingly gentle with her ankle as he inspected it for injuries. He declared her well quietly, allowing his hand to linger on her ankle a little more than necessary.
It was the first time he had spleen to her since she pleaded with him to let her go and she told him he was unintelligent.
Then he walked out of the room and a maid brought up an icepack afterwards.
Other than that, Saturday couldn't come quickly enough and Kagome found herself in the brisk morning, walking towards the city library—anywhere where Sesshomaru wouldn't be able to find her and follow her silently with his eyes.
But Sess, anticipating this, was able to follow her quite easily in the car. No matter how nonexistent she wanted their "relationship" to become he still had a job to do. And if his intuition was correct-which it usually was- Kagome was going to need him.
So he too found himself in the gloriously huge library, watching over the object of both his duty and affection.
Kagome found the El Salvador room quite easily considering she had never been there before. She ascertained the feeling of slight flattery when she discovered there was a whole drawer of references on her family alone. Not only had her father published book on his experiences, Kagome had published some writings of her own. As painful as they were to read, she had to research something. So, she took out all her father's books and set to some very excruciating work.
Sesshomaru, on the other hand, growled at the fat that the library had country rooms. He could hardly walk into the small space without her knowing he was there. So, staking out a spot where he could clearly see the door, he lifelessly flipped through nearby books to pass the time.
It had taken two hours for Kagome to search through one book her father wrote before an elegantly dressed man distracted her with a black ponytail tied loosely at the nape of his neck entering the room. He was handsome in that annoyingly distracted way that most men take for granted. He seemed almost oblivious to his good looks where Sesshomaru knew of his explicitly. The man was young-hardly 25- but eluded a sense of wisdom beyond one of those few years.
Kagome snuck another glace from between her hair-a move she unconsciously learned from Sesshomaru. The man gently smiled at her and then turned to look at the books. Slightly embarrassed he had caught her "ogling his goodies" she went back to work, taking notes diligently. Her method was simple. She would write down any act that could provide her father with enemies.
She was about to write down another when the man was suddenly too close. He was kneeling right next to her chair. She was about to comment when he grabbed her hands and dragger her under the table with him.
"What!' she yelped before he clasped warm hand over her mouth. She tried to struggle, but he spoke.
"Kagome, Kagome…stop struggling!" With one hand over her mouth Kagome was able to break free of his grip. He quickly grabbed both her wrists with his own.
"Stop it! I don't know who you are!" Her voice was becoming louder. With both hands used to hold Kagome down, the man had nothing to silence her with.
"Anyways, how do you know my—" Kagome was unable to say before his mouth covered her own. It wasn't entirely a kiss—he was simply trying to silence her—but his lips were warm and inviting. Entirely distracted, Kagome forgot to struggle while he pinned her arms behind her back with one strong hand. The man, noticing her shock slowly brought the "kiss" to a close with a playful lick against her lips. Thoroughly confused, Kagome just sat and stared.
"Well, now that I have your attention…"
Kagome, eyes still glazed was snapped back to reality with his lips over hers again.
"How dare you! You…you…" Kagome shouted, upset. The man smiled.
" Obviously there is an on and off button here…" he muttered before he grabbed her chin and kissed her a last time.
Kagome was still dumbfounded. She shook herself out of it. It wasn't THAT good of a kiss, anyway, she thought. And Sesshomaru…but she didn't allow herself to dwell on that too long.
"As fun as this is, I really need to talk to you quickly about something…" He said smiling in a way only a man assured of his sexual prowess could. Kagome was about to intercede when he quietly tapped his lips with a knowing grin. So she silenced herself again.
"My name is Miroku and I was the one who sent you the pictures…"
