A/N: I didn't know that reviews were for grading my grammar and spelling...I've seen worse so... whatever. Anyway, this chap contains a lemon...the first lemon I have written so take that into consideration if you dislike it a whole lot. Thanks for the....three reviews. =).
The moon hung low in the sky tonight. In its full glory it lit the sky in an orange color. She
sat in the middle of a field on top of a small hill, staring up at it. Tonight was perfect for
rejuvinating her powers. By the light of the moon the flowers she planted here would heal any and
all wounds she recieved. It was a time for the flowers she so lovingly tended to became one with
her body. She smiled up at the moon, happy to be a child of nature. With her hands on her legs
she looked down and closed her eyes, praying for a successful union. As she finished, she placed
the tips of her fingers in the ground she had watered earlier that day. As she lifted them,
flowers quickly bloomed and a wind that hadn't been present before, swept over her. As it died
down, her kimono was replaced with her furisode. She always enjoyed dressing in her formal white
kimono with the jasmine she had styled on its surface. There were few spots on it that were
totally white. The sleeves, she realized suddenly, were much like Sesshoumaru's. She had nearly
forgotten him the moment she began her ritual. Pausing now, she looked over her shoulder to
find him standing under a tree where she wanted to rest for the night. She knew he held his
normal emotionless expression but wondered why he was looking in her direction.
He watched her the entire time. Though he had no clue what was going on, he found that she appeared to be more beautiful than usual on this night. The moon shone on her face, highlighting all of its beautiful features. Her change in outfit only added to her beauty and he found, as her hair floated to the ground, that she was much more alluring with her hair down. She looked at him, as if she sensed him there. She stared at him for a moment, then turned to continue whatever she was doing.
It had been five days that they have been wondering the countryside. Still they had no leads. He was torn between being annoyed and just not caring at all. The girl rarely spoke to him and he didn't mind at all. When she did speak, it was with the respect that a human should show a great demon lord. It pleased him to know she knew her place. Had she acted any other way, he would have killed her already. It suprised him that her presence did not bother him. He could not understand why just yet and it made him very curious. It irritated him that he wanted to know more about her and her reasons for searching for the fragments of the shikon no tama.
Jaken appeared at that moment, interrupting Sesshoumaru's thoughts. He returned with branches and sticks to build a fire for Asami. It was quite amusing to see how the girls presence affected Jaken. The toad always lived in constant fear of his master but with the woman present, he was more jumpy than ever. He did all he could to stay away from her which resulted in running errands for her. His daily task at sunset was to begin a fire for Asami and fry her a fish he caught. Sesshoumaru wondered how she brought out the slave in Jaken without bringing out the complainer.
As Jaken got the fire to start, Sesshoumaru sensed Asami returning. Impeccable timing, he thought to himself.
"There is a jewel shard headed in this direction." She knealed by the fire and held her hands out, warming them a bit.
When Sesshoumaru nodded, Jaken began to act frantic. "What is wrong with you! Why don't you go after it right now? Quit wasting Lord Sesshoumaru's time."
Asami only sent Jaken a blank look. "I am tired of you saying I am wasting my Lord's time. If I had indeed been wasting his time, he would have abandoned me long ago. Mind your mouth, toad, or I shall be forced to take action."
Jaken quickly moved behind his master who was merely looking at the girl, not showing any of his amusement. "What is your plan then?"
"I have no plan. I do not know if the holder is demon or human or male. I must know my victim in order to be sure that I will be able to take the shard from them."
"Which direction is it in?"
"East, near the waterfall."
Sesshoumaru turned his head in that direction, trying to sense what was there. "Some kind of demon waterfowl." He wrinkled up his nose. "Male."
"Hmmm...I'm sure you'll be able to tell more as we get closer. Jaken, stay here and keep the fire going. Lord Sesshoumaru." Turning, she walked towards the east.
The smell of blood disgusted him. It was dried all over his body now as he had flown from the scene days, even weeks ago, as he was still high from his new powers. The fear he saw in the faces of those humans was etched in his memory. Now they new what it meant to be hunted. He had achieved his revenge for his kind. With the shard of the shikon no tama embedded in his chest, he was able to take on a human form and walk the land. But still, the water called to him. He was drawn there now, to the sound of the crashing waterfall. He swooped down and landed in it, turning to his human for to ensure that his body was cleansed properly. He muched prefered being a human than a duck. (A/N: A duck? Yeah...couldn't think of anything else).
As he soaked, he stripped himself of his human clothes, tossing them on near by rocks. It wasn't until then did he see the woman step from behind under the waterfall. Wearing only her nagajugan, she revealed as much as she was trying to hide. But she sat under the waterfall and closed her eyes as she brought her knees to her chest. He stood, suddenly drawn to her, and began to walk towards her. The noise caused her to look up at him and his whole world collapsed.
His body froze as their eyes met, never realizing until now how beautiful a color violet was. He closed his eyes, as if to block out the intensity, and opened them to find himself sitting next to her. He had no clue when he walked there, but he would not complain. In his heart he for some reason felt he knew this woman and that she belonged to him. Acting on this, he drew her with him out from under the waterfall and into the water.
She looked up at him, her eyes full of need he could not explain, and rose on her toes to kiss his lips. He bent down slightly, returning the pressure as his hands slipped down to remove the nagajugan. Once the top part was removed, he slowly began to run his hands over her chest and stomach. His hands stopped now and then to mold her smooth breast to his hands. When a small groan escaped her mouth, his body began to work in overtime.
Breaking the kiss, he pushed her against a rock and set his mouth to her neck. He found her taste incredible as he nibbled down her neck in fasination. Hungry to taste more of her body, he placed his hands under her butt and lifted her up towards him. Without hesitation, she wrapped her legs around his waist and arched her body towards him. His let his tongue slid down between her breast and over her stomach, pleased with the way her body shuddered in reaction. He flicked his tongue over one nipple, then the other, until they were taunt to his satisfaction. Placing his mouth over one, he sucked on it until she cried out in pleasure.
Placing her hands in his hair she pulled his head up towards hers, assaulting his lips with her own. He placed her on her feet and began to pull off the bottom portion of her nagajugan. His body shuddered in anticipation as he lifted her from her feet once again. When her legs wrapped around his waist, he wasted no time in thrusting into her. He set his pace slow at first, but the urgency of her kiss made his head spin. Just when he thought he could take no more, he felt her tongue over his. In blind passion he pounded himself into her until he could no longer sense anything around him but her. He shuddered and yelled out as he released. He looked down at her to capture her reaction when his world turned black.
Asami slowly slipped into the water as her prey lost consciousness. She caught him as he began to sink and took him to shore near a gathering of rocks. She lay him there, his lower body still in the water and removed the two shards from the shikon no tama in his chest. She smiled to herself, jumping back into the water for a quick swim. As she rose to exit, Sesshoumaru approached from within the trees. She turned her back to him almost immediately and began to ring what water from her hair.
Sesshoumaru stared down at her, once again torn between emotions when it came to her behavior. Curiousity and anger. He was curious about the technique she used on the demon. As soon as they met eye contact, her eyes grew brighter and he feel unconscious almost immediately. Had she hid this power from him during her "test" in order to convince him to trust her? It also angered him that for a moment, a brief moment, as he watched from behind a bush, hidden by her magic, he was almost drawn in. He could not help but make eye contact as those her violet eyes flashed. He felt his body react and for a moment, a brief moment, he wanted to touch her. I, Sesshoumaru... touch a human in that way... Now he sensed her body tense up as if she were afraid to reveal any part of her body. She was a very curious girl indeed.
"It seems as though your powers have increased."
She nodded in response and went to hide behind a rock to remove her nagajugan. "Earlier I was performing my rejuvanating ritual. My powers are their maximum when the moon is full." As she stepped from behind the rock, now in her kimono, she stared at him questionly. "You have doubts."
"I doubt if I should continue to let you live."
She shrugged. "Fair enough. I have done nothing wrong to die. You did not fall under my spell, even though our eyes met. But maybe it is not the fact that I am stronger than you thought that irks you. Maybe it was the feeling you felt from the contact." The expression she gave him was emotionless and soul searing, but she didn't wait for a response. "Anyway, there is nothing more for us to do now. We can return."
"How long will he stay unconscious? I should kill him now and save time later."
She shook her head, looking over at the sleeping demon. "I'm not sure he'll remember. He was affected by my spell rather quickly. When he awakens, it is possible that he will think he just dreamt it up. We shouldn't worry ourselves about him." She smiled sweetly at him as if encouraging him to ask another question.
Sesshoumaru stared blanky at her for a moment. "What did you make him dream about?"
"I don't control his dreams...I just give him an opportunity to let his fantasies take over. How would you feel if a beautiful demoness seemed to appear to you, ready and willing to do whatever you wish? That is the fantasy of many males and with a sufficient amount of magic, I can make it seem that their fantasies have come true."
Poor weak males, Sesshoumaru said to himself. How disgusting, succombing to a mere human girl. He would never let a woman have such power over him. This woman...she acted as if she knew her place, but she did not. Someone would have to show her that she was no one's equal.
"Hmph." Turning, he walked away, leaving her to run to catch up to him.
