Disclaimer: I don't own Inu Yasha but Kitsune's mine.
~*~
Kitsune studied herself in the mirror. She wore a black sleeveless, button- down shirt over a white t-shirt and a short red skirt. Black boots reached to her knees and her silver hair was down and, though she'd brushed it three minutes before, somewhat messy. Her mind wandered to the night before. She blushed and raised a hand to her lips.
"I can't believe it," she whispered, and then her eyes narrowed angrily, "The nerve of that guy! After three years of ignoring me he just shows up and expects me to fall at his feet! Well, the jerk's got another thing coming!"
Sighing she sunk into the bed.
"Oh, who are you trying to fool," she mumbled, shaking her head with a small smile, "You're pathetic, Kitsune. You'd think that after three years..."
She shook her head and stood, sniffing the air. A look of surprise crossed her face.
"His scent...it's fresh."
She walked out into the living room and gasped. Lying on the counter was a perfect, crimson rose. She ran over to it and picked it up gently, cradling it in her hand.
"Oh, it's beautiful," she sighed.
Drawing on her magic, she wove a small spell around the flower to keep it from wilting and put it in a vase.
"I'm gonna be late!" she exclaimed, glancing at her watch and running out the door.
~*~
"Class, we have a new student with us today," the sensei gestured towards Kitsune, "Please welcome Ayashii Kitsune."
The class chorused random versions of good morning and hello.
"Ayashii-san, you may take a seat next to Higurashi-san. Higurashi-san, please raise your hand."
Kagome raised her hand and smiled at the girl. Kitsune grinned back and sat down next to her. The class went fairly well and was soon over.
"So, Kagome-san," Kitsune began as the two made their way out of first period, "What classes do you have?"
Kagome smiled, "I have History, Weapons class, and study hall where you're allowed, encouraged actually, to fight."
Kitsune nodded, "Well, I have weapons next then I don't remember what I have next..."
Kagome laughed, "Alright, I'll see you later then."
Kitsune nodded and walked off towards her class. She found it easily enough, slipping through the halls quickly and quietly, casting baleful looks towards some of the more...*fragrant* humans. Sighing heavily, she set her books down next to the wall and looked around. When she recognized no one, she shrugged and walked over to observe the weapons along the wall. The sound of loud cursing drew her attention to the door. Inu Yasha stormed in, followed by an unfamiliar wolf demon.
"Stupid wolf, stay away from Kagome!" Inu Yasha exclaimed loudly, causing Kitsune to flinch.
The wolf didn't seem to notice, "Kagome is *my* woman, mutt face," he yelled, not quite as loudly.
Inu Yasha glared, his fists clenching.
"Don't you think Kagome-san is old enough to pick her own mate, Inu Yasha?" Kitsune quipped, arching an eyebrow at him.
The wolf gaped in astonishment, his eyes moving slowly over Kitsune's form until he reached her face. Her crimson eyes were narrowed as she watched him.
"Can I help you?" she questioned, sarcasm dripping from every word.
The wolf startled and took a couple steps back before straightening, "Um, no," he smiled roguishly, "I'm Kouga."
"Thrilling," Kitsune responded dryly, "Tell me, did Kagome-san tell you she was your woman, or did you make the decision for her?"
Kouga shifted uneasily, "Well, of course she told me!" he answered defensively.
"You are a horrible liar," Kitsune stated, her tone bored.
Just then, the warning bell rang.
"I'm, uh, gonna be late," Kouga stammered before turning and walking swiftly from the room.
"Feh, stupid wolf," Inu Yasha muttered.
Kitsune rolled her eyes, "Boys," she exclaimed in exasperation.
Inu Yasha made a small sound of protest, but it was drowned by the sound of the bell.
~*~
Kitsune sighed and threw her backpack down beside the door.
"Man, I hate school," she mumbled plopping down onto her couch.
She closed her eyes and stretched languidly, allowing her guard to fall for a moment as she took in the feeling of complete content.
Warm breath near her ear brought her out of her reverie.
"One shouldn't be so foolish as to let down their guard when in heat."
Kitsune shivered as electricity shot up her spine. The voice, the scent, everything was distinctly male. And very distinctly Sesshomaru.
"Can I help you?" she asked, praying her voice wasn't shaky.
~**~**~**~
"You could," he answered, placing a small kiss on her neck, loving the way she shivered, "But you already refused me once."
He smirked as her hands tightened to fists and she gasped at the action.
"Sesshomaru," she pleaded, "Please, don't do this."
He growled softly and shook his head, "Damn it, Kitsune! Why not?"
His eyes narrowed further when he heard her quiet laugh.
"What is so funny?" he demanded.
Her eyes shone with a mix of happiness and pain at some far off memory, "It's just that you reminded me so much of someone I used to know."
She shook her head as he moved away, refusing to allow his confusion to show.
'What the hell?' he wondered, 'Gah, annoying woman.'
Sesshomaru leaned back into the couch and watched Kitsune. She seemed almost oblivious to him as she grabbed her bag from its place by the door and moved it to the kitchen table. Seating herself, she pulled out a textbook and began her homework. After a few minutes, she slammed the book shut and turned towards him.
"What do you want?" she asked, annoyance written in every movement.
Sesshomaru arched an eyebrow at her.
She took a breath and asked more calmly, "Why are you still here?"
He shrugged and pushed a strand of hair behind his shoulder, "What else should I do?"
Kitsune rolled her eyes and turned away from him. Sesshomaru watched her, his golden gaze intent, as she made her way towards her bedroom. The way she walked...it was the same and yet...different from when they were younger...
~*~
"What do you want now, girl?" Sesshomaru questioned with his back towards her.
Kitsune made a sound of indignation.
"Turn around, idiot," she commanded.
Sesshomaru growled but complied, hoping to make her leave so that he could return to his training. He opened his eyes and sucked in a breath. Kitsune stood before him in a blood red kimono, its soft fabric accentuating every one of her newly developed curves. Her silver hair fell in waves to her mid back, the wind blowing strands across her face. Her crimson eyes were determined but unusually sad.
"I just came to..." her words faded out and she took a few steps towards him.
Smiling sadly, she reached a hand up and brushed his cheek.
Sesshomaru looked down at her, refusing to allow himself to acknowledge the sense of dread inside him.
Kitsune laughed bitterly, "I really am pathetic," she murmured, then looked up at him, "I just couldn't leave without saying goodbye."
She shook her head, "I know I'm being silly and I know that you could kill me right now without a second thought...but..." she smiled up at him, "I don't think it will matter...either way, I'm leaving."
She lifted herself onto her toes and placed a light kiss on his cheek. Then she turned and walked away. Her hips swayed only slightly and her movements were an impossible mix of grace and clumsiness.
~*~
Sesshomaru stood and walked into the room after her, finding her having just removed her shirt and standing in her bathroom. Kitsune squeaked softly and grabbed a towel to cover herself.
Sesshomaru leaned down, "Did you really think saying goodbye would be so simple?"
~*~
Kitsune studied herself in the mirror. She wore a black sleeveless, button- down shirt over a white t-shirt and a short red skirt. Black boots reached to her knees and her silver hair was down and, though she'd brushed it three minutes before, somewhat messy. Her mind wandered to the night before. She blushed and raised a hand to her lips.
"I can't believe it," she whispered, and then her eyes narrowed angrily, "The nerve of that guy! After three years of ignoring me he just shows up and expects me to fall at his feet! Well, the jerk's got another thing coming!"
Sighing she sunk into the bed.
"Oh, who are you trying to fool," she mumbled, shaking her head with a small smile, "You're pathetic, Kitsune. You'd think that after three years..."
She shook her head and stood, sniffing the air. A look of surprise crossed her face.
"His scent...it's fresh."
She walked out into the living room and gasped. Lying on the counter was a perfect, crimson rose. She ran over to it and picked it up gently, cradling it in her hand.
"Oh, it's beautiful," she sighed.
Drawing on her magic, she wove a small spell around the flower to keep it from wilting and put it in a vase.
"I'm gonna be late!" she exclaimed, glancing at her watch and running out the door.
~*~
"Class, we have a new student with us today," the sensei gestured towards Kitsune, "Please welcome Ayashii Kitsune."
The class chorused random versions of good morning and hello.
"Ayashii-san, you may take a seat next to Higurashi-san. Higurashi-san, please raise your hand."
Kagome raised her hand and smiled at the girl. Kitsune grinned back and sat down next to her. The class went fairly well and was soon over.
"So, Kagome-san," Kitsune began as the two made their way out of first period, "What classes do you have?"
Kagome smiled, "I have History, Weapons class, and study hall where you're allowed, encouraged actually, to fight."
Kitsune nodded, "Well, I have weapons next then I don't remember what I have next..."
Kagome laughed, "Alright, I'll see you later then."
Kitsune nodded and walked off towards her class. She found it easily enough, slipping through the halls quickly and quietly, casting baleful looks towards some of the more...*fragrant* humans. Sighing heavily, she set her books down next to the wall and looked around. When she recognized no one, she shrugged and walked over to observe the weapons along the wall. The sound of loud cursing drew her attention to the door. Inu Yasha stormed in, followed by an unfamiliar wolf demon.
"Stupid wolf, stay away from Kagome!" Inu Yasha exclaimed loudly, causing Kitsune to flinch.
The wolf didn't seem to notice, "Kagome is *my* woman, mutt face," he yelled, not quite as loudly.
Inu Yasha glared, his fists clenching.
"Don't you think Kagome-san is old enough to pick her own mate, Inu Yasha?" Kitsune quipped, arching an eyebrow at him.
The wolf gaped in astonishment, his eyes moving slowly over Kitsune's form until he reached her face. Her crimson eyes were narrowed as she watched him.
"Can I help you?" she questioned, sarcasm dripping from every word.
The wolf startled and took a couple steps back before straightening, "Um, no," he smiled roguishly, "I'm Kouga."
"Thrilling," Kitsune responded dryly, "Tell me, did Kagome-san tell you she was your woman, or did you make the decision for her?"
Kouga shifted uneasily, "Well, of course she told me!" he answered defensively.
"You are a horrible liar," Kitsune stated, her tone bored.
Just then, the warning bell rang.
"I'm, uh, gonna be late," Kouga stammered before turning and walking swiftly from the room.
"Feh, stupid wolf," Inu Yasha muttered.
Kitsune rolled her eyes, "Boys," she exclaimed in exasperation.
Inu Yasha made a small sound of protest, but it was drowned by the sound of the bell.
~*~
Kitsune sighed and threw her backpack down beside the door.
"Man, I hate school," she mumbled plopping down onto her couch.
She closed her eyes and stretched languidly, allowing her guard to fall for a moment as she took in the feeling of complete content.
Warm breath near her ear brought her out of her reverie.
"One shouldn't be so foolish as to let down their guard when in heat."
Kitsune shivered as electricity shot up her spine. The voice, the scent, everything was distinctly male. And very distinctly Sesshomaru.
"Can I help you?" she asked, praying her voice wasn't shaky.
~**~**~**~
"You could," he answered, placing a small kiss on her neck, loving the way she shivered, "But you already refused me once."
He smirked as her hands tightened to fists and she gasped at the action.
"Sesshomaru," she pleaded, "Please, don't do this."
He growled softly and shook his head, "Damn it, Kitsune! Why not?"
His eyes narrowed further when he heard her quiet laugh.
"What is so funny?" he demanded.
Her eyes shone with a mix of happiness and pain at some far off memory, "It's just that you reminded me so much of someone I used to know."
She shook her head as he moved away, refusing to allow his confusion to show.
'What the hell?' he wondered, 'Gah, annoying woman.'
Sesshomaru leaned back into the couch and watched Kitsune. She seemed almost oblivious to him as she grabbed her bag from its place by the door and moved it to the kitchen table. Seating herself, she pulled out a textbook and began her homework. After a few minutes, she slammed the book shut and turned towards him.
"What do you want?" she asked, annoyance written in every movement.
Sesshomaru arched an eyebrow at her.
She took a breath and asked more calmly, "Why are you still here?"
He shrugged and pushed a strand of hair behind his shoulder, "What else should I do?"
Kitsune rolled her eyes and turned away from him. Sesshomaru watched her, his golden gaze intent, as she made her way towards her bedroom. The way she walked...it was the same and yet...different from when they were younger...
~*~
"What do you want now, girl?" Sesshomaru questioned with his back towards her.
Kitsune made a sound of indignation.
"Turn around, idiot," she commanded.
Sesshomaru growled but complied, hoping to make her leave so that he could return to his training. He opened his eyes and sucked in a breath. Kitsune stood before him in a blood red kimono, its soft fabric accentuating every one of her newly developed curves. Her silver hair fell in waves to her mid back, the wind blowing strands across her face. Her crimson eyes were determined but unusually sad.
"I just came to..." her words faded out and she took a few steps towards him.
Smiling sadly, she reached a hand up and brushed his cheek.
Sesshomaru looked down at her, refusing to allow himself to acknowledge the sense of dread inside him.
Kitsune laughed bitterly, "I really am pathetic," she murmured, then looked up at him, "I just couldn't leave without saying goodbye."
She shook her head, "I know I'm being silly and I know that you could kill me right now without a second thought...but..." she smiled up at him, "I don't think it will matter...either way, I'm leaving."
She lifted herself onto her toes and placed a light kiss on his cheek. Then she turned and walked away. Her hips swayed only slightly and her movements were an impossible mix of grace and clumsiness.
~*~
Sesshomaru stood and walked into the room after her, finding her having just removed her shirt and standing in her bathroom. Kitsune squeaked softly and grabbed a towel to cover herself.
Sesshomaru leaned down, "Did you really think saying goodbye would be so simple?"