A/n: I spent both my days off writing fan fiction, not necessarily good fan
fiction but still. It sorta sounds pathetic I guess but since I sleep such
strange hours when im awake the whole world is asleep, im like a vampire.
Except I live off of water, cigarettes and not blood. Oh yeah and carrots.
Water, cigarettes and carrots. So actually I am more like a strange creepy
smoking rabbit.
Heh. If anyone knows how to say "Ivory" in Japanese please let me know. Thanks.
Disclaimer: No I don't own Inuyasha-I own Lord Keishou and that's about it. But yeah he sucks. Okay and I warn you, love scene ahead, not lemony or whatever but still I don't have it in me to write it all drawn out and detailed. You'll get the drift. Alright? Alright.
Part 9-
Kagome trudged along behind Sesshomaru, completely soaked, cranky, and slightly covered in mud. Her white kimono was sticking to her, extenuating every curve of her body, which didn't go unnoticed by Sesshomaru who was trying desperately to keep his gaze forward at all costs. He tightened his grip on her wrist as he pulled her towards the cave he had recently discovered.
"Finally, " Kagome muttered as she eyed the cave. Kagome could barely see anything once they were inside, she clung to Sesshomaru out of fear, and he tensed slightly. Releasing her, he walked about the cave and found what he was searching for. A few logs of firewood were scattered about, quickly gathering them up he dumped them in a pile and began to light a fire. Kagome waited for her eyes to adjust to the brightness of the flames. Sesshomaru looked up at her blankly, she returned his gaze but hers shown more confusion than anything else.
His heart and mind raced frantically as he watched Kagome warm herself by the fire. Sesshomaru fought the urge to go to her. 'Where have these new emotions come from?' He wondered as he continued to stare at her. Kagome fidgeted under his gaze, realizing that he was watching her, she looked up and her eyes met his for a brief moment before he turned away.
"I should be going," he said but showed no signs of leaving.
"Why? It's pouring out. You're already soaked. Why don't you wait until the rain lets up a little?" Kagome found herself saying. All of a sudden she didn't want him to leave, she was willing to do whatever it took to make him stay. 'Wait. . .What? Since when do I want Sesshomaru around?' She looked up at him, once more finding his eyes watching her shivering form. This time he tried to look away but found that it was almost impossible. His body was working against him; it would no longer listen to his commands. He tried to make himself stop breathing, stop thinking, but his body ignored his pleas. 'Her scent, her scent is driving me insane. . .' Sesshomaru's eyes wandered over Kagome's body, noticing once more how her kimono stuck to every inch of her and it was now practically transparent. He cursed himself and finally managed to force his gaze elsewhere.
Kagome heard him growl low in his throat and watched him stand. For some reason she realized that it was hard for her to breathe or keep a straight thought at all when he was around.
"No, I am leaving now. . . before anything happens." He said staring at the cave wall, as he tried desperately to seem calm, to seem normal when he was anything but.
The young miko looked up at him confused, "What do you mean?"
"I think something strange is going on, that can be the only explanation. I must leave now, or I . . ." he took a step away from her and doubled over in pain. It shot through his stomach and up his spine, seemingly paralyzing him, knocking him to the cold ground. He tried to inch away from her again but more pain shot through him. His eyes grew wide with shock and fear. Kagome gasped at seeing these emotions actually showing on his usual cold stone-face.
She stepped towards him,"Sesshom-"
"STAY BACK!" He ordered raising his hand in the air to signal her to stop.
"Why? You're in pain, I can help." She stepped cautiously towards him once more reaching out to help him.
"No. Get away! Run now!" He barked again trying to move out of her grasp. He winced, struggling with whatever force was working against him. "Leave or you will regret it. Something is overpowering me I don't know how I long I can. . . control it."
It all made sense to her now, this was probably part of the spell Keishou had warned her about. What she was suddenly feeling, and what he must be too experiencing. . . The only problem was, right now she didn't care. Right now all she wanted was to be by Sesshomaru and she didn't know why she wasn't even trying to fight the urge. 'This isn't him, this isn't me. . . I cant control myself. . .But I. . . I don't know if I want to. . . '
"Leave dammit!" He snarled, half thrashing, half grabbing at her, his desperation during this strange inner battle showing through. She tried to back away from him then, finally realizing that yes she should want to escape this fate. But the pain hit her then too, knocking her breath away as she looked into his golden eyes and saw the pain and longing waiting there. Suddenly she no longer wished to leave him.
"I cant," she whispered only loud enough for his sensitive youkai ears to pick up. "I don't want to."
He gaped at her, his arms falling to the ground as she walked towards him. There was strange look plastered across his face, and he prayed to whoever was listening for this to stop. He wasn't sure if he wanted it to continue. She was a disgusting human after all, but suddenly she didn't seem so revolting. But he knew that nothing good could come of this. Even though she was powerful and exotic, she was still human, and worst of all his brother had already practically laid claim to her. After this there would be no turning back. . .
She kneeled before him; he was frozen, watching her as she inched closer to him. Without thinking he reached up to touch her face, expecting her to pull away or scream, but she didn't. Kagome let him touch her; he felt her soft skin, felt the warmth radiating from her. He ached to touch more of her, to make her his.
They both felt so strange in this awkward situation, but they knew what they had to do in order to end their suffering. Whoever was controlling them had done so for a reason, but what that reason was had not become clear to the two yet. At this point they no longer cared, the spell had taken its full effect and outside thought did not concern them. It was as if they were the only two people left in the world, and it seemed that they were just fine with that.
Sesshomaru pulled Kagome into his arms as gently as he could; she trembled against him as he brought his lips to hers. As they tore each other's robes away, smothered with kisses, and soft caresses, she looked deep into his eyes, searching, searching for anything other than hatred or loathing, any sign that it wasn't just the spell pulling them together. For a brief moment she saw his soul reflected there and she knew there was much more to him than he had lead others to believe. She kissed him then, not completely sure why she wasn't disgusted by this act, but still she found that she liked his embrace, though she would probably never have the chance to admit it, or enjoy it ever again after this night.
The demon lord looked as though he were in a great deal of pain. He was still desperately trying to fight against this spell. He struggled to pull away from her, but she held him firm. He couldn't understand why she was urging him on so, was she playing with him? Or had the spell affected her much more than it had him? He couldn't tell, and soon he too gave in to it, no longer caring.
Heh. If anyone knows how to say "Ivory" in Japanese please let me know. Thanks.
Disclaimer: No I don't own Inuyasha-I own Lord Keishou and that's about it. But yeah he sucks. Okay and I warn you, love scene ahead, not lemony or whatever but still I don't have it in me to write it all drawn out and detailed. You'll get the drift. Alright? Alright.
Part 9-
Kagome trudged along behind Sesshomaru, completely soaked, cranky, and slightly covered in mud. Her white kimono was sticking to her, extenuating every curve of her body, which didn't go unnoticed by Sesshomaru who was trying desperately to keep his gaze forward at all costs. He tightened his grip on her wrist as he pulled her towards the cave he had recently discovered.
"Finally, " Kagome muttered as she eyed the cave. Kagome could barely see anything once they were inside, she clung to Sesshomaru out of fear, and he tensed slightly. Releasing her, he walked about the cave and found what he was searching for. A few logs of firewood were scattered about, quickly gathering them up he dumped them in a pile and began to light a fire. Kagome waited for her eyes to adjust to the brightness of the flames. Sesshomaru looked up at her blankly, she returned his gaze but hers shown more confusion than anything else.
His heart and mind raced frantically as he watched Kagome warm herself by the fire. Sesshomaru fought the urge to go to her. 'Where have these new emotions come from?' He wondered as he continued to stare at her. Kagome fidgeted under his gaze, realizing that he was watching her, she looked up and her eyes met his for a brief moment before he turned away.
"I should be going," he said but showed no signs of leaving.
"Why? It's pouring out. You're already soaked. Why don't you wait until the rain lets up a little?" Kagome found herself saying. All of a sudden she didn't want him to leave, she was willing to do whatever it took to make him stay. 'Wait. . .What? Since when do I want Sesshomaru around?' She looked up at him, once more finding his eyes watching her shivering form. This time he tried to look away but found that it was almost impossible. His body was working against him; it would no longer listen to his commands. He tried to make himself stop breathing, stop thinking, but his body ignored his pleas. 'Her scent, her scent is driving me insane. . .' Sesshomaru's eyes wandered over Kagome's body, noticing once more how her kimono stuck to every inch of her and it was now practically transparent. He cursed himself and finally managed to force his gaze elsewhere.
Kagome heard him growl low in his throat and watched him stand. For some reason she realized that it was hard for her to breathe or keep a straight thought at all when he was around.
"No, I am leaving now. . . before anything happens." He said staring at the cave wall, as he tried desperately to seem calm, to seem normal when he was anything but.
The young miko looked up at him confused, "What do you mean?"
"I think something strange is going on, that can be the only explanation. I must leave now, or I . . ." he took a step away from her and doubled over in pain. It shot through his stomach and up his spine, seemingly paralyzing him, knocking him to the cold ground. He tried to inch away from her again but more pain shot through him. His eyes grew wide with shock and fear. Kagome gasped at seeing these emotions actually showing on his usual cold stone-face.
She stepped towards him,"Sesshom-"
"STAY BACK!" He ordered raising his hand in the air to signal her to stop.
"Why? You're in pain, I can help." She stepped cautiously towards him once more reaching out to help him.
"No. Get away! Run now!" He barked again trying to move out of her grasp. He winced, struggling with whatever force was working against him. "Leave or you will regret it. Something is overpowering me I don't know how I long I can. . . control it."
It all made sense to her now, this was probably part of the spell Keishou had warned her about. What she was suddenly feeling, and what he must be too experiencing. . . The only problem was, right now she didn't care. Right now all she wanted was to be by Sesshomaru and she didn't know why she wasn't even trying to fight the urge. 'This isn't him, this isn't me. . . I cant control myself. . .But I. . . I don't know if I want to. . . '
"Leave dammit!" He snarled, half thrashing, half grabbing at her, his desperation during this strange inner battle showing through. She tried to back away from him then, finally realizing that yes she should want to escape this fate. But the pain hit her then too, knocking her breath away as she looked into his golden eyes and saw the pain and longing waiting there. Suddenly she no longer wished to leave him.
"I cant," she whispered only loud enough for his sensitive youkai ears to pick up. "I don't want to."
He gaped at her, his arms falling to the ground as she walked towards him. There was strange look plastered across his face, and he prayed to whoever was listening for this to stop. He wasn't sure if he wanted it to continue. She was a disgusting human after all, but suddenly she didn't seem so revolting. But he knew that nothing good could come of this. Even though she was powerful and exotic, she was still human, and worst of all his brother had already practically laid claim to her. After this there would be no turning back. . .
She kneeled before him; he was frozen, watching her as she inched closer to him. Without thinking he reached up to touch her face, expecting her to pull away or scream, but she didn't. Kagome let him touch her; he felt her soft skin, felt the warmth radiating from her. He ached to touch more of her, to make her his.
They both felt so strange in this awkward situation, but they knew what they had to do in order to end their suffering. Whoever was controlling them had done so for a reason, but what that reason was had not become clear to the two yet. At this point they no longer cared, the spell had taken its full effect and outside thought did not concern them. It was as if they were the only two people left in the world, and it seemed that they were just fine with that.
Sesshomaru pulled Kagome into his arms as gently as he could; she trembled against him as he brought his lips to hers. As they tore each other's robes away, smothered with kisses, and soft caresses, she looked deep into his eyes, searching, searching for anything other than hatred or loathing, any sign that it wasn't just the spell pulling them together. For a brief moment she saw his soul reflected there and she knew there was much more to him than he had lead others to believe. She kissed him then, not completely sure why she wasn't disgusted by this act, but still she found that she liked his embrace, though she would probably never have the chance to admit it, or enjoy it ever again after this night.
The demon lord looked as though he were in a great deal of pain. He was still desperately trying to fight against this spell. He struggled to pull away from her, but she held him firm. He couldn't understand why she was urging him on so, was she playing with him? Or had the spell affected her much more than it had him? He couldn't tell, and soon he too gave in to it, no longer caring.