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CHAPTER 2
First, he stripped Kagome to her "bare essentials". Hoping those funny underthings she wore under her clothes would be dry. Thankfully they were just slightly damp. He decided he could leave them. Her body was mostly naked now which was needed. He placed her on the futon and then opened the sleeping bag into a blanket and covered her. This was the part that would be hard for him.
People ususally forgot that he was educated. He wasn't totally ignorant. His father being the Great Demon Lord of the Western Lands and his mother a human feudal lord's daughter had brought education with it. He could read. He had had the best education available when he was very young. His father had insisted on it. When he had died and Sesshoumaru had cast his human mother and him out of his father's lands his human grandfather had continued with what education was available.
Then, there was Kikyo. Unknowingly his stony expression became grimmer. Kikyo. The priestess, the woman he had loved more than 50 years before. She had been educated, as all priestesses were, in healing. When they had been close she had taught him what she knew. Shoving back the unwelcome memories he continued stripping down. His bright red kimono hit the floor. His under kimono was next. Finally he stood clear of clothes except for the small undergarment he wore underneath.
The air was cold but his hanyou blood would last for at least another day so he wasn't as aware of it as he knew he would be the next day. He climbed in beside Kagome, pulling her icy body next to him. In his mind, he heard Kikyo explain to him about this condition. "Many people make the mistake of rubbing the body to increase the blood's movement she had told him. They also put them too near a fire. Body heat only is safe." "You must bring up the temperature first, then slowly help to increase the circulation in the body only AFTER that." "Why, " he had asked, curious to hear the answer. In his memory, Kikyo's face was serious and sad as she said, "If things are done too fast and too soon the person will die. Those that don't die are injured inside for the rest of their lives. Her soft face although not normally very expressive was sad. "Their hearts burst inside their chests."
He looked down at the dark head on his chest. He was determined that a fate that grim would never happen to Kagome. Not if he could help it. He had promised to protect her and he would. His skin was chilled where her cold body touched him and he pulled her tight to his chest willing his body to slowly warm her up. The futon beneath them warmed slowly. His body heat built up in the small space covered by the sleeping bag. There was nothing to do but wait. He yawned, his fangs showing as he did so. He was tired, more than he should be but he remembered the effort he had put into leaping through the snow that had been almost chest high and realized he was tired due to exertion. He listened with his keen hearing for Kagome's heart beat, rewarded to hear the faint thump. She was breathing deeply and that reasssured him. He could nap while he waited for her body to warm. His large, golden eyes closed, he allowed himself to fall asleep. His fall of long, silvery hair in stark contrast to the raven head next to him.
Oh, btw, I'm looking for reviews. Please don't flame me though.
CHAPTER 2
First, he stripped Kagome to her "bare essentials". Hoping those funny underthings she wore under her clothes would be dry. Thankfully they were just slightly damp. He decided he could leave them. Her body was mostly naked now which was needed. He placed her on the futon and then opened the sleeping bag into a blanket and covered her. This was the part that would be hard for him.
People ususally forgot that he was educated. He wasn't totally ignorant. His father being the Great Demon Lord of the Western Lands and his mother a human feudal lord's daughter had brought education with it. He could read. He had had the best education available when he was very young. His father had insisted on it. When he had died and Sesshoumaru had cast his human mother and him out of his father's lands his human grandfather had continued with what education was available.
Then, there was Kikyo. Unknowingly his stony expression became grimmer. Kikyo. The priestess, the woman he had loved more than 50 years before. She had been educated, as all priestesses were, in healing. When they had been close she had taught him what she knew. Shoving back the unwelcome memories he continued stripping down. His bright red kimono hit the floor. His under kimono was next. Finally he stood clear of clothes except for the small undergarment he wore underneath.
The air was cold but his hanyou blood would last for at least another day so he wasn't as aware of it as he knew he would be the next day. He climbed in beside Kagome, pulling her icy body next to him. In his mind, he heard Kikyo explain to him about this condition. "Many people make the mistake of rubbing the body to increase the blood's movement she had told him. They also put them too near a fire. Body heat only is safe." "You must bring up the temperature first, then slowly help to increase the circulation in the body only AFTER that." "Why, " he had asked, curious to hear the answer. In his memory, Kikyo's face was serious and sad as she said, "If things are done too fast and too soon the person will die. Those that don't die are injured inside for the rest of their lives. Her soft face although not normally very expressive was sad. "Their hearts burst inside their chests."
He looked down at the dark head on his chest. He was determined that a fate that grim would never happen to Kagome. Not if he could help it. He had promised to protect her and he would. His skin was chilled where her cold body touched him and he pulled her tight to his chest willing his body to slowly warm her up. The futon beneath them warmed slowly. His body heat built up in the small space covered by the sleeping bag. There was nothing to do but wait. He yawned, his fangs showing as he did so. He was tired, more than he should be but he remembered the effort he had put into leaping through the snow that had been almost chest high and realized he was tired due to exertion. He listened with his keen hearing for Kagome's heart beat, rewarded to hear the faint thump. She was breathing deeply and that reasssured him. He could nap while he waited for her body to warm. His large, golden eyes closed, he allowed himself to fall asleep. His fall of long, silvery hair in stark contrast to the raven head next to him.
