Disclaimer: Does any one else get tired of these? Cuz I kno I'm tired *tries to stifle a yawn* but then again that could be from chasing around little hanyous *looks toward still empty chair* if he didn't keep running away maybe i wouldn't have to write this but then agin where would i be without my disclaimers *probably somewhere better*
A/N: I just want you all to know that i'm really fickle and sometimes i start things and forget about them and don't finish them but i'm actually keeping up with this one and i can't believe i have chapter six up already yeah i'm excited for myself never been so diligent in my life. but ne ways yeah i'm just takin up space and wasting your reading time so leave me and get to it.
Twisted Love
Chapter Six
Realization
Kagome stepped inside Inuyasha's well lit cabin as he gestured politely for her to enter closing the door softly behind them. She stared at the spacious front room. It's contents orderly placed about it in an un-Inuyasha-like fashion. She'd often known him to be more partial to chaos then organization and the scene of this front room struck her as odd. She wandered around the room picking up random objects here and there. A finely decorated vase with a few wilted flowers still clinging to life placed on a table, a tattered book with a worn cover; she could barely make out the title 'Shattered Hearts'. She giggled softly under her breath barely audible in the small room but for some one with overly sensitive ears like Inuyasha it was loud and clear.
"I'm sorry, is something wrong. Am I too sentimental for you?" He commented sarcastically his voice dry. He'd never been alone with her like this. Away from everything and everyone, but it felt good to know he had her all to himself. He changed his demeanor hoping it wasn't as abrupt a change as it appeared to him. "Too bad they died you would have liked them. The color of your eyes."
He always turned things around on her like that. Placing the book she still had in her hands down onto the table she returned to the flowers some of which still had a faint bluish black tinge to their crispy brown. She fingered a petal carefully in her hand. She pulled it away from the plant causing it to shudder sending a shower of the petals to flop down over the side of the table to land half-hazardly scattered across the wood floor. She let go of the single petal that rested between her fingers. It fell lazily floating left and right in a swaying dance before it reached the ground freezing time.
Inuyasha studied her face as he watched her eyes follow the petal to the floor. She smiled as she looked at the pieces strewn across the floor. Her eyes shown gleefully as she bent down to pick them up. Once she had put them all into a towering pile in her hand she carried them gingerly to the nearest window. Just as she reached it she tripped stubbing her toe on the leg of a chair letting out a muffled yelp of pain she dropped a few of the precious little pettals. She bent double picking up the petals delicately and replacing them in her palm with the others. He smiled as he watched her rise gracefully and with much finesse as she continued on drifting toward the window sill. Using one hand she opened the latch and flung the door open. She heard a soft thud and a yelp and leaned out of the window cautiously. She screamed as she looked into the face of the ape-man flinging the petals here and there. She backed up into Inuyasha who practically dived out the window to see what had frightened her. When he reached it there was nothing left of whatever it had been except for a few gray hairs that were floating softly in the air. Apparently someone had left in a hurry.
He closed the window and secured the latch hastening to Kagome's side. He gripped her shoulders protectively. "You all right love?" He could feel the tension in her muscles as she strained to calm herself. She could still remember that awful mask grinning at her maliciously as it had from her very nightmares everyday since Sesshoumaru had stolen her from her family, and now she'd seen him again. Standing outside this very house eavesdropping on her none the less. A fresh wave of shivers rushed down her back and the hairs on the nape of her neck stood on end she couldn't help but be frightened. Inuyasha's comforting touch helped but she couldn't tell him what she'd seen and why it had scared her, she'd been keeping it a secret for so long she couldn't bring herself to brake his trust. So she kept silent through his questioning, only informing him that someone had been out there below his window. She'd lied saying she didn't know who it could have been; she hadn't got a good look at him. She felt bad for spinning this endless web of lies around him knowing that sooner or later one of them would get caught in it and she would have to explain. But it wasn't happening yet and she could wait.
She spun around in his arms leaning against him pressing her cheek into the soft fabric covering his chest. She could hear his heart beating rhythmically and could feel his steady breathing. She matched her breathing to his slowing hers to a more normal speed. He ran his hands up and down her back in an effort to calm her. And as she simmered down he slowed the movements of his hands and backed away slowly to look into her eyes. "It's okay now. He's gone. I promise. Are you alright now?" He waited for her answer. This wasn't at all what he had hoped for today and it wasn't even a good way to start off his day. Hopefully circumstances would improve as the day wore on.
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Sango snuck up behind Miroku waiting for the exact right moment. As he was about to rise from his kneeling position she poked him strategically in the ribs. Just as she'd hoped he'd turned to look at her. Somehow by default when he'd turned he'd accidentally ran into her lips. Although he made no effort to remove them after the first crash. She leaned into the kiss longing to be alone with him again as she felt him pull away to look over his shoulder.
"Paranoid." She muttered quickly. "What are you so worried about?"
Miroku stared at her dumbfounded before giving her a playful slap on her back. She winced slightly through a smile. "Oh I don't know maybe I just happen value my immediate health a little more than you do. Never knew you liked having all those scratches on your back" He waited for her to blow up on him looking around nervously to make sure that there were no sharp objects around. Didn't want his eye to get poked out or anything. He waited but nothing happened. He looked up at her to see her studying him. It unnerved him to have her paying such close attention to him.
"That wasn't nice." She chided him after a few more moments pinching his cheek tightly if only to see it turn bright pink. She released it quickly as he jerked back flinging a hand up to cover his offended pain. "Anyways I came out tell you that we're going to town today to do something for his royal highness. You should get ready it takes a while to get there and back." Miroku stared at her strangely. "It's not market day or anything like that so why are we going?" Sango could tell he had no idea and rather than be bothered with his insistent inquiries she told him about meeting some lady and taking a message or whatever back to Sesshoumaru. "Well come on, get your lazy ass up and let's go." She stood up but not before she'd placed a finger under his chin to lift it up as she rose. She flicked it away casually as she sauntered off towards the stables her hips swinging dramatically. It seemed to have the desired effect because when she looked back the perverted boy had already stood and followed her his mouth hanging open bordering on drooling all over himself. She laughed to herself. This was going to be a fun day if she had anything to do with it.
Miroku followed her into the stables barely able to keep his eyes off her. She seemed a little overly seductive at the moment not that it bothered him but she should know there was no way in hell she needed to try that hard to get his attention. He saddled his horse hurriedly eager to get away from this place and be alone with Sango.
She saddled up slowly, agonizingly slow in Miroku's opinion. But why not it wasn't like she was in any hurry. Well that wasn't entirely true she wanted just as much as he did to be alone but she wasn't going to give everything away. She wasn't a complete idiot maybe a halfwit but never a complete idiot. Sometimes her foolishness amazed her.
Mounting her horse she led the way out of the grounds Miroku following at close quarters. Again they passed the twisted metal of the gate and Sango was reminded of murdered souls writhing in torment just as they would in the bellows of hell. Whoa too much imagery for her, she didn't like thinking such morbid things especially when it was all so close to home. Literally.
They rode out not looking back until they could be sure the estate was out of sight. Sango smiled at Miroku insinuating her thoughts. "Wait until we get there." She told him as her horse kicked up dust nervously as Miroku's approached it. He'd smiled winking at her knowingly. She liked him this way carefree and loving. She looked at him letting the reins in her hand go slack as she examined him. His hair was pulled back in a short pony tail at the nape of his neck a few strands hanging loose in front of his face. His violet cloak whipped in the wind fluttering in ripples as the breeze played with it bouncing it from one direction to the other. His strong arms moved with practiced ease as they handled the reins. His arms, how she longed to be wrapped up in them by his side. He rode with grace and precision moving fluidly as the horse moved as if they were one. She imagined it as though it were a complicated dance, beautiful in its own right.
He could feel her gaze fixed on him but unlike earlier he wasn't as self- conscious as all that. He turned to her giving her a broad grin happy to be in her company.
When they reached the market they were surrounded by the usual hustle and bustle of people. The left their horses to a shepherd as always and snuck off to a secluded alleyway hiding themselves from prying eyes. Thank the gods, finally alone at last.
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Sesshoumaru sat on a large fluffy whicker chair packed with cushions to make it exceptionally comfortable. The chair was situated on the deck surrounding the backside of the house. It was cool outside today and he had decided to have his tea out here.
Shippou lumbered out of the back door carrying a tea tray with piping hot tea and a tray of scones and honey cakes. The Lord breathed in deeply savoring the smell of the wonderful delicacies he would be enjoying with his tea. Shippou placed a tea cup down pouring him a full portion and leaving the entire tray of his fresh baked goods for the miser to enjoy. Sipping his tea thoughtfully Sesshoumaru admired the view of the forest from where he sat, the wispy trees bending in the wind sometimes as fickle as people but still able to withstand the most heavy of blows.
Where had the lovely Kagome gone today? He mused his finger tracing the rim of the warm cup in continuous circles. Niraku was sure to have a busy day. That girl wasn't the easiest to track and with her energy who knew how many places she would go. Oh well, he'd let the old shaman deal with that he had enough on his plate while he waited for Kagura's information on that little worm Kikyo. Why hadn't she given the letter to Sango and Kagome the day they went to market? He'd instructed her to do so on their last meeting and she'd agreed. Some how he felt that something was wrong. He'd known Kagura to be prompt and diligent not one to let him down. It puzzled him why she'd neither given him the information nor informed him of why she hadn't. Hopefully he'd receive word from her by the end of the day or else he'd have to go and find her himself, a task he wasn't looking forward to. Kagura wasn't his idea of a pleasant acquaintance, merely an accomplice, and a distant one at that. Best for her to send any messages through his servants rather than go through the formalities himself.
He picked up a scone carefully placing it in his mouth. The taste burst itself as it met his tongue it was wonderful. Too bad Shippou hadn't been around to cook for his father he'd always loved a good cook. Inuyasha's mother had ben an exquisite cook making all kinds of delicacies for them. He resented her for the human that she was angry that his father would stoop so low. Humans were inferior, rampaging beasts compared to the highly evolved youki. They were the real rulers in this world the humans pawns in a game they had no idea was being played. He scowled if only to himself as his thoughts clouded, and he wanted one of those humans for himself. He was worse than his father. At least he had respected the members of the human race as a whole unlike Sesshoumaru who only valued a single one of them, a wretched female as well. The thought of her pulled at his heartstrings, he had to have her for himself. Who was it that held her at night, running their fingers through her and holding her to them protectively as he yearned to do? It pained him to think that someone else had the chance to keep her for themselves taking all her love to fill their already overflowing hearts. It was his heart that was still bleeding from Kikyo's incident, ripped apart and wracked with hurting. He was the one that Kagome should lavish her love upon. If only he could find out how to sway her into his waiting arms. There had to be a way.
Surveying the scene above him he observed the white fluffy clouds scudding across the sky. It was still early and he had plenty of time to contmplate his problem but for now he wanted to just "be". Sitting back in his chair he closed his eyes slowly his eyelids heavy. He needed rest at the moment and for once he let himself have it.
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The exact second he had raised his head to look in on them that miserable brat had to open the window right into his nose. He' yelped painfully as his nose burned with the impact. He heard her scream as he looked a her. Her eyes were deep and for the single moment that he'd stared into them he could see a flicker of power behind them, hidden perhaps even from herself. Then she backed away from the window and he'd fled faster than a lightning bolt. Inuyasha would be in a foul mood if he caught him spying again. He'd thought he was going to lop his head off when he'd been prying into his and Kikyo's relationship, who knows what he would do if he caught him a second time.
Stumbling through the thick trees he'd rushed on his toes all the way to the clearing where Kagome had first led him. It was of his intention to return to his own home but he was inclined to go and visit a special someone he'd been wondering about lately. He headed out yet again in another direction leading away from the clearing. The path led him through the twisted routes of the forest to a wide peaceful meadow bees droning merrily or annoyingly in his case as he sidled up to the edge of her fence. He peered across the fields and into an open window watching her as she ate not knowing he was waiting just outside her door ready do take her precious jewel. If she even had it. He thought glumly. He seriously needed that info from Sesshoumaru if Kikyo had the Shikon no Tama there was no reason sticking around this old lady waiting for her to fall asleep or leave it somewhere so he could take it like some common thief. He didn't move from his position lingering as he watched for a sign that she did have the coveted jewel. He had to know if she had it.
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As soon as Kagome had calmed he lead her around to see the rest of his abode.
Inuyasha took her next to a small side room. "The library." He proclaimed simply. "One of my favorite rooms. Not that I like to sit in here or anything I only like it for the books. And yes I know how to read." She giggled although she'd had to bite her tongue before she spit out that very comment. She looked up and down the ceiling to floor shelves perusing over the titles. She'd never really thought of him to be this way, but maybe there was more to him than she'd first suspected. He led her to his own room. Much more like him. She thought to herself as she looked on to the piles upon piles of clothes and other things strewn about his bedroom floor. It was perfect, just as chaotic as she'd imagined it to be. She kicked some of the piles to the side shoving what was almost an entire outfit from the top of his bed before lifting herself up onto it. She sat with her legs slinking over the edge.
She looked over to Inuyasha who stood a short distance away across the room. He was fidgeting with the strings that tied about his waist. He seemed nervous like she did she could tell that her hands were shaking abominably so she kept them plastered to the bed in an effort to hide their jumpiness from him. She wasn't sure what to do from here. She knew what she wanted to do. She wanted to shoot over to him and pull him back onto the bed with her and carry on from there but she didn't want to scare him away. She calmed her rushing nerves and her thumping heart. Instead of bringing him to her she grinned at him trying to ease away his anxiety. She beckoned to him openly, quite the temptress in his eyes. Well nigh to flying the few feet between them he came to her scooping her up off the bed entirely and whisking her in to his arms. He kissed her steadily wanting nothing more than to please her. She smiled deeply as he kissed the corners of her mouth quickly only teasing her.
He lifted her back to the bed laying her down slowly supporting her weight easily in his strong muscled arms. She sank in to the soft cushions lightly. Her face was so perfect framed as it was with her dark raven hair, she appeared to him as an angel, lovely, above all else the complete definition of beautiful. Lying down next to her he propped his head up on his hand his elbow settling into the sheets next to her face. He gazed down at her, her eyes beaming as she peered up at him intently. Tracing her jaw line with his fingertips he brought his fingers over her skin tenderly caressing it as her brought his fingers to her mouth keeping it closed with a single finger as if telling her to keep a secret between them. He lead his lips down to her face kissing her eyelids closed and giving her a playful nick on her ear. She squirmed as her ran kisses down her jaw line retracing the path his fingers had taken finally making it to her lips.
She waited for their lips aggravated at the tantalizing close brush his lips made as they barely grazed hers. She wanted to kiss him and the next time his mouth came around she would be ready. He outlined her jaw a second time and as he reached her lips she threw her arms up around his neck forcing him down. She opened her mouth to him as he let his tongue slid through her lips skillfully. It was a passionate kiss heavenly, and enduring.
A long time passed before they released each other. But Inuyasha backed away slowly leaning back onto his elbow a slight smile playing across his lips. "Delicious if I do say so myself." He reached out to grasp her hand holding it in his own giant of a hand compared to her delicate thin fingered hand. She squeezed sharply looking up at him a smile spreading over her own face. "Yes. I'll admit it was extremely satisfying. Much better than that old man last week. I really was going to marry him for his money to bad he wasn't as good a kisser as you or I'd be long gone by now." She chuckled at their old joke always a good way to get closer to him. He laughed with her his voice soothing her.
Suddenly she felt tired. Twisting her body around so that she was face to face with Inuyasha She raised a hand to his chest. She pushed him down onto the mattress and scooted over quickly resting her head on his chiseled abdomen. He wrapped his arms around her, protective of his angel. She was drunk with the smell of him and closing her eyes she breathed in deeper drowning her self in him. He held her tightly making her comfortable in his arms. Her eyes were heavy and with Inuyasha enclosing her in his loving embrace she rested thankfully.
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Miroku pulled his lips away from Sango's neck slowly still keeping a firm grip around her waist as he looked down the alleyway to his left. He'd thought he'd heard something crash in that direction. He couldn't be sure but he knew he'd heard something. Sango looked at him quizzically. "What's wrong."
"Nothing. I just thought I heard something that's all." He leaned back down kissing a trail down to her neck to continue his interrupted business. Just as his lips had brushed her skin he felt Sango stir a muffled whimper escaping her lips. Her arms were resting on top of his and she clenched his upper arms as she stared off into the distance. She was looking over his shoulder to his left. He looked into her eyes and followed her gaze. A cloaked figure stood nought but a few feet away from them.
It pointed a thin white hand at Sango. "Where is it?" Sango backed away from the figure and Miroku moved to hold her, to protect her. The figure moved closer floating towards them smoothly over the ground. As it got closer Miroku caught the feminine quality of the voice as again the figure spoke to Sango. "Where is the letter." It took Sango all of two seconds to realize what she meant. Thinking back she remembered how this same masked woman had attacked Kagome and given her that letter for Sesshoumaru. The cold cruel shadowy figure that had threatened to kill them if they lost the letter...
A/N: dum da dum dum... oh no what's happenin next. LoL i kno! next chappie called "Useful Deception" unless i change it for some reason or other. But anyway i kno my chappies have been short lately i should be able to make up for that next chappie cuz i kno it's gonna be a long one i gotta make a lotta things happen but anywayz thanks for the encouragement and the reviews hope you like the story. Ciao!!!
A/N: I just want you all to know that i'm really fickle and sometimes i start things and forget about them and don't finish them but i'm actually keeping up with this one and i can't believe i have chapter six up already yeah i'm excited for myself never been so diligent in my life. but ne ways yeah i'm just takin up space and wasting your reading time so leave me and get to it.
Twisted Love
Chapter Six
Realization
Kagome stepped inside Inuyasha's well lit cabin as he gestured politely for her to enter closing the door softly behind them. She stared at the spacious front room. It's contents orderly placed about it in an un-Inuyasha-like fashion. She'd often known him to be more partial to chaos then organization and the scene of this front room struck her as odd. She wandered around the room picking up random objects here and there. A finely decorated vase with a few wilted flowers still clinging to life placed on a table, a tattered book with a worn cover; she could barely make out the title 'Shattered Hearts'. She giggled softly under her breath barely audible in the small room but for some one with overly sensitive ears like Inuyasha it was loud and clear.
"I'm sorry, is something wrong. Am I too sentimental for you?" He commented sarcastically his voice dry. He'd never been alone with her like this. Away from everything and everyone, but it felt good to know he had her all to himself. He changed his demeanor hoping it wasn't as abrupt a change as it appeared to him. "Too bad they died you would have liked them. The color of your eyes."
He always turned things around on her like that. Placing the book she still had in her hands down onto the table she returned to the flowers some of which still had a faint bluish black tinge to their crispy brown. She fingered a petal carefully in her hand. She pulled it away from the plant causing it to shudder sending a shower of the petals to flop down over the side of the table to land half-hazardly scattered across the wood floor. She let go of the single petal that rested between her fingers. It fell lazily floating left and right in a swaying dance before it reached the ground freezing time.
Inuyasha studied her face as he watched her eyes follow the petal to the floor. She smiled as she looked at the pieces strewn across the floor. Her eyes shown gleefully as she bent down to pick them up. Once she had put them all into a towering pile in her hand she carried them gingerly to the nearest window. Just as she reached it she tripped stubbing her toe on the leg of a chair letting out a muffled yelp of pain she dropped a few of the precious little pettals. She bent double picking up the petals delicately and replacing them in her palm with the others. He smiled as he watched her rise gracefully and with much finesse as she continued on drifting toward the window sill. Using one hand she opened the latch and flung the door open. She heard a soft thud and a yelp and leaned out of the window cautiously. She screamed as she looked into the face of the ape-man flinging the petals here and there. She backed up into Inuyasha who practically dived out the window to see what had frightened her. When he reached it there was nothing left of whatever it had been except for a few gray hairs that were floating softly in the air. Apparently someone had left in a hurry.
He closed the window and secured the latch hastening to Kagome's side. He gripped her shoulders protectively. "You all right love?" He could feel the tension in her muscles as she strained to calm herself. She could still remember that awful mask grinning at her maliciously as it had from her very nightmares everyday since Sesshoumaru had stolen her from her family, and now she'd seen him again. Standing outside this very house eavesdropping on her none the less. A fresh wave of shivers rushed down her back and the hairs on the nape of her neck stood on end she couldn't help but be frightened. Inuyasha's comforting touch helped but she couldn't tell him what she'd seen and why it had scared her, she'd been keeping it a secret for so long she couldn't bring herself to brake his trust. So she kept silent through his questioning, only informing him that someone had been out there below his window. She'd lied saying she didn't know who it could have been; she hadn't got a good look at him. She felt bad for spinning this endless web of lies around him knowing that sooner or later one of them would get caught in it and she would have to explain. But it wasn't happening yet and she could wait.
She spun around in his arms leaning against him pressing her cheek into the soft fabric covering his chest. She could hear his heart beating rhythmically and could feel his steady breathing. She matched her breathing to his slowing hers to a more normal speed. He ran his hands up and down her back in an effort to calm her. And as she simmered down he slowed the movements of his hands and backed away slowly to look into her eyes. "It's okay now. He's gone. I promise. Are you alright now?" He waited for her answer. This wasn't at all what he had hoped for today and it wasn't even a good way to start off his day. Hopefully circumstances would improve as the day wore on.
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Sango snuck up behind Miroku waiting for the exact right moment. As he was about to rise from his kneeling position she poked him strategically in the ribs. Just as she'd hoped he'd turned to look at her. Somehow by default when he'd turned he'd accidentally ran into her lips. Although he made no effort to remove them after the first crash. She leaned into the kiss longing to be alone with him again as she felt him pull away to look over his shoulder.
"Paranoid." She muttered quickly. "What are you so worried about?"
Miroku stared at her dumbfounded before giving her a playful slap on her back. She winced slightly through a smile. "Oh I don't know maybe I just happen value my immediate health a little more than you do. Never knew you liked having all those scratches on your back" He waited for her to blow up on him looking around nervously to make sure that there were no sharp objects around. Didn't want his eye to get poked out or anything. He waited but nothing happened. He looked up at her to see her studying him. It unnerved him to have her paying such close attention to him.
"That wasn't nice." She chided him after a few more moments pinching his cheek tightly if only to see it turn bright pink. She released it quickly as he jerked back flinging a hand up to cover his offended pain. "Anyways I came out tell you that we're going to town today to do something for his royal highness. You should get ready it takes a while to get there and back." Miroku stared at her strangely. "It's not market day or anything like that so why are we going?" Sango could tell he had no idea and rather than be bothered with his insistent inquiries she told him about meeting some lady and taking a message or whatever back to Sesshoumaru. "Well come on, get your lazy ass up and let's go." She stood up but not before she'd placed a finger under his chin to lift it up as she rose. She flicked it away casually as she sauntered off towards the stables her hips swinging dramatically. It seemed to have the desired effect because when she looked back the perverted boy had already stood and followed her his mouth hanging open bordering on drooling all over himself. She laughed to herself. This was going to be a fun day if she had anything to do with it.
Miroku followed her into the stables barely able to keep his eyes off her. She seemed a little overly seductive at the moment not that it bothered him but she should know there was no way in hell she needed to try that hard to get his attention. He saddled his horse hurriedly eager to get away from this place and be alone with Sango.
She saddled up slowly, agonizingly slow in Miroku's opinion. But why not it wasn't like she was in any hurry. Well that wasn't entirely true she wanted just as much as he did to be alone but she wasn't going to give everything away. She wasn't a complete idiot maybe a halfwit but never a complete idiot. Sometimes her foolishness amazed her.
Mounting her horse she led the way out of the grounds Miroku following at close quarters. Again they passed the twisted metal of the gate and Sango was reminded of murdered souls writhing in torment just as they would in the bellows of hell. Whoa too much imagery for her, she didn't like thinking such morbid things especially when it was all so close to home. Literally.
They rode out not looking back until they could be sure the estate was out of sight. Sango smiled at Miroku insinuating her thoughts. "Wait until we get there." She told him as her horse kicked up dust nervously as Miroku's approached it. He'd smiled winking at her knowingly. She liked him this way carefree and loving. She looked at him letting the reins in her hand go slack as she examined him. His hair was pulled back in a short pony tail at the nape of his neck a few strands hanging loose in front of his face. His violet cloak whipped in the wind fluttering in ripples as the breeze played with it bouncing it from one direction to the other. His strong arms moved with practiced ease as they handled the reins. His arms, how she longed to be wrapped up in them by his side. He rode with grace and precision moving fluidly as the horse moved as if they were one. She imagined it as though it were a complicated dance, beautiful in its own right.
He could feel her gaze fixed on him but unlike earlier he wasn't as self- conscious as all that. He turned to her giving her a broad grin happy to be in her company.
When they reached the market they were surrounded by the usual hustle and bustle of people. The left their horses to a shepherd as always and snuck off to a secluded alleyway hiding themselves from prying eyes. Thank the gods, finally alone at last.
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Sesshoumaru sat on a large fluffy whicker chair packed with cushions to make it exceptionally comfortable. The chair was situated on the deck surrounding the backside of the house. It was cool outside today and he had decided to have his tea out here.
Shippou lumbered out of the back door carrying a tea tray with piping hot tea and a tray of scones and honey cakes. The Lord breathed in deeply savoring the smell of the wonderful delicacies he would be enjoying with his tea. Shippou placed a tea cup down pouring him a full portion and leaving the entire tray of his fresh baked goods for the miser to enjoy. Sipping his tea thoughtfully Sesshoumaru admired the view of the forest from where he sat, the wispy trees bending in the wind sometimes as fickle as people but still able to withstand the most heavy of blows.
Where had the lovely Kagome gone today? He mused his finger tracing the rim of the warm cup in continuous circles. Niraku was sure to have a busy day. That girl wasn't the easiest to track and with her energy who knew how many places she would go. Oh well, he'd let the old shaman deal with that he had enough on his plate while he waited for Kagura's information on that little worm Kikyo. Why hadn't she given the letter to Sango and Kagome the day they went to market? He'd instructed her to do so on their last meeting and she'd agreed. Some how he felt that something was wrong. He'd known Kagura to be prompt and diligent not one to let him down. It puzzled him why she'd neither given him the information nor informed him of why she hadn't. Hopefully he'd receive word from her by the end of the day or else he'd have to go and find her himself, a task he wasn't looking forward to. Kagura wasn't his idea of a pleasant acquaintance, merely an accomplice, and a distant one at that. Best for her to send any messages through his servants rather than go through the formalities himself.
He picked up a scone carefully placing it in his mouth. The taste burst itself as it met his tongue it was wonderful. Too bad Shippou hadn't been around to cook for his father he'd always loved a good cook. Inuyasha's mother had ben an exquisite cook making all kinds of delicacies for them. He resented her for the human that she was angry that his father would stoop so low. Humans were inferior, rampaging beasts compared to the highly evolved youki. They were the real rulers in this world the humans pawns in a game they had no idea was being played. He scowled if only to himself as his thoughts clouded, and he wanted one of those humans for himself. He was worse than his father. At least he had respected the members of the human race as a whole unlike Sesshoumaru who only valued a single one of them, a wretched female as well. The thought of her pulled at his heartstrings, he had to have her for himself. Who was it that held her at night, running their fingers through her and holding her to them protectively as he yearned to do? It pained him to think that someone else had the chance to keep her for themselves taking all her love to fill their already overflowing hearts. It was his heart that was still bleeding from Kikyo's incident, ripped apart and wracked with hurting. He was the one that Kagome should lavish her love upon. If only he could find out how to sway her into his waiting arms. There had to be a way.
Surveying the scene above him he observed the white fluffy clouds scudding across the sky. It was still early and he had plenty of time to contmplate his problem but for now he wanted to just "be". Sitting back in his chair he closed his eyes slowly his eyelids heavy. He needed rest at the moment and for once he let himself have it.
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The exact second he had raised his head to look in on them that miserable brat had to open the window right into his nose. He' yelped painfully as his nose burned with the impact. He heard her scream as he looked a her. Her eyes were deep and for the single moment that he'd stared into them he could see a flicker of power behind them, hidden perhaps even from herself. Then she backed away from the window and he'd fled faster than a lightning bolt. Inuyasha would be in a foul mood if he caught him spying again. He'd thought he was going to lop his head off when he'd been prying into his and Kikyo's relationship, who knows what he would do if he caught him a second time.
Stumbling through the thick trees he'd rushed on his toes all the way to the clearing where Kagome had first led him. It was of his intention to return to his own home but he was inclined to go and visit a special someone he'd been wondering about lately. He headed out yet again in another direction leading away from the clearing. The path led him through the twisted routes of the forest to a wide peaceful meadow bees droning merrily or annoyingly in his case as he sidled up to the edge of her fence. He peered across the fields and into an open window watching her as she ate not knowing he was waiting just outside her door ready do take her precious jewel. If she even had it. He thought glumly. He seriously needed that info from Sesshoumaru if Kikyo had the Shikon no Tama there was no reason sticking around this old lady waiting for her to fall asleep or leave it somewhere so he could take it like some common thief. He didn't move from his position lingering as he watched for a sign that she did have the coveted jewel. He had to know if she had it.
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As soon as Kagome had calmed he lead her around to see the rest of his abode.
Inuyasha took her next to a small side room. "The library." He proclaimed simply. "One of my favorite rooms. Not that I like to sit in here or anything I only like it for the books. And yes I know how to read." She giggled although she'd had to bite her tongue before she spit out that very comment. She looked up and down the ceiling to floor shelves perusing over the titles. She'd never really thought of him to be this way, but maybe there was more to him than she'd first suspected. He led her to his own room. Much more like him. She thought to herself as she looked on to the piles upon piles of clothes and other things strewn about his bedroom floor. It was perfect, just as chaotic as she'd imagined it to be. She kicked some of the piles to the side shoving what was almost an entire outfit from the top of his bed before lifting herself up onto it. She sat with her legs slinking over the edge.
She looked over to Inuyasha who stood a short distance away across the room. He was fidgeting with the strings that tied about his waist. He seemed nervous like she did she could tell that her hands were shaking abominably so she kept them plastered to the bed in an effort to hide their jumpiness from him. She wasn't sure what to do from here. She knew what she wanted to do. She wanted to shoot over to him and pull him back onto the bed with her and carry on from there but she didn't want to scare him away. She calmed her rushing nerves and her thumping heart. Instead of bringing him to her she grinned at him trying to ease away his anxiety. She beckoned to him openly, quite the temptress in his eyes. Well nigh to flying the few feet between them he came to her scooping her up off the bed entirely and whisking her in to his arms. He kissed her steadily wanting nothing more than to please her. She smiled deeply as he kissed the corners of her mouth quickly only teasing her.
He lifted her back to the bed laying her down slowly supporting her weight easily in his strong muscled arms. She sank in to the soft cushions lightly. Her face was so perfect framed as it was with her dark raven hair, she appeared to him as an angel, lovely, above all else the complete definition of beautiful. Lying down next to her he propped his head up on his hand his elbow settling into the sheets next to her face. He gazed down at her, her eyes beaming as she peered up at him intently. Tracing her jaw line with his fingertips he brought his fingers over her skin tenderly caressing it as her brought his fingers to her mouth keeping it closed with a single finger as if telling her to keep a secret between them. He lead his lips down to her face kissing her eyelids closed and giving her a playful nick on her ear. She squirmed as her ran kisses down her jaw line retracing the path his fingers had taken finally making it to her lips.
She waited for their lips aggravated at the tantalizing close brush his lips made as they barely grazed hers. She wanted to kiss him and the next time his mouth came around she would be ready. He outlined her jaw a second time and as he reached her lips she threw her arms up around his neck forcing him down. She opened her mouth to him as he let his tongue slid through her lips skillfully. It was a passionate kiss heavenly, and enduring.
A long time passed before they released each other. But Inuyasha backed away slowly leaning back onto his elbow a slight smile playing across his lips. "Delicious if I do say so myself." He reached out to grasp her hand holding it in his own giant of a hand compared to her delicate thin fingered hand. She squeezed sharply looking up at him a smile spreading over her own face. "Yes. I'll admit it was extremely satisfying. Much better than that old man last week. I really was going to marry him for his money to bad he wasn't as good a kisser as you or I'd be long gone by now." She chuckled at their old joke always a good way to get closer to him. He laughed with her his voice soothing her.
Suddenly she felt tired. Twisting her body around so that she was face to face with Inuyasha She raised a hand to his chest. She pushed him down onto the mattress and scooted over quickly resting her head on his chiseled abdomen. He wrapped his arms around her, protective of his angel. She was drunk with the smell of him and closing her eyes she breathed in deeper drowning her self in him. He held her tightly making her comfortable in his arms. Her eyes were heavy and with Inuyasha enclosing her in his loving embrace she rested thankfully.
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Miroku pulled his lips away from Sango's neck slowly still keeping a firm grip around her waist as he looked down the alleyway to his left. He'd thought he'd heard something crash in that direction. He couldn't be sure but he knew he'd heard something. Sango looked at him quizzically. "What's wrong."
"Nothing. I just thought I heard something that's all." He leaned back down kissing a trail down to her neck to continue his interrupted business. Just as his lips had brushed her skin he felt Sango stir a muffled whimper escaping her lips. Her arms were resting on top of his and she clenched his upper arms as she stared off into the distance. She was looking over his shoulder to his left. He looked into her eyes and followed her gaze. A cloaked figure stood nought but a few feet away from them.
It pointed a thin white hand at Sango. "Where is it?" Sango backed away from the figure and Miroku moved to hold her, to protect her. The figure moved closer floating towards them smoothly over the ground. As it got closer Miroku caught the feminine quality of the voice as again the figure spoke to Sango. "Where is the letter." It took Sango all of two seconds to realize what she meant. Thinking back she remembered how this same masked woman had attacked Kagome and given her that letter for Sesshoumaru. The cold cruel shadowy figure that had threatened to kill them if they lost the letter...
A/N: dum da dum dum... oh no what's happenin next. LoL i kno! next chappie called "Useful Deception" unless i change it for some reason or other. But anyway i kno my chappies have been short lately i should be able to make up for that next chappie cuz i kno it's gonna be a long one i gotta make a lotta things happen but anywayz thanks for the encouragement and the reviews hope you like the story. Ciao!!!