There was no way. She had to be dreaming. Did Sesshomaru
really...really just smile? Impossible. She tipped her head back to
study his face. The delicate lovely lines that contradicted the
firm, hard muscle of the rest of him. He was infinitely beautiful
and still totally masculine. She shuddered and couldn't stop the
hand that reached up to brush the strips on the side of his face.
One eyes turned in her direction.
"It isn't proper for you to show me affection in public wife."
Kagome blinked and snatched her hand back after realizing she had been stroking his face. "I wasn't showing affection." She snapped.
His lips quirked in an amused smirk. "You were."
Kagome couldn't argue anymore because it was true. He had been. "I know I was." She said instead and twisted at the strap of her huge yellow bag.
"Then why did you say you weren't?"
"Because I don't want to." She murmured
"Kagome." His tone stopped her walking and she turned to look at him but kept her eyes on his kimono. She felt a delicate pressure on her chin, lifting her face to meet his. And then his mouth fell over his again and Kagome melted, pleasure drifting from her lips to wrack her whole body and her arms lifted to settle around his shoulder. To twist in his hair as she sighed contently against his mouth before he pulled back gently. She blinked at him dizzily. "Do not lie to me again."
Before releasing her and took her wrist again to lead her back towards the castle. They had barely reached the entrance before there was a shriek and Sesshomaru shoved her behind him and his hand went to the hilt of his sword as he stepped inside.
"What's going on?" he questioned coldly.
"My lord!" A pale haired girl dashed forward to bow at his feet. "It's Yuki! He made his way back from the forest but he's wounded."
Kagome peered around Sesshomaru at the young demon that lay on the floor and blinked in surprise. He was a kitsune, red hair matted with the same blood that polled over the floor around him. The black kimono he wore was torn and an arrow stuck up through his chest. Kagome covered her mouth and looked up at Sesshomaru who was engrossed in the girl's tale of what happened to the man. Was he going to do nothing? Kagome slid past him and went to kneel by the man.
"It's alright. I'll take care of you." She lifted his head into her lap tenderly. The man reminded her so much of Shippou that she felt tears gather.
The man's eyes opened faintly and he sighed. "An angel. Have I gone to heaven?" He blinked and sniffed at the air then cringed his expression becoming one of terror. "Gah! She looks like and angel but she smells like a human! This must be hell!"
Kagome checked her annoyance and sat the man up. "I'm going to tug the arrow out. It hasn't gone too deep." She curled a hand around the arrow's shaft and looked down at him as his eyes closed again then took a break and jerked the arrow out. The man flinched violently but made no cry. Kagome turned and pulled out the contents of her bag. She looked over and noticed someone had brought her rags and a bowl of hot water and her gaze met that of the pale haired demon girl. Kagome nodded solemnly and dipped a rag in the water and washed the man's wound gently before spreading disinfectant on it and wrapped the wound gently before whipping her forehead.
"He'll be fine." She smiled to herself then looked up and winced in surprise to find a small party of people watching her. Her eyes slid away but were captured again by Sesshomaru's golden orbs. But she couldn't read him, which caused her to sigh.
"I'll take him now Mistress." Kagome looked up to meet the eyes of the same demon who had shown her to the stable. She nodded as two other men rushed forward to lift the fox demon from her lap.
"He should rest. And get lots to eat. Oh!" She reached into her bag and pulled out a box of ramen and handed it over. "Give him this."
The demon took it and blinked at the box curiously. "What manner of magic is this?"
Kagome shifted nervously. "It's a brew...to help him heal."
The demon nodded. "As you say mistress." And hurried of with the injured man.
Kagome's head spun now that the ordeal was over and she staggered backwards and bumped right into Sesshomaru who had somehow appeared behind her. She smiled up at him weakly. "I don't believe I'm hungry any longer."
Sesshomaru nodded. "Very well." He leaned down then and scooped her up into his arms. "We're going to bed then." Carrying her up the stairs ignoring those who still milled in the hall.
Kagome blinked and her voice became small. "Bed? You mean...you mean together?"
He nodded once. "Yes wife. Together."
"It isn't proper for you to show me affection in public wife."
Kagome blinked and snatched her hand back after realizing she had been stroking his face. "I wasn't showing affection." She snapped.
His lips quirked in an amused smirk. "You were."
Kagome couldn't argue anymore because it was true. He had been. "I know I was." She said instead and twisted at the strap of her huge yellow bag.
"Then why did you say you weren't?"
"Because I don't want to." She murmured
"Kagome." His tone stopped her walking and she turned to look at him but kept her eyes on his kimono. She felt a delicate pressure on her chin, lifting her face to meet his. And then his mouth fell over his again and Kagome melted, pleasure drifting from her lips to wrack her whole body and her arms lifted to settle around his shoulder. To twist in his hair as she sighed contently against his mouth before he pulled back gently. She blinked at him dizzily. "Do not lie to me again."
Before releasing her and took her wrist again to lead her back towards the castle. They had barely reached the entrance before there was a shriek and Sesshomaru shoved her behind him and his hand went to the hilt of his sword as he stepped inside.
"What's going on?" he questioned coldly.
"My lord!" A pale haired girl dashed forward to bow at his feet. "It's Yuki! He made his way back from the forest but he's wounded."
Kagome peered around Sesshomaru at the young demon that lay on the floor and blinked in surprise. He was a kitsune, red hair matted with the same blood that polled over the floor around him. The black kimono he wore was torn and an arrow stuck up through his chest. Kagome covered her mouth and looked up at Sesshomaru who was engrossed in the girl's tale of what happened to the man. Was he going to do nothing? Kagome slid past him and went to kneel by the man.
"It's alright. I'll take care of you." She lifted his head into her lap tenderly. The man reminded her so much of Shippou that she felt tears gather.
The man's eyes opened faintly and he sighed. "An angel. Have I gone to heaven?" He blinked and sniffed at the air then cringed his expression becoming one of terror. "Gah! She looks like and angel but she smells like a human! This must be hell!"
Kagome checked her annoyance and sat the man up. "I'm going to tug the arrow out. It hasn't gone too deep." She curled a hand around the arrow's shaft and looked down at him as his eyes closed again then took a break and jerked the arrow out. The man flinched violently but made no cry. Kagome turned and pulled out the contents of her bag. She looked over and noticed someone had brought her rags and a bowl of hot water and her gaze met that of the pale haired demon girl. Kagome nodded solemnly and dipped a rag in the water and washed the man's wound gently before spreading disinfectant on it and wrapped the wound gently before whipping her forehead.
"He'll be fine." She smiled to herself then looked up and winced in surprise to find a small party of people watching her. Her eyes slid away but were captured again by Sesshomaru's golden orbs. But she couldn't read him, which caused her to sigh.
"I'll take him now Mistress." Kagome looked up to meet the eyes of the same demon who had shown her to the stable. She nodded as two other men rushed forward to lift the fox demon from her lap.
"He should rest. And get lots to eat. Oh!" She reached into her bag and pulled out a box of ramen and handed it over. "Give him this."
The demon took it and blinked at the box curiously. "What manner of magic is this?"
Kagome shifted nervously. "It's a brew...to help him heal."
The demon nodded. "As you say mistress." And hurried of with the injured man.
Kagome's head spun now that the ordeal was over and she staggered backwards and bumped right into Sesshomaru who had somehow appeared behind her. She smiled up at him weakly. "I don't believe I'm hungry any longer."
Sesshomaru nodded. "Very well." He leaned down then and scooped her up into his arms. "We're going to bed then." Carrying her up the stairs ignoring those who still milled in the hall.
Kagome blinked and her voice became small. "Bed? You mean...you mean together?"
He nodded once. "Yes wife. Together."