Kagome and Sesshomaru spent the remaining afternoon going over history and watching movies. The study session was interrupted briefly by a knock at the door. She opened the door to find Detective Minoko inspecting her broken lock. "Kanbanwa Detective, please come in." Kagome was a little nervous at his scrutiny. 'Was she a suspect in his case?' "Miss Higurashi, I see the lock has been broken on your door here. Did you have a break in?" His inquisitive eyes seemed to be searching her face. Kagome was taken aback by his questioning gaze. Thankfully Sesshomaru stepped in front of her and took the door from her hands. "Good evening Detective. I can answer that question. You see, I lost my...key, and had to bust the lock to get in." The detective nodded at the tall pale young man but continued to ask, "When did this happen?" Sesshomaru shot him a steely look. "Last evening, detective." The officer pulled his notebook and wrote something inside. Kagome felt her stomach turn into a knot.
Detective Minoko stepped into her apartment. He slowly let his eyes roam over the room. After he was satisfied, he asked if he could take a look at the rest of the place. They both nodded and stood back to let him browse flat. He opened the bedroom and looked back at the two. "Just one bedroom.... where do you sleep Mr. Inuyoko?" Sesshomaru's anger at the man's line of questioning was very evident. Kagome looked to him with pleading eyes. 'Stay calm, Sesshomaru,' she prayed silently. He made gallant effort to compose himself, but his words were sharp and to the point. "I do not believe, Detective, that is of any relevance to your investigation."
The warning in his words was evident to the Minoko, 'Interesting, he thought, seems I've hit a raw nerve.' He completed his review of the flat. Returning to the living room, he began another series of questions. All of which had been answered before. Sesshomaru knew that the man used the questions as an excuse to inspect their dwelling. It angered him a bit, knowing of the man's deceitful entry. As the detective finished writing in his little book he stood to leave. That's when he pointed to the piles of books and videos. "Looks like someone is quite a history buff."
His insolence was beginning to shake Sesshomaru's control, but he being the master of the emotionless mask answered, "Hai, I find the subject fascinating." Kagome was not surprised that Sesshomaru was feeling aggravated at the incessant questioning. In his time, he would have slain the man by now. She was grateful that he retained his control.
Her nerves were raw after the detective finally left. Sesshomaru could sense Kagome's turmoil. He smiled at her in an attempt to calm her, and she relaxed a little. Finally they could continue the lesson. This was the fastest way that she could think of to inform him of the world's current state of affairs. He was a very fast study. He breezed through her books in a mere fraction of the time that it would have taken her.
Around 7:00 her phone rang. "Konbanwa Kagome," it was Kenta's voice. She had been expecting his call. He always called after he got home from work. They talked for a few minutes before he asked her if she wanted to catch a movie. Kagome felt guilty, but she couldn't leave Sesshomaru alone all night. He was still not used to the smells and sounds of the modern city. 'How will Kenta react to another man staying with her?' She decided not to mention it for the time being. She instead, declined his offer, feigning exhaustion from the previous night. He sounded a little disappointed, but took the rejection pretty well.
Kagome was amazed at how open Sesshomaru was to the changes since his time. He seemed to accept the human aspect pretty well. He admitted that he found the smells of the city repulsive. His sensitive ears also presented a problem. When he was in town earlier he relied heavily on his ability to maintain control in any situation. If not for that, he would have gone mad from it all. "I think it will take some getting used to, miko. I am a survivor, and I will survive this new era." Kagome knew that what he said was the truth. If it had been any being besides Sesshomaru, she would have had her doubts. He was both powerful and intelligent. This combination would bring him through this.
They both decided to call it a night, when Kagome's eyes began to cross from all the reading they had done. She felt that he had a better grasp on things. "I'm sorry, Sesshomaru, that you have been left alone in the world. I wish things were different for you." He looked at her for a long moment the said, "If you mean there are no youkai left in this era, well I assure you there are. I sense their presence. Their numbers have greatly diminished, but there are even youkai in this city." Kagome couldn't believe her ears. She never thought that there were survivors from the feudal era. Sesshomaru, seeing her obvious surprise, continued, "Youkai are very good at adapting to their surroundings. We have the ability to disguise our appearance. Our race existed before mankind, and will continue to exist long after mankind is no longer rulers of the earth." She thought about his words. They made sense. They posses abilities humans only long to posses.
"Besides, Sesshomaru said softly, I'm not alone. I have you, miko." He reached out and pulled her into his arms. Kagome was caught off guard. His sudden action sent her heart racing. Their close proximity sending waves of heat through her core, as memories of his earlier nakedness flooded into her head. His thighs pressed against her body. Her hands went to his chest to push away, but once they came in contact with the hard muscles, she couldn't help but rub across them. His angelic face hovering so close to her own sent a warmth through her womanhood that she simply couldn't ignore. His hair was pulled loose and it fell languidly over their shoulders like a canopy of the finest silk threads. His clawed hands moved up to grasp her own soft raven tresses, then he pulled her head back.
His mouth was on her throat now. Slowly tasting her as if she were a fine wine. His tongue sliding up until he reached the curve of her ear. Kagome came back to Earth and began to push at his chest, muttering incoherently about Kenta and betrayal. He pulled her hard against him once more and emitted a low growl. His warm breathe in her ear. His fangs nipping at the lobe. "By the Gods you smell delicious. You can not tell me that you don't want me, Kagome. I can smell your arousal pouring forth." With that he lowered his hand and smoothly pulled it between her thighs. Kagome let out a tiny cry of surprise. "I can imagine by now, that your sweet flower is dripping in anticipation of me."
Kagome could not argue with that. Her body seemed to have a mind of it's own, as if she had taken a warm and fuzzy drug. He was bewitching her senses. Making her ache, almost painfully, with want. His lust was evident in his eyes, which were swirling crimson pools. His voice had taken on a bestial purr. His manhood, hard and alert, pressed against her abdomen. Yes, Kagome wanted him...desperately, but despite it all she had to stop this from happening. She couldn't betray her kind-hearted fiancé. She couldn't let lust steal love from her. "No!" She spat the word at him and wiggled from his grip. She ran to her bedroom and slammed the door behind her. She heard something break in the livingroom floor. He was angry, which made her a little afraid. Suddenly his voice boomed through the door, "No Fear, wench! My beast smells your fear! You must not fear me!"
Kagome could hear the demon surfacing in his voice. Her fear brought it out? 'Oh Kami, I have to calm down.' She quickly made her way to the bathroom and stepped into the shower. The warm water washing away her fear and lust. She stayed in the shower, letting the calming effects of the water flow over her body. 'I can't let this happen again. I am engaged to Kenta, and he doesn't deserve this.' She silently cursed her body for reacting to the taiyoukai lord. She resigned herself to the fact that he had to go soon. She would simply double her efforts to get him out in the world. The sooner he could function in today's society, the sooner he could function without her. Somehow, the thought of never seeing Sesshomaru again brought tears to her eyes. Why did things have to be so complicated?
Sesshomaru fought to bring his beast under control once more. His inner youkai was a part of him, but also separate. It fed off of blood and fear. His own passion and lust brought him to the brink of releasing the beast, but Kagome's fear was a scent that broke the thin threads which kept it at bay. 'The youkai wants to taste her.' Sesshomaru wasn't sure if he could reign it in once completely released. If he allowed the beast its freedom, it would claim her, as it's own. Sesshomaru knew that would hold a whole knew set of obstacles for him to cross. Once the beast claimed it's mate, it would be for life. It would fiercely protect what was his, and nothing would be able to stop it.
Since the Miko first began to speak to him, while he was still encased in stone, he had grown to care for her. Her visits kept him from insanity. When she spoke to him openly he was allowed to see into her soul. After all these centuries he could finally understand what Inuyasha seen in this human woman. He winced as he remembered the first time they met. He covered her delicate body with his poison. The Tetseiga she held in her hand was her saving grace. He had been naive to the hearts of humans in his youth.
His thoughts brought him out of the beasts grasp. As his eyes cleared so did his mind. He could smell the tears she shed as she bathed. 'Damn, he sighed deeply, I do not wish to bring her sadness or harm.' He decided then that he must never let his hunger for her cloud his mind again. 'She has a great light inside her that I must not extinguish with my darkness.' With a heavy heart the demon lord lay down on the floor. Staring at the ceiling of her little eighth floor flat, he closed his eyes and let sleep take him.