Kagome jumped out of bed to answer the phone. It was Ayumi, calling to make sure their plans were still on for the evening. At hearing Kagome's groggy voice, she felt the urge to pick at her friend a little. "So you and loverboy have been at it again?" Kagome blushed and tried to deny it. Until Sesshomaru stuck his head around the corner and yelled out that she was lying. She gave hem an evil glare. He just grinned at her mischievously. She tried to change the subject, but Ayumi persisted. "I don't blame you, girl. He is so mysterious and aloof! I can't believe you've known him for so long and never mentioned him!" Kagome was caught a little off guard, since her mind was still fuzzy from sleep. "Well, it's like...," she began, but Ayumi jumped in and continued her excited banter. "....We're going to have a blast tonight! Souta and I had a great time at the new club last weekend. Everyone has been raving about it. I can't wait. We'll meet you there in an hour, Sayonara!"
Kagome hung up the phone and realized that she had not actually gotten a word in edgewise. She shook her head as she headed for the shower. Standing in front of the mirror hanging on the back of her bathroom door, she examined her body for signs of trauma. There was dried blood on her hips and thighs, but the wounds were all but gone. She ran her finger slowly over a mark on her hip. A smile crept onto her face at the thought of their rough loveplay. The door almost hit her in the face, when her youkai lover poked his head inside. "Mmm, something in here smells delicious. He opened the door further and slipped inside, "..and I think it's you miko."
Kagome laughed at him, pushing him back out the door. "We've only got an hour to get there!" With much protesting on his part she hopped into the shower alone. She quickly scrubbed herself clean from head to toe. She left it running for him and stepped out. She opened the door to find him stretched out on her bed staring at the ceiling. His mane of white hair spread underneath him, spilling off the edges of the bed. He looked like a god, she thought, and smiled. "Your turn my prince." He rose and quickly snatched her towel from around her and she chased him into the bathroom.
When they finally were dressed they examined each other. Kagome pinned her hair up leaving soft tendrils trailing down her neck. She wore a black dress with spaghetti straps and a black leather jacket. On her tiny feet were a silver pair of pumps. Sesshomaru chose to wear the Dragon shirt and navy pants Kagome had bought for him last week, and she helped him to tie his hair back. Both of them stood frozen taking in the sight of the other. They made an extraordinary couple.
Kagome was nervous about going to this club. She used to go out often with her friends, but this time was going to be a challenge. She felt it would be a good experience for her mate, but also knew of the potential for disaster. She went over the situation with him, so that he would know what to expect. The place they were going had open verandas, so she hoped it would help his claustrophobia with crowds. 'That's all I need for him to go berserk and kill fifty or sixty people,' she sighed heavily at the thought. He obviously sensed her reservations.
"I promise I will be on my best behavior, my koi," He pulled her hand to his lips and placed a smooth kiss there. She felt a little more at ease, but nothing would clear all of her worry away. She looked at the clock, and freaked when she seen the time. "We should have been there by now!" He reached out and calmed her. "I believe, my dear, that we may have the fastest transportation around." He led her out to the roof and grabbed her waist tight. The two lovers rose up into the night.
Kagome pointed to the club. It was easy to find from above, with all of the flashing lights and pulse pounding music. They landed just out of sight, down a narrow corridor one block away. When they arrived at the club entrance Ayumi and Souta were waving to them. Ayumi jabbed Kagome in the side when she seen her date. "Damn, Kagome, he's just magnificent!" Souta, hearing this, feigned hurt feelings with puppydog eyes. Ayumi pulled him to her and kissed him slowly.
Inside the air was electrified. The techno house music pounded it's sensual beat. They made their way through the crowd, toward a free table in the back, beside the open veranda. Kagome was very aware of the looks her mate received. Women and men alike, gazed in awe at the snow haired prince. His markings gave him an air of mystery and danger. Kagome felt a pelt of jealousy mixed with pride flash through her chest. As if he knew her thoughts, her pulled her back against his chest and whispered in her ear, "Sesshomaru thought that he was the one in danger of causing a scene." She looked up and smiled, once more assured of his feelings for her.
The two couples took their seats and ordered drinks. Sesshomaru allowed them to order one for him, since Kagome said it would look strange if he didn't. Of course he had no intention of drinking it. He must be in control of himself at all times. While the two women and Souta were talking, he surveyed his surroundings. The bright flashing lights were a little annoying, but bearable. The music hurt his ears a little, and he could tell it was the same for his mate. The humans were drinking and smoking everywhere he looked. Women danced with lust against men on the floor in the middle of the room.
He passed the eyes of many females who stared at him with no shame. The room was full of unfamiliar sights and smells. The intensity of it made the taiyoukai a bit dizzy. A new beat began, with a slow, primitive sound. Kagome and Ayumi jumped up to dance. Souta declined and Sesshomaru just stared at Kagome with his sarcastic grin. The two girls were un-phased by their rejection and moved onto the dance floor.
Sesshomaru watched his mate as she danced. Swaying her hips to the increasing beat. The music was building and the dancers moved with it as if in a trance. Kagome lifted her hands above her head and allowed the music to take control. For a short while she was able to escape from troubles and care, living only that moment when the music takes you away. She quickened her pace to the increasing beat. She felt someone closely dancing behind her. She ignored it in her trance-like state.
She was brought out of the fog when she heard the whimper behind her. She turned to see that Sesshomaru had guy by the throat. "Do not touch my mate, ningen." Kagome let out a sound of shock and her prince freed his would be prey. The poor guy was shaking and moving away like she had the plague. She immediately looked around to see if anyone noticed the display. Only a few people whispered while staring at her man. She grabbed his arm and pulled him back to his seat. Souta was laughing hysterically. She told him to shut up, and looked up at Sesshomaru, who was looking like he didn't know what he did wrong.
"My Lord, you can't choke people for trying to dance with me!" He bowed his head and looked hurt that she had chastised him for being protective. She almost apologized, but decided he had deserved it. The music came through to her once more and she began moving to it's hypnotizing beat. Sesshomaru stood by the table, watching her. She pulled his hand and dragged him to the edge of the dancefloor. Kagome closed her eyes and let the music flow through her. She'd never felt this limber. Her body was moving in ways it never had before. The pace of the music increased and her movements matched the pounding bass.
Her dance was driving Sesshomaru mad. Her supple young curves slithering against him with the agility of a reptile. She moved up to him, spreading her legs just a little as she slid her body against his thigh. She moved with liquid motion, now turning and stroking her back up against him. She threw her head back and caught his gaze. Her eyes were like blue diamonds shimmering in the night. Little trails of ebony hair moved across her face and neck. The dance took them both to a higher place.
His miko's erotic movements surpassed any mating dance he had ever witnessed, by any species. His body began moving against hers, reveling in the erogenous contact. He ran his hands up her hips and slowly to her sides. His naturally lithe body matching her rhythmic motions. He caressed her face, then traced a finger down her slender neck to the valley below. The intoxicating beat seemed to go on forever as the two danced this ancient dance of passion. Their celestial beauty and grace ensnaring every eye in the room.
Souta watched his sister gliding against her new man, amazed that he had never seen her move this way before. He looked up to find that most of the room stood frozen with their eyes glued to Sesshomaru and Kagome. They looked ethereal. It was like witnessing an angel dancing with the devil, only no one could figure out which was which. When the beat ended, so did the exotic display. People turned away, back to their own world, with a few whispering heads turning to watch the otherworldly couple.
Kagome took her seat, and looked a her prince. His gaze seemed clouded and his breathing was deep and heavy. The low rumble in his voice was evidence of his lust. "You will dance for me when we arrive back at home." She blushed at his demand for a private display, and nodded her agreement. The intensity of his gaze even made Ayumi blush, she looked up to Souta, and found him fidgeting with his straw. The electricity of the two could be felt in the very air around them. Ayumi felt a little uncomfortable and asked, "Kagome, when did you learn to do that? We've been going out for years, and I've never seen you move like that!"
Kagome was equally amazed at her own sudden nimble feats. 'It has to be his blood,' the thought excited her even more. A part of her lover actually flowed through her veins. She pulled her eyes back to his. She really could disappear in the depths of his golden gaze. Something in the back of her mind told her to bring him out of this stupor he seemed to be in. He never once moved his eyes from her. She realized that he was struggling not to lose himself. She shook her head and laughed out, "Come on Ayumi, you dance like that all the time!" It was Souta's turn to laugh when he heard that, "Well Kagome, if that's true I want her to show me right now!" Ayumi began to fade to several shades of pink and red while she giggled at his remark.
The laughter was just enough to shake Sesshomaru out of his lusty haze. He looked around at each of them, then suddenly threw his head back and let out a hearty laugh. "Now you all know why I fell in love with my little miko!" Kagome's heart skipped a beat. He said that he loved her. He had never actually said it, and hearing it for the first time made her feel warm all over. She couldn't have been happier....and then HE showed up.
"So, the two lovebirds are out on the town. I had the pleasure of witnessing that carnal exhibit, my dear Kagome, I never new you could be such a fucking whore." Kenta's words sent chills up her spine. He stood next to their table with Kulu and two more men that she had seen in passing, but never actually met. They all wore dark suits and she couldn't see Kenta's eyes, because he still wore dark shades. That bitter smell from his shop was stinging her nose. Before she could utter a word, Sesshomaru grabbed him by the throat, lifted him into the air, and smashed him down several feet from their table.
Kagome jumped to Sesshomaru and grabbed his hands. She had to stop him from doing further damage. He looked at her for a brief moment then averted his gaze back to the man on the floor. "Consider yourself fortunate, ningen, that you are still alive. Flee while you still can." He never raised his voice, but the icy tone sent fear through everyone present. He could smell it.
The three men reached in their vests. "NO!" Kenta yelled out to his companions. The order forced them to stand down. Kenta stood up and brushed himself off, he met Sesshomaru's cold stare, "We will continue this at another time, freak." They pushed their way through the crowd toward the exit. Kagome had been holding her breath, and finally let it out in relief. She looked to Souta and Ayumi who were drained of all color. The people gawking at the turmoil, lost interest and turned away.
"Damn Kagome, I had no idea that Kenta was such a bastard," Souta's voice broke the silence. Ayumi agreed with her boyfriend, "Gee Kagome, I've never seen him like that, and who were those guys? They looked like a bunch of gangsters! You should really be careful. Maybe we should call the police." Kagome could see the worry on her bestfriends face. She looked back to her mate. He looked as cool as a cucumber, but she could sense his fury. Ever the stoic taiyoukai. He had perfected the art of masking his emotions centuries before they were born. She pulled the palm of her hand gently over his soft cheek. He searched her eyes for the light he needed to calm the storm, which raged inside himself.
True to him as always, her gentle spirit reached out and calmed the youkai within. He could feel the blackness lifting as he melted into her cerulean eyes. Ayumi was relieved to see that Sesshomaru retained control. 'Most men would have been wrestling it out on the floor right now. Of course, Kenta probably knew he'd get his ass kicked.' "Wow, Sesshomaru, you must work out! You threw him like a ragdoll." Souta joined her in an uneasy round of laughter.