Authors Notes: Oh god, I've gone and done it now. I'm blushing so hard and can't seem to stop. Well, here's the moment you've been waiting for. The LEMON! Yes, it is finally happening. If you don't want to read it, skip to the next chapter and I'll recap important events in this one for you guys without the sex bit okies? (My friend who read this says she'll never look at me the same again)

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Bad Day

Chapter 22- I'll Take Your Invitation

(guess what song that's from and you'll get a cookie!)

Kagome awoke to darkness. She saw the room was very simple, nothing special about it really. The only thing that really stood out was a portrait of a beautiful woman Kagome recognized as Akari and the fact that there were thick swathes of a thick cloth covering the windows, keeping the light out.

She stretched lazily, wondering why she was in such a room. Looking around, she noticed that in a corner Sesshoumaru sat, sleeping upright in the same fashion Inu Yasha often did. He still wore all his armor and traveling clothes, which were covered in dirt and blood.

The previous night's events came back to her suddenly. Had she really told him she loved him? Had he really saved her? Or was it all some inane dream?

Stepping lightly, Kagome tried to walk for the pitcher of water in the corner, needing something to dry her parched throat.

However, she had only made it a couple of feet before her side flared in pain and she fell to the floor, gasping for breath.

In a second Sesshoumaru was by her side and holding her gently with his one arm.

"It's a phantom pain. In time it will go away," He told her as he began to pick her up carefully. Kagome righted herself with his help and smiled at him shyly.

"Thank you," She told him.

"You're welcome Kagome. It's late," Sesshoumaru said suddenly.

"How do you know?" Kagome asked carefully.

"Because I can smell the midday meal," Sesshoumaru told her. Kagome nodded and watched as he crossed the room and quickly opened one chest and pulled out some pants and a shirt. Kagome turned as he stripped and quickly used a rag to wipe the blood and dust from his body. After awhile she felt a hand on her shoulder and turned to look at him.

"In the chest to the right there are kimono for you," He told her, gesturing to a chest against a wall. Kagome nodded thankfully and quickly walked over to one, glancing over her shoulder. Sesshoumaru was still facing the wall.

Quickly she used a rag to rub some of the gore from her body and then opened the chest and almost gasped.

A beautiful kimono lay on top of a layer of thin rice paper. Kagome lovingly pulled the kimono from the chest and an under robe lay beneath it, as well as an obi.

Kagome quickly traced the patterns and took in the colors. The silk was white, and it seemed like three different types of flower petals floated across the fabric. Kagome looked at the pink, purple, and light blue feather and then lower to the maple trees that lined the hem. Someone had gone through painstaking care to paint this design onto the silk. Kagome quickly stripped and shrugged the under robe on, then the Kimono itself. As she closed it she brought the obi around her midsection and tried to tie it, grunting in the process.

Suddenly she felt a hand helping her gently. Kagome worked her way with Sesshoumaru and finally tied it in a box knot.

Then she felt her hair being pulled back and tied into a single tail.

Finally she turned and smiled brightly at Sesshoumaru.

"Thank you," She said with a huge blush.

"Let go, the children are probably worried," Sesshoumaru said. Kagome felt her cheeks heat up even more at his easy dismissal of her words, but tried to reason with herself.

After all, she could bet it wasn't every day Sesshoumaru had a woman say she loved him. At least she hoped not.

She followed him to a door swathed in the same heavy fabric and watched as he pushed it aside. Suddenly light assaulted her eyes and she blinked several times. She wondered what the light did to Sesshoumaru, who's eyes were more sensitive that hers.

Her opened the door and more light came through, and Kagome followed him as he walked into the garden.

She had never been in this part before, a wall and locked gate had blocked her way. Rin had said it was a forbidden place. Kagome remembered quickly losing interest, but now she wondered if she would have tried harder to get there. The garden was…Well, beautiful. More beautiful than anything she had ever seen. There was a larger pond, and a bridge over it. A small gazebo stood in the center and she thought she saw the basin for bathing ones hands for tea ceremonies there, but it was overgrown with ivy. Everything seemed to have grown of it's own free will, giving it a wild, lush beauty.

Suddenly Kagome realized she was behind and ran to catch up with Sesshoumaru, who was walking ahead of her, not taking in any of the beauty at all. She quickly ran to catch up and saw him walking towards the gate. He deftly made a gesture with his hand and the gate opened. Kagome supposed it was more youkai magic. She followed him out, not noticing the gate closed behind her once more. Sesshoumaru kept walking steadily towards the tea house. Suddenly Shippou yelled something happily and came running towards them.

"Mama, mama! You're okay!" He shouted with his squeaky voice. Kagome fell to her knees and caught him, holding the kitsune tightly to her chest.

"Aisoku, don't worry, I'll never leave you," Kagome told him, tears falling down both her and her kit's cheeks.

Sesshoumaru merely walked on until he had reached the teahouse where Kaede and Kentetsu sat talking amiably.

"I see you finally woke up boy. This is Kaede. She spoke of you and Kagome. I'll assume our little miko is alright?" Kentetsu asked.

Stony silence. Kentetsu sighed as he watched Sesshoumaru watching Kagome. Would they boy never learn? Or had Sesshoumaru already sunk too deep into the cold world of hate and revenge?

"What old man?" Sesshoumaru asked suddenly, as if he had not heard Kentetsu at all.

And suddenly the old youkai realized that was hope after all.

The evening arrived, and Kagome walked into the dining room behind Sesshoumaru. Rin and Shippou held her hands and she listened to their innocent chatter as she looked at Sesshoumaru's back. He hadn't said anything to her since this morning besides what he had to. In fact, he seemed to be in a sort of daze. What was wrong with him? Had telling him she loved him pushed him so far away? Was he disgusted with her?

Despite knowing future events Kagome suddenly felt uncertain and anxious.

She sat on Sesshoumaru's right, kneeling gracefully, and started to notice the servants' weird stares, as if they were suddenly curious as to why she, a miko, was sitting there.

"Excuse me sir, but there are two humans and a crow demon at the gate," A servant began.

"See them in. Let them quickly change and bring them here," Sesshoumaru stated. The servant nodded, rushed, but paused when he saw Kagome.

'Gee, what do I have, a sign painted on my forehead?' She growled mentally. But the servant lowered his eyes quickly and rushed off.

"Kagome, may I compliment you on your lovely attire. That kimono is beautiful," Kentetsu stated. "It seems familiar somehow," He said in a wandering voice, as if he was trying hard to figure out where the kimono had come from.

"It was my mother's Kentetsu, one of her favorites," Sesshoumaru stated simply as he sipped Shochu, his father's least favorite drink and his own personal joy. It was only on shochu he could get drunk, but often did not drink to excess. His own servants distilled sugar cane to make this wonderful drink, and youkai everywhere that had tasted it said that his liquors were indeed the best.

"Oh Sesshoumaru, thank you, I didn't know," Kagome gushed gratefully, suddenly realizing just why the servants were staring at her. She was wearing a former mistresses clothing! And she had slept in Sesshoumaru's room last night, and they had slept well into the day…Everyone was bound to come to the same conclusion.

The wrong conclusion!

Kagome began blushing heavily and accepted a glass of a sweet smelling drink that Sesshoumaru gave her. She gulped it down, her mouth dry as a desert, but when the liquid hit her throat, she was suddenly okay. Her blood warmed and the sweet taste lasted all the way down.

"May I have some more?" Kagome asked respectfully.

"Careful Kagome, that's Sesshoumaru's own shochu, and he makes it stronger than most people," Kentetsu warned.

Kagome however, paid no heed as she accepted another glass. This time she sipped on it, watching Sesshoumaru over the rim of the lid.

Shochu huh? Well, he was drinking it, and quite quickly too. Perhaps demons could get drunk. It would be interesting to find out. So Kagome slowed her intake down, enjoying the warm feeling as it slid down her throat and into hr stomach.

Soon Sango and Miroku came in, followed by Onryou. All were haggard looking and tired. Kagome watched as they sat down stiffly and looked for the food in earnest.

"What happened?" Sango asked.

"Inu Yasha is in a room, it's shielded. Right now he is sleeping off the effects of the incidents," Kentetsu answered, not adding he had placed a sleeping spell on the hanyou.

"Is he okay?" Miroku prodded.

"Oh he's fine, you know, for trying to hurt Sesshoumaru and watching his girlfriend almost kill me," Kagome growled.

Had she drunk more than she thought? What drink was this. Only number two? It must have relaxed her inhibitions enough to where the statement slipped out, but she was still sober enough to feel mortified that she had said something so…Mean.

"Are you okay Kagome? What did Kikyo do to you?" Sango asked in a rush.

"The undead miko merely hurt her. Nothing Tenseiga couldn't heal," Sesshoumaru stated, looking at Kagome coldly.

"Yes, Sesshoumaru helped me last night when I was hurt, but everything else is okay to. Except Kikyo got away," Kagome sighed as she sipped the last of her drink. Sesshoumaru quickly refilled hers and his own.

Kagome had been counting and so far he had drank four cups. How much did it take for a youkai to get drunk? She was hoping for a talk with a drunk him so that maybe she could figure some things out. Her mother had always been very honest about things right after her husband's death when she had drank to much. Soon after her mother had stopped, before she had declined into alcoholism.

"I suppose a good question is where is she, why did she try to kill Kagome, and why did she let Inu Yasha run free like that?" Miroku pondered aloud.

Kagome thought it prudent she didn't mention that Kikyo had actually been aiming for Sesshoumaru.

"We don't know. Perhaps it could have some connection to Naraku?" Kaede asked, hating the question but knowing it had to be said.

"Perhaps. Kagome is a formidable enemy against Naraku, if nothing else than for the fact that she is one of the few willing to oppose him" Miroku stated. Kagome was still watching Sesshoumaru and noticed he said very little. He was on his fifth cup now. He still seemed sober.

Dinner was brought out and Kagome, though off of her period, still enjoyed the daifuku immensely. The sugary sweetness of the strawberries and honey seemed to go with the shochu perfectly.

She drank two more cups of shochu, while Sesshoumaru drank seven more. He had had twelve in all, at least she thought so.

When the end of dinner came she tried to stand and wobbled a bit. Sango went to help her, and Kagome noticed Sango was listing a bit too. Had everyone drank the shochu?

Kagome almost wanted to ask the children just to make sure they hadn't, but then she noticed they had gone to bed.

She was sixteen, she wasn't supposed to be getting drunk.

But there it was. She was drunk off a youkai's liquor. Ancient liquor. Had she only had five cups? Maybe she had had a sixth when she was talking with Kentetsu.

Sango helped Kagome to her rooms and Kagome shut the dor and listened carefully for Sango's door to open and close. When she finally heard the noise, she tip toed from the room and quietly shut the door behind her. Then, listing and wobbling, she made her way to Sesshoumaru's room, she noticed looked around the corner and noticed he was just entering.

Kagome tried to gather her courage, which shouldn't have been hard. Many people had found courage at the bottom of the glass. But for some reason, the butterflies in her stomach wouldn't stop. Kagome hoped that she wouldn't throw up.

Then, before she could chicken out, she walked for Sesshoumaru's door and slid it open and quickly shut it behind her, then looked for Sesshoumaru.

And quickly wanted to leave again.

He was…NAKED!

"Oh my god!" Kagome gasped and quickly turned around. For some odd reason her hands wouldn't work right in opening the door. It was a simple slide open door. She cursed as she tried to get it open, but suddenly she felt the feathery sensation of a hot breath on her neck.

"What are you doing in here?" He growled.

"I j- just wanted t-to t-talk," Kagome stuttered. She turned around and came face to face with a solid chest.

She looked up to his shoulders. Very broad, manly shoulders…

And finally her eyes met his.

"What did you wish to talk about?" He snarled as he moved away from her. Kagome tried not to look below his waist. She told herself she didn't want to, had no desire or curiosity to know. But she still couldn't keep her eyes from straying downward as he pulled some clothing out of the chest.

Oh my God…

She quickly turned away and looked at the wall, her face practically glowing in the dark.

Sesshoumaru noticed this. The alcohol had affected him too much. He had gotten drunk, and honestly admitted it to himself. The last time had been when he had pulled out one of his mother's kimono, trying to find the scent of his just once more, to wrap himself in it and try to feel her embrace again.

Tonight he had seen Kagome in one of his mother's favorite kimono, and he had seen nothing but a beautiful woman. A beautiful, human woman. And he had lost control and let himself get drunk.

"You can turn around now Kagome," He slurred as he sat on his futon. Kagome turned and saw he was just wearing pants and blushed even deeper.

"Well, what did you want to talk about?"

"Well, I wanted to say thank you for saving me again," Kagome said. Sesshoumaru nodded and laid down fully on the futon mattress and let his eyes drift.

"Hey, don't go to sleep, it took me five minutes to try and come in here!" Kagome exclaimed as she marched over to him and poked him in the chest.

Sesshoumaru's eyes flew open and he looked up to the human woman standing over him.

She was one of the few who had ever defied him. One of the few who had ever loved him. Seen him.

Suddenly he yanked her down on top of him and kissed her deeply, savagely. She squirmed atop him, her hands against his bare chest. He wrapped his arm around her like a steel band and deepened the kiss. She was responding.

The alcohol had made him feel warm, but it was nothing compared to the fire that coursed through his body now. Somewhere he heard savage growling noises and was surprised to find they were coming from him. Under his deep baritone he heard mewling noises coming form Kagome's throat.

He pulled his lips away from hers, both of them gasping.

"Please," She sighed as she finally laid still upon his form.

"What?" He teased. He saw her blush. He took in her smooth skin, her swollen lips, the pale column of her neck.

She didn't answer. She didn't have to. Sesshoumaru began nipping at her neck and felt himself spiraling out of control. Soon his nips became harder, more savage as his hand roamed her body. Suddenly he flipped her beneath him and looked down at her. He quickly opened the kimono robe, exposing her breasts to his view, and stopped.

Tears fell from her eyes.

Trying to figure out what he had done wrong, he noticed that one of his deeper nips had drawn blood. The slight wound was right of the juncture between her neck and shoulder.

Gently he leaned down and licked the wound, finding no enjoyment from the taste of her blood (unlike many crueler, more foolish youkai).

When the blood had stopped flowing, he looked up to her face. Her eyes had glazed very and she was panting heavily. While looking straight into his eyes she began to wiggle and squirm. Sesshoumaru groaned and rocked against her, dragging a gasp from deep in her throat.

"Don't…Don't stop," She begged in a whisper.

And Sesshoumaru knew his earlier transgression was forgotten.

Quickly he pulled the kimono from her, not caring anymore that it had been his mother's, just that it needed to get out of his way and NOW!

When she was stripped bare of even the under robe, he looked down at her.

She was so perfect. Her curves were smooth and in the right places, and her breasts a perfect handful. He knelt down and kneaded one with his hand took her other nipple into his mouth, nipping gently. Kagome's hands threaded through his long hair and pulled him even closer. He heard he throaty gasps distantly as he pleasured her.

Soon he pulled back and began to undo his pants, which was hard considering he had only one arm and was more than a little drunk.

Suddenly her fumbling hands pushed his own away and began t untie the pants slowly. She looked him straight in the eye the entire time as she did so, almost like she was challenging him in a way. He had never imagined the pure, innocent Kagome he knew would act so…Brazen!

Soon the pants fell away and Kagome leaned back against the pillows, staring up at him.

Sesshoumaru shrugged the pants off and looked down at her again.

She was flushing down to the tops of her breasts and somehow still managed to look at him.

He spread her legs further apart and positioned himself at her entrance, waiting. She nodded quickly, and he came down and brutally kissed her as he thrust into her, tearing through her maidenhead. He felt rather than heard the cry in her throat, escaping into their kiss and being lost.

And for a moment he couldn't breathe. She was so slick and tight, so ready. He tried to hold himself still, and failed.

Rocking against her, he moved slowly and gently, trying to let her adjust to him. Soon she was moving with him, wrapping her legs around his waist and held him closer to her, angling her hips so he could move more deeply within her.

Soon her gasps turned into throaty cries as sweat drenched them both. He continued kissing her, trying to hold onto everything, but it seemed like everything was leaving him, everything except for her.

She suddenly ripped her lips from his and jackknifed, arching up towards him and screaming his name. As he felt her spasm around him, he let out something akin to a roar as he spilled his seed into her, his one hand clenching hers tightly.

Gasping, he collapsed into her, trying to catch breath. He felt her heart beat erratically in her chest, knew his was doing the same.

"I love you Sesshoumaru," She panted. He supported himself with his arm and looked into her eyes.

"Say it again," He whispered.

"I love you Sesshoumaru," She said, smiling and tracing his stripes.

"Thank you," He said, falling to her side and pulling her close.

Her line replayed through his head as they both fell asleep, sated and exhausted.

'I love you Sesshoumaru'

Authors End Notes: Okay, so yeah, I took the easy way out and made them drunk, but as in real life, sex always leads to complications. Remember, nothing comes easy in this story(otherwise it would be over really quickly). And Joey, no, Kaede and Kentetsu did NOT have sex. They just slept next to each other. It's old person sweetness. There will also be some tastes of Miroku and Sango in the future. Also, when I'm done with this, I might post a prequel, does anyone want one? And Cristina, thankies again. I can't wait to see some of your art! You are awesomeness!

Thankies to: Mysical2249, chryblosom, bluediamond-hime, kat, kitkatthekandybar, sesshyslove, draegon-fire (and no, her dying wasn't what he was sorry for. You'll find out in the next chappy what he was sorry for), catwoman316, AnimeAngelz, Waxynixo, lyn, Joey, Sessomaru Lover, Kina13, Crutches the magic hippie (and I liked the lyrics, thankies lol), Hoshiko Megami, DemonQueen14, EmChi