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Chp.3: Our reason to dream...

Sesshomaru lay on the bed...staring up at his ceiling..waiting..but for what? What exactly did he expect to happen. The women to just appear from thin air? But then what would happen? He chose to live a life a solitude when he first became Youkai of the western lands. It's just that the weight of his decision never dawned upon him this hard till now. He swallowed a lump of loneliness down and closed his eyes...and imagined. What he wouldn't give to have her lithe body wrapped around him. Hiding his hurt, his anger at the life he was destined to lead...
"Sesshomaru..." she whispered in his ear.
"Yes. my sweet?"
"SESSHOMARU?" said the rough voice of Jaken, interrupting his promising dream. Sesshomaru jolted to a wake and stared down at the confused goblin. Did he just answer Jaken saying what he thought he did? There was a confused and embarrassing silence between them.
"ah hem...err...Sorry to wake you my Lord but your scouts have spotted Naraku and Inuyasha fighting. Shall we go have a look at the situation?"
Sesshomaru rubbed his smooth chin and stared down at the dark blue sea of covers on which he slept. What difference did it make to observe the fight anyway? It would just lead to his disappointment once more. But what else was their to do. And anyway Rin hadn't been out today.
"Prepare Ja---" He stopped mid sentence as he realized that women might be their. He might get to see her. who knew, maybe even talk.
"Yes My lord"
"We shall leave right away."

Kagome's mind kept on leaving the fight and returning back to the demon. And it was dangerous to take her mind off of what was happening since one mistake could be the end of her life. Goodness, it was just his pained expression that made her long to make that gorgeous face smile.

Nakaku's tentacle's lashed every which way. Inuyasha was knocked out over by a tree and no matter what Sango did her boomerang just wasn't enough. Miroku's hand was practically useless since earlier Naraku had released the poisonous insects and shippo,...well he's just a fox. Her arrows kept missing aim as well. Finally Nakaku hit Sango in the chest and Miroku's arm broke. Now only shippo and her were well enough to battle. Shippo stood on her shoulder hiding in her hair.
"Ah, so it seems that I must take down Inuyasha's wench as well" said the menacing voice of Naraku.
"I do have a name you know, Kago---mehhhhh..." Naraku snatched her with his tentacles and squeezed. She screamed at the soaring pain now in her ribs but a flash of silver hair caught her eye. She saw just in time to see she was falling on something soft before she blacked out and all was darkness in the world.

Sesshomaru slashed at Naraku's tentacles and let Kagome fall in his cloud. That was close, he thought. If he had been there a moment too late she might've...he didn't want to think of that. Rin hadn't come along because it was too dangerous and Jaken had stayed to babysitt her (Even though Sesshomaru had many maids who could have done the same) so now she was all to himself. He dared to steal a glance at her and nearly melted. He noticed that she was girl, maybe late teens but just as beautiful as a young women. A lock of black her fell across her curved red cheeks. Sesshomaru carefully moved the strains away (cause trying to be gentle with claws that long can be tedious) and stared gingerly at the long slender of her neck of which he had an insane impulse to bite. He noticed a cut in her blouse above the navel of her stomach. It exposed a smooth patch of pale skin that must have the softness he knew it held.
She softly moaned and he stiffed turning immediately away.

Kagome opened her eyes to see the demon guy from the day before. His silver hair blew majestically like a shroud of glitter before the moon. The demons eyes were opened and stared over the land. She realized they were riding on something extremely soft. It was a cloud. Too tired to realize what she did she reached out to touch that long thick hair of his. And it was as soft as spiders silk. Kagome watched wondrously as it fell back like a velvet curtain into place. At this he turned and brown met gold. He turned away and sighed. She closed her eyes again and went back to sleep hoping that wherever he took her would be just as soft as this cloud they were on...

Was that a little too descriptive? Sorry, sorry . Drama will begin soon. Sometimes I kind of get carried away.