Dirty, Sinful, Little Secret
Thank you to all who have taken the time to review so quickly! Some of you greatly inspired me to already begin my chapter four! See, look! Here it is…lol…well anyways…during the weekends I more than likely won't ever be able to write, because I am going to be with my boyfriend all the time…he works at night but he is off on Saturday nights…SO YEAH. Thanks again though, and please keep the reviews coming! They really do inspire writers you know! Your writer: BloodyHues.
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Chapter Four
Ruled by Secrecy
Sesshomaru had been unwilling to leave. He had even gone so far as to escort Kagome to the nearby pond, only to stand by and watch as the beautiful creature bathed herself in rich lavender scents. He had to cock his head to the side, slightly, just so he could see her at a different angle and increase his interest in watching her. He wasn't losing interest in her…no not by far…but he couldn't refrain from wanting to see her in every possible way that he could.
He knew that he could not touch her after she got out of her bathing place. His scent would be on her in an instant and she would once more have to submerge herself in that icy water to rid her of it so that his mutt of a half breed brother couldn't detect it. Sesshomaru didn't mind either thought, and mused at the look on Inuyasha's face if he knew what was happening right beneath his nose. Literally.
The other thought just made him shiver… unnoticeably of course.
Kagome was a sight indeed, and she could feel his golden eyes piercing her skin as she bathed. It would be unnerving if it were anyone else but him. She scrubbed the lavender soap into her hair as well, letting it get all nice and foamy before flipping her hair over and dipping it in the pond, rinsing the suds away. She could feel him still staring when she flipped her hair back. The soft slap of wet hair against wet skin rang out against the waters surface, causing Sesshomaru to twitch and come out of his small trance.
Kagome emerged from the water and stood staring silently at Sesshomaru, who was not being as modest as he allowed his golden orbs to soak in her form. He had taken her so many times before, and he had the right to look upon her, so what was the difference? It mattered not to him, for he would either look at her now or some other time in the same fashion, with or without her knowledge.
She stood there only a minute longer, shifting from foot to foot in her obvious discomfort. She was extremely cold, but she knew better than to complain. This was the longest he had ever stayed…and she had a feeling it had something to do with what had occurred not a few minutes before.
Slowly crouching down she gathered in her hands a towel that lay on top of her little red bag. She dried herself slowly as if this was going to be her excuse for being back so late. It didn't matter, really. The group had given up on asking why she was so late from her baths all the time. She had become increasingly irritated when they continued to question her about her whereabouts.
Not only that, but her little rendezvous with Sesshomaru were causing them to fall behind in Shard hunting. This fact didn't bother her as much as it did the others. Inuyasha was the key one in this irritating mood. He was so in to bringing Kikyo back to life that he didn't care of anything but that. Once he had even threatened to leave them to get the shards himself. Kagome had merely smiled that little innocent smile and told him that without her there, he would never be able to detect a Jewel shards whereabouts.
He had conveniently decided to stay.
Now, she wondered if she should have said anything at all and let him go. It would at least have made it that much easier for her and Sesshomaru…. Wait…what? She pauses in the middle of drying her hair, narrowing her eyes in a slightly confused manner. She knew that she was unhappy with Inuyasha for leading her around like a sick puppy, but when had she started to resent him so much? She would think about it later.
She sifted through her bag, her towel wrapped tightly around her body. She was faintly aware that Sesshomaru was still standing watch over her. The way he had a protective air around him made her smile. He was being kind by staying and making sure that she was alright, but she had managed somehow to stay out of trouble all of the other times that he had just left.
She finally found something that would be alright to wear. A pair of blue jeans, faded of course, with a slight tint of brown and green, the stitching a light tan color. They were her favorite pants at home, and purposely avoided wearing them any time in the Feudal Era. She shuttered at the thought of her beloved jeans getting torn and battered because some demon got a hold of her. Of course… that would be her stupidity.
The shirt was also a brownish grey color, complimenting the jeans in all their glory. It was long sleeved in hopes that it would warm her frail body against the cold night. She undoubtedly had to grab another bra and some more under ware… the previous having been torn and useless at this point in time. Sighing, she got dressed slowly.
When she was done she rounded on Sesshomaru… who was conveniently lounging against the trunk of a rather large tree. She couldn't help but stare at him as he had been doing her for the last past half hour. He was a beauty in his own way now. It was true, she could no longer look to him as if he had a godly beauty about him… it was no longer her perception of him. Though he still had the power and the looks that could kill as well, she could only see Sesshomaru. No god, no Lord of the Western Lands… nothing of that sort. Just plain Sesshomaru.
Her Sesshomaru.
Absent mindedly she reaches up her hand to gently touch the burning bite that had been left by his fangs on the right side of her neck. She didn't know if she wanted to ask or not what it was… she could remember vaguely Inuyasha speaking of it, but she had not been paying attention at that time. It was of no consequence, it was probably nothing. Eyeing him still she finally gives up on her standoffish nature and instead she runs her tongue over her now slightly bruised lower lip. They had gotten in to quite a kissing match, she realized, before it had become a more sensual act.
"Sesshomaru…" She started in a whisper. It was enough. The disturbed note in her voice made Sesshomaru tense up… something that he had found he really didn't like to do around her. She was supposed to relax him, not cause any tension. Still, he was the cause of her being distraught, so she at least had some right. He didn't have to answer… she was already speaking again while nimbly touching that mark upon her neck.
"What…exactly…did you do?" It seemed an innocent enough question on her part. He almost felt bad for his actions of marking her without her agreement.
There goes that almost again.
He pushes himself lazily away from that tree trunk, lumbering closer to her and towering over her form. He could only stare down at her lovely face at first. He couldn't decide exactly how to word it… so he decided the only way he knew how.
"I marked you… as my mate." Sweet, simple, to the point.
Maybe he had been a little too blunt.
Kagome could feel her face draining of color as she paled. Mate? Sesshomaru made…I'm his…wha'? The thoughts kept echoing through her head. What had she been thinking? What had HE been thinking to mark her as his? She hadn't asked for it. She hadn't even wanted it!
Or…did she?
Slowly trying to regain her composure she took a step back, looking into his eyes as deeply as he would allow. He was not telling a lie, that much she knew. The Western Lord never told a lie… as far as she could tell. If it were true… he would be able to virtually command her around like a common house wife.
Oh, now, that would never do.
Placing her hands on her hips she continued to search him yet came up with nothing short of him telling her the complete truth. Exasperated she gives up, settling on the ground next to her bag to begin packing it up for her trip back to the groups little campsite.
The looks she kept giving him were priceless… they made him want to take her over and over again; no matter how crude the thought seemed to be at the moment. She was the epiphany of perfection… and now she was his. Even if she backed down and said she wanted nothing to do with him, there was nothing that she could do about the situation they were in. The only way that a female could ever get out of being mated with an InuYoukai was for her mate to die.
And that was highly unlikely.
Kagome didn't really seem to mind it at all, really. At first the thought of it had made her upset but the more that she pondered on the idea, the more it grew on her. This would make it a bit easier to explain to anyone who was to find out about their little eloping in the forest. At least… she hoped. It might gain her more of a problem, however, in the questions that would come about her being mated to such a prick.
But she couldn't see him as a prick. True, he lived up to his standard of being a lord and killing off those demons and youkai that challenged his authority… and sure… he had tried to kill her and her friends numerous times… but she still just couldn't bring herself to hate him for it. In fact, in a funny way, it made her want to be closer to him.
This was the closest it got.
Standing up she almost wanted to embrace him, but quickly refrained when she remembered that she had to return to Inuyasha and the gang. Instead she could only gaze upon that angelic face that was so good and yet so very evil at the same time. Sesshomaru was itching to just grab her up and take her to his castle in the Western Lands. It would make everything so much simpler.
He knew that he had to dismiss that idea, as painful as it was.
Kagome had her place for now, and he would not take that away from her as well as her right to pick a mate. He could live with her staying around his mutt half brother and that hentai monk, as long as he never caught scent of them aroused by her. He knew he had no control over what happened when he was not present, but touching a mated female was punishable by death.
That was a punishment he was more than willing to dish out.
Kagome was about to turn and leave when he called out her name in a soft, even tone. "Kagome, there are things that this Sesshomaru must explain to you briefly before you take your leave." Kagome could only turn to stare again into the golden orbs of the one who had stolen her heart.
"You are now a mated female. No matter if you are human, you are still mated to me, and therefore no other male shall be allowed to touch you in any way that I deem unnecessary. I shall know when you are angered or endangered, for I will be able to feel your emotions quite easily. There are rules that you must now follow. To break these rules would mean severe punishment for you and death to any male, were one to be involved. You may not sleep next to any male who is not your mate. You must not say anything that would suggest that you are not taken. You must not look any male in the eye who is not your mate, unless that male has made a direct threat or insult to you, your mate, or your respected region. You must hold a new responsibility and stay clear of the lecher. Shall one of his hands wonder near you, I shall personally make sure that the offending limb is removed. You are now the Lady of the Western Lands, and you shall act accordingly. Now, I will take my leave. I expect you here in two weeks time at the exact moment we have met on this day. I bid you a good night and a safe awakening tomorrow."
With that… he was gone.
Kagome stood in stunned silence, taking in everything that he had just forced down her throat. Silently as she began to walk back towards the camp sight, she chanted the things over and over again in her mind so that she would not forget any and slip up. She did not like the way that he was demanding her, but she was not able to get a word in edge wise and would have to wait until she could speak to him the following meeting.
By the time she got back to the camp she was seething and had completely forgotten that she was in a new outfit that her friends had never seen before. She looked up with a red face, eyes blazing in anger, only to see a wary Sango sitting by a fire awaiting her return. Miroku was off to the side with his legs crossed Indian style, face a masked calm as he slept. She really had no idea how he slept sitting up.
Inuyasha, she noticed, was sprawled out lazily on a thick tree branch to hold his wait. A small snoring sound confirmed that he was indeed asleep. Accompanying Sango was Sippo, who had tried to stay asleep it seemed. On a closer inspection she found that he was silently sleeping. She didn't want to wake him but Sango picked him up and placed him on her traveling sleeping mat, covering him with her fur blanket.
She moved back to the fire and motioned for Kagome to take a seat.
"Kagome… I am worried about you. I do not know what is going on, but you are acting differently than the Kagome that I know and love. I still love you as my sister, you know that so don't give me that look, I am just stating that you are being really weird lately. Late night baths that last longer than an hour, the changing attitude into one that seems more unfocused and dreamy, prolonging our stay and procrastinating our Jewel hunting… and tonight you have come back in different clothes that those that you left in. You do not have to justify where you have been or why… just tell me yes or no. Have you really been bathing every time you go out, for the whole time?"
Kagome didn't want to answer. She really just wanted to curl up in her sleeping bag and die… the hurtful look that Sango was casting her way was only caught from the corner of Kagome's eyes. She couldn't look her adopted sister in the eyes… and she certainly couldn't lie to her. So with a resounding shake of her head she moves to her sleeping back, whispering a soft "no" on her way.
She could feel Sango's eyes boring into her back, but she didn't feel like carrying on the conversation. That was as much as anyone was ever going to get out of her with the whole situation. She delved into her mind and brought up the rules she had to remember… and she figured it was probably a good thing that her mother had made her pack that thick black scarf to wear about her neck or everyone would see the mark left there by Sesshomaru. A thought suddenly dawned in her mind as she slipped into the blissful sleep she needed so dearly.
She would have to live by these new rules…these secret rules that only she knew.
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Aha! Well there's another longer chapter…I really am trying to make up for those really short chapters. I hope that I am doing a fairly good job. Please review! The only reason this chapter is already up is because I was so motivated by people reviewing and telling me how my work is! So please, if you like my work, review and tell me! I might start spewing out more than two chapters a day… which is what I did today. So please! And thank you. Your friendly author: BloodyHues.