Okay I know you all hate me for taking my precious time making this chapter, but I have my reasons…like my boyfriend dumped me and I just didn't have enough time on the comp to type this up, but I won't disappoint you. I will put a little lime in here for you and maybe in the next time full blown lemon, but I don't know…I may wait a while and let you all suffer! Mwahahahahahaha!
Ayame turned away from the man sleeping next to her. She was angry that things weren't going as well as they should have been. She hated the fact that he wouldn't talk, but sit there and stare at her. When she reminded him that staring was rude he'd just smile and say 'would you rather me pin you?' She knew he said it to get under her skin, but something made her believe he actually meant it. She sighed and sat up. She couldn't sleep any more. She had to get away from Sesshoumaru and maybe even off this mountain. Maybe she'd be lucky and he'd lose his way forever. No. She promised him she'd stay by his side for this journey and a promise was a promise, but she had to get away. Just for a little while. Ayame stood and walked off leaving the sleeping demon by him. She was sure he didn't mind. If he did to be truthful she didn't really care as she came to a ledge near where they had camped out. She had to release the pain she was feeling. She had to go forever.
"Oh moon goddess why me?" she asked out loud.
Would the great goddess of her people answer her? Or would she be just as confused as when she left Sesshoumaru?
Sesshoumaru's eyes popped open when the scent of iris disappeared. He sat up and looked around a bit confused as well as tired.
"Where the hell is she?" he thought.
He stood and sniffed the air for her. The wonderful scent of iris blew from the east. She had to be at the ledge. Flashes of Ayame falling off the ledge flew past his mind and Sesshoumaru ran at full speed towards where she was.
Ayame turned and saw Sesshoumaru standing behind her panting.
"What the hell? Why are you here?" she asked.
He stood there completely silent for a moment.
"I was worried about you…I thought you had fallen," he answered and added, "It wouldn't suit if the one who was helping me died suddenly."
Ayame took a step back.
"Is that all I am to you? 'The one helping you?' Is that all I am to you?" asked Ayame.
She was angry. She was hurt. She didn't even realize everything she was saying. She was blinded by the need to scream that she was hurting. That she was being pushed beyond her capacity. That she needed to be loved by some one. That she wanted to be loved by him.
"What else could you be?" asked Sesshoumaru.
He didn't understand what she was so angry about. What was going through her mind? She should be happy that he was worried about her. What more could she ask for.
"I don't know, but stop using me! I am tired of being used! I want some one to care about me! I hate this feeling! It's ripping me apart!" she replied angrily.
What made her so angry? What had he done so wrong?
"I'm not using you," he said calmly.
"You aren't are you? That's a laugh," she said, "Every one…every one uses me."
She laughed then. She was pissed. Sesshoumaru took a step toward her and she stepped back.
"No!" she exclaimed angrily, "Don't touch me!"
"Ayame come here you're about to fall," said Sesshoumaru.
"I am going to fall is what you mean," she said tears in her beautiful eyes, "I am going to fall and you are going to have to find the sorceress yourself. That is all you care about."
"I care about you too," he thought, but would not voice it.
"Ayame you don't want to do this. Think about your people," said Sesshoumaru.
"Why? They never think about me!" she almost screamed.
"They shouldn't have to. You're their leader. You are to take care of them not the other way around," said Sesshoumaru.
"Well I don't want to anymore! I can't do this any longer! Every time I try to do this I die! Every time I give every one what they want I lose myself! What about what I want?" she asked, "Am I important to?"
She took another shaky step back.
"Of course," he answered, "If you were to die your people would be lost."
"What about you Sesshoumaru? Would you be lost?" asked Ayame.
Sesshoumaru's shoulders slumped. He couldn't answer her. He didn't want to. If he did he would lose his strength like he saw his father lose his. He would die just for her. He would kill just for her. He didn't like the thought of being like the human scum that ran around frolicking like infants.
"I thought as much," said Ayame spitefully, "Bye."
She jumped. She felt herself leap through the air, but she didn't fall and she didn't feel earth beneath her. She opened her eyes and found herself swinging. She hit the side of her arm against the face of the ledge and bruised it. She could feel thick warm blood trickle down it.
"Not so fast," said Sesshoumaru.
He held onto the strap of her top and began to pull it up cursing himself when he smelt her blood. He pulled her up even with her screaming and clawing at his hand and when he got her to land she fell on top of him and sobbed hitting him in the chest.
"Why? Damn you why?" she asked screaming.
She hit his chest with her balled up fists until they hurt and just began to cry. Sesshoumaru slowly put his arms around her. He wouldn't have if it weren't for this, but it came almost natural like if he didn't do it she would lose control. He sat up and lifted her against him cradling her like a child in his arms. He rested his face in her hair the scent of iris making his mouth dry. He didn't know how long they sat like that nor did he care. When she looked up at him with those big green eyes in wonder he could only lean down and kiss her.
"Sesshoumaru!" she grumbled against his lips.
She tried to push him away but he grabbed her wrists and pinned them down to her side. Soon she couldn't help, but kiss him back and he became gentler with the passionate kiss. When his tongue outlined the opening of her mouth she parted it allowing their tongue to dance with each other. Sesshoumaru leaned over and pinned Ayame to the ground with his body. He could feel the bulge in his pants grow like the need to have her. His hand slid up and he grasped her breast through her top. She began to struggle again. Sesshoumaru sat up quickly. He was about to lose control. Ayame laid beneath him a bemused look on her face. He stood and didn't even help her up as he walked away from her and away from the temptation to take her even with out her permission.
Okay so what do you think? I need feedback! Flames are welcome here because it helps me to become a better writer! I'm thinking lemon in the next chapter or maybe just more lime I'm not sure. I'll give the people what they want though because in the next chapter Sesshoumaru finally meets this sorceress and he learns more about Ayame. Love you all Ayame-chan!