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Breaking the Wild

Chapter Three

Only Time

Kagome's mother had freaked when she heard that Kagome wanted Sesshomaru to sleep in the hut. Mainly, in her room. She knew for one that Sesshomaru would not give in easily to sleeping with other slaves, especially if he did not view himself as such, and it was out of the question to chain him up like some wild animal outside. It just wasn't humane, in Kagome's eyes.

Her mother had stated quite bluntly that he wasn't human. This had made Kagome scoff. So he's a demon, she couldn't understand the big deal. Her mother had countered with the fact that he wasn't just a demon, he was a TaiYoukai… and InuTaiYoukai to be exact. What a mouth full. Kagome had simply shook her head and said that if he was to sleep outside chained up, she would sleep out there with him.

Her mother's mind had changed extremely fast. It was funny how those kinds of things work out. You could find now, an extremely odd sight. Sesshomaru sits crosslegged with his back straight and pushed against the furthest wall away from the young miko. His eyes are the tiniest of slits, smothering Kagome in their golden depths.

Her chocolaty hues battle his intensely as she stretches out across her bed, laying on her stomach. Being pitch black outside, candles glow softly in the room, pushing away the shadows. All of the shadows except for the ones that enveloped half of her new "slave's" body. She muses to herself at how it gives him a dangerously seductive appearance.

Her soft tanned skin stretches across taut muscles, built from years of running around outdoors working and training. She hated fighting, though… it just wasn't in her blood as it was her sister Kikyou's. Nudging one fist under her chin to help prop herself up to get a better view of him, she smiles slightly. Leave it to her to try and make every situation friendly.

Long glossy coal locks pool around her body, slipping off of her shoulders to tickle softly at the bed's sheets while the rest of it's length spreds over her back to it's small, only then slipping off to crowd her small hips with its luxury. She narrows her eyes to meet his look, a glint lighting in her eyes.

Maybe she had bought him to amuse her, she couldn't tell. She just knew at this particular time that she actually had someone to joke around with, even if he never responded or just didn't like her jokes. He had to listen. Well… she would never force him to, but it was just expected.

So here she was, already messing with him and his scowling mood. He stares at her, she stares at him. That's the way it was working. She could stay like this all night, and she knew he could as well. Neither one of them had anything to do in the morning and it was painfully obvious that neither one of them were going to give up in the staring contest.

Without really thinking about it, her eyes fall away from his momentarily to trail across the liquid silver locks that encased his muscular frame. The tattered clothes that he wore were to be replaced tomorrow when she takes him into the market, but he would have to live until then.

She sighs to herself, trailing her orbs now over the sharp yet handsome face. She couldn't help but relish at the thought of how soft his skin must be. Finding herself resisting the urge to crawl off of her bed and over to him to caress his face with her hands, her eyes move on to the next thing.

His chest, even though concealed by cloth, was obviously toned and rock hard, as well as his stomach. She again feels the same urge as before and automatically lets her eyes fall to his lap where she immediately begins blushing and flashes her eyes upwards to meet his once more. At first they appeared emotionless as always and then her frustration and embarrassment increased when she sees a hint of satifactory amusement.

Fighting the momentary want to stick her tongue out at him she lets her cheek fall to the soft mound of cloth that beckoned to her head every night. Her eyes remain locked with his as she is able to gain back her composure. Thinking that maybe the amusement was her imagination for he showed no hint of it now, she gnaws softly on her lower lip, complexed by this being before her.

Finally becoming flustered at the fact that they had been lock eyed for the last past hour, she shifts with a huff. "Are you ever going to say a word? Seriously, you can not go through life not speaking a word, can you?" She widens her eyes to get her point across, lazily waving her hand to draw his concious attention if it were not there with her.

He twitches. Barely a movement beneath his left eye, but she catches it and grins again. She was at least getting some sort of response out of him! That was an improvement from nothing at all. Running her small pink tongue over her full lips she shakes her head just barely, the movement halfway snuffed by the bed she was laying on.

"If you asked politely as I know you can, I would get you a sleeping mat to rest on. It wouldn't be much… but as comfortable as mine right now. I can make it softer for you. I have a gift for it." If she had been expecting a response from him, whether it be about her joke or an actual answer, nothing was offered.

Growling irritably she snuggles further into her make shift bed, curling her arms upward to push the bundle of cloth closer together to get a better rise for her head. Mumbling about intolerable people that are too quiet she resumes staring at him silentely. Kagome… so intent on finding out this InuTaiYoukai and his emotionless state, could only think of how to do it.

Sesshomaru on the other hand was desperatly fighting the urge to jump up and attack her. To sink his fangs into the tender flesh of a virgin and suck in the thick, rich blood that he could sense pulsing beneath the thin layer of nothingness. Surprising himself, he flinches. Aware that she had seen it, he places that cold mask back on his face at once.

The many emotions that fly across her face he found amusing. Usually he hated humans and their petty emotions, but it was not bothering him now. He didn't even try to tear her throat out when he had caught her looking further downward than what made even her comfortable. He let his amusement show.

Now he watches as she fluffs up the fabric she used as a pillow and her defiant stare met his again. Interesting creature. Most wouldn't even dare look at him, let alone let him stay in their chambers at night. Thinking of how easily he could snap her neck, he lets his eyes smirk. Yes, this could possibly turn out to be fun.

He watches as her eyes flutter sleepily and she fights a yawn. It was drawing late into the night and the sun would be rising soon. Triumphantly he scrutinizes her as she drifts off into sleep. Thinking he would have no more problems from her being awake, he stretches his arms above his head, tongue slipping out to loll momentarily like a dog before he turns into that statue once more.

Raising a brow at the deeply sleeping Miko, he blinks. He didn't need to rush her trust. It would come easily. And it would be her downfall.

"I only have time, little miko." He mumbles out before letting his eyes wander out a window.

Sorry everyone, I got really irritated with writing in past tense, and so did most of my readers… so I switched in a way I hope is appropriate. Please tell me what you think, and thank you! Sorry for the long wait… and hello to all of my Single Spark readers! I love you all! Hehe. ---- BloodyHues.