Innocent Kisses in the Rain
January 15, 2004
/Hello, greetings, it's me, an outlaw/
The storm crackled outside the window. Sesshoumaru sighed and trained his attention back to his school work. Claustrophobia suffocated him in the large room. He stood abruptly and decided to take a walk.
Impatiently he yanked the hair band out of his wheat-silver hair and let it caress his shoulders in a normally soothing fashion.
The wind whipping in his face was far more fulfilling.
He glanced up at the stormy sky and didn't bother calling out a farewell to his busied and aloof family.
'Perhaps I could visit Kagome's family. It is far happier.'
His hand raked through the invisible knots in the platinum sheet of perfection as he growled at himself and his traitorous thoughts. 'No, because Inuyasha and Father and I belong nowhere.'
/ I ask you, my love, to accept happiness. /
Kagome tossed at the jump of thunder. She felt uneasy. It wasn't just her run-of-the-mill jitteriness round black clouds and heavy rain and stark lightening and booming sky-roars… She felt a tug. The tug of someone's heart, it seemed.
Crawling out of bed, she bit down on the side of her cheek, glancing at the door wonderingly. Her mother would not let her out at this hour, in this weather.
Kagome had never had to sneak out before.
Kagome had never wanted to. Especially on a nasty night such as this. But… It was only 6:45. She could be back…
Her hands circled hr neck and pulled her hair up in a nervous ponytail. She exchanged her optimistic short sleeved T-shirt for a long sleeved sweater-type with a jacket thrown over the top.
And her mom, who was in her room, did not see Kagome rush toward a centerpiece that was alerting all her seeming buried instincts.
/ Hello, it's me, Picasso; I sent you a beep, and I'm brave /
/ But you should know that I'm not asking for anything from you. /
Would the sky never calm? He stuffed his hands in his pockets and contemplated the gray pool swimming above him.
But it always felt like there was a light at the end of the tunnel. A sweet light that always smiled. But it was a thought that faded as soon as it surfaced, and it disappeared back into the ugly cloud coverage promptly.
He sighed as the rain turned to ice and his breath turned to smoke before him. The stars would not come out tonight. Sometimes the light became shut out so rudely you were caught completely off guard.
Kicking a lost stone, he listened for city sounds. But he was in Kagome's territory now, and everything was peaceful and smooth, even during a thunderstorm.
Sometimes he expected flowers to grow in her footsteps. He could almost remember a time when they did.
He tossed his head disdainfully as his thoughts led him away from his current predicament.
"I should go home." He sighed. To the sharp-tongued Inuyasha and the seat the painfully reserved Taisho-sama.
The hail pounded harder in protest. He spotted the park up ahead. Dare he seek comfort from a tree?
Resigned, he walked forward, ignoring the brilliant glistening of light at the very edge of his vision where the mighty shrine sat. Waiting to be seen and enjoyed.
/ You want to leave but you don't want to take me /
/ You don't want to take me… /
/ Your face and the love from the linden trees /
/ And I remember your eyes. /
Kagome almost tumbled down the steps, searching for something she somehow knew was there.
Shaking dark strands out of her eyes and wiping a damp olive-toned hand across her eyes, she continued on. She wished she had brought an umbrella, but she doubted it would have held out under the ice shooting from the heavens.
Her walk turned into a jog as she glanced sharply back at her house. She hoped her mother didn't notice her absence.
She almost slipped on the ice and cursed at her own inconvenient clumsiness.
And then she saw him. He perched on a swing, wearing his school uniform it seemed. His hair dangled in wet dreadlocks round his face, and still he was beautiful.
He glanced up when she stepped from the asphalt to the sidewalk to the grass to the gravel.
She looked at him curiously and took another step forward.
Always another step forward.
He nodded at her in acknowledgement, beckoning her to join him. She did appreciatively, sitting on a swing beside him. She smiled when he looked at her, but when she was unaware, he glanced at her solemn face.
"My mother doesn't know I'm here." She poke suddenly, and then fell silent. Lightening flashed through the transparent rime. Kagome fought not to jump as thunder followed it with a drawn out purr.
/ I call you to tell you what I feel, right now /
/ Hello, my love, it's me, your happiness. /
"I did not tell my ignorant brother, nor my careless father where my destination was, either." He agreed almost too long to properly contribute to the conversation that was supposedly dropped.
She nodded and her hand itched to take his.
A sigh shuddered through his idle body, and he watched it steam into eternity before him. The white wisps looped away into an abyss formed in the pinnacle of the sky, unknown to humans.
"I thought I would find you here." She said, offering an "I-want-nothing-in-return" smile.
He knew she could sense his appreciation through his cold façade.
"I thought I was looking for something." A smile threatened to ruin his reputation as he added in a near laugh, "a light." At the end of the tunnel. A smiling light that reappeared with your face.
She blinked in confusion but did not question him. She was very wise.
"I'm glad I found you." She said instead, this time taking his hand. He did not protest. Sometimes he thought he should.
"My cat, Bouyo, was anxious to stay inside today. I'm so silly for not taking the hint. I didn't even notice the clouds on the horizon…" She laughed gently at herself. It seemed like a situation to be reverent during. The storm added a sense of quiet voice significance to the world.
He was glad for her simple, mild talk. It soothed his from his stress every time. Sometimes he thought it shouldn't.
"Do you want to go to my house?" She asked, forgetting completely that her excursion had been in secret in the first place.
He shook his head silently.
"No. It's getting late. I still have things I need to do." She looked down.
"Perhaps tomorrow we will do something." He seemed to muse. Another grin parted her lips. He admired her lips, though sometimes he thought he ought not.
/ I sent you a beep, and I'm brave /
/ But you should know that I'm not asking for anything from you. /
They both stood at the same moment, their souls tamed and their odd instincts settled.
"I'll see you tomorrow?" Kagome asked. He nodded, his eyes flashing with an amiable light. Though - hers were always filled with light. Because her eyes were the light. The one at the end of the tunnel.
She turned to go and he unconsciously reached out to grasp her jacket. He jumped at his own movement, but his hand was unwilling to let her go.
Still, he met her frazzled cocoa orbs with confident indifference, a shield flying up to protect his vulnerable emotions.
She let a tolerant, happy spark puddle in her eyes as she stepped back into his immediate vicinity.
He was surprised when he had to consciously battle a disturbingly familiar possessive growl from his throat at her compliance.
Suddenly he closed the distance between them and embraced her tightly. Unbeknownst to them, his eyes flittered with crimson for a single instant as he felt her against him… once again…
It seemed suspiciously like de ja vu. He swallowed dryly as he felt her return the endearing gesture.
He was so startled when he felt her weight shift into her toes as she leaned up - he almost sprung backwards. She froze when he tensed, and he let himself relax reassuringly. But she was dissuaded and left stripped of any confidence.
When her lips touched his skin, they met his cheek, not suffice to a beast's unnatural hunger within him. He closed his eyes and let himself enjoy it, and then he felt her pull away bashfully.
She looked down in embarrassment. She had, after all, just initiated a kiss with Sesshoumaru. She spun and danced out of his reach before he could pull her back again.
/ You want to leave but you don't want to take me /
/ Your face and the love from the linden trees /
/ And I remember your eyes. /
"Goodnight, Light." He called softly after her, and he was surprised when she peeked over her shoulder as if to check to make sure she heard him right.
He shook his head at his own foolishness and tossed her a smile before turning away himself.
The hail reverted back to rain and accompanied him with numerous chastisements back to his father's house.
Still, he could not stop smiling, despite himself and his frostbit shields.