Interruption

WHAT IS THAT?

Ok, I was doing fine until now. Well, fine in the way that my whole body was burning with something between extreme embarrassment, heady expectation, and lustful anticipation being that I was watching Sesshomaru strip off the fine silk of his garment to reveal his incredibly toned, seriously sculpted, and damn perfect muscles; which flexed and shifted just beneath his alabaster skin as he moved though the most sinful dance of disrobing that I have ever witnessed (not that I have witnessed a male removing his clothing before, but I am absolutely certain that the way he was doing it could not be beat…EVER…by ANYONE...Did I mention that those stripes on his wrists run all the way up his arms and wrap around his shoulders to point like bloody arrows right towards his perfect pecs? Or that there are also some of those delightful stripes on his legs, which curve around his hips and downwards again towards his…and we're back to the problem) But THIS! This was just too much. And I really, REALLY do mean TOO MUCH!

I mean, I thought that when he transformed back into his humanoid form that everything would…I don't know…shrink back into proportion (Not like I was trying to look –there- when he was in his doggy form, but really there was nothing to conceal that particular part; and he is fifty feet tall in that form and –that- just so happened to be the closest thing to my line of vision.). Apparently I was wrong.

Now, I know that I should have looked away, and the fact that I didn't made me almost as bad as him for actually stripping off his clothes in front of me. But I had been caught completely unprepared for such a thing. Not to mention the fact that he is absolutely gorgeous and I don't think that there is any girl in their right mind (or any that isn't in their right mind…or even any that don't even like males in that way…or even a good portion of males) that could have looked away even if they wanted to. I am only human after all.

And to top it all off, I had a pretty good idea of what he was thinking of doing with me in that hot-spring, and I was certain (and the proof was staring me right in the face…literally) that the whole bathing thing was not on his list of priorities. But did he honestly expect that…that…PYTHON…to actually fit in me?

No! No way! Not going to happen!

I gulped nervously and began to back away from him as he stepped into the spring. My arms were wrapped around my chest in a, most likely futile but I would be damned if I was going to let go, attempt to cover my breasts. Under my hands I could feel the burning of my skin and the heavy pounding of my heart, and the only thing I could hear was the panting breaths coming out of me as I strived to pull enough oxygen into my lungs.

"Are you afraid of me, Kagome?" He asked in what was most definitely an amused tone.

"I'm not afraid of you," I stubbornly rebutted. I may have been afraid, but there was no reason for him to know that. Not that he didn't know that because he could read the signals my body was giving out as easily as words on paper; but still. Of course, as I was protesting the idea of me being afraid of him, my sight drifted downwards to the…item…that had stemmed such fear in me. "Not exactly," I mumbled as an afterthought.

Then he did something that I never would have expected in a million years. He laughed. Well, it was more like a throaty chuckle, but it was still very out of character for him. I was so taken back by Sesshomaru's laughter that I was nearly compelled to check his forehead just to make sure he wasn't running a fever. Of course, if I were to do that I would have to give up the still-too-close-considering-we-were-both-naked-but-not-as-close-as-I'm-betting-he-wanted distance between us, and that just wouldn't do.

"Perhaps," he mused as he closed the distance between us before I could even so much as blink and wrapped an arm around me to keep me from backing away from him again, "It is your virginal fear then." He leaned in to me to whisper in my ear, but paused to trace the shell of the delicate appendage with his tongue before speaking again. "That is something which can be remedied."

I shivered despite my resolve not to. There was no need to ponder on the meaning of that statement, and though I was very (notice the HUGE understatement here) tempted to find out just exactly what his remedy would entail, I was still hesitant.

"Maybe…we should think about this?" I choked out as I tried to, unsuccessfully, push him away. Mind you, my lacking success most likely had more to do with my lacking ambition to actually have Sesshomaru's fantabulous body moved away from me at all, more than the fact that he wasn't letting me go.

"Oh, but I have thought about it," He replied as he tightened his hold on me, pressing me firmly against the solid plane of his chest. "I have thought a great deal about it." His voice was a velvety rumble that ensnared me as surely as any net. He placed a finger under my jaw and lifted my face until I had no way to escape the captivating amber of his eyes. "I want to know the feeling of your body wrapped around mine. I want to hear you screaming my name in ecstasy. I want to see passions fire ignited in your eyes and know that I was the cause of it."

And that was the exact moment that I lost all rational thought, any and all will to protest, every notion of modesty or bashfulness; and proceeded to melt into a very undignified and yet very appreciated by him, pile of womanly goo.

All caution had been thrown into the wind. There was nothing in the world then but for me and him and…

"Sesshomaru."

My bashfulness immediately returned. I shrieked and latched on to Sesshomaru to hide my very exposed body. He wrapped me in his arms to ensure that I was covered before he responded to the intrusion.

"This is not the time, hanyou." Sesshomaru's words were laced in ice and conveyed exactly how unappreciative he was for the disturbance.

"No, now is the only time." I had never heard Inuyasha be so stern when speaking to his brother. Annoyed, yes; exacerbated, yes; angry even, but never stern. For a moment I almost had to wonder who the elder of the two was. "You will speak with me, Sesshomaru. Now."

Sesshomaru's growl rumbled through his chest as he glared at Inuyasha. Of course, the whole vibration thing was not helping my situation at all; being that my, now very sensitive, breasts were planted firmly against that chest that was rumbling in such a wonderful way. My eyes began drifting closed in pure appreciation, and my thoughts, once again, became fogged with lust. I would have been more than happy in that moment to completely forget the fact the Inuyasha was there at all, but, of course, I could never be so lucky.

When Sesshomaru realized that Inuyasha had no intention of leaving, his rumbling growls ceased (much to my dismay) and he gave his response.

"Very well." I really hoped that Inuyasha knew what he was doing because by Sesshomaru's less than amused tone, he was treading on very thin ice.

Sesshomaru turned back to face me. His hand lifted to brush gently across my cheek as a reminder that we were not finished with our…discussion. Then he released me from his hold. He waited for a moment for me to sink back under the concealing waters of the spring before he turned and walked back to where his clothing lay abandoned.

As he exited the spring, I was graced with one more wonderful display of Sesshomaru's body, only this time from an entirely different angle. However, what I saw was no less impressive then when he had entered the spring. But it did give me the very unusual compulsion to…bite something. Of course, immediately after I had felt the urge, I shook it away. My mind was just beginning to clear of the fog that Sesshomaru had induced upon me, and I had no intention of lingering in such thoughts. I had things to do after all.

Yes, I had things to do. I just knew that whatever Inuyasha wanted to talk to Sesshomaru about had everything to do with me, and I was not about to let that conversation go on without me being witness to it. Of course I knew that the men wanted their privacy for their manly discussion and that with their demonic abilities there would be no way for me to sneak up on them to eavesdrop, but that wasn't about to stop me. I have my own arsenal of womanly devices to rely on, and that includes asking for help when I need it.

With that in mind, I hurriedly got out of the spring, donned my shed clothing, and started back towards the village. I had a certain little girl with an enchanted mirror to talk to.

I had just made it to the line of trees boarding the spring when a ghostly figure in white emerged from the shadows.

"Kanna!" I stumbled back from the void child in shock, but quickly recovered myself. "Don't do that!" I admonished. "It's really creepy."

"My apologies Lady Kagome, I did not mean to startle you." I found myself once again amazed at the beautiful ring of her voice. Ever since my wish on the Shikon, Kanna had undergone an incredible transformation. Her once blank eyes now contained a sparkle of youthful enthusiasm, and her once hallow voice had gained a cheerful chime that spoke volumes of her newfound joy in life.

"It's alright Kanna. I was looking for you anyways."

"I know." New life or not, the girl still creeped me out, and this was a perfect example as to why. "You wish to see, and I have come to show you."

Creepy or not, she did come to give me exactly what I had wanted. Though I did make a mental note to one day ask the void child about what exactly her abilities entailed, I shrugged away my momentary discomfort about her knowing what I had wanted from her and looked upon the mirror that she raised in front of me. The shifting surface of the enchanted mirror began to give way to image, and I took a deep breath in preparation for what I was about to be shown.

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Short? Yeah I know, but I am highly embarrassed right now for what I actually did write. So give me a little break. Still, bad, BAD Inuyasha! What timing you have! Geeze, if that were me in the hot-spring with Sesshomaru I would have 'sat' the hanyou unconsciousness so that I could have my way with the hunky demon lord. But it wasn't me…sigh…what a shame.

Anyways…now that my mind is officially in the gutter and most likely will remain there for a very long time…I must say goodnight.

Until next time

ShadowsWeaver1

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any of the characters I am about to weave into my web of chaos. Any and all definitions (with the exception of those cited specifically) have been taken directly from Wikipedia the online encyclopedia because I am far too lazy to do any further research to support my Inuyasha obsession.