In Under Deep

A.N. Yay! I am finally updating this story! It will be slowing down now. Ten months have passed and things are going to start happening. I am really glad people are liking this story. Fills me with joy. Remember! I love reviews guys. So let me know what you all think!

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'Shark steaks!' Kagome thought while making a hasty exit out of the lab. 'I will make steaks out of that fish!'

Why did Tom have to ask that? She knew Sesshoumaru didn't like humans. Sure, he tolerated her, but he wouldn't even sit next to her at the mess hall. Perhaps she should have kept that small bit of information to herself, instead of sharing it with a great white.

'I don't think I will be able to look him in the face after this.' Kagome finally got to the cat walk and started punching in the code to open the heavy steel door. 'Maybe I should have stayed and just played it off…No, he would have been able to smell the shift in my scent and make a bigger deal out of it!'

The only good thing she could made of this is that he probably didn't really know why she took off. 'Hopefully, he never will either.'

Kagome started pushing the large lever down so that she could made a full escape when a large clawed hand halted any further movement.

"Wait."

After seeing an amusing display of huge fish nudging each other, Sesshoumaru decided to see why Kagome had taken off. He took in the air around the lab and deciphered her sweet scent from all the other smells of chemicals and sea water.

Locating the direction she had darted off to, Sesshoumaru sped out of the lab and down the corridor. Within seconds, he paused behind the pretty petite empath and covered her tiny hand with his larger one.

"Wait," he told her softly. Sesshoumaru could feel both their auras crackle with the close contact. The feeling not unpleasant, instead, causing a visible shiver to run up his spine. It ended at his scalp, causing small, fine hairs on his neck to stand on end.

He watched the tops of her covered breasts rise and fall in rapid session due to her hasty retreat earlier. Her quickened heart beat echoed in his sensitive ears. Sesshoumaru subconsciously leaned forward and breathed her fresh scent into his flaring nostrils.

God, she smelled good.

The warmth of her small body felt nice against his. His inner beast seemed to agree. Why was he acting this way? Sure he has been attracted to her, but to now feel this longing for her touch again? The only thing he could deduce of these confusing desires was it became even stronger when she connected to his mind. They didn't see into each others heads, but it was the touch that seemed to brew fire into his nerves. Not an unpleasant feeling, but it made his yearning for Kagome become ten-fold.

With his free hand, he reached around and captured her cute pointed chin in his fingers. Sesshoumaru turned her head to the side, effectively pinning her wide deep blue orbs with his fierce amber ones. "Why did you run, Kagome?"

Kagome took a step back, making her back press up against his firm chest. She could feel his body heat flow off of him like a radiator, warming her cooler skin. "I-I…," she hesitated, not wanting to reveal the real reason for leaving. "I don't want to talk about it."

A mischievous grin displayed the tips of his razor sharp fangs while he removed her hand from the lever and fully turned her around to face him. Sesshoumaru didn't let Kagome go. He re-pinned her frame to his and secured his arm around her narrow waist, trapping her. "You may not want to, but you will."

Kagome quaked in his tight embrace. Her pink lips parted to speak, but no sound left them. She could only feel ensnared by his beautiful sun colored irises and the wide wicked grin. A light blush spread nicely on her soft cheeks. The close contact with his perfect body made her feel flustered.

Sesshoumaru inhaled deeply again. This time taking in the spicy scent of her arousal. His demonic side howled in pleasure. It liked this woman in his arms and felt joy in the fact that she desired him. Even he had to admit the growing attraction for her wasn't revolting to him anymore. The past few months with such close contact had softened him. At first he considered this unacceptable, a weakness, but now... It just seemed that over the time of working by her side in the past ten months, her beauty and wonderful scent went from being mildly pleasant to distracting. Sesshoumaru found himself looking forward to spending time with her at work, just so he could smell her. It slowly dawned on him, 'It is like an addiction...her scent...her body...,'

He shifted his gaze to her parted lips and felt an intense need to taste them…to feel the softness that seemed to draw out his baser instincts. Overwhelmed by the sudden appearance of his demon nature, Sesshoumaru gave into his desire and slowly lowered his lips to hers.

Kagome's eyes widened, realizing his intent, but made to move to stop him. A deep part of her wanted this. She wanted him to kiss her. The moment his lips sealed hers, she felt her soul rejoice. Her first kiss…

After few moments of brushing her satiny smooth lips with his, Sesshoumaru gently parted his own and slid his thin canine tongue over her closed mouth. He smirked when she opened up to his light prodding. Swallowing her pleased sigh, he explored her mouth, carefully at first, not wanting to scare her away. When he felt Kagome's delicate hands run up his chest to lock around his neck, he groaned his approval and pressed his mouth firmly to hers.

Kagome drank all he had to offer in his rare moment of tenderness. When she felt Sesshoumaru deepen the kiss, she lightly moaned, enjoying the small tingles forming in her lower abdomen. Her body begged for more of him and Kagome unconsciously pressed her breasts into his firm build, wanting to become one with him.

She felt a vibration and realized it was coming from the dog demon embracing her. The sound was soft, but the sensation carried through her body, making every muscle go on the verge of a jelly like stasis. Kagome found she loved the feel of his contented growl and pressed further into his chiseled body.

Sesshoumaru ran his claws through Kagome's midnight tresses while leaving his other arm around her. Slowly, he backed her up, pressing her to the metal wall. The kiss never missing a beat during the movement, becoming hungry and needy. He felt his large member become hard with desire and couldn't help but grind into her concave belly. To his delight, Kagome whimpered and pressed back into him. Sesshoumaru felt one of her slender legs run up the side of his which prompted him to reach down and lift her knee, enjoying the new access to her heated arousal. He drug his sharpened nails lightly against her silky thigh as he ran his hand up, pushing the gauzy fabric of her skirt away...

A loud electronic beep echoed out and the heavy metal structure swung open. Nicole stepped through, ear phones embedded into her ears and heavy metal music blasting. She didn't hear the straining moans, grunts, and growls. Instead, Nicole got a nose full of strong arousal and the visual of two individuals having an intense make-out session.

"Whoa!" she started, taking in the situation.

Sesshoumaru and Kagome swiftly broke apart. While he put on a air of indifference, Kagome looked like her mother just walked in on her during sex.

Nicole, with her fun loving nature of course, found this very entertaining.

"Well," she stepped around the startled pair with a wide smile. "Don't mind me! Just continue on." With that , the dragon briskly made her way down the corridor. Before Nicole was out of earshot, she called over her shoulder, "You go girl!"

Kagome, already flushed from the heat of her situation, turned a deep cherry. She shifted her stunned gaze back to Sesshoumaru and found him staring at her. The look in his eyes reminded her of a predator about to pounce on his prey.

"Umm..," she squeaked, "I n-need to get to bed."

Sesshoumaru sent her a wicked smirk, but regally nodded his head.

Kagome inched to the door and slipped through it. She crossed the cat walk, adjusting her disarrayed clothing. 'Perhaps a cold shower is in order.'

Sesshoumaru let her get well ahead of him. His blood boiled with need and he took advantage of the solitude to cool down. He secretly thanked Nicole for her unscheduled appearance. Not really welcomed, but if they kept the pace going, he was sure he would have taken her luscious little body right there in the hall.

Taking a few more much needed deep breaths, Sesshoumaru went through the heavy door as well. 'No sleep for me,' he snorted. His painful erection would see to that.

Water….

Cool salt water surrounding her heated body.

Kagome didn't feel it, though. Strong stripped wrists tightly embraced her aroused body, while a silky long tail wrapped around one of her legs. She wasn't idle. Her hands roamed, touched, and memorized all of the bare perfect flesh that currently caged her quivering frame. An unwrapped leg tightly locked around a water slick waist.

Kagome couldn't see it, but felt his well endowed erection brush against her hot core. Between the chilled water and her own natural wetness, he slid easily over her, hitting all the right places. A moan escaped the confines of her slender throat, while a long thin tongue ran up it.

"Let me take you…let me be one with you…," the baritone voice murmured next to her ear.

"Yes," Kagome murmured. "Oh, yes…"

She lazily opened her eyes, looking into the heated gaze of Sesshoumaru's golden orbs. Kagome boldly closed the distance between their lips, locking them in a searing kiss.

Sesshoumaru's heavy length slipped down one last time and positioned himself at her welcoming entrance. With a gentle push, he started to slide his hard shaft into her….

Kagome's eye shot open, taking in the darkness that was her room. She glanced to the only source of light and stared, hypnotized by the wavy designs caused by the water and lights. A jagged sigh left her aroused swollen lips.

"A dream…"

What a wicked dream it was, too. Kagome groggily lifted her head and took in her haggled appearance. A sheet tightly wound around one leg exposing her sweat drenched tank top and panties. Moving the other limb, she noticed sweat wasn't the only thing dampening her under garments. She flopped her head back against the goose down pillow. 'Great! Now I need a bath.'

Kagome glance over at the clock and huffed. It read four in the morning. No. No bath right now. Instead, she slid out of the bed and changed her clothing.

"Damn that demon!" she fussed.

Kagome would safely admit the tall demon wore her out mentally and physically. First, he acts like she doesn't even exist. When he does, it could be compared to an act of God. Then, he has her up against the wall with very wet dreams as an after effect. Well, she couldn't really complain. Her first kiss was beyond fantastic. It made her body burn for him. Just…right now, she needed to think all this stuff over. Physical touch of this nature was very new to her. Never in her life had anyone showed any interest in her. Just about everyone either feared her or were 'just friends'.

Sesshoumaru wasn't even classified as a really good friend. Kagome tried many times to get the stoic demon to open up. Every time she thought she had accomplished her goal, it only back fired in her face. So you can understand her confusion over this new found desire he had shown toward her. Sure, she desired him too, but she didn't know if he meant well or just wanted her for sex. Why would a creature as beautiful as him want someone plain like her?

Sighing, Kagome trudged back to her bed. She would think more on this tomorrow. Right now, she needed rest.

Unlike Kagome, Sesshoumaru couldn't sleep. He found himself wondering the hall thinking about their earlier encounter. His thoughts were erratic and confusing. A part of him wanted the beautiful empath-priestess. The other kept reminding him that she was human. A smirk slowly showed on his thin lips.

'Just like father,' Sesshoumaru thought.

Inuyasha's mother wasn't bad. The woman made sure to treat him the same as her own son. It just bothered him that his father had replaced his mother. 'But your mother died. Did you expect your father to remain alone forever?'

Sesshoumaru rubbed his tired eyes and glanced at his watch. 'Four-thirty in the morning. Just great.'

He had left his room about an hour ago. Kagome's barley distinguishable moans in her sleep caused his mine to delve in an area Miroku would have applauded him for. When deciding that leaving the area would be wise, the walk by her door caused him to falter in his normally graceful step.

Arousal. Strong spicy arousal.

This just hastened his passing. What could the woman be dreaming about? Sesshoumaru secretly hoped it was him she dreamt about. Now he wandered the halls, bored out of his mind. Soon, his wondering brought him to the docking area. Deciding it was better than the dull gray corridors, he opened the heavy door and slipped in. Once inside, he was greeted with a very unusual sight.

Deep brown scales, with an occasional bony spike, ending in a long powerful looking tail, greeted him. It quickly dawned on Sesshoumaru he was facing the ass-end of a dragon. 'What is Nicole doing in her true form?'

A long horned head swung around and peered at him with gray-green swirling orbs. Sesshoumaru lifted his elegant brow as he stepped around her large bulky form. Thankfully, the docking area had plenty of room.

Once clear of his living obstacle, Sesshoumaru noticed Miroku, Sango, and Inuyasha standing on the other side of the spacious room. He could only pick up small pieces of the conversation. As he neared the pair, he spied Miroku holding some chewed wires and a dark gray sheet of gnarled metal.

Inuyasha was the first to capture his presence. "Hey, bro," he casually greeted.

Sesshoumaru politely nodded. "Inuyasha."

He stopped just short of the group. Miroku shot him a tired, but welcoming grin. "Sesshoumaru. What brings you here so early in the morning?"

"I couldn't sleep," he gestured towards the damaged material in Miroku's hands. "What happened?"

Miroku passed a worn out sigh. "That is what we're trying to figure out." He waved in Nicole's direction before continuing. "Nicole and Ty were in here already when they noticed the indicator light go off."

Sango noticed his questioning raised brow and broke in the conversation. "The indicator lights are for us to know if something is wrong with the outside of the base."

"Why not a siren or other form of loud warning system?" Sesshoumaru inquired. He couldn't understand why lights were used instead of loud sounds.

Miroku picked the question up, "Well, if we use loud sounds, it would alert anyone doing the tampering. We want to catch them in the act."

Sesshoumaru could understand that. They did have people up at all times of the night, just not that many. "I see."

Once Miroku felt he could continue with the original situation at hand, he raised the destroyed material. "Ty alerted me of the light and now he is out there investigating it as we speak."

"What did the cameras pick up?" Sesshoumaru questioned.

"Nothing," Inuyasha broke in, "The whole screen to that area is black."

Sesshoumaru nodded and shot a glance over at Nicole. "Why is she in her true form?"

Nicole heard this and raised her scaled head. "Because this is the only place Ty and I can relax in out forms, other than the surface."

Sesshoumaru canted his head aside. 'She can talk in this form.' He nodded his head in understanding and went back to conversing with the small group.

Soon, Ty resurfaced from the large opening. Due to his larger serpent self, the water dragon slopped a large amount of water on the flooring. His dark red eyes focused on the group once he cleared the pool and a bright light engulfed his entire body, shrinking it to his humanoid form.

"Watch what the fuck you are doing, asshole!" Inuyasha swore. Water ran over his shoes, drenching them.

Ty chuckled. "Sorry, Inuyasha. I didn't mean to wet your precious feet." He spotted Sesshoumaru and greeted him before turning his attention to Miroku.

"What did you find?" Miroku asked.

Ty ran a frustrated hand through his wet deep blue locks. "Well, whatever was out there, totally chewed the camera. We will have to replace that as well as the paneling and wiring."

"We can get it tomorrow. Kagome and I are going to the surface. We are going to be getting some new recruits." Sango added.

"Nicole and I will be coming along." Ty mentioned as he turned and made his way over to the dragon.

The four watched as Nicole downsized and left with him. Sesshoumaru turned back to Miroku. "I will accompany you."

"Sure. I know you've been down here for awhile." Miroku answered. He tucked the damaged goods under his arm and bided everyone a good night. Sango followed him and soon that left Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru.

He noticed the half-demon glaring at him. "What is your problem, Half-breed?"

Inuyasha worked his nostrils, taking in the faint scent of vanilla, lavender…and spice? "Why do you smell like Kagome?"

Sesshoumaru actually allowed a sly smirk to slip on his features. "That is none of your concern."

Inuyasha narrowed his eyes. What is his brother up to? "Leave her alone, Sesshoumaru. She has a hard enough life as it is. She doesn't need you coming in and making it worse."

"I have no intention of making her life difficult." Sesshoumaru turned on his heels and left the docking area before Inuyasha had a chance to add anything more.

Inuyasha watched his brother leave and huffed. He wouldn't let that bastard mess with Kagome. He loved her like a sister. No one messed with his sister. Deciding it too late to catch any sleep, he made his way to the shower rooms.

Thirty miles south of the Guppy, rested a large, high tech, submarine. It took quite the collection of brilliant minds, but with promises of large amounts of cash, and perhaps a death threat or two, the ultimate underwater vessel surged to life. The deep, dirty green color blended well with the surrounding ocean. Sleek design and technological advancements ensured stealth from satellites and radars. Big torpedo chutes could be seen on the lower sides. In big, bold silver letters, the name Miasma 1, was the only thing that stood out in its murky surroundings.

The submarine was the home of a very infamous individual. That individual happened to be Naraku Cane; the most wanted half-demon alive. Leader of Spider, the infamous terrorist group, Mr. Cane sought power, corruption, death, and riches. The typical deranged person desiring world domination. The only difference happened to be the known fact he could succeed.

That not only scared America, but a good deal of the other neighboring countries.

The U.S. War Alliance, a supposed classified group, worked with other countries for more advanced methods in weapons of mass destruction. Their creative minds working for a weapon more affective than nuclear bombs. Yes, the bombs provided with the desired effectiveness of wide spread destruction, but it took years to clean the mess and sometimes damages couldn't be reversed. An understandable concern for all involved.

Consequently, America brainstormed and decided chemical weapons could be used instead. Anyone can poison or disease the air and water, but they wished to take it one step further. America wanted a chemical that could not only poison, but consume as well. The nastiest creation as of yet. The Shikon Effect. A chemical so deadly and destructive that it only took a few ounces to wipeout a community. Just imagine what a couple of gallons could do to a country. The U.S. could. And although highly controversial to the rest of the alliance, they found this a very affective resource to ending wars and terrorists battles.

So all, those not wanting to be left in the dark and have no decisive control, decided that the U.S. had something going and pitched in, sending the greatest minds to work together in creating the Shikon Effect. The brilliant minds needed protection, so a secrete base was made. Sticking it in the ocean provided in safer keeping. Though, it didn't take a genius to realize it only took a small accident to possibly destroy the whole ocean, but that is what power hungry countries were willing to risk.

The U.S. War Alliance thought all bases were covered, protected, quite sure of themselves and all the high tech devices, that the Guppy would stay unknown and secure…

They couldn't have been more wrong.

"Sir."

A beautiful wind demoness stood in a door way. She held her head high in confidence, red lipstick and dark eye shadow giving her an erotic appeal. Long dark locks hung loose and ended mid-back. Her full body black leather suit hugged suggestively to her tall slender form. Spike high heels added to the elegant amazon's height. Tucked in a loop by her side, rested a red and black folded fan. The only weapon she carried and needed. Ruby eyes bore into the ones much like her own. Her creator, Naraku Cane.

"Kagura," he greeted, running an elegant fingers through his own wavy raven locks, "what news do you bring?"

Kagura slightly shifted, hating being close to his miserable existence. "Jon has returned from his mission."

"Very well, Kagura, bring him to me." Naraku waved for her dismissal and leaned back in his leather seat, crossing his dark slack-clad leg over the other.

After a few minutes, a large demon entered the small makeshift office. He had to duck in order to pass through the steel doorway. Solid black eyes focused forward on his leader relaxing in his favorite chair. Three rows of teeth gritted together in dislike. Being a shark demon, Jon's eye sight was poor, but his olfactory and sensory system were more than accurate. The strong smell almost proved to be a nuisance and the abnormal power emanating from the terrorist leader prickled his nerves in an irritable fashion.

"Master."

With a wave to the chair sitting opposite of Naraku, Jon approached and seated himself in front of his boss. "I have done as you requested. The damage has been done."

"Excellent work, Jon." Naraku's current objective was to get the two great white sharks out of his way. The large fish constantly secured the perimeter of the enormous base, making it difficult for unknown outside entry. From the information Will obtained, the base's head tech suspected the sharks responsible for the damage to the outer base.

An evil smirk formed on Naraku's handsome features as he studied his underling seated before him. Jon was perfect for the job. His large head, always in his heritage shape, bared the teeth similar to the great whites. This offered him the ability to do the desired damage without being in his large true form.

"I will have you do this again in two more weeks." Naraku gracefully rose from the chair and approached the thick pressurized plexi-glass before him, staring out into the blackness of the ocean. "You are dismissed for now."

Jon mentally sighed in relief and exited the room in what he hoped appeared calm. The less time around his boss, the better.

Naraku went back to his desk and pressed a blue button resting off to the side. Soon, a emotionless female voice echoed out into the quiet space. "Yes, Naraku?"

"Kanna, set quadrants to the island. We will need to restock our supplies…and I have some business that must personally be handled." Naraku made himself comfortable. It would be a good two days before they arrived in the uncharted piece of land out in the middle of the Atlantic.

Plenty of time to develop more plans in obtaining the much desired Shikon Effect.