Hey, guys I know I said I was going out of town and I am, in fact I'm out of town right now. I'm just using my boyfriend's computer while he is at work. I suddenly had inspiration for this chapter and decided to post it all for your viewing pleasure. I hope you guys injoy it as Kagome and Kurama meet up at Kagome's training grounds. And we'll step into Kagome's past.
Chapter 3
Woman of Age, Girl at Heart
By the time Kagome reached her private training grounds, she was panting with excitement. It had been such a long time since she'd been able to get any sort of training done. Beings as she was a lady, and the future queen, ithad not been permissable for her to train in the usage of the sword at her old school. However, Kagome had defied that rule numerous times in the past to train with Sango or release some tension from that stuffy school. And so it was that she was so excited she could barely breathe, her breath coming out in short quick puffs of air.
"Thanks, girl," she whispered to her mount jumping down fluidly and gracefully. Kagome grinned in anticipation as she gently braced her sword against a tree and bent down to begin her warm ups. "Ah!" she stretched raising her arms above her head before swaying lightly from side to side, each time going lower and lower towards the ground. When she was fully satisfied that she was finished with her work out she stood up straightm picked up her sword, and....began to dance.
Grinning happily Kagome swung her massive sword in a large arc sweeping it over her head a few times to test the weight and durability. Her muscles stretched and before she knew it had begun to move in a familiar manner. Her body began to get used to the weight and picked up momentum as Kagome spun on her heel and thrust her sword in a quick jab then swiftly used the other side in a blocking manner, before whirling around and thrusting again in the opposite direction.
Kagome had never been so happy as the lessons of her late father once again blossomed in her heart as she remembered his kind words the first time she'd ever expressed her desire to weild a sword.
:::Flashback:::
"Father, what are they doing?" A seven year old Kagome asked as she stood beside her father, watching a few of his most trusted knights practice their abilities.
"They are training, little one," her father answered glancing proudly over his fine group of knights. Of all the lands, his knights were the best of the best, hand picked and chosen as his most trusted knights and friends.
"What are they training for, daddy?" Chibi-Kagome asked, a finger to her lips in a thoughtful manner.
"Well, that is kind of hard to explain," King Higurashi stated.
"Why, daddy?"
Lord Higurashi smiled down at his daughter. "Well, because not all of them fight for the same reason, little one. Some fight for strength, other's fight for title or personal gain. But these particular ones fight for honor and courage and fight to protect this land from any harm. They fight for freedom and compassion and that is why England's knights are among the best in all the lands. Does that answer your question?"
Chibi-Kagome stood thoughtful as she staired straight ahead and watched all the knights; some fighting with swords, other practicing rings or jousting. (If you don't know what rings are, it is where one rider on a horse carries a jousting stick and he has to ride across a certain field and stick their pole through a ring to gain points. It is part of a jousting tournament which will be explained in more detail later, as it is quite fascinating. If anyone is confused you can email me and I will explain some more, it is really quite amazing what the tournaments were like back then.)
Suddenly Kagome turned to Lord Higurashi and smiled. "Then Kagome will fight, too, daddy," she said.
King Higurashi was a little taken aback, but nevertheless he smiled kindly at her. "And why do you want tp pick up a sword, little one?"
And Kagome simply smiled and said, "Becuse daddy, I love you. I want to protect people, too. I will grow up big and strong and become the greatest warrior ever!"
King Higurashi smiled and gently placed a hand on top of her head, before beginning to lead her away. That you will, little one," he replied fondly. "That you will."
:::End flashback:::
Kagome's training had begun the next day under Lord Higuarashi's best knight, Lord Naraku. And although at first the training was rough on her, she'd eventualy become the master she'd wanted to become. And now she revelled in the power she held to weild a sword. It gave her a certain confidence that she was able to accomplish something originally not intended for any woman. That was why she encouraged Sango so much and recruited her for her own personal knight.
Kagome was just finishing up her sword play, the sweat beginning to sweetly drift down her face. But she allowed it to roll as a light mist of rain began to descend down from the heavens and fall across her body. Wordlessly and with a tiny smile of chldish delight, Kagome lifted her face to the high heavens and began swirling in circles, happy for the first time in months. She would deal with the mysetrious shadow she'd sensed follow her from the barn and was now trying to hide from her. For not, she would just be content to play a little longer. Tonight was for her.
He couldn't help himself; he had to stop and stare at her, this vision in black as she danced before him. She still held the sword tightly in her grasp as she spun around in little circles giggling madly like some lost child.
When he'd seen her access the barn that night, he'd thought her an intruder so he'd stayed in the shadows and watched as the black-donned figure stealthily mounted a gleaming white horse and sped off towards the dense forest. It was then that he realized just who she was and couldn't help but to follow after her. Her, this Kagome Higurashi. She was such an enigma, not the type he was generally used to coming in contact with. Most women nowadays busied themselves with flirtatious advances towards himself and cared not for anyone but themselves. But she, Kagome, a princess no less, had stepped right out of his dreams and become something solid and tangiblel. And, oh was she better than any fantasy.
When he'd awakened late that night, it was to dreams of her haunting face which filled his vision. He'd awakened in such an aroused state that he hadn't been able to sleep after the images just kept flashing before his eyes, like they were imprinting upon his soul. And so he'd thought to get a little bit of training done, it always felt good to release the tension with a rigurous bought with his sword.
And now here he was, having watched her fluidly jump down, stretching elegantly, almost causing him to groan and give away his positiong as he caught sight of a flash of skin beneath her black cloak. He'd contnued to gaze at her after she'd redrawn her sword and began swayling slightly as if caught in a breeze. He'd admired her skill with a blade and wondered if her could even beat her. Finally she had stopped and seemed to stare straight at the sky as the drizzle become heavier and heavier around them, creating an eerie but magical feel.
So lost in his thoughts was he, that he hadnt recognized the sound of someone stepping up on his right, very close to his ear. "So, it seems I caught a spy, I see," the figure whispered and he gave a mental shudder at the seductive lilt in her soft honeyed voice. "What, oh what should I do with him now?"
Spinning around very slowly he came face to face to the vision which haunted him this night. There she was standing in front of him, looking like some angel sent from heaven only to drive him into insanity with her beauty. She was smirking at him, a dangerous look on her face, as her eyes twinkled knowingly and myschievously.
"So...we meet again," Kagome spoke again, lowering her sword a bit but not all the way.
Kurama cleared his throat and grinned charmingly at her. "So, we do Milady, so we do," he agreed.
Kagome forced back her shiver at the tone in his voice and the hungry look in his eyes. He made a move to step forward, but she lifted her sword a bit halting him in his tracks. For a long moment neither could do anything but stare at the other.
Kagome eyes hungrily crawled over his unadorned chest, as he'd foregone his armor. He was, she realized, very built, very attractive, and very...male. His red hair clung to his face and shoulders as the rain began to beat down upon them, heavy drops falling all around, but neither party noticed nor cared. Kagome watched as a drop of rain began to slowly slide down over his shoulder and couldnt help but lick her lips, wanting to taste that skin and cleanse him from his wetness. His emerald eyes were gleaming with intensity as they too took her in as well.
"So," Kurama began after a tense moment. "It seemes you are as afluent in the sword as you claim to be."
"I made no such prior claims," Kagome tried to sound indignant but her voice came out more in a breathy whisper. Kurama's easly, slow smile seemed to make her soul sing.
"But, Milady, did you not challenge me so boldly less than a few hours ago," he stated softly, but the words had a devestating effect as Kagome began to return his grin.
"That I did, Sir Knight. Have you come this night simply to address this matter with me, with this knowledge, as it seems you have followed me, or have you come to hold up the challenge?" She asked.
"Neither Milady," Kurama responded easily with her banter.
Kagome seemed a little taken a back at that comment, however she was slightly intrigued,so she stepped forward and touched him gently on his arm. "Then why have you come?" she whispered, her eyelashes drifting low over her eyes.
Kurama couldn't help but lean forward and gently lift her chin so he could meet her eyes. "Because you enchant me, Milady," he responded silkily as Kagome's eyes flew wide at this declaration. And before she could respond any further, Kurama had taken initiave and drew her into his embrace.
"Kagome," she whispered softly now only a breath away from his sweet tempting lips.
"What?" he asked.
Kagome's eye shot up and clashed with his. "My name is Kagome....Sir Kurama"
Kurama smiled a true, soft smile, as he held her even closer, her arms now braced against his chest, as if not sure she wanted to push him away...or pull him even closer.
"Then, Kagome, my name is Kurama," he whispered. Kagome's decision was made for her when Kurama finally gave into temptation and covered her mouth with his in a swift, passionate manner.
All thoughts of doubt, discomfort, or embarassment, were quickly discarded as Kagome leaned forward into the kiss....and was swept away into the rising storm of her beating heart.
Well, that is all. I hope it was good for you. I know I had a lovely time writing it, anyway, feel free to respobnd and write in a review as I know you all have been waiting patiently for an update. So, see ya'll later. Hopefully I'll get the chance to update more since my boyfriend unfortunately has to work a lot while I'm here on vacation.
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