Chapter 3: Since when?
I could the panic rising up throat. I looked towards him... and somehow, I felt a sense of deja vu.
My eyes burned.
"Sesshoumaru"
I could feel the air rushing out of me while I struggled to keep my already waning composure.
The scent of salt filled the air as my hands shook in alarm. Blood trickled down my palms.
"Miko"
My head turned the moment he spoke, whiplash making my neck ache. But no sooner was my reaction before he continued, his voice was calm and restrained, but his eyes- his eyes burned.
"Calm yourself"
I choked back the wail that threatened to arise. Panic erupted once more in all its intensity.
My throat felt raw. My mind screaming at me for my stupidity. Sesshoumaru would never have allowed me to perish.
He was my god, and I his priestess. His servant. His. And his alone.
My voice cracked, the sound jarring even to my own ears.
"Since when?"
A/N: I honestly wonder myself how many chapters it'll take until they finally have a normal conversation without all these hidden meanings, Double Entendre's, and misleading sentences.