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Tea Pot

Candlelight gave the immense dark room a warm glow. Kagome held her sword up in a defensive position in anticipation of an attacker. Her eyes scanned the room for any sign of Sesshoumaru. She could feel his youki saturating the room, reaching out to her. It wrapped around her familiarly, mingling with her reiki. It felt…miserable.

"Sesshoumaru-sama?"

A menacing growl filled the room. Kagome whipped her head around looking for the source, but could not see in the dim light. Glancing around the room, it appeared to be completely trashed. Furniture lay strewn about the room in pieces, glass shards covered the floor. Kagome tiptoed around the debris and walked closer to the bed on the raised platform toward the back stone wall.

She could faintly see a figure standing with his back to her. She inched closer.

"Sesshoumaru-sama, are you alright?"

He quickly turned around and snarled at her, his energy crackling in the air around him. Long silver hair glowed in the candlelight as it floated around him. Black anger consumed him. How dare she enter his sanctuary? Could he not be left to his pain, alone, but with dignity?

Kagome involuntarily took a step back, when she realized his eyes were bright red. She slowly sheathed her sword and set it on the ground. Act submissive. Act submissive. She repeated to herself until it became her mantra. She drew in her reiki as much as she could, leaving his youki in control. Her cerulean eyes scanned his form, focusing on the blood that dripped down his chest until it pooled at his hakama. He had not changed from the training outfit he wore from earlier that morning. The haori hung limply around his shoulders, exposing his bleeding wounds. Her heart clenched in panic. Why didn't he heal himself?

"Oh, Sesshoumaru..." She started to say but then paused. "Wait, is that a tea pot in your hand?"

He glanced down at his hand, slightly bewildered. When had he picked up the tea pot? Irritation gripped him, and he smashed the tea pot in his grip. Had he lost all sense of control?

"Get. OUT!" He bellowed at her. The ceiling and walls rattled with the force of his command. Harsh youki lashed out at her, pushing her back.

Kagome placed her hands on her hips and gave an exasperated sigh. "What is it with Inu youkai and smashing things when they are angry?" She advanced on him ignoring everything in her that told her that he was a dangerous killer and unpredictable. A low growl emitted from his throat at her approach. The hair rose on the back of her neck.

"Please let me heal you. I... I had no idea..." Kagome pleaded holding her hands out to touch him.

He backed away from her. "Do not touch me, miko." He spit the word 'miko' from his mouth as if it were vile poison. Kagome dropped her hand reaching toward him. What had she done? Did she just ruin the best thing that has happened to her since…since…

Sesshoumaru watched as despair filled her sad, beautiful, blue eyes.