Falling Rain

Chapter 4


Bold = Beast

Kagome stared in wonder at the demon before her, completely enthralled by his actions and thrown into confusion by them at the same time. Her hand twitched lightly against the heat of his skin, the memory of his tightened muscles fresh on the surface of her mind. But this…this was too much for her. This was not who he was. He was acting so strangely.

"I don't understand"

Her words were whispered, conveyed her confusion as well as her knitted brows. His voice rumbled, but soothing like a purr as he spoke, the vibrations racing through her hand and up her arm as he did so.

"This one will not ask again"

She knew what he was asking, she understood that, but she didn't want to think about it, to remember it. But just as that though passed, she found herself caught in the wave of her memories, the slice of his claws, the strength of his punch, the weight of his body as it pushed unforgivingly into her.

A small whimper escaped her lips and her hands began to tremble, the memory of her experience causing her to recoil in response.

"I don't want to talk about it"

"I did not ask what you wanted"

Her panic rose the moment he spoke and she tried desperately to pull away, but his grip was tight and just as unforgiving. She could feel his claws and even though they weren't cutting into her, she knew that they could. She knew what it felt like to have claws ripping her to pieces.

It was a miracle she even survived. Her breathing was ragged and she found herself desperate for oxygen, for freedom; she struggled against his hold still, whimpering in distress.

"Please…"

"Kagome"

Her name was uttered with certain finality, an assuredness that she was struggling uselessly. She paused and looked up at him, her eyes searching for a reason.

"I must know what happened. Please"

His tone was calmer, softer, and he had said please. Still she found no reason. What could he possibly want to know for? What use would this information have for him?

"Sesshoumaru you hate humans, you hate me, I don't understand your need to know this! I know that you know what happened. Why do you need to know more?"

Her words had started calm but as she spoke she felt more desperate and could hear her own voice wavering, cracking under the weight of her denial, ending in a sob. She couldn't understand him or his need to know, but when she heard a sigh escape his lips, she turned her face up to him again, shock clear across her features that such a thing was even possible.

His hand moved up to his hair, causing her to flinch in reflex at the close proximity of it.

"Indeed I am aware that my brother has defiled you. There is other information necessary to find out why."

Kagome blinked and wondered why the why would matter to him.

"Did you ever complete your mating with him?"

Kagome had the decency to blush and shook her head.

"I've barely even kissed him. That was my, um, my first time…ever. We weren't even married in human terms actually"

She suddenly felt shame for that simple fact. Perhaps it was her fault that he was like that. Perhaps he had wanted more and she held back too much and his demonic nature became unruly. It wasn't completely irrational to think such a thing was possible. His demonic half had been set off for much less in the past.

She noticed his nod in understanding and felt her cheeks flame in embarrassment. He must think such bad things about her now. Not even able to satisfy a half-demon.

His silence continued and she realized that he was waiting for her to continue on her own. With dry lips and a sudden heaviness in her chest, she took a deep breath and leveled him with a stare.

"I won't repeat this so pay attention. And no one else talks about it either. No one!"

She watched as one of his perfectly sculpted brows raised up slightly before he nodded his head.

"You have my word Kagome. I shall not ask again nor discuss the details with any other."

She knew that his words meant more than she wanted them to but she couldn't help that now. It would have to be enough.

She started at the beginning, explaining how she had gone home to see her mother and retrieve the spell to undo the beads. It was good that he knew of her secret already because she wasn't truly certain she could lie to him and wasn't in the mood for a long discussion.

She explained her intent and told him about her fall in the hut, noticing the way his fists clenched at that bit of information. It was curious that such a thing would upset him. It was only her wrist after all. It had already healed most of the way anyhow.

When she told him about removing the beads and the way Inuyasha had reacted, she had to stop and take a deep breath, her eyes filling with tears at the thought that he had accused her of betraying him in any way. She was glad to be triumphant over her tears, but shook with the effort to keep it that way.

When she told him about how he had ripped her apart and thrown her down, stolen her virginity and tied her up to do it again and again, she had to repeat a few things because her words kept cracking, falling apart inside her mouth. It was so hard to say this out loud.

When she was done, she looked up to find red eyes and lengthened claws clenching and unclenching. Her fear spiked to unimaginable heights at the possibility of him being as ruthless as his brother. But then his calm overtook him and he turned to her again.

His hand came to rest gently on her leg, while the other reached up to clear the tears from her face that she had not realized were falling.

"I understand that it was difficult for you to speak of this. You will not have to do so again. You are safe here"

Kagome's brows drew together in confusion.

"I don't understand"

"My brother has shamed you. It is my duty as his Alpha, as yours, to offer you safety. You are welcome to remain under my protection, or one I deem appropriate when I am unavailable. You can travel to your home in the future once you are healed"

Kagome opened her mouth to protest but was cut off by his quick words.

"Understand this, Priestess. Human or not, you are pack. You will remain and are free to leave when capable. Until then, your place is here. It is my honor now that is at stake"

When she tried to open her mouth to protest again, a large yawn forced its way out instead. She looked up to find Sesshoumaru smirking at her and couldn't help but flush with embarrassment.

"Rest. Your body is weak. I had not intended to keep you up so long"

She felt his hand push her back into the raised futon, the covers tucked around her for warmth and probably to keep her from hurting herself in her sleep. After all of this, Kagome found it very difficult to argue with him. She really was tired, the weight of her eyelids becoming too much for her to handle at that moment.

Her head sank into the fluffed pillow beneath her and she offered a small smile to her odd host.

"Thank you"

She watched as color splashed lightly over his cheeks and heard him mutter something before fleeing from her room. She wasn't even sure what had just happened and stared at the door, blinking owlishly for a few minutes before deciding that it was unimportant.

She pulled the covers up to her chin and fought to keep herself from running through the events that had occurred these past few days. With the moonlight streaming in through the curtains and the fire warming her room, it wasn't long before Kagome fell into the depths of sleep, a frown still smearing her soft lips.

*FR*

Sesshoumaru reached his study and stormed into the room. He made his way to his desk and pulled out his utensils in preparation to respond to the large amount of missives and reports waiting for him there.

As he read over the first report, he found that he had no idea what it said. Over and over again he read the same thing but it was like the words were foreign to him. He could not focus.

A frustrated growl ripped low in his chest as he stood and paced within his study, his hair whipping about him with every turn he made.

"She is not just human…she is a priestess! She should be killed!"

Human, priestess, it doesn't matter. She's pack and needs protection.

Well that much was obvious. Still, there was something about her he didn't understand. Something that made him not want to kill her even before they had been allies. Back when they were enemies it was…

Something different

Sesshoumaru fought not to roll his eyes at the beast's assessment of her. Of course it was something different; he needed to know what it was and he fully planned to find out.

You've hurt her feelings

That was just ridiculous. Why would her feelings be hurt? He knew that she was sensitive but she wasn't stupid. What had he done to hurt her feelings anyway?

Storming out without explanation is hardly a mysterious cause for her hurt. You'll need to make it right.

Sesshoumaru sighed and decided that he would need to make certain she was not staying up in a fit over something so trivial. He made his way to the doors of her chamber and listened to her even breathing. His head dropped slightly and he left the area, returning to his study to attempt to complete some of his work.

As he sat there, unmoving and uncaring if he did at any point that night, he ran over the events of the past day. He had saved her, brought her to his home and gave her to his best healer; her room was even in his very own corridor. Why did he feel the need to impress her?

A heavy and very uncharacteristic sigh escaped his lips as he slouched forward and rubbed his hands across his face. He needed to relax but knew that he would not find sleep tonight and so decided to take time in his private hot spring.

His steps were measured, as were his movements when he undressed, carefully folding each article of clothing and placing it at the door for a servant to retrieve. He took his time washing his hair, enjoying the light scented soaps and the feeling of the blood and dirt leaving his person. Once certain he was clean again, he leaned back against the smooth stone edge and closed his eyes to allow his mind at least a small respite from his day.

Unfortunately, thoughts of the priestess plagued him.

What was he going to do with her?

His fists curled at his side, drawing blood and bringing him back to the present.

A better question entered his mind. What was he going to do with his little brother?

*FR*

Okay kiddies, I have a favor to ask of you. If you notice any mistakes, grammatical or otherwise, please let me know so that they can be rectified.

That is all for now!

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