Chapter 11 Sesshomaru's Cherry Blossom Kiss
I want a dollar…
Can I have a dollar…
I got a dollar…
They gave me a dollar…
I cost a dolor…
I like dollars…
I don't own Inuyasha… I wish I did… I don't…
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I love Halloween!
I went trick or treating last night…
Even though I'm way to old…
I dressed as a maverick…
It's like an old timey dancing girl and prostitute…
I was flirting with everyone…
Girls and Guys… (I don't care as long as they pay)
I got a lot of candy!
I gave it all away to my friends (Except for gum and Smarties!)
Okay, here is the story…
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Gallaya rose early, sliding out of bed and started to stretch before even remembering that she was injured.
She realized that she was standing naked in the small room when she looked down to see if her wound was okay. It was just a day full of surprises.
To her amazement it was almost all the way healed, leaving only a small patch of tender red skin with a cut in the center that was oozing just a little. It was surrounded by pink healthy skin and showed no signs of infection. She was also happy to see the marks around her wrist were just red lines and would no doubted disappear in a day or two. She wondered what had made her heal so fast.
She realized that it must have been that potion that Sesshomaru had given her the night before.
For some reason, she felt happy.
Gallaya looked through the room for something to wear and found nothing. She decided to wrap the blanket around herself for modesty. She opened the door ever so slightly and poked her head out, wanting to make sure the coast was clear.
She saw the forms of Kella, Souta, Shippo, and Rin sleeping in one corner of the room. She stole into the room and saw a grass mat covering a set of shelves. She pulled in aside, but found nothing to wear.
To her absolute horror she began to hear the front door open. She turned, stricken to see Inuyasha standing there with fish in his hands.
"Kagome, I have…" his voice trailed off when he saw Gallaya wrapped in the blanket that barely covered her and was a lot shorter than the clothes that kagome had worn.
"What the hell?" he asked.
Gallaya was afraid that everyone was going to wake and see her indecent, "I don't have clothes." She whispered in a small voice.
Inuyasha blushed brightly and threw the fish in the sink before marching at top pace to a door on the other side of the room than the one Gallaya had been in.
"Kagome!" he wrapped on the door, calling loud and obnoxiously.
"What?" a voice mumbled from the other side.
"Gallaya is up." He said.
"So what, go away!" she moaned.
"She…" Inuyasha muttered, "Doesn't, uh, have any uh, clothes on." He said in the smallest voice he could while Kagome could still hear him.
"What!?" she shouted.
Gallaya heard shuffling inside, the door swinging open a second latter. Kagome's eyes opened when she saw Gallaya wrapped in a white sheet that left her shoulders bare and didn't even go halfway down her upper legs.
Gallaya was quickly pulled inside the room, having no idea what was going on.
"Here, put this on." Kagome handed her something after rummaging for a second on the shelves that were built into the wall.
Gallaya looked at the clothes uncertain, "Are these foreigner clothes?" She asked, "I've never seen these before."
Kagome showed her how to put them on. When Gallaya was done dressing, she looked down at her outfit.
"This doesn't feel right." Gallaya said.
"Sorry," Kagome smiled, "But you are bigger in the breast area than I am."
Gallaya blushed wildly, almost appalled that someone had said such a thing.
The dress was simple, a light blue with a flower pattern and short sleeves. It fell to her knees and brought out her eyes, the only problem was, like Kagome said, the breast. It was pulled kind of tightly there, showing of their shape really well.
"Do you have nothing else?" Gallaya asked.
"Not really. Most of my clothes are going to be like that on you. As soon as we can, we'll buy you some better clothes."
Gallaya smiled to herself, secretly enjoying the sensation that the dress was bringing. It made her feel beautiful, special, and excited.
Gallaya helped Kagome prepare breakfast after meeting Sango and Miroku. She remembered hearing something about them both, and was pleased to have met them.
"Um, Gallaya?" Kagome asked.
"What?"
Kagome looked around, making sure that the men and children weren't listening, "What were you and Sesshomaru do last night?"
Gallaya blushed from the older woman's question, "N… Nothing. He gave me a vile with a potion to speed my recovery." She turned away.
"Oh really?" Kagome asked with a sly look on her face. "Is that all?"
Gallaya felt intimidated, "Well, yes."
"I don't believe you." Kagome said.
"Kagome, leave her alone." Sango said, "Don't torment her so."
"Awww." Kagome said, "I was about to get an answer from her." On a more serious note Kagome said, "When I met him years ago, he was firm set against humans. It was such a shock when he took in Rin. I guess he really is softening up."
"I wonder if he is like his father." Sango said.
"His father was a demon who fell in love with a human. He might be like that one day."
"If he had the right woman." Sango pointed out.
"What do you think." Kagome asked Gallaya.
"Well," Gallaya was thoughtful, "If he had the right woman. She would need to be strong, and brave, an equal match for him. She would have to be able to stand up for herself. She would probably have to be beautiful." Gallaya looked into space.
"That sounds like you." Sango said.
"Is this wishful thinking we are hearing? Come on, you can tell us." Kagome looked hungry for information.
"Well," Gallaya started.
"Yes!" Kagome shouted, "I knew it!"
Sango giggled. The two clasped hands and started whispering evil plans to each other. Gallaya stared in shock, faintly realizing that they had probably been planning this form last night.
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After breakfast, Gallaya borrowed a towel from Kagome and went to bath in the brook.
She found the brook easily and searched for a part of it that was concealed from the rest, so that she could have some privacy.
It was a calm brook and the water was the perfect temperature for the warm day, cool and refreshing. Gallaya found a secluded spot and, after being sure none was nearby, stripped and entered the small pool that was naturally formed.
She bathed and swam, relaxing and feeling the water cover her, feeling protected by it.
She exited and donned her clothes once again, her hair partly wetting her back where it fell.
She stepped from the grove and started back to the house, stepping carefully over low branches, ignoring the naked feeling that the dress caused. She entered a part where the trees were sparse.
She saw something move out of the corner of her eye, she turned her head quickly, her now damp hair covering her face. She reached up and tucked it behind her ears and nodded her head deeply when she saw that the movement was Sesshomaru.
He stood there, facing the opposite direction as Gallaya, his eyes narrowed in a frown. His pale skin shown in the spare rays of the sun, the two dark purple lines on either cheek and the bluish crescent moon in the center of his forehead were a major contrast to their white background. For some odd reason, he was not wearing his normal armor or even the fluffy part of his outfit that showed his high position and streangth. Gallaya stood and beheld his magnificence, unable to say anything for the longest time. Their eyes met and neither looked away. It seemed as if there was a small world of only them and the overcast area no more than eight feet wide. They stood, each one on either side of this miniature clearing where only grass grew, gently slapping their ankles. Their bodies were parallel to each other, each one's body facing forward and only their faces turned to each other. They were both caught in mid stride, unable to take another step lest the spell be broken.
Ten seconds passed, then twenty. A whole minutes was gone, then another. Minutes passed by like leaves falling from a tree in autumn. Three minutes, then four, then five, then…
Sesshomaru took a step, the spell broken, but another one created in turn. The wind picked up, blowing cherry petals and blossoms from some of the surrounding trees. Sesshomaru took another step and another, judging each one slowly, but surely. Gallaya foolishly thought the blossoms were going to wrap Sesshomaru's body, closing him, sealing him away from her forever. Gallaya's heart beat faster as the man in the red and white kimono closed in on her, stepping close to her body, not saying a word. Gallaya felt her vision going blurred and then sharpening as he stopped, inches away from her, his head a little over a foot above hers. Sesshomaru's eyes never left hers and he looked almost straight down at her.
His hand rose from his side and reached to her. Gallaya felt a blush rising to her cheeks. And for a second, just a second, Gallaya thought that she saw a glimpse of a smile on the corners of his lips.
Sesshomaru's hand touched Gallaya's head, and he pulled a cherry blossom petal out of her hair. Gallaya felt the blossom touch her forehead, then he trailed it down her cheek and over her draw line.
Sesshomaru took the cherry petal and laid it gently on Gallaya's lips, holding with his left hand. Then he took his right hand and placed it behind Gallaya's neck, cupping the back of her head and causing her to tilt it back to look straight up at him.
Sesshomaru slowly and ever so tediously, his eyes fluttering shut, placed his lips over the petal that covered Gallaya's lips. Gallaya stood surprised, eyes wide, for a couple of seconds, then shut her own eyes in carefree admittance.
The calm and light pressure of Sesshomaru's lips held the cherry blossom petal in place as he removed his left hand from the petal and wrapped his entire arm around Gallaya's waist, pulling her close and pressing her breast against his chest firmly. He kept the kiss gentle and pure, not pressing any further.
Gallaya's head was spinning, a small moan escaped from her throat.
Then, without warning, the warmth of the other body disappeared. Gallaya only saw the last wisp of Sesshomaru's kimono leave her sight. She did not move, head still tilted back, and eyes misty and wishful.
The wind stopped at once, allowing a word to cross the expanse that now separated them. A single word that Sesshomaru had uttered as he left her standing there in the field of fallen cherry blossoms.
"Lover."
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That was hard to write…
I liked how Sesshomaru is so stoic about the whole thing…
(He's stoic about everything, what am I say?)
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