The afternoon turned into evening, and it seemed that no time had passed at all. He knew how, he just never read, or at least never bothered to read anything that he wasn't forced to. She started him out with a manual on a bow and arrow. Their heads bent low together, they studied it together, and the time seemed to sweep by.
Eventually he stood ready to replace the book when he found the ancient book she had been reaching for when he had entered the room and made her nearly fall off the chair. He smiled remembering the shocked expression on her face. It was like she had seen a ghost. 'But a very handsome ghost' he thought to him self.
"What is this book?" he asked her, eyeing it with suspicion like it was going to attack him or her, and was preparing to fight it.
Kagome laughed at the look he was giving the book like it was about to hurt him. But she knew that she was pushing his limits by laughing and his facile expressions. When he shot her an angry glare for it. So she decided to humor him. " This book is a love story told as beautiful as it was written," she told his staring off into space with a dreamy look upon her face. " I think it was written three hundred years ago based on the yellowness and the frailness of the pages. It was written by a monk named Shippo."
"A love story by a monk? How interesting, perhaps we should read it." He said with a smile, which did not quite reach his breathtaking gold eyes, as he walked to sit back in his chair beside Kagome.
She started to protest, but the book was already in his hands, open to the first page. His fingers were long. Despite their power and the size and strength of his hands, he held the book carefully. "I will start," he offered.
And so he did but soon she found the book in her hands as she was reading aloud to him. As the fire crackled bringing them warmth. They fell deeper in to the book about a demon named Naraku trying to save his one and only love Kikiyo, who was being beaten by people who did not agree with her lover. Two lost people trying with all their might to find each other once more. Naraku, Trying to describe his love towards Kikiyo;
" ' For the sent of her was like a field of flowers, the taste of her flesh was honey and life. To be-'"
Kagome had to stop for Sesshomau had taken the book from her hands and finished reading where she had stopped because of him. She felt like she was drowning in his voice that was so deep. She could smell his masculine sent and it was driving her mad, she wished she could get out of there soon before she did something that she might regret later on.
" ' To be embraced within her sweet fire, a part of her, was anguish and ecstasy, like dying just to live again. To love, to soar…'"
He broke off looking at the door. Kagome turned to find that Rin had come to the door. At twelve she was almost a lady, but with sweetness to her that made her seem much younger than that.
"Sesshomaru!" She ran and jumped into her brothers' arms as she took care to not injure his arm anymore, for she could see the bandages. " I just heard that you had come home! Why did you not come to see me?"
" His shoulder needed healing," Kagome answered her with a smile.
" Yes and she seduced me…umm..into reading!" Sesshoamaru corrected and Kagomes' face turned a bright red color.
"Lady Kagome.. are you alright? Your face is all red! Oh no brother she is sick, help her!"
"I am fine Miss Rin, it is just the heat from the fire place that is all."
"Yes, Yes that's all she got me into reading." Sesshomaru said once again.
"Yes she is very good at that." Rin giggled happily. Glad to know that the woman she has begun to think of as her mother was ok. " Well brother since you are here, I am very hungry so lets go and have some dinner."
"Come then dinner is served," Sesshomaru told Kagome, as he reached down to try and take her hand in his, but Kagome pulled he hand before they could touch. She did not even want to touch his hand because she knew that she couldn't have him but she desperately wanted to.
Since she had come to the castle she had taken her meals with Rin, except for when Sesshomaru had been home then she had just stayed in her room except when she was called down to entertain.
Kagome tried her best to look tired at that moment and even tried to put in a fake yawn while she spoke, "Forgive me, I am tired-"
"I will not forgive you. You must eat and the meal is ready below." He bent low offering his hand to her "Kagome will you accompany us to dinner?" he asked her in a very sweet tone. He did not know why but he needed her to be with him, to be with him. He had not even felt this way for his first wife, Luna, who had died four years ago. She had suffered from depression, and eventually couldn't take it anymore so she did the one thing that she needed to do. She jumped from the highest part of the castle. Yes he did like the woman very much but never did she give him the feeling that Kagome did when she was just near him. It was wonderful, but not only to him for she felt the same way.
And her hand touched his, a shudder went through his body when she placed her hand on his and she felt the movement. She knew she wanted to be with him tonight but she would stick to her morals no matter what, she would not become a mistress and she was going to see that it would never happen no matter what. But when his hand touched hers well, something happened to her something that she felt that she couldn't explain even to herself but… that night was the night when everything started to change…