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"You're late." Sesshoumaru said icily. He sniffed the air gingerly.
'Her wretched heat has finally passed,' he thought.
"I'm sorry, Sesshoumaru." Kagome muttered, her chocolate brown eyes lanced into him, not forgetting that he said something about the way she dressed, she 'hmph'ed and irritatedly eyed the furry boa thing draped over his shoulder. Then she pulled out a chair and picked up her chop sticks. She looked up to see Sesshoumaru already eating.
"Why did Rin not come to my rooms to wake me up? That servant of yours nearly gave me a heart attack, you should have warned me you were sending someone," Kagome said, trying to make some conversation and fill up the silence of the dining hall.
"I held her back," Sesshoumaru said without looking up and ignoring the second half of her statement.
"You just got here and are not used to our schedule, why should you be woken up early and have more time to bother me?" Sesshoumaru reasoned, still passive.
"I do not bother you!" Kagome defended, the grip on her chopsticks tightening.
'This miko is way too easy' Sesshoumaru thought.
"And there's nothing wrong with the way I dress." Kagome mumbled under her breath but remembered all too late that Sesshoumaru could easily hear her comment.
"Why would I desire a resident of my castle parading about in rags like some kind of pitiable village outcast?" Sesshoumaru smirked, he knew he was testing the miko's patience.
Kagome sighed, taking a deep breath to stop herself from diving over the table and ringing his slender…strong…lean neck…Her eyes slid out of focus as she slipped into her thoughts.
'How can someone so infuriating be so gorgeous? If only he were more pleasant…wait, so what if he were more pleasant? It wouldn't make a difference to me because I'm not interested in him at all. End of story. He is a ruthless demon with a rotten attitude—'
"Miko," Kagome heard the sharp, deep voice pierced through her reverie like an axe breaking a mirror, and brought her back to reality. When she looked up she found that Sesshoumaru was staring at her in a weird way, as if questioning her sanity.
"H-hai, what is it?" Kagome asked, looking frustratedly at the taiyoukai, troubled about her thoughts. Did she actually like Sesshoumaru?
"If you would kindly not wander off into your dreamland while in my presence?" He commanded.
"Hmph!" Kagome huffed and went back to her food; Sesshoumaru stared at her, his eyes glinting, and then did the same.
No one noticed that Rin was finished eating and was sneaking up behind Sesshoumaru. Living with demons, she easily picked up habits, creeping around so quietly that even demon hearing could barely pick her up was one.
"OUCH!" Sesshoumaru bellowed, Kagome turned her head sharply in time to see Rin's hand playfully attached to the taiyoukai's pointed ear. He was grimacing in pain, and leaning toward Rin trying to lessen the force. He looked very much like he'd got in trouble stealing a cookie and was getting his ear pulled by his mother.
"Rin! Let go!" He demanded, dropping his golden chop sticks with a clatter back into his plate. His demon instincts made him want to twist Rin's arm off, but his mind wouldn't let him, so he just kind of sat there, one eye was closed tight, the other glaring at Rin, his claws where clenched into tight fist, digging into his palms with his sharp claws.
Once Rin's fingers where gently pried from Sesshoumaru's ear by Kagome, he glared at her, as if daring her to make a comment. The miko was currently giggling behind her hand, but Sesshoumaru's death glare shut her right up though her shoulders where still shaking with mirthful silent laughter. Sesshoumaru stood up with a growl, the tip of his ear turning a light red color from the pulling and his chair moved back with a screeching sound and he marched out of the dining hall, leaving behind a snickering Kagome and Rin, and a half a plate full of uneaten breakfast. As he walked a couple drops of blood fell from his hands.
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Sesshoumaru stepped out of the great hall and took a deep breath and let it out.
'Winter's coming soon,' he thought, feeling that the wind was getting pretty chilly. He sensed Kagome walking up behind him.
"Hey," Kagome said quietly. Moments ago her giggles had gone down and she was now able to approach Sesshoumaru without bursting into a fit of laughter.
"What do you want miko?" He said with his cold indifference, he looked at her out of the corner of his eye, and continued his walking.
"Are your hands okay?" Kagome asked, jogging to keep up with his long, powerful strides and trying to look past his large sleeves to see his hands.
"Hmph." he came to a stop and held out one of his palms for her inspection. She held it up in her own, his large hand greatly out sizing hers. The cuts that were there no more than three minutes ago where completely gone, neither scar nor bruise left it its place. She dropped her hands, but didn't let go of his yet.
"Thank you." She said quietly, and then turned her head up to look at him.
"For what?" He asked, still not looking directly at her, but at the early rising sun. Hues of orange, pink, and indigo were painted across the sky of the western lands.
"For what? For the beautiful kimonos, of course!" Kagome exclaimed, holding out her arms, finally letting go of his hand and doing a full turn to show off the one she had on.
"Isn't it gorgeous?" She asked, arms still held out. A bright smile illuminated her face, which seemed to out-shine the rising sun. She knew he was going to say something mean like 'don't count on it' or 'as long as you're out of those rags, I don't care' or 'yeah right, keep dreaming.'
"Yes, it is." He said unexpectedly.
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N/A: Hm hm hm hm? what an interesting response ;P
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