A little note: As seen on Dokuga. For 'The Spectrum Challenge' found on dokuga_contest. This will be a seven-chaptered story about how Kagome captivated Sesshomaru in one short week.

Disclaimer: I am not affiliated with the creators or producers of Inuyasha. No profit is made from this.

Rouge

Kagome was surprised the Thursday morning when Hojo stashed a bouquet of roses in her arms. She blinked, then looked up into his large eyes that seemed to sparkle.

"Thanks," Kagome smiled, although she felt a little over spoiled. Hojo always showered her with gifts, sometimes it felt like she didn't deserve them. After all, what did she ever do to show her gratitude? Nothing. She didn't confess her undying love (which she didn't even have), or give him something in return. She felt bad for being the object that wastes all his money, even indirectly.

"I saw them and knew I had to get them for you," Hojo grinned, "there's a great movie showing, want to go watch it with me tonight?"

"Tonight?" Kagome asked, surprised. It was Thursday, he had never asked her out on a week day before. Kagome shifted her weight from one foot to the other. She was very tempted to say yes, the only problem was, it was such short notice. What on earth was she going to wear?

"I know it's a week day," Hojo suddenly burst, a blush forming on his cheeks, "but I have to work this Saturday and Sunday, and I really want to take you. The movie ends Monday."

Kagome blinked, then smiled. "Alright, tonight sounds good. Thanks, Hojo."

Hojo's face lit up, then he waved and ran off. Kagome turned to her classroom. Now what was she going to do with the roses for the rest of the day?

The sweet scent of roses met his nose before he actually saw them. Sesshomaru frowned when Kagome turned around the corner with a large bouquet of roses in her arms. He knew she attractive, but to think someone cared for her so deeply to even bring her red roses alarmed him. The tug in his chest made him step back and silently berate himself. He was Sesshomaru, he was a demon, and the fact that a human girl got roses should not bother him.

"Morning, Sesshomaru," Kagome greeted when she passed him. The sweet scent of her perfume followed her and infiltrated his nostrils. Sesshomaru opened his mouth to greet her, but nothing escaped his lips. His eyes widened. Never in his life, had he been surrendered speechless by a woman.

Kagome was definitely a drug he had to get rid of.

Kagome finally chose a yellow sun dress, having had a difficult time finding the right outfit for her sudden date with Hojo. She quickly stripped from her uniform and pulled on the dress, then brushed her hair. Her eyes landed on the red bow Sesshomaru had given her two days before and hesitated. Should she wear it? She glanced at a few other accessories, but nothing stood out like the bow did. Sighing in defeat, Kagome clipped on the bow and looked herself in the mirror. Still not satisfied, Kagome decided to be adventurous and put on some bright red lipstick. Perfect, she looked ready to take on the world.

After making sure her homework was ready to be attacked as soon as she got home, Kagome grabbed her bag and closed her bedroom door behind her. Her brother had the television volume so high, she could hear his video games from her bedroom. She rolled her eyes, then made her way downstairs.

"I'll be back later," Kagome called out to her mother in the kitchen.

"Don't stay out too late!" her mother called back. Kagome did not respond, but she wasn't planning to stay out late, she had a pile of homework that needed to be done.

The sun was already setting, painting the sky with pink and orange hues. It was beautiful. Hojo was waiting for Kagome at the park, like he promised.

"I love your bow," Hojo pointed out.

"Thanks." She decided not to point out that it was a gift from Sesshomaru.

Sesshomaru glanced at his watch. Rin had dragged him to Harajuku, where she spent at least four hours browsing and blowing a hole in his pocket. Sesshomaru loved his sister to bits, but sometimes she took things a bit too far.

"We should go home," Sesshomaru pointed out.

Rin was staring at a leather bag. She looked up, blinked and then smiled innocently. Sesshomaru's eyebrow twitched. Yes, he loved his sister, but he hated it when she pulled the cute face on him.

"Now, Rin," Sesshomaru ordered. Rin sighed and out the bag back where it belonged.

"Alright," she sighed, defeated, "can we at least get something to eat?"

Sesshomaru was about to protest, but Rin's stomach growled loudly. She blushed a deep crimson. Sesshomaru sighed. Well, he could not deny her needs, and he felt peckish himself. The two agreed to get pizza in town.

While Rin placed their order, Sesshomaru sat outside with the shopping bags. Tokyo was always buzzing, even when the sun had set in the week. It was amazing how times have changed. Sesshomaru could still not bring himself to believe how the world have progressed, even though he had lived through it all. He was old, and sometimes he could feel it, especially when he watched the human race around him.

A familiar giggle caught his attention. He turned around, only to find Kagome with another boy, one he recognised from their school. His eyes narrowed when he noticed the boy's hold on Kagome's arm. Sesshomaru could not believe his eyes. She looked extraordinary. The yellow sun dress fit her perfectly, the red bow he had given was pinned to her cardigan and her usual soft and natural looking lips were smothered with red. Sesshomaru could not help but compare her to a grown woman.

"Sesshomaru?" Rin snapped him from his daze. He turned away from Kagome and Hojo and tried to focus on Rin's babbling as they ate, but Kagome's giggles filled his ears. He felt like such a teenager, and it frustrated him.

When Rin finally complained about her fatigue, Sesshomaru stood to take her home, only cast one final glance at Kagome and Hojo. They were saying their goodbyes. He felt another tug in his chest when Kagome leaned closer to the boy and planted a kiss on his cheek, leaving a red stain.

How Sesshomaru wished that stain was on his cheek.