Chapter 5: Forgot to Remember
Carrying Kagome bridal style into his study, the man gently placed her unconscious body on a nearby couch, adjusting her head and arms so that she wouldn't be stiff when she finally awoke. Walking over to his desk, he pushed a button underneath and called for his manservant to bring some water to him immediately. Sighing when a squeaking voice replied, he all but flopped down into his desk chair, leaning up against the brown leather of the seat. While he waited for his servant to arrive, he couldn't help but continue to gaze at the woman who was still asleep on his furniture. She looked so much...older. Examining her face from afar, the mysterious stranger traced her features with an invisible finger, collecting every detail, from the marking under her eye to the scarred palm that lay open on her stomach. Noticing that it was more flesh colored now, he looked at his own marked one and saw the same level of healing. It barely stung now. 'I'm making amends.'
A knock on the door informed him of someone entering and turning his attention to the intruder, stared impassively at his manservant who stumbled in, a silver trap carefully held in his tiny green hands. "Jaken," he acknowledged the imp who hobbled over to him.
"Sesshomaru-sama," he responded in kind, gently placing the serving tray on the edge of his desk. Pouring a glass of water from a crystal jug, he bowed low before serving it to his lord who accepted it quietly. "Will there be anything else my lord?"
"No, just start preparing dinner, we have a guest tonight,"
Appearing confused the imp turned behind him and dropped his jaw when he saw the familiar passed out woman on his lord's couch. "Ka...Kagome-san?"
"Yes Jaken," he replied lightly though there was a slight warning in his tone.
"Forgive me my lord but I thought you were told ack!" the glass he had just given the man hit the imp square on his bald head, knocking him out for a brief moment.
"I know perfectly well what I was told Jaken!" he growled out, annoyance clear in his voice, "and I had no choice but to reveal myself to her,"
"But, why my lord?"
"You know better than to question me," he answered, "Now leave." his silver eyes flashed red behind his glasses, scaring the imp enough that he turned tail and fled, forgetting the tray as the door was swiftly closed behind him.
Sesshomaru was well aware he was not supposed to reveal himself to Kagome until after a certain event passed that had yet to in the last five hundred years. Ever since he had managed to find her, he had secretly been protecting her from harm, which meant many a night was spent fighting the various creatures that were attracted to her because of who she was and what she had done. In the last fifty years alone he had battled against at least four hundred creatures who randomly appeared in areas she inhabited. They were drawn to her, and she needed to know why. Running his fingers through his hair, the demon removed his glasses and the spell that concealed his demonic form from the world. In the blink of an eye, white hair replaced black and grew a little past his shoulders, markings appeared on his face, stripes and a crescent moon dead center of his forehead, his skin became paler and fangs and talons grew. Gone was the frail looking human man and in his place was a fearsome dog demon who twitched his nose a few times as his senses returned to full capacity.
Glancing over at Kagome's unconcealed form once more, Sesshomaru snorted at seeing her still passed out, her body hadn't even moved since they'd left that shrine. It was high time she woke up. Filling up the second glass Jaken had brought, the demon held it in his hands as he went back to her side and giving her fair warning called her name, "Kagome…" no movement. With only a fleeting moment of guilt, he dumped the entire cup of liquid directly on her face, causing the woman to jolt awake in shock.
With water dripping from her hair, the demoness sputtered and looked around confused. The last thing she remembered was being in the well house, now she was….Snapping her head in Sesshomaru's direction, she growled at seeing the empty glass in his hands, the evidence of what he'd just done to her. "What the hell!"
"Calm yourself Kagome," he replied with a bored expression on his features, "It was the only way to wake you up," he stopped when her quick hands snatched the glass from his grip, throwing the crystal across the room where it shattered into a million pieces.
"Where am I?" she demanded to know while pulling off her poncho. The material had fortunately kept the water from reaching her clothes, her head, however, was soaked.
"At my home," he replied eyeing her carefully.
"What?" Inspecting her new environment, the demoness placed her feet properly on the floor, her eyes examining everything from the fireplace to expensive looking desk the man stood in front of. Finally, her eyes rested on the guy himself, his silver colored hair and golden eyes were something she was only used to seeing on elder men, not a man who couldn't be older than his late twenties. "How…"
"Kagome," he called out, "there is much we need to discuss, including what you're little escape attempt did, we can talk about trivial things later,"
"Who the hell are you!" she screamed out, watching in satisfaction when he stepped back.
"Kagome…" he repeated softly, the oddest expression on his face as he truly tried to gauge her seriousness, "You….don't know who I am?"
"Hell no!" she responded, growling in earnest, "I've never met you before in my life! I…" hearing his deep growl of displeasure, Kagome paused in her rant and breathed in deeply, capturing his scent in her mind. He smelled like the man she had seen earlier in the well house, "you're...the same person?" she whispered out.
"Yes"
"The guy in the well house, and that demon! The,"
"The Tenome," Sesshomaru finished for her, his eyes still wavering over her shaking form. "It attacked you."
"Who...who are you?"
"I...I am Sesshomaru,"
"Sesshomaru…" she tried the name out on her tongue, her eyes narrowing when the name felt oddly familiar to her. "You're Inu like me right?"
"Yes"
"Wow…." to his surprise, Kagome stared at him admirably now, as though she had never seen another of her kind before. She was behaving way too out of character for this to be her way of refusing him.
"Kagome….do you not remember anything?" sitting down next to her, Sesshomaru took her scarred hand in his own and showed the demoness the fading marks on their bodies. "We took a blood vow, and we broke it but now…"
"Blood vow?" snatching her hand back, she gazed at her own palm before looking to his still open one. 'That's the same scar...'
"Yes, we made promises on our honor."
"I don't...I mean I don't...ahh!" holding her head, images began to pass through her mind. Random tidbits of information, the most recent of which involved her dream that she now distinctly remembered the name the flea had called out. 'Sesshomaru'
A/N: No her memory hasn't come back yet, she's just like regular amnesic patients, it just comes back in waves. Please, review -Theores Oh yea, next chapter will be a memory from the past.