Disclaimer : I don't own Inuyasha ... But, I'm working on it
Warnings : Strong language ?Possible Future Lemons?
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Luggage in hand, Kagome's being was shadowed by the darkness cast by her new dwelling, it was rustic but elegant in design a large cobblestone banner skirted around the entire residence separating her grassy lawn from the stacks of stained and treated logs that scaled horizontally over the entire outer setup, like a shell. On the second story the sides slanted inwards to make the roof, which was slated. At the joining of the first and second floor the balcony extended outwards making with intricate black metal railings. Overall it was a longer, wider, fancier version of a log cabin. It was beautiful.
In the fresh hold Kagome dug in her back pocket and seized a silver key, blue eyes shined with excitement, she reached out to unlocked the huge oak door, when it gave a satisfying click Kagome opened the door. The interior was just as exquisite as the exterior. Four bed rooms plus one master suit fitted with a king sized bed, she would make good use of, bathrooms attached to all sleeping chambers and consisted of a bath and shower, toilet, sink, cabinet and shelving space all in white, whilst the walls were painted in duck egg blue making everything look sharp. The rest of the house contained a large kitchen, a dining room which held a long mahogany table where ten chairs rested at its sides, a living room, a leisure room and long corridors in between, not forgetting the basement where she had set up a secure room for 'the season'- AKA when you become driven by pure instinct, it wouldn't be good to be out and about destroying a very expensive house. To superior noses, such as Kagome's, you could still smell the fumes from the liquid colour. Despite that in here she felt calm, safe even. Like there was hope she wouldn't get attacked by more of Naraku's crazed minions. She wouldn't have to spill more blood. In these walls she was Kagome, not a werewolf with rare power, not 'The Howling Shadow' as she had been nicknamed. Just Kagome.
Kagome soundlessly made her way to the master bedroom, passing floral pictures that brought more life onto the hushed walls. Kagome's room was painted in pastel purple with dark violet swirling patterns scattered her and there. Beige carpet coated the floor accompanied by a chequered white and indigo fluffy rug at the end of the bed. The room was large and open – Jakostu for using her favourite colours so boldly. Kagome happily paraded to the bathroom, not before picking up a T-shirt and sweat pants. She almost fainted when she set eyes on the tub sat next to a walk in silver shower! H.E.A.V.A.N.
After the sapphire eyed woman, of twenty-one, exited her new abound she crunched down the steep gravelly path – more like a car sized tunnel through the foliage that someone had hacked through with a chainsaw. She turned off the path where the brush was thinner. Then she ran.
Gusts of frigid winter air gushed across her skin, as Kagome darted with inhuman speed through the forest, her human form was gracefully shed and replaced by her beastly side, unfortunately she had inherited some of Naraku's features when her had changed resemblances were bleak but still there, one example was shape, Kagome held the same large yet slim build as him, muscled legs, thick neck and fur, her tail was of a similar shape – long, fluffy but still sleek like the rest of her. Yet no sin weighed down her pure soul, her aura was light not massed and black like Naraku's miasmic aura. Her fur held a blue sheen and was glossy and thick, her irises a sharp azure blue. He was darkness and she was light.
Kagome stopped abruptly, dug her dagger like claws into the solid frost bitten earth. Lifting her muzzle into the air, her ears flattened against her scalp and one word entered her mind.
'Fuck.' She thought dryly.
All around her was the scent of an unfamiliar pack engraved into the surrounding area. What concerned her mostly was that a powerful alpha's aura was prodding and brushing against hers. There are a few things you should know about werewolves, there are strict rules and regulations that need to be followed, but I'll dim it down for you.
One: If foreign wolf comes over to another packs territory the pack that controls the land may either chase the unfamiliar werewolf away or worse kill them.
Two: If a lone wolf (such as Kagome) is to wonder on someone else's claimed territory then the alpha can do three things similar to the first rule, to accept you – to make you part of his pack- to chase you away, or kill you.
Three: A foreign wolf must not attack unless in defence – you will be killed on the spot.
With this in mind Kagome decided to try to keep her name as a lone wolf, plus her life, so she followed instinct and bolted.
A toned godly figure sat perched in a leafless pine tree observing the earth below with keen eyes, long silver hair flowed behind him, chiselled features set a extremely handsome face topped with golden eyes, all made the western alpha live up to his reputation. Sesshomaru had used the excuse of 'Needing to go on patrol' to get away from the possessive bitches wanting to become his mate – to become Alpha Female – just for power. He didn't even find them attractive! But Sesshomaru's main reason to come out was because he was curious by the new aura that had crossed into his land, it would occasionally flare showing a concealed, raw power. Something was off with the scent as well - although the being seemed pure - it was cloaked so much he couldn't tell if it was a male or bitch from the distance between them. Intrigued he sent a tendril of his aura out and prodded. The werewolf grew rigid for a few seconds until it sprinted off into the distance.
Putting aside his curiosity, Sesshomaru's alpha reasonability sprung up; the wolf had run in the direction of his home, where his pack resided. As duty called, he fluidly changed form whilst in mid leap to the ground, his silver mane shone, even in the non-existent winter sun. Large paws and muscled legs made short work of covering distance – he was soon a few meters behind Kagome who seemed to panic and pick up more speed when she saw him, Kagome continued to out run him. Encounters with Naraku's slaves paying off in experience. At the sight of the beautiful creature running beside her Kagome's step faltered – a big mistake – but she was only female, who wouldn't at the sight of such a gorgeous wolf- man?
As soon as the error had been made it was instantly noted by the silver haired male, grasping the opportunity Sesshomaru sprung over the black/blue wolf, looking the, apparently female hell hound of a runner, square into both of her mesmerising sharp blue eyes.
"Stop and state your business on this Sesshomarus land." His fathomless baritone voice demanded sternly.
Playing the submissive bitch was completely out of Kagome's normal personality, but the situation called for it, so she would let it slide – only this once though. Smoothly she laid down on the cold ground beneath her, head tilted to the side in submission "My name is Kagome and I'm sorry, I didn't know this land was already claimed when I entered. I've just moved here today and came to explore. I'll stay out of your way if you let me stay." Kagome growled, yelped and whined out – it sounded pitiful to her. Whilst her beast was throwing a hissy fit in her head, about being able to take him on or being perfectly capable to shoot him with some reiki, Sesshomaru began to talk again.
"Hn. Where is your pack?" he questioned.
"In the Eastern Mountains. But I left a while ago." replied Kagome.
"I will allow you to stay on my conditions. A wolf needs pack, you will join mine. We will meet with the rest of my pack to greet and become better acquainted later tonight, leave a scent trail on your way home and we'll follow it." This wasn't a question this was a command.
Admitting wanting to join a pack again was hard, but her beast - and her - seemed to perk up at the idea of not being in solitude anymore. Plus that house coasted a freaking fortune to build, like hell she was going to lose it after one day! Hesitantly she rose now looking Sesshomaru in the eye; she bobbed her head and said in wolven tongue "I would appreciate it. Thank you." Kagome turned away, "Good bye."
Paws made no sound as she trotted away. Every couple of metres she'd brush her side against a tree or make a scuff in the dirt. Shifting back into her human skin, in a slow jog she got to her destination an hour later and indulged herself in another relaxing bath. Kagome came back into the scene two hours later in a mint cotton jumper and black skinny jeans. Running a delicate hand through her damp hair, which was lose and drying into soft inky waves, the she –wolf approached the balcony, waiting for her guests. After some time she found herself admiring the natural beauty of the sun set.
Vibrant orange and red hues stained the heavens setting the horizon ablaze, silhouetting each twig and branch leaking out from a thick trunk; the winter made the trees crownless and resemble their upturned roots. Too caught up in the hypnotic trance she did not hear the doorbell ring twice, the third chime was accompanied by a frustrated rapping on the oak door.
Kagome looked down and her eyes widened slightly, an entire pack had accumulated at her front door, she estimated that there were more than triple her old pack... Another chime and knocks on the door later, plus a few pointed looks from the people who had noticed her gapping like a fish on the balcony, Kagome zoomed to the door. Took a deep breath and reached for the handle...
Why did it feel like all hell was about to break lose?
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