Lolita

Chapter 11

That feeling you get when you accomplished something on your own wasn't something that I got very often. That was at least not until recently. If it hadn't been for him, I don't think that I would have gotten very far on my own.


Laying there he could feel the heat of her body against him. He could feel the fever that was in her body. Instinctively his arm pulled her closer to him. The idea of the fever made him frustrated that it was causing her pain.

"Sesshoumaru… I'm sorry…" he heard her murmur in her sleep.

Even in her sleep her tone was vulnerable and wounded. He couldn't take the idea that he had hurt her. Waiting so long to come find her… what had he been thinking? It was no wonder that Hanaki had been as angry as she was.

"It's okay," he whispered into her ear, "I'm here now."

His girl was in his arms again, and he wouldn't let anyone take her away from him. He would bring her home and she could live with him. Even if he wouldn't get her relatives consent, he wouldn't let it stop him. For her to stay in such a place as far away as this didn't suit her; not when she could go to school at home.

Before he had come here he had explained the situation to the principal and he managed to get the man to give in. Since he had been the one to approach the girl he should be the one punished for the act. Though they were both at fault in their own way, he would have an easier time finding another job. The principal had agreed saying that so long as one of them was gone then he didn't really care. In the end Kuae was allowed to come back to high school if she chose to.

Closing his golden orbs, he took in her scent. To stay like this with her was something that he never wished to change. Her scent was as unique as herself and had been what had drawn him to her. The thought of being drawn to her made him inwardly smile. It was something rare for him to pick a person out of a crowd of people. The situation was usually the opposite; women would pick him out of a crowd quite easily. He found if strange that when it was someone he chose, he felt quite content.


Sitting up groggily, I looked around my room with sleep still hanging over me. My head felt blurry and heavy, like I had been sleeping for a really long time.

'I feel like I had a really strange dream…' I thought tiredly, putting my feet on the floor.

Tiredly, I slowly wobbled my way down the hallway to the bathroom. Why did I have to wake up so early to go pee when I had been having such a nice dream?

'It almost felt real… like he had really come to get me…' I thought with a yawn; washing my hands in the sink, 'Stupid brain…'

Making it back to my room, I paused for a moment as my eyes tried to adjust to being awake. I stared at the bed for a few seconds, wondering why the sheets ended up looking like such a lumpy mess. With a small shrug, I fell heavily back down onto the mattress and covered myself with the sheets.

'Why does it have to be so cold when you wake up?'

As if on cue, a warm arm wrapped tightly around my waist and pulled me against a hard chest.

"Is that better?" his voice questioned tiredly.

My eyes widened as I realized that everything that had happened had been real. Sesshoumaru had really come to my dorm and made up with me...

"Yeah," I murmured, a small smile forming on my lips, "A lot better."

"How are you feeling?"

"Better than yesterday, but I still feel queasy."

My stomach still felt like it was twisting its way around in circles. It didn't seem to matter on how much I slept or how much water I drank. It just wouldn't go away.

"It will get better," he assured me, "We'll be leaving to go home soon."

It took a few moments for those words to sink in. Go home? Did he mean back to live with my aunt and uncle? My brows furrowed as I thought about it. I didn't think that I could just come waltzing back there after something so large had happened. I wasn't that naïve.

"I can't go home," I said quietly, grasping onto the sheets, "This is where I live now."

"You can go home whenever you please," Sesshoumaru stated, his tone seeming to sharpen ever so slightly, "There is no reason for you to stay here."

"This was where I was told to go and where they want me to be," I nearly muttered, "I have no right to go running back to them."

"Then run to me," he nearly whispered, pulling me toward him, "You will live with me instead."

Rolling to look at him, my heart raced within my chest. By the expression on his face I could tell that he was serious. He wanted me to live with him… and it almost made me angry. Why was he the one that got to decide where I went and when? Wasn't it my life and my choice? Hadn't the choices made been my own to put me into this situation?

"Why are you asking something like that?" I asked, staring back at him intently.

"It is what I want," he told me, his golden orbs unmoving, "I want you to live at the estate with me. Why should you be punished for my mistakes?"

"…For your mistakes?" I nearly growled, pushing myself up to a sitting position, "How is my being here in any way your fault?"

I was the one that had acted like a fool my entire life. This was what I deserved after acting so selfishly for so long.

His hand reached up behind my head and pulled me down to him. His lips captured mine before he pulled me to be against him once again.

"I was foolish enough to get us both caught," he explained to me, "If I had been more careful, then this would be different."

Making a face, I turned my head to the side. I wouldn't be able to convince him otherwise on his decision. He was a person who wouldn't be swayed from his resolve. It was a frustrating attribute, but it was also endearing.

"What do you propose we should do then?" I wondered quietly, not able to continue my argument.

"We will leave here later today," he stated, his tone once again calm, "And then you will stay with me until you are ready to face your relatives."

When I was ready to face them? How could I honestly prepare for such a thing? I could already see my aunt's disappointed expression and my uncle's fury. Of all people he wouldn't stand such a thing; his niece dating a teacher at her high school. He would say it was unseemly and would probably say other such things. How could I ever get ready for something like that?

"They'll eat my soul," I murmured into his shoulder.

He was an adult. He probably never had to worry about people telling him what to do or be reprimanded.

"They care for you," he said lowly, running his hands through my hair, "That is more than enough for them to look past our ages."

"I hope so…"

'I don't think I'll be able stand seeing that expression on her face again…'


He stood and watched as she said goodbye to her roommates. One of them was too over dramatic in crying while hugging onto Kuae. The one that had let him in the day previous seemed sincere when she said her farewells. The two of them wrote something down on a piece of paper and exchanged it. The scene almost brought a smile to his face; to know that she had made some new friends.

As he watched, he saw the girl that had been crying glancing in his direction. It was almost as if she was trying to determine if she liked him or not. Her friends probably had things they wanted to ask her.

"Kuae," he called, turning toward the door, "I'll put your things in the car."

"Oh, okay," she said with a small smile.

He knew that what he was asking wasn't fair to her. Her getting settled after just a short period of time and then asking her to move again… It was no wonder that she had gotten sick in the first place. It must have been strange for her; to be passed around so much. He knew that he wouldn't willingly pass her to the next person in line. That was something that he knew for sure.

As he brought her things to the car, even he felt a little different at the situation. He was almost excited. To come back to the estate and have her waiting there to welcome him home. Even to be able to welcome her home after school would satisfy him greatly. Just the thought brought a small smile to his face.

"What are you smiling about?" her voice broke through his thoughts, "Some pretty women walk by?"

Turning back to look at her, he gave her a gentle smile.

"Only the one I'm looking at right now."

Her face was flushed with his words before a scowl was forced to her face. She still wasn't used to his comments about her.

"Yeah right," she scoffed as she walked to the car.

As she drew closer, he took hold of her wrist and pulled her to him; pulling her into a kiss. He didn't understand how she didn't find herself attractive. To him she stood out against so many; though to her it must have felt like she blended in with the people around her.

"S-Sesshoumaru," she stuttered, trying to push him away, "Not where other people can see…"

He pulled her closer with her disapproving tone, his tongue licking her lip to ask for entrance.

"Let them see," he told her simply, a small smirk forming on his lips as her blush deepened, "Then they'll know you're mine."

Her brows pushed together in what looked like defeat and her expression made his heart skip a beat. How could she manage to make such a face at something so simple? It made him want to take her and keep her all to himself. Reluctantly forcing away the urge, he placed a small kiss on her forehead before letting her go.

"You weren't serious?" she asked him with disbelief.

"I was entirely serious," he told her, casting her golden orbs to look into her deep green ones.

The way her eyes widened satisfied him. They both knew that neither of them wanted to stop at just a passionate kiss. Both of them wanted more.


The ride home didn't really seem like much of a ride. It seemed to pass by faster each time I looked at the clock; the hour changing almost every time. It would be a lie to say that I wasn't happy about returning back to my school and seeing Sana again. Though at the time I wasn't sure about having left the place I had been put. Did I have the right to make such decisions after everything that had happened? Would I be pushed further away because of it?

My brows pushed together as I could only imagine the expressions on both my aunt and uncle's faces. They could only be furious after everything I had to tell them…

'I feel like they'll be even more disappointed than they were before…' I thought as my heart picked up its pace.

Just thinking about what would happen gave me a jump start and made my heart want to jump out of my chest. I could say a lot of things to a lot of people without much thought, but this was different. They were practically my parents, and to let them down was the last thing that I wanted.

"Are you not feeling well?" Sesshoumaru's voice broke me out of thought as his hand touched my forehead, "You still have a fever…"

Turning my gaze toward him, I gave him a gentle smile. Even despite the fear that spread throughout me, I knew that the choice was in the right. To come back with this man and spend every moment with him, I would be a fool to pass a moment like that up.

"I'll be sure to curl up into your bed when we get there," I told him quietly, not taking my eyes away.

A blush hit my cheeks as a thought passed through my mind and I could picture the two of us together. I could feel his lips running down my body; leaving a burning trace wherever he touched… The image filled me with a sense of want that was somewhat unnerving. It was unlike anything I had ever felt before. It made me want to make the image a reality…

"I've informed Jaken of the new arrangements," Sesshoumaru explained a he continued to drive, "He has agreed to be of service whenever he is needed."

"How do you know that guy?" I wondered absentmindedly.

I remembered the first time that I had met Jaken and it seemed like the two of them had some kind of understanding. It was almost as if Jaken had the utmost respect for Sesshoumaru. It was somehow… different from anything I had seen before.

"As I am sure you are aware Kuae, I have come from a wealthy family," Sesshoumaru explained to me calmly, "Both my mother and father had been arranged to be engaged when they were children. Growing up we had a few servants and maids that looked after things. Jaken had been the one to look after me as I grew older."

"So he's basically your servant?" I questioned, raising a brow.

Sesshoumaru nodded at my question, not turning his eyes away from the road.

As we were almost home, a thought made a pass through my mind and left a trail that followed behind it. If his parents had been in an arranged marriage… did that mean that there was supposed to be someone for Sesshoumaru to marry?

'If that were the case then he would have just left me where I was…'

Leaning my head against the window, I let out a soundless sigh. It was such a silly thing to consider. Sesshoumaru wouldn't have gone out of his way for me if he was just going to be with someone else in the end… At least that was what I believed.

The car came to a stop and the engine was shut off. I was surprised that we had made it to our destination so quickly. The entire trip seemed to pass by without me much paying attention.

'Must be the fever…' I thought dully, undoing my seatbelt.

"Don't worry about unpacking," Sesshoumaru told me almost sternly, "You're going straight to bed."

His tone made me laugh; the away he was practically threatening me to go to bed.

"But what if I'm not tired?" I questioned with a small smirk.

"You'll lay there until you fall asleep."

"Maybe I'll never sleep again," I argued as I got out of the car.

"Do you really wish to test that?" he asked; seriousness in his tone.

"I guess that really depends," I stated, walking toward the front door.

It didn't seem like a moment had passed before I was lifted off my feet and carried into the house. I tried to protest against his actions; kicking my legs in refusal. The action was futile though knowing that I really didn't have a lot of energy to spare.

"What are you doing?" I questioned with some frustration at being dropped onto the bed.

He was over me in a moment; his silver hair hanging around me as his lips captured mine. His tongue touched against mine and my body felt like it was warmer than it already was. His actions caused my heart to pick up and my face to flush a deep shade of red.

His fingers sent shivers through me as they traced the skin under my shirt. I couldn't stop the small sounds that escaped me when his fingers traced the skin at my bra line.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" I asked quietly as our lips parted and his went to my neck.

He started to nip at the skin at the base of my neck as his fingers slipped fully under my bra.

"Sesshoumaru?" I nearly gasped.

I reached a hand up to touch his head, only to have his free hand pin it down. I wasn't sure how to react. My entire body felt like it was in bliss and I wasn't allowed to do the same to him…

"W-won't you catch my cold?" I tried to ask; trying to stay focused and not lose myself.

It was too late. I was already being devoured by him.

His lips moved lower; bringing with them their burning hot trail. I started to wriggle under him as his hand lifted both my shirt and my bra upward. The moment his lips took in a nipple and started to suck, I was lost. All my rational thinking was shattered. He had given his answer and he had given it to me by consuming me.

I started to writhe as the sensation grew within me and I knew what I had imagined earlier would become true. His fingers made their way lower as he undid the button on my pants. I couldn't hold in the small moan as he slid his hand under and his finger slid inside of me.

"Ah, Sesshoumaru…" I gasped, feeling it push through me.

Slowly he started to slide his finger in and out; causing me to arch into it. It was an uncontrollable urge that flowed through me as I was filled with the lust for him. He was all that mattered… and all that I wanted.

His finger withdrew before everything stopped for a moment until his lips were back on mine. He released my hand and allowed me to remove my pants before he spread my legs. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders; grasping tightly to him as I felt him thrust inside of me. I cried out loudly at the feeling of having his member inside of me again.

My body felt like it was on fire as he moved; his arms wrapped around me as I held onto him.

"Kuae," he panted into my ear.

I tried to respond, but felt that I had no breath to do so. Our bodies were moving as one, filling both of us with blissful pleasure. It felt like there was nothing to separate us from one another. There wasn't anything that filled me in that moment more so than him.

His hands took hold of both of mine and pinned them down to the mattress. He looked down at me; our eyes locking as he pushed through me. His golden orbs were intent as he watched my face. It was in that moment that the sensation inside me heightened with his thrust. It was so blissful that it was painful. My fingers tightened around his as the sensation peaked and I cried out with pleasure.

Sesshoumaru's lips captured mine before he came forward and I could feel his release. Everything felt like it was melding together and the energy between us seemed to drop. As our lips parted I gave him a peaceful smile as he looked down at me.

"Do you feel like sleeping now?" he questioned, a small smirk on his lips.

Slowly I nodded m head and leaned into him as he lay down beside me. His arms wrapped tightly around my waist and pulled me closer to him. It felt like he had taken the little energy that I had left and used it against me. Closing my eyes, I welcomed the comfort he gave me and drifted off into sleep.


Lying there, I stared up at the ceiling with a dull expression on my face. When I had woken up in the morning Sesshoumaru had been gone. He had left a note saying that he wouldn't be gone long, but it felt like a long time. I felt a lot better than I had the previous days. My head didn't hurt and my stomach was only twisting slightly. I was sure that my fever was mostly gone.

With a sigh I grabbed a pillow and rolled onto my stomach before pulling it over my head. The faster that I got better, the sooner I would have to face my aunt and uncle.

'I can't… I can't face them…' I thought with my heart beating restlessly in my chest.

I was panicking and knew that I was probably over reacting. I couldn't help it though… They were my family and the closest relatives that I would ever have. I didn't want to make them cut the rope that tied me to them. Who in their right mind would wish for something like that?

"I can tell that you're upset," a familiar voice stated from the doorway, "but that's no reason to smother yourself with a pillow."

Sitting up and turning to look behind me, I was met with a smirking friend. Immediately I felt my heart beat start to race as a smile found its way to my face.

"Sana," I murmured, holding my arms out to her.

She jumped onto the bed with that gesture and pulled me into a tight hug before smacking the back of my head.

Wincing, I covered where she had hit me with a hand before giving her an apologetic smile.

"Don't you ever do something so stupid like that again!" she hissed at me, "I don't want to hear what kind of excuse you have made up in your head. It was stupid and you know it!"

I could only sit there and listen to what Sana had to say to me. I had no words to deny what she was saying, nor the desire to even argue back. I knew how stupid my actions had been and in the end I knew the reason for Sana's yelling was because she cared about me.

"What the hell am I supposed to do when you just disappear like that?" she demanded, hitting me with a pillow, "I'm not made of magic you know! I can't just teleport to where you are when I'm summoned!"

"Sana," I tried to interrupt her.

"The least you could have done was say goodbye properly, you ungrateful little fudge monkey!"

"Sana!" I called this time, hitting her with my own pillow.

"What?"

"I missed you too," I laughed, pushing her over.

She caught herself before scowling openly at me.

"You're not off the hook you know," she muttered, shaking her head, "You're lucky Mr. Taisho came and got me when he did."

"Sesshoumaru brought you here?" I wondered, raising a brow in confusion.

"What did I just say to you about magic and teleporting?"

I shrugged innocently before I was once again hit with a pillow and I fell onto my stomach.

"Sorry," I apologized into the sheets.

"Who do you think you are anyway?" she asked me, "Do you really think that they could hate you for something like this?"

My brows pushed together as I turned my head away from her. How could she sound so sure about it?

"You can sit there and mope about it all you want Ku, it's not going to make anything better," Sana continued; her tone almost sounding proud, "Look, all your aunt talks about is wanting everyone to see how much better you're doing. She's proud of you. Falling in love with someone isn't going to change any of that."

Turning my head back to Sana, I looked up at her curiously.

"You think she'll still be proud of me even though he was my teacher?" I questioned, raising a brow.

Sana grinned at my question, "Well you can always blame Mr. Taisho for being the one who started it."

"As spiteful as even Hanaki," Sesshoumaru's voice stated from the hallway.

"It's the truth," she retorted, shrugging, "What would be the point in lying?"

My green orbs looked at him and I gave him a small smile. How he had known that Sana of all people would be able to give me advice I had no idea. It made me happy to know though that he knew well enough to do so.

"How are you feeling Kuae?" he asked, our gazes locked together.

"A lot better," I told him with a small nod, "I could probably keep food down."

"That's good to know. Make sure to take it easy," he stated before he turned to walk down the hallway, "I'm sure that the two of you have a lot to talk about."


He could hear the two of them talking and laughing from down the hallway. It was good to be able to hear her laugh wholeheartedly like that. It was something that he had to admit he was slightly jealous about. Hanaki would be able to tease and bully Kuae and she would laugh and be delighted about it. He didn't think that there was a time where she had laughed like that with him. He knew that she was happy and that she loved him despite that, but her friend would be able to experience it more than him self.

Shaking his head with a small smile, he turned his attention to the mail that had been brought in. His smile faded then as his green orbs caught sight of his mother's relative's seal. They had sent him more mail even though he had told them to not interfere. Without even reading the letter he could guess at its contents. It would say how his girl was unfit to be with him and he would need to choose wiser. Closing his eyes for a moment, he tossed the envelope to the side without a second thought. There was nothing that they could do to her without going through him first. He wouldn't let them get in the way.


I sat firmly – stiff – on my knees as we sat in the living room of my aunt's home. Both her and my uncle watched intently as even Sesshoumaru sat beside me. It was nerve wracking to feel them staring like they were. It must have been a surprise for them to have me show up so randomly, even more so since they had taken me away not too long ago.

His hand took hold of mine and I held to it tightly. I didn't like not knowing what they would think about the situation; what they would do.

"Is what this man has told us true Kuae?" my uncle questioned; his tone unreadable.

I nodded my head slowly, "Yes sir, every word."

It wasn't really a bad thing, was it? Was it really so bad that I had fallen in love with someone that cared back? Was there really any fault in it?

"I'm not asking you to take her back into your home," Sesshoumaru explained, "All I am asking for is your blessing."

"If we don't take her in, then who will?" my aunt questioned with worry.

"She will live with me," he told them calmly; seriously, "I will take care of her."

Both my aunt and my uncle looked at each other with the same expression. If wasn't that he was an incapable man or a felon. It was probably more along the lines of a man taking a teenager that he had only met a few months beforehand into his home.

"I like to take pride in the fact that I am a teacher and keep my morals on a relatively decent standard," Sesshoumaru continued, "I would never do anything to harm Kuae or do something that she wouldn't approve of herself."

My uncle's gaze was firm as he looked back at Sesshoumaru. My heart was racing in my chest to the point where I thought anyone would hear it.

"Would you do things that were in her best interest?" my uncle questioned before a small silence followed, "Would you leave her if it were what's best for her?"

My brows pushed together at the question. How could he ask something like that to someone?

"If it were indeed in her best interest," Sesshoumaru stated; his gaze not breaking my uncle's, "Then yes."

My hand gripped his tighter the more I listened to the conversation. After such a time apart, I didn't want him to be out of my reach again. I never wanted to lose this connection with him.

"Listen to the two of you," my aunt interjected, "Isn't Kuae's future hers to decide? Or are the two of you just going to decide for her?"

My uncle closed his eyes for a few moments before letting out a sigh.

"It's true that it's your decision Kuae," he told me, our eyes meeting, "You are almost nineteen. You are more than capable of making your own choices."

All in that moment all three pairs of eyes seemed to be on me. My heart continued to race relentlessly; not helping me feel much better.

Looking to the side, I tried to avoid their gazes all together. It wasn't easy to think when the pressure was being pushed at you.

"So you're not mad?" I asked quietly, "That I'm sitting here holding hands with a teacher of all people?"

There were a few moments of silence before there was a small sigh.

"At first we thought you were just looking for trouble again," my aunt started to explain; her tone drawing my eyes, "Once Mr. Taisho explained the whole situation to me, I realized that you took the blame and saw how you truly must have felt."

I was surprised to see the small smile that formed on her lips.

"I wish for your happiness Kuae, above all things," she continued, "If this man can bring you what you need, then who are we to keep him from you?"

"I do not wholeheartedly agree with this situation," my uncle added, "though this man seems to have your best interests in mind. Prove to us and to others that the two of you love each other."

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