AUTHOR'S CORNER:
YAY! The long awaited chapter is here for your reading enjoyment! I hope I don't disappoint anyone! -sweatdrop- You all have been so supportive and so encouraging, you guys are really awesome! I don't have time today to name you all by name because I'm leaving for work again and just wanted to get the chapter out. ENJOY:)
Chapter 13
Kagome arrived home with a sigh. Her friends had so much trouble picking out outfits for their night out that they left themselves only an hour in which to get ready. Hurrying upstairs, she glanced at Sesshomaru's room and noted that the door was closed before rushing into her own room to get ready. Dropping her packages on the bed and beginning to change she hoped ferverently that Sesshomaru was getting ready to go as well because they didn't have much time if they were to arrive with everyone else.
Quickly stripping out of her casual clothes, she slipped into her new outfit before rushing into the bathroom to fix her hair and do her makeup. The outfit she chose was much more revealing than anything she normally would have worn, but they were going to a night club and she had the overwhelming desire to look extra sexy for a certain dog demon. Knowing that he wasn't impressed or attracted to humans didn't keep her from hoping he might see her as attractive tonight, so she went all out.
The shirt she had picked out was a light blue halter top that scooped down in the back exposing most of her nicely toned muscles from running around in the feudal era for so long. The top tied behind her neck and hugged her figure nicely, hanging a little long and covering the top of her pants. The pants were plain black unlike the sparkly ones her friends picked out. They hugged her hips like a second skin and accentuated her lean thighs and calves before flaring out to cover the chunky boots she had bought for the evening. No sense wearing open toed shoes and getting her toes stepped on. The outside seam of the pants on each leg split open at about mid calf and parted showing off the knee high lace up boots. To complete the ensemble she bought a chain link belt with little rhinestones encrusted in it to hang loosely around her waist on top of the long shirt. Assessing her appearance in the mirror, she thought she looked better than ever!
It didn't take her long to do her hair and makeup. She had always had a light hand with makeup and simply lightly colored her eyelids the same color as the shirt, put mascara on and a touch of lip gloss. Next she swept her mid-back length hair into a loose pile on her head with lots of tendrils hanging down to frame her face and whisp around her thin neck. Securing it in place so it wouldn't fall while dancing, she rushed out of the bathroom and into her bedroom. Keeping in mind Sesshomaru's sensitive nose, she lightly sprayed her favorite perfume into the air and let a mist settle on her to just give her a little extra scent.
Unbeknownst to her, Sesshomaru had been waiting in his room for her to emerge from the bathroom before approaching her. He was impeccably dressed in a long sleeved black shirt cuffed up to mid forearm; the first few buttons hung open accentuating the pale collar bones and swan like neck, it was a style he imitated from one of the men on the TV that he could tolerate emulating. The shirt tucked into black dress pants which were topped with a black leather belt and black dress shoes were on his feet.
Leaning on the door frame to Kagome's room he was surrounded by the smell of sakura blossoms and spring water, her own scent only much stronger, which he didn't mind at all. He watched her move to her desk and begin writing a note to her mother and studied her with mixed feelings. The outfit she had chosen was rather revealing and hugged her figure beautifully, showing off all the curves she had in just the right places and illustrating to him exactly how good of a figure she had. Not to create a misunderstanding, he greatly liked the outfit, but he knew every other male there would as well and he didn't want anyone else looking at his miko in that manner. Wait… his miko? When the hell did that happen?
Just then Kagome turned around with the completed note in her hand and almost had to pick her jaw off the floor. Sesshomaru stood there leaning against her door as if he had not a care in the world, the all black outfit he was wearing not only showed off how muscular and elegant he was, but made his markings, pale skin and hair stand out magnificently. His hair looked much shinier and silkier than usual and his skin nearly glowed in the dim light in stark contrast to the darkness of his outfit. His natural masculine smell was much stronger as well and she resisted the urge to close her eyes and breathe in deeply. His scent was difficult for her to describe, though at that moment, she realized what his scent reminded her of. He smelled like a thunderstorm. Clean, beautiful, powerful, deadly, and refreshing, all in one. (heehee, get it? "Thunderstorms and Sakura Blossoms?... eh heh… yea ok, I'll shut up)
The peaceful look on his face and the way he regarded her told her more than words could that he was not angry with her for her words earlier and that he understood or at least did somewhat what she had been trying to do.
Smiling brightly she approached him, keeping eye contact.
"Ready?" she asked and he nodded once. Bounding down the stairs, she was much more excited than she had been all day. Perhaps this would not be as difficult an ordeal as she had originally thought. Sesshomaru seemed to be interested in the evening and was going into it with a good mood. This was a very good sign.
Leaving the note on the table for her mother explaining where they had gone and about what time they would be back, they left the house and headed downtown together.
Both of them could hear the beat of the music before they reached the club. The line to get in extended far down the street, but upon approaching they saw Eri, Yuka and Ayumi waving at them from some distance toward the front of the line so they joined them there. Sesshomaru basically tuned their excited chatter out as he studied the sound and feel of the place. The music was louder than he had anticipated it being, but it was not shrill, it was more of a thrumming beat that was loud. This did not present a big problem for him. One of the lessons he'd learned as a pup was hearing training. The youngster is assaulted with many different kinds of extraordinarily loud sounds and the demon has to learn to deal with the sounds and continue operating as if normal, especially in a fight.
Eventually they made it into the establishment and the girls squeals of delight were totally ignored by the demon accompanying them. Within moments of entering the building, he had already taken note of all the exits and how quickly he could reach each one with a protesting miko tucked under one arm.
Once this was done, he decided to actually look at the night club itself. The club consisted of a few rooms branching off the main room. One was a lounge where mostly the crowd old enough to drink resided for the evening and another was a smaller version of the club but with a different kind of music playing. The main room was impressive. There were raised portions of the floor for diversity in dancing and spiraling staircases led up to catwalks for ladies to dance on that hung suspended above the regular dance floor. Multicolored lights flashed everywhere, dazzling a normal person's vision and enchanting the dancers. A strobe light blinked in time with the music on one side of the room and on the opposite was a regular bar for underage and regular alcoholic drinks for dancers of age.
The girls led him to the bar to get a quick drink first before heading out onto the dance floor. They of course were not old enough to drink, but Sesshomaru sported a little bracelet on one arm that allowed him to partake of the alcoholic beverages. The bouncer at the door didn't even bother to card him. When the demon stepped up to the threshold behind the girls the bouncer had to look up considerably to see the demon's face. Though the bouncer was stocky and strong enough, he knew a fighter when he saw one. Resisting the urge to stare, he simply took out the bracelet and handed it to the demon, letting Kagome wrap it around his wrist and secure it before ushering them inside.
Sesshomaru ignored the fact that his height and physical appearance made him the center of attention, especially among the women. He had been expecting this and was actually quite used to it. Even in the demon society, he was a very highly sought after 'bachelor' and many demonesses clamored for his attention. The stoic demon was very adept at ignoring their advances and this would be no different.
Kagome glanced up at him nervously and was relieved to see him very relaxed, leaning against the bar and letting his eyes roam over the room and take everything in, he was adapting very human-like postures which shocked the miko. Figuring his favorite drink would not be something that was served in this club, he settled for telling the bartender to surprise him with something strong. The guy behind the bar smirked slightly and gave him a very strong mix of vodka and sprite. Sniffing it disdainfully for a moment, he locked eyes with the still smirking bartender and proceeded to drain the glass within seconds without breaking eye contact. Setting the glass down he slid it with precision at the bartender and scoffed lightly.
"You call that strong?" pushing away from the bar he ignored the bartender's incredulous look and let Kagome lead him out into the dance floor. Ignoring the occasionally bumping and 'accidental brushing' of someone's hand, the three girls and the demon made it a short distance into the floor. The whole way there, Sesshomaru listened to the type of music that was playing and took note of the way both male and female dancers moved.
The other three girls started dancing and were quickly joined by free guys in the area and Kagome turned to Sesshomaru half expecting to need to teach him or end up with him just standing there. Needless to say she was shocked and extremely pleased when he suddenly took the lead, putting his hands on her hips and dancing with her not the other way around. A light blush rose into her cheeks, thankfully hidden by the dark room and flashing lights, she felt his hips against hers and his legs brush her own as they moved in time with the music.
A techno song was playing over the loud speakers and Kagome's hips swayed with surprising flexibility as her feet stepped in time to the beat and her arms moved accentuating her hips and waist. Sesshomaru moved in a similar fashion, though more masculine and graceful. It took only a short while for him to realize he might actually really enjoy the dancing in their era. It was far more physical than anything in the feudal time and was far more energetic as well.
Soon enough a small space had been created around the couple as they moved together and danced and people began cheering them on. Kagome grinned as her eyes met Sesshomaru's and they continued to dance, his own graceful movement making hers look more graceful and his silver hair flowing about them as they twisted and moved making their dance look even more exotic.
When the song finally changed the people around them cheered before turning back to their own dancing, letting the couple resume a regular pace. Kagome giggled a little as her friends gathered around and oozed all over them both before returning to the partners each had found. Kagome grinned up at him.
"You learned how to dance…" she began, posing the question to him. He nodded lightly and looked down at her.
"I asked your little brother about dancing in this era and he played 'sta-tions' with dancing and this era's music on them and explained the different styles of music and the dances that go with them," he shrugged one elegant shoulder. "It wasn't difficult to pick up." Kagome rolled her eyes, of course it wasn't difficult for him to pick up.
Sesshomaru caught the look and with an inward smirk decided to pay her back for it. Before she could make a sound he twirled her around in place and settled a large elegant hand on each hip pulling her back up against his front. Her hips were just a little bit lower than his own, but the effect was there regardless. Their hips rolled in unison, his hands pressing hers flush against his as they dipped, swayed and stepped. Though the couple was no longer the center of attention, they certainly still drew a lot of looks and lustful stares.
He mostly ignored the occasional hand 'brushing' his hip, thighs or buttocks, but then he realized that one particularly insistent hand on his thigh belonged to the woman in front of him. The beat of the music had turned decidedly sensual and Kagome had slipped down his body so her upper back was now pressed against the front of his hips instead. Her legs and hips moved in undulating motions that accentuated the roundness of her hips and butt and her upper body moved against him as he moved with her, keeping his feet still so she wouldn't fall. He watched in fascination as Kagome danced down below him, her arms extended upward and wrapped around his hips, the flat of her palms found his lower back and pressed themselves there as her hips and upper body continued to swivel in opposite directions. While watching the television he had never seen anything like this before.
Briefly he wondered to himself how weak human men were able to sustain an assault such as the one Kagome was throwing against him now until he glanced off to his side and realized that they didn't. A short distance away a young man appeared to be sucking the very face off the female he was dancing with in his fumbling attempts to kiss her. Sesshomaru wrinkled his nose.
His attention was brought sharply back to the woman dancing down around his knees when she suddenly shifted away from him. He made a move to bring her back against him again, but she had other things in mind. From a crouched position on the floor, she suddenly extended her legs upward into a standing position slowly and sensually, making sure to roll her hips as her knees straightened, leaving her hands on the floor and her upper body bent over. Running her hands up her legs she straightened up fully, her back completely straight. Sesshomaru nearly groaned. He had never seen anything quite like that in his entire life and he hoped never to again unless it was in the privacy of his own bedroom where he could actually do something about it.
Shaking his head mentally of those thoughts, he refused to dwell on them, shoving them back into the recesses of his mind where they belonged. He was a demon and she was a human miko. He was from the past and she was from the future. Not going to happen. Plus he was a cold heartless beast. Shouldn't she be scared of him? Suppressing an inward sigh, he knew she wasn't and that it was because he had become soft toward her.
Kagome felt the demon's hands go around her torso and pull her back against him again and smiled. She couldn't believe he was taking this all so well and seemed to actually be enjoying himself. Who would have thought? Briefly she also wondered how he had taken her little retaliation for his move earlier. Her arms extended over her head to wrap behind her and around his neck, her fingers brushed his silver tresses and their bodies undulated in unison.
Kami, this wasn't fair! He thought looking down the long expanse of Kagome displayed before him for his viewing pleasure. His beast had never responded to another female ever but now he was doing all he could to restrain his youkai beast within and keep his eyes from going red. His beast wanted her, wanted this human with the polar opposite powers of his. Sure, he had slept with other demonesses, but his beast had remained strangely silent and the females simply served as stress reliever. Now his beast was clawing at his insides demanding he take the woman and mark her before someone else did. Why in Kami's name did it have to pick a human? A human miko at that. Asking him the same question over again never changed the answer he knew to be true. She was beautiful in an innocent way with her dazzling blue eyes and matching blue black hair, toned yet soft body and womanly though young curves. Then there was the woman within the body. She was strong and resilient, but at the same time kind toward everyone whether demon or human. The confounded woman saw everyone as equal, though she recognized superiority when she saw it. Then there was that stubborn pride of hers. Which he was sure was responsible for the way she was dancing a moment ago. She had the need to irk him as much as he did her. It was a game they hadn't realized they had been playing from the very beginning.
He let out a small huff of frustration that went unnoticed due to the heavy beat of the music. Things could never be between the two of them, so it was better to ignore her completely. Yea, not possible with her rubbing up and down against him.
Flashes of light off to the side caught his attention since they were different from the ones over head and his rhythm slowed, making Kagome looked up at him and then looked for the object that caught his attention. Quickly a crowd formed around a single dancer who was raving off to one side, small blue lights were swirling around him in complex designs, making the crowd 'ooh' and 'aah.' Sesshomaru watched for a moment before looking down at the miko still clutched to the front of him and briefly wondered why he was still holding her there.
"He is rather inexperienced at that, I can do much more complex things with my poison whip," he stated. Kagome slated a look up at him.
"Yes, but we don't want to kill everyone present," Sesshomaru thought that over for a moment before shrugging as if it wasn't his problem.
"The only way they would die is if they were stupid and walked into the whip," Kagome rolled her eyes.
"Think you could do it if I bought you some rave lights on strings like his?" Sesshomaru glanced at the dancer then back at her as if she had asked a 'duh' question. Kagome rolled her eyes again and smiled.
"Males," extracting themselves from the crowd, they made their way over to one side of the bar where one of the club workers was selling raving stuff. Sesshomaru chose the green lights over the blue or red ones and they made their way back out onto the floor.
"Now, remember, we'll get kicked out if you hurt anyone," Kagome warned him and he nodded once.
Sesshomaru quickly flipped on the lights and Kagome backed away a little. Feeling the weight of the lights on the strings first, he began twirling them in similar motions to the raver to the side, gauging their capabilities before doing more. The crowd cheered when they noticed the raver had competition and the first guy picked up his pace, thinking to out do the demon who seemed to constantly have everyone's attention.
Satisfied, Sesshomaru began to whirl the lights around him faster and faster, his wrists and forearms moving with fluid precision that comes of centuries of practice. His father had him learn complex hand movements such as these because the more you can dazzle your enemy, the better you can throw them off to what you're actually doing. Taking those lessons he learned, he simply changed them to make designs and swirls that would impress a crowd.
Kagome watched in amazement as Sesshomaru's hands moved almost too fast to see, the lights formed arcs and swirls all around him, highlighting his unusual coloring in the effervescent green light. Even the other raver slowed his movements to watch the stoic demon in astonishment. Sesshomaru had insisted that they buy two pair instead of one and Kagome held out a third string for Sesshomaru to add to the ones in his hands. Once he took that one she held out the fourth and soon he had all four strings swirling, dipping and arcing around him, his deft fingers controlling each string, avoiding tangling them and drawing out excited claps and chatter from his watchers.
Once the song came to a close he deftly caught each one and nodded his head at the applause he received. He wasn't used to displaying his talents for others to enjoy and he had honestly only done it for Kagome. Turning to where he had left the girl, he saw that Hojo boy had finally found her and had expressed his desire to claim the dance he had reserved. Suppressing a growl, he resisted the urge to tear the boy away from his miko, but decided instead to head to the bar. Kagome did not appear to be in distress, just a little bored, so he left her be until she felt she had need of him again.
Settling on a bar stool he ordered a drink and watched Kagome from the corner of his eye. She had a very fake smile plastered on her face and she looked like she was trying to find whatever the boy was saying interesting, but was failing miserably. It also pleased him greatly that her body was as far removed from the boy's as possible. A far cry from how she'd danced with him. Suppressing a snicker, he picked up his drink and was about to take a sip when he heard a voice beside him that he really had hoped not to hear.
"Well, well, look who we have here," his eye lids drooped and he resisted the urge to bring his poison into his claws. "Bored of Kagome already? Well I can understand why, she's not terribly attractive and she's such a bore," the girl from Kagome's high school who had insulted her the day he'd attended parked herself on the stool next to him. He didn't care what her name was, but Hanako popped into mind. Studying the drink in his glass he astutely ignored the girl, but she continued anyway.
"You look positively delicious tonight," she commented looking him up and down in the most revolting manner, "I would like it very much if you would dance with me," she said laying a highly manicured hand on Sesshomaru's forearm and pulling lightly to try and get him out onto the dance floor. A low growl that only she could hear stopped her in her tracks and her eyes snapped to the pale face. His eyes glinted dangerously and she shivered slightly at the almost feral hatred he was staring at her with.
"You will remove your hand from me or you will cease to be capable of using it ever again," her hand jumped off his arm as if she'd been burned and she tried to compose herself.
"Well, if you're going to act that way, then I won't dance with you," she said trying to twist things around so that she wouldn't have been the one rejected.
"That is fine," he said haughtily, "because I do not associate with disgusting, painted sluts such as yourself," turning back to his drink he turned his back fully to her. Hanako's face flushed bright red and she noticed all the kids from her school that she recognized looking at her in disdain. Quickly she excused herself and hurried off to the bathroom.
Glancing around, Sesshomaru realized he had lost sight of Kagome. Searching the dance floor he finally spotted her in a dark part of the room with Hojo. The boy's back was to the demon, but he could clearly see a look of panic that crossed the miko's face as Hojo leaned toward her, despite the girl's hands on his chest to ward him off. Cursing to himself silently for his inattention, he left his drink at the bar and quickly made his way over to the couple.
Kagome had been trying to get it through Hojo's head all through their dance that she wasn't interested in him and that she liked him as a friend. The boy wasn't listening and kept insisting that he had more to offer than the tall silver haired man. Suddenly Kagome realized that Hojo had maneuvered them into a dark part of the room before she had noticed and was now trying to kiss her. Putting her hands on his chest and trying to push him away didn't work, he just kept pushing toward her harder until she had her back pushed up against a wall.
"Hojo, stop!" she closed her eyes and turned her face away. Suddenly the pressure on her was gone and she opened her eyes timidly. Her eyes widened when she saw a very angry Sesshomaru standing over Hojo who was now lying on his back on the floor. People all around them were staring at them in shock as Sesshomaru proceeded to growl menacingly at the shaking boy.
"Do not touch her ever again," the tall demon growled down at the boy who was as pale as a ghost and couldn't even form a response. Kagome looked up to see a bouncer making his way over to them and decided to step in. Coming up behind the bristling demon, she wrapped her arms around his forearm and drew his attention to her.
"Sesshomaru," she said quietly, "I'm tired, will you take me home?" the bouncer arrived just then and Sesshomaru nodded. Quietly they made their way to the door as onlookers began explaining to the bouncer what had happened and others stared at the couple as they left.
Finally out of the club and in the open Kagome sighed in relief and breathed the night air. She had fun that night, but Hojo had really ruined the rest of the evening there, so she was glad to be finally out of the building and away from all the music and the lights. Sesshomaru was just as grateful. His hearing was much more sensitive and the music had taken a toll on him. He felt as if he had linen shoved in his ears and his eyes took longer than usual to shift into night vision.
The couple made their way in silence down the street, heading slowly in the direction of Kagome's house. Kagome sidled up beside the tall demon and he placed a comforting arm around her, pulling her close to him to help ward off the chill night air. Both were lost in their own thoughts as they walked side by side.
Sesshomaru thought at length about the strange woman who seemed to, without even knowing it, create a change in him that he never would have thought possible. He was far from being a loving person, but somehow, the enigma of a woman had melted a hole in the ice around his heart and had found her way in. Briefly the thought wandered through his mind asking when exactly he had decided he didn't mind Kagome touching him.
On Kagome's part, she was wondering what had created such a change in the stoic lord. His expressions had begun to seep out around his icy mask and his eyes had begun to reflect more of what he was thinking instead of that bored look he always showed everyone. Or maybe she was just beginning to recognize things that were always there. There was also the way he had been acting around her. Sure, he tended to revert back to asshole mode sometimes, but then there were times like tonight when he surprised the living daylights out of her.
He had danced with her that night as if he had actually wanted her. At first she thought he was doing it simply because it was what he had seen on TV, but sneaking a few glances at his face told her otherwise. The taiyoukai had actually been enjoying himself, and it was because of her.
Hope flickered in her chest. Could it be that he was actually growing to like her? Could the beautiful, stoic demon actually feel something more than friends? Suddenly her chest constricted in guilt. They had been in the future together for less than a week since the tragic battle with Naraku and already she was falling for someone else, her first love's brother, no less! How could she be so fickle? Was her love for InuYasha really that shallow that she would turn to the first person who came along?
Sesshomaru felt the shift in her mood and pulled himself out of his own musings to look down at her. Kagome's face was creased in a frown and a slight look of despair marked her features, making him want to smooth them out with his fingers and make it go away.
"What is wrong?" he asked, thinking she was still fretting over the stupid boy in the club. Kagome's head snapped up to the object of her guilt and her mind froze. How on earth was she supposed to tell him what was wrong? I'm just feeling guilty because I think I'm falling quickly in love with you and you happen to be the older half brother of the guy I used to be in love with. Yea, she was sure that would go over really well. She was pretty sure he didn't feel the same way about her either. Sure, he looked like he was enjoying her company in the club, but that was totally different than loving someone. Staring up at him for a moment, she finally looked away with a flush rising into her cheeks.
"It's nothing," she said, hoping he would drop it. Sesshomaru saw inner conflict in her deep blue eyes while she had looked at him and determined it wasn't about the boy in the club. What was she upset about then? Deciding to leave her obvious untruth alone and let her be for the night, he dropped the subject and returned to his own musings, now adding the mystery of what was bothering her to his thoughts.
Unbeknownst to the couple, seven pairs of highly interested eyes watched them as they continued down the street. A frustrated 'keh' sound popped out of a head covered in silver hair similar to the tall demon's, little ears twitched irritatedly from their perch on each side of the silver head. Seven beings crowded around a small pool in the middle of a beautiful ancient Japanese garden watching the image of the couple shimmering on the surface.
A woman in a demon exterminator outfit clapped her hands excitedly.
"Wow! I never thought Kagome and Sesshomaru would look so good together! He really seems to be warming up to her a lot too!" a houshi in black and purple robes beside her nodded his head thoughtfully as his hand wandered detachedly to her round backside. A scream of HENTAI broke their concentration and a resounding slap sounded through the gardens. A tiny little fox demon shook his head from his vantage point across the pool.
"Miroku never learns. You'd think death would have cured him," a woman dressed in a miko outfit nearby giggled and leaned her head on the hanyou's shoulder.
"I think it made him worse," everyone nodded in agreement as the houshi in question lay on the bank twitching, a huge red handprint and a decidedly happy smirk on his young face despite the fact that he was very unconscious.
The hanyou huffed in frustration as he continued to watch the couple. Kikyou noticed the guilty look that crossed the living miko's features and correctly guessed what was going on in the girl's mind.
"She is feeling guilty about her feelings for your brother," everyone looked up at the miko in shock, "she feels she is betraying her love for InuYasha because she has fallen for the taiyoukai so quickly." After a moment everyone around the pool began to nod.
Conversation became decidedly quiet and everyone around noticed their numbers had been reduced to five, as the fox demon and the energetic little girl had wandered off to play hide and seek. A toad looking creature sat off to the side and wasn't much help to the conversation as he lamented his lord's falling in love with a mere ningen, earning him the occasional bop on the head by the females present.
Kikyou studied the pair who had just begun to ascend the stairs of the shrine, still arm in arm, but getting no where emotionally. Touching her chin with one finger, she thought about possible solutions.
"I think," she said suddenly, turning all conversation over to her, "that you should visit her tonight, InuYasha, and let her know that you approve of her love with your brother and that you wish her well. If she knew you were ok with it and that you were happy for her, she might not feel so guilty and might actually try for something between the two of them. Kami knows, he really needs it!" Everyone nodded in enthusiastic agreement. The raven head of Rin popped up between InuYasha and Kikyou and she clapped excitedly.
"Yay! Rin will have a mommy when Sesshomaru-sama and Kagome-chan finally join us!" everyone smiled at the little girl's outburst and just as quickly she was gone, chasing after the little fox demon who had tagged her.
InuYasha had been tempted to turn the suggestion down flat, but considering the couple entering the house through their view in the pool and thinking about her well being, he decided that he wanted nothing more than to see her happy. In life he had been content knowing she was there for him and now in death, he had found love again in his first love's arms. He wanted Kagome to have the same happiness.
Nodding slightly he agreed to their plan, much to the excitement of the rest of the group. Finally, they were returning the favor for Kagome, she had taken care of them for their entire travels, always thinking of them first and now they finally had a chance to pay her back.
Well, all except for Miroku who was unconscious again when another shout of HENTAI and a resounding smack echoed through the clearing. Everyone around the pool sighed.