Chapter Seven…

I can't do this anymore, Kagome moaned to herself as she threw Ichigo's make-shift toy YET again. Her body was sore from having to keep tossing her balled up shirt—and the shirt wasn't fairing too well either. Slobber covered and full of holes from Sesshoumaru's teeth, it had lost most of the grasses she'd stuffed it with and barely flew at all when she tossed it now. The daiyoukai seemed not to mind though if the constant wag of his tail was any indication.

Falling down onto her butt, she grimaced as once more her shirt was dropped down onto her lap. It made a squishy gooey sound as it landed on her and Kagome could feel the dog slobber soaking through the clothes she was wearing. Ew…she thought silently—glad her tongue was staying quiet for once—as she picked the shirt up with two fingers and tossed it again, watching as droplets of drool flung off as it flew through the air.

This time the daiyoukai didn't even have to really turn his head to retrieve it and give it back to her. When he dropped it once more down for her to get, Kagome couldn't stop the suffering groan from escaping her lips and she fell back onto the earth.

Death might be sweet relief…because this was just plain torture.

"I can't keep doing this, Sesshoumaru!" Kagome yelled, covering her eyes with her arm and grimacing as the motion was too much like what she had been doing for what felt like hours now. At least Sesshoumaru had learned very quickly that he couldn't play the same tug-of-war game he'd witnessed Ichigo doing. Now that had been scary, flying through the air, and the landing hadn't been much better.

Sesshoumaru nosed her prone form, the coldness making her jump. Kagome uncovered her face to stare up at the monstrous white dog above her. His column size legs were on either side of her laying spot making Kagome feel like she was caged in fur. "We have to work something else out," she pleaded, letting her voice fade with the vain hope that Sesshoumaru would understand and be in an acquiescing mood…

…which apparently he was not, if the menacing growl that escaped his mouth and the curling back of his lips baring his lethal fangs was any clue.

"Gah!" Kagome shouted in frustration, picking up the remains of her shirt and throwing it at him.

Much to her personal satisfaction, the shirt hit him straight on the nose, making one last oozing sound as it died finally. Sesshoumaru staggered backwards slightly, shaking his muzzle to dislodge the ruined cloth. He turned immense, glaring red eyes in her direction then, looking entirely put out now that his toy was gone. "I can't do it anymore!" Kagome shouted at him, slamming her hands down onto the ground with emphasis. "I'm sore, I'm tired, I'm covered in drool, and I'm hungry!"

She pushed herself to her feet, wincing as the cuts and bruises she'd earned this day made themselves known once more. The daiyoukai eyed the remains of her shirt and then looked at her once more, growling. Kagome scowled back, placing her hands on her hips in a truly outraged female fashion. "Don't you growl at me, Sesshoumaru," she bit out. "And I've had enough with you abducting me for puppy play! You need to find someone else to indulge yourself with because this miko has had it."

His canine form glowered down at her and Kagome could read in his eyes what he would have been telling her-if he could talk to her in a language she could understand. He would have been saying something along the lines of 'you dare to order this Sesshoumaru?'

"Oh I dare!" Kagome shot back even though he hadn't actually said anything. She quietly murdered the scared voices in her head as she did, too. Yes Sesshoumaru was not a youkai to piss off—but she wasn't to be taken lightly either! And she felt that she'd put up with enough since Sesshoumaru had come across them and her poodle.

Speaking of poodles…

"And why in the hell are you so terrified of my poodle?"

His head moved slightly and his eyes widened and then narrowed. Kagome read into that look, too. He's thinking that this one is not afraid, she mocked in her mind. "It's a freaking toy poodle, Sesshoumaru!" Kagome answered her mental mocking. Then she began to pace as she tried to figure out how her life had become this. "No one is afraid of toy poodles!"

*PA*

The girl is losing her fragile hold on her mental state, Sesshoumaru observed as he watched the miko. She was now pacing in between his legs and every once in a while she'd reach out and run her fingers through his fur as she either berated him or tried to soothe him. As much as he detested being stroked by her and as much as her ramblings were almost impossible to follow, he found he did not move away from her and actually wanted more. "Now don't say that, Sesshoumaru," the miko continued as she stroked through his leg fur again. "You have a very nice coat."

Was she having a one-sided conversation where she spoke FOR him?

He observed her haggard appearance and decided that perhaps her human weaknesses had finally caught up with her. After all, the miko had been throwing that delightful creation of hers for almost the entire day and well into the evening.

Decision made, as he wanted her to make him another toy, Sesshoumaru leaned down and very carefully picked the miko up with his teeth by her clothing. He winced as she screamed and was tempted to bite down in a firmer fashion when she flailed uselessly around, but a soft growl and the realization that he wasn't going to eat her as she'd screeched for him not to in much vulgar terms (as if he'd indulge in such junk food) seemed to calm her down. Or at least it stopped her from hurting his ears…

*PA*

This is…different, Kagome thought as she hung from Sesshoumaru's mouth struggling to keep her shirt from inching up and making her flash the world. Of course, only an idiot would come close enough to Sesshoumaru to actually be able to SEE anything.

After the first few terrifying minutes and the rambling pleas to NOT be eaten (wow, she seemed to be asking that of Sesshoumaru a lot lately...), she'd realized Sesshoumaru had something else planned for her. Whatever that might be, Kagome was fairly certain she didn't want to dwell on it as the daiyoukai probably thought she was insane (and right then Kagome was tending to agree with him). So she'd just decided to "hang on", as it were, and see what he had in store for her

At least she didn't have to throw anything.

Then the daiyoukai began trotting forward and the ride was even more bracing. It was entirely different than riding on Kirara or Inuyasha's back that was for sure. A very much more terrifying means of travel, as well, as the only thing keeping her in Sesshoumaru's mouth was her shirt—whose material couldn't stand up to much of the dog demon's abuse as had been previously proven—and she was a long, long way from the ground. Had he gotten bigger?

Closing her eyes to keep from staring at the quickly passing ground, Kagome 'eeped' when Sesshoumaru finally came to a stop and began to shuffle around. She only knew he was doing something because she kept swaying back and forth, back and forth. Just when Kagome thought she just might vomit from the continued swaying, she felt Sesshoumaru lowering his head. Relief filled her as Kagome felt the ground beneath her feet again and his teeth released their hold on her.

Kagome stumbled forward, falling intentionally down to her hands and knees as she tried to deny the urge to kiss the ground. When her earth worshiping was over, she raised her head to take stock of her new predicament, feeling Sesshoumaru still standing behind her.

What in the hell?

She was in a hole…

*PA*

It was with some…amusement…thatSesshoumaru watched the miko's facial expressions when she realized where she was.

At least it had shut her long-winded mouth up.

He doubted she had even been aware that her one-sided conversation had continued unending after she'd gotten over the fact that he wasn't going to eat her. Again, how disgusting. Humans were hardly palatable…

He did wonder, however, where in the world the miko had gotten such ideas about his manner of conversing from. Some of the things she had attributed him to saying were downright ludicrous.

Deciding it was time for the miko to rest, he leaned down and nosed her. She immediately fell back onto the ground with a 'oof' sound, all righteous fury once more. It is strange how I put up with that from her, Sesshoumaru thought, but that can be contemplated on at another time.

Using her position to his favor, he scooped a large portion of the dirt he'd dug out to create the hole she was in back into it and onto the miko as well. She screamed as the dirt covered her from her chest down and then glared up at him as she began to attempt to scoot out from underneath the mound.

His paw put lightly down on top of her struggling form and a low woof stilled her immediately. She is finally learning, he mentally sighed, glad to have that frustration off his back as he curled up around the hole he'd placed her in to sleep. While he wouldn't normally do this—and actually never had before—he didn't want her trying to slip away and he wanted to get a bit of sleep himself.

*PA*

"I am now a bone to him," Kagome stated as she stared up at the sky overhead. "My, the stars are looking pretty tonight."

A large dog head blocked her view for a minute and Sesshoumaru let out another woof. Kagome blinked, trying to get the dirt he'd blown at her out of her face. "Oh shut up," she snidely replied. "I'm not going anywhere!"

His red eyes narrowed menacingly, but the daiyoukai laid his head back down. "And I can talk if I want to!" she shouted up at him, waiting for him to come back into her line of sight.

The massive dog body curled around her current imprisonment merely took a deep, long breath that was slowly released.

Kagome gave him a minute of silence before continuing to talk. It wasn't her fault that, when stuck in a situation like this—not that she'd ever actually been buried before, she talked nonstop. "At least he let me breathe," she said as she tested the weight of the earth piled on her. Her arms were loosening the more she wiggled and this was a good sign. "Though I'm not sure for how much longer this will go on since I can't seem to shut myself up."

As if in answer to her spoken words, the dog form of Sesshoumaru sighed again. His paw gave a little kick, sending more dirt sliding down into the hole. Kagome coughed as much of it ended up on or near her face. Twisting her head to raise it up above the dirt once more, she glared up at the offending dog demon and mouthed a quiet 'fuck you' before taking a deep breath.

Think, Kagome, she told herself. Think quietly about how to get out of this situation.

She was surprised Inuyasha had not stumbled upon them yet—her hanyou had a way about him when it came to her being abducted. How far away had Sesshoumaru taken her? Were they even still in Japan? Of course we are, silly. He wouldn't want to leave his territory just to play puppy.

Or maybe he had?

Mind reeling from this maybe latest predicament, Kagome became unerringly still and just listened. Everything sounded…Japanese…and now Sesshoumaru was snoring away above her. Would he sleep outside land that wasn't his?

Nah, of course not!

And now to get the hell away from this freak…

*PA*

to be continued…