Chapter 14

She was grateful for whatever had pulled her back to the realm of demons all those years ago when she was just a toddler.

She really didn't try to look in to it, to question the inks of fate to where exactly she belonged, because it was as if she was an outcast and just maybe her birth realm had decided that she would probably be an old soul in it and hence the whole dramatic shift of her time zone.

She didn't try to ponder on things that seemed 'transcendental', but that doesn't in anyway mean that she wasn't eternally grateful for whatever had pulled her here. It was all warm, fuzzy and that was how happiness was supposed to be like, at least according to her it defined the whole sensation of being happy.

It was one of the reasons for not questioning back the new, strange orders from the Lady of the West. It came out of nowhere, all her belongings were to be shifted to a different chamber, away from the one she had laughed, cried and slept all these years, the one she shared with her best friend, her epitome of joy. It had baffled her to the core and she accepted the new terms with a single nod, biting down the curiosity that was dancing in the tip of her tongue, swallowing down the sting of lingering saline in her eyes.

She believed that everything happened for a reason and promised herself that she would demand a due explanation when the right times comes crawling in.

She had blushed and wanted to hide under the bed when the Lady had explained to her again the cause for changes in her body. She understood now, all the missed out science lessons and almost face-palmed when she realised how stupid she had been to think that she was in the brink of death. A small voice that wanted to comfort her whispered from within that she was not the only one who had thought that way. Poor Inuyasha had mourned for her for hours, before Miroku had finally cracked in and gave up the act of stoic to explain the hanyou what had actually happened. The look on his face was priceless, she had been told so.

Now here she was in her own chambers, well lit and all, but it oddly seemed cold. Loneliness washed over her mercilessly and she could feel the familiar prick in her nose, the want to curl in the corner and cry had invaded her effectively.

She just didn't understand what was going on around her. Yesterday, after the explanation, she was pampered like a princess, finest oils with alluring fragrance had been boiled, cooled and applied in her skin, petals of rare flowers were crunched to grace her bath. The Lady had taken out the jewel studded combs and petted her like she was some worthy doll. It had made her smile silly and giggle with the Lady who was almost like a mother to her.

When she had been dressed with the finest silks and satins sewed with glimmering stones, she was allowed to step out. Kagome was brimming with joy, eager to show her new fabrics to Sesshomaru. But he was nowhere to be found and so she had waited as patiently as she could in their room. When there was a knock on the door, she had run in delight to open them, to finally see him and play with him. But the knock on the door was given by the royal guards with an order from the Lady to shift her belongings. She felt lost.

She had heard from the silent whispers among the maids that Sesshomaru had thrown a fit. It soothed her to know that he was equally disappointed with the recent arrangement. It was like a balm against a burning wound.

Her eyes gazed towards the silver crescent swimming in the night's sky. Her elbows were rested in the large window sill, her palm cupped the swell of her cheek and she almost drowned in the beauty of the moon.

Sleep was as malevolent as it could be. It refused to grace her and the coldness embraced her.

She had never slept alone as far as she could remember. Her dreams were always sweet and warm with Sesshomaru by her side. She scolded herself for being a damsel in distress, but she needed Sesshomaru by her side. It almost seemed impossible for her to spend even a day without being blessed by his gaze.

His golden eyes...

Something was horribly wrong with her heart. It raced even when he lingered in her thoughts. Kagome had always known for a fact that Sesshomaru was so beautiful. But it came as a hard realisation that she found him to be even more- beyond the word beautiful could do a justice for. Someday in the future, he would want his own bride (who in every sense would be as beautiful as him) and she just couldn't obviously go around and demand him to share a room with her.

She felt low.

Worthless, afraid and alone.

And finally succumbed to a whimpering sleep that claimed her with strings of a deadly nightmare.

~.~~.~

"You are being unreasonable, my son" His mother had told him when he pointed out that her orders were uncalled for.

He could see where she was going with her point. But it seemed too silly according to him. He wasn't stupid. He was fifteen years old and he just knew what his mother was worried about. It hurt him to think that his mother had in fact thought him to be a hormone driven demon.

"I am? You are being unreasonable. You do know that I don't have any such ill intentions towards her" He had stated with a pointed gaze. His mother had sighed.

"When are you going to realise that you have grown up. Kagome isn't a child anymore. There would be inappropriate talks around our castle if you share your room with her and I don't want such talks in my palace."

Sesshomaru rolled his eyes. As if anyone would have guts to start a talk about him and he also knew as a fact that no amount of talks would really startle his mother. He could sense that she was planning something else, just underneath her skin, he could almost taste the ripple of her excitement, or was it curiosity?

"Listen to your mother" Inutaisho had made a final appearance and given his judgement. Sesshomaru had huffed and his aura had cracked with threatening anger. One glare from his father had made his fur to bristle. He refused to give a departing bow or to wish his parents a good night and with a hard stare towards his mother, he had exited the royal hall.

His room was devoid of her presence, of her usual giggles. She could smell the salt in the air, the drips from her eyes. His trained ears caught the wafting whimpers from her chamber that was down across the long corridors. He had never before moved beyond the orders of his father, he had never committed a treason before.

Right now, he didn't give a damn about his sire's orders.

With a made up mind, and high awareness of the consequences for his actions, he crept out of his chambers without his shoes. The cold marble under his feet didn't give him any chill, but the thought of spending a night without her curling up by his side was enough to give him a shudder. The night guards didn't make a sound in their usual patrol, they were somehow loyal to him and they seemed to understand that it would be impossible to submit to slumber without her. They never stopped him when he walked across the golden corridor.

What made him stop in his tracks was the hover of his brother outside the closed doors of her abode. Inuyasha seemed to be in a trance, as if he was putting his brain to use. Sesshomaru rolled his eyes again when his brother's eyes lit up on seeing him.

"What?" The elder of the two questioned.

"She is crying" Inuyasha answered, his voice was strained when he stated the obvious and it came as a no surprise to Sesshomaru. Inuyasha adored Kagome and he hated it equally when she was in distress. He hated tears, it sends him to edges and he tends to get all panic-ey.

"Yes, I know" Sesshomaru whispered and moved closer to the door. With a single push to the bronze handle, the door allowed him the access to his Kagome.

She was there, curled in her bed, looking unbelievably fragile and small. His chest felt a mild squeeze of a haunting twinge. She had cried herself to sleep.

Inuyasha was the first to act. He moved in as slow as he could, to wipe away the almost dried tears from her cheeks. She stirred and he froze.

"Sesshomaru" She whispered. Her lids were still heavy, closed and the hanyou breathed out a sigh of relief. He certainly didn't want to feel Sesshomaru's wrath for waking her up. The eldest of the heir crawled in to her bed and his fur found its way around her waist to pull her gently towards his chest.

She smiled.

It was too beautiful to be real, her smile. But Inuyasha as always, had to ruin the moment of any bliss that Sesshomaru soaks in. He went ahead and sniffed the air.

"Kagome smells funny"

That had made her to stir more.

"Idiot" Sesshomaru murmured, aware that his Kagome was completely awake now, but was faking the sleep so that the dumb brother of his wouldn't be hit for waking her up.

"Feh" The hanyou mumbled and twitched his lips. Before he could get out of the huge bed, her hand had found his claws and pulled him. He didn't budge but was definitely freaked out. He really had no intentions of waking her up. His ears hid in the silver mass, all guilty and sad. He tried to pry his fingers away and get the hell out of the room before Sesshomaru could get angry. But the human girl would not just give in.

"SIT" She finally whispered and the rosary that hung around his nape tugged him hard. His face was instantly buried in the soft mattress and his groan was muffled.

She giggled.

"Stay" Sesshomaru said. His eyes were closed, fully aware that his brother had his jaws opened wide in a surprise. Kagome pulled the startled hanyou again and this time, he allowed her to tug him closer. Her palm found his ears and the tip of her fingers brought out the hiding cones in his head. He purred. She giggled.

Sesshomaru hid his small smile under her hair. He sniffed once, and decided that Inuyasha's sensory nerves were all messed up.

She smelled heavenly and it almost made him purr too. He would never let go of her, he decided.

~.~.~.~

"I told you he would not stay in his room" Inukimi smirked and gave a look of victory to her mate. He huffed and gave a pout. He pushed his silver strands behind his ears with irritation and she laughed. It was a pleasant melody to his ears.

"I can't believe that he disobeyed a direct order" Inutaisho frowned. He rolled his eyes when he saw the smug look on her face.

"They can't be in love. They are too young." He stated with a pointed gaze.

"They are already in love. They just don't realise it yet"

A/N : Cmon, its totally not wrong for them to sleep together in the same bed. They are just kids!

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