Sometimes when Kagome arrived home from the Feudal Era a glimpse of red fur would surprise her on the edge of the shrine. In time as the skittish creature became used to her presence she saw it more and more, until finally she recognized it as a fairly large fox. Not to be one to stand aside when she had decided on a new friend, Kagome would leave out little treats and watch from a distance as the kitsune slowly would sniff up, take one..dart back to eat it safely..and repeat.
Eventually it came so close she could feel the breathe from it's muzzle on her hand, and her wide blue eyes were shining in delight.
Not long after the dreams started.
It was normal for a mature young woman to have erotic dreams, but these had a similarity to them that made Kagome fidget. Perhaps she had just been around Demons so long that she was creating the perfect one in her mind. The arrogance and power of Sesshomaru, the good looks of a fox like her son and the sly behavior of Miroku, the determination to never back down and the snarly temperament of possession and refusing to admit wrong of Inuyasha...
She created a dream Kitsune of Nine tails to be able to withstand her Miko powers. In her dreams he plagued her mind and body with wicked temptations that left her waking with pleasure still coursing through her and a light sheen of sweat. Eventually the dreams started to follow her whenever she was in her own time.
It made seeing any male demon or human impossible as a potential. Every one of them paled to her dark temptation, that despite the bloody snarl she knew he would be capable of -every demon was ruthless at points when that powerful- he was always gentle.
Claws that would run through her hair or across her hips ever so lightly that it made her shiver. Lips that moved over her throat and a gentle lick across her shoulders. There was no kissing, that was a human affection. There were tail sweeps along exposed skin, growls from his chest against her back, and the always vibrant red eyes that stared at her as if she was utterly his posession.
That too she knew was a demon thing. Look at Sesshomaru with the swords, Inuyasha with the jewel or Kikiyou, the list went on and on..a demon only got that look with something that meant more then life to them and they would never give up chasing.
To have that directed at her...was thrilling.
Kagome lost her heart to this dream kitsune of hers that never said a word. Perhaps it was best that way..she was all but ready to give him her soul and cry that he was not real.
As a miko went about her business one morning, from the seclusion of the nearby bushes a red fox twitched his tail..and watched. Here he could not show himself and had only the smallest powers..but he had finally found a way to channel energy before being used to project into the Miko's dreams to change the destination of the Well.
Soon, Kyuubi would return to his world..and claim his miko in the waking world then and teach her just how gentle a possessive youkai could be to their chosen.