CHAPTER 9
Feelings revealed
"A tutor?" Sesshomaru was truly surprised, "Why on earth do you want a tutor?"
"Rin wants to do better in mathematics?" Rin tried,
"Rin! Stop talking in third person!" he pressed his hand to his forehead,
How will I get her to stop speaking in third person,
"But Rin get's 90's in everything except mathematics," she pouted,
"Rin, 80 in mathematics is more than sufficien-"
"Rin wants to do better!"
Sesshomaru eyed the small girl in front of him; her arms where crossed across her chest, her pout was getting sadder, and her eyes were tearing.
Sesshomaru allowed a smile to spread on his face, and a laughter to escape his lips.
"And who will this tutor be?" he questioned in turn, crossing his arms,
"No one special," she blushed brightly,
"Hmm, maybe a certain young Higurashi?" he lifted an eyebrow, smiling wickedly,
"Your deepening blush is giving you away," he laughed as Rin tried to hide her face,
"Well, this Rin is not use to Sesshomaru's laughter," she smiled as he stopped,
"Rin," "Nyes?" "STOP SPEAKING IN THIRD PERSON!"
Laughter of a little girl erupted from inside Sesshomaru's classroom. Kagome and Shippou stopped and shared a confused glance.
"Wait a minute... HE laughs?" Shippou seemed scared,
"I guess he does," Kagome smiled, daring to knock on the door. The laughter stopped,
"Come in," Sesshomaru's voice sounded annoyed.
"Sesshomaru?" Kagome peeked in, he motioned for her to enter. Rin was sitting on top of a desk. Rubbing the tears from her eyes. Her face still red.
"Rin," Kagome greeted, Shippou smiled at her, making her blush all over again,
"Yes Kagome," Sesshomaru smiled, making Kagome step back,
"What is the matter?" he jumped up, looking for whatever seemed to frighten her,
"You are smiling?" she looked down at the thought of her silly reaction,
"Yes, I am," he stepped forward, towards her,
"You asked me to come see you after school?" she tried to straighten herself up.
Grow up, Kagome! She scolded herself, It was a stupid dream. Stop acting like a love struck teenager.
"Ah yes. Would you two join us for lunch?" Sesshomaru held back a smile,
"I, uhh, I guess it is fine. Well, Sango is off somewhere today, and if Shippou is fine with it?" Kagome felt very confused,
Shippou nodded, he was crossing his fingers, so was Rin.
"I guess we can," Kagome tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Good the Rin and her new tutor" he glanced at Shippou, who blushed slightly, "can discuss what and when they'll revise their work, and you and I can discuss the music and dancing ideas," he studied her face, she seemed to process the information, she sighed and agreed.
"Perfect, let's get going,"
"Pizza! Pizza! Pizza!" Rin was chanting as she followed Sesshomaru to the car,
"Rin, stop it!"
"Rin wants pizza," she pouted again,
"If you stop talking in third person, we might go for pizza!" he was looking for his keys in his bag,
"Fine," she took out her phone and started typing away,
"Excuse me? What do you think you are doing?" he scowled at her,
"I am telling Shippou to tell ms. Kagome where the pizza place is?" she looked up innocently,
Sesshomaru sighed, unlocking the car, Why do I put myself through this?
They arrived a few minutes later at Rin's favourite Italian Pizzeria. She bounced out of the car happily and ran to Kagome's car.
"This is my favourite pizza place! Sesshomaru said we can come here," Rin smiled widely,
"Shippou said so yes," Kagome ran Rin's small side ponytail through her fingers,
Shippou followed behind Kagome and Rin, Sesshomaru was waiting at the door. His tall, pale figure leaned slightly against the wall. The black jeans he was wearing did not hide his muscular legs. His white button shirt were loosened around the wrists and rolled up. This exposed his muscular forearms. The top three buttons was also undone, revealing his neck and collarbone. He took in the sight of Kagome, walking with the two young teenagers. She wore a pink dress; it hugged her abdomen and flared out by her hips.
Beautiful, he smiled at her. She saw his kind, soft smile, and returned it. Rin stopped, stepping aside and waited for Shippou to catch up. She walked next to him, chatting away happily. Shippou listened, smiling just as brightly as Rin.
"What?" Kagome asked shyly, dropping her eyes to the floor, he tilted her head back up to him with two fingers under her chin,
"Do not hide from me," he smiled at her, "you look beautiful," her blush deepened,
His eyes briefly gave away his lust for her; she swallowed hard as she realized her lust for him has deepened as well.
"Let's go inside!" Rin practically ran through them, she sat near the back in the corner.
Sesshomaru took Kagome's hand, leading her to the table.
"I am sorry if this is not fancy," he sighed, unfolding a napkin and placing it on his lap,
"This is perfect," Kagome took in the little pizzeria. It was traditional Italian.
"It feels like we are in Italy," she mused, tracing the red lines on the tablecloth,
"Have you ever been?" Sesshomaru folded his hands under his chin, studying her every move.
"Oh no. I would ever. I don't have the money. I have to put my brother through university. Shippou is still in high school, and wants to study as well. I don't think I would ever have enough – oh. I am so sorry," Kagome blushed, "I don't know why I am telling you this,"
"I enjoy learning about you," Sesshomaru's voice was cool, "So you can dance?" he raised an eyebrow,
"My mom taught me ballroom dancing. I haven't danced in forever," Kagome looked up at the ceiling, her eyes prickling with forming tears,
"You must miss her,"
"Yes. I miss her a lot. I am so sorry," Kagome dug through her bag for a handkerchief.
Kagome hid her face slightly, and Sesshomaru gently brought her face back towards him,
"Oh Kagome," he whipped a tear off her cheek, "How many times do I have to ask you not to hide from me,"
"Sorry," she said softly,
"And stop saying sorry. You have nothing to feel sorry about," he rested his palm against her cheek.
She leaned into his hand, closing her eyes. She sighed. Her warm breath against his wrist sent pulses through his body. It travelled all the way down to his need. It twitched slightly. Dammit! Get a hold of yourself! You are in public for Kami's sake! He scolded himself. Kagome's eyes opened. They were free of tears and bright.
"I see we are not the only ones," Kagome giggled softly, she motioned towards the two teenagers. They had their own table in the opposite corner.
"Hmm," Sesshomaru shifted his seat next to Kagome. The two watched as Shippou and Rin laughed. Shippou brushed Rin's face softly with his fingers. She blushed and looked down. He took one of her hands, playing with her fingers.
"They are adorable," Kagome mused, leaning her head against Sesshomaru's shoulder.
"Wonder what they will really be tutoring each other," he smirked and Kagome lightly slapped his shoulder,
"What?" he asked innocently,
"You are such a guy!" she laughed. Her laugh was as pure as that first time. The first time he heard her from outside the staff room. He was happy that she was laughing like that again.
A waiter came and took their orders. Sesshomaru informed the man that both tabs be brought to him. Sesshomaru shifted his seat back to its original spot.
"We should get back to work," he took out a note pad, she smiled at Kagome, who sighed,
"Guess we have too," she did the same; they worked until their pizza arrived.
As they ate, Sesshomaru wondered about a particular instance, she swallowed,
"Kagome," he sat back into his chair, she just raised her eyes to him, and her mouth was full.
"What were all the photos in that little jar?" he cleaned his hands, waiting for her to swallow.
"Was wondering if you'd ask," she whipped her mouth,
"They are my jewel shards," she was about to take another bite when he coaxed his head to the side.
"You know how people always say that children are little demons?" he nodded,
"Well, no one person is a completely good person. We all have good and bad within us. Every heart is different. Every heart has different 'jewel shards' in them. A shard is a good trait, understand?" Kagome felt so silly,
"It makes sense? Please continue," he leaned closer,
"Well, there are four dominant types of traits in children. They are: friendship, love, courage and wisdom,"
"That explains the words on the back," he nodded and she smiled,
"Yes. Those children showed an excessive amount of those traits. They made quite an impact on my life," She looked down at her fidgeting hands; He must think I am completely stupid.
"You are amazing, you know that?" Sesshomaru took her hand, pulling her slightly closer.
"No wonder every man who meets you, wants you all too himself," his eyes softened again,
"That is not true," she looked at her hand in his, intertwining again,
"Even InuYasha re-threatened me," he brought her hand to his lips,
"What? How dare – wait a minute... re-threatened?" Kagome felt confused again,
"Yes, he claimed you as his own earlier," his hot breath played across her skin, making her shiver,
"Luckily, I do not give in so easily," he kissed her hand softly,
"Sesshomaru, I-"
"Your cheque sir," the waiter appeared by their table, Sesshomaru sighed, placing her hand on the table; he finished the payments. Rin and Shippou appeared by their side as well.
** At some coffee place **
The black haired man looked at his watch again, Damn, she is 5 minutes late, where is she? The familiar waitress came up to him again, a broad smile on her face,
"Can I get your usual sir," she winked, smiling brightly. He looked up at her,
"No thank you," he waved an uninterested hand in her direction.
She did not understand. Usually he would flirt with her. He would tell her how beautiful and lavishing she was. How he would do anything to be with her. He would whisk her away. Now, he was cold towards her. She did not understand. Suddenly, he rose from his seat, waving, smiling a smile she has never seen before. A black haired women waved back.
"Sweet Sango, I thought you have forgotten about me," he took her hands in his own,
Miroku stood a head taller than she did. He was so close; she could feel his body heat on her. She blushed,
"It is impossible to forget about you," she admitted more to herself than him, he smiled,
"This dress looks beautiful on you," he stepped back, taking in the sight of her,
"Thank you," she felt silly, she went home to change for a coffee and discussion of work,
"May I," he pulled out her chair for her, she accepted it.
"Let's start with the decoration ideas, then we can enjoy ourselves?" Miroku suggested,
"I guess we can do that," Sango blushed, taking out her notebook.
They spent about 2 hours, but finished the planning.
"What would you like for lunch?" Miroku opened the menu at To Share
"No. Miroku, I cannot eat something as well! You'd be wasting your money -"
"How can I waste money on the woman I've always wanted to take out?" he handed her the menu.
They ordered a meal to share. They waited in silence, they ate in silence.
Miroku watched her the whole time. He did not know what to do. Usually he was fluent in his words and actions, but Sango was different. Maybe it was because of that night?
"I am sorry, my sweet Sango," Miroku broke the silence,
"About what?" she peeked at him from under her fridge,
"The night when Shippou came, and we came over, and I-" he looked away, he felt somewhat ashamed of how he acted.
"Oh, that. Miroku. Miroku it is alright," Sango looked up at him,
"No it is not!" she got a fright,
"How am I suppose to prove to you my intentions are good if I do that?"
Sango was speechless, she has never seen him like this before,
"Sango, I am so sorry. I," he took her hand, waiting for a slap that never came,
"I want to prove to you that my feelings for you are real and true," he brought her hands towards him, resting his forehead against them,
Miroku loved the feel of her skin. Kami! He wanted to have every inch of her for himself. But how does he prove it to her?
"Miroku," her voice broke through his thoughts, she smiled at him, "please prove it to me?"
"You want me to? Truly?" She nodded,
"Oh Sango, you really are my sweet, sweet Sango," he touched her cheek lightly.
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