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Hey FF fam! Um, so I didnt think out the Whole Instagram thingy thourghly.. IN OTHER WORDS, my account is private and when ppl requested to follow I didnt know if it was yall or not..New Reward, first 5 Requests to DM me PMF get a shoutout next chappie. ( And if you followed me lemme know and ill add you to fam :) Buuut if anyone wants to follow me via Ig (instagram) then its A.J._queer19. Aaand if ya reaally want me to, Ill dedicate a chappie to you..IF you follow me. But dont worry I follow back (as long as you like my boring pictures:)

I had a bit of free time, so heres another chappie. This was painful. I sprained my wrist. I MUST love you guys lowl.

Promise Me Forever

"What are you up to Mikage?"

Startled, Kagome looked up from her old computer and appreciated the view Sesshoumaru gave her. His silver hair was in a traditional ponytail, as his fore fathers style, he wore a crisp white button up with a few unbottoned, sleek looking black slacks, and the traditional wooden house slippers accompanied with his black socks. His amber eyes were light and calm in the evenings lighting, and his face gave off the impression of mild contentment.

Kagome looked comical..a pencil in mouth chewed up half way, light sweat mixed in with her natural, almost sakura scent, perpetrated the air from the small rooms humidity and useless fan..Sesshoumaru's eyes followed her inky blue strands of hair that clung to her face, neck, and slowly slid out of her messy bun. Her eyes were conceled by thick square glasses.. Her yukata, a soild royal blue that faded into indigo then blended to black towards the bottom. Across her shoulders huge, soft, pink sakura flowers created a perfect allusion of floating flowers on the wind..that dwindled to mere petals..

"I think," she started softly into the silence..

Kagome tilted her her head a bit, pausing. Seshoumaru quirked sn eyebrow, curious as to what his hectic Hanyou would say. "I have a lead." He strode over to her side, and stood beside ber shoulder, gazing at the computer screen. "It occured to me that the Stalker could be a Vistor." She said, and Sesshoumaru nodded. "Makes sense, disgusing him or herself as a vistor would leave no room for questioning," Sesshoumaru said, discretly prasinig her theory.

"We get over a handful, depending on the type of holidays, of people. Different ethnics, backgrounds, from Bird watchers to newlyweds. If Asumi was near the Vistors, then she wouldnt think twice about them snapping pictures."

Both Kagome and Sesshoumaru frowned, not realizing how their auras, one blue with holy powers and one red with demonic powers brushed each other softly, playfully. Kagome chewed her pencil more, anxiety rising with her realizations. "Especially with the recent addition of her and Inu's Dance-fighting..!" She couldn't breathe, her anxiety was too high to use her breathing methods to calm her down.

Sesshoumaru felt the familiar tugging again, from deep inside, where his instincts usually lie. This time, he decided, or rather his beast influeneced him, to stay and help. Slowly, he took her and hugged her close to chest. Feeling no movement from her stiff person, Sesshoumaru hesitantly raised a clawed hand, after consulting with his best for advice, and slowly stroked her tangled, inky blue hair.

Shocked, Kagome stops breathing all together, beyond the point of shocked and on the verge of a heart attack from stress. Sesshoumaru frowns, not liking how unnaturally tense she is, and how rapidly her heart is beating. His beast urges him to reveal his aura, to help mate. Quickly Sesshoumaru lets his aura flow, concealing them into a bubble, but also blanketing Kagome with his aura. He shifts her form between his legs, so her back is to him, and ever so gently massages her scalp.

"Breath little Hanyou," he murmurs.

Slowly, Kagome begins to thaw out from her panic-y state. Sesshoumaru's slow but gentle ministrations on her scalp, and his comforting but almost overwhelming aura blanketing her, strangely enough helps her eventually melt into a purring puddle of hanyou. They sat in that postion for a long time, Kagome cuddled into Sesshoumaru lap, Sesshoumaru himself lazily caressing behind her neko ears,...no words needed, but everything needed exchanged through growls, nimble fingers, and playful auras getting to know each other again.

A/N: Sorry this was extremly short but, where I inteneded to stop wouldnt have made sense. Next chapter will pick up where this when stopped. This was just a filter, next chapter Kagz and Sesshou will be here, literally. So next chappie will actually be apart of this one. Please show me some love..sprained wrist here. ;)

Ja Ne!