Well I have reread this chapter a few times, and only seem to understand myself. If you have questions them please feel free to ask, I will answer in the next chapter which will be ready in the next day. Thank you for the reviews, they really stroke my confidence. Which I have seemed to be lacking lately. Also I do not have my youngest son which seems to be why I am able to get this chapter and the next ready! Well then see you next time!
"If you truly desired children, then why was I not an option?" Stated a deep, silk voice.
" I find that highly amusing coming from someone like you Sesshomaru." Kagome told the handsome demon as she cupped the warm tea in her hands and drank it in silence.
Golden eyes stared blankly at the miko. "I am serious." He told her.
Kagome blanched, she knew him to be reformed, composed, and intimidating. But for him to say such a thing was unbelievable. For as long as she has known him, she never thought of him to be so direct. She gently placed the tea cup onto the table. Her eyes continued to stare at him, as she analyzed the emotions that race through his eyes.
"You know the shadow of your brother will always loom between the two of us." She said to the beautiful demon.
"I see your human heart still lingers with the dead." He turned from her, and found his way towards the door.
"My feelings for him have no fault on my decision." She told him. "It was of my own choosing." She stood her ground against the Inu demon.
"Your resolution of obtaining children is ignorant. You choose to do something that will later create difficulties later in life. How could someone such as yourself, be so oblivious to what you might want in the future. You jump to a decision in less then a day without truly thinking." Sesshomaru turned slightly to the woman.
She was a beautiful human woman, whom he held in high respect for. But for her to make such an indecisive and irrational choice without prior thought, she was proving to be bothersome.
"My choice in wanting children does not revolve around with whom I want as a sire to my children, Sesshomaru." Staring into amber eyes, she found confusion, and questioning. "It matters with who I want to share a dream with, and the effort of it to come true."
"A dream?"
She nodded her head.
"You never told me of this dream you have." He seen the siren look on her face as she began to think. Her eyes sparkled, her smile gently forming.
"Ah, because we never came across the subject of dreams."
He waited for her to continue.
"The man with whom I wanted to share my dream is gone. But because he is not here, it will not hinder my desire for a family. Children, with or without a partner." She lifted her eyes and stared at him.
He could not hold himself much longer. "What is the point?" He asked her.
She knew of what he spoke of, why he was there he meant.
"Approval." Because even thou he and her were the remaining members of their group from the past, she viewed him as family, and she wanted support.
"Love?" A word full of deep affection. Many emotions wrapped into a gift worth giving to someone.
"Not now." She told him because it was true. But the images of two men came into mind. "But acceptable."
Again he was set to the side, again he would watch the woman he loved so deeply gain something she dreamed of. He knew the desire of a dream, because she was what he dreamt of, she was what he wanted, she was what he needed. But again he was someone whom she did not consider to be part of her dream.
After five hundred years he still held his pride, if what she desired was not him, then he would except that, and move along. Because even with just a simple life with her is better then a life without her.
"Admissible." He told her quietly, as he watched the joy on her face. The bounce of her jump as she ran to him, and wrapped her arms around his body. He returned the warm embrace, feeling her small body radiated with happiness.
She whispered a thank you, as he pulled away. He decided then that he needed to leave. He would not be able to contain his calm composure much longer.
Leaning down slowly, he placed a gentle kiss above her forehead. The little affection he was able to show her, that was only available for her, and no other. He gave her a small smile, and turned away, exiting the shrine.
Kagome watched the powerful male walk down the stairs. His silver hair dancing with the wind. She fell to the floor, and buried her face into her hands. Tears fell from her eyes, as she sobbed. Sorrow for them both, sadness because they would never be more then what they are.