J for Jungle
The dark is where the evil resides. The darkest place they have ever travelled was this thick jungle that refused to allow even a grain of light during the day.
The pigments of the palest green from the surrounding leaves turned darker with each passing minute. And when the sky turned into an inky ebon the miko's fear spiralled to the top.
Sesshomaru just couldn't understand the irrational fear coursing through Kagome's veins. Here she was among four demons (including Jaken and Kirara), one half demon, and nestled in the confines of her weird sleeping bag and still she was twisting and turning.
No demon in its righteous mind would attack the West Lord's pack unless it had a death wish.
Lord Sesshomaru was almost displeased at the lack of trust the miko had.
"Miko" He said. His voice was too velvety to her ears, her navel flipped and she turned to drown in the eyes that bled gold. This was the first time that Lord had made a direct reference to her after joining forces and each syllable of his, sent specks of tingles to her.
"Hmm?" She hummed, afraid to make even a tiniest sound, afraid that she would wake up from this beautiful dream.
"Sleep. Now. I will guard" He said.
Kagome nodded, her fears were purged with his promise.
She smiled.
She slept and he watched her sleeping.
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