Rose Clippings

by Sereia13

Kagome and Kagura live with their mother in a woodland cottage, free from the grime of the large city, so when a knock is heard at their door in the dead of winter, they can't imagine who it could be. Or how their visitor will change their lives forever.

111. Ersatz

"Even though I wanted to fry you?"

He chuckled again. "I sincerely doubt you would have gone through with it, even without your mother's interference."

Sighing, she settled against him, finding him more comfortable than her bed, even in this form. He was probably right; the fact that he'd been injured played a major part, but the connection she'd felt when their powers had touched was unmistakable.

Even if she hadn't known the significance of it.

Another memory resurfaced, and she laughed softly, drawing his gaze, brows raised in question. "Mama knew, didn't she? About how you felt? That was why you were embarrassed when I kissed you here." She reached up and tapped the mark on his forehead, her smile widening when his ears turned pink.

"Your mother is quite intuitive," he said with a huff. "And not afraid to voice as such."

Emiko took that opportunity to re-emerge from the kitchen, handing Kagome a bowl of food and Sesshoumaru a cup of tea. "The fact that you 'allowed her such liberties with your person' made it obvious enough," she said with feigned indignancy.

Sesshoumaru scowled but accepted the cup. "It was not so out of character."

"Oh no? Perhaps your mother should tell us the story of what happened the last time the southern delegates were assembled. I heard it took a week to get the dye out of your fur." Her eyes danced with mirth as his scowl deepened, taking a sip of the tea instead of answering.