Sesshoumaru raised an eyebrow, all playfulness leaving him as he lay down beside her. "Is it that important to you?"

"Shouldn't it be?" She'd made enough of a name for herself within Kaede's village and those surrounding the well. The title helped, especially when travelling to other places, but she didn't want him to see her that way.

She just wanted to be Kagome.

"Titles hold power," he said, as if reading her mind.

"But you don't care about my power," she replied, the look on her face daring him to say otherwise.

He still raised an eyebrow. "You think not?" She opened her mouth, but all protests died in her throat as he settled himself against her. "I am very interested in your power. Especially with how helpless I am to fight it." He wasn't talking about her reiki, and they both knew it, his pupils dilating as her scent shifted again.

"I like having that kind of power over you," she confessed, stroking the stripes on his cheeks.

"You will be the only one ever to do so." Sesshoumaru leaned into the touch, allowing her to take liberties with his person she never thought possible, and she pulled him down, wanting to claim what he was blatantly offering.

A hiss escaped his lips when his door suddenly shot open, reiki shooting from her fingers in surprise.

It appeared Jaken had a death wish.