AN: SO I know some of you are heated with Sesshomaru right now. But do not forget Kagome is burning him with her power, she actually inflicted pain on him first and he is reacting. While I do not condone abuse, do not forget that this is miko/demon nature. We are not dealing with two normal humans. Plus there is a sick sorta of attraction there if you haven't noticed lol. I cut that chapter short for a reason, but maybe I should have kept going slightly so you could see that he isnt really being abusive. Anyway here is the next chap.

She panted as blood ran down her. "Why do you hate me!" She yelled, "Why scar me!" She had been told a thousand times not to challenge a demon male. But he pissed her off for far more reasons than she cared to admit.

"You are a Miko; you denounced a life of pleasure for purity, did you not?"

"Kikyo is marrying your brother!" She yelled, trying to wiggle away from his grip,

"Will you take her place then, Miko, or did you let the demoness bitch's words get to you?"

She groaned against his steel hold, their eyes glaring at one another,

"Let me go!" she gritted out,

"If you take her place, then accept these scars, Miko," He wondered, did she realize how far the commitment of Miko went? He doubted. She was angry for some reason and acted without thinking. He hated that the most. His brother did it many times in his own life. Sesshomaru knew Kagome was smarter. Plus, he did heed Naoko's words. Kagome, rather she realized it or not belonged to the West, meaning everything she did had a direct effect on his kingdom. If she were accepting this life, then she was the Miko to the West. No man would marry her, and she would forever be his problem. Her actions angered him. No one but him was supposed to know of her little secret. Perhaps it did piss him off a bit that she gave it away.

"I won't accept anything you give to me! You and Leiko can kiss my ass!"

"Such a dirty mouth for a little Miko." He leaned down, his mouth so close to her breast, she could not look, and she closed her eyes. "I will have to tell Leiko you are unfit to bond us."

She was about to say something, but then his mouth was on her, and her back arched of its own accord. He pulled her nipple and then licked over the mark he left on her, she cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

"This excites you, Miko?" He could smell her arousal,

"You sick bastard!" Of course, she was calling herself sick too, he was right.

He blew on her skin, and goosebumps raise over the beast he had sucked on moments ago,

"You do not seem to be accepting your Miko responsibly; Kikyo would have killed me by now," Or at least she could have tried.

"I never said I was accepting anything but training!" She yelled,

"You are on my time, woman, not hers," He snapped.

"You dont want me here." She hissed when his mouth reached her other breast, this time he bit hard and then sucked her nipple, and she arched again into him. He released her hands, and they went straight to his arms.

He licked her scar, kissed her breast one last time, and pulled her to sit up. "You foolish woman, when will you learn your place?"

Before he could think she pushed him, he fell back, and suddenly she was straddling him, her hands on his chest; she cried out, and her power rushed forward, burning him through his shirt and to his skin. He hissed and grabbed her hands and yanked; she fell forward, and her naked breast were flush against his now burnt skin. "Careful, Miko, lest you wake my beast," She was challenging him to a fight, but it was causing a whole new effect.

"Do not ever touch me like that again; I am not yours!" She screamed,

"Then do not speak to me in such an ill manner, woman."

"So this is what you do when a woman talks down to you; throw her to the ground and lick her, scar her!"

"I make her submit," His words were calm. Granted, this is not how he normally made one submit, or course, he didn't have to put many in their place.

"I won't!" She yelled.

He rolled over on top of her. "I know."

She stopped fighting him and looked into his eyes,

"You rile me up in the worst of ways, woman; if you do not wish to do this again, stay your tongue," He was trying to help her get out of this. Because somewhere along the way, lust slipped in between the throws of power.

"You slapped her," She questioned out of the blue. "You scared me, touched me then- She blushed. "And you tell me you only slapped her?"

"Hn,"

"No torn clothes, no blood, no mouth on the skin?"

"I would not touch her," It begged a question in his own mind: why? Why did he feel the need to touch her so then? It had to be the power. He needed to show her his power, that he was stronger.

"So why me?" She was getting defensive again,

He lowered himself and smelt her neck. "You defy me; she knows her place." Yes, that was it; it had to be.

"She wants to be beneath you," She bit out,

"Perhaps I should go to her then?"

She gasped, and he pulled away and nipped one of her breasts again, "Defy me again, woman, and I will leave a scar so unpure, not even your holy powers would fix it." Her breast would heal.

He stood. "You don't even want me! Why do you care what I do!"

"What you have done will reach the ears of many, the Miko who defied me, rejected me, you a mere human wench!" His own anger was coming back.

She stood up and grabbed her shirt, trying to cover herself. "All this because I said I would become a Miko!"

"You rejected your place here, woman, which in turn rejects me!" He boomed,

"This is stupid; reject you; you never even wanted me here; it is clear you want her or Naoko." It didn't matter.

"Naoko would be the smart choice," He told her, her back now to him,

"Then be with her, leave me be," Her voice was now a whisper.

"Naoko does not want me."

"I don't want you! I don't want this, any of it!"

"You lie, Miko, that is most unbecoming,"

She was saying it, but he detected the slight slip of conviction. It meant she didn't fully mean what she was saying.

"Fuck you Sesshomaru,"

His eyes narrowed, and she knew this wasn't over.