He was outside, trying to figure out what just happened.
Why was it that every time she challenged him he wanted to put her in her place, that place being naked on his bed?
Because she challenged his very manhood.
"What do you want?" He asked feeling Kikyo.
She walked up to him and pulled the book "Do not let your mother get a hold of this," She handed it to him.
"You should read it,"
"Why would my mother care,"
"I suspect she knows more than she lets on when it comes to all this,"
"Did you not discuss this with the Miko?"
"Some of it should only be shared between two people,"
He raised an eyebrow,
"I made an observation while here,"
He waited knowing she was going to tell him.
"When you two go at each other, she seems full of life,"
"Are you saying I should fight her?"
Kikyo shrugged. "There are other ways, though im not sure she would be willing,"
He turned to her fully, made her think he would be willing.
"Read the book, they left it for their sons for a reason,"
"Perhas for Inuyasha,"
"And yet here we are, she is pregnant with you're child, the life that grows if half you,"
"I am aware,"
She looked away "You are a fighter, not a lover,"
He narrowed his eyes,
"Why is the other woman still here? She is not pregnant,"
"My mother wishes for me to try again,"
He didn't know why he was telling her.
"It is none of my business anyway, but your mother is doing you no favor she claims Kagome is led by her emotions but is she not doing the same?"
He could not deny that he felt his mother was reliving her past and causing more issues than helping.
"Read the book, it is up to you,"
She turned "We are leaving,"
He looked at the book, and when she left, he opened it and began to read.
My closeness kept my mate well in the earlier days; where she goes, I go. My touch calms and my kiss soothes. Coldness agrees with her and I find myself drawn to her glow; she carries my seed so well though it drains her. I made an observation and tested my theory. My power is great; the pup heeds me even in her womb, but my power is for him; I discover when she aches, it is I who can sustain her. Putting my seed in her gave her that child; putting my seed in her now is like herb; it heals her, sustains her for a time.
Sesshomar closed the book. His father's mate was human, Kagome was a Miko. While some of this may be helpful, he knew it would not be that easy. She was still very early, and already, his closeness was beginning not to be enough. Of course, they were not as close as his father probably was to his mate.
But something did stand out. His father's power settled Inuyasha in the womb; perhaps their heated arguments fed the child. But to sleep with her again? She would not be willing but was he?
Did his mother know?
He wasn't sure, but he was going to find out.
He tossed the book on her table "Did you know?"
She opens the book and turns the pages, and then smirks, closing the book. "Is this your plan?"
"Were you aware of it?"
"I did not read his words,"
"I will not repeat,"
She stood. "Careful pup," She came closer. "You forgot I left them for the moon palace. Did you think I stayed behind and watched that? I did not,"
He relaxed a bit,
"Besides, what would it matter if I had, what would you have done, slept with her? Do you think she would have you again?" She laughed and then stopped. "The demoness needs to be pregnant, Sesshomaru; she is the one you need to be sleeping with,"
"Return to your palace, Mother,"
"Do not think to tell me what to do, I am still queen as you are queenless,"
Sesshomaru turned, "Do as you wish,"
He did not go to the demoness but to Kagome.
She lay in bed, her robes loose. He sat down next to her.
"Good news?" She asked though he knew she didn't care,
"If I said yes?"
She turned away from him.
"She does not carry,"
She still said nothing,
"Are you feeling ill again,"
"Weak, tired," But at the same time, she was sick of being in bed.
"I wish to try something."
Kagome looks back at him,
"Face me,"
She sighed and laid back on her back. He placed a hand on her belly "Do not fight me," He let small, very small bits of his power flow through his hand.
After a moment he looked at her "Do you feel no different?"
"The only thing I feel is hotter; holding my power down when you are calling yours up hurts."
"Yet if you can not master it, you will harm him when he starts giving off his own," He started to lean down.
"What are you doing?"
He laid his ear on her tummy. "Quiet,"
He closed his eyes, and she watched closely.
He opened his eyes "A strong heartbeat,"
She wished she could hear,
He growled low and steadied and his hand rubbed her tummy.
If they had been married, had this been wanted, it would almost seem romantic, but they weren't, and it wasn't.