InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Dominion ❯ Happiness ( Chapter 1 )

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Dominion

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Dominion

By: Aqua

Summary: He'd been exercising his matrimonial rights and he kept a tight rein on her activities and relationships; Possessiveness had come with the whole package and she'd started to accept and even relish in that fact. That is, until Kouga, an old flame breezed back into her life…Kag/Sess!

He'd never told her that he loved her but she could see. She could see it in the way he tangled his elegant fingers in her ebony hair; see it in the way he kissed her…fervently…passionately. Actions spoke louder than words and with his eyes and hands he'd showed her that he was hers and she was his. Eternally, forever. She'd always known that there was someone out there in the world that was meant for her, someone who'd know her inside out. Her other half. And she'd found him- or rather, he'd found her.

“What are you thinking about, Kagome?”

That was one of the things she loved about him. He challenged her mind and often, her temper. She was snug and secure in the crook of his arms and at that moment she felt so secure, the love felt so overwhelming that it was almost painful. One pale finger was lazily stroking her arm and soon he shifted to his elbow and regarded her through clouded, tawny eyes. Although the amber pools were murky, the golden intensity persisted. His giving lips were tipped in a half smile and an answering grin couldn't help but tug at the corners of her ample mouth.

“Us.”

By this time, his fingers had trailed up to her raven strands and they combed through the obsidian threads with eloquent ease.

“What about us?”

His white hair cascaded to his shoulders in rippleless rapids, a few strands straying to brush her shoulders. There could be no denying that he was beautiful. His face was perfect, his body smooth and sculptured. Because she couldn't resist, she ran a hand down his flat, finely toned stomach and felt him quiver with response.

“Your not trying to distract me are you, love?” He chuckled before tugging at her hair.

“No, Sesshoumaru. You know I can't help myself when I'm within five inches of you.” She giggled, giving a quick kiss to the smirking lips.

“Then answer my question, will you?”

They were on a big white oval-shaped bed. Ivory tinged rose petals littered the floor in large quantities and even now she could scent their sweet smell in the air. It'd been the first time she'd given herself to a man; body, heart, and soul. And, it'd been her first time getting married as well. The two lovers were on an extended honeymoon and Kagome would be lying if she said she wasn't enjoying every second of the long, lazy days. Sesshoumaru's keen eyes were still intent upon her own, daring her to answer his question. They didn't call her the `daredevil' for no apparent reason.

“I was thinking that things have never been more perfect, more right in my life than at this moment.”

She looked him dead in the eyes.

“I love you.” Why won't you say the words back?

His eyes intensified, darkened. In his mind he was mimicking the three words for only her ears to hear but in the solidity of reality, they didn't flow out of his mouth as smoothly as they did her's. Instead he smiled and nuzzled her neck, nipping playfully at her ear lobe. Are you trying to distract me?

“Are you hungry?”

“Yeah, after last night- … you know the rest.”

He chuckled trailing a finger down her cheek. “Don't I.”

Taking his finger in her mouth, she gazed into his eyes; mesmerized by the sharpness. “Show me you love me. One more time,” And he did.

Later, they lay together; spent and worn between tangled white sheets, their bodies intertwined. Sesshoumaru pressed a kiss to her temple, his hand lazily stroking one creamy shoulder.

“I called Room Service while you were still asleep,” He murmured, voice hazy with sleep. “The food will be here any minute now.”

“I like a man who thinks ahead.” She laughed pouncing from the mattress with the sleekness of a cat before leaning towards him and giving him a quick peck on the mouth. Kagome was an affectionate person, so the tender gestures she gave so freely came to her as naturally as sleep. She hadn't noticed the softness of the plush carpet last night, but now she revealed in the texture and suppleness beneath her toes.

“I'll go take a shower, now. I'll be ready in about 30 minutes.”

- - -

They ate the delicious, yet simple breakfast of waffles and coffee on the terrace outside their one-room suite. The trees were alive with the vibrant colors of green, yellow, and burnished red and even though there was a chill in the air, Kagome felt warm; warm with new-found love and pleasure. She still wasn't used to the hotels, the money or any of the luxurious and exquisite things that were now being handed to her on a silver platter. Sesshoumaru seemed to understand that and he was giving her the time and space to adjust, although he couldn't help but spoil her a bit in the process.

“This is delicious; I'll have to get the recipe later.” Her mouth was partially full with the heavenly tasting cuisine.

“No need. Mario prepared.”

“Right.” She paused, thinking. “Who's Mario again?” He chuckled, touching her hand lightly simply for the pleasure of it before answering.

“Mario's my personal chef. I don't think you've had the pleasure of meeting him. Yet,” He added as an afterthought.

A faint blush tinged her cheeks in a most becoming red and she grinned sheepishly.

“Is he going to live with us or something?”

“Well,” He answered, his attention wavering between her and the food on his plate. “That's what personal chefs do. If you need something to eat for the remainder of our stay, simply ask him and he'll prepare anything you want.”

“Anything?”

As his fingers grazed her cheek, she noticed that the amber in his eyes had darkened to an almost copper hue.

“Anything for you.”

And she knew that he meant it.

- - -

“It's a shame you weren't at my wedding, Sango. Everything was just so…perfect.”

“My wedding this, my wedding that. Seriously Kagome, don't you ever get tired of talking about the same thing over and over again and making me green with envy?” Sango replied in a teasing tone. Shewas a little jealous since she'd been searching for her own soul-mate for so long and hadn't had any promising prospects. And bam! Kagome falls in love and get's married without even trying. Fate had a terrible sense of humor. All the guys she'd dated were either jerks or wanna-be-pimps, sometimes if she was really lucky- both. At the moment, she was remaining celibate; and at the moment, it was her only option.

“Hmm…No."

Sango laughed and the laugh ended in a wistful sigh. You're a lucky girl, Kagome.

“So, where are you right now?”

“I'm at the airport. I'm about to board the plane.” Kagome replied, her eyes once again scouring the ritzy area in obstinate curiosity.

“Why are you coming back here again? I thought you were supposed to go straight to your husband and castle after your honeymoon.”

“Nope. He and I had some loose ends to tie up in our respective places before we went off and lived happily ever after in our lovely four-story mansion.”

“Don't forget the little people while you're at it, Kag dear.” Sango replied before hanging up.

Most people would have considered that action rude, but Kagome was used to the tendencies of her friend so she didn't mind- usually. She clicked the off button on her wireless cell and sat down in one of the nearby chairs to wait for the monotone announcement that her plane was ready to take off. She wondered selfishly if her good Karma would last. She prayed it did.

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AN- I can't believe I'm starting another story...

...In the next chapter, I'm hoping things will go from bad to worse...