InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Beauty Meets Beast ❯ Awkward Situations ( Chapter 11 )

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Beauty Meets Beast

Chapter 11: Awkward Situations

Kagome woke in the morning feeling more refreshed and rested than she had in months. She smiled and stretched like a cat, leaning into the warmth behind her. `That feels nice,' she thought as she felt something nuzzle into her neck, subconsciously tilting her head to the side to allow whatever it was better access. `Really ni…wait a minute!' Her eyes shot open as she froze, causing the weight around her waist to tighten slightly. Glancing down, she noted with increasing apprehension that Sesshoumaru's arm was draped rather intimately across her waist and that he was still lavishing her neck with attention. Mentally accessing her situation, she rationed that he was probably still asleep and was therefore unaware of his actions. `Alright Kagome…this is no time to panic! Just make a hasty getaway before he wakes up.' She scrunched her eyes up and slowly began to pull away from him, gasping when his low growl resonated through her tense form, so much for that idea. `Great…I'm stuck here,' she thought as she forced herself to relax against him. `Why is he doing this anyways? He hates humans and I definitely fall into the human category.' He continued his sinful acts upon her skin and Kagome began to find intelligent thought, or any thought at all for that matter, rather difficult. His breath ghosted across her ear and she shivered, leaning further into him. She moaned when he began suckling on her ear, her eyes sliding closed as her brain promptly turned off completely. Her hands grew a mind of their own, reaching up to tangle in his hair as her moans increased in volume. And then suddenly, she was leaning against air.

“Huh?” She opened her eyes slowly, realizing that she was alone, the open window her only clue as to where her silent companion had gone. She sighed as she slowly made her way over to the bathroom, grumbling to herself about stupid taiyoukais with wandering tongues and stupidly silky hair. Now that he was gone, she was once again utterly confused. She couldn't understand why he had acted that way. To say that he was the last person she expected to ever wake up against was an understatement. Of course she knew he'd been next to her when she'd gone to sleep, but she had assumed that he would have vacated the premises immediately upon waking.

An hour later, she stood in front of the bathroom door, unable to open it and venture into the room beyond. `Come on Kagome, you can do this. He's probably not even in there.' Opening the door slowly, she scanned the room, releasing the breath she hadn't known she was holding. He wasn't there; she was safe from embarrassment. Of course, later she would have to once again lean into him as they went home, but she pushed that from her mind. There was no point thinking about things that she had no control over. She walked over and closed the window, drawing the drapes so she could change in peace. `It would be just my luck that the moment I decided to drop my towel that Sesshoumaru would come through the window.' Her eyes widened as she realized that a closed window was not going to stop him should he decide he wanted to come in. Grabbing her clothes, she ran back into the bathroom to change, only reemerging once she was fully clothed. She walked back over and opened the window, but left the drapes closed to retain at least some of her privacy.

`Gotta stop overreacting,' she thought as she began the tedious task of drying her hair. She knew she needed to erase the whole encounter from her mind, but she couldn't. All she could think about was how his lips felt on her neck, and how safe she felt with his arm around her waist. And then there was the matter of why he had done it. She didn't understand what was going on. She thought she'd had him all figured out…and he just had to throw a wrench in her plans. Deciding not to strain her brain anymore trying to figure him out, Kagome unplugged her hair dryer and made her way downstairs where she could smell the plate of delicious food that would be waiting for her.

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Sesshoumaru growled from where he sat high in Goshinboku. The emotions that the miko from the future was evoking in him were confusing him and that was unacceptable. When he'd woken this morning, he'd been nuzzling into her neck, and he couldn't stop himself. Her scent had been all around him, pushing his senses into overdrive and blanketing his mind in a pleasant fog. He hadn't been able to stop the growl that had escaped him when she thought to pull away from him. When she'd leaned back against him, he'd been overcome with curiosity whether she tasted as good as she smelled. He groaned as he remembered the heavenly taste of her skin. He was definitely in too deep.

Kagome sighed as she walked over to him. She reached the bottom of the tree and waited for him to say something, but he was apparently too caught up in his own thoughts to notice her. “What is with you inuyoukai and sitting in trees?”

“This Sesshoumaru has no idea what you are talking about.”

“Yeah, uh huh sure,” she said softly, thinking about how like Inuyasha he really was. She sighed as she leaned against Goshinboku. “So, when do we have to leave?”

“Noon,” he said, trying to ignore the disappointment in her voice.

Kagome looked at her watch, sighing when she realized that was already 11:30. She looked up at him, frowning when she realized she could only see the side of his leg. She debated for a minute if she should ask him about his actions this morning. Since she was going to have to be in close proximity to him all day, she decided that it was probably in her best interest to keep silent. “I guess I'll go get my stuff.” She stood and began walking back to the house, pausing at the door to tell him that she would meet him at the well after she said goodbye to her family.

She climbed the stairs slowly, in no hurry to get her stuff since it would mean that they were really leaving and that she would have to be in his arms for the rest of what was to be a very long day. The fact that she might not get to come back home for a long time, if ever, certainly didn't help matters. “Why must everything be so diffi…AUGH!!!!!” She quickly slammed the door to her room shut as she tried to get her racing heart under control. She'd opened the door only to be met with the sight of a shirtless Sesshoumaru and although she couldn't deny that he had a decidedly nice chest…it was the last thing she had expected to see upon entering her room. A few moments later, the door opened. She kept her gaze glued to the floor, unable to meet his gaze.

“Are you quite alright?” He said, smirking at her rather impressive tomato impression.

She met his eyes, growling in frustration at his smirk. “Of course I am, why wouldn't I be? Just because some demon decides to sneak in my room and give me a heart attack!” She pushed past him and got her stuff, mumbling a soft “I'll be out in a minute,” before leaving the room. When she got outside, he was waiting. He had changed back into his kimono, his swords resting at his hip once again. “Well, let's get this over with.”

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Miroku grumbled as he paced in his room. Now that he'd gotten some sleep, his concern for Sango was coming through stronger than ever. They were wasting time here, and he knew it. He just wished Inuyasha would realize that if Sesshoumaru had yet to kill Kagome, chances were low that he was going to in the near future. Granted, he was worried about Kagome's apparent wounds, but if Sesshoumaru had actually taken her to get medicine that meant he meant her no harm. Or well, at least he hoped he didn't. But Inuyasha wouldn't be swayed. He was convinced that the only reason Sesshoumaru was keeping Kagome was to hurt him by hurting her. Which might have been partially true, but the fact remained that they weren't here. And that the only person who could hurt Kagome at the moment was Sesshoumaru, and since he hadn't done so already, Miroku doubted she was in any immediate danger. But they didn't know where Sango was, and since she was all alone, chances were good that she was in immediate danger. He sighed as he walked down to the dining hall in search of Inuyasha…or some food, whichever came first.

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`This is retarded,' Kagome thought as she once again shifted against Sesshoumaru in an attempt to relieve the pressure on her feet. You'd think that since they were technically standing on water vapor that it wouldn't be possible for her feet to be under pressure. But they were, and they were killing her! `Come on girl; just ask him to stop for a minute so you can sit down.' She glanced up at him, hoping to decipher his mood, but as usual, his face was a complete blank. She really didn't want to ask him, but they'd only been flying for an hour. There was no way she'd be able to continue this for the rest of the day. “Sesshoumaru,” she said softly, squeezing her eyes shut. He `hnnnn'd' and she took that as a sign to continue. “Would it be possible for us to stop for a moment?”

“No,”

“Um, this is gonna sound really stupid but my feet are killing me for some reason.” Above her, she heard him sigh before the arm around her waist tightened and he lowered them into a seated position. “Oh,” she murmured, trying not to think about the fact that she was now sitting in his lap. “Thanks.” She shifted against him, trying to find a comfortable position that didn't require touching him very much. The low growl rumbling through her chest made her pause before she sighed softly and leaned back against him.

Kagome soon found she rather liked sitting this way. For one, other than the occasional throb, her feet felt decidedly better. Riding this way also lessened her fear of plummeting to earth should Sesshoumaru's arms become too tired. In fact, the only downside she could see to this situation was that her position was a rather uncomfortable one. She was stiffly leaned against the inuyoukai lord's chest, with her legs sticking straight out in front of her. Squeezing her eyes shut again, noting briefly that she seemed to be doing that a lot lately, Kagome shifted her legs, searching out a position that didn't require her to keep her knees locked.

“Do you even know the meaning of the word still?”

She jumped, his voice startling her from the confines of her mind. “I'm sorry,” she mumbled, toying with the hem of her shorts. “My legs are beginning to cramp from being held straight in front of me for so long.” When he once again began shifting her in his arms, Kagome didn't know what to think. She soon found herself situated so that she was sideways in his lap so that her legs crooked down over his and her head rested on his shoulder. She mumbled a quick thanks, silently cursing her stupid legs. Maybe her mom was right and she was developing Restless Leg Syndrome, she would have to ask her about it when she went home again. If he ever let her go back home that is. Her thoughts momentarily flew back to the movie they had watched the night before. She sighed as she unconsciously leaned into his form and willed her body to stop being a nuisance.