InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Forgotten Memories ❯ What Were You to Me? ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter Three

What Were You To Me?

Kagome awoke in the morning, when a knocking at her door was heard. Dizzy with sleep, she called the knocker in. Cracking open an eye, she was jerked awake by the sight of Sesshoumaru walking into her room, looking fresh and ready to go.

His unearthly beauty was almost unbearable, as she gazed into his face. Such attractiveness cannot be possible. There is no way he is a mortal. Maybe he really is an angel, dropped when heaven's gates had opened, and have no way of going back…

"We start your training today." He said, smirking slightly. He had caught the hazy look of wonder in her eyes as she gazed at him, and the increase of arousal in her scent. "Kagome." He added, feeling a sudden need to say her name.

As though that was what woke her, she blinked and asked, "Um, what did you say?"

Sesshoumaru would have been annoyed with her inability to concentrate, had he not known it was he to was causing her to be so distracted. "We start training today. Are you ready?"

"Uh…" It took a moment for the question to register in Kagome's foggy mind. Finally, however, something clicked in place, and her eyes opened wide. "Oh! Right! Sure, I'll be ready in a moment."

She made to get out of bed, but stopped when she received no movement from Sesshoumaru. Looking over at the lord in confusion, she blushed when she found him just standing there, staring at her.

"Why are you not dressing?" He frowned, when she turned away from him.

"I'm not planning to change in front of you, you know." Kagome cried defiantly, blushing all the time. Modesty called for her to keep her eyes averted, so she studied her shoes intently.

Sesshoumaru smirked, when he realized what was causing her to blush so. Walking over to her silently, he took her hand into his and dragged her out of bed. Walking over to the closet he had prepared for her, he took out a single miko outfitting. Placing it into her hands, he opened the door beside the closet.

Inside, unknown to Kagome, was a large room completed with a small spring, a table, and all female-necessities. "You change in here." He said, and then stepped back out of the room.

Kagome smiled, and slowly slipped off her nightgown. She quickly cleansed her body, and dressed into the outfit Sesshoumaru had given her. Tying her hair the traditional miko style with a silver blue band, she opened the door.

Sesshoumaru was standing by the window, staring out into the view. For just a few seconds, Kagome saw him completely without his usual emotional shields. Although she'd just known him for a total of twenty-four hours, it warmed her heart to see his eyes so… warm. It was ridiculous that she'd be feeling this way, of course.

She stepped behind him, and smiled. He turned around to her, and all emotion quickly slipped out of his features. He nodded his approval, and opened her chamber door for her.

"The training begins."

~*~*~*~

InuYasha cursed, as he dashed through the forests of Sesshoumaru's lands. Why is it so hard to find a single trace of Kagome? Behind him, Kirara was desperately trying to keep up with the rampaging hanyou.

Finally, after hours of searching like this, Miroku called for InuYasha to stop. However, the half-demon chose to ignore all the calls. Sango, after several more calls from Miroku, lost her patience, and threw her boomerang at him.

It whacked him squarely on the head, and he stumbled down onto the ground. "What the heck was that for?!" He snapped, face complete with dirt and horse manure.

"That," the demon exterminator replied loftily as Kirara gingerly walked up to him. "is to stop you from running. Since you won't listen to Miroku, I though I'd get your attention this way."

"What is there to stop for?!" The impatient hanyou cried out, angrily tearing his body from the grips of the earth. "Kagome is with that psycho brother of mine! For all we know, she could be dead!"

"You've always thought of the worst." Sango muttered, although she couldn't help as her anxiety for the safety of her friend rose. She turned to look at Miroku, hoping for reassurance. He was, however, deep in thought, a slight frown touching upon his lip. "Miroku?"

The monk sighed, and jumped off Kirara. The expression for InuYasha was very sober indeed. "There is no way we can track them in the dark. Do you seriously expect Sesshoumaru to allow his palace to be so easily found?"

The hanyou didn't reply. It didn't matter if Sesshoumaru's castle were layered with millions of spells. He'll break them all if it meant ripping Sesshoumaru's bowels out of his body.

Perhaps Miroku had seen his companion's determination, for he suddenly whacked him in the head with his staff. InuYasha glared at him. "What?!"

The reply came, not from Sango or from Miroku. Shippo, who had fallen asleep while they were chasing after the scent of Kagome, muttered, "Kagome…where are you? Are you leaving me too?"

~*~*~*~

After hours of training with Sesshoumaru, Kagome briefly wondered if she had been insane to make such a request. He had her first tested to see which weapon she was used to. Kagome had followed him into the weaponry shack, and had chosen a bow.

The demon lord had not appeared to be surprised, when she said she wanted to first try out all the bows. Nor had he appeared to be shocked when she hit the center of the target with every single one of her arrows-each one deeply embedded into the mark.

She had been able to hit the target with ease with all the recurves, long bows, and even the Yaminese bows. However, her favorite one had been the dark, navy blue long bow. It's balance, the tightness of the coil, even the weight of the bow felt as thought he had been made just for her.

Sesshoumaru had nodded his approval at her skills with the bow. However, she proved to be completely ignorant when it comes to the skills of sword, knife, spear, chain sickle, and glaive. This brings her back to the present, as she squinted around the dark shadowy room, a blade the length of one's forearm tightly clutched in her hands.

She knew Sesshoumaru was in here somewhere. She waited patiently, as sweat dripped off her brows and down her chin. This was killing her! Just where was he hiding?

Suddenly, she caught the slightest of movement somewhere to her left. Twirling towards him, she was shocked to find him rushing to her. Her eyes opened in shock before she reacted. Her hand immediately shot out, blocking the blade that would have descended upon her head.

The loud clash of the swords could be heard.

Sesshoumaru slowly removed his sword and regarded her intently. Slightly uncomfortable under this hot gaze, she looked up at him. "So, how did I do?" she asked, hoping to hid her discomfort.

He didn't reply immediately. Instead, he continued to stare at her. Finally, after what seemed to be endless hours of waiting, he gave a slight nod of his head. "That was very good." He said, his voice still as emotionless as before.

Kagome flushed from his compliment. He didn't strike her as the type of guy that gave compliments freely or lightly. Peeking under her bangs and lashes, she wondered why she trusted him so impulsively. She just knew he was familiar…who had he been to her?

Shaking her head, she didn't notice immediately that he had walked closer to her. The sudden warmth of his breath against her neck brought her to her senses. She looked up to find him directly over her, a hazy look overcoming his eyes. "Why do you have such an effect on me?" he muttered slightly, thick with…something in them.

Kagome swallowed hard, and backed away from him, only to find herself walled up. There was no place to flee. "S-Sesshoumaru?"

His arms captured her waist in their grip, rendering her useless of escaping. She gasped, when she felt him slightly slide his hands up and began to rub her back. This was nothing, however, for she soon found the lips of this man caressing hers.

It was a mind-crushing sensation, this velvety touch, as his lips teasingly brushed over hers. Part of her was screaming at her, wondering why the heck she was allowing him to do this. Another part of her wanted more because this feel good, so good…

An image gently fluttered slowly to her mind…there had been thunder. He had laid in the bed beside her…what were they doing…?

Sesshoumaru pressed harder, when he found Kagome wanting. As his tongue darted out of his mouth, and parted her soft lips, Kagome gasped again. This time, this time, she had seen…

Blushing profusely from this image, she shoved him away from her. Her face was bright red, and she stared at the ground. "I…What were we to each other, Sesshoumaru?" she whispered.

The Demon Lord of the Western Land frowned. Was she remembering? "I am sorry." He replied instead. "I had not meant to do that."

Kagome felt as though someone had slapped her. He hadn't? "I…oh. Well, that's not what I asked." The image of him lying naked on top of her returned caused her face to burn an even brighter shade of red. He had made her feel so hot...

"Were we lovers?"

~*~*~*~

Sesshoumaru was shocked to no ends by this bold question. For a moment he seriously thought that his sensitive demonic hearing had finally failed him. Was he growing old?

But, after having a good look at her face, he realized she had indeed asked if they were lovers. Unfortunately, Sesshoumaru had absolutely no idea how he should respond to this.

"Sesshoumaru?" she asked again, looking up at him with an almost pleading look in her eyes.

No. He cannot take advantage of her. "What make you ask this question, Kagome?" he growled instead.

Again, a deep red colored her cheeks. "I…well, um…"

Amusement rose in him, as he fought the urge to smile down at her uncomfortable form. She's certainly not as uninhibited as she was in his dream. Slowly, gently, his fingers found themselves under her chin. Bringing her eyes to meet his, he repeated, "Why did you ask, Kagome?"

"Because, I think I remember something."

That had not been the answer he was expecting. He wasn't sure what he had thought she would say, but that definitely wasn't it. Why would her memory make her think they were lovers? He thought back to all the time she'd encountered with her. She'd always been defending his brother, and he was the hated enemy.

Unless…

He sniffed her, and detonated his relief when he found no trace of his brother's scent mixed with hers. Then, he became frustrated again. "What did you recall?"

Again she blushed. "Um, us…you know…" She looked up at him, hoping he'd understand. He shook his head, admitting his confusion. "Well, with us…kind of in bed."

Sesshoumaru's carefully controlled discipline cracked and, for a fraction of a second, his mouth dropped open. He caught himself quickly, however, and retained his usual neutral mask with great difficulty. Coughing slight to get the lump out of his throat, he growled, "What ever makes you think such a thing happened?"

Damn, his crotch was so fucking hard again. It's aching to be inside her…damn.

Kagome blushed at his reaction. Maybe it was just a figment of her imagination. After all, he's certainly gorgeous enough to be any girl's dream. "Forget it." She muttered quickly. Bowing slightly, she turned to leave the room. "Thank you for-"

Her eyes widened when she felt him tighten his arms around her. "Do not turn away from me."

Her mouth opened involuntarily, and she gazed up at him. He was so close, with her body pressed this tightly against his. His mouth were a scant inches away from hers, and she felt heat starting to spread through her again. His eyes…his incredible amber eyes…