InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Lady Kagome ❯ Chapter 18 ( Chapter 18 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

AUTHOR’S NOTE: The previous chapter had been re- editted as it kind of left things a bit off. I had to make it tie to Chapter 16 as Inu Yasha had come to barge in on Sesshoumaru.

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Kagome found herself in an oddly yet arousing predicament. To her back was Sesshoumaru. The only clues besides his breathing on her neck, was his silver hair draped over her shoulder, and his stripped hand around her waist. She had never been that close to the demon lord so it was oddly strange since her feelings of him had been developing recently.

Then, there was Inu Yasha. He was sleeping right in front of her with one of his arms also around her. His boyish face so relaxed that she thought it was very cute. She was always use to him scowling. It was rare to see him this way. Usually he was up on a tree branch with his eyes closed, while his ears listened, twitching every so often when any slight noise came up.

Never, even in their journey together to search for the shards, had Inu Yasha slept so close to here and in such an intimate position.

'Am I dead? This must be heaven. They are dressed. Why am I so flustered!’ she thought, almost panicking, her face as red as Inu Yasha’s attire.

She recalled what happened the evening before and remembered that she had fallen asleep crying in Sesshoumaru's arms. He had comforted her and listened to her, something she had not thought he would care about as he seemed son impartial about many things. She knew she had feelings for the demon lord. He had treated her well and taught her how to defend herself so she would not need to cower behind Inu Yasha, Miroku, or Sango in battle anymore. She had kissed Sesshoumaru of her free will. He had made her feel like a beautiful woman. She knew he was not good with showing emotion and did not date whittle it out of him. It seemed a common trait that he and Inu Yasha shared.

She knew she also loved Inu Yasha, yet her fear of Kikyo's mere existence in this world was keeping her from giving her heart back to him. He had told her that Kikyo had put a spell on him and she knew he was not lying. Inu Yasha never lied. He would rather not speak than lie to someone.

She had kissed both brothers and spent time with them. Each day she had grown fonder and now that she knew both quite well, she was not sure if she could choose. Both were equally strong in their own right as well as handsome.

She then turned her attention back to her current position, feeling her cheeks warming as well as a funny sensation building in her abdomen. She squirmed out of their hold before she got too comfortable. Although she enjoyed their presence, it was a bit overwhelming for her. She was not experienced with men at all!

She thought that they would have awaken from all her squirming, however not one had stirred. She quietly exited and went to her room to prepare herself for her morning training routine. Little did she know, both had feigned sleep the moment she had squirmed out of Sesshoumaru's bed.

"She was aroused," Sesshoumaru said, rolling to his back.

"I know. At least we know she is attracted to us," Inu Yasha blushed as Sesshoumaru mouthed 'baka' to him.

"We can now go to my study and talk. There are fresh clothes in your room," Sesshoumaru replied, then left to bathe and prepare for the day.

Inu Yasha laid in bed for a few minutes more, taking up the scent left over from where Kagome had laid before finally getting up.

Jaken met him at the door and escorted him to his room. As he opened the door, his room was decorated in his favourite colour: red. He looked to Jaken questioningly.

“Milord requested that your sheets and draperies be changes to match the colour you choose to traipse around in so you could be more comfortable,” he said. “The bath house is down the hall and around the corner.”

Jaken departed, leaving Inu Yasha to peruse through his room. His bed and drapes matched his red haori and hakamas and were embroidered with the crest of the Western Domain. Despite his rivalry with Sesshoumaru, he still had a title. On one wall held a painting of his mother and himself. He was a very young pup, no more than a few months when the painting had been commissioned. On the other wall was another painting, of Sesshoumaru and himself when they were younger. It was before him and his mother were sent from the Western lands. The painting had him looking up, smiling at Sesshoumaru as the demon lord had crossed his arms across his chest, looking down with a smirk.

In that moment he had wished that things had gone better and that he would have been able to stay in the palace. Everything had changed so drastically after being sent that Inu Yasha was confused. On one hand, his mother was saying how it was necessary to leave, while her family cursed at him and said that they had been banished because he was a half breed. He began to believe all the lies and slowly forgot about the times spent with his older half brother. Sesshoumaru had always been cold, but despite Inu Yasha only being his half brother, he was pleasant to him. Inu Yasha figured he did have a soft spot for children as he had taken in Rin.

Upon his bed laid a black haori and hakamas with a white juban. There was also a red and white obi with red sakura blossoms at the bottom. Although the haori and hakamas were also made of fire rat, the sash was to be tied around his waist much like Sesshoumaru and he did not want to look fancy, but he took it with him to the bath house.

‘Maybe Kagome will appreciate it more if I dress up some.’ He thought wryly.