InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Sneaking a Peek ❯ The Meaning of 'Professional' ( Chapter 12 )
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By: CMK2CMM 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 04.15.2013 | Pages: 1 | Words: 522 | Visits: 626 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 04.15.2013 | Pages: 1 | Words: 522 | Visits: 626 | Status: Work In Progress
Word Count: 477Prompt: manipulateGenre: drama, romance, humorRating: PG-13Warnings: slightly suggestiveSummary: Guilt causes Sesshoumaru to help Kagome back.
The taiyoukai followed along behind the miko, every now and then correcting her course. Once she was gone, he would have a lot of thinking to do. He needed to understand why he had been behaving as he had been lately. He never would have allowed her hijinks in the past, and yet he had. He allowed her sneaking and scheming, had even let her damage his clothing. Not only that. He'd then put it on to allow her plan to come to fruition. What was wrong with him?
He could see as Kagome's pain and exhaustion grew over time, a strange sensation blossoming in his chest. He'd never experienced guilt before, but it was easy enough to identify. It was his fault she'd run from him. Why he had assumed she would simply allow him to do something so intimate to her with no complaints, he didn't know. He knew she was honorable, despite her questionable wardrobe. Unable to continue on as they were, Sesshoumaru swept the miko into his arms, ignoring her squeal of surprise.
Kagome looked at him in shock as he held her bridal style, walking along as though nothing had changed, like he hadn't just scooped her up without warning. "Umm, Sesshoumaru? I can walk, you know."
He fought the urge to frown, displeased by her lack of appreciation. Here he was trying to help her, and she basically told him she hadn't wanted or needed his assistance at all. "You are in pain, pain that would only increase if you were to fall due to your exhaustion."
"Oh," Kagome murmured. "Well, thanks then, but I don't want you to think you have to. It was my own stupid fault to think I could run from a taiyoukai."
Sesshoumaru smirked. "You knew from the beginning that you would be caught. It was I that allowed the chase to continue for so long."
"Hmph," Kagome huffed playfully. "Well then I guess this is completely your fault. Not only should you carry me back to the well. I think you should have to clean and bandage all my wounds and maybe even give me a massage. I am terribly sore and muscle cramps are especially painful."
"Do you think it wise to attempt to manipulate this Sesshoumaru?" he asked, his playful, almost flirty tone returning.
"That depends. Is it working?"
"You would allow this Sesshoumaru to touch you to massage your sore muscles, but object to an innocent spanking?"
"Innocent, my ass," Kagome bit out before bursting into laughter. "I really need to think before I speak, huh? Yes, a massage can be completely innocent. In my time you can pay someone to do it, a professional."
Sesshoumaru raised a brow. "In this time as well. She would be called a whore."
Kagome huffed again. "A masseuse. They're trained and everything. No happy endings!"
The taiyoukai followed along behind the miko, every now and then correcting her course. Once she was gone, he would have a lot of thinking to do. He needed to understand why he had been behaving as he had been lately. He never would have allowed her hijinks in the past, and yet he had. He allowed her sneaking and scheming, had even let her damage his clothing. Not only that. He'd then put it on to allow her plan to come to fruition. What was wrong with him?
He could see as Kagome's pain and exhaustion grew over time, a strange sensation blossoming in his chest. He'd never experienced guilt before, but it was easy enough to identify. It was his fault she'd run from him. Why he had assumed she would simply allow him to do something so intimate to her with no complaints, he didn't know. He knew she was honorable, despite her questionable wardrobe. Unable to continue on as they were, Sesshoumaru swept the miko into his arms, ignoring her squeal of surprise.
Kagome looked at him in shock as he held her bridal style, walking along as though nothing had changed, like he hadn't just scooped her up without warning. "Umm, Sesshoumaru? I can walk, you know."
He fought the urge to frown, displeased by her lack of appreciation. Here he was trying to help her, and she basically told him she hadn't wanted or needed his assistance at all. "You are in pain, pain that would only increase if you were to fall due to your exhaustion."
"Oh," Kagome murmured. "Well, thanks then, but I don't want you to think you have to. It was my own stupid fault to think I could run from a taiyoukai."
Sesshoumaru smirked. "You knew from the beginning that you would be caught. It was I that allowed the chase to continue for so long."
"Hmph," Kagome huffed playfully. "Well then I guess this is completely your fault. Not only should you carry me back to the well. I think you should have to clean and bandage all my wounds and maybe even give me a massage. I am terribly sore and muscle cramps are especially painful."
"Do you think it wise to attempt to manipulate this Sesshoumaru?" he asked, his playful, almost flirty tone returning.
"That depends. Is it working?"
"You would allow this Sesshoumaru to touch you to massage your sore muscles, but object to an innocent spanking?"
"Innocent, my ass," Kagome bit out before bursting into laughter. "I really need to think before I speak, huh? Yes, a massage can be completely innocent. In my time you can pay someone to do it, a professional."
Sesshoumaru raised a brow. "In this time as well. She would be called a whore."
Kagome huffed again. "A masseuse. They're trained and everything. No happy endings!"