InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Sneaking a Peek ❯ Questioning ( Chapter 23 )
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By: CMK2CMM 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 06.20.2013 | Pages: 1 | Words: 805 | Visits: 598 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 06.20.2013 | Pages: 1 | Words: 805 | Visits: 598 | Status: Work In Progress
Word Count: 765Prompt: HiddenGenre: drama, romance, humorRating: PG-13Summary: Both miko and taiyoukai question their current situation.
It was quickly becoming difficult to hide her amusement. Sesshoumaru had been stomping around like a child who had been wrongly scolded. Did he not realize how he was behaving? She'd caught him staring at her more times than she could count and she wondered just what was going on in his head.
She'd stopped flirting with him for a reason. She knew it was foolish, perhaps even dangerous. She'd been so certain that he would approve, that he would be pleased that she no longer spoke to him so disrespectfully. Wouldn't he want her, a human woman, to keep her distance? She had expected him to return to his cool, detached self but instead, he was doing outlandish things in a bid for her attention. It just didn't make sense!
She didn't know what to do now. She truly missed teasing him, and she never could have predicted the way her pulse spiked when he flirted with her. Keeping him at arm's length was getting harder and harder. She ached to call him on his behavior, to taunt him about his desire for a human's attention. She wanted things to go back to the way they were before she went home. She'd enjoyed what had been developing between them, even if she had no idea what it was.
What, exactly, did he want from her? It was obvious he desired, and was on the verge of out and out demanding, her attention, but why? What was his goal, his end game? Was he hoping she would fall for him so he could crush her? Did he want them to be friends? Did he desire her in some way? There was a huge range to choose from, and without further information, Kagome was hesitant to go back to the way things were. She had definitely been developing a crush on him, not only because of his incredible body, but also because of the spark between them. They had such powerful chemistry that it frightened her.
How could she risk herself, her heart, and quite possibly her life without knowing? And so she kept her reactions to his pouting, to his bids to catch her eye, hidden. It was safer that way.
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Sesshoumaru sat on the opposite side of their camp, trying not to glare at the woman who seemed intent on denying him what he desired. She was making him insane! How could she have made such a screeching turnaround in her behavior? He'd been convinced she wanted him, at the very least as a friend, but more likely as a lover. Her flirting, her attempts to see him unclothed, the heat in her eyes when she finally achieved her goal; all those things told him that. And yet here he sat, alone, ignored, with both sides of his mind screaming their displeasure.
He wanted her: her attention, her friendship, her playfulness, her flirtation. After a great deal of introspection, he knew why. He wanted her, truly wanted her, all of her; body and mind, heart and soul. She could have been his before she left. She hadn't flat out turned him down when he accidently referred to himself as her suitor. Now, though, she told him that it was stupid, that it was over, when in his mind it had hardly begun. She no longer seemed to be attracted to him at all! He would have to find a way to fix this.
Her last words to him, days ago, still echoed in his mind. 'You'd catch more flies with honey.' What did it mean? Was it a riddle? Was she the fly? Was it literal? Did she want him to bring her honey? Or was it more figurative? Was she saying that to gain her attention he would have to be sweet? It was beyond aggravating, trying to analyze such a strange and foreign phrase. Still, he had to do something.
Sesshoumaru looked up at her again, taking in her beauty, her exotic blue eyes, and her hair darker than the darkest night that reflected blue at times. She had the most tempting lips and the things that passed through them weren't too shabby either. He thought back to their conversation about massages, her comment about happy endings, and a smirk showed on his face. He would definitely be willing to prove himself, to demonstrate his skills in the bedroom. She'd teasingly questioned his prowess and he ached to show her how wrong she was. He could do nothing, however, until he found a way to make her want him once more.
It was quickly becoming difficult to hide her amusement. Sesshoumaru had been stomping around like a child who had been wrongly scolded. Did he not realize how he was behaving? She'd caught him staring at her more times than she could count and she wondered just what was going on in his head.
She'd stopped flirting with him for a reason. She knew it was foolish, perhaps even dangerous. She'd been so certain that he would approve, that he would be pleased that she no longer spoke to him so disrespectfully. Wouldn't he want her, a human woman, to keep her distance? She had expected him to return to his cool, detached self but instead, he was doing outlandish things in a bid for her attention. It just didn't make sense!
She didn't know what to do now. She truly missed teasing him, and she never could have predicted the way her pulse spiked when he flirted with her. Keeping him at arm's length was getting harder and harder. She ached to call him on his behavior, to taunt him about his desire for a human's attention. She wanted things to go back to the way they were before she went home. She'd enjoyed what had been developing between them, even if she had no idea what it was.
What, exactly, did he want from her? It was obvious he desired, and was on the verge of out and out demanding, her attention, but why? What was his goal, his end game? Was he hoping she would fall for him so he could crush her? Did he want them to be friends? Did he desire her in some way? There was a huge range to choose from, and without further information, Kagome was hesitant to go back to the way things were. She had definitely been developing a crush on him, not only because of his incredible body, but also because of the spark between them. They had such powerful chemistry that it frightened her.
How could she risk herself, her heart, and quite possibly her life without knowing? And so she kept her reactions to his pouting, to his bids to catch her eye, hidden. It was safer that way.
-
Sesshoumaru sat on the opposite side of their camp, trying not to glare at the woman who seemed intent on denying him what he desired. She was making him insane! How could she have made such a screeching turnaround in her behavior? He'd been convinced she wanted him, at the very least as a friend, but more likely as a lover. Her flirting, her attempts to see him unclothed, the heat in her eyes when she finally achieved her goal; all those things told him that. And yet here he sat, alone, ignored, with both sides of his mind screaming their displeasure.
He wanted her: her attention, her friendship, her playfulness, her flirtation. After a great deal of introspection, he knew why. He wanted her, truly wanted her, all of her; body and mind, heart and soul. She could have been his before she left. She hadn't flat out turned him down when he accidently referred to himself as her suitor. Now, though, she told him that it was stupid, that it was over, when in his mind it had hardly begun. She no longer seemed to be attracted to him at all! He would have to find a way to fix this.
Her last words to him, days ago, still echoed in his mind. 'You'd catch more flies with honey.' What did it mean? Was it a riddle? Was she the fly? Was it literal? Did she want him to bring her honey? Or was it more figurative? Was she saying that to gain her attention he would have to be sweet? It was beyond aggravating, trying to analyze such a strange and foreign phrase. Still, he had to do something.
Sesshoumaru looked up at her again, taking in her beauty, her exotic blue eyes, and her hair darker than the darkest night that reflected blue at times. She had the most tempting lips and the things that passed through them weren't too shabby either. He thought back to their conversation about massages, her comment about happy endings, and a smirk showed on his face. He would definitely be willing to prove himself, to demonstrate his skills in the bedroom. She'd teasingly questioned his prowess and he ached to show her how wrong she was. He could do nothing, however, until he found a way to make her want him once more.