InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Miko Jumped Over the Moon ❯ Sesshoumaru's Private Game ( Chapter 4 )

Inuyasha, much to Sesshoumaru's dismay, soon discovered the sacred art of peek-a-boo. In the ten weeks that had passed since the curse, and, of all the games Kagome had taught the young Hanyou, peek-a-boo was by far his favourite.

He delighted in playing the game, almost constantly playing it with Rin or Kagome. Inuyasha had tried to engage Sesshoumaru in the sport, but the Taiyokai had just glared the pup down.

The child soon became dissatisfied with merely the covering of the eyes, and Sesshoumaru watched in amused interest, as the Hanyou, once Kagome covered her eyes, crawled into the bushes as fast as he could.

The look of absolute bewilderment on Kagome's face when she uncovered her eyes earned a small chuckle from Sesshoumaru.

“Inu-chan?” worry laced her voice and sparked in her eyes. Sesshoumaru frowned at the pang of guilt he felt for finding her previous expression amusing.

“He is hiding inside that bush” Sesshoumaru declared.

Glowering at the Taiyokai for allowing the child to get away like that, Kagome delved into the bushes after the wayward pup.

Instantly, Sesshoumaru became immensely grateful to his brother as a tiny, satisfied smirk settled across his features. Seeing the Miko bent over, her ass wriggling in the air, in the traditions of his people, was a sight he would gladly look upon again and again. Though he wasn't really sure why...

The indecent skirt she wore made his perusal all the more satisfying. He could, if he tilted his head just so, see the secret skin where her bottom met the tops of her thighs. Silently he wondered if he could perhaps trim her skirt when he was sleeping; it would be worth the view. Maybe he would be allowed his prize if she just shifted slightly that way...

Sesshoumaru's vision was suddenly blocked as something small clamped itself over his face. Peeling the hindrance away, he gazed into the huge golden orbs of his baby brother and scowled at him. Blinking innocently, Inuyasha bit Sesshoumaru's nose with his tiny fangs.

Releasing the nose Inuyasha giggled. “Boo!” he declared belatedly.

“Indeed” Sesshoumaru responded in a bored tone, distancing himself from the babe as he tried to latch onto Sesshoumaru's nose once more.

“Inu-chan!” Kagome gushed happily. “That's less peek-a-boo and more Teething with the Taiyokai”

Delicately, Sesshoumaru placed Inuyasha on the ground. This was bizarrely considerate of him, one would assume he would have merely dropped the nose biting child, a week ago he had shown no qualms about playing Inu-piñata with Bakusaiga.

Inuyasha giggled and covered his eyes with his pudgy hands. Sesshoumaru sighed.

The pup was undeterred by Sesshoumaru's rebellion against peek-a-boo and simply tried again.

“Why won't you play peek-a-boo Sesshoumaru?” Kagome inquired innocently.

The smirk that lit his face, however, was not quite so innocent. It was enough to make Kagome gulp uneasily for reasons she didn't completely understand.

“I play, I play when I am tempted” his voice was oddly husky and Kagome watched, fascinated as his eyes smouldered. She had never really seen any emotion except anger in those orbs before, perhaps being around the group and his love for Rin had thawed him a little.

Kagome blushed hotly under his intense gaze and, picking up Inuyasha like a Hanyou-shield, she wondered why he was staring at her in that way.

Sesshoumaru had not told a lie, he did in fact indulge in the art of peek-a-boo every night. It was not his concern that the group was already asleep when he played.

Watching over Kagome and the children as they slept in the seemingly bottomless sleeping bag, he waited patiently. The Miko, he had discovered, tossed and turned constantly as she slept, couple that with her indecent night-shirt and Sesshoumaru was privy to his own peek-a-boo game.

Right on schedule, Kagome flipped onto her side and wriggled in her sleeping bag as one thin strap started its slow descent along a pale shoulder.

Sesshoumaru's darkened at one dusky nipple peeked from the light material of her shirt. She wriggled again and the delectable little morsel was once more obscured from his greedy eyes.

Ah, his private game of peek-a-boo, how he loved it. Not that he would tell anyone that, he preferred a private showing.

A/N: I don't own Inuyasha.