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Higurashi	By : WillowCarlisle Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 21294 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Her breath caught, her eyes clenched shut as she groaned out the last seconds of her release. Sweat moistened the creamy skin of her face and chest. Her entire body quivered, shuddering as the heat of their coupling slowly died down. She looked up into his eyes, gasping slightly as he withdrew and lowered himself the bedding at her side. She curled into him immediately, seeking warmth from the chilly night air.
Sesshoumaru allowed his eyes to roam over the girl�s slight form, breathing deeply as the pressure between his thighs began to ease. In the back of his mind, the last few moments replayed themselves again and again. What was it in those last instances that troubled him so? The girl had come to him willingly. She had given herself without hesitation and without qualm. Human or youkai, it was an honor to be any woman's first. To taste of that untainted fruit was both a thrill and an accomplishment. It would remain his until he chose otherwise. So what was this feeling that gnawed at his insides as he stared down into those sleepy emerald eyes?
�My lord?� she whispered, rising tentatively to a sitting position. �Is something wrong?�
He continued to watch her. There were traces of worry flickering in her eyes. Her brows furrowed ever so slightly, and she leaned toward him, her scent filling with mild panic.
�Was� was I not to your liking, my lord?� she asked quietly, her eyes moist, her lips trembling. �My lord�?�
�Why?� he asked, finding only that one word to voice his plethora of unspoken questions.
She seemed confused for a moment. �Why�?�
Lifting a hand, he ran his palm along her bare shoulder, drawing away to gaze at the moisture that clung to his fingertips.
�You fear me now,� he breathed, eyes narrowed as he returned to studying her. �There is confusion and fear in your eyes. In your scent. It clings to your very skin. Why is this?�
She looked down, finding a particularly intriguing spot on the coverlets to stare at. �I� I don�t know� Perhaps this time, it is true� Inuyasha said� I�ve heard that you will be leaving the castle grounds very soon. And that you will be embarking on an extremely dangerous mission. Is this so, my lord?�
�That is correct� but you have yet to answer my question.�
Her brow creased, but her gaze remained steady. �If it is as you say, then� it is my lord�s safety that I fear for��
He eyed her openly, taken aback by first her questioning his word, and then by her implication that he lacked an affinity for self-preservation.
�Do you believe me incapable of defending myself?� he demanded quietly, reigning in his temper as she flinched.
�I would never dare, my lord,� the little voice whispered. �But, as a mere human, I am prone to such worries nonetheless��
�You are no mere human. I would seek to remain in the company of no mere human. If it so concerns you, then you will tell me what can be done to alleviate your fears.�
She sat silently for an instant. �Am I of good use to you, my lord?�
�You wish to weigh the extent of your worth in my eyes?" he inquired blandly. "What has this to do with our course of conversation?�
�I am told that my lord cannot love�� she began, her deep intake of breath telling him there was plenty more to come. �I am told it is not through choice, but through necessity. And I am aware that the prospect of becoming mate to an honored taiyoukai is a title far beyond my own reach, but� Were this a vow between only us two� Were it deemed a proper and necessary part of maintaining understanding� Would my lord, to this lowly courtesan�s ears alone, willingly say that there is more to this attraction than simply the slaking of lust?�
She was clever, he admitted to himself. How quickly she�d learned to address him in the manner he was best suited. How easily she had fallen into the position of dutiful pupil and eager scholar. It was her ambitious nature that had finally drawn his attention, from the instant she�d stepped from the crowd to carry out Mamoru�s sentence by her own hand. It had amused him to no end, more so than he would had admitted, that moment she took the dagger from his hand and advanced upon the simpering fool herself. He�d felt his loins stir at the control she�d maintained, even as she drove the blade through the bastard�s hand and spit upon him before turning to walk away. Her brazen retaliation upon the man who�d tried to assault her had earned her a higher title in his eyes. A title that had diminished her status as �human� and allowed her the passage from servant to mistress.
�Then it is justification you seek,� he stated as understanding slowly dawned, reclining as she moved to draw the covers about them. �You wish to be told that you have performed well as my bedmate. Is this so?�
Her cheeks glowed crimson, her arms wrapping modestly about her frame. �I wish to know that I am of some higher value than that of the flesh� That you would not reject me, now that� now that you have taken all I have to offer� Only this will alleviate my fear.�
Her sincerity bit into him. Had he taught her so well how to influence him with her words? His mind waged war against this very discussion. He would have happily done without this arbitrary descent into emotional combat. But�
I don't deserve to be anything more to you than a lowly, miserable ningen girl� but you�ve given me that exception.
His head began to spin, his eyes widening as the memory flooded back so suddenly, it was as though that angelic voice were in the room with him.
Rin� The pain in his chest increased. She, too, had once asked the extent of her value to him. And his denial of that intricately confusing emotion had led to her demise. Indirect as it had been, his inability to acknowledge and return the love she�d felt for him had, in the end, made their lives an uncomfortable misery. And a painful, regret-filled memory of loss.
I swear to love you until the day I die... Sesshoumaru...
Yes. An unbearable existence had been borne of his indifference. Not once, but twice, his pride had cost him the interest of the woman that drew his very soul to attention.
Sesshoumaru! I hit the Tetsusaiga that time, but the next arrow is going right into that cold, insensitive heart of yours!
He lifted a hand to the now aching scar on his left arm. Never again�
�Within the circumstances provided,� he conceded finally, �there may be a possibility of deeper feeling, though one would not know where to begin defining them��
He paused, searching her eyes, her scent, her aura. She had reclined slowly near his knees, turning an indirect gaze to the pillows at his back. Her refusal to meet his eyes, the submissive tilt of her frame, spoke volumes of her sudden unwillingness to face his inevitable conclusion. Could he bring himself to analyze the emotions even this small, dejected gesture brought about in him? Convention dictated that he wouldn�t dare. But in the provided circumstances�
�Explain to me this self-doubt,� he implored, raising a hand and turning her face back to his. �Perhaps then I will be more proficient in my own explanations.�
�You have taught me that what a youkai may view as seeking reverence for services rendered, a human may view as seeking approval of one�s self,� she murmured, her voice breaking slightly, a hand lifting to press to her lips. �I� I am not as skilled in the ways of pleasuring a man as my lord�s numerous other consorts are... My lord has shown me how to perform the tasks that please him the most, and it is in this way that I gain pleasure in comforting him. But��
He watched the doubt flicker behind her eyes once again and his frown deepened. �Continue,� he coaxed lightly, pleased that his tone had not frightened her into silence.
�I am not certain if my lord approves of me,� she whispered, lowering her eyes yet again. �If my lord is pleased with this Hayami, and not simply the pleasures her body may bring� I wish to know what it is I mean to you� but I am afraid to ask in the words my human heart demands.�
�You are afraid, then, that I tire of your presence. That I will reject you simply for your humanity. Are you not aware that there are more important aspects to be weighed than the nature of the blood that runs within your veins?�
This he stated in the form of a question, genuine curiosity swelling in him. He spoke slowly, shuffling through the implications her words held, to find the true meaning beneath. Her eyes seemed dull, though her lips lifted in a wan smile, and he know that his respond wasn�t nearly enough.
�It is not the flesh alone that compels me,� he pushed on, averting his eyes as every fiber of his being screamed for him to retract the words. �I am� drawn to you. My� heart is drawn to you. It is difficult to face such emotion when one is neither accustomed to them, nor has memory of ever having to deal with them before. Facing a moment such as this, I am forced to admit that there is much I have to learn of humans and their every-changing sentiments. But rest assured, Hayami. This Sesshoumaru finds no fault in your mortality.�
A brilliant, soothing air of contentment blossomed beneath her skin, radiating like silken tendrils to engulf her entire form. He breathed in, nearly purring as the aroma immediately filled his body with heat and desire. He hissed slightly as she melted once again into his side, her blush warming his chest as she buried her face against his skin. Her beseeching aura had finally been appeased , releasing him from the unnerving hold of her fear and anxiety.
�It is a beautiful night,� her voice a soft murmur, laced with the remnants of a smile.
He breathed a silent sigh, thankful that his words had lulled her, and that she now sought to push the subject no further. A few moments passed before she spoke again.
�If my lord truly must leave us on this terrifying journey� then I will bravely await his return,� she whispered, her arms tightening about his midsection.
He nuzzled her neck, drawing her up unto the mound of pillows as he moved to settle between her already quivering thighs. He would take her fully this time, he vowed as her hands made their way up and over his chest. He would bring them both to completion on this, their final night as one for the coming moon.
Morning would break with her alone in his bed, but warmed by this new assurance that he would indeed return to her. Inuyasha would have to face the consequence of divulging his plans to the girl once he�d returned. His domain would be maintained, his position above the humans eternally established, and all with the security that his name would soon be salvaged. For now, there was only this. And he was content to savor, for the first time, a bond not of single-minded purpose, but of choice and enjoyment.
Sesshoumaru sat upright, blinking the fog from his eyes as they pierced the darkness to the empty spot on the bed beside him. He unclenched his fist, sighing deeply as the feathers of the torn pillow clung to his elongated claws. Flinging the damnable thing aside, he reached for the lamp on the bedside table. Reliving the memory of his first human lover was neither the most enjoyable, nor the most welcome, end to such a trying day. He growled in irritation as his eyes refused to accept the blinding glare of the lamp, and he switched the thing back off as he stalked to the window.
It was well past one in the morning, he knew. The lights lining the bottom of his private pool helped to illuminate the entire area of the indoor garden. Flecks of crystal glinted in the faux granite tile surrounding the glistening blue water. Encircling that, the steps leading downward to the stone path and the fresh soil and grass he�d had brought in to replace the unsightly porcelain tiles. The fragrant stems stretched past the twin stone beds of azaleas and lilies to stop abruptly at the balcony wall, and the sixteen-story drop to the hotel foyer below. He�d worked hard to recapture the grandeur of his old Kyoto home, but even this singular place of natural beauty could do little to calm him.
�Hayami�� he breathed, feeling again the tug of remorse that came with her name.
That memory could have been a more pleasant one, once. He could have enjoyed her presence, her hope, her love� He could have basked in that blissful moment, drawn from it for months, perhaps years, had he not been so�
He shook his head derisively. He�d vowed to keep his promise to the girl: to live without regret by facing his guilt head on. After all, how could he have known? That day� He�d cast aside his armor and his blade to suffer deadened senses, and weakened youki, alike. He�d delved deep within the heart of the volcano, and struck out against the great twin Gods of Elements with bare hands and venomous claws. He�d faced the might of the awakened Shuunenbukai Sotkazan, as his great father had once done, and emerged victorious with his powers increased tenfold as the ash and magma settled behind him.
He wasn�t to know that so many had perished for the reinstatement of his name�
His shame was now written into history. That day, reported to him by the only survivor of his castle�s human staff, the great peak had retaliated against his onslaught. The eruption, seen momentarily by those soon condemned to death by it�s molten rain, howled forth the moment of its demise. Sesshoumaru�s very name rung true in the thunderous fury, the flaming blood of his conquest exploded forth from the enraged bowels, and engulfed the villages below.
The man had struggled, in that last moment, not to beg or plead with his lord, but to deliver a message given to him by a dying maiden. He�d buried himself beneath the bodies of his fallen comrades, burnt beyond recognition and near the brink of madness, awaiting his lord�s return so that he may fulfill his promise. He�d sworn to the girl that he would not die until her words had been passed on.
Forgive, my lord. The world hates you not. Accept my love, and please learn to forgive�
Sesshoumaru sighed again, striding silently back to the bedside table. He�d endured enough to learn how to change. He�d overcome trial after grueling trial; suffered loss after painful loss. His lessons were now fully learned. Rin, in her own way, had opened his heart. Hayami had filled it with something akin to trust. Numerous others had long come and gone. He�d earned his chance at hope. At happiness�
Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes. Gentle hands and smiling lips flashed into his thoughts, stamping out his irritation and bringing forth a familiar warmth deep in the pit of his stomach. Yes, he would have to continue to remind himself. He had been granted a second chance after all. Looking around the room, he spotted his coat hanging over the closet door. He strode to it, reaching into the pocket to where he knew his palm pilot would be. He sped through the phonebook, a faint smile on his lips as he found the name he was looking for. Slipping through the door, he padded down the hall, turning up the overhead lights to the kitchen and pulling the phone from its cradle on the wall.
�Good morning, Mr.Kiken,� the voice of his receptionist greeted, giving the Japanese words a south-Texan drawl. �How are you today?�
�Angela,� he acknowledged, switching to the woman�s native tongue. �It�s early to be in office.�
The jolly laugh rang clearly from the other end. �Oh, these old bones are always set to Houston standard time, sir. Can�t be helped, I guess. What can I do for you this fine morning?�
He thought for a moment. �I�d intended to make a call, but your timing is just right, it would seem. I will need an early appointment set with the administrator of Inari Chemical Industry. Preferably before noon.�
�Oh, fancy you�d mention Mrs.Inari, sir,� Angela burst out, her voice accompanied by a loud shuffling of papers. �She called just last night, hopin� to see you, but when I buzzed, Miss Setsuna said your weren�t to be disturbed.�
He nodded slowly to himself, clicking distractedly through his phonebook. �Have Mrs.Inari come in at eight. Convey my desire to have her husband join us in this meeting. If she plans to bring the boy along, then we will accommodate them.�
�Yes, sir. I�ll get right on that.�
He hung up the phone, setting the pilot down on the kitchen counter. The little American woman was bound to set his empire on fire, she was filled with such energy and light. He�d taken her in on a whim, and had not regretted the decision in the seven years she had served him. He�d grown fond of the elderly woman, and though he�d never revealed as much, he looked to her as a surrogate grandmother of sorts. He smiled wanly as he placed a pot of water on to boil, filling the cask with loose tea leaves before turning down the hall toward the shower. It was amusing, to say the least, how very much he�d grown to rely on the woman. And more so, to confide in her. She was first to know of his encounter with the Higurashi clan, and would undoubtedly be the first to celebrate in the fruition of his new goals.
His smile grew slightly as he stripped from his sleeping garb, tossing them into the hamper as he stepped into the shower. The small, glass-covered clock imbedded below the shower head read two twenty-three. His hand fell to the hot water faucet. He would meet with the Inaris first and foremost. This would prove his dedication to his plans in Angela�s hopeful eyes. Afterward would be business with Inuyasha. He would have to be sure the hanyou was fully occupied. There were events developing for the upcoming few days, and the boy had somehow discarded his position as husband and father to place himself, once again, directly underfoot. It was beyond his understanding why the woman, Misako, chose to abandon common sense and allow the fool to run about as he pleased.
It is of no consequence to me, he brushed the thoughts aside as his attention returned to the upcoming day�s plans.
He would make very well sure the hanyou did nothing to interfere. His time was his alone, and he knew to use it wisely. His smile grew larger. Without the usual florescent bulbs to illuminate the grand marble room, the darkness remained the only witness to the light laughter that slipped from Sesshoumaru�s lips. It would be quite a day, indeed.
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