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Suffering and Rebirth	By : scattered-dimensions Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Kagome > Sessh?maru/Kagome Views: 8846 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Kagome had never gotten her driver’s license, so that left her with the only option of public transportation. She wasn’t about to let Sesshomaru walk on his knee any more than necessary and they needed to hit the books. There had to be some way to get back through the well and the library was the best option.
She was proud of Sesshomaru. Not only did he leave his swords and armor at her house, he only sneered a total of four times. He was wearing his usual attire and pelt, causing him to stick out like a sore thumb, but most rubberneckers distanced themselves when they met his challenging stare. It made for a very uneventful trip. No one got in their way and no one bothered her about spare change. It was kind of nice.
She held the library’s glass entrance door open for Sesshomaru and had to bite her tongue when he walked straight inside without even acknowledging her. She wasn’t a servant. She just squared her shoulders and rummaged around in her purse for her library card. Sesshomaru followed her through the rows of books, his eyes studying the various spines.
She stopped at the mythology section and he quirked an eyebrow at her.
“In this time demons are regarded as myths, remember.” She whispered.
Sesshomaru’s jaw set, but he didn’t comment. She pulled out several old books on the Sengoku jidai slightly peeved that Sesshomaru didn’t try to help carry anything. She was doing this for his pampered butt, too.
She lugged her load to an empty table and glared at a couple who were unabashedly snickering at Sesshomaru. Their mouths snapped shut and they vacated their seats promptly. Kagome sat down with a smile. InuYasha always said she was scary. Her face fell and tears threatened to come out and play.
She pulled the first volume towards her as Sesshomaru seated himself across the table from her picking up a book of his own. Well, at least she wouldn’t have to do this part by herself. She buried her nose in the musty, yellowed pages and let the words wash away any thoughts of the friends she left behind.
“Miko, this Sesshomaru has found something of interest.” He said at normal volume.
She shushed him gaining an icy glare.
“It’s against the rules to be loud in a library, Sesshomaru.” She whispered back and he pushed the open book towards her.
He tapped the page with a clawed finger irritatedly indicating the paragraph he wanted her to start on.
She read the selection to herself. After she was finished she leaned back in her chair, both hands resting flat against the table just staring down at the book.
The entry had been about kyokotsu, a skeletal figure that emerges from wells to exact revenge on the one who had killed or trapped it.
So, not only was she pulled into the past by Mistress Centipede’s desecrated corpse because of the Shikon no tama embedded in her body, but because she was Kikyou’s reincarnation as well. Kaede had said that Kikyou had been the one to slay the demon and dump her remains in the Bone Eater’s well.
In truth, the only reason she had ever been in the past to begin with had been because of Kikyou, not the Sacred Jewel and her connection to InuYasha was…
She cut her eyes across the table to the stoic Taiyoukai who was fervently reading another book.
What was the purpose of giving her this particular piece of folklore? Kagome pushed her bangs behind her ears and sat up straighter in her seat. It didn’t matter. She and InuYasha were friends, best friends. Nothing was going to change that. What did it matter how she came to be in the Feudal era? All that mattered now was finding a way back so she could continue the life she had been building.
The remaining few hours they spent at the library had been wrapped in complete and utter silence. He didn’t pass any more books to her and she kept her thoughts to herself. When the lines started blurring together, Kagome announced that they were leaving. Sesshomaru looked reluctant to go, like he had actually enjoyed himself.
‘Pfft, Sesshomaru enjoying something other than maiming or killing someone, yeah right.’
He looked at her with a curious expression when she busted out in a fit of uncontrollable giggles at the thought. Even the librarian was a little stand offish because of her behavior or maybe it was because of the tall demon Lord she had following her around.
She checked out all the books they had been looking at, plus a few more that she had caught Sesshomaru pawing over and left. Naturally, he didn’t offer one iota of help.
Sesshomaru followed her looking around him. His body tensed every time a car would zoom past. She caught his hand flick to his side where his swords normally rested twice and had pity on him. She dropped back to walk beside him putting herself between the street and the nervous inu. It didn’t seem to help much, but his arm did stay stationary.
“You hungry?” She asked trying to avert his attention and he pondered her question frowning.
“Yes.” He said finally and Kagome scoured the many shop windows they were approaching until her saving grace came into view.
“We could go to WcDonald’s.” She offered hopefully.
He regarded her with a sidelong glance before returning his eyes to the front. She shrugged and continued to steer him to her favorite fast-food chain. She didn’t really know if he would like it or not, but there was a first time for everything. She chalked it up to trial and error. It wasn’t like he was very forthcoming about his preferences and she deserved a treat for lugging around their research.
The restaurant was bustling as usual, but their entrance caused a wave of swiveling necks and a level of stunned silence that Kagome swore was unnatural. She looked up to Sesshomaru who just appeared to be bored. She took her place at the end of the line with him by her side. The lady in front of her grabbed her son’s hand and left giving Kagome a hateful look on her way out.
Kagome ignored the woman’s discriminate actions, but it only focused her attention on all the hushed whispers and pointing fingers. She looked around at everyone staring and met their eyes confidently. She wasn’t ashamed to be in the company of Sesshomaru. He was no different than any of them outside of appearances. Well, maybe not, but the point was she wasn’t going anywhere and they were being insanely rude. Seriously people, get a life.
Instead, she directed her eyes to the menu board. She knew what she wanted, but Sesshomaru was a complete mystery.
“Do you see anything you want?” She asked him.
“This Sesshomaru leaves it to your discretion, Miko.” He said.
‘Alrighty, think dog. Hmm…’ She thought tapping the hardbound books with her thumb.
After receiving their food, Kagome filled their drinks and chose a table in the very back of the restaurant away from the windows and the crowd to give Sesshomaru a moderate level of comfort. It was a bit of a juggle to get there, but luckily there were no spills. She sorted their food and left Sesshomaru to his own perusal of the double bacon cheeseburger she had placed in front of him.
Kagome picked her single cheeseburger up and took a bite watching as Sesshomaru lifted the top bun with his thumb and forefinger to inspect the meat. He frowned deeply and replaced the bread. His actions didn’t bother her in the least. He had the right to be critical of what he ate. She picked up a french fry and dipped it ketchup before taking a bite of the greasy potato sliver.
He picked up one of his own and sniffed it. She almost choked on the food she had in her mouth, but waved him off trying to compose herself when he raised an inquiring eyebrow. She took a sip of her tea while he experimentally bit the fry. It was so weird to see him eating fast food. He looked out of place, yes, but to her it was because of his regalia. It was like he was too good to be eating common place food with his fingers and he probably was.
She felt guilt well up in her chest again. She was being inconsiderate. She should have taken him to a fancier restaurant. He’d probably enj…
Kagome’s mouth dropped open.
Sesshomaru was dipping the french fries in ketchup just she had done and was eating them with an uncharacteristic eagerness. He still looked prim and proper doing it, chewing with his mouth closed and waiting until he swallow before following it with another bite. He brushed his hair over his shoulder casually when it skirted the table, his elbows nowhere in sight, and his posture impeccable.
She closed her mouth and picked up her cheeseburger. His eyes snapped to her and he seemed to be assessing her actions. She felt self-conscious under the scrutiny and averted her eyes to the table. She heard the crinkle of his burger’s wrapper and looked up in time to see Sesshomaru take a modest bite of his bacon cheeseburger.
Kagome’s chewing slowed as his fangs flashed into view for just a moment before he closed his lips around the bread and she noticed for the first time just how soft they looked. Her face flamed and she looked down again kicking herself for having such thoughts. She ate the rest of the meal with her nose buried in a book to keep her treacherous mind focused on something other than Sesshomaru and his lips.
She was busy piling their trash on a tray when someone walked up to their table. She saw Sesshomaru go rigid out of the corner of her eye.
“Higarashi?” The familiar voice asked as if questioning her very existence.
She looked up at Hojo and smiled politely. She was more than aware of the way Sesshomaru’s eyes narrowed at her, but she didn’t understand why and she wasn’t too sure she wanted to.
“Hojo, hi.” She said moving faster than was necessary to clear the table.
“I didn’t know you were back in town. You’re mom told me you were visiting your aunt.” He said cordially and Kagome laughed nervously.
“Well, I’m back for a little while.” She said having flashbacks to her middle school years.
“That’s great. I was wondering if you were free Saturday. You know, I never did get a chance to take you out back in school. It would give us a chance to reconnect.” He said with a good natured laugh.
Sesshomaru’s eyes narrowed into slits and she found herself laughing right along with Hojo sounding a little hysterical.
“Saturday? Um, I’ll have to check my schedule and see…” She started after she got a grip.
“I’m not taking no for an answer. I’ll pick you up at six, sound good?” Hojo interrupted placing his hand on her arm affectionately.
Kagome was astounded that the flesh of her face hadn’t melted off from the intensity of Sesshomaru’s glare. She took a deep breath and forced a smile.
She was about to respond with a plausible excuse for being busy Saturday, and every day after that, but Sesshomaru stood abruptly and turned on his heel walking away. Kagome’s face fell at the unexpected action and she scrambled to stack the books she’d checked out from the library.
“I’m sorry, Kagome. Were you two…What I mean…Is he your…boyfriend?” Hojo floundered removing his hand, sounding crushed.
Kagome pulled the books into her arms and slung her purse over her shoulder abandoning the tray of garbage on the table and started for the door. Sesshomaru had already left and she had no idea which way he went.
“It was good to see you, Hojo.” She called over the din of the crowd as she used her back to open the door hissing in pain as she did so.
She rolled off the handle and took a quick look around the sidewalk trying to spot Sesshomaru through the throng of people walking by. She caught a glimpse of silver to her right and took off after it. She dodged people trying to get past them to catch up to the Taiyoukai. He wasn’t waiting for her and her steps were hindered drastically by the weight in her arms.
“Excuse me… I’m sorry…Sesshomaru wait!” She yelled in a last ditch effort to gain his attention while trying to battle opposing traffic.
He didn’t seem to hear her or was simply ignoring her. With him she could never tell, but it gave her the incentive to work that much harder to reach him. By the time she did, her breathing was labored and her arms felt like gelatin. She had to keep readjusting the grip she had on the books because of the pull they caused on her throbbing back.
He didn’t even look at her, just kept walking. She didn’t say anything and followed. He led them directly to the subway, but before he walked down the steps to the platform he wheeled on her, anger displayed openly and she took a cautious step back.
“Explain yourself, Miko.” He spat and Kagome’s brain spaced not knowing what in the world he was talking about.
“W-What do you mean?” She stuttered confused by his sudden mood change.
“Are you as openly affectionate with every male you encounter? What about InuYasha?” He asked coldly, his eyes narrowing again and she felt the sizzle rolling off of them in waves.
“Hojo’s just a friend.” She answered truthfully wondering what InuYasha had to do with this.
Sure Hojo wanted to be more than that, but she had no intentions whatsoever of letting that happen. He was a nice guy, just not for her.
Sesshomaru visibly sneered at her explanation. He rose to his full height and stalked away, if you could call it that. Everything he did was so controlled and precise. The only way she could tell that he was angry, outside of his vehement interrogation, was the length of his already long strides. She had to really push her legs to keep up with him.
He paused outside the entrance booth, the muscles in his jaw jumping, and his eyes looking up and away from her. All in all he looked incredibly perturbed. She shifted the books awkwardly to one arm and pulled the flap of her purse up to fish out some change. When she deposited it, he blazed straight through the carousel leaving her behind. It was almost as if he was purposely trying to lose her.
‘He wouldn’t do that…would he?’
She searched frantically for more change and pressed it into the slot quickly. The bars clicked loudly as she pushed through them and she found herself battling yet another crowd to catch up to him.
Someone clipped the oversized books in her arms, upsetting her balance sending them and herself sprawling on the floor. She let out a muffled yelp of pain through clenched teeth. Of course no one stopped to help and whoever the culprit may have been kept walking without an apology. It was times like these that she missed the Sengoku jidai the most.
She rose to her knees and crawled around collecting the scattered volumes thankful that she had chosen to wear jeans today. When she finally had them all and stood back up, she saw Sesshomaru get on a train.
‘He wouldn’t.’
Kagome knocked several innocent people out of her way trying to get to him before the doors closed.
“Sesshomaru!” He didn’t even glance her way.
She was almost there, but the hydraulic doors slid shut and the train began to roll. She stood there gaping after the retreating rail car surrounded by several upset bystanders.
‘He did.’
She had just been separated from Sesshomaru; an angry Sesshomaru; an angry, confusing Sesshomaru; an angry, confusing, and completely clueless Sesshomaru. Oh, Kami!
This was not good. Not good at all. What if he got lost? He wasn’t wearing a coat. He could wind up back in the hospital again or worse. The streets were no place to be after dark and he no longer had his youki, which was a blessing and a curse. What about his knee?
She needed to find him and fast. She hopped the next available train. Kagome sent up a prayer to whatever Kami that was listening for his safety and guidance for herself. She threw in a heavy dose of patience for them both just for good measure.
During the ride, her worry was overshadowed by her growing anger. How could he just take off like that? She should have expected it. It’s not like he had much of a personality to begin with and everything annoyed him it seemed like. What was his deal? Why was InuYasha a sudden concern and why was he so mad at her? Kagome huffed to herself over the conundrum of the manic youkai.
She had spent the day with him in mostly nonconfrontational silence, something he appeared to be comfortable with, had kept her mouth shut when she was arguably insulted, had searched for a way to get him home and how does he repay her? The moment an old friend of hers shows up, he flips out and pulls a Houdini. Was he jealous? No, that was just absurd.
The train stopped and she exited with the flow of the other passengers. That terrible anxiety settled in the pit of her stomach again washing away her irritation. She didn’t see Sesshomaru anywhere. She whimpered girlishly and set off towards the Shrine hoping to catch up to him along the way.

A/N: Thank you Luminari_Lillium for your review and kind words. The kids are already going crazy trying to figure out what they want to do first each day. I guess all the freedom is a little overwhelming. :D
Also, a round of thank you’s to the readers and voters out there. I appreciate every single one of you.
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