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Worthy
By : whitewavereborn
Category: InuYasha > General
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The newcomers were starting to fit in, Morgan thought as she watched another of the outsiders lunge back into the fray. Everyone knew that this was going to happen. It was unavoidable and almost tradition. Newcomers always challenged the alphas, though it was amazing that they restrained themselves this long.

Her uncles and father seemed to be enjoying themselves. Morgan smiled as one of her uncles let out a laugh as another attacked him. It had been years since they had a fight and like all battle toughened males, they missed it. The younger males were fresh from a war and should have been more of a challenge but they were sued to fighting humans while her father and uncles had battled demons, a less numerous but more challenging foe. Despite there age and lack of practice, they were winning.

The pack had formed a wide circle around the scuffle; far enough to give the men the room they needed but close enough to see everything. As a rule, none of them leant a helping hand but shouts of encouragement and jokes were yelled at the group. Briana walked along the edge of the circle, watching the battle with worried, angry eyes. Obviously, she hadn�t foreseen the fight and was angry at her companions for starting it. The two that had left the fight, tired and beaten, received a few swift kicks, slaps, and insults from Briana before she sent them to Ena to lick their wounds and mend their newly battered pride. Her circling met she was going to give the same treatment to the others.
Morgan sat in a tree, watching the fight but not participating like the others. She felt a little better these past few days but her heart still hurt and though she was now making an effort, it would be awhile before she would completely recover, if one could recover from a broken heart.
Her family had been a big help, being sympathetic but not letting her withdraw into herself. She was still expected to participate in the hunt and watch the pups and Cory still insisted on using her as bait. It annoyed the hell out of her but she was also really grateful.
A loud yelp brought Morgan�s attention back to the fight. Another had withdrawn from the fight but was now facing Briana�s wrath. He was on his knees, trying to crawl to safety, keeping his head low as Briana began to push, kick, and hit him. She wasn�t doing any real damage except to his pride but it was entertaining to watch. There were only four left fighting the leaders but everyone could tell that they were beat. The confidence they had in the beginning was gone. It was pride and maybe some enjoyment that kept them in and maybe, because of this act of foolishness, they might find a permanent place for the otherwise still outcast males.
One of the young males stumbled trying to dodge one of Kallan�s attacks and landed on his side. He was smiling and apparently not done but before he could get up, Briana grabbed him by the ankle and began pulling him to the outer ring. He yelled in protest and the crowd yelled in support of the male. Briana then found herself pushed aside and farther into the crowd. The male was then helped to his feet, brushed off, then pushed toward the fight again. The outsider hesitated and after looking between the fight and his sitting comrades, he went to the log and sat beside them. The crowd laughed and Ena checked his wounds as the fight continued.
Morgan couldn�t help but laugh at that and if felt good. This scuffle had been just what she needed to improve her mood, just as it was a way to break down the newcomers� walls. But then the fight suddenly stopped and the crowd grew silent. Morgan noticed the stiffness of her father�s back, which only happened when he was angry.
Growing uneasy, Morgan followed the stares of the pack to the edge of the clearing. She didn�t know if she should be happy or angry. Her heart swelled at seeing him, filling with relief, fear, and joy. Her mind was screaming in outrage, not so easily willing to forget the pain as her seemed so willing to do. Morgan could feel her eyes filling with tears and she fought to hold them back. She refused to cry in front of him again.
He looked the same. His face was as passive as ever as his eyes scanned the crowd. Morgan noticed that they lingered on Briana, who looked smug, before moving on and settling on her. Morgan�s heart pounded all the harder when their eyes met and she silently wished she could vanish at the moment, his stare was so intense on her. All the moisture in her mouth suddenly went to her hands and she began to fidget in her unease.
�Lord Sesshoumaru, what brings you here?�

He was being calm and polite but Morgan could hear the anger in her father�s voice. Kallan was a calm, passive, old wolf that wasn�t easily angered but when he was angry, it wasn�t hard to push him into a fight and with the adrenaline from the scuffle still running through his veins, it would be much easier. Morgan�s discomfort took a different turn, moving from her feeling to Sesshoumaru to concern fro her family�s safety.
�I�ve come to speak to Morgan,� Sesshoumaru answered.

Morgan bit her lip as her heart skipped a beat at the sound of her names while the tension in the air grew thicker. Why couldn�t he have sought her out while she was alone? Better yet, why did he have to seek her out at all?
�I would like to know the reason,� her father requested.
Even from her seat, she could see Sesshoumaru�s eyes narrow in that way of his. It was the obvious sign that he was getting angry.
�That would be my business.�
�Morgan is my daughter; therefore, it is my business as well.�
�Father, wasn�t it you that told me to leave this to Morgan,� Briana cut in as she made her way to the group.
Morgan looked to her sister. Knowing Briana, she had done the exact opposite and now things had come down to this; an embarrassing and painful moment. She would pay for this.
Kallan must have come to the same conclusions for there was a growl in his voice when he answered.
�I did.�
�Then let�s let her handle this.�
All eyes turned to her and Morgan could feel heat rising to her cheeks and she glared at her sister as she rose to her feet and dropped to the ground. She didn�t let her steps linger and nor did she move quickly but her heart quickened with each step and her temper grew shorter.

�I�ll talk to you later,� she said to her Briana when she approached.

�I�m sure you will,� Briana smiled then turned and headed back to the rest of the pack.
Morgan sighed, knowing she was going to fight a losing battle later but had a more unpleasant task at the moment. She refused to appear weak and she met Sesshoumaru�s eyes. She almost wished she didn�t but she squared her shoulders and crossed her arms in what she hoped was a bored stance and not the uncomfortable one which she was feeling at the moment.
�Well,� she growled and flinched at the hostility in her voice.
�In private,� he replied and headed back into the forest.

�Morgan, you don�t have to go.�

Morgan looked to her brother and gave him a soft smile.

�I know,� she answered before following Sesshoumaru into the woods. She was probably a fool but she knew Sesshoumaru well enough to know that he wouldn�t leave her alone until he had his say.
He didn�t lead her deep into the forest; just far enough to hide them from prying eyes and off the trial so no one would stumble upon them. Morgan was grateful for that. Her pack was seconds away if she needed to escape from him. Sesshoumaru stopped at a cluster of trees but didn�t yet face her. If Morgan wasn�t so uncertain herself, she would have found humor in his inability to find the words he needed but she was nervous and patiently waited for him to find his voice.
She eventually ended up leaning against a tree, her arms crossed, and her fingers drumming on her elbow. She was about to voice her annoyance when she noticed that he was watching her over his shoulder. Her mouth closed and her face turned red when she realized his plan. The bastard had purposely annoyed her so she�d forget her unease. It was a good plan. She was less likely to run from him now. That didn�t stop her from growling at him though.
�Well,� she spat.

�I forgot how easy it is to anger you,� was his reply as he turn to face her.
Morgan�s eyes narrowed in warning.
�If that�s all you came here for, then I�ll leave.�
�No,� Sesshoumaru replied quickly and he took a few steps toward her while reaching into his hoari.
Morgan stiffened when she saw the package and stared at him curiously when he handed it to her.
�What is this for?� she asked as he placed it in her hand.
�An apology.�
The suspicious look she gave him and the package was almost amusing, Sesshoumaru thought as he watched her slowly began undoing the tie and paper. He noticed her hesitation when she saw the fabric and the recognition of the pattern as she traced it with her finger. When she looked at him, her anger was gone and her eyes were filled with tears that she fought to keep at bay.
�What does this mean?�
Her voice was fearful and she held the gift protectively against her but whether she was protecting herself or the gift, Sesshoumaru didn�t know.
�Isn�t it obvious,� he asked as he took another step forward and tried to keep the hurt from her reaction from showing on his face. �It is an outfit for my mate.�
She tried to back farther against the tree but she didn�t run away. The tears she tried to hold back fell free.
�I�m not your mate,� she reminded him. �I rejected you.�
Sesshoumaru absorbed the blow to his pride without it showing but he also had to show his feelings for her. It was no easy task since the only emotions he was used to showing was annoyance, boredom, or anger. But he lost Morgan by hiding his feelings from her. That was why he reached for her now.
Her exotic eyes were wide and fearful as she watched him but they closed when he cupped her cheek and she cried harder when he stared wiping the tears away with his thumb.
�Stop it,� she whimpered.

But he didn�t stop. Now that he finally touched her, he couldn�t stop. With that one hand, he continued to touch her face, wiping her tears away and brushing her hair back, it was softer than he imagined. He reached up with his other hand and did the same to the other side of her face. She was sobbing now, torn between leaning into his touch and pulling away. Her pain was so clearly written on her face and Sesshoumaru damned himself for being the cause of it.

�I�m sorry,� he whispered and he pressed a kiss to her furrowed brow. �I�m so sorry.�
Morgan screamed in outraged and pushed his arms away with one hand, clinging to the gift with the other.
�That doesn�t make it right,� yelled at him, her eyes sparkling with tears and rage. �Giving me this doesn�t make it right.�
She tried to shove the package against his chest but Sesshoumaru grabbed her wrist and stilled her by pressing her firmly against the tree. The package fell to the ground and Sesshoumaru noticed that Morgan�s eyes followed it.
�Then tell me how to make it right,� he pleaded, drawing her attention back to him. Her pulse was throbbing powerfully in his hands, amazing him that she could feel so much but his heart was beating just a powerful, making him all the more humble.
�I haven�t forgotten the hurt you put me through,� she told him. �I can�t forget.�
�Then don�t, just tell me how to correct what I foolishly did wrong.�
Morgan snarled and tried to push back but Sesshoumaru was stronger than her and at a better position and she barely even moved him. She couldn�t even twist her wrist free.
�Go to Haruko, or Kimi, or any other of those aristocratic brats,� she yelled, �just leave me alone.�
�I don�t want them,� he yelled back and shook her a little. �I want you. Only you.� Then he kissed her.
She tried to fight him off but he had a hold on her upper arms now and because he was pressed so closely to her, she couldn�t get a good purchase to push him away. At least that�s what she told herself. She didn�t want to believe that she had stood there in shock, eyes wide and body ridged, as his mouth coaxed her to respond. She didn�t want to believe that she had, slowly at first, than with as much emotion as she possibly could. She didn�t want to believe it but couldn�t help but take joy in it. Her body relaxed against his and his hold on her shifted from her arms to her waist, wrapping himself so completely around her, she could barely be seen.
It had never been apart of Sesshoumaru�s plan to kiss her. But it wasn�t something he regretted doing. The first kiss they shared had been so long ago that it was hard to remember every little detail. But this kiss was different than that first kiss. The first kiss had been a test. One that she put him through and had never told him if he passed or not. This kiss was done out of reaction to her outburst and feeling her respond to him, it had been what he needed to prove himself to her. And she responded to well; softening her body to him so he could feel enough of her to nearly drive him out of his mind; opening her mouth for his exploration, and trembling in his hands. None had ever fit so perfectly against him before and she tasted so good.
Desperation started the kiss but need began to fuel it. She had managed to work her arms out from between them and had buried her hands in his hair, desperately tugging on the strands and teasingly scratching his scalp. In the need to feel skin, his hands tugged at her tunic pushing under it to the bare skin on her him. She tore her mouth from his then and hissed through her teeth at the feel of his hand on her skin and whimpered when she felt his mouth at her throat.
This was getting out of control. Her pack was near by. Any pup could stumble upon them and she was supposed to be mad at him for heavens sake. But it felt so good and so right and she desperately wanted to feel his hands on her but she couldn�t give in. Not yet. Not after a month of torment.
�Wait,� she whispered but it ended in a moan when he gently bit her throat.
She didn�t have to force him to stop. He also realized that things had gone farther than he intended to take them but he wasn�t willing to let go of her. Not after wanting to touch her for so long. He held her close and she didn�t protest but rested her head against his chest, listening to pounding heart.
�Return home with me,� he requested though it sounded more like an order. Morgan ignored it though, understanding that some habits die hard.
She knew that he was going to ask this but she wasn�t ready yet. She wanted to go with him but she still had some healing to do and if he was willing to wait, that was a sign that he was starting to improve. She hoped he was willing.
�No.�
�No?�
She didn�t feel him stiffen like she suspected which led her to believe that he knew that there was more to her answer. Slowly, she lifted her head to look at him and smiled when she saw the emotion in his eyes.
�Give me a week,� she requested. �I�ll give you my answer than.�
�A week.� He confirmed. He thought about protesting it but decided against it and nodded his agreement.
Reluctantly, they parted and went in separate directions; Sesshoumaru to his home and Morgan to her pack and to a new start for both of them.
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Worthy	By : whitewavereborn Category: InuYasha > General Views: 6049 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha, nor make money from this story.

Worthy