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Rise Of The Shikon Miko	By : golden_eyes_hypnotize Category: InuYasha AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 2628 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or the characters herein. I make no money by this writing. This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people is all in your head.

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Chapter 19

Kagome had died and gone to heaven. There was no other explanation for the events which had led to her blissfully floating like a mermaid singing the soundtrack to “My Fair Lady” in the steaming hot water of Sesshoumaru’s glorious bath tub surrounded by honeysuckle scented bubbles. She had felt so good upon waking she had no choice but to sing, and that choice of musical proved it: it was her favorite.

She was all the way up to “I Could Have Danced All Night” when Sesshoumaru snuck into the room, leaning against the entryway listening to her talented voice bounce off the hard surfaces of the room. He hadn’t much cared for hearing her sing in cockney, though he had respected that she had been faithful to the story of the musical. He had listened to her from the beginning of her private performance from the sitting room in the bedroom. Inuyasha hadn’t exaggerated for once: she truly did have a Kami gifted voice.

Her arms were spread wide and he had quite a view of her large, firm, glistening breasts floating on top of the water as she sang staring up at the night sky through the domed skylight. He had never been a breast demon—his inu nature made him always more appreciative of strong legs on a female—but he had to admit hers were becoming a fascination to him.

On the final note of the song, he walked over to the tub and bent at the waist, standing between his miko and her view. For a minute he thought she was going to drown.

Diving under the water to cover her body, her head came up sputtering and coughing as she spun around to face him. She crossed her arms over her ample chest and glared, “What are you doing in here?!” She pouted, “You promised I could play until my fingers and toes got all pruny.”

He deftly grabbed one of her small hands that tried, rather unsuccessfully to his great pleasure, to preserve her modesty. He directed her very wrinkly palm to her line of sight. “Oh,” she mumbled dejectedly.

“Hn. You must finish and dress. We will be late and I know you are as eager as I to hear what progress has been made.” He released her hand and backed away, smirking when her hand resumed its post across her body and her glare reappeared. He turned and left the room, the idea of dancing with his miko in his arms now firmly lodged in his mind.

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She had awoken to Sesshoumaru’s voice calling her name and a purring that was definitely feline in nature. Narrowing her sleep-crusted eyes, she gave him a look before turning to find the source of the vibrations. Cuddled up to the small of her back was her cat, Buyo, and when she moved, he got up and head butted her in greeting. As she nuzzled and embraced her overfed cat, she was informed that out of interest for her safety, she would be staying with him and so he had arranged for her things to be brought to his home.

She wasn’t sure how she felt about Sesshoumaru’s retainer, Jaken digging through her drawers at home and literally transplanting every article of clothing she owned, even the things she kept in storage in the basement, into the closet meant for Sesshoumaru’s mate.   Part of her was feeling a little rushed at all of this. She never moved remotely this fast. She usually took weeks building up trust with someone, but with him, she just felt so comfortable.

And the way she was acting! She was always submissive in bed and it took her forever to come up with the nerve to flirt and play, but this morning she had leapt on him like she was a parched woman dying of thirst in the desert and he was a lush oasis. She had even deliberately provoked him. It made her blush just thinking about it. Usually she was inhibited by her past and her self-consciousness of her appearance but since he so obviously desired her despite how she looked—indeed it seemed it didn’t even matter to him the way he kept picking her up—she felt a confidence and femininity she had never felt before.

Since her toiletries had also been moved in, she made quick work of getting ready and headed into the closet to get dressed. Her clothes had all been pressed and hung with cedar hangers. The cedar closet was bigger than her living room at home and her collection of clothes looked much smaller than it was by comparison. Her mother took her shopping for clothes all the time and so she had more than plenty for every season. The built in drawers were only partly occupied as well. The vanity by the door contained her make-up and limited jewelry. She checked her appearance in the large, gilded mirror to the right of the door. She had actually put on some makeup. It was amazing what sleeping with a daiyoukai and a little liquid eyeliner could do for a girl.

She turned towards the door and headed out through the bedroom and down the family wing hall. Sesshoumaru was waiting by the front door with her magenta and grey plaid wool coat and magenta, sequined scarf. When she reached him, however, his hand came up and touched the grey line that ended in a little upturn at the corner of her eye. There was wonder in his expression as he said, “I hadn’t thought they could be any more beautiful than they were…”

She smiled brilliantly before plucking her scarf from his hold, slipping it over her head and turning her back on him to don into the coat he held for her. And she thought she had felt good when she was in that amazing bath tub of his…

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The long ride to Inuyasha’s house in the suburbs was full of shared smiles and companionable silence, both comfortable in each others’ presence without talking. They arrived in seemingly no time.

Shiori met them at the door and once inside Kagome could see there was quite a crowd in the living room. Her mom and Gramps were there, which was a surprise to her, but not an unwelcome one, with Gramps in the chair closest to the fireplace and Kaneko on the seat on the couch at the front window nearest him. Beside her was Izayoi on the center seat. Shiori’s sole cup of coffee in a tea drinking family on the table at the other end of the couch marked her seat as beside Izayoi. In the other seat at the fire opposite her Gramps sat Toga. On the loveseat opposite, sat Inuyasha. Before they even had their coats unbuttoned, Inuyasha bounded over to greet them.

When Kagome slipped her scarf over her head, Inuyasha sucked in a breath before hitting his brother in the shoulder, “What did I tell you about rushing her, you damn horn dog?   What the hell are those?” He pointed an accusing finger at Kagome’s neck.

Unfortunately, by then everyone else had come into the foyer to greet the new additions to their gathering. Kagome’s face was burning with mortification and she backhanded Inuyasha’s chest. “Inuyasha!” she exclaimed. Then in an angry hiss, “Our parents are right behind you, baka!” She should have known her overprotective friend would say something. Yes, she had seen the twin marks on neck when she was getting ready, having guessed they might be there from what she had felt him doing earlier, but she had also felt a strange pride in them. It felt wrong to try to cover them with makeup or a scarf, so she hadn’t.    She’d even snuck a picture of them on her phone. And she really hadn’t thought her family would be here tonight.

After lots of hugs, everyone settled down in the living room. Inuyasha purposely sat on the loveseat to separate Kagome and Sesshoumaru, but Sesshoumaru simply led Kagome over to the loveseat and sat, pulling her into his lap. She was a little uncomfortable at first but everyone was smiling at her—including her mom—which was perhaps the weirdest of all because it wasn’t a polite smile but a real one. Her mother looked genuinely happy that she was sitting on Sesshoumaru’s lap. Usually Kaneko wasn’t so welcoming of her daughter entering new relationships. Gramps was smiling, too, and that was odd because he had always tried to slap Inuyasha with sutras when he had hugged her or they had cuddled on the couch. She looked to Toga.

He nodded. “In the interest of getting as much help as possible, we invited your family here and have brought them up to speed on your status as Sesshoumaru’s chosen and what that means as well as the existence of your curse. Sesshoumaru went to them right after Christmas with the information and to ask permission to approach you about courtship.”

Her eyes got soft with feeling and she turned to look at the daiyoukai. “You asked permission from my family?”

“Of course, Kagome. My honor demanded it and I knew they could aide us in our quest,” he replied.

Again she looked to her mom and Gramps and they nodded at her, acknowledging their support. At least this meant she could talk to her mom about her thoughts and feelings of all that was going on. She and Inuyasha had been there to help her get back on her feet after every bad breakup. No doubt the idea of a male who was instinctually driven never to leave her daughter was as attractive to her as it was to Kagome. She was probably feeling new guilt over the curse her father had placed on her as well. They would definitely need to schedule some mother-daughter time soon and talk.

Shiori was just getting up to bring out the tea she had prepared when there was another ring at the door. Toga got up, but waved everyone to stay seated. He walked to the front door and opened it. “You must be Kaede. Do come in.”

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