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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 23

After the story, Kagome had tried to get up, but Sesshoumaru held her fast and pressed her head back to his shoulder. When she was still, he said, “You blame this Sesshoumaru for what you feel is a loss of freedom.”

She hefted a heavy sigh. “You just swooped in and decided everything for me. You didn’t even give me a chance to make my own choices. You dictated to me without consulting me at all.”

Sesshoumaru gave that some thought. He could understand her upset. She was used to taking care of herself and making her own decisions in her life. Adjustments would be necessary from both parties. “You are correct. This Sesshoumaru is disused to consulting others before making decisions. This Sesshoumaru offers his most sincere apologies for not considering your opinion or feelings.”

She blinked. ‘Did he just…?’ She turned in his hold so she could look into his eyes. “Did…did you really just apologize?”

He took her face in both his clawed hands and looked deeply into her eyes. “This Sesshoumaru was wrong. Though it is my instinct to lead and take care of you, you are not a child but my chosen. I must remember to include you in my decisions in the future. You are a brilliant woman, Kagome, and I would be a fool not to treasure your counsel. When viewing this mistake, trust that what I have done, I had only your best interest in mind.”

She gazed into his golden eyes and saw only sincerity. In all her past relationships, no one had ever said they were sorry for anything that mattered and yet this proud, dominant daiyoukai had just delivered the most beautiful and real apology she could ever imagine. And he did it on his own. She hadn’t had to point out his wrongs over and over again just to get a “Well, maybe…” It was actually something that was one of her pet peeves. When she was wrong, she admitted it and expected the same from anyone else, but so rarely got it. It was much more difficult to forgive and free your heart when there was no admission of guilt.

He watched the play of emotions on her face, awe and disbelief readily apparent. When he saw tears building in her eyes he was at a loss. He brought his cheek to hers and nuzzled her to comfort whatever it was his mercurial miko was feeling now.

Twin streaks of wetness fell down her cheeks and she had trouble finding her voice. Finally, she managed in the barest whisper, “Thank you.”

And he understood.

……………

They stayed holding each other like that for a long while. Then, Kagome’s scent changed again and she drew in a breath. “Sesshoumaru?”

“Hn.”

“I’m sorry, too.” She sighed. “I’m sorry for throwing a tantrum.”

“Hn.”

“Well, it’s not like I didn’t warn you that I had a temper. And in my defense, you seriously pissed me off. No one likes having their choices taken away, Sesshoumaru.” Why wasn’t he saying anything?

“Hn.”

She almost growled in frustration and insecurity. Quietly, she said, “So does ‘hn’ mean you forgive me?”

He pulled his face back to show her his eyes. And she understood, too.

………………

He took her hand and led her back to her closet. As if by magic, the mess she had made in the room was all put to rights again. She played with her lips and kept her eyes downcast sheepishly remembering her behavior.

“Sooo…how did this get cleaned up?” she hedged.

“Jaken is a superior retainer. He always anticipates the needs of this Sesshoumaru and his home.”

“I still haven’t met him yet. Does he hide?”

“Jaken has learned over the years that when he is underfoot, I will step on him.”

“Wait…you mean…you don’t mean you literally step on him?”

“Or kick him. Though this Sesshoumaru has not had to resort to such in hundreds of years.”

“Sesshoumaru! You don’t go around stepping on and kicking people!” she exclaimed.

He lifted a shoulder in a shrug. “He is not a person. He is a frog.”

“What is wrong with you? He works for you, but that doesn’t give you the right to call him names!”

“Frog youkai, miko.”

“Oh.” Blustering, she continued, “Still! No stepping on Jaken if you ever want me to consider your proposal. I can’t be with someone who would be that careless with another soul!”

So it was alright for her to dictate to him? “Kagome, if you would be so good as to collect your swimsuit, we can begin your physical training.”

She narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips at his changing of the subject, but let it go for now. She grabbed her suit and a robe and sandals and Sesshoumaru left her alone to change.

………………

While Sesshoumaru changed into his suit in his closet, he got a call from Inuyasha. He listened to his brother speak, narrowing his eyes before saying, “Tell the witch we will meet at your home at 9am.” He hung up the phone, leaving the cell in his closet as he exited to go meet his chosen.

……………..

They had exited the rear of the shiro, having gone through Sesshoumaru’s dojo and were following a covered, gravel path into a cave. Upon entering, he raised a hand and torches lit with blue light by his youki leapt to life. They followed the path down into the mountain until they found a huge underground aquifer the size of a small lake. The ceiling reached high above them and dripping water glittered like the night sky in the torchlight.

The water was black despite the torches and Kagome was a little afraid of whatever might be living in there. Sensing her fear, he said, “This water is pure. It is free of plant or animal life. In fact, it is so pure, it is the water we use in the shiro. Come.” He held his hand out to her as she removed her robe and sandals and they stepped into the water.

The water was warm, but not nearly as warm as onsen, or hot springs. They waded out until the bottom became too far down to touch and treaded water. He explained, for tonight, that was all they would be doing. It would be a simple endurance test. She could float when she needed a break, but she was to tread water until her limbs grew too heavy to go on and then they would leave and go to the onsen in the cavern room next door.

That was precisely what they did. Sesshoumaru was impressed with the amount of time she was able to hold out given how out of shape she was, but eventually her arms and legs turned to lead and she wearily floated on her back and didn’t move to start again. He let her rest for a moment before he led her out of the pool and over into the next cavern. He helped her into the onsen and let her soak her tired muscles in the soothing heat.

When they were finished, he carried her out and dried her off with the towels he always kept stocked here. Wrapping her up in her robe, he picked her up despite her weak protestations and carried her back to the house.

She had done well and he had yet another surprise for her. He carried her into their bedroom and sat her on the bed. Then from a closet over by the sitting area, he pulled out a folded, padded table. When he unfolded it, she realized what it was and her eyes lit up with delight. ‘A massage table!’

He loved the expression on her face when she realized what was coming. He could live just on seeing her like that. He lined the table with soft, plush towels and invited her over with an outstretched hand. She was a little shaky on her feet, but she stood.

He offered to help her out of her suit and she very firmly said, “No, thank you. I can manage.” So he turned and gave her some privacy, listening to make sure she made it to the table alright and waiting for her to grow still after covering herself with the sheet and warm blanket he provided.

As he let heat infuse into the oil he placed in the top of a ceramic pot containing hot water, he reached over to a small stereo and pressed play. He waited for the music to start and watched for her reaction. She had been lying with her head to the side cradled on her hands, but when she heard the sweet strains of the flute on the recording, her ears perked and her head rose. When she heard the rich, low register and pure high tones she was known for, her head whipped up and caught Sesshoumaru’s glance.

“You were a little busy with your own gifts that day, so perhaps you didn’t see my Christmas present from my brother.” He smiled a small smile down at her and continued, “In all my centuries, I’ve never heard anything so hauntingly lovely.” It was a collection of ancient Japanese court songs. He remembered them well but could hardly believe she had found them after all these years to learn them and play them. It was titled, “Songs from Goshinboku.” He recalled that Goshinboku was the name of the ancient, sacred tree at her family’s shrine that she used to sit under and practice her music.

She blushed, saying with a hint of the sadness she was feeling, “Thank you. I had talent once, but those days are over.”

“You are wrong, miko. You will always have talent. Nothing can take that away. And you will play again someday.” He was sure of his words because he knew what she did not: that when she took his mark and his youki flowed into her system, she would heal in the way that demons did. All of her wounds from her father, her nerve damage from Bell’s palsy, they would disappear and she would be whole once more. It would even increase her metabolism and make it easier for her to build and keep lean muscle but he knew she would benefit more if she achieved physical fitness on her own. Besides, he wasn’t without insecurities where his chosen was concerned. He wanted to know she wanted him for him, not because he could erase the scars of the past and allow her to return to her music.

“No, Sesshoumaru. The doctors have said there is nothing more to be done.”

“Doctors do not know everything, Kagome.”

She giggled. “You would know.”

He narrowed his eyes minutely and she smiled up at him before lying her head back down on her hands.

He bared her left leg, keeping the rest of her covered and warm, and rubbed warm oil first on his hands then on her smooth skin. He simply adored her legs and finally getting to touch them as he liked was wonderful. He retracted his claws and dug his thumbs into her thickly muscled calves, marveling at feeling that they were just as well made as they looked. He couldn’t help but love a good pair of legs. He was inu after all; the traditional inu position demanded the female have strong legs to be able to take what the male gave her as well as to push back against him in their passion. Hers were large, yes, but finely sculpted. While the rest of her body lacked definition in its current state, her legs screamed strength and power.

He worked his powerful hands over legs, arms, her neck and the lovely satiny skin of her back. While it definitely was painful to be so close to her naked body and not inside it, he reigned himself in and strove to relax her overworked body. And he would do this for her every day as she pushed herself to become stronger. She would be his mate. It was his duty and pleasure to see to her comfort.

He stepped away from her and went to fetch a nightgown for her. He went through her drawers and found none. ‘Curious. Jaken wouldn’t have neglected them. There can only be one very interesting explanation…’

Returning to the thoroughly relaxed miko who had slipped back into her robe and was sitting on the bed leaning back on her hands, he asked the question to which he already knew the answer, “You sleep naked?”

Silence stretched as her eyes grew wide then discovered they were very interested in the twisting hands in her lap. Since she was incapable of more than resembling a tomato, he said, “This Sesshoumaru does as well. If you are uncomfortable baring yourself before me, I can extinguish the lights to preserve your modesty.” He neglected to mention that he could see quite well in the dark.

At her nod, he waited for her to make it to her side of the large bed before turning off the lights. As he slipped out of his own robe, he watched as his chosen did the same. The scant moonlight filtering into the room made her pale skin glow ethereally. Her breasts truly were magnificent, very large even for her size, tipped with pert, pink nipples and large rose-colored areolas. She carried most of her weight in her stomach and he had a vision of her pupped with his child that made his already hard sex swell painfully. He watched as she bent to find the edge of the bed and slipped under the covers. He did the same.

He waited for her to come to him, but when she didn’t, staying far beyond arms reach huddled on her edge of the bed, he knew he had to nip this in the bud. “Kagome. Come here.”

Pretending sleepiness she was not feeling knowing they were both naked in the same bed, she mumbled, “But I’m comfy here.”

Not fooled for a moment he said, “Kagome, you are perched so far over the edge of the bed, you will fall. Now, you will come here so this Sesshoumaru may hold you while you sleep in order to protect you. Remember what we discussed earlier about putting yourself in danger?” He had a feeling it was merely the presence of the other half of her soul that prevented the nightmarish attacks on her mind while she slept, but while he much preferred to sleep with her nestled into him, he also wasn’t taking any chances.

With a pouty moan, she crawled over to his side of the bed. Now that was a sight he had not prepared himself for: his chosen, naked, on her hands and knees crawling across the bed to him. He hoped to the Kami that her eyes hadn’t adjusted enough to see the giant, painfully throbbing tent he made of the covers. He lay on his back with his arm out and she climbed back under the covers and cuddled into him. Thankfully, she was asleep almost as soon as her head hit his shoulder, but for the tortured demon, it would be a very long night.

When an hour or so later, she sensually wrapped her body around his and mumbled, “Oh…Sho’maru…mmmmm…,” he knew for certain there would be no sleep.

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