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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 29

After that amazing day, a few changes were made for everyone’s comfort and then things fell into a routine. Toga and Izayoi had taken up residence in Inuyasha’s home to make the daily commute to Sesshoumaru’s shiro easier. Additionally, Kaede had requested to stay with them as well in order to give the new couple the time alone they needed to bond with Toga bringing her with him and back. Inuyasha made a point of complaining that he was newly mated and needed his time alone, too, but he was overruled, even by his mate, which made for one petulant hanyou.

After breakfast, Kagome would study with Kaede and after lunch and her afternoon break, she would train with Sesshoumaru. Those times in between were often graced by Inuyasha’s brash presence and he and Shiori were perfect distractions from the rigors of her training. She was doing well with her physical training. She could feel her body getting stronger and she knew she was losing weight as her clothes became looser on her. She had already gone down a size. If she kept up the same pace of weight loss she would be at her goal weight by her birthday. Her miko studies, however, were definitely not going well. In the month and a half since they started, she had made very little progress. Kaede was trying to teach her archery and Kagome had yet to even hit the tree that the target was on. Additionally, while she still summoned her ball of energy readily, she couldn’t transfer her power to her arrows as a miko should. It was immensely frustrating and she couldn’t help but feel a little like a failure.

In the evenings, Kagome and Sesshoumaru relaxed and enjoyed their blossoming relationship. She loved how comfortable she was with her daiyoukai and delighted in each new experience they shared. There was a definite power exchange going on between them and it thrilled her to her core. She had always been drawn to erotica about dominance and submission, and had even tried it a few times, but it had lacked a spark for her in practice so she thought it wasn’t for her. She had recently read a book that was part of a series that was supposedly about D/s, but it read like it was written by an idiot and though she couldn’t bring herself to read more than a few pages, from what she had heard it didn’t sound like the right or responsible way to do things. It turned out, however, that she had always been submissive; she just hadn’t met the right dominant.

Sesshoumaru, as her one and an inu, was also her alpha, something he considered a sacred privilege. He was thoughtful and affectionate, always treating her with respect. He cared about her health and safety above all things. He communicated with her and made sure she knew she could voice her thoughts and feelings to him. He did not abuse the power over her that she yielded to him by bossing her around, manipulating her into doing things she did not want to do or acting apart from her. Instead, he considered her outlook at all times while they worked out expectations on both sides.

He expected her to obey him without question, with the understanding that he always had her best interest in mind and would never ask for anything that would cause her harm. She expected that he would also involve her in all decisions made. He expected her not to challenge him physically as she had almost done once when she got angry. He explained to her that not only did she risk injury to herself by striking his battle-hardened form, but for a female to strike her mate indicated a gross lack of respect that shamed them both, just as it would be if he should ever strike her. They agreed they would both listen even harder when one or both of them were angry to make sure they remained civil. Kagome did have a pretty nasty temper, after all.

They both agreed that there would be no secrets, that they would tell each other everything. The relationship they were building had trust at its foundation and without trust it would crumble and fall upon itself. To that end, Sesshoumaru admitted to Kagome the extent of Naraku’s relationship with Kanna and why he had kept it from her, having weighed the momentary upset she might have at the information with the imperative to keep nothing from his chosen. Proving she was stronger than even he had known, she was merely disgusted with the news and chided him for keeping it from her, though she could understand why he had.

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It was now the beginning of February and Kagome found herself in the uncomfortable position of having to ask her mom for money. Sesshoumaru had, with her consent, taken over her finances and arranged for her things to be packed and relocated to his home, giving her landlord notice and terminating her lease. He had sold her car (though she suspected he was being generous telling her that and had actually taken it to a junkyard) and paid off her medical bills and credit cards. She still had her bank card, but knew there wasn’t much left in there as it had been between paychecks when they made her resign her position at the hospital.

The problem was, Valentine’s Day was approaching and she needed to get supplies to make treats and cards. She would also need a ride to the stores, but she could easily get one from Inuyasha or Shiori. It seemed wrong to drive in with Sesshoumaru when he was the main person he would be getting the things for. Besides, she really didn’t see her stoic daiyoukai doing craft stores. So since he had taken over her finances and she was without income, she had to go to her mom and beg. She was definitely not looking forward to this.

She started her day out as she always did, in Sesshoumaru’s arms. He was stroking her hair and doing his time-to-wake-up purr that worked better than any alarm or coffee she had ever tried. Kagome had never been a morning person, but this method of waking her did work rather well. She stretched, yawning, and propped herself up on an elbow to meet his eyes.

“Good morning,” she whispered, smiling softly at him.

“Good morning, miko.” Though she used to have an aversion to the title, she recognized that what had started as a form of respect from her daiyoukai had become an endearment and she loved hearing it from his lips.

“I need to ask a favor. May I have the afternoon off?” she asked quietly. She was drawing little patterns over his left nipple as she talked.

His brow crinkled in a slight way that she knew no one else would be able to detect. “For what purpose?”

“I need to go shopping. I’m going to get Shiori to drive me when she stops by today.”

“I will provide anything you need. Merely ask Jaken and he will take care of it for you.”

“Well, see, that’s the thing. It’s not for me. It’s for other people.” When he just looked at her, she explained, “Valentine’s Day is coming up next week and I need to buy some stuff so I can make presents for the important people in my life. You know…like you. So I have to pick them out myself.”

Comprehension dawned in his eyes. So his chosen wanted to make him a present. He was flattered. He had, of course, heard of the relatively new holiday but had never taken part in it. It seemed to cause quite a lot of drama and made it extremely difficult to find a place to eat if one was inclined to eat out on that particular day. When he had been in medical school, he had become the target of large quantities of chocolate when the holiday rolled around which would have been fine if there hadn’t been sentiment attached to the gifts. But something from his miko was an entirely different matter. He wondered what she would present to him.

He was reluctant to let her go without him but sensed she would not appreciate his presence while searching for something for him. “You will need funds for your trip. There is something I’ve been meaning to give you.” He sat up, pushing his body back against the padded headboard, and reached into the drawer of his nightstand to get his wallet.

The protest that was on the tip of her tongue died as he handed her a credit card. She looked at it blankly for a moment before it registered. There were two names on it: Sesshoumaru Taisho and Kagome Higurashi. They had a joint account. She hadn’t even had a joint account when she was married.

She was staring at him with her mouth open. He was not quite sure what to conclude from that. He explained, “When I took over your finances, you will recall that my attorney came and had you sign many papers. I think, perhaps, we overwhelmed you that day, judging by the shock on your face. Included were the termination of your apartment lease, your addition to my medical benefits from the hospital, Powers of Attorney for each of us naming each other, the title transfer for your car, the paperwork to close your bank and credit accounts, the forms listing you as my beneficiary in the event of untimely death, and the addition of you to my bank and credit accounts.”

“Was that what we did? I don’t think I processed half of that when you told me that day. I just remember signing and initialing my name a million times. You…you really want me on your accounts? I mean…we’re not mated…we haven’t even set a date for that…and you said I could still reject you until that happens.”

At the stricken look in his eyes, she rushed to reassure him, “Not that I want that—at all! I love what we’re building together. It’s better than anything that has come before and if I knew it was coming, I never would have even looked at—well, that’s not true, I probably would have looked, but you know what mean. I mean…the most beautiful, honorable, thoughtful, loyal creature on the planet who makes me chocolate chose me. If anyone is gonna back out it’s gonna be you when you realize I’m not as great as you seem to think I am. Like how the powerful, foretold miko can’t get within 10 feet of her archery target.”

“This Sesshoumaru is courting his chosen. His only. You are his future and without you there is nothing. Understand me, miko. As my chosen, your care is my responsibility. All that I am and all that I have is at your disposal.” As a thought occurred to him he continued, “I know you are trying your best, but I understand there is very little improvement. All creatures have strengths and weaknesses. Perhaps you should stop trying to force a weakness and instead encourage a strength.”

She chewed her lip. “OK, that sounds good, but what am I good at?”

“This Sesshoumaru would not seek to interfere with your path of personal discovery, miko.”

She narrowed her eyes as her lips pursed. She inwardly grumbled. With a sigh, she gave up her pose and her eyes shifted off to the side in thought. She had some thinking to do.

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