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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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A/N: Happy 30 chapters, everyone! I hope you’re all still enjoying the story. It’s been a little harder the last few days as I’ve been getting moody. I’m not sleeping well, feeling kinda down, and my creativity is kinda tanking so it might take me longer to put out chapters.

I never wanna be the chick who demands reviews, but if you’re enjoying the story and you have the time, I think a little well-placed encouragement might help my spirits. And if you’re not, feel free to tell me that, too. I like hearing when I’ve screwed something up because then I can fix it and look like less of a baka. =)

Thanks to everyone keeping up with me. =)

On with the show...

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Chapter 30

Sesshoumaru’s instincts were in an uproar over letting her go without him, but he knew he couldn’t keep her with him all the time. It was especially dangerous because of the looming threat of Naraku in their lives. He knew logically that the evil hanyou was unlikely to do anything as long as he could drain energy from her and that even if something should happen, Inuyasha was a skilled fighter—not that he would ever say such a thing out loud—and he would die before he let anything happen to Kagome, but he could not calm himself. He was certain he would not be easy until she returned safe. He had betrayed none of this internal struggle to the group, however, and stoically bore her departure, following them outside, merely nodding his head goodbye as they piled into the car, staring off in the direction in which they had left long after they had turned the bend in the forest path that blocked them from his sight.

Kagome was excited because this was her first time getting out since the New Year. While it was true Inuyasha had been forced to join Kagome and Shiori by Sesshoumaru’s order, she was still happy to see him, though the muttering and grumbling coming from the driver’s seat was a bit overdone. She was a little guilty to admit that it was an exciting prospect being able to get exactly what she wanted for everyone and not have to constantly worry if she had enough money. Not that she was going to go overboard or anything, but it was nice not to have that stress. And she was going to get to see her mom and Gramps for dinner, too!

Their first stop was the card store, after deliberately leaving Inuyasha in the video game store next door. They did not need him picking out all the stupid, low-brow cards that featured jokes about beer, boobs, and penis size and boisterously trying to show them off. They were on a mission of love. The two women spent an hour reading every card that looked romantic and sighing together when they found a good one. Kagome got cards for her mom, gramps, and Shiori, but couldn’t find just the right words for Sesshoumaru. After searching the store over, she decided there was nothing for it but to make her own.

Next, they went to the grocery store and picked out their favorite brands of chocolate that they would melt to make their treats. Kagome knew the rest of the ingredients she would need were already in supply at home so they paid for their chocolate and made their way to the big craft store. Kagome felt out of place walking in there without a fistful of coupons from their flyer, but Shiori had plenty and they shared. They left the store carrying big bags full of boxes and ribbon and cardstock and silk flowers, arm in arm, giggling like teenagers and plotting their creations. Inuyasha was sulking in the car and, seeing how happy the approaching pair was, refused to unlock the doors for them until they promised him food and an end to shopping. Shiori upped the ante with a promise of no special attention if he didn’t unlock the doors. There was an immediate click as the locks disengaged. The girls took pity on their pouting puppy and told him to head to the shrine.

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It was great getting to spend time with her family and dinner was excellent. Jaken had tried, unsuccessfully, to bully her mother into letting him bring dinner, knowing that his Lord would be displeased if Kagome was fed something off her diet. Kaneko had argued that it was her kitchen and she was quite capable of feeding her own daughter.

She had outdone herself. For an appetizer she had made a warm crab dip served with sliced English cucumber and zucchini. She had made miso soup and prepared large dinner salads with grilled salmon and vegetables marinated in ginger and soy tossed with a toasted sesame dressing. For dessert, there was a sugar-free cheesecake from the bakery. Kagome was definitely impressed that her mom had obviously gone out of her way to make a meal that was on her diet and she thanked her with every course.

Since Kagome needed advice on what to say in her homemade card, she called a Meeting of Secret Girl Things Where We Might Just Talk About Tampons in the kitchen and the men fled to the living room.

“So…I couldn’t find the right card. So I’m going to make him one. I just don’t know what to say to him,” Kagome started. “He says the sweetest, most romantic things in the world without even trying and despite having read thousands of romance novels, I just don’t know how to say what I feel in a way Sesshoumaru will like. For that matter…I’m not entirely sure what I feel.”

Kaneko was the first to speak up. “Kagome, hon, whatever you say to him he will love. Don’t worry about the things you don’t have answers to yet, focus on what you know. You know you care about him. Start there and just speak from the heart.”

“And he’s a Taisho,” Shiori said. “You could write something with bad grammar and completely misspelled and he’ll think it’s poetry.”

Sesshoumaru was a reader like her, so she really wasn’t so sure about that.

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They had dropped her off at the place she was starting to think of as home and Sesshoumaru was waiting right inside the door. When she entered, she didn’t even get a chance to take off her coat and shoes before he had her in his arms. She smiled her secret smile when he buried his face in her neck and she heard him breathe in her scent deeply. Dropping her bags and placing her arms around his middle, she tilted her head, giving him better access, and stroked his back. She had missed him, too.

He held her for long moments, checking and rechecking her scent, reassuring himself that she was well, and she held him right back. After a little while, however, she couldn’t help but start squirming uncomfortably as she was inside the warm shiro, inside the arms of an inu who ran hot, and still inside her wool coat and polyester scarf.

Sensing her distress, he pulled back far enough to look in her eyes. Seeing the high color on her face and the mist of sweat on her brow, he reluctantly released her to allow her to get out of her outerwear.

When she was blessedly free from winter garments, she walked back into his hold, tilting her head up to meet his lowering head. Instantly his arms tightened around her and his mouth met hers in unrestrained ardor. She kissed him back wholeheartedly, thrilled to her soul that she could create such a reaction in him. It would only be a tease, however, as she had some serious work to do tonight.

She started to pull away, but he just followed her. She let go of him and pushed with both hands against his chest. That definitely got his attention. Breaking the kiss, he pulled back enough to see her eyes, concern written all over his face, breaking his usual mask of cool detachment.

He didn’t have to ask. She kissed the tips of her fingers and pressed them lightly to his lips. “I can’t play now. I have to prepare my holiday delicacies. Or Valentine’s Day won’t come and everyone will be sad,” she said, making a sad face and slowly backing away from him.

He sighed, summoning control over his need to be near her after their time apart. He would let her go for now, but when she was done, she was all his.

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She had sequestered herself in the kitchen, threatening all who came near the room with purification.

She had dug her candy molds out of her transplanted belongings currently taking up space in his basement and had made shaped chocolates. She had made a batch of her brownies and her almond toffee was cooling. She had just finished her favorite cherry-infused dark chocolate over dried cherries and currently she was working on her truffles. She was taking full advantage of such a large, luxurious kitchen and was having a blast. She’d never made all of these at once before!

She knew it was late when Sesshoumaru appeared in the doorway. She was carrying her boxes into the refrigerator and stopped to wink at him. He raised a brow in response.

When she came back out, closing the latched door behind her, she hefted a big sigh and said, “I need a bath.”

“Yes, miko, you do.”

“Hey! I’ll have you know I just slaved away for…what time is it, anyway?”

“Two a.m.”

“Whoa, really? Oops.” She bit the corner of her lip before regaining the upset that had been knocked out of her. “So, yeah! That means I’ve been slaving away over a hot stove and even hotter sugar for 6 hours making goodies for you so you will be considerate enough not to mention my unclean state.”

He responded by walking over to her with that look in his eyes. She knew that look. It said: This Sesshoumaru is coming to get you.

With a squeal and energy she didn’t think she had left, she took off, darting through the dining room and back into the hall. She knew he would catch her—he always caught her—but he always did so in a different spot along her run from him and that was the fun part, never knowing when she’d feel him pounce and gather her up in his strong arms. Gods, did she love it when he chased her.

This time, however, she got all the way into the bedroom without a whisper of demon breath on her neck. She kept checking over her shoulder, though she knew he could move so fast he was invisible to her human eyes. She had almost made it to the bathroom and she was feeling rather deflated. He always chased her. Why wasn’t he chasing her now? She slowed to a walk as her stocking feet hit warm tile, finally coming to a stop in front of the bathtub. Maybe he didn’t find it as fun as she did. She became acutely aware of what her large body must look like running and felt like a fool. Obviously, he had humored her before, now he was just tired of the game. She reached for the knobs for the faucets and turned the hot water on as a solitary trail of sparkling pain fell down her flushed face.

She got undressed, and as she was tossing her clothes in the hamper, she was scooped up in powerful arms and thrown in the nearly full bathtub, sending water flying everywhere.

“Whaaa—! You idiot! What the hell was—!”

She didn’t get to finish because her daiyoukai, gloriously naked with his hair buffeting in the waves created by his youki, had just leapt over the side of the massive tub and floated down into the water with her as if he weighed nothing.

That just made her angrier. “Sesshoumaru! What do you think you’re doing throwing me into the tub? And why are you in here with me? I didn’t invite you!”

“This Sesshoumaru nearly always accompanies his chosen to bathe and has never needed an invitation to do so. You were thrown because you allowed your insecurities to harm you and needed brought out of that subversive behavior.” At her look of shock, he brought a hand to her wet face and said, “This Sesshoumaru could smell your tears. I apologize for my lateness, but I was interrupted by Jaken before I could come after you.” He pulled her close and nuzzled her face, murmuring in her ear, “I am inu, and when you run, my instincts demand that I chase you. We, my beast and I, both find it immensely thrilling even though the outcome is inevitable. I will always come for you, miko.”

Kagome, feeling foolish for assuming the worst, couldn’t resist muttering, “Arrogant dog.”

Still holding her close and speaking softly against the sensitive skin of her neck and ear, he said, “Perhaps. Is it still arrogance if it is justified?”

She was far from immune to his nearness. “We’re wet, naked, and clinging to each other. Do you really want to wax philosophic now?”

He grabbed her cheeks in his hands and sought her lips in a kiss that made her feel cherished and wanton, weak and strong all at the same time. ‘Guess that’s a no.’

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