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Chapter 32
It wasn�t long before the typical spicy smell
reached Sesshomaru�s nose. He had just arrived in his Father�s chambers,
casting a glance toward his discarded piece of armor before climbing up the
stairs that led to his bedroom when Kitana appeared. She moved slowly, treading
carefully toward the taiyoukai and finally decided to stay up in the rafters,
sitting cross-legged with her back to a large wooden beam.
For a while none of them spoke. Sesshomaru went
to the fireplace, added some wood and lost himself in the contemplation of the
flames. He then turned his head to the side where the bottle and cup of sake
had been abandoned and in a way totally uncharacteristic of him, he sat down
comfortably amongst the many cushions that garnished this section of the room,
his back still turned to Kitana.
Still immobile up there above his head, she was
worried. Never once had she seen him in such turmoil; his emotions were hard to
define for they changed constantly, but the more time slipped by the more he
appeared to calm down. Sitting on the ground, his elbow propped upon his right
knee and his chin in his hand, he looked pensive and somewhat vulnerable. It
troubled her. Sesshomaru was far from his usual self, his demeanour showing
clearly how difficult it was for him to move forward in the circumstances. But
he was taiyoukai, and right before her eyes she could see him regaining his
confidence as he plotted something.
However, stillness was not her strength and she
was growing more nervous as time went by, her anger at the taiyoukai not
trusting her dissipating before the confusion he was in. Cautiously she
descended and sat beside him, about two arms� length to his right. She couldn�t
hold it anymore.
�Sesshomaru I� I apologize for not telling you
anything, it was not my intentions. I should have realized that Medved told you
nothing of the plan, but I disregarded everything I felt from you and I made
mistakes. I ended up hurting you. I hope you will be able to forgive me.�
Sesshomaru turned toward her and stared at her
with a severe frown upon his face.
�You are overestimating the impact of your
behavior on This Sesshomaru; do not assume that simply because you know my
emotions, you know the motivations behind them. It would be a grave mistake to
do so.�
Knowing full well how proud her companion was,
Kitana smiled to him gently.
�Of course I wouldn�t assume that, it would be
foolish. This is a lesson we both learned, each in our own time.�
�Hn.�
His gaze was back onto the fire, but he was not
lost in thoughts anymore.
�You mentioned the bear; is he part of your
scheme?�
Finally relaxing, Kitana nodded.
�Yes. I asked him to tell you discreetly of my
infiltration of your enemies, so you could back me up and act as if my betrayal
was real.�
One silver brow lifted slightly.
�Oh? He did not.�
She sighed and sadly shook her head.
�Not surprising. He never agreed with the plan.
He told me you were very poor at acting and even if you tried you couldn�t fake
a clash in our relationship. I laughed at him, told him you could just keep the
same straight face as ever and nobody would notice it wasn�t for real, but he
ended the discussion when he said that if you knew what I was planning to do,
you would try to stop me hence blowing everything up.�
�He was right, I would never have agreed with
this idea of yours. The bear acted the only way he could to help us. You won
his respect and his trust; this is no small feat.�
Puzzled, Kitana questioned him.
�What do you mean he helped us?�
�He fuelled the rumors of your treason, and
tried to convince me to rescue you from the fox and the weasel.�
She frowned.
�How the hell was that any help? If anything,
he put me in danger!�
Golden eyes peered into her soul as he captured
her gaze, intensifying the weight of his speech.
�He forced a confrontation between us in the
open, in front of countless witnesses. A real confrontation.
He was right; I am no actor. If anything, this argument in the courtyard and
later in the alley was what guaranteed the success of your plan.�
Kitana had to admit it; the taiyoukai was
speaking the truth. When she acted as if he was aware of her plan, he was not,
and in the end the result was better than any rehearsed scene. She gained Sai
and Yoko�s trust. The side effects were painful though, and resulted in a deep resentment.
She wondered if the results would be worth it, but she doubted it.
�Sesshomaru��
Her voice was low and uncertain, and she
nervously shifted position, sitting on her heels with her arms encasing her
knees. The tip of her tail, the so deadly blade, was the only part of her that
she couldn�t keep still, and it swayed left to right endlessly, in a movement
not unlike that of a nervous cat. She eyed the fire, pondering how easily this
tamed element could become a natural disaster and burn down the house it served
to heat; a little like how their own emotions had been
turned against them and could end up destroying everything that needed so long
to develop. As only silence met with her inquiry, indicating there was no
objection to her coming question, she pushed her thoughts farther.
�It worked, but only because you easily
believed in my treason.�
Once again, only the timid crackles of the fire
filled the silence that followed her words.
�Then you tried to win me back, isn�t it what
you attempted in that alley? Clumsily but� It was your
goal wasn�t it? You were not aware of the fox spying on us; there was only
honesty in your actions� And you were right about the bond between us, that we
both know what lies deep in each other�s hearts��
�Come to the point, woman.�
She raised her head a little, trying to make
eye contact, but the fire seemed to be highly interesting on that night. She
noticed, however, how hard his jaws were clenched.
�I felt your sadness and loneliness when you
were by yourself on that roof. I saw it turn into anger, and then become even
darker as time went by. When I came to get you earlier so you could hear Sai�s
confession, your hatred was so heavy in the air it almost suffocated me. To
think it was directed at me��
She closed her eyes and took deep breaths,
doing her best to concentrate on what she had to say.
�What I need to know, Sesshomaru, is simple.
You said it yourself, you know the depth of the feelings I have for you, even
if I did not acknowledge it. Knowing that, how could you believe in my
betrayal, and then be convinced of it so thoroughly that you started hating me?
How could you hate me so much you would abandon me to the hands of your own
enemies without even a fight? You know my heart better than anyone ever could,
and yet� And yet you don�t.�
When she opened her eyes, she was caught
unaware by the intensity of the gaze that was upon her. Still sitting casually,
her companion had finally shifted his attention upon her. She gulped nervously,
and it was a whisper that left her lips.
�I don�t recognize you, Sesshomaru. I don�t
know who you are anymore.�
For a few moments, both of them kept their eyes
trained on the other, unmoving and unblinking. Kitana was on the verge of
crying and she fought it with all her might, for it would not do to show her
fragility in front of one who loathed weakness. Finally, she gave up.
�I knew you would refuse to speak to me, I
should have seen it coming. Sorry for even asking the question.� She swallowed
her pain and trampled on her pride before going on. �So this leaves us with the
planning of tomorrow.�
Slowly rising from her hunched position, she
took a couple of deep breaths before going on.
�I have to convince your mother once and for
all that my relationship with Sai is strong, and that I truly left you. I will
think about something, try to do your best not to ruin it. Then I am going to
leave this cursed castle with Sai and wait for you to join us. If you don�t
find us I will find you. I will uphold my end of the deal,
help you to lure Naraku out. Afterwards� I don�t think
I can travel with you again, Sesshomaru. I can�t bear it anymore.�
She kept her eyes on the one who had been so
present in the last months of her life, wondering how she would do without him.
Then she tried to push those thoughts aside and focus on the task ahead. It
wouldn�t be easy, but she would not come back on her decision to help him.
�What did you show my Father that frightened
him so much?�
It was so like the usual Sesshomaru, to totally
ignore what she was saying and direct the conversation in his advantage.
Slowly, she shook her head.
�I can�t show you. It wouldn�t change anything
in the end, only make me suffer.�
�The mink knows?�
Eyes wide opened in a righteous indignation,
she answered him with no hesitation.
�No! If I can�t tell you, how can you even
think I would tell her?�
�What is she to you? And you to her?�
The ebony creature did not anticipate the
question; she thought he was going to continue to press her against her will
about this subject she hated so much, so she was caught unaware and her answer
was unprepared.
�Why do you ask,
now of all time?�
Her question changed nothing; as always, once
he set his mind on something, the taiyoukai would not be sidetracked. Knowing
full well how persistent he could be, she decided to indulge his curiosity
before leaving him.
�To me, she is nothing but a mean to an end. To
her��
She sighed.
�She is quite the na�ve girl. She tried to keep
it from you, but your father described one part of his vision quite clearly in
his scroll. He saw I was in love with a woman, and he wrote it down, right to
the details. Somehow it struck a chord in Sai, and since I set foot in here
she�s been doing her best to seduce me, although she is so inexperienced it was
almost laughable.�
�Hn. Disgusting.�
Kitana tensed again, but knowing how unstable
her interlocutor was, she reigned in her reaction and calmed down.
�Pitiful, yes but I wouldn�t say disgusting.
She is misled, but she thinks that a woman will be better than a man for her.
The fox is her lover, but he is a very abusive guy. He has total control over
her actions, makes her do his bidding, physically punish her for no reason.
Last night, I not only overheard their conversation, I also witnessed� I
witnessed terrible things he did to her. In her mind, I am the one who will end
all her torments.�
�Is she trustworthy?�
A frown marring her features, she answered him
in a soft voice.
�I would like to say yes, but in reality I
can�t be sure. I can�t read her mind, but I think she can be trusted.�
Sesshomaru seemed to ponder her words for a
short while, head slightly cocked to the side, before he continued.
�You do not realize what is happening, do you?�
Frowning, she asked for clarification. Slowly,
Sesshomaru rose from his position and closed the distance separating them in
one short stride.
�You are repeating the past. You are her Jess,
and she is just like who you were.�
A confused look on her face, she could do
nothing but stare at him. Irritated by this attitude that mirrored his own, he felt obliged to further explain his thoughts.
�It may be unconscious on your part, but you
are re-enacting your own story while playing another role. She is the slave and
you are the saviour; she is you, and you are Jess. She falls for you and you
for her, and in the end you will manage to free her from her masters. Don�t you
see the similarities?�
Kitana was dumbfounded; as his words penetrated
her mind, she found herself unable to think, unable to act, as if she entered a
state of shock. She turned the hurtful phrases in her head again and again,
trying to find the flaw in the cold logic of the taiyoukai, but the more she
tried the more she saw how right he was. How she had been tricked, by her own
subconscious, while all along believing she was the one in control, the master
behind a grand scheme. How na�ve of her.
A sensation of helplessness filled her, flowed
through her veins like an icy liquid, while her chest became so hot she thought
it would rip open under the pressure. She started to shake slightly and tears
came to her eyes, menacing to roll down her cheeks if she batted an eyelid.
Unable to hold it anymore, she swirled around in the intention of jumping up,
back to the passage hidden in the ceiling, back to the darkness where she could
fully apprehend and understand the predicament she put herself in.
In the split-second she took to absorb the
words and decide to flee, another one took a decision. A pale clawed hand came
down on her black shoulder, stopping her retreat and bringing her back to earth,
back to reality.
�It was not This Sesshomaru�s intent to hurt
you.�
The hand on her shoulder squeezed a little bit,
in a gesture not unlike one would do to reassure; but his lack of experience in
this particular domain made him use a little excess of strength, just enough to
make the act more menacing than comforting. In a quick movement, Kitana removed
her shoulder from under the pressure.
�And just what effect did you plan to have on
me, with words like that? It�s just cruel.�
Her voice was shaky and low and an acidic smell
came to his nose. Slowly, gently, he placed his hand back on her shoulder and
turned her around so she would look at him. She averted her eyes to the side,
but he could see the tears that now flew freely on her cheeks. He tilted her chin
up with his hand, removing a tear with his thumb and felt a light fizz as the
liquid touched his finger. Her skin was so soft, almost silky under his touch,
so different than the feeling he got when he touched her clothes. He tried to
remember how she felt in his arms the night he almost lost her, in the hot springs after the
destruction of the rats� nest, but at that moment he was too absorbed in his
task to notice anything.
�This Sesshomaru� I do not wish to see you make
blatant mistakes, Kitana. Mistakes that would make you suffer. You have a
choice to make, and decisions to take, but I would rather see you take those
decisions with full knowledge of the consequences than hastily and pushed by
your anger at me. You say she means nothing to you, but it is untrue. If you
are planning to leave my side in her favor, then please do it while knowing why
you chose her, not manipulated by your subconscious.�
Her eyes never stopped weeping, never left his
own gaze, but slowly she reached up with her left hand and placed it over his
wrist, her fingers playing upon his skin. He was mesmerized by that sight, and
was caught unaware when she reduced the distance between them and hugged him,
burrowing her face in the crook of his neck, her arms snaking around his shoulders
and waist. Her tears worsened though, and even if she kept it silent, he could
feel the tremors that travelled through her as clearly as he felt her emotions,
before their link broke down. Slowly, as if he was dealing with a frightened
doe, he placed his unsteady hand on her nape and started stroking her, in small
circular movements.
�You became so important to me, Sesshomaru. The
time where I was only an annoyance, a girl you wouldn�t kill but couldn�t
abandon seems like it was centuries ago. You forced me to walk on my own two
legs, to value my life and fight for it by myself. You tolerated when I ran off
from you, you searched for me and then saved my life. You trusted me when I
thought you wouldn�t, and you were there for me in my moments of weakness. You
became so important to me, much more than a friend ever would, and it made me
so confused.�
It took him a moment to process what she was
saying as he was engulfed in the moment. Her body was pressed against him, her
breasts pushing just below his own and he couldn�t help but wonder own it would
feel to take one in his hand, to massage it slowly, then more vigorously. Her
hands behind his back were holding him as an anchor, as if she would drown if
she released him, and his muscles free of his armor were tight and hard,
bracing against the intimate contact and at the same time enjoying it
immensely. The words reached him, but through a fog that cleared up when she
stopped speaking.
�Confused?�
She nodded against him. His masculine scent
filled her nose and she became conscious of the strong, muscular body that was
in such an intimate contact with hers, of his cheek caressing the side of her
head, of his breath warming up her nape. Both of them were filled with
confusion, but she realized that hers didn�t affect him anymore. Their
emotional connection was gone, but apparently their physical attraction was not;
she became conscious of how intimately she could feel him, with only thin
clothes separating them.
�I couldn�t understand myself, my reactions, anymore.
I always thought it was normal for me to have an inclination� toward females.
After all there are no male aliens. When I realized what I felt from you was
not unlike what I felt for Jess, it was� disturbing.�
�It is normal for a female to be drawn to
males.�
�Not for me. My preference for women was
certitude, just as you know the sun will rise at dawn and you will fall back to
the ground if you jump up. You troubled me, forced me to rethink about my
beliefs. Then, just as I was coming to term with the idea, you rejected me. You
started to hate me. And I don�t know where I stand anymore.�
She tried to pull away from him, all the hurt
of the past hours coming back at her, but he did not let her go; his arm was
holding her firmly against his chest. All she managed to do was to crane her
neck so she could look at him, eye to eye. The sky was still dark, no sign of
the coming dawn was written on it, when he finally broke the silence.
�This Sesshomaru lost confidence.�
Hearing his unexpected words but not believing
what she heard, Kitana opened her mouth to speak but closed it right away. He
wanted to explain himself? She would not hinder him. However, puzzlement was
obvious enough in her eyes for the taiyoukai to notice it. Under her inquiring
gaze, he finally sighed in such an uncommon way, as if pressure was removed
from him. He then straightened up, but there was not any fierceness in him
anymore.
�Do not get me wrong. My trust in you was
strong when we set foot in here. My intent was not to use you, but to let you
do whatever you deemed necessary for the success of my quest. I knew you would
be skilled at infiltration and the gathering of information, helping me to sort
out the truth from the false, but never once I imagined you would take such a
direct approach.�
His eyes, still trained on her, became clouded
and unfocused, as if he was in fact looking through her; she felt his pain
adding up to hers.
�I decided to see for myself if you were really
spying or betraying me. However, I discovered I could not accept seeing you
courted by the marten, and when it appeared that your reaction was favourable
to her, I wanted nothing but to rip her to shreds.�
�But you didn�t.�
Slowly, he shook his head.
�I didn�t.�
�Why?�
Her voice was so low it strained the taiyoukai�s
ears to hear them, but he heard her question. He closed his eyes for an
instant, and it was also in a whisper that he answered back.
�As I said, I lost confidence. In myself. This Sesshomaru does not fight unnecessary or
hopeless battles. Your preference for females was certitude to me as well as to
you. I am male, so I lost any hope of winning you the instant you returned this
female�s affections. I was defeated before the fight started.�
Kitana was staring at him, open-mouthed. She
couldn�t believe what she heard. Tears were drying up in her eyes, replaced by
a justified anger, and she swallowed down the last remnants of her sorrow.
�You are such a stupid dog.�
Sesshomaru�s whole attention snapped back to
her, and the sight he saw made his stomach churn. He realized at this instant
that he couldn�t feel her at all anymore, for her anger was so clearly written
on her face it should have hit him like a ton of bricks. She was still caught
in his hug, with her arms now between them and fistfuls of his garments
clenched in her hands, her fangs bared in a snarl and she was slightly shaking
under the pressure of her muscles ready for battle. The only point that did not
fit into this portrait was the lone tear that travelled slowly down one of her
cheeks. With a frown, he tried not to react aggressively to her bearing and her
provocative words, but it was not easy.
�Twice tonight I�ve been insulted so, woman.�
�Yeah? Maybe because you
deserve it? You are the most stupid male I ever had the bad luck to
meet. And tell me now, what in the world made you jump down from that rooftop
and kidnap me, if you were feeling so utterly defeated by this little youkai,
this slip of a girl?�
�The fox.�
�The fox? You mean Yoko?�
The heat of anger rolled off in waves from
Sesshomaru, when he thought about the degrading words that darn fox dared to
say on that rooftop.
�Hn.�
While he spoke, he slowly let go of his hold
over Kitana and she could finally remove herself from his grasp. She took a
step back, worry and questions etched on her features in an obvious way. She
was trying her best to understand him, but every time she thought she had made
an advance, he surprised her with something unexpected.
Mistaking her silence for an incentive to
explain himself, he continued.
�The fox was the trigger, and then when I
figured you were truly trying to infiltrate them, I couldn�t let you do it.
Regardless of what I knew of your� inclinations, I had to step in and remove
you from their grasp; whatever means it took.�
�So when you kissed me, and declared your love
to me, was it a means to an end also?�
He blinked, surprised by how direct she was.
�You should know that better than anyone; but
the answer is no.�
She turned around, sighing while she shook her
head.
�How I wish we could simply go back to how
things were before we came in this cursed place!�
Sesshomaru was not satisfied by her attitude;
not being used to sentimental things, he had always believed that being courted
was a pleasure, if not an immense honor, to females. He took the steps
necessary to stand in front of her again and in a gesture that was becoming a habit,
he pulled her chin up.
�Things are bound to change; the way they
change is up to us, this time. There are choices to make. What will be yours?�
She took his hand in hers in a defiant way, her
eyes alit with anger.
�Sesshomaru, how
can you expect me to coldly decide if I love you? You have no sensibility! What I
feel for you is strong, but what if it is a mistake? What if I am really not
suited to be with you, as more than a friend? I do not want to end up in a mess
bigger than it is already. I do not think I could handle it.�
He eyed her carefully, his face the usual mask
of disinterest but his mind running to keep track of where her thoughts were
going.
�You want the girl. Despite
what I said.�
Her shoulders sagged and she removed her hands
from upon his; but she couldn�t remove her eyes from under his control.
�It� it doesn�t matter if I want her or not.
You were right in your analysis, the situation with her is twisted and I
absolutely do not want to be caught in something like that. The past is the
past and I don�t want to go through something like that again.�
�But still, you want her.�
His insistence only managed to fuel the anger
that was burning in her. She would not tread warily around him anymore. She had
had it.
�And what if I do want her? It�s not a crime!
What if I don�t know what I want anymore? You put everything in my life upside
down, mixing and juggling my feelings as if they did not matter at all! With Sai
everything is simple; I want her, I take her, we have a good time and then I
let her go and I forget her. With you��
She started pacing nervously, turning his back
to him, and then coming back. Her antics were making him giddy.
�With you everything is overcomplicated! I
don�t want to loose you, I want to� I� I wish I could return the same feelings
to you, but I�m afraid! I�m afraid I won�t be able to, I�m afraid because you
are not a female and despite that I�m attracted to you! Don�t you understand? I�m
totally out of my comfort zone here. I don�t know how to act; I don�t know what
to do or not to do, if I�m acting stupid or what! I can�t believe all this is
happening; it should not have developed that way. I never felt anything for a
man before. It�s not normal for me, don�t you see?�
Her outburst had brought Kitana near the
fireplace, after she paced all over the place. Seeing the bottle of sake, she
sat down abruptly and poured a cup that she gulped down in one sip, before
filling another one. Feeling the weight she was bearing starting to lift from
her shoulders, she sighed deeply.
Sesshomaru had followed her speech and her
movements across the room, and one of his brows went up into his bangs when he
saw her drink the alcoholic beverage. Wasn�t she sick with regular food?
Silently, he joined her on the cushions and sat
beside her. He removed the little cup from her hand after she had gulped her
third one, and poured some more, contemplating the slightly yellowed tint of
the liquid, before drinking it slowly. Then, he let his deep voice break the
silence.
�What if sentiments are triggered by the person,
rather than the gender? By past experiences lived together, moments shared, instead
of the obvious like being male or female? What if you chose to develop a
relationship with Jess because she was a special being, not because you were
inclined to love any and all women?�
�Of course Jess was special, silly. She was
Jess.�
He looked at her pensively.
�Maybe there are other special beings out
there. Would you miss the opportunity to live something precious and rare
because the person in question was the wrong gender?�
She gave him a sceptical look out of the corner
of her eye.
�Would you? If I was a boy, would I still be
interesting to you?�
The sting to his pride was sudden and
unexpected, and he almost answered that it would never happen to him, for he
would never be attracted to another male. Realizing as his mouth was starting
to open that saying so would undoubtedly ruin his argumentation,
he recoiled, but unconsciously opened his senses to detect any uninvited
presence that might overhear their conversation.
�I would certainly be confused, and probably in
deep turmoil, for beings like you are rare and need to be treasured.�
She turned her head toward him, surprised by
his answer; she was really expecting the outburst of male pride that he had
been about to give her.
�Please stop drinking; it makes you say very
weird things. Much too weird.�
On these words, a tiny smirk came to the corner
of Sesshomaru�s mouth; he rose on his feet, taking the bottle of sake with him.
�You are one to talk. Shall I remind you that
you drank sake imbued of youki, in a quantity large enough to make most youkai
stumble?�
�Alcohol does not affect me to me. And youki is
only wisps of energy, nothing to brag about. I�m not lucky enough to be able to
drown my sorrows in something as simple as liquor.�
�But it will make you sick; and I do not wish
to discover if your excretions can eat through the floor as efficiently as your
blood�
This thought brought a smile to her lips, and
Sesshomaru�s smirk became less subtle.
�No comment; I agree with you on that point.�
He went to the low table set closer to the
stairs and deposited the sake there. When he came back to the hearth, Kitana
was still sitting, eyes unfocused in the general direction of the fire. He
stopped for an instant then turned toward the bed and arranged the sheets for
one person. Afterward, he scooped up the black skinned woman within his arm
with some help from his pelt, before almost throwing her disagreeing self onto
the bed.
�What is this for?� she asked almost seething
with indignation, her legs balancing on the edge of the mattress, feet and
claws not even touching the floor.
Not caring about her attitude, Sesshomaru returned
toward the window where he sat, left leg bent before him on the windowsill, the
other crossed under it.
�You are exhausted; I suspect you have not
slept since yesterday morning. There are still a couple of hours left before
dawn. I will awaken you when time comes; in the meanwhile, I suggest you take a
rest.�
Not understanding where all this was going,
Kitana felt the plump mattress that was apparently made from down, a good foot
thick of down. The quilt was in fact a duvet, and counting the pillows, a whole
colony of eiders was probably necessary to stuff all these items. Sleeping in
there was no doubt like sleeping in heaven, on a cloud.
�I have my own futon, you know. In my own room; where I should be going now.�
�Nonsense. You would not be able to sleep in
there; too many enemies surrounding you. At sunrise you will go meet the marten
and prepare for the execution of your plan.�
Eyes reduced to slits, in a good imitation of
her mentor, she tried to counter his arguments the best she could; but he was
right, she was worn out. She yawned, showing an impressive set of teeth, before
tucking herself beneath the inviting sheets.
�Yeah, yeah� Good night then, Sesshomaru.�
�Hn.�
--
Sesshomaru sat unmoving on the windowsill until
hints of violet and pink started to color the sky. His meditation led to a new
resolve, one that he would not deviate from. Comforted by his decision, he
stifled a yawn and realized how deprived of sleep he was himself; on the coming
day Naraku would be brought within his reach, either with the help of his
mother or with Kitana�s scheme, and it was best to be prepared for that
encounter. He gave a look to his sleeping comrade, alone in the bed large
enough for three persons. Noticing how she was balled up at the edge of the
large mattress, he rose and reached the other side where he lied on his back
after removing his haori and his youki-filled fur pelt for more comfort.
Satisfaction was almost visible on his features when he pulled the thick quilt
up to his chin; it had been years since he slept on something more comfortable
than a layer of leaves or his fur pelt.
He was about to awaken Kitana before going to
sleep himself when something unexpected happened. Somehow, the girl had sensed
his presence in her sleep and turned toward him, reaching him in a fluid,
snake-like motion that took him totally by surprise. An arm travelled across
his chest while a leg treacherously slipped between his knees; before he could
react, he had a sleeping female laying halfway on top of him, her cheek on his
left shoulder, and the rest of her body encasing him in an intimate hug.
Yes, she was deep asleep. It was the first
thing he verified when his skin made contact with another chest, a feminine one
that wasn�t supposed to act that way. Eyes wide open, his whole body tensed as
if the whole thing was the prelude to an attack, but he finally started to
relax when he understood that she had not premeditated the move. She was not
even conscious of it. Judging by the conversation they had before she went to
sleep, she would probably be greatly embarrassed about the situation if she
happened to awaken in that posture.
For an instant, he was tempted to take
advantage of her unconsciousness to feel her body a little bit; after all, she
was offering herself to his touch, wasn�t she? Her soft breasts were crushed
upon him, moving with each breath she took. Her legs were no better: her left
thigh was in such an intimate contact with him that the most minute muscle
contraction brought him shivers. He stayed immobile though, savoring the images
that came to his mind as he thought about where this could lead if she were
awake. He would free himself from this delicate situation in a moment and send
her to her mission. Yes, in a moment or three.
The girl however had other plans in mind. She
was starting to breathe faster and to move against him. She lightly brushed her
cheek against his solid pectorals in her sleep, ending her caress with a soft
touch of her lips upon his skin. The gesture sent fire burning threw his veins,
and the effect was multiplied when her left hand unknowingly caught his right
nipple and started stroking it in a mischievous way. The sensation was divine,
and his arousal couldn�t help but grew under her ministrations.
A light moan caught his ears and he quickly
assessed her state, but she was deep into sleep, probably having one of her
erotic dreams. Her hips started to follow her moods and she brushed herself
against him, ending the movement with an upward stroke with her left thigh. She
slowly repeated the gesture again, and again, achieving to arouse Sesshomaru to
the fullest. He gulped, and then inhaled sharply as a more precise movement
brought her intimate regions in close contact with his left hip bone,
triggering a deeper moan on her part. The silky hakamas and her paper-thin
clothes were a pitiful barrier between them, allowing him to feel her to the
fullest. What she was dreaming about he had an idea, and he wondered how he
would feel had they still shared their mind bond.
His eyes grew suddenly when he turned the idea
around; he was not feeling her emotions anymore, but she was still a highly
sensible empath. His own arousal was probably the
trigger that started everything, not any regular dream that she had so
frequently when they were travelling. Trying to go back to reality, he was
about to stop this nonsense when she surprised him once more. Her left hand
trailed his collarbone up onto his neck, while at the
same moment her head came up to his ear, licking it sensuously. He froze
totally under the caress, his mind going blank, and could feel every place that
she licked while she travelled downward below his ear. He felt how she started
to suckle on his flesh, right at the base of his neck, and then the burning
sensation of teeth breaking down his skin reached him.
Jolted from his phantasm as if a bucket of icy
water had been thrown on him, he caught her by the neck and pried her away from
the wound she had created, blood pouring out of his neck. The violence of his
reaction awakened Kitana, and before she could understand what was happening
she was offering a counter-attack. Her left knee that was nestled in between
his thighs came up lightning fast, brutally making contact with the aroused
private parts of the poor unsuspecting male. She straightened her leg in
preparation for another strike, while at the same time whipping the air with
her tail. Her claws and the blades upon the back of her tail ripped both the
duvet and the mattress open, and kilograms of down were propelled threw the
air. While she did so, Sesshomaru reacted by throwing his opponent away from
him, before balling up on his side, unable to breath. Blood was still oozing
from his wound but his demonic healing powers were in action, quickly closing
up the bite. The crimson liquid however had flown all over his chest, tainting
his pillow and mattress in a way that would be difficult to erase.
Kitana was regaining her senses after hitting
against the wall on Sesshomaru�s right. She was sitting down, massaging her
throat and wondering why she could taste blood on her tongue. The taiyoukai was
still trying to get over the blow he received, his back turned to her, his
muscles taunt and contracted.
She coughed and it was with a rough voice that
she addressed him.
�Are you trying to kill me Sesshomaru? Damn you
almost ripped out my throat!�
His head swirled around and pure anger was
visible in his eyes; the blow she gave him was as much to his pride as to his
body, and he was not about to accept her accusatory tone.
�You bit me, woman!�
Sensing his dangerous mood, Kitana moved away
from the bed, going round it until she reached the window that led to the
garden. She wanted a quick exit available in case things became ugly.
�Well, what were you doing in my bed, close
enough for me to bite you?�
Starting to gain an understanding of the
events, she took a good look at the scene. White down was slowly landing upon
every surface it could find, the room looking like a snowstorm had just passed
by. Absently she chased a tiny feather as it was entering her nose; Sesshomaru
was the thing that caught her attention. He was starting to sit up, his hand
still cupping his tender male parts, and the down that settled upon him stuck
to the rivulets of blood that covered him from neck to waist. Some of it also got
into his hair and to the bed all around him. The blend of colors was striking,
if not beautiful; the handsome male specimen with only a pair of white hakamas
on, his silver hair cascading around him on the bed sheets, golden eyes and
crimson blood contrasting vividly with the whiteness of the scene.
�The bed is mine, and my actions need no
justification!�
Sesshomaru finally let go of his wounded self
to start cleaning up the mess. A quick swipe at the blood on his chest
transferred the now sticky feathers to his hand, and they decided that they
would not be dislodged from there. Shaking his hand in mid-air, he eyed the bed
sheets with irritation; his education told him it was a bad idea to wipe his
hand on them or worse, to use his poison to melt the down, but as he took in
the extent of the damages, he decided a little more blood wouldn�t be so bad.
The bed was in ruins: only its wooden structure had survived the ordeal, so he
resisted the urge to purge himself from the poison that was already reaching the
tip of his claws.
Seeing his fight against good manners and his
irritation toward something as insignificant as feathers, Kitana couldn�t catch
her laugh before it left her lips. She could only theorize about the events
that led to that fateful bite, but she surmised that she did not go directly to
his neck; somehow he had let her approach, and she could only guess as to why.
The taiyoukai totally deserved his situation.
�Well,� she said pointing at the window, �it�s
better if I get going. The sun is up now, and Sai will get anxious if I don�t
show up soon.�
A fierce look was her only answer, but she
could now feel something different coming from the irate taiyoukai: shame. Or something close to it. Puzzled, she stalled a little bit
instead of leaving as quickly as she was going to. What was disturbing him?
�Leave this room.�
�I will. But you know� I should warn you. This
morning is the last hours we have to make your mother totally believe in our
clash. So� I�ll be convincing. Really
convincing.�
�Leave. Do whatever you think is necessary, but
leave now.�
�Yeah� I will. Good luck with the servants!�
He was still angry at her when she turned her
back to him and jumped on the rafters, disappearing from his sight as the
darkness of the secret passages engulfed her. However, he was also irritated by
his own behavior; it did not befit him to put the blame on her when in reality,
he was the sole responsible for the mess he was now in. Had he disengaged
himself from under her when she first sought him out, nothing of this would
have happened. He wondered if he should have reigned in his temper and taken
more time to speak with her this morning; it was not a good way to part, that was sure. The topic of the turtle also came to
his mind, but he pushed it away. They could always talk about the old youkai
lady later on, after Naraku�s demise. He rose, took a quick look toward his
clothes and fur but decided against wearing them; he needed a bath first, a
very cold one.
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