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�Kagome-nee-chan?� Rin asked quietly.� �Kagome-nee-chan, are you alright?� Should Rin go get Sesshoumaru-sama?�

Kagome only stared at her, speechless.

Blank: Chapter Four � Trouble

She hadn�t seen him since dawn
yesterday.

She wasn�t sure how she felt about
that.

She wasn�t sure how she felt about
not being sure how she felt about that.

Kagome leaned against the low stone
garden bench, idly brushing the soft grass beneath her fingertips as she
watched the sun sink below the horizon.�
Her stomach growled and was answered by a soft giggle behind her, the
tugging on her hair pausing momentarily.

�Rin is hungry too,� said the
little girl, giggling again, before she resumed her task.

Kagome smiled softly.� She�d slept a good part of yesterday away,
and she�d eaten as much as she could during her periods of wakefulness.� This morning she�d awoken with Rin curled up
in her arms � the little girl must have moved in the night to sleep with
her.� The miko had been able to stand and
take a few tottering steps, but she was acutely, ravenously hungry.� All day today, she�d eaten until she couldn�t
eat anymore, and as soon as a few hours passed, she ate again.� She knew she was eating way more than she
normally would but, then again, she was healing much faster than she should as
well.

�You humans�always eating!� whined
Jaken.� �If only Lord Sesshoumaru would
do away with you, then he wouldn�t leave me behind to care for a couple of
useless females!�

Jaken continued to rant, and Kagome
tuned him out with a wince.� She wasn�t
quite sure why Rin was so affectionate towards the little kappa youkai.� Personally, she thought he was a bit on the annoying
side.� However, it was pretty clear that
the girl had long ago perfected the art of ignoring him, so the miko had
followed suit.� If she ignored him while
he went on and on, he actually wasn�t that bad to be around.� Even if he didn�t have silken silver hair and
gold eyes that blazed like�

Stop
it, girl, Kagome told herself sternly.�
Her thoughts skittered away from dangerous territory, and she focused on
her memory loss instead.� Again, she
searched her mind for something, anything, any hint as to who she was and what
she was doing here.� Again, there was
nothing.� She was, as far as she was
concerned, now three days old.

Ah Un made
a strange, soft little wheezing snort before settling back down into the
grass.� Jaken paid it no mind as he
continued whining, but since no one was paying Jaken any mind either, it all
seemed pretty balanced to the miko.� Rin
was weaving flowers into the woman�s hair while singing softly to herself, too quietly for Kagome to pick up more than the
occasional word, though she often heard her own name, as well as Sesshoumaru�s.
�She tried not to think about that too
much either.

The four of them (or is it five? Kagome wondered as she
glanced at the two-headed dragon) were sitting outside of the small cabin that
they were currently calling home.� The
garden, if it could be called that, mostly consisted of the bench that Rin was
sitting on, situated next to a cherry tree.�
There was a wide field of wildflowers nearby, a tangled explosion of
color that Rin had spent hours in this afternoon.� The fruits of the child�s labor were
everywhere � all of them, including Jaken and both of Ah Un�s heads, were
wearing necklaces made of flowers, and now the girl was doing her best to make
Kagome�s head look like a flowering shrub.

The miko lifted the small silver
mirror that Rin had produced earlier upon request and gazed at herself
again.� The reflection wasn�t perfect,
but it was good enough for Kagome to get a decent idea of what she looked like.

There was only one faint bruise
left on her face, just below her left eye.�
She was pretty, she supposed, in a somewhat ordinary way.� Her hair was truly lovely, thick and full and
perfectly black, normally falling to her waist when it wasn�t bound up with
flowers.� The rest of her features were pleasant
but unremarkable, except for her sparkling blue eyes.� They were deep, soulful, unknowable.� They were the eyes of a stranger.� Kagome put the mirror down quickly.� It was disconcerting enough that she still didn�t
recognize her own face � she found her beautiful, wise eyes especially
disturbing.

Suddenly, the strangest thing
happened.� Ah Un
lifted both of its heads and stared off to the south at exactly the same time that
Rin paused again.� Jaken, babbling on,
took no notice of the child and the dragon.�
A moment later, awareness trilled through Kagome.� He was coming.

Rin jumped to her feet, standing on
the bench.� �Sesshoumaru-sama!� Sesshoumaru-sama!� she cried ecstatically.� The dragon made its wheezing snort again and
settled back into the grass.� Jaken
paused, startled.� And Kagome�s stomach
clenched involuntarily.

�Lord Sesshoumaru?� Jaken asked
incredulously before hopping to his feet as well.

The miko glanced south, across the
field of wildflowers.� Just as the sun
fell completely below the horizon she saw him, cresting the hill and striding
into the field.� A part of her wondered
if he did it on purpose, grandstanding his entrance
like that.� He didn�t seem the type, but
in all honesty, they�d shared barely two dozen words between them.� Well, two dozen words and the Incident
yesterday morning.� Kagome suppressed a
blush at the memory.� She was perfectly
aware that she didn�t know anything about him at all, except that he was terse,
guarded, and wildly attractive.� Oh, and
that her dead lover was his much disliked half-brother.� There was that
little morsel of knowledge.

He moved with an unnatural grace
through the flowers, barely disturbing even the ones he touched.� It occurred to Kagome that this was the first
time she�d seen him moving � before now she�d only seen him sitting beside her,
except for during the Incident.� Even
then, she�d been so surprised and he�d been on her so quickly that she couldn�t
truly remember even seeing him move.

That fluffy thing was flowing out
behind him, picked up by the same breeze that blew his hair back.� She absolutely, positively refused to think
about how soft his hair had been as it had fallen all around her and caressed
the exposed skin on her arms during the Incident.� This is
me not thinking about it, she thought to herself.

His voluminous clothing flowed as
well, hiding the shape of his body.� She
knew he was strong, stronger than she would have expected, for all that he was
a demon.� She could tell that he was at
least somewhat slender under all those clothes (let�s not start thinking about what�s under those clothes, girl).� Deciding that it was probably wise to leave
off that train of thought, she instead studied the armor he wore.� It was the first time she�d seen him in it,
and she was again struck by the feeling that he was a great warrior.� He belonged in his odd armor (do those spiky things really do anything?),
and the two swords at his waist looked like a natural extension of his body.

In his one hand, he carried a large
sack, and she realized that she actually hadn�t paid much attention to the fact
that he was missing an arm.� She wondered
briefly what had happened to it, and decided that if they ever shared a moment
of closeness, she would ask about it.� Don�t hold your breath, she thought with
an internal sigh.

Kagome didn�t need to look at his
face to know he was as expressionless as always, so she chose to focus on the
bag instead.� It was coarse, a simple
burlap sack that gave absolutely no clue as to what it might contain, except
that it bulged with its contents.

Rin was behind her, fairly dancing
on the bench in excitement.� Kagome
suddenly decided that she should stand as well � not in anticipation, but
because she felt sitting was a more vulnerable position.� She scrambled to her feet, wincing slightly
at her lack of grace, hoping that it didn�t look like she was standing to
attention at his approach.� That made her
wonder if she should have stood at all � maybe it would have been better to act
casual, like he didn�t upset her the way he did.� The miko suppressed a growl of frustration at
her indecision.

Then it didn�t matter anymore
because he was upon them.� Jaken
prostrated himself before the daiyoukai, pledging eternal devotion and
loyalty.� Rin danced, singing,
�Sesshoumaru-sama is back!� over and over again.

However, as Kagome was acutely
aware, he took no notice of either his ward or his retainer in favor of
her.� He stepped over Jaken, which earned
an ignored, �Lord Sesshoumaru, you are so gracious for not stepping on me!�

He stopped directly before her,
gazing at her with an almost expectant look in his eyes.� She swallowed nervously,
extremely conscientious of the way he towered over her.� Kami, he was tall.� What
does he want? she wondered briefly before
realization struck.� Of
course.� She was beneath him in
their little hierarchy, therefore she had to
acknowledge his return before he would bother to acknowledge her.

Briefly, oh, so briefly, the miko
considered making him wait, or worse, making no move what-so-ever to welcome
him back.� It�s official, she decided.� I have a death wish.� Why did she want so desperately to buck
against him, to challenge his authority over her?� She didn�t even want to know what he would be
capable of if she truly pissed him off.

So, wisdom prevailed again and she
bowed, although her bow was shallow enough that it was just shy of being
disrespectful.� She had to be true to
both sides of herself, after all, the wise part and the feisty part.� �Sesshoumaru-sama,� she said neutrally in way
of greeting.� No �hello�, no �welcome
back�, just his name.� A
greeting of equals.

She straightened,
glancing into his eyes, and was relieved to see no irritation there.� In fact, if she didn�t know better, she would
guess that he was�amused?� Well, that
couldn�t be right.� If that was right,
then she was in bigger trouble than she previously thought.

The daiyoukai nodded once in
response to her greeting before his eyes roamed over her, taking in her wrinkled
yukata (the same one she�d been wearing yesterday, as there had been no other
clothes for her that she�d found), the flower necklace around her neck, and the
mass of hair piled haphazardly atop her head, flowers woven in and sticking out
of it in every direction.� The amusement
flashed brighter in his eyes, and Kagome swallowed nervously.� Yep, this
is definitely dangerous.

�Doesn�t Kagome-nee-chan look
beautiful?� Rin asked behind her.

�You look ridiculous,� he stated
blandly.

Kagome snorted and rolled her eyes
before she could stop herself.� Glancing
back to his eyes, still seeing only amusement there, she tilted her head to the
side and tapped her chin thoughtfully.

�Since it�s for Rin-chan,� she
answered lightly, �it doesn�t matter if you like it or not.� She does, so I do.�

Please
do not tell me that I�m trying to
flirt, Kagome thought rather desperately.

His golden eyes narrowed, and she
had to stop herself from taking a step backwards.� Not that there was anywhere for her to go
anyway � she could feel the stone bench behind her calves.� Had she overstepped her bounds?

The bag dropped to the ground and
his hand darted forward, and it was through sheer force of will alone that she
didn�t flinch.� She relaxed slightly as
he drew his hand back, holding a pink blossom between his claws.� He didn�t spare it a glance as some sort of
acid or poison flowed from his fingertips and dissolved it instantly.� His eyes never wavered from hers, and Kagome
tensed again at his next statement.

�Rin,� he said,
his now serious eyes boring into Kagome, �you will decorate the miko with only
red or white flowers.� No other colors
are allowed.�

An ecstatic Rin sang out, �Yes,
Sesshoumaru-sama!� while the miko in question stared at him, horrified.� Her eyes skittered downwards against her
will, taking in the pattern that adorned his clothing.� Her gaze snapped back up to his even as she
felt Rin beginning to remove the offending blossoms from her hair, and she
clearly saw that he knew that she realized exactly what he was doing.� His eyebrow quirked upwards, as if daring her
to question his will in this matter.

Oh, kami help her.� She really was in more trouble than she originally thought.

***

You�d
think that all this would kill my appetite, Kagome thought mournfully as
she raised her chopsticks again.� But no,
her belly was still insisting on being filled with as much food as possible,
even if her mind quailed at being the object of scrutiny of two very serious
demons.� It would probably be three (or four) very serious demons, she
decided, except that Ah Un wasn�t allowed inside the cabin.

Granted, one of the two youkai was
Jaken, and he hardly counted.� It was the
other demon that should be killing
her appetite.� She glanced over, not
really expecting any change in him, and she was right.�

Sesshoumaru was looking at her.

Except looking
didn�t quite cover it.� She would
go with staring, except that Lord
Sesshoumaru was not the type of creature who stared.� Watching?�
Maybe.�
Studying?� Perhaps.

Whatever the verb was, he hadn�t
stopped doing it since his return.� He�d
retrieved his mysterious bag and had escorted her back into the cabin, settling
her down in the make-shift dining room without another word, his eyes never
leaving her.� He�d taken his own spot
gracefully, kneeling at the head of the low table, and curtly ordered the still
dancing Rin to fetch food for herself and the miko.

Jaken had settled behind and to the
right of his lord and had initially cast curious, suspicious glances between
her and Sesshoumaru.� The kappa youkai
realized soon enough that the miko was the sole focus of his lord�s attention
however, and so he followed suit, staring at her silently while Rin brought in
the food.

Kagome chewed mechanically on the
tasteless rice in her mouth, eyeing the daiyoukai thoughtfully.� Rin chattered happily away, and the older
woman was glad that at least she wasn�t being scrutinized in silence.� Well,
she sniffed, slightly indignant.� I�m not going to let him ruin the mood.

Instead, she turned her attention
to the happy girl at her side.� Rin had
removed all of the incorrectly colored blossoms from her hair outside, and the
little girl had insisted on removing Kagome�s flower necklace as well, which
had several of the wrong colored blooms woven into it.� However, the miko�s
hair was now lopsided since the acceptable flowers hadn�t been spaced evenly,
and she knew that if she�d looked ridiculous before, she looked even more so
now.

She waited for the little girl to
draw in breath before commenting, �You�re a good cook, Rin-chan.�� It was true, actually.� Granted, Kagome hadn�t tasted any of her
dinner this evening, but that was due to nerves more than anything else.

Rin paused, her expression both startled
and glowing at the praise.� It occurred to
the miko that, with a stoic lord and an annoying toad as her only companions,
the girl was probably unused to compliments.�
If this afternoon had been any indication, Jaken only seemed capable of
belittling the child, and Sesshoumaru wasn�t exactly Mr. Conversation.� Kagome shot the kappa a reproachful look
before turning her attention back to the girl, pointedly ignoring the
daiyoukai.

�Rin is so happy!� squealed the
little girl.� �Rin will cook for Kagome-nee-chan
always, no matter how much Kagome-nee-chan eats!�

�Uh��

The girl began ticking off the
meals on her fingers.� �Rin will cook
breakfast and lunch and dinner for Kagome-nee-chan.� And Rin will make snacks for Kagome-nee-chan
as often as she wants, like today, when Kagome-nee-chan wanted udon after breakfast, and then fruit before lunch, and then
rice balls mid-afternoon with tea, and then mochi an
hour ago, and��

Kagome gave a wheezing cough and
interrupted, trying to ignore the fact that most of Rin�s fingers were extended
now.� �Thanks, Rin-chan.� Uh, maybe I can cook for you sometime too?�

The little girl paused again,
giving her a look of adoration that nearly bordered on idolatry.� Oh
kami, Kagome thought.� That�s almost the way she looks at
Sesshoumaru.

�No one ever cooks for Rin,� the
child whispered, gazing up at her with shining eyes.� �Will Kagome-nee-chan really cook for Rin?�

The miko�s
heart broke at the seriousness and sadness behind the question.� She reached over and stroked the girl�s hair,
smiling softly at her.� For just a
moment, Rin�s dark eyes blazed green before Kagome shook off her
imaginings.� She didn�t know what that
was about, but she�d consider it later.�
Right now, this girl was her sole focus.

�Of course I will, Rin-chan,� she
replied softly.� �Tomorrow, I�ll make you
breakfast.� If you like, we can even cook
together some time.�

She wasn�t expecting it when the
girl threw herself into her arms, sobbing with joy.� Rin�s arms latched around her neck, and
Kagome tightened her arms possessively around the little girl, realizing in
that moment that she already loved the child dearly.� How
much more trouble am I in now? she wondered
vaguely.

Rin turned her tear-streaked, happy
face towards the head of the table, and Kagome followed her gaze
involuntarily.� He was still watching
her, watching both of them now, and while his expression was as blank as
always, there was something in his eyes that the miko had never seen
before.� She puzzled over it as the girl
in her arms spoke.

�Thank you, thank you, thank you
Sesshoumaru-sama,� the little girl breathed.�
�Thank you for bringing Kagome-nee-chan to Rin.�

He inclined his head once, his gaze
never leaving her.� Suddenly, Kagome
realized what the look in his eyes was, and she felt as if someone had punched
her in the stomach.� Suddenly queasy and
feeling trapped, she could only stare at him
helplessly in return.

No,
oh kami, no, she thought to herself.�
First there was the Incident, then the amusement in his eyes, then the
whole flower issue, and now this.� He wasn�t going to let her go.� He wasn�t going to ever let her go.

Sesshoumaru gazed at her with his contented
eyes and almost, almost smiled.
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