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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 42

It was late when they left the salon, and Kagome’s tummy was growling something fierce. Sesshoumaru led her back to the car and drove the 7 blocks to their next destination. The valet opened her door for her, taking her hand and helping her out of the low vehicle. Kagome could smell the food from here. Sesshoumaru handed him the keys and took his chosen’s left hand in his own, leading her inside with his right hand at the small of her back.

It was dimly lit and clad in simple, modern elegance. As soon as they entered, the maître‘d welcomed them inside and ushered them ahead to the Taisho table. His family was close with the demon owners of the establishment and had helped provide the startup capital for Misono back in 1945. They kept a table reserved in the family name at all times and it was the best seat in the house: a private dining room on the intimate upper level of the restaurant. It was done in traditional rice paper and dark woods with a long, low table and, usually, cushions. For tonight, with consideration for his chosen, he had arranged for a Western table and chairs. On one side of the table was a teppanyaki grill.

Kagome was delighted in his choice of restaurant and her glowing smile showed it.

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After eating a ridiculous amount of grilled Kobe and seafood, Kagome practically waddled in her heels out of the restaurant to the car. Sesshoumaru held the door for her and waited until she was settled in and belted before closing the door. He walked around and got in, revving the engine and enjoying his chosen’s “Mmmm” in response.

He had one more stop before they went home, and he knew she’d love it.

It was about half an hour later that they pulled up to the grocery store and Kagome couldn’t believe it. “You’re actually going in there?”

“With you.”

“Right. With me. But it’s only midnight. There might be people in there. Especially stupid teenage people. Are you sure you’re ok with this?”

“Miko…”

“Ok, but don’t say I didn’t warn you if you get all this-Sesshoumaru-will-destroy-you on some kid.”

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Kagome was having a blast. He had given her carte blanche and he had even brought a list from Jaken. They leisurely strolled up and down every aisle and for the first time in her life, she was holding the hand of someone real. She didn’t let go even for a second.

Sesshoumaru was actually enjoying himself in a grocery store for the first time in his long years. He had the avid attention of his chosen, who kept smiling her pleasure up at him, and he could vicariously enjoy her wonderment of this place. It didn’t even matter what they were putting in the cart, it was more about spending time together and seeing new ideas for food, something they both found joy in.

As they walked, they talked about their hopes and dreams for the future and they fell a little more in love with each other with every word spoken as they found so many of their thoughts were in synch in the surprisingly intimate setting of a deserted supermarket.

“Have you given any thought to pups?” he asked.

“Yes and no. For the longest time, I was convinced no one would ever care for me enough to want to start a family with me. The farther I got from my father, the more I allowed myself to hope. When I was married, I finally permitted myself to imagine it, but it didn’t feel right. I thought it was me, that I wasn’t the kind of person that would make a good mother, that maybe I actually didn’t want children. The very few times my ex-husband and I talked about it, he expressed concern that since I was abused, that I would abuse our children. He said it enough and he was so much smarter than me—he had majored in Astrophysics—that I just let myself believe he was right. It broke my heart and spiraled me into a long-lasting depression.”

Sesshoumaru just barely kept from growling at the idiot who had hurt his chosen. How could anyone who had spent any amount of time with her believe her capable of causing harm to anyone, let alone her own offspring? Still, if the baka had been different she might still be with him and he never would have met her.

“When I was free of him, I made friends with a woman who had two kids and had a boyfriend with two girls. We hung out together all the time as she really didn’t have any close friends and I was new in town so she was all I had. I came to love my friend as well as her children and still consider them all family, though we live quite a distance from each other now. I never could even consider hurting any of them and in fact, I tended to be overprotective, seeing shadows everywhere and viciously defending them when anyone said anything against them or when their alcoholic father tried to get back in the picture.” She couldn’t believe she was telling all of this to him, but he was an excellent listener and she just felt so comfortable with him. It was so similar to the fantasies she would have grocery shopping in the past but this time it was real.

“After that, and after remembering how good I was at babysitting jobs when I was younger, I decided Hojo was wrong and that for the first time in my life I knew I definitely wanted children. My only caveat was that I wanted to give every effort at finding the ideal: I wanted a loving husband who shared the same ideas on raising a family that I did and someone who would never, could never even imagine hurting our children. There hasn’t been much luck there.”

“So…long story short, yes, I’ve thought about them and yes, I want them.”

He stopped and her hand fell back with him until she realized it and she turned. He tugged on her hand and pulled her into him, holding her close and smelling her sweet scent. “Good,” he said into her hair.

“So you want them, too?” she murmured into his shoulder.

He kissed her head then released her and resumed their walking.

“This Sesshoumaru always knew he would have pups. It’s a biological imperative and I am the last pure blood of the Taisho line. Also, for centuries, it seemed Inuyasha was not interested in mating. When I was younger, that’s all it was about. As I matured, however, I found I had a rather romantic soul. I remembered the relationship my parents had had and that is what I wanted for myself. Planning for my one and the life we would build together was my obsession, as you have seen from my home, where once it had been the pursuit of power.”

She sighed. “That’s just so beautiful.”

“What is beautiful, miko, is that we have finally found each other and are progressing in our relationship. I cannot express how despondent I was when I thought I had ruined my only chance at the life that calls to my soul. But I should never have doubted your heart’s capacity to forgive.”

“Maybe you shouldn’t have, but I sure did. I’ve just been hurt so many times and then, coming from someone who I cared for more than all the others, it just seemed like you wouldn’t have done that if you had loved me and my mind just went downhill from there.”

“I cannot promise I will never do anything that upsets you—we are two different people from two very different backgrounds and there will doubtless be more adjustments to be made—but I will injure myself before I ever cause you harm again.”

“And I will never doubt your love for me again,” she said, smiling a soft smile into eyes that told her exactly how much she was cared for.

They finally made their way to the checkout aisle and she saw a familiar face as they loaded their goods onto the rolling aisle.

“Well, hello, Kagome! Look at you! You leave me for months at a time and then you show up like this--all that yummy cushioning all melted away! So how’s my woman?”

“Koga!” she blushed. “Let me introduce you to my intended, Sesshoumaru.” She could hear Sesshoumaru’s warning growl and she hoped her flirty friend behaved himself.

“Your intended? Geez, girl! After all those times I told ya’ you needed to get a little demon in you and now, from the looks of it, you’ve got a gigantic one. Ouch, babe, if he’s hung like the rest of him, you’ve gotta be icing that thing down the next morn—,”

He didn’t get to finish the rest of his sentence because Sesshoumaru had him pinned by his throat against the back wall of the store, knocking the announcements free from the bulletin board where pins and papers clattered to the floor. Kagome ran to Sesshoumaru’s side, placing her hand on his arm and pleading, “Please, Sesshoumaru! He’s harmless! He doesn’t mean anything by it.”

“He made a claim on you, spoke of you like you were the kind of female to engage in meaningless trysts and insinuated that this Sesshoumaru would willingly cause you physical harm for his own physical pleasure.”

‘A little too close to home for comfort.’ She sighed. In a calm, level voice she said, “Sesshoumaru, we both know that isn’t true. You would never, could never hurt me in any way. I know that and you know that. He was just making a bad joke, that’s all. Please, he was crass, but he is harmless. There was no insult. Let him go.”

The wolf youkai dropped to the floor, clutching his neck, gasping and coughing.

Kagome threw her inu a thankful, but tight-lipped smile and knelt down to assess Koga. “Hey, buddy. You ok?”

She reached out to put her hand on his shoulder, but at Sesshoumaru’s growl, Koga jumped back. “Jeez, babe, you trying to get me killed? No touching! You’ve got an inu there and they really don’t like to share what they consider theirs. I should know. I’m a wolf, remember?” When he shakily got to his feet, Kagome stood and backed away, but Sesshoumaru stood his ground, crowding and staring down at the shorter demon. Koga raised his hands in surrender. “Look, man, I’m sorry for what I said. Kagome’s a friend. There’s never been anything between us, even though I sure did think about it—,” At Sesshoumaru’s growl he retracted, “But she’s way better than me and I totally wouldn’t have even asked her out! And the other stuff—it’s like she said, it was just a joke between frie—acquaintances! Just acquaintances.”

Sesshoumaru backed up a step and Koga sped off back to the checkout desk and began ringing up and bagging purchases like his life depended on it. Sesshoumaru approached him, watching the totals appear on the little screen and Kagome helped Koga put their bags in the basket.

When they left, Koga sighing in relief behind them, they were loading the bags into the back of his Aston Martin when Kagome asked, “Think that was maybe a little over the top?”

“This Sesshoumaru does not abide disrespect of himself or those intimately connected to him.”

She sassed back, “This Sesshoumaru is intelligent and has a lie-detector for a nose and was perfectly aware that that poor guy was just joking.”

He sighed. She was right, of course, but he was loath to admit that his instincts just went crazy where she was concerned, but caught himself before he committed to keeping that from his chosen. Reluctantly, he admitted, “You are correct. This Sesshoumaru’s instincts to protect and avenge you are strong and…” He closed the trunk. His eyes filled with pain and he took her hands in his. “Kagome…he said this Sesshoumaru would injure you for his own pleasure. Please, you must tell me. You seem fine today, but, are you well, my miko?”

Her eyes softened and she stepped up against him, wrapping her arms around his waist and looking up into his uncertain gaze. She knew she couldn’t tell him a white lie so she said, “Sesshoumaru, I’m ok. You would know it in my scent if I wasn’t. Yes, I’m still a little sore, but it is a happy kinda sore because it keeps reminding me of what we shared last night.” When she saw he was going to say more, she placed her fingers to his lips. “I promise, I’m fine. But if you wanna play doctor when we get home and see for yourself we can do that, too,” she finished with a seductive look from under her long lashes.

His expression changed to predatory in an instant and he buried his face in her neck as his hands found her sides and tickled her mercilessly. She shrieked with laughter and instead of running, leapt on him, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his hips. He turned and sandwiched her between his hard body and that of his car before kissing her senseless.

After long moments, he broke the kiss and looked into her dazed eyes. “Time to go home. We still have dessert to attend to.”

She grudgingly released her hold on him and a spark of inspiration hit him. He kept his golden eyes on her cerulean ones as he let her slide down his body inch by inch until her feet met the ground. He then took her hand from its place on his shoulder and lifted her soft knuckles to his lips before stepping away and opening her door for her.

Smiling with déjà vu, Kagome got in the car and buckled up, cheekily blowing him a kiss as he closed her car door.

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They were walking down the forest path towards her clearing. Not the easiest thing to do in heels, but Sesshoumaru was clearly in an adventurous mood and she was just sleepy-drunk enough to go with it. Besides, his hand was protectively cradling her back so he would catch her if she misstepped and the full moon was bright tonight. She was carrying a basket containing champagne, two glasses, a sugar-free chocolate soufflé and two spoons. Sesshoumaru was carrying a mysterious black bag over his shoulder. When they got to the swing set, Sesshoumaru had her sit on the highest swing, which she had to hop to mount after setting her cargo on the bench.

Sesshoumaru also set his things on the bench and she heard him unzip the tote. She was gently swinging when he returned with red, nylon rope slung over his shoulder. She smiled in anticipation up into his shadowed eyes.

With gentle tugs, he wove a harness for his chosen. Her wrists were tied to the chain, a body harness made that allowed her to recline in her seat so she wouldn’t fall out and that crisscrossed her breasts and wrapped around their bases, squeezing the tender flesh tight into perfect, exaggerated globes. When she was secured how he wanted, he slowly stripped for her, unbuttoning his dress shirt one button at a time, revealing his pale, firm body inch by torturous inch before shedding the garment altogether. He unbuttoned his dress slacks and unzipped them, slipping both them and his boxers over his slim hips and letting them pool to the mulch-covered ground before stepping out of them. He picked up her long legs, smoothing her skirt up to her hips and wrapped them around his naked body which glowed ethereally in the moonlight. Her little secret of walking out of the store without panties had not been lost on him.

He caressed her silken, freshly waxed flesh and made his way to her dripping core, teasing her sensitive bundle of nerves until she was moaning and panting. He lined his head up with her slit and slowly pressed into her excessively tight tunnel, listening as her breath caught in her throat, watching her eyes, sensing for any sign of distress. When she started begging him, he asked her to whom she belonged, and, giving the answer he most wanted to hear, gave her exactly what she wanted.

…………………………………

He was holding her in his lap, rocking the bench gently and spoon feeding his chosen whipped, bubbly chocolate. She was finally coming back to earth and was looking into his eyes dreamily. It had been a long day for her but it wasn’t over yet. Finishing the soufflé, he put the spoon aside and dug out the champagne, popping the cock with a strong thumb and letting it overflow on Kagome’s neck and chest.

She squirmed at the cold, but he held her fast and licked at her neck and sucked at her hard, wet nipples through the soaked material of her dress. She giggled at his antics. “Sesshoumaru, what’s up with the champagne? Are we celebrating christening our swing?”

“Hmmm…not just that, I hope.” He pulled a small, familiar, purple velvet box out of the bag beside him, flicking it open with his thumb. Inside was the amazing pink diamond ring she had worn for a single night. The rare stone and its extravagant setting glittered in the bright moonlight. He looked deeply into her eyes, his heart bared for her to see. “Kagome, this Sesshoumaru would be honored if you would agree to be his wife and to wear this ring as a symbol of that commitment.”

“Oh, Sesshoumaru…” Her hand found his neck and pulled him down to meet her lips. He let her lead and she kissed him soft and sweetly, ending in a gentle love bite to his bottom lip.

“Miko?” he asked when she finally pulled back. He wasn’t sure if that was an answer or not and his usual confidence had deserted him.

She smiled brightly in her crooked way. In the barest whisper, she replied, “Yes, my darling Sesshoumaru, yes.”

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