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Favorite Author II
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Inuyasha.
~oOo~
The lights of the city glittered against the windows of the restaurant that Sesshoumaru had taken her to for an early dinner; Kagome looked out at the cityscape reflected there as she waited for him to finish ordering their meal.
She was still floating, dazed, her mind having a hard time adjusting to the fact that the heartache she'd lived with for all the years since being returned to her world from his was actually over.
Even after realizing just who her favorite author was, and finding out about the book signing - which was the perfect way to reconnect with him - it had almost seemed unreal... as though it were all a wonderful dream that would be yanked away from her as all the other dreams she'd had of him had been.
But it wasn't... it was real, and she turned to look at him as he dismissed the waiter and met her gaze with his own. Though his face seemed expressionless, just as it always had back in the past, she could see the emotion in his eyes... the longing, and the love.
For her.
That was the hardest part to believe... that this magnificent, powerful youkai Lord would have tender feelings for her... "It seems so unbelievable, Sesshoumaru," she said, beginning to speak her thoughts aloud.
"What is?" he asked, baritone voice soft, intimate.
"That you could have feelings for me... one of those detestable humans you hated." She flushed a little as she looked at him. "I just don't understand it," she sighed.
He regarded her steadily for several seconds as he picked up his wineglass and swirled the liquid within absently, before taking a sip. His lids slid to half-mast, then, the long, black lashes sweeping across his cheeks to hide his eyes from her.
It only deepened his attractiveness – even in this deceptively human form he wore so carelessly like casual clothing.
"I understand your hesitation in believing such a thing," he said after a few minutes contemplation. "But you..." his eyes flashed open suddenly, pinning her with molten gold across the table, "... you were never like any other human I ever came across. Even after you disappeared... in five hundred years, there has never been another you."
A pleased, yet shy blush colored her delicate cheekbones, and she dropped her gaze demurely. "I'm nothing extraordinary, Sesshoumaru – not like you," she murmured. "But... how did I win your heart – when I didn't even know I was doing so?"
A slight smile lifted his mobile, beautifully masculine lips as he considered her question for a couple of seconds, and then said, "One of the most important, the most attractive traits a person can have to an inu is loyalty. It is a trait that is prized above all others... and you are the most loyal person, inu or otherwise, that I have ever known, save for Rin. That was the very first thing that caught my attention." His gaze, which had wandered to her collarbone, flicked up once more to capture her again. "Over time, however, everything that you are, and that everyone else is not, held my attention. But the one thing that tipped my fascination over the edge into... love... was your compassion for the little void youkai, Kanna."
Kagome blinked, stunned. "What?" she asked blankly, confused.
Still smiling enigmatically, he nodded slightly, not surprised that she didn't understand.
"The last time you and your companions fought Kanna and her mirror – I was close by and watching. You wanted to save her, did you not? You knew... that she did not follow Naraku by choice." He fell silent for a moment, turning his eyes to look out the window. Then... "You wanted to save Kagura, as well, didn't you?"
A sigh broke her stillness as she let herself remember the two he was speaking of – and their deaths. Though she hadn't seen Kagura die, she'd known that the poor, doomed woman had passed on. It had pained her, in a way – both of them slaves to the evil that had created them, yet not infected them; they were just as much victims as Kohaku had been, merely in different ways.
She looked at her own glass of wine as she lifted it and took a slow sip. After a weighted silence, she nodded. "Yes. It still hurts, you know... when I think about it. Their fates, I mean. I wanted to save them, but I couldn't – just like I couldn't save Kikyou." A frown furrowed her brow. "You... you were with Kagura when she died, weren't you?" It really wasn't a question – somehow, she'd picked up on that fact from his voice.
"Yes. I found her just before she faded." He swirled his wine around in his glass a bit, enjoying the aroma it released. "Kagura held feelings for me, I knew this, and though I did not feel the same, I could not help but feel compassion for her – she proved her worthiness by being willing to die for the freedom she wanted so passionately. I would have used Tenseiga... but her body simply disintegrated – the miasma had invaded too much of her system. The sword could not save her."
"I see." Kagome met his gaze, then, and smiled a little. "The funny thing is, I would have thought you and Kagura a great match – she was beautiful, powerful - and youkai - which I am most certainly not. You were always so adamant about racial purity..." she trailed off with a small smile, trying to lighten the mood.
"Perhaps. But as time passed, even I could not deny that the blood being mixed between human and demon could indeed, produce very powerful pups. Though I disdained my brother at that time, he proved his strength," he said slowly. "And his mother was merely human with no strength of her own save a strong will and determination. You... and I, are an entirely different story."
Blushing at his intimation of pups created between them being even more powerful, Kagome couldn't help the thoughts that crossed her mind, and a surge of arousal caught her off-guard. 'What a tantalizing thought...'
She ducked her head shyly at his knowing expression even as a low growl vibrated the air around them. "You tread on dangerous ground, Kagome, smelling so delightful," he almost whispered. "I am afraid I am going to rush you through your dinner, now. I have waited for centuries with no hope, and now that hope has been restored to me, I have lost all patience. Apparently, I am capable of maintaining only one virtue at a time." His voice was amused, but he quickly noted that she was not paying attention to his attempt to make a small joke.
A surge of emotion washed over her, and she nodded at his first, serious sentiment, not speaking – there was no need. They both knew what would happen just a little later... it had, after all, been a long time coming.
"Tell me, Kagome," he said after a moment, attempting to pull them both away from the sexual precipice they were balancing on, at least temporarily, "when did your feelings for me change? For I know that your heart at one time belonged to my brother."
A low chuckle met his ears at that question. "Yes... in the beginning of our quest, it did. But I wasn't willing to be a stand-in for Kikyou. By the time we defeated Naraku, I'd long since given up on him. By that time, I was already... in love with you," she said softly, a bit embarrassed to be saying it aloud – it was, after all, the very first time she'd ever done so. "I can't say when I began to have feelings for you, because it happened gradually. But I can tell you when I realized it."
He nodded, his expression intrigued.
"It was when Sango told me what happened when you fought Magatsuhi-" she broke off as the waiter appeared with their dinner, waiting for him to finish and leave before continuing, "-and regained your arm. You protected everyone... while still being stubborn and not admitting it," she laughed softly. "It was such a you move... and it occurred to me than that you'd been doing the same thing for some time. Suddenly, I knew what the softening in my heart was towards you. I've never looked back – or at another in the same way, either. I just couldn't."
He watched her with darkened eyes, passion simmering just below the surface, but knew he needed to steer the conversation someplace neutral for now, and so... "I find myself needing to know, Kagome – how are you still alive?" he asked, unable to just accept her presence without some kind of answer as to how it was possible.
A wide, open smile caused him to inhale sharply at the sheer joy in the expression as she answered his query.
"I was born on the shrine that my family has tended for centuries – Higurashi shrine. There is an ancient well on its grounds, called the Bone Eaters well... when I was fifteen, I was pulled into that well by Mistress Centipede – she was after the Shikon no Tama, which was buried in my side." She paused to take a bite of her steamed eel, savoring it, then continued. "When I landed at the bottom of the well, I was in your era. The jewel, it turns out, enabled the well to function as a time portal. That's why, once the Tama was gone, I was pulled back home – to the era I was born in."
He was staring at her, his food completely forgotten as he took in her words. "Extraordinary," he breathed, focused solely on her. "You traveled through time..." he trailed off as he watched her blushing countenance for a moment.
"You came through time to teach me to love you... it was not for the Shikon no Tama's sake at all, Kagome, and no one will ever be able to convince me otherwise. You were born for me... and I was born for you."
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Inuyasha.
~oOo~
The lights of the city glittered against the windows of the restaurant that Sesshoumaru had taken her to for an early dinner; Kagome looked out at the cityscape reflected there as she waited for him to finish ordering their meal.
She was still floating, dazed, her mind having a hard time adjusting to the fact that the heartache she'd lived with for all the years since being returned to her world from his was actually over.
Even after realizing just who her favorite author was, and finding out about the book signing - which was the perfect way to reconnect with him - it had almost seemed unreal... as though it were all a wonderful dream that would be yanked away from her as all the other dreams she'd had of him had been.
But it wasn't... it was real, and she turned to look at him as he dismissed the waiter and met her gaze with his own. Though his face seemed expressionless, just as it always had back in the past, she could see the emotion in his eyes... the longing, and the love.
For her.
That was the hardest part to believe... that this magnificent, powerful youkai Lord would have tender feelings for her... "It seems so unbelievable, Sesshoumaru," she said, beginning to speak her thoughts aloud.
"What is?" he asked, baritone voice soft, intimate.
"That you could have feelings for me... one of those detestable humans you hated." She flushed a little as she looked at him. "I just don't understand it," she sighed.
He regarded her steadily for several seconds as he picked up his wineglass and swirled the liquid within absently, before taking a sip. His lids slid to half-mast, then, the long, black lashes sweeping across his cheeks to hide his eyes from her.
It only deepened his attractiveness – even in this deceptively human form he wore so carelessly like casual clothing.
"I understand your hesitation in believing such a thing," he said after a few minutes contemplation. "But you..." his eyes flashed open suddenly, pinning her with molten gold across the table, "... you were never like any other human I ever came across. Even after you disappeared... in five hundred years, there has never been another you."
A pleased, yet shy blush colored her delicate cheekbones, and she dropped her gaze demurely. "I'm nothing extraordinary, Sesshoumaru – not like you," she murmured. "But... how did I win your heart – when I didn't even know I was doing so?"
A slight smile lifted his mobile, beautifully masculine lips as he considered her question for a couple of seconds, and then said, "One of the most important, the most attractive traits a person can have to an inu is loyalty. It is a trait that is prized above all others... and you are the most loyal person, inu or otherwise, that I have ever known, save for Rin. That was the very first thing that caught my attention." His gaze, which had wandered to her collarbone, flicked up once more to capture her again. "Over time, however, everything that you are, and that everyone else is not, held my attention. But the one thing that tipped my fascination over the edge into... love... was your compassion for the little void youkai, Kanna."
Kagome blinked, stunned. "What?" she asked blankly, confused.
Still smiling enigmatically, he nodded slightly, not surprised that she didn't understand.
"The last time you and your companions fought Kanna and her mirror – I was close by and watching. You wanted to save her, did you not? You knew... that she did not follow Naraku by choice." He fell silent for a moment, turning his eyes to look out the window. Then... "You wanted to save Kagura, as well, didn't you?"
A sigh broke her stillness as she let herself remember the two he was speaking of – and their deaths. Though she hadn't seen Kagura die, she'd known that the poor, doomed woman had passed on. It had pained her, in a way – both of them slaves to the evil that had created them, yet not infected them; they were just as much victims as Kohaku had been, merely in different ways.
She looked at her own glass of wine as she lifted it and took a slow sip. After a weighted silence, she nodded. "Yes. It still hurts, you know... when I think about it. Their fates, I mean. I wanted to save them, but I couldn't – just like I couldn't save Kikyou." A frown furrowed her brow. "You... you were with Kagura when she died, weren't you?" It really wasn't a question – somehow, she'd picked up on that fact from his voice.
"Yes. I found her just before she faded." He swirled his wine around in his glass a bit, enjoying the aroma it released. "Kagura held feelings for me, I knew this, and though I did not feel the same, I could not help but feel compassion for her – she proved her worthiness by being willing to die for the freedom she wanted so passionately. I would have used Tenseiga... but her body simply disintegrated – the miasma had invaded too much of her system. The sword could not save her."
"I see." Kagome met his gaze, then, and smiled a little. "The funny thing is, I would have thought you and Kagura a great match – she was beautiful, powerful - and youkai - which I am most certainly not. You were always so adamant about racial purity..." she trailed off with a small smile, trying to lighten the mood.
"Perhaps. But as time passed, even I could not deny that the blood being mixed between human and demon could indeed, produce very powerful pups. Though I disdained my brother at that time, he proved his strength," he said slowly. "And his mother was merely human with no strength of her own save a strong will and determination. You... and I, are an entirely different story."
Blushing at his intimation of pups created between them being even more powerful, Kagome couldn't help the thoughts that crossed her mind, and a surge of arousal caught her off-guard. 'What a tantalizing thought...'
She ducked her head shyly at his knowing expression even as a low growl vibrated the air around them. "You tread on dangerous ground, Kagome, smelling so delightful," he almost whispered. "I am afraid I am going to rush you through your dinner, now. I have waited for centuries with no hope, and now that hope has been restored to me, I have lost all patience. Apparently, I am capable of maintaining only one virtue at a time." His voice was amused, but he quickly noted that she was not paying attention to his attempt to make a small joke.
A surge of emotion washed over her, and she nodded at his first, serious sentiment, not speaking – there was no need. They both knew what would happen just a little later... it had, after all, been a long time coming.
"Tell me, Kagome," he said after a moment, attempting to pull them both away from the sexual precipice they were balancing on, at least temporarily, "when did your feelings for me change? For I know that your heart at one time belonged to my brother."
A low chuckle met his ears at that question. "Yes... in the beginning of our quest, it did. But I wasn't willing to be a stand-in for Kikyou. By the time we defeated Naraku, I'd long since given up on him. By that time, I was already... in love with you," she said softly, a bit embarrassed to be saying it aloud – it was, after all, the very first time she'd ever done so. "I can't say when I began to have feelings for you, because it happened gradually. But I can tell you when I realized it."
He nodded, his expression intrigued.
"It was when Sango told me what happened when you fought Magatsuhi-" she broke off as the waiter appeared with their dinner, waiting for him to finish and leave before continuing, "-and regained your arm. You protected everyone... while still being stubborn and not admitting it," she laughed softly. "It was such a you move... and it occurred to me than that you'd been doing the same thing for some time. Suddenly, I knew what the softening in my heart was towards you. I've never looked back – or at another in the same way, either. I just couldn't."
He watched her with darkened eyes, passion simmering just below the surface, but knew he needed to steer the conversation someplace neutral for now, and so... "I find myself needing to know, Kagome – how are you still alive?" he asked, unable to just accept her presence without some kind of answer as to how it was possible.
A wide, open smile caused him to inhale sharply at the sheer joy in the expression as she answered his query.
"I was born on the shrine that my family has tended for centuries – Higurashi shrine. There is an ancient well on its grounds, called the Bone Eaters well... when I was fifteen, I was pulled into that well by Mistress Centipede – she was after the Shikon no Tama, which was buried in my side." She paused to take a bite of her steamed eel, savoring it, then continued. "When I landed at the bottom of the well, I was in your era. The jewel, it turns out, enabled the well to function as a time portal. That's why, once the Tama was gone, I was pulled back home – to the era I was born in."
He was staring at her, his food completely forgotten as he took in her words. "Extraordinary," he breathed, focused solely on her. "You traveled through time..." he trailed off as he watched her blushing countenance for a moment.
"You came through time to teach me to love you... it was not for the Shikon no Tama's sake at all, Kagome, and no one will ever be able to convince me otherwise. You were born for me... and I was born for you."
Yes, I just did – I hijacked a canon Inuyasha/Kagome moment, and turned it into a Sesshoumaru/Kagome moment, instead. Bad me. Don't get me wrong, I still love Inu/Kags - a lot - but the end fit with those words just perfectly, so I borrowed them.
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