Chapter 3

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Kagome stopped counting and raised her eyes from her homework just in time to see a red-haired blur attach itself to her leg, sobbing dramatically, and eyes bright with tears. “Inuyasha stole my sucker!” He wailed, pointing towards the half-demon on the other side of the fire. Kagome blinked again, trying to refocus on the world around her that didn’t involve aggravating math questions. ‘And who said parenting was a joy?’ she thought to herself, annoyed despite her love for the little fox. Exasperated, she raised her eyes to pin an accusing glare on Inuyasha. Sure enough, there was the white stick of the lollipop, sticking out of his mouth. Inuyasha went for the innocent look and when he say that she would have none of it, he glared at her and snorted as if it were all her fault.

“Keh, I didn’t steal it! And I wouldn’t need to if you just brought more of them.” He said, sitting down and crossing his arms over his chest. Kagome opened her mouth to ‘sit’ him, fully intending to give him a mouthful of dirt when a brilliant idea struck her. Kagome closed her mouth and looked at him, eyes suddenly bright. Who said she couldn’t be manipulative? Too sweet to take advantage? Ha!

“Oh Inuyasha, you’re so right!” Inuyasha and the others stared at her in surprise, it wasn’t every day they saw her agree with Inuyasha’s more idiotic excuses. “I should bring more candy for you two to share; it’s not fair that I only bring it for Shippo.” Looking around as she paused dramatically, she saw that Miroku had caught on to her scheme and he gave her a friendly wink. Inuyasha puffed up under the praise, oblivious to the under currents.

“Damn right I’m right.” He said arrogantly.

“In fact,” Kagome continued, “I think I’ll go now. We’re not too far from the well after all.” Inuyasha, suddenly realized the conversation was not going where he wanted it to go and was about to start protesting when Miroku cut him off.

“Inuyasha, you are indeed clever to figure out a way to solve this problem. Getting her to simply bring more was an excellent idea.” Inuyasha paused in light of this new praise and began to say something again. However, Sango, who had not been paying any attention to the conversation, save hearing Miroku praise Inuyasha and Kagome’s trip home, felt it was best to help.

“It’s a brilliant idea, Inuyasha. I wish Miroku was that smart.” She said, still a little sore over last night.

Miroku flushed and started trying to appease Sango while Inuyasha, not willing to deny their praise, huffed and asked. “Fine, when are ya gettin’ back then?”

Kagome grinned at her friends and swung her almost empty bag onto her shoulders. “Tomorrow afternoon at the latest, m’kay? See ya later guys.” With one last conspirator’s wink at Miroku and Sango, she turned and headed towards the well, humming to herself, mentally patting herself on the back for her quick thinking.

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Sesshomaru watched the miko move through the woods. He had decided that he wanted one of those writings for himself and so far, it seemed that the woman was the only person in all of Japan that owned them. ‘Did she write them?’ He wondered briefly, but dismissed the idea when he watched the miko trip over a root and fall on her face. She simply was not coordinated enough to write an elaborate story, which left the idea she knew someone who was. He slipped through the trees, easily keeping out of sight. Finally she stopped to take a rest at an old well and he chose this time to slip into view, moving towards her. But just as he reached her, she slipped over the side of the well and disappeared. Shocked, Sesshomaru peered inside, expecting to see her crumpled at the bottom, or covered in mud at the least. She was gone. Curious, Sesshomaru jumped through the well and landed neatly at the bottom. He looked back up at the darkening sky and jumped out.

He looked around and then spotted a pink article of clothing on the ground. His mind thinking quickly, he snatched it up and tried it again, this time falling into time itself and being surrounded with blue light that sparkled with magic. A faint brush of holy magic brushed like electricity against his skin and his feet touched the ground. When then light faded away he jumped out of the well and looked around at the wooden building he was in. Cautiously, he slid the door open and flinched as the smell of decay and chemicals assaulted his nose. Favoring Kagome’s scent over the one of her world, he followed it to a house where he could hear humans talking and laughing and light spilling out into the yard. He looked up at an open window where Kagome’s aroma drifted out into the night.

He jumped up and crept down into the room, careful not to make a sound and looked around, wondering if all humans collected this much useless junk. Then he spotted a familiar blue book, bent down to pick it up and found just what he was looking for. Content with his find, he threw the pink garment into the corner and settled down to wait for the miko to return to her bed.

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It took more time that Kagome thought, to get to the well, and arrive home and as such, she was too late to enjoy dinner with everyone. However, her mother informed her it would be no trouble to take up some left-overs for her later. Kagome thanked her and took her time, talking and laughing with her family as she made her way upstairs. Yawning, she threw her clothes in the washer, turned it on, and shuffled her way towards her room, happily thinking of sleeping in a bed. She opened the door and fished for the lights.

“Do you enjoy reading these books?”

Kagome screamed and tripped backwards onto her butt, gaping at the image of Sesshomaru sitting cross-legged on her bedroom floor, reading a book. Kagome gasped, rubbed her eyes and looked again. He was still there.

“Kagome?” her mother’s worried voice drifted up the stairs. “Kagome, is everything alright?” Kagome leaped up, and stuck her head out into the hallway.

“Yea, everything’s fine mom, it was just a...a...a spider! I killed it though, so don’t worry.” When her mom’s belief was announced, she spun around, shut the door behind her a little too harshly, and gave the demon lord and terrified look. “What the hell are you doing in my house?!” she asked, her voice a strangled half whisper. She looked down at the book he was holding. “You’re reading my romances? Again!?” Sesshomaru finally looked up at her with a bored look.

“Why is it you have so many of these books? Do you find that you need...extra help?” He asked, tossing the book in a small pile next to him and reaching for another book on her small self. It took a few seconds for Kagome to figure out what he was implying and when it finally got into her brain what he meant she gave a shriek and snatched the book out of his hands, glaring at him.

“I...I mean...you...NO! No, I don’t use these books to...to...to get off on! I’ve never even...I mean, Dammit I’m still a virgin okay?!”

There was an acute silence in the room after her less than gracefully statement. Kagome stared at the Demon Lord who was currently looking up at her with an odd expression on his face, blushing like crazy wondering ‘Did I just tell Sesshomaru I’ve never slept with anyone before?...Damn, I did, didn’t I.”

“You dress like a whore.” Sesshomaru said finally, eyeing her skirt. Kagome huffed and started picking up the books he had thrown onto the flow. “This is a uniform, thank you very much. Lots of girls here wear them. If I was a whore, it would be a lot shorter.” She said telling herself if she hit him, she’d most likely die from him and if she kept thinking about how his lips felt she was going to die of embarrassment. She looked up from her bookshelf to his face and waited. Sesshomaru was looking at her skirt as if trying to imagine that it could indeed be shorter than it was now, which seemed somewhat impossible. When he had finished his thoughts, he looked back up at her and stood up. Not wanting to feel any smaller than she already was, Kagome shot to her feet, realized she was a little too close, and jumped back. This motion caused her to lose her balance and fall back onto the bed. When the world had stopped spinning she looked up at Sesshomaru, who looked like he might want to laugh, though it was hard to tell since this was Sesshomaru. Kagome huffed again and scooted back on her bed to look at him.

“Just...just tell me what you’re doing here, ok?” she said, hating to feel like she was being laughed at. Sesshomaru moved towards her and settled himself on the other side of the bed. Kagome felt a little jealous at how smoothly he moved but pushed it away in favour of listening to him.

“I came for one of your writings, Miko. I want one for myself and I followed you here to get one.” He said, thumbing through the book he held in his hands.

“You can have that one if you want.” Kagome said, shaking her head at how strange this all was. “It’s about ancient Japan, so you might find something in common with it.” Kagome grinned at the idea of Sesshomaru wooing a girl, remembered her bold move yesterday, and turned a bright shade of pink. Sesshomaru looked up at her and noticed the state of her face, smirking.

“Something on your mind, Miko?” He asked, knowing full well what she was thinking about. “Perhaps you are imagining yourself in this book.”

Kagome glared at him and turned away. When she felt she had gotten control of her emotions she turned and let out another soft shriek of surprise. Sesshomaru had moved until he was barely an inch away from her, his smirk even more prominent at her discomfort. “Do you want to finish were we left off, Miko? Maybe try something new?” He asked, watching with satisfaction as the color in her cheeks rose. Kagome glared up at him.

“Hm, last night was a mistake. I shouldn’t have done that ok? Just, stop making fun of me for it, ok?” she snapped, ducking her head in embarrassment. Sesshomaru hooked a finger under her chin and forced her to look up at him.

“Why do you think it was a mistake?” He asked, leaning closer. Kagome gulped and focused on his lips which once again were very close to hers. Kagome mumbled something, trying to resist leaning in. Hell, she was only human and he was the most gorgeous thing she had ever seen. The clock ticked and it seemed that he would finally finish it, when a knock at the door broke the spell. There was a white flash and Sesshomaru was gone, leaving the curtains swaying at the speed of his exit. Kagome’s mother opened the door with her tray and smiled at her. Kagome mumbled something to her mother and tried to get her brain to function. By the time she was thinking properly, her mother had gone and she was alone in her room. She looked outside and the door to the well house was open. He had returned it seemed. Kagome sighed, it was best this way. He should be kissing her and she should be wanting him to. True, he had been acting weird but...it would never work out.

She stifled another sigh and tucked herself in, closing her eyes. Before her brain finally shut off for the night she wondered what he planned to do with his new book.

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Sesshomaru, jumped easily out of the well and towards his camp. He berated himself for that last moment of weakness. He had no excuse for it this time, getting that close to a human and a miko no less. He was not frenzied from the...reading, so he had no explanation for letting things get as far as they did. He had gone for the writing, not to...to...kiss her again! He growled at himself, agitated. Why was he agitated? He calmed and took a long look at his emotions. He should not be agitated. Angry, furious, not tense and restless. He stopped his edgy movements and ran a clawed hand through his hair, letting the feeling sooth him until the stress disappeared. He could think calmly 

now. He straighten and looked down at the book he had dropped. Picking it up, he started walking again, this time slower and more refined. The solution was simple. He would just have to avoid the miko. He no longer needed her, he had his book. He would erase the kiss from memory and forget that he had even gotten close enough to touch her, let alone kiss her. He gave a elegant snort of incredulity and moved into the shadows.

Some things, however, never go according to plan.

THE END

A/N: I will not be adding any more chapters to this. This is the last one for this story, so I hoped you enjoyed all three chapters and thank you to everyone who reviewed; it was nice to hear your advice.