*passes out from shock*

Miroku: *fanning LL* What happened?

J0rge: This is the first fic that she's actually finished that counts, and she's having a hard time believing it.

Sesshy: Funny, I could have sworn it was the mass of hormones that this chapter is swimming in.

LL: *wakes up suddenly* Aww, is it bothering you?  I can fix that! *jumps Sesshy*

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Mouko: fierce tiger

Ikkitousen: matchless warrior


Something was tickling her ear.  Grumbling, a very sleepy Kagome swatted at it, only to find that her hand had been trapped by something warm, if a little prickly in places.  With a weary sigh, she rolled over to see what the trouble was.

Glaring into a pair of innocent (yea right) yellow eyes, she growled, "Let me go, or I'll bite off your fingers."

He chuckled seductively as he drew light circles on her fingers with his claws.  "Morning to you too, sunshine."

Kagome yawned and snuggled into her mate's chest.  "It's not morning," she informed him.  There was no way it was morning; they had just gone to sleep.  Last night had been a long one, what with their mating ceremony, and their extensive activities afterwards.

But… "I beg to differ," Sesshoumaru said, amused, "It is morning.  Very late morning in fact."

Kagome looked towards the window, and sure enough, the sun was shining merrily just outside.  She flicked it off and buried herself under the blankets, wrapping her arms around the demon's torso.  "That doesn't mean that we have to get up."

"Who said anything about getting up?" he asked mildly in between nibbling on her neck.  "We can have our food brought to us, and live quite happily right here."  He nipped her earlobe, causing Kagome to squeak.

"Don't be silly," she laughed, "If we stayed here, we'd end up getting fat and lazy."  Her eyes glinted mischievously as she looked up at him.  "We wouldn't want that would we?"

Sesshoumaru pinned her underneath him and grinned wickedly, "I doubt we have to worry about that; this is very good exercise."

Kagome grinned and kissed him, tangling her fingers in his hair.

"Oi!"  The shout, accompanied by an obnoxious knock startled both of them.  "You two can't still be asleep.  So hurry up and get dressed, because I'm giving you thirty seconds before I'm coming in."

Kagome whined, "Omura-san…"

"I told you we shouldn't have invited him," Sesshoumaru whispered to her as he rose and helped her up.  Kagome pouted while Sesshoumaru began to dress, but slipped on a yukata anyway.

Outside, Omura said, "Hurry up!  I've got a present for you!"

"You think he could have waited," Kagome grumbled.  Sesshoumaru smirked at her.  The woman poked him in the ribs, hitting a ticklish spot and causing him to double over.  "That's what you get for being a smug SOB," the woman told him as she tied her obi and turned towards the door huffily.  But before she could get more than a few steps, the demon lord caught her wrist and kissed her thoroughly.

When he released her, he breathed into her ear, "You know, we don't have to meet him."

Kagome shivered at the heat in his voice and in his eyes.  "Perhaps," she replied mischievously, "But I wouldn't put it past him to stay true to his word…"  The woman trailed off and eyed the hidden door to what was technically her room.  "Hmm, do you think he'll follow us into there?"

The demon lord followed her gaze and smirked as he caught on.  Silently, they slipped through the door.


Sesshoumaru watched as Omura faded away into a speck in the distance and then disappeared altogether.  As he had expected, his best friend hadn't been at all angered by their disappearing act, in fact, he had rather amused when he and Kagome had appeared a few hours later (it would have been later, but Kagome had insisted, and had more than made up for it that night).  But the green-haired demon's actions only confirmed what he had suspected (well, ok, what he knew), that Omura had only been trying to annoy them in the first place.  And the fact that he had done the same thing only this morning for no apparent reason was a pretty good clue to.

The western lord then turned to his mate.  She was alternatively playing with the black kitten, who had been dubbed Mouko, and cooing over the dragon's egg that Omura had given them.  Sesshoumaru snorted inwardly, only Kagome could possibly think that a dragon's egg was cute.  Then, as if she sensed him looking at her, she glanced up and smiled brightly at him.  She was getting better at things like that, he had noticed.  She was stronger as well, but the only reason for such changes that he could think of was her recent transformation.

His mate stood and stretched lazily, looking off into the direction that Omura had gone.  With a small contented sigh, she rested her head on his shoulder, and he slipped an arm around her waist.  Sesshoumaru didn't bother to puzzle over the action, though it wasn't something that he would normally do.  Kagome liked it, and he usually got something for it later, as he was finding out much to his delight.  Besides, it felt … nice.

"It's going to be fun having a baby dragon," Kagome said suddenly.  The demon grunted in response; he didn't really feel like talking, but he didn't want Kagome to be quiet either.  "And all that stuff that he got us … I think Jaken gave him some hints though, Omura did mention something about talking to him."  Sesshoumaru stiffened, when did this conversation take place?  "I'm sorry that he had to go, Omura is so sweet."

"I'm not," Sesshoumaru growled.

Kagome turned to face him, her eyes twinkling with laughter.  "You're jealous," she stated.

"I'm not," he retorted.

She wrapped her arms around his chest and toyed with his hair as she looked up at him, "You are.  Don't worry, Fluffy, you're much yummier than Omura-san.  I'm all yours."  She pulled down the edge of her kimono, revealing the mark that he had put there.  He looked at her for a moment, searching her face.

Finally, he smiled, "Yes, you are mine.  But…"  He trailed off as Shippou and Rin bounded into view, chased by Jaken who was waving his staff at them.  Kagome knelt to greet the kids, whispering something in their ear.  They glanced at one another and turned to grin at Jaken.  The toad took one look at the two and ran, the kids closely following.

Kagome turned back to him, hands on hips, "But…?"

He procured a small dagger from his sleeve and handed it to her.  She took it, puzzled. "Am I not yours as well?"

Her eyes widened, "You want me to…?"  Sesshoumaru nodded.  "Is that normal, for females to mark their mates?"

It was times like these that Kagome's intelligence bothered him.  "It's not unheard of," he replied carefully, "but it isn't a common practice."

"Oh."  Kagome twirled the blade in her fingers absently while she studied the ground.  Sesshoumaru didn't push her, this was something that she needed to decide on her own.  Finally, she drew in a breath, "But, umm…"

"You won't hurt me," he assured her quickly.

"That's not it," she said, "I don't know what to put."

He chuckled, but inwardly, a huge wave of relief swept over him.  "Whatever you wish."  Kagome thought about this for a moment, then nodded.  Carefully, she parted his kimono and with a few quick strokes, carved an English 'K' just below his collarbone.

Pressing her lips to the mark, she whispered, "Mine."


Several years later:

"Oh sweetie, he's beautiful!"  Kagome looked down at the sleeping baby in her arms.  His tiny white tail curled around her wrist contentedly.  The woman smiled at her son as he yawned and blinked awake.  Ikkitousen had a knack for telling when he was being fawned over.  After seeking out Sesshoumaru, who was standing behind her, he allowed his big blue eyes to wander to her mother.

"Look, Tousen-chan, that's your grandma.  And there's Uncle Souta."

"Hey!  That makes me sound old," Souta protested, leaning over to look at his new nephew.  Kagome watched him from lowered lids; he was nearly taller than she was!  Surely it hadn't been that long since they had last visited.

"You want to hold him Mom?" Kagome asked when she saw the other woman's fingers twitch.

"Oh, if you don't mind dear," her mother said nonchalantly.  Kagome laughed and held the boy out for her to take.

"Umm, Sesshou," Kagome said when she noticed her furry bracelet, "Your son has attached himself to me … again."  The demon smirked and leaned over to pry the child's tail from his mate's wrist.  "Remind you of something," Kagome whispered to him, tugging a strand of his silver hair.  He smirked again, slipping an arm around her waist and nipping her ear.  She shot him a 'not now' look, but it came out a little less stern than she had hoped.

They turned back to her mother, who was cooing over her very smug grandson.  "Oh honey!  He's just so sweet!  And he looks just like you, Sesshoumaru!"

"She can tell?" he whispered to Kagome, who shrugged.

"Umm, mom, you know we can't stay for too long right?  We have to meet with some of Sesshou's allies."  Her mother nodded.  "When we have time, we'll come back and stay for a few days."

Sesshoumaru added, "Kagome would stay, but she has to come and make sure that I don't look at the wrong person the wrong way."

"And it's a good thing that I do," the woman retorted, "If I wasn't there, then we'd be in a war all of the time, instead of only 92 percent of the time."

"Well it's a good thing I have you around then isn't it?" he replied in such a way that it took Kagome a few moments to realize that he was complimenting her.


It would have been an odd sight to say the least; a woman who looked not quite human and not quite youkai carrying a demon baby and a fully-grown demon emerging from an old well in the middle of a forest.  They didn't linger, but rose into the air together, headed west.  Neither of them noticed the flash of red as a pair of golden eyes sadly watched them go.

"Hey Sesshou?  When we get old, will we still sleep together?"

"I hope so."

"Not like that!  I mean … are we still going to like each other enough to sleep in the same bed?"

"Of course."


"I promise."

LL: *rubbing her head with teary eyes* Oww… you hit me!

Sesshy: You were trying to rape me!

Miroku: *pouts* How come she never tries to do that to me?

B0b: Do you really need to ask that?

A/N: I'm going to take a break before I start on 'Broken'.  I'm not going to stop writing, but I'm a little burned out on this fic, so since I don't want the sequel to be crappy, I'm going to work on some other stuff for a while.  If you want to be notified of my updates, send an e-mail to ellycian-subscribe@yahoogroups.com or if that doesn't work, e-mail me directly at mauriemulo1308@yahoo.com.  Love you all! ~Landlady of the Universe