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Frustration of the Sexual Persuasion

Written By: Yabou

Edited By: Wiccan

Parts 15 – 20: Gravity Means Down (Edited Version)

Part Fifteen: In Which A Death Threat Is Made

"So, um, do you want me to meet you somewhere?" Kagome questioned nervously, putting her bag on her shoulder and preparing to walk to her car.

Sesshoumaru raised an eyebrow. "Is that not acceptable?"

Kagome blushed. 'Damn it all! Now I missed what he said.' "I'm sorry, Konton-sama. I was distracted. Could you repeat what you said, please?"

"Very well," he replied. "I merely stated that I usually enjoy the walk and inquired if you would like to join me."

"Oh." She could feel the heat of her blush working its way further and further away from her face, until it covered her chest as well. "Um, sure," she gave him a weary smile. "That sounds great. Just let me go drop my stuff in the car first."

Sesshoumaru nodded and politely followed her over to the sedan, watching as she placed her personal items inside, then turned back to him with a slightly forced smile.

Kagome remained silent, shutting and locking her car door.


She looked up to see Sesshoumaru's outstretched hand. "Huh?"

"Your keys," he stated, stretching out his hand again.

"Thanks," she mumbled, placing the small objects in his hand only to have it close over her fingertips as well.

"There is no need," he replied, his pupils dilating.

"Right," she continued, giving her hand a small tug. "Well, let's go."

He stared at her, his appearance thoughtful, and refused to let go of her hand. Looking around the dimly lit parking garage, he cursed aloud. "What did that idiot hanyou wish for?"

Kagome frowned. "Hanyou?"

Sesshoumaru began to nod but stopped abruptly as he turned his gazed back toward her. "I have missed you, Kagome."

The woman looked at him in shock.

Before she could finish her thoughts of damnation, they were pushed aside by the feeling of his lips pressed against hers. She reveled in the feel of his arms, pulling her body against his, as he spread kisses over the length of her neck. Moaning, she threaded her hands through his hair, urging him forward. "Sesshoumaru."

"Kagome," he whispered in return – his voice sending shivers down her spine that stirred a heat she had believed to be impossible.

When his hand cupped her breast, she fell into shock. Jumping away from him, she screeched. "What do you think you're doing? You can't be so on-again, off-again, Sesshoumaru! You either want me, or you don't, and you had better decide because I can't take it!" Continuing her angry tirade, she stomped to the other side of her car, slamming the door after she climbed in.

Sesshoumaru watched her car whip out of the car park at break-neck speeds and only one thought crossed his mind. Well, really, it was more like two, but they were in direct succession, voiced in an ominous growl. "Inuyasha, what have you done? This Sesshoumaru will have your death by his hands."

Part Sixteen: The Heroine Falls

"Mom," Kagome sighed, taking a deep swallow of the tea in front of her. "I don't know what to do."

"What's wrong, Kagome?" her mother asked, patting her hand sympathetically. "You look tired. Are you sick?"

The younger woman smiled and gave a sardonic laugh. "No, just sleepy. I haven't been able to sleep much."

"Kagome," her mother frowned. "You work too hard."

Again she laughed. "It doesn't have to do with work. Well, not really. I'm just so confused."

"Is it a man?"

Kagome nodded, swallowing another gulp of tea. Her mother's tea was one of her three basic comfort foods. "Yeah, well, you see. There's this guy at work, and I think… I think I may really be falling for him, but I'm not sure if he really likes me too, or if he's just using me…"

"Kagome," her mother smiled at her as she put her head down on the table. "Let me tell you a story. A few years ago there was a man who loved a woman so much that he was willing to sacrifice his own happiness for hers. He watched from a distance as the woman he loved more than anyone else fell in love, got married, and moved away from him to be with another man."

Kagome sighed. "Mom this isn't-"

"Just wait," the older woman replied, holding up a hand to silence her daughter. "You see, the man she fell in love with was his own brother and he was completely devastated. Now, this man came to me with tears in his eyes, asking me what he could do. He wanted to know how to keep his heart from aching.

"What you probably don't know is that the woman also loved him very much in return, but she came to realize something he did not. This woman was a reminder to him of someone he had fallen in love with before her and, while he did love her in her own right, the woman knew that there would always be a thin line of doubt between them. She would never know if it was his love for her, or his previous lover, that held him to her. She knew that he would always wonder the same in return, because even he could not be sure.

"So, the woman moved on, and the man promised to do so as well, however, she fell in love first. She managed to claim the heart of one of the darkest beings I have ever known and they were married. Now, the man's heart was shattered because, while he had promised to move on, he had not. His heart still called for hers and, in a rage one night, he went to her and cursed her, refusing to have anything else to do with her or his brother."

Kagome gasped. "How could he do something like that when they each promised to move on?"

The older woman gave her a sad smile. "It was a mistake, but he did not see how wrong he was until a few years later."

"How did he fix it?" she wondered.

Her mother laughed. "He made a wish, Kagome. He wished that you would be happy. A selfless wish, one he believed would have no benefit to him. He wanted you to be happy with Sesshoumaru. But, that's not the way it worked, is it?"

Kagome gasped, her eyes beginning to water, as the memories flooded back to her with a vengeance.

"I can't believe you love him!" He yelled.

"Inuyasha," she cried out. "Please, don't do this. Don't make me choose!"

"Why?" he whispered vehemently. "Are you going to pick him, Kagome? Are you going to push me out of your life? Don't you remember everything that I've done for you, bitch?"

"He is my mate, Inuyasha! Don't make me choose," she urged. "I love him."

"Inuyasha!" she cried. "Inuyasha wished for this?"

Her mother nodded. "He wants your forgiveness, Kagome."

Sobbing, she reached out to hug her mother. "I can't believe he thought he had to make a wish to get me to forgive him, stupid Inuyasha."

Part Seventeen: A Fist in the Face Is Better Than… Well, Actually, It Sucks

"Speak," Sesshoumaru growled as he held the hanyou against the wall. "Quickly. For I may not have the patience to hear you out."

"I wanted her to be happy!" Inuyasha gasped. "I wished it!"

"Of course," Sesshoumaru sneered. "You had to make a wish on your precious Shikon. You could not leave her in peace."

"I just wanted to apologize!" Inuyasha choked, as the full-youkai forced his head against the wall again. "Damn it, Sesshoumaru, you know I'm not good with words! I had to show her that I was sorry!"

"And you thought to do that by making me forget my own mate. Hanyou, you are asking for death!"

"No... fuck... Sesshoumaru, I didn't know that would happen! I just wished that she could be happy with you!"

Sesshoumaru paused. "You included this Sesshoumaru in your wish?"

"Yeah," Inuyasha rubbed his abused throat after his brother released him.

"And you did not foresee the damage you would cause?"

Inuyasha grunted. "Can't you see it's better this way? Now she's got you and her family and friends. The best of both worlds in one. No sacrifices."

Sesshoumaru gave him a piercing look. "She does not remember."

Inuyasha shrugged. "Then you'll just have to make her love you again. I've seen the way she looks at you. She'll get it all back soon enough."

Nodding, the youkai put out his hand. "Come, let us prepare."

"What?" He stared back in confusion. "What do you want me to do?"

Sesshoumaru gave the slightest hint of a smirk. "You have ruptured my past, therefore, you will help me resolve the problem of my future."

Rolling his eyes, Inuyasha translated. "You broke it. You fix it. Yeah, yeah, yeah."

Part Eighteen: The Idiot's Guide to Seducing Your Seducer

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Kagome sighed, shaking the dazed look out of her eyes and moved to answer the door. She had attempted to visit Sesshoumaru earlier, but he hadn't been at the office or in his apartment. Only Inuyasha and Rin had been up there, both looking slightly… disheveled. 'Don't think about that too much, girl.' So, she had banished herself to her own apartment to bemoan the troubles of her love life in peace. 'Come to think of it… I forgot to tell them that I remembered… but they were so… preoccupied… Eh, stop thinking about it!' "Yes?"

"Put this on," Sesshoumaru stated, placing a garment bag in her arms.

"Oh, Sesshoumaru!" she squeaked, feeling a blush rise to her cheeks again, almost moving to give him a hug, but quickly reining in that impulse.

He gave her a bored look. "This Sesshoumaru does not wish to repeat himself."

Kagome frowned. "Hey, you can't just-"

"Kagome," he gazed down at her with a softer look in his eyes.

Taking a step back and turning the fiercest shade of red, Kagome grasped the bag and hurried for her room.

No more than twenty minutes later, Kagome found herself standing inside of Sesshoumaru's apartment, clothed in a very flattering evening gown, staring at the most romantic scene she could ever imagine. The lights had been dimmed, the balcony curtains drawn back so that the Tokyo skyline sprawled out before them, splendidly.

She forced herself to take deep even breaths when he placed his hand in the small of her back and led her to one of the two chairs in front of a small, intimate table. Looking down at the food, she frowned. "This is… this is… our wedding meal?' Her mouth fell open in a silent gasp.

Shyly, she chanced a glance to see him looking at her with what could only be described as smoldering passion. "Sesshoumaru," she whispered. "I'm not hungry."

A slight crease marred his otherwise perfect brow. "Have you eaten?"

Moving to his side, she dropped into his lap and wound her arms around his neck. "No, but we can eat later," she reasoned, pulling his head down and crushing her body against his. Tears ran down her cheeks when he responded to her kiss. "Kami, I've missed you, koibito."

Sesshoumaru pulled back and frowned at her. "You remember?"

She smiled. "Since this afternoon."

Releasing the smallest sigh, he kissed her again. "I believe you enjoy thwarting my plans at every turn."

"Ah, and what have I ruined, mate?" She giggled as he worked his way down her neck.

Closing his eyes, he allowed the scent of her to surround him. "An evening of seduction, surely."

"Mmm," she moaned breathlessly. "Then I shall forget again so that I might have it anyway."

Part Nineteen: And the Prince Caught Her

"Mama, please don't cry." Kagome smiled and gave the woman another hug.

Wiping the tears out of her eyes, her mother laughed and returned the hug. "I can't help it. I missed your first wedding. I'm just so glad that I get to be here for this one. I'll never have to lose you like I did before."

"Oh, Mama," Kagome laughed, even as she began to cry. "My makeup is going to run."

"Come on, honey. It's time for you to get married."

Kagome smiled as she gripped her mother's hand, allowing her to lead her toward the porch of the shrine where her once, and future, husband awaited her.

He stood in front of her, as magnificent as always, wearing a replica of the white kimono that he had been so fond of in the past. It was odd to see him, the Demon Lord of the Western Lands, looking so at home in the present day surroundings; then again, he had always been in control… where ever he was.

It was one of the things she loved the most about him - his ability to make her feel safe and protected, no matter the situation. She always found comfort in his arms.

"Um, Kagome?" A nervous man appeared at her side.

"Inuyasha?" she questioned, then smiled. "I'm glad you came.

He sighed. "You forgive me?"

She shook her head at his antics. "How could I not, Inuyasha? Just look at what you've given me." She looked to her mother and then back to her mate. "I could never have hoped for all of this before. I had to choose to stay with Sesshoumaru in the past before the jewel took my choice away. And now… now, I'll never have to be separated from either one of them ever again. You brought together my three worlds."

"Three?" he asked.

"Of course," she grasped his hands in her own. "I have my family, I have Sesshoumaru, and I have my friends."

"You mean… you want to see me again? After what I said?"

Kagome shook her head. "We sometimes say we things we don't mean when we're angry, Inuyasha. You should know this better than anyone." She glanced over at Sesshoumaru again. "The most I could wish for, now, is that you and Sesshoumaru might try to get along every once in a while."

"Keh," Inuyasha replied, crossing his arms over his chest.

Kagome laughed. "Well, who said life was perfect?"

"Kagome." Sesshoumaru stepped forward, holding out his hand. "It is time."

Turning toward Inuyasha one last time, she winked. "Say, Inuyasha, why don't you go sit with Rin? I'll see you after the ceremony."

"Hn." Sesshoumaru looked at his brother. "Keep your hands to yourself."

Part Twenty: Epilogue: Gravity

"And, why did you think that putting bubbles in the fountain would be a good idea?" she questioned the threesome.

Bishou pouted, her deep blue eyes beginning to show signs of tearing up as she tugged on a lock of her silver hair. "It was Meitou's idea! He said it would be pretty!"

Kagome sighed at her nine year old son. "Meitou, what have I told you about influencing your brother and sister?"

"I didn't make them do anything, Mama!" Meitou objected, white inu ears twitching furiously on top of his head, as he tried to use his watery, golden puppy eyes to his advantage.

"Meitou," she scolded. "You know they listen to what you tell them. Your sister is only three and your brother is six. They will do whatever you tell them to!"

Hokori scowled. "I don't do everything he tells me to!"

"Ah," Kagome turned to her middle child. "Then why did you tie Jaken-sama to the roof of the car?" she questioned, brushing the black hair out of his face and wiping the dirt away from his amber eyes.

He gave her his most innocent look, black inu ears twisting toward the doorway. "He wanted to go for a ride!"

Kagome resisted the urge to giggle furiously and hid her smile behind a carefully placed hand. "It wasn't nice, Hokori. You shouldn't do things like that to Jaken-sama. He's a very old demon. He can't take that much excitement anymore!"

Bishou, distracted from the punishment by the arrival of her father, squealed and clutched his leg. "Daddy!"

Lifting the girl, Sesshoumaru tucked her hair behind one of her slightly pointed ears. "What have my children destroyed today?"

Kagome smiled and placed a kiss on his cheek. "Meitou convinced Hokori and Bishou that it would be a good idea to flood the front yard with bubbles."

Sesshoumaru's lip twitched upward. "Meitou, as the Western heir, it is important that you be a good example to your sister and brother."

"Yes, Father," Meitou sighed, looking at the ground in defeat.

Sesshoumaru nodded once. "Now, go release Jaken from the upstairs closet."

Kagome's eyes widened as she gave her children an exasperated look.

As the children moved to leave, Sesshoumaru gave one last command. "And release him from the gag."

"Yes, Father," three voices replied in a defeated tone as they went up the stairs.

Leaning into her husband's arms, Kagome kissed him and felt her toes begin to curl. "I missed you."

"As did I," he responded.

"I love you," she whispered.

"Forever," he returned, sweeping her into his embrace.

"Sesshoumaru, what's wrong with you?" she asked, moving to his side and placing her hand against his forehead.

"I no longer know what ails me," he answered. "Only that you are the cause."

She frowned. "I've made you sick these past months? I thought you were… I thought we…"

He gave a slight sigh. She never did make things easy. "This Sesshoumaru doubts himself for the first time in his life."

"What?" Kagome asked, moving away from him. "You… was it a mistake… to start seeing me? Do you regret… ?"

Wrapping her in his arms, he pulled her into his side. "Why can I no longer face the days without thought toward my visitations with you in the evenings? What is it that I feel for you that won't leave me be, even when we are together?"

"Sesshoumaru," she gasped. "Are you trying to say that you… that you love me?"

"Is that this emotion that has taken hold of me? Is that what humans hold as the definition of love? Kagome, I do not wish to be without you any longer. I wish… This Sesshoumaru wishes to be your mate."

Kagome smiled as tears rolled down her cheeks. "Can you promise to love me the way that I love you, Sesshoumaru?"

A/N: There ya go… the end of FOTSP. Fluffy and Lemony! - Yabou

Kissing her upon her confession, he pulled away and allowed her to sink into the warmth of his body as he whispered into her ear. "Forever."

"Well then," he sneered. "I guess you've already made your choice, haven't you?"