My Fair Kagome...Will You Ever Be Mine?

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What’s this? What’s this?! A new chapter?! Hounto ni?

Whoo!! Another chapter!! Be sure to read the commentary at the end of the fanfic, I posted the dictionary and two humorous poems that my friend created.

WARNING!! MAY CONTAIN SEXUAL CONTENT AND REFERENCES IN THIS CHAPTER!! IF YOU ARE UNDERAGE…LOOK ELSEWHERE BUT THIS FANFIC!! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!! I MEAN IT!! LOOK AWAY IF YOU ARE NOT INTO THIS!!

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As we left off on our last chapter with Sesshoumaru pursuing to make amends with Kagome. Our feisty female was off to her room in a fury at the arrogance a male could possess. It’s a shame isn’t it? It looks like we’ll never see the end with the two of them being together. But fear not! For the Fates have something planned for the two of them.

Kagome was in an outrage, never before in her life had she been both so humiliated and embarrassed in her entire life. Sparks of her blue miko powers were flying everywhere, it would be unwise for any youkai to approach her now, or any male for that matter. That is unless said youkai didn’t mind endangering his life or his ability to reproduce.

Ah yes, poor sweet Kagome who had to endure our Sesshoumaru’s antics. Mayhap it was his way of showing his affection for her? Do not forget that Kagome-sama is a ningen and Sesshoumaru-sama is a youkai, both significantly ignorant of the others’ custom and culture.

Kagome stalked around her room like a wild animal that was untamed. Unsatisfied that her anger still lingered and too proud to cry, she conjured herself a bow and a quiver of arrows. Seething inside she drew her arrows and released them to hit the door, not caring if anyone so happened to open her door when the arrow would strike.

A satisfying thud on the door made by her arrow echoed in her room, and with it a part of her anger ebbed away. She repeatedly continued to do this, mentally conjuring that her targets were all three Feudal Lords being struck, until all what was left was our once happy Kagome and dents left by the arrows before they disintegrated.

Kagome did admit that all three lords were all equally attractive. She didn’t deny that all three of them were handsome. If anything, she wouldn’t have minded being marrie- mated to one of them. It was just their damn ego, pride and arrogance that repelled her. However, Lord Naraku was a different story. She still had yet to judge his character; he did however appear to be a gentleman. But like her mother had told her when she was younger: Do not judge a book by its cover.

Kagome frowned and decided to flop down on her bed. Where were her friends when she needed to confide in them? Damn Sango, she was probably whacking Miroku for groping her. Why couldn’t she be there to laugh at the sight instead of this damn dinner? The pain of being a princess was that there were too many responsibilities that one had to do.
Kagome stretched out onto the bed and yawned sleepily, as the days’ events consumed a tremendous amount of energy from her. The soft bird calls and the humming of the lulled her into a peaceful state of mind, and hers eyelids started to droop wearily. Deciding not to fight her body, she gave into its demands.

Now that we have Kagome settled into her tranquil slumber, let’s move onto Sesshoumaru shall we? Our inu youkai of this fairy tale was currently debating whether to see his female or not. He paced back and forth near Kagome’s closed bedroom door, where not too long ago Kagome had strung her arrows.

It wasn’t my fault! It was that bloody onna! Why did she have to be such a beautiful heiress? Why couldn’t she have turned out to be a plain and obedient female instead? You know, one of those sit at home wives’ who would fetch me a cup of sake when demanded? Wasn’t that the fashion nowadays? Then she would have no qualms if there was another female in the picture. Does she have a grudge from her past life with me?

In his mind’s eye, Sesshoumaru conjured an image of the tempting vixen and mentally throttled her. The Western heir sighed, HE was the one who was apparently at the wrong, HE was the one who had to apologize and it was HE who had to beg for forgiveness and at the moment it was HE who was ridiculously holding a bouquet of flowers pacing back and forth holding them. He just hoped to Kami-sama that the damn woman wouldn’t make him go on his knees and grovel before her. Worse yet, demand that he change into his true form and in his inu state, roll on his back and present his underside, signifying his surrender to her. Oh how the damn gods mock at him!! What did he do to merit such an invitation from the heavenly beings? Perhaps it was because he didn’t build a shrine to honor them? Was that it? Was that the damn bloody reason? If building a shrine in their name would appease them, then he’ll construct dozens of them!! He’ll build them himself…with his bare claws!!

Blasted woman…

Bloody miko…

Annoying wench…

Wretched hime…

Damned female…

Sesshoumaru attempted strongly to tame his anger, but thinking of Kagome only fueled his rage even more. There was no end to this. The Eastern heiress was not coming out of her room and he needed to patch things up with her.

Resolving to swallow his pride just this once, he decided to make amends. However, he didn’t want an arrow whizzing by him when he would swing open the door. The inu prince focused his hearing to the noise behind the opening, listening to any movement within the bed chamber. With his superior canine skills, he detected none save the gentle even breathing of Kagome.

The Western Lord’s son reached for the doorknob and flinched back due to his reflexes. The minx had placed a purifying aura around the door, thus effectively preventing him from entering. Now how in bloody blazes was he supposed to atone for his wrongdoings if she wouldn’t even hear him? He scoffed and left with a huff, deeming that it was madness to try to even talk to the female. Yes, what had gotten into him? He must slowly be commencing to lose his sanity. Reason with her indeed…

Kouga had retired to his own bedchamber not soon afterwards as the two spectacles left the center stage, leaving the whole dining area into a commotion. Kouga did however have to give Sesshoumaru credit for keeping such a stern face when his beloved Kagome threw the scalding hot beverage to where his crotch was. How did the inu accomplish such a feat? Mysteries beyond mysteries it was for the ookami. Kagome-chan was not one female to test her patience with…Nor Sesshoumaru for that matter. But it mattered not, Kagome would be his and everything would be solved. Kagome and him would produce and innumerable amount of offspring and yes, Kouga had to admit he would get turned on every time Kagome would bare her beautiful bountiful round breasts to nourish his pups. Yes, HIS pups, and he refused to get Kagome a wet nurse. Why get a wet nurse when he himself could suckle those pert nipples when his children were sedated? Just thinking of his future with Kagome sent a fire to his loins. Of course the downside would be that he would have to share his mate with their children, but her breasts would be fuller not only that, judging from what he knew of Kagome. She would strongly disagree and voice her opinions against such a thought. Yes, what he would do with that luscious body of hers…

The joy of pregnancies is that the female has such a succulent body that it’s impossible for the male to stop fucking her into frenzy until they were surrounded by the echoes of their fervent love making coming off the walls in their den…

Sweet bliss…

When Kouga finally came out of his reverie, it was already dark out. The crickets were already out chirping in chorus with each other. Kouga had spent all that valuable time dreaming instead of approaching his to-be-female and trying to woo her. Deciding to see his woman first thing tomorrow morning he fell into a blissful sleep.

Naraku too had retired after the impressive leaving scene preformed by the fair Lady Kagome. While Sesshoumaru had gone in search of said female, and Kouga was dreaming the different positions to when and where he could mate Kagome. He, Naraku was plotting…scheming on how to seduce Kagome. For if she were to no longer be a maiden, she would have to become his mate for fear of tarnishing and ruining her family honor. Perhaps, it was through this method that he could win the fair lady’s heart. Naraku laughed to himself at the seemingly indifferent look that the Western heir presented when the scalding hot liquid was thrown down. To be honest, no male could resist such heat, especially in that region where the heat would increase a tenfold.

Though Naraku’s façade showed the world that he needed no one, it was in truth the first time where he coveted such a female. A companionship with a female that he could not get too bored of easily, granted that Kagome had a temper. He, Naraku would revel at the thought of taming his woman. She was the first he had come across that had her own opinions and cared not if others thought her strange. He delighted at the thought of being the owner of such a mate to call as his own. With this in mind, the Southern Lord climbed into his bed dreaming of possible ways to possess his woman.

Now, my dear readers, by the process of elimination of all the suitors after our fair Kagome we are now left with the fearsome Sesshoumaru. Who as you can probably guess returned back to the vicinity of Kagome’s room and is now pacing in front of the doorway that belonged solely to Kagome-chan. But alas, that is not to be. He was not in fact walking to and fro; he was actually sitting down with his back leaning against the wall adjacent to the door dozing quietly. The bouquet of flowers he had previously held forgotten. He had deemed it was a fruitless thing to do to try to console her while in her current state of mind, he had decided to be the first to talk with her in the morning.

Even youkais need their sleep ne?

Just beyond the door of where Sesshoumaru was sleeping next to, Kagome’s body twisted and the bed sheets around her coiled around her body, like a python about to devour its prey, hair in disarray and her kimono confining her movement. Our formerly serene Kagome now was plagued by her dreams, no longer was it the dreams of her happier moments. But that of ones of fear…Her worst nightmare.

A wave of terror swept over Kagome Higurashi, snatching her breath instantly away. She begun to run the moment her eyes laid on the dark fearsome horse, knowing instinctively that it would pursue her. Relentlessly! It was both huge and terrifying!

An icy shiver slithered down her spine. Her midnight tresses tumbled wildly about her shoulders, as she pulled up her kimono high, baring her long slim legs, in a desperate attempt to escape from being trampled by the cruel hooves. Her lungs felt as if they would burst as she gasped for that just one more breath that would enable to bring and carry herself to safety. Her pulse hammered inside her eardrums, deafening her as she turned to look over her shoulder. Kagome’s eyes widened in horror and a scream was torn from her throat as she saw the black forelegs rise above her, and then helplessly she tumbled beneath the murderous black hooves.

A blood curling scream bounced off the walls in the hime’s room, yet she did not wake. She was still in the clutches of her horrendous dream. There was no escape for Kagome, locked forever more in her reverie. Kagome sobbed and mewls of discomfort escaped from her lips. Her cries slowly lessened as did her breathing due to her near strangulation committed by the bed sheets and her kimono restricting her intake of breath.

Sesshoumaru jolted awake when he heard the distressed calls from his aite. His instincts demanded to see what was troubling his precious. His rational side contemplated that the purifying aura was still up protecting its mistress. However, his illogical self cared not for all it knew was that its mate was in danger and he was needed. It mattered not if his female shunned him for the rest of his life, he could live with that, just not the cries of pain that came from her.

No longer caring if his image of indifference was ruined because of this incident he rammed himself through the door and forced himself through the purifying barrier.

Sesshoumaru was in intense pain, it felt like the miko’s protective shield was ripping him apart. He paid it no heed, his only objective was to reach his hime before it was too late. With his persistent efforts and blocking out the pain that was coursing through his entire body, he passed through the archway and stumbled through. Sesshoumaru landed onto his knees with his arms barely able to support his weight and gasped for air. His body was now completely numb; Kagome’s purification powers were much stronger than he gave them credit for.

Though Sesshoumaru was able to pass through the barrier, he did not think he would survive the encounter of physically holding Kagome. For at the moment, Kagome was engulfed in her priestess powers. Sparks of blue sizzled and crackled in the air which was being emitted from her body.

He both knew that if he were to advance in the direction of Kagome he had a very high risk of endangering his life. Sesshoumaru grew worried at the raspy inhalation on Kagome’s part; she had now nearly stopped breathing. It was to either jeopardize his own life or to imperil the woman he loved.

Realization stuck him hard. Love? Did he truly love this onna who could at any moment die on him? Did he love this impudent hime who just this evening threw her tea onto him and cause danger to his ability to have offspring and ruin all pleasure he would have when he fucks the opposite sex?

For him to brave the purification of her barrier that had nearly killed him, yes he did love her. By the gods he had fallen for this arrogant annoying vixen. It was too late to be saved from the charms of this woman who they dubbed as the Eastern heiress, Kagome.

He ran towards her, afraid that he was too late to save his beloved. His clawed hand reached out to hold her, but he jerked back his hand as it got scorched from the miko’s powers. He growled out his frustration and made another attempt but once again it was in vain. The formerly proud Sesshoumaru was now reduced to a pathetic heap who could not even comfort his distressed female.

“Kami-sama, onegai…Let me save this woman.” Sesshoumaru pleaded to the gods quietly.

As if the gods were actually there watching this scene unfold before their eyes, a curtain of rain had commenced to fall outside. They were weeping at the impossible task they had set out for Sesshoumaru to complete. If he were to fail, all would be lost; however if he were to past this difficult test perhaps a love between youkais and ningens would be born.

Sesshoumaru’s determination hardened and he stretched out his limb once more in hopes that he could be Kagome’s savior. Refusing to give into the pain, he held Kagome with one hand while his other went to work of shredding her bindings with his claws. Not too soon after he cut the bed sheets that had been hampering her breathing did he realized Kagome’s kimono was also limiting her intake of air. Without thinking he too destroyed that, not caring if she were to scream, rage and rant later on. At least he would know that she was safe….and alive.

Her purification powers were much stronger up close than it was when he surpassed her barrier, strongly due to the fact that he was much closer to her than before.

Sesshoumaru’s body was in the midst of throbbing in pain. His body was starting to malfunction, his eye sight commencing to become blurry and his mind screaming in pain that his youkai self was enduring. Maybe death would deliver him from this horrid pain that was ripping through him.

Sesshoumaru drew Kagome’s body closer to his and held her steady. He was seeing black dots in his vision. Was Kagome’s miko power making an effort to suffocate him? He started to sway, it was no good. He, the Western heir was to die here. Death by the woman whom he had begun to care for. The irony.

His eyesight had grown worse now; the outline of the woman in his arms was much hazier than it was previously ago. Conceivably this was Death’s way of taking him to his Kingdom of Death.

Just when he thought he was about to enter the realm of the dead, a cough was heard from the person in his arms. A long intake of breath was heard and Kagome’s miko powers slowly retreated back into her.

Sesshoumaru growled softly into Kagome’s ear and nuzzled her neck happily. He clutched onto her possessively and continued with his ministrations towards her.

“Sesshoumaru-sama?” Kagome croaked with her hoarse voice when she woke and was released from her nightmare.

Sesshoumaru only responded with a reassuring growl and resumed nestling his nose into the crook of her neck. Though while doing this, Sesshoumaru managed to untie his obi and wrapped his haori around Kagome’s shivering body. He wrapped his arms around her too to give her extra warmth, the warmth that her body was lacking at that particular moment.

Kagome sighed happily in his embrace and leaned closer to attain his heat. It was then that she noticed the scorch marks on Sesshoumaru’s body, although it was much more evident on his hands. She pulled out of his hold and grabbed his hand, examining his burns. His hands were both singed but Kagome could not contemplate as to how he had received these marks. The marks on his body were caused by purification burns. Unless…

“Sesshoumaru?” Kagome questioned. “How did this happen?” Kagome had to know, was she the cause of these painful burn? She had to know for sure. For the last few times she had the trampling dream, Sango had told her that her miko powers had gone berserk and had filled her room with her awesome priestess holy powers. Luckily Sango was a ningen and was able to enter her room without any serious problems. But for a full fledge youkai like Sesshoumaru to enter her room if she were in such a state…Was suicidal.

“These? From you.” Sesshoumaru had murmured into her ear softly.

Kagome grabbed his hands and rubbed them slowly across her cheek and kissed them. “Demo… Daijobou?”

“Hai, I’ll live koishii.” With that Sesshoumaru silenced any further inquiry by kissing her softly on her moist lips.

To his shock Kagome kissed him back. Kami-sama! She kissed him back, with an eagerness and enthusiasm that was unimaginable of a woman in a woman of such ranks and with such limited experience. Kagome responded eagerly and gave into his actions, while wrapping her arms around Sesshoumaru’s neck.

Sesshoumaru groaned into the kiss and no longer was the head between his shoulders throbbing but that of the one that laid between his legs. Deciding to take it to the next step, Sesshoumaru plundered his tongue between Kagome’s lips and into her mouth. She stiffened a little at the intimate coupling of their tongues, and then went fluid and limp in his arms.

It delighted Sesshoumaru that Kagome leaned more into his mouth for more, excited him at how she tightened her arms about his neck. It made him stab his tongue deeper and harder into her silky depths, nearly loosing his already slender hold on his control. Kagome answered boldly by battling his tongue with hers vying for her right of dominance.

If it was possible, Sesshoumaru’s cock went even more rigid. Kagome gasped at the hardness that was poking her backside. The virgin miko hime jerked back and stared down, “Nani o kore?”

“Nani?”

Sesshoumaru bent to kiss her again, but she angled her head back before he could. “That. I keep feeling that when a male embraces me. Do men have sticks in their clothing?”

Sesshoumaru groaned loudly, “That my dear is called a male arousal, there’s nothing in my clothing.”

Male arousal? Kagome stared at Sesshoumaru uncomprehending until it finally dawned upon her on what he meant. Then she blushed and buried her face deep into his chest.

Sesshoumaru chucked and started to nibble on her earlobe. “My fair Kagome…Will you ever be mine?”

Kagome did not respond, instead she yawned sleepily into Sesshoumaru’s chest. Sesshoumaru let a hint of a smile grace his lips and stroked Kagome’s soft ebony colored hair.

However, this serene moment between our two main characters was short lived as the ookami within this tale bustled into Kagome’s room, disturbing the peace that was created.

“Kagome! Are you alright?! I got here as quick as I could.” And that the wolf did not lie for what laid behind him was his path of destruction as he had used his cyclone to grant him superior speed to reach the distress Kagome.

Kagome had instantly sprung away from Sesshoumaru when Kouga had entered into her room. What else could she have done? It was a reflex. She didn’t want anyone to get the wrong idea, even though she was currently wearing Sesshoumaru’s haori and said Western heir was at the moment half naked exposing his strong chiseled chest to the world.

“Hai, I’m fine.”

The Northern Lord took a step forward and embraced Kagome.

“Hounto ni?” Kouga’s cerulean eyes watched her.

Sesshoumaru growled angrily, this was his moment alone with Kagome. HIS!! Not that bastard of a wolf who had come put of nowhere to intrude on their privacy together.

Sesshoumaru growled louder in warning this time. How dare that insolent wretch poach on his territory. She was his and only his. He should at least get a reward for going through all that purification to reach his Kagome, and what did that impertinent ookami do? Nothing.

Sesshoumaru growled a last tone of caution before he took action. Seeing how his growls went unheeded, he approached Kouga and flung him away from his aite.

“Wolf, you would do well to fix the damages that you caused when coming to see my aite.” Sesshoumaru said sternly to the Northern Lord who was presently on the floor. “I do not think the Lady of the Eastern lands would be too pleased at your actions this evening.”

Kouga got up and scoffed as he brushed the dirt off of him, “Your aite? I believe your are mistaken. She hasn’t decided to be your mate yet.”

“Are you blind wolf? Did you not smelt whose scent she’s carrying on her? Whose haori that she’s wearing?”

“It matters not, she is still unmated as of yet. Nor do I wish to leave her in your presence alone and unaccounted for.” Kouga spat back angrily.

A growling contest between the two males ensued and Kagome who was already exhausted beyond words used her priestess powers and threw them effectively out of her room. The tired Eastern hime once again placing the protective miko barrier in place and sighed at the behavior of the two youkais outside her door.

She was confused at their attitudes. She could not remember Sesshoumaru being so…cold and indifferent. Nor Kouga. Were the two of them always like that? Or just when they saw each other. Both Kouga and Sesshoumaru adopted different manners when they were in her presence and talking to her.

She then recalled a moment that she had spoken to with InuYasha when they were in the garden near the sakura blossoms:

“Kagome, you are fortunate that he has been in this current mood. Usually he would have had a mask of indifference placed on his face and give cold stares.”

“Hounto ni?” The past Kagome has inquired.

“Hai, but then again…Maybe he’s hit his head. Who would want to have you as a mate? You’re rude and not all that pretty as everyone claims and says you are.” InuYasha had said humorously.

She then recalled having thrown a small stone at InuYasha.

Kagome laughed silently to herself and said softly near the door, “I know the both of you can hear me with your canine hearing. Sesshoumaru, I thank you for taking care if me this evening and Kouga I thank you for being worried about me. Demo, Kouga I do implore you to clean the mess you made. It is your life at risk after all, for I believe my mother will strangle you in your sleep if she wakes up to see such a disaster. But other than that, oyasumi nasai.”

She could faintly hear both the heir to the Western lands and the Northern Lord bid their goodnights towards her.

Kagome smiled happily before retiring into her bed having an undisturbed rest.

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Mwahahaaa!! Chapter finished!! I must say this is probably the longest chapter I’ve written up to date! ~^^~

My friend (The same one who wrote the insanity poem) wrote two other poems and here they are:

Barney was a purple blob,
He had a little problem.
He was gay and to this day,
His family won't call him.

Things were bad and he was sad,
So then he started drinking.
Crashed his car, it hit so hard,
It took away his thinking.

In a coma, Barney lies,
A burden on the world.
The doctor, shrugged, he pulled the plug
And now he's food for squirrels.

And the second one is as follows:

If I were a monkey
With purple wings,
I'd fly up to the sun.

If I were a monkey,
With ninja skills,
I'd hide from everyone.

But if I were a monkey,
Who ate bananas, climbed in trees,
And generally didn't care,
Well...that would just be weird.

I do admit that the first one is traumatizing for Barney fans…But what the heck are Barney fans doing on a InuYasha fanfic?!

Anywhoo, there are a few vocabulary phrases that you, my readers may not understand. So here they are in the heading as….

Dictionary:

Hounto ni? = Really? Truly?

Nani o kore? = What is that?

Oyasumi nasai = Good night

Whoo! And that my dear readers is the end of this chapter!
Matte ne in the next chapter of “My Fair Kagome…Will You Ever Be Mine?”

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