Aitoshii

Kagome was shocked to see Sesshoumaru in a white Armani shirt and tattooed jeans. It was not exactly formal wear, but the clothes were so expensive that she no longer cared.

‘Damn! He looks hot!’

Kagome was wearing a simple black cocktail dress that had a deep plunging back and was designed halter style. She left her long dark longs down as she had tried different updos and none had stuck out as something she would wear with the dress.

“Is something amiss?” Sesshoumaru asked, inwardly smirking at how Kagome gawked at him.

“No, everything is fine. You look great! Ready to go?” she asked, her voice slightly high, knowing that she had been caught eyeballing him.

“Of course,” Sesshoumaru replied, and held an arm out for Kagome to take.

“I had Jaken bring something I noticed you have not used since I have been here. I always use to see them on MTV, but I have never seen one with my own eyes in person. Not sure how you hide such an extravagant vehicle like a stretch Escalade,” Kagome laughed.

“It was an impulsive buy. I had to pay a lot of import taxes and even had to pay a fine for carbon emissions the first time I had it tested. However, since this seems to be a special occasion, let us enjoy it. However, for future reference, keep it in the garage,” Sesshoumaru warned.

“Wow! That must have been some fine!” Kagome whistled as Sesshoumaru opened the door and helped her into the leather seat.

“Hn,” Sesshoumaru merely answered and then slid in beside her.

He really did not care if he was fined again, as he was not one who was really hurting for money. However, it was a nuisance when the authorities bothered him the first time it happened.

“We are going to dinner at Chikuyoutei. I hope that will be fine as it took me a bit of begging to get a reservation there, especially for a full course,” Kagome said.

Sesshoumaru’s eyebrow rose. He had heard of Chikuyoutei, which was in Ginza. They were famous for their unagi. He had eaten there a few times in the past and immensely enjoyed the kabayaki, which is grilled eel in sauce.

“I look forward to it, Kagome. You have chosen well,” he complimented.

Kagome sighed with relief.

“Well, I am not use to dining at an expensive place, but I figured since I have always heard good things, and the fact that I can afford it now, I wanted to share my first experience in fine dining with you,” Kagome blushed.

Sesshoumaru did not answer, though he was tempted. He felt warmth spread throughout his chest with the thought that he could share such a first experience with her. And being that he was a demon lord, his response would have been unlordly.

‘This Sesshoumaru does not babble.’

Kagome stared out the tinted windows and enjoyed the ride. She already had everything planned and so far everything was going well.

‘I am so nervous. I want this to be perfect.’

Sesshoumaru caught her attention with the clearing of his throat. She kept looking at the scenery, but kept an open ear.

“I have been meaning to discuss that I will be having a vacation in Gero City, Gifu Prefecture. I have wanted to see the Gero Onsen, as I have a penchant for natural hot spring bathing. Call it an old hobby of mine. I want you to come with me. In fact, it is required that you do as you are my assistant, however I was not sure with your studies if you were going to choose to take a holiday or continue,” he informed her.

Kagome thought a bit about it. She had not thought of studying during holiday, but it was beneficial as she could graduate early. She was already interning under Sesshoumaru, so she had one less thing to do and she was not in a hurry to finish. She had heard the hot spring in Gero was superb. Japan was abundant with towns dedicated to such a luxury. She had never had the opportunity to go to a modernized onsen, having enjoyed them when she had been in Sengoku Jidai.

She smiled, and saw her reflection in the window.

“I too have a penchant for hot springs. I would be honored to take holiday with you, Sesshoumaru,” she said, and turned around to hug him.

Sesshoumaru was caught by surprise, but slowly allowed his own limbs to encompass Kagome.

“We have arrived, milord,” Jaken announced over the limousine’s intercom. “Please wait one moment so I may let you out.”

Jaken opened the door and Sesshoumaru slid out first, and then assisted Kagome. Chikuyoutei was a nice place and Sesshoumaru hoped Kagome enjoyed her first visit to fine dining. Though his own house staff could make such delicacies, sometimes it was nice to just experience things outside where others congregated. Sesshoumaru had never been much for socializing in the past, but that was because humans had not progressed to a state in their intelligence that he could actually have a substantial conversation. However, in this moment, the only conversations with any human he wanted to have was with the female on his arm.
Kagome told the host what name the reservation was under, and the host escorted them to a cozy corner.

The meal itself was first class, but quite silent for Sesshoumarou considering that he was use to Kagome talking.

“Is something wrong? I am use to you having something to babble?” He barbed.

Kagome did not take his bait, as she was use to his tactics and said, “Well, sometimes this Kagome does not need to talk.”

“Hn,” he smirked.

“Well, there is something I do want to say since our last course is upon us,” Kagome paused before continuing. “Do you trust me, Sesshoumaru?”

“Hai. What kind of question is that to ask of this Sesshoumaru?” he replied, a bit confused.

“The other part of your birthday is a surprise. However, it requires me to blindfold you and damper your smelling abilities, as well as your hearing abilities,” she admitted, but was clearly hesitant.

“I trust you. I know that you will not harm this Sesshoumaru. If it is in the spirit of your mortal tradition, than this Sesshoumaru shall do as you wish,” he stated.

Kagome smiled and then eagerly dug into the last dish. Sesshoumaru was now extremely curious as to what her surprise was, but quelled his own excitement. Already she had pleased him by dining with him in such a fine facility like Chikuyoutei.

As soon as Kagome was finished, she called for the waiter and merely gave him cash, telling him to keep the change and consider it a tip before reaching for Sesshoumaru hand and tugging him to follow.

‘She is excited to surprise me.’

He almost chuckled, but instead obliged her by allowing her to tug him to the car.

Jaken was once again waiting with the door open and Kagome pulled him behind her. He felt like a pup, allowing her to do such, but he was in a light mood and he was eager to find out what kind of surprise she had in store for him.

Kagome dug into her clutch and pulled out a spelled charm and a blindfold. The charm was a necklace that looked much like the kotodama that InuYasha had worn in Sengoku Jidai, except it was red and white. Jaken had gifted it to her after she had asked him if he knew about any spells to quell Sesshoumaru’s sense of smell and sound.
Kagome carefully slipped the charm over his head and tucked it under his shirt, noting the discomfort that Sesshoumaru was experiencing, before taking the blindfold and placing it over his eyes. Once she had tied it, the rest of the ride was silent.

Sesshoumaru was not comfortable with the charm. All of his important senses were blocked, which disturbed his inner beast’s natural instincts. Although the beast stirred a little, he was in control. The only thing he had going was his imagination and at the moment, it was already going through the gutter.

After what seemed a long time since his senses were doused, he felt the stretch limo come to a stop. He then felt Kagome tug on his hand and helped him out of the vehicle. With blind faith, he allowed her to lead him forward and up some steps. Although he could not hear, his body was pounded by what he could only think was loud music. He had only felt this way in loud places.

‘Are we in a dance club?’

Kagome kept looking back as Sesshoumaru. It was hard to read him with the blindfold on, as he remained stoic. She was a bit nervous to do the routine she planned as it was going to be private and with a person she cared for. This would change the dynamics of the relationship between Sesshoumaru and herself.

As she led the tall demon lord to the private room, she saw Hiroshi and waved. The ebony bunny demon nodded and approached.

“Everything is ready as you specified. Good luck, Kagome,” Hiroshi bid, and then hurried off to make sure the rest of his club was in order.

Kagome led Sesshoumaru into the room and sat him on the couch. She patted his leg and then left him, hoping that he would stay while she prepared herself for the routine she had in store for him.

She had once done a dance for him, but it was in the priestess outfit. This time she was dancing in an altered sailor fuku. She wanted it to be as close to the way she had been as the young girl who had traipsed along the countryside during Sengoku Jidai. Although it was not the blue attire she had worn when she had first met him, it was the clothing he had seen her everytime after. Like his pristine white haori and hamaka with the red ume and hexagon symbols, her school uniform was a statement. She was not from that era, and Sesshoumaru was a demon lord who was feared by many.

Both of them had come far in life. Kagome had gone from a teenybopper, to a miko, and then to a stripper, and now she was a student and personal assistant. Sesshoumaru went from a human hating demon lord, to a father of a human ward, and then to a compassionate businessman who employed both youkai and ningen.

Kagome took off all of her evening wear and carefully hung it up as the dress, despite being simple in cut was also a Gucci and she did not want to wrinkle it. The fuku was laid over her old dressing table as well as her black shiny six-inch stilettos and white thong. Both the top and shirt were a simple rip-away, and were easy for her to put on. The stilettos, she grimaced as it had been a while since she had worn such tall shoes, and she hoped her dance was better than the one she did when she humiliated both Kouga and Inu Yasha.

Kagome forwent spiffing up her makeup other than line her eyes to make them seem more catlike. She had once seen a Maxim magazine with Carmen Electra and when she saw the woman’s eyes, she thought it looked very alluring and decided to do hers like that when she stripped. She carefully applied the liquid eyeliner and mascara, before dabbing a bit of lipgloss.

She blew a kiss at the mirror and said, “Good luck girlie.”

Sesshoumaru wondered what was happening as it had been some time since he had first sat down. Kagome had not come back and he was starting to worry.

‘Did something happen?’

He was about to reach up and take off both the charm and the blindfold before he felt them being taken off. All at once, he was accosted by sight and sound like a flood of water through a broken dam. What greeted his eyes was a bit of green, of bit of white and a ton of cleavage!

‘By kami, where am I?’

“Happy Birthday, Sesshoumaru?” he heard Kagome’s voice breath seductively in his ear.

She switched to the other ear, brushing her chest against him and said, “Relax.”

She was so close that he could almost feel her lips touching him as her mouth moved when she spoke. She then slowly came to face him, her lips so close to his own and her uniquely colored eyes looking at him.

“Enjoy,” she further said, and then pushed herself from him, leaving him wanting her lips upon his own.

When she pushed herself from him, he noticed her attire.

‘A sailor fuku. Oh how I use to love looking at her long legs back then.’

“Do you like it, Sesshoumaru?” Kagome asked, but did not expect a response. “Does it look familiar?”

Sesshoumaru did not grace her with an answer and she did not care as the music started. The music she chose was another techno beat with a Japanese sound to it. She started by running her hands over her chest, weighing her breasts with her hands before opening her top. She left the top on and hanging open while she started to sway her hips, dipping occasionally. When she would dip, she would slide a hand down her long legs, and then back up as she rose to her full height. She finally allowed her top to slip from off of her shoulders, allowing Sesshoumaru to see her perky breasts.

Kagome touched her tits once more, playing with the areola before sliding her handings down to her skirt. The pleated skirt was only long enough to cover the swell of her ass, so she decided to emphasize it by turning around and tearing the skirt off.

Sesshoumaru was not fairing well. The dance was much different and definitely not a repeat of the first time she had danced for him. The circumstances had been different. He soaked in the fit lines of her body. She was not cut in a way to make her an athlete, but she was soft and shaped in a way that was just right in his eyes. The dance was sultry as she slowly lowered herself into a full split, her shapely derrière only marred by the string of her white thong. He watched her lay back from the split and then turn around before raised her legs up in the air.

Kagome bent one leg playfully and then straightened it before switching to the other and doing the same move. She slowly sat up, and while doing so, she slipped her thong down her thighs, and over her knees before they slid over her stiletto clad feet, and then onto the floor.

Sesshoumaru could not remember the last time he had ever felt like he did at this moment. His mouth was salivating, his heart was racing, and he was so hard he felt like he was going to burst. He wanted to berate himself. He was a respectable demon lord, but in this moment, with her dancing for him without any expectations in return, he could not be disgusted with himself. He wanted her, and it was with an intensity he could not even describe.

Kagome arched her back, spreading her legs for him briefly before she turned her legs so she could get up again. Though Sesshoumaru’s face was immovable as ever, it was his eyes that gave him away. The same eyes that could freeze a person’s soul were burning brightly. She finally approached him, pushing him back onto the couch so she could straddle his lap.

She unbuttoned his shirt, and slid it down his arms, leaving it hanging at his elbows, before laying her hands on his perfect chest. She ground into him, only his undergarments and jeans hindering her from his dick. She was still nervous, but she was already in so deep. She could not deny her want. The music, her lack of attire, his bare chiseled chest and burning eyes were all she had to keep her going. As she ground into him, she slid her arms up his chest and then around his neck, pushing his face into her tits. She did not smother him, but she brushed hers breasts against him.

Sesshoumaru could not take it anymore and latched onto the invitingly hard nipple in his face. He grabbed her hips and ground into her. Kagome gasped at the sensation. He suckled on the nippled before licking and then switching to do the same to the other. He thoroughly laved each tit, and then noticed that the music had come to a conclusion. He looked up at Kagome and say her eyes heavily lidded with pleasure.

“I want you,” she half whispered, half panted.

He wanted her as well, but not in the strip club, which he had recognized after moments of his senses returning.

With one hand he reached up and brought her face down so he could kiss her. At first, he kissed, nipped, and suckled her lips before getting the opportunity to fully taste her mouth. As his tongue danced with hers, the heat between them building, he made a decision and slowly brought down the intensity of the kiss until they were panting together.

“I do too, but not here, little miko. I want you in my bed where we can spend hours, rather than make it quick in this impersonal environment,” he managed to tell her.

Kagome nodded, fully understanding and her heart swelled with love for him. However, she could not tell him, as she was not a young girl anymore. She wanted him, but she was also aware that he might not return the feelings.

“Then let me get my clothes on and lets get out of here,” Kagome said and started to rise from her.

Before she could fully get up, he pulled her back to him, and then kissed her once more.

“Hurry, but only leave on the dress. While you dress, I will have Jaken ready with the limo,” Sesshoumaru said, and then groan as she had brushed his erection through his jeans with her knee as she rose to go once more.

He watched her exit the room and then called Jaken. Afterwards, he straightened up and waited for her. He could not get his hard-on to go away, so he left his shirt untuck

‘Oh indeed, Happy Birthday to this Sesshoumaru.’