My Humps

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A/N: I have had some readers writing that the ahem ’get together’ of Sesshoumaru and Kagome seemed too premature. I had originally planned three sections of the story, the ‘get together’merely indicating the beginning of the second phase.

The story itself will now centre on the ‘consequences’ that stem from that afore mentioned matter. I apologize for typos, bear in mind at times I write the updates very late at night. Also, I’ve began revising the chapters, if you’ve noticed, chapter one is already revised.

I’ve started on chapter 16 which will appease the many queries regarding Menoumaru and Takara. I’m planning on posting it within two days at most.

Please refer to my website silverhaze.mainvista.com for dates regarding my posts. I will also start transferring some of my stories as well as new stories there. I will continue uploading in FF and S/P and AFF, but only for select stories the rest will be updated only in my website.

Having said that enjoy!

Chapter 15:

Kagome cracked one eye open, lazily peering in the luminescent room with her senses still cloudy with sleep. A shaft of light blinds her eyes causing a sharp hiss to escape her pink lips. ‘I can’t stay like this forever as much as I want to.’ She groaned unhappily. The slim woman grumbled softly feeling a dull headache stir in her temples.

Lifting one arm she pushed against the springy mattress turning her body to recline fully along the span of the bed. Languidly she unfurled from her fetal sleeping position, stretching her arms high above her head.

She paused briefly, perusing the chain of events that played out earlier that day her eyes closing of their own accord as she reflected on the sudden twist in her life. A slow blush creeps across her cheeks as she recalls her wanton submission to the enigmatic lord.

‘Dammit! This wasn’t supposed to happen.’ She fumes inwardly, sluggishly opening both eyes.

Forcing her vision to focus, she gradually adjusts to the scintillating brightness of the room. Kagome turned to her side gasping softly upon noticing a copious number of mirror inserts along the concave arc of the walls surrounding the bed. A magnificent relief of a puffy dog was wrought into the frame of each mirror section.

‘Great! He wasn’t satisfied with just any hotel, he had to drag me into one of his favored kennels!’ Kagome thought dryly.

Again the young woman surveyed her surroundings. A quiet shuffling of feet made her bolt up right, drawing her attention on the imposing silver form that even now stood only two paces away from the edge of the massive four posted bed.

Kagome dared not move let alone breathe.

Sesshoumaru stood transfixed on the spot pinning her with a undecipherable gaze, his unwavering observation sweeping across her slender form, making Kagome’s cheeks rouge prettily. The young lord sighed as he broke contact with her eyes.

“We need to talk.” he said in a tense flat tone.

‘Whoop-tee-doo! Here it comes.’ thought Kagome cynically.

The taiyoukai sat down the edge of the bed, the soft fleecy mattress sinking down a fraction as it accommodates his weight. Kagome sat up straight, carefully pulling up and wrapping the tussled bed sheet around her svelte form. She licked her lips nervously, her eyes darting down to her twiddling thumbs. Her heart was steadily sinking as an overwhelming tightness constricted her chest.

They sat in deafening silence for awhile. Kagome could almost hear the gears in the young lord's head click in place with each second that passed. It was clearly reflected by the deep frown creasing his face.

“What happened between us..” he paused, his lips pursed in deep thought.

“Must never happen again.” finished Kagome in a shaky uneven tone.

Sesshoumaru whipped his head in her direction his eyes tingeing pink, the black pupils narrowing into dark fissures of a feral nature.

“That is not what I mean to say.” he snapped archly.

Kagome lifted her face, already her almond shaped eyes were watering up at the corners. 'Dammit! I am not gonna cry especially in front of him!' “Oh? And what are you trying to say?” she bit out rather harshly.

Too late a choked sob escapes her tightened lips she knew he had perceived her teary disposition. Forcing down her hurt she averts her eyes away from him, causing the taiyoukai to frown deeply.

Sesshoumaru muttered a curse making Kagome flinch more of surprise than anything else. He reaches out, turning her chin slowly until they were facing one another. Kagome’s eyes widen, transfixed at the stark transformation before her. His eyes were bleeding further still, the elongated pupil now streaked in intense azure highlights.

“Why must you continually rile me up woman? Your mannerisms confound me, your behavior befuddles my mind, and your thoughts confuse me, while that sharp tongue of yours vexes me to insanity. You will cease your tirade and just this once you will remain silent and heel that quarrel-some appendage of yours!”

Kagome shut her opened mouth mid protest opting instead to allow the taiyoukai to continue.

When Sesshoumaru was certain he had her full and undivided attention, he moved towards her until he was so close she could feel his hot breath fanning her skin. She flushed prettily, his molten gold orbs sending jolts of unbidden desire coursing through her being concentrating in her lower regions.

'Traitor!' she screamed inside, more of embarrassment than anger. She knew he could sense and see her damn arousal. Let's face it, it was very hard not to since it was like she had a ten foot neon sign bolted to her head.

'God! I'm shaking with a mere gaze from him and he hasn't even touched me!' groaned Kagome inwardly.

Unperturbed by her disconcerted state, the young lord continued. “This Sesshoumaru in accordance to the Inu tradition of mating has bonded himself to Takara.” his eyes shifted in the window's direction.

Kagome shivered involuntarily as his gaze swept away from her form. “But I have undeniably failed to suppress the incursion of 'feelings' towards you. A feeling that up until this point in time, I have been unable to decipher.”

“Heh?”

The taiyoukai sighed loudly. “Woman, have you truthfully no idea what you constantly do to me when we are together?”

Blink. Blink.

Sesshoumaru braced either side of her shoulders, leaning in close until his scorching breath tickled the sensitive nerves on her face.

“I feel incapacitated whenever you are near and the mere thought that you will leave me for a brief moment gnaws raw at my being.”

“Bu-but Takara.”

RING. RING. RING.

Sesshoumaru frowned, growling low as he picks up his phone. The young lord stood up and begins to walk towards one of the expansive French doors that lead out onto an opulent balcony. He stayed there briefly parting one of the crème satin curtains before striding back to the bed in precise calculated steps. He pauses, and then with lips pursed tightly he sits down. Kagome remained silent and rooted on the spot, her thoughts coming in jumbled pieces, incoherent and thoroughly chaotic.

The Inu Lord's eyes narrowed briefly glinting hard in the filtered light of room. He gave instructions on his cell phone in such a cool, autocratic tone she couldn’t help but shiver once again in response. Kagome watched him with great interest. She's only been able to observe him at such close proximity on few occasions.

Sesshoumaru shifted in the bed's edge with his composed, indifferent facade in place, as he twirled a set of keys absentmindedly between his clawed fingers. Kagome regarded him for a moment.

He always looked dignified and so damn conceited with that haughty smugness that just screamed out 'when I say jump you will say how high'. Confidence was one thing but the male sure advertised his dominion and supremacy far more blatantly than politicians on a marching-band election rally.

Kagome blinked several times as Sesshoumaru snapped his cell-phone shut in one brisk flick of a wrist. Kagome swallowed, feeling the weight of the Taiyoukai's deep thoughts.

“Sesshoumaru about Takara..”

“Your cares are now my own. Do not be concerned, this Sesshoumaru will see to the matter personally.” He replied in a surprisingly affectionate tone of voice.

“Uh, no, no, you don't understand. There's something I really need to tell you!”

“The matter will resolve itself, for now we must leave and promptly return to the hospital.” He stated more firmly this time.

“The pup?!!” asked Kagome in alarm.

“No, it appears that my worthless half brother has so obtusely surmised that your lack of presence and Sango's appearance coupled with the mention of this Sesshoumaru's name, signified your untimely death by my claws.”

“Oh no.” groaned Kagome.

“Come, time is of the essence, we must depart shortly.” He gathered her delicately in his arms. Tipping his head forward Sesshoumaru gave Kagome a light but firm nip on the shoulder.

“Eeep!!” she jumped nearly letting the sheet fall. ‘Well, spank me nude and call me bad! I do believe the damn dog bit me!’ she huffed inside.

Sesshoumaru smirked then began walking away. “Make haste Kagome, tarry not in your present condition else this Sesshoumaru might once again indulge in carnal pleasures with you.”

“Then I suggest you heel that appendage of yours!” she snapped back.

“Touché Kagome, your words wound me.” He grinned

Kagome pouted before throwing a plump pillow at his retreating form, a pink tinge seen figuratively on her pretty cheeks.

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At the hospital morgue.

“What are we doing here Sesshoumaru?”

Kagome buried herself deeper into the long black trench coat Sesshoumaru had given her. She began rubbing her upper arms in a vain attempt to dissuade further goose bumps from surfacing.

“Don’t give me the silent treatment.” groaned Kagome. “Say something!”

“They have long since departed from this world. There is nothing for you to fear in here.”

“No shit Sherlock.” scoffed Kagome. “Of course you would feel at home with dead bodies littered everywhere!” she grumbled further, her cheeks puffing with each word.

“You need not fear when I am with you.”

“Goody! Suddenly I’m sooooo full of comfort.” cried Kagome rolling her eyes as she followed closely behind.

Sesshoumaru chuckled in a rich, velvety intonation making Kagome smile a little.

The Inu lord walked at a leisurely pace relishing in sadistic amusement by the way Kagome’s rapid steps doubled to keep up to his long strides.

Kagome’s skin crawled; the place was giving her the hibbie jibbies. Spooky areas like these never failed to creep her out. Yea, she could picture it now. Dawn of the Dead Reloaded, her being the damn canapé complete with multi-colored cellophane flags skewered on her chopped up ass.

‘Shit brain, think of something else!’

Kagome kept her head bowed as she followed obediently behind Sesshoumaru. The hall way where they walked branched out to various corridors. The many paths dimly lit and dreadfully quiet only increasing the scope of her mental nightmare.

Kagome didn’t know the purpose of this totally petrifying visit to the hospital morgue. Kami knows it’s not like window shopping at Tiffany’s or browsing down along the grocery aisle at the local market. There were dead people here on display for goodness sake! Unconsciously she clicks her tongue in nervous apprehension as they turned a corner and entered a large vaulted room.

‘Great, Frankenstein’s cooky Lair-Spook Central.’

Her musings were brought to a standstill when they stopped alongside one of the metal table on the far side of the entrance. The sickly scent of disinfectant mixed with the acrid stench of death swathed the musty room making Kagome gag violently.

Sesshoumaru looked briefly in her direction, his face unflinching even in such nauseous milieu. He regarded her for a moment, his concern evidently reflected behind the swirling sun kissed orbs.

“I-I’m ok.” She breathed out fanning herself frantically with one hand.

“You do not appear well enough.”

“Will you stop with the eyeballing me already and get on with whatever you have in mind so we could leave!” she snapped angrily.

“Very well, but do not impugn your displeasure upon this Sesshoumaru should your stomach decide to empty itself out.”

“Whatever Dr. Frankenstein!” huffed Kagome once again facing the eerie metal bed before them. She gulped audibly, her lips quivering in nervous apprehension.

A dark green sheet hugged tightly along the cold body underneath. Kagome’s eyes swept across the slim form stretched lifelessly on the frigid metal bed. She suppressed the strong urge to retch by covering her mouth with one hand. Her vision was slightly starting to blur and spin, but she held on bravely, struggling hard to free herself of her nauseated state.

Gasp!

Revulsion filled her to the core as she watched in complete horror as Sesshoumaru unhurriedly pulled back the dusky green shroud.

“Kikyo!” choked out Kagome looking directly at her pale cousin’s ashen features.

The taiyoukai remained unmoved, placing a long rectangular case on an adjacent table; he peeled off the dark leather gloves encasing his elegant clawed hands. Sesshoumaru carefully removed the outer silk wrap of a long sturdy rod about a meter in length. Kagome watched in alarm as the grim face lord unsheathed a lethal looking blade from what she had earlier presumed to be rod.

“W-w-what are you doing!” screamed Kagome aghast.

“Be still!” ordered Sesshoumaru, wrapping one arm around her narrow waist, even as the young woman move to pass him so as to shield her deceased cousin’s cold body.

“Ekk! There is no way you’re going to desecrate and mangle my cousin's body! What kind of a sick bastard are you? She’s already dead, I know you hate her but that's freakin overkill you know!”

“Woman your fanciful tales are distasteful and at best reserved for oxymorons the world over.”

“Hey! I’m not the albino psycho who’s waving a freakishly sharp sword around! ..Over an already dead body I might add! Don’t tell me you’re gonna do some hocus pocus voodoo shit and bring back the dead.” cried Kagome.

“Little fool, why must you constantly belittle my power?”

‘Dammit! Why does Takara get ‘Little One’ and I get ‘Little fool?’ Kagome shook her head ridding her mind of the sudden spurt of jealously. “What are you going to do?” She asked.

“Observe o faithless one.” Sesshoumaru held out the gleaming sword before her. “The blade of this katana cuts not to draw blood.” He emphasized his point by running the cutting edge along the middle of his palm. “It is called Tenseiga- sword of heaven, with the power to revive the dead.”

Kagome crossed her arms in resignation. “Sureeee! But I get to stab you with a scalpel if you decide to sink your fangs on her neck and drink her blood.”

“There will be no blood drinking.” Sesshoumaru retorted flatly.

“No hacking on her body either!”

“Neither will there be any hacking.” He reassured.

“No poking or prodding too!”

Sesshoumaru sighed heavily. “Must we continue such useless exchange?”

“Whatever! Just remember I’ve got a black belt in Jujitsu!”

Sesshoumaru gave her a bored, flat gaze.

“That and I have a pair of high heeled shoes.”

Sesshoumaru peered down her legs then scowled darkly at her face growling in low pitch. Kagome instinctively stuck out her pink tongue goading the taiyoukai’s ire to rise