Stolen Fate

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Chp. 4 – Naughty Librarian

“Just try your new abilities out for a while and then come to me if you want them removed.” With that, he just walked off with a soft whoosh of his open robe and left the confused and emotional Kagome standing there.

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Kagome sat down in a nearby chair and twirled a piece of her long black hair in front of her. She was bored now. How was she supposed to ‘try her new abilities out’? She sighed and got up. She went to the door and left the room, walking calmly back to her room. She opened the door and instantly Yoko was at her feet.
“WI stI still be serving you, Lady Kagome?” she asked eagerly. Kagome nodded curtly and went to the mirror. She sat down on the stool and looked at herself in the mirror. Indeed, she did look very different. She ran her fingers through her long raven black, bluish hair with the becoming streaks of white. She really didn’t like the white. It looked tainted the way it was now.
“Yoko.” Yoko came instantly. She bowed her head as Kagome was looking at the white streaks in her hair.
“Yes, milady?” asked Yoko.
“I wonder. Can this white be removed?” Kagome asked, in a mono-toned voice.
“Err, I d-do not know, Milady,” said Yoko, arranging the pillows just right on Kagome’s bed.
“Hmm…” Kagome snipped away the white in a matter of a few seconds with her nails and grabbed the comb that made one’s hair grow longer. She brushed the cut tips and they grew out, remaining her black and bluish raven colored hair.
“Ah, that’s better. Now, where is Sesshoumaru?” said Kagome, standing up, her tall body, slender and lean, fit for anything.
Yoko looked thoughtful for a moment and shrugged. “I don’t know, Milady. Have you checked in the library?”
Kagome raised an elegant eyebrow. “Where is the library?”
“Down the hall and to your right, Milady,” said Yoko, bowing.
“Right.” She walked out of the room and just walked down the hall, leisurely. She admired the many paintings of landscapes and palaces and the intriguing carvings on the walls and borders. She then noticed that she felt overly taller than usual. She looked in a full-length mirror and twirled herself in front of it. Her hair in its ponytail swung around with her, like a long, black and blue ribbon. She balanced on her dainty feet and twirled herself again, her fighting style dress hem waving in the breeze she was causing. Her face virtually looked the same except when she grinned; she had her fangs showing.
Kagome’s nose crinkled in dislike for a moment, but then she noticed her chest. WHOA, she thought to herself. She pushed up her breasts and let go. They were certainly bigger than before.
“Well, there’s something I like…” she said to herself, continuing down the hall. She turned right and stopped at large, ivory doors with golden doorknobs. She turned it and opened the room to a vast library, books lining the many circular shelves. But, the room was focused in the middle, where a desk was stationed right on the circular center of a large area rug. In the chair was Sesshoumaru, looking down on various books and old looking scrolls. Either he had noticed Kagome come in and ignored her or he didn’t know that she was in there, Kagome couldn’t tell. She just walked around the edge of the room, her fingers tracing the many bindings of the different books. Dust rose from where she had touched the books and her nose wrinkled in dislike. She was a very tidy person.
Pondering on the thought if she could tell someone to clean the bookshelves, Kagome didn’t notice Sesshoumaru right behind her.
“Do you take pleasure in touching other people’s belongings without their permission?” he whispered in her ear, causing her to shiver and form goosebumps on her arm. She quickly recovered and turned to face his perfect face.
He wore an amused, but blank look. Man, he was good at hiding emotion. Kagome looked at him with the same expression and lifted an elegant eyebrow to match his lifted elegant eyebrow.
She leaned in close and she said, “You’re dirty.” She smirked and stood back, watching his face.
Sesshoumaru was in the middle of amusement and anger. A woman call HIM dirty? So what if he neglected to clean? He had servants to do so. There were many more pressing matters to attend to besides this womanly task. HA! Sesshoumaru, the Great Lord of the West, going around, cleaning his palace? What poppycock! Then, he noticed it. The tone of her voice, the twinkle and wink her eyes gave. Was she…being DIRTY, dirty? Suddenly, this became amusing, although his face dare not show it.
He tilted his chin up in defiance and dominance. She was now moving her way along the many shelves of the library. She pulled random books out and looked at them,n pun put them back. She smirked at a few of them and watching her face the whole time, seeing how much emotion she showed, although she had been turned demon. Maybe all demons were as cold as he was? Maybe…
“Hey, Sesshou,” said Kagome, bending her arm and moving her bending finger back and forth, beckoning him forward. His eye twitched at what she called him. Had she really turned this bold?
“You, woman, will not call me these names you suddenly make up from my full name. You will refer to me as –“
“Yeah, yeah, whatevery, wy, what is THIS little itty bitty book doing here? Interested in this subject, eh?” Her voice held heavy sarcasm and this angered him. NOW, she was pushing it. He carelessly looked at the cover and his eyes widened slightly. The title was “The Way the Demon Body Can Bend In Mating…” His eye twitched and he snatched the book from her hands.
“Trash, woman, nothing I was interested in,” he said, in a bored voice, tossing the book unceremoniously on the very top shelf in the whole room. Kagome’s eyes twinkled with mischief and she smirked, a little fang showing cutely. She winked.
“Not interested, eh?” she asked, her smirk widening. “Why’d you have it then, Mr. Dirty?”
His eye twitched yet again in annoyance. His glare was piercing and it would have normally knocked the air out of anyone else, but Kagome’s grin got wider.
“Can’t answer me, can ya?” she said, crossing her arms and letting her hip slide to one side, giving her that defiant look.
“I was simply bored one day and was looking for something intriguing to read. Nonetheless, you should not be questioning what I do and don’t read,” said Sesshoumaru, rather fast.
Kagome quirked an eyebrow and grinned again. She moved her hips side to side and was chanting, “Sessaru aru is a dirty boy, dirty boy, dirty boy! Sesshoumaru is a dirty boy, lalala!” She was now dancing around and pointing her fingers in the air.
Sesshoumaru growled and Kagome fell silent, the growl vibrating in her chest. She looked slightly shocked at his reaction. His eyes were taking on a red glow and his hands were clenched in fists. Kagome crossed her arms again and narrowed her eyes, looking at Sesshoumaru seriously.
“STOP YOUR SILLY CHANTING, WOMAN. DO NOT ANGER ME,” he growled, his eyes still glowing crimson.
Without warning, Kagome was in his face and she kissed his nose. He immediately calmed down and looked at her. She had almost a serene look on her face, an apologetic look.
“I’m sorry,” she said. This time, her voice did not drip and ooze sarcasm, but true apologetic tones. She wrapped her arms around his waist and she laid her head on Sesshoumaru’s shoulder, the two of them almost the same height. She snuggled closer and she breathed in the scent of him.
He couldn’t believe what he was feeling. First, he felt complete anger at the humiliation she was causing him and then she was truly apologizing. She was holding him on the waist and he felt…at peace, comfortable. He pulled his arms around her to clasp his hands on the small of her back and he laid his head softly on the top of her head.
‘What is this I’m feeling?’ Sesshoumaru asked himself. ‘This feeling has never…been within me before…I feel at peace and…loved.’ He shook his head mentally and just enjoyed her warmth.
Suddenly, Kagome pulled away. Sesshoumaru looked down and found she was wearing a soft look on her face, like a cat that had just drank its fill of milk and looked dreamily contented. She kissed him softly on the nose again and he thought he felt heavenly, her touch.
He dipped his head down and kissed her feathery light lips. He pulled away lightly and she looked dreamy now, her eyeoudeouded over in a sort of bliss. She pulled herself up with her arms around his neck and kissed him. They just light kisses, just enjoying the feel of each other’s embrace.
She pulled away slowly and reluctantly and slowly headed to the door. She had her hands on the handles and looked back to see him watching her. A loving look ran across his eyes for a second and then it was replaced with his normal, submissive look. He nodded and as she was closing the door, he said in a sort of whisper, “Tomorrow, we begin your training…”

END….(for now)

Whew, I’m so sorry for taking so long to update and for such a shoooooooooort chapter! I’ll try to do longer next time, but I have a lot of things to attend and I have a lot of cases of writer’s block. If anyone would like to help me, I’m always open for suggestions! Tell me what you thought in a review, which keeps the fire burning on this fic! Please review and don’t forget to check out my other stuff! FoxyOrange, over and out! ::beep::