Unexpected Problems

Chapter Two Bad Idea
~Come on where is it. If I can find the herb that Kaede told me about then I can confuse Sesshoumaru’s sense of smell and I should be able to buy enough time to go back ad get the others out of here.~

Kagome was weaving in and out of the trees and straining to hear if Sesshoumaru was in pursuit of her. She did not know if she was thankful or not for the silence left in her wake. Was it silent because she was crashing through the forest or was it silent because there was a dangerous demon stalking through it hunting her.

~Bitch thinks she can escape me, I smell her fear, I smell her resolve eventually she will come back for her pack. This Sesshoumaru does not wish to wait, I will enjoy this chase and the prize at the end.~

Red eyes followed the flashes of green and skin weaving through the forest as he calmly jogged through its close confines. Then the scent hit his nose the herb that could override his senses and knock him out if he was a weaker demon, he saw her stop by it and decided he had had enough of her rebellion.

~Yes! I found it, now to a) burn it or b) roll in it. Damn no matches, rolling it is. I am so going to need a hot spring later.~

Kagome had just gotten her knee in the patch of herb she wanted to roll in when a white blur streak from the trees right toward her. Before she could even drop into the herb a white clad arm had shot around her waist and she was being raised up into the air to Sesshoumaru shoulder leave.

“And what do you think you are doing Bitch?” commanded Sesshoumaru.

Kagome frowned at him and let her mouth get the better of her,

“Trying to get away from a crazy arse demon,” stated Kagome lifting her nose in the air as if she was standing safely on the ground.

~You will never escape me ~

Sesshoumaru just smiled at her response before rolling her down his arm to his shoulder keeping his arm curled around her waist so she would not fall or get away again.

“You will be punished for your defiance.” His voice came out in a deadly whisper wrapping around her sending chills down her spine,

Sesshoumaru walked further into the forest until he scented a body of water so he changed direction slightly.

When he had secured her on his shoulder Kagome had fought but had give up quickly when his hand had migrated from just above her knee to barely under her arse with a claw tracing the edge of cream and gold lace boy leg panties. She was still refusing to struggle when he had changed directions but that soon all changed when he popped his shoulder basically throwing her into a deep stream. Kagome surface screaming

“You low down dirty rotten filthy stupid mutt! How dare you lay a hand on me!”

Kagome continued to rant at the demon lord, so enraged that she failed to notice that while she was in the water her skirt and panties were not. Though she did notice when he dropped the skirt before taking a closer look at the panties, inhaling her unique Jasmine and vanilla scent unmarred by any other.

“Stop that, you pervert!” Kagome screeched blushing several shades of red.

Sesshoumaru looked up at her a smirk on his face. He let her underwear flutter to the ground before undoing the buckles on his armour. Her silence was deafening while she watched him shrug of his armour and remove his outer and inner haori. When his hand went to his hakama Kagome could not stay quite any more,

“Stop right there Mister, what in kami’s name do you think you are doing?” she asked before turning her back toward him in an attempt to preserve some modesty.

It was a stupid mistake, one should never turn their back on a demon, especially a Sesshoumaru controlled by his inner beast. A beast that did not seem to notice the tattoo high on her left shoulder, which would have raised questions. A beast that could only see cascading midnight black hair, soft porchlein flesh and wanted nothing more than to cover her in his scent so no one would ever touch her, especially his idiot brother. She heard to slide of silk against skin , of silk pooling on the ground and then nothing. After a few nervous minutes she turned to she where he was. He was not on the bank but his hakama were on the ground so she knew there was a very naked Sesshoumaru around somewhere. In the next instant she was captivated by water slick silver hair, sculpted pale flesh decorated in jewel like drops of water. She could not speak she could barely think. Every girls sexual fantasy was naked and hardly more than a foot in front of her.