Starcrossed

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Kagome did not know what possessed her to ask him of all people. She was blushing just thinking about the questions… But she knew he was the only one that would give her a straight answer.

“Ugh! I need to suck it up and do it already!” she mumbled to herself, adjusting the headphones on her head. The song “The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot” was suddenly wrapping around her consciousness, and giving her the little bit of confidence she needed to get her feet moving, in step to the bass line, down the hall while unwittingly humming aloud.

The still slightly apprehensive Kagome reminded herself of how… accommodating InuYasha’s older “half” brother had always been to her. Ever since she could remember he would patiently answer any questions she had, annoying her to no end by correcting her grammar along the way. However, as far as she knew, he did not mind when she barged into his office about once a week, and was the only one with enough guts to do so.

She remembered the time that InuYasha had decided to storm into his brother’s private study to ask him if he would take Kagome and himself to the movies for her tenth birthday.



Big mistake…



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She had been sitting in their lavish living room, watching the television that was taller than her, when InuYasha’s ten-year-old fire rat clad body went sailing out from the hallway into the opposite wall. All Kagome had seen was a red blur as it flashed across the American imported episode of Transformers: Robots In Disguise. She heard a loud bang as his body left a decent sized dent that their father would later discipline them both for. When Kagome turned to see that the red flying streak was her playmate, she was shocked into stillness.

Sesshoumaru calmly walked into the room and over to the pile of flesh that was beginning to twitch, and in a voice so cold that Kagome felt goose bumps, he said to his younger sibling “Never. Interrupt me. Again.”

With that he turned and walked back toward the hallway, pausing to nonchalantly greet Kagome. Still gripped by the vestiges of shock, the little girl continued to stare at him with big blue eyes before remembering her manners and choking out a garbled “Hello” previous to his disappearance down the corridor. After a few minutes she managed to snap out of her surprise and run to her beloved friend’s side.

“I guess that was a solid ‘no’,” he laughed breathlessly. Kagome grinned; glad to see he still had his sense of humor and was not brain-dead. Gently she helped him to sit up.

“Ouch,” he moaned pitifully, “I think he cracked a rib…”

Kagome rolled her eyes, knowing that her friend was probably just milking it for all it was worth for her sympathy. But she wouldn’t fall so easily… nor forget how he tended to make fun of her human frailty.

“It will probably be healed in an hour with your super amazing youki powers, unlike the poor weak human ribs I have,” she sighed sarcastically. After a quiet moment in which she made the first rash decision concerning Sesshoumaru, she said casually “Ho about I go ask him?”

The change was immediate. InuYasha leaned forward grabbing her arm firmly, panic written on the features of his face before he winced at the pain in his ribs. “NO!” he all but shouted, “DON’T!”

“InuYasha, calm down,” she said, scared by the wild look in his eyes, “you’re hurting me!”

The boy looked down at his hand as if he didn’t recognize it, then quickly released her. Kagome snatched her arm back and rubbed the sensitive flesh. She just knew it was going to bruise.

“It’s okay Yashi. He’s not going to hurt me, alright? Today’s my birthday… he has to be nice to me.”

Kagome watched as he continued to stare at his hand in horror. Gently she placed her hand in his and squeezed reassuringly. “It’s okay. It was an accident.”

He looked at her, his eyes pleading for understanding, and only when she gave a gentle smile did he seem to calm.

Taking this as her cue to leave, she began the trek to Sesshoumaru’s study. Before she even realized she had gone anywhere she found herself standing outside his office, hesitant, for the first time, to enter. After about a minute, when she began to turn and retreat, she heard him call her name. Slowly she opened the door and poked her head inside, observing how he casually sat in his leather chair, overlooking some document he’d written that she would probably wind up reading later in college.

She new he would smell her mild fear, he was a dog demon after all, but she decided to nevertheless play it cool.

“Hey Fluffy!” she chirped, noticing how he squeezed his eyes closed and took a deep cleansing breath. “What’d InuYasha do this time?”

“Kagome,” he began in his ‘grammar lecture voice’ as she liked to call it, “what did I tell you about inventing your own contractions?”

Sighing she plopped into the seat facing him, and growled out a defiant “Not to.”

“Full sentences, complete with subjects in my presence Miss Higurashi”

“You said not to” she grumbled, crossing her arms.

“Thank you. Now how may I assist your voracious mind this afternoon?” he asked, leaning forward as a smile formed in his eyes.

“Why did you hurt InuYasha like that?” she asked before she could stop herself, instantly regretting it as the smile faded from his honey orbs.

Leaning back into the seat of his chair, he silently regarded her. “How familiar are you with pack hierarchy?”

“Higher –what?” she asked, looking at him as if he were speaking a different language.

“Hierarchy.” He paused, thinking of how to explain it to a ten-year-old child. “Think of a pyramid.” he said, watching as she nodded. You know that there are many stones at the bottom, right? And on each level that you go up there are less stones, and less, until there is only one at the top. That is how a pack hierarchy works… The stone at the top is the one with the most power and leadership abilities-”

“Your father?” she interrupted, putting a finger against her own lips at his deadpan glare. “Sorry.”

“Yes. My father would be the top stone. Under which would be InuYasha’s mother and I, then would come my father’s siblings if he had any, then InuYasha and the others of his maturity… or lack of it.”

Kagome grinned.

“So, the reason why I threw InuYasha out of my office was because he was challenging my status as Beta… or, second in command. In his rush to get his way, he forgot to show the proper respect, and instead ordered me to do something, resorting to unbecoming behavior of one of his lower station.”

The little girl looked away, feeling as if it was her fault. If it hadn’t been her birthday he might not have gotten overly excited…

“Do not think to blame yourself for the whelp’s shortcomings.” he said, reading her like a book. “He has done it before, and will continue to do so until he learns to respect my station, or defeats me. Now, I will take you and my brat of a half brother to see the wretched movie you have chosen, but I will not stay, nor will I participate in whatever festivity they have planned for you later this evening.”

“Okay! Thanks Sesshoumaru. I really appreciate this!” Kagome said as she jumped out of her seat to go tell her friend that they had a date with the silver screen. She was half way to the door when the demon lord stopped her.

“Little bird…” he said softly, musically, “I will not cage you, nor could I harm you. You have nothing to fear from this big bad wolf.”

She smiled at him, not wanting her voice to end this uniquely fragile moment between her and Sesshoumaru. But she knew things would be different.



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And so, five years later as she walked down that same hall, she smiled to herself for apparently no reason. She giggled as she remembered InuYasha’s face when she told him that she had gotten her way. Priceless. And the runt of a hanyou was half the reason why she was taking this trip anyways.

Maybe if she had decided to ask two minutes later everything would have been different for them.

Maybe if she didn’t wear her headphones everywhere, like her mother told her not to, then she would have heard the noises and turned around to leave.

Maybe if she had knocked.

Maybe if.

Maybe.

Or the fates just had to ‘fuck up their relationship’ as she would later muse. As it was, she had the headphones on, didn’t knock, and had the perfect timing to see Sesshoumaru fucking Kagura on his prized mahogany desk.

Shocked beyond all understanding, her body reacted like that of a rabbit’s and froze. Her eyes widened to take in every detail that she never really wanted to see. The way that Kagura’s semi-exposed breasts were bouncing as if they were about to fly off with every thrust from his lean, powerful hips. The way his pants were still mostly on and his shirt torn with a few buttons missing. The way that his hands were grabbing onto her hips so hard that she was bleeding a little. The way she could clearly hear the sound of flesh slapping against flesh now that Brand New no longer played in her ears. The way she could see the faint sheen of the wind demoness’ juices as it coated his monster sized penis. The way his eyes shown with a slightly feral sheen to them, and his hair seemed to dance. The way that every muscle in his body tensed as that fat pig of a whore began to squeal beneath him, shouting his name. Every single detail she took in, her mind going blank except for his mind-numbing beauty. And suddenly, when he gave a satisfied grunt and a last twitch of his hips, she wished that it had been her.

Sesshoumaru looked up at the sound of sneakers hurriedly slapping on the wooden floors now that his mind wasn’t fogged by lust. The door was open. He knew for a fact that Kagura had closed it when she entered, looking to ‘get a piece’ as she had so commonly put it. Unable to smell whom it was due to concentration of the wind whore’s pungent scent, and his own if he were to be fair, he disengaged himself from her loose cunt, snapping his pants back into place. He walked over to the door, and froze. Kagome’s gentle scent of ripe pears, and sakura tickled his nose.

He suddenly felt so old. Like the weight of the world was on his shoulders. He wasn’t sure if the humans taught their young about sex, but he knew he should go talk to her, and explain.

“Clean up after yourself Kagura,” he growled, “And I’m sure you are well acquainted with the back entrance. Leave.”









A/N: Yay for me! I decided, literally at the last minute, to split this chapter into two parts. Don’t worry though, I should have Part II up before Friday is over, and Chapter 3 will still be up on Tuesday… or Wednesday. Good news is that the lemon is already written thanks to some impatient friends of mine… damn them. So, only 1.5 chapters until the smutty goodness that I promised! Once again, thank you to the seven greatest people on the Earth so far for REVIEWING!



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