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the itch
Chapter 4
Kagome ran through the forest trying to outrace the demon behind her, the feelings and thoughts coming out from inside her. ‘Duck!’ the voice spoke sharply in her mind. Kagome ducked just barely in time to turn sharply away from the arm that seemed to appear out of nowhere in front of her. Looking almost crossed-eyes at the long green arm ending in a webbed hand. She looked at the owner in time to see his leering smile then widening eyes as he noticed who was behind her. Taking advantage of the distraction that she knew this newcomer would provide she ran past him deeper into the trees. Leaving behind the protesting, webbed, green man to explain his actions to Sesshoumaru.
Jumping across a wide stream she paused to take in her bearings. Lights gathered around her. Seeming to dance in glee as she started scratching furiously at her back. Trying to reach the spot between her shoulder blades. Not quite succeeding to her chagrin. ‘I have a powerful demon chasing me and I’m stopping to scratch an itch. Oh this shirt is, no, no it’s the bra. The bra has to go. Stripping to her waist she tore off the offending piece of material, holding it out before her.
Noticing lights out of the corner of her eyes, her jaw dropped as she watch the bright figures pick up her shirt. Twirling it over their little heads they meticulously tore it to shreds. Chanting “She won’t want this. Want this. Need to get rid of it. Rid of it. No more. No more.”
Dropping her bra she lunged trying to save her shirt. But the lights just laughed and twirled faster. Laughing as little pieces of fabric floated to the earth below. They suddenly stopped their mad swirling to all float motionless. Kagome saw that they were all pointing.
“It’s rude to point. When you point you have three fingers pointing right back at you. Anyways its all you fault that I’m topless now.” Taking a deep breath to continue her lecture she saw that they all held wide grins and was pointing over her shoulder not below. Gasping she brought her arms back around to cover her chest just knowing that she had forgotten what she was running from in the first place.
Valiantly ignoring the itch in her back she took off back into the forest screaming, “If you lay one hand on me I’ll haunt you for the rest of your days. Calling you Fluffy on every other Tuesday, all day long! I’m such an idiot. Only Idiots stop to scratch an itch! Oh I really need to scratch my back!”
As Kagome ran through the underbrush of the forest her skin started to softly glow. Glowing brighter with every beat of her heart. When the glow reached her eyes she slowed to a walk then stopped. Standing still she waited. As Sesshoumaru stopped a few feet away she whirled suddenly. Leaping at him she tried to take him by surprise. Jumping onto his shoulders she reached for the high branch in the tree above. As her hand was a bare inch away she felt a hand grasp her ankle pulling her away from her goal. Screaming in frustration she whirled back to face him.
“What is going on? Why me? I don’t understand this.” Gesturing around her trying to express what she felt was changing inside. She felt that it was right that it wasn’t wrong or a curse but something that she was born to do. That all this time, sheltered by a cocoon of humanity. Snarling at the dog demon that held her foot in his firm grasp, she watched as he twisted her ankle. Causing her to turn with the ankle or feel the pain. When she turned onto her stomach he suddenly pulled her to him. Gasping as she felt the dirt and rocks scrape across her front she screamed when he slashed twice at her back.
Immense pain stunned her struggling, as she felt the pressure build at the injured wounds. Kagome fainted as the wings burst through to lie limply down her back. The last thought, as insane as it seem to fit the moment, was that at least her back didn’t itch anymore.
Sesshoumaru stepped to her side, reached down to straightened her fluttering new appendages then grabbed her underneath her arm. Pulling her up across his chest, he placed her head at his shoulder, cradling the rest. Calling his cloud forth he floated up into the sky. He turned his attention towards the center of Japan he traveled to the hidden, ancient, kingdom of the sprites. Reaching the palace that lied at the heart of an ancient volcano, he landed lightly on his feet before the massive gate. Stepping boldly through the widening gates he trekked across the courtyard. A pavilion sheltered a bower of flowers that encircled a throne that had no high back support. Sesshomauru laid the sleeping Kagome on her side in the throne, her arm slipping off to touch the blossoms growing to the side of the throne. The plant softly reached up its soft leaves to grasp her still fingers. Stroking its petals across Kagome’s wrist you could almost hear the young flower sigh in contentment.
He stepped slowly out of the pavilion to the center of the courtyard. Looking up at the moon, transformed into his demon form. Howling could be heard echoing through out the land. Calling powerful demons to once again visit the ancient palace.
Kagome ran through the forest trying to outrace the demon behind her, the feelings and thoughts coming out from inside her. ‘Duck!’ the voice spoke sharply in her mind. Kagome ducked just barely in time to turn sharply away from the arm that seemed to appear out of nowhere in front of her. Looking almost crossed-eyes at the long green arm ending in a webbed hand. She looked at the owner in time to see his leering smile then widening eyes as he noticed who was behind her. Taking advantage of the distraction that she knew this newcomer would provide she ran past him deeper into the trees. Leaving behind the protesting, webbed, green man to explain his actions to Sesshoumaru.
Jumping across a wide stream she paused to take in her bearings. Lights gathered around her. Seeming to dance in glee as she started scratching furiously at her back. Trying to reach the spot between her shoulder blades. Not quite succeeding to her chagrin. ‘I have a powerful demon chasing me and I’m stopping to scratch an itch. Oh this shirt is, no, no it’s the bra. The bra has to go. Stripping to her waist she tore off the offending piece of material, holding it out before her.
Noticing lights out of the corner of her eyes, her jaw dropped as she watch the bright figures pick up her shirt. Twirling it over their little heads they meticulously tore it to shreds. Chanting “She won’t want this. Want this. Need to get rid of it. Rid of it. No more. No more.”
Dropping her bra she lunged trying to save her shirt. But the lights just laughed and twirled faster. Laughing as little pieces of fabric floated to the earth below. They suddenly stopped their mad swirling to all float motionless. Kagome saw that they were all pointing.
“It’s rude to point. When you point you have three fingers pointing right back at you. Anyways its all you fault that I’m topless now.” Taking a deep breath to continue her lecture she saw that they all held wide grins and was pointing over her shoulder not below. Gasping she brought her arms back around to cover her chest just knowing that she had forgotten what she was running from in the first place.
Valiantly ignoring the itch in her back she took off back into the forest screaming, “If you lay one hand on me I’ll haunt you for the rest of your days. Calling you Fluffy on every other Tuesday, all day long! I’m such an idiot. Only Idiots stop to scratch an itch! Oh I really need to scratch my back!”
As Kagome ran through the underbrush of the forest her skin started to softly glow. Glowing brighter with every beat of her heart. When the glow reached her eyes she slowed to a walk then stopped. Standing still she waited. As Sesshoumaru stopped a few feet away she whirled suddenly. Leaping at him she tried to take him by surprise. Jumping onto his shoulders she reached for the high branch in the tree above. As her hand was a bare inch away she felt a hand grasp her ankle pulling her away from her goal. Screaming in frustration she whirled back to face him.
“What is going on? Why me? I don’t understand this.” Gesturing around her trying to express what she felt was changing inside. She felt that it was right that it wasn’t wrong or a curse but something that she was born to do. That all this time, sheltered by a cocoon of humanity. Snarling at the dog demon that held her foot in his firm grasp, she watched as he twisted her ankle. Causing her to turn with the ankle or feel the pain. When she turned onto her stomach he suddenly pulled her to him. Gasping as she felt the dirt and rocks scrape across her front she screamed when he slashed twice at her back.
Immense pain stunned her struggling, as she felt the pressure build at the injured wounds. Kagome fainted as the wings burst through to lie limply down her back. The last thought, as insane as it seem to fit the moment, was that at least her back didn’t itch anymore.
Sesshoumaru stepped to her side, reached down to straightened her fluttering new appendages then grabbed her underneath her arm. Pulling her up across his chest, he placed her head at his shoulder, cradling the rest. Calling his cloud forth he floated up into the sky. He turned his attention towards the center of Japan he traveled to the hidden, ancient, kingdom of the sprites. Reaching the palace that lied at the heart of an ancient volcano, he landed lightly on his feet before the massive gate. Stepping boldly through the widening gates he trekked across the courtyard. A pavilion sheltered a bower of flowers that encircled a throne that had no high back support. Sesshomauru laid the sleeping Kagome on her side in the throne, her arm slipping off to touch the blossoms growing to the side of the throne. The plant softly reached up its soft leaves to grasp her still fingers. Stroking its petals across Kagome’s wrist you could almost hear the young flower sigh in contentment.
He stepped slowly out of the pavilion to the center of the courtyard. Looking up at the moon, transformed into his demon form. Howling could be heard echoing through out the land. Calling powerful demons to once again visit the ancient palace.