New Story (Destined To the Stars)

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~Destined to the Stars~

~Chapter 5~

~Mine~

She laughed as she dodged another one of his attempts to get a hold of her. He didn’t seem like he was going to let her drop the subject any time soon, but she could keep this on forever if she wanted to. Couldn’t he see this chase was pointless? The only reason he had caught her in the first place was because she hadn’t been expecting him to react like that. She had expected a verbal lashing, not slammed on the bed and straddled. It was amusing to watch every ounce of his tightly wrought control slip with every miss.

Sesshoumaru growled as she continued to duck and dodge his every attempt to keep her in one place. After her little confession she had decided that their little deal was still a go and he had been after her for nearly an hour now. She really had no idea how much she was affecting him. She was going to drive him insane if she kept things up like this.

“Stop this nonsense! Will you just tell me already!” He bellowed out. He just couldn’t take anymore. If she didn’t stop this now his beast would take control and finish this for him. It was begging him to make her submit beneath him and show her who was really in charge.

She stuck out her lip in a pout and jumped on her bed. She could tell it was taking a lot of his strength not to snap. Really, he was such a spoilsport. He and Inuyasha had more in common then they thought. “Fine, but it’s not like I know that much. I just have these really cool powers that allow me to create and destroy whatever I want.”

Curiosity quickly took over his anger. “What do you mean by create?”

She smiled, as if expecting that sort of question, and opened a closed hand in front of his face. In the center sat a small sakura blossom.

Sesshoumaru scoffed, disbelieving. “A simple magic trick.”

Glaring at him she stuck out her tongue. “I wasn’t finished yet you intolerant jerk. Now pay attention.” She snapped. If she didn't want to show off so badly she would have just told him to shove it and ended it there. Unfortunately for her, something inside her just itched to gain his approval, itched to show him how powerful she really was and throw it in his face.

Gently she traced over the headboard of her bed with her fingers, leaving a trail of flowers in their path. Nothing spectacular really, but beautiful none the less. With a snap of her fingers, as if they were never there in the first place, withering to dust and drifting off from sight in a breeze he could not sense. He was bewildered.

She got up off the bed, making her way back out to the balcony, allowing her energy to flare out slightly. “I can do much better out here.” She didn’t have to turn around to know that he would follow. She smiled to herself. Only a slight glimpse of her power was enough to intrigue any being, especially youkai.

Not really allowed to make his body perform otherwise he slowly followed her moonlit form onto the balcony. The amount of power she had just taunted him with had sent his mind into overdrive. It was no wonder as to why his youki was smitten with the girl.

He couldn’t believe what he was witnessing. Pointing to the moon she smiled, focusing for a moment before firmly taking hold of an invisible rope that seemed to reach out towards the moon itself from what he could tell from her grip. Giving a small tug to the imaginary rope he watched in awe as the moon shifted in its stationary position. With each tug of the rope it came closer and closer until it was so close he felt he need only reach out and touch it. His eyes drifted over to her form, eyes closed in concentration, peaking out every so often to check her progress. A faint smile crossed over her lips as she opened her eyes yet again, letting go of the rope in the process. As if it had never been touched the moon snapped back into its original position in the night sky. He didn’t know what to say.

She took in his stunned form and she grinned, she just loved showing off, even if it did take a lot of energy and concentration. Little did he know she was far from finished. You always save the best for last.

She pointed to a star in the sky, one of her favorites called Betelgeuse, and then gave Sesshoumaru a wink before she closed her eyes and traced a pattern in the sky. The red star danced merrily in the sky, following her every move. With a snap of her fingers she destroyed the star, leaving behind nothing in its place. She said a silent apology before snapping again, recreating what she had just destroyed. It was just a show after all.

He watched, completely astonished, as the star exploded before his very eyes, fading away into the darkness surrounding it and all at her command. It was almost disturbing, slightly intimidating, and all bottled up in a seemingly ningen young female. Whatever she was, she was truly extraordinary and definitely worthy of being the mate of a powerful youkai. He had made his decision, she would be his.

As she lead him back inside the room she could feel his eyes on her back, feel him staring at her, watching, waiting… for something. The way he was watching her, her every move like she was some sort of prey, was setting her on edge. Perhaps it hadn’t been the answer he was looking for and he was angry. That or perhaps he still remembered earlier, but really, he shouldn’t still be upset about that. She was only playing. There was no way to judge him, so there was no way to know.

When she turned around she knew she wasn’t imagining things when he started closing in on her. Finally glancing at his eyes she could see the desire pooling in them, the intention in his movements towards her. Panic struck her small form and she backed away slowly. She didn’t know what to do. She didn’t want this did she? Why was she even hesitating? She never had to think about it with anyone else, the repulsion was immediate. What was it about him that drew her to him so? Could she? Maybe if he… NO! She yelled to herself for letting her mind wander there. Of course she didn’t want this.

Watching her back away from him had severed the final grasps he had on his control. She was trying to get away… again. He had not said he was finished with her yet, and she would not leave unless he approved of it. She was going to pay for making him go through hell earlier, no he hadn’t forgotten, and he was going to thoroughly enjoy every moment of it.

Closing in on her, he backed her up, pinning her form beneath his and the wall. Her body shivered as he took in her scent, nose tucked in the curve of her neck, breath dancing across her skin. It craved more, dare him to move further.

This wasn’t supposed to happen. Her control was not supposed to be lost so easily. It took everything she had to pull away from the trance he had pulled her into with his simple presence. A foreign feeling that terrified her, that only he could make her feel. This want… this need. She struggled against him, trying to break free of his grasp, but it was useless.

In a desperate attempt to get away she raised her hand to smack him, which was also useless. He quickly caught it within his own a mere inch from his face. She tried to pull her hand back but he wouldn’t let go. She had no idea what was wrong with him. Why was he acting like this?

Her eyes met his and a knot tied in her stomach. He couldn’t want her… could he? She tried to move again, but he held on to her. She had been struggling so much that she hadn’t noticed he had pulled her flush to his body.

He didn’t know what had taken him over. When their eyes met he was drawn into her, all anger forgotten. His eyes moved to her lips and he smiled as her tongue came out to moisten them. He couldn’t contain the hunger this girl stirred within his body, the insatiable need to taste her, capture her lips in his.

Her stomach tensed and her mind went racing as he inched his face closer to hers. She could feel his breath on her lips as he inched closer and closer, making it harder to breath. She couldn’t think. Her mind had gone completely blank, throwing all rational thought out the window.

He felt his strength dissolve and the desire grow more intense. Her scent was overwhelming, overpowering, enticing. His worries faded into the dark corner of his mind and he could no longer resist the desire that had devoured his body and soul. He needed to taste her, to see if she was as sweet as she smelled. He lowered his face to hers, capturing her lips in his, waiting for her to respond, to tell him it was okay, that she wasn’t scared, that she wanted it too.

With all rational thought gone she couldn’t fight her desires any longer and greedily accepted his kiss, gladly opening her mouth to him and deepening the kiss.

His mind was a blur as she deepened the kiss. He could feel his youki begging to come out, begging for her blood, for her body. The sound of her gasping for her breath when the kiss was broken sent a flood of warmth from his head to his groin.

He ached to taste the swell of her breasts, itched to pull her in and rub himself against her, and those delicate little fingers exploring his body, tracing across his back, over his hip, down… ‘No stop!’ He yelled at himself, not liking where his mind was taking him. He couldn’t let himself get carried away. He swallowed hard and tried to think cold thoughts, safe thoughts. He did not want to take her if she wasn’t willing, even though he doubted he could even if he tried.

Very slowly she let herself lean in further to him, until her face rested against the curve of his neck. His skin was hot, and beneath it, pressed lightly against her cheek, she could feel the disconnected beat of his heart for which no tune existed. Then there was the shivery stir of breath in her hair, and the fingers resting lightly against her back seemed to tremble and glide, tracing a shuddering pattern over her flesh so faintly that it might have been her imagination. Her mouth had gone completely dry.

Sesshoumaru gently nuzzled her hair and traced his fingers against her arm. Trails of fire ignited where he touched her, and she felt, in the tips of her breasts, in the depth of her belly, the sharp, dark burn of need. Slowly she noticed that she could no longer get enough oxygen through her nose. She could only struggle for air through her mouth, dragging swift streams of breath against his throat. No one had ever made her feel like this before. Why did it have to be him? They couldn't stand each other, right?

His hand reached her shoulder and slowly he pushed her against him once again. He needed her closer, yearned to touch every part of her possible at once.

Her back arched. The aching tips of her breasts suddenly rubbed against his chest and she fought the flood of desire between her thighs, fought not to whimper. Her skin was far too hot, his breath too heavy, his pulse too quick, and she needed to ease the hunger he stirred within her so badly that she couldn’t think, couldn’t focus, and all she wanted was… She wanted to kiss him. She wanted to touch him. She wanted to touch his skin, wanted to move restless and wild, rough and dark, over his body, wanted, wanted, wanted…

Swallowing hard he was skating along the high treacherous blade of desire. His mouth was so close to her skin that he needed only to part his lips and move them across the tiny space between them to taste her again. He wanted her so badly it hurt. But the moment he did he knew he wouldn’t stop. He didn’t know if she was ready for this, but oh how he hoped she was.

Reality crashed upon them when a knock on the door shattered the moment. Glaring at the door a growl managed to escape his lips. Whoever it was, they were going to be sorry. If he hadn’t been interrupted he could have possibly gotten what he wanted. She had not shown any fear.

Kagome whimpered as his warm body drifted from hers, still not willing to let go. That would have made this real, and she had convinced herself this had to be a dream. It had to be, there was no other reason for her to feel this way. But still he drifted away, leaving her cold and empty inside.

She knew there was someone at the door, she didn’t care. Why did they have to show up in the first place? If it was either Hojou or Kouga she was going to kill them. Actually, in all honesty, she wanted to kill whoever stood behind that door.

What had come over him was beyond her, but she had been enjoying it far too much to care. She doubted he would lose control like that again, making her that much more angry at the person standing behind that door.

She thought not to move, not to make a sound, and maybe they would think she was asleep. That might save both her and Sesshoumaru a little bit of embarrassment. Too bad there were other demons in the house.

The identity of the mystery person was soon revealed as they spoke through the door and knocked again. “Come on wench, open up! I know you’re in there, I can hear you breathing.”

Her eyes narrowed but quickly darted to Sesshoumaru when she heard yet another growl slip his throat and then to the door as it quickly burst open, super hanyou to the rescue. She rolled her eyes at his idiocy. Just because she hadn’t answered the door he had assumed she was in danger. So not the case.

Inuyasha growled at his brother and jumped between the two of them, his back to Kagome. “Kagome are you okay?”

She only glared at the back of his head, wishing that she had Clark Kent’s heat vision. She wasn’t going to dignify him with a response. He had a nose, she knew he could smell what had been going on.

That’s when the full reality of what had just occurred hit her. She had just been making out with Sesshoumaru, of all people! Why she was allowing any of this to happen in the first place was beyond her. It wasn’t like her to fall to pieces in a man’s arms like she just had. Now she didn’t know whether she wanted to kiss Inuyasha for bringing her to her senses or smack him for it, but decided against both and turned and walked out of the room. The fact that she had wanted it to continue scared her. She couldn’t get attached to someone only to leave them in the end. It would break her heart.

Both brothers didn’t move when she spun around on her heals, heading for the door, just watched in shock at her retreating form.

There was no way she was ever going to get to sleep now. Right now she needed to let off some steam and was so glad she had torn down the old house that used to be here for the one she designed. She didn’t know what she’d do without a dojo, probably end up hurting someone pretty badly.

Nanashi appeared before her when she entered the dojo giggling and pointing to her training outfit. “I take it you’ve had enough of men tonight?”

She glared at the girl in front of her. “You weren’t spying on us were you?” If she had been, she was going to kill her. It was embarrassing enough as it was.

Nanashi’s eyes widened with shock. She may have been misbehaving a little lately, but she would never stoop so low as to spy. “No! I would never do such a thing! I merely heard the ruckus Inuyasha was making! Please, don’t be angry with me!”

Kagome sighed and grabbed her clothes. “Don’t worry, I’m not angry with you. I’m sorry I’m being so touchy. I really need to let off this steam.”

Nanashi smiled. “Shall I play the Carmina Burana mix?”

Kagome smiled and nodded her head. “Let’s see if we can beat the record, shall we?”

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“What is your relationship with Kagome bastard?” Inuyasha spat out when she left the room, finally overcoming his shock at her abrupt departure. “What business do you have to be in her room at this time of night?”

Sesshoumaru’s eyes narrowed, but he still held his ever stoic mask. It was taking all he had not to rip him limb from limb, the only thing keeping him from it being Kagome. The thought of what the hanyou had interrupted continued to fuel his anger, however. “What business I have with her is none of your concern. You have a mate to protect, not her.”

“You will not filthy her with your hands!” Inuyasha screamed and lunged at him.

He merely rolled his eyes and sidestepped the attack. Now he was just being ridiculous. Fighting blindly was going to get the hanyou nowhere. “It would be in your best interest not to do that again. I don’t think Kagome would be too happy with me when she found your mutilated body in her house. And whether or not I filthy her with my hands is her decision. She is a grown woman and can make those choices herself.”

Inuyasha growled and lunged at him again only to miss. “You bastard! Who says she’ll find mine?”

Sesshoumaru’s eyes narrowed and a vicious growl slipped his throat warning Inuyasha to back off. Having enough of the situation he quickly left the room, leaving the wretched hanyou to stand there looking like an idiot. If this continued any longer she probably wouldn’t be talking to him in the near future.

Another growl slipped his throat as he walked down the hall. That idiot really did have the worst timing. Now he was going to have to work off this frustration that was building before he killed someone.

His feet quickly took him to the dojo that had nearly killed him last visit, it would be the perfect distraction he needed to get her off his mind. The moment he opened the door he was greeted with the blaring sounds of Carmina Burana, some techno remix he could only suppose. Curious, he made his way into the room only to be blessed with one of the most beautiful sights he had ever seen before in his life. More beautiful than a demonness in the throes of passion, was his Kagome dancing through the obstacle course like it was nothing, the same course that nearly killed him.

Sesshoumaru groaned as he watched her slender agile form dodge and block everything that came her way, his already tight pants getting tighter by the second. How could this one girl rouse so much in him? Especially one that never really cared to try? But then, that was probably why he was attracted to her in the first place… because she wasn’t like every other woman he’d met, clinging to him like there was no tomorrow, trying to trap him into a relationship, get from him all they could. She showed little interest in him other than as a friend and desired nothing from him.

She knew he was there, but she wasn’t about to injure herself by getting distracted by him. That may give him all the motive he needed to get close to her again without her being able to deny it, so she ignored his presence. His appearance had already ruined her chances of beating her best time. It may have only been a fraction of a second, but it had made all the difference. She did, however, mentally curse her luck that he would find her. The kami’s really must love toying with her. She was trying to get her mind off of him not on him again.

He watched in awe until her form finally came to a stop. She had yet to look in his direction and he was beginning to think she didn’t know he was there. That was, until she spoke.

“So are you going to stand there gawking all night long or did you actually come in here for a reason?” She snapped as she wiped her body off. Having him watching her every move was getting a little unnerving. Really, she had just wished he would leave, but then that would have made things easy.

He growled and made his way over to her. She was provoking him on purpose. “I was not gawking, merely surprised. It is not every day you see a human perform the way you just did.”

Kagome rolled her eyes and turned to walk off, not knowing the reaction her moves were going to obtain. “Yeah, well like I told you before, I’m no ordinary human. Don’t get all weird on me again.”

His eyes narrowed as he watched her try to leave and he quickly grabbed a hold of her arm, pulling her back to his chest and wrapping his arms around her waist. Leaning over he growled into her ear. “You didn’t seem to mind too much.” She wasn’t getting away this time.

Her body went limp in his embrace. “This can’t happen.” She whispered, not really trusting her voice. She might not be able to explain this feeling he ignited in her by his touch alone, but it couldn’t happen. She needed him to go on this flight. She had a backup person for every area of the ship for a reason. It called to her.

Sesshoumaru growled, loosening his grip enough to look her in the eyes. “Who says?” If anyone was feeding her false information he would cut out their tongue with a spoon. No one stood in the way of what he wanted.

Her eyes met his, a fierce and determined look coming across her face. “I do.” She didn’t allow him time to object. It took all she had to ignore the feelings he was invoking in her by his touch alone. She needed to get this out. “I didn’t go through all of this just to screw it all up with a little fling. If we got together you wouldn’t be allowed on the flight crew and then I would need to train another person to take your position. There needs to be someone else who understands what’s going on. That would take months, months that I would rather not waste, especially on something that was caused by rampaging hormones.”

Her eyes narrowed as she glared up at him, daring him to challenge her. Not even five minutes within his presence and she was all riled up again. She would be damned if he thought he could just waltz into her life and she would swoon at his mere presence. His next question caught her off guard.

“You could fly this thing alone. Why do you insinuate that you will not return?” He had wondered about this earlier, wondered about all the flair. Everything had been designed by her, and if she chose, it was capable to control everything from one panel. Hell, her “computer” could do it for her. Yet, she still had a person for every post, a backup of sorts. He had figured it just her being careful, however, he knew now that couldn’t be the case.

He watched the shock flash briefly in her gaze before being quickly replaced again with anger. There was no doubt in his mind now that he was correct. She broke his gaze and stared at the ground. So she was going to lie to him? Did she really think him so low not to notice?

“I do not know what you are talking about.” She ground out as she looked to the floor. Were her motives so transparent? Why was it that HE had to notice? He wasn’t as easy to fool as everyone else. Which was also the answer to her question.

He scoffed. “Do not take me for a fool.”

“It is not such a bad thing to hope for given the circumstances.” She bit back, still not willing to give him the answer he was looking for.

“Kagome.” His tone was demanding.

“Dreams.” She whispered out in defeat.

“What?” What the hell did dreams have to do with any of this?

“They tell me I will not be on the return trip.” There really was no use in denying his answer any longer. He had to understand why they couldn’t be together.

Sesshoumaru growled at the thought of her walking to her own demise. “Then why do you still wish to go?”

Silver clashed with gold as her gaze met his. “I will suffer no discomfort so there is nothing to be scared of.”

He quickly brought her into a tight embrace and growled in her ear. “You will be mine soon enough and what’s mine doesn’t walk away too easily.”

Before she could say any kind of retort he pulled away, leaving a gentle kiss on her forehead that sent shivers down her spine. As she watched him leave she had the sudden feeling she was in way over her head. It was going to take a lot more than that to discourage him and she had no idea how she would be able to fend him off… if she really wanted to.

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