As a request to YinKeket, I will go back and introduce Kagome and Sesshoumaru, their first date, the marriage, everything that happened before Rin was born! I bet everyone likes that, don't you?
Well, I better not linger up here too much long. On with the story!
Anime: Inuyasha A/U
Pairing: Sesshoumaru/Kagome
Genre: Romance/Drama
Rating: M
Beta: None
Disclaimer: I hereby disclaim all ownership, but the plot is entirely mine
Summary: We go back to the time where it all began with a spill. The story of how Kagome and Sesshoumaru begins..
It All Began With A Spill
Kagome ran her hands down the smooth leather of the jacket that, with the help of Jakotsu, she picked out to cover the skin of her chest that the corset failed to protect. She would not admit this out loud, but the dark haired girl liked the way the tight clothing fit on her. The dark coloring flattered her pale complexion and enhanced the blue highlights of her raven hair. All in all Kagome looked drop dead gorgeous. Reaching up, she timidly touched one of the soft ears on the headband that was hidden in her thick hair; then touched the long silky tail attached to the belt of her pants; and then opened her mouth to reveal the faux fangs, running her tongue over the sharp tips.
"Jii-chan would have slapped an ofudo on me and shouted, 'Youkai begone!" she giggled softly before a somber look overtook her features. She missed her grandfather dearly. It has only been a few years since his death. Higurashi Satoshi was diagnosed with congestive heart failure and as time went on his condition got worse. Then that fateful day happened. Higurashi Satoshi had a massive heart attack and went into a coma and never woke up.
It was Kagome's decision to shut of the respirator, finally allowing her grandfather's spirit to find rest among the kamis to be reunited with his late wife. It was a hard choice but it was for the best. Kagome did not want her grandfather to suffer any longer than what was needed. She cried and cried until his cremation ceremony; it was then she could not even shed one tear. Instead she smiled and prayed that he made a safe trip to the other world.
For the first time since her grandpa died, a single aquamarine tear slid down her cheek, which she promptly wiped away. No, she had to be strong for her grandpa. It's what he would have wanted. Two solid knocks on her door caused the raven haired woman to jump slightly and she smoothed her hair down to cover the headband.
"Coming!" Kagome said as she walked across her living room to the oaken door. Flipping the lock, the dark haired girl opened the door and let out a girlish squeal. "Sango-chan!"
"Kagome-chan!" a tall brown haired woman said as she ran to meet the other girl in a tight embrace. She pulled away from Kagome and held out at arms length by the shoulders. "You look amazing!"
The dark haired girl laughed softly. "You look great too, Sango."
Hattori Sango was a tall woman with long waist length chocolate brown hair and dark brown eyes that always had a strip of pink on her lids. In celebration of the Halloween Party, Sango dressed up as a taijiya from Sengoku Jidai time frame. Her skin-tight black suit had pink shoulder, elbow, abdomen, and knee guards. A red sash was tied around her waist with wakizashi slipped through it and strapped across her back was a large bone boomerang called Hiraikotsu. Her long hair was pulled up into high ponytail at the crown of her head.
"You ready to-" Sango stopped, a bright angry blush spread over the bridge of her nose as she raised her fist. Whirling around quickly, her hand connected with flesh in a hard smack. "Hentai!"
A pained whine followed by a small chuckle was heard. "My sweet Sango. We've been together for nearly five years and yet you continue to strike me for touching you."
Sango stuck her tongue out at the owner of the voice. "Shut up, monk!"
Kagome giggled at her two friends. "Hi, Miroku."
Kouji Miroku, Sango's boyfriend of five years, was a man of average height with black hair that he wore slicked back into a small dragon's tail and deep, almost black, violet eyes that always seemed to have a lecherous gleam in them. In celebration for the Halloween Party, Miroku was dressed a houshi from the Sengoku Jidai, wearing a deep blue robe that a lighter blue robe tied over it and straw sandals. Clutched tightly in his right hand was a golden staff topped with a metal finish with two sections, each with three rings called a shakujou.
"Ahh! Kagome!" Miroku smiled as he made his way over to the dark haired woman, enveloping her in a tight embrace. "It's been so long!"
Kagome grinned and returned the hug the boy was giving her. "It hasn't been that long, Miroku." an anger mark appeared on her forehead as her right eyebrow started to twitch. "And I see you haven't gave up your lecherous ways!" she shouted and shoved him away from her, baring her teeth.
Miroku grinned sheepishly as he scratched his still red cheek. Soon he scrunching his eyes up from the pain that exploded from the back of his head, courtesy of his girlfriend. Blinking back tears, Miroku cleared his voice, "Anyhow, we should get going. The party starts in fifteen minutes."
"Okay, just let me grab my purse." Kagome called out as she turned on her heels, stumbling slightly because of her boots. Once she acquired the little black bag, she joined her two best friends outside and walked to Miroku's sleek black camaro. The dark haired woman slid into the back seat and put on her seatbelt and grinned at her friends. "Let's go!"
"Kagome!"
Kagome looked up at the sound of her name being called and saw someone wearing a bright yellow kimono that had green six petal flowers sewn into the material. A dark grey scarf was draped over their thin, yet broad shoulders and a sword was strapped across their back. A bright smile spread over Kagome's lips as she waved, "Jakotsu-san!" she quickly made her way over to the effeminate male and hugged him tightly. "You look awesome!"
Jakotsu grinned and struck a pose. "I know. But you look even better! Leather suits you well." His black eyes shifted to the two people standing behind his new friend, mainly on the young man. "Kags, who's the sexy monk?"
Miroku turned blue in the face and slid closer to Sango at the comment the dark haired male made. He took hold of his girlfriend's hand and let out a sigh of relief when Jakotsu pouted slightly. "I'm Kouji Miroku and this is my girlfriend, Hattori Sango. We're close friends of Kagome's."
Sango lifted a dark brow at Miroku at the hasty introduction he gave, but chuckled lowly under her breath when she caught sight of the bluish tint over his face. Removing her hand from his iron grip, the brunette walked over to Jakotsu and held out her hand. "Konbanwa, watashi wa Hattori Sango."
Jakotsu looked at her outstretched back briefly before gripping it with his own. "Boku wa Jakotsu."
The brunette grinned brightly at the effeminate man. "Thanks for taking care of Kagome for me. She's like a little sister to me."
"Oh, it's no problem at all. Kags has an awesome personality." A bright gleam entered his dark eyes as he rushed over and took hold of Kagome's hand. "That reminds me. Kagome! I want you to meet my Aniki!"
Kagome gasped as her gay friend proceeded to drag her into the house, which the Halloween Party was commencing. "Jakotsu-san!" She flashed Sango a pleading look, but frowned when her best friend merely waved at her and smiled before she took hold of Miroku's hand. With a defeated sigh, the raven haired woman allowed her new friend to drag her through the crowd of dancing bodies. Soon they reached a flight of stairs and Kagome had to struggle to not fall in her boots with each climb. "Jakotsu-san, slow down! I'm going to fall!"
Jakotsu flashed her a grin. "Just a little longer. My Aniki is on the second floor!"
Unable to resist returning the child-like smile he was giving her, Kagome let her lips tilt upward at Jakotsu and continued to follow him up the stairs. She nodded at a few classmates she noticed as they brushed past them. Soon, Jakotsu walked up to a small group of guys, each of them wearing something that made them look like they belonged in the Sengoku Jidai. Briefly, the dark haired girl wondered if that was the theme or something. So far everyone she came in contact with was wearing kimonos and armor.
"Ano...Jakotsu-san?" she said.
The dark haired male hummed his attention as he looked left and right with his hand over his eyes.
"Was the theme of the party Sengoku Jidai or something?" Kagome asked, tilting her head to the side. "I mean you're wearing armor and a kimono that makes you look like a mercenary."
"No." Jakotsu laughed nervously. "My aniki wanted us to go together as a group." His black eyes lit up as he extended his index finger. "There they are now! Aniki!"
Kagome followed Jakotsu through another crowd of gyrating bodies, the heat of the room finally getting to her and making her skin slick with sweat. She wiped her forehead and smoothed her hair back down when they came to a stop and placed a smile on her face. Extended her hand out, Kagome said, "Hi, I'm Kagome. Nice to meet you!"
The two men in front of her when dressed to match Jakotsu's mercenary theme.
The shorter one had sapphire eyes and long black hair that was braided into a single plait down his back. He was wearing a white pair of hakama with a white haori that only had a blue patch on his shoulder. He also wore a type of iron armor over his clothes along with a shoulder guard attached the rest of the armor by a strip of red cloth. The armor was tied at the waist with a red obi. His armor has a purple fern like pattern on it. He did not wear shoes, instead he had on the traditional ninja footwear. Along with that he had on black gloves that were held in place by his middle fingers. He had a tattoo of a four-pointed star on his forehead and was very handsome.
The taller of the two men had on a blue haori that had lighter blue stripes going down the chest and shoulders and matching hakamas. He also had on a type of armor over his clothes with two brown shoulder guards attached to his breastplate by red strings. His armor was tied at the waist by a green sash. The man also had on dark grey arm guards that stopped at his wrists and black boots.
A calloused hand gripped hers in a soft hold, lifting her hand to a pair of soft lips, which touched the back of her hand. "It's nice to meet one of Jakotsu's female friends. Since he doesn't have many. I'm Bankotsu."
Blinking her eyes, the dark haired girl felt her face heat up under the intense stare of this man's bright sapphire blue eyes. Slowly Kagome took her hand back and clutched it close to her chest, earning a smirk from Bankotsu.
"A shy one, eh?" he raised a dark brow. "You're a cute little neko."
Kagome felt her blush deepen. "Arigatou." she turned to the other man leaning against the bar table, sipping at a glass filled with a red liquid. "And you are?"
"Suikotsu." he grunted, lifting the glass to his lips once more.
The dark haired girl felt a weird vibe coming off of him, like he was struggling to keep something bottled up inside. Kagome jumped when an arm wrapped around her waist and she was suddenly pulled to the dance floor.
"Dance with me, Koneko." Bankotsu's velvety voice whispered in her ear.
"No." Sesshoumaru growled out for the kami knows how many times. He tapped his fingers along the oaken desk of his classroom. Why would not this insolent whelp he dared to call brother not give? The older man did not wish to go to some silly party. A growl built up in his chest when his brother pleaded with him once more.
"Come on, Sesshoumaru!" a gruff voice said, "Don't be such an ass!" a young man with long unruly black hair that haloed a boyishly good-looking face with deep violet eyes. " 'sides this is the only time where we can freely be in our original forms!"
The Japanese History teacher stared the boy in the eyes, his honey-brown orbs narrowed and cold. "Inuyasha..." he began, venom laced in his tone. "I am not going to the party and that is final." he swiveled around his chair to the computer behind him and began clicking away on the keyboard. "I have work to do."
Inuyasha slammed his hands on the cherrywood desk, his teeth grinding in irritation. "Sesshoumaru!" he barked. "As CEO of West Corp, I order you to come with me to the party!"
Sesshoumaru spun the chair around so quickly that Inuyasha jumped back from the desk, his eyes holding a murderous gleam. "You order me?" he echoed, his voice low and filled with anger. The older brother rose from his seat and began to stalk over to Inuyasha, making the shorter man shrink back. "What gives you the authority to order me, Sesshoumaru, around like a lap dog, half-breed?"
The younger brother felt his teeth gritting against each other, causing his jaw to ache as his canines pierced his lip. Blood slid down his chin and he quickly licked it away. Inuyasha steeled his eyes and glared right back at his brother. "Oyaji gave me the authority to order you around!" he smirked at the slight flinch Sesshoumaru gave. "You may be the heir, but I'm the CEO!"
A low growl vibrated through Sesshoumaru's chest. "Insolent whelp!" he lashed out and wrapped his hand around Inuyasha's throat. His lips pulled back into a snarl when the younger boy reached up and grabbed his wrist, trying to pry it away. In the midst of Inuyasha's struggling, the gold rolex wristwatch was snatched off. Almost immediately, Sesshoumaru began to transform. His black hair grew longer and bleached a platinum-silver; his skin paled, becoming moonkissed with magenta marking appearing on his wrists; his facial features sharpened, his ears becoming pointed and his honey-brown eyes filled with gold that burned brighter than the sun, and the same colored markings that were upon his wrist came to place on his cheekbones and eyelids. Finally, the mark of his heritage appeared in the center of his forehead - a Prussian blue crescent moon. The shock of his sudden change, stunned the youkai briefly, giving Inuyasha a chance.
"Keh!" Inuyasha managed to choke out. "Now, you look the part." he lowered his hand and pulled off the onyx ring from his index finger. The transformation was instantaneous. His hair faded to a silvery-white and violet eyes turned amber. His human ears twisted inside his skull and two small furry inu ears popped from top of his head. Using all of his demonic strength, Inuyasha managed to pry his brothers fingers off and away from his throat. "You might as well come, Sesshoumaru." he smirked when his brother lifted his nose in air and looked at him from the corner of his eye. "You might find you a woman finally."
Sesshoumaru was upon the hanyou before he could even blink. "Refrain from saying such things. I have no interest in human women."
"Yeah, whatever." The younger man knew he was pressing his luck with this, but he needed to get out of the house and be free to roam the night in his true form. "The car's waiting out front. Don't be late."
The older Inuyoukai snarled at his younger half-brother before regaining his composure. He would not allow this half-breed see him in such a state. Folding his arms across his chest, Sesshoumaru grunted out an answer and turned his back to the Inuhanyou. Once his keen hearing picked up on Inuyasha's exit, the silver Inu walked over to the mirror behind his desk, taking in his appearance. It's been quite some time since Sesshoumaru has seen his demonic humanoid form. About five hundred years to be exact.
After the war with Oda Nobunaga, who ordered the eradication of all beings with youkai blood, had passed, his father ordered for them to conceal their demonic forms. Sesshoumaru refused to wear a silly item, such as the flashy ring Inuyasha picked out, and settled for the golden wristwatch. Cutting his eyes over to the forgotten item, the Inu bent and scooped it up. He stared at it for a few moment, contemplating on whether he should just put it back on and ignore Inuyasha or listen to his brother for once and enjoy the single night where he could be free to roam the streets in his original humanoid form.
Making his decision, Sesshoumaru opened the draw of his desk and placed the watch inside, closing the draw tight and locking it with his key. "I suppose, I'll entertain the whelp." he sighed as he willed his black Armani suit to change into a white outfit. Armor, a spiked pauldron that covered his left shoulder attached to the upper section of his cuirass. Both his armor and his long flowing yellow and blue sash had a Chinese influence, as opposed to the customary Japanese armor and sash. His kimono was mostly white with a red and white cherry blossom flower crest at the collar and sleeves, showing that he was of royal birth. He wore sashinuki hakama, which are gathered at the ankles producing a "ballooning" effect. His footwear consisted of flat pointed ankle-high boots, also reminiscent of Mainland influence. On his right shoulder was a white, fluffy object. It was his mokomoko-sama.
It felt good to be in his old form, the one he was in when he roamed the lands of the Sengoku Jidai with his great and terrible father. But how he longed to be in his true form, To feel the ground beneath his paws, but knew that it was forbidden. Sesshoumaru would have to be happy with this single day to be free to be in his humanoid form. Grabbing his keys and briefcase, the older Inuyoukai strolled towards the door and out to the red Lamborghini Reventon that Inuyasha was so proud of, rolling his eyes when he found his half-brother grinning.
"That's a good look on ya' Aniki." he mocked, the sleeve of the Robe of the Fire Rat hung over the window seal when Inuyasha placed his arm there. He revved the engine once and blew the horn as he urged his brother to hurry up. Growling low in his chest when Sesshoumaru smirked and slowed his pace even more, Inuyasha. "If ya' don' hurry up, you egotistical bastard!" he trailed off and blew the horn once more. He knew that the loud blaring sound was irritating to his brother's sensitive ears.
Sesshoumaru growled, but simply placed his hands in the sleeves of his haori and walked around to the passenger side. He would have his revenge soon enough.
So if you hadn't noticed, this fic is a once a year thing. Or whenever I have time to work on it. Hoped you like it!
~Kirei Ai Tenshi
