More Than Friends

Admissions

By the time the weekend rolled around everything seemed to have gone back to normal. There had been no sign of Shippo since he had drugged her. As Kagome finished her work, Sesshoumaru was sitting on his desk waiting for her.

"I was thinking that if you wanted, we go out to our place and spend some time ignoring the world. I imagine after the week you've had, you could use some relaxation." Kagome smiled over at the dog demon fondly.

"Sure, Sesshoumaru. That actually sounds nice. I just have to put away this last file and I'll be ready to go." Kagome put away the file in question and followed Sesshoumaru out of the building.

"Here since I was pretty positive you'd say yes, I got you something," Sesshoumaru said as he tossed her a plastic bag.

She couldn't help the girlish squeal that escaped her.

He had gotten everything she would need to make s'mores. As soon as they reached their safe haven they both changed into their more comfortable Feudal Era clothes. Sesshoumaru started a fire as Kagome gathered a couple of good sticks to roast marshmallows with.

"Hey, Sesshoumaru, do you have a knife?" She asked when she’d picked a stick that she liked.

He looked at her blankly for a moment. "Miko, why would I carry a knife when I have claws that will carry out the same purpose?" He took the sticks from her and Kagome watched in fascination as he sharpened them with his claws. He turned his claw sideways and whittled the tip into a point. When he was satisfied with his work, he handed the first stick to her so that she could begin to roast her marshmallow.

She stuck the sugar puff onto the stick and started to gently poke tiny pieces of broken chocolate into the middle of the marshmallow. She didn't realize Sesshoumaru was watching her until his deep chuckles reached her ears.

"You certainly are an odd one, you know that?"

"I am not! I just like for my chocolate to melt with my marshmallows," she defended.

"To each their own," he said with a shrug as he returned to sharpening his stick. Once they had finished the foodstuffs Kagome laughed as Sesshoumaru was licking his hand to remove the sticky substance.

"And you called me odd?" She teased.

Once his hands were clean, he fixed her with a half-assed annoyed stare. "It's called instinct, my dear, not something I can control. Despite my appearance, my baser instincts are mostly that of a canine. Licking is therefore something I do to get clean." He watched as she dabbed at her face with a napkin for a moment and when she tossed it away, he smirked. "Speaking of clean," he suddenly appear in front of her and licked her cheek, "you missed a spot." Just like that he was gone, and Kagome had no idea where he had gone.

She looked around but she couldn’t see him in the dark. "Sesshoumaru where are you?"

"Come, find me." His voice echoed all around her along with a predatory laugh that sent chills down her spine, and not the scared kind.