Kagome’s POV
Traveling with the Demon Lord was a rather uneventful pass time. Not un-enjoyable by any means, just not much really happened. His ward tortured his poor retainer with her childish antics. Jaken would have to suffer while being her mannequin for flower crowns. Rin also enjoyed chasing after the imp a lot. While I could find some amusement in watching them, it did get boring after awhile. There were times when I would join in on Rin’s fun, times that the eight year old actually enjoyed, but that didn’t happen too often.
My new traveling companion was always creepily silent during the day, but at night, after I had put Rin to bed and Jaken passed out from his tiresome day with the little girl, we would have our daily-turned-nightly conversations. I would tell him of my mother and how caring she was, my little brother Souta and how annoying but sweet he could be, my grandpa with his paranoia and grand stories, and finally my father who I miss more with every minute of every day that passes. Sesshoumaru wanted to know everything there was to know about me. We always ended up talking for hours; I was doing most the talking though.
Eventually I would become tired. He always seemed to be able to detect when that phenomena occurred, and would demand that I sleep. To begin with, I tried to imitate the dog demon an just lean up against a tree to rest, but he always motioned for me to lay my head on his lap, so I did. I never had to use my sleeping bag for warmth while with Sesshoumaru because his body heat warmed me just as much as when his tail wrapped around my body.
Nothing had changed much over the months of travel with the “Ice” Lord, a name for him I was starting to laugh at the absurdity of. We were slowly learning to care for and love each other more than we previously had, but the same routine for all four of us stayed the same. Hell, even Ah-Uhn, Sesshoumaru’s two headed dragon, stuck with a schedule.
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Inuyasha’s POV
I had been completely lost without my time-traveling companion for months. The day that I returned to the group informing them that my bastard brother had my love was painful. I felt completely responsible. No matter what my friends tried to tell me, I knew that I was to blame. I should never have allowed myself to become so delusional to the point that I had honestly believed I loved Kikyou more than Kagome. Nobody could love her more than Kagome. Not the person she had become anyways.
Months of searching had turned up nothing. We had given up on finding Naraku and the Shikon because my priestess, friend, and secret love was so much more important. I hadn’t run into her or my prick of a brother even once though. I was extremely worried about Kagome. Sesshoumaru could have easily disposed of her by now.
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Sesshoumaru’s POV
Kagome was slowly getting me to show emotion, but only for her. Her reactions were always quite the entertainment. She seemed genuinely pleased about it as well, another motivation behind me allowing her to see what no others had seen. Letting my guard down should have been difficult, but with her everything was so easy.
Our traveling had been rather uneventful. I could sense that my intended mate agreed simply by watching her. She would join Rin in torturing my retainer every now and then, but that was as far as her entertainment during the day went. Sometimes I longed to return to the castle, but I never did. I could not allow myself that luxury until that damnable half-breed Naraku, whom I found more detestable than Inuyasha, was eliminated from this world.
After a peaceful travel for so long I just knew something was going to happen to disturb the peace. I was right, because eventually I could sense my idiot of a brother racing towards us. And to think the night had started off so quietly…
