This is for the prompts given on Saturday February the sixth of 2010.
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Blue
The snow continued to fall as Sesshomaru made his way through his lands, it had been a hard winter, and the west was suffering. Farmland ruined, livestock frozen in their sleep, even some weaker youkai had died. As he was passing close to the border between West and East Sesshomaru became aware of the scent of blood.
Rushing to where the scent was his eyes caught sight of trampled snow, covered in the fluids of battle. Sesshomaru saw the familiar ears of Inuyasha, a b****** he was, but of noble blood, the pool he lay in should have been blue.
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Radio
Kagome sat listening to the radio on her desk; it had been a month since Sesshomaru had brought him back. He had actually looked sad at the death of Inuyasha, or as much as the stock lord could. A song came on the radio the singer’s voice reminiscent of Sesshomaru’s, remaindering her of his words. “I could not revive him, the dead priestess made sure of it” The pain was fresh as tears rolled down her cheek, as was the shock of the diayokai’s next words, “You are now my responsibility miko, come.” And all she could do was run.
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Sugar
Sesshomaru stared down at the miko who had finally returned from the well, “You missed the burial.”
“I know” her voice was quite, with grief sweetening it like sugar. He was confused as to why she returned, had she not left after Inuyasha had died for good. As though sensing his thoughts she smiled sweetly at him, “I still have a duty to the jewel, and am grateful that you have offered to help in his stead.”
“Hn”, he could see the lines marring her forehead, she could not say Inuyasha’s name, the grief was too fresh.
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Cream
He couldn’t help but stare at the creamy expanses of her legs; truly the miko’s clothing was indecent. The short skirt allowed the diayokai to be distracted by the tease of creamy skin. Had she no modesty?! And the manner in which her top showed of the elegant column of her neck just called to the beast within him to stain that creamy skin red as he marked her for ever more as his.
“Would you like some tea Kagome-nee-san?”
“No thank you Rin I only drink tea when I have cream for it.” Why had he token Inuyasha’s woman in?
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Water
Kagome splashed the water playfully towards a giggling Rin as the fish once more escaped her. Unfortunately for the miko the water so innocently splashed hit a very deferent being, “Confound it you wretched human!” Jaken squawked loudly as he spat out the liquid.
“I’m sor-,” Kagome was cut off.
“I’ll have your head for this, how dare you soil this Jaken with while he minded you at the bank as my lord instructed, you fool of a miko!”
Rolling her eyes Kagome just ignored the little green toad as she splashed more water at him, causing him to choke.
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Poodle
It was summer at last, and Kagome couldn’t help but curse as she once again bathed. Not to get her wrong she loved bathing, it was just that the day had been so hot and humid that this was the third time the miko had bathed today. The reason? Well for one Kagome didn’t like feeling sticky, and for another that poodle Sesshomaru didn’t like her smell.
Sesshomaru cursed, he had made the miko bathe yet again, and she was probably planning his unfortunate demise as he thought, but the scent of her heated body and her womanly blood were too strong.
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Cold
It was a year to the day that Kagome had been brought the news, and this winter had been just as cold if not more so. Only a year, yet it still seemed so long ago that she had bid her hanyou farewell that snowy day as he went to patrol. A year was hardy enough time for her heart to heal, and yet it had, by melting the icy heart of another and cracking his cold mask. Her mate had helped tremendously in starving of the chill of despair, and warming the fires that had grown cold. Her Sesshomaru.
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Chocolate
Kagome stared incredulously at her once pristine yellow bag, now it was completely ripped to shreds, and she knew exactly who to blame. “SESSHOMARU!” She bellowed as she spun on her heel to head towards Sesshomaru, seeing him come into sight she pursued her lips holding the ruined bag. “Why?” She asked in a deadly whisper, however her mate remained unfazed.
“I smelt it in there; did this Sesshomaru not warn you not to bring that substance back again?”
“YOU RUINED MY BAG BECAUSE I HAD SOME CHOCOLATE IN IT?!”
“Hn, the last time you ate it I couldn’t kiss you for a week.”
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Shine
Kagome lay on the bed exhausted as her forehead gleamed with sweat, “Sessh?” Her voice called out hoarsely as she attempted to locate her mate in the darkened room of people.
“Here mate,” His voice was quite, hesitant almost.
Tears filled her eyes, “Why-why isn’t he crying?” She asked as she stared at the wrapped bundle within the midwife’s solemn arms. The bundle was gently placed into her own as she looked down upon him, their son, and she feared that after all this time she wouldn’t be able to meet him. Then the pup’s shining yes opened had her tears turned to that of joy.
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Jewel
Kagome and Sesshomaru stared down at the jewel like citrine eyes of their first born son; he was perfect in every way. Sesshomaru couldn’t help himself from reaching out a claw tipped hand to delicately count each of his pup’s fingers and toes. Truthfully until he had found himself like his little mate extremely frightened when his pup had not cried, until the little hanyou had opened those bright jewels of his that was. The roaring in the diayokai’s ears had disallowed the sound of his pup’s strong heartbeat, but there he was his jeweled eyes looking up at his parents.
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Bell
Kagome smiled up at her mate as she gently caressed his cheek, “I love you, ya know.” She than glanced down at the sleeping pup in his crib, “You gave me a reason to live ever since Inuyasha died, you gave me someone to love a thousand times more strongly that I had ever before.”
“And you my miko gave me a reason to live as well” Outside the Shero window bells could be heard in the night, announcing to all that the lady had brought joy to the West in the form of a small golden eyed, raven tressed, dog-eared treasure.
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