Chapter Seventeen – Feisty Little Miko

Ever since Kagome had shown Sesshoumaru her phone he found himself on it daily. First it was to experiment with the camera but then he discovered apps, well most importantly, Crossy Roads. It was just so frustrating when that damned chicken got hit by a car made Sesshoumaru all the more determined to make it to the end. Kagome hadn't had the heart to tell him that there was no end. Well, as far as she knew anyway, she'd given up on the damned game three days after downloading it.

She had just finished feeding her daughter when the phone began to vibrate in Sesshoumaru's hand. The daiyoukai curled his lip at the interruption and couldn't figure out what had happened. All he knew was that the device was vibrating with one of Kagome's friends taking up the screen.

"Miko, fix this."

"You know it wouldn't hurt to say please sometimes, Sesshoumaru." She rolled her eyes and took the phone from him. She realised what had happened and answered.

"Hey Yuka, how's it going?"

"About time you answer your phone! Don't you have service in America?"

"I forgot to take it with me and hospitals don't like you using phones when there so I didn't really miss it. I'm sorry; I only saw all your missed texts the other night when I came home."

"So you're back in Tokyo?"

Shit. "Uh yeah, got back around four days ago; I think a visit was long overdue."

"Damn straight! This is brilliant you've come home just in time for my birthday. All the old gang are meeting up and we've booked the VIP room at Dance Mania tomorrow. Are you feeling well enough to come? It would mean so much to have us all together again."

"Um…well…" She knew she shouldn't have even been considering this she had a daughter now. She had responsibilities and she shouldn't just leave Sesshoumaru. But she had always wanted to go dancing. She didn't have to be out long and there was no need to drink too much. Right? "I'll ask my mom to get her opinion. I feel okay in myself but I don't want her worrying. Is it okay if I text you?"

"Sure thing Kagome let me know as soon as you can. I really hope you can make it."

"Me too," she smiled. "I'll talk to you soon, bye." Kagome hung up the phone and held it to her lips deep in thought.

"You have been invited to a celebration."

"How did you…?" She didn't wait for an answer. She should have known he would have heard. Damn youkai. "I really want to go but I don't want to leave you and Emiko. I need to be an adult now, partying is for teens."

"Miko, are you telling me or convincing yourself?" He smirked when she groaned. "Go out with your friends, miko. You will not have this opportunity again anytime soon. I shall care for Emiko in your absence."

"I couldn't I'd feel too guilty."

"Nonsense, there is a lot of responsibility on you when we are back in our era. Here you can enjoy yourself; one evening will not make you a bad mother."

"Are you sure?"

He nodded.

"Thanks Sesshoumaru." She beamed. "I'll be back now; I'm just going to get mom's opinion."

"Leave the phone."

She rolled her eyes but complied.

She found her mother in the living room curled up on the sofa reading through a magazine.

"Hello dear, is there something you wanted?"

"Some advice?" She took a seat beside her. "Yuka just called me and invited me out to a club tomorrow for her birthday. Do you think I should go?"

"Do you want to go?"

"I do but I feel like I shouldn't. I've got a daughter now and I shouldn't be leaving Sesshoumaru. I'm the Shikon Miko I shouldn't be going out and acting like a teenager."

"Let me stop you right there, Kagome." Her mother frowned. "Just because you have a daughter doesn't mean you can't have any fun, Sesshoumaru is a grown man he can survive without you for a few hours and your teenage life was ripped away from you the day you fell down that well. I highly doubt that anyone will hold it against you if you want to go out and let your hair down for an evening. I will look after Emiko, go and have some fun."

"Thanks mom." She gave her mother a hug.

"No problem," she smiled. "Now go find yourself something to wear for tomorrow. I very much doubt you have anything in that wardrobe of yours that's still in style."

Kagome nodded and laughed. She had to agree with that. She grabbed the laptop from the coffee table and rushed back into her room.

Sesshoumaru was still engrossed in his game and Emiko was once again asleep. She made sure to sit as far away from him on the bed so he didn't see what she was ordering. She very much doubted he would be so allowing of her clubbing if he knew what it actually was. He just thought it was a modern ball.

She scrolled through the many sites to find something nice but affordable. There was no point paying expensive for something she was likely to only wear once. She was extremely happy when she found a simple black dress that reached mid thigh and only showed a little cleavage. It was on sale too and she was in luck that they still had her size in stock. One left apparently. She knew if she ordered this she wouldn't have to worry about heels either as she still had a pair at the bottom of her wardrobe. She highly doubted heels outdated as fast as clothes. She ordered the dress for next day delivery and closed the laptop. There she then managed to wrestle her phone free for two minutes to confirm her attendance for the party before returning the phone to Sesshoumaru.

"You realise you're going to kill my battery?"

"I have seen you restore this device many times; I doubt there will be an issue."

"Okay well I'm bored so can you get off it so we can do something?"

"Do you have anything in mind?"

"No."

"Then I shall remain on here until you think of something."

Kagome huffed as she flipped back onto the bed. Tomorrow night couldn't come soon enough.

The dress had arrived in plenty of time and was hanging up in her mother's room so Sesshoumaru wouldn't see it. She had told him she was getting ready so he was not to disturb her. Once she had wrestled her phone from him Yuka had texted her all the details and that they would be picking her up at the bottom of the shrine at exactly 7pm. She had been getting ready for nearly two and a half hours now and she could sense Sesshoumaru's frustration from outside. He had decided to go train while her mother had Emiko. Clearly he couldn't stay still for long.

She had just finished the last touch of liner to her eyes completing her look. She didn't go overboard with the makeup, it just wasn't her. She had dusted her eyes in a light black eye-shadow, darkening it as the flick of her end lashes. Black liquid liner joined the lid of her eye and flicking perfectly and the end. She didn't believe in fake lashes she didn't see the point in stressing over sticking them on so she just applied some mascara. Only a light blush to her cheeks and a nude gloss to her lips. She had decided against straightening her hair, it reminded her too much of Kikyo. Instead she curled it and styled it so some of it was brushed up while the rest pooled around her shoulders. She moved to her dress and slid it on. She had to go with a strapless bra since the thick straps sat just off of her shoulders. This had made her slightly uncomfortable as she didn't trust strapless bras she had heard of too many wardrobe disasters from the girls before. It was her own fault she should have thought it through sooner.

The miko slid into the black dress and zipped it up at the back. She moved to her mother's tall mirror and took in her appearance. Nothing was too showy and the length wasn't too short. She had to admit her ass looked good and her breasts still looked good. For once she was glad they were swollen from breast feeding otherwise her normal sized bust would never have fit into the cups of her dress. The outfit hugged her body in all the right places and it was tasteful. She wouldn't be surprised if she actually looked too elegant for the club as her friends were most likely going to be in miniskirts and tank tops. Next she added a pair of silver studs and a matching bangle. She didn't add a necklace; it would have been too much. Her friends would be here soon and she wanted one last hug from her daughter before she left. Satisfied with her appearance she slid into her black heels, grabbed her clutch and headed downstairs.

She could still feel Sesshoumaru in the garden and was relieved. The later he saw the better. She found her mother and Emiko wandering the kitchen. Her daughter was whimpering but was refusing to go to sleep for her grandmother.

"I'll take her, mom." Her mother turned to hand her over and smiled.

"You look stunning, dear."

"Thanks," she said. She took Emiko and kissed her brow while rocking her. "Now I expect you to be a good girl for your grandmother while I'm out. I won't be long, sweetheart. I promise."

"Please don't try to worry too much. She couldn't be safer here."

"I know, I've just never been away from her for this long before."

"It'll be good for you." She reached over and took the now sleeping Emiko from her. "You best start heading down the steps, it's nearly time."

"I know I'm just waiting for Sesshoumaru to move somewhere else. If he sees me dress like this he'll flip."

"Why?" Mrs Higurashi frowned. "You two are not dating, it has nothing to do with him."

"I'm his ward so he's overly protective, remember? He frowns upon women showing too much skin, he thinks it's wrong."

"Nonsense, you look lovely. Nothing is revealing."

"He's aware this is how women of this era dress but he still doesn't like it."

"Well I'm afraid he's going to have to deal with it. Go on, love you're going to be late."

"I'll be home no later than midnight." She kissed her mother's cheek and daughter's brow.

"Have a good time."

Kagome nodded and headed out the door. She was confident she had made it to the top of the shrine steps when a white blur blocked her path.

"You were not going to inform me of your leaving?" Sesshoumaru struggled to keep his eyes on hers. The miko was wearing clothes that were far too alluring for his tastes. Only he should see her in them.

"Sorry, I was rushing." She tried to smile all cute and sweet but knew it wasn't working. "I'll see you in a few hours, try not to wait up."

She went to move past him but he caught her arm. "I am aware such attire is acceptable in your time however I feel it will make you a target for unwanted attention. Is there not something else you can wear?"

"Are you saying I look like a whore?" Her reiki flared as she glared at him.

"Far from a lady."

"I'll have you know I'll be wearing a lot more clothing tonight than others so I will be looking like a lady who has some self-respect. How dare you say otherwise." She snatched her arm from him just as her friends pulled up in the minibus. "Don't wait up." She stormed down the steps where the bus door was opened to reveal Hojo.

Sesshoumaru felt his blood boil as the boy hugged his miko and stepped back to help her into the contraption. He almost followed them down when a petite hand caught his arm.

"You are not wearing your beads, please don't make this difficult on Kagome." Sesshoumaru moved his glare to Mrs Higurashi who still carried Emiko. "She is burdened with overwhelming duty and danger in your time. There she has to be a responsible adult. Let her be a teenage girl for a single night. Trust her, Sesshoumaru."

"I do."

"Then why are you so angry?"

He didn't say anything; he merely turned on his heel and stormed off to train.

Mrs Higurashi chuckled as she carried Emiko back towards the house. "It would seem someone has a little crush on your mommy."

"I'm so glad you came out tonight, Kags." Yuka grinned as she hugged her old friend. "I bet this is the first time you've been out in ages."

"You could definitely say that." Kagome agreed.

"Well we best get you up to speed." Eri shouted as she handed her a shot of tequila. "Bottoms up!"

Kagome knocked it back and grimaced as it burned down her throat. She wasn't sure if she preferred Naraku's miasma to that rubbish. Everyone was escorted to their VIP room for the night.

Strobe lights danced across the room and the booming music pulsed in their ears. They had their own personal DJ and a whole dance floor to themselves. There was a small buffet in the corner and a lounge area in the opposite corner. The bar was at the far end of the room where Yuka's father had put enough money behind the bar to keep them going before they had to reach for their own cash.

They all took a seat on the plush couches where a staff member swayed over with a tray full of strawberry jelly shots with whipped cream on the top. She set it down on the table and pulled out a notepad. "What will it be guys?"

Everyone ordered their drinks as Kagome mulled over hers. "I'll have a vodka and coke please."

"Single or double?"

"Sing-"

"Oh no you don't! She'll have a double. Keep them coming all night." Ayumi ordered with a whoop. "Kagome let your hair down and go mad. You'll be going back home soon and who knows when you'll get ill again. Live in the moment!"

"I guess you're right."

"Are you allowed to drink with your condition, Kagome?" Hojo asked.

"Yeah, I've been doing well for a while now. I've been taken off my medication for a trial run."

"Hojo, don't bring up depressing subjects tonight." Yuka shouted over the loud music. "Tonight is all about fun." She then grabbed Kagome's wrist and dragged her to the dance floor. "Come on Kagome, shake those hips!"

Kagome laughed as she got into the rhythm of the song. Eri and Ayumi joined while Hojo stayed back with some of the lads that had joined them.

"So where's that man of yours tonight?" Eri asked as she shimmied up against Ayumi.

"Clubbing isn't really his thing and besides it's our night."

"Oh I know that tone," Ayumi laughed. "He's pissed you off. Come on, what did he say?"

"He didn't like me going out in what I'm wearing. Honestly, I haven't been out in so long so I was self conscious as it was."

"Well screw him! You have nothing to feel self conscious over, you look absolutely stunning!" Yuka said before grabbing Kagome's breasts. "And when did these get so big? Did you get them done?"

"Ha! Try a padded bra," she laughed while hiding a wince. They were still tender.

"Hojo was drooling as soon as he saw you," she winked. "We'll see to it that he doesn't get too hands on. I doubt that Sesshoumaru would be really pleased."

"Oh yeah."

"I'm honestly jealous, Kags." Eri added as she jumped up and down to the song. "He's so hot, where did you find him?"

" ," she laughed. They were handed more shots just as their drinks arrived. Kagome could already feel the slight buzz of the alcohol. She just knew she wasn't going to see midnight.

Sesshoumaru glared at the clock at Kagome's desk. It was 12:30 and still no sign of the miko. She had pissed him off so much early he had actually indulged in sharing a bottle of sake with her grandfather but retired when the old man passed out. Human sake was nothing compared to youkai sake but it had still managed to unhinge his emotions slightly. He was far angrier than he should have been. Thankfully Mrs Higurashi had taken Emiko to bed with her tonight so he didn't have to worry about his mood upsetting her.

It wasn't fair. Here he was pissed to no end with nothing to watch or anyone to spar with. Heck he couldn't even play Crossy Roads because the miko had taken the damned phone with her!

Finally the scent of the miko reached his nose as the sound of the door opening and slamming downstairs was heard. He frowned. She was never usually that rough. He heard what he assumed to be her shoes flying from her feet before the loud stomps of her climbing the stairs echoed.

He remained lying on top of the duvet as the miko practically fell into the bedroom giggling like a school girl. He could smell the alcohol. The woman was intoxicated.

"Did I wake you? Sorry Sesshy." His eye twitched at the nickname but let it pass. By the way she was slurring he found it very unlikely she would have been able to pronounce his full name anyway.

"You're late."

"Only a smidge." She tossed her bag onto her desk chair and grinned at him. Her eyes sparkling. "W-where's my E-Emiko?"

"With your mother."

"Oh? Wanted me all to yourself did ya?" she winked.

"Your mother believed it would be best if she had her for the night since she assumed you would be intoxicated."

"Oh really?" She tripped over to the side of the bed so that she was towering over him. "I'll have you know I'm not intoxicated I am very extremely drunk. Or pissed as Yuka says." She giggled again.

"Hn, come you should sleep."

"No," she whined. "The night's still young."

"I can smell that boy on you." His eyes narrowed.

"Who Hojo? The stupid thing tried to kiss me so I kicked him in the balls." She looked very satisfied by this. "I told him, 'Hojo not touchy Kagome, Sesshou will not like it.' But he still tried so I hit him where it hurt."

Sesshoumaru inwardly grinned. Even in her drunken state she still thought of him.

"I believe he took that as a rejection?"

"Eventually," her eyes then darkened as she pressed one knee onto the bed. "I told him I will only let one male touch me…" She cocked her leg over his waist and sat upon his crotch.

Sesshoumaru silently groaned. Her hair was ruffled, her breasts begging to be released from that delicious attire and he could clearly make out the black lace underwear from the way her legs spread over him. His mind was ordering him to remove her before something stupid happened but he wanted to see how daring his usually shy little miko could be.

"Did he listen then?"

"No, I had to tell him that he could never compare to you." She ran her hands up and down his chest; a t-shirt was the only thing separating the skin from contact. "That you're the only one I want." She rocked herself against him causing him to hiss. "That you're the only one who can give me what I want."

"So confident," he growled. He was beginning to wonder if this was another of his dreams. "I have never touched you, how could you assure him of this?"

"I just know." She leaned down so their noses were barely brushing. "Sesshoumaru, I want you to show me that I'm right about you. I want you to make me feel good."

The daiyoukai knew this was getting too far now. It had gone from a funny Kagome to a horny Kagome. He wouldn't take advantage of her. He was not his brother. He grasped her waist to remove her but Kagome took that as an invitation instead. She captured his lips and rocked herself harder against him. He instantly responded to the kiss and thrust his tongue into her mouth. She willingly opened regardless and moaned as his hands began to roam her body. He sat up causing her to wrap her legs around his waist. He pulled her flush against him before tangling his claws in her hair, yanking her head back and latching onto the pulse point of her neck.

"Oh Sesshoumaru," she breathed as she continued to assault his body with hers. "So hot, so damn hot." She pulled him back into a kiss while leading his one hand to the zip at the back of her dress. "Just pull it."

He almost did so when his senses finally decided to return to him. He pulled away from the miko and sighed, pressing their foreheads together as they panted. "I won't take advantage of you Kagome, I apologise for giving in just then."

"No, I want you." She kissed his nose. "Please."

"When you are yourself again."

"Ugh you're no fun." She pouted before yawning.

"Hm" He couldn't help but smirk at her childish behaviour. He then stood up with her still wrapped around him and placed her on her feet. "Go put your evening clothes on. I doubt it is comfortable to sleep in that."

"Fine, I know you don't like my dress," she bowed her head and whimpered. "You think I look like a whore."

"You are wrong."

"Then why were you so mean earlier?"

"You know how I feel about short clothing."

"You were never that mean when I used to travel in my uniform and that was a lot shorter."

"I did not care for you then. And besides…" he leaned down so his lips brushed her ear. "No other male should ever see you look so ravishing." He then straightened. "Now go get dressed." He indicated to the pyjamas left on her desk table.

"Fine." She huffed. "But you're going to have to help me get out of this dress. I can't reach the zip."

He nodded and she turned her back to him while brushing her hair over one shoulder. He pulled the zip down and watched as the dress fell revealing her perfect body. Her privates bound from view but Sesshoumaru could smell the moist arousal from her nether regions. She turned to face him and gave him what he assumed was meant to be a seductive smirk.

"Are you sure you don't want this?" She indicated to her body. He could see her panties were soaked. It just wasn't fair. "Because it looks like you do." She reached forward and ran a single finger over his clothed erection.

His eyes widened. Did she really just…? He grasped her wrist and blew the tiniest amount of his poison at her successfully knocking her out. He caught her with ease and lay her under the covers. He pulled off his t-shirt and gently eased her into it before joining her. Usually he would have walked out but he didn't want to risk waking her family and this fiasco had exhausted him way more than he would have liked. He willed his beast down one finally time before forcing himself into slumber…

The next morning Kagome awoke with an extremely dry throat, a slight headache and feeling damp. She was alone in bed and noticed Emiko's crib was also empty. She sat up and groaned as she rubbed her head; it was only then that the covers fell back enough for her to see herself in Sesshoumaru's t-shirt. It was then that things started to come back to her.

She had molested Sesshoumaru.

She had straddled him.

She had kissed him.

She had stripped in front of him.

She had grabbed his…

Her eyes widened. How was she ever going to face him again? She had sexually assaulted one of the only men who had ever taken care of her. She wouldn't have to wait for long for her question to be answered as her bedroom door opened to reveal said molested youkai. Her cheeks immediately flushed red as she stared at him. Well at least he didn't look pissed at her.

Sesshoumaru caught onto her scent and smirked. So the miko remembered last night. He closed the door behind them and took a seat beside her. She opened her mouth but he shook his head. "It is still early, miko. Your family are still asleep. I presumed you would be needed this." He held a glass of water out to her.

She took it sheepishly and sipped at it while keeping her eyes on him. Why wasn't he pushing her away? Why did he even come back into the room? God her head was banging. She set the glass down beside her and took a deep breath.

"I'm sorry I did…"

"Do not fret miko." He nudged her over so he could slide in beside her. He was not helping matters that he was topless but she couldn't exactly give his shirt back to him. "You were intoxicated."

"I still feel a little drunk." She checked her clock to see it was 5am. "That's most probably why."

"We could both do with some more rest; Emiko will wake soon."

She nodded. She lay back down beside him and then turned to face him. "I am sorry though."

"I am aware."

Memories continued to flash through her mind and her blush intensified. Sesshoumaru hadn't pushed her away during any of her advances. In fact when she grabbed his unmentionables he felt very happy to see her.

Sesshoumaru seemed to be able to see what was going through her mind as he was smirking at her.

"Miko, you are a stubborn woman even when intoxicated." Her blush deepened. "Even I struggled against you."

He had a certain glint in his eye and Kagome couldn't resist but indulge. "Oh really? I barely weight anything soaking wet and you say you struggled?"

"Regardless of who I am I still have eyes and miko you looked simply ravishing." He leaned closer "Though, wearing my clothing is as equally delightful." He let himself run his claws up her leg, over her thigh and to her waist. She shuddered at the contact as she too mimicked his advances.

Sesshoumaru leaned forward and brushed his lips against hers for the briefest of moments. Kagome gasped, giving him invitation but instead found herself being flipped over to face the opposite direction with the daiyoukai's arm wrapped firmly around her waist. She could feel all of him pressed against her and smiled when she felt him nuzzle against her head. "Sleep miko."