The Assassin and The Lord by MikoDawn

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Inuyasha and his characters belong to Rumiko Takahashi not me

Chapter 1

A field of flowers painted in light pastels surrounded her. Trees ruffled dropping their leaves on her skin and it almost felt like soft kisses. This was her happy place of retreat. In her dreams she could find the peace that she so desperately looked for in the wake world. Yet she was always denied with the endless fighting and the hate filled words in the daylight.

A gentle breeze took hold of her hair like a lover's caress. She could feel something on her leg and believed it to be a caterpillar with a light tickling sensation on her leg. She ignored it as it reached her calf and continues its journey up her leg. The curious creature had almost reached her thigh when she realized that it was not a caterpillar at all, but a finger.

Waking she tried not to let her body give her away that she had woken. Never opening her eyes and instead trying to use her senses to feel what was happening. She could feel the strong aura of a demon next to her.

The fingers had found her panties and she knew that she should say something, but found that she had become mute. Teasing touches on top of her satin panties made her ache. The fingers went to the side of her panties and slid in tracing the lower lips. A warm petting separated the nether lips and she tensed fighting a moan. Her mind screaming she really should stop this, but she wanted more to feel more.

Who was this? It was not the monk or slayer, because of the demon aura. Shippo was still with Kaede in a neighboring village for the next couple of months in training. Inuyasha had left earlier to search for Kikyo leaving Sesshomaru to watch over everybody. It surely could not be Sesshomaru he hated her. Not just her, but almost everyone. Since he had joined up with their group he had remained a mystery never talking.

The tip of a finger found her pearl and circled it. She bit back a sigh when she heard a whispered voice say "So wet and warm." The finger glided down to her opening and slipped inside. She could feel breathing on her neck and a lick of a warm tongue. A second finger joined the first. She wanted to cry out from the intrusion, but it felt so good. She wanted to moan as the fingers pumped her.

She wanted to know who this was. She peeked through lashes. Her breath hitched and he knew she was awake. A quick glimpse caught sight of Sesshomaru. She bolted upright and looked over to him. He simply raised a brow and said nothing to her. She fell back onto her sleeping bag. She was so confused. Maybe it was a dream. Sesshomaru of all people would never.

The morning came and she set out to start the day as she always did a cheerful façade planted on her face. She fixed breakfast for the group with help from Sango. Inuyasha had stumbled into the camp early in the morning and did some slight bitching about inferior bitches.

Kagome had long ago stopped caring about what Inuyasha said about people. She realized it was his way of dealing with his own shortcomings. The group packed and started to walk to the South. The dream or whatever the hell that was last night kept running through her mind. She looked at the demon lord who was walking in front of her and slightly to the left. 'So handsome.' She thought. As if knowing she was thinking of him he turned to her and frowned. She quickly looked away as if she had been slapped.

The rest of the day wore on for the travelers. A small village needed a little help with some lesser demons, but nothing to lose sleep over for the band of warriors. They had finally made camp again and Kagome was reading a romance novel by the fire. There was a peace that had settled over the camp. Miroku and Sango where chatting to themselves and Sesshomaru was leaning against a tree in his usual 'I don't care about anything way'. Inuyasha once again had taken off to find Kikyo.

Sesshomaru had been watching the female read her story. He had seen the most interesting expression cross her face as she read. He noticed that her heart would speed up and even a slight blush would race across her cheeks. The curiosity was killing him. He rose to his feet and padded over to her.

"What are you reading?" Sesshomaru asked the strange girl lying by the fire.

"Oh, Um it is this story about this king and village girl. She gets taken away from him as punishment of his evil past. Before they take her out of his arm he promises her that he will find her no matter what. Right now he is on this journey through hell facing all the people that he had tormented in the past to find her. It is the most romantic thing I have ever heard. To love someone so much that you would walk through hell to be with them." She said all starry eyed to demon lord.

Then she mentally slapped herself for sounding like a sappy schoolgirl. "To walk through hell would easy. To stay in hell just to be near them that would mean something." Sesshomaru said as he stared into her eyes before returning to his position.

A little while later sleep was threatening to claim everyone in the camp. Kagome had not fallen asleep yet she was still laying and thinking about what Sesshomaru had said. She felt something wet on the skin of her legs. Like kisses being laid on her skin, soft wet kisses making her heart feel like her it was going to pop right out of her chest. Hands where kneading her bottom. A warm tongue snaked its way into her opening.

Then it was gone as she flipped on her back and shot up to look around the camp. She looked at the demon lord who said and did nothing but look back at her. Maybe it was the book she thought. All these thoughts of lovers and passion can play tricks on a person's mind. She dropped back down to her sleeping bag and was soon claimed by a dreamless sleep.

Upon awaking the next day Kagome and Sango set out to gather firewood for morning breakfast. Arriving back at camp they noticed that another strong aura beside Sesshomaru was in the camp. Walking through the trees they could make out a demon with dark hair having words with Sesshomaru. It almost sounded to be a heated argument.

"They may not be your problem now Sesshomaru, but if we fall then so shall you." The man yelled.

"The problem right now is Naraku once he is dealt with the bitches will fall." Sesshomaru said assuredly.

" Then deal with him and stop playing adventurer. You are a lord act like one." The man said before transforming into a great tiger and taking off into the woods. Kagome and Sango decided it was okay to reenter the camp.

Act like a lord the words lingered in his mind. He was so powerful as to decide the fate of others when he could not decide his own. He only wanted his freedom to roam the lands and not deal with trivial crap. It seemed as if he would never have anything that he truly wanted in this lifetime, perhaps his next one would be better.

He could feel her watching him again. Yet another thing he denied himself the desire to have the little priestess. No he didn't hate humans he was jealous of them. Just as he is jealous of his brother who could take the one girl that he longed to hold. It is easy to lash out at the ones you envy.

Kagome watched as Sesshomaru stared into the forest where the tiger demon had dashed off. He looked upset and she wanted to make him feel better. To say the truth she wanted to make him feel anything. She crept up to his side and gave a weak smile.

"Is there a problem Lord Sesshomaru?" She asked sweetly.

"The other lords will handle it until I can make my return." He said walking away from her lush scent. It went better than she hoped. She had at least gotten a reply instead of a 'mind your own business girl'.

Miroku had been watching Kagome since the demon lord had started to join the group. He knew how easy it would be for her to lose her self to the older demon. He also knew that there was no way that those feelings would ever be returned to girl. He wondered why she always set herself up for heartbreak. Some kind of pain inflection infatuation made her seek the men she chose it seemed.