She's the giggle at a funeral.
He offered her a position at the House of the West and since she had a long life to live, she figured it was the best option.
So now, she sat in the fields just outside his gates, reading. It was a warm spring day. Birds sang and there was a warm breeze, it was a perfect day.
Then the twins arrived, one female and one male.
"You there, human, you will tell me where my Lord is, right now."
Kagome looked up from her book. She didn't wear Miko's clothing, just a simple dark green kimono, but still, everyone knew who she was. "I'm sorry?"
"I have come to seek his favor. You will tell me where he is, or go announce my arrival, human."
Kagome looked back at her book. "He isn't seeking females right now."
Kagome had worried her presence would hinder him, but he assured her he was not looking for a mate. These females thought highly of themselves and that would not do for him.
The woman giggled. "Trust me, when I push my chest against him and lick his lips, he will change his mind."
"I would not do that if I were you," Kagome said. Sesshomaru liked his personal bubble, touch him unwanted and it would mean your death.
Kagome found her book taken and she glared at the male who was now crouched down looking at her. "What a feisty female, perhaps I should claim you? What a fun mate you would make." His fangs showed in a smirk and then it was gone as a sword was found at his neck. "The Miko is off limits to you."
The demon stood. "Forgive me." He said with a bow.
Then to Kagome's horror, the female threw herself at Sesshomaru and clung to his armor. "My Lord, allow me to warm your bed as apologies for my brothers' behavior."
"You are touching me." He said.
"I told her not to do that," Kagome said, picking up her book.
"Silence you human, this is between demons." The woman hissed,
Kagome laughed and shrugged. "It's your funeral."
The woman reached up to rub his face marking and he grabbed her hand. "Do not touch me."
The woman was stupid, she raised her leg to rub against his private area and Kagome leaned away wide-eyed and horrified.
It happened so fast, Sesshomaru thrust his sword into the woman who turned to ash before him. "My Lord?" She gagged and then poof she was gone. The brother screamed and lunged, but Kagome went to her knees and threw up her hands with a barrier, purifying his soul and throwing him back knocking him out. She looked back at Sesshomaru. "Darn it Sesshomaru, that's the third woman this month, you can't keep killing them!" She snapped. He pulled Kagome up to stand. "She offended my person." He said.
"Still, if I killed every male that touched my butt, I'd have more blood on my hands than you."
"Does this mean you intend to let the brother live?"
"Yes, Sesshomaru."
Sesshomaru closed his eyes and ran his clawed hands through his hair with Kagome watching him. She turned to him and lifted her hand. "Why do they all go after your markings?" She ran her knuckles against his makings. He stopped mid-brush and slowly opened his golden eyes to look at her. She was studying his marking and he was sure they were becoming jagged. He slowly reached up and took her hand, pulling it away.
"Sorry, got carried away with my curiosity."
"Indeed." He told her, "Come, let us return."
"Sesshomaru, you still didn't tell me why they go after your markings."
He didn't tell her how markings were meant for one mate to show deep affection. The deeper the connection the more a demon male would react to the touch.
No one had ever touched his markings, but her. Well, no one who lived long enough to tell about it anyways.