I should've worshipped her sooner.
His poison whip made quick work of the low-level demons that came rushing to attack. There were so many it would prove difficult, even with help from the Lord of the North.
He cracked his whip and the other Lord thrust his sword, but they both turned when they felt the hot power of Kagome.
She walked through the crowd of demons like it was child's play. Everyone who lunged at her met their end when they met with her barrier. Everyone that her arrow connected with also met their end. When she was out of arrows, she merely used her hands, taking their lives like it was a Sunday walk.
She walked right up to them both, Sesshomaru killed two more and the other Lord stabbed another before they both came to stand in front of her.
"How about we don't do that again?" Her hands met with her hips and she glared at the Northern Lord who wanted to show off for her.
"I do beg for your forgiveness, My Lady." He bowed.
Her kimono chose that time to fall off her shoulders. She grabbed it and clutched it to her chest, soft mounds of flesh peeking out just a bit. "Great, now my Kimono is ruined."
"You are also covered in demon blood, I am afraid." The Lord stated.
Blood was spattered all over her. "The blood I can deal with."
She walked off and they followed. Sesshomaru eyed the slightly shorter demon male
"Your loose intentions are most unbecoming of you."
The Lord smirked, "Sorry my friend, but a woman that powerful covered in demonic blood should be worshiped. I would give my right nut for a chance at her forbidden fruit."
Sesshomaru brought his attention back to the Miko, who threw off her kimono and now stood in nothing but her underwear, or the lack thereof. She called it a thong and bra.
She jumped into the water.
He had once questioned her modesty. Her answer was to show him what women went swimming in, in her time.
But they were not in her time, they were in his.
Worship indeed, he felt his own cruel intentions rise at the sight of her bare flesh.
It was the curse of his blood.