Chapter 1: Hot Water
“No one has a finer command of language than the person who keeps his mouth shut.” –Sam Rayburn
Four days had passed and Kagome could still not wrap her head around what had happened between herself and Sesshoumaru at the hot springs that night. Honestly, she still couldn’t believe she had gotten caught watching him. If she really cared, she could have blamed this all on Inuyasha. It was his fault for making her storm off in the first place. However, it was also her fault too. If she didn’t insist on bathing consistently, then she wouldn’t have ventured to the springs that night.
Her thoughts drifted away from who to blame, and landed on Sesshoumaru instead. She turned bright red, as an image of him, water rolling down his chest, presented itself in her mind. She shook her head sharply, to get rid of the image. She could not deny that he was a fine youkai specimen. His body seemed to have been sculpted from the finest stone and by a master artist. His face had to have been given to him by a kami. And his hair must have been made of silk. Women in my time would kill for his hair.
Lying in her sleeping bag, she pulled Shippou closer. She would think more tomorrow.
A/N: This chapter is dedicated to Sugar0o, who waggled c0okies at me for more. Well I want my c0okies! Lol, I'm going to continue this. Some of my chapters will be short. Some will be longer. I may even do a challenge or two. But I'm going to use this to try to hone my writing skills and prepare for the Holiday Fic Challenge. So suggestions and critiques are welcome.
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