#ch11.2

Sesshomaru stopped beside Kaori with Azuka and Shizuka behind him, “This one departs, but I expect your arrival within no less than two weeks.”

Azuka nearly choked, “But cousin! it takes nearly three at a strenuous pace! With a human-.”

The Prince of the West shook his head and the female demons all bowed in respect to his decision; turning the Western Prince  made to leave.

“Wait, Sesshomaru no Ouji!” Kagome gasped without actually meaning to, pulling her hand to lips she quickly tried to come up with a reason as to why she called out to him, especially as he stopped and turned to look at her. Everyone else was watching her too. “You never answered my question, my lord.”

He prompted her by raising an eyebrow.

“About allowing me to be in your pack.”

Turning he walked up to her, offering his hand palm up, “If you can withstand the sound of my soul, you will be permitted.”

Kaori and Shizuka exchanged glances; Azuka kept her eyes hooded and focused on Aderyn who remained cushioned in a bed of kitsune-bi on the forest floor. Kagome blinked and nodded, lifting her hand and allowing it to hover over his. She looked up at him and as she did so his youki sparked, a single strand as if caught in the buoyancy of a stream, slithered upwards to touch the middle of her palm. The moment contact was established Kagome felt a terrible pain in her frontal lobe and the sound of a thousand dogs howling caused her nose to bleed. She grunted and her mouth opened in a screamless pain but she held firm.

Sesshomaru observed her stoically the contrast of light made by the clash of reiki and youki turned daylight into moonlight around them as the lights thrown off by the turbulent powers escalated. Kaori covered her eyes as if disgusted and pained while Shizuka simply closed hers. Azuka bore the pain to her retinas but moved her focus from her best friend to the couple who were working their souls into a frenzy.  

He brushed against her brazenly, and her reiki reacted in kind and untrained, he worked her soul into a bonfire. Blood dripped passed her lips but Kagome held eye contact and the howling in her head crested with an overwhelming pitch. Sesshomaru abruptly removed his hand and the human girl crumbled to her knees.