Snow by Anna

Snow

I based this off af the lovely Mitsje's drawing "Snow". The minute I saw it I knew I had to write about it. I love to write but unfortunately, I have  had no time for the past few weeks. So, in dedication to Mitsje and her fantastic artistry, here is "Snow" P.S. I got permission on my former name of AnnaFae Link to Mitsje's "Snow" : http://www.dokuga.com/gallery?func=detail&id=4897

I was impatient.  I had been waiting for my date to my families annual party to finish and couldn't wait to leave this obnoxious house.    

"Maru are you ready to go?"  A soft voice rang out.  A small sigh fogged up the window before me.  It felt as if I had been waiting for hours!  

"Of course."  I replied flatly. I am after all the Lord of the West.  I can show no emotion around these people... as much as I would have liked to around just one person.  "I am just gathering our things."  I looked once more around the coatroom, trying to find the soft grey gloves Kagome had been wearing when they dropped off their things.  Unable to find it, I sighed silently for the second time and stepped from the small closet.    

"I am unable to find your gloves."  I stated, irritation carefully hidden.  "It is cold out yet, would you like me to call a cab for us?"  I finally looked down at my small friend and suppressed a smile.  She looked up at me with her bright blue eyes and a heartrending smile that was just mine.  No one else had ever recieved that smile from her and I have always gaurded it jealously.  

"Let's not worry about it Maru." She murmured with a small laugh.  "It's just a pair of gloves. I'm sure I can trust you to keep me warm."  She said.  Kagome turned to our hostess, my annoying and nosey stepmother, the Lady Izayoi with a polite smile.  

"Thank you for having us this evening Lady."

"No, thank you both for coming."  The older woman turned to me with a small smirk. "Perhaps next time you could make it for the annual Christmas Eve celebration without having to be coerced or threatened into it."

I had just barely managed to suppress my third sigh for tonight when my Kagome once again answered for me.  "Maybe next year Lady."  She and Izayoi did not get along.  My irritating stepmother felt Kagome was not good enough to befriend her 'handsome stepson' and did not want her around. No matter how much her former Lord of a husband liked her and no matter what I said to her.

As we made our goodbyes, the snow outside only got worse.  Being taller than my lovely date, I looked out, knowing that I would be perfectly fine in this weather but that my human companion would freeze.  Once again I suppressed the urge to sigh as the women finished in the house.  As we walked into the night, I looked over and chuckled slightly at the image of my sweet Kagome.

"Your earmuffs are lopsided."  I murmured, straightening them.  I smiled down at her as we walked, contributing her slight flush to the cold nipping at her skin.  My Kagome was so delicate, breakable.  Not like me.  

She smiled back at me and shivered slightly as the wind swirled in the air around us. "You were right, it is cold out here!"  Kagome's small hands rubbed together to help keep warm and this time I was finally able to let out my sigh.

"I would have called a cab for us."  I said, turning and grabbing her hands.  "Did I not say that?"  I looked down at her and stilled, breath stopping. Kagome was looking up at me. Her grey scarf fluttered in the breeze while bits of her long bangs flew into the air.  

I stared down at her, unable to look away.  Her beauty, her absolute innocence in the snow stunned me.

'She is so beautiful....' I thought, my eyes softening as they looked into hers.  'I've loved her for so long.... Kagome....'  

Without thinking, I had slipped my arms around my slight companion, drawing her close.  Her hands pressed gently against my chest, just resting there as I drew her closer.  Slowly, softly our lips touched once, twice before settling against one another firmly.

Kagome gasped into my mouth and I took advantage, plunging my tongue into her mouth.  Tongues swirled, breath mingled before she whimpered against my mouth and I drew back.  I looked down at the girl who was now mine, claimed by both myself and my beast resting against my body.  She was panting slightly and her eyes were closed.  

I gazed down at my lovely girl, so utterly happy and overjoyed to have her.  That's the way I saw it, she was mine, for forever and beyond. It turns out I was wrong.  For when we wed two years later on December twenty-third I realized something that may just be the most important thing in my life.  Kagome, my beautiful lovely Kagome was not just mine.  We were each others. 

When we kissed that night, snow gleaming in her dark hair as our guests clapped politely from a heated tent, she smiled up at me and my heart caught in my throat.  We belonged together and that was final.  I would never leave her, it would kill me to do so.  I knew she would never leave me.  It was not a matter of possession or owning, but a matter of trust.  I was hers, she was mine.  Our souls entwined as one and it would never change.  We kissed again as the snow fell and my world froze leaving only her, only me and the falling snow.