An Mismatch Adventure for a Mismatch Pair

[Lord Sesshomaru]

She paused. A castle? It's what she had wanted from the very beginning! She took her time in responding, taking another bite. "A sort?" She asked once she swallowed. "And what does that mean?"

[Naraku]

His brow lightly raises when turning back and facing towards her and even straightening himself up fully. "I am not making it nearly as large as what castles you may of been too. But my reasoning is simple, I have no intention of making so much spare rooms. I have no intention of becoming inviting." He lightly chuckles as his eyes peek back at her own.

Suddenly his large body moves back up to his feet once she seem to have finished eating and held his hand down to her as if offering to help her back up to her feet.

[Lord Sesshomaru]

She absent mindedly took his hand and got up onto her feet. He was a strange Lord. Not even a real Lord except for his power and land. Besides that, he had nothing. She wasn't sure what to think of him.

[Naraku]

He continues to pull her up towards him. "Hold your breath Milady." He suddenly gives her a light shove making her stumble back from him and into the water itself. He smirks a bit deviously after doing such without much warning.

A short thought comes through Ryuukotsusei's mind afterwards, but the smirk never left. 'I am sure I am going to have hell to pay later for that.' Without removing his own kimono he dives down into the water by where she landed. Letting his larger body float right before her as he peers back to her.

[Lord Sesshomaru]

She wasn't sure what his statemtn meant until she was already submerged. Her thick kimono clung heavily and she could feel herself sinking. Her arms swung up and she held her breath but her position on her back forced water into her nose and she gasped. What would a geisha do knowing how to swim? Her eyes stung from keeping them open and she forced them shut as the water overwhelmed her and swept into her lungs. She grasped for anything, becoming panicked that only made her swallow more water.

[Naraku]

Ryuu was quickly at her side and was place against her body as they was already deep into the water from her just sinking. His lips press firmly against her own as air is shot within her from the air he held. He only held her there as their bodies stop sinking but did not float. Their bodies actually only twirl lightly within the water as he held her in a light embrace while he continues to give her his air from the large lungs of his draconian lungs. Letting her body calm and return to its normal breathing.

[Lord Sesshomaru]

Fumiko wanted to breathe. And as she regained her senses she clung to him and the air he was giving her. But when he didn't immediately pull her up she tugged on the clothes held tightly beneath her fingers.

[Naraku]

He waited until her breathing seem to have return mostly to normal as Ryuu started to kick his feet to make them push back towards the surface. Moving somewhat quickly though doing his best to maintain himself. Soon after they broke surface as he pulls back and from her and looks to her and still holding her body.

Partly already ready for her fury to come at him as he did not expect her to freak as much as she did and give her air out so quickly instead of holding it. But his eyes gaze back into her own eyes as he releases a light sigh.

[Lord Sesshomaru]

The panda quickly gasped for air, gulping it in frantically as she was held up above water by Ryuu. The clothes clung and she could feel them like deadly hands ready to pull her under again if he let go. Scared of those hands still gripping at her she clung to him, her arms wrapping around him and her face against his shoulder. "Stupid!" She cried, giving him a jerk even as she still held onto him. "Stupid, stupid, stupid stupid--"

[Naraku]

He sighs and looks down once more as he softly spoke. "Forgive me.. I thought all learned to swim at a young age. I meant you no harm." He pushes back with her still light against his body. "I hope you can forgive me for my actions." He reaches down as his hands place upon her hips and suddenly lifts her up and onto a rock above the water and link to the camp. "You may wrap up in the pelts to help dry off and stay warm."

[Lord Sesshomaru]

Fumiko was hesitant to release him from her hold but he was already lifting her away. Her hands reached for him but her pride forced her to cling to herself instead, arms wrapped tightly around herself as she leaned foward. "Servants are not taught to swim unless it's a part of their heritage. A panda has no use for being in water!" She wanted to yell more, to call him stupid a lot more times. But the dreading feeling was still clenching her chest. Someone so pampered, even as a servant had never been so close to death. Maybe except that one time she had pushed Sesshoumaru too far.

Glaring at the ground she forced herself up and to move. She was prideful and stubborn, and wouldn't give in to such a weakness. Thinking nothing of it she forced off the wet clothes that still felt like the hands of death and let them plop to the floor. Bare, with no modesty to speak of she dropped onto the largest pelt and wrapped it around herself until only her head was shown and even then she avoided speaking and looking at him.

[Naraku]

He listens to her and lightly sighs once more and staring down in the water. Slowly his eyes move back and watches her as she was now already wrapped up and avoiding him. He could tell by her aura that she was really distressed.

His eyes lightly close as the Dragon Lord only begins to sink back into the water this time alone. Letting his own body slowly sink down into his depts.

[Lord Sesshomaru]

She could hear the sound of water as he re submerged under it's depths. She huffed, closing her eyes and trying to relax. Fumiko waited for the sound of splashing water to quickly follow but it didn't happen. She counted seconds and still the surface of the water went unbroken. Slowly sitting up, the pelt slid down to her waist and she neither blushed or tried to cover her exposed breasts. Her eyes never left the water's surface. Still, nothing. He had been under for over a minute or two! And she remembered the cling of fabric as it became heavy with water. Maybe he was struggling. But he had seemed so sure before!

Biting her lip, she forced herself up and crawled her way to the edge of the pool. "R-Ryuu...sama?" She scanned the water, searching for his figure. And she could see the outlines of his body but he was unmoving. And from what she could see, he was even sinking deeper! "Ryuu!" She forced her arm into the water, but she couldn't reach him.

[Naraku]

His image was gone within the black depths of the water and did not see to emerge. Moments went by as a few bubbles seem to emerge in the spot he once was. A sudden rush suddenly erupts out of the water as Ryuu actually seem to leap out of the water and down landing behind her. His back was facing her from the angle of his leap. Though his eyes lightly scan over the encampment and seeing she was not even there, and did not pick up her aura at first from his emerge.

Slowly he turns and glances back to her about to speak in a sort of apologetic once more to her before seeing her body and the expose flesh. He turns his head to the side from her and now said nothing instead as his cheeks turn a bright red. His eyes was shaking some as trying to hold his gaze from her. Only to break back and looks back to her though his eyes scan back quickly to her eyes.

[Lord Sesshomaru]

Fumiko gasped, sitting upright as he propelled himself out of the water. It splashed all over her but she thought little of it as she turned around to look at him. He was fine. He hadn't drowned. She should have known better. She let out a deep breath of relief, but then found herself angry that she had been worried at all.

But Fumiko was concentrating on understanding his silence and his expression. Catching on, she leaned forward slightly, and wiped a droplet of water that was making it's way between her breast. "Are you regretting turning my offer down?" She would tease him, get him back for his worry. If being uncomfortable would make him suffer, than it would be fun for her.