InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Not the Only One ❯ Confrontation ( Chapter 4 )

{I don't own Inuyasha or Yu Yu Hakusho. That pleasure belongs to their rightful owners, Rumiko Takahashi and Yoshihiro Togashi!}

For those who don't know, I live in Scotland. Anime is practically unheard of here; manga even more so. I fulfil my cravings off the net, though recently I started reading Fushigi Yugi, as a bookshop in town sells it. However, yesterday I was so happy to find a whole three walls devoted to manga in another shop! Everything was there! Inuyasha, Yu Yu Hakusho- even Shounen Jump!! Hehe, so that'll be me broke til next year!

 

Know the lingo!:

Kitsune: fox

Ano: umm

Gomen: sorry

Arigato: thanks

Ki: life energy

Kami: god

Temee: bastard

Baka: idiot

Mou: exasperated sigh

Nani: what

Onegai: please

 

Chapter 4

Confrontation

 

Kagome was aware of something soft and light delicately brushing her bare legs.

A feather? No, too big…

It was sending pleasant tingles up her spine, and Kagome felt extremely warm and comfortable. There was also a rumble vibrating through her chest.

Kagome's first thought was Shippo. But as she fought off the weight of sleep, she realised that didn't make sense. Shippo was tiny; he couldn't possibly be purring on her chest while his tail touched her legs. Besides, Shippo's tail was short and tuffy- this tail certainly wasn't.

Wait a minute…I'm not even in the Feudal Era!

Kagome cracked open an eye- and shrieked.

“Y-Yoko!”

The kitsune gazed at her with raised brows, his large, white fox ears pressed down to his silky haired head.

“I know you're pleased to see me Kagome, but there's no need to scream,”

Yoko smirked as Kagome turned several shades of pink when she realised her position. She had been snuggled up in Yoko's lap, leaning against the kitsune's taunt chest. His tail was gently beating against her legs, and one strong arm was around her waist, while the other supported Yoko on the couch. His amber eyes twinkled down at the shocked expression on her face.

“How?” was all Kagome managed to get out.

“Shuuichi used the potion. Don't you want to know what happened after you left?”

Kagome froze as he pulled her closer, his rock hard body pressing against her bound breasts.

“First thing first, though,” Yoko said softly,” I believe I owe you something…”

Kagome's almond eyes widened as Yoko held her face in one large hand, his lips taking hers fiercely.

Kagome grabbed onto his white tunic to support herself, as he took her completely at mercy with his tongue.

 

 

 

Kurama couldn't believe it. Yoko had been in the miko's company for less than two minutes and he was already at it!

He couldn't complain though; his senses were still his own, and he could taste Kagome as much as Yoko could. She tasted exactly like her scent, pure and overpowering.

This time Yoko pulled away, leaving Kagome gasping for breath as he buried his face into her neck.

“Yo-Yoko?” Kagome stuttered as he began to lick and tease the skin on her shoulder with his fangs. Kagome jolted in surprise, resisting the urge to squirm- his hot, moist tongue on her skin too much to bear.

Yoko eventually broke away, a fang protruding from his lip as he grinned with gleaming golden eyes.

“You smell as good as you taste,” he informed her.

Kagome just looked at him, unable to think of a reply. Her hand found its way to her neck, and her fingers closed around the shikon-no-tama in relief.

“Your trust in me is comforting,” Yoko said, observing her actions with amusement.

Kagome cocked an eyebrow.

“Trust? Do you even know the meaning of the word?”

Yoko snorted, leaning back on the couch and bringing Kagome with him.

“So…” Kagome swallowed, raising herself of the kitsune's chest as he smiled innocently at her.

“So- aren't you annoyed at me? I mean, I managed to steal right under you nose- I would be angry if I was you!” Kagome blurted out, veering the conversation back to the matter at hand.

“Hmm?” asked Yoko, his eyes still travelling over the parts of Kagome's body that were on display.

“Yoko!” Kagome exclaimed, poking the kitsune hard in the stomach,

“Are you even listening to me?”

Yoko looked up at her from under his pearly white fringe, his ears twitching. Kagome sighed, pushing down the urge to touch them.

“So you're not angry at me?”

Yoko pretended to look as though he was deeply considering it.

“Well, it has been about 500 years. I think I'll forgive you now,”

“Five-five hundred years?” spluttered Kagome.

“Hai,” Yoko looked at her in surprise, then he muttered under his breath, “300 years there after meeting you, 200 here…”

“Wait,” Kagome frowned, “200 hundred here? Kurama's only seventeen!”

Yoko laughed, “I mean demon years…anyway, let's not get into that…”

Kagome continued to blink at him, until the tickling on her leg began to move further up.

“Ano…” Kagome squirmed, watching as Yoko's large silver tail continue to stroke her leg.

“Uh,” Yoko grimaced; grabbing Kagome's hips, “Please cease moving,”

Kagome looked at him and quickly flushed beetroot.

“Gomen!” she squeaked, “But your tail…”

“Oh,” Yoko looked down, and it slowly unravelled from Kagome's thigh,

“It sometimes has a life of its own,”

Kagome simply shot Yoko a look before rising to get up.

“Where are you going now?” asked Yoko, lazily.

“I don't have time for this,” Kagome said, tugging her skirt down a little, “I have to get back home before Inuyasha does,”

Yoko stretched, yawning a little. The potion was wearing off pretty quickly, drawing on his ki to replenish it.

“Wait a minute miko,” Yoko said, “Don't you want to know what happened after you left?”

Kagome turned back to Yoko, her mouth slightly open as realisation dawned.

“If you haven't seen me in 500 years, then does that mean I didn't come back?”

Yoko sat up slowly, a crease decorating his forehead.

“I'm unsure,” Yoko replied, “I can remember what happened after you left, but after that…it's dark, like something missed out…”

Yoko tapped his chin thoughtfully, “Then again, perhaps it's because it hasn't happened yet. If you're travelling back to the past, you must be making memories there still,”

Kagome touched her temple, sighing.

I feel a migraine coming on…

“Alright then,” Kagome put her hands on her hips, “What happened after I left?”

Kagome suddenly felt her heart thud.

I haven't thought about what happened last night- or this morning-it all seems like a blur-there's been too much happening! But now I think about it…Shippo went to get Inuyasha- so that can only mean…Yoko and Inuyasha met!

Kagome felt her face heat up as a million and one situations acted out in front of her eyes.

Oh kami help me…

 

 

Yoko, hurry! The effects are wearing off!

“Right,” Yoko got up, and pulled Kagome to sit next to him.

“Hey!” protested the miko, “What are you-”

“No time,” Yoko explained, “I have to hurry before the spell wears off!”

“Oh,” was all Kagome said before Yoko covered her eyes with his large palms,

“Now what are you-!”

Kagome gasped as colours swirled before her eyes, like paint dripping down a blank canvass.

“It's a flashback trick,” Yoko explained, though his voice was far away and sounded faint, “I'm sending you my memories using a special plant- now relax!”

Kagome obeyed, watching intently as the shapes shifted and took form.

It's Inuyasha forest! Realised Kagome, there's the well, and Yoko…

Yoko was leaning against the well, and Kagome saw a blue light pulsate from its depths, and she knew it was her this morning, returning to her time.

That's freaky…

Yoko had muttered something, but Kagome wasn't paying attention because Inuyasha had come from the trees. She saw his grip tighten on his sword when he saw the kitsune. Shippo was no where in sight, no doubt left behind by the swift hanyou.

Yoko seemed deep in thought, and Inuyasha slowly walked up to him. Kagome bit her fingernails, wondering on earth what was going to progress.

Kagome heard a sharp, barking laugh- she realised it was Yoko, and wondered what on earth was funny. Apparently the same thought was going through Inuyasha's head, as the kitsune turned and the hanyou spoke.

“What the fuck are you laughing at, temee?”

Yoko stared the hanyou down, as he was slightly larger in build and height. Inuyasha kept his claws resting on his sword, and Yoko frowned.

“You must be Inuyasha,”

The hanyou growled, “Well, I don't know who the hell you are- but you better tell me why you're at this well!”

Yoko let a smile slip on his face, “I was just making a wish,”

Inuyasha drew closer to the kitsune, furious, “Don't give me your shit! Why the hell do you smell like Kagome? And how the hell did her blood get on you?”

The girl in question watched with her fingers in her mouth. This could easily have been Kouga-kun and Inuyasha, but there was something different.

There's not the reassurance they won't actually kill each other…

Inuyasha fumed when he received no reply, taking a swipe that Yoko nimbly dodged, sailing over the hanyou's head and landing on his feet behind him. Inuyasha swung around, anger in his amber eyes.

“It's on your fucking lips? You kissed her, kitsune? Who the hell do you think you are? If you've hurt her, I'll-”

Yoko spoke with his soft yet stern voice over the top of Inuyasha.

“Please don't accuse me. The girl was the one who kissed me, not the other way around”.

At this moment Shippo bounded on the scene, his eyes darting around the clearing.

“Where's Kagome?”

Inuyasha pointed a clawed, shaking finger to Yoko, ignoring the kit,

“Kagome doesn't just kiss anyone!”

Shippo blinked at the two, and then announced, “She kisses me!”

Kagome couldn't help the smile that broke across her face at the kit's utter adorable remark.

Yoko smirked at Inuyasha, before winking at Shippo,

“Must only be the kitsune she kisses then, eh little kit?”

Shippo beamed at being recognised by the silver kitsune, while Inuyasha seethed.

“Look, temee!” Inuyasha spat, “If I see you around here again, I'll kill you!”

Yoko simply allowed a look of disbelief to wash over his face before he began to walk away.

“That it,” Inuyasha crowed, “Scared are we?”

Yoko ignored him; though acid burned on his tongue at how possessive the hanyou was of Kagome.

Why should I care?

Yoko gave Shippo a smile before heading into the dark covering of the wood.

Inuyasha watched as the kitsune retreated, a false sense of security settling on him as he thought he had sent the last of the youkai.

“Inuyasha!” hissed Shippo, “Why did you him go away? Now we don't know where Kagome's gone!”

“It's obvious, baka!” Inuyasha snapped, whacking the kit on the head, “Back to her time!”

Kagome watched in horror as Inuyasha leapt into the well.

Crap! He must be wondering where the hell I am!

Kagome waited impatiently for the image to dissolve. But the clearing remained crystal clear in front of her. Just as Kagome was about to shout to Yoko, she caught the kitsune slink out of the shadows with a dark look on his face.

“Kit!”

Shippo, who had been wailing and rubbing the lump on his head, turned to the shout. A smiling mask slipped over Yoko's face, but look he had worn didn't escape Kagome's notice.

That was rather scary- I wonder why Yoko looked so annoyed? Surely Inuyasha didn't get to him that much?

“Hai…?”

“Yoko. Yoko Kurama,”

Shippo's emerald green eyes blinked several times in succession.

“You're Yoko? Yoko Kurama??”

Shippo sat on the ground with a thump, though his gaze didn't leave the older kitsune's face.

“Hai, kit. Pleased to meet you. Now, can you tell me where that well leads to?”

Shippo's face visibly crumpled, and he shifted nervously on the ground.

“Gomen, Yoko Kurama, but Kagome trusts me with that secret- we have a very big enemy you see, and if he was to find out where Kagome lived…”

“So it leads to where Kagome lives?” Yoko repeated.

“Oh!” Shippo pressed his mouth shut with his hands in shock.

“I've said too much!” he squeaked, “Onegai, please don't tell anyone!”

Shippo pressed himself to the ground, and Yoko crouched down to ruffle the kit's hair and raise his head up.

“Do not worry,” Yoko smiled, “This will be a secret between us,”

Shippo beamed thankfully, “Really? Kitsune promise?”

Yoko looked a little startled, but nodded slightly and turned around. Kagome watched in awe as Yoko's long, silky tail entwined around Shippo's little tuff. When Shippo turned around, Yoko had disappeared.

 

 

Kagome opened her eyes as Yoko removed his palms, blinking back into the modern world.

“There,” Yoko said, satisfied.

Kagome jumped up from the couch, startling the kitsune as he watched her snatch up her bags agitatedly.

“Kagome?” he asked tentatively.

“Yoko,” Kagome looked at him, her eyes stormy and slightly wild,

“Gomen, but I have to go before Inuyasha tracks me here!”

Yoko stood up, letting his hands rest on her arms.

“I don't see how that would be a problem,” Yoko stated, stooping his head to let his lips brush Kagome's. The miko closed her eyes with a sigh, the bags in either hand slipping to the floor. Yoko delved deeply into her mouth as her head tipped back, his hands wrapping around her waist.

Over to you, Shuuichi.

Kagome was aware of the change without even opening her eyes; Yoko's body shrank under her fingers, the muscles on his arms became less defined, and the silk Kagome had grabbed hold of changed to cotton.

“Kurama,” Kagome said as they came up for air. The avatar looked down at her, his scarlet hair spilling over both their shoulders, his intense green eyes blinking as his body shifted completely back to human form.

“Gomen,” Kurama said awkwardly, letting go of her waist, “Yoko has a peculiar sense of humour,”

Why, arigato Shuuichi.

That wasn't a compliment!!

Kagome missed the warmth on her hips, licking her lips a little nervously.

“Don't worry about it,” she smiled, stooping to pick up her bags, though Kurama beat her to it.

“Come on,” Kurama said softly, “I'll walk you home,”

 

 

 

“Who is that girl with Shuuichi-kun?” squawked a girl suddenly. The four other girls sitting with her at the outside café looked over to where their friend was staring open-mouthed.

“I don't know,” commented one, “She looks pretty though,”

“Don't be ridiculous!” spat the other, noticing the aghast looks on two of her friends' faces, “Look at her jumper! Did she borrow from her Grandmother or something?”

Four of the girls cackled; one a little too hard, while the silent girl watched the couple with a breaking heart.

 

 

Kagome couldn't keep still- she kept darting looks around the city they were passing through for a flash of red and white.

It would be quicker to take the bus, but I don't have any money left…mou!

“Oh,” Kurama said, backtracking a little when they passed the bus stop, “There's a bus coming in a minute that goes your way!”

“Hai,” Kagome said, cursing that he had noticed, “The stop's a little far from my house though,”

“It'll be quicker than walking,” shrugged Kurama, “Look, there it is now!”

Kagome blushed, trying to find the words.

I don't have any money…mou, how embarrassing…

Kurama hopped on, and Kagome trailed behind him, wondering how she could slip by unnoticed by the bus driver.

“Two tickets, please” Kurama said, slipping the correct change into the machine. Kagome watched speechlessly as he ripped the two tickets out the dispenser and looked back at her.

“Here you go,” Kurama said, leading her to two vacant seats at the back, “Are you alright Kagome? Is `it' hurting? You look a little pale,”

Kagome shook her head, smiling, clutching her ticket.

“No- just, arigato for buying this for me- I'll give you the money later!”

Kurama smiled gently, “Don't be silly. It's only a ticket,”

Kagome went to speak, and then diverted her eyes to the ground.

The kitsune avatar frowned a little, before Yoko spoke.

She's not used to generosity, Shuuichi. You saw that memory of the hanyou, didn't you? He prefers insults to compliments. I doubt he ever does her anyfavours.

 

 

They clambered off the bus, and walked the little while to Kagome's house.

“So, you live on a shrine?” Kurama said, starting some conversation between them.

“Hai,” Kagome smiled, “My ji-chan works there- he's always trying to make me wear traditional miko garb- it's so annoying!”

“Do you not like it?” asked Kurama, “I think you would look nice in it,”

Kagome spoke a little sharply, “I look like Kikyo in it,”

Kurama blinked, and Kagome turned to him, touching his arm.

“Gomen! I didn't mean it to come out so bitchy!”

Kurama chuckled, taking the hand on his arm and holding it,

“Nothing you say could sound bitchy,”

Kagome smiled as they arrived in front of the shrine steps. Kurama grinned, recognising the similarity between the Higarashi shrine and Genkai's.

“Well, this is me,” Kagome announced, “I better go see what trouble Inuyasha has caused,”

“Hai,” Kurama smiled at her as she climbed the first step, “Perhaps we could meet up again?”

Kagome looked back to see the wind whip his vibrant hair around his watchful emerald eyes.

“I'd like that,”

Shuuichi! You better give her thescentless petalplant! That hanyou will be able to smell us all over her!

Oh!

“Kagome, wait!” Kurama sprinted up half the steps, where Kagome was still climbing.

“Kurama?” Kagome questioned, “What's wrong?”

“Inuyasha will be able to smell our scent on you,” he said, watching as Kagome's pupils grew large.

“Nani?” she squeaked.

“Don't worry,” Kurama produced a seed from his hair, concentrating on growing it into a plant. Kagome watched breathlessly as the miniature tree rested on Kurama's palm. Buds appeared on its tiny branches, bulging like pregnant bellies. Kagome reached out curiously to touch one swollen seed, letting out a small gasp of delight as it burst into bloom, a beautiful pristine white flower kissing her fingertip. Kurama opened his eyes, watching as Kagome inhaled deeply.

“It doesn't have a scent!” she remarked, slightly disappointed.

Kurama laughed, easing a petal from one flower.

“That's the point,”

Kagome watched with interest as Kurama took the petal and then with his other hand took Kagome's palm, turning it so her small wrist faced upwards. He stroked the petal over her skin, smiling as Kagome giggled.

“It tickles!” she laughed, before gasping, “It disappeared!”

Sure enough, Kurama's finger was the only thing touching her skin. He stepped back, smiling, “Now go before my scent clouds over you again,”

Kagome nodded, accepting the plant from Kurama.

“You might want to keep that,” he added, looking over his shoulder as he walked down the stairs, “I don't doubt you'll need it again,”

Kagome looked down at the plant cradled in her hands, before walking up the remaining steps. Lost in thought, she didn't hear the growling until she bumped into a red clad hanyou.

Kagome looked up, mouth agape, at the gleaming golden eyes.

“Who the hell was that and where the hell have you been?” he questioned before looking down at the plant resting in her hands, “And what the hell is that?”

 

 

Gomen for the `scentless petal plant'! I tried to make a nice Japanese phrase out of it, but it was getting too long and I didn't want to offend anyone with the incorrectness of the words!

Arigato as always for everyone's great reviews! Keep it up!

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