InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Not the Only One ❯ Believing is everything ( Chapter 6 )

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Sorry for the slow update! My work load has once again increased, and I've just recovered from an agonizing sore throat to become bunged up with a cold! I'm actually off school today to get over the worst of it, so that's why I've got time to do this!

Cookies for everyone who been reviewing!

 

Know the lingo!:

Nani: what

Kami: god

Osuwari: Inuyasha's sit command

Hai: yes

Onegai: please

Ano: Um

Temee: You (bastard)

Arigato: thanks

 

Chapter 6

Believing is everything…

 

 

To his credit, Yoko didn't even blink. His face remained emotionless and impassive, and Kagome wondered if he had heard what she said.

Or maybe he thinks I'm joking…

Whatever had been running through the kitsune's head at that moment was forgotten as a slight crunch came from the far right. Kagome saw out of the corner of her eye that one of Yoko's plants had slowly started to creep towards the bodies of the unconscious bandits.

“Ah-ah-ah,” Yoko reprimanded, and he closed his eyes briefly, to Kagome's confusion. The two plants seemed to shrink before her eyes, and there was a slight pop as they disappeared from sight. Yoko held out his palm, and two seeds fell neatly into his grasp, which he tucked back into his hair.

“Now then,” Yoko's full attention was now back to Kagome, “Are you going to tell me your tale?”

Kagome blinked, and as she did so, a sparkle bounced into her vision. Kagome looked down, noticing the purple bobble still dangling from Yoko's fingers.

“First, give me back the tama, and then I'll tell you,”

Yoko grinned, a fang protruding from under his upper lip. Kagome couldn't help but shiver at the sight.

“I think the tama is a little too precious for one story,” Yoko remarked,

“Besides, how do I know you're not just making it up?”

“Why would I?” Kagome replied, while holding Kurama's seed between her finger and thumb, “Anyway, isn't this proof?”

Yoko tilted his head, torn. He wanted to believe her- he didn't like to think there was another kitsune who used this seed. It was a seed used by only the silver kitune clan, who were now practically extinct. Yoko only knew of a few who were alive, but they were all thousands of years old; he doubted any of them fought anymore.

And if he was also able to develop the scentless petal plant, he must be a truly great kitsune.

In that case, is there more silver kitsune than I know of? Or is it as Kagome says- that she has in fact met myself in the future?

Either way, Yoko's curiosity had been sparked- he would find out the truth of the matter, one way or another.

 

 

“How about this,” Yoko said, crossing his legs and sitting down gracefully,

“If you tell me your story, and I believe you, the tama is yours for the taking. If I do not, however, it will remain in my possession,”

Kagome folded her arms, her hazel eyes narrowing at the kitsune sitting so calmly on the forest floor.

“I wasn't born yesterday, Yoko! Even if I tell you and you do believe me, you'll just scamper off with the tama anyway!”

Yoko placed the tama on the ground in between them, and then put his hands behind his back.

“There,” he said softly, “Now will you tell me?”

Well, it's better than nothing. And if he really wants the tama that bad, he could easily just kill me for it.

Kagome sat down opposite him, making sure the tama was in grabbing distance.

It's not like I can take it and run anyway- this seems like the only choice! Luckily, I have his kitsune curiosity on my side…

“Alright,” Kagome rested her chin in her hands, “I'll start at the beginning. You know about the well, right?”

Yoko straightened his back, keeping his face blank.

“When you say `know about it'- I know it leads to your time, yes. Wherever that may be,”

“It's five hundred years in the future, like I said before,”

Yoko inclined his head slightly, “Well, I suppose that certainly explains your turn of phrase,” he allowed his golden eyes to drop to Kagome's bare legs, “And your rather strange attire,”

“Anyway,” Kagome said through gritted teeth, “This morning, I bumped quite literally into a boy called Kurama…”

Yoko listened intently, his eyes never leaving Kagome's face.

Just like Kurama when I was telling him about the past…

He only interrupted when Kagome reached the subject of Kurama's human mother. Yoko edged forward, his eyes searing into Kagome's own.

“Na-nani?” Kagome stuttered, startled by his sudden intense gaze.

“Amazing,” Yoko observed, his brow creased, “It would seem you aren't lying. What has become of my future self, that he allowed a mere human to mother him?”

“Excuse me!” exclaimed Kagome, pushing Yoko in the chest so he tipped back to his previous sitting place, “But don't forget the `mere human' sitting here managed to steal from you! And for your information, Kurama would die for his human mother!” Kagome said this with certain softness in her eyes as she remembered how fiercely Kurama had spoken of trading his life for his mother's.

“Unbelievable,” Yoko remarked, resting his beautifully sculptured face on his folded fingers, “Though the same can be said for your entire tale, so continue,”

And so continue Kagome did, and she told Yoko everything- she left out no details, in the hope that Yoko would be able to identify with the person she was talking about.

She saw the silver kitsune seemed more taken with her tale when she described how the future Yoko had kissed her.

Once she had finished, Yoko seemed deep in thought, and Kagome watched him with baited breath, awaiting his verdict.

If I've described Yoko's behaviour from the future perfectly, surely this Yoko will know I'm telling the truth…

“Alright,” Yoko finally said, with a smile creeping across his face, “I believe you,”

“Great!” Kagome beamed, and she reached out for the shikon-no-tama. Yoko's hand swiftly swooshed through the air, and Kagome gasped as her worst fears seemed to be confirmed.

He's going to take it and run!

But his hand skimmed over the tama, and instead of grabbing the chain, his fingers seized her wrist. Kagome was too shocked to react in time, as Yoko pulled her forward with such force that she thudded on top of him, causing him to hit the forest floor. Kagome landed on his chest, her heart galloping as he still held onto her wrist.

What is he doing?

Yoko chuckled as he looked up at her through his ruffled fringe.

“Don't you remember,” Yoko said softly, “I told you a tale wasn't enough for the tama,”

Kagome tried to push of Yoko with her free hand, but he caught that too, and as he raised his silk clad legs he held her completely captive.

“Yoko!” Kagome exclaimed, her heart echoing in her ears, “You said if I told you, you'd give me the tama back!”

“Not exactly,” Yoko smirked, “I said the tama was yours for the taking. I didn't say I'd give you it without a fight,”

 

 

Kagome tried to breathe slowly, considered her options.

Ok, number one- I scream and hope Inuyasha finds me. Where the hell is the jerk anyway??

Right, breathe. Number two- I try and purify him. Oh no, wait. That would completely alter time, wouldn't it? I don't want to wreck Kurama's life…

Option number three- I could just go along with it, right? So I can escape when his guard is down!

Kagome felt a slither of guilt enter her stomach.

Yeah right, Kagome. You're snuggled up with a stunning kitsune and you just don't want to leave!

Yoko watched with interest as Kagome seemed to be holding a debate with herself. Raising his eyebrows, he decided to get her attention back to himself. Leaning up only a little, Yoko slid his tongue along Kagome's bottom lip, which was slight pouted due to her thinking.

Kagome jumped, the warm and slow lick along her lip blowing all conscious thought out of her head.

“Ah, glad to see you're back,” Yoko grinned, before taking Kagome's bottom lip into his mouth, and gently nibbling it with his fangs.

Despite the grip on her wrists, Kagome had positioned herself a little off Yoko's chest. Now, like kicking a pair of ladders away from the unsuspecting window cleaner, she caved, slumping with a thump onto Yoko's body.

Oh…my…kami…

Kagome's mind wasn't a very stable place at that point in time. The largest thought being processed was;

He's biting my lip!

Soon followed by an overwhelming;

Kami that feels so good…

While a small part of her brain was thinking;

You know, I'm surprised I can still feel my lips, considering this is like the fourth time I've been kissed today…

Yoko moved his hands from Kagome's wrists to interlace with her fingers, but a sharp scratch on his palm made him recoil. Yoko pulled away from Kagome's lips, licking his own as he recognised what Kagome held in her palm.

“I don't suppose you know what this seed is?” Yoko asked Kagome, who was glassy eyed and was trying to recover her normal breathing pattern.

“No,” Kagome looked down at the forgotten seed now held in Yoko's fingers.

“Let me show you,”

Kagome watched as the seed fractured down the middle, a red light splitting through the cracks. Her eyes widened as the familiar smell washed over her, the same scent that was perfumed on Yoko's skin, and the same scent that clung to Kurama's hair.

Rose petals…

Kagome watched in awe as a fully formed crimson rose grew in Yoko's hand. The petals were perfectly formed, the green stem thin and thorny.

“A rose?” Kagome questioned, wondering why this was significant to linking Yoko and Kurama.

“Yes,” Yoko replied, sitting up on his elbows while his knees cradled Kagome's back,

“And this is a perfect example that there's more than meets the eye,”

Kagome was about to ask Yoko what he was talking about when the silver kitune lazily extended his right arm, the rose stem balanced between two fingers. With a sharp flick of his wrist, Yoko brought the rose down sharply, and Kagome watched in awe as it transformed into a long, green, thorny whip.

“Wow,” Kagome gasped, and as Yoko continued to snap the whip, Kagome remembered that morning, though it seemed like years ago. She could see in her mind's eye the strewn bodies of sliced youkai; now she knew how Yoko had done it.

“You see,” Yoko transformed the whip back into the delicate rose, and held it out to Kagome, “Things aren't what they seem- beneath most beauty lurks a dangerous weapon,”

Kagome nodded, accepting the rose gingerly, and an image of Kurama floated before her.

Kurama seems so gentle- yet he too, no doubt, is a dangerous weapon concealed with beauty.

As Kagome touched the rose petals thoughtfully, Yoko touched his forehead with hers.

“The rose is a very symbolic symbol among silver kitsune,” he said,

“Transforming the rose into a whip is something known, not taught. Only the silver kitsune can wield the rose as a weapon, and so it is seen as a symbol of power,”

Yoko paused, before leaning over and scooping the forgotten shikon-no-tama off the ground. He let it drop into Kagome's hand, and she looked at him in surprise.

“It is also the symbol of protection,” Yoko said softly, “And I think Shuuichi gave you that seed for more than proof of your story,”

Kagome inhaled, Yoko's warm amber eyes drawing her into a state of security.

“He wants me to protect you in this time,” Yoko confirmed, “As he can't do it himself,”

Kagome caressed the shikon-no-tama, feeling it warm under her fingertips.

“I have enough protectors in this time, Yoko,” Kagome smiled, “I'm fine,”

Yoko drew back from Kagome, a smirk playing around his mouth as he stretched.

“Hai, you're quite right. After all, it wasn't you who needed protecting from youkai this morning, or bandits this evening,”

Kagome rolled her eyes at his sarcasm, laying the rose on the ground so she could put the tama over her head.

Yoko watched her with a flickering feistiness in his eyes that made Kagome uneasy.

“Nani?” Kagome asked, swallowing as the chain rested against her skin once again.

“Is it on?” Yoko asked.

“Hai,” Kagome replied, “Why-”

Yoko let a truly evil smirk spread across his face.

“Oh good,” he purred, and in one fluid motion turned over so that Kagome rolled with him, “So now I can do this,”

He had her pinned to the forest floor, and Kagome felt her breath catch as he gazed down at her from above, a slightly animalistic look in his eyes.

Kagome tried not to seem phased by the situation as she met Yoko in the eye.

“Great protector you are,” she remarked, “It's people like you I need protecting from!”

Yoko dipped his head down so that his silky silver hair whispered over Kagome's face, “I don't know what you're talking about. You just told me you have enough protectors,”

Kagome fumed silently.

What I would give for a Yoko `osuwari' command…”

“And speaking of protectors,” Yoko grinned, “I do believe he's on his way now,”

“Nani?” squeaked Kagome, “You mean Inuyasha?”

“Unless anyone else can smell so disgustingly of inu hanyou,” replied Yoko.

“Hey!” Kagome hissed, “Don't speak about him like that!”

Yoko was a little taken aback by how quickly she defended the hanyou, but he didn't let it show.

“No offence meant, I'm sure. But inu and kitsune don't bode too well,”

Kagome gasped, “Of course! Fox hunting!”

“Fox what?” asked Yoko, but Kagome cut him off.

“Yoko, get up! I can't have Inuyasha find us like this!”

“Hmm,” Yoko seemed to contemplate the matter, “He did offend me when he insinuated I was a coward. Perhaps I can get my revenge by pretending I've just had my wicked way with you,”

Yoko's eyes gleamed as Kagome's mouth gaped in horror,

“Yoko, onegai! He'll kill you!”

“Try to kill me,” Yoko corrected, taking deep satisfaction in Kagome's growing panic, “And anyway, our scents are all over each other- how are you going to explain that?”

Kagome's eyes grew ever wider as her heart thudded dangerously.

“Oh kami! Quickly, summon the scentless petal plant!”

“Or else?” Yoko enquired lightly, giving Kagome a quick nip on the ear,

“My dear, you really are in no position to demand anything,”

“Yoko,” Kagome begged, trying to push the kitsune off her, “Look, I'll do anything!”

Yoko's fox ears visibly twitched.

“Anything?”

“Hai!” Kagome was so desperate to get up that she wasn't thinking what she was saying; though she knew telling Yoko she would do anything wasn't the brightest of ideas.

“Hmm,” Yoko sniffed the air lightly, gauging that Inuyasha was about two minutes away. He raised himself of Kagome, who sighed in relief, brushing herself down.

“Arigato, Yoko,”

“Hai- just remember,” Yoko tapped Kagome's nose, “You owe me a favour,”

“Hai,” Kagome replied, pressing her palms together in thanks,

“Now could you please give me a scentless petal?”

Yoko sighed dramatically as he took a seed from his hair.

“Just out of interest,” Yoko asked as he began to manipulate the seed,

“How do you plan on explaining the two unconscious bandits covered in plant saliva?”

“Ano,” Kagome threw the two men a wary look, “I could just say I found them like that?”

“Let's just hope your village girl doesn't tell the truth then,” Yoko remarked with a grin.

“Oh no!” Kagome gasped, “That's probably why Inuyasha's coming in the first place!”

“Oh,” Yoko blinked, sniffing the air, “He's just gained speed. He'll be here in less than twenty seconds,”

“Yoko!” Kagome cried, looking at the still budding plant in the kitsune's palm, “What am I gonna do?”

Yoko chuckled and let the plant fall to the ground, grabbing Kagome's shoulders.

“The only thing we can do, Kagome,”

 

 

“Kagome! Oi! Kagome!” Inuyasha burst through the trees, cursing the little village girl under his breath. She had been gibbering so much with fear that it took him much longer than it should have to realise Kagome was in danger.

He sniffed the forest air deeply, the scent of foliage and flowers in bloom hiding the real smell he was looking for. Then he caught it. The sudden scent, the one that always made his heart speed up, and usually not out of happiness either.

“Kagome!” Inuyasha yelled, almost choking on the shout as another familiar scent filled his sensitive nose.

That damn kitsune!

Inuyasha landed on the forest floor with a thump, regarding the scene with his mouth wide open and his amber eyes blazing.

“What the hell is going on here?”

Inuyasha's attentive eyes darted from the couple on the ground to the two unconscious humans covered in goo, then back to the couple again.

“K-Kagome?” Inuyasha uttered in disbelief at what he was seeing. The girl was lying under the silver kitsune, her hands clinging to his silky tunic.

“Inuyasha!” the kitsune looked up, unbound relief on his face, “Thank goodness you're here! This miko was trying to make me have mad, passionate love with her; otherwise she was going to purify me!”

“Y-Yoko!” Kagome spluttered, scandalized, “Shut up!”

Inuyasha growled, his face clenching in anger, “Don't try and turn this around on her again, kitsune!”

“Inuyasha!” Kagome pushed Yoko away as she got to her feet, shaking still from Yoko's embarrassing accusation, “It's alright! Yoko was protecting me from those bandits! He didn't want me to get hit by that…goo stuff, so he shielded me with his body!”

At least one of us is sticking to the original plan!

“Oh yes,” Yoko said, sitting up and holding his head as if he had hurt it, “I remember now. Sorry about that Inuyasha, I must have slight concussion,”

The hanyou continued to growl and narrowed his eyes at the kitsune.

“Well,” Kagome laughed nervously, clearing her throat, “Let's go then!”

Inuyasha, however wasn't listening.

“Seems you were in the right place at the right time again,” he commented, cracking the knuckles of one hand, “Must be a fucking coincidence, eh?”

“Hai,” Yoko got up, noticing the angry rolling of the hanyou, “After all, someone's got to protect her,”

“What was that, temee?” hissed Inuyasha.

“Ma, ma,” Kagome interjected, standing between the two amber eyed males,

“Let's just leave it, ok?”

Kagome turned to Yoko, her back to Inuyasha. She made a motion with her eyes, clearly saying `stop winding him up!' before speaking.

“Arigato again, Yoko, for saving me,”

“You can thank me later,” Yoko replied, his words laced with a double meaning. Kagome heard it too, and she swallowed before turning to Inuyasha.

“Neh, I'm tired Inuyasha. Let's go back to Kaede's, ok?”

“Damn right we're going back, bitch,” Inuyasha snapped, “I think there's more to this than what you're letting on,”

Yoko bristled as the harsh words escaped Inuyasha's mouth, but Kagome didn't seem effected by them.

Inuyasha turned on his heel, stalking off into the undergrowth. Yoko hastily grabbed Kagome's wrist and plucked a petal from the fully bloomed plant on the forest floor.

“Why do you let him get away with it?” he hissed quickly, rubbing the petal into her skin, “He shouldn't speak to you like that,”

“It doesn't bother me anymore,” Kagome replied, her heart fluttering nervously as the petal sank into her skin, “I can't believe you came away with that! You've got me in a heap of trouble, Yoko!”

“I just wanted to let him know what he's missing,” Yoko winked as the petal completely disappeared, “I'll be watching you, vixen,”

Kagome blinked at his new name for her before running to catch up with Inuyasha.

I suppose in a way they are the same…but bitch makes me sound horrible whereas vixen…

Kagome finally caught up with the growling hanyou, her tongue gently running over her swollen bottom lip.

Vixen makes me sound…sexy!

 

 

Another long chappy for you! I know it seems this is leaning towards a simple Kagome/Yoko fic, but it isn't honest!

Arigato, as always!

FanFiction.net:

Phoenixiafyre: Oh, you should know by now I love cliffies! Luckily you're all get off this week cos I can't write anymore!

Deebeth89: Arigato for pointing that out- can't believe I never noticed it!

IchikoKitsuneKoumori: Ah, you know Yoko. Nothing much surprises him!

Silentangelwings: Ah, arigato. You are too kind- hope you enjoyed this chapter too!

Mediaminer.org: (please noteI've added all of chapter5's reviewreplies now- they weren't working when it originally went up!)

Renata-sama: Ah, sorry about that. Media Miner was playing up with me! I hope it was worth the wait! As for kitsune promises- I have a tail! Don't you? (Isn't that normal? Hehe). And I of course appreciate your comments! You're right too- Yoko wasn't going to give up the tama so easily!

As for the scentless petal plant- it suppose it seemed rather pathetic that Yoko was threatened by a such a thing- however, as I hope this chappy explained, it's harder than it seems!

I totally agree with The DemonMikoShadowKitsuneGodess comment- though you missed out transfer student and Yusuke's cousin! That's why I started writing this. Why don't you write one? You seem to have a good grasp of the language!

(By the way, my replies to all your last reviews have now been added to chapter 5!)

Mistress_yume: Glad you enjoyed!

Kagome Lady of the Rain: Ah, I love you for loving it!

MidnightTimberWolf: I aim to please!

Kitsun2Humour: Hope you liked this chappy!

CHUMANI12: I'm glad some people are finding it funny! I do try my best to make it humorous!

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Kagome4Hiei: Glad you thought so!

Silent Miko Slayer: Yup his face would be priceless lol!