InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Not the Only One ❯ Distraction ( Chapter 20 )

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How does that happen?? How can Microsoft word just go `Dun' and make your document disappear? Thank Kami I had only wrote the AN of this thing!!

Ok, so now I've saved this file, lets get to the good stuff…

I got the shock of my life when I scrolled down to the bottom of the last chappy and it took about 5 secs! I suppose because it took me so long to grind out it seemed longer at the time…but it's ridiculously short! So gomen, and I'll make this extra long to make up!

 

Please read my little note regarding this chapter after the arigatos at the end!

 

Oh, and for all those who don't know Kuronue-kun, there's a lil info at the end!

 

Finally, my spell checker seems to be on the blink, so gomen for any typos!

 

Know the lingo!:

Kami: god

Gomen: sorry

Hai: yes

Iya: no

Souka: I see

Gomen nasai: forgive me

Nani: what

Koumori: bat

Hime: princess

Neko: cat

Ningen: human

Onegai: please

The Sagiso: literally `the orchid'

 

I'd like to dedicate this chapter to Swasdiva (at Imaginative Love's Library) for the most heart-wrenching, sweet and sumptuous review I have ever received!

 

Chapter 20

Distraction

 

Yoko Kurama, legendary silver kitsune bandit, had never once in his life been asked to `stop' by a member of the female sex. It was not something that would ever cross their minds when they were in his company; nor would they have the strength to utter it.

Therefore, when Yoko heard this whispered demand, he fancied he has imagined it, and in turn ignored it, continuing to pursue the hollow of the miko's throat.

Seconds later, much to the kitsune's dismay, Kagome pulled away, her palms lightly pushing at his chest with a harassed, “Yoko!”

The bandit was now truly perplexed. Kagome's mood (according to a certain necklace) had turned from pleasured to pissed. Yoko wondered if this particular talent of Kagome's was unique to her wonderful self, or if these `mood swings' were common for all human females.

“Is something wrong?” Yoko asked, refusing to relinquish his hold completely of Kagome skin, his fingers slipping snugly around her hips. The miko was flushed, but this time not with embarrassment, but with severe irritation, and Yoko felt an unfamiliar cold tang of something unpleasant in his stomach.

“Can you explain something for me, Yoko?”

Though Kagome's wording seemed pleasant enough, the kitsune could tell she was far from pleased. The miko thrust the rose pendant under his nose and tapped the back with her nails, highlighting the kanji engraved there.

“Can't you read it?” Yoko taunted, with a mixture of amusement and annoyance. He was beginning to feel as though he has missed something, and if these kanji were what had angered Kagome, why was she only bringing it up now?

“Of course I can!” Kagome retorted, her eyes narrowing, “I want you to explain it!”

Yoko squeezed Kagome's hips in response, disliking how quickly the atmosphere was changing from amorous to aggressive.

“I thought it was rather self explanatory,” The kitsune cocked his head, a little understanding seeping into his mind.

“Let me ask you something,” he asked softly, “When did you discover it?”

“Tonight,” Kagome replied, confused by the change of the conversation's direction, “Kurama pointed it out to me,”

“Souka…” Yoko said with a slight smirk. Kagome misinterpreted this expression, and immediately exclaimed, “It's not like I wouldn't have found it myself!”

“Indeed. It was not meant to be a secret, vixen. Pray tell, however, why has it incensed you so?”

Kagome blinked, opening and shutting her mouth before crying, “Are you serious? Yoko, it makes it look like you own me, like I'm one of your prizes!”

Perhaps one of the best of all…

Secretly though, the kitsune was offended with how little value Kagome regarded his words on the pendant.

“I hardly consider a hapless human miko a prize,” Yoko remarked silkily, and also a tad defensively for his liking, “I told you that the necklace was for your protection alone- the engraved kanji are simply another dimension. It will give you the same protection as a mating claim would, and while it is ineffective towards humans, youkai will respect its power,”

Kagome took in Yoko's explanation with a sinking heart. While she bristled at his coldness, she realised once again she had got unnecessarily upset over the necklace, and in turn aggravated Yoko. Not only that, but his explanation had completely doused any small hopes she had in her heart that he had made a secret claim on her.

What did I expect?…Kagome thought miserably, thumbing the chain of the pendant. I can hardly accuse him of all sorts and then expect him to turn and declare that, in fact, he wants me for his own and nothing will stop him…mou, perhaps Kouga-kun has influenced me more than I thought…

“Wait!” Kagome thought with a sudden yelp, “Does that mean Inuya-”

“It can only be detected by full-blooded youkai,” Yoko interrupted coldly.

Kagome sighed in quiet relief, and felt even worse. Yoko had not acted as rashly and cockily as she had perceived- he had clearly taken great care in forming this protection and she had once again focused on alterative motives.

“Oh, Yoko,” Kagome breathed, her eyes growing moist, “Gomen nasai…I realise now you had the best intentions and I've yet again ignored them in spite of everything else…”

The kitsune, at this moment in time, had been thinking over his actions, realising he probably should have explained the (main) reason for the inscription when Kagome flung her arms around him. Stunned, not for the first, second or third time that night, Yoko allowed the miko from the future to bury her face into his neck. She was sniffing, but not crying as such, and Yoko petted her hair absently, wondering if being able to feel Kagome's ping- pong emotions was such a good idea in the first place.

“Kagome,” the kitsune whispered into her ear after a sudden thought, “Did you really think that I'd made a claim on you without consent?”

Kagome nodded in the affirmative, giving a muffled apology to Yoko's silver kamishimo. Grinning, Yoko pushed back more of her hair and murmured in her ear, “So why didn't you simply take the necklace off?”

 

 

Luckily Kagome was saved from answering that particular question by the arrival she had been dreading all night.

Now there's an oxymoron if there ever was one…

Kagome pulled on her Chinese shirt hastily, and discovered she was shaking so much that she was unable to fasten her butterfly button. The kitsune did it himself, and then presented his palm to the miko, a few familiar petals lying fluttering on his skin.

“Oh Yoko,” Kagome sighed, diverting her eyes to her knees, “What's the point of hiding? He'll know everything by now…”

“I don't think so, vixen,” the kitsune mused, “I think Kikyo would rather hold her little titbit for a time when she needed it- for example, to blackmail you into silence during her and Inuyasha's `meetings'. She has nothing to gain from letting the hanyou know now,”

Kagome bit her lip, but Yoko ignored her hesitance and grabbed her wrist, flicking the petals against her skin. The miko watched, surprised at the determination in his actions, but the bandit simply stated, “No more arguments tonight. You have to go shard hunting tomorrow, don't you? You need a good rest,”

On the way back to the hut Kagome filled Yoko in on the events of the party, as he had enquired of the human's blood and why she had been with Kurama.

“So my future self has red hair and green eyes?” Yoko thought aloud, “I wonder why he has donned the colours of the red clan instead of the silver?”

“Most likely because no one in my time has silver hair and gold eyes,” Kagome explained, “Unless they dye their hair, and wear coloured contacts,”

Yoko absorbed this information thoughtfully, but was startled out his musings with a sudden pulse of youki.

“He is gaining speed,” Yoko told Kagome, with a quirk of his lips at the words he had used before. “I must leave you now…”

“Alright,” Kagome tried to smile bravely, “I'll see you later, then…”

“Remember,” Yoko reached out to touch her face, but remembering his scent, lowered his hand to her necklace, “If you need me, just call,”

Kagome nodded, feeling a spark of Yoko's ki pulse through her pendant's chain, before the night swallowed her whole.

 

 

Everyone was asleep when Kagome crept into Kaede's hut -the miko swiftly sneaked into her sleeping bag, and changed into her sleep wear. She had no sooner laid her head on her pillow when Inuyasha's footfall was heard outside the hut. Kagome wasn't sure how his footsteps could be different than anyone else's, or so distinctive to her.

But they were.

Kagome froze in a strange sort of terror; she could pick up every breath, mumbled dream and pad of feet on solid ground.

The miko was debating whether or not she should pretend to be asleep when Inuyasha slowly crept into the room. She couldn't help but keep her eyes open, and so locked with the hanyou's golden globes within an instant. When she saw the familiar spark of anger tinting his amber irises, Kagome nearly burrowed under the covers.

“Kagome,” Inuyasha whispered, and he looked pained. He then turned and stalked out of the hut. There had been no hint of emotion in his voice, no tell tale tone to give away what had progressed with Kikyo. Kagome slipped out her sleeping bag like a mindless zombie, acidic bile lining her throat. When she arrived outside, Inuyasha was standing side on to her, and it was clear his nose was twitching madly.

“He was here, wasn't he?” The hanyou demanded as he spun around to face Kagome with his hands fisted on his hips.

The miko faltered, scratching her neck nervously, “You mean Yoko? Hai, he was here…”

Maybe it's just as well Yoko forced the petal on me…if he can get this annoyed about the kitsune being present, kami knows how he'd react if he knew what we had done…

Inuyasha ground his teeth together, before darting Kagome a strange look.

“Well?” he asked, “Aren't you going to ask?”

The miko stood rooted to the spot, her fear thick and fast on her tongue.

“What do you mean?” Kagome asked with a soft voice.

The hanyou sighed, and crossed his legs before thudding to the ground, as was his custom. He looked off into the night, and mumbled, “You really don't care anymore, do you…”

“N-nani?” Kagome spluttered, feeling completely at a loss.

Inuyasha refused to look at her, but tucked his hands into his long, billowing red sleeves. “Normally you would insist on knowing everything me and Kikyo talked about,” the hanyou muttered, “But ever since that kitsune came along…”

“Inuyasha?” Kagome whispered with a breaking voice. She sunk down on the ground next to the hanyou, waiting for him to meet her eyes, but he still looked away.

“You didn't stay when I asked you,” Inuyasha continued, his voice gruff, “You would never normally leave me and Kikyo like that if you knew you could stay,”

Kagome swallowed, not knowing how to reply. Her heart was pounding painfully.

I still can't tell if he knows or not…

The hanyou stole a glance at the miko, who was fiddling with the material of her night shirt anxiously.

“I just…” Kagome began, her lips so dry that she had to lick them in order to speak, “I didn't want to disturb you two, that was all…”

Inuyasha regarded her critically, and he snorted, “That's never stopped you before…”

Kagome frowned, her voice strengthening, “What's that supposed to mean? I've never listened in on one of you and Kikyo's conversations- not purposely, anyway,”

The miko shifted, tucking her legs into a more comfortable position.

“Inuyasha…what do you want from me?” Kagome looked up at the hanyou, her eyes shinning unusually bright, “What more can I give you, which I haven't already?”

The hanyou was looking to the side again, the twitch of his furry ears the only sign that he was listening.

“Inuyasha!” Kagome grabbed a side lock of silver hair, jerking the hanyou's head around, “Are you listening to me?”

Shock and remembrance washed over the pair, of a time many years ago, at the start of their journey, when Kikyo had just entered Kagome's life…

 

Flashback…

“Neh,” Kagome sat down carefully on a log next to the brooding Inuyasha, “Don't you feel a little bad for Kikyo? Having her bones stolen and all…”

Kagome looked down at her knees, ploughing on, “Even though you and she used to hate each other, it doesn't matter now, does it? Kikyo died as long time ago, right?”

Kagome looked up hopefully at the hanyou, who had his hands tucked into his long sleeves. He sighed, glancing at her before quickly looking away.

“Hey!” Kagome cried, indignantly, pulling a lock of Inuyasha's hair.

“Na-nani?” The hanyou had stuttered.

“Since yesterday, you've been avoiding any eye contact with me!” Kagome exclaimed.

Inuyasha faltered, before darting his eyes to the ground, “No, no I haven't…”

“I know! It's because my face looks like Kikyo's, right?” Kagome shouted, her hold on Inuyasha's hair still firm, “So you don't like me? So you hate me?”

Inuyasha cut her off, grabbing her hand quickly, “It's not!-” he hesitated, moving her hand, still in the air. Kagome followed their hands with her eyes, puzzled, and Inuyasha repeated, “It's not…like that…”

His face loomed over hers, and Kagome thought…Na-nani?

End Flashback

 

Kagome closed her eyes, a painful lump jarring her breathing. She released Inuyasha's hair, holding her face in her hands while she struggled not to cry.

How naïve I was back then...that I thought Inuyasha was attracted to me…when in fact, it was Kikyo he loved, the Kikyo he saw in me…

“If only I'd walked away then,” The miko whispered, hers shoulders shaking, “If only I knew what it would be like, I would have gone and never came back…”

“K-Kagome…” Inuyasha blinked, unable to believe the girl in front of him had suddenly started crying, “Kagome, stop it…don't say that…”

The hanyou felt strange, and his skin was tingling as the memory washed over him of that time. He had been so close…but she had pushed him away. Even then, things could have worked out between then…but Kikyo had returned…

“Kagome…” Inuyasha tried to pull the girl's hands away from her face, but she protested, pulled away, backing away.

“Leave me alone, Inuyasha!” Kagome hiccupped, “J-just leave me be!”

“Kagome,” the hanyou exclaimed, “Didn't I tell you I would never leave you alone again? Even if you push me away, I'll never leave you…”

Kagome rubbed her eyes harshly with her arm, scowling at the hanyou through her tears, “Stop lying! I told you before! I know what you're like!”

Inuyasha winced, trying desperately to think of something to say. But the miko before him was too far gone for any simple words he had to offer.

“I have my commitments, Kagome,” the hanyou tried to explain, moving closer to the girl, feebly trying to sound convincing, “But you know I'll protect you, no matter what!”

Kagome nodded, because it wasn't what she wanted to hear.

It's you I need to protect myself from…

She didn't push away when the hanyou pulled her roughly into his arms.

This is as close as we will ever be…

She didn't move at all when he clumsily brushed away the traces of her tears.

Wipe away all the evidence; it never happened…

She did nothing, because that was all she could do.

 

 

From a distance, two amber eyes could be picked out in the darkness. They glowed equally with concern for the miko, and hatred for the hanyou. The kitsune licked away the blood from his claws, and then from the palms were four small cuts were visible. Kagome was bleeding on the inside; so he would bleed on the outside.

Yoko had a restless night; perhaps even more so than Kagome. He felt terrible, and it was a combination of his and Kagome's feelings. He only hoped that by sharing this pain, the girl would feel unburdened in some way.

The kitsune lay on his stomach on the furs of his clan, clenching and unclenching his muscles. It was early morning, and though the bandit never rose late, he never usually awoke at this hour either. But Yoko knew he would be graced with no more sleep; he got up, and after staring aimlessly around his den, he brushed his silk garments down. He needed a distraction.

 

 

“Fifty-six…fifty-seven….”

“Sixty-one…sixty-three…”

“Kuronue, stop cheating! You skipped a number!”

Yoko turned mid-leap, bringing his whip tearing through another low level youkai, neatly dodging the flying internal organs that splattered his way. He landed on one hand, and saw his partner in crime throw two youkai simultaneously in opposite directions, the two chains of his scythes wrapping neatly around either wrist.

“It's called two at a time,” The koumori announced smugly with a flash of his deadly fangs.

Yoko smirked, cocking his head as flipped onto his feet, “Now, are we still discussing killing, Kuronue?”

“Heh!” the fellow bandit chuckled lowly, before an idea flashed in his ultra-violet eyes. “Now, Yoko, if it's distraction you really want, I have the prefect place…”

“Oh?” Yoko lazily transformed his whip back into the scarlet rose, tucking it into his silver hair, “What do you have in mind?”

“Firstly,” the koumori explained, motioning to Yoko's blood soaked robes, “We need to bathe.”

The pair trooped to the nearby river, which wasn't too cold giving they were fed by the hot springs. But as the latter were popular with the locals, the two demons favoured the river.

Yoko plunged into the water, welcoming the rush and gurgle around him, blocking the outside world. He had readily taken Kuronue up on the offer of a fight, but they both knew it would never last long. The duo knew each other too well; the opposite's moves being as familiar as his own. When Kuronue had mentioned that several low class youkai had been trying to move in on his cave, the pair took the opportunity to go on a splurge of cleansing.

The kitsune opened his eyes, observing the watery world with interest. Sleek silver fish shot by him, and he half considered taking a few back up for lunch. The fauna of the river's bed nudged his ankle, playfully brushing against his skin. Yoko felt the remaining oxygen leave his lungs, and for a moment he felt inclined to stay down in this submerged place.

A few weeks ago, he may have. But now, he had something to live for. Something to protect…

The kitsune broke to the surface, his long, silver hair slapping the water like ribbons, sticking to his laden garments. He blinked, water drops caught on his lashes, little rainbow clusters sparkling in his eyes.

There was a slow clap from the river's edge, and Yoko looked over to see Kuronue regarding him with a smirk, “Why, he's part fox, part fish!”

Yoko bared his fangs in a mock menacing way, “You'll be fish food, my winged friend, if you don't stop that irritating sound,”

Chortling, Kuronue gave one last clap, before whipping his wide brimmed black hat back on his head. His long ebony hair was, as usual tied back, though a few sweeping strands hung over his face. His black battered waistcoat was now blood free, and he has recently re-tied the black bandages that were wrapped around his muscular arms. The kitsune shook himself dry, running his claws delicately through his tail and hair. Most of the blood was out of his kamishimo, but there were a few pink tainted spots. Yoko tapped the water out his ears, his fingers tracing thoughtfully over the appendages as he remembered the night he had spent with Kagome.

A small stone whizzed through the air, and struck the fox square on the forehead. He caught the second and the third, glaring at Kuronue as he dropped them to the ground, “What was that for?”

“You were thinking about her again,” the koumori proclaimed in a sing song voice.

“Chh,” Yoko crossed his arms, “I can't stop thinking about her,”

Kuronue rolled his eyes, “Just fuck her already, stop prolonging the inevitable!”

Yoko traipsed over to his partner in crime, sinking onto the grass with a groan, “It's not that simple,”

“Oh, stop being such a drama lord,” the koumori quipped, “What's holding you back? You might get purified, but surely that's half the fun?”

Yoko sighed. “That's not what I meant. I mean, it's not that simple…this time, it's different…it's like I'm obsessed!”

Kuronue cackled, “Yoko Kurama, obsessed? You're a kitsune, you ass! You have an addictive personality! Remember the hime, the quest-class neko, and the ninja's twins?”

The bat bandit ticked each off with his fingers, “And those are just in the last few months! And every time, it was the same- you couldn't get them out of your head, at least, until they were out of your bed,”

“Hah! I can't help it if these females find me irresistible…”

“Or if they fall, quite literally, for you `charm',” the bat bandit added, “Speaking of which, what is the problem with this miko exactly? Does she not submit?”

Yoko closed his eyes at the memory, “Oh, she submitted alright…she fought it, though. But that's not the problem. If it was a simple matter of just bedding the vixen, I wouldn't be sitting here,”

“So what then?” Kuronue asked, perturbed, “What's got you in such a fox-funk?”

Amber eyes beseechingly met amethyst.

“Oh dear,” the bandit remarked, “This is a problem,”

 

 

The kitsune eyed the koumori warily.

“Surely you'll understand I'm not in the mood to ransack any ningen villages at the moment…”

The pair was currently slinking around a densely populated town, ten miles or so from the well. Yoko had no idea what his partner had in mind, but he knew he had never been let down by the bat bandit yet.

“Here,” Kuronue hissed, pulling Yoko around several twisting alleyways and backstreets. Vibrant paper lanterns lit up the streets; rats scuttled among the debris and children chanted as they played games in the cramped space. The kitsune wrinkled his nose. The smell of human filth and poverty was overpowering, and misery wept from the buildings around them.

The koumori pulled short outside an unremarkable dwelling, identical to those it was sandwiched between. Humans and youkai alike roamed these streets, and Yoko wondered where on earth they were.

It was only when Kuronue approached the doorway and a young ningen female bustled out, with her face layered in paint and her obi fastened at the front, that the kitsune clicked. The kanji printed on the door simply confirmed his thoughts;

The Sagiso,

Yoshiwara

“Kuronue,” Yoko asked, “Why have you brought me to a ningen whore house?”

“The best ningen whore house in Yoshiwara,” corrected Kuronue, “And why do you think? I bet you've not had a decent fuck since becoming infatuated with that miko,”

Yoko remained silent. He hadn't been laid once, in fact, since meeting Kagome. He had never thought of that until now.

“But we're youkai, in case you've forgotten!” the kitsune hissed as Kuronue slipped off his black slippers, “We can't just…”

He was immediately cut off by the numerous scents of the many youkai that were inside. He couldn't see them all, but by kami could he smell them. There were ningen men too, but it was the sheer ratio of youkai that stumped the kitsune from further protest.

“Told you it was the best, didn't I?” Kuronue smirked. At that moment, a woman in her mid thirties ushered them into a room, pouring them sake and asking if they had any special requests. The bat bandit waved her out, and said with a grin to Yoko,

“I would have asked for a miko, but I have a feeling they'll be fresh out,”

The kitsune rubbed temples with his fingers.

If Totosai saw me now, he would kill himself laughing…

Two young girls entered the room, bowing low to the ground. The two youkai inclined their heads in response.

They were pretty- they had to be, otherwise they wouldn't make a living- but Yoko wasn't bowled over. One had red, coppery hair that was poorly dyed, pinned and adorned with the usual trinkets. Her kimono was jade coloured, her obi buttercup yellow. She knelt in front of Kuronue, and poured more sake into his empty dish.

Yoko watched the girl with slight interest before his eyes settled on the female in front of him. At least her hair colour was natural, a midnight black colour, shiny due to the oil slicked over it. She had a few choice flowers in her hair, orchid mainly, as was the trademark of the place. Her kimono was powder blue, and her obi was white and navy striped.

“More sake, youkai-sama?” she asked, keeping her eyes down. Yoko wondered if she could lift them at all, what with the immensely thick make up she was wearing.

“Iya,” Yoko replied. He did not bode well with human intoxications.

Nodding docilely, the girl scuttled backwards, glancing only quickly up at the male she would be serving. Yoko saw her eyes were a watery grey, and he didn't know why he felt disappointed at this observation.

The other girl was blowing gently into a shakuhachi, and the bamboo flute's music filled the air with gentle notes. The dark haired girl drew closer to the flute, and began to sing.

Yoko slid his eyes over to Kuronue, desperately wanting the bat to be grining back at him, ready to shout, “It was all a joke!”
But the music played on, and Kuronue poured himself and Yoko more sake, clearly enjoying the entertaiment.

“Relax, kit,” he whispered, as the girls swapped roles, “You're more rigid than a that bamboo flute,”

Yoko immediately slumped, his tail wrapping around his legs. He wasn't sure how Kuronue thought this would make him forget Kagome. Make him lose his mind through boredom, perhaps?

 

The singing and playing seemed to relax the girls, and the atmosphere was less tense by the time the flute was clipped into its case. The sake had been flowing for some time now, and Yoko had consumed several cups just for something to do. He could feel the effects hit him hard and he laughed at something the red-head had said, only to forget the joke several seconds later. It was a good one, though. One about a miko, he was sure.

No, wait…that wasn't it…a kitsune joke? Hai…or…a ningen one?

Yoko blinked, and blinked again when he saw his future self in the room with him, gazing at him with a grin.

Why is he wearing a female kimono? Yoko frowned, trying to remember what Kagome had said about Kurama the night before…Green hair and red eyes…iya, red hair and green eyes!

Kurama was now next to him, rubbing a finger down his cheek, kissing his neck and tugging at his garments.

Kagome never told me my future self is a girl! Yoko panicked, trying to grab hold of the avatar's hands, but he was distracted by her eyes.

Her kimono is green, but her eyes are brown…

Throughly confused now, Yoko simply blinked as scorching lips blazed a trail down his collarbone. He heard a moan, and tilted his head to the side.

When did I lie down?

Kagome lay next to him, her eyes closed and her mouth open as Kuronue ran his fingers through her hair, his own ebony hair splling from its binding.

“Kuronue…” Yoko gasped- someone was tugging the remains of his clothes off- “Kuronue, Kagome is mine! Get your hands off her!”

The bat bandit looked at his amber eyed partner, who was dripping in sweat, the red-haired girl stripping him from the rest of his clothing.

“Alright,” Kuronue knelt back, pushing the raven head to Yoko, “You take `Kagome',”

Yoko watched happily as Kagome clamboured on top of him, her obi undone and discarded, her kimono slipping from her shoulders. “But Kuronue, that's my future self, so don't do anything to him,”

The bat bandit blinked at the kitsune, who was looking at him was narrow eyes.

“Eto….alright, Yoko. We'll just go over here and have some more sake, alright?”

To the red-haired girl, Kuronue whispered, “Just play along!”

She was a little disappionted at not being able to sleep with the silver god, but happy with her lot none the less. Girls like her couldn't complain when they got a looker- most youkai who came here were plain creeps.

“Hai, sake. That's fine…”

Delirious at this point, Yoko turned on his back and propped himself unsteadily on his elbows to gaze down at Kagome. He couldn't see her face, just her ink black hair spilling everywhere. She kissed her way down his chest, stopping when she reached the silver fur lining his navel and below. Yoko could feel Kagome's hot breath on his skin, and he was burning with need, white hot fire coursing through his veins.

“Kagome,” Yoko asked, “How did you get here?”

The girl paused, her fingers gripping the kitsune's thighs. She didn't know why he thought her name was Kagome, but he was gorgeous, and very far gone.

“I was sold,” she said timidly, “My parents have four other children, so they will manage,”

“Sold!” cried Yoko, staring open-mouthed at the girl, “Nani?”

Surprised at his shocked tone, the girl glanced up. Yoko immediately flinched back, taking in her grey eyes with a swallow.

“KURONUE!” he howled, “This isn't Kagome!”

The kitsune glanced over to the other two when he got no reply, and yelped,

“Oi! What are you doing to my future self?!”

The koumori looked up from his sleeping mat, dazed, completely naked and straddling the red haired female. Her head lay on his shoulder, a visible bite mark on her own porcelain skin. Kuronue licked his bloodied fangs, and squinted his eyes at the kitsune.

“Does it matter, Yoko? Just pretend it's her!”

The kitsune blinked, shocked, from the koumori to the female pinching his thighs.

“Onegai,” she begged, fluttering her lashes, “I may not be Kagome, but I am very skilled, and it would honour me to please you!”

When she took him completely into her mouth without warning, the kitsune growled ferociously, jutting his hips up off the sleeping mats.

Yoko struggled to get up, his claws sinking into the straw mats and making him stuck. The girl was mechanically taking him into and out of her mouth, and while it made him numb, he didn't feel in any way pleasured.

“Kami…stop…” Yoko clenched his thighs, the fog of his drunkness ebbing away, “Unless you want me to come in your mouth…”

The girl simply sucked harder, and Yoko yowled, delievering the goods as promised. It was ironic that he was being served by a whore and he felt the used one.

“How do you want me?” the ningen female asked, after wiping her mouth, “The usual way?”

She got down on her hands and knees, beckoning to Yoko as if he were a child. The kitsune bristled. He had been led by the balls ever since arriving in this place. He was sweaty, intoxicated and now pissed off.

“Don't treat me like some kit,” he hissed, grabbing her hips before ploughing into her from behind. The female screamed, and Yoko became more agitated, thursting harder and faster to the point his mind was a blur and he didn't care if he had to pull the ningen's corpse off his body when he was through.

Kuronue, having fed both his needs, watched the fire burn in the kitsune's molten eyes and grinned.

“Mission accomplised,” he whispered to the bleeding girl on his shoulder.

 

 

It was another restless night for Yoko. He was filled with a rage that he couldn't unleash, and he returned to his den for a comfort that it didn't provide.

He paced around the atrium, occasionally stopping to glare at a hanging or painting. Then he would begin pacing again. It was really a never ending cycle.

Kuronue-no-baka! How on earth did he think that would help me?

The kitsune had confronted the koumori once they had paid up and left- the bat paid- and he had gave his simple reason.

“Look, Yoko,” he had pointed out, “You just had one of the crappiest lays in your life. And you know why? Because she was human. She was experienced, but human none the less. I'm guessing this miko is a virgin- therefore, human and not experienced. You understand? You are not missing anything! So buck up and find some pretty youkai to fantasize over. At least our females can match your stamina!”

The kitsune sighed in his cave, slumping onto his furs. Hai, Kagome was human. Hai, she was unexperienced. But, that was one thing Yoko loved about Kagome. It set her apart. She was pure, innocent, but willing to give. Terribly unloved, as he had been all his life. They were two souls of a similar state. It wasn't about the sex. It never had been.

Well, perhaps the very first time we met. But even then I realised she was special.

Even then the kitsune realised he was attracted to her personailty as much as her body.

“At least our females can match your stamina!”- that was what Kuronue has said. Yoko rolled onto his back, remembering with disgust how the ningen female had collasped on her hands and knees, begging for him to stop. It had reminded him so powerfully of Kagome's demand that night, that he had got up and left. Then returned, for his clothes.

All his life, all the females that had pleasured him, all the ones he had seduced, for those few seconds of sheer bliss- what was the point? Yoko had never wanted to settle down; never thought before of accquiring a mate. Why would he want to be commited? Why would he want to be tied down, having to keep to one lover?

Now, Yoko couldn't see the point in sleeping with strangers. His whole view on `making love' had been turned on his head.

“Neh, kaa-san,” the kitsune whispered, stroking the fur, “What has she done to me?”

 

 

Woo…long chappy or what! And no horrible cliffy this time- I've taken pity on you guys (kinda!)

Okies, so I few things to discuss with y'all…

Concering Kagome and her mood-swing-ness with Yoko at the beginning. No, she is not OOC. Turn your mind back to the ep (anime or manga) when Inuyasha asked the miko what had `really' happened with Kouga. She went from trying to please him to all out screaming! (That's my girl!) This is just one example of many.

No, Kikyo did not tell Inuyasha about what she saw. Yoko was right. But don't worry, this won't hang over Kagome forever!

Hai, I do know who Kagome is going to be paired with. But, this does not mean I'm going to make it obvious to you! You can ask and ask, beg, threaten, even turn up to my door with Darren Hayes in a cage, and I still won't tell. (Well..maybe if you had Darren!!) Theres still a looooong way to go with this fic! I'm talking, like, 40 chapters, probally more thanks to my ever fickle muse!

Hai, this is a rather Yoko-centric chappy. And hai, Yoko is rather harsh in the last bitty of this chapter. He does have a dark side (no, I will not sing for you…). But next few chappies will be Kurama-centric, so no worries!

Hai, I thought the engagment party would be this chappy. Turns out, I was wrong! Gomen!

 

 

For those who don't know Kuronue: We meet him in Poltergeist Report,(YYH movie) introduced to us as Yoko's old friend and partner in crime. Kuronue is a bat (koumori) youkai, was Yoko's right hand man and went with Yoko on many of his thieving expeditions. However, on one of these expeditions, Kuronue was caught in a trap, when he attempted to recover a pendant that was precious to him. He then ordered Yoko to flee, before he too was killed. {Taken and edited from Wiki}

 

And, as always, arigato for the tremendous support you've all given me! It's all for you, minna-san!

MediaMiner.org:

Devilangel620: Hehe, quite right. Yay twincest! Arigato for the review!

HentaiVixen: I would never stop…but real life has that annoying habbit of kicking in!

Madmiko: I meant to mention on my review, but completely forgot! I wrote this chappy before reading your chappy, and was frightened by the similarity of Yoko's treament of a certain female in the bedroom vs Yemon's! Maybe I' m reading too much into it, but I found it freaky! Hehe.

The others are mainly on Kagome's side in the way of things, but who knows! Maybe certain people might let slip a comment! (cough, Miroku, Shippo, cough!) Ahh, what were Kikyo and Inuyasha talking about! Will be revealled next chappy!

True, it would be easier if Kagome simply went out with Kurama…but theres also the little problem of his fan girls, Hojo and Kagome's own friends! (Poor girl!)

Everyone's looking forward to the party chappies (including me!)…I just hope I don't disappoint!

Kitsuneangel88: Lol, mainly cos I'm a sucker for cliffies! Ah, we'll see Kurama next chappy!

Purplebabe: Hope it was worth the wait!

Astrid44: Arigato!

Kagome093: Nope! Her own free will (mad, eh! Lol)

LmKiTsUnE: Hehe, I've never had my brain glomped! Ooh, I never thought about doing the wedding…that would be good, neh?

Youkilver: Arigato for your dedication! Hope you liked this long chappy!

Vyncent: Arigato!

Aknkkskd: Lol, indeed!

Knjj72: True, but she's a very mixed up miko!

Nyachan: Hehe, he was indeed.

XxhellzgurlxX: No problem! Nice to have you back! Yup Hentai Bets is fab!

HeartStar: Hehe yup, I didn't forget…poor Yoko!

Kates890: Arigato. They are indeed!!

x-kagome-x: Yup, I'm blessed with wonderful reviewers. Arigato for your lovely review! Don't worry, its always rainy in Scotland, so no fear about being out in the sun! Lol!

FanFiction.net:

All Alone in the Rain: Oh! What a lovely review! The third time? Wow. Lol, there is no akward silence my friend! I can tell you I firmly know who Kagome will end up with…and I'll scream it from my rooftop, but you guys won't hear! (gomen!) I feel like I've replied to this review before, so gomen if I have…(maybe I did in my head??) I'm glad this is one of your favs. I'm striving to create a great fic that will be remembered! I know, I know…suspense sucks, but it works! Arigato again, I hope you liked this chappy!

Kagome8888: Arigato! I hope you enjoyed!

DeathNoteMaker: Hope it was soon enough!

Chibes: Ah, but he might next chappy! Aw, I know you hate my cliffies, but I love them…gomen!

Wings of Tears: Arigato! Hope you liked this chappy as much!

Kagome-Is-Kool: Hehe, we can all be jealous of her for that! Arigato!

Phoenixiafyre: Hope the studying goes ok! It's a pain, but it pays off! Oh, don't worry, it won't be the last chapter…but it won't be too soon either! Gomen!

Crystal lilith: Well, I love surprising y'all! Ah, we'll see about Kurama next chappy!

Dark Inu Fan: I actually had the same thought when writing that chappy, so tried it myself with the necklace I was wearing. Where as it wasn't cold, it was colder than my body temp, so when it dragged across my skin, it felt colder!

Asuka-Angel-21: I'm so sorry! But I can't, it wold simply ruin the plot!

S.T.Nickolian: Hehe. Yoko was no doubt thinking along those lines! Poor kitsune, I've put him through so much!

Roadkill2580: Really? Arigato! I love writing Yoko, he is one fab fox to portray. I'm glad he's coming across the way I want him too…and Kagome! Gomen for the cliffhangers, but you know me by now!

Demonic-goddess666: I hope it was awesome too!

Fire-lily-fox: Aw, well prepare for more!

xiDOREyoux: Very kawaii, neh? Ooh, can't tell the pairing!

Obsidian Tigress: Oh no no. Kagome trusts him a little more now!

X Kagome Minamino X: what a fab pen name. I'm jealous!! Lol. My lips are sealed, pairing wise!

Sapphy-chan: Aww, arigato! It is officially the sexiest pairing, neh?

InuFanJinx: I feel very bad…I've put the kitsune through so much! Hehe.

IchikoKitsuneKoumori: As we saw….

Chibi moon baby: Hehe, it is verry hot!

Leeks n' Beets: Aww, arigato!

Ancient-relic: Arigato! Glad you thought so!

Lindsay-chan: Lol, its amazing how many people want him tourtured!

WackyWisher: Me too, best pairing I think!

Misslover: I aim to please…

Imaginative Love:

Swasdiva: dedicating this chapter to you was the least I could do! Words cannot express how much your review meant to me! I love all my reviews equally, and I have been blessed with many good reviews, but yours was so intimate and beautiful that I was truly taken aback. I can only thank you from the bottom of my heart, and hope I don't disappoint you!