InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Not the Only One ❯ Dark Side ( Chapter 29 )

I do not own Inuyasha, or Yu Yu Hakusho. However, I own a number of items designed with roses, and it really keeping me out of pocket!

 

Wow...so, anyone else a little disappointed with the latest Inuyasha chapter? Not even one little kiss! But, the good thing is, there'll be a horde of new fan fiction, surrounding the events that passed between the missing three years.

 

So I kinda had a special reason to wait to today to update- two years ago, Not the Only One was first posted! Happy Birthday! Also, tomorrow I go to Japan! Yeah baby!!

If you're reading this, it means you have waited three long (yet quick) months for this update. For that, I am eternally grateful to you.

I've got a lot to share, so feel free to read the chapter below then return to my author's note.

Otherwise, read on!

I hope everyone is having a good summer! My exams finished on the 29th of May, but today is the first day of real rest I've had! My exams were pretty much a trainwreck, but I've put them to the back of my mind, and I won't bore you with the details!

Currently, I'm counting on flower power to write this chapter! 3 months is a longgggg time not to update in, and I've been close to cracking! What with a certain kitsune never leaving my thoughts, I had to write some of this chapter a few weeks ago. Though I was wrung with exam nerves at the time, so it doesn't flow at all, so I'm planning to start over.

Anyway, by flower power, I mean I'm wearing my new pink zipper with printed with roses, and my silver satin prom shoes, with a silver rose on each. (They're pretty high, but my dress is long, so I'm wearing them just now to get used to them. They are really comfy though!)

I think I'll put on my silver rose pendant before I begin!

Enjoy, and thanks for waiting so long!

 

And finally...this chapter is dedicated to Daniel-kun, for the longest, deepest and most honest review of this fic. It brought tears to my eyes, not an easy feat!

 

Know the lingo!:

Kami: God

Tatami: Straw sleeping mats

Cheongsam: Traditional Chinese dress

Ningen: human

Gomen nasai- forgive me

 

Chapter 29

Dark Side

 

 

Kagome had long dreamt of this moment. When Inuyasha would see her, instead of Kikyo. Ever since the day Kagome had witnessed the dead miko press her lips against the hanyou's, the time traveller had burned to touch him the same way.

There had been so many times she thought it would happen. The intense look in his eye, the clawed fingers gripping her arms, the fresh forest scent clinging to their clothes. But he always broke away. And each time, he chipped another piece from her heart.

She didn't have the confidence to make the first move. She couldn't face the rejection.

 

 

At first, Kagome thought this was a dream, a continuation with the unknown silver haired male who had ravished her body. But you couldn't taste in dreams. You couldn't smell.

The miko clung to the familiar, worn robe of the rat, rough under her fingertips. The hanyou had began hesitant- he had none of the skill or fluidity of the kitsune or avatar.

Why? Why is he here? Why is he doing this?

It only lasted a few seconds, but it felt like eternity. The miko was the one to break the kiss, and it was only as she pulled back and saw the same shock she felt reflected in Inuyasha's face that she what they had done. She also realised her dressing robe was loose around her.

Kagome pulled the garment together hastily, wiping her wet cheek with the back of her hand.

“Why are you crying?” Inuyasha asked, softly. Even though he asked it, there was vivid pain pooled in his eyes.

“Why?” The miko echoed in a whisper, touching her lips. “Why are you here? Why did you do...that?”

The hanyou's face heated, and he turned away. “Didn't you like it?”

It was Kagome's turn to blush. Her stomach was twisted, and her hands were so tightly fisted in her dressing robe her joints ached.

Did I enjoy it?

For the the miko, there had been no time to enjoy it. There were so many questions in her head it made her dizzy. The kiss wasn't the way she had imagined her and Inuyasha's first kiss to be like. There was no fireworks, no declarations of love. Just the silent, harsh reality that this had only complicated things more.

 

 

There was an awkward tension in the air the next day. Sango and Miroku knew better than to ask, and even little Shippo kept his mouth shut- especially after the reaction on Kagome's face when he mentioned that Yoko was away for a few days, attending to business. The kitsune's name had brought turmoil to Kagome's face, and her eyes were practically onyx with emotion. But the news made miko feel overwhelmingly grateful, and thanked the Kami that she didn't have to deal with the silver bandit today. All thoughts of Yoko and Kurama she buried down deep. There wasn't enough room in her head for thoughts of them just now.

 

 

They were shard hunting again.

But Kagome felt anything but normal.

The miko occasionally nipped herself as they trudged on from one similar village to the next, not even noticing the villagers who gossiped about their strange group, or the length of her skirt.

Kagome replayed the scene of the night before over and over in her head, but she got no relief or satisfaction from it. Understanding also failed her. All she could confirm was that Inuyasha's kiss was real, and he had interrupted her during a pretty racy dream. The hanyou hadn't spoken a word to her since she had returned to the past. Sango had quietly enquired if the pair had made up from their argument. Kagome dimly remembered a shouting match that had involved Kikyo, but in the bright morning light, it seemed unimportant. Everything was irrelevant, because Inuyasha had kissed her.

Well, almost everything.

“Shikon shard ahead!” the miko suddenly burst out, jerking the group from their own musings, “No...make that two!

“Alright!” Inuyasha flashed his teeth in the first real grin Kagome had seen in a long while.

 

 

The recovery of the two shards from a particularity fierce bull youkai evoked a certain normality and merriment among the group. Blood splattered and exhausted, the journey home couldn't be quick enough. It was Kagome and Sango's turn to bathe first, and they did so quickly, knowing the men were covered in the most of the guts and gore. Shippo crashed out with Kirara in the corner, and Kaede hummed as she set the little stove boiling with rice.

“So,” Sango asked inquisitively, as soon as Inuyasha and Miroku had left, “What on earth happened between you and Inuyasha last night? You've been avoiding eye contact all day!”

Kagome winced, shuffling on the floor. Her eyes dropped down to some straw sticking out the tatami mat, and her fingers traced the stray ends.

Sango waited patiently, unloosening her hair from its ribbon and shrugging on her everyday kimono. It wasn't until she was sat cross legged next to Kagome the miko readied herself to reveal all.

“Kagome-sama?” A small voice piped up from outside the hut, interrupting Kagome before she could even speak. The miko jumped at her name, then rose quickly, glad for the distraction. She knew Sango's eyebrows would be forming a frown, and heard the sigh of impatience burst from her lips.

“Junko-chan!” Kagome drew back the bamboo curtain with the back of her hand, startled to see the young girl smiling up at her. Junko looked a lot better since the last time Kagome has seen her. Her face had a little blush of colouring, and her hair was neatly pinned back from her face. There were also no bandits around, which was a plus.

“Kagome-sama,” Junko bowed low, before holding out a long, wrapped package covered in a cotton sack. “This is a present, as thanks for saving me,”

“Junko!” The miko shook her head, “There's no need! I was only doing what anyone else would have done!”

It was Junko's turn to disagree, which she did powerfully, thrusting the package into Kagome's arms as tears welled in her eyes.

“Perhaps, Kagome-sama, but I've never been so scared in all my life! If you hadn't been there...” Junko shuddered, before bowing once more. “I also wanted to say farewell. My betrothed is coming for me tomorrow, and I'm returning with him to the mainland.”

“Oh.” Kagome forced a smile, “I hope you'll be very happy together! And thank you so much for the present.”

Junko beamed, before bowing once more and darting off.

“Safe journey!” Kagome called after her, clutching the unknown gift in her arms. It was soft and thin, and it felt like some sort of clothing.

“What was that all about?” Sango asked, as Kagome re-entered the hut, resuming her place on the floor with the flat cloth sack on her lap.

“I heard little Junko was moving to the mainland,” Kaede remarked, adding chopped onions and ginger to the rice. The fragrance filled the hut, and Shippo's stomach growled in his sleep. “I pity the child, it can be dangerous journey.”

“Hmm...” Kagome was going to ask how easy it was to travel to China these days, but the present stirred her curiosity more. Sango read her mind, picking up a small vegetable knife and slitting the cloth sack open carefully. The brown wrapping fell away to reveal a mass of material.

“Wow...” Kagome carefully stood up, shaking out the silk. It was a midnight black brocade, decorated with silver plum blossoms and dragons. It was simply cut, with no sleeves and a mandarin collar.

“It's beautiful!” Kagome gasped, her current troubles forgotten. “It's just like the dresses I used to admire back home with my friends in Chinatown!”

“It's expensive, too!” Sango remarked, feeling the quality of the silk between her finger and thumb, “How could she afford to give this to you?”

“There's a note,” Kaede murmured, slowly leaning down and picking up a sheaf of parchment that had been tucked in the folds of silk. Kagome took it quickly, scanning the perfectly printed calligraphy. She sighed, passing it to Sango, “I can't make sense of it!”

The taijya laughed, “What do they teach you at school?” before she read out the letter.

“Kagome-sama,

Please accept this cheongsam with my humblest thanks. I began this dress a year ago as a present for the mother of my betrothed, but unfortunately she passed away. Hopefully the alterations I made mean it will fit you. I hope it is to your taste!”

“Well, that's not so bad,” Sango remarked, crumpling up the note, “It would have been too extravagant if she'd made it just for that time you saved her.”

“Still, it's too much,” Kagome sighed, fingering the dress lovingly, “I'll have to return it!”

Kaede hummed again. “That may offend her, Kagome. Why not try it on, and take her something as thanks? I'm sure she'd appreciate it more. I think little Junko would be embarrassed if you returned it.”

“You're right!” Kagome blushed, hitting her palm off her forehead, “I don't want to hurt her feelings!” The miko frowned, before jumping on her yellow backpack that lay in the corner.

“What are you looking for?” Sango asked, as items cluttered around the floor.

“Ano...got it!” The miko laughed joyfully, before producing a small glass bottle. “I just got this the other day!”

“A potion?” Sango and Kaede asked interestedly.

“No, perfume!”

“Wait, Kagome!” Sango grabbed the miko's arm, “Try on the dress first! I'm sure Junko would be delighted to see you wear it!”

“Oh, right...”

 

“It's gorgeous on you, Kagome-chan!” Sango laughed delightedly. “A perfect fit!”

The miko giggled, twirling around in the cheongsam. It did fit pretty well, considering it was made for someone else. A little tight around the bust and butt, perhaps, but Sango reassured Kagome it suited her well.

“I think I'll go show Junko how well it fits!” Kagome beamed.

“Wait, let me put your hair up!” Sango said, rooting in the miko's backpack for the pins she knew were kept there, “It'll suit you much better!”

So Kagome allowed Sango to put her hair up into a tight bun, with a wispy few strands falling into her face.

 

 

But Junko wasn't home. Kagome was pretty disappointed, but her mother flattered the miko gracefully, tears welling in her eyes. “Try the forest, miko-sama! She said she wanted some mushrooms for her supper!”

I hope she took a knife this time...Kagome thought to herself, picking her way through the forest, calling out for Junko every few steps. I should have brought a knife myself...

Kagome found the chain under the high collar, removing the rose pendant from her neck and slipping it in the inner pocket of the dress. Just in case Yoko is back....I'm not up to facing him just now...

Though I'm sure if he scents me, he'll come find me...

The miko felt nervousness develop in her stomach, though it was nothing to with how thick she was into the forest. “Junko? Junko, can you hear me?”

Oh, I hope nothing has happened to her!

Kagome called out a few more times, before she decided to turn back. At that moment, a hand went around her throat, and a raspy voice chuckled, “Now what do we have here?”

The miko gasped in surprise, dropping the perfume bottle. There was a delicate tinkle as the heart shaped bottle smashed in fragments at her feet. The sickly sweet odour wafted upwards. Then the hand squeezed tight, and everything went black.

 

 

Kagome woke up disoriented and bruised. Her throat really hurt, and she opened her eyes with a start.

Trees spiralled above her, their branches interlocking like the old fingers of a witch. It was now night, though the sky was barely visible through the more tightly knotted branches. This was not Inuyasha forest.

“This one's came to!” an unknown voice spoke from behind her.

The miko shot up, her eyes half closing with the pain in her hips. A sack was around her ankles and she kicked it off. So that explained it. She had been dragged to this place.

“Oi, you better get back on the ground, hussy!” Spoke the raspy voice of the man that had brought her here. But as Kagome turned to set eyes on the speaker, she registered the youki with growing trepidation. These were not men. They were youkai. But Kagome's gaze was drawn away from them, to the huddled figures crouched on the ground to her left. Muted sobbing came from the group, and their frames were shaking. Kagome approached them closer, making out frightened female faces. There was about seven of them, the youngest being no more than twelve years old. Some covered their face with long sleeves, others unable to tear their gaze away from the fearsome youkai.

“What's going on her?” Kagome spoke softly, turning to the two youkai, her captor and his accomplice. They were tall and broad, with stupid looking faces. But as the miko swept over their muscled bodies, it was clear what they lacked in brains they made up for in brawn. Green skinned, they wore flimsy white outfits, hardly fitting for their bulk.

“It's quite simple, ningen!” barked the taller of the two. “We've stolen you, we sell you as slaves, we make profit. Want me to repeat any of that?”

Kagome narrowed her eyes as the group of girls let out a wail or two. The youngest girl began to weep openly, while the others tried to comfort her, darting terrified glances at the youkai and Kagome.

The miko wished, not for the first time, that she had some damned arrows with her. She was in too calm a state to fire any miko energy from her hands. These two youkai didn't even make her break a sweat, but she was concerned for the young girls.

“Boss!” the smaller youkai perked up, “You're here! We've got the ningen!”

“Good.”

Kagome froze. I know that voice.

No!

It...can't be...

 

There was one girl separate from the others, standing defiantly across from Genku and Rako, members of his band. For some reason she was dressed in Chinese clothing, black with silver design, and her hair was pinned to the back of her head. There was a overpowering sweet aroma surrounding her, strangely originating from her feet and legs. The bandit scrunched up his nose in disgust at the falseness that ningen women so favoured.

Then the wind changed, blowing the girl's real smell southward.

The kitsune swallowed. He knew that lily scent anywhere.

Why couldn't I sense her?

Time seemed to slow as Kagome turned to meet his eyes. The recognition, the shock, the hurt and eventually the anger played in a kaleidoscope of colours in her eyes.

“Boss? You okay, boss?”

The kitsune felt a drop of sweat collect under his silver fringe. He wiped it away with the heel of his palm, before regaining composure.

“Of course I'm not, you fools! Do you not realise who you have captured? Are you blind, or simply dumb?”

Yoko strode over to Kagome's side, not looking her in the eyes but glaring at Genku and Rako. “She is a miko, you baka! What youkai is going to want her in his bed? A masochist?”

“A miko? You sure, boss?” Rako asked, “She's not tried to purify us or anything...”

“No...but Kami help me, I will now!” Kagome screamed, purple power sparking from her palms. She lunged at Yoko with a hiss like a cat, but he caught her by her wrists and swiftly threw her over his shoulders.

“Watch them,” Yoko indicated to the remaining women, as he strode into the forest with the literally fuming miko.

 

 

“You...you...you absolute bastard!” Kagome cried, no longer able to keep the tears from gushing forth. “I thought you were different! All this time...they are daughters! They have families, you total monster!”

Yoko silently bore the kicks and hits until they were far away enough from the youkai. He knew their hearing wouldn't allow them to listen to the conversation from here.

“It's nice to see you too, Kagome,”

The miko glowered in his grasp, her tears blurring the world.

“I've never hidden the fact I am a youkai from you, have I? Or a kitsune? Or a bandit? I've never lied to you, Kagome.”

Yoko set the miko down, and she clenched her fists at her sides, gritting her teeth. She seemed to ignore what the kitsune had just said. “How could you? I can't even look at you!” Kagome clutched her chest, her heart throbbing too painfully. How much more could she bare? Why is this happening to me?

“You disgust me!” The miko screamed, her vocal chords cracking with the emotion in her voice.

The kitsune stood still, the only reaction being the slight flick of his ears as they flattened at the sudden noise.

“I can see apologising isn't going to get me anywhere. But Kagome, you kill my kind every day. It is your birthright as a miko. As a bandit, I need to make money...” Kagome had her eyes squeezed closed, her head bowed. Her entire body was shaking. Yoko thought she wasn't listening, and he began to panic how quickly things were getting out of control... “The sex trade is booming in this area. Of course my men want to-”

“Shut up!” Kagome cried, finally raising her head, her eyes livid and full of lightening, “Just SHUT UP!”

 

The slap echoed through the forest.

Genku whistled. “That'll shut her up.”

 

Kagome was breathing hard, her hand still raised in the air. Yoko's face was tilted to the side, a pink print on his cheek. He paused, before meeting her eyes slowly. “I deserved that. But Kagome...”

“Enough.”

The miko walked away, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand. Yoko stood still, unsure of how the handle the situation. Fingers touched his burning cheek. He had never been slapped before.

 

“Untie those girls this instant. We're leaving.”

Seven pairs of female eyes stared at Kagome in awe. Yoko's bandits frowned, looking at each other.

“No? Fine, I'll do it!”

Kagome crouched down, unbinding the youngest girl's hands first. The girl's eyes were bloodshot from crying, and she whispered a thank you. Kagome's hands were shaking so hard it was a nightmare to unravel the rope.

“Oi, stop right now! Where's the boss?”

“You don't think she's purified him?”

Kagome continued regardless, and the freed girls helped in turn, until all of the human females were unbound and standing around the miko as if she was a goddess.

“Oi! If you're taking them, you better be paying for them!” Rako grunted, “It was hurt work getting them here, you know!”

“I've got nothing to pay you with.” Kagome remarked coldly. “Now move, you're blocking my way.”

“That dress looks mighty expensive!” Genku smirked, licking his lips. Rako laughed cruelly, and the girls cowered behind Kagome, watching the miko expectantly.

Kagome didn't even blink.

“Oh wait, I do have something...” the miko reached into her pocket, drawing out a silver chain. “Here. This should cover the cost.” Kagome tossed it to the youkai, who caught it in his meaty fist.

“Huh?” Rako peering into his team mate's palm, “A necklace?”

“A silver kitsune rose pendant. Very rare,” Kagome corrected him, holding the youngest girl's hand as she began to walk. “Ask your boss. He'll tell you”.

 

 

Kagome was numb. There was no other word for it. Her mind had gone into hyper drive. Her brain had turned into her very own dodgems ride, and her thoughts bumped against each other, confused and with no where to go.

The miko froze her thoughts, but her heart was melting. She actually felt the blood in her veins as the adrenaline pumped around her body. The little girl's hand clutched hers, damp with sweat, but Kagome's hand was cold and dry. So lost in her battle with her body, the miko had forgotten the gaggle of girls surrounding her. They followed her silently, until Kagome suddenly stopped, aware of their presence. She managed a smile, but it didn't meet her eyes.

“You're all safe now. What direction is your village?”

The tallest girl spoke, and Kagome assumed she was the eldest. All the girls were pretty, (as they had to be for the trade the were nearly sold into), but this girl was by far the most beautiful. Her brown eyes were large and serene. She was the only one who seemed composed. Her hair was like Junko's, tied in an bun, but it was elaborate and decorated with wild flowers.

“We continue straight ahead, miko-sama...” the girl hesitated, her voice soft and above a whisper. “My name is Suki....may I thank you on behalf of all of us for our rescue...”

Kagome waved her hand, wondering why she suddenly had a knack for saving people. “No problem. Let's get outta here.”

 

 

When they emerged from the unfamiliar forest, Kagome panicked. She had no idea were she was. The village- or town, rather- was large and sprawling for many miles. It was filled with low, well built huts, tearooms and shops. “What is this place?”

The little girl holding Kagome's hand piped up, “Welcome to Yoshiwara, miko-sama.”

The miko squeezed the girl's hand in thanks, wondering where she had heard the name before. She certainly didn't recognise the town.

“How far are we from Edo?” Kagome asked. The little girl looked blank, but Suki gracefully filled in. “Edo is a two day journey away.”

The miko cursed under her breath. Damn youkai and their stupid speed...they probably got me here in about two hours!

Inuyasha will take a while to find me, because my scent won't be on the ground, if I was in a sack...'Kuso!

“Won't you eat with us, miko-sama?” Suki asked, her hand lightly touching Kagome's elbow. “It's the least we can do...”

“Sure, thanks...” The last thing Kagome wanted to do was eat, but she didn't know anything better to occupy her time with.

 

 

The other girls flocked to their homes, returning to Suki's small hut with food from their grateful mothers. There was quite the party at Suki's humble home, and Kagome wanted nothing more than to run away and cry in a corner. Husbands, sisters, brothers, mothers, fathers and cousins all thanked her repeatedly, crying and bowing, pressing food and drink upon her. Suki watched the miko carefully, wondering why the girl seemed so out of place, even without her Chinese clothing.

It seemed as if the whole town of Yoshiwara was celebrating the return of their lost daughters. Everyone was merry- everyone, of course, save the rescuer, the cause of the celebration.

“Miko-sama...” Suki's quiet voice was almost invisible among the singing, laughing and shouting in and outside the hut. Kagome blinked, realising she had been staring into space while more visitors placed offerings of food in front of her, not noticing that every tray of food in front of the miko was untouched.

“Suki...san,” Kagome forced a smile. She seemed to be doing that a lot today.

“You seem weary, miko-sama...there is a stream not far from here, known for its reviving qualities...”

 

 

“Arigato for the arrows. I doubt I'll be attacked again, but it's better to be safe, neh?”

Suki nodded, guiding Kagome carefully away from the hub of the town. While they walked, the young woman filled Kagome in on the magical stream.

“Legend has it that 100 years ago, a powerful miko fought a great battle on the grounds of the stream. Youkai had tried to catch her unaware while she was bathing, but the mighty miko managed to fight them off without even leaving the water.”

Kagome listened quietly. Suki had a peaceful voice, soothing almost.

“Afterwards, villagers who suffered from anxiety or worries found that the calming aura of the stream revived their spirits, and it is believed the spring, and the grounds around it, are blessed, as no youkai has entered the area since. It is known as Midoriko's rest.”

Kagome blinked at the name, her hand automatically touching her chest, feeling the tama under the smooth silk. A smile played about her lips.

They came to a set of steps, and walked carefully down the smooth stones, descending into deeper darkness. Kagome felt a pureness about the area as soon as she stepped into the grove of greenery, and noted there were many charms and holy emblems decorating the bark of the trees surrounding the area. The wind stirred a set of chimes, a clean and high sound tinkling in the air.

“I'll leave you here, miko-sama”. Suki smiled, “The stream is straight ahead. You will be safe here, and I will return in one hour.”

“Arigato, Suki-san”. Kagome returned the girl's bow, before heading forward towards the water. She couldn't see it, but she could hear it, the soft and tranquil babble. The miko's fingers drummed on the wood of her bow in her right hand. The place had an eerie ambience, created by the utter silence, save the gurgle of the stream in the distance. Crickets chirped steadily in the background, and tea lights dotted around stumps of dead trees, lighting the way ahead.

Finally alone, the intensity of what had progressed between herself and the silver kitsune clawed at Kagome from the inside. Her eyes felt wet, and with no one around, Kagome let them spill over. Her silk dress was sticking to her with the humidity, and she couldn't wait to take it off. Her head felt heavy from the weight of her hair.

There was an interruption in the cricket's song. It stopped for a heartbeat, then struck up once more. But Kagome froze, her melted heart now frenziedly beating in her chest. The back of her neck was exposed due to her hairstyle, and the skin there prickled.

The miko started to run, her quiver bouncing of her back. No youkai my ass, she thought, as she plunged ahead, the grass springy and soggy beneath her feet.

 

She knew he had her when the ground suddenly disappeared. Her bow bounced away, her arrows spilling on the ground. There was a velvet shhh as the silk dress skidded along the earth, and Kagome squealed, unable to manage a scream. She and another figure tumbled together in a flurry of limbs, until finally the male pinned her to the ground, stopping their scrambling.

“Hush, you silly girl.” Silver hair fell onto her face, trapped in her lashes. Kagome opened her eyes, though knowing it was him already from the threatening pulse of youki. All she could see was a blur of silver, before soft lips pressed against hers. The miko tried to break free from the kiss, but elegant fingers trapped her wrists on the ground, and a heavy weight fastened her body to the ground.

“Yoko!” Kagome's angry protest was swallowed by the hungry kitsune, whose tongue tried to coax her own into play. Furious tears leaked down the miko's cheeks as one hand was released, only for her breast to be captured in its place. Eventually, Yoko gave in, sitting back with a smirk on his face. “That would be twice you've resisted me. I'm impressed.”

“Get off me!” Kagome spat, twisting unsuccessfully underneath the kitsune.

“May I say how...wonderfully captivating you are, when you're angry...” Yoko grinned, leaning his glimmering golden eyes closer to Kagome's creased forehead. “It was hard not to take you there and then, when you hit me...”

The kitsune let out a sharp laugh at the increased efforts of Kagome to hit him again- purple sparks spat dangerously from her fingers.

“Now, Kagome, let's not be hasty...” Yoko licked the tears from Kagome's cheeks, marvelling how warm her face was when she was angry, “I really do apologise, you know I do. I won't get off you until you forgive me...”

“We'll be here for a long time, then!” came the miko's quick answer.

The kitsune sighed piteously, his golden eyes locked on Kagome's face. “You are so troublesome, miko-sama. Not only did you embarrass me in front of my band members, but you wounded me by returning the necklace I had made especially for you!”

Yoko fished the chain out of his silver tunic. Even with her arms free, Kagome couldn't move, because Yoko was literally sitting on her, though his knees took most of his weight.

“Why on earth weren't you wearing it when you were captured? I could have ensured your safety much more quickly if I had know you had returned to this time.”

Kagome flushed, remembering the precise reason- that she didn't want to deal with the kitsune while she had so many issues with a certain hanyou. Yoko wasn't blind to her blush, and his eyebrows quirked at her reaction.

“Has something happened?” the bandit asked, cupping Kagome's cheek with his hand. His fingers were cool to the touch, and the miko tried not to enjoy the feeling against her heated skin. She looked away, refusing to answer. Yoko sighed, burying his face into her neck, inhaling her scent deeply. “Kagome, you have to tell me what to do to make this better. I can't read your mind.”

A tingly feeling buzzed through the miko's body due to his hot breath on her neck. “Yoko, this is serious! I'm not in the mood for forgiving you any time soon.”

The kitsune ground his teeth together, sitting up quickly. He unclasped the rose pendant, and made to put it around Kagome's neck.

“Stop it!” the miko grabbed the chain, “I don't want you to know my feelings just now!”

Her eyes blazed with an intense emotion, but Yoko was so unused to human feelings he couldn't identify it. But Kagome's constant rejection was grating on him.

“Enough of this!” he growled, his eyes become tarnished bronze, “I've played this game long enough, but now you're being ridiculous! If anyone should be angry it should be me, for the dent in my reputation you've created!”

He tried once more to put the necklace on Kagome, but she grabbed the rose fiercely. For that split second her hand touched the pendant, Yoko felt a flash of her turmoil- white hot madness, unshed tears and an aching confusion swirling around everything. Then there a blast of nothingness, as Kagome launched the necklace into the night.

 

 

Yoko growled furiously, and Kagome saw the dark, menacing look in the bandit's eyes that she had only ever seen once before- in the flashback trick, the first day she had met Kurama. The look Yoko wore now was the same one Kagome had seen as he had slinked out of the shadows to question Shippo about the well. There was only one way to describe the look. Deadly.

The kitsune pressed his body closely to Kagome, his fangs clear in the glimmering light of the small candles around them. “You listen to me, miko. I have no need for your forgiveness. Don't you realise I could kill you with my little finger? You should be begging me for mercy...”

Kagome flinched at the coldness in his voice, and the steeliness in his eyes. But she kept her face firm, her lips pressed together tightly in a line. “I'm not scared of you, Yoko.”

The kitsune smirked, but it held none of his usual good nature. “You should not have said that, miko...” his voice velvet soft.

Kagome didn't even have the chance to blink- Yoko moved like lightening. Within seconds his hands had unbuttoned the butterfly clips on her collar, pulled her upright, and ripped the dress up and over her head. Her hair half tumbled out of her pins at his haste, and Kagome gasped in shock. If she wasn't so astonished and a little intimated by his behaviour, Kagome might have cursed the fact she wasn't wearing matching underwear. The kitsune was panting, she noticed, his breath coming in sharp bursts. The miko couldn't breathe much better herself, with the closeness of his body pressed against hers on the forest floor, and the hardness pushing against her groin.

“So help me Kami, I've done my best to resist you,” Yoko said breathlessly, his hands skimming over her skin, sheeny with sweat. “You haven't made it easy for me, you know! If it had been anyone else...this would have happened as soon as we'd met.”

Kagome screwed up her eyes, refusing to let the tears leak out. “Hurry up and get it over with, then!” her voice cracked, as she tried to sound strong, “Then you'll never have to see me again!”

The miko heard a sharp suck of breath, before the weight rolled off her. Kagome opened her eyes warily, then wide open, because she was alone in the forest. Yoko had disappeared.

 

“Damn kitsune!” Kagome muttered under her breath, collecting her bow and fallen arrows, and clutching the rumpled dress against her skin. She was intensely relieved that Yoko hadn't torn the silk with his claws- at first she wondered how he had managed to get the dress off her so quickly, but then she realised with a dull twinge the reason Yoko was so skilled in quickly removing female attire.

Luckily the stream was visible now, and Kagome let out a small sigh. Despite her thudding heart, the calming aura that surrounded the stream affected her instantly. It was bordered by a beach of stones, smoothed by the water, glinting and glistening like treasure. The strange thing about the stones was their colour. They were all white- a range of milky hues to brilliant ivories. Kagome leaned down to pick one up, and noticed how a slight chip revealed the glittering interior of the stone. The place was certainly blessed.

There was a small waterfall that gushed from purple-blue rocks high above, and so the current of the river was pretty strong. It didn't look too deep, and Kagome only gave a quick glance around before stripping herself of her underwear. Yoko's youki had completely disappeared.

“Aii!” The miko hissed involuntary at the coolness of the water, a direct contrast to the humidity of the night air. The pebbles were smooth and slippery beneath her feet, and Kagome took care as she plunged underneath the water, her heartbeat echoing loudly in her ears as she slipped into the deep blue of the underwater world.

With a great gasp the miko broke the surface, wiping the water from her eyes. It was certainly refreshing, as she sunk down so the water slapped against her shoulders. Kagome observed the area, drinking in her surroundings to try and calm her still galloping heartbeat since her encounter with Yoko. Her thoughts were buzzing like an out of tune radio, and it was painful to concentrate.

On her right was the little white pebble beach, and straight ahead was the waterfall. At her left, stones became boulders, and a steep mountainside was formed, draped in green moss and pretty white flowers. It was impossible to see what was beyond the rocks, as thin and spindly trees nestled together at the top, thick with leaves and blocking the view from beyond.

The miko turned to look behind her, wondering how far the stream carried on. She could see a distant fork in the water. One turn was smooth as glass, with barely any ripples, whereas the other was fast moving and bubbling, many large boulders blocking the flow of the river.

The noise of the water suddenly increased, and Kagome turned to the waterfall quickly. But there was no change in the water pouring down the rocks. The miko's forehead creased, and it wasn't until she felt the air cool and several ripples in the water she realised it was raining. The trees and foliage surrounding the river were so densely knotted together that little rain could get through. Kagome smiled, closing her eyes. It was a strange experience, to hear the rain but not be touched by it. It felt like she was in her own little private bubble.

The rain was torrential now, battering off the leaves of the trees, and more drops hit the stream, causing dips in the water all around Kagome. The air took on a definite chill, and Kagome decided to get out, as relaxing as it had been. She couldn't feel anything in here- it was like the river was washing away her anxiety.

So concentrated was the miko on not losing her balance against the current and the sleek stones, she screamed in shock when she saw the silver clad figure standing just beyond the pebbled beach.

“Yoko!” Kagome exclaimed, ducking her body back under the water, “What are you doing??”

The kitsune grinned, but the malice in his eyes were gone. They were honey-hued, and his face was peaceful. Is he affected too?

“I came to apologise,” he admitted, “Again...”

The miko gritted her teeth, her new found ease fast disappearing. “Yoko...”

“I figured now would be a good time to talk, seeing how you can't go anywhere...” the kitsune nudged Kagome's discarded clothes with his toe. His smirk made Kagome flush with anger.

“Just hear me out,” the kitsune said softly, approaching the water's edge.

“Don't come any closer!” the miko squeaked.

“I won't.”

Kagome sighed, crossing her arms under the water. It was getting cold now.

“I'm sorry I lost control back there. My behaviour was...inexcusable. I was trying to frighten you more than anything...” His eyes were truthful as they bored into the schoolgirl. “I would never do anything to hurt you, Kagome. You know that...”

The miko swallowed. Dammit, I am not going to cry!

Yoko sighed, running his claws through his hair. “If this had even just been about sex, Kagome, then I wouldn't be standing here. I won't deny that I want your body...”

The miko blushed again, sinking lower under the water.

“But it's your soul I desire more. Your heart...” The kitsune laughed, shaking his head. “You don't know what you've done to me, Kagome. I've never been like this before. There's only one explanation, and I've fought against it since we met...”

Despite the water sloshing around her body, and the odd raindrop landing on her head, the miko stood entirely still, her eyes rooted to Yoko's.

“I love you, Kagome.”

 

 

The words seemed to echo with each rain drop, dripping into Kagome's mind over and over. Yoko stood quietly, but his eyes were excited and feverish. He started to chuckle, and at first the miko's stomach plunged, thinking it was all a joke. But the kitsune covered his eyes with his hands, still giggling to himself. “I've never said that before. What a strange feeling!”

Kagome swallowed, unable to form a reply. Her voice, when she finally found it, was scratchy and broken. “If you think you're forgiven because you said that...if that's the only reason you're saying it...”

Yoko pulled his hand away, a grin breaking his face in two. “Come out here, Kagome, and I'll gladly say it until it gets through.”

The miko took a wary step back. “I'm not coming out! You must be kidding!”

The kitsune's ears drooped a little. “I'm still not forgiven?”

“N-no!” Kagome choked.

Yoko's smile twisted as he thought deeply. “You owe me a favour, Kagome. Remember? From that time with Inuyasha, and those bandits? I ask you to forgive me as that favour.”

The miko sighed. She really couldn't hold out much longer, and besides, he had told her he loved her. He, one of the most beautiful and powerful youkai she had ever met. Who had protected her and soothed her, and adorned her with affection.

“I'll think about it,” Kagome replied eventually.

The kitsune sighed. “That will do, for now...” He cocked his head with a sudden smirk, “So, are you coming out now?”

The miko stuttered. “Not with you here!!”

“I'll close my eyes.” The kitsune offered hopefully.

“I don't trust you!” Kagome exclaimed.

“If you don't come out...I'll shred your clothes!” The kitsune said gleefully, scooping up the garments Kagome had dumped on the beach.

“You dare...and I'll never forgive you!”

Yoko dropped the clothes instantly at the gleam in the miko's eyes. He tapped his chin thoughtfully, then he remarked, “Well...I guess I'll come to you then.”

“N-nani?” Kagome gasped, as the kitsune began to pull the silky kamishimo over his head. Instinctively the miko turned away, the water swishing at her sudden movement. Her cheeks were stained peony, and somehow the water didn't seem cold enough any more.

She could hear the kitsune's chuckle as his soft shoes hit the pebbles with two sharp slaps. Kagome began to hope the bandit was trying to tease her, and she turned around a little.

“Yoko!” Kagome cried, as the kitsune took his first step into the water. He was wearing nothing more than a silky set of silver hakama. Unlike Inuyasha's ballooning pair, Yoko's were thin and tapered, secured with a waistband at his waist and hem around his calves.

“Don't come any closer!” Kagome warned, but her voice was empty of threat. She was walking backwards against the current, and Yoko was grinning, his eyes dancing like merry flames. The miko was so urgently trying to get away from the kitsune that she forgot to be careful with her footing- and lost her balance, plunging under the water.

The current was much stronger here, and Kagome had swallowed the cold water due to her shock at being pulled under. She was being towed away from the main stream, and she fought the powerful force of the water desperately, trying to break to the surface.

I...can't...breathe!

Just then, two strong arms locked around her chest, hauling her up from her armpits. Kagome and Yoko surfaced together, the miko spluttering and coughing, while the kitsune towed them to the calm waters of the shore.

“Baka! That's what happens when you run away!” Yoko chided. Kagome too busy gulping air to reply, her hands limp against his firm chest. The water was only just above her navel, and she panicked, realising she was once again completely naked in front of Yoko. Though that was in the future...

“Shh,” Yoko whispered, pulled her closer to his body and nestling his head in the groove of her shoulder. He waited for her heart beat to calm, for her breath to become more regular.

“So you forgive me now, right?” He chuckled, squeezing her hip. The miko buried her face further into his hair, which smelt even better when it was wet.

“I suppose,” she murmured, “But I do have one condition...”

“Anything!” The kitsune replied quickly.

Kagome grinned into the skin of the kitsune's neck. “You have to come with me after this, and apologise to every one of the girls your bandits captured.”

Yoko's bowed his head, sighing. “Anything, I said, and she wants me to apologise to a bunch of women...”

Kagome suppressed a giggle.

“You drive a hard bargain, but I accept.” Yoko smiled, pulling back from the miko's shoulder, “I'd do anything to be forgiven by you...”

Kagome blushed, diverting her eyes elsewhere. The kitsune's hands found her face, and he brushed water droplets from her eyelashes with his thumbs. “I do love you, Kagome...”

The miko blinked with shock on hearing those words again. Yoko grinned before pulling her flush against him, and pressing his lips carefully to hers. This time Kagome relented, and the bandit threaded his claws through her dripping hair, as he blanked out her thoughts with his kiss.

 

 

To her credit, Suki's expression didn't waver when she saw the miko walking side by side with the silver kitsune bandit.

“Did you enjoy your bathe?” The village girl asked. “It was a shame about the rain.”

“No, it was very relaxing,” Kagome smiled, bowing to Suki, “Thank you for bringing me here.”

Yoko walked silently beside Kagome as they climbed the steps, keeping his eyes on the miko's unsteady feet. When they eventually entered the village, Kagome quietly asked Suki to assemble the six other girls who had been captured. She did so without a protest, and a crowd gathered around Suki's home, people stopping in their festivities to ogle the bandit.

“I heard she's going to purify him!” one villager gossiped excitedly.

“I wouldn't mind if he captured me!” giggled another.

 

 

Yoko never got embarrassed. It just wasn't an emotion that registered with him. But he felt very uncomfortable with the human crowd watching. All the eyes on him...the delighted whispers, the crackling of the nearby bonfire. The kitsune's hairs stood on end as he suppressed the flashbacks.

 

 

Kagome could see Yoko's tense posture and his clenched jaw as soon as the crowds had gathered. I wanted to make him suffer, but not humiliate him...

The seven village girls, including Suki, stood before Kagome, watching Yoko with trepidation and curiosity. The youngest, whose hand Kagome had held, now hid behind the skirts of Suki, eyeing Yoko with frightened eyes.

“Let's go into your home, Suki,” Kagome suggested, and the older girl nodded, ushering everyone inside. The villagers' rabble increased, but the miko ignored the questions, shutting the wooden door behind them. She was glad to see the kitsune had relaxed, though he eyed the young girls with as much curiosity as they gave him.

“Mina-san,” Kagome began, “You may remember this youkai. His name is Yoko Kurama, and he has something to say to you,”

Only a few of the girls knew the name, their eyes growing wider with recognition. Suki, to Kagome's little surprise, remained impassive.

However, it was to the miko's utter shock than Yoko sank gracefully to his knees, placing his hands on the ground in front of him, and lowering into a bow. He held that stance for a few seconds, and Kagome felt a gush of pride, knowing how much effort this would have taken him.

“Mina...” Yoko raised himself up, his golden eyes carefully looking each girl in the face, “I beg your forgiveness for what you encountered earlier. It will never happen again, to your town, or any other town for that matter. You have my word, on my life.”

There was complete silence in the hut as Yoko raised himself up to his full height, glancing at Kagome's stunned expression. “Was that satisfactory?” he simply asked.

“H-hai...” the miko stammered. Their intense gaze was interrupted by the youngest girl, who chirped, “Yoko-sama...can I touch your ears?”

 

 

“You did really well,” Kagome commended Yoko once again as they flashed through the forest, the miko pressed gently yet securely against the kitsune's chest.

“I'm not a kit, you don't have to reward me,” the bandit grumbled, but he tucked the miko's head under his chin, cradling her ever closer to his body as his legs skimmed over the earth. Kagome knew the kitsune was running, but his grace and speed gave her the impression they were flying.

The miko smiled, her eyes closed against the eye-watering wind.

 

 

“Kagome!”

The miko jolted out of her half slumber, disoriented and dizzy as Yoko set her down. But it wasn't he who had spoken. It was the furious hanyou, whose cheeks matched his fire rat robe.

“Where the hell have you been?” he demanded, speaking to the miko while his eyes blazed in Yoko's direction, “Sango's been worried sick!”

“Gomen nasai, Inuyasha,” Yoko spoke softly, stopping Kagome from replying, “I am entirely at fault. Kagome was captured by my own bandits.”

The miko blinked several times. He told the truth? To...Inuyasha?

The hanyou's fury was not abated, however, and he stomped up to the kitsune so close they were nose to nose. “And how the fuck did that happen?”

“Inuyasha...” Kagome murmured soothingly, wiping the sleep from her eyes, “Let's not fight, neh?”

But the hanyou acted like he hadn't even heard her. “You are seriously pissing me off, kitsune. Kagome has a fucking job to do, and you taking her away every five minutes is getting in the way!”

Yoko remained calm, though his fists were clenched so hard as his sides they were shaking.

So if she didn't have a job to do, you wouldn't mind, hanyou?

“Inuyasha, I have apologised. It won't happen again.”

The kitsune took a breath, sighing. When Inuyasha remained standing, his arms folded and his eyes trained on the fox, Yoko bared his fangs. “Give me a moment to say goodbye to Kagome, please.”

“Keh!” Inuyasha snorted, “I ain't going anywhere!”

“Have it your way, then,” Yoko grunted. “Kagome...” the kitsune reached out to drape a lock of her hair around his finger, and he inhaled briefly. “I'll be going away for a while...no doubt that will get Inuyasha of your back. Plus, I have a reputation to rebuild...”

The hanyou was growling, ready to attack. Yoko let go of the miko's hair with a small smile.

“How long?” Kagome asked, shocked.

“Hopefully the tama will be whole by the time I return,” Yoko grinned. The miko started, not just at his words, but as he suddenly pulled her into a hug. She felt something cold slip around her neck, and felt tears well up in her eyes. “I'll be with you,” he murmured into her ear, kissing her cheek gently.

“Oi!” Inuyasha shouted, “Get your hands off her!”

The hanyou spluttered into silence as the kitsune immediately obeyed.

“Farewell for now, Inuyasha. Try not let Kagome get killed when I'm gone...”

Inuyasha's growling increased, not before Yoko blew Kagome a saucy kiss with a wink, before disappearing in a sudden poof of smoke.

 

 

Woot! Long chappy makes up for absence, neh? And don't bite my head off about the lack of Kurama- that's next chappy!

Arigato as always to you, my amazing reviewers!

 

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Beckyducky: Don't worry doll, I know exactly how bad studying can be!! And yay, I aim for canon! But yup, I couldn't resist another little Inuyasha and Kagome scene. They are original, after all. Yup, it was a plant, you'll find out what next chapter! Yoko knows nothing about what happens in the future- only the Yoko inside Kurama knows. (confusing, neh?) I've no plans for Sesshy, because my last fic was all about him lol!!

Hope you enjoy this chapter!

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And thank you for being so understanding!

Hehe, I chuckled many times writing that certain scene!!

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Well, i think Yoko would most likely rather she hurt him than herself, hehe. And yup, Kaede was the good old voice of reason in that chapter! Lol! Ah, yes, that is Inuyasha's greatest flaw, his inability to see the difference in what he says, and what he MEANS!

Well, that's the thing. Kurama didn't know until Yoko decided to tell him- Yoko took over quickly in the bedroom, placing the plant under the pillow. Kurama was clueless until Yoko enlightened him- hence why he was so angry. As soon as he knew, he headed to agome's, though it was too late! Haha, I couldn't resist a little Inu x Kag scene. Though, after Rumiko-san's loveless last chapter, I was angry enough to go edit it out, and have Kurama blast about the hanyou's ass. Lol!

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