InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Tales of the Night ❯ Night LXXXVI: Tears and Fears Part V ( Chapter 19 )
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By: Kurai Mori 
They were words unbidden by her, unwanted by him. Or so she believed.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Psychological / Hentai / Angst | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 03.15.2009 | Updated On: 06.03.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 1.2K | Status: Work In Progress
They were words unbidden by her, unwanted by him. Or so she believed.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Psychological / Hentai / Angst | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 03.15.2009 | Updated On: 06.03.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 1.2K | Status: Work In Progress
Title: Night LXXXVI: Tears and Fears Part V
Disclaimer: I claim no ownership of Sengoku Otogizoushi - InuYasha or Yuu Yuu Hakusho. InuYasha belongs to Takahashi Rumiko, Shogakukan, Viz Media, ShoPro Entertainment, and Shounen; while Yuu Yuu Hakusho belongs to Togashi Yoshihiro, Shueisha, Viz Media, and Shounen. No profit or money of any kind is made from this fan-created crossover.
Warning(s): Angst.
Kagome still could not believe he was back after two weeks. She had waited so many days to see him again, and all her shock and hope only served to cause her words to become stuck on her tongue. It was embarrassing, especially in front of him: perfection defined, in her world at least. She would bet he had never stuttered ever in his long life.
"You're really, truly here? I'm not dreaming?"
"If this is your brain after your beauty sleep, I'm glad I haven't stuck around."
Despite the mocking tone, she felt nothing but happiness. It filled her up from the deepest parts of her being and caused her to cry again. Yet they were tears of such happiness and joy that it welled up in her and sought escape from her eyes. Beautiful emotion such as it could not be held in, and she had never been one to hold in anything she was feeling. It was the reason she was called an idiot more often than naught by the youkai in front of her and another lost to the past, but she did not care. She loved him too much to care.
It was why she flung herself toward him with no second thoughts. Sure, her clothes were rumpled and her blankets fell to the ground in an annoying heap, but it did not matter. It was meaningless just like how desperate for some form of physical contact with him it made her seem, and his apparent dislike of contact, and that he was dripping wet. All that mattered was that he was back and that he was all right. And all she was focused on was getting to him, feeling that he was real, smelling his entirely masculine scent... Those were the only things that truly mattered, she had learned that long ago.
His cloak fell to the ground in a wet, crumpled mess. Its lingering warmth and scent paled in comparison to the real thing. Before Kagome pressed her face against his chest and wrapped her arms around him, she swore she had finally caught him off-guard. For the briefest second, he almost looked shocked as if he was expecting a slap to the face instead of a hug.
While she knew he was not expecting her to embrace him, she was not expecting him to allow her. Kagome expected a repeat of all the other times she had touched him: a subtle shift so that they were not touching, a sudden jerk away from her, or even a push away. This strange form of acceptance and letting her latch onto him was odd.
"You've changed," she murmured. She was too content with where she was and feeling his warm skin against her own to shift and speak louder.
"You haven't."
His attempt at non-cruel humor had her jerking her head up to stare at him. Wherever he had gone and whatever he had been involved in had changed him in quite a few ways. Her shock wore off into some softer feeling like wonder, or something similar. She slid one of her hands from his shoulder down to his right arm to rest on the bandages wrapped tightly there.
It would take time for her to tell if she liked this new Hiei better.
"You've also gotten stronger."
She could feel his stare on the top of her head. "And here I was worried we'd have to start back with the basics again."
She laughed and snuggled against his chest and shoulders wanting to be away from the piercing gaze of his youkai eyes. If she was looking into them, she knew she would not have the strength or courage to say the words that were burning the tip of her tongue.
"Never leave me again, please."
Those whispered words were out of her mouth before she realized it. All his warmth and safety, though she knew he would be pissed if he knew she thought him "safe", soothed the pain of the last two weeks. They just came out, unbidden and unwanted.
Unbidden by her. Unwanted by him.
She could feel him stiffen under her fingers. Their... whatever it was... was based on mutual respect and trust. She did not have to wait around for him, and he did not have to show up. They trusted the other to, though. Whispered words bordering on promises like those she had uttered were what they did not need. But she did.
Yet he never loosened his hold on her despite how uncomfortable she knew he must be feeling. Something really had to have changed while he was gone; something that gave him the conviction to reveal his softer side hiding just beneath the surface. Kagome looked up at him, her eyes searching for answers she knew she would not find. The same carmine eyes she had seen months ago greeted her, though some of his coldness had been chipped away from them. Though his glare had become softer toward her over the months, this was something new.
He moved his face close to hers. Unexpected, she blushed and jerked back only to have him tighten his hold. For the first time ever, she saw him smirk that slick and cocky one of his close up, and she could not help the quickening of her heart. He was too warm, too close, too Hiei. If leaving for two weeks could change him to the degree she was now face-to-face with, she half-wished it would happen more often.
"Go get some sleep before you become too useless tomorrow."
His breath and lips teased over hers, clouding her mind. It took a second or two for his words to actually be heard, and she swallowed past the lump in her throat. His words made no promises. Like all the other youkai she had met, he made none he could not keep. If she had been relying on his words, and his words only, the furious beating of her heart would have broken in two because she wanted the promised lies.
But she was not; she had his actions to consider. And they told a very different tale.
"I'm glad you're back... Goodnight, Hiei." She leaned forward and placed a quick kiss to the corner of his mouth. It was all she could bring herself to do given all that had transpired in half-a-month.
All she heard in reply was a non-committal grunt, and she knew things were back to the way they had once been. Or perhaps, better than they had been. It seemed as if some invisible line had been crossed, one that could not be redrawn or stepped over again, between them. The awkward tip-toeing around had been left behind, and she had no way of telling if what would replace it would be better.
Word count: 1152
Edited: 3 June 2010
Disclaimer: I claim no ownership of Sengoku Otogizoushi - InuYasha or Yuu Yuu Hakusho. InuYasha belongs to Takahashi Rumiko, Shogakukan, Viz Media, ShoPro Entertainment, and Shounen; while Yuu Yuu Hakusho belongs to Togashi Yoshihiro, Shueisha, Viz Media, and Shounen. No profit or money of any kind is made from this fan-created crossover.
Warning(s): Angst.
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"H, Hiei?" She cursed the stutter that came out of her mouth.Kagome still could not believe he was back after two weeks. She had waited so many days to see him again, and all her shock and hope only served to cause her words to become stuck on her tongue. It was embarrassing, especially in front of him: perfection defined, in her world at least. She would bet he had never stuttered ever in his long life.
"You're really, truly here? I'm not dreaming?"
"If this is your brain after your beauty sleep, I'm glad I haven't stuck around."
Despite the mocking tone, she felt nothing but happiness. It filled her up from the deepest parts of her being and caused her to cry again. Yet they were tears of such happiness and joy that it welled up in her and sought escape from her eyes. Beautiful emotion such as it could not be held in, and she had never been one to hold in anything she was feeling. It was the reason she was called an idiot more often than naught by the youkai in front of her and another lost to the past, but she did not care. She loved him too much to care.
It was why she flung herself toward him with no second thoughts. Sure, her clothes were rumpled and her blankets fell to the ground in an annoying heap, but it did not matter. It was meaningless just like how desperate for some form of physical contact with him it made her seem, and his apparent dislike of contact, and that he was dripping wet. All that mattered was that he was back and that he was all right. And all she was focused on was getting to him, feeling that he was real, smelling his entirely masculine scent... Those were the only things that truly mattered, she had learned that long ago.
His cloak fell to the ground in a wet, crumpled mess. Its lingering warmth and scent paled in comparison to the real thing. Before Kagome pressed her face against his chest and wrapped her arms around him, she swore she had finally caught him off-guard. For the briefest second, he almost looked shocked as if he was expecting a slap to the face instead of a hug.
While she knew he was not expecting her to embrace him, she was not expecting him to allow her. Kagome expected a repeat of all the other times she had touched him: a subtle shift so that they were not touching, a sudden jerk away from her, or even a push away. This strange form of acceptance and letting her latch onto him was odd.
"You've changed," she murmured. She was too content with where she was and feeling his warm skin against her own to shift and speak louder.
"You haven't."
His attempt at non-cruel humor had her jerking her head up to stare at him. Wherever he had gone and whatever he had been involved in had changed him in quite a few ways. Her shock wore off into some softer feeling like wonder, or something similar. She slid one of her hands from his shoulder down to his right arm to rest on the bandages wrapped tightly there.
It would take time for her to tell if she liked this new Hiei better.
"You've also gotten stronger."
She could feel his stare on the top of her head. "And here I was worried we'd have to start back with the basics again."
She laughed and snuggled against his chest and shoulders wanting to be away from the piercing gaze of his youkai eyes. If she was looking into them, she knew she would not have the strength or courage to say the words that were burning the tip of her tongue.
"Never leave me again, please."
Those whispered words were out of her mouth before she realized it. All his warmth and safety, though she knew he would be pissed if he knew she thought him "safe", soothed the pain of the last two weeks. They just came out, unbidden and unwanted.
Unbidden by her. Unwanted by him.
She could feel him stiffen under her fingers. Their... whatever it was... was based on mutual respect and trust. She did not have to wait around for him, and he did not have to show up. They trusted the other to, though. Whispered words bordering on promises like those she had uttered were what they did not need. But she did.
Yet he never loosened his hold on her despite how uncomfortable she knew he must be feeling. Something really had to have changed while he was gone; something that gave him the conviction to reveal his softer side hiding just beneath the surface. Kagome looked up at him, her eyes searching for answers she knew she would not find. The same carmine eyes she had seen months ago greeted her, though some of his coldness had been chipped away from them. Though his glare had become softer toward her over the months, this was something new.
He moved his face close to hers. Unexpected, she blushed and jerked back only to have him tighten his hold. For the first time ever, she saw him smirk that slick and cocky one of his close up, and she could not help the quickening of her heart. He was too warm, too close, too Hiei. If leaving for two weeks could change him to the degree she was now face-to-face with, she half-wished it would happen more often.
"Go get some sleep before you become too useless tomorrow."
His breath and lips teased over hers, clouding her mind. It took a second or two for his words to actually be heard, and she swallowed past the lump in her throat. His words made no promises. Like all the other youkai she had met, he made none he could not keep. If she had been relying on his words, and his words only, the furious beating of her heart would have broken in two because she wanted the promised lies.
But she was not; she had his actions to consider. And they told a very different tale.
"I'm glad you're back... Goodnight, Hiei." She leaned forward and placed a quick kiss to the corner of his mouth. It was all she could bring herself to do given all that had transpired in half-a-month.
All she heard in reply was a non-committal grunt, and she knew things were back to the way they had once been. Or perhaps, better than they had been. It seemed as if some invisible line had been crossed, one that could not be redrawn or stepped over again, between them. The awkward tip-toeing around had been left behind, and she had no way of telling if what would replace it would be better.
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A version of this chapter was posted to the livejournal community 30_Nights for their theme #020. Never leave me again.Word count: 1152
Edited: 3 June 2010