InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Fated Summer ❯ Chapter 2

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“I can't believe you were so worried.”

“I can't believe you were so worried. So you lose your powers on the night of the new moon, big deal. You could've just told me, you know.”

Inuyasha tucked Kagome closer to his side, as they lay on his bed in a close embrace. She was busy twirling a lock of his black hair around her finger.

“I know”

“Then why didn't you?” She asked, and he could hear the hurt clearly in her voice.

He pressed his forehead to hers, facing her. His breath fanned across her cheeks, and her face flushed as she looked down.

“Ever since I was younger, I've always hidden on the night of the new moon. It's a time of weakness and vulnerability. I used to get fucked up on these nights by the hanyou-hating humans and demons, and there isn't any shortage of them in Okinawa. That's why I've learned to guard this secret with my life, but I was so caught up with being with you that I hadn't even realized that the night was approaching.

“Every month, I stay inside the whole day, just to be safe. I know it's dumb since the humans who don't know me wouldn't be able to tell a difference, but the youkai would. I don't know, it's cowardly and shit, but it's just something I can't really deal with yet. I couldn't just show up when I realized what day it was. Besides, Kenji wouldn't be too happy if I came to work, just to leave in the middle of the day.”

“I understand,” she sighed. “but did you have to run from me? That's what really hurt the most”

“I'm sorry, it's just… habit, I guess. I panicked, but I had no intention of hiding it from you for long.”

Kagome curled her arm around his neck, and held him close. “Thank you for telling me, and I won't betray your trust.”

“I know you won't.” he kissed her cheek, and she still held him.

“I—I missed you so much, today.” She confessed against his shoulder.

“I missed you too. You were all I could think about.”

“Yeah?”

She felt him nod. “I saw you from my window, and I was so happy to see your face that I didn't even panic at first.”

She giggled.

He chuckled, “You know, I had to interrupt Rin and Sesshomaru to tell him to get the door.”

“What did I interrupt?” She asked, pulling away a little.

“Sex” he shrugged.

Kagome's jaw dropped, “You're kidding.”

Inuyasha shook his head, smirking.

“Oh god, no wonder he was so upset at first… and shirtless!”

“Fucking idiot, I told him to put a shirt on.”

“No Inuyasha, you shouldn't have called him! He probably hates me now!”

The temporarily human boy frowned at her, “What the fuck do you care?”

“That's your brother, your family, you ass, I want him to like me.”

He calmed a little “Keh, relax, I interrupt them at least three times a week, on purpose or by accident.”

Kagome was caught between laughing and screaming. She just shook her head and rested back on his shoulder.

“You're horrible”

“But you still love me?”

He'd never asked that before, he always just stated it jokingly. Kagome realized that he wanted an answer, a truthful answer, not the playful one she always gave him.

“I do” she whispered, loud enough for him to hear.

“Good”

They were silent for a moment, absorbing the joy of where they were and who they were with.

“You called me baby.” She reminded him.

“Because you're mine now” He answered.

She smiled up at him. “Officially”

He leaned down tentatively, before he firmly pressed his lips to hers, one hand creeping to her hair to hold her against his mouth. His other arm wrapped around her waist, molding their bodies into one inseparable piece.

Kagome smoothed her hands against his chest, rubbing gently through the thin cotton of his t-shirt. He moaned softly, not breaking contact as he slowly rolled them over so he was on top.

The feel of her; so intense, his dreams fell short in comparison. Her sweet lips, so plump, were like sparks to his highly flammable blood. Once he got close enough, his whole system was set on fire, urging him to feel and taste as much of her as he could.

A knee pushed its way between her thighs, and he nestled himself snugly against her as her hands softly raked down his back. He shuddered, excitement making him snatch her pouty bottom lip between his teeth.

She smirked against his mouth, and he attacked them harder. His hands deftly grabbed at her wrists, and brought them around his neck, so he could sink fully on top of her. His tongue slipped between her lips, and she accepted it readily.

As his talented tongue danced with hers; caressing and twining, one of his palms ran down her body, branding her skin with its heat. He must have been as furious with her thick jumper as she was because he grabbed a fistful of jean in his hand and tugged hard, jerking her body with it.

She moaned from the force of the yank, and he left her lips to look down at her body. She read the struggle on his face, and brought her hands to the buttons on her shoulders that held the thing together. Two pops later, he sat back and pulled it down her body, leaving her in a simple white t-shirt and sky blue lace panties.

He eyed her bare legs with primal satisfaction, before his large hands took claim to her hips, molding the flesh of her upper thighs, and sending her belly rolling in a sensual dance.

His gaze was one of intent, pure lust and raw anticipation. He brought his hands to the insides of her thighs, and he barely caught the choked gasp that escaped her throat. He parted her legs slowly, and without a thought, he brought his nose to the damp cotton at the apex of her thighs.

“Ahh” she whimpered, her legs clamping automatically.

He growled in protest—the sound still remarkably demon—as his strong human hands, effortlessly kept them parted, as if he barely noticed her struggle. His nose rubbed deeply over her, and the moans came in quickly without her consent.

“Fuck” he grumbled, and he opened his mouth over her. He sucked on the damp fabric before his teeth bit down gently over her core, conveying how much he wanted to indulge himself and the painful effort he was taking not to.

Kagome wailed, her hips, thrashing as it rose up off the bed. If he didn't have such a strong hold on her already, then her area might've punched him in the face. It was to be expected, of course. She'd already told him that no one had ever been this close to her, making Inuyasha's already large ego, swell that much more. He would be her first… but not tonight.

He nuzzled her softly, taking a deep whiff to temporarily appease himself, before crawling back up her body. He could sense confusion nearly dominate every sensation he'd just created within her.

Before she could ask, he kissed her again, robbing all coherent thoughts from her brain. He never ceased rubbing her thighs, and they trailed lower as he brought her leg around him. When he gripped her knee, she broke the kiss to groan, but it wasn't in pleasure. That was her bruised knee.

He released her lips immediately, frowning as he watched the grimace on her face.

“I hit your door with my knee, remember.” She explained.

He sighed, chastising her. “Idiot, what were you thinking?”

“I was thinking that you were in love with another girl.”

“Idiot” he repeated.

She scowled at him before fisting his shirt and crashing his lips back down to hers. She could sense the reluctance in him as the strength behind his lips wasn't nearly as forceful or demanding as before.

“You're hurt.” He mumbled against her lips.

She just shook her head, kissing him again.

“You are” he protested.

She responded by lowering her hand to his boxers. Merely brushing against the bulge had him hissing and sinking his teeth into that delicious lip, again.

Right before she could grip it, he grabbed both of her hands and pinned them by her head. When she frowned with obvious rejection, he intertwined their fingers and gave her a sweet peck on the lips.

“Inuyasha, I said I'm not that hurt.”

“Bitch, I barely touched it and you were in pain.”

She was about to argue, but he silenced her with a nip to her chin.

“Shut up, Kagome. You could say it doesn't hurt all you want, but I'm not buying it. Besides, that isn't the only reason why we should stop.”

He rolled to his side, and she waited until he drew her close before asking, “What is it?”

“I would never want to take you, for the very first time as a human.”

Kagome sucked her teeth, before sighing and grabbing his face between her hands.

“Don't you get it by now, baka? I don't care that you're human; I barely understand why you'd think I'd care. I'd have you any way you are.”

“It's not that, Kagome.”

She released his face, “Then what is it?”

“It's just that I don't… feel like myself on these nights. Right now, I can barely believe you're here because I can't smell you. If I close my eyes, I'll think you're gone. I have to strain my ears to hear your every whisper, and if we had sex, I wouldn't want that. I would want to smell every enticing inch of you, and hear every breath, every moan.”

He was stroking her hip as he spoke, their eyes boring into each other. That had to be the single most beautiful—and admittedly arousing—thing she'd ever heard from his mouth, and she knew then that she loved him with a ferocity that overwhelmed her.

She felt her heart throb suddenly, painfully, warningly, almost begging for some consideration, but she decided not to focus on that little speck of sadness, especially when she couldn't figure out what it meant at the moment…

She simply kissed him, languidly, lovingly, as she snuggled as close as humanly possible.

“I understand” she finally breathed.

“But after tonight...” He said, leaving the sentence incomplete, but he didn't need to finish. She knew what he meant when an undeniably masculine hand ran down her belly to cup her core. She gasped, her hand grabbing his wrist, neither halting nor urging him on, just there. His lips brushed teasingly against hers when he gave her clit a few rubs.

“Inuyasha, I'm warning you” she managed, “if you don't stop, I'm liable to take you against your will.” His hand stilled, and she instantly regretted speaking.

Loud and at total ease, Inuyasha chuckled heartily and pulled his hand free, not before giving her womb a gentle, almost adoring pat.

She laughed along with him, a heaving guffaw mixed with all her relief, joy, and excitement before tackling him with her lips. Boy, did she already love his lips.

They stopped after a while, trying not to start something they weren't able to finish, and chatted pleasantly.

“You know you're not going home tonight, right.” he said after a while.

Kagome sat up abruptly, and looked to the clock on his nightstand. It was almost a quarter to twelve, way past her curfew.

She swore lightly and nearly jumped off the bed before strong arms kept her rooted to the spot.

“Inuyasha quit playing, I can't stay.” She said, scanning his room for her missing jumper.

“You are not going to hike back down that damn hill with an injured knee at this time, Kagome.”

“Injured? It's just a bruise, I get them every day!”

“You need to be more careful, bitch!” He shook his head, “I can't take you home, and it's too dark for you to be out by yourself, with the wolves and shit.”

Kagome conceded to that point with a reluctant sigh, “Well… maybe Sesshomaru could drive me?”

He lifted an eyebrow, “Well if you want to be the one to interrupt this time then be my guest, but not even I have the balls to interrupt twice in one day.”

Kagome shook her head, in complete objection to that idea. No way was she going to walk in on that.

“So what am I supposed to do, just not go home?”

“No, we'll call your place and explain. Your grandpa will understand, and besides, he loves me.” He grinned.

He dialed her number quickly on his cell and handed the phone to her.

After one and a half rings her mother was the one who answered. “Kagome, are you still over at Inuyasha's?”

“Yes, mama” She answered sheepishly.

“Honey, why are you still over there? It's past your curfew.”

“I know mama, I'm sorry. Inuyasha was...very sick and I was helping take care of him.” Kagome felt a lump in her throat at having to lie to her mother.

“That's nice of you dear, but you shouldn't be out so late. Are you on your way?”

*Gulp* “I uh, I actually hurt my knee.”

“Oh dear, what happened”

“I-I-I fell down the stairs.” More lies equaled larger lump. Kagome turned to Inuyasha for help, and found that he'd left the room. When he came back, she decided she would throttle him. “Mom, I don't think I can make it back with my knee like this. Sesshomaru is very… busy right now with his work and can't take me, and since Inuyasha is sick I think it's best if I stayed with them for the night.”

“Kagome, I don't know. Maybe I should come get you.”

“No mama, I don't want you to have to come out in the middle of the night, it's too dangerous.”

There was a brief moment of silence. “Is it alright with Sesshomaru?”

Kagome didn't know for sure, but since she'd already been lying she figured this one more wouldn't make a difference.

“Yes.”

Her mother sighed, “Alright, I suppose you could stay. Kagome be on your best behavior, and I want you back here by tomorrow morning for work… if your knee feels better.”

“Yes mama.”

Inuyasha walked in with ointment and some rolled up gauze, before climbing onto the bed and tending to her knee as she spoke to her mother.

“I love you dear, have a good night.”

Kagome tried as hard as she could to swallow the guilt, but it was too large. “I love you too mama. Tell Jii-chan and Souta I say goodnight, too.”

“I will.”

And they hung up, and Kagome hung her head low in shame.

She knew there was a reason to be angry with her hanyou, but as he gently held her leg and rubbed some cream from a tube of Vitamin K on her bruised knee, she couldn't remember. It was merely a bruise, not an oddity for her, but he took care of it as if she'd fractured a bone.

After a minute of doing that, he securely wrapped the knee in gauze. It was more than a little overdoing it, but she wasn't about to complain.

“Thanks”

He just smiled and kissed her mummified joint, before crawling up and re-joining her in a cuddle. He put on the T.V, content to let it lull them to sleep.

“Hey, Inuyasha” she drawled before sleep could fully claim her. She'd been wondering this for a while now.

He grunted.

“If all your senses are weakened, then how did you know I was crying through the door?” she asked.

“You don't have to be hanyou to hear simple things, wench. Anyone would have heard.”

She blushed. Was she crying that loudly?

He kissed her forehead. “I love you”

She smiled, what did it matter? Kagome snuggled up to his warmth as a restful sleep called her name.

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