InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A new beginning, a new hope ❯ The Test of Love (Part 3) ( Chapter 37 )

“Rin, are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?” Sesshoumaru helped the girl up to his level while sensing that Rin was slightly reluctant to let go of her hug. He smiled at her, his tenderness drawing an equivalent response from her. She began to loosen up, letting her shoulders dip to a more relaxed manner. Letting her fingers run across her abdomen, she swung her irises from left to right and back as if pondering upon his suggestion.

 

“I guess I could eat something but I think what Kagome-san brought in just now is all cold.” She flashed him a sheepish grin. That squabble they just had was indeed silly and uncalled for. If it hadn't happened, if they would just give more consideration to the differences of their perspectives, they might have instead enjoyed a nice dinner together. This sort of childish behavior should be the first and last, the girl punched her fist on the sheets determinedly. Moreover, in the future not so far away from now, they would become parents to their pup, and perhaps many more to come.

 

Both turned their heads toward the direction of the door when a gentle knock was heard and Kagome strode in with a tray in her hands.

 

“Rin-chan, you look better. I'm glad. I've heated up some of the left overs from dinner.” The miko placed it on the table, exchanging with the one she had left there in the earlier part of the evening. “You must be starving by now. I'll leave you two with this then. Good night.”

 

“Arigato, Kagome.” The girl was forever grateful to her sister-in-law. She had such perfect timing always.

 

“Hey, we're a family after all, aren't we?” The miko threw a wink before she closed the door behind her.

 

Not only the girl, the demon lord himself was also contrite, ashamed of his unjust charge against the miko. On the contrary, he really ought to thank her profusely for volunteering to take care of Rin and keep her company in his absence.

 

In the end, though significantly delayed, the couple did have that quiet meal together. Boy was Sesshoumaru glad to see that Rin's body wasn't showing signs of rejection any longer. The girl was eating as normal and she was doing so with much strength of her own, giggling and joking as she went about it.

 

For several minutes, the demon lord merely looked on, acknowledging her now and then in silence, preferring not to speak. But, he had something to ask the girl and he knew he had to do it eventually before the night ended. He most certainly didn't wish to put it aside.

 

“Rin,” He began with almost a whisper as he assisted the girl back to her bed, “Why didn't you tell me that you were selected to go for your studies?”

 

The girl wasn't at all prepared for this. She was stunned, all her regained colors disappeared for a second or so.

 

“You found out about it, eh?” Rin let out a soft sigh, the corner of her lips arched to a slight smile. “It's nothing really. Don't worry about it, Sessho.”

 

Sesshoumaru frowned, baffled by how she brushed it away so casually. He shifted in next to her as he arranged the covers.

 

“Wasn't that what you always wanted to do? Why did you give it up?” He needed to find out from the girl, even when he was touched by the choice she had made.

 

Rin chuckled, her light-heartedness surprised the demon to the core. She pulled Sesshoumaru down to the sheets with her, putting one palm on his and holding it in hers.

 

“Sesshoumaru,” She regarded him then let her eyes drift closed. “I don't have to travel half the world in order to play the violin. And just because I don't go to London, doesn't mean that I'll stop learning. The violin is my voice, replacing the part of me that is often too shy to speak.” She laced her fingers with his, noticing at once their vast differences in size. “But if I go, then, we may never be together and that's… that's unacceptable for me. I can't continue to perform without having someone I love to play it for. But most importantly, I can't be without you. I love you…. too much.”

 

Sesshoumaru bent forward, taking Rin's mouth with his own in a deep and lengthened kiss, using only the practiced movements of his lips and tongue to relay the many emotions rolling in his mind.

 

“What …are you doing, my love?” The demon lord's eyes narrowed mainly with the amusement that Rin was now cheekily tugging on the string of his hakama.

 

“Do you think we can… perhaps…” The girl made a funny face, rather bashfully.

 

Sesshoumaru heaved a gleeful smirk as he shook his head. Brushing one finger at her nose, he gave her a firm, “No.”

 

“But why? I feel fine now…” Rin made sure her whine was audible to him as she experimentally grazed her fingers across the centre of his inner thighs. Feeling triumphant at how hard he had already become merely through her teasing, the girl hid a grin. She held his length in her hand, massaging it while gauging his reactions and the prospects it may bring.

 

The demon could not believe how naughty Rin was despite her condition, the crimson on his cheekbones darkened. Yes, her condition. After her renewed dosage and a square meal, she seemed observantly better. But still, many further physically conformation would be needed before he could start to convince himself she was really fine.

 

He grabbed her hand, removing it abruptly from his core while trying to remain sanity by the slimmest margin. If he'd let her continue, it wouldn't take long before he succumbed to her amorous urging. The girl had become quite skilful with her hands, knowing all his preferences in speed and pressure through his careful tutoring.

 

“No, not now. Perhaps when you're better, much much better.” Then he instantly corrected himself. “Still, also, not without consulting a physician.” With that, the demon lord was reminded of the miko's advice. He would get Jaken to send for Jinenji the first thing tomorrow morning.

 

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Within the privacy of his room, Inuyasha struggled with the stubborn zip on his pants as a fine sheen of sweat form on his temple.

 

Damn these so-called modern clothing of Kagome's times, everything seems so complicated, the hanyou pulled back his dark hair as he pondered, rather frustrated.

 

But this must be it, the reason why her naïve daughter is so mesmerized by his half brother, the packaging, the clothes. Girls! They're all alike, young or old. Why can't they take a while to appreciate a real man? Like himself? He forced a snarl filled with cynicism.

 

He bent to have a better view of himself in front of the mirror on Kagome's dresser as he fastened his hair into a ponytail, tugging the loose strains behind his human ears. The night breeze brought the scent of a myriad of breeds of flowers from the balcony, all planted and cared for with the daily amounts of love and dedication by his wife.

 

Inuyasha's eyes fell on the surprise gift he had gotten for her, his thoughts traced back to a certain conversation they had. He was watching her lithe form while sprawling on the bed as she gracefully moved about the flowers, picking the weeds off the soil, snipping some of the unruly hedges and clearing away some of the rotted leaves.

 

“Kagome,” The miko turned at the call of her hubby. “Do.. all girls like to receive flowers, big bouquets of them?”

 

“Well, I don't know about the other girls,” The miko noted her husband's poor attempt to conceal his awkwardness. Does it mean she should be really to receive something special from him--- at last? “But I personally hate to shorten the life of innocent flowers by cutting them off and bundling them up so commercially. I prefer them in pots. They can continue to grow healthily.”

 

Kagome kneaded her own throbbing shoulder muscles as she returned to her room after checking that Keiko had obediently gone to bed. It had been a long day. She couldn't remember the last time she took a nap. The miko wanted nothing more than to take a nice extended bath and head straight for the smooth silken sheets.

 

The muffled shuffling of feet indicated to the hanyou that Kagome's return. He grabbed the painstakingly selected item, flinging it to the back of the waist as the door opened.

 

“Inu..yasha, what are you doing in this clothes?” Instantly the miko noticed her hubby's human form. How carelessly had she lost track of the dates. Yes, tonight is the first of the cycle once again, the one where the moon cleverly hides its face within the shadows of the earth.

 

“I…I thought you always said you prefer me in this…” The hanyou tried to speak as he shifted about nervously. Could he have been wrong about this? But, didn't Kagome once praise Sesshoumaru for looking good in the clothes she got him?

 

Kagome's giggles filled the room as an entertained twitch clung to her brows. “Well, yes, but only sometimes I guess. And, isn't it a little late to be all dressed up like this?”

 

She tried to look behind the hanyou the moment she perceived he was hiding something.

 

“What are you putting back there?” In her mind, she was making hundreds of little speculations. Why's Inuyasha behaving so strangely? Is today some special day she had forgotten in her busy schedules? She did a swift run through of all the dates but to no avail.

 

“No.. I just thought you might like this.” Inuyasha swung the object right in front of Kagome's face, an over expectant beam cast over his cheeks.

 

The miko stood motionless, too shocked for words. She even blinked a few times just to make sure she wasn't seeing things.

 

“A pot?” She scratched her head, completely bemused and clueless. “You got me a flower pot?” She took it, did a brief examination, pulling out all the coarse paper stuffed as a filling. Maybe, there could be something else in it, carefully buried to elate her.

 

But there was none. It was a pot, one plain empty pot.

 

“I .. I thought you said you do not like flowers.” Inuyasha rubbed his palms worriedly after sensing Kagome's slight disappointment. “You said you like flower pots.”

 

There was a short silence.

 

Then, the miko burst out in heaps of hilarious laughter.

 

“I said I do not like bouquets. I'd prefer you get me a pot of flowers, not a POT?”

 

Inuyasha's face flushed into an obvious red as he sank into a chair, rather crestfallen.

 

“I'm sorry. I… was hoping…”

 

“Hey you, come here.” Kagome led him by the hand, pulling him out from his seat to the edge of their bed. “Why are you doing all this? I mean, the clothes, the flower…. erm.. pot..”

 

The hanyou breathed out a dejected sigh, not even daring to look her straight in the eye.

 

“I was hoping you might prefer that I be more romantic,” he stuttered. “Like Sesshoumaru. I mean, that's the reason why Keiko likes him, isn't it?”

 

Kagome tried hard to stifle a chuckle. She did not wish to embarrass him further.

 

“Well, I don't know about Keiko… but,” She flung her arms round his neck. “I like you the way you are. You don't have to be romantic or anything.”

 

“I don't?” Inuyasha's brown eyes met hers. “But Keiko said…”

 

“Young girls like her are impressionable. She'll get over it soon enough.” Kagome shifted to loosen the trail of buttons down this shirt. “Then, she'll realize… that papa is the best.”

 

“Kagome,” Inuyasha pressed a kiss on the miko's lips, instantly drawing a moan from her.

 

“Let's have a soak in the tub together….”

 

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Kagome reached for the tie at Inuyasha's nape, releasing his hair and letting it cascade down his sides.

 

“Tell you a secret,” She breathed into his ear teasingly. “I prefer it loose… always…”

 

They let their clothes fall haphazardly into a pile and slid into the bubble filled water. It took a while for them to settle and rearrange themselves into a comfortable position for both. Finally, Inuyasha held up both his hands as Kagome lay her back in his lean tanned chest.

 

The miko sighed contentedly as his arms wrapped around her.

 

“Hmm.. I've been waiting for this the whole day..”

 

The hanyou moved his hands up to her aching shoulders, giving her a thorough massage.

 

“You must be tired.” He noted the darken puff under her eyes. “Is Rin better?”

 

“I think so,” Kagome flinched slightly at the tickle as the hanyou nibbled at her ear lobe. “At least, Sesshoumaru's with her now. They should be fine. It's time to reserve some time for ourselves.”

 

She turned to return him a kiss and for several minutes, they locked each other in a world of sensations of their own, free from all outer disturbances.

 

They broke off after Kagome's sudden squeal as Inuyasha's soapy hands wondered to mischievously play and caress her breasts.

 

“Inuyasha…” She let her own hand ventured, pressing against his rigid arousal. He thought he heard her giggle as the pressure of her palm increased, gliding up and down that erected flesh, taking full advantage of the slipperiness of the lather.

 

Inuyasha felt his blood pound, his heart almost exploding out from his chest.

 

“Kagome..” He hissed, only one desire reigned. “Bent forward…”

 

“Here? But….” The miko was not expecting such a request but still, she was game enough for anything, if it pleases her hubby.

 

Seeing that Kagome was ready and in position, the hanyou kissed a string up her spine as he entered her from behind, hearing her stifle a groan. Then he pushed, each time a little deeper than before, his burning need blinding him from all that was around them until…. He heard Kagome scream.

 

That soon… it can't be… He mused, rather distractedly as his eyes peered open.

 

He could have screamed just as loud if the scene before him hadn't caused his jaws to fall so wide and his tongue to get caught in his throat.

 

“Papa… I need to pee…” A little voice came from the opened bathroom door…

 

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Revised A/N

 

Hiya,

 

I just came back from a short trip. A friend of mine helped me type this out squinting through my illegible handwriting and posted it for me too.

 

Thanks WS.. for sacrificing your embarrassing flower pot thingy to make the whole world happy. Personally, I think it's a very sweet gift… haha though I think AR isn't that pleased to receive it.

 

I know you guys probably think there's not much of a lemon but the thing is that I'm quite through with writing stuff like that… unless it's something more out of the ordinary.

 

Thanks for all the encouraging reviews. I hope you'll enjoy the next few chapters. It's something I've planned for a long time…

 

Anyway, next chapter ought to be up in a few days…

 

Cheerio