InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Savage Kind of Love ❯ A Violent Fall ( Chapter 3 )

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DISCLAIMER: In no shape or form do I own the characters from Inuyasha, nor do I own the song “Violently” by Edie Carey. To listen to this excellent song, visit my myspace at www. Myspace . com / caitypeach22.

 

Italics: flashbacks or song lyrics

WARNINGS: Language and sweet, sweet citrusness

 

 

Chapter 3: A Violent Fall

 

And I took you to bed with authority

I replay that kiss by the hotel desk

`Til the tape just melts and runs over me

And we're in the same sticky mess

 

Her heartbeat labored in her chest. Her blood coursed thickly through her veins while a sizzle of energy leapt in her stomach. Her satin-like skin prickled under the immense form pinning her against the cold frame of the doorway.

 

A darken whisper slipped into the shell of her ear followed by the sensual flick of his tongue. Incoherent promises of passion reverberated in her mind as the passion took hold of her logical senses.

 

There was no `what-if.' She lost all cognitive sense of impending regrets or doubts for the morning after. This was real, this was now, and this was everything she ever wanted.

 

His deep, exerted breaths shook her curvy body while the heat of his velvet lips danced up the side of her graceful neck. She threaded her fingers through the long silvery locks of his hair, dragging his hard frame harshly against her own supple one.

 

The sharpness of his teeth teased down her neck, tongue lapping and tracing the elegant structure of her shoulders. She tossed her head back with a wanton moan. He growled deep within his throat in approval, his hand seeking to rid her figure of the linen blouse that hid her beautiful treasures.

 

Kagome could hear the pop and rip of her shirt as the man before her aggressively made short work of her clothing. She could worry about that later. All she cared about was feeling the tapered fingers of her lover roving over her naked skin. A sharp intake of breath lifted her bound breasts to his face, letting him place delicate kisses against her aching body.

 

He suckled at the sensitive points of her chest before sneaking his hand around her ribcage to the clasps of her lacy bra. A mere flick of his wrists sent the silky binding fleeing from her body. Kagome felt his lips curve into a smirk as the flimsy cloth fell from her full bosom revealing that which he longed for.

 

The silent man captured a rosy peak in his mouth causing Kagome to sob out his name. Her hands fled from his silky hair to the hem of his shirt, yanking it forcefully up his powerful form. A rumble echoed in his chest when her slender hands scratched lightly down his sinewy chest, tickling at his firm stomach.

 

With the teasing taking a toll on both of them, the rest of their clothes vanished quickly in a heap upon the floor. Kagome leapt into his arms, wrapping her delicious legs around his hips as he carried her to the bed. The throbbing between her legs increased when his shaft tickled against her. She cried out again as he fell with her onto the bed. His fingers teased at her hips, slipping towards the center of her heat and carefully attending to the bud of her desire.

 

Kagome fisted her hands within his hair, writhing against his fingers and mouth as he dropped his face down to taste her. The pressure increased sending waves of desperation in her belly. The excitement traveled from the tips of her toes to her hips as she rose to meet the crest of her release.

 

Golden eyes lifted to stare into hers while his fingers kept their ministrations. “Kagome? Kagome? You have to wake up.”

 

She blinked her eyes and looked incredulously back at him. “No. No, I'm not dreaming.”

 

He ignored her, “C'mon, lazy bones. Get up!”

 

The vision of the god-like man vanished from her eyes and was replaced by a teenager with an annoying grin on his face. Kagome shook her head harshly, trying to bring herself back to reality.

 

“Kagoooomeeee,” Souta sang in an obnoxious tone. “What were you dreaming about, huh?”

 

A blush crept into her cheeks as she shifted in her bed. “N-nothing! Get out of my room, you pest!”

 

A taunting laugh escaped from her brother before he climbed off her bed. “Oh? Then why were you moaning?”

 

“M-moaning?”

 

“Uh-huh. And I swore I heard you cry out `Inuyasha'!”

A thud and groan was heard as Kagome's pillow collided with Souta's head. “You evil little cockroach! Get out, get out, get out!”

 

Souta cackled maniacally, skipping out of Kagome's room.

 

Kagome cursed a blue streak under her breath as she scrubbed her hands over her face. Damn that Inuyasha. Why the hell did he creep into her dreams? It was that godforsaken phone call. It was also probably because she hadn't had sex since right before they broke up. So, logically, it made sense that she would dream about it.

 

Kagome bolted out of her bed and crossed to her to her vanity. She stared crossly at the image reflected back at her, leaning in to scold herself. “Get a grip, woman! Stop dreaming about him. He's gone, he's a jerk, and he doesn't mean anything to you! I mean, sure, he was amazing in bed and his lips could do unbelievably wonderful things but that doesn't mean you have to dream about it. So, stop. Let it go.” She swept her hands down slowly in a calming motion taking in a deep breath.

 

Turning from her mirror, Kagome straightened her posture and left to meet up with her family downstairs. Yes, that was it. She was sure she convinced herself that the topic was closed. He would flee from her mind. Surely…

 

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“You've got to be fucking kidding me!” he bellowed at his father in the hallway. “You arranged a marriage for me? What the hell is this, the feudal era? People don't do this nowadays, Dad.”

 

“Do not raise your voice at me, boy. I'm well aware that it's not conventional anymore, but if you want to see this family is taken care of well after I'm gone, you'll agree to marry the girl who is heir to the enterprise. Who knows, she might even be good for you. God knows you haven't dated anything with a heartbeat for five years,” the elder Taisho growled.

 

“Her? That pale, thin haired woman who seems to be a mute? No, thank you. I'd rather be a eunuch.”

 

“You're being childish, Inuyasha. You will act your age and accept the terms stated and marry Kikyo.” His father folded his mighty arms across his chest in a no-nonsense manner.

 

“You are treating like I am a fucking child, Dad! I will not be pushed into a marriage to a malnourished bitch that I've never even said two words to.”

 

“Inuyasha, you will marry her. You will take over the business once I retire, and you sure as hell will not argue about this once more with me. I will not yield,” a dangerous voice ordered.

Red lanced around the gold irises of Inuyasha's eyes. “You can push me around as much as you wish. I'm still not agreeing to this. And I will not yield.”

 

With that, Inuyasha grabbed his coat from the hall closet and started for the door. The look he left with Onigumo and Kikyo made the dining room grow cold. The door slammed, and Toga Taisho was left to clean up the mess his son had created.

 

Toga suppressed another growl as he turned to amend the situation. His wife, who had heard everything from her seat at the table, jumped up from her seat and caught his arm just before he was about to enter dining area.

 

“Wait, love. Maybe you're being a bit obstinate. Let's think about this from his perspective first, alright?” Izayoi whispered, her deep brown eyes pleaded with him.

 

Letting out an exasperated sigh, Toga nodded. “Fine. You and I will discuss the matter after I apologize to our guests.”

 

Izayoi smiled to herself as she watched her beloved husband walk back into the dining room and begin to offered words of apology to Onigumo and Kikyo. She knew that Inuyasha would never agree to this arranged marriage. She was just going to have to figure out a solution so brilliant and make Toga think he thought of it himself. That way he couldn't refuse!

 

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Slamming his foot against the gas pedal, Inuyasha sped from the winding driveway of his parents' mansion. “Goddammit!” he spat. “No way in hell is he telling me I'm marrying that bitch. I'm an adult; I can choose my own wife.”

 

He punched his fist into the dashboard. This wasn't what he wanted. He wanted… All of a sudden, a sharp pain shot through his chest.

 

NO! He couldn't think about her. She was out of the question. There wasn't anyway she'd take him back now, anyway. He had fucked that up big time. There wouldn't be a chance in hell.

 

He blinked his eyes. Then why the hell was he driving towards her apartment? He hadn't even realized he was about ten minutes away from her neighborhood. It was like some other force was taking over him. No matter how much logic he put into his reasons for resisting thinking about her, it seemed futile.

 

It was an unconscious pull. He no longer had control over his physical form. A dark voice was whispering in the back of his mind, stating his true desires. Feeling exhausted from arguing with his father, Inuyasha unhappily gave in.

 

These feelings kept getting stronger and it was even harder for Inuyasha to deny them. It was as if a savage part of his soul was silently telling him to go to her. It had been this way for five years, and it had steadily been becoming a dyer problem. Tonight, it seemed as though he had absolutely no control. This beast within him was calling all the shots.

 

He drove past the corner café where she worked. His eyes scoped inside to see if she was there laboring away at one of those espresso machines. Nothing. He didn't see her at all. A twinge of disappointed pulled at his stomach. Inuyasha's large hands gripped the steering wheel as he continued on. Only four more blocks until he reached her apartment building.

 

Visions of her crystal blue eyes drifted into his mind. They were like calming waters that enveloped his soul. Her voice was dulcet and sweet when she was happy, and full of vigor and spice when she was incensed. He felt the savage side of him relax as he envisioned her beauty and voice, letting all other thoughts and actions become reflexive as he approached her complex.

 

He parked, inwardly growling at himself once more. `Fine. One visit. If she isn't there, you are going home and not thinking about this again.' He crossed the sidewalk and ran up to her unit on the first floor.

 

Inuyasha brought his fist to knock on her door, cursing himself for acting on his stupid desires. A moment passed, and nobody came to the door. Feelings slightly disappointed, he turned from the door only to hear the lock unlatch and the door open slowly.

 

He turned back around quickly, meeting a cross expression on a face that certainly wasn't Kagome's. “Erm… Hi.”

 

“Inuyasha? What the hell are you doing here?” the short girl asked, planting her hands at her hips and staring harshly into his eyes. She looked familiar… Inuyasha was sure she worked with Kagome at the café. What was her name again?

 

“Uh—Karin, right? Is Kagome home?”

 

Karin frowned up at him, “Kagome? No. She's not home. Not that it really matters anyways, seeing how it's none of your business.”

 

Inuyasha sighed deeply trying to gather up what remained of his patience. “I was hoping I could talk to her. Will she be home soon?”

 

Karin snorted and poked her finger into his chest, “Listen here, you bastard. I don't know who you think you are, but the last time I checked you dumped poor Kagome five years ago and hadn't bothered to get in touch with her since. Am I correct?”

 

“That's not the—“ he began.

 

“And that would mean you really have no business with her after you broke her heart. So I really don't see why I should let you see her or talk to her at all.”

 

Inuyasha stilled himself for a moment before he bit her head off. “Please, Karin. I know I was an absolute asshole to Kagome. I'm not real good with words, so I know I hurt her really bad. But I am asking you nicely, may I please speak with her?”

 

Karin eyed him for what seemed like an eternity. She tapped her fingers against the curves of her hips. “What is it that you want to say to her?”

 

“That I am a total and utter asshole for what I've done. I just… I need to make sure she's alright, Karin.”

 

Nibbling her lower lip in thought, she replied, “She won't be home for a week, Taisho. Some of the other co-workers and I finally convinced her to take a vacation. So I don't need you going in and messing up what she desperately needs.”

 

“Vacation?” he felt what hope he had droop slightly.

 

“Yes, with her family.”

 

“Where did they go?”

 

Karin stayed silent, still eyeing him suspiciously. “If I tell you, what will you do? Go fuck her and then dump her again?”

 

Inuyasha winced at her accusation, “No. I just need to see that she's alright, Karin.”

 

Karin sighed in defeat, dropping her head to her chest. “If you promise on your soul you will not hurt her, I'll tell you.”

 

“I promise, Karin. I never break my promises.” His voice was a bit thick with emotion.

 

“She is at her family's cabin at the mountains. She left this afternoon, so she'd be there by now.”

 

A small smile curved Inuyasha's mouth. “Thank you, Karin.” He turned to go back to his car when her voice stopped him.

 

“Inuyasha, are you still in love with her?”

 

The look he gave before he took off towards his car told her all she needed to know.

 

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A/N: Woo, first lemon EVER. Let me know how I did! Reviews are such fun surprises! I love `em.