InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Blue ❯ Chapter 9 ( Chapter 9 )

Disclaimer: No I do NOT own Inuyasha…trust me I would be doing something with my life if I did…

 

A.N. I hope that you guys like it-and THIS IS NOT AN ALTERNATE UNIVERSE!!

 

 

Blue

 

 

Chapter 9: Forgotten Memories

 

 

WARNING: The following text contains some explicit content. You have been warned!

 

 

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Lips met hurriedly in a passionate frenzy. Bodies pressed tightly together in pure ecstasy. Callused hands roamed down smooth skin, grasping voluptuous hips before thrusting forward, earning a strangled moan from the female beneath him.

 

His hands glided up her sides, smoothing against curved waist and plump breasts before continuing their journey up out stretched arms. Hands tangled against hands, gripping tightly as hips thrust forward, being met half way in complete compliance.

 

He buried his face into her breast bone as he let a suppressed moan rip through his lips.

 

“Harder,” she whispered against his ear, sending shivers down his spine and into his soul.

 

He complied with her wishes, picking up his pace he drove his body harder against hers.

 

She moaned out in ecstasy, gripping their intertwined fingers more forcefully.

 

His name fell from her parted lips in an incomprehensible moan as he continued his motions.

 

His soul burst in happiness at knowing that it was his name being spilled through her lips.

 

He leaned down, capturing her open mouth with his, letting their tongues dance in passion as he slid his hands away from their joining to grip her hips tightly. She moaned into his mouth, bringing her hands to tangle in his hair, grasping soft ears and rubbing them sensuously.

 

Unable to contain himself he leaned down, burying his face into her shoulder and letting a throaty moan split through his moist lips.

 

“Harder,” she said more audibly.

 

He picked up his pace even more, feeling perspiration slide down his muscle-knotted back. It dripped down his body, seeping into curves and hills before landing on the mat below him. He felt her body become slick in heat as she wrapped her long legs around his waist, no longer able to meet him in his thrusts.

 

She held onto his hips tightly as she moaned loudly. She enfolded her arms around his neck and head, still fighting for a secure grip on his slick body.

 

He grasped her tightly behind the back, feeling himself coming close to his release.

 

Her moans grew louder as he continued to pick up his speed.

 

She mumbled incoherent declarations, feeling her mind losing all sanity in its passion-filled haze.

 

“Harder,” she said louder, moaning and panting as he picked up his force.

 

Souls danced together, interlacing and becoming one as flesh burned against flesh.

 

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Kagome bolted up in her bed, panting hard as she struggled to fill her deprived lungs of air. Sweat beaded down her face, dripping off her (jay)? and landing against the covers below. She raised a shaking hand, placing it over her erratically beating heart. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath, releasing it slowly.

 

Pulling her knees up Kagome wiped her brow with the back of her hand before leaning over and resting her head against her upraised knees.

 

Taking in a rhythm of short and deep breaths, Kagome finally managed to get her breathing under control.

 

Sitting in the dark with her head rested on bent knees, Kagome thought over the remnants of her dream.

 

`Why in the hell am I thinking about that now?' She thought to herself as her face scrunched up in confusion.

 

She was unable to contemplate her dream, though, for soon she heard the pitter-patter of feet making their way to her door.

 

Her door creaked open as the handle on it turned as quietly as possible.

 

Raising her head slightly from her knees, Kagome looked at the door humorously.

 

Sachiko timidly poked her head in, blushing in embarrassment as she noticed her mother staring at her, showing that she hadn't snuck in quietly enough.

 

Shuffling her feet, Sachiko looked down at the floor with her hands threaded together behind her back.

 

“Umm…Okaasan?...I…heard a noise and I…” Sachiko started apprehensively, her voice gradually dying out towards the end.

 

Chuckling Kagome scooted over in the bed, patting the now empty space with her hand.

 

Sachiko smiled brightly before rushing over to her mother and jumping into bed with her.

 

“Okaasan, do you have bad dreams like I do?” Sachiko questioned innocently, her head cocked to the side as her black hair tumbled over her shoulders, her ears twitching unconsciously to get the few strands in her tresses out.

 

Kagome looked at Sachiko's innocent face, turning hers away as thoughts from her dreams emerged.

 

“Uh…Yeah…bad dream…” Kagome mumbled with her head turned, trying hard to hide the blush creeping its way to her face.

 

The room was sunk into silence as Sachiko thought over what Kagome had said, looking at her covered legs thoughtfully.

 

“Okaasan?” Sachiko suddenly asked.

 

Kagome turned to her daughter.

 

“Yes what is it Sachiko?” she asked her, wondering what it was the little girl wanted.

 

“Okaasan, why don't I have a daddy?”

 

Kagome froze at the question, knowing that it would be asked eventually. Her blood froze as thoughts, memories, and fleeting emotions spread through her body.

 

All of which were unwanted.

 

Swallowing the sudden lump in her throat Kagome stared at Sachiko, wondering what she could do to redirect the direction this conversation was going.

 

“What makes you ask that?” she asked Sachiko, trying to act as if she didn't know what the little girl was asking her.

 

Sachiko sighed before clasping both her hands together and resting them on her covered legs.

 

“Well,” she started, looking up at the ceiling as she spoke, “I was with Uncle Ron and we were watching TV. There was a family on and they all had a mommy and daddy. Okaasan, why don't I have a Daddy?” Sachiko asked innocently, causing Kagome's heart to twist in her chest.

 

“Sachiko, some people just don't have Daddy's.” Kagome tried to explain, feeling her heart squeeze at knowing that she was lying so horribly to the little girl.

 

`Maybe one day,' Kagome told herself, `Maybe one day I'll tell her the real truth. But not now, never now.'

 

Sachiko grew silent at her mother's explanation, and Kagome somehow felt that Sachiko didn't fully believe her.

 

“Sachiko, I will always love you,” Kagome told her, rubbing her delicate ears softly, watching as the troubled look on her face melted to one of content. A soft purr was emitted from the child, telling Kagome all she needed to know.

 

Smiling, Kagome scooped the child into her arms, letting her rest comfortably against her chest as she laid her body down against the bed.

 

She ran her fingers in the girl's hair, weaving them in and out of the black silk.

 

“I know,” Sachiko mumbled against her mother's chest.

 

Kagome raised her head as much as she could without disturbing the child.

 

“I know that you love me, and I love you too, Okaasan,” Sachiko said, raising her head a bit so that she could look her mother in the eye.

 

Kagome smiled a genuine smile, happy at the knowledge that at least one person in the whole world truly did love her.

 

Still stroking Sachiko's hair, Kagome pushed herself up to peck the child on the forehead before falling back against the bed and rubbing soothing circles on her back.

 

“Get some sleep, Sachiko,” Kagome told her, the smile never leaving her face as her daughter slipped into the world of sleep, followed shortly after by her mother.

 

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Inuyasha woke up groggily the next morning, finding his head buzzing for some strange reason.

 

Sitting up in bed he rubbed his face with his hands, making his way to the bathroom conjoined with his room. He thought over the night's dream, feeling a blush rise on his cheeks. That was, by far, one of the most vivid dreams he had ever experienced.

 

`But then again,' He reminded himself, `It wasn't exactly just a dream.'

 

Sighing, Inuyasha pulled the faucet to his sink. He watched, yet not saw, the water pour from the silver nozzle, remembering a time when all of these strange things had been alien to him.

 

Inuyasha cupped his hands under the warm water, letting them fill and splashing it quickly on his face before it slipped through the cracks in his hand cup.

 

Pebbles of water washed down his face as he stared at his reflection in the mirror listlessly.

 

He grabbed a hand towel, dabbing it over his face quickly before making his way back into his room to slip on some cloths.

 

Once done he walked out of his room and into the hallway, making his way to the dining area.

 

Inuyasha sat at one of the chairs at the dinning room table, letting a satisfied smile light his face at the smell of eggs and freshly cooked bacon reaching his nose. He felt his patience wear, though, as Akina pranced around him, humming a tune he could only guess was one of `Blue's' songs.

 

“Good morning Uncle Inu!” Akina said cheerfully, pecking her Uncle on the cheek for good measure.

 

“Keh!” Inuyasha huffed, crossing his arms over his chest as he pondered over why Akina was so damn cheerful at the moment.

 

“Damnit!” Inuyasha exclaimed, causing Akina to look over at him, the smile never leaving her face.

 

“Why the hell are you so damn giddy?!” he asked accusingly, pointing a finger at the still smiling Akina.

 

Akina squealed as she threw her hands in the air. Jumping around hysterically at something she thought was great.

 

“Oh Uncle Inu!!” She yelled.

 

“She's coming! Blue's coming this Saturday and I can't wait!” Akina squealed loudly, making Inuyasha flatten his ears angrily at the glass shattering sound.

 

“Damnit.” He cursed under his breath, wondering what he did to deserve going to some stupid concert with his brother's children.

 

Akina suddenly stopped all she was doing, all happiness gone from her face.

 

She slammed her hands down angrily on the table, making it jump and causing the dishes to cling against each other.

 

She brought her face dangerously close to Inuyasha's, her eyes glowing in a fierce fury.

 

“What did you say?” She asked slowly, grinding the words out of clenched teeth.

 

Inuyasha gulped, wondering momentarily what Sesshomaru was teaching his children before he was brought back to reality with a furious Akina staring down at him.

 

“I said `Damnit'.” Inuyasha mumbled, almost afraid of what Akina would do to him.

 

Grabbing his forelocks angrily, Akina yanked hard. Inuyasha froze, painful memories of the past coming on him in a tidal wave of emotions.

 

Akina yelled at Inuyasha, he heard none though as he grabbed her wrists, prying them off his hair.

 

Akina froze, wondering what was wrong with her uncle. Her words fell off as she stared at his suddenly cold face.

 

“If you would excuse me,” Inuyasha said emotionlessly, standing up from his spot when Akina stood back.

 

“Uncle Inu?” Akina asked timidly, her previous anger forgotten from the look of her uncle's face.

 

“I'm sorry, Akina, but I no longer feel the need to eat.” Inuyasha said, turning his back to the teenage hanyou and walking out of the dinning room.

 

A heavy silence filtered through the room in Inuyasha's exit.

 

Akina slumped her shoulders, throwing herself dejectedly in the seat her uncle had just vacated.

 

“Uncle Inu,” she whispered to the nothings in the room, “why do you do that? Why do you shut yourself out from the world?”

 

Silence was Akina's only answer.

 

“Why do you do that?”

 

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A.N. Okay okay, I know that this chapter was still quite short, but I needed to get this out so that I can move on to more important things. *cough* concert! *cough* Yes that is right! The concert should be posted in the after the next chapter! (That is a promise) That also means that the next chapter will be really long. That's also a promise. So yes, tell me what you think!! I love hearing what you have to say!! Review! Hurray!!