InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Corporate Deception: Fate of Her Land ❯ Definition of "Good" ( Chapter 11 )

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Corporate Deception: Fate of Her Land
Chapter 10.5: Definition of “Good”
By: Trusuprise

Disclaimer: Inuyasha and all affiliated characters belong to Takahashi Rumiko. The views expressed herein are solely those of TruSuprise.
Additional Disclaimer: This story is rated R and is intended for mature audiences. This chapter contains lemon content. If you disapprove of such materials, please stop reading.





Kagome held her breath. Something wet and vaguely slimy danced across her neck, waking her from the depths of sleep. Shrugging the sensation off, the young woman allowed herself to fall back into her dreams. As the comfort of slumber gripped her hazy mind, Kagome suddenly felt it again. Something hot and wet on her neck. Her eyes shot open in shock, her shoulders lifting off the bed as she momentarily forgot where she was. She was immediately supplied with her answer.

:Kagome safe. In bed with mate. Where she belongs.:

The words were less like a voice and more like information being poured into her brain. Somehow, Kagome knew it was Inuyasha. More specifically, it was his aura and his soul, his rawest, basest emotions communicating to her.

In the haze between dreams and reality, Kagome realized that she was in bed with Inuyasha, and that his aura was telling her to relax. She stifled a giggle as her shoulder twitched from the creeping sensation of her new mate’s tongue gliding across the sensitive skin of her neck.

Slowly, Kagome sunk back to the bed. She was relieved to find that, in the wake of their mating, there was no awkwardness or feelings of regret, only a content joy that each other had found their chosen. The happiness that Inuyasha felt radiated off of his aura, and Kagome’s own responded in like fashion.

“I think… I think your aura spoke to me.” Kagome said sleepily.

Inuyasha’s ears twitched in surprise, though he proceeded to nibble on her neck. “Soul-voice.” He said casually. “It’s a side effect of a youkai mating, though humans can’t usually hear it. With your miko strength though, I’m not surprised you can… Did you like what it had to say?”

Kagome grinned and wiped the sleep from her eyes. She concentrated on her aura to try to figure out how to use her soul to communicate the way Inuyasha had. She focused on her raw emotions, tapping into how deeply she felt for Inuyasha.

:Loved it. Love you. Want more.: She returned.

Both of Inuyasha’s eyebrows rose high on his forehead. Not only had his human mate figured out how to participate in a second youkai custom in as many days, but also, he had really liked her answer to his question.

“More?” He asked, a grin pulling at his lips, a fang poking out. “You’re as bad as I am.” He growled, trailing a set of claws over Kagome’s bare rib cage, the two of them still naked from their initial mating.

Kagome rolled her eyes. “I wasn’t referring to that.” She scolded.

Inuyasha chuckled. “Say what you will. Your aura doesn’t lie and neither does your body.” He moved his nose to the nape of Kagome’s neck and drew in a deep breath for emphasis as he bathed in the scent of her obvious arousal.

Kagome blushed in defeat. “You’ve got such a dirty mind.”

“But you know what they say, great minds think alike…” Inuyasha teased, turning his sensual ministrations into playful ones as he tickled his mate’s ribcage.

Kagome snorted as she tried to act stoic and hold back her laughter. She fought the good fight, but it wasn’t long before gasping, high-pitched squeals escaped her pursed lips. Kagome tried to fight back, but every time her fingers so much as glanced his muscular sides, Inuyasha’s hands would dart out to grab her own. Their bodies thrashed around the bed and their laughter and snorts echoed off the bedroom walls. The couple rolled across the expansive king size bed, but even that wasn’t large enough to contain them. Their bodies wrapped in a white sheet, the Inu-Hanyou and his mate rolled off the bed and hit the floor.

Inuyasha saw the tumble coming and twisted to take the brunt of the fall, laughing as Kagome landed on top of him, never missing a beat as he continued to mercilessly tickle her. Finally, knowing he was abusing his hanyou strength and speed, Inuyasha let up on his gasping mate.

Kagome sighed in relief as she rolled off of Inuyasha to lay on the floor, her heartbeat racing as she caught her breath. Her mate untangled their bodies from the sheet that had wrapped itself around them and then joined her on the floor, resting his head on her bare, smooth stomach and curling his body to face hers. The plush, cream-colored carpet shielded their bodies from the cold hardwood as Kagome gazed in wonder at the amazing man who had become her mate. Inuyasha was so different once she had gotten behind his emotional walls. Soft, kind, attentive. He was perfect. Kagome smiled as she wiped the sheen of sweat off her forehead from their struggle.

Inuyasha looked into her chocolate eyes and murmured, “Why don’t we get cleaned up? I’m sure we could both use a shower.” When Kagome nodded at him enthusiastically, Inuyasha rose up on all fours and planted a light kiss on her forehead. “I’ll go get the water ready.” He informed her before rushing off to provide for his mate.

Inuyasha took his time adjusting the two showerheads to make sure the water was the perfect temperature before rushing to gather towels and shampoos. Just as he was about to return to the bedroom to get Kagome, he froze. She was already standing in the doorway of the bathroom, walking towards him slowly.

It was obvious the Kagome was admiring Inuyasha’s naked body, a favor the Inu-Hanyou eagerly returned as Kagome’s own naked form came into full view. He watched appreciatively as his mate’s hips swayed, her long hair spilling down her shoulders like silk as she sauntered over to him. That this wondrous woman who had changed him so much was his still shocked Inuyasha. The Inu-Hanyou couldn’t help but ask himself what he had done to deserve her. Loving, proud, strong, and yet delicate. She was perfect, and she was his.

“Shower’s ready.” He whispered hoarsely.

Kagome’s response was to grab his wrist and pull him into the large, marble shower stall with her. Inuyasha could only smile. He had wanted to bathe with Kagome since they had first begun their physical relationship, and now, he was getting his chance at her invitation.

The dual showerheads served their purpose, keeping each of them warm as they bathed each other. Inuyasha took great pleasure in watching the suds trail down Kagome’s curves as he painstakingly lathered each part of her body. Not letting an inch of skin go untouched, Inuyasha took great care to massage her sore muscles along the way. Likewise, Kagome relished in doing the same to her mate, running her hands across Inuyasha’s tight muscles and angular frame. When she went to tend to his manhood, she was unsurprised to feel its hardness waiting for her.

Kagome only smiled as Inuyasha flinched as she palmed his erection, and she let out a blissful sigh as her mate suddenly attacked her in response. Inuyasha pressed her to the shower wall as his fangs ravished her throat and his claws raked across her rib cage. His golden eyes heatedly peered into Kagome’s own, his longing showing clearly in his pools of molten gold.

:Want mate. Now.: Kagome urged.

This time, there was no pretense to their mating, only simple, needy, wanting. Inuyasha parted Kagome’s legs, pinned Kagome’s arched back to wall of the cold marble shower and slid into her warmth. The hot water pelted them and rolled down their bodies as Inuyasha thrust into Kagome’s depths. Soon, the bathroom was filled with the passion filled sounds of moans and grunts.

Feeling Kagome’s feet sliding on the slippery marble beneath her, Inuyasha wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her up while keeping her back against the wall. In response, Kagome wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him into her even deeper. The precarious new position momentarily worried Kagome, but as she felt the wiry strength in Inuyasha’s undeniably muscular arms, she relaxed and concentrated on the intense pleasure her mate was giving her. As she nibbled his jawbone, he ran his fangs across his mark on her collarbone.

Kagome’s head tipped back, her wet hair plastered against her head as she felt her orgasm growing close. Her breath came in heady gasps as Inuyasha’s speed increased, the sounds of their wet coupling reverberating against the marble walls.

Kagome reached out with her aura. :Mate! Can’t hold…:

:Cum for mate.: Inuyasha commanded as he nipped at his mark on her collarbone.

Inuyasha redoubled his efforts, pounding into her harder, faster, causing Kagome to lose control. A raspy, broken moan of pleasure escaped her lips with each thrust Inuyasha delivered. As soon as she came down from her high, her mate was right behind her, and she felt him spill his seed into her, hotter than the water that beat down on them as he filled her one last time.

Slowly, Kagome’s body slid down the wall as Inuyasha released his hold on her, setting her down lightly and making sure her feet supported her firmly before loosening his grip. Kagome looked up to her silver haired Inu-Hanyou shyly as the hot water streamed all around them.

As opposed to their initial coupling where sleep had claimed them soon afterwards, there was no distraction to keep Inuyasha or Kagome from allowing the huge changes that their mating had caused to become awkward or uncomfortable. Kagome worried that somehow, for some reason, Inuyasha might have doubted his desire to be with her forever, and had possibly wanted her only for the foreplay and sex. Kagome’s blush deepened as she searched for the right words to express her worries.

Inuyasha threw his arms around Kagome and pulled her to him, holding her head to his chest as he leaned to her ear. “I love you.” He whispered, giving her all the affirmation she needed.

Kagome smiled, turning her head to look at him. “I love you too.” She finally replied quietly, still getting used to the way the foreign word felt on her tongue.

:Is mate happy?: Inuyasha asked, his searching eyes imploring.

Kagome noted the worry that clearly shone in Inuyasha’s amber eyes. How could she have ever doubted him? :Mate very happy.: She replied. But slowly, the smile slid from her face and the emotion her aura radiated darkened. :But scared.: She added.

To Kagome, after the exciting night and morning spent with her new mate, it had felt like the nightmare of fighting for their lives at the hands of Naraku’s assassins had taken place months or even years ago. Yet the harsh reality was that it had happened only the night before. Kagome grudgingly realized that even though she and Inuyasha had become one through the youkai mating ritual and her life had taken a turn for the better, the task of getting her land back and eliminating the ever looming threat that Naraku represented was still at hand. It was bad enough that the evil hanyou and his ancestors had manipulated both the Inu clan and the Higurashi family through the centuries, but there was no forgetting that she and her brother had almost been killed under Naraku’s orders. Even Kagome’s good-natured spirit agreed that such a trespass was unforgivable, and that a final confrontation was ultimately unavoidable.

Inuyasha reached out with his aura to soothe Kagome’s fears, instantly understanding her worries as his arms pulled her closer. “We’ll figure out what to do about Naraku, Kagome. I promise. But for now, you’re safe.” He insisted. “Nothing can hurt us here. Naraku wouldn’t attack the Inu clan in their own ancestral home, not with our entire pack here to protect you.”

:Mate protected.: He reiterated with his soul-voice.

Kagome smiled as she felt tears welling behind her eyes. Her mate, her pack, so much had changed since Inuyasha had grumpily walked into her life. She had so much to thank him for. The young miko was about to tell him just that when her stomach growled violently. She blushed in response.

Inuyasha laughed loudly, his voice echoing in the expansive bathroom. He reached out and turned the water off. “Come on. Lets get some breakfast.”

* * *

“Rin-chan, can you please pass the sugar?” Sango kindly asked the young Taisho girl.

Miroku scrambled to the rescue. After all, if he stretched his arm to its maximum length and reached over Rin, the sugar technically was closer to him. Reaching over a mammoth stack of French toast, Miroku secured the bowl of sugar before Rin could grab it, smiling sweetly at the young girl. He then turned his bright smile to the taiji-ya. “I have all the sugar you need right here, Sango-sama.”

Sango glared coldly at the houshi for his thinly veiled innuendo. Though it was almost noon, they had all woken up only a short time ago and gathered for breakfast, the exhaustion of the night before still clearly etched on their faces. Still, Sango was too tired to deal with Miroku’s lecherous ways. She slowly cocked her arm behind her, preparing to deliver a devastating slap.

Sango jerkily stopped her arm right before she let it fly when Sesshomaru’s fork suddenly dropped and clattered loudly on his plate. The entranced Western Lord eerily stared ahead vacantly. Shippou eyed his adopted uncle in alert when the menacing youkai’s nose began sniffing the air. Whatever Sesshomaru had detected, it was obvious that now Shippou had as well, and the kit’s face contorted into an expression of confusion.

“Sesshomaru-papa? Shippou-chan?” Rin asked worriedly as Sango and Miroku exchanged curious yet cautious glances.

When the dining room doors suddenly swung open, revealing Kagome and Inuyasha, the jaws of all present dropped. Miroku’s hand that held the coveted bowl of sugar lost its grip, allowing the heavy ceramic bowl to hit the ancient table and causing the white substance to spill out in a wave. The fork in Sango’s hand dropped onto her syrup covered plate and the sticky fluid splattered onto her pastel colored t-shirt. Rin and Shippou glared slack jawed as Sesshomaru simply stared.

Inuyasha and Kagome were holding hands, which, in and of itself was a miracle, but there was something more. Miroku would have said they glowed, each of them radiating a sense of happiness and release that he had never sensed from either of them. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to realize what had happened between the two. A grin pulled at Miroku’s lips as he once more fought the urge to exclaim, ‘You go, dawg!’ to his best friend.

Sesshomaru eyed the two. He had known what had transpired between Inuyasha and Kagome before he had even seen what Miroku would have referred to as a ‘glow’. Earlier that morning, he had smelled the change from the other wing of the house, the scent of both his brother and the one that was now Inuyasha’s bitch. Gone were their two individual scents. Now both of their essences mingled with each other. The mark that his brother had left on Kagome was partially hidden beneath the large t-shirt she wore, but as a youkai, Sesshomaru could sense its existence.

The atmosphere in the dining room was like two unbalanced rival teams before a coin toss, the members of each side staring tensely and silently, each waiting for the other to make the first move. Slight blushes colored Kagome and Inuyasha’s faces as their friends eyed them patiently, though no one knew who deserved the first words.

Shippou eyed the couple strangely, sensing something amiss while his cousin Rin stared at her uncle and Kagome with stars in her eyes. A sly grin pulled at Miroku’s lips, and Inuyasha knew that the houshi was holding himself back from saying something that the Inu-Hanyou probably wouldn’t like. Sango caught Kagome’s embarrassed gaze and gave her a warm smile, her eyes telling the other woman that they had much to catch up on as soon as possible.

It was the Lord of the Western Lands who finally broke the stalemate. He shifted his eyes to measure up Kagome for a long moment. The young woman instantly began to fidget under Sesshomaru’s piercingly intense, yet not wholly unfriendly gaze.

“Welcome to the Taisho pack.” Sesshomaru finally said gruffly.

As the members of the room burst into laughter, excitement, and rapid-fire questions, Inuyasha pulled Kagome closer to him and sighed audibly, as though a great weight had been taken off his shoulders. Not that he needed his brother’s approval on who he’d decide to spend the rest of his life with, but he was glad that they were all happy for him.

Shippou hopped out of his seat and ran to the new couple, launching himself into Kagome’s arms. Inuyasha growled at him, but Kagome held him close, chuckling at the little kit. The Kitsune-Youkai suddenly wrinkled his nose. “Why does Kagome-san smell like Inuyasha-jiichan?” He asked, obviously disgusted.

Inuyasha clocked his adopted son on the head, a vein straining at his temple as he barked at the young boy. “Look, here you little brat-“

“Shippou…” Sesshomaru began, silencing his irate half brother. “I believe you should be referring to Kagome as Kagome-okasan.” He corrected the young boy.

Kagome burned bright red and looked at Inuyasha, alarmed. The Inu-Hanyou gave her a shocked look, apparently surprised himself. Inuyasha knew that the mating process was similar to being married, but it hadn’t dawned on him until just then that it only made sense that his mate inherit not only his wealth and his land, but his family as well.

Shippou looked up to Kagome with stars of hope shining in his eyes. Kagome looked down at the little red haired Kitsune-Youkai and smiled sweetly in response. How could she refuse the little kit when he was not only Inuyasha’s adopted son, but also so damn cute? “Would… would you like for me to be your mother, Shippou-chan?” She asked quietly, her voice only heard by the boy’s, Inuyasha’s and of course, Sesshomaru’s radar-like ears.

The young kit sniffled loudly, fat, wet tears suddenly hanging in the corners of his eyes. He glanced at Inuyasha, searching for his approval. The stern, yet happy and somehow fulfilled look on his father’s face told him all he needed to know. The kit had been given the gift of a mother. Shippou shyly nodded his consent to Kagome and felt the same fulfilled sensation that his father’s aura radiated. He finally had a mother and a complete family again.

Happily observing his newly completed family inside their larger pack structure, Inuyasha slung his arm around his adopted son and his new mate.

In the warm silence, Rin fidgeted in her chair. “Kagome-obasan?” She began, but was swiftly silenced by a cold stare from the young woman. If looks could have killed, Rin would have been lifeless on the spot.

Seeing the shocked teen scared by her deadly expression, Kagome suddenly broke into a wide smile. “Rin-chan, please. I’ll happily be your aunt, but only if you don’t call me an old woman.”

Knowing it would be disrespectful to call an older pack female anything other than her title, Rin looked to her father for approval.

Sesshomaru nodded. “Though she is still your aunt, you may refer to her as you would Sango, as a pack sister.”

Rin smiled almost as brightly as Kagome. “Kagome-neechan.” She said happily.

The rest of her new family, no, pack, Kagome corrected herself, chuckled. Shippou then looked up at Kagome and Inuyasha, his mother and father respectively, his bright green eyes sparkling. “I’m glad Kagome-okasan is my mother now, but why did that change?” He asked innocently.

The adults around the table swallowed audibly as the proud ‘parents’ blushed brightly. ”Well, you see… when two people love each other…” Inuyasha stammered. “Keh!”

Miroku could no longer take the torture, after all, he was the one best equipped to handle such a situation. He cleared his throat audibly. “You see, Shippou, when you get older-“

Sesshomaru coughed loudly, silencing the perverted monk before he could damage the innocent little boy’s head. The last thing the Western Lord needed was a perverted pre-pubescent Kitsune-Youkai to deal with. “Shippou. I believe we’ll have to discuss the birds and the bees some other time.” He said authoritatively.

“The birds and the bees?” Shippou asked, clearly not understanding the reference. “What do they have to do with Kagome-okasan and Inuyasha-jiichan?”

Miroku could no longer stifle his amusement, and muffled chuckles soon escaped his mouth. His laughter became contagious as Sango and Rin joined in, followed closely by Inuyasha and Kagome. Even Sesshomaru cracked a smile. “Your father will explain it to you later.” He told the young kit.

Shippou sighed, but took the cue to drop the conversation. He scurried out of his new mother’s grasp and took his seat back at the table, digging into another piece of French toast. The new couple took the seats that had been saved for them, Inuyasha at the head opposite Sesshomaru, and Kagome to his right.

As the Inu-Hanyou loaded his plate with breakfast meats, one hand under the table resting on Kagome’s thigh, he suddenly paused and his nose began to frantically twitch. His heart skipped a beat as he recognized the source of the scent, instantly placing it as one that belonged to Naraku’s clan. Finally, his nose identified the scent’s unique undertone that lurked beneath the stench that he knew belonged to his greatest enemy and threat. It was Kagura, and she was somewhere in the mansion.

Inuyasha’s abrupt, demanding question caught Kagome off guard and she almost choked on a grape. “Sesshomaru, Kagura-”

“Yes. Kagura is in my wing of the mansion.” Sesshomaru said easily, trying to calm his brother so as not to worry the others. “This Sesshomaru saved her from Naraku’s rage last night. I knew he would have killed her, so I brought her back here. She is still recovering from her injuries.”

The Western Lord’s pack turned their attention to him. This was the first they’d heard of why he hadn’t returned with them the night before. As the questions came in, Sesshomaru answered them in turn, explaining why Kagura had betrayed Naraku, why she had helped them in the first place, and even the barest hints of what had caused he and the wind youkai to break up a year ago in an effort to help them to fully understand the situation. Normally, Sesshomaru was not one for words and explanations, especially those regarding himself, but each piece of information he doled out was critical to the understanding of their overall struggle with Naraku.

“Is Kagura going to be all right?” Kagome asked worriedly. After all, in many ways, she knew she owed her life in part to the wind youkai.

It pleased Sesshomaru that his brother’s woman was concerned for his own potential mate. “Her physical wounds are nearly healed, but her mental wounds have a long way to go.” He admitted.

“What’s she so upset about anyway?” Inuyasha asked roughly.

Sesshomaru glared at him unhappily. “Both she and her sister were held in a type of slavery by Naraku for the past three years.”

“Her sister? Is she the white haired girl Kagura-san was protecting?” Kagome asked inquisitively.

“Yeah, I think her name is Kanna.” Inuyasha answered her.

“Kanna, huh? I think Souta may have been seeing her for awhile.” Kagome said.

Sesshomaru took note of the new development, yet another complication in the tangled web weaved between the three families of Higurashi, Taisho, and Naraku. “Where is your brother now, Kagome?” He inquired, wanting to make sure the boy was safe.

The young woman blushed slightly. Since Inuyasha had carried her to his room the night before, this was the first time she’d been out of her new mate’s bed. She honestly had no idea where Souta was, and now she suddenly began to worry.

“He’s still in his room in the guest wing.” Rin supplied quietly, not quite meeting the gazes of the adults at the table. “I stopped by his room to see if he’d like to join us for breakfast, but he asked to be left alone.”

Kagome sighed quietly. It was obvious that her brother was in pain, and she knew she needed to be there for him. “Please excuse me.” She said as she stood to leave the table.

“I’ll go with you.” Inuyasha said through a mouth full of bacon, standing to join her.

Kagome smiled sweetly at him. “It’s okay, Inuyasha. I should go alone.”

The Inu-Hanyou snorted, offended. His bitch shouldn’t go anywhere alone now that they were mated and he didn’t want to let her out of his sight now that she was his. But those tender thoughts weren’t what came out of his mouth.

“Keh! You can’t find your way out of a wet paper bag, what makes you think you can find Souta’s room?” He barked instead.

“Excuse me, Inuyasha?” Kagome exclaimed. “I happen to have a very good sense of direction. I think you’d better take that back!”

“I think not, little girl!” He retorted.

Those around the table inwardly groaned. The Inu-Hanyou and the miko may have mated, but Inuyasha was still a callous jerk, and Kagome was still as argumentative as ever. They rolled their eyes as the two continued to sling insults and snap at each other while Inuyasha followed Kagome on her way out of the dining room.

* * *

“Oh yeah? Well your nostrils flare when you sniff!” Kagome retorted.

Despite their mating, old habits died hard and the two were pulling every insult out of their angry heads that they could use to pick on the other. Neither paused in their argument as Inuyasha led her to the guest wing.

“Keh!” Inuyasha exclaimed as though he didn’t care what she thought about him. “Well your bangs are longer on one side than they are on the other!”

Kagome seethed. She’d been meaning to cut those for a while now. She almost ran into the Inu-Hanyou’s body when he stopped abruptly. “This is the room.” He mumbled.

Kagome stepped up to the door and prepared to knock, but glanced over to Inuyasha first for moral support. Though they had bickered with each other for ten minutes straight, it was all good-natured and they both knew it. Sure, it might be childish to tease the one you really loved, but they found that it worked for them. After all, it had been their heated bickering that had pulled them together in the first place.

Kagome chuckled when she glanced at Inuyasha. His back was turned to her, but she could tell he was sniffing and feeling his nose, trying to see if her insult had been true. He noticed she was watching him and instantly blushed, preparing to defend himself. Kagome smiled and let it go. This time.

Inuyasha’s defensive expression slipped from his face and was replaced with one of seriousness. “Kagome, there’s something you should know before you talk to Souta.” Inuyasha said, all joking instantly gone from his voice. Kagome’s confused expression spurred him forward. “You mentioned to me earlier that before I got there last night, you saw a strange mirror on the floor of Souta’s room. That’s Kanna’s weapon. She’s a void youkai, and she uses it to suck a person’s soul from their body. It instantly kills them.”

Kagome gasped. “Then she really was trying to…”

“I don’t have the answers, but since Naraku ordered the death of both you and Souta, I’m pretty sure that was her intent, whether she wanted to do it or not. Kagura told me that Naraku had been using Kanna’s life as his collateral to keep Kagura around, so I’d only guess that creep would do something similar to Kanna in return to keep her motivated.” He told her, resting a large, clawed hand on Kagome’s shoulder as she digested the serious information.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to come with you?” Inuyasha asked again. When Kagome nodded at him confidently, he continued. “Then I’ll be right here waiting for you.” He said, closing the space between them to press a warm, lingering kiss to her lips.

Kagome had to remind herself that she had a goal to accomplish, and she had to force herself to pull away from Inuyasha’s tender embrace. “I’ll be right back.” She said breathlessly before making herself step away from him to approach her brother’s door.

Kagome knocked tentatively on the door. “Souta-chan?” She called quietly. After waiting thirty seconds with no response, she tried again, this time knocking louder. “Souta, it’s me, Kagome.” When she still got no answer to her concerned call, she shot Inuyasha a worried glance.

Inuyasha shrugged in annoyance. The Inu-Hanyou reasoned that sometimes, you just can’t give a person a choice in the matter, and he marched to the door much to Kagome’s surprise. He didn’t even bother knocking as he put his clawed fingers around the doorknob and turned it. The door now open, he pushed his mate inside and shut the door behind her.

Getting over the initial shock of being literally thrust into the situation, Kagome’s eyes adjusted to the dim lighting in the room, the drawn curtains and the rainy day outside keeping the room dark. Seeing a Souta shaped blob under the covers of the bed, she tentatively approached him and sat down next to him. “Hey, kid.” She said, resting her hand on his side, his back facing her.

The young man responded by pulling the comforter further over his head.

Kagome sighed. “I understand if you don’t want to talk about it right now, but you know I’m here for you when you need to talk.” Still not getting a response from him, Kagome rose and headed for the door. Souta obviously needed his space right now and she didn’t want to push him if he wasn’t ready to talk.

Hearing his sister turn the doorknob, Souta finally reached out. “Nee-chan, wait…”

Kagome turned, looking back at her younger brother. He looked like he hadn’t slept all night, dark circles creating black halos around his droopy brown eyes. Souta looked like she had days ago when Inuyasha had initially rejected her. Kagome didn’t fully understand the situation her brother faced, but she could certainly understand his pain.

“I’m still trying to figure out what happened last night.” He admitted, breaking eye contact with his sister. “I just need some time to think things through.”

Kagome nodded. “If it helps any, from what I understand, she didn’t want to do it, Souta-chan. She was being forced, the life of her sister was being used as collateral.”

A sign of life finally shone through Souta’s dark eyes, though he still didn’t so much as lift his head. “Was that the black haired woman who stopped Kanna?” He asked.

“Yes, her name is Kagura-san.” Kagome replied. “Naraku tried to kill us, Souta. It was Kagura-san that contacted Inuyasha to help her stop his assassins.”

“I know Kanna was trying to kill me.” Souta said sadly, his voice barely a whisper as he recalled Kagura’s words to him the night before.

“Souta-chan… Listen, perhaps you can talk to Kagura-san yourself, she’s here in the Western Mansion.” Kagome began.

“What is she here for?” Souta asked despondently.

Kagome’s eyes met the floor, angry at the very thought. “When Naraku learned that you and I had escaped his plot, he tried to kill Kagura-san for revenge.”

A spark of Souta’s caring personality and integrity shown through his despondence and he used what little amount of strength he had to sit up. If Naraku was using Kagura as collateral to control Kanna, didn’t that put Kanna in danger now that Kagura was no longer around? “Is Kagura-san okay?”

”She was injured and is still recovering. That’s all I know.” Kagome informed her brother.

Souta nodded. He was sure this Kagura was as, if not more, devastated than he himself was. After all, his girlfriend may have betrayed him, but Kagura’s pain for her enslaved sister had to be even deeper than the devastation he felt. He wanted to speak with Kagura, but realized he would have to give it time before he could bring himself to face her. Besides, Souta reasoned, she was likely as emotionally drained as he was. He lay back down breathlessly. “Thanks, Kagome-neechan.”

“You know I’m here for you, Souta-chan. Both of us are.” Kagome said, smiling at him.

“You and Inu-no-niichan, you mean?” Souta asked, a ghost of a smile on his face.

“Yes, Inuyasha and I.” Kagome admitted, grinning at him

“I’m happy for you, neechan.” Souta said, translating her unspoken message, though his sad smile belied his words.

Kagome’s grin slipped as she realized that though she had much to rejoice for, her brother’s heart was in ruins. While she had gained a life long mate, Souta’s life had almost been taken at the hands of the woman he loved. “Souta, I’m…”

“I’m fine, neechan, quit bothering me already.” Souta said, shrugging her off. “I’m going back to sleep.”

Kagome nodded and returned to the door, cracking it open. She paused and turned back to him momentarily. “Souta-chan?”

“Hmm?” He responded, already drifting off.

“I love you.” She said.

“Love you too, neechan.” Souta replied.

As Kagome exited her brother’s room, his depression heavy on her shoulders, Inuyasha’s arms collected her into a warm embrace, pulling her into his chest tightly. Not for the first time, Kagome was amazed at how such a gruff, misunderstood Inu-Hanyou could be so gentle and sensitive. She reveled in the fact that she was the only one to have the honor of knowing the real Inuyasha.

Kagome allowed herself to be selfish and forget about both her own worries as well as her brother’s as Inuyasha’s hot breath danced across her neck. When he raked his canines across her tender skin, she felt the spot on her neck where her mate had marked her tingle, and she allowed her mind to let go completely as she collapsed into his attentive embrace.

* * *

“Are you sure you don’t want to come with us, Sesshomaru-sama?” Miroku asked.

“Keh! I don’t want any of you coming, let alone that grump.” Inuyasha mumbled, crossing his arms over his chest grumpily. “I said I had to make a supply run and get Kagome and Souta some clothes, not take the whole pack out on a shopping trip.”

Sesshomaru glared at his younger brother. “Aside from going to school, the children need to get out of the house. This is to include your mate. It’s been three entire days already and if the two of you spend any more time in your bed you’ll both forget how to walk.”

Sango and Miroku chuckled as Kagome and Inuyasha blushed madly at their alpha’s blunt comment. Not that it wasn’t true of course, but what else had there been to do since Naraku had tried to assassinate her and Souta? Of course, the elders of the pack, Kagome and Inuyasha especially, had wanted swift revenge, but Sesshomaru had decided it was too early for confrontation yet, and Kagome and Kagura had yet to fully recover from the last battle. Therefore, all plans of seeking their revenge had been put on hold. In the meantime, it had been three days since Kagome and Souta had been left without a home or any of their personal items, and so a shopping trip was definitely in order.

“Besides,” Sesshomaru continued, “As long as you and Kagome disguise yourselves, there should be no risk involved in getting trailed by the police. This Sesshomaru will stay here. I have business to attend to and I do not wish to leave Kagura alone.”

Inuyasha cursed the evil hanyou Naraku. If it hadn’t been for the Southern Lord framing Inuyasha for destroying Kagome’s house and kidnapping her, Inuyasha wouldn’t have been in such a terrible predicament. The Inu-Hanyou shifted uncomfortably in the loud Hawaiian shirt and baggy khaki shorts he wore. His hair was tied up, tactfully piled on top of his head and hidden by a rather large straw hat. From around his neck hung a camera, and he sported a pair of thong style flip-flops. He growled unhappily.

“Don’t you think I’ll stick out even more like this than if I went out dressed normally?” Inuyasha barked, pointing to his outfit.

Rin shook her head. “ Your ears and silver hair will give you away. Just remember you’re supposed to look like an American tourist. Just speak in English and you’ll be fine!”

Inuyasha snarled, complaining. “But Kagome doesn’t have to dress up like this!”

Kagome snorted. She wore a simple outfit consisting of a black pleated skirt and a lavender t-shirt that obviously belonged to the taller Sango, as the skirt almost reached her knees and the shirt was a size too large. “All I had to do was tie my hair in a bun and put on a pair of reading glasses. It’s not like my natural features stand out as much as yours do.”

“Well then, I guess there are advantages to being a dull woman.” Inuyasha mumbled.

Kagome frowned and tugged on the brim of Inuyasha’s straw hat, purposely squishing his ears. The Inu-Hanyou squinted in pain as the itchy material came down on the sensitive appendages. He was in hell, he decided.

* * *

Inuyasha helped Kagome out of his car, grateful that Sesshomaru had driven it back to the Western Mansion when he had brought Kagura back from Tokyo. A large, black SUV, one of many of the Taisho fleet, pulled into the space next to him and Miroku, Sango, Shippou, Rin, and Souta piled out.

“Really Inuyasha, there was ample room for us all in the Escalade.” Miroku chided.

“Keh.” Inuyasha grunted. He knew that, he had just wanted to be alone with his mate. Leave it to a carload of humans and a child youkai not to understand. “Lets get going. We’re only here to get Kagome and Souta some clothes and go grocery shopping, so lets make it quick, no stops for anything else.”

Inuyasha had barely finished his sentence when the children began running towards a busy street lined with stores and shouted, “Ice cream!”

* * *

Five ice cream cones and a bowl of ramen later, the Taisho pack was finally on the move again and the rag tag group snaked their way through the busy streets of Kyoto. Finally spotting a large department store, which was sure to have the clothes needed for his mate and her brother, Inuyasha led the way, growling at the stares that many pedestrians gave to his unusual outfit.

Bursting through the front doors of the department store, Inuyasha and his pack were greeted by the typical slew of uniformed floor attendants. “Welcome to Mitsukoshi.” They said in synchronized perfection. Their traditional high-pitched voices made Inuyasha’s ears cringe despite being buried under his hair and being concealed under a hat.

“Welcome to depa-to.” Another greeted in broken English, targeting Inuyasha, the obvious American tourist of the group.

Inuyasha frowned. “Oh, go to hel-“ He began, but was then silenced as Kagome’s foot stepped heavily on his own, reminding him to play the part.

“Keh. Very thank you.” He mumbled forcibly in broken Japanese. It was bad enough he had to pretend to be a tourist, but Inuyasha would not lower himself to speaking in another language when he was in his own country.

The sales women giggled at the gaijin’s attempt to speak their language and promptly turned to the next wave of people spilling in through the front doors. Inuyasha’s ears still ringing, he tried to shake off the experience as he examined a map of the store.

“We’ll stop in women’s clothes, then go to men’s, then stop in the grocery store and we’ll be done. Got it?” The Inu-Hanyou asked grumpily.

With the lack of a response, Inuyasha turned to look at the pack he had thought had been right behind him, only to be met with nothing but strangers milling about the entryway. “Hey!” He called angrily as he caught the children on the elevator heading to the toy section on the second floor, Sango and Miroku trailing behind them. His senses reached out to find his mate and he quickly located Kagome, who was already headed to the women’s section.

Kagome turned to the Inu-Hanyou and waved at him. “Here, boy!” She called through the crowd and patted her thighs as though calling a dog to her.

Inuyasha growled. Sesshomaru may have been the Taisho pack’s alpha, but in the lack of the Western Lord’s presence, he was automatically the lead male. Not that anyone recognized it. Inuyasha sighed. To everyone else, he seemed stubborn and demanding, but his pack knew what a pushover he could be. He frowned moodily as he sulked over to his mate.

Kagome patted her thighs once more as Inuyasha approached. The Inu-Hanyou growled at her in response.

”You’re supposed to be my bitch, not the other way around.” He said moodily.

Kagome’s eyes widened in shock. “What did you call me?” She asked, her anger sparked.

Inuyasha backpedaled. He hadn’t even known he’d said that out loud. “I… what I mean is…”

“I thought you had more respect for me that that, Inuyasha.” Kagome said, anger beginning to roll off her aura.

Inuyasha desperately fought to gain control of the situation, he knew that if he didn’t explain himself, he’d have a very angry mate on his hands and a very big scene in the entryway of a large, public place.

“You have no idea how much respect I have for you, Kagome.” He blurted out.

Kagome’s anger didn’t subside and Inuyasha’s ears flattened to his skull underneath his hat in submission as he reached out to her with his aura. :Mate sorry. Didn’t mean disrespect.:

“Could’ve fooled me.” Kagome muttered, unable to stay angry with her groveling mate. “Why did you call me that then?”

“Kagome…” Inuyasha stumbled. “Just as in the canine world, a female Inu-Youkai is a bitch, and a Inu-Youkai male will generally call his mate, his alpha female, that. It’s not an insult, but rather a term of affection. I know you wouldn’t see it that way, and I didn’t mean to actually say it, it just came out…”

Kagome’s anger dissipated and a grin cracked across her lips. “Are you calling me your alpha?”

“Keh!” Inuyasha exclaimed, looking away from his mate. Not that the alpha male would ever admit as much, but it was common knowledge that the alpha female was generally the most dominant leader in any canine pack.

Kagome chuckled. She supposed she could get past the normally derogative name. After all, she had willingly gone along with, and even enjoyed the rest of Inuyasha’s youkai rituals and terms. If being a bitch made her his alpha, she was comfortable with that, so long as he didn’t misuse it.

Inuyasha sensed his mate’s appeasement and he shyly returned his eye contact to her. :Forgiven?: He asked tentatively.

:Bitch forgives her mate.: Kagome returned.

Inuyasha looked at her incredulously. Kagome had managed to surprise him yet again with her understanding and acceptance. He asked himself for what felt like the hundredth time what he had done to deserve such a woman.

Kagome walked off, leaving her amazed mate standing in shock. It took only a moment for the Inu-Hanyou to hurriedly catch up to her, and she expertly changed the subject. “Sango and Miroku suggested they take the children so we could go separate ways.” She informed him. “They wanted you and I to get what we needed and then go back to the Western Mansion so that we didn’t have to worry about hiding our identities anymore.”

Although Inuyasha didn’t like the idea of leaving most of his pack behind, he agreed that it was a good idea for he and Kagome to return to keeping their low profiles. Besides, the children would be safe with their elder pack sister and brother. He nodded his approval and allowed Kagome to lead him to the women’s clothing section.

“Really, they just didn’t want to deal with your grumpiness anymore.” Kagome teased, elbowing Inuyasha in the ribcage before lacing her arm around Inuyasha’s.

“Keh.” Inuyasha spat, though a goofy grin spread across his face. Despite being upset with the terrible outfit he wore, he was all too happy to walk around in public with his mate on his arm. As he was thinking about what else he could do in public with his mate, suddenly, Inuyasha’s nose began to frantically twitch and his breath caught in his throat.

Kagome frowned and looked at her mate. She could feel extreme amounts of tenseness radiating from his aura. “What’s wrong, Inuyasha?” She asked, worried.

“Act normal.” Inuyasha said quietly, keeping them moving, his hand on the small of Kagome’s back protectively.

:Enemy. Tracking us.: His soul-voice informed her as he led her through racks of clothes.

Kagome spotted the female youkai, an obvious otter youkai who was poorly feigning interest in the formal dress section. “Is she one of Naraku’s?” She asked.

Inuyasha nodded. “She sure stinks like him.”

“We should get out of here.” Kagome urged.

Inuyasha sensed his mate’s fear and soothed her. “She won’t do anything. Remember, Naraku isn’t going to attack us out in the open, and being youkai, she’s bound by Youkai Council law not to interfere in the power struggle. She can’t go to the police. She’s simply a spy. We have the same back in Tokyo watching over Naraku and he knows it.”

“But what about the kids?” Kagome worried for her adopted son, niece and her brother.

“No, she’s the only one I sense. Naraku is keeping track of us for now, not the entire pack. How about these?” Inuyasha suddenly added, holding up a very, very short pair of jean shorts.

Kagome’s eyebrows met high on her brow. “Absolutely not! They’re too short!”

Inuyasha smirked. He’d managed to get his mate’s mind off her fear. “Good, I wouldn’t let you wear them anyway. Not in public, anyway.”

“A little possessive?” Kagome chided.

:A lot.: Inuyasha returned, brushing the back of her neck with his claws.

A shiver traveled up Kagome’s spine at the gentle touch promising of things to come. It only intensified her urge to finish their shopping and return to the Western Mansion.

* * *

“Come on, can’t I take this fucking hat off?” Inuyasha asked as he scratched at the straw sunhat that still rested on his head, hiding his hair from view.

“No. If we get pulled over by the police, you’ll be a dead giveaway. Be happy that I let you take that shirt and camera off and stop complaining.” Kagome insisted, looking at her mate and admiring the way his defined muscles stretched the undershirt he had worn underneath the train wreck of a Hawaiian shirt.

Inuyasha whined, his claws grabbing at the straw hat on his head with one hand while his other hand manned the steering wheel. “But it itches!”

“Listen to your alpha and stop whining.” Kagome ordered.

Inuyasha rolled his eyes. He should have never told his mate about that.

The sun was nearing the horizon, dipping low near the peaks of the mountains, casting the late spring sky in a pastel of flaming oranges, pinks, and blues. Golden rays of sunlight illuminated the highway as they sped back to the Western Mansion, the car full of goods.

“It’s been so long I’ve driven my car. I hope its okay back at the shrine.” Kagome pouted. Of course, she was concerned for her land too, but she loved and missed her car dearly. Inuyasha’s was the same make and model, but it wasn’t her baby.

Inuyasha nodded. “I’ll ask Sesshomaru to have our spies see if we can get it towed off the street back at the shrine and have it brought to the mansion.”

“You know what else would help?” Kagome asked. “Letting me drive your car in the mean time.”

Inuyasha looked at her haughtily. “Maybe, but only if you’re a good girl.” He taunted her.

Kagome lifted an eyebrow. “Define good.”

“I don’t think you want my definition of good.” Inuyasha replied, his voice dripping with innuendo.

“Try me.” His mate returned smugly.

“Been there, done that, got the t-shirt.” Inuyasha retorted, a mischievous fang poking from his lip.

Kagome feigned shock, but Inuyasha knew even she thought that had been a good come back. “Looks like I win that one.” He claimed proudly.

“No, you haven’t.” Kagome insisted.

“Why not?” Inuyasha countered.

“Because you avoided telling me what it takes to be good enough to get to drive your car.” Kagome replied.

The Inu-Hanyou merely stuck his tongue out at his mate.

“Don’t stick that thing out unless you’re planning on using it.” Kagome threatened.

Inuyasha lifted his eyebrow at her and she cut him off before he could get a witty comment in. “I know you don’t want to give up the driver’s seat, but I have no problems doing what it takes to find out how to be good.” Kagome warned.

Inuyasha smirked. “I’d like to see you try.” He said thickly, the words sliding off his tongue.

Kagome called his bluff. Apparently, Inuyasha had forgotten that she could feel his raw desire spilling through his aura. She could sense his growing arousal, and Kagome knew what he wanted. It was the same thing that she wanted.

Kagome sighed. “I’d say you’re going down, but really, it’s me who’s doing that.”

Inuyasha peeled an eye from the street in front of him to look at Kagome curiously. “What?” He asked, confused.

He got his answer when he felt Kagome’s hand touch his knee before she dragged her nails upward along his thighs outside his shorts and then cupped his growing erection with her palm. Inuyasha’s heartbeat quickened as Kagome’s fingers deftly unlatched his belt buckle and unzipped his pants. As he asked himself if his mate was really going to do what he thought she was going to do, Kagome had pulled Inuyasha’s erection free from his boxers, his manhood now standing erect through the lowered zipper of his pants.

Kagome unbuckled her seatbelt with her other hand and knelt in the passenger seat. The incredulous look on Inuyasha’s face only spurred her forward. “I’ll be good.” She whispered.

The next thing Inuyasha felt was Kagome’s mouth on his manhood. He fought back a moan as his eyes rolled backwards. He had to concentrate with all that he had just to keep his concentration on the road before him.

Kagome’s mouth conformed around Inuyasha’s member and her lips squeezed around him as she raised and lowered her head in smooth, controlled motions. She used her tongue to create suction as she bobbed her head up and down, her warm, wet lips sliding up his shaft, around his head, and back down to his base over and over.

She felt the veins spasming wildly in her mate’s erection and she teased him by releasing his hardness. Hearing Inuyasha groan at the loss, she ran the tip of her tongue along the length of his shaft briefly before taking all the she could back into her mouth. Kagome began to jerk her head in unpredictable movements, her mouth making wet sucking sounds as she continued to go down on him.

Kagome’s ministrations felt so good that Inuyasha couldn’t even speak, so he resorted to using his soul-voice to communicate. :Mate. Stop. Please.:

Kagome’s lips slid off Inuyasha’s manhood and she looked up to him with imploring eyes. “Its okay.” She assured him, “You can cum.”

“No, I want you.” Inuyasha demanded, pushing Kagome back into her seat. He downshifted the car to fifth gear and floored the gas pedal, racing for the nearest off ramp.

The exit led to a fairly unused, quiet scenic point on the outskirts of the big city. It took Inuyasha only a frantic moment to find a suitable enough place to park the car, a small, wooded parking area that boasted a view of the valley below.

The scenery was lost on Kagome and she eyed her mate mischievously. “Here? She asked.

“Why not?” Inuyasha asked.

“What if we get caught?” Kagome asked, worry tainting her voice.

Inuyasha frowned. “By who? This place is secluded.”

“I don’t know. A policeman or a park ranger? Don’t forget, the cops have our descriptions. Aren’t you worried?” Kagome asked.

Inuyasha cocked an eyebrow. His answer was to simultaneously release Kagome’s seat belt and slide his seat back as far as it would go. He took a moment to tilt the seat back before gently, yet firmly, wrapping his hand around Kagome’s wrist and guiding her towards him.

The car was small, but so was Kagome, and somehow, she managed to get herself into a crouched position and turn, inching her body over the shift knob and precariously climbing towards her Inu-Hanyou lover. Inuyasha leaned in to kiss Kagome, but stopped when the brim of his straw hat bumped against his mate’s forehead.

“Damn this thing!” Inuyasha mumbled as he tore the disguise from his brow, his shiny silver hair cascading from his head and spilling around him.

As Kagome was about to protest over Inuyasha revealing his identity, her mate’s strong arms began to gently lower her to his lap. Kagome’s skirt hiked up around her thighs and her legs straddled Inuyasha’s hips as she settled on top of him.

Both Kagome and Inuyasha moaned, their voices filling the cabin of the small car as Kagome rubbed against Inuyasha. The Inu-Hanyou hiked his mate’s skirt around her waist as her underwear covered core rubbed against his exposed manhood.

He growled appreciatively. “From now on you’re wearing a skirt.”

Kagome rolled her eyes. “I’m glad you like it.”

Inuyasha frowned. “But it wouldn’t be half as good without the woman wearing it.” He said, nipping at his mark on Kagome’s collarbone.

Kagome sucked in a breath of air at Inuyasha’s touch and smiled at his form of complimenting her. Though he had come a long way from when they had first met, Inuyasha still had to work on thinking before he opened his big mouth.

As Inuyasha’s clawed fingers began caressing Kagome’s breasts and pulling at her hardening nipples, all thoughts vanished from the miko’s mind and she ground her weight against his crotch in response. He was working her up quickly and feeling his clearly defined manhood through her thin underwear was beginning to frustrate her.

Inuyasha sensed her frustration and happily obliged his mate by using his claws to shred through the thin fabric barrier that separated them.

Kagome sighed. “Really, Inuyasha. It’s a good thing that we just bought more of those, because that was the only pair I had left.”

Inuyasha smirked. “I didn’t hear you complaining then.”

“Oh, so now its all my fault?” Kagome asked.

“Keh, everything’s your fault.” Inuyasha teased.

Kagome raised an eyebrow and seductively bucked her hips, her warm, wet core causing Inuyasha’s manhood to twitch hotly against her. Inuyasha’s eyes rolled upwards and his clawed fingers wrapped around Kagome’s upper arms in response.

Kagome smiled innocently. “My fault? But I’m the innocent miko that’s been tricked by the evil demon.”

Inuyasha’s eyes narrowed. “Who’s the evil demon again?”

Kagome responded by raising her hips barely enough for Inuyasha’s manhood to stand at attention, his head waiting not so patiently at her entrance. “I don’t hear you complaining about it.” She taunted, turning the tables on her mate.

Inuyasha merely growled. He pulled on Kagome’s shirt, urging her to take his manhood inside of her, but she resisted. Kagome caught Inuyasha’s amber eyes as she took in his head and stopped. Inuyasha groaned and Kagome had to fight herself from taking in all of him as she so desperately wanted.

Inuyasha growled. “You’re teasing me.” He breathed hotly in her ear.

Kagome paused, her index finger resting on her lower lip. “Am I?”

Inuyasha’s growl rattled his vocal cords, but he couldn’t speak through his thick desire. :Need mate now.: He urged.

Kagome finally gave in and allowed herself to sink down and take in Inuyasha to the hilt, filling her completely. Their voices echoed in the car as Inuyasha’s hands cupped Kagome’s bottom and helped her as she pushed her hips up and brought them back down again in the awkward position in the driver’s seat.

Moving her left foot to the shift boot, Kagome gained leverage and found she could push off against it, using her thigh muscles to increase her speed. Her knuckles turned white as she supported her upper body with her hands on either side of the leather racing seat as Inuyasha’s fangs nipped at her neck and her earlobe, his hot breath in her ear.

Though she had to do all the work and neither of them had much mobility, it was a rush for Kagome to be the one in control, and as she sensed Inuyasha loosing control beneath her, she slowed her pace, wanting to prolong their pleasure. Sliding up and down his shaft in an agonizingly slow rhythm, Kagome concentrated on the sensation of his width and length as she slowly began to pick up the pace again.

Finally feeling the familiar coiling sensation of release on the horizon, Kagome’s motions became wild, frantic, her body bouncing on top of his as she rode his manhood with wild abandon. She leaned her head forward and her mouth found Inuyasha’s neck and nipped him hard as her mate thrust into her warmth as much as his compromised position would allow.

“Inuyasha!” Kagome cried as her orgasm took her, her wild motions jerking her body.

Inuyasha was right behind her, emptying his hot seed as her juices coated him. :Mate.: he called to her as his fingers twisted in her long hair.

Exhausted and sweaty, Kagome collapsed against her Inu-Hanyou mate, her body resting fully on top of his. Inuyasha sighed at the feel of her weight holding him down and he easily cradled her in his arms. Finally, Kagome’s eyes slowly opened and she began to giggle.

“What’s so funny?” Inuyasha asked, somewhat perturbed.

“The windows are all fogged up.” Kagome replied.

Inuyasha rolled his eyes at his easily amused mate. “Lets see if we can make them even more fogged up.” He suggested.

Kagome smacked her lips in a scolding manner. “You’re so bad.”

“But it’s what makes me so good.” Inuyasha protested as his tongue danced across his mark on her neck.

Kagome’s eyes began to close in bliss when a white light flashed across her vision and caught her attention. Her body went rigid and her senses went on alert.

“What is it?” Inuyasha asked, sensing his mate’s unease. He began to growl angrily at whatever threat was approaching.

Kagome’s eyes focused on a car pulling down the street. By the looks of the headlights, the vehicle had to be a cop car. :Danger!: She urged. “I think it’s a cop car, Inuyasha. What are we going to do?” She asked.

Inuyasha’s golden eyes darted to his rear view mirror. The vehicle was about a kilometer away and approaching quickly. The driver was likely just checking on the quiet car park area, but he couldn’t risk an officer recognizing him or Kagome and trying to take them into custody. His strong arms quickly lifted his mate and helped her back into her seat before sparing a second to zip up his shorts and reposition his seat.

“Buckle up!” Inuyasha barked as he turned the key in the ignition, the engine roaring to life.

“Inuyasha, what are you-” Kagome began, but was silenced as her head snapped back into the racing seat.

Inuyasha shifted into reverse and dropped the clutch. The tires bit the gravel, the all wheel drive system kicking in as the car tore backwards. Getting back on the dirt road, Inuyasha slammed the transmission into first and floored the gas pedal.

The boxy red car hunkered down and instantly peeled out, loose gravel spraying backwards as the tires hugged the road. Inuyasha’s eyes desperately sought the next turn in the road, his canine night vision lacking. Kagome sensed his fear of missing a turn as they quickly picked up speed.

“Gentle right, fifteen yards ahead!” Kagome instructed, pleased when Inuyasha followed through with her directions as though she were a rally car co-pilot. “Sharp left, ten yards ahead!” She barked.

Inuyasha yanked the car to the left, and in the rear view mirror, he smiled as the patrol car, still in pursuit, fell back bit by bit.

“Dip in the road, we’ll bottom out, but keep going.” Kagome said worriedly.

Inuyasha and his copilot winced as they flew through the depression in the dirt road, the lip of the car slamming into the rise, but they managed to pull through.

“There’s the exit to the highway, straight ahead!” Kagome shouted, her heartbeat pounding in her ears and adrenaline rushing through her veins. The car hit pavement and Inuyasha shifted to fifth and then to sixth as he merged back into traffic.

Five minutes of silence passed, only the road noise and the wail of the exhaust filling the cabin of the car.

“Are you okay?” Inuyasha tentatively asked.

Kagome let out a sudden, gasping laugh. “Considering that was my first police chase, I’d say I’m doing just fine!”

Inuyasha laughed along with his mate. “Oh come on, he didn’t even really chase after us. Besides, I think he was just a park ranger, not a cop. He was probably just patrolling the grounds. He probably has kids tearing off after getting caught making out in their cars all the time.”

Kagome’s chuckles became full-blown laughter at the sheer absurdity of her over-reaction. “Still, Inuyasha, that was some good driving back there.”

“I learned from the best.” Inuyasha said proudly.

“Flattery will get you nowhere, you know.” Kagome said suspiciously.

Inuyasha merely smirked. He knew better.

“Hey!” Kagome suddenly exclaimed. “It’s supposed to be my turn to drive! I was good, wasn’t I?”

Inuyasha looked at her, an eyebrow cocked and a fang poking from underneath his lip. “I don’t know, define good…”

* * *


Author’s notes:
For a pic to accompany the image of Inuyasha in his "American Tourist" outfit, please click here: http://www.mediaminer.org/fanart/view.php/174393

Sorry for the lack of plot in this chapter (not that those of you that crave lemon mind, I’m sure). This entire chapter was merely designed as filler to try to flesh out Inuyasha and Kagome’s growing relationship before the time is right to attack Naraku arrives. This chapter was also an afterthought that I wasn’t sure about adding but decided to go it with anyway, even though it is not central to the plot. Next chapter will bring (after a few more pages of more lemon and a little fluff…) the return to the plot line.

What did you think? Please leave a review and let me know. I’d appreciate it. It helps the next chapter come quicker, you know…

As a side note, in Japan, there aren’t really malls as we know it in America. Instead, they have department stores that take up several floors as I described. One stop-shopping efficiency, and yes, they frequently do have people to greet you as you enter, as they did to Inuyasha and his pack.