InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Crossing Swords ❯ The First Stages ( Chapter 5 )

Crossing Swords

 

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any of the characters of the manga. That privilege goes to Rumiko Takahashi. I'm just borrowing them for my own evil devices.

 

A/N I know this one is short but it was giving me fits. I wanted to get something up and then start fresh with a new chapter. And a new character (or two).

 

Warning: This chapter contains lemons

 

Chapter 5: The First Stages

 

Kagome blinked sleep hazed eyes and studied the early morning sunlight streaming in the balcony windows. The breeze had taken on the subtle fragrance of spring; tulips and daffodils, sweet sakura blossoms and the heady promise of warm weather. She couldn't help thinking this was the last morning she would wake in her own room, with her rich purple bedding and smell the garden she and her mother planned and watched planted (though the young princess helped when she was able and loved getting her hands in the dirt).

 

Careful not to disturb the warm body wrapped snuggly around her, Kagome shifted and looked at the soft, boyish face of her lover, her husband. Inuyasha told her if it was something she truly desired his friend, the priest, could and would be honored to perform a human marriage ceremony whenever she would like. She only had to let him know when she'd want her family there.

 

The week at the Eastern palace passed quickly and not all together smoothly. The two fought about a number of things, mainly about what Kagome wanted to bring with her. She didn't think the amount was unreasonable, seeing as it would be at least a year before she could return home, and longer still if her father didn't come around to the idea of his oldest child being bonded to a demon (or half demon). Most of the arguments ended with her crying, and him sulking off to her room to pace and brood. An hour or so later, once the two calmed down, they were able to talk about things. It turned out Inuyasha had no trust in Naraku and didn't want to take the chance of him slipping something dangerous by them and into the Western lands. Kagome placated the hanyou prince by saying anything they brought could be gone through beforehand by Inuyasha's priest-friend and checked for spells or concealed enchantments.

 

It seemed the two were equal in temper, both flying to the edge quickly, and not looking at the other's point until calming down. The Queen said they fit well together, and Kagome knew her mother spent a good deal of time talking to her hanyou alone. A sudden flick of said hanyou's right ear drew the princess' attention away from her thoughts and to her slumbering bed mate. The twitching ear settled and drooped while Inuyasha let out a huge yawn, his long youkai tongue curling up at the end, and nuzzled his face between Kagome's breasts.

 

One area the two didn't seem to have any difference in opinion was sex. After Kagome became more comfortable with herself and with a naked male in general, she seemed to crave him. And since they had been together a number of times in the past seven days, Kagome was getting used to answering the hanyou when he asked where she wanted to be touched and if she liked something. The princess blushed as she thought of the times she explored her mate; touching, teasing, with fingers, lips, tongue and teeth, to see what he liked.

 

As she thought, her hand absently drifted to a puppy ear and began to rub softly. Ears were his weakness. A single breath caused Inuyasha to shudder, a lick or nip of her teeth and he pounced. And he was ticklish, much more so than she. A feather-light touch to his ribs stretching from arm to hip, his bellybutton, or even his heavily calloused feet, caused the hanyou to bite his lip to hide snorts of laugher. Kagome liked it when he laughed. It was a sound she didn't think he made often enough.

 

Warm hands began stroking from hip to nape and Kagome leaned back in comfort. She should have known her hanyou would have come alert the moment her fingers made contact with his ears. Rather than pull the girl closer, Inuyasha shifted his mate to lay her flat on her stomach and pulled the comforters down so he could settle on her hips. His hands worked her shoulders, kneading out knots that formed overnight.

 

“You've had a long week, princess, and you're out of heat now. I'm surprised you still feel up to mating.”

 

“Mmmm. I think you've turned me into a hentai. And I like being with you, Inuyasha, it's not a chore. Unless you're tired of me now that I'm not fertile to bear a pup?”

 

The hanyou leaned over to capture an earlobe and nibbled lightly with his front teeth. At the same time, the hands that had been giving a calming massage streaked down Kagome's hips and rounded her inner thighs, just brushing her heat, and causing the princess to squirm.

 

“I don't think I could tire of you. That's part of the reason I don't want to stay in my father's castle. Inu youkai have excellent hearing, his is better even than mine, and I want you to be able to make as much noise as you'd like. And there will be less…interruptions… from servants or guests.”

 

“Guests?” Kagome pressed her butt against Inuyasha as he spread her legs, bending her knees so her hips rose up, and he could settle behind her. She groaned as he slipped inside and draped his warm weight over her back, resting his hands next to her shoulders.

 

“Yeah. There will likely be some kind…ahhh…some kind of celebration feast to announce our mating and the new heir.”

 

Using his knees as leverage, Inuyasha began to thrust slowly, pulling his length out to the head, before pushing back in with a roll of his hips. He could feel Kagome trying to rock back, to increase his pace, but he was going to take this slowly since there was no foreplay. There was probably going to be little chance of them being able to mate on the trip home, especially with the perverted monk leading the way, and the slayer was planning on making the trip as well. Something about the princess needing protection around all of the mindless demons in the west. He was thankful the cottage on his father's grounds was large and, for the most part, self-contained. The early morning air quickly filled with sighs and moans as he pushed himself deeper into his mate.

 

“Please…please…faster.” Kagome panted. She could feel the heat building deep in her belly, but it wasn't enough, not nearly enough. She felt like she would go crazy unless Inuyasha did something more. Though his pace remained steady, she felt his hand slip between skin and mattress, sliding low over her belly to catch and roll the swollen nub between her legs. Kagome wasn't sure if she should keep trying to rock back or buck down against the wonderful friction his fingers were causing. A sudden brush of claws against her sensitive flesh caused Kagome to gasp and arch, clenching her inner muscles around the hanyou's hard length.

 

Inuyasha struggled to maintain control, but the princess's release threw him over the edge and he came with a violent thrust, holding the girl still until his muscles relaxed. Lowering them both to the bed, his chest began to rumble as he flipped Kagome to lie over his chest. She wiggled around to face him and smiled lazily.

 

“May I ask what that was for?'

 

“Keh. I don't think we're going to have much time to ourselves during the trip west. If it's up to your friend Sango, you'll be spending your nights with her. I don't think she's going to accept me.”

 

Kagome stretched her fingers to brush though Inuyasha's silver bangs.

 

“It doesn't matter what she thinks. I know you still think that I had no choice in this, but the truth is you've given me more opportunities to make my own decisions than I have ever had.” She nipped his nose. “Now, we should get ready to have breakfast with my mother and brother before your friend arrives. I think Sango should be joining us. And if she has any misgivings about us being together, she's going to have to accept them on this trip. If we have a chance to be alone, then I want to be with you.”

 

The bed chamber filled with laughter as Inuyasha swept Kagome into his arms and carried her to the tub.

 

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In another wing of the castle, heavy curtains blocked out the morning light and the thick smell of incense and brimstone scented the air. A deep, hollow voice chanted the ancient tongues as a purple light pulsed against gray and blue silk. Shapes began to form on the cold slab of black marble in the center of the chamber. Shifting, throbbing, forming winged nightmares to many legged beasts.

 

“From the chaos of the void, I call forth the creatures that dwell in the fog, that shy from the light. Draw from the strength of the miasma to take form. Heed the voice that calls you into this realm and do my bidding.”

 

Before Naraku's eyes, the being he called forth from the void chose its final form. Thick, pale gray hair covered a tiny, round body supported by ten legs. Parchment thin wings lay wrinkled at its back. A single eye, in a stunning green, adorned the center of its head, allowing it to see in all directions at once. At first, the sorcerer thought the beast to be mute, but as it scuttled off the table and up the nearest silk covered wall to face him, he realized the creature's mouth was located on its stomach and it had three rows of razor sharp looking teeth.

 

“You have summoned me, human?”

 

Naraku drew himself to his full height and meet the beast's eye.

 

“I have given you form in the mortal realm. I am your master.”

 

The beast hissed and miasma slicked spittle oozed and dripped onto the floor. “I have no master. When you cross into the hereafter you will meet me and my kind, you will tremble before us as we tear your immortal body to shreds and feast on your black soul. You will plead for the underworld and oblivion. I am here because I found your proposition…interesting.”

 

Wiping sweaty palms on his fine robes, Naraku maintained his composure. This was why he always sent underlings to do his bidding. He should not have to get into the thick of battle. He was born to lead, born to be pampered and draped with power. While he lusted after the Eastern king's woman-child, he knew he could make no move to take her as his own. He could sense the power within her, and it would only be a matter of time, he'd thought, until he could use her to gain possession of the jewel. A jewel so powerful that only those with no intention to use its power could touch it. He needed the little whore to get what he wanted, and, once he had it, he would mesh its power with his own, a bargain he made when he lay dying and helpless from a raid gone wrong, and he would rule all. Then he would have the little bitch and enjoy her firm, young flesh. And, perhaps, he would have the Queen as well. That woman always looked down her royal nose at him and tried to talk her husband out of listening to his advice. She needed to learn her place. Mother and daughter would be his personal concubines.

 

Of course, the girl breeding with the half breed was…unexpected. The fact that she seemed to enjoy rutting with a dog came as even more of a shock. He's watched the two each night during their week long stay in the castle. He'd hoped, after witnessing one of their spectacular screaming matches, the relationship would fade but it only led to an…enthusiastic make-up session. The innocent acting princess began to initiate their coupling almost as much as the half demon she'd mated. Not once had they spoken of the jewel, though. Not once did the hanyou prince let slip its location or whether it was in the keeping of the dog general. Only talk of childhood and the Western castle and the people there. The shops…nothing of use…

 

Coming to his senses, Naraku answered the creature he'd called forth.

 

“You know, then, that I seek to harness the power of the Shikon jewel. I wish to absorb its strength and rid this world of youkai and their bastard progeny. Demons are meant to remain creatures of the void, not to walk or breed with those of the mortal realm. I will open the gates of creation and leave those of my choosing. I will be a ruler… a god…as I was born to be. A god among men. And when my time comes I will bring the power of the Shikon into the next plane of existence with me. A new era of consciousness will begin.”

 

The little monster blinked once. “As I said, I am intrigued by your thoughts. I have no given name, not one of your tongues, but you may call me Akumu. You wish me to follow this half demon and his human and find where the jewel is kept?”

 

“Yes, and then you…”

 

“And then I will reveal to you what I wish and for a price. When that price is met to my satisfaction we will talk again.”

 

Naraku nodded. “The half breed, Inuyasha, has a priest - a monk - traveling with him. You will need to be cautious of your aura when lurking about.”

 

He could have sworn the monster snorted. “I do not lurk. And as I was born in the void of creation, I have no aura. I am neither good nor evil, light nor dark. I am gray.” With that the little spider type nightmare scuttled off.

 

Naraku ripped aside the heavy curtains and threw open the windows to allow the warm spring morning into the private chamber to air out the smells of dark magic. As he swept through the room, extinguishing candles and snubbing out incense sticks, he wondered briefly if the cost was going to be too high. Then he remembered the pain of the raid. The agony of the burns and broken bones, the leaders who thought themselves wise in distributing what they thought was justice. No, no price will be too high when I have control, when I have power.