InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Deep Waters ❯ Chapter 7 ( Chapter 7 )

VERY VERY IMPORTANT AUTHOR'S NOTE!!!!!!!!! Okay, I said that Kagome was found beside a burning ship, well as you probably know I'm a very new author and I make a lot of mistakes. All right so here's what it really is, I apologize for it, Kagome is found alone, away from anything, in the middle of the ocean. Sorry for any confusion. If you have any questions or concerns please contact me. Again I apologize, I am a new author so please don't be to harsh. Oh and his sense of smell and hearing aren't enhanced, though most people can smell cum.

Chapter 7

Kagome sat at the end of the table with Inuyasha who was now on his sixth cup of sake. She just sat there quietly studying the table. Though Inuyasha was not drunk yet his vision was beginning to blur, he looked at Kagome who looked very out of place, she probably felt very uncomfortable, being the only woman in a dress. He decided to ask her if she would like a different set of clothes. "Kagome, would you like some different clothes?" He asked, trying desperately not to slur and sound like a respectable man.

She looked up at him, in truth she was very uncomfortable in a dress, that and her corset was to loose since she had no one to tie it up for her. It was uncomfortable to wear a corset and if she couldn't wear it correctly and it made no difference what was the point of wearing it? She had not spoken to Inuyasha yet this evening but since he asked her a good question she supposed she could respond, though her pride wasn't going down easy. "Yes please, captain." She could see him flinch at the formal name, she knew she was being a bitch but he had started it.

"All right. Come with me, we'll raid Sango's closet, she's gotta have something that will fit you in there." He said with a slight slur. He stood up, pushing back his chair. He rocked for a few seconds before regaining composure. He offered her a hand, which she excepted out of habit. She thought about it, her manners were still polished as ever, besides calling Inuyasha Inuyasha, she was a good little girl. When she thought about it she had only been on the ship for a day. One day and it was the most exciting time of her life. One day, nobody knew where she was, not even her fiancé. She shivered at the thought of him, his cold stare, ice hands and stinky breath.

She wrapped her arm around his outstretched arm, for a pirate he had excellent manners. They began the walk towards their chamber's. It felt odd to say their chamber's, even though the two were not sleeping together he was the first man to sleep in the same room as her besides Souta. She desperately wished he had had her first kiss, she was still mad at him but still felt the fire of desire towards him. Her fiancé had stolen her first kiss, luckily he had not taken anything more precious.

They walked to Sango's room which was surprisingly close to Miroku's who slept down the hall from Inuyasha. As Kagome began to raid through Sango's dresser she found a pair of boots, underwear and some long pants. She couldn't find any shirts so she began to search deeper, Inuyasha, tiered of waiting and wanting to get back to his sake went to help her. She snapped her head around and began to glare at him. Inuyasha, not seeing this continued to look. Finally, Kagome was frustrated with Inuyasha not seeing her cleared her throat. "Men do not look through a woman's wardrobe, it's not proper." She figured her time of the month was coming very soon, she always got easily pissed off when it was time.

"Women do not sleep in the same room as men, yet look at you." He retorted and continued to search.

"No! I will not allow a man to invade Sango's personal space!" She yelled. The people in the galley could probably hear her but were to drunk to notice.

"Well than, I sug'est y'go and kill Miroku. I mean he does only invade every woman's personal space e'ry chance he gets." He really wanted to get some sake and stop looking at the gorgeous woman in front of him.

"How about you leave and go get some precious sake, since you obviously miss it, you drunk ass hole. I'll stay here and look, I'll come up later." He looked skeptical but she was obviously offering him to drink he wasn't going to turn her down. He turned and left the room. Kagome, satisfied, began to search through her drawers. After about a minute she found a small white tank top that had a small v-neck though it already started very low on her chest. It was unlike her but she didn't feel like continuing the search.

She stepped back and began to undo and drop her dress to the floor. As it brushed past her breasts she gave a soft moan. Her peaks became rosy at the cool air and heat began to pool at her core. She knew it was horrible and Inuyasha would smell it on her but her sexual desire was clouding her judgment. She slowly cupped her breasts, even though they were still covered in a chemise and a corset. She began to roll her pert nipples around with her thumbs. She arched her back and slipped her chemise over her head. She stood, clothed in a corset and bloomers. She undid her corset with much difficulty and shuddered with the wave of cool air. She wrapped her fingers around he hem of her bloomers and pulled them down.

Her stomach had a not in it, almost painful, like a dull ache. She slowly spread her legs, opening them up to the world. She slid a finger over her nub and squirmed, she took it away, not sure if that was correct or not. How could she be, this was her first time touching herself ever. It felt good enough so she decided to continue her menstruation. She began to rub her finger over herself in a rhythmic pattern. Before she knew it she was thrusting her fingers to meet her fingers. She began to moan and drove herself as hard and as fast as she could, but she never entered herself once. She felt herself explode onto her fingers, she held them up to the window to look at. There was a thin layer of a clear liquid covering her fingers. When she looked through the window the moon was out, shining a bright glow. She wondered if Inuyasha knew where she was. `Naw, probably to drunk to know I'm gone.' She thought to herself. Maybe she wasn't in love with him, maybe it was because he was a pirate, thrilling and new that she felt this way. No, she decided, it was not love, it was a fling. At the next stop she would be dropped off and go back to her horrible fiancé, she would protest of course but it was best for her family. That didn't mean that she couldn't continue her fling with the pirate captain, she just would have to make sure she didn't get addicted to him, that's all.

She was tiered of thinking about him and decided to go on with her sexual release, she began to search for her hole. She felt around for a few seconds, with her other hand holding herself open to make it easier to feel. She slowly entered herself. It felt weird for a second, she was a little afraid she would scratch or break something. She was so tight, she couldn't help but moan when she stroked herself. She began to slowly enter and exit herself. She could feel herself begin to buck herself, begging for more. She went a little faster and faster yet, but it wasn't good enough so she added another finger. At first she felt it wouldn't fit but slowly stretched herself. It was a little awkward because she couldn't maneuver herself to really release her sexual desires. She added another finger, then another, grunting in pleasure with each new stretch.

Still, she was not satisfied. She began to thrust her fingers harder and harder still. She closed her legs on her hand, trying desperately to pull herself farther in. She arched her hips, thrusting them upwards, panting. The feeling in her stomach was like a wave. It was so addicting, it was amazing, she was on a high that was impossible to come down from. She pushed herself harder, thrusted her hips harder, moaned louder than exploded onto her fingers. She moaned felt a weight lifted from her abdomen. Her eyes were glazed over and she was tempted to do it over again. She chose not to for even if he was drunk someone might walk in or notice her absence.

She took her fingers from their warm shelter. They were coated with gigantic amounts of her juices. Suddenly she realized she had no place to wipe her coated fingers. She didn't want to stain Sango's clothes, nor her room. The dress was to beautiful to wreck. She gulped, realizing her only option was to lick off her own cum. It was just plain disgusting, she had already defiled herself so much today, that was despicable. She slowly put them to her lips, yet pulled them back down. She felt a shiver go down her spine, whether it was from her disgust or the cold since she was butt naked on Sango's floor.

She put her fingers back against her mouth and darted her tongue out of her mouth to lick her juices. She tasted salty, like thick sea water almost. Not as horrible as she had expected. She placed her index finger in her mouth and began to suck. It was strangely erotic, she felt herself become excited at the feeling. She swished her tongue over her finger and felt herself get wet. She began sucking and bringing her finger in and out of her mouth. The salty tasted that filled her taste buds was relieving and she soon added all of her dirty fingers doing to them as she did to the other. Finally, when they were all clean, with the exception of a thin layer of spit she began to dress herself. She found it difficult since she could barely stand she was so sore. She pulled on some underwear, it was almost identical to her old bloomers only a size or two smaller. Then some long black pants and brown leather boots. She was tiered of having spit on her fingers and her little pet peeve was having dried spit on her fingers. With her fingers clean she began to pull on a shirt. Then she pulled on the simple white shirt which was very tight across her bosom, making them look larger than they were. It felt strange to Kagome, having man clothing on. The pants were tight and the shirt loose, the exact opposite of the dresses she was used to. Surprisingly she felt sexy, a lot more sexy than when she wore woman's clothing. When she was done dressing, which took her a while, most of the time she had servants to dress her, and this was her first time in a man's clothing. She felt daring and gorgeous, an odd feeling to compare to her usual shyness and timidated form.

She, sadly, realized that her breasts were showing her pert nipples, not acceptable in any case, whether it was at a party with the highest aristocrats or with a band of pirates. She decided she would go to Inuyasha's room, which was down the hall and rip up her old dress since it was probably to damaged to repair. She slowly tiptoed down the hall. It took her a while, though she had become balanced enough to walk on a ship, boots were a whole new concept. It took her a few attempts, for she wished to remain silent, drunk pirates were never good news.

When she reached his room she as silently as possible opened the door, with the exception of a few random creek and crack. She entered the room, looking at it's context. There was a desk, assembly mahogany, a bed, a little pallet for his cabin boy, a large amount of maps, a dresser, a mirror and a coat holder. She searched the room with her eyes for the dress, finally signaling in on it in a small nook. She slowly walked over to it and loudly tore a large strip from the bottom. She lifted up her shirt, begging not to become excited. She wrapped it around her bosom twice, not really making them appear smaller, just binding them so they would look acceptable. She looked in the mirror and gaped at her appearance, she really looked like a pirate. Strong, brave, heroic and erotic, like Inuyasha and the pirates she had come to know. She shook the thought from her head and looked at her hair, almost fainting when she saw it. How could Inuyasha let her walk around like this? It was matted and sticking out at strange angles, she had seen clowns with better hair than her, for Christ's sake she had seen balding men with better hair than that wreck! She looked around the room for a hairbrush, finding none she would have to make do with what materials she owned.

She ripped two pieces of cloth from her dress: one was a strip, the other a large square. With the square she folded it in half so it was a triangle, next she placed it around her neck, estimated the length of her head and tied it correctly. She flipped it around so the larger triangle section was at the front then pulled it up so it was a bandanna wrapped around her head, containing half of her mess. Next, she took all her hair and tied it in a ponytail with the next strip. She looked in the mirror, she did not resemble at all the Kagome she knew before, no, this was a pirate! She was in shock, her muscled long arms, skinny yet curvy legs and large breast size, she felt like the most beautiful woman in the world. But she felt unprotected, she went over to his desk and began to open drawers, looking for a dagger or something like that. She looked through four drawers before finally finding a dagger and a sheath. She slipped the covered dagger into her right boot so it was easily accessible.

Once done she left the room and prepared to make her grand entrance, even though no one would remember cause they would be to drunk because by now it had to be at least 11:30p.m. meaning they had been drinking for four hours. She walked to the mess hall and saw everyone was drinking, laughing and singing. She was glad to join the festivities, unstressed and with a happy heart. She decided to find Inuyasha, Sango or Miroku, which ever was easiest. She made her way through the crowd of people. Finally as she was walking by a man with black hair he grasped her bottom. She spun to look him, when she did she saw him look at her with a lusty smile. She was instantly afraid, he grasped her breast and she let out a small shriek followed by a whimper. She begged to God Inuyasha would hear but knew it had been drowned out. She wished someone had noticed her but not like this. "You like this eh? Com' ta ma rum." He said smiling like a fool.

"No!" She yelled before kneeling down and grabbing the dagger. She stabbed him in the arm as hard as she could before turning to run away. He yelped in pain, sounding an awfully lot like a dog. He grabbed her with his good arm, holding her over his head, yet still no one noticed. He threw her against the wall as hard a he could, even though the wall was 10 feet away it was still painful. As she hit the wall her head snapped back hitting the wall and knocking her out.

Lucky for her Inuyasha was right beside the wall she was thrown against. He looked at her a few instants because of her new clothes and he was a little to drunk for recognition. When he finally recognized her he looked up at the man charging at the unconscious girl at his feet. He instantly knew what happened. He drew his sword and stepped in front of the girl, hitting the man on the head with the dull side of his blade, knocking him out. He didn't need any bloodshed tonight. He left the man unconscious on the floor, nobody really noticed what happened or didn't care.

He picked Kagome up bridal style and carried her to their room. He laid her on the bed and swiped a piece of hair that had came loose from it's holdings and landed on her innocent face. He kissed her cheek and laid down beside her, not really feeling like drinking anymore, just making sure she was all right was all he felt like doing.