InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Deep Waters ❯ Ch.8 ( Chapter 8 )

VERY IMPORTANT NOTE!!!!: Alright, this was my one of my first stories so when I wrote I didn't think ahead very well, as you know because I constantly change this from the beginning like the ship burning to her just in the water, so here's another change, and I know I keep changing this but this is final with the ending in mind, he is a hanyou but they were excepted back then so nobody really cares. No flames please. Sorry, I know I should have thought ahead before but I was new and horrible…er. Lol.

Chapter 8

Kagome woke to complete darkness; she couldn't even see her nose in front of her face. She was hot, as though she was at the very core of the sun itself. She pulled her arm from the pile of covers tangled around her in a securing way. She reached it towards her forehead, it was burning hot, beads of sweat rolled down her brow into her eyes, making them sting. She tried to blink back the tears threatening to fall thanks to the harsh sensation the perspiration in her deep eyes.

She was curious to where she was. The room was odd and foreign. The last thing she could recall was stabbing the large demon then flying, soaring through the air. `Oh god, what has happened to me?' She questioned herself. She stiffened as the bed sifted under her. She sucked in her breath before letting out a small gasp. Her thoughts had been confirmed, she had been raped. The youkai had raped her. She was no longer a virgin. She could no longer give her precious gift to her pirate captain. She took a deep breath as two long, slender; yet muscled arms wrapped themselves around her torso. She debated whether to scream for help, hoping that Inuyasha, Sango, Miroku or Yusuka would hear her cries for help, or turning around and see the man who possibly got her pregnant was. Logic turned the first idea down, if she screamed she would probably wake the man beside her also, that wouldn't be helpful. Escaping was out of the question, the two arms were tightly wrapped around her, securing her to the man's strong chest.

She decided on proceeding with her second plan of action to see who this man was. If her luck was up maybe she would find a weapon on the floor but now she was too curious to back down from looking at him. As she was turning she realized that she was still fully clothed. Maybe the man had passed out before doing any serious harm that was a large possibility. She slowly spun, careful not to wake him. She mentally cursed Inuyasha for putting her in this dangerous position. She didn't know how he was at blame but somehow he was.

Her head was pounding; predicting an awful headache coming on she gave a low moan. She quickly snapped her mouth shut that little noise could have wakened the demon beside her. She was becoming fearfully suspicious that she was becoming ill, but pushed it to the back of her mental to-do list.

She began beaming when she saw that it was not some disgusting man lying next to her small frame, but Inuyasha. All thoughts of stabbing him and dropping him to the bottom of the ocean for putting her in bed with a man flew from her head as she wrapped her arms around his neck and squealed. She nuzzled her head into the crook of his neck and began to cry, not because of the sweat pouring into her eyes, but from relief.

She trusted him enough to know that he would not violate her in any way without her permission, she had not been raped. She was in heaven, wrapped in his tight embrace, still a virgin and away from her cruel fiancé. She was brought back from her reverie when a loud grumble that sounded an awful lot like, `What the hell? This bitch is completely insane, maybe she hit her head a little harder than I though.' But she decided to ignore it. She was too happy to care about his grumpy mood.

She was safe, even if it was just for a moment she felt safe and protected from anything the world could dish out at her. He was very confused; it was a little awkward waking up with a squealing girl in his arms. Especially with such a killer hangover. She seemed too happy at that moment for him to disturb so he complied by pulling her closer to his body if that was possible. He let out a contempt sigh before noticing his shirt was beginning to dampen. He dislodged her face from the crook of his neck so she was looking straight into his eyes. Her normally bright, crystal blue, shiny eyes; were now red and puffy. Drops of tears rolled down her cheeks, leaving wet, shiny trails of water. "Oi, wench, what's the matter?" He demanded. She gave a small smile; he was trying to hide his gentle side with his rough exterior again.

She tried to look away, anywhere but at him, but his large hands held her still. "I-I, thought that I-T had been raped!" She sobbed. New rivers of tears streamed down her flushed cheeks. "But-t, it was you…Not tha-that horrible oaf of a demon. I-I'm just so relieved.

"Girl!" He said firmly; she could have sworn she saw a look of pain go through his eyes. "You know I'd never let anything happen to you! No matter how drunk I am!" It was an innocent remark but she saw the secret meaning in it, even if he didn't. He placed his forehead on hers, his hands still framing her face. He stared deep into her eyes before quickly jerking his head back up. "Girl! You're burning up! Stay here, I'm going to get the ol' man to make you some stew." He said quietly before giving her a light kiss on the lips. It wasn't deep or passionate, just a small sign of his affection.

"Inuyasha, wait!" She said a little louder than necessary, but to Inuyasha it was an ear-piercing shriek. He gave a slight flinch; stiffening his shoulders.

"What?" He asked, he needed some tonic from the man.

"I have a name. It's Kagome, in case you forgot. Please try to use it more often." She nagged.

"Yeah, okay, Ka-go-me." He said in a mocking voice, she was being really annoying right now but her health was first on his list of priorities. When he put her back on shore it wouldn't help if she were on the brink of death because of a measly flew.

He crawled out of bed; his head never ceased pounding. It seemed to pulse, constantly going never stopping. He needed to ask, `Ha,' he scoffed at the thought, more like demand and threaten for some tonic. He would do that when he demanded for the stew. He slowly made his was out of the room, occasionally tripping over things, his hangover did not stop his hanyou powers, but by no means did they assist in any way. He didn't bother putting on new clothes since the night before he fell asleep in his clothes. He had toppled right into the bed with Kagome, not thinking of the consequences.

He stumbled through the door into the hallway where he was met with eerie silence. All the other men must have been on post or still dormant in bed. He felt bad for the men on post, what an unlucky time to be put there, but he tried his best to make it equal. `Lucky bastard's." He thought to himself, what he would give to still be in bed. It must have been around four in the morning at the latest. Not the best time to have a sick temptress in your bed.

He walked into the galley, through the kitchens to a small room at the back. The chef's quarter's. Usually, (I don't know this) the chef had his quarter's close to the kitchens, but not directly inside. Inuyasha had given the man the direct order to sleep there because he was famous for having late night cravings. That was the easiest for both of them. As if on cue, his stomach let out a loud grumble.

Inuyasha burst through the cook's door, slamming it hard enough to rouse the sleep cook. "Ol' man, I'm hungry." He stated. "I want some tonic and stew."

The cook, barely half-awake, even after his rude captain had annoyingly woken him, replied. "Captain," The flea demon said. Though he was a flea demon he was currently in his human shaped form. "The stew is in the kitchen, along with the tonic. The bowls are where they always are. I'm surprised you didn't wait till morning to come get it. Though you mostly followed your pattern. Sometimes you're so predictable." Now that remark which would have usually had him growling he was thankful for. He was glad he always asked for stew and tonic, the crew wasn't that loyal. If they found out that he had a weakness there would be a mutiny before he could say `Kagome'.

He grudgingly poured two bowls of stew, one for each of them, and a glass of Myoga's tonic. His head felt like it was going to explode, or implode. He knew he wouldn't be sleeping anymore that night. Taking care of a sick girl took a lot of energy. He balanced the two bowls on one arm and the cup in his opposite hand. He was careful not to let any of his silver hair fall into the stew. He didn't want to have to pull a strand out of his soup.

He exited the kitchens, pushing through the door with his back, careful not to spill anything. As he entered the hallway he heard a disgusting retching sound coming from his room. The closer he came the more his nose was assaulted by a horrible smell. As he entered the room he saw Kagome on the far side of the room, hunched over his chamber pot, puking up what little food she are. She had yet to realize he was there. He put the bowls of stew and glass of tonic on his desk before walking towards her. She stopped throwing up long enough to take a few short pants before throwing her head back over the chamber pot.

He silently crept towards her, his boots creaking slightly, though she was to preoccupied to hear. When he reached her he drew all her hair into his hand and began to rub her back in a soothing motion. She glanced out of the corner of her eye to see who it was even though she probably wouldn't be able to do anything in her current condition. She continued to barf until she collapsed beside the pot, exhausted. He finally got a good look at her. Her hair was matted, the first few strands he mustn't have been able to remove in time, were coated with her up-chuck. Her eyes were sleep crusted, face pale like a ghost, lips trembling slightly. Chest heaving, begging for breath. Her face was pale like a ghost, dead, all life drained away. She completely disheveled, out of order, not prepared and a mess. She was a goddess sent down from the heavens to tease and tempt him. She had never looked so gorgeous in Inuyasha's eyes. Beautifuller that Kikyou ever was, a nagging voice in his head said. He had to agree. She was cold and distant, inky hair like Kagome's, but hers was straight and lifeless when Kagome's was volumed and full. Her eyes were a cold brown, distant and dead. Kagome's were a bright blue, sparkling with life. Her lips were pale and thin. Kagome's were a deep red and full, very kissable.

He let out a soft sigh thinking of Kikyou before giving a tired smile. "Come on, that shirt is gross; take it off."

She immediately grasped her shirt and clutched it to her. "No!" She snapped, now that the relief was gone it was replaced with anger. It was four in the morning, she was puking her guts out and the man she thought she loved was trying to rape her. She was not only very confused, but also tired, grumpy and angry, and not without reason. "I will not allow you to rape me."

"You thought I was going to rape you?" He asked sadly. She nodded vigorously. "Calm down, I wasn't, you're going to start to stink if you keep that on. I know women like to smell pretty so take it off." He said then as an after thought he added, "and change into something else."

Yet again she answered, "No," Though this time she didn't shout. Inuyasha walked over to his glass and took a large swig. "This is the only shirt I have." She saw him stand and head in the general direction of the door. "And don't you dare wake Sango, either."

"Bitch, calm down. I wasn't. I was going to grab you one of my shirts." She made a small `oh'. His dresser was right beside his door.

"Sorry." She said and looked down, really feeling guilty for having of snapped at him. "Sorry for being such a bitch lately. I'm confused right now." She glanced at him as he was rummaging through his drawers.

He saw the truth behind her words and said in a reassuring voice, "It's alright. Don't beat yourself up over it." As he finished he slung a long sleeved peach colored shirt at her. He turned to the desk and took another sip of the tonic. He diverted his eyes from the girl, knowing she wouldn't undress until he looked away.

Kagome slipped off the tight shirt, checking her breast band to see if it had been stained; thankfully it had not. She pulled on the new shirt. It was huge. It hung until mid thigh and the sleeves draped at least three inches past her fingertips. She hurriedly buttoned it up and rolled the sleeves up. It was a little tight across the breast but she would ignore it.

Inuyasha figured he had waited long enough and turned around just in time to see a glimpse of Kagome's large full well rounded breasts. His member sprang into action as he imagined seeing more of her beautiful body. She was so gorgeous she was almost a sin. He quickly spun to face the wall. He tried to think of something to fix his large problem. Myoga in a bikini, Myoga in a bikini. He repeated in his head. Slowly his tent in his pants went down until it completely faded. When he was curtain his problem was fixed he turned around again. Kagome stood there clad in his shirt, Sango's pants and Sango's boots. She looked gorgeous.

He patted the bed, signaling for her to come and lie down. Once she was on the bed he pulled the covers up to her chin and went to grab the half-empty chamber pot. He saw that one hand was covering her mouth and the other was grabbing at the pot with the other. He quickly handed over to her as she dumped more food from her stomach. Once she was done he placed it beside her on the floor. He went over to grab the stew and tonic. He took one sip of the tonic before putting it on the floor along with the stew then went to grab a chair from the desk. He set the chair up so he could feed her without it being too awkward. He picked the bowl off the floor and began to spoon feed her. At first she was skeptic, but found it was nice being pampered by her dog demon. As he fed her she stared deep into his eyes, neither breaking the staring contest. When a drip of stew rolled down her chin she would blush slightly before he would wipe it away with his index finger then give a smile of reassurance.

When it was done he replaced the chair and went to eat his meal at the desk. It was cold now but he didn't mind. As he finished the last of his meal he realized that the girl had fallen asleep. He noticed that a little color had returned to her cheeks and gave a slight sigh of relief. He left the room and went onto the deck. His shift started in 20 minutes. He took his leave with thoughts of Kagome in his mind. When she was better he knew that they needed to talk. He would have to tell her about Kikyou sooner or later as she would have to tell him the secret she was hiding, whatever that was.