InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Destinies Collide ❯ Thoughts Before the Party ( Chapter 16 )

This takes place two weeks after the last chapter's events.

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Enough chatting, on to the story. Next chapter will be the party.

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Destinies Collide

Chapter 16: Thoughts before the party

Two weeks. It had been two long boring weeks. Life with Kouga hadn't been too bad. Who was she kidding? It was horrible. Of course, it didn't help her situation that she tried to escape the first night. Hey, he had been the idiot who hadn't chained her up for the night. She had found that rather unusual. She was used to being chained up at night or whenever the `master' was away. Her little escape act had earned herself a hand full of begs and a rather irritating security blanket at night.

Security blanket? That's what he had called it, but she saw it as a way for him to get closer to her. Every night thereafter, he would make her cuddle up with him on his bed, his arms wrapped securely around her waist. If she made the slightest movement, he would gather her closer to his body. This quickly became very annoying. Most of the time, the pervert would get an instant erection as soon as their bodies hit his bed. She would find herself being pulled under his body while his hands roamed every curve on her body.

Sure she tried to hit him, she even kneed him in the balls, but that proved futile. As soon as she tried to get away, he would capture her tiny hands in his own and hold her to the bed. He would then take the opportunity to explore her mouth. She wasn't sure what kept him from claiming her, but she was glad that he hadn't taken it that far yet. Her thoughts turned to her savior. Their connection had dulled considerably since the binding, but he was still there in spirit. Damn monk and his spiritual powers. If it hadn't been for the binding, she would have purified the wolf instantaneously.

Binding? Ha, those wimps. To her knowledge she had never hurt anyone her entire life. Then again, there were some blank spaces in her memories that she wished to get the answers to. However, she felt that the only person who be able to fill in those blanks would be the golden-eyed man. Over the last couple of weeks, she had thought about her savior more and more. It seemed that their psychic connection only worked when they were in direct contact with each other. She felt that this was another effect of the binding. It became more apparent whenever Kouga would touch her. She could feel something stir inside of her. It raged with anger, but it didn't boil to the surface like it had in the past. Wait, the anger boiled to the surface in the past? Could that be why she didn't remember anything?

She felt the arms around her waist grip her tighter and she winced from the pain. Damn wolf. Four days ago he took off with a few of his pack members to go fight some other demon pack. He had said something about it being a bear pack, a rabbit pack, or something like that. She really didn't care. He had taken the precaution to chain her up, which only irritated her, more. He came back four days later in a particularly bad mood. One of his right hand men had unchained her and warned her not to do anything to upset him. The warning must not have reached the other pack members because as soon as the prince entered his den, he was bombarded with questions about the battle. That's when the conversation turned ugly.

"Those bastards. How dare they do that to us? And they expected us to beg for their forgiveness. How idiotic. The prince of the wolf clan does not beg for forgiveness. They should have to beg for my forgiveness. I would love to see the day when those bastards get on their knees and beg for us to save them. Ha. I would turn them down in an instant. The losers. Oh, and you should have seen the look on their faces when we came close to beating them. Of course, they won in the end. The bastards. Shit...."

His speech continued in much the same fashion. She never knew that beg could be used to describe a battle quite as colorfully as he was doing. The hole he was digging her into became deeper and deeper. Six begs later, she was rewarded with an achy body and four broken ribs. Of course, he acted innocent about the act. He claimed that he forgot about his subduing command over her. She knew better. He had done it to get back at her for not letting him sleep with her. Ok, so technically speaking they were sleeping together, but they weren't having sex.

He had taken her to a doctor, after the beg incident, whom had promptly fixed her up and put her on bed rest for the next couple of weeks. Kouga wasn't too happy about the situation. Then came Friday, the day of the Queen's party. He was insistent that she go with him, despite what the doctor had said. The Queen wanted to meet her and she had to go. She silently hoped that either her savior or the Queen would reprimand Kouga for breaking her ribs. That would be a lovely sight.

She sighed as her thoughts returned to her savior for the umpteenth time. She had a feeling that Kouga had a big surprise waiting for him at the party. Her angel was angry, almost livid that he could do nothing to stop Kouga's actions. She knew he wanted to rip Kouga up into little pieces and feed him to any demon that also hated the wolf. Sadly, their connection was fading more by the day. At this moment, she could barely feel his presence inside of her. She sighed and felt Kouga stirring behind her. Soon he would be awake and she would have to abandon her thoughts until later.

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"You can't wait to see her again. Can you?"

"Miroku, I'm warning you to shut up before I tear you apart."

"Look, you shouldn't be embarrassed about this sort of thing. It's natural for us guys to want girls." Miroku walked up behind the hanyou and placed his hands on the other mans shoulders.

InuYasha was sitting on a bench in the outside garden. It was the very same bench that he had taken Kikyo during the last party. He grabbed Miroku's hands and squeezed, digging his claws into the other mans skin. Miroku yelped and let go of InuYasha. The hanyou returned his hands to his lap and hung his head low. Over the last two weeks he had felt himself slowly going insane. That was the best way he could describe it.

The binding had made it impossible for him to feel her. At first, he hadn't known what that meant. She apparently had no clue about it either. It had been like a part of him had been shut off from the rest of his body. It felt hollow and empty. The monk had hypnotized him a few more times since then. They had found out some very interesting things. During the course of their sessions, it came out that InuYasha had used his angel's body to kill her masters. That was interesting, but what intrigued them more was when InuYasha began to get mad for no apparent reason.

It would start up suddenly. One minute, InuYasha would be calm and quiet and the next, red was bleeding into his eyes and he was yelling for the bastard to stop touching his angel. Miroku began to dive deeper into InuYasha's psyche. He found out that the hanyou's soul was deeply entwined with the woman's soul from the cell. It had taken him a good amount of time to figure out with whom the hanyou was connected, but from some of the descriptions that InuYasha gave, he knew there was only one person who fit the bill.

InuYasha sighed and stood up, stretching his arms over his head. He took a deep breath and released as he brought his arms back down. He turned to face Miroku, who was still looking at the blood trailing down his hands from the hanyou's earlier assault.

"Who said anything about being embarrassed?"

Miroku kept his eyes on his hands. "That hurt you know. Why did you do that?" Apparently, the monk hadn't heard the hanyou's words.

"Keh, serves you right for grabbing hold of me. You should know better by now."

"But you hurt me. Look," Miroku stretched his arms out so that the hanyou could get a better view of the monk's so-called injuries.

"Oh no, I'd better rush you to the doctor before all your blood escapes from those tiny wounds. Crybaby! I'd hate to see you with a real wound." Sarcasm dripped from InuYasha's voice.

Miroku rolled his eyes. "Oh please, InuYasha. I'm not going to die from this."

"Oh really? Well, the way your acting, I'd think you were about to pass on any minute."

Miroku wiped his hands on his robes. He quickly forgot about his wounds and returned his attention to the hanyou, a lecherous smile gracing his lips. "So, I was thinking, you need to get that girl alone tonight. You know, have a little talk with her, make her yours, that sort of thing."

In an instant, InuYasha was standing in front of the monk. "Why on earth do you think I want to mate her?"

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe it's because you talk about her in your sleep?"

InuYasha turned around and crossed his arms over his chest. "I do not."

"You're in denial." Miroku shook his head.

"I am not. Your making things up." InuYasha turned back around and stared daggers at Miroku.

"Oh really? I want you so bad…. I miss you…. I need you by my side always and forever…. Bare my child." Miroku did his best to impersonate what InuYasha sounded like in his sleep.

InuYasha's jaw dropped and his arms instantly went to his sides. "I said that, huh?"

"Yep. She has you wrapped around her little finger."

"There's a hole in your theory." InuYasha straightened back up, crossing his arms across his chest.

"Hum, sounded fine to me."

"That's where you're wrong. I would never ask a girl to bare my child."

Miroku sweat dropped. "Um…. Uh…. Ok, so maybe I made that last part up."

"Only the last part? I think you made the entire thing up."

Miroku took a step forward. "Look, you were asleep. So, how do you know what you said?"

InuYasha turned his head toward the sky. "I don't, but I'm sure as hell not going to believe what you say."

"Fine. Don't appreciate me." Miroku turned around and started walking in the direction of the main house.

"Wouldn't be the first time."

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"Let me guess, he didn't believe you cockamamie story?"

"Uh, you could say that."

"Uh huh. I told you. Didn't I?"

Miroku looked up and caught her gaze. "But I wasn't lying. You heard him talking in his sleep that night. You can't say that I was imagining it."

"I'm not saying you imagined it. I heard him, but I told you that he wouldn't believe you." She walked over to a huge dresser that sat on the far left wall in InuYasha's room. She opened one of the drawers and began putting InuYasha's clothes in various spots within the drawer.

Miroku sighed and plopped down on InuYasha's bed. He watched the girl intently as she bent down to put InuYasha's clothes in his dresser. A lecherous smile graced his lips as his gaze centered on her rear end. He would do anything to touch and caress that fine piece of flesh. With that in mind he slid off the bed slowly. He tiptoed over to the unsuspecting girl. When he was within groping distance, he reached out and let his hand glide up and down her rear end.

She stood up instantly upon feeling the hand on her bottom. In one fluid movement, she turned around and slapped the monk across the face before he had a chance to think. He rubbed his bruised face as he took a step back.

"I'm sorry. My hand has a mind of its own."

"Yeah right. I didn't believe that line the first time you said it and I sure as hell don't believe it now."

"Ah, come on Sango. You should feel privileged to be the center of my attention."

"Oh really? How about that Yura girl that came over the other day? You practically undressed her in front of everyone. If InuYasha hadn't hit you hard enough to make you unconscious, then you would have made good with your question about having her bare your children." Sango stepped to the side and went around the flustered monk. How dare he? She felt her anger rising. Why was she letting that letch get to her? She had only met the monk a little over a week and a half ago. She couldn't have gotten that attached to him in such a short amount of time.

"But…. I…. Um…. I…." He didn't know what to say. She had him there. Curse his hand.

"Don't even try it. It won't help you." She stormed out of the room leaving a dazed monk to stare after her.

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It had been two glorious weeks since Sesshomaru had mated her. She stared at the ceiling in the room that she now shared with her mate. She stretched and rolled over to her right side. She felt a pair of arms snake around her waist and pull her flush with his body. She sighed. She loved to be in his arms. She felt safe and protected.

He released one arm from her waist long enough to move her hair from her neck. Once that task had been completed, he returned his arm to her waist and dropped his head down to her neck. He slid his tongue down her neck and was rewarded with a shudder from her. He smirked. After all he had put her through in the last four days, his bitch still wanted more. His smile grew wider as he remembered the last four days.

Six days ago, her scent had spiked. It smelled so sweet, so inviting. He couldn't get it out of his head. He knew she was in heat, but he had to have her. At first, he tried to stay away from her. He really didn't want to get her pregnant so early in their mating. He wanted to wait a few months or maybe years before they took that step. The major problem was that he couldn't stay away from her for very long. He wanted her with him at every moment of every day. Her scent drove him wild for two days before he couldn't take it any longer. He had to have her.

That's when he had taken her to his room. For four days, he mated her almost constantly and only let her rest for a few minutes before he was at it again. Jaken was the only one aloud to come near his door and would bring his master food. He wasn't a heartless bastard. He did let her sleep, for an hour at a time, no more no less. Today marked the end of their four-day adventure. He sniffed the air once more. Good, her heat was over and he had no doubt that she was with child. It would take another couple of weeks before he knew for sure, but he was willing to wait.

"Rin, how are you feeling?"

She was taken aback by his question. In truth she was very sore. A rather amusing idea ran through her head. She figured that she wouldn't be able to walk for a while because of what he had done to her. She didn't mind though. She was his mate and she would have to get used to this.

"I'm just a little sore, but I'll be fine."

He smirked. He raised his hand to her face and tilted her head towards his. He stared in her eyes for a moment before capturing her lips with his own.

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"That bastard hasn't responded to my offer."

"But my lord, I'm sure he has a good explanation."

"I will accept no explanation from him."

He slammed his fist down upon his desk. His servant gulped and took a step back. He sat back down in his chair and settled his elbows upon the desktop. He entwined his fingers and stared at his servant. Did that dog really think he would get away with ignoring him? Well, he had another thing coming.

"Tell me about his servant."

"That guy's annoying. He looks like a frog…."

"Not that guy. I could care less about that sorry excuse of a demon. I'm talking about the girl."

"Oh, sorry sir. I didn't know who you were talking about."

"Just get on with it."

"Yes sir. He seems very attached to the girl. Seems he even mated her. They disappeared from sight about four-days ago. I don't know what happened."

"Interesting. What about the hanyou?"

"He hasn't shown us what we wish to know. I don't think he knows a powerful miko. There's no possible way that idiot could ever be connected to someone that powerful."

"I didn't ask for your opinions. I just asked for information. Now leave my sight."

"Yes sir."