InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Do you know how to dance? ❯ chapter 6 ( Chapter 6 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

6.

Sesshomaru lay in the bed next to his mate, watching over his mate’s shoulder in horrified amusement as her lips silently pressed together repeatedly, she honestly looked like a three year old making fun of a ‘fishy-kiss.’ It was such an odd thought but he could bring himself to no other conclusion then to describe it as such, it was cute, ‘despicable word‘, he sneered to himself thinking that at least had hadn’t thought it to be adorable. His head was propped upon his fist, his neck bent as he took in her form from behind her, mating was like nothing any one had ever prepared him for, no lesson, or book could honestly describe the details in which one came to know their mate as the bond took place. He wondered if his own sire and dam had such a bond as he had with Kagome, for one thing it was open season on her emotions, because unlike youkai it seemed that humans didn’t keep a subconscious lock on them.

Beyond that he really could feel every bit of her, even down to the slight pressure of her bladder, and the tingling of her stomach allowing him to know that as soon as she woke she would need to ‘go’ and eat. He marveled at it, but at the same time his brows drew together in thought, the bond had begun to form instantly, and for a few minutes it had felt as thought his little mate had something foreign power within her, but soon it had dissipated. Though that too had caused him to wonder, the foreign object had seemingly dispersed into her system, and her powers had flared wildly for a few moments before whatever it was, was no longer there. Seemingly absorbed, her scent had shifted a bit to be laced with no more innocence but more power, her other more floral scents were stronger as well, and his own scent it was rather intoxicating to smell himself within her so, but he also attributed this to having taken her innocence in the first place.

She was such a beautiful being he noted as he closed his eyes and allowed another memory of hers to flash his senses.. Their bond, he wasn’t sure but he’d never heard his mother or father tell him that when bonded as such, they were able to see the other’s memories, he was tired yes but only physically, closing his eyes her memories washed over him. If had looked he would have noticed Kagome deep in dreams of Sesshomaru’s past as well, her eyes flowing from left to right quickly as she watched his life as well. The air kicked in thoroughly at this point still bringing the temperature down, and causing Kagome to shift into Sesshomaru’s heated body more so.

She snuggled into him and rubbed her back against his chest, causing her mate to smirk gently at her crown of onyx tress, he was still knotted with in her, his back to the wall but a bit uncovered by the silken sheets, her body snuggling in the top sheet and his own body heat, the cool air only serving to force her more into his person. Her hair was spilled out around them both, his was no better, her body shivered a bit before he pulled a large comforter over them, he didn’t need it but she did. He would not have a sick mate on his hands because he was careless enough to leave her sweat shined body out to the elements of the cool air. No, that wouldn’t do at all, he needed to pup her and if she were sick it wouldn’t be easy, his mind suddenly taking on lustful thoughts causing his blood to flow southwards again, and his girth to renew its no longer slightly deflated expansion, Kagome groaning a bit being so filled again with his ever swollen member.

If he remembered learning correctly it took four days for a human’s fertilized egg to attach to the wombs lining, and life to be ‘sufficient,’ which meant that he would get to keep her bedridden for a little bit of time. He smirked devilishly, she was probably going to hate him by day five, and probably wouldn’t be able to walk properly if ever again, until day eight. Though he honestly didn’t want her to hate him, he intended very much so to keep her either on her hands and knees, on her back, or thoroughly attached at the hips to him in some shape, fashion or form. He could see it now, she’d be very passionate about what she wanted, and he’d have to let her know that it wouldn’t be happening, he worried a bit that this bullheaded woman might be his downfall, ‘look at what she had done to the half-breed, and she had possibly loved him‘.

It was then that he decided he would try to stay on his little mate’s good side, memories from earlier playing in his mind from when she had blasted him across the room, not to mention that graceful and impossible quickness with her twin. No, staying on his mates good side would be a very good idea, he had a feeling that her wrath was probably about as bad as his own, and probably had a shorter fuse too. He chuckled to himself, the deep and low tune shaking his chest were the slumbering Kagome lay, ‘life will never be the same again.’ he thought with a genuine smile as he kissed the top of his mate‘s head, already she was changing him.

He was aware that to take a mate was to resign yourself that you had a weakness, and even his father had asked him once if he had something to protect. He had scoffed at the old man as he took the titles of lord, he had the land and its people, he had family, he had businesses, but nothing so lowly as a female, he had sneered at the idiocy of his sire then, but now a mere twenty five years later he knew what it meant. He sighed, she was so young, and he was so old, and though they spoke of many things this night, fools and kings on this night, he wondered if she would be up to the roles she would now have. Looking still at her memories as they played across he knew she would be able to handle anything thrown at her.

It had only been an hour or so since the final bond had been made and he was already coming towards her twentieth year of life. It would take her the rest of the night’s sleep as well as tomorrows to be able to go through all of his own. Sesshomaru had planned to skip the rest of her life from twenty one until tonight simply because he didn’t want to see his mate doing anything with his half-brother, it didn’t matter that she was innocent and that he had taken her maidenhead, he didn’t want to see it at all. What made him watch it though was one particular memory, with a black jump-suit, guns, fights, swords, blood, her friends from the dance club, ‘what the hell kind of life had his mate lead before they’d met?’ He wanted to shake her awake to find out, but instead kept watching as memories flooded him, ‘seemingly mission, after mission, his sweet little mate slaughtering evil youkai, with precision tactics, dancing, photography, a mystic jewel?’


Close to the Yokohama Residence near the Sea….


Dinner with Kikyo had been less then an enjoyable affair for the hanyou, still his senses were off as tomorrow was the night of the new moon, his mood was miserable and angry because of what happened with his confrontation with his elder brother and Kagome.. His night over all was just not going well, and the woman whose company he kept was anything but favorable. They had gone to his most favored diner, he liked the place because it sold greasy American food as well as ‘classic’ Japanese favorites, not to mention that oddly enough the place made some of the best and cheapest ramen there was around, it wasn’t too far from college, and well, it was open all the time.

They had gotten a booth, neither one speaking, too lost in thoughts to really say anything to either person, the waitress came by and dropped off the menu and took their drink order, silence had reined, none of this though hadn’t bothered him. ‘What do you really talk about with someone you just met today, who happens to be your ex-girlfriend/fiancées twin and near double, oh and did you take into account that you fucked her and are homeless because of it? Yeah just what did you talk about?’ He had grimaced at the thought, not thinking too much into all of it though, because honestly at this point his thoughts were just jumbled.

They ordered, he had gotten his favorite while Kikyo had pitched a fit about the lack of real food here, and had eventually settled on a salad, though oddly she got a beer to go through with it. The girl was a waif there was no reason she needed to eat so light but he couldn’t bring himself to care lest he end up paying out of pocket for it in the end, or so he thought until she had downed six more beers, and half of his food as well. Honestly it was shocking to see how much of a vacuum she could be, hell Kagome could throw down when she wanted to he guessed they were as different as they liked to think.

With so much drinking and Kikyo’s lack of actual food had left her rather tipsy, with less inhibitions, and a loose lipped. She had blathered on for hours about sexual favors that she had with Sesshomaru, and others, gone into great detail about this and that, and it had taken all his control not to just up and leave her in the street. His mother and father had taught him better then this, though lately he hadn’t been living up to their standards, he knew he couldn’t just leave the smashed female to her own devices. Luckily his father’s penthouse suit was near by and they could just get some rest, and try to figure out what to do in the morning. That had been what he was thinking, get to the penthouse, and this night could be over soon, it was his surprise tonight to get there and not be able to go up.

They hadn’t been greeted with the normal blaze of flash bulbs, which for once he was glad about. Being a member of such a family as his left many things to be desired such as privacy, he hadn’t wanted to bring Kikyo here and end up on the Tokyo Post front page the next morning, it seemed for a moment that his luck had gone his way. He’d gotten to the door and pulled up so the valet could take the car, the male helping the slightly wobbly Kikyo, when one of the managers of the towers came out, informing him that the penthouse was in use, and would not be available for him. He was pissed but the drunken Kikyo causing problems with the help had prompted him to flee with his drunken ‘pop-tart’ in tow.

It had been such and odd night, he reflected as he drove away from the penthouse towards his fathers real home, he had started off the day just doing nothing really. Found Kikyo, talked to her, found that they really liked one another, one thing led to another, then they got caught. He hadn’t ever felt anything as cold as the dead pan eyes and face Kagome gave him before she walked out. He had thought about everything, and had actually been okay with the idea of Kikyo just a few hours before, but now he was not so sure, Kikyo was like trying to pick his major in college, a possible waste of time, but maybe a future. Then they had come to Kagome and Sesshomaru, he remembered the boiling fury at seeing her in his brothers arms in such a position. It had been odd though, he would never willingly admit it, his brother and his ex-girlfriend had looked very good together, far better then he and Kagome ever had, seeing them together though it infuriated him only left him with anger and a scowl, he felt hurt, but he had known he had hurt her first.

The near fight was unexpected as well, he wondered what his brothers intentions were towards Kagome, he had never seen Sesshomaru act anything like that before, so defensive and protective, it was almost brash.. Shippo was a shock, not Miroku though, he and Kagome had been friends for ages, it was no secret that the monk was overprotective of Kagome. They were like brother and sister, and more, Inuyasha was well aware that the man was more aggressive then passive. Specifically that the monks calm cool demeanor could and did shift fast and hard if pushed, and Kagome was a reason to get pushy over. No, Shippo really wasn’t a shock either when he thought about it, he had only met the guy last year but Kagome had seemingly adopted him as a baby brother of sorts, and well he couldn’t blame the kitsune really for wanting to protect his friend. He’d never openly admit it but there was just something a bit too dark and mischievous about Shippo from time to time, he had never wanted to make him an enemy. Sesshomaru he could handle, he was direct and to the point. Only, there was no telling what Shippo could or would do, you were lightly to end up buried neck deep in low tide near Piranha infested waters, Inuyasha shuddered at the thought.

And then the disastrous dinner happened, it really wouldn’t have been so bad if Kikyo hadn’t been making such a great self pity party, she hadn’t seemed like this kind of girl earlier but now, well she was rather pathetic all drunk and moody. This all brought him to his last issue though, Sesshomaru was at their fathers Tokyo penthouse, it was well known that Sesshomaru didn’t like the penthouse and only used it in emergencies, due to the fact that it was where their father hid from Izayoi, the hanyou‘s mother. His brother of coarse was last seen with Kagome, and coupled with the fact that he hadn’t been able to get inside to the penthouse, that it was occupied allowed all kinds of things to play in the hanyou’s already addled mind.

He was pensive with slight worry and anger for the possibilities, but as much as he thought was going on, he convinced himself easily that Kagome would do nothing. She had been with him for three years and they had gotten to second base, and no farther, there was no way Sesshomaru was getting to home base after having only met tonight. With that in mind he pulled into his father’s driveway, pressing the code to open the gate, and up to the mansion he went. His ‘date’ was already knocked out, he was pleased to some degree on this matter, because he was not sure he could take listening to her all night long.

Not waiting to wake her he callously pulled the girl from her seat and threw her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, lumpy, beer smelling potatoes. The butlers asked no questions, some were humans others demons, the scent of alcohol clouded the females scent, and she bared a resemblance to Kagome already he got no odd looks, nor did he have to answer anything, and again for this he was grateful.

Making his way to his room, the one his mother always kept for him when he came home, Inuyasha sat the girl on the bed, and began to disrobe her, it wouldn’t be comfortable to sleep in a tight dress. Pulling her heels off and her stockings he couldn’t help be admire her sheer beauty, if she could just be silent, and not so hateful, maybe even nice she would be a very wonderful girl, even if she was sullen every now and then. She was shorter then Kagome, her hair wasn’t as nice, nor her breasts as big or legs as long but she was still very pleasing to the eye. Something in him felt that if she were his he wouldn’t have to be so jealous as he had been with Kagome. Kagome was pure, untouched, there was always something about her that drove him to be so possessive, and brash when around her, and yet he felt at peace near this female, specially now that she was unable to verbally grate his nerves.

Sighing to himself he pulled off his shirt and took the undershirt putting it on Kikyo. Slowly working his hands behind her back while steadying her so she didn’t fall off the bed, he removed her bra, his hand slowly caressing her soft skin making him blush a bit. His room was cold, as he liked it when he slept, her nipples reacted to the effects of the temperature and erected into dumb drop sized tents. His attention was drawn to them, hungrily he looked at her reactions just to his touch, he had honestly enjoyed her physical attentions but he was not so low as to take advantage of her while she was not fully herself. Sighing he pushed her back on the bed and started to undress himself, shyly looking over her drunken form, blushing more as she moved a bit revealing her creamy legs, that were still rather long for a Japanese woman. Her hair was tossed over the bed haphazardly, and she looked beautiful. He sighed as he finally got in bed setting his alarm clock for eleven, it was about four in the morning and he’d just heard his mother’s feet shuffling down the hall. Getting comfortable in bed, he was almost nodding off when he heard the phone slamming into the wall with a force. He chuckled a bit to himself thinking of how annoyed his father had to be right now.


At the Osaka castle…


Hatsumomo was livid, not really that she had lost her title as Lady of the Western lands, no she was well aware that her son was not stupid so the job would befall someone worthy. No what she was pissed at was that she had not been informed before it happened, what kind of son did she raise? He was so ungrateful just like his father, she thought bitterly, but that was only an angry lie to make her feel better. Her son was seemingly a perfect mix of both she and her mate, his bright silver hair and crescent moon were from his mother’s side of the family, along with his poisons and shrewd mind, and tactical ways, but his golden amber eyes, and good looks were all his father, his strengths, his passions, though few knew of those were all so like Toga’s.

She sighed and whipped a tear from her eye, she almost wanted to laugh, she never cried about her mate, never once even when she was told of his affair after nearly a thousand years of mating, even after the human female was pupped with a hanyou, even when he stepped down to give her son rise to power. Never had she cried, now she teared up at the thought. She was not a wholly bitter female, in then end the human would die, and Toga would be her’s again, but at the same time it would never be the same, she would never trust him so fully with herself again, and it hurt her to think this way. His second son would always be a living reminder no matter what happened when Izayoi died, the hanyou would live on and be a constant reminder.

Hatsumomo did not want to think like this, and so she decided simply that she would not, she wondered what kind of female her son would have taken as mate. Someone strong for her son opposed to one that was weak, someone powerful and strong willed, for she couldn’t see her son with anyone of a weak mind either. She would be a compliment to his being, the yin to his yang, she smiled as she wished her pup happiness, and that he never knew the pain her own mate had caused her. Hatsumomo get back into bed, she had just called Toga, and had found nothing, it was late and the lack of power now that the lands power flowed into another left her feeling weak. She wanted, no, needed to take sleep, she would talk to her son later, and when she did she’d box his ears for not telling her about his bitch before mating. She smiled thinking about silver headed pups to play with, truly she was a happy female.


At the Sunset Shrine, Tokyo …


Souta sat up late working on his history paper, procrastination being one of his favorite words, he hated classes sometimes, and was only glad that he had never spoken up about his own spiritual powers as Kagome and Kikyo had, the sixteen year old was not the type to shave his head and go into the priesthood as their Jiji often wanted him to. He was the most popular kid at his school not that he cared, really all he wanted to do was follow some of Kagome’s footsteps and get into college to get a good job. It was late nearly four when he last checked his watch, and history wasn’t going to just write a report on itself. He sat in his bedroom, the last room on the second floor of the home built in the shrine, his bedroom window open allowing a slight breeze in when he felt a massive surge of reishi, specifically Kagome’s. He stood in his socks and boxers ready for possible battle when he saw the blinding light, and felt her reishi mix with jyaiki, the colors were acrid green and bright pink at first before they shifted into a pearly white, it was beautiful. He figured knowing certain customs and the direction the light came from that his sister had finally mated that idiot Inuyasha.

He sighed while sitting back in his chair, Mom would be happy, he thought, Dad, well Dad wasn’t going to like it so much, he shivered at the thought. Kagome got her temper from dad, and they were both nothing to mess with when angry, shuddering farther when he’d remembered some of the fights they’d had over the years especially about that dog eared jerk. At first he’d been happy for his sister, contrary to popular belief he was rather close to both his siblings, and they were the same with him, though he knew Kikyo and Kagome did not get along at all, if it weren’t for him they wouldn’t grin and bare it. Inuyasha was brash and often offensive but Kagome had really seemed to like him a lot, he was rather dashing in a rough way, or at least Souta perceived him as such, the only problem was his possessive nature. It was not at all like other inu youkai he’d met before, it was well beyond that. It was like he had the same protective urges without the security to trust the one he was with, that was one thing he knew. He’d taken it upon himself when Kagome started dating the guy to find out everything about dogs.. It didn’t mater that he was the baby brother, if the hanyou ever did anything to upset his sister he would pay, Souta thought while slamming his fist on his computer table, his fist blazing an acute purple with holy power.

His eyes blazed with unseen fury thinking of the many times his sister had come home crying staying the night because of him, and how many phone calls had she made to him to sate her nerves. He honestly didn’t mind that he was Kagome’s rock, she was the unsinkable being for everyone she knew, everyone and anyone always felt at ease around her enough to allow her to carry their burdens with or for them, she was selfless to a fault, and there for did tend to need protecting from herself more then anyone else. Kikyo was emotionally unstable and let the world see it, Kagome was exactly the same but only a certain few were privy to that side of her, in fact only her ‘friends’ and himself for that matter had ever seen her vulnerable. Whoever though went against his sister, they’d have to get through him first, plain and simple, he kind of hoped that it wasn’t Inuyasha though, he really didn’t like him, and it had nothing to do with him being hanyou. Those ears were like a babe magnet so that was completely not the reason. Inuyasha was simply just too careless with Kagome’s feelings, and if it did turn out to be kitten ears, well they were going to have a little talk, him, Dad, and Inu, maybe Shippo and Miroku too.

The teen nodded to himself as he got up and put a t-shirt on to go downstairs and get a drink so he could stay up and finish his paper.. He stealthily stalked down the old house stairs, maneuvering over the creaky step so as not to make a sound, getting down the hallways no sounds at all so far so good, he thought, only to trip helplessly over the cat Buyo. He cursed loudly as his face met the floor. His Father came bellowing out of their bedroom, followed by his mother, and Jiji from his own bedroom, blushing with embarrassment, Souta gave them a sheepish grin, while Jiji just went off muttering about teenagers, and Dad went back to sleep.. His mother on the other hand did not get back to bed so soon. “Need something? A snack maybe?”

Souta nodded a bit to tired to really voice it, and maybe the early morning breakfast or snack would jump his brain into motion again “So, care to tell me what’s got you so hopped up?” came his mother’s melodic voice, he could curse her for her sixth sense, she should have been born a gypsy. Her momma-senses were sharper then any parent he’d ever met before, she was also the only one besides Kagome that knew he had spiritual powers. He sighed and told his mother about the surge of power, and him sneaking to his demise via Buyo, she wasn’t too shocked about any of it, which was another thing he loved about his mom. He smiled and kissed her brow as he took his snack back upstairs to tackle the damned history paper, leaving his mom to sit and think on all they had talked about.

Sayuri sat while her son went back upstairs to finish his paper, she smiled to herself. She was not so young she once was, and couldn’t hold her children’s hands through all of lives events, but she was a bit weary of things that were happening, this was soon for her daughter. Something had not gone as planned for her to be mated if her son was right she was certain he was. She had seen first hand that His powers, though not as strong as Kagome’s were something to be reckoned with, her daughters friend, Miroku had come over many times to help her son out with control for no reason other then he needed it. Miroku was such a sweet young man, she hoped who ever it was Kagome mated, was someone like him.

She sighed, knowing Inuyasha was not apart of her family, she could feel it, and she was usually never wrong about these things. She wondered who it was though, as she stepped out into the breezy lazy predawn light, she was up now, and wouldn’t be able to gain sleep on such thoughts, she went out to the old tree of ages on the property. Its branches were many and tall, its future bright, it was the symbol of the Higurashi’s line, planted long ago with the first to live here, serving to protect them from everything, she prayed to her family long gone, and any who would listen that her daughters find happiness. She no longer wished to pretend she didn’t notice the rift between them, she prayed that the new male in her daughters lives were good to them, and that they would be happy and loved, mostly she prayed that it would be okay. When she was done the sun was beginning it’s ascend to the heavens, and she was off back inside to change and start breakfast, a small smile on her face as the breeze caressed her being.