InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Drenched, Frozen, Warmed ❯ Drenched, Frozen, Warmed ( Chapter 1 )

Drenched, Frozen, Warmed

By: Lilin's Gal

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, blah, blah, blah…

Inu Yasha get stranded in the wild. What ever shall become of them?

A/N: Sorry people but the story I started writing wasn't what was in my head. This chapter has been added to and the second one has been completely re-written. Thank you for taking the time to read this.

Thanks to everyone who reviewed.

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"Are you sure you'll be alright, Kagome?" Sango asked from the futon she was laying on. Her arm was in a sling and a bandage stood out in sharp contrast to the tanned skin of her forehead.

"Of course I'll be ok Sango, I'm not the one who's going to be all alone with Miroku," Kagome teased. They had been in a battle two days before and Sango had taken the brunt of the damage. Unable to dodge in time, she had been tossed into a tree and her forearm had been fractured.

"Oh don't worry, I have Kirara and Shippo here to guard me," then she added in a softer tone, "plus I only need one arm to wield a weapon."

Both girls were on the ground laughing when Inu Yasha entered the hut. "Are you ready yet, wench? That demon could be halfway across Japan before you say your good byes."

"Yah, yah," she sighed, rolling her eyes, "lets get going."

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It was hot. It was too damn hot. With a frustrated sigh, Kagome pushed her damp bangs out of her eyes, only to have them fall back a moment later. She and Inu Yasha had been walking for sometime through an area of the land so inhospitable that they hadn't even seen a tree in days.

In an attempt to stay cooler Kagome had tied her shirt closed just below her chest, exposing her midriff and Inu Yasha had stripped of his robes to the waist. Both were covered with sweat and too tired to complain.

Inu Yasha searched the horizon again for any signs of a village. Instead he picked out what looked to be the start of a series of mountains and the dark clouds of a rain storm.

"Kagome, climb on," he gestured crouching low, "hopefully their will be a town near the mountains." Nodding in agreement, she got herself situated upon his back. As he tore across the desert landscape, the wind ripped at both of them, calming their heated skin.

As they neared the foothills of the range, the first drops of rain fell. Like giant teardrops they hit the red dirt and scattered the dusty topsoil. The first to hit Kagome burned a cold trail straight to her soul causing her to shiver. Soon drop after drop chilled her skin and soaked through her clothing. In front of her, Inu Yasha's hair was flattened to his head, but he showed no sign of discomfort.

Up ahead, Inu Yasha spied a cliff with an overhang that looked to be their best chance for shelter. He dropped Kagome to the ground, brushing of her quizzical look. "This is as far as were going wench. Get used to it."

"Ok, Inu Yasha, no need to be a grouch," she muttered, sitting on the ground. Leaning against the cliff wall, she shivered again, suddenly noticing the extreme drop in temperature. Closing her eyes, she let herself drift of to a restless sleep.

When she awoke later, she seemed less cold. Shifting, she realized that she had another layer of clothes on. Slowly opening her eyes, the first thing she saw was red. Inu Yasha's haori. Snuggling deeper into the warm fabric, she took a moment to look around their impromptu shelter. The overhang was doing little to keep them warm or dry. Glancing over at Inu Yasha, she was surprised by how miserable he looked. His inner shirt was soaked through and his skin had a faint tinge of blue to it. He may be part demon, but he's not invincible, she reminded herself.
"Inu Yasha?" she called softly. His eyes remained closed, not acknowledging her. "Inu Yasha?"

Deciding that he needed to be warm as much as she did she carefully stood up, heading over to him. Calling out his name one more time, satisfied he was asleep, she climbed carefully into his lap, pulling the haori around both of them. Burying her face into his chest, she fell into a dreamless sleep.
Warm. The first thing he noticed when he woke up, was that he was warm, much warmer than he should have been. Not wanting to think about it, he wrapped his arms tightly around whatever it was that was keeping him so comfortable. But his mind wouldn't let go to the nagging idea that something had drastically changed since he first fell asleep.

Cracking his eyes open he was surprised, and yet not surprised, to find Kagome pressed against him. Inhaling sharply, he tried to deny to his body how right this felt. There was always something that felt reassuring when ever he carried her on his back, but this was even better. Carefully he ran a clawed finger across the curve of her cheek , smiling as she seemed to shift closer to him in response.

Pulling his eyes away from her, he glanced at their surroundings. The rain hadn't let up and the black of night was threatening to engulf them. He pulled Kagome tighter to his chest and buried his face into his hair, deeply inhaling. I'll just stay like this for a while, she doesn't need to know. Sighing in content, he didn't realize his roaming hands had found their way to her stomach, tracing lazy designs.

Kagome woke up to an odd sensation. It tickles, was her first real thought. Inu Yasha? Turning slightly she could see his silver hair, but his face was hidden form her. Suddenly at the back of her neck she felt a set of lips brush against her skin. She stiffened slightly in surprise.

"Inu Yasha?" His head jerked up, his guilty eyes meeting her inquisitive ones. He quickly pulled his hands back and leaned as far away from her as he could get without moving her from his lap.

"Gods Kagome, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have taken advantage to you while you were sleeping," he murmured, hanging his head in shame. "Damn, I don't know what came over me."

"Oh," was all Kagome could come up with. She felt disappointed that he seemed to regret it so much. "It's all right, I didn't mind."

"Really," he asked, looking up hopefully. "You didn't mind it?"

"No," she replied, shyly dropping her head. She was surprised when his arms suddenly wrapped around her waist again, pulling her against his chest. She couldn't help the smile that spread across her face as he started nuzzling her neck again. She let her fingers trail across his legs before she turned herself, sitting sideways on his lap.

He looked up, giving her a questioning look, but inwardly sighed in contentment, as she ran her hand across his cheek. Silently he moved his face against her palm, his eyes drooping . She carefully ran her fingertips up to his ears, stroking the soft fur. A low growl of pleasure rumbled from his chest, before he pulled back, searching her eyes.

He slowly leaned towards her again, giving her time to pull away. Instead she leaned in brushing her lips against his. As their lips gently caressed each other, Inu Yasha carefully flicked a claw across Kagome's back. Taking advantage of the tiny gasp that left her mouth, his tongue delved into her, exploring the warmth. Soon Kagome was kissing him back just as fierce, both of them playing off of instincts. His hands carefully slid their way under her shirt, moving upwards until he reached the fabric covering her breasts. A slight growl of frustration left his lips, causing Kagome to pull back a bit and laugh.

"Damn it wench, are you trying to kill me?" He muttered, hands still under her shirt, trying to divest her of the barrier.

"Well, Inu Yasha, had I know that we would have been doing this today, I may have worn something easier for you to rip of me," she stated sarcastically. Laughing again at how he was turning a faint shade of red, she decided to help him. She carefully removed his hands from their resting point on her ribs, to his great disappointment. Again a growl was starting at the back of his throat, but was cut short as her fingers undid the first button of her shirt. His gaze was fixed as he watched more and more skin reveal itself. Her head dropping shyly, she drew the shirt back off her shoulder and reached around to find the clasp of her bra. She briefly glanced back at Inu Yasha, who met her eyes with love and longing openly displayed among the golden flecks. Growing confident again she removed her bra.

A quick intake of air, betrayed Inu Yasha's calm exterior as his gaze roamed over her body. Carefully running his fingers up her sides, he let his fingers brush over her, rewarded when her lips opened in a silent gasp. Grinning he continued his caresses. Again his lips sought out hers, both of them burning with a passion brighter than before. Soon her hands were on his shoulders trying to push off his white inner robes. He rolled his shoulders, helping her remove the offending article of clothing, while never leaving her lips. When he was barred to the chest, Kagome pulled back to look at him. He was more muscled than his clothes led to believe, but still fit and trim. Her hands wandered over his surprisingly soft skin, following the path of her eyes. This being the best type of torture, Inu Yasha groaned softly before meeting her lips with a short but deep kiss. Pulling away again, he looked into her eyes. Studying his face for a moment she nodded back, giggling at the grin that took over his face in response.

"Do you want this?" she asked quietly. He shifted her in his lap, letting her feel just how much he wanted her. This time it was Kagome who couldn't stop grinning. Pressing her lips against him again, they kissed passionately as her hands worked on the ties to his pants.

His whole body jerked as he felt something warm and soft wrap itself around him. His eye lids sunk and some sort of growl of pleasure, that even he had never heard before, rumbled in his chest. Cool air briefly pressed against his skin, as his pants were drawn down farther. Before he could protest, her mouth enveloped him, causing him to see white. After a few moments of her gentle ministrations, he pulled her off of him and caught her lips.
"To can play at that game, wench," he growled playfully against her lips before spinning her around in his lap, so her back was pressed against his chest. His mouth was immediately against her neck, nipping and kissing her as his hands found their way under her skirt. Her hips bucked slightly in response as his fingers rubbed her through the fabric of her panties. He kept this up until they were damp and she was panting breathlessly. Ignoring her whimper of protest he removed his hands, but set to work removing her skirt, followed by her panties. His fingers once again resumed their gentle touch before he carefully slipped one into her. A shiver ran through her entire body as he slowly moved in and out of her. A second finger soon joined the first as her body continued to quake. When she broke, her muscles pulsating around his fingers, he kept moving, letting her ride out the waves. Before she could catch her breath, he was lifting her slightly and lowering her down onto him.

A ragged moan of pleasure tore from her lips as her body adjusted to him. He muscles, still shaking from a moment ago, clenched around him bringing them both more pleasure. Letting her call the shots, he waited until her hips started to move of their own accord and then helped her lift off of him slightly. When she sunk back down onto him it was life pure heaven. She continued to rise above him as his own hips started to thrust in a counter rhythm. His arms wrapped around her waist again, pulling her smooth back against his firm chest. One hand slid up to gently toy with her breasts as the other went lower to slip through her dark curls. Her hips bucked in response again, as he started to rub the bundle of nerves in tight circles.

Throwing her head back, she rested it against his shoulder as her hands found their way into his silver hair. Running her fingers across his scalp, her body took over completely as she moved against him even faster.

"Harder," she groaned as she kept on riding him. Removing his hand from her breast he moved down to her hip, helping her push down farther against him. Both of them started to lose control as their bodies fed off each other. Just when he was starting to think he couldn't last any longer, Kagome's back arched away from him and his name escaped her lips in a ragged cry. Seconds later the pulling of her muscles around him took over, as he gave his own cry of release.

Slumping against his chest, her body still shook with pleasure. Letting go of all conscious action, he slumped against the cliff wall, pulling the discarded haori around them and wrapping his arms around her.