InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ ED Ficlets: Challenge Destiny ❯ Darling, I Feel Your Breeze ( Chapter 8 )

Darling, I Feel Your Breeze

 

 

 

Prompt: Blush

Title: Darling, I Feel Your Breeze
Author: Inu Hanyou Nikkie
Rating: T
Genre: WAFF/Comedy/Romance/Sweetness
Universe: Canon
Word Count: 275
Summary: It's the moment he's waited for for so long. The Wedding Night.
Warnings: None really except Fluff and Sugar

A/N: Inspired by V6's songs Darling and Feel Your Breeze, it's really sweet and catchy (both available at Youtube to see)

 

Disclaimer: I do not own nor make any monies off of Inuyasha and the gang. No, that pleasure completely belongs to the Goddess Rumiko Takahashi, Shounen Sunday, VIZ. I am only using them for pure entertainment value only.

 

 

 

Darling, I Feel Your Breeze

 

 

 

This was it. The Moment!

 

He'd never truly understood mostly due to his ingrained belief that it could ever happen to him, a filthy worthless hanyou. But he isn't worthless or filthy. He had that beaten out of him by the devotion and unwavering, complete love of one small slip of a brave woman-child. Who yelled in his face without fearing any violence from a `monster' upon their first meeting.

 

The ever Mysterious Wedding Night.

 

Dressed in their ceremonial wedding dress with the brightness of the full moon ethereally wrapping about them; they stood facing the other, next to a sparkling pool and silver-glowing lush grass.

 

Kagome had a secret shy smile on her face as she took in the shocked disbelieving expression of her husband, the mighty fearless warrior InuYasha. Stunned by the knowledge he was married, he was accepted and now to experience a Life that his mother only hinted at with her words.

 

Now after 3 years of missing her presence, InuYasha had her like no other could or will. They were bound to by human standards and next will be bound for all eternity by youkai standards after completing the ritual.

 

Kagome reached out, a soft blush dusting her cheeks, and began to undress her stupefied, clueless husband. His golden eyes watching her growing more molten with each tender movement until they near shone like little suns in the darkness did she reach his unblemished skin of his chest. Top layers pooling about his feet, she leaned slowly in pressing the softest, most reverent of kisses to his now healed heart, an answering blush dusting his cheeks as crystal tears fell.