InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Feel Like Makin' Love ❯ Looking for Love in All the Wrong Places ( Chapter 3 )

FLML Chapter 2

 

Looking For Love in All the Wrong Places

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And if I had the sun and moon, and they were shining
I would give you both night and day, love satisfying

Feel like makin'...
Feel like makin' love, feel like makin' love
Feel like makin' love, feel like makin' love to you - Bad Company

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She lay beneath him, his Kagome…Her ebony hair flowed over the pillow on his futon, her sweet, pink lips open as she gasped in ecstasy… InuYasha pounded into her sweet flesh, his eyes drinking up the radiance of her lush, sweet curves as they trembled under the ministrations of his cock…

 

“Oh…yes my Lord…ahhh…”

 

The fantasy was broken and InuYasha's eyes snapped open. The human woman beneath him had a resemblance to Kagome…as all the women he took to his bed did. But she was not his miko, his one true love, and he pulled out of her in disgust and disappointment. She looked up at him, startled and hurt, as he turned away, his erection shriveling quickly. A feeling of overwhelming guilt and pain came over him, and he sat at the edge of the futon, his head bowed.

 

On the other side of the closed door to InuYasha's rooms, Jaken crouched and listened. The little, impish looking retainer felt it was his duty to report the disgraceful things his Lord's brother persisted on doing. He was still taking humans to his bed even after his Lord had hired a go-between to find and introduce him to the finest youkai ladies in the Western Lands! The ungrateful wretch!

 

A soft rustling sound behind Jaken startled him, and he nearly fell over. Looking up, he saw his Lord looming over him, staring down at him questioningly.

 

“My Lord-” Jaken began to say, but had to speak no further.

 

“OUT!” InuYasha yelled, loud enough to be heard by them both.

 

The door flew open and a young human woman with wild, hurt eyes ran out, her yukata flopping about her, and nearly tripped over Jaken. The youkai Lord standing next to him with narrowed eyes and a displeased air scared her almost out of her wits, and she squeaked and fled down the hallway towards the front entrance of the fortress.

 

Peering into the room, Jaken saw InuYasha sitting on his futon, his face in his hands and his silver-white hair falling around him. A forlorn sight, but this did not move the self-righteous retainer towards sympathy.

 

“M-my Lord,” stammered Jaken. “I was just going to leave to tell you that InuYasha was still-.”

 

“I see…” said Sesshomaru darkly.

 

He stared at his brother, who had fallen back on the bed with a sigh and growl of frustration and not noticed their presence in his emotional state. Then Sesshomaru turned and left, his long hair brushing Jaken's nose. It was at that moment InuYasha finally noticed he was being watched.

 

“Why, you little spy!” growled InuYasha angrily, and leaped off the bed clutching the sheet around his waist. “How dare you intrude on me!”

 

“It is my duty to inform my Lord of any impropriety in his domain!” Jaken responded, puffing out his small chest with self importance. “It is you who owe my Lord an explanation why you persist in this foolishness when you know he does not approve!”

 

“I can do what I damn well please!” InuYasha said, one hand holding the edge of the door and the other the sheet around him. “You just tell him that!”

 

The door closed in Jaken's face and the retainer fell backwards on his rear end. Oh, he would be sure to tell Lord Sesshomaru about InuYasha's actions! He was his Lord's retainer and still his brother gave him no respect! In fact, InuYasha had been giving his Lord less and less respect as the years wore on. This obsession with the missing miko knew no end. It had to be only a matter of time before his Lord just gave up on making InuYasha a proper Inu Youkai! It seemed InuYasha was intent on following the same path as his and his Lord's father and taking a human mate…Fool.

 

Jaken picked himself up, dusted himself off, and walked away.

 

Back in his room, InuYasha plopped down on the futon with a sigh. This madness had to end. Not because his brother commanded it to, but because with every woman he brought to his bed, he only got more depressed. It just wasn't worth it anymore. Looking up he was facing the finished portrait of Kagome. She smiled sweetly at him as she leaned up against Goshinboku, a picture of innocence and beauty, but all he saw was her accusing him…accusing him of betraying her.

 

`I'm trying to keep your memory alive,' he thought at her portrait. `I didn't betray you, and these women meant nothing to me. I was only trying to find a little bit of you in them…yeah, I know I'm a baka. It didn't work, okay? I'm faithful to your memory. But I'm a man and have my needs…now I know the only one who will ever satisfy me, satisfy my heart, body and soul… is you, Kagome.'

 

Angrily, InuYasha stood up and started to pace the room, like a caged animal ready to break out. Whether youkai heart or human heart, what did it matter when it came to love? Kagome was more than just his heart's love, he was a missing piece of himself, of his soul. But did she know that? It had taken him all this time, almost seven years, to figure it out…

 

One more thing InuYasha also finally realized. He would lose his mind if he had to wait five hundred years for her! As much as he swore he would do it, he could think of no possible way he could still keep his sanity. Unless…

 

Clenching his fists, InuYasha stopped pacing, an uncertain yet hopeful look crossing his troubled face. An idea had occurred to him that may solve his dilemma.

 

Maybe there was a way he could sleep the five hundred year wait. In his time living in his brother's fortress, he heard tell of youkai mages - powerful beings who could do any manner of things. Why couldn't he find one to help him? Yet how could he make this happen?

 

There was only one recourse for InuYasha's plan to take effect. The only one who could command the type of power and respect to get his idea in motion was his brother. It was plain that he could never be the Inu Youkai his brother had tried to make him. He had no patience for the formalities, the responsibilities of being his brother's heir. Living here had been tenuous at best, and his behavior had made him no friends. They only tolerated him because he was Lord Sesshomaru's brother and he commanded it. Surely his brother realized this. He was bound by duty, by honor, to solve this problem by helping him find a way to sleep the next five hundred years…

 

Spinning around, InuYasha went to find his fire rat and get dressed. No fine silks and yukatas for him today. He had to show his brother, show everyone in the fortress that Inu Youkai InuYasha was still the same, stubborn, wild young man he had always been - besides the veneer of civility that Sesshomaru had managed to cultivate in him.

 

Just as InuYasha clung to his memory of Kagome, he clung to the parts of himself that had been the person she had loved. But before the long years succeeded in obliterating all that he was, leaving him unrecognizable to both himself and his one true love, he would stop time - for himself. Finally dressed, he left his room and went to find his brother.