InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Feel Like Makin' Love ❯ Unwanted Separations ( Chapter 14 )

Chapter 14

 

 

Unwanted Separations

 

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Baby, when I think about you, I think about love
Darling, I don't live without you and your love

If I had those golden dreams of my yesterday
I would wrap you in the heaven, but they lay dying on the way

Feel like makin'...
Feel like makin' love, feel like makin' love
Feel like makin' love, feel like makin' love to you

 

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Small cars whizzed by on the street outside the steps of the Higurashi Shrine. InuYasha waited quietly, his long hair swept up by the movement of the passing cars, looking uncomfortable in his suit. He fidgeted, playing with the device on his wrist, his heart full of pain and confusion. It sat like a lump in his chest, weighing him down, and dulling his keen senses. His brows drew down and he frowned, wondering if he had found his Kagome…or had lost her for good, years ago.

 

“InuYasha?”

 

The voice startled the inuyoukai, and he looked up to see Emiko sitting in her car parked in front of him. The passenger side window was down, and she was looking up at him, her pretty, pixie face pinched in concern. InuYasha turned his face away, flushing, then opened the car door and climbed in.

 

The powerful waves of his ki radiated his state of torment, and Emiko shivered as they touched her. Her mind swam with questions, and her heart filled with concern. She longed to reach out to him, but in the short time she knew him, she had come to realize he needed his space. They pulled away from the curb in silence.

 

“Can you put on some music?” InuYasha asked.

 

Emiko nodded, and turned on the radio. The small car filled with the sound of J-Pop, a sweet, female voice backed by electronic sound. Next to her, InuYasha sighed and finally looked up from his lap. Slowly, his ki began to settle, as he applied deep breathing techniques to calm and center himself. Emiko's shoulders relaxed at the cessation of the energy onslaught, and came down from where they had hunched around her ears. Licking her lips, she felt it was safe to talk to him.

 

“Do you want to talk about what happened?” Emiko asked softly. “I am not here to judge you, InuYasha-sama…I will just listen, as a friend.”

 

`A friend…' InuYasha thought. `My friend… Shippo's daughter is my friend.'

 

A smirk played briefly over his lips, and InuYasha glanced over at the kitsune girl. Her eyes were on the road as she drove and not looking at him - that eased his mind some. It was hard enough to open up to people, but if she had been looking at him, his discomfort level would have probably made him clam up. He pinched the bridge of his nose a moment, and then stared at the lights passing outside the car window as he began to speak.

 

“It's just...things are a lot harder than I expected them to be,” InuYasha said. “Kagome…she is the girl I fell in love with, but she is not at all as I thought she would be. Feh, I sound like a baka…”

 

“No, you don't, InuYasha-sama,” Emiko said. “Relationships are not easy, they take work, and you and Kagome have issues to overcome.”

 

The tone of Emiko's voice, so certain, made InuYasha give an involuntary bark of laughter. She was by rights younger than him, yet she sounded so mature.

 

“How did you get so wise, Emiko-chan?” InuYasha said.

 

“I am not so wise,” Emiko said, her cheeks flushing a pretty pink. “Guess I have just learned a thing or two from my Papa, and from living 400 years…”

 

InuYasha nodded, and thought about what Emiko had said. What truly did he know about relationships? In the seven years he was apart from Kagome, it had never crossed his mind. He fiddled with the cloaking device on his wrist, the edges of his mouth turning down. Running a clawed hand into his thick mane of hair, he gave an explosive sigh, puffing out his cheeks.

 

Emiko darted a look at InuYasha, tasting the change in his ki as it swirled with uncertainty. Dared she say anything more? Biting her lip, she smiled. Her mother said that of all her children, Emiko was most like her father. Never knew when to shut up and leave well enough alone...

 

“Have you given thought to what you will do while Kagome is in school?” Emiko asked softly. “It is not good to be alone all day with your thoughts. Papa said you were always a man of action, and got restless easy. I think you may feel better if you are busy.”

 

Had she been too audacious? Emiko bit her lip again, not daring to look at InuYasha. When she heard him chuckle, she let herself smile. She had not realized how tightly she had been gripping the steering wheel, wondering if InuYasha's famous temper would flare. Her knuckles were white, and she finally relaxed her grip.

 

“Keh, but you are a bold one Emiko,” InuYasha replied. “You are making me do what everyone said I never did enough of…think.”

 

“Sorry if I over stepped my bounds, InuYasha-sama,” Emiko said. “I hope I did not offend you.”

 

“No offense taken,” InuYasha replied. “There is just so much I did not prepare for when I took my long sleep. All I ever thought about was seeing Kagome again.”

 

They took the turn that brought them back to the Kitsune Society Safehouse. InuYasha listened with one ear cocked, as Emiko told him that a suite of rooms had been set aside for him in the Inu wing of the Safehouse. An image of Kagome, her profile and her dewy eyes made a pang go through his heart…

 

~*~

 

The night air felt cool on her cheeks, and Kagome hugged herself. She had watched InuYasha leave, and felt a void surround her with his presence gone. Her heart ached, and she knew she still loved him. She missed him, and could not imagine a world without him. But her trust had been shattered when he made his choice…and now she felt like she did not even know him anymore! She walked over to Goshinboku and sat down with a heavy thump, the old wood of the bench creaking. Her hair fell over her hands as they cupped her face, and she let her tears fall. The soft footfalls of someone approaching almost went unnoticed. Looking up and quickly drying her eyes, Kagome saw her mother walking over to her. Quietly, Mrs. Higuashi sat down next to Kagome, and the young girl straightened up.

 

“Remember the first time when you came back though the well, all upset?” Mrs. Higuashi said. “We went to Goshinboku, and I told you about when I met your father.”

 

Next to Mrs. Higurashi, Kagome nodded silently, remembering. She had gone though the well with supplies, and found InuYasha with Kikyou. It had broken her heart, watching them together. It was then she knew that she loved InuYasha. And what a hopeless love it had seemed to be then. In fact, she felt she had been betrayed and now, her trust had been betrayed…

 

“I knew something had happened between you and InuYasha, but I did not pry,” Mrs. Higurashi continued. “I just want you to know, if you need someone to talk to about what is going on between the two of you, I am here.”

 

Kagome felt her mother gently stroke her hair, and that was it. The floodgates were open, and all the pain and confusion came bubbling to the surface. She threw herself into her mother's arms, her head on her shoulder, and heaved heavy sobs of loss.

 

“Oh, Mama, I don't know what to do,” Kagome cried brokenly.

 

“There, there,” Mrs. Higurashi said softly, hugging her daughter firmly. “I am sure you and InuYasha will figure things out.”

 

All Kagome knew was that she missed InuYasha, so much. But when he was here…she wanted him to go away! How could she explain that to her mother? She did not even understand it herself! So instead, Kagome gave one last sob, and nodded into her mother's shoulder. Then she swiped at her eyes with the back of her hand, sniffing. She felt her mother gently rub her back, and closed her eyes a moment. Mama's touch, Mama's smell, Mama's voice…it made her feel like a child again, and for a moment, that was a good thing. She held on to that fleeting feeling, and took comfort from it, then sat up and gave her mother a brave and bright smile. Mrs. Higuarshi smiled back, wiping a stray tear from her daughter's soft cheek.

 

“That's my girl,” Mrs. Higurashi said. “Why don't you have a hot bath before bed? You are going to school tomorrow aren't you?”

 

“Yes, Mama,” Kagome replied. “But I better hit the books first...I never did get to study enough back in the Feudal Era!”

 

Slowly, Kagome and her mother walked together back to their house. Random thoughts flitted in and out of Kagome's mind, but always her mind went back to InuYasha. It was bad enough he was full youkai…now he was seven years older than her! She touched her temple with her fingers, shaking her head a moment. Her mother looked at her questioningly, and she smiled reassuringly. Maybe the monotony of her math textbook would stop the spinning of her mind…

 

~*~

 

The white sheets were twisted around his body in the large bed. InuYasha lay naked on his side, his silver hair fanned out behind him. His large ears were lax in repose, and his mouth slightly open. The first rays of morning sunlight streamed in the windows of the bedroom of the penthouse atop the Kitsune Society Safehouse, and stirred him to life. He stretched, his arms over his head and long fangs exposed as he yawned. With a deep sigh, he rubbed his face, before letting his hands run down the lean, strong muscles of his body. Bits and pieces of his dreams flashed before his open eyes, and he closed them just as his hands hit his large morning erection. He let one hand fold over it, as images from his dream coalesced into one predominant scene, one which he was familiar with from his time spent living without Kagome…

 

In this dream, InuYasha held Kagome underneath him. He gazed into her face, rapt with love and passion, as he pressed her naked, softly rounded body against his. She whispered words of desire to him, her tone hoarse with need. Quickly, he complied, driving himself deep inside her…

 

As InuYasha relived the dream, he stroked his cock faster and faster.

 

“Kagome…ahhh.” InuYasha moaned and grunted as he came, and lay there panting, his cheeks pink.

 

Lifting his hand away, he scanned the room for something to clean up with. Finally, he decided to go to the bathroom and use the sink, and maybe take a bath. When the square tub was full of steaming water, he lowered himself in and rested his arms on the sides. As he soaked, the hot water relaxing and calming to him like a dip in a hot spring, he thought about Kagome again. She would be waking soon, and getting ready for school. Drumming his claws on the side of the porcelain tub, InuYasha thought about finding her at school. Nah, she always got pissed at him when he did that, maybe this time he would just meet her back at her house.

 

Launching himself out of the bath when he was done, InuYasha grabbed a towel and dried off. There was a white, terry cloth robe hanging on a hook by the door. He took it down and put it on. A rumbling command issued from his stomach, and InuYasha wondered how he could go about finding some breakfast in this place. He thought he remembered Emiko saying she had rooms up here too and would be staying the night so she could be around to help him while he was getting acclimated to his new life.

 

Before leaving his suite, he thought better of looking for her in the robe. So he dug around in the drawers of the bedroom, finding the clothes he and Emiko had bought the day before. A few minutes later, he was wearing jeans and a tight-fitting gray T-shirt. Opening the door that led out of his suite, he padded down the hallway bare-foot and sniffed. He smelled that distinctive odor that belonged to Emiko, a kitsune smell but with overtones of ginger and berries that, to his sensitive nose, made her scent unique. It led him down the hall and to the left, down a forest green carpet, soft under his feet. He stopped by a mahogany door, his hand poised to knock, and stopped, with his ears pricked forward. He felt Emiko inside, and she did not feel or sound happy…

 

“I know…please, tell me when I can see you,” Emiko said, her voice sad. “Your father is going on a tour of the Western part of his domain soon right? Okay…talk to you soon, Kitomaru.”

 

`Kitomaru?' InuYasha thought. `Where did I hear that name before?'