InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Feudal Tale ❯ Chapter 7 ( Chapter 7 )

Alright, for all you people who were bummed that I skipped the lemon opportunities before (not that many of them would be exciting…) there is a lemon at the end of the chapter. Hence, watch out for that if you're underage.

 

I have a feeling that there aren't that many chapters left. After this there will probably be one or two more chapters, and an epilogue.

 

Disclaimer: Inuyasha, etc. is the property of Viz and Rumiko Takahashi. I am just borrowing them for a bit.

 

Rough, insistent banging against the door of the hut made Inuyasha and Kagome jump. Hana jumped up from her mat and ran to the bedroom. Mariko was gently lifted from Inuyasha's lap and pushed in that direction as Inuyasha went to answer the door. He waited until he heard Kagome shut the sliding door firmly to their room.

 

He opened the genkan to find an official retinue of the shogun standing at his door in an obviously foul mood.

 

“This is the hut of Inuyasha the carpenter?” the spokesman demanded.

 

Inuyasha stood firm, squaring his shoulders. “Yes, and I am Inuyasha.”

 

“Your wife is the daughter of the traitor, and condemned. Bring her to us.”

 

“My wife is mine alone. She has had no connection with her family's plans since she came into my hut.”

 

The man looked uncomfortable. “She might be hiding members of her family, or have helped plan the insurrection. We demand to search the hut.”

 

“Do you not trust that I can control the actions of my wife? This is my house, and she is mine. If she has done anything to help this rebellion, I will personally crucify her aside her father.”

 

“You realize that we could implicate you in this?” the leader said from behind the retinue.

 

Inuyasha scoffed. “Why? The taxes don't bother me. And with my trade I make enough to support my family. There is no reason for me to endanger my life by doing something so stupid.”

 

“Impudence!” the spokesman yelled, moving up with his spear.

 

“Halt.”

 

“Young lord.” Several of the soldiers stammered, immediately prostrating themselves on the ground. Reluctantly Inuyasha bowed as well. Atop a horse was a young man, well dressed in fine silks and with the hairstyle of a lord. He had a young, stern face that commanded respect. His horse was decorated with fancy bridles and saddle, and tossed with restless energy.

 

“The carpenter, Inuyasha, brother of Sesshomaru?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Maker of the wooden sword?”

 

Inuyasha blinked. “Yes.”

 

The man's face softened, enough to show how young he was. “It is a beautiful, masterfully constructed work. I applaud your skill.”

 

Inuyasha nodded, hiding his embarrassment and glee at the praise. Sesshomaru didn't tell me it sold so fast, bastard.

 

“Your wife is the daughter of part of this little rabble?”

 

Inuyasha bristled. “The old man of that family did what he wanted, without concern for his wife or daughters. He even left them behind undefended when he went on his little march.”

 

The young lord shifted atop the saddle, his horse sidestepping in response to the rider's uneasy guidance.

 

“We have the wives in custody, do we not?”

 

“Hai, young lord.”

 

He nodded. “We will take them to Edo to be questioned. Move along.”

 

Inuyasha bit his tongue. He wanted to assure the safety of Kagome's mother and sister, but he remembered a story he had been told as a child. An actor had been applauded with gifts after an amazing performance before a great lord. But when he had presumed to be at the same level as the lord, he was cut down.

 

This is a young lord. Maybe he won't be confident enough to cut me down.

 

But it would be better not to risk it. If I fall, then they will search the hut and find Kagome and the girls.

 

Ah, hell, am I cowardly enough to falter in the shadow of a little runt?

 

“Without the women, there won't be enough people in the village to care for the rice fields, and they will go unused come spring and harvest time.”

 

The soldiers looked irritated, but they glanced at the young lord before attacking. He was frowning, as though the thought only just occurred to him.

 

“Impudent man!” One soldier yelled, bringing his wooden pole down hard on Inuyasha's shoulder. He grunted, feeling his knees buckling, but he refused to fall. He straightened again, resisting the urge to grab his shoulder to make sure everything was in place.

 

He looked up in time to see the soldier get walloped by the riding crop of the young lord.

 

“The women will return within a week, after the governor is pleased with how the insurrection is handled.” The lord turned his horse and began trotting down the road, with the retinue hurrying to follow. Inuyasha waited until they were out of sight to collapse against the side of the hut. He groaned and shifted his arm.

 

“Oh, kami-sama.” Kagome whispered as she dropped to her knees next to him. He jumped, startled. He hadn't heard her approach.

 

“Inside, inside. Take your shirt off. I'll get some ice from the stream, don't move!” She hurried off, and he listened to her shoes clopping down the path. He breathed a quiet sigh of relief when he heard her reopen the genkan and rush back over to him, wrapping a piece of cloth around a large hunk of ice. She muttered under her breath in worry as she carefully pulled his kimono shirts off. He hissed in pain when the pressure of the ice came to rest against his swollen shoulder.

 

“Ah, gomen!” Kagome cried, her free hand coming to rest on his unhurt shoulder. “I didn't mean to hurt you.”

 

“It's fine,” he grunted.

 

“Come lay down; I'll make some pain-killing tea. Breakfast will be ready soon, I'll have Mariko come in and help you…”

 

“I'm fine, woman. Stop messing with it.”

 

“No, you're not. They hit you, you're lucky to not have had a sword come down on you.”

 

“Kagome, leave it.”

 

“No!” she insisted. “You're hurt and I am going to take care of you.”

 

Inuyasha sighed heavily. “Stubborn wench.”

 

“Yes, and this stubborn wench is going to take care of her baka husband.”

 

Kagome led Inuyasha into the room where Mariko and Hana were hidden. Both girls jumped up and crowded around Inuyasha, tittering worriedly at the injured shoulder. Inuyasha groaned at the female worrying, but gave in and allowed them to push him into bed. Kagome and Hana rushed into the kitchen, leaving Mariko to make sure that he would not move and to hold the ice to his injured shoulder.

 

Inuyasha grumbled. Kagome he could have intimidated or ignored into letting him get up, and he knew Hana too little to really listen to her. But Mariko's childish “Nooo!” was the force that kept him abed. He was sure that if he did get up she would start crying, and he really didn't want to deal with a young, crying female.

 

By the end of the day, Inuyasha was feeling slightly better, but his shoulder had swollen to the point that his entire arm was unmovable. He grumbled and groaned, but was secretly pleased by the attention of all three females in his household.

 

In the afternoon he passed on the information he had gained from the soldiers. Kagome and the girls had been sad to learn of the fate of their mother and sister, but some quiet inquiries made in the locked down village brought back the information that Ayame was safe in her new family's hut. So far no one in the village had been executed.

 

The news did reach them that those that participated in the march were all cut down, and that all the wives of those men were arrested and marched to Edo. Thankfully most of the children had been hidden, and many were not taken because of their youth. But at least half of the village was gone. The rest remained as quiet as they could in their huts, hoping that bakufu troops did not enter the village to cleanse it completely.

 

The next morning Inuyasha awoke to a somber looking Kagome.

 

“They've taken the elders and headman of the village,” she said.

 

By that afternoon Inuyasha was walking around the hut, noting that the smoking ruins of the inn were being cleared away into a bonfire. There were bakufu troops patrolling the village, and otherwise the town was silent.

 

The scheduled day for repair of one of the ruptured walls of the rice paddies came, and the guards allowed the few residents of the village out to work. Inuyasha, Kagome, and the girls went out as well. Normally Inuyasha had not been involved with farm work, but since so many of the people were missing, and Kagome insisted, they both turned up a little past dawn to help.

 

The work took some time, since mud had to be carefully mixed from the frozen dirt and water and then applied to the wall. It also had to be built off of the already existing bank of the paddy, because otherwise it would collapse on itself.

 

Hands almost numb with the cold, Inuyasha realized that it had been a very good idea to heed Kagome's advice and wear his least favorite and most tattered clothing. However, that night Inuyasha realized that there was fun to be had in the general work of repairing the village. Everyone had been working together, sharing jokes and singing in the bitter cold. Some of the other men had talked to Inuyasha about a variety of things, pulling him into the group to make up for the loss of other members.

 

That night Inuyasha took Kagome and the girls up to a nearby hot spring, which gave them the opportunity to bathe and warm up after being exposed to the wind all day.

 

After some coaxing Inuyasha joined them, and jumped in surprise when Kagome cuddled into his lap.

 

That night, after Inuyasha and Kagome were settled into bed, Inuyasha rolled over to discover that Hana and Mariko were both standing before him. With a sigh, he nudged Kagome and made room in the futon. Both girls crawled silently into the space between them and soon fell asleep.

 

Now Inuyasha lay awake, feeling a cold draft seep in near his feet where the futon had been pulled away by the movements of the other three occupants.

 

It's not so bad, really. Maybe, one day, with my own children…

 

He turned his eyes on the calmly sleeping faces of the two little girls. He noticed that Mariko had clenched his yukata in her little fist, and smiled softly. Somehow, it was easier to sleep knowing that his little family was safe, and he drifted off.

 

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As promised, the wives of the rebels returned a week after they were arrested. All of them, except for Kikyo. Kagome's mother appeared at their hut in the afternoon, looking haggard but otherwise unharmed. Kagome welcomed her inside and made her some stew.

 

While eating she regaled her story to them. Overall they were treated well, given food once a day and not separated. Once it was learned that none of the women had remaining angry sentiments many of them were no longer questioned.

 

The single exception was Kikyo. Bitter over the death of her husband, she had continued to spout grievances at the government, and was separated from the group. She had not been released with the rest of them.

 

She stayed the night at their hut, and then moved back to her own with her two daughters the following morning. However, she continued to visit them almost daily. Kagome wasn't sure whether it was by her mother or by her sisters' requests, but she was pleased by the interaction nonetheless.

 

Kagome did notice that now that the children were out of the hut Inuyasha almost attacked her every night. Their coupling was wild, and they found themselves on the opposite side of the bedroom, or pushing the sheets around in a circle from where they started.

 

This was the time that Kagome discovered that she could climax in much the same way Inuyasha could. He had already climaxed twice, and since he had been fondling her for over an hour she was so sensitive that his continued touches made something inside her explode. She cried out and her body stiffened, making Inuyasha pause for a second to make sure he hadn't hurt her. Through deep panting breaths, she asked him to do it again, which he complied. When he brought her to a successful second climax they realized that this was something to try for every time they made love.

 

After several weeks of sex every night for hours Kagome decided to ask Inuyasha if something was different. He grunted in response, which by now she had learned to take as a sign he needed a few days of nagging to get an answer.

 

Sure enough, after about two days he asked whether her course had come. Startled beyond belief, she shook her head, at which Inuyasha nodded in accomplishment. Later, after she had recovered, she gathered the courage to tell him that her course was irregular and she wasn't even due for another few days. He had seemed disappointed, at which point Kagome figured out what was going on with his renewed libido.

 

Over dinner she chattered excitedly.

 

“I thought you didn't want children, Inuyasha.”

 

He grunted. She frowned.

 

“This isn't something you're doing to annoy your brother, is it?”

 

He growled. “No!”

 

“Why, then?”

 

Inuyasha turned his head away, grumbling under his breath about stubborn and inquisitive women.

 

“Fine, then.” Kagome shot back. He misses the children. That is probably why he holds me really tightly at night now.

 

She smiled wistfully, making Inuyasha study her curiously from across the fire pit.

 

“Thank you, Inuyasha,” she said, a smile on her bright face. He blushed bright red at that, and poked at his food. Thus he was not paying attention to her, and was left undefended to her attack. Inuyasha grunted and fell back when Kagome tumbled into his chest. He lay on his back with Kagome perched on his hips. He reached up and pulled her down onto his chest, and rolled forcefully, pinning her underneath him.

 

She fought to get back on top. In the midst of the conflict she managed to pull off his kimono top. He released her to toss it aside, and she took the opportunity to send her cunning fingers into his sensitive sides. One advantage to having siblings is that you are desensitized to tickling, but Inuyasha had grown up an only child. Thus he was very ticklish, something Kagome used as her advantage to counter his great strength.

 

He convulsed, which she used to remove his clothing. Completely naked, he managed to grab her kimono and used it to pull her toward the bedroom.

 

“Inuyasha, I like this kimono!”

 

“Then take it off.”

 

“You wouldn't ruin it?!”

 

He smiled toothily, and she gulped. She was up and running within a moment, Inuyasha in hot pursuit. He reached out and grabbed her by her waist and lifted her off the ground.

 

“No, Inuyasha!”

 

“Hush, woman, I'll take it off.”

 

He fumbled at her obi and pulled the top of her kimono off her shoulders. Kagome reached up and kissed him deeply, which he responded enthusiastically to. Only a few weeks ago they had tried kissing, and discovered that they enjoyed it immensely.

 

Inuyasha had a firm grip on both her breast and butt cheek, and was not letting go soon. She cried out when he pulled her up onto his lap, leaving her rubbing against his shaft. She moaned and whimpered at the sensation, which was swallowed by Inuyasha's mouth.

 

Inuyasha flipped them over so that Kagome was on the bottom, and she began fighting back, trying to regain dominance. Inuyasha, growling over her struggles, pulled her leg up and swatted at the exposed behind. Kagome gasped and went still, feeling the ghost hand spanking her rear over and over again. Inuyasha froze when she did, releasing her and backing away, shame-faced.

 

“That was too far, wasn't it?” he asked timidly, keeping his eyes averted.

 

Kagome rubbed her abused butt. Truthfully the ache was fading quickly, and she'd felt a burst of pleasure when he'd disciplined her. But she didn't want him getting any ecchi ideas about tying her to posts.

 

“It hurt a little,” she said breathlessly, “but not much anymore.”

 

Kagome scooted over to him and began kissing him again, soothing him back into the mood. He responded eagerly, but this time gave way when she pushed him onto his back. He seemingly didn't want any more mistakes on his part and was complying with her desires.

 

He did, however, decide that he wanted to be inside her right then. Even though she was on top he still managed to grab her hips and guide her onto him. She groaned when she was first impaled, but quieted when he kissed her again.

 

Kagome tore her lips away to gasp when he gave a deep thrust by bucking his hips. She took control of the pace herself, setting something that was comfortable for them both. She knew Inuyasha liked it fast and hard, but she liked it to be tender. The few times Inuyasha let her control their coupling he also let her do it the way she liked. They coupled slowly and deeply, Kagome gasping when she climaxed, which Inuyasha took as his cue to bring the speed up to the point where he would climax.

 

He rolled her over onto her back, making it easier to control the speed of thrusts. He climaxed quickly after that, falling to rest against her chest. He felt Kagome weave her hands into his hair from underneath him, and he twined his fingers into her tangled black locks.

 

Kagome rubbed her cheek against him sleepily. He looked down on her in time to see her sleepy smile in his direction, and to see her eyes slide closed, her lashes brushing her soft cheek. She shifted underneath him, which prompted him to move his undoubtedly crushing weight off of her chest. He groaned when he pulled out of her, but she just stirred, and then went back to sleep.

 

Inuyasha stroked her cheek soothingly, and cuddled next to her.

 

She's safe. He thought to himself.

 

I'm not sure that I will have the next chapter written by Wednesday, so hopefully it will be up by Friday. I hope to finish this story before I go back to school, because updates will slow to a crawl when I have homework and such. - Akihana