InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ For Those Who Search ❯ For Those Who Search ( Chapter 1 )

A/N: Hi everyone, I'm new to the IY lemon thing, but hopefully ya'll will like my attempt at a decent lemon. I just decide to write something to warm me up, because where I am, at least, it's starting to get to that time of year. Enjoy!

For Those Who Search

Inuyasha opened his eyes slowly as the bright sun mysteriously disappeared.

"Excuse me, sir, but have you seen a dog come by here? White, with brown spots?" asked the shape blocking his sunlight.

Inuyasha waited for a second before answering, "Nope, sorry."

"Thank you." was the quick, courteous reply.

The hanyou turned his head to get a look at the person who had asked him, but was unable to find them.

'Wish I could have seen her.' Inuyasha thought as a concealed ear gave a flick. 'With a voice like that she had to be good looking.'

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The hour had grown late when Inuyasha opened his eyes again. He checked the clock that stood in the center of the municipal park.

'Six 'o clock! Guess my nap took a little longer than I planned... all the warm sun's fault. Thank everything for Saturdays.'

With that the hanyou got up and headed for the park exit when he passed a young woman on a park bench. He could smell the scent that preceded tears. Some things aren't sweeter when your nose is better.

"You okay?" Inuyasha asked before he could stop himself.

Her long, ebony colored hair fell back from her face to reveal red eyes and a flushed face. She nodded, "Yeah, thanks."

There was an involuntary twitch in Inuyasha's ear as she spoke. Her voice was a bit raspy, but he was sure she was the one who had asked him about the dog earlier.

"Hey, you're the one who asked me about the dog earlier. Did you find him?"

A barely audible "No." is all he got.

'Good, time to leave, need to go before I do something stu-'

Inuyasha thought before saying, "I could help you look if you'd like, I'm fairly good at finding things."

'Except my own brain!' he added in his head.

"Thank...you. Sure, would you please?" the woman asked obviously feeling somewhat heartened by the gesture.

"No problem. Ms.-"

"Please, if you don't mind, call me Rin. I feel so old when people call me Ms."

"Hai, my name is Inuyasha, pleased to meet you, Rin."

"Nice to meet you Inuyasha," she said with obvious thought as to the name. "We'd better start looking if we're going to find him by nightfall."

'No problem, I can't smell the river a mile away for nothing,' Inuyasha thought. "I don't think he could have gone that far."

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An hour and a half later Inuyasha and Rin were nine blocks from where they had started when the night began to set in. Inuyasha was befuddled at his in ability to even find the scent, a task that would normally have taken him a couple of minutes.

"Ah, Inuyasha," Rin began hesitantly, "this is my apartment building. W-would you like to come up with me?"

Inuyasha was surprised by her for a second, "What about-?"

"I think Fluffy will be okay, for tonight at least. Come on, dinner is the least I can give you. You know, you're the only one who even tried to help me."

"I- ah, sure."

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Inuyasha was uncomfortable to say the least. He had barely met this girl, this very beautiful girl, and here he was in her living room alone while she had gone to the bedroom for something. He didn't like it.

While searching for her dog, Fluffy, he felt like he had said too much. He felt almost overbearing, even exposed. It's not that he didn't enjoy Rin's company, it was the fact that he seemed to enjoy it too much. The elevator ride had been disconcerting as well. Whereas it had seemed that they had too much to say while searching, the elevator ride was quiet. Awkward wasn't the correct word to describe it.

'I shouldn't be here. I met her what, two hours ago? I should go. I guess I'll tell her thanks when she gets back and then leave,' thought the nervous hanyou.

'She'd freak if she knew what was in her house right now. And I'm like what, a couple of hundred years older than her?'

'I should just tell her-' Inuyasha's train of thought abruptly de-railed as arms wrapped around him.

If one had been looking into an apartment on the fourth floor of the right building, at a room where a young, silver haired man had been standing so uncomfortably not a second before, one would have thought that his forlorn look had come from the mere thought of the one who held him now being too far from him.

Even the dust on the floor seemed to hold its breath for a second. A momentous event had occurred, one which like all such events came on the air, yet lost any beauty as such.

Inuyasha awoke, as if from a deep sleep as the sudden warmth that had come to him all to suddenly departed.

"I'm sorry," came a light, hushed, feminine voice. "I don't go do that all the time, it's just it felt..."

Inuyasha embraced the young woman named Rin that this morning he had not known, yet now felt as if he knew in a way beyond knowing.

"I felt it too," he said softly as he held her.

Inuyasha laid her on the couch slowly and placed his lips upon hers. He was in contact with her for only a second, but less than a second filled the space between when his lips left hers and hers found his again.

This was not the kiss of two that have just met, but one of two that have been parted long and now were reunited. Rin ran a hand through her partner's long hair, slowly, very slowly. The other hand slowly and deliberately searched for his hand. When her searching hand found his, she took it with her palm cradling the back of his hand and moved to her breast.

There the hand stayed until the kiss ended. Actually, kiss didn't really end; it was only postponed for lack of oxygen.

The lovers opened their eyes and found themselves in each other. Their gaze never faltered, even as clothes found their way to the floor.

"I want you," came from Rin's lips as barely more than a whisper.

"I know you do," Inuyasha replied with a sly grin, "and I know I want you back."

Rin's hands roamed Inuyasha's naked body as a blind man would do to a face. Memorizing the joints and ridges and curves that her heart seemed to already know.

Inuyasha's hands thought for the enamored boy and ran themselves over small, hard peaks and onto a tight, flat plain before coming to rest in a steaming valley. There his hands worked themselves, inexperienced, yet knowledgeable, unknowingly coming into contact with her small button and sliding roughly over her outer folds.

There was a stillness that fell over Inuyasha's hands when another, softer pair came to his hardness. Their eyes meet and Inuyasha felt himself being slowly guided to the place where his hands had just been.

There was a slight repositioning, a quick grasping of gazes, and a swift, succinct movement.

She gave a slight squeak and he a small moan as he came into her without trial.

A second followed where the two lovers lay on the couch of the fourth floor apartment and paused, savoring the new connection.

Inuyasha started to move only when she gave a slight nod and allowed her arms to fall above her head.

Both became conductors of passion; as if they had led their lives never knowing touch, or heat, or another.

The defined muscles on Inuyasha's chest, and stomach, and those in his arms, neck, and face all slightly contacted every time he moved back into her.

Her eyelids fluttered and her breasts heaved ever so slightly as he brushed her core's back with his rigid, intruding heat.

The need of the lovers for each other didn't grow, but soared. Millimeters became miles, the slightest sliver of space, a canyon.

The pace grew as the lovers fell. The farther they fell into one another the more they needed and the faster their rhythm became.

The feeling was new to the young woman. He had not been her first, but the others had not given to her what he was doing now.

"I-I-Inu-," Rin began to scream as a woman possessed by the throes of passion.

Inuyasha groaned as the woman spasmed under him, her soft brown eyes wretched shut, her black hair glistening from the sweat of their tireless motion. Her opening for him began to contract, stroking that of him which was in her, as if pleading for what he would give her.

Inuyasha tumbled off the thin beam of control and tried to pull himself out of her only to feel her long, soft, creamy legs wrap themselves around him.

"Rin-uh-ah-gonna-"

Her eyes opened at met his just as his closed and he let himself be drawn into the pleasure that she made for him...

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Inuyasha heard a shower shut off.

He allowed his eyes to remain closed, enjoying the light feeling he had.

Two soft hands rubbed the triangular ears that sat atop the boy's head eliciting a small gasp from him.

Opening his eyes Inuyasha looked up at his lover and asked, "How did you..."

"I can see them," she answered in the sweet voice that he had first heard yesterday. "Not quite sure why, but they seem to fit you. They belong there. You know, I went searching for one dog. But I ended up finding one much cuter."