InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Frozen ❯ You're so consumed with how much you get ( Chapter 5 )

Title: Frozen
Author: DeityOfDeath
Archive: Yes please...
Pairings: Inu Yasha/ various, Inu Yasha/Sesshomaru, Inu Yasha/Kouga mentions of Inu Yasha/Kagome and Inu Yasha/ Kikyo
Category: Drama, romance, slash, Mpreg, yaoi
rating: NC-17/R
Spoilers: Most likely.
Warnings: Yaoi, Lemon, Non-con, Mpreg, Incest, SPOILERS!
Disclaimers: I never have nor will I ever own Inu Yasha or its chars. They are property of Rumiko Takashi and major companies.

Note from Author: Thank You for reading and supporting fan fiction! Enjoy and please review!

The chapter titles are lyrics from the song "Frozen” by Madonna


Chapter 5: You're So Consumed with how much you get

Morning always comes too fast and as it did I pressed a kiss to his forehead, jostling fallen and tangled black locks as I did so. I watched his trademark smile appear briefly before he snuggled into his robes which I had laid atop him while I donned my own. I quietly and slowly slid open the old shoji doors and left with one final look back, the image of him smiling etched in my memories.

I should have distanced myself but I couldn't do it, it was as if he were water and I leaf lost in the current. I once again spent my days watching him from afar as he traveled and he always seemed as though he were not only doing his duties but searching for something.

I followed him back to our abandoned shrine as the night of the new moon once again fell upon us along with the night and my transformation. He eagerly ran to me upon hearing my footsteps and when I emerged before him he caught me in the circle of his arms, lifting me up and holding me close. No questions were asked and no assumptions made. It was as if we had never separated.

We talked, snuggled and made love long into the morning only this time he did not fall asleep. He stayed up until I once again donned my clothes and turned towards him, my heart heavy and my chest tight.

“So you must again leave me like a ghost to vanish without a sign,” he asked so somberly.

I nodded and looked down at my hands from where there peeked through red sleeves, “If I could stay I would but there are things…”

He didn't let me finish as he ended my sentence for me, “that keep you from me, things that I don't understand but I do wish you would tell me so that I could try.”

I walked over and stood on my tippy toes and he leaned down and our lips met in a tender soft way, not in the heated way they had connected earlier in the night.

We parted and I tried to offer him a smile but it felt half hearted and I knew my sorrow and confusion showed.

“Go my Yasha, we shall meet again during the next new moon.”

I turned and left and as I passed through the thickest of the woods I transformed as warm tears saturated my now silver locks.

He was my happiness but I knew it had to end. I hadn't met any hanyou's nor had I heard any tales of them living happily ever after. It all seemed so hopeless and yet I couldn't just give up. I couldn't stop moving.

It was after our ninth new moon meeting and our third time joining that I began to feel off. My overly sensitive nose became a weakness as every and any smell that were strong left me weak to the point of collapsing. I had to avoid villages for that very reason which meant no watching Kyoshiro in his daily routines.

The mere thought left me teary eyed and depressed, yet another symptom; I cried easily and with little or no provocation. It wasn't until the new moon came and I was once again in Kyoshiro's arms that I realization hit me like an arrow through the heart.

We lay snuggled on borrowed blankets after an enjoyable coupling and we were basking in the afterglow and each other when his hands played over my belly. He seemed almost fascinated with it and then harmless words were uttered.

“My dear Yasha I do believe our love has made you healthy.”

I looked down at my stomach where his hands continued to explore and saw that I had developed a small bump that protruded just enough to make it noticeable but not enough to be seen through clothing.

I blinked a few times and closed my eyes fighting back panic and at the same time a small amount of joy.

I was once again carrying. Inside my body grew a child, a child conceived of love. Mine and Kyoshiro's child…

My eyes grew hot and I felt an errant tear slip from under my closed lids and suddenly Kyoshiro grew stiff.

“Oh, Yasha. I wasn't saying it to be mean, I quite like you round. It's almost as if our love making had bore fruit. It would be quite beautiful if you could carry a child like the women I bless in the village.”

I nuzzled against him and knew that this would be the end of our love. That I would have to say good bye with a smile as morning came and pretend that I wasn't saying it for the last time.

“I know Kyoshiro, I know. I am just overcome with emotion when I am with you,” I opened my eyes and he grinned and leaned forward pressing a kiss to my temple as he held me close.

I watched as he fell asleep, his hand still covering my belly and the irony of it all filled me with dread and sorrow. I watched him sleep and took in all of him; the feel of his body, the sound of his soft snores, his scent of incense, sandalwood and green tea, the silkiness of his black tresses and the subtle muscles that wound their way through his legs and arms and then there was the sound of his beating heart.

I couldn't fall asleep this night; I wanted him forever etched in my mind.

I woke him up an hour or so away from dawn and drew him into what would be our last time making love. I made sure it was slow and sensual as his hands and mine played over our bodies like it had been the first time all over again. Our passions grew and our bodies found release and then he lie down again and fell asleep and I slid my body away from his wonderful heat and got dressed quietly.

I leaned down and pressed a soft kiss on his forehead and then his lips and stood up as he mumbled out a soft “love you”. I left the building and the area with hot tears quietly flowing down my cheeks and even leaving trails down my neck. I didn't look back, only up and forward.

To Be Continued…

Short chapter but it seemed the appropriate place to stop at.

Next chapter coming soon.

Kat