InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Gone ❯ What Makes A Woman ( Chapter 7 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Hey check out my preview of
The Archway
Evil has escaped to earth from an imprisonment
in Heaven by the Gods and Goddesses.
Now, Inu and the gang meet for the first time,
along with Sesshomaru and a mysterious woman.


Hey guys and girls!!!!
How you all doing? Me? Well nothing just messing around,
being bored.
How's the story? Is it really good or really bad or just “eh”?
Sorry I haven't written, I just started school and
I already have a seven paragraph essay
that has to have like more than eight sentences!
Oh well! All smiles!

Thanks to:

Yoyochien: How come you don't like poems?! I love them!
Especially Edgar Allen Poe! He's awesome!

Lindsay-chan: I think Naraku is pretty mental! Well thats just me.

Mimi: Whoa as in “wow” or as in “what the hell?”

My Soul Your Puppet: Its not over! Im not even in the middle! Yup!
My pen name is a little ironic because Im not graceful at all!

IIebreknit: Yea?! Awesome!! (Thats my new word)
Yea, Inuyasha and Kikyo are together. I felt a little sad because
people have her as a bad guy a lot.


Chapter 7

Kagome's POV

I couldn't get him off me!
He was too strong like always.
I felt like I was awake
with the coppery taste of blood
on my lips.
The feel of his hands on me,
the feel of my soul breaking
while he took his pleasure.
In a rush my body became numb.
Blinking try to clear my vision
and coughing trying to speak.
Raising my fear escaped my voice,
hanging on,
Don't let me go, Sesshomaru.
Naraku washed from my mind,
when Sesshomaru's arms squeezed me
and his head became buried
in the cup of my neck.
What I had of my world
was all coming clean
and all my senses were focus on him.
How can I not notice a man like Sesshomaru?

Going in a state of unconsciousness,
I never watched my doings.
With my arms still around his neck
I inhaled his sent and buried myself
into the folds of his hair
and watched it as it flowed with
every movement he made
as he still snuggled in my own hair.
I saw every glimmer, every strand fall.
I could no longer fight this urge
that has built up.
My lips burned as I grazed his neck,
trailed my cheek against his,
studied his eyes for some understandment.


Sesshomaru's POV

This woman
is what I call a woman
with the experience and
the tragedy to come out like this.
How can this damaged woman
cut through to my heart
before anyone else was able to?


End Chapter

I know its real short but I just wanted you all to know
that i didnt not stop continuing this story
and because I am in school...again.

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