InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Heart stealing PIRATE! (i love you). ❯ Chapter 3

Ok, before I begin this chapter, I would like to thank the people who have been with this story from the first chapter, which was NOT that long ago, and has encouraged me with their enthusiastic reviews. These people are: blackbutterfly15, Elven mistress, and watersongs. I'm so glad that you like my fanfic and I would like to ask a special favor of you. If you have any ideas about what should happen in this story, please don't hesitate to comment or email. I love hearing from my readers. It's a really great honor that you like my story. I started writing this a new way so there would be more content cause the spacing between paragraphs thing didn't give you guys much to read. I'll still try to make the chapters at least 7 pages long.

 

Kagome woke up stiff as a board, every muscle protesting against her movements. She was lying naked on a bronzed chest, two strong arms wrapped securely around her, one hand resting possessively on her butt, the other to the side of a breast. It was the most demanding, possessive touch she'd ever experienced and she grudgingly basked in the warm feeling it gave her. This man cared nothing for her but she felt safe in her captors arms. Tears of frustration welled in her eyes as she wished that she completely hated this man.

She guessed the stiffness came from her fighting against the temptation to touch him, to run her hands along the fascinating muscle that bound his whole body. She tried to roll away but the hand on her butt pressed her more firmly to his body and she could feel his man hood even closer and more intimate.

“Let me go!” Kagome hissed, struggling against him in vain.

“Just a little longer,” he protested groggily, his eyes opening and his hands roving her body shamelessly.

She tried her best to ignore his hands but they ignited something in her that set her on fire. One hand stroked her breast while the other dipped between her legs. Kagome's face reddened and he started to stroke her sex. She smacked him as hard as she could, rolling away when his arms loosened in shock. She landed quickly on the floor, something jabbing painfully into her stomach. With the pain came a hot, sticky wetness that dripped over her naked body. She bit her lip from the need to cry out, making herself stand even though it was taxing and included too much pain.

“SHIT!” she heard him say, rushing over to her in their equally naked state, pulling her up and laying her on the bed. “I fucking told you that this would happen!” he yelled sharply, grabbing his shirt from the floor and mopping up the large amount of blood that cascaded from her wound.

He finally stopped the bleeding by ripping his shirt and wrapping it around her waist, tying it tightly. The pressure from the bandage caused her so much pain that she could hardly move from where she'd been deposited.

 

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Sango had been cooped up in the small room for hours before the violet eyed man came back with a bucket of water, some soap, and a rag.

“What's all this?” Sango asked, looking skeptically at the items.

“Well, I just thought you could use a bath,” he said with a smile.

“Do I…do I smell that bad?” Sango asked self-consciously.

“No, no. I just thought you would enjoy one. This isn't really much of one but it was the best I could do,” he said sincerely, making her heart jump with how sweet he was being. Then he ruined the moment. “If you need any help,” he said, trailing off with a lecherous smile.

Sango blushed, her hands balling up in anger. “Get out!” she yelled as he laughed at her expression.

She pushed him through the door, pushing as much furniture in front of the door as he had in his room.

She leaned against the wall. How could he be so sweet and thoughtful and then turn into a big pervert? If she was being truthful to herself, she was madder at herself for being attracted to both sides of him. His sweet side made her melt, while his perverted side made her heart beat fast and her skin flush. But she wasn't being truthful to herself, not yet, so she let herself be angry at him.

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Miroku knew that he was being stupid about how he treated the girl he held captive in his room, but he just didn't know how to act around her. He felt like a kid with his first crush and it was driving him insane. Every time he looked at her, he started to sweat, his mind was blocked and every thing that could pass through the brain block was either very cheesy/romantic or perverted. So instead of looking like a fool one way, he chose the more entertaining side.

There was a plus there anyway. When he said something perverted, a cute little flush stained her cheeks and her eyes blazed, her breath quickened, making her breasts heave. He laughed at the image, going on with his work.

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Kouga had been swimming for days and, even though he was full youkai, he didn't know how much more he could take. He couldn't let his mind get distracted but it was so hard when he had no idea of Kagome's fate. His mind would stray and he would slow down to what was almost a stop.

He kept swimming until he felt he couldn't swim anymore…and then he kept going, the only thing keeping him going was the thought of saving Kagome. He had to find her and the only way he could do that was to get to shore, any shore.

As he thought of the danger Kagome could be in, his strokes became clipped, moving faster and faster until he was almost a blur. After about two hours, he hit shore and slumped on the sand, almost instantly passing out, waves lapping at his feet.

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Kagome woke up to the door being swung quickly open, banging against the wall. Her head snapped into the direction of the noise to see a very disturbed hanyou stripping and becoming completely naked in a matter of seconds. He made his way over to the bed, his intentions completely evident by the…huge thing that stood at attention. He bent over the bed and, just like he'd done last night, pulled her up from the bed and stripped her clothes from her, with more fervor than yesterday, his breathing hard.

When she was completely naked, he laid her down on the bed and knelt over her, kissing her neck and down her collar bone, making her shiver. His hands continued down, pulling her thighs apart as his mouth lowered over the sloped of her breasts. His hands skimmed over her thighs and then higher until they touched her…

“Stop! No, I can't!” Kagome said, pulling his hands away, a blush covering her face and spreading all the way down to the base of her breasts.

He looked angry as he kept going, a finger slipping inside her. He froze completely and Kagome hid her face, trying to roll away.

He pulled her back, turning her face towards him. “Why didn't you tell me?” he asked angrily.

Her eyebrows raised and her eyes flashed like lightning. “Excuse me? I agreed to be your whore. I figured you wouldn't care since all you wanted…” she started to say, sitting up.

“I do care, you idiot! I could've hurt you!” he said angrily.

“What?” Kagome asked angrily, not even getting the implications of what he just said.

“It…uh…hurts the girl their first time,” he said in embarassment.

“Well, you shouldn't be too concerned with that since I'm your captive and it's in the job description to hurt me,” Kagome said, still being completely blind to what he was trying to say.

“Fine! You want me to hurt you?” he asked, his face contorting into a fearsome scowl.

Kagome's eyes filled with fear but she stood up to him, ready to defend herself with her bare hands. Up until now, she'd been too weak to defend herself, the injury she had sustained leaching all of her strength from her. Now she'd almost completely recovered and she couldn't stand being at his mercy.

But she didn't have to defend herself. His face softened and his eyes became distant.

“What?” Kagome asked, wondering why he'd backed down so easily.

“Nothing,” he said, standing and beginning to put his clothes on.

Kagome stood, not caring that she was naked. All she knew was that this man was hurting and something inside her stirred, making her want to relieve the pain.

“Please, don't leave,” Kagome said in a small voice.

He stopped and straightened stiffly. Kagome quickly came to his side.

“I don't know you at all, I don't even know your name…but I don't want you to hurt,” she said, taking his arm. “Just…talk to me, o.k.?”

He looked at her, trying to keep his eyes on her face as he nodded. The smile she gave him was so bright it almost illuminated the whole room. He'd never seen anyone smile like that and something inside him told him that she was going to be very special to him.

She sat down on the bed and patted the spot next to her. She watched as he picked up one of the sheets that, in his haste, he had pushed onto the floor and he handed it to her before sitting next to her. She giggled and blushed before wrapping it around her. It was the most beautiful sound in the world to his ears.

“Why don't we just talk,” she said, turning towards him, “I really don't know anything about you.”

“Uh…” he said, looking away. He'd never told anyone anything that he considered personal.

“Ok,” she said with a laugh, “why don't you tell me your name.”

“Inuyasha,” he said, quirking an eyebrow.

“Well, my name…” she started.

“Kagome, I know,” he said, looking up at the ceiling to avoid her eyes.

“How?” she asked suspiciously.

“Your friend said it when she was being carried above deck,” he said simply.

“Oh…and you remembered?” she asked nervously.

“Yeah. I thought it was a weird name for a guy…I guess I was right,” he said with a smirk.

“You were,” she said happily, already feeling more comfortable with him.

“I've been meaning to ask you…Who was that guy?”

“What guy?” she asked, confused.

“The one that said he was captain. I thought you guys were gay,” he said with a laugh.

“Oh. That was, uh, Kouga. He was my second, I guess although I really didn't need his help,” she said.

“Why did he say he loved you?” he asked boldly.

Kagome looked shocked. “You heard that? I thought you were too far away,” she said with a blush.

“Yeah,” he said sheepishly, “was he your…” he said, trailing off.

“Oh! No obviously. He thought we were going to get married and he was real possessive with me. I had over fifty men on that ship and none of them were allowed to come near me,” Kagome said angrily.

“You like him?” he asked.

“Uh, no. I've known him since I was little. I was on that boat since I was five,” Kagome said.

“Oh. So you don't like him?” he asked, trying to only sound curious.

“No I don't,” she said, her brow furrowing.

Inuyasha didn't know why, but he was relieved that Kagome didn't feel the same way. He'd had his sights set on her since he figured out she was a woman. There was just something about her that made him feel like he did with…

“What is it?” she asked, seeing the look in his eyes, the distant look that was filled with pain.

Inuyasha immediately snapped back to reality, looking at the girl who reminded him so much of…“Nothing.”

“You can tell me,” she said. It sounded so stupid, her being the captive and all. She just wanted him to…not have that sad look in his eyes. He looked so gloomy all the time and she wanted to take it away.

Kagome's face was filled with compassion, her eyes were gentle and her hands came to his arm to rub away the tension. He began to relax next to her and he welcomed it.

“It really isn't important,” he said, although he debated on whether to tell her.

They talked until Kagome finally fell asleep. Inuyasha had been in the middle of a conversation with her when she became silent.

“Kagome?” he asked, pushing her soft hair away from her face. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was slightly open, her breathing slow and deep. He pulled her naked body against his, curling up with her protectively before falling asleep.

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Miroku finally came back to the room. Sango gave him as smile as she pulled her hair up into a high pony tail.

“And how are you this evening, my lovely captive,” he asked pleasantly, giving her a sweet smile and kissing her cheek.

“I'm…good?” she asked, wondering why he was being so charming.

“Excellent,” he said, “someone will be bringing us our dinner.

“You're…eating in here?” she asked with uncertainty.

“Yes? I thought you could use some company,” he said, sitting down and removing his boots and unbuttoning his shirt.

Sango smiled. Yes she could definitely use some company, being locked up in this room as she was.

“I'm glad,” she said genuinely, a small smile on her face.

He was amazed at how easy it was to please her. Most women were so hard to please but Sango just wanted some company. She liked it when he was sweet and it excited her when he was perverted.

After a few days, she began to soften towards him and he to her. He began eating with her regularly, bringing her a little something every other day, a new dress that he had found stowed away or a hair pin. He brought her daily “baths” and every night they went to bed together, her curled up against his side.

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Kagome woke up to Inuyasha tossing and turning, sweat dripping down his body, his face contorted in pain.

“Inuyasha?! What is it? Wake up!” Kagome yelled as she tried to hold him still. She threw her body on top of his, trying to hold him down, but he was at least a hundred times too strong for her. She held on for dear life as his thrashing became worse.

“Inuyasha! Please, wake up!” she said in a terrified voice.

“Kikyou! No!” he screamed in an agonized voice as his fingers clamped tightly around her arms.

“Inuyasha, stop! Your hurting me!” she screamed hysterically as the pain in her arms worsened.

His fingers got tighter and tighter and Kagome thought he was going to break her bones. She couldn't move to shake or smack him. She had to think fast. She reared her head back and with as much strength as she had, let it fly forward, effectively making her pass out as her forehead smashed into his.

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“Kikyou! NO!” Inuyasha whispered as she got closer.

“You did this to me you bastard!” she screamed, “It's all your fault!” There was blood covering her whole body, running down from her shoulder.

She advanced toward him, her bow in her hands. Before she could notch an arrow, Inuyasha's fight or flight instincts kicked in. He lunged for the girl, throwing her backwards.

“What did I do to you?” Inuyasha asked, holding her down. Her lips were turning blue and her eyes were glazing over.

She was having too hard of a time breathing to answer. She became frantic as the life was being pulled from her lithe young body. “Itstooearly! Ican'tdieyet!” she gasped out.

“Calm down! We can fix this!” he said, ripping the cloth over her wound. He tore off a piece of cloth from his pants, trying to stop the blood flow by putting pressure on it. This didn't work. He ripped a long, thin piece of cloth from his shirt, tying it into a tourniquet making it tight enough that the would blood stop soon. But he was too late.

Kikyou began to go into shock, her breath quickened even more and her pupils dilated. She began to cough up blood because the wound was so close to her neck. She began to choke on her own it as her mouth was filled with it.

“Kikyou, you have to calm down, ok? Everything is going to be fine,” he said.

She continued to gurgle and choke.

“NO! No! Kikyou you have to hold on,” he said, picking her up and turning her upside down so the blood would drain from her throat. He held his arm under her neck to keep her head elevated. Soon her eyes closed and her face became serene.

“KYOU!!! WAKE UP!” Inuyasha screamed frantically.

A sharp pain shot through Inuyasha's forehead, waking him up. Kagome was slumped on top of him, a huge bump on her forehead and angry bruises on her upper arms, deep gashes in the back where claws and sunk into them.

“Kagome? Kagome, wake up. What happened?” he asked her, shaking her, but she remained…asleep? Knocked out?

`Probably knocked out by the look of that fucking bump!' he thought to himself. His fingers found their way to it, touching it gingerly. `How the fuck did this happen?' he asked himself, massaging it. The thing was as hard as an egg, about two times the size of one and was an ugly shade of purple.

“What in the hell did you get yourself into?” Inuyasha asked aloud, looking her over for more injuries. There seemed to be none besides her head and arms.

“Kagome! Wake up,” he said, his hand unconsciously curving around her cheek, stroking gently.

She slowly opened her eyes, pain crossing her features.

“What the hell happened?” he asked angrily, sitting her up so that she was reclined against his shoulder.

"You were having a bad dream, so I tried to wake you up," Kagome said, grimacing in pain from the headache that the bump on her head brought on.

"That doesn't explain how you got your arms ripped open or how I found you completely konked out.

"It's nothing...really. I hit my head is all, and the scratches...well, uh, they aren't important," she said, pulling away from him.

"They are. It looks like you got mauled by a friggin bear," he said angrily, pulling her arms up to examine the gashes. He saw something strangely familiar about them. He held his hand up to the bruises and they matched perfectly. He examined the gashes, which were the exact same length as his claws, probably as deep as they were long. A huge feeling of guilt settled deep in his stomach.

"Are you ready to tell me the truth?" he asked solomnly, his jaw clenched tightly.

"Truth about what?" she asked innocently, chewing her lower lip.

"Your arms, your head? I want to know exactly what happened, and I want to know right now," Inuyasha said angrily, holding onto her ching with a firm grip, but not hurting her. She saw how bad t was hurting him to know that he was the cause, that he'd hurt someone so bad without even knowing it had been done.

"Now, Inuyasha don't give me that look! It wasn't your fault. Stop thinking like that!" she said angrily, pulling free of his strong fingers and grabbing ahold of his face gently, making him look at her, "you didn't mean to do it. It was my fault for jumping on top of you! And the bump is also my fault because I couldn't find any other way to wake you up except to...well, headbutt you."

"It's my fault you look like this," he said, his voice strained.

"NO, NO, NO! It's my fault, ok?" Kagome said, turning over so that she straddled him. She pushed his long hair from his face."Quit thinking like that."

"No matter what you say, Kagome, it's still going to be my fault. I did this, whether I meant to or not. The fact that i was totally unaware just makes the whole thing worse," he said, looking away.

Kagome got off him, turning her back to him. Why did he have to think this way? Why did this have to be his fault? Yes, it was him who grabbed her but only because she had thrown herself on him to hold him still. She felt like she knew nothing about him.

"Fine. I'm going back to sleep, stranger," Kagome said, turning away.

"Kagome..." he started.

"No, I'm fine with it...not knowing. It's not like I'm here of my own free will. I was dragged here by a man I don't know. I'm the captive and in the end I can't be trusted by my captor."

She settled down into the bed, trying to get comfortable.

"I'd like to make a request," Kagome said, turning over.

"What?" he asked stiffly.

"I'd like to go see Sango, my friend," Kagome said, "unless she's dead."

"She's not dead," Inuyasha said, annoyed.

"Well, i didn't know what you were capable of," Kagome said in a cold voice.

"That's bullshit," Inuyasha said angrily.

"Is it?" she asked, turning over and away from him, trying to fall asleep.

 

 

 

 

 

So I know that this chapter took a REALLY long to time to get to you guys, and I regret that but I hope you enjoy it and I hope that it was worth the wait!