InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ His Past, Her Present, Their Future ❯ Tension ( Chapter 19 )

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Citrus warning! Just a tiny bit at the start of the chapter…nothing too descriptive…I’m just trying to satiate my own craving for lemon…I don’t wanna rush and I don’t want to stoop to writing a random oneshot to curb my appetite, so this will have to do. Even if its, like, two paragraphs… *sigh*


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His Past, Her Present, Their Future
Chapter 19 - Tension

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A heap of silk as coverings are divested. Graceful fingers dance across burning flesh in the dead of night. The song of pure ecstasy rings in the couple’s ears as they lose themselves within one another. Obsidian and moonlit strands combine, splayed across silken sheets. Cries of pleasure, of completion, of destiny.

The woman’s back arches drastically into her lovers touch, pressing her body into the scorching source of heat above her. Her partner moans in his rich tone as her legs move to wrap around his hips. Her control is nearly lost as she digs her nails into his muscled back, raking them across his shoulder blades as she screams his name…

The dreamers awoke, breathing heavily, trying to dismiss the visions from their mind. It was not yet dawn, but neither would find sleep again that night, haunted by a bliss so complete that it would bring them to their knees…

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Kagome had been in the Heian period for a month now. And in that time, she had studiously avoided confrontation with Sesshoumaru at all costs. Mattaki had business to attend to on his northern borders, so with her ‘protector’ gone she had simply avoided the young daiyoukai and hoped that he would not seek her out to make her suffer greater. It had worked, for the most part. She spent most of her time with the Lady Kaori, and any free time spent sitting in the Northern Garden with a notebook.

She had come to the conclusion that should she ever make it back to Modern Japan, that she would write a book series of her adventures; because surely the truth of her life was even more exciting than any author’s mind could ever hope to imagine. That was, of course, if she ever got back. She cringed as that thought even crossed her mind. Would she? Or would she stay in this period and live out her life? And if that were the case, would that erase the memories of her past with InuYasha, with Sesshoumaru?

The thought then crossed her mind that she would be remembered, of course. Sesshoumaru knew she was coming here, right? That was what his warning had been for. This train of thought always led her to scowling vehemently. Damn him! Why hadn’t he told her sooner? He’d KNOWN! Baka… And then she remembered that she must leave a terrible impression on her someday-friend, considering all the times he’d tried to kill her.

And now, this morning, she was awoken with that dream. Her face burned just in remembrance. She had felt so…right…

Kagome shook her head free of the traitorous thoughts. Sure, she was attracted to Sesshou (her Sesshou, of course) but actions like…that were not something she would give up for lust and affection. She wanted to be sure. Often times people discounted true love as a fairytale, a foolish dream. Even she found herself sometimes believing it. But she was sure, positive, that somewhere out there was a person who would love her so completely that they would gladly spend eternity with her. All she had to do what find him, ne?

She giggled at her girlish fantasy. It was the one thread of her eternal innocence that she had retained through every argument with InuYasha, through every night she found him with Kikyou, through every tear she cried. Even if InuYasha had not been that person, she would find him. Someday. And if she didn’t, she was perfectly content to just wait it out. She hoped. She could always be one of those scary ladies who lived alone with fifty cats and who frightened the neighborhood children…and if any of them went on her lawn she could use her felines as cannon fodder…

Kagome huffed a sigh into her unruly bangs and pulled on a midnight blue yakuta. The days were getting warmer now that summer was in full swing. She eyed the lavender tendrils that wound their way up the contrastingly dark material with a smile. With so many kimonos that clashed so terribly, it was nice to find a few that were complimentary.

Another heavy blush stained the young miko’s cheeks as a flash of a similar kimono sliding to the floor played in her mind’s eye. Bad Kagome! Thinking of that dream would get her nowhere!

Her servant, the mouse-youkai having been replaced with a pleasant horse demoness, entered as dawn broke and was shocked to see her charge out of bed and already dressed.

“M’lady! Already awake, I see?”

“Hai, Mizuki-chan. I could not fall back to sleep, so I thought I would dress.”

“Well, you’ve taken half my fun away, so at least let me fix your hair, ne?”

Kagome giggled, “Hai, I would like that Mizuki.”

Kagome relaxed into the older woman’s tugs on her uncontrollable mass of hair, letting her mind slip away from all thoughts of Taiyoukai, the future, and emotion. The servant girl and she had become fast friends once she had mentioned to Mattaki that her former seemed adverse to her humanity. It was nice to have someone to chat with.

When she was properly primped, negating the need for the cakey make-up as always, she left her chambers to find her way out to the dining hall. Mattaki had returned sometime late last night, she could feel it when he arrived. His youki was so powerful it was impossible to mistake him for anyone else. She smiled widely at the Taiyoukai as she entered, bowing her head in greeting.

“I see you have returned, my lord.”

“Ah, my friend. How do you fare?”

She grinned lopsidedly, noting the lack of Sesshoumaru at the table as she took her seat beside the lady of the palace, “Well, my lord. Did your business go well?”

“Hai, it was menial and I am very glad to be back in more pleasant surroundings,” with this he threw a glance at his mate, who blushed prettily and smiled at her food.

Kagome giggled, “Well, we certainly noted your absence, this castle just isn’t the same without you!”

“I trust my son gave you no problems?”

Kagome coughed discreetly and looked away, “Ahh, no…I avoided him…”

A bark of laughter was her reply, the lord’s eyes twinkling, “So I see. Speaking of young Sesshoumaru, where is he?”

“Here, Chichi-ue,” a melodic baritone called out, and the pale form of Sesshoumaru glided into the hall. For once, he did not glare at her, but refused to even glance in her direction. Kagome couldn’t help glancing up, and her breathe caught in her throat. His usually light ensemble choices were replaced with a black haori and hakama, silver threads adorning the belled sleeves. She blushed as another flash of dream played before her eyes and she tore her gaze away.

Both the lord and lady noticed the tension between the two, but since it was a silent tension they left well enough alone. The morning meal went on quietly until Mattaki grinned and stretched back languidly, “I have not slept so well in weeks. Did everyone else sleep well?”

Kagome turned the color of the crimson sash around Kaori’s waist. Sesshoumaru choked on a bite of food. Now the two elder youkai were intrigued, “I take that as a no to my lord’s question, ne?” Kaori said with a light laugh.

“Ahh…” Kagome tried to think of anything other than the images from the dream, “My sleep was good, but I awoke from a dream and could not go back to sleep, is all.”

She glanced up to see the stunned look on Sesshoumaru’s face. He glared at her incredulously for several moments, “I was awoken early as well. Nightmares, you know?”

Kagome caught very quickly that he had likely had the same kind of dream as her and set her jaw, “Hai, nightmares. I woke up and was glad I did not take dinner last night, because otherwise I would have had to purge myself.”

Sesshoumaru growled in a low tone, “It did not matter that I had not eaten, I did.”

Fire erupted around Kagome and she growled, a surprisingly animal sound from the ningen woman.

Mattaki finally broke the staring and growling contest, “Would you two care to clue us in to what you are referring to?”

“NO!” they both shouted, stood, and stomped from the room in separate directions. ‘Baka Sesshoumaru,” Kagome fumed, ‘Stupid, STUPID boy…”

She stomped to the castle’s dojo and pulled a short-sword from the wall, running through Katas with a speed she hadn’t tried to muster in months. Her body was covered in a fine sheen of sweat after a half hour of the exercises, her brain shut down. She had to distract herself from the crushing feeling she was currently experiencing in her chest. She had to think of anything but him. And then. And home. Her mother…

With a clang, the blade dropped from her fingertips, and the girl fell to her knees in the empty dojo. All the emotions she had been trying to ignore for the prior month overwhelmed her as she pounded her fists weakly into the dirt floor, “Why?!” she screamed out loud, “Why did you do this to me, Midoriko? What in the hell did I do wrong?! ‘Fate is not as cruel as it seems’ my ass! My ASS Midoriko! I am not your pawn! I want to go home!”

The arms that wrapped around her were comforting, and she turned into the embrace as the sobs wracked her. She stayed that way for many minutes, curled in the lap of her comforter. The arms were unyielding as she wept, releasing all the pent up emotion of the previous months of separation from home, the loss of InuYasha, and the prior month of near solitude in a time unfamiliar.

When her sobs finally calmed to whimpers, she chanced a glance at the owner of the lap she sat in. Silver hair and golden eyes. She gasped and shook her head hard, and focused back again. Ah, that was better, “Mattaki-sama, I am sorry for being so weak. I am such a bother…”

A clawed finger pressed to her lips, “Hush, child. You lasted longer than I thought you would. It is not healthy to keep such emotions pent-up, you know. Now, tell me what plagues you?”

“I just…I want to go home. I don’t even know which home anymore! I don’t care if its my time or the Sengoku Jidai, somewhere I belong, somewhere I understand! I have been here a moon and still have no idea why I am here…”

“But is that a fault of your own?”

“Iie…”

“Then stop wallowing. You are a strong young lady, to put up with even a single member of my bloodline, let alone two. This may not be a time you are accustomed to, but I expect you thought very little of my sons’ time when you first arrived, ne?”

She giggled weakly, “Well, with InuYasha trying to kill me and yelling at me every five minutes, that is a safe assumption.”

“Why not try to make the best of your time here? Is there not anything that sparks your curiosity?”

“Hai, there is. I would love to see Heian-kyô…and I want to get to know Sesshoumaru here…and you for that matter. I have heard so much of you, and I admit to being intrigued but the idea of getting to know more about you than Sesshou was willing to tell, or than Myouga had time to before running off...”

He gave her a genuine grin, fangs and all, “Well, we can do all three! Perhaps not immediately, and Sesshoumaru will take work, but those three things should occupy you for a while, ne?”

She smiled back and leaned into the Taiyoukai’s muscular chest in something resembling an embrace, though her hands stayed in her lap, “Hai. Thank you Mattaki-sama. I wish there was a way to repay your kindness.”

“Iie, worry not, my friend. Just continue to take care of my son in the future and we shall call it even?” he stood, taking her with him, and settled her feet on the floor.

Kagome giggled, “He would resent that remark.”

“Well, then, it appears the present and future versions of my sons have something in common, then.”

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Hours after her calming talk with the Taiyoukai, Kagome found herself after dark wandering amongst the flowers. The summer sky seemed to be alive with the twinkling of the stars, the near-full moon casting an ethereal glow on the garden. She wondered what the date was…it was sometime in July, she thought, or maybe August? She wasn’t even sure when she had lost track of the days. It was in the Feudal Era, she knew.

She meandered past some imported roses and stroked the soft white petals. So soft… her senses didn’t register the aura closing in on her until it was almost too late. She snatched her dagger from the folds of her obi, gripping it and spinning on her adversary.

Her wrist was caught easily, and she stared up into the molten gaze of Sesshoumaru, who looked at her contemptuously, “You think such a meager blade could ever be used against me, mortal?”

Kagome glared, “Meager, is it?” she wrenched her wrist from his grasp and with a simple toss flipped the dagger so she held its blade, “Take a look and say that again.”

Unable to resist the curiosity, Sesshoumaru took the blade, which hummed happily in his hand. He studied it closely before realization dawned on him, “This is…MY fang?!”

Kagome smirked mockingly, “Still think its meager?”

“Why do you have a blade made from my fang?”

Kagome sighed and shook her head, “Because Toutosai took it upon himself to make it when we went to get your own blade repaired. You did not mind, and in fact agreed with Toutosai about me needing a more close-range weapon.”

Sesshoumaru glared. That did seem like something he would think, if this onna really was his friend. After all, a bow and arrows were useless in a one on one fight, “But why would I let YOU have it? Usually one would only allow a blade of their fang for a mate, or potential mate!”

Kagome burned crimson, “Well, I do not know why you did…do…whatever!”

Sesshoumaru leaned closer to her, scrutinizing her closely, “I would be suspicious, if I did not know that I would never be interested in a ningen.”

Kagome’s fury blazed around her, “You bastard! You’ll see when you--” she cut herself off and feinted right before dipping around the youkai’s left side, leaving Sesshoumaru to jog to catch up.

“Tell me of myself, if you know me so well.”

“I do not know you now, baka, I know what you will be.”

“Then, how did we meet?”

Kagome snickered ruefully, continuing the trek back to the castle, “You tried to kill me.”

“Aa, I am smarter than I thought.”

A huffing breath escaped Kagome and she stopped, whirling to face him, “Do you always have to be such a jerk? I didn’t do anything but smell like you, and you have me pinned as a terrible person!”

“I did not say that, though I do admit to thinking you were a liar. And what is a jerk?”

“It’s a word I think was invented to describe YOU, whether its now, then, or in the future.”

“Mm, so it means debonair and skilled, does it?”

Kagome’s eyes went as big as saucers, “Leave it to Mr. Arrogant to say something like that. Ooo!”

“Mr. Arrogant? That is what you call me in the future?”

“No, though it fits. As does the Ice Prince or Arrogant Bastard, like others call you…and Fluffy…” she snickered as she said that one, “But I just call you Sesshou.”

The silver-haired teen made a face, “That is foolish.”

“Hai, you think so then, too. You get over it though, because I am so adorable.”

“Who is arrogant now?”

The two smirked at one another before realizing they were speaking, and turned to face the opposite direction. Kagome stomped back to the palace, but not before tossing a small smile over her shoulder, “Goodnight, Sesshou.”

She was gone before he turned back around, a small smile on his own lips, “Goodnight…..Kagome.”


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< br> A/N: I am sick and pathetic, but I finished this chapter for YOU! Yes, YOU! Because I love you and all your wonderful reviews! *glomps all*

You know, I was reading a stupid story this week. I almost gagged while reading all 70k or so words of it. ((Yes, it was crap, but I was bored to tears)). Now, I would never be rude to a writer, but sometimes I read stories and wonder WHAT the hell the person was thinking while writing. Like..

“OMG OMG stuff happenz then more stuff, and OMG look, its Sexxoumaru and he’s all like there. And OMG Kagome is too, and they are gonna make the babees. And then, OMG some random person I just met asks what happened 5 minutes ago and I am going to spout off my life story, including that which you JUST read. OMG. And, oh, OMG. Now more stuff is happenzing, with no reason or resolution to the previous conflict. Now something else is happening with even TALKING about the last thing that happened. OMG.”

And I shudder. And groan. If I ever turn into one of those writers, shoot me, ne? If I already am….just kill me. I await death. XD

Anyway, minna-san, I love you guys eternallyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, review if you’d like (we all know Katie craves reviews), and I hope you stick around for the next chapter.