InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Hunted ❯ Iris ( One-Shot )

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any of its characters.

*Mature Themes Ahead

Pairing: Kag/Sess

July 2003

Hunted

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The thrill ran wild in me. I couldn't control it, nobody could. I was an untamed force, something they needed to get rid of…but couldn't. I was perfection to them. I was their perfection. I was the outcome of countless hours of hard work and ingenuity. They hated yet adored me at the same time. I was too perfect in their eyes…too dangerous to be let out into the world.

But I wasn't perfect.

Just like every human, I had my defects.

So on the night of my supposed termination, I ran and didn't stop.

I haven't stopped since.

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My legs burned with over exertion. They screamed with hatred at me but I didn't care. I was being hunted. Hunted right at this moment.

Exhilaration and adrenaline pumped themselves through my blood, through my body. I couldn't help but enjoy this. This was what I was made for, what I lived for. Even though I hated the feeling.

I could hear the hydrogen-powered cars behind me as I rounded a sharp bend. Bullets whizzed past but I kept on going. I kept on running.

I felt the sharp sting of pain as a bullet grazed my left arm. Blood fought to escape and now traveled down and wrapped around my hand in crimson threads. Biting my lip to suppress the tiny pricks, I jumped over a broken fence and entered the darkness of a yard. My breathing came hard and ragged. Strands of black hair obstructed my view as I lay there, waiting for them to pass by.

Before I could've lost them within moments. These hunters that wanted to bring me back. But now he was sent after me. The man that I grew up with, fell in love with, was now hunting me.

I loathed them. They, who raised me to be nothing but a puppet.

I heard them pass by and I peeked over the fence and out into the barely lit street. Seeing it was safe, I quickly jumped over and headed home with my arm throbbing and bleeding and white dots dancing in front of my eyes.

Sitting on the floor with a first aid kit, I quickly washed and bandaged my wound. It was a crappy job but then again, I was never good at it either. The creaking of the floor boards suddenly had chills traveling up and down my spine. Someone was here and I was stupid enough not to realize it until now.

"You never were good at bandaging."

I froze, rendering myself defenseless. "Sesshoumaru…" I heard his footfalls come closer, heard him kneel down beside me and feel him take my arm in his hands. He slowly undid the white bandage and wrapped it anew.

It felt odd seeing him again. He was the quintessential killer. Something I would have become if I hadn't ran. But the thing was, I didn't want to become like him.

And he knew that.

"I'm not going back so spare me the torture and kill me now."

"What makes you think I'll kill you Kagome?"

"It's what you do. It's what you were sent here to do." I looked at him, "You know I can't go back."

His hand came up and slowly traveled down the side of my face. "I know."

Gently he traced the contour of my lips with his thumb and I saw a hunger in his eyes. I gave in to his hunger…to my hunger as my hands threaded through his silver strands, pain forgotten. He met my lips, tenderly at first then raw emotion seized control. Emotions locked away were now rapidly opening and flooding all thoughts.

"I've missed you." He breathed into my ear, placing light butterfly kisses all along my neck. He shed his clothes and mine with ease and I watched him marvel at me.

The desire grew. The passion grew.

The hunger now was unbearable.

His tongue traced patterns on my skin as overwhelming need spread through me, igniting a white-hot passion. I needed him. I wanted him.

His hand painstakingly traveled up the inside of my thigh and rested in my wetness. I was already so goddamn wet and aching so bad it hurt but I reveled in his sweet slowness and knew he ached as well. I watched him savor my taste and soon I did too when he captured my lips in heated need.

"I need you Kagome."

"Take me Sesshoumaru, onegai."

He thrust into me, my body arching, my fingers raking through his disheveled locks. We were lost, lost in our passion filled pants and sweet ecstasies. Our bodies moved together, thrust for thrust. Raw instincts, bordering on primal had taken over, had filled both our senses.

This was bliss. Each thrust, each mind blowing, powerful thrust was complete and utter bliss. Pleasure wrapped around us in thick tendrils, tore away our sanity like a thief on the run.

We went over the edge and I held him tight. This was what he did to me; this was where he brought me to. The peak of burning fervor, where each touch was heaven and each kiss set my blood on liquid fire.

My fingers traced his torso as we lay there, bare in the dimly lit room.

"You have to go back." I murmured, still tracing delicate patterns.

"In a little while. Sleep Kagome."

I snuggled closer to him, our bodies melding together. I drifted off, off into a void coated with black and white dreams.

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Perhaps I was hoping too much for him to still to be here when I woke up because I suddenly felt disappointed and lonely. But I knew that he wouldn't. I knew that I wouldn't be waking up to see him lying next to me.

Loneliness was part of my life, something I grew to accept.

I held the note and the iris he left beside me then gently placed it on the glass table as I walked away.

We'll be together. I promise you.

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Owari