InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ I Loved Him ❯ I Loved Him as my Only Chance at Happiness ( Chapter 3 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

LES: I should have said this all before, but this is a recent decision on my part. For the most part, every single chapter in this story will revolve around a character who is in the manga. However, there are two exceptions and this chapter is one of them. The concept of this original character came from one of my failed Inuyasha stories, but I still like the concept so I’m going to use it in this one. This chapter contains sexual content, but no real ‘romance’. You’ll see what I mean…
Miyako is a Japanese name that means “beautiful night child”. It seems fitting given that she’s a Nekohanyou (half cat demon).

Chapter III: I Loved Him as My Only Chance at Happiness

It goes without saying that life as a hanyou was hard. That was the first lesson that Miyako learned as a child. Like all hanyous, she had learned of loss early on in her life. Her human mother had died giving birth to her. It was a birth complication that could have been handled and saved the woman’s life if anyone had been willing to help her. But none of the people in the village were willing to help a woman in labor with a hanyou child. Her Nekoyoukai father had taken in his daughter, but was soon killed when it was discovered that he sired a hanyou child and acknowledged the babe as his own.

Despite what was commonly known, hanyou were conceived more often than people believed. Most hanyou were conceived as the result of the rape of a human. The difference then was that if the result hanyou child tried to approach his or her Youkai parent, they would be instantly rejected and most likely killed. Youkai had no feelings for their bastard hanyou children.

Youkai who did this were not looked down upon by their fellows because they did the right thing in eliminating their mistake. But Youkai that acknowledged a hanyou child as his or her own… they could never be forgiven.

So Miyako had begun living the solitary life of a hanyou, with nothing but her claws, fangs, senses and wits to help her survive in the hostile world that she found herself in. And, despite all the hardships of her life, she found herself reaching the age of sixteen and still very much alive.

Of course, once she reached the age of physical maturity, she began to wish that she hadn’t.

With physical maturity came sexual maturity, and mating season was almost as hard on hanyous as it was on full Youkai. Though, in many ways, it was much worse because Youkai could find mates. The odds of a hanyou finding a mate were a million to one.

There were basically two ways for a hanyou to experience sex besides raping someone. The first way was to find a willing human during the hanyou’s mortal time. But it was risky. If anyone discovered the deception, then both involved would be killed. The second, and far harder way was to find a mature hanyou.

But mature hanyou were very rare. Almost no hanyou lived to maturity. In fact, in the whole of Miyako’s life she had never met an adult male hanyou. No matter how far she searched when it was mating season, she was never able to find any male hanyou even close to sexual maturity.

It was currently early spring, mating season, and Miyako’s erect cat-like ears were constantly on alert, both for threats and a possible mate. As a nocturnal creature, her coloring was dark to blend in with the night. Both her hair and her ears were jet-black. Even the clothes she wore were of a darker color. Only her bright yellow eyes could be seen in the darkness, eyes that gave her exceptional night vision, even for a hanyou.

She sat up in the branch of a strong tree, fidgeting almost constantly to alleviate some of the repressed energy in her body. And she was just about to the point when it seemed like she would be able to have a restful night when something loud crashed through the woods below.

The darkness below may as well have been daylight for how well her eyes could see through the darkness. A young man of obvious Youkai blood crashed through the woods and into the clearing below. Unlike her, he was a creature of the sun. His silver hair made him stand out like a sore thumb in the dark.

An enormous oni crashed into the clearing after him. “Filthy hanyou!” The oni yelled, swinging a club at the young silver-haired man. Miyako leaned further out on the branch, staring in shock. The young man was a hanyou? Now she could see ears similar to hers sticking out of his silver hair. But he was not part-neko. Part-inu, perhaps?

“I told you to leave me alone!” The male hanyou growled, cracking his knuckles and swinging his claws at the oni. He cut the Youkai clean in half, with nothing but his claws, which nearly shocked Miyako to the point of falling out of the tree. She could kill an oni like that, but she’d never been able to cut on in half before. He was exceptionally strong as a hanyou. The two halves of the oni fell to the ground and the male hanyou wiped his bloody claws onto his robes. “Feh.” He snorted as he began to turn and bound away from the scene.

But before he could take a single leap, Miyako dropped down from the tree and landed in front of him. He jumped back in shock, brandishing his claws again and growling threateningly. Up close now, Miyako could smell the inu and human in him. He was certainly the child of an Inuyoukai and a human. He was a few years younger than her, perhaps around fourteen or so. Sexually mature. Miyako thought, staring at him.

“Calm down. I’m not going to hurt you. I’m a hanyou too, see? A Nekohanyou.” She wiggled her ears for him, drawing his attention to her head. His eyes widened and he lowered his claws.

“How… how do I know this is not a trap?” He asked, suspicious.

“Please.” Miyako sighed. “Hanyous spend enough time being hunted and hated from all sides… we don’t need to waste time hating each other.” She moved closer and took a few good sniffs of his scent. It confirmed what her eyes all ready told her: that while young he was capable of sex. She could smell it, when she got close enough for him to smell her arousal; his body began to respond in turn.

She was unsurprised by the blush that colored his face and he took a few steps back. “Um… what are you…?”

He didn’t finish the question before Miyako had dropped her kimono. His golden eyes widened as his eyes locked with her chest. But as she moved closer to him his Youkai instincts kicked into high gear and he came to her.

Miyako did not have any second thoughts as he disrobed and shoved her to the ground. There would be no children from this union. Just like Youkai of different species could not produce children, a Nekohanyou and an Inuhanyou could not have a child. If he were a Nekohanyou as well, it would be another story. And without procreation they would not be real mates, just what humans would call in a few centuries: fuck buddies.

He mounted her like an animal and bit into the back of her neck, growling low in his throat as a warning that he could no longer stop himself even if she wanted. Miyako didn’t mind. As a hanyou, she had to get it when she could get it. The odds were that this Inuhanyou would be the only mature male hanyou she would ever meet. She literally could not afford to be picky.

Their joining was harsh and fast, with no love behind their movements but only an animalistic need for satisfaction. Even when joined together in a passion that neither thought they would ever experience, they both remained alert to their surroundings. It would be just like a hanyou’s luck for a Youkai or a group of humans to attack them now.

After a few exhilarating moments he came with a growl and her with a yowl. He recovered himself, resting against her back and panting hard. She sighed and slowly moved out from under him, giving him time to back off on his own. He did so, allowing her to leave. He sat on the forest floor, trembling with receding desire.

Miyako also sat beside him. Now that it was over, she could hardly believe what had just happened. She never believed that she would know a man; but now, thanks to this Inuhanyou, she could face her fate knowing that she was a woman now.

It occurred to her: she didn’t even know his name. In fact, she didn’t know anything about him besides the fact that he was an Inuhanyou. Well, she knew that he was incredibly powerful. His Youkai parent had to be a truly powerful Youkai. But she couldn’t even begin to guess who that was, because she knew nothing about the Inuyoukai tribe.

“My name…” She began, and he met her eyes. “My name is Miyako.”

“I’m…” The Inuhanyou cleared his throat nervously. “I’m Inuyasha.”

Miyako stood up and began to pull her kimono back on. Inuyasha jolted into action and also began to pull back on his clothes. When she was finished, she smiled at him. “Thank you, Inuyasha.” And, with that, she disappeared into the night.

Sometimes, when Inuyasha had time to himself, he wondered what had happened to the Nekohanyou Miyako who had given him his first impossible experience with sex.

The truth was that she died during the time when he was sealed to the Goshinboku. But she did not mind when her time came. She died with no regrets because she had known happiness in her life, however briefly.

LES: So, there you go… one of the two OC characters that will be in this story. Now on to the next chapter… which will probably be the hardest one of all…