InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Impoverished Heir ❯ Just the Facts (Ma'am) ( Chapter 17 )

Dedicated once more to InuSkye. Ai, you make me happy to the point of distraction. Aishiteru. You inspire this bard to stir the cauldron of creation and seek inspiration within the force of your being.

 

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“Impoverished Heir” chapter seventeen

Just the Facts (Ma'am)

 

“Hey, watch it!” Inuyasha yelped. He grit his teeth and brought his knees up to his chest as Sango executed a crazy turn.

“Don't tell me how to drive!” she swore, steering like a madwoman with one arm. Inuyasha whined until she brought her other hand up and gave him a bare semblance of safety. Sango felt her breakfast rise to her throat and she gagged, clamping her mouth shut.

“Oh fuck, please, Sango I take it back, just get us there in one piece,” Inuyasha begged. Sango gulped back the morning bile and barely kept it down, skidding the car sideways to a stop at the curb. Her parking job was that perfect.

“We're here! Can we hurry it up before I puke all over my new shoes?” she asked. Inuyasha shakily unfastened his seat belt and stepped out into the street. He jogged around and waited for Sango to collect her breath and her health, before joining him. She almost lost her breakfast at her own words and leaned down, holding her hand over her mouth. Inuyasha waited patiently.

“Are you okay?” he asked softly. Sango looked up at her tall friend and smiled through her bangs.

“I will be now. Let's just get your things and drop off the key,” she suggested. Inuyasha jangled his key ring annoyingly.

“Don't have to tell me twice,” he laughed. He walked slowly for a change and let Sango catch up. He didn't know where she got her flu from, but he was grateful she was taking time out just to help him today.

“Hey, kid! You looking for a date?” the camisole-clad neighbor called. Sango raised an eyebrow and Inuyasha scowled.

“Get your ass in your room before you regret it!” he called. The woman flicked him off and laughed, ambling on in anyway. Inuyasha winced at the loud slam. His ears longed to twitch.

Sango touched his arm and they made their way up the concrete steps. Inuyasha made his way around idling leering neighbors and worked his old key into his room door. It clicked but didn't budge the lock.

“What the hell?” Inuyasha mumbled. He fiddled with the knob then jolted the door back and forth.

“Don't break the door, Yash! That may be why you can't get it open,” Sango pointed at a piece of paper taped to the door.

“Eviction notice?? Fuck that shit!” Inuyasha tore the paper off, ripping a huge corner away, then stomped his way back to the stairs. Sango followed quickly, guarding his back or so how Inuyasha felt.

“Open up! I want to talk to you,” Inuyasha swore, pounding on the manager's office door. Sango stood at his side and crossed her arms under her round breasts. She tried not to grimace as she rubbed against the sore globes of flesh.

“That you, Takahashi? Get out, you're through here,” the manager called through the door. Inuyasha and Sango exchanged glances then he pounded even harder than before.

“Where's my stuff?? Open up!” he screamed. The door opened two inches, barred by a chain. Inuyasha glared down into the round man's face and crossed his arms across his lithe chest. His red t-shirt sleeves rode up on his arms.

“We removed your things as you were one day late on rent! And as no one has seen you come and go here in a week, we assumed you left them so take your business elsewhere,” the manager growled. Sango looked over her friend's shoulder and looked menacing.

“Where did you take his things? You should have a better answer than the trash bin,” she threatened. Inuyasha let a small smirk steal across his pouting lips. The manager began to sweat.

“Well that's where… it's a funny thing, actually,” he stuttered. Inuyasha balled up the eviction notice and threw it into the door.

“Screw that! You can keep it or whatever you did with it,” he swore. “Come on, Sango, let's get going.”

Inuyasha tore the apartment's key off his ring and threw it into the slit the door held open. It bounced off the manager's forehead.

Inuyasha strode back out to the sidewalk, Sango in tow. He stretched his arms over his head and gave a loud whuff of indignation.

“That was annoying!” he griped. Sango stretched her back out, her hand at the small.

“Tell me about it, that tea set I gave you was from my aunt!” she exclaimed. Inuyasha gave her a sheepish look.

“I'm really sorry about that.”

“It's okay, Inuyasha. I'm just glad you have a home now,” Sango said sweetly and the world shone with the true sincerity of her words. Inuyasha watched her and smiled a small grin.

“Well, Kagome broke it anyways….”

“What do you two DO?” Sango asked with mock exasperation. Inuyasha laughed, and walked back out to her small car.

“You don't want to know!” he leered. Sango opened the driver's side and unlocked the passenger's door. Inuyasha slid in and tucked his long legs in front of him. They bunched up in his friend's tiny car in a fashion that cramped his joints in the most annoying way.

“Well I'm glad we got to come out here anyways,” Sango observed. She set the key into the ignition but didn't start the car. Inuyasha tapped his hands against his tucked up knees and looked over at his huntress.

“Yeah, bye-bye, crap hole,” he laughed. Sango didn't.

“I really wanted to tell you this in person, so you wouldn't freak out,” she went on. Inuyasha went still. He felt cold dread worm into his middle and gnaw with its frozen teeth.

“What? What is it, Sango?” Inuyasha asked. He gave his old friend his undivided attention.

Sango bit her lip and lowered her head. Her unbound hair slid over her shoulders and shielded her face partially.

“I really hope you don't go off the handle when I tell you this,” she confessed. Inuyasha reached forward and tucked her hair back from her cheek.

“Just tell me and I'll be the judge of that,” the Takahashi son declared. Sango smiled bravely.

“I'm pregnant,” she said simply. Inuyasha felt his world collapse and expand.

Sango waited for her best friend to say something. As he gaped at her like she had two noses, she finally nudged him.

“Well say something! You're not going to hurt me,” she suggested. Inuyasha's eyes narrowed.

“I'll kill him!” he yelled. Sango touched her brow and sighed.

“I take that back, that did hurt,” she said mildly.

“He got you pregnant? Oh, he don't know what's coming toward him,” Inuyasha swore.

“Stop it, Yasha! He's not leaving me with it,” Sango said. Inuyasha huffed hard, and let his anger go.

“He's not?” he asked in disbelief. Sango nodded and smiled.

“He's changed, Yasha. You have to believe that. He cares about me and is staying by me,” she said and Inuyasha was very happy for her.

“He better,” Inuyasha said. “Or I'll kick his ass.”

“He knows better,” Sango said sweetly. Inuyasha wrapped her up in a small hug and squeezed her.

“He better stay that way or we'll both take him down,” he promised. Sango smiled and winked as she pulled back and started the car.

 

* * * *

 

Sesshomaru stood in front of his full-length mirror in his bedroom and held his middle. He wore only a pair of boxers that came scandalously high on his legs, outlining the mound between his thighs. His long black hair hung loose over his shoulders and back. The swaying locks were peppered with white and the businessman regarded his look with a critical eye. He could dye it if he so chose to, but Rin liked it and called him sophisticated. Besides, it would be like his colleagues to think he was starting a new look, and they would be going for the white dye to fit in. He was that looked up to.

Sesshomaru watched his flat tummy rise and fall in the mirror, and patted along his bare side. His organs had felt strange for the past few days, ever since he had gotten Rin back and his eyesight had sharpened to gold. Funny would have been too light a term for how he had been feeling. Sesshomaru could swear he felt his insides elongate and double their normal capacities, almost as if his body was shifting itself to a higher awareness. Sesshomaru opened his mouth and leered toothily at himself. He licked one red tongue down one sharp white tooth and shut his mouth, looking implacable once more. What was happening to him? He couldn't write it off as an illness or a strange one-time occurrence. Not when he was sure it had happened to his father as well…

`Sesshomaru. We need to talk, Son,' His father, Takahashi Inutaisho loomed over the tall man even in his memory and smiled kindly at him. The somewhat younger Sesshomaru sniffed and looked bored.

`What about, Father? I'll be late for classes,' he had put in. He had been so sure he would lecture him about yet another fight with his younger brother. Half-brother, Sesshomaru reminded himself. That made all the difference to his younger angry mind.

`Your father was wondering if you had any changes happening to you, anything out of the ordinary,' his father had gone on. Sesshomaru remembered a brief moment of hilarity as he thought of saying how he had noticed the other one had dropped already.

`What are you talking about?'

`If there's anything out of the ordinary, just talk to your father about it. I can help with whatever you're going through.'

Sesshomaru wished he were here now to ask what on earth was happening to him.

`Can't be just getting fit…' he murmured. Sesshomaru tucked in his already flat tummy, watching his stomach muscles form and concave. There was a groan from his large western bed and Rin rolled over and stared sleepily at her lover.

“What are you doing, Sessh?” she asked simply. Sesshomaru felt his heart elongate as well, stretching to be big enough to house the feelings his girlfriend invoked in him. Full. Warm. She made him feel full and warm at its base levels. Sesshomaru smiled tiredly, lines crinkling the corners of his golden eyes. Rin watched his literally warm stare and shivered at the knowledge in his gaze.

“Just looking at myself. What do you see in me anyway?” he tried to joke. Rin smiled and pulled back the covers. She wore one of his old t-shirts and it stopped at mid-thigh. It was rolled up in her position, showing off light blue panties. Sesshomaru smiled and knelt on the bed beside her, touching her belly protectively.

“I see a beautiful man who is kind and strong,” Rin declared honestly in her partially awake mind. “Why do you think I want you so?”

“And here I thought it was something else,” Sesshomaru rumbled. He stretched on his side and worked his thigh between Rin's. They turned to hold each other, entangled close. Rin sighed sweetly and buried her face against his bare hairless chest.

“It is! I love you too,” she whispered. Sesshomaru ran his hand through her unbound tangled hair and kissed her brow.

“This one loves you as well,” he rumbled. Rin lifted her chin and kissed him. They fell asleep tucked against each other.

 

* * * *

 

Miroku waved to Sango as he got into the subway train with Inuyasha and Kagome.

“Take care!” he called to his girlfriend. Sango ran up and cupped his face, leaning up for a kiss before he stepped on. She was so tall she didn't need to stand on her toes.

“You be good while you're there! And pay my respects to Kagome-chan's family,” Sango smiled. Kagome gave her a quick hug and Inuyasha huffed, holding his backpack and her bag over his shoulders.

“We will!” Miroku called. The trio of friends linked arms and stepped backward onto the train, as the doors dinged their final alarm. Sango stood waving, one arm wrapped around her slim middle. Miroku pressed his forehead against the glass door of the train, watching her form grow smaller and smaller as they whipped away from sight.

“I hope she'll be okay,” Miroku worried. Inuyasha elbowed him.

“It's not like she's the first woman to get pregnant, Miro. She'll be fine,” Inuyasha said. Miroku stared out the door.

“I hope she calls off like I told her to if she's not feeling well,” he swore. Kagome took a seat and smiled.

“You know she will. Why did you want to come along, Miroku? It's not like you haven't visited my family's shrine at least once,” she said. Miroku shrugged.

“I had the feeling to visit your family's God Tree as I haven't seen it in years. My father would have loved to see it once again, so I must go and extend prayers for him,” Miroku explained.

“It IS a special tree, isn't it?” Kagome wondered. “It's so old, and it's seen my great-grandparents and before them. I've always been near its shade growing up.”

“Why is a God Tree so important, anyway?” Inuyasha asked. He sat next to Kagome and leaned against her shoulder. Kagome rubbed his knee.

Miroku strung his beads one by one, then wrapped them around his right hand.

“It's a link to times past, and paths to the future. It is simplicity wrapped in life, and memories trapped in wood,” Miroku said with all seriousness. Kagome, having grown up with a priestess' training, nodded with appreciation toward him. Inuyasha only shrugged.

“If you say it like that, then,” he groused. Kagome laughed and leaned her head against his slim shoulder. Inuyasha stroked her hair softly.

“You can try and be serious about the spiritual part of our lives,” Miroku intoned. Inuyasha raised an eyebrow.

“Sango's pregnant and you're finally growing up. It's about time,” Inuyasha noticed. Kagome squeezed his hand.

“I've always been serious about matters of spirituality,” Miroku said dryly.

“Aw that's okay, monk boy, take it where you get it,” Inuyasha said lightly. Miroku crossed his arms and stared at his best friend evenly.

The train took them across Tokyo and Kagome led the two men out of the station, and around the familiar streets leading to her neighborhood district. The three ascended the flight of shrine steps with amiable ease, passing visitors coming and going for prayer or a charm's purchase. Inuyasha drew quite a few stares from the younger crowd and he flipped his ponytail over one shoulder. The children watched, their jaws dropping. Kagome squeezed her boyfriend's hand warmly and smiled up at him. Inuyasha dropped his reserved façade and smiled back. Miroku stretched his arms above his head and laughed when they stepped up onto the shrine courtyard.

“I haven't forgotten that sight,” he promised as the three ventured out onto the tiled courtyard. The leaves of the Goshinboku littered the ground from the steps up; the reach of the ancient tree was that enormous.

“Come on, let's go see Mama,” Kagome urged.

“Kagome!” a voice called out. Kagome turned and smiled as her grandfather jogged up, his priest's hakama flapping with his movements.

“Jii-chan!” Kagome waved.

“He's energetic,” Inuyasha mumbled to Miroku. Miroku grinned.

“Try dropping sacred water. Then he really gets going,” he promised.

“You've come to visit, child. Who are your friends? The old man asked. He leaned on his bamboo broom and peered curiously around his tall granddaughter.

Inuyasha stood straight as a tree and awaited familial scrutiny. He wasn't disappointed.

“This is my friend, Hoshi Miroku,” Kagome began. Miroku smiled and bowed at the waist.

“I visited your shrine years ago at the behest of the Hoshi Temple. It's an honor to visit once more,” he said formally. Jii-chan's face split into an impressive array of wrinkles.

“That it is, young man, that it is. Whose the other young man?” Jii-chan asked his granddaughter suspiciously.

Kagome hid her smile behind her hand and composed herself. “My boyfriend, Takahashi Inuyasha.”

“Boyfriend??” Jii-chan exclaimed. Miroku snickered under his breath.

“A person gets what they deserve,” he whispered to Inuyasha. Inuyasha made a mental note to get him back later.

“Y-yes, it's a pleasure to meet you,” Inuyasha bowed. Jii-chan harrumphed and leaned his broom against his shoulder.

“Takahashi, huh? You better treat my Kagome right,” he groused. Kagome sweat-dropped.

“I sure will, sir,” Inuyasha ground his teeth together.

“Go inside and greet your mother!” Jii-chan said irritably to Kagome. She smiled serenely and led Inuyasha towards the kitchen. Miroku bowed once more to Jii-chan.

“If you don't mind, I'd like to extend prayers to the shrine and the Goshinboku,” he said. Jii-chan nodded politely.

“It's good to see the young involved in shrine work you know. My Kagome had all the ability of a miko, but went to live downtown to pursue a career elsewhere,” he lamented. Miroku smiled and walked to the large tree surrounded by paper blessings. He knelt down and lifted his hands in benediction.

 

* * * *

 

“Come on, you had to admit that was funny,” Kagome giggled. Inuyasha kicked his shoes off in the entryway of their apartment and strode in, his movements quick with anger.

“I don't think asking if I was older than you to be very funny!” Inuyasha complained. He pulled his ponytail holder from his hair, loosening the whitened black strands with the harsh movement. Kagome closed the door and stepped out of her slim shoes. She followed her lover into their home and put her arms around his waist from behind.

“Your hair IS going white early. Mama just thought maybe I was dating an older sophisticated man,” she offered kindly. Inuyasha snuffed but laid his hands over hers.

“I don't know why this is happening, but she didn't have to say that,” he said softly.

“I don't know why either,” Kagome said. But she thought in addition that maybe Sesshomaru did.

“So what do you want to do tonight now that we're home?” Inuyasha asked. Kagome squeezed his waist with her hands impishly.

“See about dinner…. Old man!” she teased. She let go of her lover and danced off.

“OI!” Inuyasha yelled. He ran after her, and hauled her up into his arms. Kagome shrieked and struck him lightly. He collapsed onto the bed with her.

“We really do have to eat, Inuyasha,” she mused, stroking his cheek with her palm. Inuyasha turned his face and kissed her hand.

“I had to put up with your grandfather. You put up with this,” he teased. Kagome kissed him sweetly but pushed up against his shoulders.

“Dinner first, loving afterward,” she said sternly. Inuyasha sighed.

“Fine, I'll get off of you,” he groused. Kagome kissed his shoulder.

They went around a light nightly routine. Kagome cooked while Inuyasha clumsily helped her. They ate together on the floor of their living room, forgoing the use of the table to be comfortably close. Kagome made Inuyasha clean the dishes while she took a shower. Inuyasha, sitting on their bed dressed down in his boxers, felt a deep content fill him as he listened to the sighs of his lover in the bath. She sweetened his feelings yet aroused him all at once. He shifted his thighs, trying to elevate the beginnings of an erection. When Kagome sighed that way, he could hear her under him in bed, rather than soaping herself alone. He had been inside her half a dozen times already, but he still felt the deep connection as if each time were merely the first. His partially stiff member ached to be clamped inside her moist cave.

When Kagome came back to the bedroom, combing her long damp hair, she was greeted with a hungry stare from her lover.

“You look like you're going to eat me alive,” she commented, smiling. Inuyasha merely looked at her. His golden eyes gleamed with the strength of a hundred ritual fires.

“Come here, Kagome,” he rumbled. Kagome felt her thighs moisten at the primal command in his voice. She stepped closer. Inuyasha trailed one finger up and down her bare arm. Kagome felt the spark of their attraction flare from that simple touch of fingertip against smooth skin. She shivered.

“What is it, Inuyasha?” she asked. Inuyasha's eyes roamed up and down her half-covered form. He smiled with satisfaction as her nipples peaked noticeably behind her sheer nightgown. “You're making me blush.”

Inuyasha's warm golden eyes traveled back up and he smiled tenderly. There was something decidedly animalistic about his look even as his heart shone in his eyes.

“I think that was the point,” he murmured softly. His hands settled over her waist and pushed her nightgown up. Kagome blushed in the light of their bedroom as her hips and the bush between her thighs was exposed.

“Inuyasha?” she asked softly.

“Shut up,” he rumbled, his hands settling over the round globes of her buttocks, eyeing her naked core with open appreciation. Kagome flushed and settled her hands against Inuyasha's bare shoulders as he nuzzled her stomach and bent lower. His hand darted between her thighs to part her stance and he lapped her moist beginnings of arousal slowly. Kagome gasped, and held her nightgown up to her breasts. Her lover was surprising her, but she liked it.

“Delicious,” he purred, and he bent down again, making Kagome gasp. When Inuyasha flicked his gaze back up to her, she could have sworn she saw a trace of red in his staring orbs. Then he focused his attention between her thighs and she lost her concentration.

Every warm growl from his throat as he lapped inside her damp folds, suckled her aching clit told her he was enjoying this as much. A glance to his lap showed the obvious indication to his pleasure. His erection jutted up against the lap of his boxers, straining against the fabric. Kagome was idly wondering if he would enjoy her being on her knees for him next, when his hands held the back of her knees and lifted up.

“Inuyasha!” Kagome shrieked with surprise. Inuyasha stood tall, his girlfriend cradled in his hands. He chuckled against her clit and gave it an especially hard nip. Kagome squealed and clutched the hard muscles of his shoulders. Her fingers scraped through his silvering hair.

“Hmm?” he rumbled inside her, then pushed her balance down onto the bed. Kagome spread her thighs for his mouth again, but Inuyasha was through with teasing. He straddled Kagome's hips with his thighs, pressing his arousal down on top of her. His hands scraped up her middle and breasts, taking her nightgown up over her head. Kagome tugged on his waist, trying to widen her thighs, but Inuyasha pinned her down.

“Please, I need you,” she whispered breathlessly. Inuyasha regarded her with his gleaming golden eyes seriously and cupped her breasts suddenly. Kagome writhed as he thumbed her nipples to stiffness roughly.

“You will always need me,” he rumbled. “You won't need anyone else.”

“Please,” Kagome wept as he shed his boxers and rubbed his wet tip against her spread core. She moistened nicely against his stiffness. Inuyasha leered down at his girlfriend and hitched her thighs in his hands. He spread her far apart and arched low. He closed his eyes and grunted as he sunk deep into her ready cave, clamped tightly by her inner muscles. Kagome squealed and tried to wrap her legs around his waist but he held her thighs apart.

“Don't,” he growled fully, his eyes gleaming red. Kagome gaped up at him wordlessly, but let her self be pushed back into the mattress. Her boyfriend panted wordlessly. “Mine,” he growled as he stretched her languidly with powerful thrusts. His hips struck her inner thighs on each stroke in. He was growling so loudly and so harshly that Kagome reached up with a trembling hand to touch his chest. His heart was pounding so hard it was like to thrust its way out of him. Kagome tried to get his attention with small soothing whispers as he fucked her senseless.

“Inuyasha…. Ahhh, Inuyasha… calm down…” she whispered. Inuyasha stared with ruby red eyes down at her and growled deeply. Kagome could feel the vibrations of the base exclamation through fingertips brushed against his bare chest. She keened and cried out when he slung one of her knees over his shoulder, leaving the other leg to lay spread on the mattress. He widened his stance and hunched his back, his fingers clawing the sheets. Kagome reacted powerfully to his display of power, and her nails running over his back left scratches and cuts. Inuyasha threw his head back, his black and white hair whipping over his shoulders.

“AH!” he howled. His nails sharpened and lengthened. He fisted their sheets and tore gashes in the linen in the throes of his pleasure. Kagome clutched his back as he thrust his hips harder and all but dove into her. Inuyasha in his reddened haze, could see only his woman spread beneath him, accepting him and letting him dominate her. Her head was tilted back, her dark hair spread across the mattress. Her ivory white throat was upturned, soft succulent flesh with his lover's veins pulsating her life force…

Inuyasha gaped, his mouth hanging open, then his teeth sharpened. Four long fangs hung ready to pierce his intended.

Kagome hugged his sides and turned her chin up, not seeing what he was changing into. Only when Inuyasha bent low in his thrusts, and sank his teeth into the side of her throat did her eyes snap open. A strangled gasp escaped her throat as Inuyasha hummed in his intimate kiss, suckling slightly. When he knelt back up, his hair cascading over his back and onto her, Kagome's eyes saw further past the fuzzy edges of the aura surrounding her lover. In the blatant closeness of clamping him close inside her, she saw his hair as shiny as fresh fallen snow, cascading down onto her. Inuyasha's normally round ears had gravitated to twitching ears on top of his white head, resembling a dog's. His cheeks were gashed with stripes, absurdly purple she noticed, but crackling with his inner power. His teeth leered white and sharp down at her.

Kagome didn't have time to think when he slammed into her in just the right way and she found a scream being pulled out of her dripping pierced throat. Inuyasha howled and slammed into her repeatedly. Kagome felt him explode, coating her insides with his juices. His seed leaked around their joining. Inuyasha panted and leaned down, still deep inside. Kagome's arms lay over her head as she gasped for breath beneath him.

“Hmmm…” Inuyasha rumbled, leaning his head to her breast. His marked lover was heaving and her heart was beating just for him.

“Wow…” Kagome whispered. She reached a trembling hand to stroke through Inuyasha's peppered hair. It seemed shinier than usual, streaked with silver and white…

Inuyasha groaned against her and suckled her nipple lethargically. Kagome ran her hands through his hair. She couldn't find the dog's ears she had Seen, but she felt his rounded ones and his shudder when she stroked them.

“Ohhh stop,” Inuyasha moaned. He nipped the edge of her breast hard. Kagome crooned and smiled widely.

“Now I know why they named you Inuyasha,” she laughed. Inuyasha snored on top of her. Kagome pushed him to the side, his cock separating from her. She curled around his sweaty form as he passed out. He had certainly spent a lot of energy.

 

* * * *

 

The next morning, Inuyasha woke to find his lover gone from him. He stretched languidly, his bare form half covered with tangled sheets. When he went in search of Kagome, he found her in the kitchen cooking breakfast.

“Hmm miso soup. Marry me already,” Inuyasha smiled. Kagome turned and smiled as he slid an arm around her waist and kissed her cheek.

“Good morning,” she flushed. Inuyasha didn't believe in restrictions on their intimacy and he had strolled out naked as the day he was born.

“How are you? When I woke, you were gone,” Inuyasha pouted. He tucked Kagome's loose hair from her neck and kissed lower. Kagome stiffened as he grazed the bite mark on her throat.

“Whoa…” Inuyasha flushed and gazed at it expectantly. He looked up seriously into Kagome's eyes. Her heart twanged at the sincerity in his gaze.

“Did I… did I hurt you?” he asked contritely. Kagome shook her head.

“No, Yash, you didn't. It wasn't anything I wouldn't want from you,” she said lightly. Inuyasha danced around her, sure that she was covering up her true thoughts on their extra bed activities the night before.

“Are you sure? I mean, I fucking bit you! Did you bleed? Is it permanent?”

Kagome swatted his hands as they tucked her hair away from her neck again.

“You could never hurt me, koibito. Don't worry,” Kagome winked. Inuyasha sucked in his lower lip and smiled uneasily.

“I'm really sorry if you felt any pain,” he insisted. Kagome trailed a hand under his jaw and smiled sweetly.

“Inuyasha, I love you, nothing you could do would hurt me,” she smiled.

“Oh, good,” Inuyasha grinned weakly. Kagome traced her thumb over his canine tooth.

“Although I think THOSE are permanent!” she exclaimed. Inuyasha ran his tongue then a finger over the tooth and grimaced.

“Holy shit!” he yelped. Kagome laughed.

“I think it looks sexy, don't worry about it.”

“WHAT is happening to me??”

“Nothing we can't handle.”

“You know you're mine, Kagome,” Inuyasha growled.

Kagome leaned up in his arms and kissed him sweetly.

 

* * * *

 

“Kagura,” Naraku murmured deeply. Kaze Kagura buttoned her blouse and smoothed her skirt out, climbing off his desk.

“What is it, Naraku-san?” she asked contritely. Onigumo Naraku swept his dark locks over his shoulder. They fell in inky waves to his waist.

“My passwords to my personal accounts have been entered at times I haven't been at my desk. Care to tell me what you know about that?” he asked softly. Kagura didn't sweat. She merely fixed her mussed appearance and kept her poker face on.

“I don't see why I would know something like that. Who do you think it is?” Kagura asked conversationally. She made a mental note to cover up her tracks better.

“You; or possibly Rin. She's been acting strange… would you know anything about THAT?” Naraku demurred. Kagura pinned her hair up on top of her head.

“Why would I? If you'll excuse me, Naraku, I have papers of yours to file,” she said coyly. She made sure to put an extra swing in her hips as she swayed out. Once she was at her desk outside, she sat down with a string of mental curses. She could get away from scrutiny only a bit farther with her natural wiles, but that could end very soon.

`I think we're running out of time,' she wisely thought.

 

End for now

 

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