InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Impoverished Heir ❯ Paint it Black ( Chapter 23 )

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

Here we are again! My gratitude for a chapter well received. That was the big shit! Hope you're ready for more. This one has begun work at a correctional facility (where the guys go to wear striped pajamas) so my time has not become my own. In training and will attend correctional officer academy in january. I haven't forgotten this story! But aside from working nonstop, tryin to spend the rest of my time with my fiancee, and sleeping, writing unfortunately gets pushed back! But I will not abandon this tale. I already have the ending planned.
I heart my fiancee Skye, my inu koibito and owner of my heart. She let me tame her wild heart and show her love and she can keep me all of our days together. And right now she's watching me write this and kissing me lol. Distracted much! But happily so....

Disclaimer: Penpaninu does not claim to own Inuyasha but does claim to own her own inu spouse.

"Impoverished Heir" chapter twenty-three
"Paint it Black"

Inuyasha sat across from Sesshomaru. He was dressed in his best clothing, a fine red silk shirt and slacks Kagome had bought with him in mind, but the younger man had a feeling he would always come up short against his older brother. Sesshomaru's suit was gray, brand new off the top line of male fashion, and freshly pressed in all the right ways. The sleeve of the left arm was pinned elegantly with a silver brooch. The rest of him took attention away from his missing limb, for not many could hope to have long hair that was sheer white, pointed ears, nor eyes as golden. Inuyasha thought, with a sinking feeling, that his brother looked rather exotic and would gain praise anywhere for his looks. His looks didn't even end above the table but continued to every inch of his magnificent form. When Inuyasha had pulled his chair out to sit, he made out a brief glimpse of Sesshomaru's shoes: fine leather that looked as if they were worn only to board meetings. Inuyasha had tucked his feet together at the ankles seeing that, knowing that his shoes were old and scuffed. He and Kagome just hadn't gotten to shopping for some new ones as he liked to wear out his shoes, but Inuyasha was still self-conscious about his whole appearance in the presence of his aniki. Just to squint your eyes at him would give the illusion he was shining, he was that perfect. The bastard.
Sesshomaru cleared his throat and watched Inuyasha stir his coffee.
"Are you going to drink that?" he asked melliflously. Inuyasha scowled and reached for several packs of nutrasweet. About twenty packets were torn open and emptied into his cup.
"Now I am," was his retort. Sesshomaru sighed and closed his fingers into a loose ball over his ledger.
"Onigumo Naraku won't stop until he's taken the best from us," Sesshomaru began smoothly. Inuyasha played with his coffee and slurped it noisily.
"That's apparent," he answered.
Sesshomaru sighed.
"Would you pay attention to what I'm saying? You act like you don't want to be here, ototo," Sesshomaru said.
Inuyasha's eyes flashed with anger.
"You have no right to call me that, Sesshomaru," he ground out. Sesshomaru waited patiently.
"If this is about the money I had Myoga-san give you, I didn't see it given back," he offered.
Inuyasha shook his head.
"Me an' Kagome could use a few things, that's all," he said. Sesshomaru felt pleased. He knew his brother's odd code and the fact that he kept the money was a sign he was willing to listen to him. There was a chance.
"Which brings me to one of the topics today. You've offered to help us and you won't go for want," Sesshomaru said. He pulled a checkbook out of his ledger and placed it on the table between them. Inuyasha turned his nose down at it.
"I don't want anything from you so you can call in favors anytime you want," Inuyasha growled. Sesshomaru flipped open the cover with one long claw and waited for Inuyasha to read. His younger brother lifted his head. Confusion warred with anger in his gaze.
"What is this??" he asked.
"A salary fitting my brother's status," Sesshomaru returned. Inuyasha slowly shook his head.
"No no no no NO!"
"Did you think this was going to be a quick mission then? Sneak sneak slice, we win, that's the end of it?" Sesshomaru asked. Inuyasha fumed and tapped his long nails on the table. "I guess you did, then."
"So what! Even if it takes a day or a year, I'm not taking anything from you!" Inuyasha yelled. Several patrons turned to stare at the pair in consternation. Sesshomaru tapped one finger against his brow, feeling a headache coming on.
"No matter how long this takes, I won't have you working for free. We have a higher standard than that. Or did you think you'd work at your office, then this in your spare time? I'm sure I can match your hourly rate for Onikage's," Sesshomaru said.
Inuyasha sighed, then collected the check book.
"We'll work with this, then," he decided. Sesshomaru smiled.
"Good. Now, we'll need to pass you off as a new businessman. You'll be my adjunct in all things at the Enterprises to ensure you don't bungle what I've remade," Sesshomaru stated. Inuyasha fumed then frowned.
"Wait, what about Myoga-san? Isn't he your growth sore at the business?"
Sesshomaru smirked. "He is my second. You are my trainee. There is a big difference."
"I ain't fetchin your damn paper or slippers, Sesshmo," Inuyasha complained.
"You won't have to. I have several young partners who fall all over each other to gain favor with me," Sesshomaru sipped his tea and idly flipped through his ledger. "Naraku stated knowledge to my possession of Tenseiga and Tokujin."
"Pop's old swords?" Inuyasha asked. "Hey, I haven't seen THEM in years."
"If only this one knew what happened to Tetsusaiga... it was as formidable as Sounga, as the legends say, but our illustrious ancestors sealed that one long ago," Sesshomaru said. He sighed.
Inuyasha's round ears wiggled. "Why do you ask?"
"We could use Tetsusaiga's strength. Pop said it had the power to slay a hundred with one stroke."
Inuyasha smirked. "I have it, Sessho." He felt pleased to count surprise on his aniki's face for the fifth time in his life.
"What! I didn't see you take it that night..." Sesshomaru began. Inuyasha held a hand up.
"And I didn't take it. Myoga-san brought it to me, saying Pop wanted me to have it. You can have the other two."
"That's not for you to decide," Sesshomaru fairly snapped. He tapped his fingers languidly on his ledger. "Well, I suppose Pop knew what he was doing. I was the one to discover Tenseiga's strength as it is."
"You did?" Inuyasha asked. It was like hearing the Pope declare faith in the devil. "What happened with it?"
Sesshomaru remembered the bullets in Rin's body and the anguished expression her dear face held in the moment of her death.
"I'd rather not say," he said lamely. "Well, if you're the one to wield Father's other katana, handle it with care."
"Ah, it aint' nothing but a chunk of rusty metal!"
Sesshomaru raised an eyebrow. "You've unsheathed it?" His question made Inuyasha feel like a foolish child.
"Why not? Got to learn how to use the strength somehow," he shrugged. Sesshomaru shook his head.
"You are Father's son as well, but sometimes you are just so stupid," he swore.
"Hey, there's no need to!..."
"I mean, if you're going to unlock the sword's sacred breath, take care to use it at the appropriate time! I don't think Kagome-san would enjoy you blowing a hole in your apartment wall with your carelessness."
Inuyasha pursed his lips together. "Okay, okay, I'll be careful."
"If you want to practice balance and strength, use a practice BLADE," Sesshomaru went on. Inuyasha scowled at him.
"And you wonder why I think you're a pompous ass," he ground out. Sesshomaru barked a laugh.
"Come on, we have alot to do to clean you up for Takahashi Enterprises," he said. Inuyasha sputtered as Sesshomaru stood and collected him easily with his one hand.
"Wait a minute, where are we going!" he yelped. Sesshomaru smirked as he pulled his brother to the front, paid for their drinks, and made their way to the busy sidewalk outside to hail a cab.
"To The Armani’s to get you attired. You don't want to go work for me dressed in rags, do you?"
"Hang on, Sessho, Kagome's expecting me in twenty minutes!"
"Great, call her, and give her directions, she can come along too."
"You are IMPOSSIBLE!!"
Sesshomaru opened a stopped cab's door and bundled his little brother inside. If Inuyasha didn't know any better, he would have said he was smiling the whole time.

*****

Miroku stood in the doorway of the second bedroom in the home he shared with Sango and stared at the furnishings within. One slack hand held the neck of a beer bottle against his leg as he stared with red-rimmed eyes into the room. A cradle stood at attention for the child that would never recline in it. Miroku swallowed as he stared at the offending piece of furniture that seemed to mock his manhood. Sango had picked out the green blankets with care. They had picked colors of ambiguity as Sango had suggested to keep the baby's sex a secret until it was born. Miroku had agreed but now he wished he had known what they would have had. A little boy or a little girl...
Sango murmured in the other room and Miroku made out the sounds of her rolling over. She had started talking in her sleep since she had come home from the hospital, so hearing her now wasn't anything new. Miroku turned to go to her, then left her as she was. She would be okay for a moment. He needed his own time... he had to grieve too.
Miroku felt a heaving in his chest and he closed his eyes tightly. His little baby...
"Miroku? Miroku!" Sango called out. Miroku looked wildly around the half-decorated nursery and gulped. He took a huge swig of his beer and stumbled out into the hallway. Sometimes he couldn't even get his own time to collect his feelings over what had happened. But he loved Sango and he had to answer.
"What? What is it, Sango?" he asked. He set his beer in the kitchen, and made it to their shared bedroom. Sango was laying under all the blankets, staring at the ceiling. Her eyes were wet with tears.
"Do you need your medicine?" Miroku ventured. Three clear bottles enscribed with long nauseating titles stood at attention near Sango's side of the bed. She sniffled and dragged her hand across her eyes.
"No, Miroku. I just..." more tears filled her dark eyes.
Miroku sighed.
"I told you a hundred times before, Sango; it wasn't your fault," he said carefully. Sango sniffled and held her wrist over her eyes. Miroku's shoulders heaved when the sniffling continued. "Sango, you can't keep blaming yourself. You've done nothing wrong to..." Miroku bit his lip suddenly. He had almost said 'the baby' and such words invoked sobs from his girlfriend each time. The priest's son took a deep breath.
"What if I did? Kami, Miroku, do you know how scared I was when I found out I was pregnant? That you wouldn't stay with me??" Sango demanded. There was a sharp edge of hysteria to her tone. "I must have caused this! I know I did, I know..."
"You haven't done anything!" Miroku interrupted. Sango peered at him wearily through damp eyes around her hands. Miroku felt his chest tighten under her scrutiny. Better make his words count. "Look, Sango... sometimes things happen that are bad, and to good people. The kami aren't punishing those people, but those things can happen for a good reason. Sometimes for no reason at all. But they happen."
Sango's sobbing faded with time as Miroku sat on the edge of the bed. His world was a strict bubble of stress as he waited for Sango to respond to his trying speech.
"Can you pass me some pills?" she finally asked. Miroku nodded and handed her two from the tallest bottle. Sango sat up and gulped them with a half-full glass of water that stood sentinel beside the medication. Miroku found himself limp with relief when she lay back down and closed her eyes. Within moments, she had fallen sound asleep.
Miroku patted her side under all of the blankets. He rubbed a fist against a weary eye and sighed. He would have to call Inuyasha and ask him if he had felt that dark energy wave. For now, he was tired. Miroku stood and stretched and lurched back out to the kitchen. He needed another drink to keep the dark thoughts at bay. Even if it was only temporarily.



*****

Inuyasha stood stock still and looked over his shoulder into the full-length mirror. His arms were held out in front of him like zombie searching for brains, his feet spread shoulder-length. Seamstresses tugged on the expensive jacket he was wearing, bunching his shoulders together.
"Hey, watch it!" he hissed under his breath. Sesshomaru smirked as Kagome sighed happily.
"You look so good in that!" she whispered. Inuyasha shot her a look then relaxed, noticing her happy smile.
"It pinches me," he stated. Sesshomaru coughed and stepped forward. The seamstresses gaped under his authority as the elder Takahashi tugged on the sleeves. Inuyasha's spine straightened.
"Not so tight there. His shoulders will broaden such as this one's have," he instructed. The seamstresses happily scrambled to comply. Inuyasha heaved a sigh of relief as his shoulders were released from their prison.
"That's better!" he admitted. Kagome tugged at the fine fabric of his sleeve.
"Looks good," she repeated.
"I guess so..."
"We'll get it made in a few days for you," Sesshomaru said. He brushed imaginary lint off his shoulder with his remaining hand. "You'll start monday morning with us."
Inuyasha caught Sesshomaru's eye in the mirror and scowled. "I still feel like you're pushing me into this."
Sesshomaru didn't flinch as he returned his hard gaze. "You know what is out there and what has hurt all of Tokyo, and you still tell me this?"
Inuyasha slouched in guilt. In his mind, he could see Sango crying still. "No, I'll be okay."
"Good," Sesshomaru stood back and held out his hand. A seamstress pressed a cup of tea into his palm. Finely filed clawtips cradled the round cup gently. Kagome smiled as another bowed and handed her a second cup. She delicately took a sip from the steaming liquid. "May I suggest we all head to dinner to discuss your first day and what else is in store?"
"That would be great, Sesshomaru-san," Kagome smiled. Sesshomaru's cool eyes settled on hers and relaxed slightly. She just had the kind of demeanor that made you loosen up. "Where do you suggest?"
"Oi, Sessho, you mind if I take care of some things first? I WAS gonna stop by both of my jobs and give them the verbal boot," Inuyasha spoke up. He shrugged out of the suit jacket and two small seamstresses rushed forward to catch it before it hit the freshly carpeted rug.
Kagome took his arm as he flexed. "That should be fine, my love; where shall we meet your brother?"
Sesshomaru named a fine expensive place downtown and Inuyasha watched Kagome's eyes positively glow with admiration. He coughed into his fist as Sesshomaru finished up.
"...And Rin will want to join us, I'm sure. So we can meet you both there," Sesshomaru smiled ever so slightly. Inuyasha tried not to roll his eyes.
"That'll be okay. See you there, Sesshomaru," Inuyasha made out. Sesshomaru's lips curled upward as he stiffly turned away without bowing. That would have to be remedied once he came to Takahashi Enterprises.
"We'll see you tonight, Sesshomaru-san!" Kagome was more gracious, if anything else.
Inuyasha made a half-assed wave as they exited the high-scale fashion store and made their way into the busy streets of Tokyo. The dark-haired population were dark blots in the Takahashi's vision as his lover pressed against his side. He still received odd looks for his salt-and-peppered long hair, and if it weren't for his dark eyes (centered with gold, but you couldn't be perfect), he could be mistaken for the odd American or European living and working in the expensive capitol. A dark-haired mother bumped closely, stammered and made a half-bow as she pulled her baby aside. Her eyes swept up and met Inuyasha's, and he could see the cool respect for a stranger leave her eyes as she assessed him to be a European in her scrutiny. Inuyasha sighed as Kagome walked at his side. 'And here I've never left Japan.'
Kagome traveled with her young lover to the subway station and they rode the rails to get closer to their destinations. Inuyasha's eyes darkened as he looked out the window, the train zipping quickly through its twists and bends. The city seemed normal enough, but he knew the damage Naraku's darkness had caused. An overturned lightpost lay discarded from its original state, smashed against the asphalt. The glass from the bulb had been swept away but the statement was still apparent. Inuyasha took his eyes off the twisted metal and watched the people move around it as if it hadn't fallen. The people would move on with the deaths or injuries of their loved ones and Tokyo would continue as it always had. But he knew what was out there ready to cause more malignant mischief. Inuyasha wasn't so sure WHAT it was he had to do, but it involved his father's old swords.
"How will your job handle the news?" Kagome was asking him and Inuyasha snapped back to reality.
"I don't care how they take it, but I'll finally be getting bank for putting up with a load of shit," Inuyasha idly complained. Kagome swatted his arm.
"So vulgar!" she commented. Inuyasha smirked at her. Once the two arrived at the reversed golden arches, he waltzed in and chewed out his old rotund manager. Megumi cheered as he sauntered out and collected Kagome up with one arm.
"That went pretty well," Kagome wound up laughing. Inuyasha barked.
"That went pretty fun," he corrected. "Man, that's a load off my fucking chest!"
"I'm glad," Kagome smiled. She laid her head against his shoulder as they traveled on. Inuyasha felt his gut tighten with trepidation as they approached the lobby of Onikage Offices.
"Takahashi! Hey! Where you been?" Several trim young men came out of their cubicles to tease their colleague. Inuyasha tightened his hand over Kagome's hip.
"Hey, he's been busy!"
"Cute girlfriend!"
"You two serious, or what?"
Kagome smiled and blushed as the men whistled with appreciation over her. Inuyasha mock-growled, making his colleagues back off.
"Don't want to get too close, you'll give my girl nightmares of your ugly mugs!" he said. The men laughed.
"Man, Kikyo-san would be glad to see you!"
"You're her favorite, or something, man."
Inuyasha looked up solemnly and remembered how she had reacted to seeing Tetsusaiga in his hand. There had been power there, he had felt it. Unlock the sacred breath, huh...
"Well, she's the one I got to see. Hey, is Miroku here tonight?" Inuyasha asked. Kagome smiled and laughed at one of his collegue's jokes, but he liked how she held onto his arm. The wiry piece of flesh that coiled with more strength the more white his hair became... his brother didn't possess both of his arms anymore, but he was still so strong...
"No, man! Hoshi called in tonight. Something about more sick leave."
Sick leave? Inuyasha looked down at Kagome and she pursed her lips together slightly. That would have to be looked into soon. Sango needed Miroku whole and not scattered to dark demands. If the look she gave him said anything, Kagome had come to that conclusion herself.
"Yeah well... where's Onikage-san?" Inuyasha asked. The men fidgeted.
"She could be with another client."
"Yeah, that's it..."
"Gentlemen."
The young men clipped back as one unit. A tall willowy dark-haired woman sauntered on through the break of men, pausing to touch a shoulder or two. Inuyasha got the feeling that he would have been part of that crowd if he had succumbed to her seductive spell.
"Onikage-san," Inuyasha said flatly. He patted Kagome's hand as it tucked tighter into his arm.
"How are you, Takahashi-san?" Kikyo was cordial if anything. Inuyasha felt Kagome's warmth seep into his side.
"Just fine. Hey, can I talk to you for a moment?" Inuyasha went on. Kikyo's eyes tightened with concern at his words. To the average listener, he would have been requesting a minute to tell her something. But when she honed her other senses, it was a plea of utmost importance.
"Of course, Takahashi-san. Right this way," Kikyo gestured back to her office. Inuyasha sighed, feeling a headache coming on.
"Right. Hey, Sugimura, can you keep Kagome company for a minute?" Inuyasha specfically chose a student who wouldn't mack on his woman when he wasn't there, and Sugimura was good people.
"Sure I can! You can sit at my desk, Kagome-san," Sugimura suggested. Kagome squeezed Inuyasha's hand and let go, smiling to join his colleague. Ex-colleague, Inuyasha had to remember. He had to finish up with all his old business.
"I'll be right back," Inuyasha told her. Kagome winked at him and he felt all the familar warmth her looks gave course through his veins happily. Her love was a good addiction; it made his body stronger and his heart full. Once Kagome turned slightly and she was no longer holding his gaze, Inuyasha allowed himself to blink and to follow Onikage Kikyo to her office.
"Now," Kikyo said as she closed the double doors behind her. "What is this all about, Takahashi-san?"
Inuyasha milled around slightly, trying not to feel trapped. She didn't HAVE to let him walk in ahead of her like that so she could close the doors.
"I've come to turn in my resignation, Onikage-san. I found a new job is what this is about," Inuyasha began without preamble. Kikyo tilted her head to the side and sighed. Her dark hair, loosely bound, cascaded in straight lines down her back. She sighed. Inuyasha found himself tensing and he did not know why. She had flinched visibly from him when he had held up Pop's katana...
"That is sad news for me, Takahashi-san. I wished you had given more notice..." Kikyo moved past him and Inuyasha almost couldn't breathe for a moment. "But," and here Inuyasha could feel his world constrict and push from its boundary of one inch. "But, I wish you luck on your venture. I of all people know how you need to branch out of your current niche."
Inuyasha almost sagged with relief. For an instant, he had expected Onikage Kikyo to throw fire as she screeched vile curses and damned his name. But she merely smiled.
"Thanks, Onikage-san," Inuyasha said sincerely. Kikyo turned, the desk between them, and leaned forward.
"However, young Takahashi," she said sharply, her balance held by two slender white hands pressed against the slab of wood and metal. Strands of her dark hair fell delicately over her shoulders, reaching like tiny claws... Inuyasha felt his breath gush out of him again. What WAS this woman? "Know that if you find yourself in a situation without friends or work... you can count on me."
Inuyasha felt like he had been punched in the stomach. There had been something there, something so close he could almost see and feel it. Kikyo's black eyes regarded him as if seeing something else there and he felt himself wanting to shrink before her scrutiny. But Inuyasha could hear his father laughing in his memory, old mirthful guffaws of joy that let him know his world was safe. Inuyasha felt himself stand taller as he nodded in response to his old employer.
"I will remember, Onikage-san," he vowed and Kikyo smiled brightly. Inuyasha felt all of his apprehension vanish at that bare grin of happiness. He could not explain the sudden thrill of satisfaction seeing her pure smile gave him, but it was there nonetheless. Inuyasha knew he hadn't harbored any feelings of attraction or 'amor' for his old boss, so that would have to be searched sometime. Later, he promised himself.
"Thank you, Takahashi-san. Now go on then. Your girlfriend must be wondering where you are," Kikyo urged. Inuyasha bowed and opened one of the double doors. Kikyo watched him go until the tips of his salt-and-pepper hair disappeared behind his strong form, and sighed. She sat down, cradling her chin against both clasped hands. Why did she feel she had to help the youngest son of the Takahashi family? He had no financial power and he was working it like everyone else that came through her reach. Or was, she told herself. She had no idea what ventures Inuyasha had in mind, but it was there to help him.
And he could use all the help he could get. Kikyo couldn't shake a darker sense of foreboding that something bigger would happen than had already happened the previous week. 'What will come will make that look like child's play.'
"Onikage-san? Are you well?"
Kikyo looked up to see her current favorite, Sugimura, lean against her open door, one hand raised to knock. She smiled, her ruby-red lips thickening with the gesture.
"Yes, I am. Will you join me, Sugimura-san? I require your attention."
"Of course, ma'am." Sugimura leaned off the door with one lithe leg and strode into the office.

*****

Kagome followed Inuyasha into their apartment later that night, somber but happy.
"That went okay, didn't it?" she chirped brightly. Kagome had been glad to try and set things right with the only family her lover had left, but had reserved parts of her joy into thoughtful consideration for Inuyasha's reserved nature as they went out. She turned to her boyfriend now. Inuyasha nodded and shrugged out of his jacket. His long hair hung almost to his waist, loosely tied back in a tail. Kagome's eyes softened as she saw past her usual senses to See his tensed shoulders. The muscles were so tight, they were liable to snap. She reached out now to touch him. Inuyasha visibly tensed then relaxed under her touch. Slightly.
"Yeah, I guess so," he mumbled. Kagome turned Inuyasha around to look at her. She had to tilt her head back to look up at him, but now they were head to chin at least.
"You weren't happy to go out with Sesshomaru-san, were you?" she asked softly. Inuyasha's head tilted to the side and he grumbled until Kagome's clever fingers touched his chin. He closed his eyes and purred openly as those slender digits rubbed his jawline in just the right way.
"Grrrr no, not really. But, I know we gotta get to work if we're gonna do this right," Inuyasha growled. His eyes opened and shone down upon his lover. Kagome smiled, noting the way the golden irises danced in the lamplight. She leaned on her tiptoes to brush a sweet kiss against his chin.
"I know... and you know that if you need anything," Kagome began, her lips a breadths kiss away from Inuyasha's flesh. He gasped at the implication. His eyes closed as she kissed the corner of his lips. "Anything at all, that I am here. I'm not going anywhere."
"I know," Inuyasha groaned. His eyes opened and he bent his back slightly to meet her lips. They pecked innocently at first. After several small decades, their lips opened. Kagome sighed sweetly as their lips carressed. She darted her tongue expertly against his then opened her mouth and let Inuyasha's tongue entrance. The slow thrusting of the moist digit let both know exactly how this would end up. Kagome unabashedly felt herself drip, her thigh growing damp with her most feminine fluids.
"I'm here," Kagome breathed, opening her eyes. She felt as dizzy as Inuyasha must, she was sure. His eyes were half-slit with pleasure. His neck darted and a deeper growl rumbled from within him.
"I know..." he repeated, and there was more to him. Kagome could feel it, coursing through his veins, searing his blood as hotly as the quick passion they could invoke in each other. Life's simple blessing to feel.
"Come to me..." she heard herself whisper and Inuyasha's eyes widened, vulnerable. His large hands settled over her waist and lifted. Kagome wrapped her legs around his waist as she was lifted from the tatami mats. She laughed and wound her arms around his neck for balance. Inuyasha easily walked back to their bedroom, his face etched in tones of seriousness. Kagome knew he took everything they did to be more than passion, more than touch, even more than love. It was sacred. She liked seeing him smile however and when he laid her on her back across their bed and moved to take his shirt off, Kagome sat up and tickled his sides. The look went straight off his face and Inuyasha yelped with laughter.
"Oi, wench! What are you doing?" he knelt on the bed, grinning. Kagome held his face in her hands, smiling. She leaned to kiss him. Inuyasha hissed. Her clever hands were rubbing up and down his sides, carressing him through his dress shirt. Inuyasha lifted his head and gasped noisily.
"Ah!" he admitted. Kagome smiled. Her hands wound lower but Inuyasha caught her hands.
"I want to get these off!" he said through grit teeth. Kagome laughed as he lightly tossed her on her back. His clawed fingers worked on his buttons and bared his pale torso to her sight. Kagome crossed her thighs together and bit the tip of her finger as she watched.
"Well, then go on, love, I'm waiting," she urged. Inuyasha tore at his belt where an interesting bulge waited below it.
"Raaarrgh!" he growled impatiently. Kagome knelt up on the bed and touched his belly revently.
"I said to lay there and wait!" Inuyasha demanded. Kagome chuckled and pressed her lips to his waist. Inuyasha's belly went concave at the sudden touch.
"Yeah, but I don't think you can," she said sweetly. Inuyasha leaned his head back and looked at the ceiling as she batted his hands away and worked on his belt and zipper. Hot moist kisses went down his belly and then beneath the fabric of his parted slacks. When Kagome's tongue danced along the head of his fevered shaft, he moaned and tipped onto the bed. Kagome brought her mouth back and laughed.
"Noooo, come on! Gimme a break," Inuyasha pleaded. Kagome placed a hand against his bare chest and kissed him right over his dancing heartbeat.
"Are you begging me?" she asked curiosly. Inuyasha groaned and kicked his pants off his shins. He lay gloriously nude, his stiffening penis standing partially upright. Kagome tsked to herself and licked her lips in appreciation.
"No, but I think you'll help both of us out without much more out of me," Inuyasha grinned. He stopped smiling when Kagome cupped his genitals and bent down. Small sucking noises could be heard from his waist as Kagome slowly bobbed her head up and down. Inuyasha felt himself stiffen fully on her first pass. He was so hard it was painful. Daring himself to look down, he saw himself disappear into his lover's red lips. Kagome's hair swept over her shoulder and onto his hip, tickling his senses. The sight was so damn good, he could have come right that second. If Kagome hadn't eased off his shaft with a small shy smile.
"You're more than ready," she breathed, clenching him by the base with one tight fist. Inuyasha looked up at her with half-slit eyes. He leaned forward and helped Kagome undress, his fingers shaking in his gentle haste to get her as bare as he was. Kagome smiled and cupped his face in her hands. She thrust her tongue against his firmly. Inuyasha dared to smirk when one hand parted her thighs. Two fingers parted her moistness and penetrated inside.
"So are you," he rumbled. Kagome fell on her side, her breasts rising and falling against the mattress as her thighs danced to Inuyasha's thrusts.
"Oh kami, help me..." she gasped. Inuyasha planted moist kisses against her shoulder and back.
"I don't think you need them here..." he whispered. Inuyasha gently rolled his lover over and kissed her softly. Kagome whined and clung to his neck. Her thighs widened for more as his fingers sank in farther.
"Oh, kami..."
"Do you need ME?" Inuyasha whispered huskily. His member twitched, slick with Kagome's saliva. Kagome moaned and nodded. She reached for his side, his waist, to pull him close.
"Oh, yes..."
"Don't wait, then..." Inuyasha parted Kagome's thighs with one knee and made to mount her, but Kagome sat up. She was breathing hard, and her eyes glowed with the knowledge of a sudden idea. Inuyasha didn't mind though; he always found it in himself to like Kagome's ideas. Inuyasha gasped raggedly when she climbed into his lap, rubbing her moistness all over his cock. He was so ready to go, it was far from funny. Good idea.
"Come here..." she breathed. Inuyasha's eyes found hers in the dark as she knelt up, then leaned down. A strangled gasp escaped her smooth throat as she sank onto his tip and leaned down. Inuyasha's eyes shone with love as Kagome adjusted herself, breathing shallowly. He kissed her throat softly, his hands light against her back. Kagome moaned in response and tightened her thighs over his hips. Her waist moved up and down in quick strokes, pushing Inuyasha's hardened rod in and out of herself.
Inuyasha's soft kisses rained upon her shoulders to show that he was there. His sweetness was rewarded when Kagome held his shoulders and thrust closer against him. Her breasts pushed up against his chin and bounced. Inuyasha cupped her ass in his hands and leaned down to latch onto a nipple. He groaned loudly as Kagome clenched him close. Her thighs were tight against his hips. Their bodies radiated heat against each other, and formed sweat where they joined.
"Ohhh!" Inuyasha moaned. Kagome gasped higher and higher, a continuous symphony of her agreement. They were together, and their lives were joined as closely as their bodies. They were alive, and they were one. Inuyasha could only think of how lucky he was that he had found her when his mind seized to pure red, and focused on the pleasure his loins were coursing through as Kagome rode him.
"AH!"
"Inuyasha!..." Kagome howled. Inuyasha held her close, moaning constantly. His back was being scratched all to hell, but he didn't mind.
"Uhn!" Inuyasha's vision left him momentarily as he lost it. His seed shot up into his beloved. Her thighs moved all over his and then held onto him as she rode out the crest of her own orgasm.
Kagome came quietly, her head tilted back. Inuyasha noted through half-blurred eyes that her mouth was open and forming half-formed prayers. Then she screamed. Inuyasha held onto her when Kagome thumped against him. Her arms clung to him desperately.
"Oh my gods!" she whispered raggedly. Inuyasha kissed her softly. Their eyes opened as they kissed gently, wide and open to all of the emotions between them. I love you. I love you. You're the only one for me. I love you...
"I love you, Kagome," Inuyasha whispered. Kagome started with a jerk, as if surprised to hear him form the words they both were thinking.
"Hmmm, I love you too..." she moaned. Inuyasha held the back of her neck and turned her face up for a deep kiss. Kagome leaned back on the mattress and pulled Inuyasha with her. She clung to him with a fierce strength born of their love.
"Ow! That felt good," Inuyasha said. Kagome smoothed her fingertips over his shoulders.
"Did I cut you?" she asked with concern. The gray haired young man laughed and smoothed the hair back from Kagome's face.
"Doesn't matter, they're from you," he smiled. Kagome pulled him back for another kiss.

******

"Did you like the dinner, Rin?" Sesshomaru asked. He leaned back on his sofa and held his hand out. Rin settled her small hand in his claws and nodded happily.
"Your brother is so different from you, but I know you both can work together," she said sweetly. Sesshomaru helped her settle at his side.
"I know we can. In fact, I think we can achieve so much more..."
Rin nodded against his shoulder when a knock sounded on the door.



End for now
I love my mate! She is the reason I am living... even if she plays my Mario 3 all the time! lol. I love you, darling. This one was for you.

most sincerely, penpaninu sessh 11/24/06