InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ It Might Be Real ❯ It Might Be Real ( Chapter 1 )

I'm not sure where the idea for this came from, but enjoy!

 

It Might Be Real

 

The forest whips around me as I dash through the trees. Ginta and Hakkaku are looking for Ayame's tribe, so I've been alone these last few days. I'm glad. If anyone else were still around me, I probably would have killed them. I'm still pissed at Kagome.

It's been three months since we destroyed Naraku, her purity arrow slicing through his heart. I promised to come for Kagome after I found that witch Kagura and killed her. I found her a full month later, under the protection of the taiyoukai Sesshomaru. I wasn't foolish enough to kill him on my own, and his youki and hers had already started to mingle in the way of mates. Kagura escaped my wrath through mating with him.

I ran back to the village where I knew Kagome was staying, and found the most disgusting surprise. Her scent had changed, her purity had been taken. Kagome, my Kagome, had mated with the mutt. I could already smell his child growing inside her. I wanted to rip that filthy half breed apart for daring to touch my woman, but I couldn't, not without killing Kagome with him through the mating mark. I haven't seen Kagome in over a month since then.

How the hell a hanyou was able to take my woman from me, I'll never understand. I'm a full youkai, I could be a better husband, and yet I'm the one who tastes rejection. Kagome told me that day that she loved Inuyasha, and not me. How anyone can love a mutt like him was also beyond me. It took all my strength not to rip into her throat for betraying me, or his for taking her from me, or even my own for not making her my mate when I first met her.

I screeched to a halt, my shard-less legs- thanks to the backstabbing bitch- slowing down to a trot. I sniff the air and frowned. That was Kagome's scent, but it somehow smelt different. I knew Kagome couldn't be out here, it was too far from the village. I sniffed again and started to track down the source of the scent.

 

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Damn Inuyasha. I stumbled forward, my bow bending under my weight and snapping, pitching me forward into the ground. I had been attacked that day by a youkai looking for the priestess who guarded the Shikon-no-Tama. Trying to regain some part of my lost life, I foolishly said I was. Once again, my pride became my undoing as the creature attacked me, stabbing my left leg. Blood dripped behind me as I tried to reach a village to receive healing. But it seems that tonight, I am destined to die a second death.

I still remember the day, two months ago, when Inuyasha made his wish on the jewel. He had taken my reincarnation as his wife in both the youkai and human traditions. Their bond went deeper then anything he ever had with me. I'm not ashamed to admit it- some selfish part of me wanted him to wish to become full youkai, so he and the wench could never be together.

But no, he hadn't wished for that. He also didn't wish to be human. He took my hands and looked at me. I remember his words clearly; Kikyo, Kagome has given me a new chance at life. He looked back at her, worlds of love passing through their eyes as they meet, her hands tightening around the complete jewel. Now I can give you the same thing. Under Inuyasha's instructions, the girl wished for me to be alive once again.

The souls I had consumed that day merged to one, the small piece of her soul, my soul, going back to her. My soul was now a composite of several other already departed souls that had been amalgamated into one. I was no better then Naraku now. I had no soul of my own, and was forced to use smaller, weaker souls to make one whole soul that could sustain me without my original soul. Just like Naraku and his body, my soul is a bitter mockery.

At first I didn't understand why Inuyasha would make such a wish. He could have been human and lived with her, but I learned from my sister that they had agreed for Kagome and him to fully take the mating mark, his blood intertwining with hers, sealing their life spans as one. Now as I grow older, and one day die an old woman, I'll have to live with the knowledge that somewhere, they are off together, young as the day Naraku was killed. I suppose that after pinning Inuyasha to the Goshinboku so many years ago, it's only a fitting revenge that now I be forced to grow old while he and his new love live for centuries to come, a millennia worth of love passing between them with each gaze.

I groaned and tried to move, my bleeding ankle not obeying. I sigh and let myself fall into the dirt. I was wrong; I'm not going to die an old woman. I was going to die here, prey to some wandering youkai. And without my bow, I'll barely be able to defend myself. I sighed again as I felt the tingle of a youki enter my area of sense. My killer has arrived. It draws closer, and I look up at what should be the face of the youkai who is going to taste my blood.

I am met with a pair of glittering blue eyes, boring down at mine. No small amount of shock is masked there.

“Kagome?” The youkai whispered. A pain of regret came at his single word. There was a time when my reincarnation would be mistaken for me. And now? Now she was great miko, the killer of Naraku, and I was the substitute who couldn't measure up. I looked up at the youkai, who steps forward, a beam of moonlight illuminating him, and I smiled wryly.

“Just kill me and get it over with.”

 

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I was stunned. This maiden bore a striking resemblance to the woman I once loved. But as I looked her over once again, a few subtle differences become clear to me. Her hair is finer, silkier. He hips are more curved, more mature then Kagome's. Her skin is paler, like a china doll's. I had thought Kagome was beautiful, but this maiden…

I cocked my head at her words. She wanted me to kill her? Why? I've never met a young woman eager to embrace death. I knelt down in front of her, her eyes drilling into mine with an unspoken challenge.

“Why do you want me to kill you?” I growled softly. Her lips curled into a cruel smile once again.

“That's what youkai do.” She replied. I stared at her for a minute, then stand and make my way to her side. I kneel again, and her body tenses, no doubt awaiting my strike. Instead I gather her in my arms and take off into the forest once again. The speed forces her to wrap her arms around my neck and cling to me, or else she would fall off. I inhale, and smile. She does smell like Kagome, but sweeter somehow. Like berries it seems.

I reach my cave and set her down carefully in the straw, and grabbed some leaves from the trees growing outside. I went back to her and swiped them over her bleeding ankle, the healing herbs making her hiss and throw back her head. I looked up as her head comes forward to transfix my eyes with a look of confusion.

“Why are you helping me?” She whispered. “Any other youkai would have killed me or left me to die.” I looked back her cut and lowered my head, my tongue washing over the wound and sealing it. I raised my head and smile at her.

“Well I'm not like other youkai.” I said back. I reach back to her ankle to apply pressure, but her hand snaps out and catches my wrist. I look up at her again, amazement shining in her brown eyes. Slowly my hand comes up to caress her cheek. I'm not sure if her hand is moving mine, or if I'm moving of my own accord. It's as if neither of us needs to speak as my other hand comes to her other cheek, her face cradled in my palms.

Her lips are flushed and red, looking incredibly tantalizing on her pale face. I lean forward slightly, looking at the face I wish was that of my mate. The face reminds me so much of a woman I hate and yet love. This maiden, whomever she is, and Kagome are so much alike…I can't take it any longer, and press my lips against hers. My lips gnaw against hers, her taste flooding and overpowering me. I flick my tongue out of my mouth, and groan as it slides into hers, her lips already parted for me.

She falls onto her back, dragging me with her as our fingers dance across each other's skin. We roll once, putting her on top of me, as I feel the slightest burning sensation on my back. I knew this maiden looked like Kagome, but I had no idea she had her miko powers. It's almost sensual, the idea that this beautiful woman could kill me now. But my worries vanish as her powers ebb only into my clothes, the furs burning away from her fingertips like acid, baring me to her. Not one to outdone, I reach up and gently drag my claws down her sides, her eyes narrowing as she hissed with pleasure. Her clothes fall beside us in ribbons as I hungrily moan against her soft lips.

She's more perfect then any woman I could ever imagine, even Kagome. She finally breaks our kiss and pulls back slightly, her eyes glazed over with pleasure. I smile at her and grabbed her shoulders, pulling her down to me and sliding my tongue back into her mouth. I growl in approval as her tongue massages mine a bit before sweeping past our lips to explore my mouth. Her hips raise over me, her backside in the air above my legs. I let go of her shoulders and reach down between us. One hand grasps myself, the other her smooth lower back as I force her hips down, our bodies become one.

Her reaction could not be more satisfying; she rips herself from my lips and rears back, straddling me, a gasp of pleasure rushing past her lips. He head is thrown back, her inky black hair falling down her back and ticking the tops of my thighs. Her hands rake down my chest, feeling the muscles groan under her touch, as her head leans forward, our eyes meeting.

 

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It's the greatest of forbidden pleasures, what I'm doing now. I'm a shrine maiden, doomed to a life of celibacy, ordered to hunt and kill all youkai. And now one of them is inside me. And I have to say, I can't imagine more incredible feelings then the ones this wolf is invoking in me. If this is impure and wrong, or pure and right, I don't care. All I know is that I don't want these feelings to stop.

I rock my hips, hissing as lightning shoots through my body. I rub my hands against his chest, reveling in his reaction as his lips draw back in a feral snarl of pleasure. I rock my hips again, my eyes glazing over as I let out a throaty moan. His hands reach up from his sides and grab my hips, rocking me harder.

I grab his shoulders, leaning over to gaze into his eyes which are shut tight in a sea of sensation. There's something there, I can almost reach it, but I can't without his help. I rock again, and his eyes shoot open and stare into mine. He feels it too, I know he does. I rock against him one final time, and his head snaps back, a howl ripping itself from his lips as liquid warmth fills me. The feeling makes me rear back again, screaming my pleasure to the heavens as I follow him into nirvana.

I collapse on him, his chest heaving under my ear. I can hear his heart beating under his toned flesh. His arms wind around my waist, and for a moment, it's almost as if I'm loved again. It's almost like Inuyasha is holding me, his arms embracing me as he whispers words of love in my ear. There are no word of love between this strange wolf and I, but that's alright. My mind fills in the blanks, creates Inuyasha's voice in my ear. I curl my arms around the wolf's neck, praying that someday it might be real.

 

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I can't help but be amazed at what just happened. But I didn't regret it for a second, not at all. This lovely woman called to me, and I answered as best I could. Her heart bled, I could see it in her eyes. And something inside of me snapped, and all that mattered to me was making that pain inside of her go away. And now, as she collapses in my arms, it's almost as if my heart is bleeding a little less with her near me.

I glance at her face as her eyes slowly close in slumber. I tighten my arms around her and keep her close. It's almost as if Kagome is here with me now, allowing me the pleasure of having her that the mutt has. Her black hair covering us, her body intertwined with mine. It's a fantasy I can lose myself in, where Kagome has chosen me and is sleeping on my chest right now. I smile and comfort myself with that dream, praying that someday it might be real.

 

I hope you enjoyed my first lemon. I also hope that this site sees fit to let it slide by with the M rating. It's not as bad as it could be, so I hope so. If not, I'll edit it a little and repost.