InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Kagome's Boom Box ❯ Insatiable ( Chapter 12 )

Kagome's Boombox

Part 12

The nighttime breeze filtered through Inu Yasha's hair as he sat up against the tree trunk. He was curled up the way he usually did when settling in for the night, arms and legs crossed with the sheathed Tetsusaiga leaning against his shoulder. The hanyou's head was slumped forward, but not so much as when he actually slept.

When moonlight crawls along the street

Chasing away the summer heat

Footsteps outside somewhere below

The world revolves I let it go

"Of all the songs to come up!" Kagome mentally shook her head. "I'll bet he'll smash it the second it gets too 'mushy' for him."

But as she observed him, Inu Yasha showed no indication whatsoever that he was going to damage the boom box. In fact, Kagome mused, he seemed quite content to listen to it. But then again, for how long?

We build our church above this street

We practice love between these sheets

The candy sweetness scent of you

It bathes my skin I'm stained by you

Inu Yasha's lip curled back into a silent snarl, only the faintest trace of a blush visible in the moonlight.

"This thing is being hentai again…" a low growl rumbled in his throat. "But it's not the same kind of hentai as before…"

The hanyou shifted in place. His mind wandered again, this time focusing more on Kagome than before. An old, unforgettable memory surfaced, conjured up by the soft lyrics of the song.

One moonless night ages ago, spider-head poison had coursed lethally in his veins. If he had been his normal, cranky, hanyou self, maybe it would not have been so bad; truth be told, he probably would've gotten nauseous, at most, and then recovered. But no, instead, he'd been a feeble human when that occurred, and the toxin was taking an agonizingly slow time to work its course.

So sure had he been that these would be his last hours alive that he called for his one comfort to ease him through it.

And all I have to do is hold you

There's a racing in my heart

I am barely touching you

"Kagome…" he uttered her name as he had done that night, weak and pleadingly. Looking back, the poison had not only deteriorated his physical body, but melted away his emotion block as well. How else, then, could he have had the nerve to ask Kagome to rest his head on her lap? And what surprised him was that she had not turned down the request either. No, instead, she had complied, and willingly to boot. Inu Yasha, ever so dependant on his sense of smell, was nearly without it on his human nights, and when it had become most crucial, it was all but lost to him. Only by being so close to her could he take in her comforting scent and be at peace in what he had thought would be his final moments alive.

Turn the lights down low

Take it off Let me show

My love for you

Insatiable

That night, in his pathetically weakened state, he had admitted to her that he had lied -lied!- about hating her scent. Why did it bother him so much? He told plenty of lies on a daily basis to keep the monk and taijiya off his back and the fox off of his ears, so why did lying to her wrack on his mind?

It was strange; how could he even have come up with such a lie as hating her scent? He might as well have killed someone and denied it while the still-fresh blood dripped from his claws. Kagome's scent was anything but the stench he often labeled it as; in fact, it was a potent aphrodisiac to his heightened senses. Even the lightest of physical contact with her, such as a slap, left enough of her tantalizing fragrance behind to bring his more… animal side… agonizingly closer to the surface.

Turn me on

Never stop

Wanna taste every drop

My love for you

Insatiable

A growl thrummed low in Inu Yasha's inhuman throat as an all-too-familiar pressure made itself known. It took some self-control not to reach down and deal with the problem as he usually did. Even if he did resolve to releasing himself, the desire would only come back, repeatedly and stronger, until properly sated-by her.

The irritated groan emanating from Inu Yasha's throat confused the hiding Kagome only for a moment. The hanyou's claws came down suddenly on the snaking roots of the tree he leaned up against and his head rose up sharply, hitting the trunk somewhat hard. Kagome cringed at this, wondering why he would purposely hurt himself, but then her ears told her something her eyes had missed.

"He's breathing heavy…" she noted silently. "Is Inu Yasha crying?"

The moonlight plays upon your skin

A kiss that lingers takes me in

I fall asleep inside of you

There are no words

There's only truth

Inu Yasha shuddered once as images, unfading memories, coursed through his mind unbidden. Nearly all of them were of Kagome at different points during their journeys. When she had only been in this world a few days, Inu Yasha had seen her bathing. As much as he insisted that he'd only been after the shard Kaede held, the nagging voice in his head, his 'human' side as he called it, told him he had wanted to stare at the girl. Not only did he find it startlingly true, but had enjoyed the peep show. That is, until she caught him.

The hanyou growled when, upon finishing that train of thought, found his hands had been slipping back onto his lap. He promptly tucked both hands into his sleeves and scowled.

Breathe in Breathe out

There is no sound

We move together up and down

We levitate our bodies soar

Our feet don't even touch the floor

The hanyou could not help but squirm uncomfortably in place. He remembered another time he had seen Kagome naked--- in the Peach Man's lair. The way the sake had glistened on her smooth curves… it was enough to make him lose it. The only things preventing him from doing so were the fact that he was human, the dangerous place they were in, and his viciously mangled up body. For the life of him, Inu Yasha couldn't recall ever being so thankful to Kami for being half human as he had been that night.

The lyrics slowly stirred his heated blood to a boil. A thought darted across his mind, causing him to gasp suddenly. What would it be like to do THAT with her? She would probably embed him into the ground if he were even to suggest it, and yet the more he entertained the thought, the more desperately he wanted it.

And nobody knows you like I do

The world doesn't understand

But I grow stronger in your hands

Inu Yasha's mind was at a constant war with itself. Every excuse he tried to conjure up was in vain, not to mention worsening his predicament.

"She doesn't want a half-demon…" he tried to tell himself, but that thought raked in another. "No… Kikyou wanted a human… Kagome never said what she wanted…"

He made a sour face when a pleasant thought crossed with a much older one; Inu Yasha, quite briefly, imagined what Kikyou would have looked like without her billowing robes. He quickly shook his head as though it had frightened him; it was not that the thought was disgusting by any means, just awkward and discomforting, cold and forbidding instead of warm and inviting.

Turn the lights down low

Take it off Let me show

My love for you

Insatiable

Turn me on Never stop

Wanna taste every drop

My love for you

Insatiable

Kagome watched the play of emotions on his face curiously. One moment, he had seemed sad, then next angry, and the following moment like he had eaten something bitter. His constant, uncomfortable shifting puzzled her, and her ears were tuned into anything Inu Yasha might utter aloud to himself.

Inu Yasha failed to realize that his hands were in his lap once again. All he could do was sigh and relent; what good would it do him to release himself? The agony would only return again more empowered than before. But then again, the pressure was already very uncomfortable.

"Kagome…" he breathed. "Who ARE you…? How is it you're doing this to me?"

In her hiding place, Kagome suppressed the gasp that nearly escaped her throat. Just over the sound of the music, she was sure that Inu Yasha had spoken her name. His tone had been quiet, almost melancholy, but definitely her name. It touched her and warmed her all over.

The unmoving night air shifted slightly, cautious enough to keep a house of cards erect. But to Inu Yasha's nose, it brought something more with it.

Turn the lights down low

Take it off Let me show

My love for you

Insatiable

Turn me on Never stop

Wanna taste every drop

My love for you

Insatiable

"I must be losing my mind…" the hanyou mused absently. "I think so much about her, I can almost smell her!"

Kagome's scent on the breeze, which Inu Yasha resolved was only due to his overactive imagination, teased his sensitive nose. The pressure was getting to be too much to bear; he complied with himself once, groaning her name softly.

It was then that Kagome realized what was going on, and a chill ran from her neck and down her spine.

"He's not crying, he's…! Oh Kami!…"

We never sleep we're always holdin' hands

Kissin' for hours talkin' makin' plans

I feel like a better man

Just being in the same room

We never sleep there's just so much to do

Too much to say

Can't close my eyes when I'm with you

Insatiable the way I'm loving you

Kagome's first thought was not to watch. She would have subdued Inu Yasha innumerable times if he were to have peeped on her, and if she watched, she would be no more of a lecher than Miroku. But then, it was difficult to look away. Even if he was as covered as always, it was the thought that counted.

This time, the gears in Kagome's mind turned awkwardly and out of control. To hear Inu Yasha speak her name in a tone she never thought possible taunted her as much as her scent was taunting him. That warm feeling from earlier remained constant, and she closed her eyes, taking in Inu Yasha and the music all in her ears.

Turn the lights down low

Take it off Let me show

My love for you

Insatiable

Turn me on Never stop

Wanna taste every drop

My love for you

Insatiable

Turn the lights down low

Take it off Let me show

My love for you

Insatiable

Turn me on Never stop

Wanna taste every drop

My love for you

Insatiable

As tempting as it was, Inu Yasha regained some of his lost self-control and returned his hands sluggishly to his sleeves once again. His face was tinged the slightest pink, a testament to the idea of being caught as well as the scent he kept trying to tell himself was only imaginary.

But as the volume lowered into nothing, the wind again bore Kagome's scent to his nose, this time stronger and with the faintest hint of arousal to it.

"No…" the hanyou's heart skipped a beat before pounding rapidly like a drum. "Don't even tell me…!"

He peeked timidly over his shoulder, slowly turning his gaze and scanning the area around him. Slowly…slowly…something glistened in the grass…

Time practically stopped when two terrified, hazel eyes locked with an amber pair.

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Whoa! This is LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG overdue, I know, but do you know what hell it was to write this? With so many constant interuptions and distractions *coughloudmouthcoughmothercough* it was extremely difficult to write this chapter. But I just kept on thinking "If I don't post this next chapter soon, the readers are gonna get violent!" So please, put down the chairs and other dangerous would-be projectiles and take some slow, easy breaths....

This is probably as citrusy as anything I write will every get, so don't ask for a lemon---I'll only write heavy lime. In case any of you were confused, no, Inu Yasha did NOT "spill himself" (I'll do anything to avoid using the actual street words, won't I?), just a light tease, you might say. Kagome didn't do anything either considering she's trying to stay hidden.

Oh crap! Now they've noticed each other! What's next?

As usual, like it or hate it, TELL ME!