InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Lies, Letters, and Calloused Fingertips. ❯ You Belong to Us. ( Chapter 3 )

A/N: Here it is, the long-awaited third chapter of “Lies, Letters, and Calloused Fingertips”! It may be a little confusing, but you guys'll figure it out sooner or later; I have faith in you all.

 

Btw, I don't own Inuyasha OR Secondhand Serenade's lyrics. The song featured in THIS chapter is, “A Twist in My Story,” by Secondhand Serenade.

 

 

Lies, Letters, and Calloused Fingertips.

 

Chapter Three: You Belong to Us.

 

He watched her closely. The wind blew softly, and her deep, black curls fluttered around her small, athletic frame. She turned slightly, looking over her shoulder at him. Inuyasha loved the way her chocolate eyes sparkled when her pretty, pink lips curled into a pouty smile. She shifted somewhat in her seat, causing her hair to bounce more. Smiling to himself, he walked over to her and plopped down on the grass beside her. All the while, she kept her brown eyes trained on him.

 

She licked her lips before they parted, and she sang to him in a loud, melodious voice,

 

“Slow down,

“The world isn't watching us break down.

“It's safe to say we are alone now,

“We're alone now.”

 

Inuyasha blinked, and they were back in the Sengoku Jidai. The pair were sitting high up in the Goshinboku, both their legs straddling the thick branch. His back was leaned against the worn, wide trunk, and Kagome was against his chest, his arms wrapped protectively around her torso.

 

“Not a whisper,

“The only noise is the receiver.

“I'm counting the seconds until you break the silence.

“So, please, just break this silence.”

 

The hanyou gasped, blinking again, and they were in the middle of a huge battlefield in the feudal era. It was the final battle, and Kagome was busy defending herself and Shippo; Sango was off to their right, hacking at the waving tentacles with her katana, and Miroku was on their left, fighting with his staff and various sutras. They all watched him the entire time they were fighting, and as Kagome launched assault after assault of purifying arrows at Naraku, she kept singing,

 

“The whispers turn to shouting.

“The shouting turns to tears.

“Your tears turn into laughter,

“And it takes away our fears.

“So, you see,

“This world doesn't matter to me -”

 

Suddenly, they were back in Kagome's time, sitting side by side on her pink bed in her bedroom at the Sunset Shrine. He still wore his fire-rat, and the words came from him naturally as he sang on,

 

“I'll give up all I have just to breathe

“The same air as you

“Till the day that I die,

“I can't take my eyes off of you.”

 

He stood and stepped away from her, turning back to watch her. She was smiling, and he felt as though he had just stepped out of the dark and into the light.

 

“I'm longing for words to

“Describe how I'm feeling.

“I'm feeling inspired,

“My world just flipped,

“turned upside down,

“And turned around. Say what's that sound?”

 

Kagome's smile suddenly brightened, and the room around them melted into Kaede's small hut, back in the Warring States era. Inuyasha was buried deep inside her, and they were both completely nude, the hanyou on top of the priestess. She writhed a little beneath him, and he thrusted gently, cherishing the tiny pinpricks all over his body as pleasure and intense happiness exploded in him.

 

He leaned down, still thrusting very gently, and sang softly in her ear,

 

“It's my heartbeat. This couldn't be better -

“My heartbeat -

“Is stronger than ever.

“I'm feeling so alive, I'm feeling so alive.”

 

He ran the palm of his large, rough hand across her soft cheek, brushing away the joyous tears that were staining the pretty red flush of her exquisite face.

 

“The whispers turn to shouting,

“The shouting turns to tears.

“Your tears turn into laughter,

“And it takes away our fears.

“So, you see,

“This world doesn't matter to me.

“I'll give up all I have just to breathe

“The same air as you

“Till the day that I die -

“I can't take my eyes off of you.”

 

Inuyasha closed his eyes, breathing in her sweet scent, and when he opened them, they were sitting side by side on the same tatami mat in Kaede's hut that they'd made love on. He was staring, shocked, at Kagome, his hand resting on her still tight tummy. Tears were shining in his beautiful mate's eyes, threatening to spill at any moment.

 

“I'm finally waking up -

“A twist in my story…”

 

Inuyasha regarded Kagome with a look of understanding. He'd always wondered why the Gods had made him a hanyou, and now he felt as if he understood completely.

 

Only Kagome could love him just like he was.

 

The Kamis made him feel so much pain, so much rejection, so much loss… But then they'd turned right around and made Kagome…

 

Just for him. She was just for him.

 

“I'm finally waking up.

“A twist in… my story,

“It's time I open up,

“And let your love right through me.

“Cause that's what you get

“When you see your life through someone else's eyes.

“That's what you get. That's you get…”

 

Inuyasha blinked, and Kagome wasn't there anymore. He stood by the well, and he could see the hole in the side of it from when he'd come up on it earlier and hit it, frustrated that he couldn't get through anymore.

 

Kagome was gone.

 

He whimpered, “So, you see,

“This world doesn't matter to me.

“I'll give up all I have just to breathe

“The same air as you

“Till the day that I die.

“I can't take my eyes off of you.”

 

All of a sudden, there was a loud ringing beside him, and everything faded to black. He opened his eyes and sat up, realizing that it was Kagome's alarm clock sitting on the darkly stained nightstand that had woken him. Grunting his appreciation to the alarm, he slowly reached over the empty side of the bed to shut off the annoying racket.

 

Inuyasha sighed and leaned back, pressing his head into the pillows and sheets and comforter that reeked of Kagome.

 

“Oh, hey!”

 

He bolted upright once again at the sound of her chipper voice. There was his little priestess, standing in the doorway in a pair of grey jogging pants and a bright yellow tank top. She was smiling brightly at him as she toweled off her wet, curling hair.

 

“I just got out of the shower, and I was gonna start breakfast,” she told him, tossing the blue towel into the hamper beside the dresser. “What would you like?”

 

He smirked at her. “Ramen.”

 

Her mouth dropped open in complete surprise, and she scrunched her nose, somewhat disgusted. “Fine,” she said, still looking as if she were about to hurl, “but I'm making eggs and bacon for myself.” With that said, she exited the room, headed, obviously, for the kitchen.

 

Inuyasha sighed in contentment before getting up to get dressed. “Isn't it bad luck to see you right now?” he called into the rest of the house as he pulled on a pair of blue jeans.

 

“Only if I'm in the dress,” he heard her say in her soft voice, and he heard bacon begin to crackle and fry as she turned up the heat on the burner. Inuyasha's koinu ears swiveled somewhat at the various noises he could pick up from the kitchen; he could even hear his mate's stomach growling. He bit back laughter at that one as he tugged on a t-shirt.

 

The hanyou even heard his own bare feet padding against the hardwood floor as he came from the bedroom into the kitchen. Smiling, he hugged Kagome from behind as she cooked, and he let himself drown in the sound of her laughter. He felt her small hand rest on the back of his, and he heard her scraped the spatula against the skillet, scrambling the eggs. Behind them, the microwave went off, letting them both know that his ramen was done.

 

“Inuyasha?”

 

“Mm?”

 

“What were you humming just now?”

 

He blinked, slightly confused. He hadn't even realized that he'd been humming to himself.

 

“A song that I like.” He held her just a tiny bit tighter.

 

“Can you sing it to me?”

 

He sighed, releasing her. “Keh, silly woman. Of course I can.” He turned around and popped open the microwave as he sang,

 

“So, you see,

“This world doesn't matter to me.

“I'll give up all I have just to breathe

“The same air as you till the day that I die.

“I can't take my eyes off of you.”

 

He had taken the bowl from of hot, steamy ramen out of the microwave, and he turned when he was finished singing to grab a spoon when he came face to face with a very surprised-looking Kagome.

 

Inuyasha chuckled as he pulled open the drawer next to his mate, who was still openly staring at him with that deer-in-headlights look that he usually loved to see on her face.

 

“That's the second time today you've given me that look,” he told her, still smiling. He stirred his noodles, watching her. “Did I grow an extra head or something, wench?”

 

Kagome seemed to regain some of her composure at the sound of her old, nearly forgotten pet name, but she still regarded Inuyasha with a very serious, thoughtful expression. “It's just…” She didn't really know what to say. He quirked a silver eyebrow at her, and she cracked a slight half-smile at him. “It was beautiful, Inuyasha.” She turned back to her cooking, saving the bacon just in time, and Inuyasha turned away, leaving the room.

 

Thankful that Kagome only had normal, human hearing, he whispered, “Yea.” He took a bite of ramen before plopping down on the sofa, switching on the television. “You are.”

 

 

Inuyasha Taisho thought of that conversation later that day, as he stood with everyone else and watched and waited. Suddenly, Kagome Higurashi came around the corner, and his lips parted in a small, silent gasp.

 

She wore a very simple dress; it was strapless, and the bodice hugged her sensual curves perfectly. The skirt flared somewhat at her hips, and then it tapered off into a medium-length train. The white of the dress clashed magnificently with her black hair, which was left down, curled around her angelic face and spilling down her milky shoulder. In her right hand, she held a small bouquet of pink and red lilies, and her left arm was joined with her grandfather's right; she towered over her jii-chan, but everyone thought it fitting for her father's father to be the one to give her away.

 

The duo made their way down the aisle slowly, and when they arrived, Inuyasha took Kagome's hand and nodded to Gramps. The old man shook Inuyasha's free hand. “You're a good man, Inuyasha. You'll be a great husband to my granddaughter.” They hugged quickly, and Gramps hugged Kagome before sitting down in the first row, beside Kagome's mother.

 

The ceremony continued as it should have; Sesshomaru, who stood as his little brother's best man, handed him Kagome's ring as Inuyasha made his vows. Eri, who was Kagome's maid of honor, gave Kagome Inuyasha's ring, which she slipped onto the hanyou's ring finger, making her vows, which were simply the words,

 

“The whispers turn to shouting.

“The shouting turns to tears.

“Your tears turn into laughter,

“And it takes away our fears.”

 

She held his hand gently, and she smiled as their eyes met, molten amber crashing into warm brown. “Always,” she whispered.

 

Inuyasha smiled, his eyes filling with ecstatic tears that he had no intention of shedding as he cupped her small, sharp chin in his hand. He closed his eyes, sighing contentedly. “I knew the Kamis made you just for me.” His lips crashed into hers right as the priest behind them pronounced them husband and wife.

 

They were now - finally - Mr. and Mrs. Inuyasha and Kagome Taisho.

 

 

Wowee, that was a long one. I'm glad I got it down finally, though. I've got this entire thing planned out, but I just haven't gotten all the details down yet. Sucks, I know.

 

Coming soon:

 

Chapter Four: Letters in the Attic.