InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Lies, Letters, and Calloused Fingertips. ❯ And Violet Eyes Will Grow Wider. ( Chapter 10 )

Lies, Letters, and Calloused Fingertips.

 

Chapter Ten: And Violet Eyes Will Grow Wider.

 

It was good to see Kagome so red-faced after laughing. The day following their lovemaking felt, to Inuyasha, just like old times in the Sengoku Jidai; the relationship part, that is. Things were easygoing, and they slept in nice and late, rising at around two in the afternoon. Ko and Shippo had left them a note saying that they were off to meet up with two of their grown kits and some grandkits for the day, so they had the place to themselves all day long. As the afternoon wore on, the duo goofed and lazed around the giant house that they both called home, and, soon, it was early evening. The temperature was just starting to drop outside when Inuyasha decided that he was going to cook, and they both felt like breakfast. So, after a few minutes, they found themselves sitting, together, at the island counter in the kitchen, drinking coffee and eating apple cinnamon pancakes, his new specialty. Kagome had learned only recently that her hanyou had become quite the cook in all the years they'd spent apart.

 

She still wondered, in the back of her mind as they laughed and joked and smiled, what it had been like for him to have her, then suddenly be alone once more, and then for her to just suddenly return. Of course, he had Keiko to keep him company… she thought soberly, swallowing the huge lump that had begun to form in her throat.

 

Inuyasha said something random and funny, and Kagome burst into contagious laughter once again, Inuyasha chuckling with her. As Kagome finished her giggling, her husband sat back in his chair and smiled at her. Using her index finger in conjunction with her fork, she loaded her utensil up with bits of apple and pancakes, watching her mate through it all.

 

Suddenly, a thought crossed Inuyasha's mind, and his golden eyes darted to the window; his face fell slightly, and Kagome sensed his sudden anxiety. She was puzzled by his change in demeanor.

 

“What's on your mind?”

 

He shrugged lazily. “Nothin', really.”

 

Kagome smirked at him wryly, chewing slowly. She swallowed. “You're lying.”

 

“So what if I am, wench? What's it to you?”

 

The former priestess rolled her eyes at him, sticking her tongue out before shoving another forkful of pancakes into her mouth. As she chewed, Kagome watched him stew. “Whatever it is that's got you bummed, I'm pretty sure it doesn't give you license to be a jerk.”

 

He glared at her, standing abruptly at her comment, picking up his cleaned plate and walking around her, into the kitchen. “Well, it's part of who I am apparently, so you can either deal with it or get the fuck out,” he snapped over his shoulder at her.

 

Kagome's jaw dropped, and she gaped at him as he turned and walked away from the sink. “What is wrong with you this morning?” she wanted to know, standing to meet him as he approached for her plate. Inuyasha refused to meet her eyes, trying to reach around her for the dish. She stopped him, laying her hand gently on his arm; his golden eyes met hers, and they both stood there, staring at one another. “I mean,” Kagome continued in a low tone, “you must be the most bipolar man - no, bipolar person - that I have ever met! We had a really fantastic thing going here, and then you want to go and fuck it all up with stories of Kikyo!”

 

Kagome's eyes widened, and Inuyasha's lips parted in disbelief. She slapped a hand over her mouth, looking away from her husband. He stared at her, not quite sure if he'd heard her correctly.

 

“I need to make sure,” he mumbled as she stepped away; he followed, stepping closer to her. His body pressed up against her arm, and she glanced his way, letting her hand fall back down to her side. “Did you really just say Kikyo?”

 

Kagome swallowed, taking a few deep breaths. She mumbled something.

 

“What did you say?”

 

She turned and glared at him. “I said I don't know!” she practically yelled at him. Turning, she stormed off, leaving the room. He followed her, calling her name. “Kagome! Kagome, stop! Come back here, woman!”

 

“Stop, Inuyasha!”

 

“I know what you said! I heard you! Stop!”

 

She stopped and whirled on him; he almost ran into her, and he was especially surprised when she slapped him across the face. She reared up to slap him again, and Inuyasha caught her hand by the wrist, stopping her in her tracks. “Damn you, Inuyasha!” she whispered, tears leaking from the corners of her eyes. “You just had to pull me into this world of yours! And I knew - everyone knew! From the beginning, it was as if it was preordained that I would fall in love with you!”

 

The stunned look on Inuyasha's face hit Kagome like a ton of bricks, and she ripped her arm out of his grasp and turned away.

 

He stood there, then, snapping out of it, he ran after her. “Kagome, wait! Wait, wait, wait…” He caught up to her, gently taking her elbow in his hand. “Wait, wait, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!”

 

“Why are you sorry?” she wondered as harsh sobs began to wrack her petite body. He wrapped his arms tightly around her, and she fell into his embrace, her anger suddenly stifled by his warmth and intensity.

 

They both stood there, and Kagome cried out, “What happened to us, Inuyasha?” His arms tightened around her almost painfully, and he sighed into her hair. “Everything was so simple before the stupid well closed up! We were happy, and we were going to be parents, and we could live there, in the feudal era! I would've been so happy there with you, but now…” She shook her head. “And I know that it's completely unrealistic of me to have expected you to stay celibate the entire time we were apart, but that doesn't make it hurt any less!” She sighed and snuggled closer in his embrace.

 

Inuyasha just stood there, listening and holding her close. His eyes squeezed shut as he felt the minutes ticking by, and, suddenly, there was a pulse, a palpable throbbing of the air around them. Kagome tried to leap back, to pull away - the pulse was so familiar, yet she couldn't believe that it was time again already. But when Inuyasha finally released her and she tilted her head back to look up at him, there he stood in fully human form, his hair ebony and his eyes violet. He sighed underneath her gaze and reached up, tucking a stray strand of his midnight locks behind a very human ear.

 

Her husband gave her a sheepish, fangless smile. “This is what was bothering me earlier,” he murmured, taking a step back from her.

 

Kagome's face instantly flushed a deep scarlet. “Oh! I'm sorry…”

 

“For what?” he interrupted.

 

“For going off on you like that earlier,” she told him. “I should've known.”

 

“Keh,” he replied, looking away from her. “S'not your fault. I shouldn't have been such a baka about it.”

 

She stared at him for a moment. He stared back, unsure of what she would say next. Then he got his answer in the form a brilliant smirk that made his extremities tingle. “When did you learn how to apologize, Mr. Taisho?”

 

Inuyasha snickered at her, throwing his arm around her waist and pulling her close once again. “When disputes in this strange world of ours became more about words than about swords, Mrs. Taisho,” he answered, his tone thick with something other than amusement. His violet eyes perused her luscious form, which was mostly hidden beneath a silk baby blue chemise, the skirt of which ended halfway down her slim thighs.

 

Kagome couldn't stifle her nervous giggle beneath that heated stare, and her mate scooped her up into his arms and carried her back through the house, weaving through hallways and rooms until they found one in particular: their own.

 

The two humans practically hopped into bed together, and Inuyasha began kissing her along her neckline tenderly. She smiled and moaned as he moved downward, his lips never leaving her supple skin for longer than a few seconds.

 

He made love to her tenderly, making sure that she was content and felt safe. He indulged in whatever he could smell of her natural fragrance with his weakened human nose, and he focused most of his attention on her soft skin, rubbing his cheek along her creamy surface. He entered her slowly and with caution, his eyes open and never leaving hers for an instant. As they made smiling love, Inuyasha allowed the entire brunt of his strong human emotions to bathe him completely, and he used them to his advantage.

 

I'm not sure I'd ever get to enjoy Kagome this way as a hanyou… he thought as he brought Kagome to her climax, and his heart sang and swelled at the sight of her face twisting in the intense pleasure he knew that she was feeling.

 

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Kagome sighed as she sat down next to Ko in the living room. “Relax, `Gome,” Ko told the younger woman. “He'll be back soon, won't he?”

 

Kagome shrugged. “I'm not sure, Ko, and neither is he,” she answered. “The tour could go on for up to a year!” She shifted in her seat and leaned against the arm of the sofa, crossing her arms over and laying her head sideways on top of them. Closing her eyes, she let out a calm breath through her nose. “He's only been gone for five weeks, and we may have been fighting like cats and dogs when he left, but I miss him so much.” As tears filled her eyes once again, she groaned loudly and buried her head deeper into her arms.

 

Ko tilted her head at her friend. “You sure have been awfully tired lately, Kagome. Are you sure you're all right?”

 

Shippo's mate laughed heartily when all Kagome did was shrug, her face still hidden by her arms and the arm of the sofa. Kagome finally lifted her head and looked at Ko, giving the other woman a bright smile. She even chuckled alongside her new friend. “I'm not sure, Ko. I might be sick or something; I'll go to the doctor in the next few days and find out, all right?” Ko nodded her approval, and Kagome shifted in her seat again, swinging her legs out from underneath her. As she stood, the former geisha watched her closely for any and all signs of a possible illness; she found none, other than Kagome's exhausted posture and slight lack of color.

 

The former priestess walked in the direction of the kitchen, disappearing around a corner. “You feel like something to drink?” she called, and Ko just shook her head, though she knew Kagome couldn't see her. “No, thanks!” she hollered back, her voice echoing shamelessly through the house.

 

Kagome didn't answer.

 

All of a sudden, there was small noise from down the hallway; Ko's head shot up, and she stared in the direction the ominous sound came from. “Kagome?” she called.

 

She still didn't answer.

 

Ko stood, her anxiety level spiking; her chest was quickly filling with an adrenaline-pumping mixture of dread and fear. As she walked across the room, reaching the door, she called her friend's name again.

 

Ko was only met by the same, heavy silence.

 

“Kagome?” Her entire body tensed, cold with terror, and she flew into a run down the corridor, finding her way to the kitchen with ease. There, she found Kagome sprawled on the tile floor, unconscious.

 

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A/N: A little cliffhanger for ya there… *cue maniacal laughter*

 

Also, I didn't include it in this chapter, but here's my playlist for this chapter:

 

“She Will Be Loved” by Maroon 5

“Hey Soul Sister” by Train

 

BTW, a note to Nikkie: If I did that, wouldn't that be my third TOS violation?? Wouldn't that get me kicked off the site?? *snicker* That would suck…

 

Next Time:

 

Chapter Eleven: Concussions and Consequences.