InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Love Affair ❯ Chapter 3

Without Further Ado:

Chapter 3

Dyson ran his fingers through his hair, a habit he was starting to pick up when frustrated. The unruly brown curls bouncing back into position as he entered the Dal Riata. The bar had become an escape, for the few hours he was there he could drink away the ache, pushing her memory to the back of his mind for as long as he could. He regretted so much, mostly what he'd never had the opportunity to do, it haunted him day and night.

But now he would be thinking of that male, struggling to put a name to such familiar eyes. It would be a momentary distraction, before quickly being forgotten when thoughts of his mate fluttered to the forefront of his mind.

Maybe he could see about riding himself of the memories?

As soon as the thought entered his mind, he pushed it away. He'd suffer through the ache for an eternity before forgetting her. She was his happiness and would forever be his one true mate. The time they shared together would always hold a place in his heart.

In his primal form, the shape-shifter had been wondering Japan, a part of it from boredom and another from this incessant need. For months the lone wolf had wandered from place to place with no real destination in mind before making his way to the island off of China. Here, just as in most of Asia, youkai roamed wildly with little order. There were several ruling houses, but they only ruled over those in their territory.

Keeping to his wolf form was proving safer as fae were viewed as lesser than youkai. Though he didn't doubt his ability to take on the lesser youkai, he just didn't want the hassle of it.

Currently, the wolf had been tracking a scent. Its alluring musk calling to his inner-self, his wolf demanding he search out the owner of such a pleasing aroma. Traces of vanilla and sweet raspberries mixed with the creamy fragrance that his mind currently swam blissfully within, a sense of calm settling on his body but his wolf raced and soul aches. Whatever the source, Dyson had to obtain it.

With his nose raised he breathed deeply, dewy minerals were now intermixing with the source. Heat heaving the air. The source was at a hot spring, and close.

He moved swiftly and silently through the brush til he was confident the source of the scent lay below. Peering through the bush hazel eyes widened at the sight before him.

It was a woman, a human woman.

A towel was wrapped about her waist as nimble fingers worked through thick strands of raven hair. Her feet submerged in the heated water as she slowly went about her bathing routine. Gold razes from the late afternoon sun streamed through the canopy overhead to dance on her creamy skin. She hummed to herself before sapphire eyes snapped towards him.

"I know your there," her voice danced in his ears with a melody of soothing tones.

He stepped through, his heart racing as he made the few steps it took to be at her side. Her eyes meeting his with a content smile on pink her lips.

"I know your not a youkai, but also not a wolf," her eyes brimmed with interest. "My names Kagome, what's yours?"

"Dyson!" the shape-shifter blinked at his name, startled from his daydreaming. Hazel eyes found a lighter shade of hazel green. "Glad you could make it my man," the other male came up clapping his shoulder in greeting.

"Good to see you, Hale," Dyson grinned taking the male's offered drink. "You do know there are other bars, right?" he teased while tasting the dark brew, before drinking heavily of the strong tasting beer.

"True but they don't have the same selection of beautiful women," the siren sighed blissfully, his eyes trailing over the many women in the bar before settling on the back of Kenzi. It was only a moment, but a moment longer than the rest. For months now the siren had been acting more and more affectionate to the spunky human but for whatever reason reframed from acting on his feelings.

Dyson chuckled, squeezing the male's shoulder in silent understanding. It had been hard coming to terms with loving a human, their lives were shorter but they made up for it with courage, and fierce spirits determined to take all that a mere handful of decades may gift them, loving wholeheartedly and completely. Or at least his mate had.

"Yeah," his voice trailing before he shook his head. "Anywho I think a few more drinks are in order,"

He raised his almost depleted beer. "Sounds like a plan," finishing the drink quickly, the two took a seat on either side of their very drunk human friend.

"Hey there little mama," Hale greeted with a charming smile, a hand lingering on her back as he took his seat.

"H-hey guys!" The small human slurred.

"You're in a good mood," the wolf teased.

"The best!" Kenzi cheered. "We got paid *hiccup, and my bestie is getting her freak on *hiccup* with a uo-kae hottie!" though the petit human had been drunk before, this was always a fantastic sight.

Though Dyson was curious at the butchered word she'd struggled with. His eyes swiveled to the shorter male who, while cleaning, shook his head. "It's pronounced youkai, Kenzi, and that gentleman wasn't some average youkai, he and his mother are Daiyoukai,"

His eyes widened. "There are some in town?"

Trick nodded.

"Another drink for Ms. Taishō," Fayre grinned to her boss. "I don't know what Tazanna's problem was with her, she's such a sweetheart! And her aura is so nice," the Devas fairy purred out. Amber mixed emerald eyes brimming with kindness for the Daiyoukai, the swirl depths glowing against her deep olive skin that shone with warmth from days in the sun. Her golden auburn hair falling to frame her statuesque face.

"I do hope you're treating her with the utmost respect," Trick sighed. After Tazanna's rudeness, he'd forgone charging the Daiyoukai, he'd be having a chat with the pixie later.

"Of course!" The girl taking it almost as an insult with mock hurt crossing her playful features. "She's so sweet, and a good tipper," she winked. Grabbing the new glass for her table, the devas fairy was happy to see that Trick had put an actual sizable amount in the glass the last drink hadn't even been half-full.

Dyson looked to Trick. "Daiyoukai? Here? Do you know what they want?" He asked quickly. It had been centuries since he'd encountered a youkai of such status. He shivered at the mere thought of Sesshomaru and his murderously cold eyes.

"There are two; Lady Taishō and her son, of the Tsukiakari no asashin royal house," he informed.

Sweat gathered on Hale and Dyson's brows, both fearful. Dyson a bit more so as he had met the ruler of the clan before it was ever created; Sesshomaru: the killing perfection. But he had only heard stories of his general. He could only be thankful that it wasn't Sesshomaru, the Daiyoukai might kill him. Their very brief encounter was not a pleasant one, and from what his mate said the demon was known to hold a grudge.

Between the two shocked Fae, Kenzi drank happily while also enjoying the order of potato skins in front of her.

"From what they told me, they seem to be on vacation," the blood mage laughed his dark eyes switching to his daiyoukai guest.

Curious Dyson followed the mage's line of sight.

~o.O~O.o~

Once out of the bar the kitsune had made quick work of getting his succubus to his room. A snap of his youki magic had them teleported to the lavish apartment. Though the succubus had marveled at the show of power it hadn't last as she turns hungry eyes his direction.

His lips found hers in a dominating kiss, full of primal desire for the woman he cradled to his chest. An arm secures her to him at the waist while his hand threading through her hair to cradle the back of her skull.

Her hands met his body in a fevered manner, pulling at his clothes with wanton hunger.

Shippo tugged at her hair exciting a moan from his new lover. "Why rush?" He purrs, taking note of the delicious tremors his voice created. His lips fell to her throat, trail hot kisses down to her pulse, his fangs grazing the sensitive flesh.

She whined wantonly, a flare of pleasurable pulses exiting her body in warm bursts.

He pressed himself to her, flaring out his youki, it settled on them amplifying the sexual energy that buzzed between them. "Hope you didn't have any plans for the night,"

"Only you," came her breathing reply.

With a breathy chuckle, his lips found hers once more.

~o.O~O.o~

His heart leapt into his throat, thundering beats echoing through his head. His stomach flipped and tightened to the point he felt nauseous. Dyson was frozen, his lungs now depleted of air as he was left unable to breathe. Any strength he may have had was zapped from his body now overcome with a whitewash of pain and anguish that cut through his soul.

Across the way, sapphire eyes stared back at him, the sparkling pools glowing in the dim light of the bar.