InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Lover Untamed ❯ Chapter seven ( Chapter 7 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

“—Yukhanza Fair was erupted in utter chaos when one of the fair’s newer attractions, a ‘half man, half monster’ that is allegedly owned by one Morikawa Onigumo, escaped from his restraints and terrorized the fair grounds. Many policemen and security guards, along with other brave souls, were injured by this demon in an attempt to capture him, and several people suffered from severe lacerations and wounds, however thankfully no one has died.

“An authorized search has been released in order to catch his beast and put him back in restraints before he can injure anybody else. This demon is deemed a dangerous creature, and it is strongly recommended that citizens stay within the safety their homes with doors and windows locked until he is captured. If you see a humanoid demon with silver hair and red eyes, a lean build, weight and height roughly around 195 pounds and 6’2”,  you are strongly encouraged to call the number at the bottom of the screen and notify authorities immediately. Do not attempt to capture him on your own.  In the mean time, his owner, Morikawa Onigumo, has issued an emergency press conference concerning his demon and we’ll be going there live in just a few moments.

“In other news, a young woman, one Higurashi Kagome, has gone missing earlier today at around 1:47 PM after she had visited the Yukhanza fair with her boyfriend, Kouga Matsuno, who swears that she had been abducted by the beast that had escaped from his cage. Several eyewitnesses claim to have seen the young woman snatched by the demon before they disappeared.  If you have any information on Higurashi’s abduction, please call the number at the bottom of the screen ASAP.”

As promised, the press conference Onigumo had issued was going live on the television now and there stood The Ring Leader himself behind a podium, a million and one cameras surrounding him and microphones stationed all around him.  He looked exhausted and irritated at the same time, and his answers were snappish.  A slim woman with red eyes and raven hair whisked into a bun stood behind him, donned in a crisp business suit and with an annoyed expression on her pale features.

He was explaining that he’d do whatever means necessary to find the demon and make sure stronger restraints were manufactured so there was not a repeat performance, blah, blah, blah, he was terribly sorry, he should have been more responsible, yada, yada. Question after question was fired at him nonstop, and through it all, the woman remained silent, only glaring at the cameras and the occasional idiot who asked a stupid question.  Several times Onigumo appeared flustered and it was obvious he was impatient to get the conference done and over with.

Kagome Higurashi turned the volume down on the TV and dropped her head in her hands, feeling drained, exhausted, and downright miserable.  Sango was right - her “abduction” and Inuyasha’s escape was all over the news, nearly on every single channel her cable provider offered.  Search parties were out there looking for both of them, and Kagome felt like a wanted criminal or something.  No doubt the streets were swamped with policemen and other various officers that were armed with weapons and trained to hunt down beings such as Inuyasha. And her mother must be worried sick. Kagome desperately wanted to call her and reassure her that she was alright, but something kept holding her back.  Maybe it was because Kagome knew the older woman would either demand her daughter to come home, or immediately contact the police or something to that affect.  The young woman couldn’t risk that, the main reason being the demon currently seated on the floor next to her legs, crossed legged and straight-backed as he stared ahead at the TV, arms crossed.

Kagome smiled slightly. He was like her shadow; always around her, offering silent support, refusing to leave her side for even a few moments.  She wouldn’t admit it, but Kagome appreciated the gesture.  It was nice to have someone caught up in the same mess as her, almost comforting in a way.  And somehow, the young woman knew that Inuyasha would protect her from everything and that thought made her relax. Yes. With Inuyasha with her, Sango, Miroku and herself would be able to come up with something to get out of this situation.

Currently, her two friends were in the kitchen, chatting quietly to each other, of what Kagome wasn’t sure.  If she had to guess, it was what to do now that the couple was up to speed on everything and that Inuyasha was not a threat to her. Miroku, though, was another story. Kagome suspected one of the reasons why he was sticking like glue to her was because he was wary of the other male and every time Miroku dared come within touching distance of Kagome, the silver-haired demon would growl threateningly and move in between the two of them, as if protecting her from her perverted friend.  Kagome found it highly amusing – Miroku did not.  

Sango thought it was hilarious.

The thought of her over protective friend made her wrinkle her nose and release a soft sigh, which did not escape her companion’s notice.  Inuyasha’s ear twitched and he looked over his shoulder at her, his expression inquisitive and his eyes displaying his concern.  Kagome blinked, and then flashed him a small but reassuring smile.  Inuyasha’s eyes softened and abruptly he reached back to hoist himself up on the couch next to her then slipped his hands around her waist to tug her closer and bury his face in her neck, a deep rumble emitting from his chest.  Kagome’s face flamed and she squeaked in surprise, her hands automatically going to his shoulders to try and push him off.  He wouldn’t budge, and that somehow did not surprise her.  Kagome sighed.

He was like a leech.  Whenever he managed to get a hold of her – which was when Kagome’s guard was down in which he always seemed to detect when they were – he wouldn’t let go until Kagome threatened to throw away the ramen in her cabinets. That always seemed to work.  Inuyasha had developed a love for the Japanese noodles and insisted it was what he ate whenever he was hungry.  Which was often.  Needless to say, Kagome’s ramen supply was running short.

Giving up on trying to get him release her, Kagome just grunted and leaned back and felt Inuyasha’s grasp around her waist tighten and she wanted to smack when she felt his lips curl up into a smug smile against her neck.  Oddly she was getting quite used to this by now, and she admitted to herself that…it felt kind of nice, being held like this without anything sexual behind it.  Kouga had never been the cuddling type, and whenever he held her it was always a hint that he was looking for some nookie.  Actually, come to think of it, whenever Kouga was affectionate it had always led sex.  Kagome frowned.  She couldn’t believe it took her this long to realize it, and what was more, being held by another male with no sexual undertone led her to his discovery.  She didn’t exactly know what to make of that.

Inuyasha… Kagome closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation of Inuyasha’s arms around her and the gentle, soothing rumble vibrating in his chest, momentarily forgetting about her boyfriend.  While she had to admit that Inuyasha was a sexual creature as well – he had certainly proved that enough – not once did he pressure her for anything.  It wasn’t a secret that he was attracted to her, Kagome blushingly surmised, and he knew that she was attracted to him too.  But knowing this, still did he not force her to do anything and he respected her.  Kouga had always pleaded for sex whenever she wasn’t in the mood, and more often than not he’d seduce her and do everything in his power until he got her into bed. The thought made her grimace.  In the end, he’d always gotten what he wanted, didn’t he.  Kagome suddenly felt dirty and wanted to go take a shower.

But that was ridiculous, wasn’t it?  Kouga was her boyfriend, it was normal to engage in sexual activities with him.  But not every night, which was what the wolf-demon seemed to deem as normal.  Kagome was only human after all, not a demon.  Out of the blue, Kagome wondered how Inuyasha would be like in bed.  Her face flamed at the thought and she tried to halt the promiscuous train of thought, but her brain had other ideas.  Suddenly, instead of Kouga hovering above her with lustful eyes and arrogant smirk, it was Inuyasha and Kagome’s blood heated in her veins.  Without her permission, her traitorous brain started conjuring up images of the silver-haired demon and herself in bed, with no clothes, doing sinful acts that made her belly erupt in butterflies and her heart to thunder in her chest.  

The rumble in Inuyasha’s chest stopped, and he froze against her.  Kagome stiffened and her eyes shot open.  Oh god…could he…could he smell her? Swallowing the sudden lump in her throat, the mocha-eyed woman sat there and waited for. For what, she hadn’t a clue.  

She didn’t have to wait long.  Inuyasha’s rumble had started up again, but this time it was deeper, more like a growling purr and it turned her inside to jelly.  A clawed hand repositioned itself onto her thigh while the other trailed up her back to brush his claws against the nape of her neck, sending shivers crawling along her spine.  Pleased at the reaction, Inuyasha opened his mouth and pressed his lips against her neck, mouthing the flesh and grazing his teeth against it.  Kagome gasped and his lips quirked into a smirk.  Encouraged, the hand on her thigh traveled upward to stealthily sneak under her shirt to splay across her flat stomach.  In response, the muscles quivered under his touch.  

Biting her lip to refrain from making any peculiar sounds and alert the two in her kitchen, the young woman jumped when she felt something warm and wet flick against her neck and her hands flew to his arm, her nails digging into his skin.  “Inu…s-stop,” she pleaded in a breathy whisper, but he ignored her in favor of trailing his mouth up her neck to her jaw, then further north to her ear, where he drew her earlobe into his mouth and nibbled on it.  A sound between a moan and a gasp sounded in the back of her throat and she clamped her mouth shut to prevent any other sounds from escaping.

Inuyasha responded with a noise of his own, something akin to a pleased whine, and the hand at her neck reached up to sink its fingers into her onyx hair, and then gently pulled her head back.  His mouth was on her neck again, hot, wet and demanding and Kagome had a hard time remembering why she was trying to be quiet…

“Are we interrupting anything?”

Oh yeah. Now she remembered.

Kagome’s eyes shot open – when had they closed? – and once again her face rivaled that of a tomato and she sputtered incoherently as common sense returned.  Her chocolate gaze found Miroku and Sango standing in the threshold of the living room, the former looking entirely too pleased with what he’d stumbled upon and the latter the exact opposite.

Her blush darkened and she struggled in Inuyasha’s hold, putting her hands on his chest and shoving with all her might – which wasn’t much, compared to his demon strength.  “Inuyasha,” she squeaked, mortified to be caught in such a compromising position with her demon companion.  He didn’t seem to have any problem with having an audience.  He only grunted and continued his ministrations on her neck, the hand on her belly not even moving an inch.  

A loud and not so subtle throat clearing sounded and that seemed to finally have an effect on the mischievous demon.  He paused, slowly pulled away from her as if he had all the time in the world, then shifted around to wrap his arms around her again and glare petulantly at Sango, and for some reason one word came to Kagome’s mind.

Mine.

Miroku snickered, and a sharp jab to his ribs shut him up.  

Glaring right back, Sango crossed her arms then turned her attention to her best friend.  She raised an eyebrow, and Kagome blushed, looking away.  She heard Sango sigh, and dared a glance at her.  Her friend was still staring disapprovingly at Inuyasha, but at least it wasn’t a death glare.  Kagome relaxed slightly, and then she suddenly found herself on Inuyasha’s lap with his arms arresting her middle and his chin resting on her shoulder.  She blinked, stared down at the muscular arms holding her down, and tried pulling them off.  His grasp only tightened.

She sighed and gave up, leaning back into him.  Why did she even bother anymore?

Miroku and Sango ambled over to them and both seated themselves on the coffee table in front of the couch.  Inuyasha growled in warning, his scarlet gaze locked on Miroku, and said man laughed nervously, rubbing the sore spot on his ribs and scooted closer to Sango for protection.  

Sango was still staring reproachfully at him.   “She’s not a rag doll, you know.  Stop man handling like she’s nothing more than a toy.”

Inuyasha snorted and proceeded to ignore her.

Sango frowned and opened her mouth to no doubt repeat herself, most likely with a little more heat, but Kagome decided it was time to intervene before things got too ugly.  “Sango,” she said sharply and tossed her a look that clear said “quit it or else.”  Sango huffed, rolled her eyes but complied and crossed her arms.

Heaving a sigh, Kagome pinched the bridge of her nose and felt her back vibrate; Inuyasha was making that rumble again and she wanted to smile at how considerate he was being. He was probably sensing her distress, and was trying to make her feel better, because he knew she liked it when he did that.  Sneaky dog…

“Ahem,” Miroku said, breaking the silence and the females of the group turned their gazes to him.  He smiled charmingly.  “Perhaps now would be a good time to tell Kagome what we thought of, beloved,” he said to the woman beside him and Sango nodded, suddenly serious.  

“We’ve been talking,” she stated unnecessarily.  Kagome figured that’s what they were discussing in the kitchen.  “We think we might have a solution for all of this.”

Kagome immediately straightened but couldn’t get very far with Inuyasha’s arms pinning her to him.  “Tell me,” she demanded, her eyes bright and hopeful.

She didn’t like the glance that her two friends shared, even more so the hesitant pause before Sango continued.  “Well…we’ve thought about everything you’ve told us and while we’re respecting your desire to protect him from this Onigumo guy and the authorities, and even understand it, that doesn’t mean we have to like it, Kagome.  We both want what's best for you, and frankly…” She turned her gaze to the demon behind her.  She sighed.  “Kagome, he doesn’t belong here.  He’s…he’s uncivilized.”

Kagome frowned, and apparently Inuyasha did not like that.  He snarled at her and had it not been for the soft touch on his arm from the woman in his lap, he would have showed her just how uncivilized he could be.  Still he growled unpleasantly and Kagome absently stroked his arm with her fingers and he gradually began to relax beneath her.  Kagome dropped her gaze to the floor and bit her lip, gathering her thoughts, mentally bracing herself for what she was about to say.  Her two closest friends weren’t going to like it, but Kagome was adamant in her decision.  

With enough patience and time while hidden away from the outside world, Kagome was almost positive that she could help Inuyasha along the path to being a civilized individual again.  Something told her that he hadn’t always been like this; barely able to speak, unfamiliar with everyday things and with a primal edge to everything he did.  And what’s more, Kagome somehow knew that Inuyasha wanted it almost as much as she did.  With the way he struggled to speak, with every growl and frown he made, and the way his face would light up whenever he made a small accomplishment, it was obvious to the young woman that this demon, Inuyasha, wanted to be normal again.

And besides… Kagome allowed a small, fond smile to curl her lips as she absently drew patterns on his muscled arm with a finger.  I have a hunch that Inuyasha wouldn’t be so keen on leaving me. The thought of Inuyasha refusing to leave her side sent another batch of butterflies to erupt in her tummy, but it was a pleasant feeling this time and unconsciously she leaned back into his warmth.  The silver-haired demon sighed softly and nuzzled her neck with his nose. It was hard to believe that Kagome was already getting used to Inuyasha’s little actions of affection, the animalistic noises he made, and the leashed strength that lied within him.  She was even beginning to enjoy them…

“Kagome?”

“Hm?” Kagome blinked, her eyes coming back into focus and then she realized that Miroku and Sango were staring expectantly at her, though the latter had a hard edge to her expression. Oops. Apparently she’d zoned out.  Blushingly slightly, Kagome cleared her throat and sat up straight in Inuyasha’s lap, as much as she could anyway, and stared between her two friends, coming to rest on Sango.  

“Guys…I want to help Inuyasha become a civilized person again.”

Two sets of jaws dropped.  “Kagome—” Sango began, but said woman held up a hand, halting her friend’s speech.

“Hear me out.” Sango snapped her mouth shut and conceded, but didn’t look too happy about it. Kagome continued.  “I know Inuyasha is a little…rough around the edges.  But you haven’t known him as long as I have.”

Sango looked shocked. “Kagome, he kidnapped you!  Know him?!  You’ve only known him for—!”

“Sango,” Kagome interrupted sharply, directing a look at her.

“But—”

“Dearest.” This time it was Miroku who interrupted her and he laid a hand on her arm, the look in his eyes telling her to just hear their friend out.  Sango’s mouth opened and closed, stunned, but in the end she finally sighed in defeat and waved a hand at her friend impatiently.

Kagome gave Miroku a thankful smile and continued.  “Despite the fact that he did kidnap me, Sango, I believe that it isn’t his intention to harm me in any way.  On the contrary, he’s actually quite protective of me.  I know it may sound ludicrous, because he is the same demon that escaped from ‘specially manufactured restraints’ and mortally wounded dozens of people at the fair, but if you think about it, he was only trying to protect himself.  I mean, what creature in their right mind would want to be captured and be taken back into custody all over again, with shackles on their hands and wrists, their freedom ripped away from them?”

Sango bit her lip to keep from pointing out that Inuyasha wasn’t in his right mind and begrudgingly let her friend finish what she had to say.

“Plus, from the entire time you guys have been here, has Inuyasha been even the tiniest bit threatening to me?  Honestly, I think you guys are more of a threat to him, if you don’t mind my saying so.  He thinks you’re here to take me away from him, and Miroku—” She gestured to her lecherous friend.  “—you’re a rival male to him, so that’s why he’s always growling at you and staying between us.” Inwardly, Kagome wondered where all of this was coming from.  She had no idea of the inner workings of Inuyasha’s mind, but somehow she knew what she was saying was spot on and she found herself believe every word of it.

“So knowing that, I don’t think it would be too hard to help him become what he used to be.  He hasn’t always been like this, of that I’m sure.  Inuyasha can speak, but only with broken sentences and words.  He’s familiar with a few house hold appliances, and can even operate some of them.”  She decided not to tell them about how he had destroyed her answering machine.  “Inuyasha listens to me and understands what I’m saying, so I know it’s not possible for him to learn to speak again and become a civilized individual.  All he needs is someone who’s willing to teach him.  I’m no teacher, but…” She smiled again and turned her head slightly to glance down at him, where his chin was still positioned on her shoulder.  His scarlet eyes stared back up at her and something flashed across the ruby depths.  

“I really think I can do this,” she finished then turned her gaze back toward her friends, resolution shining within the coffee orbs.  “I want to do this.”

Sitting before her on the coffee table, Miroku and Sango stared silently back at her, their gazes calculating, thoughtful and indecisive.  Finally, in what seemed like a small eternity, Sango released a sigh and Miroku offered a small, but genuine smile.

“If this is what you want, Kagome,” he began carefully, hesitating slightly.  

Sango picked up where he left off.  “Then…we’ll support you.”

Kagome’s eyes widened and she beamed at them, breaking free of Inuyasha’s hold to leap forward and wrap her two friends in a grateful hug.  “Thank you so much guys!  I promise I can do it, and I’m so glad I have your support.  You guys are the best!” She gave them one last squeeze, and finally pulled back, her eyes bright and her smile so wide it crinkled the corners of her eyes.  She sat back down on Inuyasha’s lap and his arms once more slipped around her, but not as tight as before. If Sango or Miroku noticed, they didn’t say anything or just decided to ignore it.

Closing her eyes and pinching the bridge of her nose, Sango decided she’d done enough talking and gestured to her boyfriend to tell her what they’d come up with.  He nodded.  “Kagome,” Miroku began, his usual easygoing expression serious.  “While you probably already know this, I’m going to tell you anyway.  Please, be careful.  I believe you when you say that Inuyasha will not harm you, but remember, he is a demon with little coherent thought and the simplest thing can set him off.”

Inuyasha snorted his opinion of that statement, but did nothing more.  Kagome urged him on, impatient.  Miroku sighed.  “Alright.  Sango and I know somebody who might be able to help you.  Her name is Kaede, and while she’s old, she’s very smart and versed in the ways of demons.  She has a young fox tyke living with her at the moment; however I’m sure she has room for another one, as well as yourself.” He thrust a hand through his hair and blew out his cheeks in a sigh.  “It’d be best if you go and pack up while Sango and I contact her and explain the situation.”

Kagome nodded and patted Inuyasha’s arms to let her up.  He did, and the young woman stood up, her two friends following suit.  Before she left for her room, though, she stepped forward and captured Miroku in a hug, whispering a heartfelt “thank you.” He smiled and returned her hug, and for once Inuyasha remained silent and allowed the contact between them.  Next Kagome turned to Sango, gave her a watery smile, hugged her as well, and she choked back a sob when she felt her best friend’s arms wrap around her just as tightly.  

“I care about you, Kagome,” Sango said softly, near tears herself.  “You’re like a sister to me…I don’t know what I’d do if something happened to you.” She pulled back and stared into her beloved friend’s eyes, which were shining with unshed tears.  

Kagome cupped her cheek. “I know, Sango.  You’re like a sister to me too, and I love you so much.  It means so much to me that you’re letting me do this and you’re with me all the way.  I promise you, Sango, that nothing bad will happen.  Inuyasha will protect me, I know it.”

Sango’s gaze flicked toward the demon in question and their eyes locked.  Inuyasha regarded her silently with crimson eyes for a few seconds, and then jerked his head forward once, confirming Kagome’s statement.  Sango sucked in a breath, gave her own curt nod, and offered a tiny, hesitant smile before focusing back on Kagome.   “I trust you,” she finally said and was rewarded with a genuine smile from her best friend, her sister.  

“Thank you,” Kagome said softly, hugged her once more, then finally pulled back and started for her bedroom to start packing.  Inuyasha trailed silently behind her as Miroku pulled out his cell phone and dialed the old woman known as Kaede.

Once she was in her room, Kagome sat down on the bed, closed her eyes as her brain finally got caught up to speed on what was happening.  She was going to teach Inuyasha to go back to normal.  Her two best friends were going to help her, and were even contacting someone to ask if she could stay there in the meantime, safe and away from the prying eyes of the government and The Ring Leader.  This Kaede woman could even help her as well, if what Miroku said was true and she was truly versed in the ways of demons.  But of course, she had to agree first.

Kagome worried her bottom lip and twisted her hands in her lap, suddenly feeling a little unsure of everything. What if Kaede refused to help?  Miroku had said there was already a young fox living with her; what if one demon was her quota and she didn’t want a full grown dog demon living with her too?  What if she didn’t have room?  What if she allowed her to stay, but not Inuyasha?  What if—

Large, clawed hands suddenly covered her own and Kagome jumped, looking up to find concerned scarlet eyes staring into her own.  Her breath hitched in her throat, and Inuyasha leaned forward to rest his forehead against her own and rub his nose against hers.  And just like that, all of Kagome’s worries melted away and she smiled gratefully at the demon before her.  “Thank you, Inuyasha,” she whispered and in response, Inuyasha returned her smile and his lips brushed across her own.

Her heart skipped a beat and her face flamed with heat.  Had Inuyasha just…kissed her? Before she could really contemplate what had just happened, Miroku appeared in the door way and announced with a smile that Kaede was happy to let them stay and would help Kagome out as much as she could.

Feeling one hundred times better than a few moments ago, Kagome smiled eagerly then hastily began packing up her things; clothes, toiletries, shoes, her cell phone, laptop, and anything else that she could manage to stuff into her duffel bag.  If she forgot anything, she was sure Miroku or Sango could make a trip back to her apartment and retrieve it for her.

Ten minutes later and the four of them had managed to smuggle Inuyasha into the back of Kagome’s car undetected, disguised in a hooded sweatshirt and Kouga’s jeans, and were on their way to Kaede’s home, located deep and safely in the very heart of the forest.