InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ My Succubus Girlfriend ❯ Chapter Six ( Chapter 6 )

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any characters associated with it. This story is rated for a mature audience.

 

Citrus Warning

 

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Inuyasha felt terrible. While his body still hurt from Kikyo's somewhat rough treatment, the memory of what she had just done, what he had let her do, hurt him far more than any physical ache. And here I was worried about her… From his position, he could see Kagome's shocked face.

 

“K-Kikyo?” Kagome whispered softly, taking a small step forward. The woman nodded, a smile spreading across her face. “It really is you!” Kagome shrieked, rushing over to her, jumping into the taller woman's arms. Laughing, Kikyo caught her, hugging her tightly as she spun her around once, setting her down on the floor with a thud. Inuyasha stared up at the two in disbelief. Kagome's reaction was—unexpected.

 

“Look at you!” Kikyo said, holding her out at arm's length as she ran her eyes over Kagome. “You're nothing like how I remembered!” Smiling vehemently, Kikyo reached out to squeeze Kagome's breasts. “Oh how my little sister has fallen!”

 

Sister? They are sisters?! He couldn't see any resemblance. Ah right, Kagome had her appearance changed.

 

Slapping her sister's hands away angrily, Kagome puffed out her cheeks. “Not funny.”

 

“Oh, I think it's hilarious! It's a justice that had been a long time coming; now maybe I can steal some guys from you.” For a fraction of a second, Inuyasha thought he saw a flicker of worry cross Kagome.

 

“I didn't know you were still alive,” Kagome said, diverting the conversation in another direction.

 

“You of all people should know I'm not that easy to kill,” Kikyo replied with a wide grin.

 

“A good thing,” Kagome said, returning the grin. “So why are you here?”

 

“Mother asked me to keep an eye out on you.”

 

“You're the one she sent?”

 

“Yep, why, you don't like it?”

 

“No! No of course not! Quite the opposite!” Kagome said, laughing in relief. “Here I was worried she was going to send one of those arrogant bitches.” She snapped her fingers as she thought. “You know, the three sisters.”

 

“Rosalie, Kathrin and Elisabeth?”

 

“Yeah, they frustrate me to no end.”

 

Kikyo laughed uncomfortably. “You won't need to worry about them. They died a couple hundred years ago.”

 

Kagome's anger dissipated. “R-really?” Kikyo nodded. “O-oh, I didn't know that.”

 

Kikyo shrugged as she looked around the small apartment. “Not your fault. It's a common occurance now. Mom told you there aren't many of us left right?”

 

“She told me.”

 

“She also told you about—”

 

“Yeah, I know about that too.”

 

“Okay. I have to say… I wasn't expecting you to be living in a place like this.” She said as she spun around, smiling over her shoulder at her younger sister. “Can't complain about the food though.” Kagome's eyes flickered over to Inuyasha before focusing back on her sister. Inuyasha wanted to shrivel up and disappear. She has to be pissed… Has to be… And she had every right to be so. The fact that he still couldn't move was beginning to worry him.

 

Moving over to stand next to Kagome, Kikyo leaned close. “Sorry,” she whispered, “I couldn't help but have a taste.” Stepping past her, Kikyo looked over her shoulder. “I have to leave. Mom told me I needed to stay out of sight, but I couldn't resist saying hello at least once.”

 

“I'm glad you did,” Kagome said, turning to face Kikyo. “You have no idea how relieved you made me. I thought for sure Mom was the only family left.”

 

“It's just the three of us,” Kikyo said sadly. Backing against the door, she turned the knob. “We'll talk later okay? I still have work to do.”

 

“Be careful,” Kagome said. Kikyo gave her a smile before backing through the doorway. With a small wave, she closed the door. Rushing over to Inuyasha, Kagome fell to her knees beside his head. “Are you okay? Did she hurt you?” she asked, running her eyes over him in concern.

 

“I'm sorry,” he croaked out miserably.

 

“Huh?”

 

“I—with her—” He stopped, words catching in his throat as tears threatened to escape. He was infuriated with himself.

 

“It doesn't matter.” Though she said otherwise, Inuyasha was sure she was upset. If he wasn't imagining it, she sounded faintly frustrated. And she has every reason to be. I can't believe I was stupid enough to let that happen! “What's important is that you're not hurt.”

 

“I—I can't move,” he said, struggling to move something on his body. It seemed his toes and fingers were the only thing willing to listen, but even moving those were a challenge. Kagome ran her hand along his chest.

 

“You're body is in shock.” She clicked her tongue, shaking her head. “I have to apologize for my sister. It seems she still has the bad habit of playing with her food.” Her face reddened. “Sorry, that was rude of me. Don't worry, give it a couple minutes and feeling will return.”

 

“You don't have to apologize. I deserve worse.”

 

She took a deep breath, releasing it slowly. “As I said before, it doesn't matter.”

 

“But it does!” He said, trying to sit up. For a second, he almost did before quickly collapsing back, his head thumping loudly against the ground. Scooting closer to him, Kagome took his head and rested it in her lap.

 

“Don't move yet.” Her eyes focused on his hand. “What happened here?” she asked as she lifted it closer to her face.

 

He growled in frustration. “Don't change the subject! Why aren't you angry?”

 

“Should I be?” She seemed nonchalant at this point, eyeing his burned hand curiously. Pressing her free hand against it, he felt a soothing coolness run along his arm and when she pulled away, the burn was gone. As amazed as he was at the sight, his attention was on something else.

 

“Yes!” She thought for a moment, her teeth running over her lower lip. Shifting slightly, she pressed her index finger against her thumb and pointed it at Inuyasha's forehead. Frowning as he tried to focus on her finger, she released the pent up energy, her finger flicking him on the head. “Ow.” Unable to rub the sore spot, he wrinkled his forehead in attempt to sooth the prickling sting.

 

“There, happy now?”

 

“Wh—no, of course not! At least—”

 

“Inuyasha, I'm not going to punish you if that's what your hoping for,” she said, her voice low. “I think you are misunderstanding our relationship.”

 

He blinked several times, looking up at her. Working his mouth, he tried several times to form words. “What do you mean?”

 

“You are trying to put us in a normal human relationship.” She shook her head. “Your idea of a proper relationship involves monogamy. For someone like me, that simply isn't possible.” She sighed. “It's my fault. I should have made things clear at the beginning. I never expected things to get this complicated.”

 

He frowned. “What are you trying to say?”

 

“I need to make things clear; I am here with you because of the necklace, nothing more. At school, we act like a couple to make things easier. If you want a relationship that can evolve into something more, I'm afraid you'll have to look elsewhere.”

 

Closing his eyes, Inuyasha took a deep breath. “So when the necklace comes off?”

 

She smiled sadly. “You won't see me again.”

 

Opening his eyes, he gazed up into her eyes. “What if I want to see you?”

 

“I don't think that would be a good idea.”

 

“That's not very fair.”

 

“I know, and I'm sorry. You're a nice guy Inuyasha. You don't deserve this.”

 

He closed his eyes again, exhaustion washing over him. “I'll figure something out.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“I'm not going to let you go without a fight,” he said, his words softening.

 

“Inuyasha…” she said softly, shaking her head. He felt odd. It was as if he was being wrapped in a warm blanket on a cold morning. It was a comforting way to fall asleep…

 

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Kagome fought to keep her anger under control. Behind her, Inuyasha was sleeping peacefully, the pink glow of the necklace radiating in the dim room. Whatever dreams he was having, they were certainly pleasant ones. A smile crossed her face as she eyed his sleeping form, her anger temporarily forgotten. She had to admit, she had grown fond of him in the short time they had been together. At first, she liked him simply because of his rare energy. It was different now. He understood full well what she was and accepted her for it. In the past, revealing herself like this would have gotten her killed.

 

Thinking about the past brought a fresh onslaught of anger. It's not fair! Even with her mom's interference in things, Kagome had more or less been able to continue living in her fabricated lie she had been building. Inuyasha was a special man in many ways. A seemingly endless amount of energy that replenished itself quickly meant she was able to live off only him. She had wanted to experience the type of relationship she had always envied. Just a little more time! She loved Kikyo, but at the same time, hated her. In an instant, Kikyo had swooped down and destroyed everything she had been building.

 

Sitting at the table, she sank forward onto it, resting her head on her arms as she watched Inuyasha sleep. In a way, she was thankful Kikyo did what she did. It reminded her that she could pretend all she wanted, but it wouldn't change reality. Continuing on like she was would have led to pain and heartbreak of not only her, but Inuyasha as well. Experiencing something like it before, Kagome knew she could handle it. After all, she was moving on sickeningly fast. A love that she thought would last forever was all but faded. Inuyasha, he was different. She knew that now more than ever. His life was too short to be involved with her selfish desires.

 

It is better this way, she thought, repeating it over and over in her mind. Yet even with her best efforts, her inner voice did not sound convinced.

 

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Sango walked quickly, trying to keep her emotions under control. When Kyo told her he would give her a list of temples, she had not expected an actual list. From what it looked like, the land god did his best to ensure he was not easily found.

 

It doesn't help that the weather turned out like this, she thought bitterly as she quickly ducked under a long bridge as the downpour picked up strength. Shaking, she did her best to squeeze and wipe excess water from her body and soaked clothes. She was so focused on her clothes she failed to notice the elderly man sitting at the far end.

 

“What a storm,” he said, causing Sango's heart to race as she quickly dropped back in preparation to defend herself. Eyes adjusting to the darkness, she saw a small man covered in rags rocking back and forth against the brick wall. “Do not worry. It will pass soon.”

 

Slowly relaxing, Sango approached him cautiously. Though he looked like a homeless elderly man, something about him did not feel quite right. “What are you?” she asked suspiciously.

 

“I believe the correct question is, `Who are you?' To ask `what' means you do not consider I am human or something equal to it.”

 

“That's because you're not human.”

 

“Ah!” he said, nodding to himself. “And if it's not human, it is worth nothing? Such a pitiful mindset, as expected of an Order member. It takes dedication to devote oneself to an ideal that was obsolete and morally decadent the moment it came into existence.”

 

Her eyes narrowed. “You're the land god, aren't you?”

 

“My name is Myoga. You know, we have names just as humans do. Not that I would expect someone like you to use it. A name gives something value.”

 

“I need your help.”

 

“Oh I know you do, and I'm sure none of them are what you seek from me.”

 

“I need the location of a certain demon.”

 

He nodded sagely. “The young succubus I suspect.” He inhaled deeply, a blissful look on his face as if smelling the sweet scent of a flower. “Such youth… radiance… abundance of magic… It is something I have not experienced in many centuries.”

 

“Where is she?” Sango asked darkly.

 

His face lost the blissful look as he looked over at her, haunting shadows covering his face. “And why should I tell you?”

 

She began to gather magical energy in her hands. “I don't wish to hurt you.”

 

He let out a hearty laugh, causing his voice to echo several times in the confined space under the bridge. “Oh, an interesting concept indeed!”

 

“I warned you,” she said before shooting the gathered magic at the old man. Hitting him, it instantly dissipated. She was dumbfounded upon seeing her magic struck useless without so much of a movement on his part.

 

Taking a deep breath, Myoga slowly stood as he shook his head in sorrow. “I know this magic.” Tears welled in his eyes as he looked at her in pity. “Tell me child, how can you not see the contradictions in the ideals you hold so high? You seek to destroy the very creatures you contract with.”

 

“Sometimes one must be a sacrifice for the greater good.”

 

“The Order has become more twisted than I imagined if you believe you are sacrificing yourself for a greater good. Genocide can never be justified.”

 

She glared at him. “Yet not one of you said anything when we began exterminating the werewolves. Admit it; you were just as happy to see them gone as we were.”

 

“Defending yourself is not a crime, but humans took it too far. At the time, we did not foresee your ability or determination to extinguish a race from the world and moved too slowly to save more than a handful. We have since corrected our views.”

 

“This is self-defense as well. If this succubus is allowed to wander free in the world unchecked… chaos is sure to follow.”

 

“They only wish to survive, same as every other creature that shares this planet.”

 

“At our expense!”

 

“It is true that they feed off your energy, but they rarely kill.”

 

“Thanks to our efforts,” Sango mumbled.

 

“The same efforts that dammed them to extinction.” He shook his head sadly. “You can never know what the world was like centuries ago when there was balance. Yes, humans died, but so did every other creature. Succubi were not the lawless creatures you believe them to be. They had laws that had to be upheld in addition to the laws humans placed upon themselves and they were far harsher on violators than any human was. It was only when you started exterminating them did they become the desperate people you have forced them to become today.”

 

Sango shook her head. “Enough! I didn't come here for the lecture. Tell me where I can find her!”

 

Myoga sighed deeply, sinking back to his sitting position against the brick wall. “Very well.” Sango blinked in surprise. She honestly wasn't expecting him to give it to her. Even in a weakened state, he was far more powerful than she could ever be. It made no sense why he would listen to her demands, let alone give in to them. “Oh? Surprised I am actually telling you?” he asked, chuckling softly. Reddening, she mentally kicked herself for letting her thoughts show.

 

“I tell you only because I must. There is a force at work that even I cannot go against.” He chuckled again, rubbing his hands together quickly. Looking at her, he gave her the name of a school.

 

“She's there?”

 

“She attends school there along with the carrier of the necklace.”

 

Hope surged through her. “He attends the same school?” If that's the case, it will make everything a lot easier on me.

 

“Yes, but things won't be as easy as you expect.” He smiled. Turning, she moved to leave. She had got what she came here for. Suddenly, a firm hand grabbed her wrist.

 

“Let go,” she growled, shooting the man an angry glare.

 

Smiling, he released her. “I just thought you would want to wait for the rain to stop.” Looking out from under the bridge, Sango found the rain letting up. Moving away from him, she stepped out into the drizzle. For once, the cool rain worked in her favor. It helped wash the disgusting feeling the land god had left. Clenching her fists, she focused on what she needed to do. Finally, the sooner I get this done, the sooner I can get out of this forsaken country. In the end, that's all she wanted.

 

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“What's up with you?” Miroku asked, sliding down the wall to sit beside Inuyasha.

 

“Hmm?” Inuyasha asked, looking over at his friend.

 

“You seem a little out of it. Not to mention you haven't talked to a certain someone all day.” Miroku stretched his neck up to glance at Kagome through the crowd of people swarming around her. “You two get in a fight?”

 

“Not really,” Inuyasha said as he took a sip of his drink.

 

Miroku's eyebrows rose. “That so?” There was a slight pause before he continued. “What, she won't put out or something?”

 

Choking, Inuyasha tried his best not to spit the remaining drink everywhere. With great effort, he managed to force the remaining liquid down. “What makes you say that?”

 

“What, am I right?” Inuyasha didn't answer. “Anyways, she seems like the type of girl who doesn't want to rush a relationship.” Tapping Inuyasha on the shoulder, Miroku nodded as if enlightening someone to a divine wisdom only he knew. “Just give it some time.”

 

Frowning, Inuyasha looked down at his friends hand on his shoulder. Slowly, he grabbed his hand by the fingers and removed it. “And what about the whole `freak in the bed' statement you made earlier?”

 

“Oh that still stands. The problem is getting her to bed.”

 

Inuyasha shook his head. “You're a special sort of person.”

 

He laughed. “You know, that's exactly what my parents told me before they sent me here.” Sighing, he dreamily looked out over at Kagome. “Man, I wish you two weren't fighting.”

 

“We aren't fighting!” Inuyasha said, a little heat to his voice.

 

“Oh? Then why isn't she over here?”

 

“I don't know. You'll have to ask her! Maybe she wants to hang out with everyone,” he said, making a gesture to encompass everyone around her.

 

“Or maybe she just doesn't want to talk to you.” Inuyasha glared over at him. “Okay, okay, you aren't fighting. But I really wish she would come over here. There is still a lot in this book that I haven't the slightest idea how to translate. The internet can only do so much.”

 

“What do you want me to do about it?”

 

“Make up with her, for the fight you never had of course,” he added quickly.

 

“Fine, I'll ask if she wants to get some tea after school. You can come along too.”

 

“Really?” Miroku asked, perking up. “You'd let me tag along?” Why not? It's not like we're actually dating.

 

“Sure, we're all friends' right?”

 

“Awesome! I have so much to ask her…”

 

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“I found her,” Sango said into the cell phone as she leaned against a building. Across the street, she watched as her target left the school grounds with two boys. Being this close to her made it easy to pick her out of the group as being different. It was nauseating seeing her with the boys. She felt pity for the two who had fallen under her spell. Not that it would be a hard thing to do. Even from this distance, Sango could tell the woman was incredibly beautiful, even to her.

 

“And the necklace?”

 

“I was told it was somewhere close,” she answered, memorizing the faces of the three. The two males may cause trouble lately. One of them probably has the necklace as well…

 

“Excellent.”

 

“I'll eliminate them quickly and take the necklace—”

 

“No!” Naraku answered quickly, his voice louder than it usually was. “No, not yet Child.”

 

“Father?” she asked in confusion.

 

“The necklace, while a threat, is also a great weapon for us. In our hands, we can finally end this war once and for all.”

 

“So if I take the necklace—”

 

“One must wait for the crops to grow before harvesting them. As much as I hate to admit, I do not fully understand its effects.”

 

“Then shall I keep an eye on it?” There was a brief moment of silence.

 

“I have a favor to ask of you.”

 

“Anything Father,” she answered immediately.

 

“I need you to get close to the one who wears the necklace. Be as discreet as you can. See if you can't find out everything about it and what it does.” Sango was silent a moment. She had no problems with doing anything Naraku asked of her, but she was afraid this time, afraid that she would fail to provide anything useful.

 

“I… can try,” she answered slowly.

 

“That is all I can ask of you Child. Use any means necessary to get close to the one with the necklace. Keep an eye out on the succubus as well. I have a feeling we can use her to draw out the Mother as well.”

 

“I understand Father.”

 

“I will have Kyo provide an identity for your mission.”

 

“Thank you Father.”

 

“God bless you Child and good luck.” Closing the cell phone, Sango let out a weary breath, leaning her head back against the building. The words of the land god echoed in her head. Things were certainly more complicated than she thought they would be. She found the situation unsettling. Banishing the thoughts in her head, she focused on the upcoming task. The purpose of his words is to confuse and shake my resolve. She looked out at the fading figures of her targets. I'll show him just how wrong he is…

 

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Not as long as the other chapters, but I wanted to put out an update so everyone knows I haven't disappeared or anything.

 

I apologize for the long wait for this chapter. I'm afraid I just haven't been motivated to write recently. I only had a few initial reviews last chapter and one of them was negative. Constructive criticism about my writing I can take, but not when it's just a general bashing of the plot because of personal taste. (I mean really, if you hate succubus stories, don't read them!)

 

To avoid going on a huge rant (grrr), I think I'll just end it on that. Again, thanks for everyone who reviewed. Hopefully the next chapter won't take as long.

 

*Edit: Just some minor things here and there.