InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Prophecy ❯ Chapter 9

9

Kagome rushed through the forest, her heart pounding in horror at what she had done. How could she have let him do that to her? He’d kissed her and Heaven help her, she had kissed him back. And Inuyasha was right. She had enjoyed it. Reveled in it. His touch had left her aching, her body burning. She had never known a kiss could be so hot, so gut wrenchingly sinful. And when he’d cupped her between her legs lust had risen up, hard and painful. She had never felt anything like it.

Inuyasha had introduced her to something that had had her crying out, her body on fire for his.

“Oh God.” She whispered and wiped at the tears that fell. Why was she crying? But she knew. She was terrified. She wasn’t afraid of Inuyasha. No, what left her unable to cope, unstable and confused was the power that she had felt flare up between them on that last kiss. It felt as if he’d been sucking the very life from her—almost. But no. She knew. The Power of the Jewel had flared up between them in that kiss, drawn towards the man who was not her Mate. If she hadn’t stopped that kiss the Prophecy would have been broken. Because the Power she had felt had been the Jewel. If any of that Power had left her body and entered his, all was doomed.

She had known the consequences of her actions but at the moment, she hadn’t cared. Inuyasha had a way of doing that to her. The Prophecy had said she couldn’t fall away from Sesshomaru or be close to another male. And she’d been dangerously close. Close enough to where the Power had known and was making itself known to them, intent on leaving her body and entering Inuyasha’s.

She pressed a hand against her pounding heart and ran up the steps leading to the massive stone and oak doors entrance. The door was jerked open before she’d even reached the handle. Sesshomaru stood there, his hair whipping around him from the wind. The look on his face was fierce—confused and furious. Her gaze dropped to where his hand rested over his chest, the exact place where hers rested on her own. The center of his chest. The place where they were both connected. The Power of the Jewel. The small area was tinted red as if it ached. His arm snaked out, his fingers curling around her arm. He jerked her into the entrance way, his fingers a tight shackle around her forearm.

“What did you do?”

“Nothing, I swear it.” She whispered. And she hadn’t. At least, she hadn’t done what he was asking. But the ache in the center of their bodies, the redness on both of their chests, was something different. It shouldn’t be there. She could still feel the power in her body, felt the connection to Sesshomaru so it was still there in him as well. But he would know if she had done anything. He would smell it on her body. Her eyes widened in shocked horror at the thought but it was too late. His nostrils flared and from the look that came over his face, he knew. He could smell Inuyasha all over her.

It didn’t matter that Inuyasha hadn’t taken her. He had kissed her, he had held her and he had touched her. There was no way to hide it and there was no way to hide how her body had flared to life beneath Inuyasha’s touch. The look on his face frightened her. She knew Sesshomaru would never hurt her. The Prophecy wouldn’t allow it. But the look that crossed his face, the dark intense gold that his eyes became frightened her like nothing else.

He curled his hand into the front of her clothing and jerked her to him. He leaned down and inhaled and then jerked back, cursing.

“I didn’t mean—“

Sesshomaru gripped her arm again and then took to the stairwell. She had no choice but to follow him. She stumbled once but he jerked her back up and then slammed open the door at the top floor. He didn’t let go of her arm until she was standing beside the table where she purified the Jewel every night. She stared at the marble top dumbly before lifting her gaze to his.

“Do it. Now.”

He wanted her to Purify the Jewel. Proof that everything was as it should be. She wanted that, too. She lifted her hands and tried to calm the pounding of her heart and placed her hands over her chest and closed her eyes. She could feel the vibe of the Jewel deep inside, warming her insides. Yes, it was still there. But she was terrified. And she shouldn’t be. Nothing had happened. She hoped to God nothing had happened. Why did he have to do this to her? Why hadn’t Inuyasha just left her alone? Why hadn’t she told him no and meant it?

Kagome opened her eyes and stared at the empty place between her hands. Her heart skipped a beat. She lifted her head to stare at Sesshomaru across the room. “I can’t do it.” She whispered weakly. Oh God.

She heard a warning growl come from his throat as he stalked towards her. He spun her towards him and then caught at the top right shoulder of her Kimono and ripped the material off her shoulder. She glanced down at her shoulder, wondering what the hell he was doing—his mark. She still bore Sesshomaru’s mark. She was still his. She could feel the relief that flooded him. But it wasn’t enough. His nose twitched and she realized he smelled Inuyasha there as well. But still bearing his mark, she was still Sesshomaru’s. Everything was as it should be.

“Concentrate.” He snapped out.

Her tongue slid over dry lips as she turned back towards the table and then held her arms out again, inches from her chest. Concentrate. She had to clear her mind. She couldn’t think about Inuyasha. Couldn’t think of the way he had kissed her…she squeezed her eyes shut. She didn’t want to think of him kissing her. Period. She took a deep breath and willed her body to ease. She couldn’t purify the Jewel if her mind wasn’t clear, if her body and soul weren’t at ease.

‘Breathe.’ She whispered silently to herself, willing her mind to become a blank slate. She imagined the Power inside her growing, warming her insides, pulsing up—just like it had when Inuyasha had kissed her. Her eyes flew open and she stared down at the Power between her palms, floating. She sucked in a sharp breath as it flickered before their very eyes, the light fading in and out. The Jewel materialized as it always did but the light flickered out and then came back.

“Concentrate!” Sesshomaru snapped out again, clenching his teeth.

A sense of unease rolled down her spine as she willed the Jewel to steady so she could control the Power. The Prophecy was still intact because she still belonged to Sesshomaru but it was obvious the damage had been done. Just enough to have the Power fading.

“Breathe.” She whispered to herself again, this time aloud. None of the Power had transferred to Inuyasha. So this wasn’t happening. It couldn’t be. She had to believe that. She closed her eyes and felt the Power throbbing inside her and forced out the energy. She could feel the heat from between her palms again and this time when the light flared from between her palms it was bright again, purifying without any of the flickering light.

But her mind was far from calm seconds after. Through the chaos in her mind she couldn’t comprehend the meaning of the flickering Jewel, the Power that had faded between the two. The Jewel would only do that if a piece of that Power was missing.

Sesshomaru stalked towards her then and turned her around. “Go bathe. Now. His stench offends me and I will not take you smelling of him.”

Her heart skipped a beat before she nodded. She turned and took off in the direction of the bath inside. How humiliating. How terrifying. She hadn’t intended for the kiss to go so far. More than that, she hadn’t known the Power of the Jewel would come up between them. It wasn’t possible. And she hadn’t planned on Sesshomaru ever knowing that small weakness that Inuyasha presented. She bathed quickly, scrubbing at her skin. Sesshomaru was waiting for her when she walked back into the room.

She had to do this. Kagome knew that. She dropped the towel and climbed onto the bed and he followed, covering her body with his. He leaned down and cupped his hand over the mark on her shoulder. “Know this, Kagome, you are mine. Do not be so reckless again.”

Kagome closed her eyes, turning her head to the side. “I know.” She whispered. The Prophecy had stated who she belonged to. She bunched the covers in her hands as he thrust into her body and then cried out when he bit into her shoulder, directly over his Mating mark. The sharp pain surprised her, bearing down in her shoulder, moving through her flesh. He bit down hard, his teeth piercing her flesh. He was marking her again, taking no chances. The Prophecy would never allow him to hurt her. This pain, it allowed because he was marking her as his. Again. He thrust into her, marking her from the inside out. He didn’t release the biting hold on her shoulder until he shuddered above her, releasing his seed into her body.

Just like that he was gone, pulling out of her body and disappearing.

~*~

Inuyasha shoved his hands into his pocket. He didn’t know what had come over him. He hadn’t been able to control himself. The kiss had been hot and brutal. When she had denied, stated that Sesshomaru was indeed her Mate, he’d lost it. Why couldn’t she see what he did? He wanted to know how the impossible was possible.

Kagome didn’t understand how much she affected him. Her kiss drove him to his knees. So hot that it sent lust driving through his body. Her kiss was fire. He’d felt the fiery, lust filled kiss burn his mouth, his tongue, coursing down into his body seconds before she’d pulled away. He had never felt anything like it before and even now his body still ached. Not only his cock, but the fire in his blood.

He grimaced and rubbed the center of his chest. It ached, a slight burn from the inside. His ears picked up a slight sound and he turned as Sesshomaru stepped into the clearing.

“What do you want?”

“Do you know what you could have done? What you could have caused?”

Inuyasha sighed. He didn’t bother asking what Sesshomaru meant by that. He knew that Sesshomaru knew. But Inuyasha knew Kagome would have never have told Sesshomaru. He knew Sesshomaru wasn’t in a good mood right now, if his expression was anything to go by.

“Nothing happened, Sesshomaru.”

Inuyasha turned away and started in the opposite direction. Sesshomaru had the right to be angry. In a way. But Inuyasha had already told him that Kagome was not his Mate. He body jerked and he came to a stop and glanced down. Sesshomaru’s sword protruded out from his chest, covered in his blood—directly through his heart. He felt a violent throb in the center of his chest that moved through his whole body. Then he felt the pain. Heard the steady drip of his blood as it slowly began easing down his chest. His vision blurred as Sesshomaru slowly withdrew the sword. He fell to his knees, bracing a hand against a tree.

“Know your place, Inuyasha. A half-breed cannot tame the Power of the Jewel. I will not let you endanger Kagome or the Power of the Jewel.”

Through the throbbing pain in his chest, the vibrations that moved from the center of his chest, he heard Sesshomaru speak. His voice was cold—unfeeling.

“I will not let a half-breed take what is mine. You do not know the extent of what you could have brought to this world, Inuyasha. You have the Power to take her as part of the Prophecy but no half-breed can control it.”

Even with the demon blood flowing in his veins he couldn’t survive a mortal wound to his chest. Inuyasha knew that. Sesshomaru knew that. Without immediate aid he would die. And as he felt the blood pumping out of the wound, he could feel the life draining from him. He hadn’t expected that.

“I’ll not allow you to endanger Kagome or the Prophecy any more than you already have.”

Inuyasha heard Sesshomaru murmur the words as if from far away. Still, his voice was soft and cool—as if he didn’t feel any remorse for what he’d just done. He felt the warm vibration in his chest pulse again as he fell. Inuyasha’s heart gave a weak attempt to pump life into his body but he knew it was too late. His vision tunneled as he hit the ground on his side, staring up at Sesshomaru’s retreating figure as his blood pumped out onto the ground.

But his chest felt warm, the pulse echoing through his body. He felt his heart give another weak pump and then he gave a weak, shuttering sigh as the breath left his lungs.

(MUHAHAHAHAAH! Oh my, is Inuyasha dead? –Cries—)  
 

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