InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Resurgence ❯ Chapter 3

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Dedication: Kokoronagomu, arizonasiren1

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Chapter 3

 

 

 

 

My mind was elsewhere. I longed to hold my lover, and I needed to explain that love to my father. I had a small foreboding that he wouldn't agree, or that he would not allow his only daughter to marry so far below him, but he was a reasonable man. He spoke of the heart, and I knew that he would allow me that same freedom.

 

I urged my feet forward now with a new sense of purpose, I had to tell my father tonight.

 

I mildly felt bad for keeping this issue from him so long, but alas, he was always away on urgent travels from the king, and I was left alone with the maids and the servants of a humble abode, if one could really call it that.

 

We had about fifty stable boys that tended day and night to the horses in our overgrown barn. Two hundred horses, from only the proper blood. For my father raised only the best for the king. That was his job, his duty as a Duke under the king, albeit he was the only Duke with that duty, it was still only his to bear.

 

This last trip sent him away for seven months. Seven months. He left in the early fall to get a head start on winter bringing twenty of our best horses with him. He was gone through the winter months, of course, I would not have allowed him to even try such a trice with the harsh weather we have been enduring for the last few years, thus, he finally returned in early spring, the high time for sports and the like, my father's favorite time of the year.

 

I brought my hands to my ruffled skirt, allowing my feet to move freely from the confines of the layers, but my movement was cut short when Sir Edmond stepped into view. I was so excited to see him that flew to him; my hands flew around his neck, strangling him, with what little strength I had in a hug.

 

I heard him chuckle in my ear, “My, it's been too long, Kagome.”

 

I could only firmly shake my head; no other phrase would prove his statement more correct. “It has been far too long, Edmond,” I replied lifting my head to gaze in his light brown orbs. He had changed a bit since I last saw him. The wrinkles were more predominant around his eyes. His skin was starting to look worn and sun beaten. He was now letting his age catch up to him. The man I first met at my tender age of eleven looked so young, so healthy, how could six years change one so fast?

 

He stepped back, his gaze sweeping unreserved over my figure to finally return to my face, “You look so much like your mother,” he told me in a sincere voice.

 

I was grateful for that. My mother passed away so long ago that I no longer remembered what she looked like. I only had scent and certain melodies that could remind me of her now. In the estate when I would pass the old library, her smell used to be so strong as she spent most of her time in there reading and writing. Her scent…I never really knew how to pinpoint it. Like so many others, people just had their own odor; my mother was no different, but even her aura in that room was fading along with every other area of the house. Her voice was also so unique. My mother would always sing to me, her melodies so beautiful, angelic. I could never remember all the words. The songs in a different tongue, but the tune always placed tears in my eyes when I would hum her lullaby.

 

“Thank you,” I replied, my eyes brimming with tears at such a beautiful statement. It meant so much more coming from him. I knew that he would not lie to me. He only said something when he truly meant it. He was never one to beat around the bush.

 

His bronzed hand went to my face, catching the tear before it could slide the whole way down, “Now, is not the time for tears,” he admonished lightly.

 

My smile spread across my face as I slowly lifted my head up and down in agreement with him, “You're right.”

 

“Good,” he replied with his hand still resting on my cheek. He took one longer look at my face and dropped his hand to my hand. I curled my own around his. He smiled at me, “Let the celebration of the return of Duke Josias begin,” he announced into the evening air.

 

Immediately the field in front of my estate turned into an uproar. Men yelled jumping into the air. Women clapped their hands in agreement, and then the band started playing all within what felt like an instant.

 

I made to leave, “Will you not celebrate with us,” Edmond asked as he lightly touched my shoulder.

 

I turned to face him, my eyes resting on his face, “I just needed to get out of these clothes,” I replied with a smile on my face. “I will be back,” I called to him as I began to turn around and head towards my home.

 

As I passed the entrance, the butler allowed me in. He softly bobbed his head, “Good evening my lady,” he told me with his eyes closed. Glancing at the royal family without permission was not permitted.

 

“Good evening,” I called to him as I bunched my dresses in my hands, beginning to climb the stairs to make it to my chambers to change.

 

My heart was racing in my chest. `This is the perfect moment to tell him,' I thought as I made it to the entrance of my room.

 

I wanted desperately to see InuYasha tonight. The urge was almost cutting me in half, but after last night, I knew that he could wait.

 

---Flashback---

 

The long green grass was flowing gently around us. I could see the tips bowing down slightly as they swayed to the wind.

 

My eyes turned slightly upward. The moon was almost full except for the small sliver that was missing, `Tomorrow night then,' I thought as I turned my head to the man beside me.

 

I was pleasantly surprised to see his golden orbs gazing back at me. The action might have shocked me, but he was always so mysterious in that way. The moment I wanted to look at him, he would be looking at me. Almost as if he knew my heart better then I did.

 

His eyes glowed unearthly in the dark. The light of the moon making the rest of his features hard to make out, but his eyes, I could always see in a darkened space.

 

“What are you thinking about,” he asked me softly. The timbers of his voice something I could never get used to hearing, but always love with a passion nonetheless.

 

I mildly shrugged my shoulders, trying desperately to show nonchalance, “Nothing of the utmost importance, I can assure you that,” I teased.

 

I heard a low rumble coming from his throat, my smile widened just a fraction of an inch, “Why InuYasha, what ever is the matter,” I called to him quietly, trying to hide the smile from my voice, but of course, he wasn't fooled.

 

I heard him before I could catch any movement from him. He always moved to fast for me to make any sense of it.

 

My breath caught in my throat as I saw my predator on top of me, his chest being held a few inches from my own. His hands spread, one on each side of my head. He continued to gaze into my blue orbs. I saw him searching over my expression, trying to make a decision with what he should do now that he was here. I saw shock cross his features for a moment, but I didn't really register it, for by the time I realized what was happening, he was already leaning down to kiss me.

 

My eyes widened slightly in realization as my heart pounded in my chest. Slowly, his advances were always so slow; I felt his warm silky lips on mine. I fought back a moan at the contact, but he wasn't as lucky as his own groan of pleasure met my ears.

 

My heart beat fluttered as I heard it. I shakily wormed my hand, stagnant at my side, and placed it to his neck, never wanting this feeling to end.

 

I sighed with pleasure as he lifted his hand to make contact with the side of my face. His body moving slightly making me want more than just this simple kiss. I wanted all of him, everything…for forever.

 

The realization was hard to come by, but at that instant I knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that InuYasha was the one for me. My love for him went deeper than just physical attraction. It went deeper than lust or even deeper than love. He was my soul mate, my other half.

 

He hesitantly broke the sweetest kiss of my life. I sighed in protest, my hand trying desperately to hold him to me.

 

“What's wrong,” he asked me concerned.

 

I opened my eyes to gaze at him, not understanding why he would ask me such a thing, when I felt tears trickling down the side of my face.

 

I slowly brought my hand up, confused and allowed my fingers to trace their path on my cheek. My tips met with wetness.

 

I looked back at him, recognizing that I must have started crying when I realized my depth of love for him.

 

My lip quivered as tears shed anew down my face.

 

His eyes widened, he was searching over me, frantically trying to figure out what the matter was, why I was crying at such a moment, “Kagome…Kagome talk to me! What's wrong?” He asked me softly but with concern.

 

I lifted my hand to his lips, trying to halt his tirade before it began, “shhs,” I whispered quietly in the air.

 

His eyes softened a tad as he waited for me to continue.

 

I slowly sat up, wanting to tell him properly, seeing every reaction cross his face.

 

Purposely I lifted both my hands to his face, his smooth strong face, and looked into his eyes. They were swiveling with emotion. Fear was the most evident. Confusion was the second, and sadness was the third that I found.

 

I never wanted him to be sad. He needed to understand this.

 

I bit my bottom lip, feeling completely nervous at what I was about to tell him. I hesitantly began, what had to be the most important moment of my life. “There's something I need to tell you,” I began softly. My words were shaky, shallow, as I tried to push them through. He needed to hear this.

 

I ran my shaky thumb over his cheekbone, admiring his face. He was so beautiful. I couldn't imagine how I got so lucky. I looked purposefully into his eyes. I could tell that he was beginning to get worried. He was never one to stay calm for long when something upset him. “You're the one, InuYasha,” I mumbled out the words. The tears freely falling down my face as I finally got a chance to explain to him all he meant to me.

 

I took in a uneven breath, trying to still my frayed nerves. I let the breath out slowly, closing my eyes to calm my heart before I uttered the next phrase. I needed it to be perfect.

 

I opened my blue orbs. I saw him looking back at me with the most amazing eyes known to man, and I knew I was not making a mistake. There was no doubt about it, “I love you,” I stated quietly, my heart pounding in my chest.

 

I saw his eyes widened, and before anything else could happen, I placed my finger to his lip once more. “No, I don't want you to say anything until you are absolutely positive,” I cut in smoothly, his widened amber eyes still gazing into my own.

 

After a few seconds passed, I saw him look towards the ground mildly shaking his head, showing that he understood my request.

 

Hesitantly, almost sheepishly, I tore my finger from his lips.

 

For I knew that he promised to not say anything until he was most certain, I was also afraid. I was terrified that he might not feel as I feel about him, and it was a risk I knew I would have to take.

 

I knew from the few moments I spent with him that there was something different about him. He was unlike anyone else. None of the other men had his laugh. None of the other men had his smile. None of the other men had that same pout face, and none of the other men had the same eyes…or my love.

 

InuYasha was my love, and although it took me awhile to realize that I had that love. There was no way I could ever turn that back.

 

The breeze picked up then. I felt an involuntary shiver run down my back, but not from the wind. For when I glanced back at the man before me, I saw the most determined look in his eyes. I have no indication where the look came from, but it shook me to the core.

 

My breath caught in my throat. He began to lean in towards me once more, his rough hands sliding over my cheek only to rest in my dark hair.

 

I began to fall backwards. The strength that I had to sit up no longer stood a chance at the look he gave me. My whole body felt weak to his touch. I longed for that same kiss he allowed me before. That same feeling he brought me when our lips first touched, for I never knew such a feeling could exist.

 

My breathing came in rugged pants as I saw him look down at me, his eyes sweeping over my face. Memorizing every dimple, taking in every line, and then he leaned carefully to me.

 

My eyes immediately closed in the anticipation of what was to come. My heart was ecstatic as it thundered in my chest. I listened to my heartbeat sing, wondering if he could hear it as well.

 

The wait was agony. Time slowed as I waited for that one simple gesture to be repeated. I longed for my first kiss once more.

 

I felt his hot breath over my neck. My heart staggered. My eyes started to roll into the back of my head.

 

This feeling, one I had never experienced before, was something remarkable. I longed for him to touch me as I longed to touch him.

 

I felt the tip of his nose on my chin. Cool but smooth, I bit my lower lip.

 

The next instant his lips were crushing mine, the action taking me so off guard that a loud moan escaped through them. I cautiously slinked my tongue between my lips, tracing the outside of his, praying that he would allow me access, hoping that he would want to be as intimate as I was begging to be.

 

I heard him moan in his throat as he opened his mouth to allow me entrance. I circled my tongue around his, wanting him to be bold, needing him to embrace his desire as I have.

 

Meekly, his tongue started to roam with my own. My hand flew to his neck as I longed to pull him closer.

 

He brought his hand to my face, tracing down my jaw, only to remain in my hair.

 

My senses were clouding. My thoughts lost as our kiss continued. My need for breath ceased as all I could think about were his lips on mine. Air no longer applied to me. I just never wanted this feeling to end.

 

We broke apart, panting hard into the night air.

 

Hazily, I opened my eyes. He was beaming down at me. The biggest grin I had ever seen on his face. His eyes were hooded, but had a certain twinkle to them that I was certain had never been there before. “I love you too,” he whispered.

 

My eyes widened, my heartbeat accelerating once more. My lip quivered as I leaned up to kiss him and felt my tears anew.

 

--- End Flashback---

 

I could only smile at the memory. I was truly happy.

 

I had men from left and right begging for my hand, but I would have none of it for I was already deeply and utterly in love.

 

I'll submit that it was a forbidden love, but a love nonetheless.

 

He had my heart, and nothing could change that.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A/N: I am excited how this chapter turned out. I really loved the flashback! (Sigh lovingly) I think I am doing better on detail which is great; I desperately needed to have more work done on that.

 

Sadly…all good things must come to an end…so Kagome's perfect life is getting ready to take a toll for the worse, so please be forewarned!

 

Also, I just wanted to say that I have a new goal. I am trying to read more InuYasha stories, so if people could tell me what they think are good fics, I would be happy to hear from you! And if people want to know, I could tell some of the good fics I have read in about the two years I have been reading them…they would all be complete! Just let me know!

 

Kokoronagomu - hahaha… you will just have to wait and find out!

 

arizonasiren1 - Thanks!

 

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