InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Second Chances ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Inu Yasha and company. That honor belongs to Rumiko Takahashi.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE: Well, things are starting to pick up with this chapter. I got a little inspiration while I slept last night...the idea fairy must have smacked me in the head with her wand. Inu Yasha has a plan, and now we should all be quaking in our shoes. This chapter is a little racy at the end, so the rating is a strong PG-13...I don't think it needs to be any higher. Please read and enjoy. = P

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Chapter 3

Sango couldn't stop the laughter that had bubbled up at Inu Yasha's question. It wasn't that it was funny in itself, but the desperately earnest tone that he had asked it in. It had been so unlike the hanyou that she hadn't been able to contain herself. When she finally managed to choke off the laughter, she looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

"How can you even ask something like that? After all that you did to her? Do you even care what you put her through? Did you ever, even once, stop to think of her when you ran off in the night? Have you noticed how Kagome has changed over the past few months? How she only pretends to smile so that we won't worry about her?" His guilty expression and flattened ears gave away the fact that he had known. Her anger grew, and she wished that she had some kind of weapon handy. He growled and she wasn't sure if it was at her or at himself, and at this moment she really didn't care.

"I want to make it up to her." He turned away from her so that she couldn't see the hurt in his eyes. He knew that he was an idiot, he didn't need to hear it from other people too.

"Damn you Inu Yasha, for your selfishness. How she can still love you is...." Her hand flew up to stop the words, but it was too late. She hadn't meant to tell him that he possibly did have a chance to regain Kagome's affections. Sango had come to the conclusion that the monk was best for her friend, and now had to do some damage control. Maybe he hadn't heard her. When his head snapped around and his golden eyes began to glow with hope, she could have kicked herself. Now she wanted a weapon just so she could cut out her own tongue. Oh hell...

"She still loves me?"

"Maybe, but she loves Miroku too. And she chose him if you remember correctly. He has never hurt her. He cares about her, not who she may or may not have been fifty years ago. Miroku has also been trying to mend his ways." Suddenly Sango's brown eyes filled once again with fire as she glared at the hanyou. "He is also trying to repair the damage that you did to her."

"What damage?" he asked in a small voice.

"She actually believes that crap about her being worthless. She thinks that she is no good to anyone because your dead lover was better! Damn you to all nine hells for that Inu Yasha! She gave you her heart and soul and you trampled it into the ground in your hurry to get to a corpse that wanted to drag you to hell. How could you do that and then still claim to love her?" Sango was breathing heavily and her heart was pounding in her ears.

"I was confused and distracted. Its not like I have a lot of experience when it comes to people loving me."

"That's a load of crap and you know it. Its just an excuse so that you don't have to take responsibility for what you have done." Her eyes softened as she saw that he was actually listening to her. Her next words were a whisper. "If you love her, let her be happy."

"Can't she be happy with me? You said yourself that she still loves me...."

"She doesn't deserve any more heartache Inu Yasha."

"I told you, I want to make it up to her, not hurt her."

"How? By ruining the happiness that she just found?"

Inu Yasha really didn't know what to say to that. He also didn't like the way that this conversation was going. He assumed that she would be on his side once he told her that he wanted to make it up to Kagome. He didn't expect her anger and verbal attacks. She seemed to be Miroku's biggest fan, and he didn't know how to get her back on his side. Did he deserve to have a side? Everything that she had said was true, and he knew it. But he loved Kagome, and couldn't let her go without a fight. Maybe he would just have to fight dirty.

"Aren't you jealous that they are together? I know that you had feelings for the pervert." He was pleased to see her flush. He hadn't known, just taken a wild guess, but it had paid off. Score one for the hanyou.

"That doesn't matter any longer."

"Why don't your feelings matter?"

"Because it is no longer an option. They are happy together, and I am happy for them." He stared at her for a moment. She sounded serious. Damn. Then a new tactic formed in his mind, and this one might work better than the other anyway. When Plan A fails, move on to Plan B. He turned away from her and walked the few steps to the bank of the stream. He bowed his head and slumped his shoulders, all the time grinning like a fool. This had to work.

"All right, if that is how you feel, forget I said anything. We will let the ones that we love, love someone else. But I am warning you right now, the two of us are going to be spending a lot more time together."

"What? Why?"

"Because there is no way that I can be around them for long without wanting to kill someone. And we both know who that would be." He put pain and sorrow into his voice to bring her around to his way of thinking, but it wasn't all just for effect. The thought of Kagome with the monk tore at his heart. He felt bad about doing this to Sango without her knowledge, but it was obvious that she wouldn't help him willingly. And all was fair in love and war. Soon Kagome would be back at his side and they would be happy, he just needed a second chance. Besides, Sango wasn't bad to be around, when she wasn't yelling at him. Its just a matter of time...

Sango watched as Inu Yasha walked away from her and felt a pain in her heart for her friend. He looked so dejected, and his voice was rough with emotion. She decided that she would help him get past this. It wouldn't be easy and it might take awhile, but at least he didn't seem to want to break up Kagome and Miroku any longer. She would be his friend and help him past the heartache so that their little group could continue on together. Spending time with him wouldn't be so bad...right? Maybe she should see Kaede about getting a subduing spell, just in case...

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Miroku was watching Kagome sleep. He couldn't seem to do it himself, so instead he would take comfort in hers. Nothing like living vicariously. She had moved around a little at first, but now she was settled and facing him. She truly did look like an angel with her silky dark hair fanned out on the pillow and her dark lashes making shadowy crescents on her cheeks. Her pink lips were parted and she was breathing evenly. Those lips. He could still feel them pressed against his own, so soft, warm and sweet. She made some soft sound, quite possibly a little moan. Suddenly her tongue slid out to moisten those very same lips and Miroku found that his own mouth had gone as dry as the desert. He watched with rapt attention as her tongue did its duty and then disappeared again. Speaking of attention, his body was now clamoring for some of its own. Damn, he didn't want to have to deal with this now.

He forced his eyes away from the girl and looked at the wall with a shaky sigh. Meditation. Yes, that was the answer. After a few moments he realized it might be easier to convince Inu Yasha that he should wear Kagome's short green skirt and dance for Sesshomaru. Damn it, I am a monk. I trained for years, this isn't difficult at all. Another soft moan from Kagome and he threw his hands in the air. No meditation tonight. He looked at the girl that was doing this to him, and noticed that her cheeks looked flushed. Is she getting sick? He scooted back over to her and brushed her bangs away from her forehead. Her soft skin was warm, but not overly so. She moaned again and moved towards him slightly. Then he noticed that her eyes were whipping about beneath her delicate lids. She was dreaming.

Was she having a nightmare? He watched her in concern, debating on whether or not he should wake her. He stroked her cheek lightly and smiled when she leaned into the touch. Then she mumbled something and arched her back slightly, even as one small hand landed on his thigh and began to rub his leg through his robes. His eyes widened and the breath hissed out of his lungs as he tried to ignore the sensations she was causing. A sudden realization hit him with the force of a tornado...that was not a nightmare that she was having. She was dreaming, his kind of dreams, and she seemed to be enjoying it. The hand on his thigh was just a by-product of that dream, and he really should move it. Yeah, he would do that in just a minute. No, really, he would.

He looked down at her again. What was going on in that dream of hers? Never before had he wanted the power to walk in another's dreams as desperately as he did right this moment. Out came her little pink tongue again. He groaned and shifted away from her, moving her hand so that it was once again at her side. A shaky sigh made its way from his chest. He was drawing on reserves of will power that he had never known he possessed, just to keep his hands to himself. Another mumble that could have been a name and another little moan. Damn it all, why did she have to be so vocal? Every moan was sending a shiver down his spine. His eyes began to glaze over as his mind took a journey down a path that was similar to hers, at least in theory. His cheeks began to burn as he thought of just how vocal she could get.

"Kagome, what are you dreaming about?" he groaned. He didn't expect an answer, so when she spoke, he almost fell over.

"Love you..." Was she awake? Did she just tell him what he so longed to hear? His heart began to soar even as his brain insisted that she was still asleep. She was talking to her dream lover. That was when his mind gave him the equivalent of a cold shower, causing him to gasp aloud. Just who was it that she was dreaming about... him or Inu Yasha?

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AN: A special thank you to Sandra, who took the time to review every chapter of Changing Hearts? Thank you so much, I am glad that you enjoyed it...you picked out some of my favorite lines as well. As for it being well written *blushes* I am glad that you think so. By the way, I hope that Chemistry quiz went ok, I would hate to be the cause of a low grade!

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