InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Secrets ❯ Something That Feels So Right Shouldn't Be A Mistake ( Chapter 6 )

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I do not own any of the characters from the InuYasha television series. I claim only characters that I have made using my own intellect.

 

 

Chapter 6

 

I wake to find myself cuddled in a towel in Kouga's arms. I would move if it weren't for the fact that Kouga is still asleep and holding onto me firmly as we sit in a tree. I smile softly and just let myself settle back onto his chest, wondering why he cares so much.

Then I realize that he has to worry about the wolf pup and I frown with a sigh, not liking that idea. I remain comfortable and listen to his heart beat through his armor.

Kuno, where are you, I think, trying to communicate with my tiny companion and apparent child.

I'm sitting beneath the tree. After you fell asleep, Kouga wrapped you in a towel and took you into the tree with him to keep you safe during the night, Kuno explains with a yawn, apparently just having woken up. Can we go to Grandma Kaede's for some food? I'm hungry.

Not yet, Kuno. Kouga's still sleeping. We should wait until he's awake, unless you would like to run ahead and get something to eat. Just find Shippou and he'll help you, I reply in thought, Kuno immediately running off as I stay still in Kouga's lap.

I wonder if he's ever going to wake up, when he does. My eyes are still closed and it seems that he thinks I'm still asleep as he sits still.

I open my eyes slowly as if just waking up and look up into his eyes with a yawn, giving him a sweet smile.

“Good morning,” I say, stretching and momentarily forgetting my towel as it slips off of my body and lies limply on Kouga's lap.

“Um . . . good morning,” Kouga replies with a blush, looking away as I squeal in embarrassment and yank the towel tightly around me with a crimson blush.

As soon as the towel is around me, I jump down from the tree in embarrassment and run away until I find my clothes. The hakama is already red, but the white haori is stained brown with dried blood even after I soaked it in the hot spring with me.

I sigh and put then back on, hating the rough texture of my haori because of the dried blood on it.

Then I run all the way to Kaede's, the hut now clean and void of Ayame's slaughtered body or blood. Kaede looks up from where she is cooking to look up at me expectantly.

“Um . . . I accidentally killed Ayame, Kaede, and, um . . . I need a new haori seeing as how this one is stained,” I say, Kaede just nodding as if she already understood.

Kaede leaves the room of the hut and comes back with a white haori and another red hakama.

“Um . . . I just need the haori, Kaede,” I say, wondering what the hakama is for.

“I need to was ye hakama anyway, Higame. Take these and change in the other room,” Kaede replies, handing me the new haori and hakama and going back to her cooking.

I sigh and go into the back, coming back and handing the old hakama and haori to Kaede, which she replaces in my hands with two bowls of soup. I smile thankfully and take one out to Kouga, following his scent.

I find him at the stream, which is my usual place to come think. I quietly come up behind and Kouga and lean forward till my mouth is inches from his ears.

“What'cha thinking about,” I ask, Kouga not moving an inch, surprising me in the fact that I thought he would jump.

“About my pack and wondering what's happening there,” Kouga replies, looking out over the stream in intense thought.

“Well, I brought you some lunch since we seem to have slept till noon,” I reply, sitting next to him on the rock and handing him his bowl of soup.

Kouga takes it with the nod of his head, a comfortable silence ensuing between us as we enjoy our lunch.

When I'm finished I look out over the stream, wondering what exactly Kouga is thinking about when it comes to his pack.

“Is it hard to lead a wolf demon pack,” I ask absentmindedly, Kouga looking shocked at the question, but soon hiding it as he looks out over the water.

“Yes, there are many things you must do,” Kouga replies, deep thought ensuing upon him once again.

“What are your responsibilities as a pack leader,” I ask, never really having studied wolves all that much.

“I have to mark territory, lead wars, make sure our territory doesn't shrink, expand territory sometimes, and I generally have to be strong for the rest of the pack,” Kouga replies, naming off a bunch of duties that make my head spin.

“Wow, I don't think I'd be cut out for that kind of life. I can barely keep myself out of trouble. I don't know what I'd do if I had to take responsibility for an entire pack,” I reply, respecting Kouga that much more at all the hard work he has to put up with.

“I was never really all that good at it when I was younger. I just had to suck it up eventually as to not be stomped all over by my fellow pack members,” Kouga replies, his face looking sunken as if remembering something none to nice.

“What happened before you sucked it up,” I ask, curious as to what kind of hardships Kouga had been through.

“When I was what the others would call weak, the others would beat the living hell out of me in large groups so that I had no chance, not to mention they would have older wolf demons to help,” Kouga replies, flinching at the memory.

“I'm so sorry, Kouga. That's not something anyone should have to be put through,” I tell him, reaching my hand to put it on his shoulder.

Kouga looks to me with sad eyes, looking as if drug into the past where he didn't belong. His eyes lower to my lips and then he's suddenly kissing me. I'm startled at first and then I return the kiss, setting my hands to his chest.

When the kiss is over, we back up and Kouga looks deep into my eyes, before his face contorts to shock and he looks regretful before disappearing. I look at myself in the water and kick my reflection.

“What the hell were you thinking?! He only kissed you because you sympathized for him. He was probably seeing your mother anyway,” I hiss at myself, not realizing that I'm crying until a tear disturbs the once again peaceful stream.

I bring my hand up to my face and bring it away with wetness on my finger tips. I stare at it in wonder, wondering why I'm crying.

“You don't actually care for him, do you,” I ask my own reflection, looking at the shock on my own face. “No, of course not, you stupid girl, you only wonder that because your mind is still in fairy tale land.”

I kick the water where my reflection is, wipe off my face, and then walk away from the water, lighting a cigarette as I go. I walk back to Kaede's village, looking around to see where the others' are. I see Shippou and Kuno playing with some other village kids, Sango and Miroku fighting, and Inuyasha sitting in a tree next to Kaede's hut.

“Inuyasha,” I ask after walking over to Kaede's hut and sitting beneath the tree that Inuyasha is in.

“What,” Inuyasha asks me bitterly, apparently not having forgotten what I had said earlier.

“Um . . . did you love my mother,” I ask, looking up at Inuyasha expectantly, hoping for the right answer.

Inuyasha face softens, probably thinking of my mother and hopefully remembering her in a good way.

“Yes, I did love your mother very much, Higame,” Inuyasha replies, smiling down at me with a plea in his eyes asking me to return his friendship.

“I'm glad, Dad,” I tell him, Inuyasha looking shocked and then smiling down at me in a fatherly way.

Then his face contorts as if he just smelled something awful, him looking down at me with a glare.

“Why do you smell like that dirty wolf, Higame,” Inuyasha growls, apparently now going through that “overprotective” phase in parenting.

“Because I traveled with him here. He's teaching me how to take care of a wolf pup that connected with me,” I reply, lying about Kouga teaching me, seeing as how he hadn't even given me pointers on how to raise the pup.

Inuyasha gives me an “I don't know if I believe you” look and then shrugs, going to sit back in the tree as if nothing had ever happened. I smile up at him and get up, walking away in a pointless direction.

My pathway takes me to a forest clearing where I sigh, because sitting in the middle is Kouga, apparently in deep meditation. I smile at the thought of startling him and so I get on all fours right in front of him and poise my face inches from him.

I sit there in front of him for about half an hour before he opens his eyes and blushes bright red, backing away from me and falling backwards.

On his way down, he grabs me to keep himself from falling and I'm pulled on top of him, our noses touching. I laugh, finding this extremely funny as Kouga glares at me as he blushes furiously.

“What the hell is so funny, stupid wench,” Kouga says out of anger and embarrassment, just amusing me further.

“What happens when I do this,” I reply, kissing him hard and adding tongue, surprising the hell out of Kouga.

“Stop, we can't do this,” Kouga says after pushing me off and holding me back.

“Why can't we? I'm female and you're male, well, unless you're gay,” I say, looking down at Kouga expectantly.

“No, I'm not gay,” Kouga says angrily, glaring at me for even mentioning the very thought.

“Then I don't see what the problem is,” I reply with a shrug, smiling mischievously at him.

“I'm so much older than you! I'm even older than your dad,” Kouga squeals, now I know he's just making up excuses for what reason I don't know.

“That doesn't matter much. You look my age,” I reply, having fun at curbing his every excuse.

“I can't do this, Higame. There are other reasons that you wouldn't understand,” Kouga says with a groan, my weight on top of his hips.

“Then don't explain, just feel,” I reply, pushing myself forward and kissing Kouga hard on the lips.

Kouga lets out a growl and kisses me back, hiss tongue forcing entry into my mouth as his hands run up and down my sides at we roll around on the ground. I remove my mouth from his and bite his neck, Kouga letting out an aroused growl, returning the bite and licking a path to my ear, which he happily nibbles on.

I let out a sigh and wiggle my hips around, Kouga groaning and grinding up against me as he pulls my haori off, my breasts nipping as the forest air touches them. Kouga massages one breast with his hand and takes the other into his mouth, nipping and licking my nipple.

Not soon after he switching breasts, a half moan, half growl ripping from my throat as my hips grind against his of their own accord. Kouga lets out a primal growl and returns to kissing me full on, his armor making my nipples hard as pebble with its cold feel and hard texture. I use Kouga and my kissing to take off his chest armor, running my claws up and down his chest and back, making him growl into my mouth as he kisses me. I feel my hakama coming off, leaving me naked in the middle of the grassy clearing, Kouga disposing of his lower garment as well.

Then he's in me, thrusting hard and fast. I moan, kissing every inch I can reach and swirling our tongues together.

Then it feels like I'm breaking and falling too pieces, one last loud moan breaking free from my throat as Kouga lets out one last loud growl and we fall onto the forest clearing floor, Kouga on top of me.

Kouga lays down on his back trying to catch a breather and I turn over, cuddling up to him and letting out a content sigh. Kouga lets out a troubled sigh, worrying me.

“Why do you sigh as if troubled,” I ask Kouga, hoping that he would not hate me for pushing myself upon him.

“Because, Higame, I am. You are in heat and I have no reason having any sexual relations with you. I only hope you will forgive me for taking advantage of your wanton, heated behavior,” Kouga replies, sitting up and pulling on his clothes.

Suddenly I feel naked and exposed and I grab up my hakama and haori and pull them on, forcing myself not to cry.

As soon as I'm dressed I run as fast and far as I can, hiding in the darkest part of the forest I can find. There I let my tears come, my heart breaking at what I had done. I had let him take my virginity and he had thrown it in my face.

I curl into a little ball and cry until I can cry no more. Then I dry sob, my heart still breaking inside.

Eventually I falls asleep, leaves in my hair from our love making and face stricken with tears.