InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Serendipity ❯ Sweet Dreams ( Chapter 15 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Christmas break is here!

Woohooooo!

Sadly, I have to say that I didn't get ANY reviews for my last chapter. :

If not for my desire to write, this story would probably be discontinued.

Moving on.

I do have to say something about this chapter, though.

Some of you may like it, others will not.

I'm sure most of you have noticed this story is rated "M" and may have been wondering why up to this point.

Well, this chapter will explain why that is so.

There is no lemon, but there is definitely lime, citrus, or whatever other words you can think of that refer to sexual content.

So for those who would rather do without the sexual content, or think that it is too "strong", let me know, and I may soften it up a bit.

If I get no complaints, however, then we'll just have to play it by ear.

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"Wow, and then what happened?" Kagome asked, nibbling on the sushi roll that was contained within her chopsticks.

"He gave me detention! Can you believe that?" Sango exclaimed, fumes practically flying from her ears. Her fist collided with the cafeteria table, making their trays bounce against the force.

"Sango, dear, maybe he was just having a bad day?" Miroku offered, leaning toward her, a sweat drop dripping from his forehead.

She growled and pointed a finger at him in warning.

"Don't you dare touch me, Miroku! I am so not in the mood!"

Miroke shrinked backward, waving his hands frantically in his defense.

InuYasha just observed, ramen hanging from his mouth, gulping it down like popcorn.

"Mr. Miyazaki is known for tossing detention to students for no real reason," Kagome assured, rubbing her chin in thought.

"And a rumor is going around that his wife left him last week," Miroku chimmed in, also rubbing his chin.

Sango sighed in agitation.

"Oh boo friggin whoo, that gives him no right to be reckless! He gave me one for not knowing the right answer to a math equation! I don't blame his wife for leaving him! Imagine how he was at home, if he's so damn infamous here!"

"Don't you think that's a little..harsh, Sango?" Miroku asked softly, his cobalt eyes widened slightly in the spite dripping from her words.

She sighed, leaning back in her chair.

"I guess..but I'm just so mad."

Kagome smiled reassuringly, while digging into her backpack, scrunging around for something.

"Whatcha' lookin' for?" InuYasha asked, leaning over her shoulder in curiosity.
Moments later, she grabbed a paperback novel out of it, her face holding great satisfaction.

"This!" she exclaimed, and slid it across the table to Sango. Sango eyed it in confusion for a second, and then her eyes lit up in excitement.

"Dusk!? Thanks so much, Kagome-chan! You're already finished with it?"

Kagome nodded, a knowing grin on her face.

"I think that will make detention a little more interesting for you."

"Dusk?"

Miroku and InuYasha asked in unison.

"It's a romantic tale of a werewolf and human girl falling in love," Sango explained, her eyes skimming over the cover in anticipation.

"I can see Kagome reading that stuff, but you, Sango?" Miroku questioned, raising a brow in disbelief.

Sango blushed slightly and looked the other way.

"I-I-..uh --"

"And what is that suppose to mean, Miroku?" Kagome exclaimed, her brows furrowed.

"Uh--"

"I can understand what he means," InuYasha said nonchalantly, shrugging it off.

"You're a girly girl with your head always in the clouds."

Miroku and Sango both cringed at the hanyou's choice of words.

Kagome's cheeks reddened at the accusation, as she pointed a finger at his chest.

"Are you saying that there is something wrong with that, InuYasha?"

He gulped nervously, but covered it quickly with a smirk.

"I'm just sayin,' you look like you think of unicorns frolicking in the distance with rainbow colored butterflies flyin' around em'!"

At that, she surprisingly laughed, while playfully punching him in the arm.

"You jerk! I do not!"

He also chuckled, his smirk growing wider.

"Do too!"

He pointed a finger in her shoulder, shoving her gently.

"Do not!"

She shoved him again.

"Do too!"

This process repeated much longer than intended, as Sango and Miroku simply watched them in curiosity.

"Y'know, until now, I never realized how much you guys flirt," Sango commented, an innocence present in her voice.

At that, the bickering couple pulled away from each other, faces red.

"What!?"

Miroku chuckled at that, casually wrapping an arm around Sango's shoulder.

"Ah, my Sango, always so observant. She indeed, does have a point."

The bell rang, dismissing the lunch period, signaling for the students to head back to class.

"Anyway, thanks for the book, Kagome! See ya later!" Sango called, waving the two off as she and Miroku headed toward the exit.

Still blushing, Kagome simply waved, and hurriedly grabbed her belongings.

Geez, Sango. We don't flirt. And even if we did..

She casually snuck a glance at the hanyou, his gaze piercing right through her, making her cheeks even redder.

His eyes always seemed to be entities of their own, with such a raw shade of amber coating them.

They held so much intensity, enough to melt even the bitterest of frost.

The outer edges them were darker, more complex than the center, while various lights from the building reflected off of them in such a way, making them appear to be almost magnetic.



Realizing she was noticing entirely too much about his eyes, she tore her eyes away hastily.

And even if we did flirt..I'm sure it's one-sided..InuYasha wouldn't possibly flirt with me intentionally..

Sighing dejectedly, she threw her backpack over her shoulder and began to follow behind her friends.

InuYasha, on instinct, grabbed her arm, halting her in her place.

She looked back at him in confusion.

"What is it, InuYasha?"

Still blushing and avoiding her gaze, her replied, "I'll w-walk you..to erm..class."

With that, he grabbed her hand and began to lead her out of the cafeteria.

What the hell impelled me to do that?, he yelled inwardly, sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Geez, InuYasha! Slow down!" Kagome nagged, almost loosing her footing.

"Oi! Quit ya bellyachin' and hurry it up, will ya?"

Frowning, she childishly stuck her tongue out at him, making him smirk.

Seeing this, she couldn't help but smile.


***

"You're change in attitude is quite obvious. You've been walking around with your head held high like you've accomplished something important. It's quite agitating, you living in this fictitious world that you have created for yourself. You are half of nothing, a mutt, an abomination to all," InuTaisho stated, his voice dripping with a frost InuYasha had grown so accustomed to.

Sesshomaru had definitely taken after his father, for InuTaisho held the same monotone voice and indifferent facade.

InuYasha had, of course, taken after his mother. He was born a soft, gentle and warm half demon. His care for others always came first, and his will to love those who caused harm to him was one of the many reasons his mother loved him so.

That all changed when Izayoi died.

He had grown bitter, cold.

The will to love that he once had was nothing more than a shadow buried in the very darkest, coldest corner of his heart.

Any light of hope that he once had of being a loving, warm hanyou was stomped out by his father and brother, slowly breaking him, hindering any growth he may have developed.

Taking a different approach, InuYasha shifted his gaze up to his father's, a hollow emotion making them glisten in anxiety.

Those amazing eyes of his, once a champagne gold, were now listless, tame.

He had been seated at the kitchen table, sipping tap water while reviewing for his midterms, when his father came home unexpectantly early, making the hairs on the back of his neck stand straight up, as if he had been struck by lightning.

InuTaisho had walked in, his domineering personality showing in his hollow, golden orbs. He exuded negligence, his entire being parallel to cruelty itself. His silver hair, diffusive and daunting, held usually held captive in a low styled braid, stopping past the small of his back. Two demonic, mahogany scars coated each side of his jaw, causing his visage to appear fierce in nature.

InuYasha and his father simply matched gazes momentarily, before the conviction in InuTaisho's eyes overpowered his own, making him look down in defeat, making the full demon smirk victoriously.

"You seem to have forgotten your place. Your head should always be bowed to those of more importance than you, which in this case, would be all demons. Do not make me repeat myself. I would surely hate to have to blow that small flicker of hope burning in your soul out."

With that, InuTaisho exited the room, his braid fanning behind him.
Gritting his teeth in defiance, InuYasha nearly broke his pencil in half. His jaw moved from side to side, clicking and unclicking each time. His fists were clenched rather tightly, re-opening the scars from the last time his father pissed him off.

Let me out. You know I could kill him, his demonic side chanted.

The hanyou shook his head, his hair tumbling widly around him.

I can't. Even if we could kill him, he's not worth it.

He called our woman a bitch, it retorted, making him squint his eyes in anger.

And I wanted to kill him for it. But Kagome's not ours.

But you want her to be.

Realizing he was fighting a pointless battle, he slipped on his blazing red hoody, deciding to go to his safe haven, his temporary shelter of peace.

***

"Kagome, grab the door for me, honey!" Ms. Higurashi called from the stove, whilst adding rice and duck into the pot of mysteries she had cooking, giving the house a delectable aroma. Kagome, who had recently been studying for her midterms, came bouncing down the stairs, the smell of duck breast and curry passion fruit sauce assaulted her nose, making her eyes revert to a dreamy state.

"Ah, Mom, that smells incredible."

Ms. Higurashi blushed and simply waved her away.

"Don't give me a big head, dear."

Chuckling, and glancing at the clock, Kagome continued toward the door.

Who could be here at 9:00 on a Friday night?

Opening the door, she recieved her answer.

There stood a shivering half demon, hands shoved in pockets.

"Oi, Kagome."

She raised a brow, but smiled and quickly ushered him in, just like he knew she would.
She let him know ahead of time that he was always welcomed. She, and Ms. Higurashi of course.

"InuYasha, what a surprise! Come in, join us for dinner," she greeted, her tummy doing backflips like it always did at his random visits.

She never even questions why I come, and invites me in as if I belong here.

He slid off his shoes, and hoody, while following her into the kitchen.

"Thanks Kagome," he whispered so only she could hear, before her mother noticed him.

She simply nodded, smiling at his warm expression.

His eyes, which were usually hollow, were now blazing in the dim light of the house, making her shiver slightly.

"InuYasha, dear! What a pleasant surprise. You came just in time too, dinner's ready!"

Cheeks red, he nodded, muttering a "Thanks, Ms. Higurashi."

He was awfully hungry, just now realizing he hadn't eaten since lunch time.

***

"Need some help?" InuYasha asked, rolling up his sleeves, standing alongside Kagome at the kitchen sink. Everyone now had full, bulging bellies, and had migrated to different parts of the house, leaving the two in the room alone.

She smiled at his offer and nodded.

"Sure."

Kagome washed the plates and cups, and then handed them to him, letting him rinse and dry.

"Oi, Kagome?"

Not looking up, she responded with a "Hmm?"

"Why don't you ever question why I pop up so often? Like tonight, you just invited me in, not even asking why I came."

His voice was serious, distant, making her stop her actions and give him her full attention.
He was looking into the dish water, avoiding her gaze entirely.

Kagome wasn't stupid, she was well aware to the fact that InuYasha didn't like being home.

His family was always an off topic subject, and had told her from the beginning that they could never go to his house for anything.

He seemed so skittish around her mother and brother, as if he wasn't used to the attention and kindness they gave him.

She was obviously more perceptive than she let on, but of course avoided bringing it up, due to the argument and awkward silences that followed.

I will find out what's going on..soon.

"Everyone deserves a break, don't they?" she replied softly, a blue orbs glistening with a sense of enlightenment, making him gasp.

"Kagome.."

Did she know?

"Whatever is going on with you, InuYasha, I'm here. I swear I'm not going anywhere.."

The spoon that he had previously been drying fell to the counter with a thud as she swung her arms around his back, pulling him into a tight embrace.

"I'm here, InuYasha," she repeated, whispering.

His eyes were as wide as the plates he had been drying.

On instinct, he held her by her waist, pulling her closer, burying his face in the crook of his neck.

He said nothing, but the gesture was all she needed to know that he honestly believed her.

***

Claim her as yours, his demon blood chanted once again.

With that, his eyes popped open, instantly scrutinizing his surroundings. He was in Kagome's room, which at the moment, was covered in a blanket of darkness. The moon illuminated small parts of it through her closed blinds. Squinting, and realizing he was on the floor by her bed, he looked up to see that it was vacant.

He must have fallen asleep after helping her do the dishes.

But then, where was she?

"Kagome?" he called softly, attempting not to wake the entire house as he tip toed toward her door. The moment that his hand touched the knob, however, Kagome was coming in, her eyes serving as mini blue flashlights.

"InuYasha?"

What she wore made him gulp nervously, while pulling on his collar self-consciously.
She had on an over-sized blue shirt, the sleeves stopping past her hands. It stopped a little above her knees, and one part of it hung loosely off of her shoulder, revealing the bright pink bra strap to him.

"Uhm, I-I think I-I'm g-gonna go now," he sputtered, attempting to manuever around her.

"Wait," she called, making him halt in his tracks.

He had walked past her, his back now facing her.

Bad idea.

Seconds later, he felt her arms around his torso, and her whispering," It's past midnight. Stay with me," in his ear, and nuzzling her nose against his neck.

That, and the scent of vanilla and cinnamon, definitely clouded his judgement at that particular moment.

This was so unlike Kagome! She had never even hinted at liking him this way, making him all the more nervous.

"K-Kagome.."

He then felt her fingers tracing the back of his neck, making the little blades of hair present on it stand up straight.

"Stay," she whispered again, this time going as far to even lick his ear, making him jolt like he had been shot.

"Kagome.." this time, her name came out as a groan, and his knees began to feel incredibly weak.

He knew he had to get out of here..

As if on cue, she grabbed his hand, leading him to the desk chair that she did her homework in.
Before he realized it, Kagome landed directly in the middle of his lap, wrapping a lock of hair around her finger flirtaciously.

His entire face had reddened at this action, and he even struggled to gently shove her away.

"K-Kagome, what are you d-doing?"

He sounded pathetic, and he knew it.

Where had his pride went?

Out the door when she sat in your lap, his mind retorted smartly.

He felt weak, powerless to this sex kitten Kagome had suddenly become.

While cursing inwardly for being so weak, Kagome took the opportunity to plant gentle, butterfly kisses along his jaw, making him completely still.

"InuYasha.." she moaned his name in such a way, he nearly ached to hear her say it again.

Her assault of kisses continued down to his neck, making his eyes roll in the back of his head.

"K-Kagome..we have to stop," he moaned, his hands having a mind of their own and resting on their sides.

"Make me," she replied seductively, and planted a kiss directly on his lips, making his eyes a pair of golden saucers once again.

She was kissing him!

On the lips.

Man, oh man, oh man..


Her tongue sought permission to enter his mouth, and like any boy with a half naked girl in their lap, he quickly obliged.

God, she tasted so good.

She must've just had some form of chocolate, because it was quite prominent in her mouth and on her lips.

Having a temporary lapse in sanity, he eagerly kissed her back, seeking to permanently indulge in the taste of her on his tongue.

Before, he hated chocolate.

Now, he'd make sure it was the first thing he ate after tonight.

Not being able to hold back, a moan escaped his lips, making the girl in question moan back. Her hands dove into his hair, gripping it violently, and gently simultaneously. InuYasha did the same, seeking to bring her closer, melt their entire beings into one, to inprint Kagome into his brain forever.

The kiss grew more torrid, passionate in their desires. InuYasha had thrown his doubts out of the window the moment her lips met his, encouraging every deed, every sexual antic.

What caught him by surprise, woke him from his sexual haze, was when he felt her scorching center rub against his, the friction making him groan uncontrollably.
Not breaking their ardent lip-lock, Kagome continued to grind against InuYasha, making him shiver in pleasure. He had never been touched like this before, and God, he began to lose all self control.

Reluctantly, he broke away, panting.

"K-Kagome, we have to stop," he repeated, this time, his words more dominate.
He was actually proud of himself, having the ability to break away from a girl as beautiful and taunting as Kagome. He was just about to give himself a pat on the back, when she threw her head back, and began to grind more pressure, making his hips unconsciously act on their own accord, and meet hers in the process.

"Fuck, Kagome," he groaned, his hands resting back on her hips, and guiding her alone the steel that was present in his jeans.

"Please, Stop," he begged, his mind saying one thing while his body did another, still meeting her hips with every thrust, making them moan together. She leaned forward, rubbing her breasts against his chest, making him inhale roughly.

"Make me," she whispered again, teasing his swollen appendages with her tongue.

He groaned before gritting his teeth, gathering every piece of will that he had left.

Unfortunately, when Kagome's moans increased, that will he had broke into many pieces.

He felt his demon side springing forth, encouraging every devious act between the two.

Feeling himself lose control, all InuYasha could do was close his eyes, and brace himself for his other half to take charge.

And just like that, every doubt that had been in his mind had fled, making InuYasha guide her hips faster along his now very erect appendage. Feeling this, Kagome moaned even louder. Removing one hand from her hip, InuYasha wrapped a hand around her neck and brought her face to his, silencing her with a kiss. She continued to grind, making them both groan in each other's mouths. His breathing was becoming ragged, and he closed his eyes, attempting to regain his composure once again.

When he opened his eyes, however, he took notice to how erect Kagome's nipples looked through her shirt, making him grit his teeth for even noticing.

This feeling of immense pleasure was going to break him.

"InuYasha," she moaned, moving faster.

This wasn't right.

He had to stop her somehow.

But it felt so good..

No.

He shook his head.

But why couldn't he stop grinding into her?

He'd do it.

"InuYasha," she whispered again, softening his resolve.

"InuYasha?"

"InuYasha!"

With that, InuYasha's eyes popped open, revealing a worried Kagome standing a few inches from his face, her brows furrowed.

Blushing, InuYasha quickly sat up, looking around. The digital clock on top of the televison read 12:36.

Apparently, he had fallen alseep on the downstairs couch.

"Are you alright? You were making weird noises in your sleep," she said, no sitting directly across from him, in a pink pajama outfit, which to his relief and disappointment, didnt reveal anything he hadn't already seen.

"Sorry, just..a weird dream," he murmured, scratching his head in confusion.

So it was a dream..it felt so real..

Glancing at Kagome, he saw that she had a miniature cup of chocolate icecream in hand, licking the spoon in a very seductive way, accidentally of course.

He immediately looked away, thoughts of the dream playing back in his head.

"Want some?" she asked, a smile on her face, and an extra spoon in hand.

Hesitantly, he nodded, dipping his spoon into the container.

So, this was the closest he'd come to kissing her, eh?

Going in for another bite, the two smiled at each other, the silence between them rather comfortable.

This'll be my last time sleeping so close to her. God, that dream..