InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Serendipity ❯ Layers unfolded ( Chapter 19 )

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

The clapping, which echoed throughout the entire auditorium, fell on the deaf ears of Kagome.

After the curtains fell, she scurried on the opposite side of the stage, away from the rest of the cast, who at that moment, was chatting excitedly and greeting their families as they migrated toward the exit.

Gathering her belongings in one hand, she felt her rapidly beating heart with the other, her eyes widening at its pace.

I'm making a big deal out of nothing. It was just an act, that's all. I can't act differently around him, or he'll realize that it was so much more than that to me.

Attempting to rid herself of her inner turmoil, she exhaled roughly and turned around, only to come face to face with the topic of her mind.

He had such an intense expression in his eyes--they were smoldering with something so unfamiliar.

“InuYasha.”

The name left her lips before she even realized it.

“Hi, Kagome,” he said softly, watching her intently, not making an effort to let her pass him.

She felt her cheeks warm just from the way he had spoken her name, her blue eyes not having the will to shake of his piercing amber ones.

He walked closer, his tongue instinctively gliding over his now dry lips.

He wanted to kiss her again--kiss her until she made the same sexy noises as she did in his dream, until she begged to feel his tongue delve into her moist cavern.

“God,” he breathed, reaching for her neck to pull it toward him.

When had he become this bold?

He smirked internally, deciding the his love for this woman fueled every desire that burned in his soul, that ignited things in his very being that had previously been invisible.

“Congratulations, you guys!” was heard, halting InuYasha from making his move.

Instead, his hands found refuge in his pants pocket.
Fucking hell.

Miroku and Sango made their way across the stage, sporting two huge grins.

“That was so amazing,” Sango complimented, pulling the two into a quick hug.

Miroku planted a kiss on Kagome's cheek and patted InuYasha on the back in approval.

“I have to agree. Your acting was beyond incredible. So incredible, in fact, that it makes me wonder if there was really any acting involved.”

Hearing her boyfriend's underlying meaning, she giggled in her hand, enjoying the way the couple before them blushed in embarrassment.
“Kagome, what's wrong?” InuYasha asked, tossing his mechanical pencil down on the floor.

Kagome, who was presently sitting on the floor next to him, leaned against the bed as they drew together, looked up at him in confusion.

“What--”

He growled, taking the sketchbook from her lap, anxious to have her full attention.

“You know damn well what I'm talking about! Ever since the play, you've been different toward me! You've hardly spoken to me in school, and even now, we haven't had a proper conversation!”

She felt the pounding of her heart against her chest again--could he know?

She quickly stood, facing away from the cause of the constant butterflies in her stomach.

“I'm just tired, is all,” she responded with a fake smile and began to head toward the exit.

I need to keep my distance, or else something might slip!

“Oi, don't you lie to me!” InuYasha also stood and forced her in the corner of the bedroom, his figure looming over her.

He searched her eyes, his expression raw, demanding.

“You've never lied to me before, so don't you dare start this shit now.”

Her eyes widened.

InuYasha seemed a lot bolder lately; a lot more observant, or cognizant of her as well.

“InuYasha, I...”

She trailed off, turning her head away to face the opposite side of the room.
“I'm just confused. I..it's just...the kiss--eep!”

She covered her mouth, attempting to call the words back.

Did I really just say that? Aargh, I'm so stupid!

At that moment, the ears on InuYasha's head maneuvered like satellites--his eyes as wide as saucers.

She had been thinking about it too?

“Kagome,” he groaned, grabbing her chin and turning it in his direction, forcing their eyes to lock.

“What about the kiss?”

His voice sounded so unfamiliar to him--t was raspy, seeping with desire, with pure want.
Kissing her once was addictive enough, and now he found himself suffering from withdrawal symptomshad to taste her again and again.

“I'm just stupid,” she said, running a hand through her bangs, revealing the droplets of sweat on her forehead.

Becoming impatient, he grabbed her wrists and pressed them against the wall, trapping any movement.

“You're not stupid,” he ground out, his breathing becoming labored from the wanton thoughts that began to form in his mind.

“Now tell me about the kiss.”

Deciding she could avoid the topic no longer, she sighed and met his gaze full on.

“I liked it a little too much, InuYasha. I know it's stupid because we were acting and all, but it wasn't just an act to me. I...”

He exhaled at her words.

She liked the kiss as well.

Kami, fuck, I'm so fucking...

A smirk crossed his lips as he leaned forward.

“I'll show you what it meant to me,” he whispered roughly and crushed his lips against her's, in a kiss so torrid, so ardent and passionate, it nearly set their bodies aflame. Expecting the familiar gasp that escaped her lips, he chose that same moment to delve his tongue inside and taste all that she was.
A lust induced groan fled from him, and before he knew it, his body was flush against her's, shoving it as far into the wall as it could possibly go. He released her lips just to ravish them again in pure need; she was so fucking sweet. He moved his lips sensually over her's, soft and gentle in a curious exploration, fighting the urge to grind his hips into her's when he heard the nearly silent moan that escaped her lips.

Finally, he pulled back, panting, before resting his forehead against her's.

“Idiot,” he mumbled between his labored breaths, a smirk on his face.

She smiled, feeling stupid when that familiar warmth spread through her cheeks.

“InuYasha..”

He wrapped his arms around her lithe frame tightly, burying his nose in the crook of her neck.

“I'm not letting you go anywhere,” he said softly.

“I've waited long enough for this, nothing will get in my way.”

Her eyes softened and she wrapped her arms around him as well.

After a moment in silence, the same thing that had been bothering Kagome since she met InuYasha reared its ugly head.

Now was as good as a time as any to ask, right?

She had to.

“InuYasha, I want to ask you something.”

He pulled back, his expression relaxed, peaceful.

“Hn?”

She gulped.

“About your family..”

The half-demon pulled back like he had been burned, now wearing a frown.

“No, Kagome.”

“But InuYasha, I still know nothing about your family! You know everything about mine, and it isn't fair!”

He scowled, grabbing his backpack and slinging it over his shoulder.

“You can't just leave! I want to know more about you! Is that so wrong?”

“It's none of your damned business, Kagome!” he snapped, and headed out of her room, slamming the door hard enough to cause vibrations in the wall.
“She's always so damned nosy,” he grumbled to himself as he made his way down the sidewalk toward his home.

“I fucking kiss her, and she's asking about my family.”

As he continued cursing while passing the park, a sight nearly stopped him dead in his tracks.

There, sitting on the bench, was his half brother, Sesshomaru, with a very human girl. The two were sitting rather closely together, and he wore a smirk on his face.

A smirk!

The girl nudged him with her elbow before giggling softly.

Deciding it was best that he shouldn't be seen, InuYasha hurried out of sight, his brow raised in confusion.

What the hell is Sesshomaru doing?

He scoffed, suddenly realizing that he shouldn't care about the bastard.

“I've got my own problems to worry about. That damned Kagome.”

The next morning was Saturday, so Kagome was rather irritated when someone rang their doorbell at eight a.m.

It was bad enough she hadn't had much sleep because her night was laden with thoughts of InuYasha, and when she finally does manange some sleep, someone ruins it!

“It better be important,” she grumbled, walking toward the shrine door.

The moment she pulled it open, she was met with an unrelenting embrace.

“I'm so sorry,” he whispered, inhaling her scent in order to calm himself.

“InuYasha..”

He pulled back and shoved the sunflower he had picked on the way into her hands, turning away with a blush on his face.

“I-I know how you like sunflowers.”

She held it to her nose before throwing her arms around his neck.

“Thank you, InuYasha.”

He huffed and pulled back, locking eyes with her in an intense gaze.

“I was a bastard to you yesterday. You have every right to know about my family.”

Her eyes widened, but she remained silent.

“Come for a walk with me, and I'll tell you everything.”