InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Shivering Sands ❯ Burn ( Chapter 8 )

A/N: Aww, You guys are so Sweet, . :) CPGirl, these places actually and truly exist, well, except S.E.S.S Enterprises, ;) and are a beautiful part of Japanese history. Thank You guys for being so kind, it really is encouraging, especially when writing the next chapter.

 

Somewhat dazed, Kagome turned away from him and began climbing up the steps of the pier. She walked on the boardwalk through the throng of bodies distractedly until she heard her mother's voice.

 

"Kagome," Sana said, "there you are. Are you ready dear?" Kagome nodded slowly. "Good. Let's go Souta, Grandpa, Auntie is already at the car."

 

The two men held the remaining trays, and after packing the remaining items into the cooler, the Higurashi family set out toward the car where Sakura sat jangling the keys while Grandpa sniffed and mumbled that she wasn't going to ruin his night.

 

The family chattered brightly about the festival while Kagome gazed out the window silently, her mind frozen about the events earlier and those to come.

 

They reached home in due time and sprang out of the car, happily waving goodbye to Sakura who bless kisses at them as she departed. "That was so much fun," said Sana, "it was so good to see everyone, we don't do that enough."

 

Grandpa yawned. "I am still the reigning Mah Jong champion" he said with a grin, shaking his trophy in the air. Souta sprawled out on the couch with a groan, "And I think I ate too much," he said smiling.

 

Sana looked to her daughter and said with an inquisitive smile. "Kagome? You've been so quiet, dear, did you have a good time?" She smiled briefly at her mother. "Yeah, I did. I'm just tired, I'm going to head off to bed. Good night everyone."

 

"Good night sis," Souta said. "Good night girl," said Grandpa.

 

"Good night darling," Sana said, "Sweet dreams."

 

~*~

 

Kagome stepped out of her brief shower after letting the semi-cool water cascade over her somewhat fevered body and walked slowly toward her room. She was still quite bewildered after what happened between them, unable to truly contemplate any of the nights events and she moved in about numbly.

 

She entered her room and sat upon her bed, clutching her towel close about her as her mind replayed the moment he kissed her over and over again.

 

She dressed quietly in white a white camisole and shorts, pausing as she caught sight of the moon over head, to her a sign beckoning her to him. She walked to her door and slipped quietly down the stairs.

 

~~~

 

He sat upon the rim of the bone-eaters well, having strode there after landing by the Goshinboku. Tonight would be the night that he would begin to initiate her, to expound upon what they had begun earlier that evening.

 

After their parting at the bay, he stood watching her feminine form as she left, his eyes caressing her as he remembered how soft and pliant she was in his arms.

 

After taking one last appraising look of the area, he walked toward the trees near the forrest where he could disappear unseen. He took to the air and flew to the shrine and entered the well house, where he now stood, to wait.

 

He did not have long.

 

~~~

 

She walked along the path to the shrine well house quietly on the tips of her toes, guided only by the moonlight, the cement still warm from the sweltering heat of the day.

 

As she approached the well house, her pulse accelerated to the point that she could hear it pounding in her ears. She paused before the creaky, old door for a few moments before pulling it open with trembling fingers.

 

The room was completely dark with only a slight filter of moonlight in the far back corner; she could see nothing but a pair of golden eyes.

 

~~~

 

He sat quietly deep in the interior of the room listening for the sound of her approach, his eyes half lidded. It was but a few moments before he then heard the gentle footfall of her shoeless feet.

 

He flicked his eyes open and there she stood, her body illuminated against the night, the gleam of her white pajama shorts and camisole top capturing his attention briefly, though his eyes never left hers.

 

As the door shut, the room then went completely dark once more, though he could see her perfectly well with his acute vision. She walked forward slowly, carefully attempting to approach him; she put her hands slightly in front of her in an effort to feel where she was supposed to go.

 

He did not move, instead watching her with his assessing gaze, his mouth widening into a slight sensual smile. He could hear the rise and fall of her breathing as the air escaped her chest, and see her delicate trembling as she neared him.

 

He reached out, enclosing his fingers about her wrist and pulling her before him with gentle force. She gasped as she sensed his face near, his strong body almost touching hers.

 

They were now eye level, she standing between his muscled thighs, him leaning against the well. She sat breathlessly waiting, his lips near her own. He lifted his gaze from her lips to her eyes; his golden gaze being the only thing she now saw.

 

He slid his arms around her back, pulling her to him and buried his nose against her neck, inhaling the sweet smell of her nape, fragrant by her bath soap and natural scent, and did nothing more.

 

She had frozen at his touch, her knees trembling as she awaited his next move, but he just remained holding her, his gentle breathing against her skin soothing. She found his gentle hug immensely endearing. She slid her arms about him and with trembling legs leaned into him.

 

He pulled his head away from her neck and settled her away from him slightly, but he did not release his arms from around her waist. He paused but a moment to gaze into her eyes, his amber gaze sensual as his eyes lowered and he captured her lips in a searing kiss.

 

Her gentle inhalation of breath melted into a soft moan as he tenderly explored her mouth, nibbling upon her lips before flickering his tongue across hers. The feelings that emerged from his action were overwhelming, and feeling faint, she wrapped her arms about his neck and completely slumped against him.

 

He slowly pulled her against his body even more, and swept her legs from beneath her until she sprawled across his lap. He broke from their kiss, his mouth trailing across her exquisite jaw line to the rounded shell of her ear.

 

She moaned slightly as he gently laved the soft bend and folds, taking care to kiss the area behind her ear that he found so enticing before. He pulled away to kiss her other ear to her soft protest as she felt his lips leave her, which he found immanently pleasing, his own body stirring at her obvious pleasure.

 

Seeing the assent in her eyes, he continued until he reached her wonderfully fragrant neck and nuzzled her gently with his nose before his mouth was upon her, the light hair that tapered around her neck straining with her heightened senses.

 

She exhaled softly as he tenderly licked her flesh, the sensation intoxicating her. She tangled her fingers into the silver hair hanging to his back, his touch igniting a deep need within her.

 

His mouth teased her sensuously, causing her entire body to stiffen in sensation. She moaned softly as his lips trailed a path to her collarbone, biting carefully upon the delicate bone, and delved against the protruding portion with his tongue.

 

The heat of their bodies threatened to engulf her as she shifted to allow her body to slide full against his. She felt something undeniable, hard and supple against her softness and her body was engulfed in her desire for him.

 

As he kissed a path along her jaw line, her eyes opened slightly as she murmured his name. "Sess," she whispered, the sound aching with her want. The sound of his name leaving her lips this way was irrefutably satsifying. He gazed in to her dark depths, seeing their truth before he lowered his eyes and brushed her mouth with his.

 

She slid her hands into his hair, his wonderfully soft yet thick hair, kneading his scalp as he kissed her deeply. She slid her tongue to his mouth, tentatively twining with his in a sensual dance.

 

As she grew bolder, she bit and sucked gently against his tongue. A sliver of pleasure hit him so soundly that he growled softly. She felt a deep pull within her womanly core at the sound, that she had that sort of control over someone who absolutely throbbed with vitality and power was intoxicating.

 

She broke their kiss and shifted her head until her nose rested near his collar bone, desiring to touch him as he touched her. She raised her eyes to his unsure, asking his permission which through the communication of their bodies, he gave.

 

Tentatively, she kissed the bone of his sensitive neck, as she raised her gaze to his unsure. He lowered his lashes until his eyes were near closed, signaling his permission, letting her see she pleasured him, urging her to continue. She did, while gazing into his eyes she licked at his flesh then bit down upon his collarbone.

 

He inhaled deep within his chest and slid his hands beneath her camisole to slide it down. She gasped softly as her breasts lay bare to his gaze. 'She has absolutely perfect breasts,' he thought with satisfaction.

 

Kagome felt self conscious at his gaze and attempted to cover herself with her hands. He took her hands and placed them against his stomach. Bending to one of her coral tipped breasts, he kissed her pert nipple, smiling with amusement as it puckered.

 

She quivered at his actions, a whimper straining her throat. He laved his attentions upon her other breast before his kisses descended lower, slowly trailing a path to her belly as he lifted her slightly to gain access. An undeniable, pleasurable heat flooded her nether region, and she moaned so very softly, but the sound rang in his ears.

 

She slid her hands into his hair, her body arcing slightly as she desired to get more of him, his touch, his caress. His body was hard as a iron now, as she grew more and more willing to submit to his caresses, the more difficult it was to keep his raging desires in check.

 

He struggled to remember that the reason he came here to initiate her without making her his completely, she wasn't quite ready. He returned his attention to her nape once more as a discipline for himself and she started slightly as an arc of pleasure raced through her.

 

She put her hand down upon the edge of the well to steady herself as she settled in his embrace and a fair sized splint from the well entered her hand. She gasped, as the slight pain hit her, and she suddenly became aware of herself and where she was. `The well...InuYasha...Oh, God, what am I doing?'

 

He peered down as he heard her gasp, and grabbed her wrist, flipping her palm over. He frowned, and as he could see the obtrusive object clearly, he gently pulled the splint out of her hand. Her face crumpled and her eyes began welling with moisture.

 

He smelled the tears long before he saw them and when he looked closely, he could see them slipping down her cheeks. “Are you in pain,” he asked quietly. “Yes,” she whispered, “but not in the way you think.”

 

He thought he knew what plagued her. "Kagome," he said his voice low, his face near hers. The tears brimmed out of her eyes, "I can't. Please. I hate myself right now," she whispered brokenly.

 

His eyes flickered, the impassive mask returned. "And why is that," he asked in the same tone. He thought he knew, but he wanted to be sure. Her lip quavered as she replied. "Because I am betraying him. I'm sorry, but..."

 

In the next moment,, she slipped off of his lap and pushed the door open and ran back to the house, the tears nearly blinding her.

 

~*~

 

Sesshomaru remained where he was sitting for sometime, watching her departing form as she fled from him, repressed every instinct within him that desired to go after her. Instead, he sat quietly, subduing himself and calming the fire that raged within. He wasn't angry with her, simply resigned. She had to come to him on her own terms.

 

He flew home afterward and immediately went to the forrest where he transformed into his enormous, pure demon form, where he could suppress and emit all emotion, happiness, anger, hate, and lay his head upon his great paws and closed his eyes.

 

He emerged from the wood sometime later, feeling some of his energy having been released and looked toward the dark castle. It was nights like this when he most felt being in the castle alone. He then departed for the one place where he didn't feel that ache.

 

~~~

 

Kagome slid to the floor beneath her window, her face mirroring her confusion. "No," she moaned as the memories of being with Sesshomaru melded with her memories of InuYasha.

 

She slid her hands to her face and breathed in deeply. `I cant do this. InuYasha, I still love you so much.' But her thoughts continued to flicker to the one who couldn't be denied.

 

Tormented by her thoughts, Kagome sat with her face against the window for sometime before shaking her head wearily and going to her bed.

 

She awoke the next morning hearing Sana's gentle voice. "Kagome? Morning dearest,” she said as she poked her head around the corner. Kagome's face furrowed and she opened her eyes wearily.

 

"Why don't you come down and have breakfast," Sana continued. Kagome nodded slightly, her eyes still closed. Sana turned and began walking down the hall. Kagome sat up dully, the events of last night still fresh in her mind. She moaned, agonized as she thought of how freely she had lain in Sesshomaru's arms.

 

Turning her head in an attempt to wipe the memories from her, she vaulted from the bed and after grabbing her robe, tottered down stairs. "Morning sis," Souta yelled with a mouth full of food, "Boy, you must be really tired." "Yeah," she said as she sat down heavily.

 

Grandpa raised his eye brows appreciatively. "I know just the thing to fix that," he said with a chortle.

 

Kagome sighed heavily.

 

***

 

Sana eyed her daughter questioningly as the family sat at dinner a few nights later. 'Kagome seemed really withdrawn the past few days,' she thought. 'I thought she was okay, I thought she was finally beginning to be okay. She hasn't behaved like this, not since she's been able to talk to Sesshomaru.'

 

Kagome pushed at her food halfheartedly, her brow furrowed in thought. She put down her fork with a heavy sigh. "May I be excused," she said quietly.

 

"Of course dear," Sana said. She watched Kagome slowly walk up the stairs. 'She seemed so happy the other day at the festival,' she mused. 'I wont pry. She'll tell me on her own.'

 

Kagome trudged up the stairs to her room, the memories of that night weighing heavily on her mind. Every time she remembered how her tentative kisses grew into a growing abandon, she shook her head wearily, trying to banish the heady images from her mind.

 

"Kagome," Sana said as she entered Kagome's room after knocking. "Tell me what's wrong, you've been acting so distant the past few days." Kagome turned her head from the window, her eyes melancholy.

 

"You've been so distant ever since we left the festival," Sana said gently, "Did you not have a good time? You seemed to."

 

She stroked her daughter's hair and said casually, "I saw, well, I think I saw Sesshomaru there, at least, I think it was him.” She gave a soft laugh. “Not that it could be anyone else, my God, he is Absolutely Gorgeous. I can see why you like being around him.” Kagome closed her eyes slowly as a pang of remorse and confusion washed over her.

 

“Do you want to tell me about it?” Sana said as she gently cupped her daughters' face and tilted her head back. Kagome's bottom lip quivered and she nodded slowly as she opened her eyes.

 

She told her mother what happened haltingly, her eyes lowered in regret as she told her about their kisses. "I just...feel horrible, as if I betrayed him," she said, tears welling in her eyes.

 

Sana was silent for a long moment. "I don't think InuYasha would begrudge you going forward with your life," she said slowly. The tears slid down her cheeks. "But not with his brother, Mom, he hated him. It's like I'm trying to replace him"

 

Sana shook her head, “I don't think you are, I think you see them both as who they are, completely different entities. Who else understands you more than Sesshomaru?” She played with her daughter's soft bangs. “I think you can keep the feelings you had for InuYasha separate from those you have for Sesshomaru. I think you are allowed to move on dearest."

 

Kagome swallowed heavily. "You didn't with otou-san," she said pitifully.

 

Sana smiled while rubbing her finger beneath Kagome's chin. "That's because I've already had the best of him. I had you and Souta and the memories of our life together. I don't need anything else. But you are a young woman, and InuYasha is lost to you."

 

She looked down into Kagome's eyes. "You don't ever forget. But Sesshomaru rouses something deep within you. I think you were fated to be this way. I don't think its something you should throw away."

 

Kagome lowered her head and stared out of the window thoughtfully. Sana fluffed her hair one last time before stepping back. She said nothing as she left the room, and Kagome did not turn around. All she could see where her memories of that night, and the echo of her mother's words stayed with her.

 

She sat there for sometime, alone with those thoughts that overwhelmed her. She slid away from the window and slowly turned away. Pulling a pair of white capri pants out and an off the shoulder dark blue long sleeve top, she dressed quietly.

 

After sliding a pair of sandals on, she quietly exited her bedroom, walked softly down the stairs and slipped out the front door.