InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Soul Stealer ❯ Two - Their Moment ( Chapter 2 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: salvatore-shan
“I know you told me not to ask you anymore questions, but please, one more… And if I ask you this, promise me that you’ll say ‘yes’.”

What is Inuyasha planning on telling Kagome? Find out. And where will this lead? Is this the start of something new, or has Kagome's luck really run out?

Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 03.02.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.8K | Visits: 417 | Status: Completed

Soul Stealer
Chapter Two - Their Moment
“I know you told me not to ask you anymore questions, but please, one more… And if I ask you this, promise me that you'll say `yes'.”
Inuyasha squirmed uncomfortably on the carpet, eyes wandering around the room - not even looking at the girl in front of him. His palms were sweaty and he'd never thought a room was capable of being this stuffy. He opened his mouth to speak.
“Kagome, would you…” Inuyasha bowed his head, not sure whether this would make sense to someone from the future. He wasn't sure whether tradition was the same - whether Kagome would make sense of his `proposal'.
He finally plucked up the courage to say what he meant to say. “I know that you're a human, and… and people say that there's this uncrossable river between demons and humans, right?” he didn't wait for Kagome to nod or answer with the affirmative, he steamed on, afraid that he'd lose his courage.
“But I'm half-human, and maybe there's a chance that we could…” he stopped. He'd taken one whole year to say this. One whole, damn year! One year of protecting her, of lying about what was blatantly obvious, of standing around and watching her get friendly with people like Kouga…
Inuyasha bowed his head and sighed. “If we ever…” His throat locked up. Taking a deep breath, he carried on. “If we ever… or rather, when we complete the Shikon Jewel, will you… will you stay with me? I mean… live with me and b-b-be my-”
Kagome felt that same sinking feeling in her stomach that she got when she saw the shrine steps, except this time it was magnified a thousand times. But she wasn't annoyed or afraid… she was so happy that she leapt on him. She didn't even wait for him to whisper the word: “-wife.”
“Yes!” she cried, their hands still locked together. “Yes! Yes! Yes!”
“W-Wait…” Inuyasha choked out, laughing and protesting like he was being tickled. “Kagome, I haven't finished.” Feeling victory flood through every part of his body gave him the strength to continue.
Kagome sat back, wondering what he was going to say. Inuyasha smiled, sitting himself up a bit. “When that happens, then we can get rid of the jewel for good… by purifying it, right?”
Kagome was puzzled. She narrowed her eyes, wondering what he was getting at. “How?” she asked.
Inuyasha sighed and looked away. “By making me a human,” he said, and he spoke without any bitterness at all.

Kagome and Inuyasha were silent at the dinner table. Occasionally they would get odd looks from Grandpa and Mama Higurashi, but neither said anything. Sota wasn't there (he was staying with his friend, Satoru, for the night).
The table layout suited all. Oden, mainly, for the Higurashi family and ramen for Inuyasha.
Eventually when the dinner had been eaten, all the plates were empty and Mama Higurashi was cleaning them away, she gave her daughter and the half-demon a worried glance. “Are you two okay? We heard a lot of shouting earlier, and-”
Kagome cut her off. “Uh, we only had a little argument, Mama - but we're sorted now, aren't we, Inuyasha?” she looked at the boy on her right and flashed him a movie-star smile. He nodded fervently. “Yeah, we're fine.”
He reached for Kagome's hand under the table - though he didn't have to reach far because she was reaching out for his, too. As soon as their hands locked together they both looked at each other and smiled.
Mama gave them a strange look when she noticed this but then decided that they looked content. She sighed and started doing the washing up, giving Kagome's grandpa a meaningful glare.
“Huh?” Grandpa piped up, looking around dumbly. This attracted attention and Kagome stared at him, trying to work out what was going on.
Mama gave Grandpa another look, and then he caught her meaning. He cleared his throat. “Uh, Kagome, me and your mother are going to an open evening at the museum… something about, uh…”
“We won't bore you with the details,” Mama jumped in, hands firmly in a pair of rubber gloves - complete with washing-up liquid. “But we'll be gone until late, so I thought you two would like to watch a film or something.”
“Film…?” Inuyasha repeated, looking confused. Kagome smiled at him, and he realised it must be something to do with `advanced technology'… whatever that meant. Obviously something he didn't understand…
“We're fine, Mama. We can watch TV or find something else to do.” At this, she gave Inuyasha a very thoughtful look. Luckily, her mother didn't see - she'd turned back to the sink. Inuyasha stared back at Kagome, puzzled.
Grandpa stood up. “I think we won't be back to the early hours of the morning… we might be going out for dinner and then your mother's going to catch up with some friends - so, look after the house.”
“We will,” Inuyasha and Kagome said, simultaneously. They both stood up, tucking their chairs in - being careful to let go of their hands under the family's all seeing eyes.
Then, Grandpa gave Inuyasha a desperate look. “Oh, and Inuyasha… stay out of my shed.”
Kagome hadn't the heart to tell her Grandpa that it was she who had said `sit' and made Inuyasha crash through his shelves and break Grandpa's precious heirloom vase. She laughed sweetly and Inuyasha glared. (Note: Episode 160!)

The screen door slid to a close, cutting off the biting cold outside. Kagome's mama and grandpa were escaping through the grounds of their home, passing the well house and taking their time down the steps of the shrine - Mama in a shawl, arm linked in Grandpa's.
“I hope they don't fight,” Mama Higurashi sighed, shaking her head. Grandpa fidgeted uncomfortably and only responded with a muffled `uhn'. “It's just that,” Mama was continuing, “we can trust them alone, right?”
It was Grandpa's turn to sigh. “Yes, dear. I'm sure they'll be fine.”
“But I'm not talking about them fighting anymore. What if they…” she broke off and lowered her gaze - then, with the sudden energy of a teenager, bounced back happily and said: “No, that'll never happen!” and grinned broadly.
Kagome's grandpa gave his daughter an odd glance, and then, with a start, they realised they were in the street - far below the shrine. The steps had ended. “Let's hurry,” Grandpa huffed, starting to walk briskly to the left. “We don't want to be late. I heard there's free food…”

Inuyasha stood by the front room - looking in absently and wondering what to do with himself. Kagome had said simply that she was going upstairs `to change'. Did it really take her half an hour to put on a different shirt? Inuyasha was bored and was fidgeting, unhappily. Kagome was always there to cheer him up and entertain him (even if he didn't like saying so), and now that she wasn't around - he noticed it.
He sighed and started tapping his foot, frowning. What was taking her so long?
Kagome, in her room, was picking up different shirts and flinging them on the bed. She was really trying to impress. She was standing, glaring at the vests and t-shirts in anger, wearing nothing more than a pair of tight black jeans and a bra. Her hair was brushed back from her face, held in a stylish bun with a pair of decorated chopstick-style hairpins. She didn't realise that some strands were falling loose about her ears and making her look even more graceful.
Eventually she picked up a silvery dress that hung to just below her hips. Slipping it on, she realised that it brought out the ebony of her hair, and it looked perfect with the jeans. More strands of her hair were coming loose, and yet she still didn't take any notice.
Her dress was silky and thin, the two straps holding it up hardly accounting to anything. Yet, she looked…
“Perfect.” Kagome smiled, staring in her mirror and adding some makeup touch-ups. If only she could look this way all the time. But… she couldn't. Not if the Sengoku Jidai had anything to say about it. Kagome sighed and flung open her bedroom door, not bothering with shoes.
Not one for entrances, she just walked down the stairs normally - catching sight of the white-haired boy standing idly in between the living room screen doors. But he didn't catch sight of her until she was right behind him.
“Boo,” she said softly. Considering that the house had been silent only a moment before, Inuyasha jumped with fright and leapt round, his claws outstretched. But when he saw her… his body stiffened and he froze in place. He didn't think he could talk even if he wanted to.
“So, what do you think?” Kagome asked, spinning on the spot. Inuyasha's mouth fell open. He was making noises similar to that of someone who was having trouble breathing. Hyperventilating. His amber eyes were large, his pupils practically invisible. Kagome batted her eyelashes - not intentionally, just trying to get an answer out of him.
He looked paralysed.
“I think…” he began, and then very slowly his body relaxed. The house, the shrine, the whole world had disappeared and instead there was just the two of them. In a place that had nothing but was everything…. everything to him. He didn't know whether he could speak his mind or not, because he felt that if he spoke true he would collapse on top of her. That thought was enough to send a blush creeping up and over his cheeks.
“I think…” he said again, feeling very hot under the collar. He was panicking now, wondering whether she would accept what he was about to say. Inuyasha wasn't one to speak his feelings but now that he was so close to having her completely… now that nothing was in his way and he knew who he wanted at last…
He cleared his throat and took hold of one her hands. Kagome looked up into his eyes, her silver eye shadow dancing in the artificial light churning out from the overhead lamps. Her mouth opened - lips parting. Her face was softening until she looked enlightened and wise beyond her years.
“I think… I want to kiss you,” Inuyasha smiled, speaking slowly and softly so that every word made an impact. Kagome's mouth formed an `o' shape, and her cheeks felt hot. She looked down, embarrassed, and then she smiled beneath a few dangling strands of hair.
“I'd like that,” she replied. And then she looked up, to see that Inuyasha's eyes were already closed and he was leaning towards her. She did the same, shutting her eyes and trying to keep everything inside of her - holding onto the moment forever. Her heart was pounding in her throat, her blood roaring in her ears. She could hear him breathing, hear herself dragging in shaky breaths. They were taking in the same air - they were that close.
She could smell him… he smelt like forest pine needles and Spring… like grass after it's been raining and cinnamon… like sandalwood and exotic fruit. Kagome felt dizzy and drunk. I think I'm going to faint… she thought, and yet it was nothing in comparison to when their lips met.
Electric shocks set every nerve ending in her body alive and alert. Her skin fizzled and the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. Her hands were shaking as Inuyasha pulled them upwards, resting them on his shoulders. The bottom of her spine was numb and her head was reeling.
This feels… so right. Kagome thought happily, almost crying with sheer pride. Finally… His lips were warm… soft like flower petals and just as fragile. Kagome opened her mouth slowly, sending him an invitation. Inuyasha accepted and wrapped his arms around her waist, tongue simultaneously sliding into her mouth.
Kagome did the same, except her arms were around his neck and she was pulling him in, deeper and deeper. She wanted them to be the same - to be one. Absorbing him. Their tongues flicked continuously, back and forth, sending a shiver of pleasure up both of their spines…until the moment where they both had to come up for air.
They fell apart, their breathing ragged and unsteady - coming in short gasps. Even Inuyasha was having trouble standing up straight as he spiralled off to collapse against the wall. Kagome was shivering in disbelief - her mind trying to process the fact that she'd just had her first kiss! And with Inuyasha, too!
The fireworks in her mind were pounding victoriously. Then slowly, she realised that her hands were still around the hanyou's neck. The only trouble was, the atmosphere in the room had gone from electric to ice cold in the blink of an eye. Inuyasha wasn't looking at her. His face was turned away and his expression was unreadable. Kagome swore that his eyes were dark. Dismay rippled through her. What's wrong with him? She wondered. Isn't he happy?
She tried to turn him. “Inuyasha?” she whimpered, feeling as if she was calling out to an empty room `is anyone there?'. He didn't answer. There was only the echo of his name in her head and heart. “Inuyasha?” she said again. He turned his face further away, breathing muffled as his face flattened against the cool wall.
What now? He wondered. Is she really ready for…? Inuyasha stopped, mind made up.
Kagome, wishing she could just jump into his head, was on the verge of tears - wondering why he had to ruin such a perfect moment. Because he's an idiot, she realised, frowning. He probably isn't taking any of this seriously.
But she was wrong. Very wrong. Inuyasha turned back to her, eyes shining like the setting sun, a big smile on his face. And then, not even giving her a moment's warning, his smile cracked his face in two and he grabbed her, carrying her bridal-style upstairs.
“Inuyasha! What are you-?” Kagome began, but then stopped, breaking off into a giggle when Inuyasha started laughing too. Oh, she loved it when he laughed… and she figured that whatever he was thinking, she might like it.
She was right. Inuyasha didn't let go of her until they were in her bedroom, and the door was locked.