InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Springtime in Sengoku Jidai ❯ Chapter 1

Springtime in Sengoku Jidai

 

It had been nearly a year since Naraku was defeated. Faced with the end of their friendship, Kagome had used the completed Shikon no Tama to grant her wish that she would always be able to travel between time and continue to see her friends. They then decided that the strong partnership they had developed, and the ability to anticipate each other's attacks made them ideal for becoming a team of Youkai Exterminators.

 

Kagome had finished school and given up the idea of going to college. Even though she had been born in the 20th century, her heart would always be in feudal Japan. With Mama's permission Kagome stayed primarily in the Feudal Era, coming back to visit often, and restock their ramen supply.

 

Our story begins as the first spring flowers begin to bloom. The air is cleaner this spring since Naraku's miasma is no longer pervading the valley, and a certain inu-hanyou has found himself in a most uncomfortable -and all too familiar- position…

 

Inuyasha grunted as the raven-haired girl continued her diatribe, apparently unconcerned that she had just shouted -that- word seven times. Seven! Spitting out a mouthful of dirt, Inuyasha gently prodded his nose to see if she had broken it again. Thankfully only a tiny bit of blood came away on his fingers. Growling deep under his breath, Inuyasha struggled to his feet and shook his fist at the hollering woman.

 

“Damn wench! I didn't mean to find your diary! I was looking for ramen in that over-stuffed bag of yours!”

 

Kagome's eyes flashed “Baka! What possessed you to open it and start reading? Did you think you would find directions to your stupid ramen? Osuwari!!”

 

Inuyasha was face-planted into the dirt once more. He waited a moment to see if she was done `sitting' him, but when no other repetitions or name-calling came, he looked up to see her striding off into the forest, with the little book that caused so much trouble clenched in one hand and her bow in the other.

 

Gingerly he levered himself up out of his dent in the dirt only to encounter an accusing stare on Sango's face. Snarling, he dusted his haori off. “Why did she get so pissed anyway? It's just a book.” Sighing in exasperation, Sango restrained herself from bonking him between the ears with her Hiraikotsu. He really was an idiot when it came to women.

 

“Her diary is where she writes her most personal thoughts and dreams down. It's like an extension of herself, where she can sort out mixed feelings, vent her frustration, or jot down a special memory. For women, it is very personal, and never to be read by anyone.” Inuyasha furrowed his brows. “If she doesn't want anyone to read it, then why write it down?” Sango sighed. He would probably never get it.

 

Kagome stalked off into the forest, infuriated that Inuyasha had dared read her diary! Looking for ramen indeed! Finding a soft patch of grass in a clearing she sat down on it and set her bow beside her. Staring at the little book, she wondered how much he had read. It didn't matter what entry, because they all involved him in some way. Over the past year of demon hunting, her feelings for him had grown stronger. He was still childish and infuriating but she loved him nonetheless.

 

Burying her face in her hands she burst into tears of frustration over that damn hanyou, who never seemed to give a damn what she felt. It didn't matter that she loved him irrevocably. He never noticed anything about her.

 

After much arguing with Sango, Inuyasha found himself following Kagome's scent, to track her down and apologize. Sango watched as he disappeared into the trees, looking sullen and confused. Sighing, she sat back down on her bedroll and dug a comb out of her pack. Smiling at the adorable pile of sleeping fluff that was Kirara and Shippou she began brushing out her long black hair.

 

Miroku had felt the trembling of the earth as Inuyasha was `sitted', and decided to wait a while to let Kagome calm down from whatever Inuyasha had done, before heading back to camp. On his way, he discovered a small patch of the blue star-shaped flowers that Sango adored.

 

“Ah! These would look lovely against that raven-wing hair of hers!” Grinning to himself for his cleverness, Miroku picked three of the blue flowers and wrapped them together with a twist of ivy. “Perhaps she will be more inclined to believe me after I present her with these!” Hiding the flowers in the deep sleeve of his robe, he continued on his way back to camp with a bit of a bounce in his step.

 

Inuyasha followed Kagome's scent, until he had caught up with her. Silently stalking through the trees, he finally came upon her. The fact that she was sobbing sent daggers through his chest. Was she really that upset?

 

Slightly distracted as the sunset peeked through the trees and set her aflame in a golden-red wash, Inuyasha was reminded of just how beautiful Kagome was. He also began to realize that spring was almost upon them. Nervously he gulped. Spring was always a bad time for him. Full youkai were at their most active, and thus more prone to attacking villages to impress a potential mate.

 

Last spring however would have been a nightmare had he not been exhausted from chasing Naraku. He had felt animalistic urges tugging at him, but had not the energy to pay it any heed. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he knew that this spring would be very different.

 

Down below him, Kagome had shifted her position, causing a more-than-usual amount of her thigh to be exposed. Inuyasha stared lustfully, aware that the hunger would come swiftly upon him if he did not fight it. With a wrench that was almost audible, he forced his head to look in some other direction.

 

Jerking himself back into reality, Inuyasha realized that Kagome had stopped crying. Sighing, he jumped off the branch, and padded silently over to her huddled form. Placing a clawed hand on her head, he marveled at the silken softness that was her hair. He did not realize that he had begun to stroke it until she turned her head to look up at him, her eyes shadowed.

 

Jerking his hand away he sat awkwardly beside her, crossing his legs so that his knee barely touched her thigh. She still said nothing, but gave him the most haunting stare he had ever seen. Gathering his courage he took a deep breath and began to speak.

 

“Kagome…I'm…I should not have read your diary.” She did not reply, but merely drew her knees up to her chest, and rested her chin on them. “I…I'm sorry I upset you.” Glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, she sighed and finally spoke.

 

“How much did you read?” Inuyasha blinked at her, then looked back down at the ground, his ears drooping slightly. “Enough to realize how much I infuriate you.” A tenseness seemed to drain out of her body and she smiled politely at him. “Well you do you know.” Inuyasha wondered briefly what had caused her to tense up when she asked that question.

 

“And for that I am also sorry.” He scooted closer to her and put an arm around her shoulders, causing her to blush. “You are….very dear to me Kagome.” He admitted quietly. Kagome's heart leapt when he uttered those words. This was certainly a step in the right direction.

 

Inuyasha glanced over at the woman, to find that she was blushing quite prettily, and looked rather pleased. His eyes involuntarily trailed down her neck, across her collar, and lingered on the swell of her breasts beneath her strange kimono. The urge to bite down on her neck, and fondle those breasts nearly overwhelmed him.

 

Forcing the emotion away, he stood abruptly. Kagome looked up at him in concern. “What's wrong?” Inuyasha grimaced, wishing he hadn't moved away from their quite comfortable position. “I thought I heard something” he lied. Kagome stood, and slung her bow over her shoulder. “We ought to get back to camp then. It's almost nightfall.” Inuyasha nodded, and followed her through the forest.

 

As Miroku approached the camp, he saw lovely Sango running a comb through her hair, humming quietly to herself. Miroku swore to himself that he would never grope or proposition another woman ever again.

 

Sango heard the gentle chiming of his staff, and turned to see Miroku staring at her with a strange expression on his face. Furrowing her eyebrows she wondered what the pervert was thinking.

 

Miroku smiled at the taijya and strode confidently forward -though his heart was quivering- and knelt at Sango's side. Reaching deep into his sleeve he pulled out the blue star-flowers and presented them gravely to her. Sango's eyes widened at his gentlemanly gesture, and a trembling hand reached out to take them from him.

 

Miroku caught her hand as she reached out to take the flowers from him. “Sango. Do you recall the promise I made you before we defeated Naraku?” Sango's eyes lowered to the ground as a blush spread across her face. She would never forget that solemn promise. “I recall” she whispered.

 

Standing slowly he tugged at her hand, indicating she should come with him. Intrigued by the change in the monk, she followed in a daze. He led her to a small outcropping which overlooked the river. The dying sun splashed red and gold across the landscape, while the purple-blue of night began to take over the sky.

 

“I have always loved the sunset.” He began quietly, still gently cupping her hand in his own. “It is like the sun is giving way to the greater beauty that is night. She sweeps in and covers the powder blue sky with her indigo robe. Just as the sun spreads his last rays of light over the horizon, she lights the stars, and makes him long to cradle her in his fading radiance. So he chases her. And every dawn she escapes him. No matter how much he longs for her, she always flees.”

 

Sango was amazed at the soft sincerity in Miroku's voice, and turned to look in his eyes. She then realized that he had not been watching the sunset at all, but her. She blushed again, and he raised his free hand to brush back the strands of hair that had blown across her face. He cupped her cheek briefly, then pulled his hand back and spread his fingers so that she could see his palm.

 

The kazaana had disappeared the moment Naraku had been destroyed, and all that remained was a circular scar where the wind tunnel had resided. “I swore to you that I would make you my wife, and ignore all other women” Her breath caught in her throat as she finally realized what he was about.

 

“Please don't make me chase you anymore dear lady of night. My dearest Sango. If you find me worthy…please let me keep my promise.”

 

Sango tried to find her voice, and could not speak because it was choked with tears. Instead, she nodded, and had the joy of seeing his eyes light up. Letting go of her hand, he tucked the blue star-flowers behind her ear, and stroked her soft black hair.

 

“My dear Sango.” Miroku whispered, and she threw her arms around his neck, and kissed him teasingly. Feeling like the luckiest man on earth, he rested his hands on her hips, and kissed her back with great enthusiasm. Before his hands could even think about wandering downward to grope her bottom, he felt a small hand squeezing his own posterior, and he broke the kiss in astonishment. Sango grinned impishly, and grabbed him by the collar of his robe, and pulled him back down into another kiss.

 

Inuyasha and Kagome arrived back at camp, only to find it empty except for the sleeping forms of Kirara and Shippou. He was about to question their absence, when a distinct scent traveled to him on the wind. Inuyasha growled. Apparently humans were susceptible to the wiles of this damn season as well. Kagome must have understood as well because a small smile spread across her face as she put some water over the fire to make ramen.

 

A small voice deep inside him whispered in the back of his mind. “Just take her. You know she wants it. You won't even wake the kit or the firecat. Make her your mate.” Inuyasha growled and forced the voice away. He did not know for sure that she would want to mate with him - a hanyou who always pissed her off - rather than, say, Kouga or that Hojou boy who was always following her around at that school she went to.

 

But the thought was intriguing in itself. Would she mate with him? Right here? Unbidden, the thought of her submitting herself to him was incredibly arousing. He felt his member harden, and realized that it made a very conspicuous bulge in his pants. Swearing internally he un-tucked his haori, and let it hang loose over his hips. Thankful that Kagome was still busy making ramen, he seated himself against a fallen tree, and propped Tetsuaiga up next to him, praying that she would not ask about his haori.

 

She seemed to have other things on her mind though, and silently handed him a cup of ramen, and seated herself next to him. Devouring his ramen helped Inuyasha to quiet his throbbing member, though the proximity of Kagome was making things difficult. He kept finding himself watching the way her lips wrapped around her chopsticks, and sucked all the noodles off.

 

Groaning mentally he finished his ramen and set the empty cup down on the ground. It was apparent that he would have to take care of this little problem manually. Without saying a word, Inuyasha stood and stalked off into the forest. Perhaps if he had thought it out, he would have said something to Kagome to make her stay in the camp, but as it was, she was quite confused when he abruptly left.

 

As he strode off into the forest Inuyasha wondered if he would have to do this several times a day all through spring. Damn that wench and her seductiveness! She doesn't even know she's driving me insane!

 

Finding himself back in the clearing where Kagome had been crying, he unlaced his pants and freed his aching member. Thinking back on her shapely thighs, rounded breasts, and sensual lips, he began to stroke himself.

 

Kagome watched as he disappeared into the forest, a strange hitch in his walk. She hesitated a few moments, then began to follow him.

 

Inuyasha had just gotten started when he heard the snap of a twig, and the rustling of leaves. He panicked as the sound drew nearer, and gently tucked his member back into his pants and re-laced them. He turned just as Kagome stumbled into the clearing and stared at him in what seemed to be embarrassment.

 

Inuyasha whirled on her when she broke through into the clearing. She hesitated at the fey look in his eyes. They seemed brighter, yet feverish. The gold of his eyes glinted in the moonlight, and he raised an eyebrow at her. Kagome flushed. “I…are you all right? You left awfully quickly.”

 

Inuyasha stared at this innocent sweet girl. She had always worried over him, and cared about him. Damn the consequences. He would approach the subject with her, or there would be no getting around the fact that he had to leave every time she flipped her hair, or swayed when she walked, or ate a damned bowl of ramen. Damn ramen.

 

“Kagome….I….” He hesitated. For all his confidence and arrogant posturing, he was nearly quivering before this slight girl. Oh how he wanted her to say yes…

 

Kagome took a few steps forward and placed her hand on his cheek. “Are you sick? You don't look well.” Inuyasha grabbed her wrist, and pulled her closer. She stumbled a little and fell against his chest. Looking up shyly she noticed a feral gleam in his eyes. Swiftly he bent down and gently brushed his lips against hers.

 

An electric shock ran through Kagome's lips when he kissed her. He had kissed her! Oh sweet Kami….

 

Inuyasha stared deeply into her startled eyes. “Kagome….I …I love you.” Kagome's heart jumped as she heard those words she'd been longing for. “Inuyasha…” She wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him tightly. Then she gasped when she felt something long and hard pressed against her thigh.

 

“Inuyasha!” she exclaimed, startled. Inuyasha grinned ferally and bent down to capture her lips for a longer, deeper kiss. Soon she melted back into his arms, and kissed him back with growing enthusiasm. Breaking off briefly he looked deep into her eyes. “Kagome…I want….I need….to take you as my mate. I will have no other woman.”

 

She smiled shyly and looked up into his golden eyes, filled with desire, love, and anticipation. “Nothing would make me happier.” A sweet smile broke over Inuyasha's face and he lifted her hands to his mouth to kiss her fingertips. “You know that this means forever right? Inu-youkai mate for life…it is more binding than a human marriage.” He stared deeply into her eyes, waiting for her affirmation.

 

Kagome's face lit up as she replied firmly “I would be most honored to be your mate for the rest of our lives.” A feeling of pride, and great possession filled Inuyasha as the overwhelming urge to confirm his mate rolled over him like a wave. He gently picked up Kagome, and lay her down on the softest part of the grass.

 

Her hair fanned out behind her, and she looked up at him, her eyes filled with trust, and love. Inuyasha merely stared at her for a moment, admiring her quiet beauty. He traced a line from her neck, over her breasts, and down her belly with one claw, and her resulting shiver nearly drove him to ravishing her. But no. This was to be his mate. She deserved patience, and complete fulfillment of her needs before he took his own pleasure.

 

He leaned down over her, and set his lips to her flushed neck. Kagome buried her fingers in his silvery hair, moaning ever so slightly each time his fangs grazed her neck. Carefully he unbuttoned her blouse, and slid it open, revealing her bra. Inuyasha growled. “How many clothes must you wear wench?” Kagome giggled and tugged at his haori. Inuyasha sat back on his haunches and tugged it over his head, the red fabric briefly obscuring his vision. When he could see again, Kagome was sitting up also, her hands twisted up behind her back, and the strange garment suddenly fell loose, and she tossed it off to the side.

 

Inuyasha wasted no time in pushing her back onto the grass, and fastening his lips at her collarbone, while his hands gently cupped her breasts. Opening his mouth slightly, he grazed his fangs down over her collar and onto one of her soft globes of flesh. She gasped as his fangs grazed over her nipple, and he could smell her arousal spike.

 

Grinning to himself, Inuyasha flicked his tongue over her hardened nipple, and lightly traced the other with his claws. Kagome let out a small moan as she buried her fingers in his long silver hair.

 

Just as he was about to venture further down, a childish voice broke through the stillness of the night. “Kagome? Sango? Miroku?…….Inuyasha?” Inuyasha growled as Shippou's voice drew nearer. “Damn kit must have been following our scent” He growled in Kagome's ear. Smiling briefly she nodded and cupped her hand against his cheek. Inuyasha looked back into her eyes, and she kissed him lightly on the nose, before gathering up her bra and shirt.

 

Tugging them on, she called out to Shippou. “We're over here Shippou-chan!” Inuyasha furrowed his brow and growled menacingly at the girl. “Why bother? He was doing just fine on his own.” Kagome raised an eyebrow at him as Shippou struggled through the last of the underbrush and into the clearing.

 

“Why did everyone leave?” Shippou asked plaintively. Kagome smiled and gathered the kit up into her arms as she rose to her feet. “We were having grownup talk, and didn't want to wake you.” Shippou nodded, as if this made all the sense in the world.

 

Noticing that Inuyasha wasn't right on her heels, Kagome turned and looked back at him. “Aren't you coming Inuyasha?” She grinned at the pained look on his face. “I'll be along shortly. I'm going to go bathe in the stream.” Shippou grinned “Good thing! You smell funny…and you've gotten it all over Kagome too!” Shippou comically waved his hand in front of his nose. Inuyasha growled at the kit as Kagome giggled.

 

Sighing, Inuyasha waited till Kagome was well out of earshot, then unlaced his pants again, determined to quiet his throbbing erection.

 

Shortly after Kagome and Shippou returned to camp, Miroku and Sango made their entrance as well. They were both rather disheveled and smelled strongly of sweat, and sex. Sango had an extremely satisfied look on her face, and Miroku looked exhausted.

 

Kagome raised an eyebrow at the two, while Shippou blatantly exclaimed “You guys stink! Were you fighting? `cause you smell kinda like Inuyasha and Kagome did, except worse. Maybe you should go take a bath.”

 

Kagome stifled a giggle, and blushed as Sango gave Kagome an “Oh really?” look. Miroku merely crossed his legs and began to meditate, with a slight smile playing across the corners of his mouth every now and then.

 

The night wore on, and still Inuyasha had not returned. Eventually, one by one, they all fell asleep around the dying campfire.

 

Kagome had been asleep only a few moments, when she felt a wet tongue bathing her face. Sleepily she giggled. “Buyo knock it off!” Slowly she opened her eyes, to see she was nose to nose with Inuyasha. Rather than screaming, which was her first reaction, she smiled up at him, and leaned forward to plant a firm kiss on his lips.

 

Tugging on her sleeve, he bade her follow him silently out of the camp and into the forest. She grinned at his insistent face, and quietly slipped out of her bedding to follow him.

 

Once they were out of earshot, Inuyasha picked Kagome up and began to run. Kagome nuzzled into his embrace, and let the wind rushing past, and the sureness of his grasp around her, lull her into a half-doze.

 

In the meantime, Inuyasha was carefully watching the trail. He had prepared quite a surprise for his Kagome, and didn't want to lose his way in the dark forest. He heard Kagome sigh quietly and cuddle up against his chest, her fingers loosely clutching his haori.

 

A strange feeling clutched at his heart. Every time his mind turned to the girl, it would constrict his chest, and make it hard to breathe. Especially now, with both their secrets out in the open. He loved her, and she him. He could identify the feeling of pride, that this was the woman he would be mated to. Lust of course, for she was so curvy and soft in all the right places, and her hair glistened blue in the moonlight.

 

But the third? The third emotion was something important. Something significant. Something that made him want to shout her name from the mountain tops. Finally he realized what it was. Unconditional love. Smiling to himself, Inuyasha, sped through the dark forest, his heart brimming with fire for this small strange woman who had fallen through a well in time.

 

Kagome was awoken again, this time by a soft brush against her lips. Lazily she opened her eyes and found Inuyasha hovering over her face, a strange fire in his eyes. Smiling, she leaned upwards and captured his lips with her own again.

 

After a few moments they broke the kiss, and Inuyasha moved to set her on her feet. Looking around Kagome noticed that he had stopped in front of a small crack in the cliff face. Inuyasha smiled like he had the best secret in the world under wraps.

 

“I decided to arrange a surprise for you. I hope you like it.” He muttered, his face tinged red. He grasped Kagome's hand, and pulled her into the crack in the cliff. Kagome stumbled in after him, her eyes not able to see in the pitch blackness of the cave. For it seemed that the crack widened , and she was no longer scraping the walls.

 

“If taking me to a cold, dark cave was a surprise, I'm not sure I like this…” Kagome muttered under her breath. Inuyasha chuckled and squeezed her hand reassuringly. “Don't be an idiot, wench. I'll warm you up soon enough.” Kagome gasped at the lecherous innuendo.

 

“Pervert. You've been taking lessons from Miroku haven't you?” Inuyasha chuckled again, and tugged at her arm abruptly, so that she stumbled, and had to grasp on to Inuyasha's haori, lest she fall.

 

“See? You just cant keep your hands off me can you wench?” Kagome growled and muttered something about saying the word. Inuyasha feigned deafness. “What was that wench? I thought I heard you threaten to sit me. Which would be a ridiculous idea, since I've got such a good grip on your hand, it would probably drag you down too….”

 

Kagome growled again, and squeezed the hanyou's hand, implying punishment yet to be administered. Inuyasha merely chuckled, and guided her further into the cave.

 

Finally Inuyasha stopped. Kagome bumped into his back, and he reached out and steadied her. “Careful wench. Stand still for a moment, I'm going to start the fire.” Kagome panicked briefly when she felt his hand loosen it's grip and release her own.

 

For a few agonizing moments Kagome stood in the dark, clutching herself, until Inuyasha got the fire lit. When he did, she looked around and gasped. Instead of the moldy cold rock she was anticipating, she found herself in an opulent bedroom.

 

Well sort of.

 

The walls of the cave were covered in moth-eaten tapestries from ages past. It seemed that the fire Inuyasha had lit was in an actual fireplace, built into one wall of the cave, the chimney extending into the ceiling, and presumably to the top of the cliff. A large mattress covered in thick blankets, furs and pillows lay on the ground next to the fireplace, and a small table held a bottle of wine and various types of fish and rice.

 

Kagome stared up into Inuyasha's eyes, which were glowing faintly in the soft firelight. “Where….how did you know this was here?” A sad smile flickered onto his face as he strode towards her. Gently he pulled her into his arms and stroked her soft black hair.

 

“My mother brought me here when I was very young. She said this is where she and my father used to meet before he was the Lord of the Western Lands, and merely a young tai youkai, looking to advance himself in the world.” He smiled down at her stricken face

 

“Don't look so surprised. Even…or probably especially among tai-youkai is the mating of human and youkai frowned upon. My father and mother had to hide their love until he was Lord, and could do whatever he pleased.” A bitter laugh forced itself out. “Of course even then things weren't that easy…but this place…they could always meet in this place and be in love with no judgement or scornful attitudes. This was their sanctuary.”

 

Inuyasha was charmed to see tears glimmering in the corners of her eyes. “Don't cry silly wench.” She smiled up at him, and he continued. “I've been keeping the place up whenever we pass by. I always hoped I could bring you here. This seemed like the right time…understand that when people realize we are mated, then you will be scorned. I'm used to it, but….I don't want you to be hurt Kagome…”

 

Kagome smiled, tears spilling out and trailing down her cheeks, glinting like falling stars. “Oh Inuyasha. I would put up with anything to be your mate.” Inuyasha smiled down at her, and brushed his lips across her forehead.

 

“I was hoping you'd say that” He murmured softly into her hair. Putting one finger under her chin, Inuyasha tilted her head up, and claimed her lips with his own. Their kiss was sweet and innocent….initially. Inuyasha couldn't help but run his hands down her back to gently grasp her buttocks. Kagome moaned into his mouth, and her hands clenched at his fire-rat haori.

 

Inuyasha couldn't take it anymore. The girl was pressing herself up against him, as if she wanted to meld her body with his, and the noises she made were driving him to distraction. Breaking the kiss, he swept her up into his arms and carried her over to the bed. Grinning wickedly he tossed her onto the piles of pillows and furs, and jumped on her as she let out a squeak of indignation.

 

“Now my love, where were we, before we were so rudely interrupted by that damnable kit?” He whispered lustily, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear. Kagome's breath caught in her throat, and she tugged at his shirt.

 

“I do believe you were taking your sweet time undressing me.” She muttered, a sweet blush spreading across her cheeks. Inuyasha laughed and began to nibble on that luscious neck. A neck that would soon be sporting his mate-mark.

 

Kagome groaned, and her hands automatically reached up to tug at his ears. God those ears were so cute! Inuyasha growled deep in his throat, and tugged her shirt up, trying to rid her of that damnable school uniform she constantly wore. Kagome giggled, and relinquished her hold on his ears to assist him in removing her top.

 

Sitting back slightly, Inuyasha casually reached forward and dragged a claw through the strange bindings that held her breasts in place, setting them free from their constraints. Kagome yelped and scowled up at him.

 

“Inuyasha! There's no need to destroy my bra…I would have- ohhhh” Kagome moaned when Inuyasha nuzzled at one of her nipples, and began to flick it with his tongue. `Like that eh?' Inuyasha thought to himself with an inward leer. He reached up with one hand and began to stroke her other breast, careful not to neglect it. Kagome writhed when he began gently trailing his claws around her breast in an ever-shrinking circle, until he reached the dusky rose tip, and rolled it between his thumb and forefinger.

 

Kagome moaned and tugged a little more forcefully on his haori, intent on undressing him as well. Inuyasha stopped his attentions to her breasts just long enough to remove haori and shirt, and fling them off to the side.

 

Lustfully Kagome played her fingers across his well-muscled chest, tickling here, and scratching there. Inuyasha growled, and leaned down to nip at her neck again. Meanwhile, his hands had traveled down past her modest breasts, to slide under her skirt, and softly stroke the damp heat that radiated from between her legs.

 

Kagome whimpered and arched into his touch, her fingers clenching into his golden-tanned shoulders. Smiling wickedly to himself, Inuyasha slit her skirt right down the middle and rid the girl of her annoying clothing. This time Kagome was so far gone she didn't even complain. Rendering similar treatment to her white panties, he found himself hovering over a naked writhing Kagome.

 

Inuyasha reveled in the feel of power that flooded his body. That he could make this delicate flower writhe and tremble, and moan his name in a matter of moments was quite the heady feeling.

 

When Inuyasha stopped touching her, Kagome fell out of her reverie, and opened her eyes. He was staring at her. His steady, lustful gaze made her whimper ever so slightly. Blinking, he realized she was aware again, and leaned forward to kiss her gently on the lips.

 

“Please….Inu…” she mumbled against his lips. The feverish glow was in her eyes, and he felt himself responding even more strongly. Swiftly he shimmied out of his trousers and knelt before his responsive goddess. Sitting up, Kagome spread her legs so Inuyasha could sit between them. As her gaze traveled from his face downward, she felt herself blush furiously at the sight of her naked hanyou.

 

He was…incredible.

 

Inuyasha noticed that she was staring at his member with a surprised look on her face, and he smirked. “See something you like?” He taunted, dipping his hips forward so the tip of his erection ghosted against her wet slit.

 

Kagome bit her lip and nodded, straining her hips forward, her whole body asking him to take her. Inuyasha planted his lips on her own, gently pushing her back onto the bed. Slowly he trailed his lips once again down her throat, stopping briefly at her pert nipples to do some teasing there before moving further downward.

 

Kagome thought she would die from the agony, She kept trying to signal to him that she was ready, but he seemed more intent on playing with her first. Her frustration was dimmed when she noticed that he did not stop at her bellybutton. In fact her blood surged as she felt his breath over her curls.

 

Inuyasha inhaled the sweet musky scent that Kagome was emitting. He wanted to devour the miko, and make her scream his name again and again. Growling softly he dipped his head between her legs and flicked his tongue into her wet slit. Kagome let out a moan and her hips involuntarily bucked upwards towards his teasing tounge.

 

Inuyasha chuckled at her response and delved his tongue a little deeper. Kagome's moans grew louder. Interesting. Inuyasha decided to continue his little experiment, and rubbed his nose against the small nub above her opening. Instead of the expected moan, he heard a strangled gasp, and her whole body twitched. Very interesting. Lifting his head briefly, Inuyasha saw that Kagome was panting and clutching at the blankets beneath her. His member twitched in response.

 

Deciding that he could not handle it much longer Inuyasha dipped his head between her legs again, and found that hyper-sensitive nub with his tongue and began to flick it rapidly. Shortly, Kagome's hands found their way to his head and began to grind her hips into his face. Inuyasha ignored the fingers tugging at his ears and continued with renewed vigor, praying that she would come soon so he could finally mate her.

 

His prayers were soon answered as he felt her hips thrust into the air, against his tongue and her whole body was racked with shudders. “Oh Inuyasha!” She hollered, tangling her fingers in his hair. Briefly he wondered if all their sexual encounters would result in him getting his hair torn out by the roots.

 

Finally her whole body fell limp against the bed, and the only noise was her panting. Rubbing the wetness off his face, Inuyasha pulled himself up to nuzzle at her neck. He could sense the blood rushing underneath, and felt something deep and primal stir within him.

 

“Kagome” He growled, trembling. Concerned she opened her eyes to look over at him. “What's wrong Inuyasha?” He opened his eyes and she gasped. The redness was leaking in from the edges of his irises. “On your hands and knees.” She could see the demon raging against the hanyou, but Inuyasha was in control for a few moments. “This will probably hurt. I will try to restrain the demon Kagome. We both want you, so please, don't be afraid. I love you Kagome”

 

Kagome smiled and nodded, firmly kissing him on the lips, before complying to the demon's orders. She truly did love him. And if surrendering herself to his demon side would placate both man and beast, she would do so.

 

Just as she had gotten into position, she felt him press against her back. A low growl, and she felt him position his member against her wet slit. Clawed hands grasped onto her waist gently as he leaned over her, and latched onto her neck with his teeth. Kagome fought down a wave of panic.

 

`This is my Inuyasha. He told me it would hurt. He told me he loves me. So this must be the only way to seal a mating.' Closing her eyes, she surrendered herself completely to the demon who held her life in his grasp. Then, without warning he thrust his full length into her, while biting down on her neck. Even having been prepared, Kagome yelped with pain.

 

Finally Inuyasha began to move his hips, thrusting in and out of her in a slow, deliberate pace. However the teeth stayed sunk into her neck. After a short while however she did not notice the teeth, and only concentrated on the molten fire that thrust into her deepest parts.

 

Inuyasha couldn't believe what he was doing. The demon demanded that he take her in the traditional position, even with his teeth buried in her neck to ensure that his mate did not escape before he had sufficient time to plant his seed. This was an instinct that was older than youkai memory, and was so ingrained he could not fight it. He swore to himself that next time, he would not hurt her at all. But oh how her tight passage clenched onto his member with every thrust. It was exquisite.

 

Kagome couldn't believe what she was doing. This was most assuredly the kinkiest thing she could ever imagine. For some reason the drops of blood from her neck excited her, and the raging demon was still thrusting into her, growling louder. She realized that she rather enjoyed being dominated in this way, and began to thrust back, enticing the demon, begging him to take her harder.

 

He complied.

 

Kagome was lost in a haze of lust. One of Inuyasha's hands had moved from grasping her waist, to reaching around to tug on one of her nipples. She moaned lowly, her fingers grasping the blanket beneath her hands, as his frenzied thrusting drove her to new heights of need. She could feel her orgasm lurking under the surface, needing only a bit more coaxing before it would wash over her. She growled in frustration, and resisted the urge to tug on the silvery hair that fell over her shoulders.

 

Inuyasha could tell she was close. The demon in him was reveling in the power he had over this miko, and moved the hand that was fondling her breast lower, to tease that bundle of nerves just above her opening. As soon as he laid finger to it, her moans grew more intense. Knowing she was close, he quickened his pace with renewed vigor, feeling his body tense in preparation of spilling his seed into her. Just as she began to moan and quiver through the waves of her orgasm, Inuyasha ground himself as far into her as possible, finally releasing his burning seed with an animalistic roar.

 

Finally the demon was sated, and went back to its' dormant state, leaving the hanyou in control of his body once again. Nearly quivering with exhaustion, Inuyasha removed his fangs from Kagome's ravaged neck, and she fell to the covers with an exhausted sigh. Worriedly, he flipped her over onto her back, to see if she was okay.

 

Instead of the frightened, injured girl he was expecting, she merely smiled radiantly up at him, her arms reaching up to lazily wrap around his neck, and drag him down into a deep kiss. When he came up for air, he re-situated them, so that he was lying with her cradled in his arms.

 

“Kagome…did I hurt you?” He asked hesitantly, almost afraid of the answer. There was silence for a moment, then she snuggled further into his embrace.

 

“It hurt at first, but no, no more than I really expected…the rest was so…incredible, it doesn't even matter that it hurt at first.” One of her hands snaked up to rub at the base of one of his ears. Inuyasha sighed contentedly.

 

“Good. When we wake up, I'll make sure it's all pleasure and no pain.” Kagome giggled sleepily into his chest.

 

“When we wake up? Isn't that awfully soon to be doing it again?” Inuyasha rubbed his nose in her hair, inhaling her scent.

 

“You'll change your mind. I know I'll be ready.” Kagome giggled again, and let sleep drag her down into comfortable oblivion. Seeing that his lovely mate was happy, and on her way to sleep, Inuyasha let his exhaustion overtake him as well, and drifted off.

 

Then, for an hour…maybe two, the only sound to be heard was the soft crackling of the fire, and the contented sighs of the two lovers. Had they been awake, and very very quiet, they might have heard the ghost of laughter from two lovers very similar to the ones now asleep. Two lovers that time had parted, then brought together again in death.

 

Death had been very good to the Inu-no-Taishou and Izayoi. And as they looked down on their son and his mate, the stars twinkled just a little brighter than they had before, and they each blessed the bond of love that had been created that night.

 

And still Inuyasha and Kagome slept, cradled in each other's arms.