InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Strictly Taboo ❯ Do You Remember When... ( Chapter 29 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Kagome was around less and less and Kikyo was around more and more after hiring multiple guards to shadow Kagome at all times and leaving Walker temporarily in charge of Shikon. Inuyasha got nothing but glares from Kagome and it was wearing him out quickly. Being around Kikyo was refreshing in comparison. He let her hang around him at first only because he hoped it would upset Kagome and bring her to her senses, maybe even make her jealous, but she wasn’t around enough to see or notice. Eventually, he began to purposefully seek Kikyo out and talk to her, enjoying her quiet company and soothing presence. His wife no longer tried to throw herself at him and he was grateful. He really didn’t think he could handle actions like that at this point. It was… nice. She still hinted at wanting to consummate their marriage, and as the days went by he began to want that too, and not just to hurt Kagome or rub it in her face. Inuyasha wanted to make Kikyo happy. She had a lot of time on her hands now that she had broken it off with Suikotsu, apparently through a text that he never replied to.

Whenever Kagome was home, she was never alone. He knew she did that on purpose in order to avoid him, and it pissed him off to no end. That besotted idiot and that hive-mind of three girls he could barely tell apart were always with her, the latter frequently spending the night. They were always cooped up in her room, studying and laughing, watching movies, being young. Every time he caught himself listening, he looked around for Kikyo and they would talk of the old days or their businesses. Normal, comfortable things.

And then came the announcement.

It was one of those rare dinners where they were all together, actually at the dining room table, just the three of them. The very picture of a happy family. Kagome had made a not completely disgusting casserole that was some kind of chicken and mushroom thing covered in cheddar. Only the sound of forks and knives were heard, the constant tension of late between him and Kagome reaching even Kikyo and making the atmosphere one of nervousness. Inuyasha was looking everywhere but at her, shoveling the food down in order to escape to his room and desperately try not to think about her for the rest of the night.

“Hojo asked me to be his girlfriend today!” Kagome chirped suddenly in her sunshineyest voice.

His fork fell with a clatter and his hands were trembling. Inuyasha quickly stuck them under the table to avoid having them noticed.

“The doctor’s son?” Kikyo asked, oblivious to his dilemma. She had mellowed out a lot towards Kagome since he had stopped spending all his time with her, and their mother-daughter relationship was almost normal.

Kagome nodded. “His father is a surgeon and his mother is an attorney who’s considering entering into politics. I said yes.”

“If it were anyone else, I would refuse, but he’s a good catch. His parents come from money, too. Try and hold onto this one.”

Inuyasha looked back and forth between them. Kagome was smiling pleasantly at her plate and Kikyo had begun to eat again. He glared at Kagome, willing her to look at him, but she simply asked to be excused and rose at her mother’s assent, taking her plate still full of food and dumping it in the sink while humming what sounded like half of the Winnie the Pooh theme song. That was when he made his decision.

He waited until Kikyo announced she was tired and got up to go to her room. It took her by surprise when he kissed her on the cheek, and she actually gasped. His wife blushed, actually blushed, something he had never seen her do even when they had first been going out, and slowly went to her room, glancing at him before shutting the door. Immediately after he heard her switch the light off and settle into bed, he ran down the hall to Kagome’s room and quietly picked the lock with his claw. Opening the door noiselessly, he slid inside, taking a big whiff of pure Kagome. The lights were off and he could tell by her breathing that she was asleep.

Inuyasha walked over to the bed, the one he had chosen for her, the one he had given her, the one identical to the other that had become ruined with blood stains and replaced. Parting the sheer, floaty curtains, he gazed down at her. The love was still there, vibrating in his solar plexus, never to leave him, but it now went hand in hand with that dark rage. With a sudden movement, he yanked the covers back and stared at her nearly nude body. She was just wearing a pair of simple white panties, nothing else. A lust rose in him so strong that he almost forced himself on her. Inuyasha knelt beside her still form on the mattress, devouring her with his eyes. Before he could stop himself, he placed a hand on her breast and squeezed. Kagome continued to sleep, but sighed softly. He repositioned himself, placing one knee on either side of her thighs. Slowly, reverently, he brought his head down and kissed her left nipple. She did not stir. He began to gently lick and suck, just like old times. He continued playing with her breasts and trailed his fingers down her body, rubbing at her entrance slowly, tracing her clit with his thumb.

“Inuyasha, I don’t wanna go to school yet,” the girl murmured groggily, causing him to still. She jerked, realization setting it. “I-Inuyasha?!” she screeched, and he quickly covered her mouth.

“Be quiet,” he hissed sharply. When he was fairly sure she would obey, he removed his hand.

“What are you doing in here?” she whispered angrily.

“Well, I did want to make you scream, just a little later,” he teased, wiggling his finger that was still inside her.

She gasped and he gathered her into his arms. When she pushed him away, he cupped her ass in his hands and pressed his erection into her, grinding himself into her heat.

“Let me finish what I started, angel.”

She grit her teeth against the pleasure he knew he was inspiring in her. “No. I’m with Hojo now.”

“Do you even know that idiot’s first name?” he whispered with a smirk, breathing the taunting words into her ear and deftly teasing the shell with the tip of his tongue.

“Everyone just calls him Hojo and it’s too awkward to ask at this point. Now get off of me before I scream.”

Inuyasha placed a kiss at the base of her throat and brought a hand up to play with her nipple again. “Does he touch you like I do? Can he fuck you like I do? Will he love you like I do?”

“I just want to be normal,” Kagome grunted, arching her back as he took a nipple into his mouth. “Normal…”

He snorted and pulled away from her with a wet pop. “You’re better than normal. We are better than normal.” He reached down and began to undo his zipper when her eyes widened.

“No! Never again!” She shoved him hard and he let her. Removing himself from her, he flopped to her side and sighed.

“That’s what I thought. I just want you to know that I’m always going to love you. I’ll wait forever if you ask.”

“I won’t,” she said with a glare, the hatred that had begun to fade the past few days now coming back in strides.

Inuyasha shrugged, trying to appear casual, not wanting a repeat of the pathetic, emasculating scene the morning after her rescue. “Then I won’t. Like I said, I’ll always love you, Kagome. But that doesn’t mean I can’t love anyone else, not when you don’t want me. I’m going to work things out and make my marriage legitimate.”

“You… and Mother.”

“Yeah. If things go well, I might mark her, but I’m not sure at this point,” he confessed.

“You and… Mother.”

He looked at her and she looked at him and his heart broke into even tinier pieces. She was stubborn. She had Hojo. They would never be together again.

“Goodbye, Kagome.”

“I—“ she said loudly, then shook her head, her gaze becoming stony. “Okay.”

Inuyasha left her room as silently as he had entered it, not looking back. He wondered if he had succeeded in getting her so worked up that she would touch herself, maybe even think of him. That had been the most he had hoped for. He really just wanted to let her know what he planned for his marriage so she would not be surprised. Later, as he lay in bed, he for the first time actually tried to move on from Kagome to Kikyo. It wouldn’t be great, but it would be nice. He had loved Kikyo deeply, and perhaps they could recapture the feeling. He made up his mind. As a belated birthday present to her, he would officially take Kikyo as his once again. Her rescheduled party was in two weeks. They would consummate their marriage that evening and he would definitely not think of Kagome while they did so.

That night, for the first time since she had come into his life, he did not dream of his daughter.