InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Written in the Stars ❯ Chapter 10
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By: the amber dragonfly 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Drama / Comedy / Angst / Romance | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 02.29.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 271 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Drama / Comedy / Angst / Romance | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 02.29.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 271 | Status: Work In Progress
Chapter 10
Inusouta finally stopped to make camp quite a distance away from the nekos' mountain. He didn't want to take any chances that those felines would come after them, but he rather suspected that once Ishimaru was gone, they'd be busy fighting over who would take over as leader instead of hunting down a group of hanyous.
Turning slightly but refusing to look at Ishimaru- who was carrying his sister behind him- Inusouta dropped the backpack with the supplies. “I am going to look for firewood,” he said quietly, keeping a very, very tight rein on his anger, which wanted to throttle the neko six ways into the next world.
Izayoi and Ishimaru stared after him as he disappeared into the foliage nearby. “That was odd,” she murmured, blinking her golden eyes.
“Indeed,” came the soft reply. “He left us alone- not to mention he was rather polite when he spoke.” Ishimaru lifted Izayoi's hand and brought it to his lips, placing a soft kiss on the back of her hand. “Perhaps he has realized that you are going to be mine?”
A strange weapon appeared out of nowhere and clonked the infatuated male over the head, causing a rather large lump to appear. Izayoi blinked in confusion and dismay.
“Keep your lips off her, neko,” Masao said, holding a huge boomerang that he had used to hit Ishimaru over the head with. “She's not yours.”
Ishimaru rubbed his sore noggin as he glared at the human. “Who do you think you are, ningen?”
Amber crossed her arms and gave the neko an amused look. “This is Masao. He's a taijiya.”
The neko raised an eyebrow. “A youkai exterminator? I thought they died out.”
Masao shrugged as he leaned the huge weapon against a nearby tree and then sat down. “My mother and her brother were the last.”
Inusouta abruptly appeared, his arms full of firewood. His golden eyes lifted to Amber's sapphire ones and she nearly swooned at the naked adoration in his gaze. Kami, but I love that bad dog…! “Amber,” he said quietly, deliberately. “Would you mind lighting the fire for us?”
She tilted her head curiously. “Certainly,” she replied, taken aback by his overly polite manner. She moved over to the wood pile, which was now surrounded by various sized stones, thanks to Masao, and lifted her hands, aiming her palms at the wood. “Kitsune-bi!”
Pale lavender flames shot out from her palms and ignited the wood, where it changed color to flickering reds, oranges, and yellows.
“Thanks, love,” Inusouta murmured, settling himself down close to the fire. He opened the yellow bag and rummaged around it in, seemingly looking for something. Amber sat down next to him and raised an eyebrow at Masao, who shrugged.
The inu pulled out a dark purple kimono that their mother herself had packed. He tossed it to Izayoi, who caught it in surprise. “That kimono is yours. There is a small pool not too far distant if you desire to bathe before you change.”
She looked utterly startled. “A-a-arigatou,” she stammered, totally nonplussed. Her gaze flickered to Ishimaru before she turned and headed in the direction Inusouta had indicated, clutching the garment to her chest.
Once she was out of earshot and sight, Ishimaru turned to Inusouta. “I don't know what game you're playing, canine, but it won't work. I will be asking her to be my mate and no matter what you do, she will agree. You might as well accept your fate.”
Cold gold eyes regarded him from an expressionless face. “My fate, as you so term it,” he replied neutrally, “is to make sure that weakling males like you stay far, far away from my sister. Once her memories return she will forget you like so much dust in the wind.”
Masao held up a hand. “Stop it- right now, we have to focus on finding the last jewels shards. They should be our main concern- not fighting on who's mating whom.”
Inusouta bowed his head slightly in acknowledgement. “Agreed. There are more important matters at hand for the moment. But rest assured that my sister is still one of my priorities- I love her and even though she may not remember it, she loves me. I will not allow any harm to come to her.”
“Nor will I,” Ishimaru replied, narrowing his ice blue eyes.
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Izayoi returned from an uneventful bath to find only Ishimaru and the taijiya sitting around the fire. She looked around and failed to see either the kitsune or the inu. “Where did the other two go?” she wondered aloud.
Masao snorted. “Don't ask.”
Ishimaru patted the ground next to him in invitation to the perplexed female. “Have a seat- you must be cold after your bath.”
Izayoi flushed slightly as she took the proffered spot. Having transformed back into a hanyou once the sun had set, she flicked the remaining water off her silver ears. “Arigatou,” she murmured. She looked over at the human poking the fire with a long thin stick. “Why shouldn't I ask? Are they doing something bad?”
Masao actually blushed. “They… uh… they're…”
The neko huffed an irritated sigh. “They're mating. Something about trying to get the kitsune pregnant or some such.”
“Ohhhh,” Izayoi gasped, her face turning about as read as it could get. “I… I…”
“Don't worry about it,” Masao muttered. “They'll do this every night until he gets her pregnant.”
“For the love of Kami- why?”
Ishimaru surprised them both by answering, although he was a newcomer to this small group. “Because he doesn't want other youkai coming after her and trying to take her. It's rare, but if another male youkai takes an interest in her and she has not yet conceived her first litter, then that male has a right to claim her and try to sire kittens…er, kits, in her case- on her. Once she's pregnant, she's recognized as mated by youkai law.”
“Wow,” Izayoi said, staring at the flickering flames. “Am I in trouble then?”
Both males looked at her in surprise. “You?” they asked as one.
“I've never been… well…” she flushed but managed to continue. “Anyways, I'm not… um, claimed… so, will male youkai come looking for me?”
Masao opened his mouth, his arm partially lifted towards her as if to make a point. Ishimaru spoke up before the taijiya could. “It is possible, but we shouldn't worry about that right now.” He flashed her a charming grin. “After all- after you've agreed to become my mate, I'll waste no time in making sure the youkai population knows you're mine.”
The taijiya scowled. “Can we just drop this and go to sleep? We still have to start searching for the rest of the jewel shards in the morning.”
“We?” Izayoi looked confused. “Why am I going with you?”
“Because you are the only one among us that can sense the jewel shards. And you are the one who begged your father to allow you on this journey, as a way of proving that you are no longer a child.”
“Hmmm,” was her reply, just before she yawned. “Well, then I guess sleep it is.”
“Not by him,” Masao said, a hard glint in his eye. “Why don't you curl up on the other side of the fire- as a look-out. Your hanyou ears can hear anyone coming, so it'd be best if we were spread out around the fire.”
Ishimaru shot him a dirty look but Izayoi simply nodded. “Good thinking.” Curling up across the fire from the two males, she nodded to both as exhaustion overwhelmed her.
Once the neko could detect the sound of slow, even breathing coming from the silver-haired inu, he turned to Masao with a glare. “Subtle, ningen.”
The taijiya gave him an innocent, surprised look. “I don't know what you are talking about. It is safer for all of us if we are spread out.”
“Don't give me that. I know perfectly well that you did not want her sleeping by me. The look-out excuse was just that- an excuse to keep her away from me. Why?”
“I told you- it's just safer.”
“Right. And I'm a full youkai.”
Masao bowed his head to the neko hanyou. “Good night, Ishimaru. Sleep well.”
“Pfft.”
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Amber stretched out on her bare stomach, her tail idly swishing through the air in contentment. “How are we going to get Iza's memories back?” she asked her mate, who was lying on his back next to her.
Inusouta shrugged. “Short of hitting her over the head and praying to as many deities we know for a miracle, I don't have any ideas. Seems like we'll just have to wait it out. They should come back eventually.”
The kitsune gave her handsome inu a direct look. “You don't like that Ishimaru at all, do you?”
Inusouta growled softly. “That damn cat… thinks he can just waltz in here and take my sister from me… I'd like to shove Ryokukenmeiyo up his-”
“Inusouta! He saved our lives back there!”
He snorted at his glaring mate. “Sorry, vixen. I don't like the thought of some weakling coming along and ruining her life. She deserves the strongest- the best.”
“Mmmm… too bad I already got that one.”
Rolling onto his side, he idly raked his claws delicately down her fluffy golden tail fur. “Too bad, eh? For whom? I didn't hear you complaining earlier.”
Amber did a whole body shiver, her tail fur standing on end. It always drove her nuts with desire when he did that to her tail. “I did complain. That you weren't going nearly fast enough.”
“Impatient wench.” His lips were on her bare shoulder now, heading inevitably for her neck.
“Bad dog,” she murmured, tilting her head and giving him access to the tender skin there.
“Of course…” He nipped at her neck, earning him a little whimper of pleading from her throat. “I still remember when you first called me that…”
“Oh, do you?” she breathed, not really paying attention to anything except his lips on her skin.
“Hai… I had snuck into your room in your old apartment… you were sleeping- dreaming of me…”
Her eyes snapped open. “Nani?”
Molten eyes were sparkling with mischief as he rolled her onto her back, effectively trapping her beneath his body. “Oh, yes… you thought that was just a dream, didn't you? I never got around to telling you… that it was real.” He lowered his mouth and licked her navel. “And I can still taste how delightful you were…”
“You're teasing me,” she replied, breathing hard, unable to believe her ears. “There's no way that you could've… that was just a dream…”
“And the green underwear with the yellow smiley face on them?”
“Aaaugh!” she cried, scaring nesting birds from their sleep. “You didn't! Tell me you didn't!”
“Oh, yes. Sliced right through them… and I'm so very, very glad I did.”
“You… you… bad dog! How could you do something like that and not tell me for 8 bloody months?”
“You can't honestly tell me you're mad at me…” he purred, completely unconcerned with her ire.
“Let me up! I can't believe, after all this time, you kept this from me…”
“Oh, no,” he murmured as he moved back up to look her in the eye. “You're mine, vixen. And I know as well as you that you're glad I did it. And, if you're a good girl, I'll do it again.”
She shivered as his hands roamed between her thighs, causing desire to override her anger. She remembered that night- and how inexplicably incredible it had been. “You promise?” she breathed, digging her claws into the ground beneath them.
“All that and more, itoshii…”
Inusouta finally stopped to make camp quite a distance away from the nekos' mountain. He didn't want to take any chances that those felines would come after them, but he rather suspected that once Ishimaru was gone, they'd be busy fighting over who would take over as leader instead of hunting down a group of hanyous.
Turning slightly but refusing to look at Ishimaru- who was carrying his sister behind him- Inusouta dropped the backpack with the supplies. “I am going to look for firewood,” he said quietly, keeping a very, very tight rein on his anger, which wanted to throttle the neko six ways into the next world.
Izayoi and Ishimaru stared after him as he disappeared into the foliage nearby. “That was odd,” she murmured, blinking her golden eyes.
“Indeed,” came the soft reply. “He left us alone- not to mention he was rather polite when he spoke.” Ishimaru lifted Izayoi's hand and brought it to his lips, placing a soft kiss on the back of her hand. “Perhaps he has realized that you are going to be mine?”
A strange weapon appeared out of nowhere and clonked the infatuated male over the head, causing a rather large lump to appear. Izayoi blinked in confusion and dismay.
“Keep your lips off her, neko,” Masao said, holding a huge boomerang that he had used to hit Ishimaru over the head with. “She's not yours.”
Ishimaru rubbed his sore noggin as he glared at the human. “Who do you think you are, ningen?”
Amber crossed her arms and gave the neko an amused look. “This is Masao. He's a taijiya.”
The neko raised an eyebrow. “A youkai exterminator? I thought they died out.”
Masao shrugged as he leaned the huge weapon against a nearby tree and then sat down. “My mother and her brother were the last.”
Inusouta abruptly appeared, his arms full of firewood. His golden eyes lifted to Amber's sapphire ones and she nearly swooned at the naked adoration in his gaze. Kami, but I love that bad dog…! “Amber,” he said quietly, deliberately. “Would you mind lighting the fire for us?”
She tilted her head curiously. “Certainly,” she replied, taken aback by his overly polite manner. She moved over to the wood pile, which was now surrounded by various sized stones, thanks to Masao, and lifted her hands, aiming her palms at the wood. “Kitsune-bi!”
Pale lavender flames shot out from her palms and ignited the wood, where it changed color to flickering reds, oranges, and yellows.
“Thanks, love,” Inusouta murmured, settling himself down close to the fire. He opened the yellow bag and rummaged around it in, seemingly looking for something. Amber sat down next to him and raised an eyebrow at Masao, who shrugged.
The inu pulled out a dark purple kimono that their mother herself had packed. He tossed it to Izayoi, who caught it in surprise. “That kimono is yours. There is a small pool not too far distant if you desire to bathe before you change.”
She looked utterly startled. “A-a-arigatou,” she stammered, totally nonplussed. Her gaze flickered to Ishimaru before she turned and headed in the direction Inusouta had indicated, clutching the garment to her chest.
Once she was out of earshot and sight, Ishimaru turned to Inusouta. “I don't know what game you're playing, canine, but it won't work. I will be asking her to be my mate and no matter what you do, she will agree. You might as well accept your fate.”
Cold gold eyes regarded him from an expressionless face. “My fate, as you so term it,” he replied neutrally, “is to make sure that weakling males like you stay far, far away from my sister. Once her memories return she will forget you like so much dust in the wind.”
Masao held up a hand. “Stop it- right now, we have to focus on finding the last jewels shards. They should be our main concern- not fighting on who's mating whom.”
Inusouta bowed his head slightly in acknowledgement. “Agreed. There are more important matters at hand for the moment. But rest assured that my sister is still one of my priorities- I love her and even though she may not remember it, she loves me. I will not allow any harm to come to her.”
“Nor will I,” Ishimaru replied, narrowing his ice blue eyes.
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Izayoi returned from an uneventful bath to find only Ishimaru and the taijiya sitting around the fire. She looked around and failed to see either the kitsune or the inu. “Where did the other two go?” she wondered aloud.
Masao snorted. “Don't ask.”
Ishimaru patted the ground next to him in invitation to the perplexed female. “Have a seat- you must be cold after your bath.”
Izayoi flushed slightly as she took the proffered spot. Having transformed back into a hanyou once the sun had set, she flicked the remaining water off her silver ears. “Arigatou,” she murmured. She looked over at the human poking the fire with a long thin stick. “Why shouldn't I ask? Are they doing something bad?”
Masao actually blushed. “They… uh… they're…”
The neko huffed an irritated sigh. “They're mating. Something about trying to get the kitsune pregnant or some such.”
“Ohhhh,” Izayoi gasped, her face turning about as read as it could get. “I… I…”
“Don't worry about it,” Masao muttered. “They'll do this every night until he gets her pregnant.”
“For the love of Kami- why?”
Ishimaru surprised them both by answering, although he was a newcomer to this small group. “Because he doesn't want other youkai coming after her and trying to take her. It's rare, but if another male youkai takes an interest in her and she has not yet conceived her first litter, then that male has a right to claim her and try to sire kittens…er, kits, in her case- on her. Once she's pregnant, she's recognized as mated by youkai law.”
“Wow,” Izayoi said, staring at the flickering flames. “Am I in trouble then?”
Both males looked at her in surprise. “You?” they asked as one.
“I've never been… well…” she flushed but managed to continue. “Anyways, I'm not… um, claimed… so, will male youkai come looking for me?”
Masao opened his mouth, his arm partially lifted towards her as if to make a point. Ishimaru spoke up before the taijiya could. “It is possible, but we shouldn't worry about that right now.” He flashed her a charming grin. “After all- after you've agreed to become my mate, I'll waste no time in making sure the youkai population knows you're mine.”
The taijiya scowled. “Can we just drop this and go to sleep? We still have to start searching for the rest of the jewel shards in the morning.”
“We?” Izayoi looked confused. “Why am I going with you?”
“Because you are the only one among us that can sense the jewel shards. And you are the one who begged your father to allow you on this journey, as a way of proving that you are no longer a child.”
“Hmmm,” was her reply, just before she yawned. “Well, then I guess sleep it is.”
“Not by him,” Masao said, a hard glint in his eye. “Why don't you curl up on the other side of the fire- as a look-out. Your hanyou ears can hear anyone coming, so it'd be best if we were spread out around the fire.”
Ishimaru shot him a dirty look but Izayoi simply nodded. “Good thinking.” Curling up across the fire from the two males, she nodded to both as exhaustion overwhelmed her.
Once the neko could detect the sound of slow, even breathing coming from the silver-haired inu, he turned to Masao with a glare. “Subtle, ningen.”
The taijiya gave him an innocent, surprised look. “I don't know what you are talking about. It is safer for all of us if we are spread out.”
“Don't give me that. I know perfectly well that you did not want her sleeping by me. The look-out excuse was just that- an excuse to keep her away from me. Why?”
“I told you- it's just safer.”
“Right. And I'm a full youkai.”
Masao bowed his head to the neko hanyou. “Good night, Ishimaru. Sleep well.”
“Pfft.”
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Amber stretched out on her bare stomach, her tail idly swishing through the air in contentment. “How are we going to get Iza's memories back?” she asked her mate, who was lying on his back next to her.
Inusouta shrugged. “Short of hitting her over the head and praying to as many deities we know for a miracle, I don't have any ideas. Seems like we'll just have to wait it out. They should come back eventually.”
The kitsune gave her handsome inu a direct look. “You don't like that Ishimaru at all, do you?”
Inusouta growled softly. “That damn cat… thinks he can just waltz in here and take my sister from me… I'd like to shove Ryokukenmeiyo up his-”
“Inusouta! He saved our lives back there!”
He snorted at his glaring mate. “Sorry, vixen. I don't like the thought of some weakling coming along and ruining her life. She deserves the strongest- the best.”
“Mmmm… too bad I already got that one.”
Rolling onto his side, he idly raked his claws delicately down her fluffy golden tail fur. “Too bad, eh? For whom? I didn't hear you complaining earlier.”
Amber did a whole body shiver, her tail fur standing on end. It always drove her nuts with desire when he did that to her tail. “I did complain. That you weren't going nearly fast enough.”
“Impatient wench.” His lips were on her bare shoulder now, heading inevitably for her neck.
“Bad dog,” she murmured, tilting her head and giving him access to the tender skin there.
“Of course…” He nipped at her neck, earning him a little whimper of pleading from her throat. “I still remember when you first called me that…”
“Oh, do you?” she breathed, not really paying attention to anything except his lips on her skin.
“Hai… I had snuck into your room in your old apartment… you were sleeping- dreaming of me…”
Her eyes snapped open. “Nani?”
Molten eyes were sparkling with mischief as he rolled her onto her back, effectively trapping her beneath his body. “Oh, yes… you thought that was just a dream, didn't you? I never got around to telling you… that it was real.” He lowered his mouth and licked her navel. “And I can still taste how delightful you were…”
“You're teasing me,” she replied, breathing hard, unable to believe her ears. “There's no way that you could've… that was just a dream…”
“And the green underwear with the yellow smiley face on them?”
“Aaaugh!” she cried, scaring nesting birds from their sleep. “You didn't! Tell me you didn't!”
“Oh, yes. Sliced right through them… and I'm so very, very glad I did.”
“You… you… bad dog! How could you do something like that and not tell me for 8 bloody months?”
“You can't honestly tell me you're mad at me…” he purred, completely unconcerned with her ire.
“Let me up! I can't believe, after all this time, you kept this from me…”
“Oh, no,” he murmured as he moved back up to look her in the eye. “You're mine, vixen. And I know as well as you that you're glad I did it. And, if you're a good girl, I'll do it again.”
She shivered as his hands roamed between her thighs, causing desire to override her anger. She remembered that night- and how inexplicably incredible it had been. “You promise?” she breathed, digging her claws into the ground beneath them.
“All that and more, itoshii…”