Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Bane of Existence/Love of A Lifetime ❯ Chapter Eight ( Chapter 8 )

Yusuke waited until he heard the door down the hall open and close before he turned and sat on Kagome's bed, taking his shoes of and setting them aside. “Let me guess,” he grunted, “the two of us are sharing the bed?” When he looked to his friend he saw him smile slightly and nod…and a flash of gold crossed his eyes. Yusuke huffed, “Make sure that kinky kitsune keeps his hand to himself.”

 

Kurama only chuckled lightly at his friend while Youko was pouting in his mind. Does he truly expect that? Honestly, we are going to be lying in that bed together with nothing but her smell in our nostrils. Surely he isn't thinking he will be able to control the dreams he is sure to have. Maybe we can have a little fun?

 

The avatar snorted softly and shook his head. No Youko. That is one line we are not crossing. We are here for Kagome, not for you to satisfy your urges on my teammate.

 

Youko sat down huffing and crossed his arms over his chest, pouting more. I know we are here for her but are you sure? The detective really is a fine looking demon and I am sure that we could all use a little relief…and if we are to share Kagome, I am certain that we will all be seeing one another anyway.

 

Absolutely not and if Kagome does decide she wants all of us, then yes, I am sure we will be seeing each other. That doesn't mean that I am going to seduce Yusuke on Kagome's bed. Honestly, the fox was determined to drive him crazy it seemed when images of a very naked and panting Kagome, writhing in pleasure between them were flashed across his mind.

 

As if I wasn't going to have enough problems tonight.

 

Fine. The silver kitsune growled, not unkindly. But I want you to know Red that I expect some playtime with Kagome as well.

 

Internally rolling his eyes at the fox, Kurama sat down next to Yusuke and removed his own shoes as well. Taking a sideways glance at the detective, he spoke softly. “Yusuke I think that maybe there is far more to Kagome than we had originally thought. It seems as if she is in quite a large amount of danger.”

 

Yusuke sighed heavily before flopping back against the bed. “Yeah man, I know. The kit was right though; she shouldn't go back to wherever she plans on going without someone to protect her. That Inuyasha guy seems like a real ass. Doesn't he know that he is one of the luckiest beings alive? He's a fucking hanyou for Kami's sake and he had Kagome's love!” He sighed deeply, “What a stupid bastard.”

 

Although Kurama wasn't sure he would ever utter the same obscenities for the hanyou aloud, he found that they described him quite well. He was indeed an ass and a fool for having thrown away the love of someone as special as Kagome for someone that was apparently, an undead. “Yusuke,” the fox started softly, thoughts bouncing around his brain “do you think we would be able to go with her? I don't know what Koenma would say about it; actually, if there is a portal to the past here, I am surprised he hasn't ordered it to be sealed.”

 

Thoughts of the diminutive demi-god instantly got Yusuke's blood boiling. How that toddler infuriated him! “Honestly Kurama, I don't give a damn what that kid has to say. She needs to be protected and if she lets me, I am going with her, Reikai be damned. She needs us Kurama, whether she knows it or not.”

 

The fox could only stare at his partner is disbelief. When did Yusuke get so grown up and serious about everything? It was definitely a good question but Kurama could only assume that the change had come about because of Keiko's desertion of him. Oh well, it matters not. Kagome is far more precious and deserving of his - our - attention anyway. Shaking his head, crimson locks falling around his face, Kurama replied. “When you're right, you're right Yusuke. Let's just hope that she will let us tag along and that Koenma doesn't have a fit about it. Maybe we should talk to Shippou tomorrow sometime. He might be able to help us convince Kagome.”

 

Yusuke thought about if for a moment. The fox had a good idea, though he was never short on those. “Good idea man. Maybe you should be the one to talk to him though, since you're a fox too.” He said, getting up from the bed once more to stretch and strip down to his boxers. He refused to sleep in his jeans, especially in Kagome's bed.

 

Once again, Youko was nudging Kurama, flashing the thought of seducing Yusuke across their mind's eye. With an internal growl of warning to the kitsune, Kurama followed suit and soon both were snuggled down into Kagome's bed, wrapped up in her scent.

 

~*~

 

Kagome stirred from sleep and blinked her eyes to focus on the red digits of the alarm clock situated next to her; it read 5:30am. Sighing heavily and shaking her head, she mumbled “Not even in Feudal Japan and I am up before the sun.” Gently removing Shippou from his place against her side and settling him back against the soft pillows, she stood and stretched before walking to the window. The sun hadn't yet peeked over the horizon and the sky had barely lightened.

 

“There's nothing for it, I am wide awake. Might as well go down stairs and make breakfast.” Checking on Shippou once more, Kagome left her mother's bedroom and went to the kitchen to start cooking. Setting the tea kettle on the stove, she began taking out various objects from the cabinets and refrigerator.

 

Not even twenty minutes later and the entire house smelled of bacon, eggs and pancakes. Just as Kagome was setting the last plate of food on the table, she heard soft footsteps coming down the stairs. Lifting her eyes from what she was doing, Kagome saw a sleepy looking Shippou slowly making his way into the kitchen. She smiled as he scrubbed at his eyes and yawned. “Good Morning Shippou. Are you hungry?”

 

At the mention of food, the kit's turquoise eyes opened wide and he sniffed at the air. He looks like he is about to start drooling…what a cutie. Walking up to him, she swept Shippou up in his arms and gave him a hug and a kiss on the forehead. “Morning momma.” He mumbled against her chest as he returned the hug. “I woke up and you were gone.”

 

Smiling softly and settling him down in a chair, Kagome ruffled his hair affectionately - it had come out of its traditional bow during the night - and began filling his plate with food and pouring him a glass of juice. “I know sweetie, but I woke up early this morning and figured that since we have guests, I would make a nice big breakfast.” She finished, smiling brightly.

 

After lying down next to Shippou the night before, her mind had wandered over the most recent turn of events in her life. Kagome knew she owed Kurama and Yusuke an explanation, especially after they had been so kind to her and although she was afraid of what they would think at first, she came to realize that maybe it wouldn't be so bad to tell them everything. Neither one had seemed disgusted with her lack of control when it came to her tears and no one had called her weak and pathetic. Then and there she decided that the next day, Yusuke and Kurama would be the first in her time to know the entire story.

 

The unabridged version; the story that even her own family didn't know.

 

Kagome had gotten the best night's sleep of her life and was now feeling more and more like her normal, happy self. Oh, she knew she was in for a load of shit from Inuyasha once she returned to the past, but she found that as long as there was someone on this side of the well that really knew her - knew Kagome - that she could handle it. Even if neither boy ever wanted to see her again after today, she still knew that at the very least, they would believe her. They were demons after all.

 

Assuring that Shippou wasn't eating too fast and wouldn't choke on his food, Kagome patted him on the head and made her way back upstairs to wake her guests. Walking softly, Kagome stopped at the door to her bedroom long enough to push it open quietly. Stepping into the room and looking around, she realized that both young men had shared her bed. Padding delicately across her soft carpet, she drew up next to the bed and smiled at the picture the two made.

 

Kurama was sleeping peacefully on his back, his lush, crimson locks fanning around his face, the contrast against his pale, creamy skin lighting his features. His delicate, pink lips were parted slightly; his gentle, even breathing whispering through the soft petals. Tender wisps of sunlight spilled from around the curtains and caused his skin to glow and his hair to shimmer and in that moment, Kagome realized just how beautiful he was.

 

Turning her attention towards Yusuke, the young miko felt her heart twitch. Even in sleep, the dark-haired boy looked pained. While Kurama slept serenely on his back, Yusuke was curled into a ball on his side with his back pressed tightly to the wall, thick pieces of inky locks falling haphazardly across his eyes. His hands were clenched into fists in front of him as if he was prepared to be attacked in his sleep. The most disturbing part of the entire image was the sorrow that wrapped around him. Even though Kagome knew he was deeply saddened by something, his despair hadn't been nearly this tangible the day before.

 

A broken whimper from Yusuke shook her from her reverie and she studied him, reining her errant thoughts in. He looked fragile and tormented; a far cry from the confident young man she had just met yesterday. So, he suffers in sleep as I do. Even in the land of dreams, we find no respite. Another whimper was wrung from deep in his throat and he shivered, groping blindly as if searching for something to anchor himself to the world. She badly wanted to wrap her arms around him and protect him from the evils that sleep brought to him; but, her bed was small and already occupied by two bodies.

 

She bent over, leaning slightly across Kurama to see if she could reach him and just as her hand crept across the fox's prone form, she felt a warm, soft hand wrap around her wrist. Startled, she followed the hand to its owner and found herself locked in a gaze of emerald green. The small rays of sunlight glinted across those orbs and reflected off specks of gold and her breath caught. She swallowed the lump in her throat and opened her mouth to speak…only to find a long, slender finger placed gently across her lips, silencing her. Kagome looked at him questioningly for a moment and confusion flashed in her eyes when he rose to a sitting position, forcing her to straighten.

 

As she looked on, Kurama slipped his feet to the floor and stood gracefully. Taking a backwards glance at his teammate, the fox walked towards the door and stopped at the entryway. “Kagome,” he started softly not wanting to wake the still fitfully sleeping detective, “he needs you. Maybe you can help him. I don't know how long it has been since he has had a decent rest.” That said, he turned from her and left the quiet bedroom, following the smell of food to the kitchen.

 

When she heard the redhead say her name, she had hoped he would tell her something to ease her confusion, yet the words that had tumbled from his lips left her even more baffled then his actions. Why would he need me and how could I help him? Shrugging her shoulders, she moved back to the bed and knelt gently on the mattress before stretching her body out next to his.

 

Once she was settled comfortably, she reached out and tenderly brushed his dark hair from his face. As her hand came into contact with his forehead, Yusuke shifted in his sleep and Kagome stilled, retracting her hand from his skin. Just as she was out of contact with the troubled boy, he whimpered again causing her heartstrings to pull uncomfortably. Still puzzled by his state and reaction towards her, Kagome inched closer to him before tentatively closing the gap and resting her hand against his cheek. He stilled under her touch and his body relaxed.

 

~*~

 

Yusuke had lain down on Kagome's soft bed and although he was exhausted from lack of sleep, he dreaded the time when his eyes would finally close and his body would drift to dreams; or rather nightmares. He couldn't ever really remember what plagued his nights once he awoke but he always felt wrung out and on edge; he assumed they were caused by the events in his life, such as the issue with Keiko. The detective had hoped that with the young miko's scent lulling him into slumber, such nightmares would spare him. His wish had appeared to be coming true when he wasn't assaulted the second he relaxed into sleeps waiting arms. The small amount of relief he had felt was washed away moments later when he was pulled into his own private hell.

 

He curled up tightly, his body folding in on itself in an outward attempt to shield him from the thoughts within. A whimpering sound came from his throat as he was thrown from image to painful image and back again and somewhere in the back of his mind he was hoping he didn't wake to the fox with such a pitiful display. When he felt the bed move and Kurama's presence with it, he was relieved that he could suffer in silence, as he was used to; and scared that he had indeed awoken his teammate. Then, the bed shifted again as a new weight was added and he became confused.

 

Fighting his way towards waking to determine the oddities of the movement of his sleeping place proved harder than he had thought with the strong arms of his nightmares grasping him in painful grips. Yusuke could feel a presence next to him and although he couldn't recognize it immediately, he was calmed by the warmth of the aura. When nimble fingers threaded through his hair, lifting it from his face, he could feel her there…Kagome…and he stilled. Had she come to him in life? Or was this a new twist to his dreamscape that the wraiths of his mind thought funny?

 

When that single source of warmth and comfort left, he felt empty and alone once more and whimpered at the loss. As soon as it had disappeared, it was there again, holding his cheek tenderly. He could feel her breath whisper across his lips and the warmth of her hand on his skin and he held to the feeling. She made the demons of his mind shrink away and cower from her purity and compassion. Her hand made to move away again and his own hand came up to cover it, holding her against him as he whispered “Kagome.”

 

Once he had relaxed under her touch, she thought to move away and leave him to his sleep, but as soon as the muscles of her hand flexed to facilitate the motion, Yusuke's large hand had covered hers and he spoke her name. She was startled at first, hearing her name on his lips, spoken in such a way that was filled with longing and despair but she quickly shook it off and caressed her thumb across his cheekbone.

 

His eyes flickered open briefly and Kagome was lost in his warm chocolate orbs that were glazed over with something a kin to fear, yet she saw that same spark of hope dance faintly in the background. “Please don't leave just yet.” Came a softly spoken answer to her unasked question and she found she couldn't deny his request.

 

Nodding her head, she retracted her hand and settled back against Kurama's abandoned pillow, only to have Yusuke's arms come around her waist and pull her closer to him. She blushed furiously at his close proximity but he seemed so at ease that she didn't have the heart to argue her personal space. It appeared that he was content being next to her and before she knew it, Yusuke had burrowed his face into the crook of her neck and fallen sound asleep. Glancing down to the young man who was still a scared little boy inside, Kagome smiled and sighed happily while running her fingers through his dark locks.

 

Maybe I can make someone happy.