Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Mating ❯ Shiori returns ( Chapter 2 )

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"The Mating"

By Bonnie

Disclaimer: *sniffling* Must I repeat it! See chapter one.

I'd originally intended chapter one of this to be a one shot, but ideas and questions left by the first chapter refused to leave me alone. I do not know how long this will be, I'll just have to see how the plot-line developes. Once again, many thanks to VampMistress for her wonderful encouragement and being my beta-reader!

Chapter 2: Shiori returns!


Kurama looked down at the girl, now woman, dozing in his arms. He knew that he would have to wake her soon. Shiori would return soon as she had only been going out to see a movie with a few friends.

Just then, Keiko stirred and whispered, "Kurama, when did you know?"

He smiled down at her, lifting his head to look at her, "I have always admired you, Keiko."

Keiko's eyes widened as she looked at him in shock, "You have?" When he nodded, she asked, "But why? I'm just an ordinary human girl. I don't have any spirit awareness like Shizuru or abilities like Botan. Why me?"

Kurama shifted so that he was half-sitting and facing her. He placed his hands on her shoulders, "Precisely. You are someone who knows that they are out of their league and still stand tall and proud with us. Your courage shines through and you insist on staying with us. I think all of us love you to some degree or other. To Kuwabara and Yusuke, you are their sister and to be protected. Hiei sees you as someone to also be protected as kind of a sister."

"And you?" Keiko asked quietly, "How do you see me?"

He moved one of his hands from her shoulders to her cheek, "I would like to have you as my mate, in my terms. Or in human terms, my wife." He looked searchingly into Keiko's eyes. "How about you? When did you realize you loved me?"

"I think I always did." She looked at his face. "I was just afraid that I would just be lumped in with the rest of your fangirls at your school."

Kurama softly laughed. "Don't you realize that half of the things that you have seen would send those girls screaming? Even just the sight of my demon form would frighten them beyond recognition. I could never fall in love with anyone who could not accept both sides of me." He leaned in and kissed her lightly, drawing back enough to ask, "Why did you not get yourself out of danger when you broke up with Yusuke last year?"

"I couldn't abandon friends, which I count all of you as." She lowered her voice and added, "And it was the only way to stay close to you, at least without getting into the little 'Shuuichi' fanclub, of which I want nothing to do with. I know you do nothing to encourage them and ignore them completely as much as possible. I wanted to be a friend and possible partner."

"They are my biggest nuisance." He agreed with a nod, then added with a frown. "Still, keeping yourself in danger . . ."

Keiko interrupted, "I'm in danger anyway! I seem to be known as all of your weak spot! Do you have any idea how frustrating it is knowing that anyone who wants to get at you guys goes through me! At least if I stay close, I can try to ensure that I'm protected and not drawing everyone's attention! Don't think I don't know what Hiei did to me when Yusuke first met him or any of the other countless demons since then!"

Kurama pulled her closer and embraced her, "I never knew that you remembered the Hiei incident, though one would have to be blind, deaf and dumb to not notice the others and you are none of the above."

"Can I learn any methods of defense? I can protect myself well enough against humans, but my biggest problem doesn't have human genes in them."

"I will ask Hiei if the two of us can help you. I'm a little too ruthless in my sparring to start off against. Hiei has a strict honor code and will be able to turn his attack at a moment's notice. Long range attacks such as I use rely on split second timing and need that timing to plan the attack and then pull it off. You shall be protected and taught as much as you can learn to protect yourself." He pulled back, looking at her with the most serious eyes that she'd ever seen. "I do mean for you to by my wife when we graduate, if you have no objections."

Keiko shook her head, adding with a smile, "None, this evening was a totally unexpected revelation, but a welcome one."

Kurama smiled back, "Well, then, with our future's decided, we should get cleaned up a little and then get dressed." He glanced at the clock. "My mother should be back in about half an hour or so as she went to watch a movie with some friends."

Keiko rose rapidly only to sink back on the bed in a wave of dizziness. "Oh!" She wavered wondering where the blood flow to her brain went until Kurama steadied her. "Thank you!"

"Stay here for a moment or two. I'll go get you a glass of water." He grabbed his pants and put them on only slightly shakey. As he went into the hallway, he noticed the mating smell in his room that lingered. He breathed deeply, memorizing the smells of the two of them entwined. He looked back at Keiko who was sitting up in bed with the blanket pooled in her lap. "I'll be right back."

Keiko nodded and lay back on the bed, pulling the blankets to her chin.

Kurama went down to the kitchen, grateful that his stepfather was away on a fishing trip and his stepbrother, Shuuichi, was staying over at a friends' house. He quickly got a glass of water, drank it himself and filled it up a second time for Keiko and was just about to head upstairs with it when the front door opened. Shiori had returned! Kurama silently cursed his shirtless condition and tried to think of the explanation that his mother was bound to ask for. "Good evening, Mother."

"Oh! Shuuichi!" Shiori turned to her son and her eyes widened at his lack of shirt and mussed hair. If he had been any other teenager, she would have instantly assumed the worst, but her son had always seemed immune to female charms and she had even begun to wonder if he might be attracted to men especially since he never seemed to have female friends, save for Keiko and Botan. He had always treated them with the same distant respect that he treated his other friends, except the short one, Hiei, who he seemed closer to than the rest. She determined not to ask the obvious and if he had done something that he would do the right thing.

Kurama waited for his mother to ask the obvious question as he watched the fleeting thoughts cross her eyes. He knew what it looked like, what he looked like. He knew the delicate odor still clung to him. He would regret washing that off this quickly, but he was startled to notice that his kitsune mating scent also clung to him. He hadn't thought this body was capable of producing that mixture of chemicals. Suddenly worried about Keiko, he stated, trying to avoid all questions, "If you'll excuse me, Mother, I must return upstairs."

"Of course." She answered, then as he started up the stairs, she stopped him by adding, "Shuuichi," As he turned toward her, she said, "I shall not ask that , but I cannot help asking do you love her?" Shiori studied her son carefully, watching his back stiffen with surprise and caution when she started. At the actual question she asked, she was relieved to see his back relax.

He turned towards her and smiled wholeheartedly relieved that he could answer this question honestly, "Very much, Mother." He watched as her face lit up at his answer.

"Good. I shall leave the rest unsaid." He turned and started up the stairs, when he was about half-way up the stairs, Shiori added, "Bring her down in a bit, I am going to start supper."

"Of course. Do you want Keiko to stay for dinner?" He knew that it was only a formality to ask, Shiori wanted to get to know this girl that had captured his heart. He only wished that he could tell her everything. Of the three whom he loved, Keiko knew, Hiei, his best friend, knew and his mother, the person who had taught him how to love still didn't know. He didn't know if his mother could deal with the knowledge or not. He was worried, though, the chemicals that he had released served as a very potent aphrodesiac and he hoped Keiko wasn't suffering because of it.

"Yes, it should be done within the hour."

Kurama turned and hurried up the stairs. The only counteragent to the kitsunes' mating scent was that kitsune's blood. He hoped that it hadn't effected her unduly. As he opened his door, he knew it had. Her scent was stronger and she was moaning and shifting restlessly on the bed. Inari, this could get interesting. Please protect her. He would have to transform and claim her in a true demon mating. She would have to drink his blood in order to calm down from this state and he would have to drink hers in order to stop his body from producing that potent combonation of chemicals. He hoped this wouldn't hurt her. He needed this to not hurt her. He closed the door softly behind him, making sure to lock it. Now that his mother was home, he wasn't going to take any chances and he needed to counteract this now. He inserted a small seed in the lock for double protection, turning it into a vine that completely jammed the mechanism up. He really didn't need his mother walking into this situation.

Keiko heard the click and it dimly registered that it was the door, but nothing was focusing. Her entire body felt like it was burning up from her center outwards. "Kurama!" She moaned.

He heard his name and instantly was removing his pants. He carefully placed the glass of water on his desk, knowing that she would need something to drink later. He heard a rustle behind him and turned to see that Keiko had tossed all the blankets off the bed, burying their scattered clothing. In an instant, he was beside her, cradling her head against his chest. "Keiko," He murmurred as he bent down and caught her feverish lips with his own. Without releasing Keiko's lips, he reached inside himself and changed . He could feel the changes as they occurred: The hair bleeding to silver, his ears shifting to the fox ears on top of his head, the nails getting sharper, longer and becoming his claws and the soft whoosh as his tail appeared and most desturbingly, his muscles getting stronger as his frame lengthened to his seven foot heighth. He would have to be gentle and this body of his seemed to have trouble with that concept. Demon emotions were very intense on the rare occaision that they did occur and controlling them was not always easy. He rose from the kiss completely transformed into his demon form. "Can you listen to me?" He cupped her cheek in his clawed hand. He desperately wanted to explain what was going on before completing this mating, but knew that he would not be able to when all she did was moan and turn her head to his fingers and nipped them.

It briefly registered in her passion-hazed brain that Kurama had transformed, but it didn't matter. All she could think about was having that wonderful length of his buried in her once again and reaching that peak that he had shown her. She couldn't concentrate on his words and wanted them to stop. She opened her mouth fully and captured his finger in her mouth, letting her tongue play with the texture and the flavor that she couldn't get enough of. It seemed to calm her temperature slightly, but at the same time made her want more.

Kurama moaned loudly as his finger was licked, nipped and sucked. He had forgotten just how responsive this body of his was. His human body was no where near this sensitive. He gave a careful sniff and realized that his body was completely wrapped in his mating scent. The chemicals could only be transferred by touch, but any demon within ten miles would know what was going on. As Keiko's mouth gave a particularly hard pull on his finger, he stopped even trying to analyze this and became a creature of sensation. He pulled his finger from her mouth and brought his mouth down hard on hers, moaning into her mouth as his hands moved down her body. He was careful of his claws as he knew that his mate's skin was fragile. He used them to tease her already hard nipples and knead the flesh around them. His mouth released hers and followed the path that his hands started.

Keiko's hands clutched the silver hair as his lips, tongue and teeth made their own journey down her body. She didn't know why she was acting so wanton, but she knew that she needed this in a way that she had never needed anything ever before. She cried out as his mouth caught one nipple with his talented tongue and then pulled it into the cavern itself. She found her mouth watering as she tasted the lingering flavor of his finger and craved more of his delicious taste as if she was addicted to a powerful drug.

Kurama shifted his attention to her other breast, trying to taste all of her that he could. He loved the flavor of her skin. My mate! The brief thought flew through his consciousness as he gave a low growl and a soft nip. He moved his mouth lower, intent on tasting every inch of his mate. He by-passed that most tempting area of the juction at her thighs and moved to her legs. Which were long and perfectly shaped from her sports activities. He paused when he reached the end of her feet and looked up at her, flushed and obviously needy. He smiled at her. "Keiko." He whispered, testing her name out in his demon form. He was surprised to note that he still felt the tenderness well up in him even in this form.

Keiko was beyond speach and had been for some time now. She felt him stop, though and kind of sat up enough to grab his forearm, pulling him back to her. Her other hand went behind his head, pulling his mouth back to hers. She devoured his mouth as if she was famished. She released his lips, managing to gasp, "P-Please! I need you!"

Kurama knew that neither of them could hold out much longer, but there was one last thing that he had to do before claiming her completely. He kissed her ravenously, both of them addicted to the taste of the other. He reluctantly left her lips and moved to her other lips. He wanted to taste her core. He huskily whispered, "Soon, my flower." Then he carefully washed away the evidence of his earlier coupling using his tongue, causing frantic mewling cries to come from her mouth. He revelled in the fact that only he had claimed her and brought her back to a feverish pitch as he parted the petals hiding her womanhood from his sight. He plunged his tongue into the passage that his manhood would soon claim once more and concentrated on bringing her another peak.

Keiko could feel the sensations getting intense once more and knew that she would climax again. She was once more thrown into heaven as she screamed his name, not caring who might hear. "Kurama!"

Kurama sat up a bit, still licking his lips and grinned at her. He fit himself to her entrance and bent down to kiss her, letting her taste their combined essences on his tongue. He slowly entered her, fighting the overwhelming urge to just drive himself all the way in. Her body was still untried and he was doing his best to be gentle. When he was seated to the hilt, he lifted his head to watch her expressive eyes.

Keiko thought she had felt filled before, but he somehow seemed even bigger. There was no true pain this time, but an uncomfortable stretching sensation that bordered on pain. "Ku-Kurama?" She asked uncertainly and opened her eyes. She gasped as the transformation actually registered.

Kurama watched her eyes widen as they took in his current state. "It's alright, Keiko, my flower, my mate. We shall need to talk after, but right now, I cannot stop." He claimed her lips once more and concentrated on bringing her body back to a feverish state. He lowered one hand between their bodies and found her most sensitive spot with his finger and caressed it. He felt her relax around him, bringing her legs up to lock around his waist, one hand holding his head and the other wandering down his back.

Keiko felt the softness of his hair and the smooth muscles that were even less hidden in this form. As he started to move, she felt herself heating up again. She moaned into his mouth as the sensations started building again. The pain quickly faded and she tore her mouth away with a gasp, burying her face in the hollow where his shoulder met his neck.

Kurama tried to keep his pace slower for her sake, but his instincts were taking over despite his efforts. He was fully claiming his mate after far too long denying himself that he cared about her in that fashion. He started moving with more force, drawing out wrenching cries of pleasure from her as she neared her climax from his forceful thrusts. When he sensed that she was on the brink, he stopped, completely buried in her heat. "Bite me."

Keiko cried out in frustration when he stopped, hovering on the brink of an orgasm even more intense than the previous ones he had given her. Her brows furrowed as his words dimly penetrated her passion induced fog, but the junction of his neck suddenly seemed inviting when he huskily commanded her to bite him. She never knew where the strength to do so came from, but she bit down hard. She had broken the skin! Something that tasted like ambrosia flowed over her tongue and seemed to make the sensations much more intense when Kurama did start moving once again. Lapping at the blood that was already slowing down, she threw her head back and screamed his name once again when she came.

Kurama smiled with satisfaction when she broke his skin. He continued moving in her, feeling his own climax building in his loins. He bent his head to her neck and inhaled her scent, licking the side of her neck. He moved his mouth down to the junction of her neck and shoulder and bit her. He swallowed scant mouth-fulls of her blood. He groaned loudly as he came. They were now part of each other and could never be truly separated. Kurama collapsed next to her, mindfull of his greater weight. He lacked the energy to transform back into his human form without a rest.

As Kurama curled around his mate and drifted off, he briefly wondered where his mother was and why there had been no pounding on the door. He shrugged the thought off and joined his mate in sleep, smiling.

To be continued . . .