Here goes! My first official Inuyasha and Kagome fanfiction. I have always liked these two as a couple for so long and now I will give them a story that will hopefully be credible to them.

I don't own Inuyasha.

Inuyasha and Kagome destroyed the sacred Jewel, but Kagome was flung back into the future from whence she came. Could they ever be happy without the other? Only time will tell.

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The Enigma of Love:

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Chapter 1: Longing

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BOOM! BOOM!

A massive stumping sound reached Inuyasha's ears.

BOOM! BOOM!

Was it a demon? He had come back to take the jewel shards...

Inuyasha stood up and drew out Tetsusaiga. He wouldn't let them take away everything that they had worked so hard to get.

"Kagome! Get down!" He yelled to her, but she just stood there standing in those strange futuristic clothes that made her stand out like a sore thumb. She was out in the open, such an obvious target.

"Get Down Stupid!" he leapt forwards and pulled her harshly out of harm's way. Just as soon as he pulled her down Miroku and Sango finished off the demon.

"Gees! Couldn't you follow one simple order?" He scowled down at her trying to force himself to be more angry than he actually was. The truth being told, he really liked it when he saved Kagome. He liked feeling her arms around him, knowing that in that moment of danger she could embrace him without feeling embarrassed.

Her response was just what he expected, "I'll make it up to you. I promise!" she clapped her hands together and bowed slightly.

"Really how?" Inuyasha scratched his head in puzzlement and tried to imagine Kagome saving him the same way he had just saved her. It was an amusing idea.

"I said, I'll make it up to you, Okay." She looked thoughtful as she tucked a wayward strand of hair behind her ear, and then grinned up at him. "oh, I know, how about I get you five bags of potato chips, just for you, next time I go back to my time."

"Kagome." Inuyasha found his hands moving of their own accord as they wrapped themselves around her, supporting her, and pulling her into an embrace. He then whispered something really daring into her ear. "I don't think that will be enough this time," Her body felt so great up against his, " I think I'll be wanting something else." He heard her gasp and smirked at her feeble attempts to push him away.

"Inuyasha? What are you doing?" He could hear and feel her heart beating wildly in her chest. Did she know that he could hear it. He breathed in her scent and held her firmly but gently in his arms as his eyes searched her face for any sign of real resistance. There was none, and so he leaned in to his first kiss with Kagome.

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Inuyasha woke up with a start, and almost fell off the tree on which he was sleeping.

"Damn it all!" he shook the sleep away, but that didn't do much for the beating in his heart.

Inuyasha leant backwards again allowing his cold damp back to be supported by the tree behind him. It was just another dream. He raised one clawed hand to his face and rubbed the small throbbing pain in his temples. He hadn't been sleeping well again, but it didn't help when Miroku and Sango encouraged their children to climb on him before he fell asleep. It wasn't like he wanted anyone's sympathy. He appreciated it... sometimes, but most of the time he just wanted to be left alone.

He couldn't believe it had been three years already. Ever since Kagome had left he had felt as if his soul was just drying up. There was very little excitement in the world, and he felt like he was serving no purpose anymore. He really hadn't realized the intoxicating drive that he had had and just how that had driven him into doing all the crazy things he had done in those two years Kagome had been with him.

To find the shards of the Jewel, that had been their only reason to team up together, and now all he could think of was how great it would be to relive all those memories again, with her, just doing the same thing over and over again. He had experienced a lot of pain and worry in those times, but now that he was looking back at it all it didn't look nearly as bad.

Was he going mad? How could he want to face Naraku again after all the anguish he had put them all through? And why?

'I want to see her again.'

She always had belonged to that time, and now she always will.

'I want to see her again.'

She has changed me for the better, far more than Kikyo ever could have done, and now all that is left to do is just to let the memory be.

He glanced back up and stared into the pitch darkness, the clouds were thick and hiding the light of the moon, causing the pressing darkness. He breathed in a deep breath taking into the damp dark air. A storm was approaching tonight, he could smell it. He stood up and made his way back to the village.

Before he had even realized it, he had subconsciously become the villager's protector and the guard watch, not that he minded, no, he quite enjoyed it. It gave him something to do. Whether it was simply cutting up strange man-eating demons or killing bandits that tried to pass through and steal all the villagers possessions. Miroku took advantage of their local fame and made sure to let people know of their location so that they could be asked of when the people might need them. And so their demon slaying continued.

Once it had become clear to the villagers that Inuyasha and his friends intended to stay with them they had graciously provided them both with houses. Both as in the two demons got one house and the newly wed human couple got the other one. Not that Shippo ever really wanted to spend his time alone with just Inuyasha. And so it came to pass that Shippo spent more and more time at the school for fox demons, with Miroku and Sango, or the young Rin that Shippo said looked and acted just like Kagome. Inuyasha refused to see much likeness in her, but he had to admit he liked the way she always acknowledged his presence with a wave and a smile.

And so Inuyasha's house was barely used. Rarely used. Except for an extra playroom for Miroku's and Sango's children of which they now had coming by the plenty.

Inuyasha would never admit to it, but he was very glad that Miroku and Sango had got together. To see them both enjoying the beautiful chaos that was their house, and knowing that their love for one another was not a fake show of outward affections, but real and deep. Kagome had been the one that had insisted that they liked each other from the start. How did she do that?

Inuyasha shook his head, and then felt the need to flick his ear as small raindrops fell on it's tips. Thunder rumbled away in the distance and the rain began to increase and smash into the ground. He picked up his pace and made a mad dash through the fields to his house. His feet were filthy and his clothes were damp, but he wasn't really thinking about that.

'Should I spend the rest of my friend's lives here?' he asked himself. He knew he would live longer than both Sango and Miroku and probably their children too, but he didn't really know whether living here in one place was very good for him. He had always travelled, always been alone until he met Kikyo, but even then it became Kikyo and Him. They made themselves alone, and never shared what they felt about one another with anyone else. They had been about to do something selfish and leave the village together to simply be alone. Now that he could look back on it, he realized the reason his love for Kikyo had been so strong was because they had both found that the other filled their gap of loneliness. They had filled it with love for the other, but it was an untested, young and judgemental love. It did not stand the test of time.

He sighed. And lay back down on the wooden floor boards of his house and closed his eyes ignoring the dripping mud at the end of his toes. The feeling of longing crept into him again. It had been three years since he had seen her, and considering the fact that he had only know her for two, it felt so strange and yet so good that someone would have effected him in such a way.

"Kagome, wherever you are. I hope you love life as you always do." he said, and then scowled for catching himself in the act of talking out loud when no one else was around. 'Stupid' he turned over and buried his face in his huge sleeves. And tried to sleep, but just ended up tossing and turning.

"Damn it." He sat back up and took off his moist clothes and hung them in the middle of the room. Most might have seen this as weird and strange, but when no one comes to your house apart from you, you tend to get more relaxed about your state of dress.

He dropped to the floor again deciding that he did indeed still need more sleep. What would his life have looked like now if he had been able to bring back Kagome with him? Would Kagome have become a priestess like Kaede, and have helped to bring up Rin. Would she want to be a wonderer? No, he shook his head. She had always loved family and friends, and valued them far above any gain for herself. She had said that she liked having him by her side. … Would she have wanted him by her side in that way too? He tried to imagine what she might look like now if she had gotten married to him as Miroku and Sango had done.

Would their kids be crazy or what? He smiled at the ridiculousness of it all. That would never happen. He closed his eyes again listening to the sounds of tiny creatures outside. He was far more content now than he had ever been, Kagome had opened the door for him to find friends and trust in people as he had never done before. He should be satisfied. In her own special way she had made him feel more complete in accepting him exactly how he was, than all of his mother's hugs and tears, and Kikyo's kisses could have ever achieved. He should be satisfied that he was even able to spend any time with her at all. Meeting her should have been impossible, and now trully was. He spread himself out on the floor and fell into a deep sleep. Dreams of dreams filled with longing.

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