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Your Lady Fractured Moonlight

An Inuyasha and Kagome love story for………

Jessica Baker

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Prologue: Beginning Anew

Moonlight shone in fractured beams that danced along the forest floor. Breathlessly he watched as her hands ran along the ancient bark as they walked underneath its protection. Her raven tresses catching the oddest of rays that set her form, through the white of her kimono ablaze before him. Never again would he turn his back on the life that now stood before him.

He followed her into the darkness of the night that surrounded them, a willing participant in this game of hers. However as they walked in the silence of this blissful night his mind couldn't help but retrace the path that had brought him to her.

What a fool he had been in the past to neglect her needs for some fleeting fantasy. A fantasy now that was less than perfect in all honesty. She loved him as he was; a half demon, and not as she would make him. A future that he never thought possible had opened up before him. A path he found himself all to willing to walk with her by his side.

How could time stand still in this place? He wondered as he walked his mind taking him back to various events in his recent history. One of which was a day that had come with nothing more than the promise of a new day but had ended with a renewed sense of brotherhood.

She had done the impossible by building a bridge where nothing but hatred had existed between them and had somehow turned said hatred into something far more familial. She had built a bridge in which both brothers could mend the wounds of the past and on the way to acceptance.

A relationship that at sometimes felt rocky at best but he had to admit despite having their differences and petty arguments he was beginning to realize what she had known all long. His brother, if he chose to believe it or not, had done everything to protect him in the only manner he knew how. A realization that brought a gentle wave of humility.

The image of the battle that had irreparably changed everything between him and the one he loved flashed before his mind. The mere memory of it knocked the air from his lungs as he remembered holding her bloodied unconscious form in his arms. Just the thought of loosing her was enough for him to spill the remainders of his life energy and join her in the after life.

He had almost lost everyone that made up his world and it sickened him to loose his family. The fear that came with loosing the tajiya, the houshi, and even the young kitsune pup and nekomata were understandable but he found that he know even hated the loss of his older brother, the former bastered of a Daiyokai.

As he held her he realised that his choice had been made a long time ago. She had always been the one he wanted more than anything else but now she may die before even knowing that much.

They had emerged from the battle with Naraku victorious at last but what victory could he find if she were to die while he was forced to live. He had not expected his brother to approach him nor did he expect him to kneel beside him as he did. Tensaiga drawn and in hand he summoned the sword to carry out his will.

Before he could mutter words of thanks her wounds began to heal and her heart began to beat faintly within her chest. She had drawn his attention, holding her closer than he had previously. When he knew she would not fade away before his eyes he searched the battle field for him but found nothing.

He had never been so thankful for anything in his life. Maybe that is why he had revived her as a means of making amends for the past. Or was it because he knew the agony that inu's felt when they lost their intended or mate? No matter the reason he thanked the stars and fates for permitting him to hold her like this as he kissed her forehead as she slept.

His heart leapt at the possibilities that stood before him in the pre-dawn light, a life that before her he would have never dreamed possible; a life that he never wished to leave.

He followed her willingly into the surrounding forests thankful for the cover of night fall and blissful moonlight. A smile touched his lips at her soft giggles at their proximity before she backed away her smile never faltering nor did his as he stepped closer still.

"Do you remember what I told you?" He whispered in her ear.

"Tell me again," she gasped as his hands wrapped securely around her waist.

"Kagome my love for you is endless!" the love that laced every part of him caused a thick blush to spread across her cheeks as his lips inched closer still. His breath was hot against her skin as he spoke again. "I never want to be parted from you!"

"Nor I" she breathed as his lips toughed hers in a tender kiss that expressed years of unexpressed devotion to the other. They years in which they loved but did nothing and now neither could imagine a day without the other by their side.

Her fingers reached to wrap themselves around his neck to bring him harder against her with no protest of his. He pressed her back firmly against the bark of a tree that just happened to be caught between them and the remaining wood.

He felt the sorrow that touched her heart through the newly established blood tie and thus pulled away. He saw no hesitation in her eyes but what he did see was a deep love for him. As if sensing his train of thought she answered him.

"I have made my choice Inuyasha and I could never regret my decision to remain here with you!" she looked at him with unwavering devotion and undying loyalty.

He knew what she had given up a few weeks ago before the well sealed itself as she predicted it would. He had been there when the goodbyes had been expressed between mother and child, between grandfather and granddaughter, and between brother and sister. He knew it pained her as it also pained him to say goodbye to the family that had welcomed him with open arms.

He knew there was no going back. What was done had been done and could not be changed. She was here with him in this time, by his side as she would forever be, and no one would take her from him.

His fingers slid underneath the folds of her kimono tracing his fingers along her neck where he had placed his mark earlier that night. No one knew except for them the burdens they would face because of their blood. A miko as powerful as she mated to a hanyo but he also knew that no matter what happened they had each other.

In the distance he could smell the distinct scent of death and graveyard soil. Sighing heavily he pulled away. His eyes met mudded brown and she knew who was near. How could she not after years of thinking she was second compared to the dead woman that haunted his dreams.

"Kagome I…" a delicate finger silenced his words. The look on her face pained him deeply.

"Go to her Inuyasha." Her voice softly pleading with him to answer her call but silently begging him to resist. As she pulled away he could not help the soft burst of pain that crashed his lungs. The tear that fell, softly rolling along her cheek pained him more than any wound he had ever received.

Gently he reached for her chin, taking it firmly between his clawed thumb and forefinger. Softly he pulled her face towards his though she would not look at him.

"Look at me," he asked his voice conveying to her all the love and tenderness that he felt towards her which she obliged.

"I chose you!" she nodded dumbly completely devoid of her voice. "Come with me?" he asked and watched the surprise as it etched across her facial features but before she could speak he finished his line of thought. "It would mean a lot to me if we were to tell her together."

He saw her uncertainness pass as she slid her fingers into his palm. She felt his fingers wrap around hers giving her a silent reassurance that tonight things would go as they should have gone long ago.

As they walked along the path with him relying on his keen sense of smell she couldn't help but feel a sense of uncertainty. Would this time really be different or would he fall into old habits. She mentally shook her head of that thought unwilling to let the thought itself sink in. Of course it will be different this time, I mean seriously Kagome you bare his mark not Kikyo.

They continued to walk in a companionable silence until her distracted thoughts lead to her body colliding with his when her foot caught in an upturned root. His arm thrust around her waist in an instant to stop her fall but did little to lessen the impact against his own body. A thick blush spread across her face with a fierceness he had not seen in a while.

"Gomen" she mumbled her apology as she tried in vain to hide the deepening blush that threatened.

"No need." He assured her. Tearing his eyes from hers he looked towards the centre of the clearing where a great aged tree curled it's long, wide branches around what appeared to be her sleeping form. Her body along with her soul collectors began to luminescence against the moonlight and the dark midnight back drop of night.

He knew how cruel she had become since her death and had never stopped blaming him despite the fact that her death did not rest on his shoulders. But even knowing this it didn't stop her from placing the blame where it didn't belong. That was one thing among others that made Kagome so different.

"Inuyasha," the smoothness in her voice remained unaltered through her death and now her unnatural rebirth in her fake artificial body. Her eyes opened as she looked towards them, her once serine face becoming somewhat hardened by what he assumed was Kagome's presence.

Her body moved effortlessly as she slid from the wooden shelter of her chosen refuge. She moved with the grace of a freed and yet condemned angel towards him. Choosing to ignore Kagome completely which didn't bode well with him.

When she reached for him his hands stopped her from embracing him. Kagome was the love of his life and he would never give her reason to doubt it again. Never again would he allow her to believe that she held such little value. Not in front of Kikyo and never again in the presence of others.

Kikyo looked at him with a silent unvoiced questioning as she looked into his eyes expecting an answer that she wouldn't find there. He pulled her hands away from his face as he prepared to speak the words that would condemn the vow that he had once made with the promise of completing it.

"What have you done?" she asked in an accusatory manner but it wasn't directed towards him. Her wrath turned towards Kagome with the venom you would expect a snake to possess.

"I haven't done anything except to love him for WHO and WHAT he is. A quality you seemed to lack" A smile touching his lips as he watched Kagome take a power she had unknowingly granted Kikyo back into her own possession.

Kagome's statement angered Kikyo as she looked from her to him. Anger as it seemed to be the only emotion since being brought back that she was aloud to feel in depth. A quality he found didn't flatter her.

"And what of your promise to me?" he knew by her statement that she had sensed the difference in Kagome's aura. It wasn't that hard to see why the evidence of their mating was practically visible.

"Kikyo you know that the bond between mates is stronger than any connection I ever had with you." He heard Kagome mumble his name as he felt her peace soar.

"You and your mate will never find peace. For as long as you live people will hunt you….a miko and a hanyo." The venom that laced her words amazed him but he refused to move. The slight twinge in his heart ached but quickly faded as he realised for the first time he didn't need or require her approval and for the life of him couldn't understand why he stood there subjecting both himself and his mate to such scrutiny.

Tearing himself away from her he took her body in his arms as he took to the trees. Kikyo's wails of protest falling on a dead wind to an ear that didn't care to hear her. His feet running smoothly over the ancient tree bark. A sense of pride engulfed him as he felt her rest her head against his chest. He felt her love warm his skin through the cloth that he wore as her arms wrapped around his neck.

The forest passed by in a blur of faded tree limbs and blurred hues of brown and forest greens as he leapt from one branch to another while she neither screamed nor protested. He took them to the edge of the forest where a hot spring joined the main river. The beauty of the falls in the moonlight was something to behold.

He gently manoeuvred his arms in such a manner that permitted her feet to touch the soft grass as it compressed beneath her feet. He watched with enjoyment as she stepped away from him staring at the beauty that inhabited this place.

Her eyes closed as she listened to the soft rhythmic sound as the water from the falls as they fell in blissful streams. She listened to the gentle breeze sway the forest leaves in all directions. Her eyes slowly opened as she yearned to commit every inch of this place to memory.

One such stream from the falls she noticed lead into the hot spring as a crack in the high angled rocks that formed a semi-circle allowed for the smallest of trickles to pass through. It was a wonder to her that the spring never over flowed.

Before she could move from where she stood mesmerized by all that surrounded her his strong arms wrapped securely round her waist pulling her hard against his chest. His mouth dangerously close to her ear as he whispered his next words brushing against her skin in a hot humid breath.

"Do you like what you see?"

What ever he had expected it wasn't this. His eyes widened as she turned unexpectedly in his embrace, her lips meeting his in an expected but not unwelcome kiss. His arms gaining movement wrapped around her protectively as he pulled her closer. His smile deepened as her lips parted allowing for the sweet melody of a deep throaty moan to escape. 'Well I must be doing something right.' The severely egotistical side of his brain chimed in right on cue as always.

Reluctantly they parted but the requirement of air demanded it. Gulping lungfuls of air as if it had been water. Gaining her breath she pulled herself from his grasp stepping backward somewhat. The playfulness in her features told him that he was in for it.

"You'll have to catch me!" she laughed as she turned to run towards the hot spring leaving him to roll his amber eyes and smile before he chose to chase after her. Following her in the trail of dirt and grass she kicked up with each hastened step.

She ran towards the waters edge when he caught her, swinging her legs victoriously into the crook of his right arm. Easing them in the warm flowing water he couldn't help but marvel at the whole situation. He eased them toward a giant piece of black slate that conveniently was placed at the centre of the spring.

The hem of her white kimono clung to her legs as she sat there anticipating what ever it was he would do to her. His fingers reached around her to undo her distinctly red obi from behind. The crimson silk going limp in his hand as he slid his fingers underneath the collar of the beautiful white silk kimono his finger gently tugging at the fabric exposing a shoulder as his fingers continued to undress her as if she were a newborn. Until the only thing that obscured the view of her nude body from his view was the white broad cloth that she wrapped tightly around her breasts.

She wanted to shield herself from his view but new he would not permit her to do so. Instead she set about occupying her hands with the task of ridding him of his hakama. Her fingers slid easily over the fire rat sash that held them up as she found to her amazement that it came undone with a simple tug. 'It hadn't been that easy before had it?' She couldn't help but wonder if he planed this set of events….than again knowing him anything was possible.

His hakama fell to crash upon the waters surface causing the water around his hips to slosh against the surrounding rocks. Taking a moment his gaze shifted to focus as he freed himself from his pant bindings.

To some it might have put a dampener on the sexuality of the moment but for her the anticipation of what awaited her caused her mouth to run dry and her tongue to become thick.

Slender fingers worked at riding him of his haori. The fabric sliding down his shoulders to fall into the water carelessly. Tossing the discarded clothing articles blindly towards the black slate rocks he resumed his task. His fingers traced the edge of the cloth that bound her breasts finding the inevitable seam that would be its undoing. Once found it unravelled with ease.

Her breasts now free from the binding they had been subjected to he claimed her lips in a heated kiss. He could feel her surrender to his will as she had before but this time she didn't posses the uncertainty that came with her virginity. Instead she possessed an eagerness that might have matched his own.

His lips moved from hers to trace a trail of burning fire to her collar bone kissing her mark causing her to gasp as a wave of pleasure coursed trough her body. A smirk touched his lips as he moved lower still towards her navel. The burst of laughter caused a smile to touch his lips. His claws running along her body as his mouth inched towards her breasts.

The sharp intake of her breath registered loudly against his eardrums as his tongue ran around the sensitive peak bringing her more pleasure the harder it became. Fangs and tongue combined caused her to shiver. A shiver that became more pronounced as her abandoned the one peak for the other. Her momentary disappointment was lost in the attention he lavished onto the other and even more so as his fingers ran his claws over the over-sensitized skin.

His tongue worked eagerly on the other nipple lavishing the same attention on this peak he had the first. Her fingers and body began to loose themselves in the attention he lavished on her before his lips claimed hers again with more passion than he had before.

His clawed fingers moving along her body heading towards a region no one else had been permitted to touch…..except for him. His fingers caught themselves on the thick nest of raven curls that rested above the apex of where her thighs and the rest of her body met.

He discovered much to his delight that his tortures were working as his fingertips felt a wetness that came from her. A slickness that he found excited him more than anything else. He wanted her to want him with every breath she took.

He felt himself begin to harden as her sounds of pleasure came in frequent waves that crashed upon him in a dizzying storm. Her wetness grew as he touched her where no other man would. His fingers slipping into her slick velvet folds as the pumped a familiar rhythm. Expanding and contracting her walls as he pumped his fingers deeper into her core.

Her legs spread further to welcome him to enter her as he wanted to…but not yet. Her hips bucked against his hand propelling his fingers to dig deeper at a better angle. He knew that if he didn't end this soon she would cum. And that wouldn't do.

He became almost painfully aware of his need for her as his finger slid from her velvet cavity leaving her unfulfilled. He moved to carry her to the opening of the spring. Placing her on a grass bed as it compressed underneath her weight.

He slid his nude body overtop of hers, his amber eyes locking with hers. "Do you want me?" he asked as he placed the tip of his erection against her already spread thighs. A thick throaty gasp escaped from her in a startled manner. God how he wanted her, to feel her come against him but he wouldn't. Not unless he heard from her he could.

"What the hell do you think!" she stated breathlessly as her hips rubbed against him. An action that proved to be uncooperative with him as a growl threatened to escape from her bold move. No longer needing the invite he had a moment before he slipped the tip of his member into her waiting core.

Her tightness was a godsend as he began to stroke his cock within the slick folds of her sheath. He bit down on his lips trying in vain to suppress a growl turned moan as she thrust her hips up to meet his in an endless sea of repetition.

His need became enflamed as her walls tightened around his hard shaft with the promise of climax. She tilted her hip allowing for him to delve deeper hitting some place within her that with each thrust caused a dizziness to surface through her limbs as her fingers tangled themselves within his silver hair.

"InuYASHA," she gasped.

He knew she would come and soon. Driving deeper he couldn't keep himself from moaning her name as they danced a dance as old as time. So close……… biting down he slammed deeper into her this time penetrating a part of her that he hadn't before.

Her orgasm coated his now pulsating member as he came spilling his seed into her womb with a force he reckoned would leave her temporarily paralyzed. Sated for the moment he freed himself from her velvet cavity perfectly contented to hold her in his arms until either one of them were granted the gift of movement again.

This moment…..the moment that lingered between them he knew was his chance at a life, a beginning anew.