Tsubaki's Curse
Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha
It was what I wanted... a chance to be normal.
All he needed was... to feel accepted.
Her only mistake was... falling in love... but that itself was inevitable.
Chapter 1
Tsubaki's P.O.V.
I found him alone, resting on a tree branch of a sakura tree.
I held my weapon in one hand, and a basket of fruit in the other.
"You're a half-demon, are you not?"
He nodded.
He wasn't afraid of me...nor was I of him.
"Why are you so lonely?" I asked.
"I'm used to it..." he answered.
His golden eyes burned a hole through my turquoise ones.
He silently asked why I was there... what I needed from him.
My eyes did not answer, he was but an escape to me... I knew he needed me more than I needed him.
His ears twitched as the wind's almost inexistent whistle warned him of my indecent intentions.
He didn't seem to care.
"Is that so?"
"What do you care?"
I shrugged. It was true. It wasn't my business.
"If you want some company... follow me."
I turned away, certain he would follow. And he did.
I smirked. I always have my way.
"Where are we going?"
"To a secret hiding place"
Upon arrival, I sighed.
It was one of the very few caves around our village.
'Private enough,' I hoped.
"Feh... this is your secret hiding place?" he asked, with a hint of challenge.
"It's pretty secretive when no one seems to even visit." I answered.
Hoping this would go as planned, I unfolded the blanket that had been in my basket.
Spreading it on the floor as he watched, curious.
When I was done, I watched as his golden pools inspected the cave.
"Is there something wrong?"
"Don't worry, it's safe."
I shrugged, placing my fruit basket in the center of the blanket.
He turned around, with a thousand questions in his eyes.
I knew of the lust hidden within them.
He wanted me as much as I wanted him.
Perhaps even more. Who knows?
But he was wary of any hidden traps.
I grasped his shoulders and burried my face in his chest.
He was speechless.
"Have you ever been with a woman before?"
He didn't pull back, nor did he push me away.
He simply pondered his answer to my question.
"Er... I don't know what you're talking about..." he lied.
I released my hold on him, and spun around, looking for a place to sit on the blanket.
"What are you scheming, wench?" he asked.
"What do you mean?" I retorted, in deceiving innocence.
His sixth sense told him to be aware...
"Are you hungry?"
"Not quite... but I would like an apple... if you don't mind..."
Oh, and he has manners too. Interesting.
Boys from my village aren't quite as thrilling as he.
Every single one of them knows I am a priestess and that as such... I am pure.
Ha... don't make me laugh.
Tainted... am I? Not yet. Would he taint me? Perhaps.
I don't care.
As long as the reason is not discovered.
And... it wont be... for he is a hanyou, he wouldn't approach a villager.
Nor would any villager approach him.
It's perfect.
"Aren't you a priestess?" he asked.
I nearly choked on my thoughts.
"Yes... and what of it?"
"I was just asking... just the way you asked if I was a half-demon, remember?"
My palms were sweating.
"Why did you ask me that?" he asked.
I blinked, confused.
"What? About you being a half-demon?"
"No... about me being with a woman before."
I smirked, relieved we weren't talking about me being a priestess anymore.
"It was but a mere question. What's your answer?"
Silence.
"I thought so..."I said.
"What's that supposed to mean?" he retorted.
"Don't take it as an offense, I was just drawing conclusions from your reaction to my question."
"Feh... it's not your business..." he said.
He was blushing madly now, and my heart sank to the abyss of an ocean.
'He's so innocent... so pure...' I thought.
"I suppose you're right." I answered, guiltily.
He took a bite from his apple, and watched as I stared.
I licked my lips.
My eyes were still locked on the juice that kept sliding from his lips as I crawled over to him.
He swallowed.
Our faces were just inches apart when his arm encircled my waist and pulled me to straddle him.
"Please... tell me... I'm not the only one feeling this way..."I whispered as a part of me fought my desire to kiss him.
"You're not..." he answered as his lips took mine in possession.
Our tongues battled for dominance.
My hands grabbed his white tresses harshly.
He didn't mind.
I ground my hips against him.
He moaned darkly.
"Is this what you want from me?" he asked huskily.
"Mmhm..."I moaned in response.
"You're right, you know... I've never been with a woman before..."
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A/N: I started this fanfic at A F F . N E T, but somehow it wasn't a success. I didn't continue it because it seemed useless. I hope you people see through the 'lime' and understand the real story behind it. This is an InuYasha/Kikyo fanfic... with my version of what happened before Kikyo died. I hope you guys like it. Oh... and please R&R. I need comments, constructive criticism, and suggestions. Thank you. Oh... and um... it's sorta sad... and dark... just so you know.
