~Scene Two~

Someone was shaking her lightly.

Her brows furrowed and she frowned, burrowing her head further into her warm - and very soft - pillow. She sighed in content when hands tightened from their position wrapped around her waist and inhaled softly. 'Earth and pine.' Not to mention the all too distinct scent that could only be described as male. "Smells good..." She mumbled, beginning to drift back of into unconsciousness.

Some snickering made her twitch but she tried to ignore it.

Warm breath tickled her ear before a rough, low voice spoke. "As comfortable as this is, it's almost mid-day. We still have to leave before nightfall."

"Nnn..."

Not really listening, she focused on the warmth that was encasing her and nearly nodded back off when the words suddenly clicked and she snapped up, now fully awake. Her jaw dropped when she saw Kouga lying under her, a hand now tucked behind his head while the other still lay on her waist. She snapped it shut at the provocative leer he gave her, shivering when his thumb rubbed the soft skin of her side. Another wave of snickering distracted her and she blushed, pulling away to see that Sango and Shippo were standing at the entrance of the hut. She sent them a murderous scowl and watched them scurry out, those irritatingly smug smirks still on their faces. Huffing, she turned back to the wolf demon to see he was still lying on the cot, the very same smirk curling his own lips.

Her eyebrow twitched and she went to get up but his hand was still on her hip. The way his eyes danced showed her that he knew it as well and she went to remove it except he grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her just enough so that she fell back on his chest. She landed with a small 'oomph'. His arms wrapped back around her and she ground her teeth together. "Let. me. up."

He leaned up and nuzzled her neck, murmuring. "Now why would I do that, mate?"

"Ma-" She stopped halfway, the memories of what happened yesterday coming back to her. Paling, she looked back down. "So it wasn't a dream?"

"Iie." He nipped at her skin lightly and she jumped. There was a small undertone of disappointment in the word when he said it. She ignored the pang of guilt in her gut.

"Kouga, look, I don't think this is such a good idea."

"Give me one good reason why." He challenged, lying back down and settling there comfortably.

She searched her mind frantically, trying to find something that they hadn't already disproved. 'Doesn't hate humans. Doesn't care if I'm from another time. Doesn't want me for Kikyo. Pa-hold on; look for things to argue about!' She berated herself. An idea made her hesitate for only a second.

"My tou-san is gone so you can't get his approval."

A part of her cringed at the sympathy that crossed his face, noticing how his demeanor changed and she wondered if it was a good idea to bring it up. "I'm sorry; I didn't know he died. Is there another male in the house I could talk to?"

"No." The miko didn't bother correcting him when it came to her dad.

"You're lying."

She sputtered. "I am not!"

"I'm a demon, Kagome. I think I can tell the difference." He said this blandly. "Now what other male is there in the household?"

Frowning, she looked away. "My grandfather and my little brother." Her reaction was automatic as he sat up, arms wrapping around his neck and legs sliding up until she was straddling him. A fierce blush darkened her face when she felt a twitch from down there not to mention the glazed over look that entered his eyes. His hands were still on her waist and she tried to move them in order to get up but he tightened them imperceptibly before relaxing.

Expression clearing, Kouga pulled back one of his hands in order to bring out the rosary beads. "Now, if you would." The way his shoulders were set told her that he wasn't going to let her do anything until she did as he asked. 'Demanded is more like it.' She thought reproachfully.

She looked away, lashes hiding the indecision and anger swimming in her eyes. A wisp of fear curled up her spine when deadly claws dragged up her side, tickling her skin until fingers wrapped around her throat. She didn't resist when he tilted her head so she was looking at him again. Instead of irritation, annoyance, and even the anger she had been expecting, there was a tired feel to him that saddened her.

"Kagome, please. You don't have to love me."

Her heart constricted and tears blurred her vision. 'With how you treat me, I will. That's the problem.' She thought and slowly leaned forward, hugging him around the waist and burying her face in his neck. He returned it hesitantly. Trying to distract him, she began to run her fingers in the fur just at the base of his tailbone, knowing that on canines it was a very sensitive area. It worked too because he shuddered in her arms, breath coming out in quick pants. A part of her marveled at how something so simple could bring even powerful demons like him down into a quivering mass.

The rough groan he emitted and the way his groin rubbed teasingly at her core brought her back to the present. She licked her lips and slid a hand down his arm until she brushed against the rosary beads. Kissing him at the juncture of his neck, she blew on his ear softly while pulling the necklace from his limp fingers. He didn't notice. Only used the advantage to press her down onto his rapidly hardening length. Kagome leaned back just enough to skim her lips along the line of his jaw and was silently pleased when she saw his eyes were closed.

In one swift motion, she threw the beads around his neck and whispered, "Stay."

His body froze under hers and she sprung up, grabbing her pack from where it lay at the entrance. She bolted, heart beating frantically inside her chest as she sped through the village and to the forest ahead. Branches whipped at her, cutting into her skin but she ignored them. An image of the Goshinboku whizzed past her, nothing more than a slush of colors from how fast she was running.

A spike of an aura, filled with rage, made her quicken her pace. The miko burst through the clearing and made it to the well just as a hand closed around her upper arm. Still, she propelled her body over the lip and glanced up into once blue eyes, now glowing red. Her mouth moved in a quiet whisper. "Stay."

In her descent, she was only given one more brief glance at his face and a shiver of fear raced down her spine. He looked about ready to throttle her and for a second, she thought he would but the spell took effect and his hand slid from its place on her arm.

Almost slowly, she broke eye contact and turned away as the magic of the well covered her. Her relief was short-lived however when the hard planes of a chest barreled into her back.

She gasped. It wasn't hard to guess who could have possibly come down after her. 'Was it because he was holding onto me when I fell?'

Done.