AN: I own neither Inuyasha nor The Avengers
"Come my dear, I believe there are some, people, here that you should meet." Loki simply held out an open hand, as he spoke to someone from behind.
The others were unsure to whom he was referring, as he had blatantly stated enough times that humans were below him. Perhaps another from where he he called home? Or an ally? Did this mystery person really matter so to Loki, that he would seemingly flaunt this person in front of them.
Their questions were answered as a petite Asian woman made her way to his side, placing a small pale hand in Loki's open one. She was a looker, they couldn't deny that. Black hair with a blue sheen fell around her shoulders in loose curls. A set of slightly pouting lips, almond shaped eyes and pert nose in a heart shaped face.
She wore a suit not all that different from Natasha, though it wasn't a complete catsuit. The top was sleeveless, leaving her shoulders bare, though she did have sleeves that started at her upper arms and ended into archers gloves. Black matching leather pants, with black leather boots that ended just below her knees. What caught their attention though, were the weapons she carried. Twin blades on either side of her hips and a bow with a quiver of arrows on her back.
"She is just as stunning, as she was when first she came to us. Is she not, Brother." Loki pulled her into his arms, resting his chin on her free shoulder, smirking in Thor's direction as he placed a kiss just behind her ear. All the while she simply continued looking forward, her eyes showing that she was under Loki's control.
Thor stared in disbelief at the two of them. Though he knew the situation, it still angered him to see her in another's arms. Along with seeing her face after so long, memories of her time in Asgard resurfaced.
She had suddenly showed up, beaten, bloody and barely alive. But mostly, she bore signs of torture. When she had woken up, she had been highly confused and very wary of all of them. It had taken a while, but they had learned what she was willing to tell them about her. And in return, she had won her way into their hearts, even Loki. But it was the memories of her last day in Asgard that were prominent in his mind.
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She had been wearing something their fashion, simple yet elegant on her, just sitting off to the side enjoying the view. When he had gotten close, she turned and smiled at him. Something that he had enjoyed immensely, being the sole center of her attention.
"Thor! I thought you would be sparring right now." the fact that she knew this was also pleasing. It meant she paid attention to him and his ways.
"Not today." he smirked when she patted the empty space next to her.
Soon enough, they were talking, about what he couldn't actually recall, but it led to her being riled up. It was so easy to do so, and the end results were always fascinating. Her cheeks would gain a rosy flush, her eyes would spark with light agitation, making her blue eyes all the much brighter. She would would either pout, drawing attention to her lips or turn her back until she gained control of her emotions.
This time though, he had playfully tossed her over his shoulder and began marching down the halls, laughing as her tiny fists lightly beat against his back, her cries echoing around them, as he legs kicked about. Another laugh roared around them as she let out a shriek after he gave her a light slap on her upper thighs, a little higher up than she excepted. She froze for a mere moment, and he could feel the heat coming off of her, knowing she was most likely blushing furiously at his actions.
"THOR! If you don't put me down this instant, you're not going to like what I have in store for you!"
So, being the gentleman that he was, he put her down. Well, more like tossed her into a pool sized bath. But either way, he did as she asked. It was when she had breached the waters surface, that he knew then and there, that he was going to have her as his.
The water made her glow, it didn't help that her own abilities were thrumming beneath the surface in her anger. Her hair was slicked back, with a few strands clinging to her neck and cheeks. Her blue eyes turned stormy as they glared up at him from underneath sooty eyelashes that looked bejeweled with water drops hanging from them. A flush to her cheeks that was running down her neck, only to disappeared beneath the neck line of her dress. The same dress that now clung to her like a second skin, making him very much aware of the waters temperature.
In all his life, he had never seen a more tempting sight.
When she asked for his help in getting out, already her hand waiting to grasp his, he smirked his victory over whatever it was they had been going on about. He had not all been prepared for the sudden, and surprisingly strong, tug on his hand which led him to tumbling in after her.
When he resurfaced, wiping his face clean of water and his hair, he narrowed his eyes on her laughing form. The joyous sounded rung around them in the air, sounding far sweeter than anything else he had ever heard. Though it came to a sudden halt when he brought her in his arms, bringing her closer to him in turn.
Her eyes, wide and questioning, gazed up at him, warmth seeping from where her braced herself from his sudden action by placing her splayed hands on his chest. One of his hands rose to brush a stray lock of hair that clung to her cheeks. That same hand cupped her cheek, his thumb barely brushing just under her eye as he leaned in closer to her.
He waited for a few brief moments, making sure she understood his intentions, and he was more than pleased to see she was not denying him. So, he, going against his nature, softly brushed his lips against hers. Apparently, it was too soft for her likings. He smirked as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled so that the two of them were tight against one another.
The kiss, just like everything else about her, was passionate, warm and oh so welcoming. Slanting just so, he pushed forward with his tongue, demanding entrance, feeling much more in charge. As was his nature. A pleased groan rumbled through his chest when she was just as eager, as her own was twining around his. She tasted of the fruits she had eaten earlier along with the slight spices from the wine she drank with them. It was something he could get use too, and planned to.
His hands dropped to her hips, bringing her closer as he allowed her to breath, only to attack her neck. Her own hands, gripped tightly at the back of his neck or tangled in his hair. Allowing his hands to run down lower, over her firm behind pausing for a moment to squeeze the supple flesh there and smirking at her muffled mew, only to go lower and grip the back of her knees and lift her to a his height allowing him better access to that passionate mouth of hers.
Moving to place on her the edge of the bath, her legs dangling on either side of his hips as his hands rose back to her own. Keeping a firm hold on her, he pressed his brow against her own smiling at her flushed face. Her own arms seemed to refuse leaving their position, from around his shoulders, and he shivered as her fingers played with the hairs on the back of his neck.
"What brought this on?" her voice was low and husky as her eyes slowly peeled back open to stare up into his own.
"You. I would make you mine, if you accept."
Her eyes widened, but she didn't move, she just blinked up at him. She opened her mouth, drawing his attention to her swollen lips that were just begging to be thoroughly ravished again, to answer him. But she froze, stiffened in his arms and reared back so suddenly, even he was shocked. Her eyes suddenly darkened as she looked off to the side, and as her brows furrowed, he grew concerned.
Blinking, she returned to the moment, a bright smile on her face and she whispered something, a name she had mentioned from her home. And just like that she took off, leaving him wondering what had just happened before he gave chase. It wasn't hard, with his longer strides, and the wet trail that was left in her wake.
The next part he rushed through, not wishing to remember her departure from Asgard. Her companions from home had managed to find the same, and only, way that had brought her to them. Meaning she now had a way back home, ultimately, away from him. She had told him, they would meet again, but he had only agreed to please her. He was a god, would live far beyond her own mortal life. So it wasn't all that surprising that he failed to grasp the moment with her standing there in Loki's arms.
His brother smirked again, as he tightly wrapped his arms around her, looking very much like a possessive child withholding his favorite toy. Thor narrowed his eyes as his brother openly nuzzled his nose into her hair, whispered something in her ear. All the while keeping an his eyes on him, smirking in victory.
"Imagine my surprise, when by chance, I came across her." Loki frowned slightly, as he rose a hand to stroke the side of her face. "She has become so much stronger since then. Fought against me, painfully I might add. But, she soon accepted the truth." he kissed her temple. Bringing both of his hands up, they landed on her shoulders before running up and down her arms.
"Let's just show them how strong you really are, my dear." he stepped back, allowing Kagome to move forward.
She stopped just a few short steps, taking them all in with a critical eye. Thor had seen what she was capable of, not only on others but herself as well. But if she had truly fought against Loki's methods, it spoke of just how much stronger she had grown. Meaning, he didn't know, any more, what she was now capable of.
"I guess I get first shot." Tony spoke up, powering his a repulsor to do minimal damage, she was in the same situation as Barton was. A little knock on the head and she'd be right as rain. Minus the splitting headache that would be sure to follow after.
He took the shot, expecting to see the woman fly backwards, instead, she brought up her arms and simply stopped the shot.
"Sir, I'm picking up foreign energy levels." JARVIS spoke up as a wall was seemingly in place before her. When her arms dropped so did the wall. Before he could take another shot, he himself was blasted back. When he stood back up, she was in a pose that was much like his own when using both of his hand repulsors.
"Huh, wasn't expecting that."
Steve threw his shield at her, not at all happy that he was doing so, knowing that she was being forced into the situation. Though he was stunned when she simply caught it, somehow charged it and toss it back at him. Catching it, he was shocked when he himself slid back a few feet.
Natasha took a running start at the woman, engaging her in hand to hand combat allowing the others to do what was needed to be done.
Natasha let out a grunt as she pulled back to a safe distance, like Barton, this woman could put up a fight. Far more better than she had expected. Meaning she had been doing this for just about as long as she has. Though sadly, before she could keep the woman occupied and distracted, a nearby explosion knocked the two of them a few feet away from where they had stood.
Getting up to her feet quickly, she scanned the area for her opponent who stumbled to her feet. The woman had a hand pressed to her brow and looked about herself in a dazed fashion. Her eyes were no longer showing signs that she was under Loki's control. Another explosion drew both of their attention, but when Natasha returned hers to the woman, she froze when she saw that she had armed herself and looked highly pissed.
Natasha watched with wide eyes as the arrow began to glow, the same way she used to block Stark's repulsor shot, and returned fire on him. Whipping her head about, she caught sight of what the woman was actually aiming at. It was one of the emeny's troop carrier, and it was making a straight line towards them.
"Open wide and say 'Ahhh~'." the woman muttered under her breath, hissing slightly as she clenched her teeth.
The carrier actually opened... it's mouth, letting out a roar as it moved closer. Natasha was mentally urging the woman to take the shot already, but she waited till the thing was practically breathing down their necks. The arrow whistled past her, shining like an actual shooting star that was quickly swallowed whole.
"I would duck, if I were you."
Whipping her head back towards the woman, she saw that the woman was already crouching, preparing for whatever was to come. So she followed her lead and ducked. And just in time too. The thing let out a ear splitting screech before it exploded. While some parts flew away, others disintegrated into ash.
A hand was placed before her line of sight, offering her help back onto her feet. Following the hand up, she met eye to eye with the woman that she had just been fighting, taking in the blood that was pouring down the side of her face and the rather sheepish yet hopeful smile.
"I'm sorry about that... Wasn't quite myself back there."
"I understand. But before we get all sentimental, there's a war going on around us. And from what you've shown us, we could really use your help."
"I'd be glad to be of assistance."
The two of them took off to where the others had gathered, Kagome picking off those that came to close, slicing them down with her blades. They weaved about as they made their way down the street. A serge of the enemy's soldiers were gathering and circling around the others, though Kagome quickly and easily took them out.
The others turned to face them, readying themselves when they saw Kagome next to Natasha.
"It's alright! She's safe."
"I'm not so sure about that~" Tony muttered.
"Then she's on our side." Natasha rolled her eyes, she was pretty sure that Tony's ego was the only thing that had been damaged while going up against Kagome.
"Well, that's good to know."
Soon enough Steve was giving out orders, issuing who went where and doing what. And what felt like forever, they began taking on the enemy, trying to keep it contained. It was hard, tedious, painful, and just when it felt like they were gaining the upper hand, more just kept spilling through the opening. Not only that, Tony just relaid to them that a missile was now heading their way.
Kagome was back to back with Thor and the Captain. And all they could do was watch as Tony forced the weapon through the opening. They waited with baited breath, watching as the saw the explosion happen, but heard no word from Tony. Kagome couldn't help but grit her teeth as the Captain called to the doorway to be closed.
But despite the call, Tony fell through. Upon realizing that he wasn't in any way slowing down, Thor began to take action, only to be beaten by the Hulk catching him instead. When they both landed, Thor quickly tore off Tony's golden mask, but still no signs of life. Kagome jumped slightly, startled as Hulk let out a roar, also jump starting Tony as it were.
"What the hell? What happened? Please tell me nobody kissed me." his eyes shifted to her form, did a quick sweep from top to bottom. "Unless you're nobody."
Kagome shook her head, but couldn't help but smile all the same. That all of them survived this... fantastical battle, was a feat in and on itself.
"We won." Steve gave Tony a slightly disbelieving look. Not half an hour ago, the woman blasted him, now he was flirting with her?
"Alright! Hey. Alright. Good job, guys. Let's just not come in tomorrow. Let's just take a day. Have you ever tried shawarma? There's a shawarma joint about two blocks from here. I don't know what it is, but I wanna try it." he staid on the ground, panting just the slightest amount, seemingly getting his barrings straight.
"We're not finished, yet." Thor spoke up, glancing at the woman at his side. Like before, as if sensing his gaze, she turned to him and smiled. As if the world wasn't as it was around them, as if she hadn't been forced by Loki into this, as if nothing had truly happened.
"And then shawarma after."
Kagome laughed outright at Stark's last comment. It sounded like a child relenting to do something, as long as they got what they wanted in the end.
"I think first, Mr. Stark, you should get up on your feet."
Captain assisted Tony back on his feet, Thor threw an arm around Kagome's shoulders as Tony kept his eye on her. He very much didn't like the way he was looking at her. She had a lot of explaining to do. Like, how exactly she was alive after all these centuries, when she was in fact, a mortal.
"Is that an offer to a free meal? Cause I'll have you know, as flattering as the offer is, I happen to be in a relationship. Though, either way, I'm all for a free meal."
"No, Mr. Stark, that wasn't an offer. Though I am more than willing to pay for a small meal. Sadly, I left my wallet in my with my other suit."
"Enough, we still have Loki to deal with." he thought bitterly, though he quickly glanced down when a small warm hand pressed against his cheek.
"I'm sorry about this."
"You have nothing to apologize for. He did these things of his own free will."
"Sill, I know it must hurt, having to fight against your brother so. Adopted or not." her free hand rose to wipe some hair and blood away, clearing her view.
"You're injured."
"That happens when you go into battle." a quick glance to those behind them, a smirk lifted the corner of her lips. "And unlike our green friend here, I have yet to meet a person, who can truly come out of battle unscathed."
He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her brow, pulling her tighter to him while doing so. Despite the scents of sweat, blood, dirt and ash, he could make out her own unique scent. Oddly enough, it was of rain, pure and clean. And how he had missed it through the centuries.
"I would still have you as mine."
"I gladly accept."
"Hate to break up this love fest, but don't we have a, beaten-would-be-ruler-of-the-world to deal with?" Tony spoke up, wavering just slightly on his feet.
"A way with words, that one." Thor muttered against her brow.
"But he speaks the truth."
"Yes. Let's be done with this." Thor spoke up, winding his hammer, and clutching Kagome to him before launching them to the top of Stark's tower. Already there to greet them was Natasha and Clint, along with Selvig. The scientist sitting off to the side, holding his injured head.
Kagome pulled herself away from Thor, much to both their reluctance, and began to take stock of his injuries before aiding the healing process along. She proceeded to do the same for Clint, Natasha and Thor. When Tony, Steve and the Hulk arrived, just to see her finishing up with Thor, Tony opened his mouth.
"What's going on here?"
"Just as my abilities can be forceful, they're also benign. I can help the healing process in others."
"Neat trick, bet it comes in handy often. Why don't you do it on yourself first then?" he asked as she moved to the Captain, hands glowing lightly as she held just an inch shy from touching him.
"Just as I can't hurt myself with my abilities, I can't really use them to help heal myself with them either. Besides, they already boost me, and too much of a good thing is bad in the long run and all that." she quirked a brow at his answer, as she stood before him, checking and then aiding in healing his own wounds.
"I disagree. One can never have too much of a good thing."
Shrugging, when she indicated that she was done, they all turned to moved towards a crawling Loki. When he reached a step, he seemed to finally sense their presence and turn to face them. Taking them all in, how they were all at ready should he make the wrong move, he grinned and spoke up.
"If it's all the same to you, I'll have that drink now."
The next few days flew by in a blur, and they were getting ready for Thor and Loki to depart back to Asgard. Thor was sure to keep Kagome at his side, not matter what, hating to leave after he just got her back in his life.
They all stood at their chosen spot where the two of them would depart, Thor, holding a contained Tesseract in one hand while he held her close to him with his free hand, having actually put his hammer down.
He kissed her there and then, not minding that they had an audience. He poured all of his emotions into that kiss, the passion he felt for her, the longing when she had disappeared from his life, the promise of his return. And she returned it all in equal, wanting, no, needing more. They parted, their panting breath mingling as their bodies refused to leave each others hold.
"I will return."
"I'm holding you to it."
And then they left; Thor, Loki, Tesseract and all. They stood there a few moments, enjoying the peace that surrounded them. Their well deserved peace. Then... it was broken, with Tony opening his mouth.
"I honestly don't see the appeal."
"Hmm, let's see. A God of thunder, or, a genius-playboy-billionaire-philanthropist?" she raised her hands as if they were scales, motioning until the one she was using to represent Thor won out. "I believe a god wins that one, hands down."
"So you're saying, that if I was a god..."
"I, didn't, say that." Kagome turned to Natasha cutting him off, brow raised and a playful smirk. "How did you do it? Handle and put up with him?"
"You, really have no other choice, when it comes to him."
"I'm right here you know. I can hear everything you say. And I'm not, handled. Making it sound like I'm some sort of child." he muttered the last bit under his breath.
Everyone shook their heads, finding the whole thing amusing before they all parted ways. Though, like Thor promised Kagome, they knew they would be seeing more of each other. They all just hoped to enjoy a little peace and quiet before then.
AN: Worked all day on this one. As soon as I saw the request... this just popped into my head. I hope it pleases you all!
