A/N: So it looks like this won't be stopping at ten. (: Lucky you.
Um, please be aware the ending of this is not suitable for children. Thank you!
oOo
Kagura had not seen Kohaku for the rest of the evening. She remained seated against the cave, knees drawn to her chest, arms wrapped around her legs. The fire had died out, and the incarnation's hues were captivated by the embers in the pit. Why had she done a stupid thing like that? She should never have gone to Sesshoumaru without consulting Kohaku about it first.
A sense of dread filled the youkai's heart and she knew this would be the last night she would spend with Kohaku. The following evening, she would take Kohaku to Sesshoumaru and destroy all of the Saimyoushou and the horde of demons to attract that vile hanyou's attention. Hopefully, Kanna would come and direct the incarnation to Naraku. And that would be the end. She would fight her hardest, but it didn't matter. He had her heart. With a simple squeeze, he could drain the life from her..
She had to do it though. She had to make a stand against Naraku. Kagura wanted to free Kohaku. He deserved better. He didn't deserve to be a slave to that damned hanyou. Kagura's life no longer mattered. She was bred from his deceit, she was part of him and the missing muscle in her chest was everyday proof of their unseverable bond.
Kagura sighed. Her stomach clenched and she moved a hand to rub it. She had been feeling under the weather the last few nights in the cave, but she assured herself it was just stress; Kohaku's well-being, now Sesshoumaru agreeing to taking him in and the conflict between the lovers. The moon shone its silvery rays through the clouds. This would be her last night, and she would spend it alone. Memories of her and her lover together swarmed her mind and her eyes watered up. She wanted him to hold her, wanted to be loved by him. Her longing for him hit her dead on. Her bottom lip quivered.. The sensation was so overwhelming and so strange. It made her feel a little sick. Her chest heaved. She almost couldn't breathe. Was she going to cry? She would not cry. She had never shed a tear before.
Suddenly, a single droplet slid down her cheek and out of the darkness, Kohaku stumbled to her, falling to his knees in front of her. She stared at him, baffled. His eyes were blood-shot, hair disheveled. Kagura hastily wiped away the tear, hoping he hadn't saw it. Why didn't she want him to know she had shed a tear for him?
"K-Kohaku.." Kagura began, but the Taijiya interrupted her by entangling his fingers in her hair and pulling her face to his, lips crashing against hers. The incarnation immediately melted into the kiss and wrapped her arms around his neck, returning it with an equal amount of passion and desperation. Kohaku's tongue slid across her bottom lip and she obediently allowed him enterance into her orifice. Their tongues intertwined, and the tears poured down Kagura's cheeks.
The Taijiya pulled away from her to wipe the tears away, "I am sorry, Kagura.. I am so sorry.." He muttered, planting kisses all over her flushed face, "I am sorry, my love.." Kagura couldn't stop the tears. She didn't know how. The incarnation buried her face into her lover's neck, body shaking. Kohaku wrapped his arms around her frame, pulling her closer to him. Outside of the cave, the Saimyoushou buzzed in the air, intently watching the scene unfold before them.
Kohaku didn't care. He didn't care if that bastard saw. Nothing else mattered to him except Kagura, "Kohaku.." Kagura sobbed into his neck, "I'm sorry I went to Sesshoumaru, I'm sorry for not telling you.." Kohaku tightened his grip on her.
"I do not care. It does not matter.. you are my life, Kagura. You are my love." He pulled her away from him so he could gaze down at her, a loving smile gracing his face. Kohaku stood, pulling his beautiful wind goddess along with him. They ventured deeper into the gaze, away from prying eyes. Kagura roughly pressed her lips into Kohaku's once they had stopped.
Kohaku's hands began fumbling in the dark with the obi of his lover. Kagura couldn't help against Kohaku's lips. With her advanced demon eyes, she saw the boy's brows furrow in annoyance. He had never had this much trouble getting it off of her before. Under different circumstances, the incarnation would've loved to have relished in this. She would've loved teasing him about it. But the desire to be close to him overtook everything else and she decided to step in and help him out.
As she hastily removed her kimono, Kohaku wasted no time in undressing himself. Halfway through peeling off his black and green battle suit, Kagura had succeded in opening her kimono and shrugged it off her shoulders. Kohaku pushed her into a nearby wall of the cave and planted hungry kisses against her neck. She squirmed against him as he pinned her arms down. Though she was a demon to his human, when roused up, Kohaku was very strong and usually overpowered the youkai.
He released his hold on her arms, tugging the kimono off of her body. The corners of Kagura's lips curled as she watched Kohaku remove his own battle suit through the darkness. Her stomach tingled with anticipation as he lifted her, legs parting and resting on either side of his hips. Kagura released a long, heavy sigh as he slid inside of her. With his arms locked behind her back, Kohaku slowly dropped to a knee and eased Kagura onto the hard earth.
The ground was cold against her back, sending shivers up her spine. Kohaku began thrusting his hips, rough hands gripping hers. Kagura moved against him, and the two filled the caves with the sounds of their moans.
The couple continued into the night, completely oblivious to their surroundings. Finally, Kohaku collapsed onto Kagura, sweat glistening against his body, even in the darkness of the cave. Kagura tried to catch her breath, hand pushing her thick hair from her face. Kohaku nestled his head in the crook of her neck and breathed against it. The incarnation let out a tired chuckle.
The Taijiya supported himself on his elbows, staring down at his lover through heavy lids. He smiled at her, "I love you, Kagura."
The incarnation stared up at him in a daze. He loved her. He really did. And he didn't hesitate, he didn't look unsure of himself. He looked her straight in the eye and told her how he felt. Kagura smiled happily at him. Though death loomed close for the wind sorceress, she had never felt happier, "I love you too, Kohaku.."
