Blood's Broth

By: CagedRaven

Summary-

(A vampire story)What name he went by this time she didn't know, nor how he looked. The beating of her forgotten heart told her body her beloved was of age again. Now all she would have to do was find him…

Chapter Thirteen

"You say he was looking for me?"

"Yup, he looked pretty determined too." The hanyo replied into the phone, ignoring the puffs of hot air escaping from his mouth. Maybe if he was lucky the snow fall would close the school.

"Kagome?" her side of the line had gone quite but he could still hear her breathing. Something about the other vampire's presence bothered her, perhaps she knew of his death threat. He wanted to ask more but it wasn't his business, after all he wouldn't have known any of this if he had stayed in his bed.

"I'll be fine. Like me, he can't be out in the sunlight. Plus if he looks sixteen, like you say, then his body is weak…"

Inuyasha waited for her to continue, realizing shortly after that she had said all wanted to. "Does that have something to do with his hunger, too?"

"… Partly, because Choukichi's body is weak his hunger is at its worst. Also, because he hasn't a beloved, his wounds aren't healing."

"I didn't smell his own blood on him," he stated, looking up and down the street before crossing.

"His wound is mental." Kagome sighed, "Ever since childhood." She could hear him moving from his breathing, "Are you coming over tonight?"

"Ah," the hanyo stopped in the middle of the empty sidewalk. "I was going home. Why, you want me to?"

"Yea, I'll be waiting." Kagome smiled, ending the call.

--

Inuyasha was very cold by the time he reached Kagome's apartment but he knew it wouldn't last too long, judging by her voice. As soon as she opened the door she was on him. Her legs were around his hips and her busy hands were taking off his coat, working their way under his shirt. Her lips separated from his so they could catch their breath before jumping right back in.

Inuyasha pushed all his questions to the back for later and held her slender form close, her back hidden behind a thin dress he didn't care too much for at the moment. His mouth fought back against hers, her hands were busy pushing at his shirt as they stumbled to the bedroom, dropping a few items of clothing as they went.

Thinking to slow down pace, he laid her down onto the bed, softly kissing her cheeks and chin before making his way down her neck. The front of her white dress was halfway fastened with buttons; he undid them slowly and her gasps echoed in the room as his tongue danced down her warm flesh. When she arched her back, the hanyo worked his hands under her to loosen the top half of her body from the garment. She helped him with her arms and lifted a little to pull it all the way off and winding up in a heap on the floor.

The vampire murmured his name as his hands glided over her skin to her breast. Inuyasha's amber eyes watched her body jump under his, he wanted to taste every inch of her and watch her true self come alive once more.

Kagome clutched the sheets as his tongue moved lower in its journey over her body. He circled her bellybutton and chuckled when she flinched.

"Sensitive skin?"

"I'm ticklish around there…" She managed to breathe out as she felt his hand snaking down to the elastic band of her underwear. She saw his amber eyes watching her as he moved closer to her face where he kissed his mate passionately. She watched him too; the way his eyes held confidence mixed with other emotions, but she lost it when his hand touched another part of her body with sensitive skin.

The vampire moan away from his mouth, closing her legs around his fingers as best she could. She wished he would just remove her underwear and the rest of his clothes while he was at it. Her mind was pulled away from thinking at all as he pushed a finger inside of her.

Inuyasha grinned, her hands were so white from gripping the sheets and her eyes held small tear drops from the pure pleasure she was feeling. He bit her lower lip playfully, his right hand still working her below. His left hand held under her back as her hips rocked in time with his fingers and her voice sang to the heavens as she reachedher climax.

Kagome's chest rose and fell in rhythm, her brown eyes focused on his smiling amber orbs. The hanyo removed his fingers and grinned, happy he reached his goal. He planted a kiss on her swollen lips before sliding off the last of her garments and standing to take off his own.

She was barely aware of anything at the moment, having fallen from cloud nine her eyes felt heavy.

"Don't fall asleep on me, mate, not yet." He whispered.

"I'm not," she began as she felt him enter her, "Trying to." She wrapped her arms around his body, holding him as tightly as her heavy arms could during the time that her lover rocked her into the world she had just left, this time taking himself with her.

--

Inuyasha was still inside her and still on top of her with his head buried in her dark mane of hair. She could feel his steady breathing, but knew he wasn't sleeping.

His heart still hammered, she could feel it underneath his flesh, dancing away to a tone it only knew. It played a song to Kagome, one of life and a sign of love. The vampire sighed in contentment, shifting slightly under him. The simple gesture alone had the hanyo opening his eyes, fighting against the haze that tried to control his mind, willing it to sleep.

Their eyes met again, both showing signs of fatigue, but they both still kissed deeply. The smacking sound when they separated was a bonus and slowly started to excite the hanyo again. 'Kagome always looks different when we have sex,' Inuyasha thought to himself, just gazing down at her beauty. 'She always losses her control but keeps her mysterious side.'

"Kagome," he looked down at his mate mark. It was still there for now and her body carried his scent well, just as his did her own.

"Yes?" Her voice was thick and rough, making him want her again just at its sound. She looked his way again after closing them briefly.

As quickly as the questions of early come rushing to his mind the hanyo pushed them back. It would ruin their peaceful moment of just being together, the time he could pass watching her heavy eyes fight sleep and the feel of her nails running down his back while she stretched under him like a cat seeking warmth from a source.

"I'll ask you later," he began to move inside her again, watching as she came back to life again under his ministrations. "When we wake up again."

Just as the words came out of his mouth, Kagome flipped him over and continued what he was doing, "I had told you once before, I wanted to be on top." She bent down and kissed him, talking right over his lips. "So I could show you how good you make me feel…"

Today would go slow, just as the day before and the day before that. It was strange that sometimes the clock moved too fast and other times it moved too slowly. But that's how life was for every living thing, time was something no one could keep up with, it was that simple, whether it moved too quickly for you or you too fast for it.

Today time was leaving Inuyasha in the dust. He had fallen asleep in all his classes because of the night before. The hanyo was finally starting to understand the old saying of 'curiosity killed the cat.' If he hadn't gone out and found that new vampire, he wouldn't have called Kagome and if he hadn't called Kagome… well, maybe it all turned out for the best…

He hid his yawn behind the back of his hand before resting his chin on it, trying to keep himself awake. The night, or morning, had been worth it, he would never do it differently, no matter how many classes he fell asleep in.

Inuyasha's eyes snapped open at the sudden contact with his desk, whispering under his breath in pain while he held the red spot on his forehead. That was the fifth time that day he's done this. He wouldn't be surprised if it turned into a burse.

"Takahashi, were you just sleeping in my classroom again?"

The stupid history teacher, Katsuda-sensei, was like a hawk today. Or maybe Inuyasha was just too tired to notice he was making it painfully obvious.

"Not trying to, but your class is just so boring," the hanyo yawned.

'These kids and they're smart talk, always throwing things in my face…' Katsuda glared at Inuyasha from the front of the class. He cleared his throat and continued to read information from the text book he was holding.

"So what's gotten into you?" Miroku whispered to his friend, "Or have you gotten into something?"

The hanyo gave a sleepy smirk, "I stayed with Kagome last night and did everything but sleep."

"No way, you can just stop by her house anytime you want?" Miroku was envious, Sango's father was a scary man.

"Yea, she lives alone."

"Who's that talking?" Katsuda eyed the half awake hanyo and Miroku. He cleared his throat and began again. "The stone was said to be powerful and was even said to be able to grant a wish to whoever had it, does anyone know its name?"

"It was a jewel, not a stone."

The whole class turned to Inuyasha, "Oh and how did you get that information, Takahashi?" Katsuda inquired.

"My… grandfather told me about it, the jewel of four souls." Inuyasha didn't even know his late grandfathers, but it was better then telling the class it was in his past like he was almost about to.

"That would make sense, I suppose, the name I mean. Had your grandfather ever come in contact with the jewel?"

"…No. It was a fairy tale, after all."

Miroku didn't like the way his best friend was acting; it wasn't like him at all. The grin that crawled on his face after the teacher dropped the conversation, even the simple signs of his body langue had changed as well. That wasn't his friend, for that spilt second it was someone he had never seen before.

--

"Inuyasha, are you sure you're alright?" Jakotsu whined, hugging the hanyo's arm tightly.

"Yes, I'm just sleepy," he pulled his arm free and sat at his desk. Today they decided to stay in a classroom for lunch. The others talked and ate while Inuyasha took a nap, stating he wasn't hungry, which was something else that was new.

Miroku peeked down at the hanyo seeing him truly asleep, "Have you guys noticed Inuyasha's been acting a little strange lately?"

"…A little. He hasn't really been hanging out with us as much." Jakotsu said, sipping his juice.

Bankotsu nodded, thinking back to the gym class they had shared. "Yup, he's acting differently. But if you've noticed, so has Kikyo. I mean, it all started when they broke up…"

"Kikyo hasn't been in for the last few days either." Miroku commented, thinking out loud.

"She's just in another class."

Jakotsu looked back and forth between the two of them, the air was getting too tense and heavy for him. "Maybe he's acting this way because he knows he's falling for me and is playing hard to get!"

Miroku and Bankotsu didn't know what to say to that, they throw their heads back and cried in laughter.

--

School was over, finally. The hanyo walked passed random humans and demons he saw almost everyday, but never talked to.

The hanyo was on his way to his beloved. Last night was fun, as well as the other weeks were in their deepening relationship, but the hanyo thought it was about time they made some time for each other in the outside world. The hard part was she couldn't go outside when the sun was still up, and that was the best time for him to show her off to the world under his arm.

"Oh well," he sighed, walking through the snow in the park. "I should just be thankful that Ryo has been in the back of my mind lately."

His past self had problems, mostly revolving around Kagome and that jewel. It was about time from Inuyasha to ask Kagome about the man he had once been, and why his mind started to lose its stability.

--

"You got that from who?"

"Tsukuyomaru," Kagome fanned out the black cloak and pulled it over her shoulders. "He's a good, old friend of mine, a bat demon."

The hanyo pouted, "I still don't like the idea of any male giving my mate a random gift." He had to admit though; it looked cute on her, like a dark little red riding hood.

The vampire smiled, turning around in it. "None the less, how do I look?" she asked, not being able to see her self in the mirror.

"Looks fine," he answered, "But does it work?"

"I highly doubt Tsukuyomaru would give me something that wouldn't work." Kagome told Inuyasha, trying to hide her nervousness of truly testing it out. "So it only looked 'fine' on me?"

"It looked good," he watched her move over to him, a familiar grin touching her lips.

"Just 'good'?" Kagome lightly pressed her lips to his, pulling away slowly.

"I'm not going to use better words on something I didn't get for you myself." Inuyasha avoided her next kiss, "We don't have time for that, I want to take you out tonight."

"What about school?"

The hanyo smiled, handing Kagome her shoes. "If you won't tell, I won't."

Not meaning to, he rammed her back into a wall. The heated kiss they shared separated only for him to pull off her second layer of shirts; he was surprised to see another shirt.

"Why do you have so many clothes on today? It's like your teasing me."

Her already red face turned a little deeper in shade, "It was cold out today and I didn't want to be cold."

His amber eyes looked down into her brown, "Are you cold now?"

"Just a little bit," she smiled, bringing his lips back down to hers. "But I'm sure you can change that, right Sesshoumaru?"

The dog demon nibbled on her bottom lip, "Yea, I can fix that."

Cielia grew excited as he raised her arms over her head, his tongue toying with hers but never giving her the dominant role. It had been a while since they had shared each other's company, with her profession and his own job, they barely had time to spend together. Her feelings for him were venturing further into a territory she once thought she would never feel because it did not exist. Her body told her it was lust; all she wanted was skin to skin contact. Her heart, no matter how cliché, was telling her it was something more.

Sesshoumaru freed her of her last shirt layer, holding her arms again. One of his skilled hands ran down her warm chocolate skin. The cow demon moaned his name when he slipped a hand under her bra, enjoying her sensitive skin.

She arched into his touches, loving the feel of his hands on her small chest. Sesshoumaru took hold of her lips again, pushing his tongue into her moist cavern. It had been far too long for him; he wanted everything at once, but also wanted it in pieces. He wanted to devour her, but also savor her taste. His mind wasn't thinking and his hands had a life of their own, either way it seemed they both were enjoying it.

Sesshoumaru let her arms fall with gravity, pulling her smaller body closer to his lager one and away from the wall. Her arms reached for him, searching a map of skin her fingers knew all too well. The dog demon removed her bra fully, lowering his mouth onto her flesh. It burned, the fire coursing through her burned all the way from her head to her toes making her dizzy with arousal.

Never letting go of her form, he moved over a couple of spaces and tipped Cielia back onto the bed that was now behind her. Her back was pressed deep into the blankets and sheets, almost like a cloud. Her lover, the strong wind blowing her in the direction of insanity.

In the semi-dark room, Sesshoumaru could see her heavy lidded eyes, her red cheeks and the sweat sliding down her body. He smirked, "I guess that little bit of action warmed you up."

Cielia would have responded but his hands were snaking their way to her pants buckle and she could already hear his complaint.

Complain he did when he removed her jeans, revealing stocking. "Are you kidding me?"

"I had to keep my legs warm t-" he cut her off, kissing her hungrily to get his point across. Thigh-highs would have been better, more classy and easier to get in her underwear with. Yet here he was, still with the demon that found ways to get away with things that others couldn't have.

Not caring about the stocking's wellbeing, he roughly pulled them down her legs, causing rips and tares with his claws. Cielia was too lost to the world to reregister the sound as something bad, but decided to pay him back as she pulled his shirt off, doing the same. Sesshoumaru didn't care about the shirt now lying beside her hand and instead focused his attention on her bare legs. He brought it to his mouth and licked the inside of her thigh, loving her moans and the way she watched him in the dark, trying to anticipate his next move. Cielia pulled her arms closer to her naked chest and face, trying to hold back more of her embarrassing calls of approval. Sesshoumaru saw this and so he moved closer to her center, having removed her underwear with the stockings, and prepared for his name to be sung by the demon underneath him. But that wasn't all he'd do; after all, she was his drug and he wanted to get high…

Choukichi watched people and demons walking through the city. Since his arrival he had seen the same faces, passing the building Naraku made his home, going to their own destinations.

One face always caught his eye, her smooth skin and large brown eyes. The way her lips pouted when the cars ignored her in the street or when others walking with her would bump into her. The woman's long black hair was normally out, but today she had it up in a ponytail. Choukichi grinned; he liked it better this way, now he could see her slender neck.

He could already hear this woman's heart beating; her hair style had nothing to do with it. How many times it fluttered a minute, the silent flow of her blood moving under her skin; the way that a being's life revolved around the internal clock called a heart was simply amazing.

But what the most amazing part was that he knew the scent she carried on her body. It wasn't too strong, so he knew he wasn't a lover, and it was mixed with a few others so he knew the scent's owner was just a family member.

Naraku watched, amused, at the other male in his company. He was hungry for blood and was feeding off whoever he could find. Naraku guessed that if this boy was indeed as old as Kagome, then he new where the stories of vampires had come from.

Choukichi's lavender-gray eyes stayed that glowing red color and his fangs, always waiting to sink into his next victim. His skin was as pale as Kagome's and the glare Naraku was receiving was even more piercing.

"What do you what?"

"Nothing at the moment," the half demon said smoothly as he walked over to him. Choukichi stood in the window and watched the sun disappear behind the horizon. The small rays of sunshine burned him, but he was used to it. He was used to alarger pain always coursing through him that the small burns felt like nothing. Also, because it was the setting sun, it didn't harm his skin as badly as the afternoon's.

"Then tell me why you told that demoness to bring me here?"

Naraku smirked, patting him on the head while ignoring his growls, before walking down the gray painted hallway. Choukichi muttered under his breath and shook his head. 'Those young demons would never learn to be kind to their older and more powerful elders; the half breeds need the most work.'

"Choukichi,"

He looked to the right and saw the little emotionless girl dressed in white. He had tired her blood too, so bland and cold the thought to try again never crossed his mind.

"Hm?"

Kanna stared at him, her eyes blank, "Never mind, it is too late."

"What's too late?" Kanna shook her head, refusing to tell him what lied in store for him. Mentally she started to count down his minutes, seconds until he would fall into darkness, and the vampire standing before her would finally find a way to cure his hunger.

TBC…

Sorry about all the splitting scenes, my mind was all over the place - and I tried to make it deal more with the couples, seeing as I have been leaving that at the back of my mind for the last few weeks.

Hope you all liked this chapter and please remember to review and tell me your thoughts. You can even tell me what you would like to see more of in the story, as it would help me later down the road in pleasing you, the readers, and keep you interested in my story.

-CagedRaven-