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Shippo was inconsolable. Sango had been trying to comfort the sobbing child for hours now, but there was only so much she could say without straight-up lying to him. No one had seen what happened. Sango and Miroku had heard the commotion and rushed to see what was wrong. They'd found Inuyasha alone in the dining hall, standing by the upended table and looking sickened with himself. Sango hadn't asked any questions, turning on her heel and going straight to Kagome's room to check on her. Her stomach had dropped at the realization that Kagome was gone. In all her years of knowing him, Sango had never seen Inuyasha look so frightened. He hadn't even stopped to put on shoes.

By this time, everyone in the castle knew something was wrong. Sango had shut down all questions, ordering the wolf demons to go look for them and having the kitchen staff get a warm meal prepared. Miroku, bless him, had kept Shippo distracted until Sango finished giving the orders, but they couldn't deter the kit for long.

At the words "Inuyasha went to look for Kagome," Shippo had dissolved into tears.

So, there they were, Miroku stood vigil at the door, keeping a keen eye out for their missing master while Sango let Shippo sob into her kimono.

"They're back!" She heard Miroku shout. Shippo wriggled free of her grip and dashed to the door.

"Father!" He cried, running outside and clambering up Inuyasha's pants and burying his face in his chest. Sango sagged against Miroku's side, grateful for his support. Inuyasha was back, mostly unharmed, though his white shirt sleeve was an alarming shade of red. On his back, draped in his suikan, was Kagome. She slid to the ground so Inuyasha could properly greet Shippo.

"Everything's ok runt," he soothed, wrapping an arm around the trembling child, "I'm not hurt."

"I'm sorry Shippo," Kagome added earnestly, "I promise I'm not going anywhere." The kit only hiccuped in response.

Inuyasha pried off Shippo's death grip and held him at eye level.

"Kagome is really cold and really hungry; can you go see if the kitchen has anything?" Shippo nodded eagerly and darted away.

With his arms free again, Inuyasha swept Kagome off her feet and carried her inside, nodding to Sango and Miroku as he passed. Kagome's smile was sheepish. The clear relief on Sango's face made her feel guilty and even a little silly for her panicked reaction. But only a little. Inuyasha had apologized again during the journey home, reassuring her again that he'd been the one out of line. She rested her head against his chest, sighing at the soothing sound of his steady heartbeat. He turned down the hallway and slid open the door to her bedroom. Stepping inside, he used his foot to close the door behind him. He gently put Kagome down.

She had a split second to catch her balance before Inuyasha cupped her face and pressed a searing kiss against her lips that left her breathless. When they broke apart, he pulled her into a rib-crushing hug. Kagome's heart began to race, and she felt a tugging in her stomach. Wrapping her arms around him in return, she took a deep breath, inhaling his comforting scent.

"You owe me." Inuyasha mumbled against her shoulder. He pulled back, so she could see the mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Do I?" Kagome asked, trying to ignore the tingle that his roguish grin had sent through her body.

"Yes. You cost me a night's sleep, a shirt and a broken arm."

"I'm so sorry," Kagome cooed, "How can I make it up to you?" Her hand drifted down to Inuyasha's groin and she stroked him through his pants. With a naughty grin of her own, Kagome latched onto Inuyasha's neck and suckled it as she continued to tease him. He purred and leaned against the door for support. She stopped for a moment, but only to tug his shirt free and slide it down his shoulders. Taking advantage of her distraction, he growled playfully and pushed her down to the ground. The bed was too far away, he decided, capturing Kagome's lips with another kiss. The musky scent of her arousal filled his sensitive nose, and his erection strained against his pants. He ground his hips against her. Kagome moaned, eagerly exploring his mouth with her tongue.

Without breaking the kiss, Inuyasha unfastened her robes and spread them open, running his greedy hands over her smooth skin. His claws brushed her belly, making her giggle and squirm beneath him. Her hands found their way to the sash of his hakama and she made quick work of untying it and freeing his hardened length. She couldn't be bothered to push the pants down all the way, wrapping a hand around his length and guiding it to her entrance. He groaned and latched onto her earlobe, nibbling and sucking.

He pushed into her and Kagome whimpered, digging her nails into his arms. Aroused as she was, he was a lot to take.

"Inuyasha…Inuyasha…" she begged, rocking her hips towards him. He growled and withdrew, just so he could experience the bliss of entering her again and again. Every thrust had Kagome seeing stars. When she seemed short of breath, he stopped to give her a break.

But Kagome didn't need a break.

"Lie down." She ordered, holding back a squeal of delight when he obeyed. Straddling him, she ran her fingers through her hair, trailing down to her breasts where she pinched and teased her nipples before continuing down. Inuyasha's glowing eyes followed every move she made, dipping down to her womanhood. Kagome placed a hand on his chest, a silent order for him not to move.

Never taking her eyes from his, Kagome slowly lowered herself down onto his erection. His purple demon crests were back, vivid purple against his sweaty skin. He was panting, fangs bared. He was powerful, even dangerous at times. And he was completely at her mercy. She liked that very, very much.

"Not yet," She murmured, running her fingers down his muscular arms.

"Kagome," he rumbled, but there was a note of pleading in his voice. With an impish grin, Kagome took a fuzzy ear in each hand and rubbed.

Inuyasha snarled and thrust as deeply into her as he could go. Kagome leaned forward to kiss him, moaning her appreciation into his mouth. The white- hot pleasure of their climax began to build and Kagome pinned Inuyasha's arms above his head.

Kagome threw her head back and cried out when her orgasm wracked her body. She sensed Inuyasha was close and tightened her grip. With a howl, Inuyasha released everything he had into her body. Kagome rolled off him and for a moment they lay together side by side, trying to catch their breath.

"Are you ok?" Inuyasha asked, pushing an errant strand of hair away from Kagome's face.

She nodded and pressed a kiss against his shoulder. Her stomach rumbled, and she blushed. Inuyasha blushed and sat up.

"Go lie down, I'll get us something to eat." He dressed, only bothering with his pants, kissed her once more and left.

To his dismay, almost every resident of the castle had assembled in the kitchen, all wearing expressions ranging from innocent curiosity (Shippo) to openly lecherous (Miroku).

"Hello Master," Miroku said, waggling his eyebrows suggestively, "Is it safe to assume that you and Kagome have made up?"

"Yes." Inuyasha replied delicately. The kitchen erupted into applause and bawdy cheers that had Inuyasha blushing scarlet and frantically trying to silence them.

"Shut up! Shut up!" he hissed, "Sound travels in this place!"

"We know." Sango quipped, causing another round of giggles. Shippo had no idea what was so funny, but he didn't want to feel left out, so he laughed along with everyone else.

He muttered all the way back to his room, calling his vassals every curse word he knew. But he didn't have the heart to ruin their fun.

"Kagome, I hope you like stew!" He called, sliding the door open.

What he saw stopped him cold. The tray of stew clattered to the ground. It must have made a sound, but Inuyasha barely heard it.

Koga, holding the untransformed Tessaiga against Kagome's throat.

TBC