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Training
Kagome awoke with a pleased purr, a strange sense of foreboding in her mind being drowned out by her body, filled with a strange, delicious heat that she couldn't comprehend.
As she rolled onto her back, she became aware of a dull ache between her legs, and breathing next to her head. But what got her up with a jolt was the fact that she was naked and covered in sweat, and the arm wasn't Shippo's.
Looking over, she found Ichigo sleeping peacefully, and last night came back to her with a jolt. She'd had sex. With Ichigo. On a complete impulse.
"Fuck," she groaned, staring down at him as ice spread through her veins.
It wasn't out of regret that she was worried, surprisingly. But she'd been impulsive, and that meant she might have taken stupid risks.
Had they used protection? She wasn't sure, as her mind had been in a complete haze that blocked rational thought, but she didn't have any recollection of anything but the feeling of skin on skin. And she wasn't on the pill.
"Fuck," she reiterated to herself.
Taking stock of herself, she found that a lot of the liquid on her body wasn't sweat. Which was slightly horrifying, making her wonder how much she'd done on impulse last night that she wasn't recollecting. But on the other hand, as nasty as it was that Ichigo's seed was on her, it meant that most if not all wasn't in her, which was a huge relief.
As Ichigo slowly came to, she vowed then and there that she was getting on the pill as soon as she went out that day.
That done, she again took stock of her body, and looked at it from a different light. She'd had sex. With Ichigo. And even through a haze, she recalled it feeling amazing enough that she was eager to do it again.
"That for me?" Ichigo mumbled, pointing at her stupid grin and beet red face.
She simply nodded, lying back down and putting her arm around his waist.
His arm lazily trailed up and down her side, sending pleasant shivers up her spine. Smiling, she leaned forward and they began kissing in earnest.
Pulling up for air, Kagome smirked at him, lightly tapping his forehead.
"Easy. Wouldn't want to tire you out for the day, which could easily happen if you keep going," she murmured.
"Heh. I wouldn't mind that. But you've got a point," he sighed, sitting up against the headboard.
She went with him, leaning her head on his shoulder and smiling like a fool.
"Last night was great," she mused.
"Great doesn't cover it," he responded, grinning.
Suddenly, his eyes grew thoughtful, and then terrified and wide.
"Oh, shit! We didn't-"
"Already got it covered," she soothed, rubbing his steely chest. "But you should definitely invest in some protection. A lot of it, preferably, cuz I'm definitely planning on doing that again," she added.
She felt his chest rumble with a laugh, grinning fiercely.
"Yeah? Can I take it I was satisfactory, Ms. Higurashi?"
"Satisfactory doesn't cover it," she retorted, smirking.
And then, they were kissing again, bodies rapidly heating up. But it came to an abrupt end entirely too soon. Right around the time they heard a lock turn, and the front door of Uryuu's house open.
Both of their eyes widened in horror, staring at each other.
"I don't particularly feel like getting an arrow shot into my ass for deflowering Uryuu's cousin today," Ichigo stated, scrambling for his clothes.
"Yeah, I don't particularly want to see that, either. Think he's noticed your reiatsu yet?"
In an instant, his energy levels vanished, as though he wasn't even there as he got dressed.
Just as he finished, the knob to her door started twisting, Ichigo dropped under the large bed, hiding from view before Uryuu stepped inside while Kagome covered her nakedness in blankets.
His face instantly scrunched up, seeming to smell something terrible. Which brought to Kagome's attention that her room did, in fact, stink of their mingled scents, which would've given her a pleased thrill had her cousin not noticed, too.
"It reeks in here," he stated.
"Do you want something?" she asked, pretending to be annoyed like he'd just woken her up.
With her fevered-appearing skin and rumpled hair, it wasn't hard to pull off, but he wasn't buying it.
"Yeah. I got in the door and felt Kurosaki's energy all over the place."
"We were on a date, and ended up here. So?"
"Yeah? Okay, so why the hell was there blood on my carpet?" he growled.
Kagome's face instantly started to burn, abject humiliation coloring her. Of course she hadn't thought to make sure that her first time had been… messy… considering her state of mind. Thinking quickly, she decided to piss him off to take his mind off the subject.
"It's wine… We were having drinks, and I got a little drunk… Ummm… I sorta spilled some," she said sheepishly.
"Uh-huh… So why's it stink like sex in here?"
That, she was having a hard time come up with a plausible but non-embarrassing explanation. Not seeing one, she just decided on the plausible, and forwent her dignity.
"I'm a grown woman… When I'm drunk I get a little-"
"Stop," he said, his face now as red as hers. "I get it. Sorry I asked. Never mention this again," he groaned. "But if Kurosaki took advantage of you, I'm gonna' kick his ass."
"I reiterate that I'm a grown woman, and can make my own choices, Uryuu," she stated before she could stop herself, a childish need to win the growing argument rearing its ugly head.
"Oh, for the love of- Fine, whatever. But please, for all that's holy, don't taint my house fucking him here," he groaned, walking away before he could see the brilliant, nearly glowing shade of red her face had become.
Muffled laughing sounded at her side, and Ichigo stood up, heading for the window.
"I think we just got permission," he stated. "So, I'll go now and let you get back to being a little-"
"Shut up!" she cried, nearly on the verge of tears from embarrassment.
Laughing, he gave her a head-spinning kiss before exiting.
"See you tomorrow for training, as per the deal. Love ya."
And with that, he was gone, his last two words ringing in her head.
Several minutes after he was gone, the sense of foreboding she'd had when waking up returned, and it was nasty enough to completely flush out all of her warm and fuzzy feelings in an instant.
Analyzing the feeling, she knew something seriously bad was on the way.
Latching onto the comforting thoughts of Ichigo and last night, she took a shower and got dressed before heading into the kitchen. As soon as she sat down, Uryuu tensed, seeming to sense something in her expression.
"Uryuu, I need you to teach me how to use those silver tubes."
"What? Why? Don't think that I'll let you screwing Ichigo just because you're asking me to help-"
"Something bad's on the rise. Very, very bad. I don't know what, but my intuition's warning me that I need to be ready."
Studying her for several moments, he gave a slow nod.
"Alright. Eat, and then meet me at the construction site."
With that, he left, and fifteen minutes later found her joining him.
He lifted up a silver tube for her to see, the cast nearly glowing in the sunglight.
"This is a Ginto. It stores spiritual energy in liquid form and are a way for the Quincy to match the Shinigami's Kido techniques. There are five ways I know of to use them, and more if you get creative. There's Seele Schneider, of course. Heizen, Gritz, Wolke, and Sprenger. Each one has its different uses, but the fastest to learn and easiest to get you out of danger will be Wolke, which creates a large, volatile blast of energy."
"Volatile? It could blow me up?" she asked, eyes wide.
"If you're an idiot. It takes a lot less control to just throw a grenade than shoot a laser. Wolke can be either. Remember that."
With that, he tossed the silver tube to her, Kagome quickly catching it.
Pulling another one out, he demonstrated several commands before pointing at her.
"Your turn. Focus, and don't kill yourself."
"Easy for you to say," she muttered, staring warily down at the tube as though it might explode at her. Which, given what she was about to do, it very well could.
"Tilt the goblet to the west-Emerald Grail!"
The tube filled with a brilliant mist of blue energy, and then exploded. Kagome flew backwards, her arm bleeding heavily and her aches from sex paling in comparison to the pain ripping through her synapses.
With a curse, Uryuu ran up to her and pulled out another tube. Turning it over, he spilled the bright liquid onto her injury. With an equally bright flare of light, the injury vanished, though the pain remained.
"Okay. You used it. But you didn't control the flow, so it just blew to hell. Try again, but think of it as though you were building your arrows," he said, handing her another vial.
Glaring hatefully down at the tube, she pushed herself to her feet, once again focusing on the silver.
"Tilt the goblet to the west-Emerald Grail!"
This time the explosion came straight in front of her, a large crater forming in the cement. But the shockwave still rippled along her arm, causing more pain. Clearly, these weren't to be used lightly.
"Alright. You got it, and in only two tries. If you're desperate, that control's not going to be there, but another use for these is to use the collected spirit energy to heal yourself. We should stop now, and you should take one or two of these things wherever you go, in case whatever you're predicting happens soon," he added, handing her two more Ginto.
Nodding, she stashed them into her socks, fitting them so they were accessible but well hidden, just in case. She had the feeling she'd be needing them soon with every second that passed the rest of that day, thoughts of her boyfriend and lover only slightly calming the fear…
A/N:
Ginto- silver tube
Heizen- Heating in German/Sacred Bite in Japanese
Gritz- Five Rack Ties
Wolke- Cloud in German/Green Cup in Japanese
Sprenger- Explosion in German/Ripping Glass Formation in Japanese
Also, oh, just wow. I just added all the chapters up to this point into an omnibus, just out of curiosity. Not counting the disclaimers and author's notes, so far, I've written 60,554 words for this story, and I have at least another 15 chapters planned for the future, the ideas for the story continuing to grow. The accepted length of a basic novel is 40,000. Makes me think that it would be awesome if I could write these online chapter-by-chapter stories with my own novel ideas. I think I could do fantastically! I was actually entertaining changing this story into a novel, changing all the base concepts to none-copywritten ones. What do you, the readers, think? If this were a novel, not a fanfiction based on a mythos you already knew, would you read it, or does the story only work because it already has established settings and characters?
