Chapter 2
2 days ago
He had been sitting in the same spot Kagome had left him for hours, unmoving and almost completely still with his legs crossed, arms stuffed into the sleeves of his haori. By the time he finally felt like getting up it was well past dark. He sensed something in the woods, something familiar.
So, he decided to follow it, purely out of boredom. The dank wolf stink hit his nostrils like a brick wall, but it was the other scent that was mingled with the wolf's that really sent him reeling. Cherry blossom.
Before he could even consciously acknowledge it, he was bounding silently between the trees, following the trail of scents. He came upon a wide clearing, taking care to hide among the tree line before looking out properly across the meadow.
What he saw had his blood absolutely boiling. It was Koga, the stinking wolf demon, holding Kagome way to close for comfort. From his position, he could just barely see her eyes over the stupid demon's shoulders and could tell that her hands were keeping them apart. His sharp from ears could easily pick up what they were saying, his heart jumping out of his chest when Kagome's voice, all breathy and warm said, "Y-yes, Koga, kiss me." Before Koga smashed his lips against hers.
He felt his own eyes go wide in disbelief at the scene that was unfolding before him. His world erupted in fire, his chest tight and stinging as the sinking feeling in his stomach intensified.
InuYasha wanted to break the demon's neck, wanted to pummel him into jelly for touching her.
But she had asked him to...a part of him felt betrayed by her but he knew that wasn't fair of him. He wasn't a saint either. But it still hurt, watching her kiss someone who was definitely not him. But he just couldn't seem to tear his eyes away from the scene.
The two of them were held flush together by the wolf's arms, trapping the girl against his body. InuYasha's fists clenched at his sides, eyes darkening with rage, his body flooded with pure unbridled jealousy. How could she? A voice in his head seemed to yell. More than anything in that moment he wanted nothing more than to tear that wolf's grimy head from his shoulders and chuck it into the nearest canyon, maybe then he'd learn to stay away from what wasn't his.
He could feel his body tense, a low growl rumbling in his chest as his body prepared to launch itself into battle, but in that very moment Kagome's eyes opened and met his own, somehow, over the aforementioned demon's shoulder, and her gaze rooted him to the spot. Those eyes, the same eyes he'd fallen in love with fifty years ago and loved still, held such power over him.
Glittering black in the night, he watched as they grew wide with shock, and he knew that she knew just who was watching her. As she jerked away from the filthy demon he turned quickly on his heel and fled back into the safety of the trees, hopping from branch to branch in the canopy until he was far away.
He spent the remainder of the night high up in a tree, legs folded, and arms crossed. He wanted to feel nothing about what he'd seen, and rightly he shouldn't feel anything at all.
But he did.
Every time he thought about her now his heart twisted sickly in his chest, and all he could see was her, being... kissed by him, of all people. He was unable to stop the fierce growl that passed his lips, hardly even aware that his claws had grown, lengthening along with his anger. He wanted to break something. Or someone.
But instead, he just looked up at the huge, bright moon, wondering why he bothered to feel anything at all.
Nothing mattered more than gathering the rest of the shards, he reassured himself silently, that's all he was worried about. Nothing would come between him and his ultimate goal. Especially not some girl.
With a huff he settled down into the crook of the tree again, he could feel the rough bark through the back of his haori and relaxed his body back into it.
Just as he was on the verge of sleep the wind shifted, bringing with it the smell of cherry blossoms. Faintly, a sleepy smile worked its way only his lips because he knew his Kagome was safe.
With that small comfort, he then succumbed to the warm embrace of his dreams.
The morning came too quick for the half demon's liking, the sun waking him early. Kagome was going back to her own time today. For how long, he didn't know. It took all his strength to stay put in that tree until he knew for sure that she'd gone. He couldn't see her right now. Not until he had his emotions fully under control.
As much as he didn't want to admit it, he was hurt. Not only that, he was angry. Not just with her, but that damned demon too. He couldn't deny that he was very possessive with Kagome, and that feeling was only intensified after last night.
He wasn't sure what he'd do if he saw either of them right now. Nothing good, that's for sure. At the very least he'd end up kicking Koga's teeth in. Now that thought brought a wickedly mischievous grin to his face, and he almost laughed. What a sight that would be.
He waited a few hours until the position of the sun told him that it was well past noon. Then, he hopped gracefully down from the tree and began to make his way back to Kaede's hut, where he knew the others would be.
The journey was short for him, seeing as how he could run three times as fast as any human. When he passed through the small door, the first thing he noticed was the delicious smell of food. The second thing he noticed, was Sango the demon slayer shooting daggers at him with her eyes, her mouth set in a hard frown. If looks could kill, he'd be one dead son of a bitch.
He only rolled his eyes at her, choosing to just ignore the girl completely. This treatment was nothing new, especially these days when things between him and Kagome were so rough. He went to bypass her, reaching for one of the roasted fishes that were speared over the hearth, calling his name with their enticing scent.
Before he knew what was even happening, Sango was slapping his hand away with a long wooden implement that he couldn't identify.
"Ow!" He cried, holding his now throbbing hand against his chest as the demon slayer only looked at him with a strange gleam of satisfaction glistening in her eyes. "What was that for?" InuYasha demanded getting more and more annoyed as the seconds ticked by.
"You know damn well, InuYasha!" Sango all but hissed at him, and even the Hanyou had the good sense to be even a little scared, though he would never admit it. "You need to fix things with Kagome unless you're prepared to lose her."
Her words struck him like a brick wall. A sinking feeling hit him right in the gut and he swore that if Sango wasn't a woman, he would've brought her to her knees her right then and there. His emotions that he was already having a hard time dealing with suddenly bubbled straight up to the surface in an explosive force so fast that it could've knocked him off his feet. He knew that his eyes were turning crimson, but he didn't care. "Just butt out will ya!" He shouted at the girl, who for her part didn't even flinch. If he'd been in his right mind he would've almost been impressed.
Her eyes never left his, they held a firm and unforgiving look, one that told him that he'd messed up big this time, royally. InuYasha could feel the red bleed out from his eyes as he slowly calmed down enough to snatch one of the fish and storm out of the hut. Grumbling to himself all the while, he found himself walking to the bone eater's well, the very last place he wanted to be.
He messily finished off the roasted fish, tossing the skewer to the side and wiping the crumbs off his mouth. How dare Sango even say something like that to him? His eyes never left the well and as his heart suffered a mighty pang at the thought of losing her to someone else, he couldn't help but wish that at any moment he'd see her stupid, dainty little fingers crest the edge.
Could Kagome really move on that easily? Would she abandon him to be with Kōga instead? He didn't know. Doubt started to creep in. Until today it never even crossed his mind that she might leave, that she wouldn't be there for him when he needed her. His mind was reeling, his chest felt tight again.
He sat there, staring at the well for what felt like days. At some point he'd settled neatly onto the ground, his legs crossed, and hands tucked into the sleeves of his haori. He didn't know what he was doing.
Now, suddenly, after doing his best to ignore her for the last two weeks, all he wanted was to see her bright, shining face again. Logically, he knew that she'd be back in a day and a half, but in that moment for him it felt like an eternity.
No, he had to see her now.
Without another conscious thought he turned and leapt through the well.
He landed hard on the other side, his whole body slamming down into the hard-packed dirt. He pulled himself up and dusted off his haori, walking slowly up the creaky wooden steps. Her scent was everywhere. It permeated the air with its sweetness, and he couldn't help but admit to himself that he loved her smell. Her own unique perfume that drive him wild. He followed the trail up to the house, but instead of knocking, he decided to just cut out the middleman and climb up to her window.
He finally pulled himself up and over the ledge, his eyes brightening up once he saw that her curtains were spread wide, giving him a great view into her bedroom. Crouched there, he peeked into the glass and what he saw almost sent him flying back down to the ground.
There, Kagome was... naked in all her glory. Her back was to him, the only thing covering her was some lacy scrap of fabric that stretched across her ass, hardly hiding anything at all. He knew that he should look away, that spying on her like this was wrong, but he couldn't find it in himself to shut his eyes.
The smooth expanse of her back called to him, he longed to run his claws over all that creamy flesh...his eyes wandered lower, to that perfect behind that was somehow made even more attractive by the lacy thing that was molded to her skin. He felt himself instantly harden, almost painfully, beneath the thick layer of his robe.
And then she did the unthinkable.
She turned around, baring almost her entire body to him. The only thing hidden was that perfect triangle between her legs, covered by that damned lacy thing.
It was all he could just to hang onto the thin ledge he was perched on, his clawed feet threatening to lose their grip. She was somehow still oblivious to his presence, though honestly at this point he couldn't care less. He was enraptured. As the two perfect orbs on her chest stared back at him, he made sure to study every curve, mark, every color that decorated her skin.
She was a vision of a goddess standing there, pulling a brush through her long, black, silky locks, singing along to whatever song played on her radio.
And all he could think was damn, when did Kagome become so... womanly? It was like she'd blossomed overnight, seemingly right under his nose.
InuYasha's cheeks were red enough to match the color of the robe he was wearing, his ears pushed back flat against his head, golden eyes never leaving Kagome's curvaceous form as she danced around her room. It felt like a fire had been started low in his belly, stoked by the sight of her explicit body. It was something he never wanted to forget, the sight of her, so beautiful and carefree.
She slowly got dressed, pulling a pink, thin-strapped shirt over her ample chest and a tiny pair of shorts over her plump hips. She looked absolutely delicious.
Sure, they'd been traveling together for a while and had seen each other in their most vulnerable states, but this was so much different. Bared to him completely, there was no escape and the sound of his heart hammering inside him was a dead giveaway. She plopped on her bed cutely, ass up in the air as she settled into the mattress. He watched, mesmerized, as her breathing evened out and he could tell that she'd fallen fast asleep.
Shell shocked, he couldn't manage to pull his gaze away from her perfect behind. He wasn't sure what to do in that moment. He could feel his inner demon rising up inside him at his arousal, whispering, commanding him to burst the window and take her right then and there. He could feel his claws lengthening, and he knew instinctively that his eyes were turning crimson. His grip on the window frame tightened, he could feel the wood splintering beneath his fingers.
He wanted to listen. He wanted to rip those insanely revealing clothes right off and devour every inch of her and show her exactly what he was capable of.
Show her...
Mark her...
Take her as your own...
The inner demon growled his lust and need to dominate almost all-consuming. But the human part of his brain knew that he needed to stop himself right now before he did something really, really dumb. With that, his inner struggle came to a grinding halt as he ground his teeth together and forced himself to drop silently from the ledge. He landed lightly on the ground before taking off at a dead run back to the well.
A/N: hey there! Hope ya'll enjoyed this one! I might post chapter three in a couple of days, just cause this one was so short, let me know what you think! Thanks for reading!
