______________Chapter 10___________
Reality.
Shippo could hear the humans in the kitchen and didn't bother to join them. Instead, the kitsune and his companion, Myoga the flea, climbed the tree outside Kagome's bedroom and entered through her window. He hopped onto the bed and pulled down the cover to reveal Kagome's and Inu Yasha's bound wrists.
"Why did he do that?" Shippo asked as Myoga jumped from his shoulder onto the bed sheets.
"Hmm. This is very serious. If Inu Yasha-sama shared his blood with Kagome, She must have been in danger or indeed very ill." Myoga punctuated his words by bouncing up and down. The old youkai finally put one of those jumps to work and bounced onto Inu Yasha's shoulder. "Inu Yasha-sama!" he shouted. "Wake up!!" The hanyou grumbled and swatted at the flea, who dodged the hand and leapt back to the safety of the bed again. Inu Yasha curled around Kagome tightly, pulling her away from the kitsune and flea.
"We tried that." Shippo said dryly, looking incredibly bored as he watched Inu Yasha go back to sleep. "So, Kagome was in trouble and Inu Yasha shared his blood with her." Shippo said, absently stroking his tail. "Does sharing blood share power?"
Myoga nodded. "If Kagome was that sick, Inu Yasha can use his body to filter out what ever is making her ill. By cutting both their wrists and binding them together, Inu Yasha created a continuous loop; as Kagome's blood is cleaned by Inu Yasha's demon powers, it is returned to her body to speed her recovery. His blood in her body restores her strength and destroys any impurities that shouldn't be there."
"His blood must be filtering out all the medication in Kagome's blood." Said a voice from the door way. "That must be why he's sleeping so soundly." Miroku and Sango stood in the door way.
"And why Kagome's asleep!" Shippo picked up the thought.
"It may be drug induced or just simple tiring." Myoga added seriously. "Exchanging blood is not done lightly or easily. It can tire both people out."
"Will they wake up on there own?" Sango came into the room and sat at the foot of the bed, watching the two sleepers. She was worried about any side effects that may pop up and endanger her friends.
"The cloth may have to be untied but there's no telling-" Myoga was cut off by a shout from Shippo. The elder youkai looked at where the kitsune was pointing. The cloth that bound Kagome and Inu Yasha loosened, the tie undoing itself and slipping away. Their wrists separated, a faint pink line the only evidence of the event.
"They will wake soon?" Miroku asked, examining the sleepers' wrists. He traced the pink lines and watched as Kagome and Inu Yasha both flexed their wrists. Now that they weren't tied together, both were free to get comfortable any way they wished; Miroku secretly hoped that Kagome would edge away from the hanyou while she slept. As it was, Kagome's hand rose and scratched Inu Yasha's ears. Everyone jumped when he began to purr, nuzzling Kagome's neck. Kagome smiled in her sleep then relaxed. She rolled over, snuggling against Inu Yasha's chest. He smiled, a bare twitch of lips, and the purr changed back to soft snoring. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close.
"I doubt they will wake anytime soon." Shippo said, blinking.
"He may deign it, but Inu Yasha really does care for Kagome." Sango remarked, resting her chin in her hand and looking at the couple. Inwardly, she felt a pang of loneliness. She tried to smother it but it would not completely go away, much to her annoyance.
"Since they are all right and not in any danger, I suggest we go back. There is no reason for us to stay." Miroku stood, followed by Sango.
"They'll join us when they wake anyway." She said and headed for the door.
Shippo looked at Kagome one last time, stroking her hair in parting. "You better not do anything stupid, Inu Yasha!" He said angrily to the hanyou and pinched a furry ear. The ear twitched away and Inu Yasha growled. Shippo uttered a squeak and fled to Miroku's shoulder.
Myoga took a drink from Inu Yasha and Kagome both before leaving, inflating and rolling off the bed. He unsteadily stumbled out the door, Sango having to pick him up when he nearly tumbled down the stairs. Safe in Sango's arms, the flea youkai could analyze why he was unsteady. If Myoga hadn't known better, he would have said that their blood tasted like they had had sex. Yes, he mused sleepily. Certainly not the regular taste of their blood. Too much of a kick. And Myoga fell into a light sleep, drunk on the couple's blood.
"Where'd Kagome's mother go?" Shippo asked as they stood beside the well.
"She said she had to pick up Sota." Sango replied then shrugged. "What ever that means." The three clung tightly to the Shikon shard, Sango holding tight to Myouga, and leapt through the well back to their time.
Kagome and Inu Yasha's dream.
My legs hung over the bed and Inu Yasha stood before me, naked as the day he was born. Despite how much Inu Yasha may have hated his body, I thought he was beautiful. Perfectly proportioned, every square inch of him was muscle; lean, flat plains that begged to be touched. The candle light framed him, bathing his body in a golden wash. His hair caught it when he shook his head, the ivory flow like a shimmering white waterfall. Shadows contrasted his body highlighting more of him than hiding. He looked unreal, like some exotic creature of magic that just happened to be in my dream. Your darkest fantasy, your most private desire, come to life and ready to serve. It was intimidating and impossible to ignore.
He kissed me lightly, moving onto my earlobes and sucking on them. "Let me love you, Kagome." He whispered in my ear, his hands cupping my breasts again, thumbs teasing my nipples until my breath came faster. "Let me touch you, taste you. Pleasure you." On the last he looked me in the eyes, say each word slowly and deliberately. My eyes widened, a flush crept into my cheeks. He smiled that sexy grin while he waited for my answer.
I kissed him, pushing forward and letting my hands wander over his chest. He closed his eyes, leaning into my kiss, his hands on my shoulders. My hands slid lower, over his flat stomach and I ran a finger along that line that coasted over his hip and led to other things. His breath came faster and just as he was about to pull away I wrapped my hand around the length of him, feeling the velvet softness of his skin. His hands slid low and gripped my hips. He shuttered as I held his shaft, moving my fingers and exploring it.
Silky skin moved with my movements and I traced him with out looking. I watched Inu Yasha's face as I touched the tip, watched him bite his lip and let out a muffled 'mphf!' Inu Yasha wasn't circumcised; there was too much skin for that. I let my hand wander lower and I held his testicles. The hanyou shuttered and his hands slipped inside my panties, roughly pushing me back on the bed. He yanked my panties off in a harsh motion, pinning me by my shoulders. Now there was nothing to act as a barrier between us. I mentally cringed; even if this was a dream… Better safe now than really sorry later.
I plucked a foil wrapped package from the air, pushing up on my elbows and kissing Inu Yasha. I pushed him back using my mouth, just enough to get to his waist. I tore open the package, watching as Inu Yasha tried to focus on what was going on. "What are you doing?" His voice was ragged, husky in a way that made me shiver and my heart flutter. I kissed him again as I gently rolled the condom down the length of him. He shuttered, panting, and I was glad that I did it right the first time.
"Kagome." Inu Yasha pushed my hands away, eyed the condom and grabbed my hips. His lips crashed down on mine and I didn't fight him when he laid me on the bed and settled himself between my legs. This was the part I was worried about; from my explorations I estimated Inu Yasha to be an inch and a half wide and almost eight full inches long. I didn't know if I could fit the hanyou and the potential pain factor wasn't helping me. But this was my dream, our dream, and there would be no pain if I didn't allow it. He pushed inside of me, groaning loudly, until his hips met mine. I arched my back, letting out a low moan. I wrapped my legs around him; I wanted him inside me, to merge us into one person. Inu Yasha lay with in me and I felt complete.
"Gods," he panted as he began to pull himself back out. "Kagome." That one word said a million other unspoken feelings. He had met no barrier when he entered me and I was only partially surprised; women who ride bikes or do other athletic things that require leg work usually lose their hymens because of the activity. With no pain what so ever, this would be wonderful. The hanyou thrust back into me and I was lost in pleasure. After a couple of thrusts, our bodies caught a comfortable rhythm.
Our passion fed off each other, spilling from one of us to the other, increasing the sensations until Inu Yasha's thrusts took on a more erratic quality, more urgent. We kissed continuously, whispering the others name over and over. The feeling of something large and overwhelming edging closer was there, encouraging our actions and speeding us forward. At last Inu Yasha screamed my name, arching backward and giving that one final thrust that sent me over the edge and into orgasm. The image of him framed by candle light, thrusting into me and then rearing back was burned on my memory; even if the rest of the memory faded, I wanted that last picture burned on my heart and in my mind. Inu Yasha fell forward, sprawling, exhausted, on top of me. I held him and he held me as we both shook with the last spasms of pleasure.
Inu Yasha rose enough to kiss me gently. "I love you, Kagome." He smiled that sexy smile; it was slightly lopsided and made me laugh. I smiled up at him, scratching behind his ears, tracing his lips and trying to remember how his body felt on top of mine.
"This smile," I said and he grinned at me. "This smile is for me." He smiled that sexy grin, now the smile that he would only smile at me. For the first time I wanted him to remember, wanted him to remember what had happened, but knew that he wouldn't; hell, I didn't know if I would remember.
He kissed my finger tips tenderly. "You are the only one that warrants this smile, my lady. Of this I assure you." He nipped at my finger tips and I could only smile at him sadly, tears threatening in my eyes. He blinked as he looked at me, his smile fading as he became concerned.
"Kagome? Love? Why are you crying?" He asked as he kissed away the tears that escaped my eyes. He smiled, a watered down version of that smile I had claimed ownership of. "I will remember what you asked; I promise I will." And now my tears fell freely as I gazed at him. He kissed my forehead and nuzzled at my neck. The feeling of his body began to fade and as I watched, he became transparent. He looked at me, the lines that separated him from the rest of the room blurring.
"Don't make promises that you cannot keep, my love." I whispered, the last traces of Inu Yasha disappearing as he woke up.