Chapter Four . . .
Kagome and Inu Yasha walked through the jungle forest, the night air thick around them. It had already been a week since they had first stepped into the forest, and they found themselves strangely attached to the place. With the moon high over their heads in the deep blue midnight sky, they talked of their present situation.
"You really want to find Naraku that bad, don't you, Inu Yasha?" Kagome asked, feeling a little nervous.
"That bastard has to pay," Inu Yasha replied. "He has to learn that I'm not going to be that easy to defeat."
"And aren't you pretty much hiding from him right now?"
Inu Yasha stopped walking, and glared at Kagome. "What's that supposed to mean?!"
"Well," Kagome said, "we've been in this forest for quite some time. I'm getting the feeling you're staying here to hide, am I wrong?"
"Yeah, you're wrong!" he almost shouted. "The only reason I'm staying here is . . ." and he stopped.
"What?" Kagome asked.
"It's nothing," Inu Yasha mumbled, as they began to walk again. After a moment of silence, Kagome asked him again, "Inu Yasha? I want to know. Why have you been staying here?"
Inu Yasha gave a bit of a sigh. "I know this will sound stupid, but . . . I was hoping maybe I could get Sesshomaru on our side to defeat Naraku with."
Kagome was silent for awhile before saying, "I don't think that's stupid. It's just that . . . you don't really believe your brother would suddenly want to take your side, do you? I'm even surprised that you would want him on your side, after all that he's done to you."
"Yeah, well . . ." Inu Yasha muttered. "You've seen him. He's strong. And he knows how to use the Testiaga better than I do."
"Are you hoping he'll teach you something?"
"Yeah right," Inu Yasha snorted. "He wouldn't teach me anything. In fact . . . now I think it's kind of stupid for wanting him on our side. You're right, Kagome. Why would he listen to me? Let's forget him. Let's get going tomorrow morning. Miroku and the others are probably wondering where we are anyways."
"Right," Kagome said, though she could sense that Inu Yasha was not entirely happy with his decision. She could see it in his eyes, in his face. He was not happy.
In the little cave behind the waterfall, Marani wrung her hands together in despair. "You're leaving?" she whinned. "But why?"
Before her stood Sesshomaru, as healed as he could be at the moment. He glared at her softly, and said, "I have business to attend to. And I musn't let that little brother of mine know that I am gone. I know he will follow me and get in the way."
"You're off to take care of Naraku, aren't you?" Marani squeaked. "Oh, Sesshomaru! You can't do that! Not in your condition!"
"I'm fine now," he said, his voice low and grave, "and I won't stop until he's dead by my hands."
"Oh, Sesshomaru!" she cried, and flung herself on him. Sesshomaru stood quite still, not moving. Marani wept onto his bare chest. "Please don't leave me! I don't want to be left alone! Please don't go!"
There was a pause before Sesshomaru answered, "I have to go."
Marani leapt off of him, and blocked the passage way out of the cave. "No! I won't let you leave me!"
Growling a bit, Sesshomaru suddenly grabbed her, and slammed her back against the wall of the cave. Marani winced in pain. "I told you before that I wasn't a nice demon." His eyes narrowed hard on her, then softened, in an expression that had never been seen upon his face before. "I'll come back," he said, his voice sounding suddenly different.
"Y-you will?" Marani stammered.
Sesshomaru nodded, then bent in, and before Marani realized what was happening, their lips joined as one, and their tongues danced in each other's mouths. She pulled away slowly, looking gently up at Sesshomaru. "W-we can't do this," she stammered in a whisper. "You're a Cat and I'm a Dog."
"You don't even know what you're saying," he told her in his soft, low voice. "It doesn't matter. We're in human form, aren't we?"
"B-but . . ."
He drew her closer to himself, and she felt herself melt in his embrace. Oh, how she suddenly felt a surge of love for the Dog demon she had brought in! He was like no other she had ever been with! She felt his one arm on her back, and then, his claw slowly began to rip her dress open.
"D-don'!" she stammered. "We can't do that! We haven't been bonded in marriage!"
(Miss Uots says : For my readers out there, this next part I completely made up, so if it proves to be wrong, that blame me. I haven't read all of Inu Yasha yet.)
There was an awkward pause between the two, and then, Sesshomaru let go of Marani, and went to the back wall, where she kept most of her stuff. He took a knife in his hand, and cut himself as best he could, for he indeed, had only one arm. He gave the knife to Marani, who stared up in confusion at him.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Marani said. "Is it not just because of . . .?"
"I have no body to return to," he said softly. "I'm going to make you my own. And if I die . . ."
She cut her hand. He place a bit of bread in his mouth, then, grabbing her cut hand with his, fusing their blood together as best as he could, leaned over and kissed her, passing the bit of bread from his mouth to hers. (A supposed marriage ritual invented by Miss Uots . . . I figure the best kind of bonding can be done with blood, and it seems like something foreign, so why not the ways demons would do it?)
Eventually, the dress made its way off of Marani that night.
Kagome and Inu Yasha walked through the jungle forest, the night air thick around them. It had already been a week since they had first stepped into the forest, and they found themselves strangely attached to the place. With the moon high over their heads in the deep blue midnight sky, they talked of their present situation.
"You really want to find Naraku that bad, don't you, Inu Yasha?" Kagome asked, feeling a little nervous.
"That bastard has to pay," Inu Yasha replied. "He has to learn that I'm not going to be that easy to defeat."
"And aren't you pretty much hiding from him right now?"
Inu Yasha stopped walking, and glared at Kagome. "What's that supposed to mean?!"
"Well," Kagome said, "we've been in this forest for quite some time. I'm getting the feeling you're staying here to hide, am I wrong?"
"Yeah, you're wrong!" he almost shouted. "The only reason I'm staying here is . . ." and he stopped.
"What?" Kagome asked.
"It's nothing," Inu Yasha mumbled, as they began to walk again. After a moment of silence, Kagome asked him again, "Inu Yasha? I want to know. Why have you been staying here?"
Inu Yasha gave a bit of a sigh. "I know this will sound stupid, but . . . I was hoping maybe I could get Sesshomaru on our side to defeat Naraku with."
Kagome was silent for awhile before saying, "I don't think that's stupid. It's just that . . . you don't really believe your brother would suddenly want to take your side, do you? I'm even surprised that you would want him on your side, after all that he's done to you."
"Yeah, well . . ." Inu Yasha muttered. "You've seen him. He's strong. And he knows how to use the Testiaga better than I do."
"Are you hoping he'll teach you something?"
"Yeah right," Inu Yasha snorted. "He wouldn't teach me anything. In fact . . . now I think it's kind of stupid for wanting him on our side. You're right, Kagome. Why would he listen to me? Let's forget him. Let's get going tomorrow morning. Miroku and the others are probably wondering where we are anyways."
"Right," Kagome said, though she could sense that Inu Yasha was not entirely happy with his decision. She could see it in his eyes, in his face. He was not happy.
In the little cave behind the waterfall, Marani wrung her hands together in despair. "You're leaving?" she whinned. "But why?"
Before her stood Sesshomaru, as healed as he could be at the moment. He glared at her softly, and said, "I have business to attend to. And I musn't let that little brother of mine know that I am gone. I know he will follow me and get in the way."
"You're off to take care of Naraku, aren't you?" Marani squeaked. "Oh, Sesshomaru! You can't do that! Not in your condition!"
"I'm fine now," he said, his voice low and grave, "and I won't stop until he's dead by my hands."
"Oh, Sesshomaru!" she cried, and flung herself on him. Sesshomaru stood quite still, not moving. Marani wept onto his bare chest. "Please don't leave me! I don't want to be left alone! Please don't go!"
There was a pause before Sesshomaru answered, "I have to go."
Marani leapt off of him, and blocked the passage way out of the cave. "No! I won't let you leave me!"
Growling a bit, Sesshomaru suddenly grabbed her, and slammed her back against the wall of the cave. Marani winced in pain. "I told you before that I wasn't a nice demon." His eyes narrowed hard on her, then softened, in an expression that had never been seen upon his face before. "I'll come back," he said, his voice sounding suddenly different.
"Y-you will?" Marani stammered.
Sesshomaru nodded, then bent in, and before Marani realized what was happening, their lips joined as one, and their tongues danced in each other's mouths. She pulled away slowly, looking gently up at Sesshomaru. "W-we can't do this," she stammered in a whisper. "You're a Cat and I'm a Dog."
"You don't even know what you're saying," he told her in his soft, low voice. "It doesn't matter. We're in human form, aren't we?"
"B-but . . ."
He drew her closer to himself, and she felt herself melt in his embrace. Oh, how she suddenly felt a surge of love for the Dog demon she had brought in! He was like no other she had ever been with! She felt his one arm on her back, and then, his claw slowly began to rip her dress open.
"D-don'!" she stammered. "We can't do that! We haven't been bonded in marriage!"
(Miss Uots says : For my readers out there, this next part I completely made up, so if it proves to be wrong, that blame me. I haven't read all of Inu Yasha yet.)
There was an awkward pause between the two, and then, Sesshomaru let go of Marani, and went to the back wall, where she kept most of her stuff. He took a knife in his hand, and cut himself as best he could, for he indeed, had only one arm. He gave the knife to Marani, who stared up in confusion at him.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Marani said. "Is it not just because of . . .?"
"I have no body to return to," he said softly. "I'm going to make you my own. And if I die . . ."
She cut her hand. He place a bit of bread in his mouth, then, grabbing her cut hand with his, fusing their blood together as best as he could, leaned over and kissed her, passing the bit of bread from his mouth to hers. (A supposed marriage ritual invented by Miss Uots . . . I figure the best kind of bonding can be done with blood, and it seems like something foreign, so why not the ways demons would do it?)
Eventually, the dress made its way off of Marani that night.