Never Cause Her Harm
Second Chapter
The Flame
Author's Note: See first chapter.
When the four of them returned to the abandoned home they had been staying in for the past few days (Shippo was off with Kaede), Miroku checked it to see if Inuyasha was there while Sango and Kagome checked the trees from Kirara's back. When they were satisfied he was nowhere near, they landed and entered.
". . . Miroku?" Kagome called.
"All clear," he said, coming out from a dark room. He let a lamp and waited for Sango, Kagome, and Kirara to enter before entering himself. "Hopefully he'll get over this quickly," Miroku commented as he sat down next to Sango. She nodded in agreement.
"His will to posses you, Kagome, is strong. We will have to fight to keep you safe from him." She replied. Miroku took this chance to caress Sango, and she slapped him, hard, across the face. Rolling her eyes, she turned back to Kagome, who seemed annoyed.
"Sango, I don't think Inuyasha would ever hurt me. Ever. You two don't believe me, but you didn't hear him back there." She crossed her arms. Miroku and Sango exchanged looks again.
"Well. . . what exactly did Inuyasha say to you back there, Kagome?" Miroku asked.
"After I yelled at him and hit him with my show a few times, he got some control and set me down and told me to run while I could. Then he ran in the opposite direction." She said. Sango smiled sadly.
"I believe you, Kagome, but look what you had to do for just a few moments of control in him." She said. Kagome shook her head.
"But next time I'll have 'osuwari'. I forgot about it today." She said knowledgeably. Miroku and Sango looked at her speechlessly.
"'Forget'? Osuwari?" Miroku stammered. Kagome shrugged.
"I never get chased by Inuyasha, I was sidetracked." She said. Sango moved across the floor and took her friend's hands.
"That's the problem, Kagome. We know Inuyasha would never intentionally hurt you, but it's better to be safe than sorry. We're just worried he'll. . . do something you'll regret." She looked at Kagome meaningfully. "You know what I mean, Kagome?" she asked. Kagome blushed furiously and looked away.
"Of course I do. But I truly think that Inuyasha could stop himself before doing anything like that, even in youkai form. And I miss having him around, who knows when he'll turn back to normal."
"If I may, maybe Kagome wouldn't mind trying that with Inuyasha. Speaking of trying things, Sango. . ." Miroku began nonchalantly, but he didn't have time to finish because both girls attacked him at the same time, Sango with hiraikotsu and Kagome with her bag.
Inuyasha waited outside of the small hut until he ceased hearing the voices inside. He knew it was probably stupid, being so close to Kagome, but he couldn't help it. He couldn't get enough of her scent, and he was the only one to protect her. Sure, Miroku and Sango could protect Kagome well enough, but they didn't feel protecting her like he did. It had become a part of his life. Unable to resist the pull of her scent, conveniently stronger this week than usual, he crept closer to the window. Yes, Kagome was in there. He watched her sleeping form quietly, wishing more than anything to take her away from here and somewhere private. He felt the intensity of his eyes increase as he thought this. His muscles quivered and he backed away, resisting the urge to knock down the wall, grab Kagome, and go.
Something had awoken her, and she sat up quietly. Of all places, she walked to the window and gazed out, surprised when she saw Inuyasha.
"Inuyasha!" she whispered.
'STOP WHISPERING LIKE THAT!' he yelled in his mind. He faded back into a shadow with much will power.
"Kagome," he said huskily, quietly. "Go back to sleep."
"Inuyasha," she whispered again. Inuyasha almost groaned in annoyance and wanting. "Where have you been?" she asked. Inuyasha looked away.
"Not far, Kagome. Now go back to sleep." He replied. Kagome looked stubborn.
"No, Inuyasha! Sango and Miroku won't let me be around you, and we don't know when you'll go back to normal. At night will be the only time we'll get to be together," she said in hushed but forceful tones. Her words and voice had seduced him further, so he took several steps back. In fact, every moment, it became harder.
"No, Kagome! Listen to me!" he said, just as hushed and forceful. "You don't know how much I am holding myself back right now. It's getting harder every moment, with every word you say and every little movement you make. I do not have the power to make myself leave, so you have to go back to sleep!" he snapped. Kagome stopped, watching him for a moment.
"Why is it so hard?" she asked.
'She's so innocent,' he thought, feeling gentle and angry towards her at the same time.
"Kagome. . . there are other. . . factors, besides my being a youkai." He breathed heavily. Kagome looked confused for a moment, and then realization hit her and she blushed furiously.
This was too much for him to take. Until now, his method had been 'move backwards when you want to move towards her', and it had worked so far. But seeing the gentle red spread across her cheeks was too much. He rushed at her, stopping only because the wall below the window separated them. His nose was in her hair, inhaling deeply her scent. His hands gripped her shoulders, and he was shaking with control that was hardly there.
"Kagome," he said, voice shaking. His lips brushed her temple, and he gripped her harder in his effort. "turn around and go to bed, for your own sake. I do not want to do things. . ." he breathed her in again, almost giddy with her smell. Kagome hesitated briefly. As soon as he had entered her personal space, she found her breathing heavier, as if he radiated an odorless gas that was intoxicating her. She almost didn't want him to leave, to hold her like he was now. She liked being this close to Inuyasha, but at the same time she could feel the danger- he was on the edge of his control, and tipping dangerously.
For another moment, Kagome paused to enjoy what she had, and then she threw herself away from him with all her might, and he did the same. She watched cautiously as he bounded into the highest tree, and stayed there.
The Flame
Author's Note: See first chapter.
When the four of them returned to the abandoned home they had been staying in for the past few days (Shippo was off with Kaede), Miroku checked it to see if Inuyasha was there while Sango and Kagome checked the trees from Kirara's back. When they were satisfied he was nowhere near, they landed and entered.
". . . Miroku?" Kagome called.
"All clear," he said, coming out from a dark room. He let a lamp and waited for Sango, Kagome, and Kirara to enter before entering himself. "Hopefully he'll get over this quickly," Miroku commented as he sat down next to Sango. She nodded in agreement.
"His will to posses you, Kagome, is strong. We will have to fight to keep you safe from him." She replied. Miroku took this chance to caress Sango, and she slapped him, hard, across the face. Rolling her eyes, she turned back to Kagome, who seemed annoyed.
"Sango, I don't think Inuyasha would ever hurt me. Ever. You two don't believe me, but you didn't hear him back there." She crossed her arms. Miroku and Sango exchanged looks again.
"Well. . . what exactly did Inuyasha say to you back there, Kagome?" Miroku asked.
"After I yelled at him and hit him with my show a few times, he got some control and set me down and told me to run while I could. Then he ran in the opposite direction." She said. Sango smiled sadly.
"I believe you, Kagome, but look what you had to do for just a few moments of control in him." She said. Kagome shook her head.
"But next time I'll have 'osuwari'. I forgot about it today." She said knowledgeably. Miroku and Sango looked at her speechlessly.
"'Forget'? Osuwari?" Miroku stammered. Kagome shrugged.
"I never get chased by Inuyasha, I was sidetracked." She said. Sango moved across the floor and took her friend's hands.
"That's the problem, Kagome. We know Inuyasha would never intentionally hurt you, but it's better to be safe than sorry. We're just worried he'll. . . do something you'll regret." She looked at Kagome meaningfully. "You know what I mean, Kagome?" she asked. Kagome blushed furiously and looked away.
"Of course I do. But I truly think that Inuyasha could stop himself before doing anything like that, even in youkai form. And I miss having him around, who knows when he'll turn back to normal."
"If I may, maybe Kagome wouldn't mind trying that with Inuyasha. Speaking of trying things, Sango. . ." Miroku began nonchalantly, but he didn't have time to finish because both girls attacked him at the same time, Sango with hiraikotsu and Kagome with her bag.
Inuyasha waited outside of the small hut until he ceased hearing the voices inside. He knew it was probably stupid, being so close to Kagome, but he couldn't help it. He couldn't get enough of her scent, and he was the only one to protect her. Sure, Miroku and Sango could protect Kagome well enough, but they didn't feel protecting her like he did. It had become a part of his life. Unable to resist the pull of her scent, conveniently stronger this week than usual, he crept closer to the window. Yes, Kagome was in there. He watched her sleeping form quietly, wishing more than anything to take her away from here and somewhere private. He felt the intensity of his eyes increase as he thought this. His muscles quivered and he backed away, resisting the urge to knock down the wall, grab Kagome, and go.
Something had awoken her, and she sat up quietly. Of all places, she walked to the window and gazed out, surprised when she saw Inuyasha.
"Inuyasha!" she whispered.
'STOP WHISPERING LIKE THAT!' he yelled in his mind. He faded back into a shadow with much will power.
"Kagome," he said huskily, quietly. "Go back to sleep."
"Inuyasha," she whispered again. Inuyasha almost groaned in annoyance and wanting. "Where have you been?" she asked. Inuyasha looked away.
"Not far, Kagome. Now go back to sleep." He replied. Kagome looked stubborn.
"No, Inuyasha! Sango and Miroku won't let me be around you, and we don't know when you'll go back to normal. At night will be the only time we'll get to be together," she said in hushed but forceful tones. Her words and voice had seduced him further, so he took several steps back. In fact, every moment, it became harder.
"No, Kagome! Listen to me!" he said, just as hushed and forceful. "You don't know how much I am holding myself back right now. It's getting harder every moment, with every word you say and every little movement you make. I do not have the power to make myself leave, so you have to go back to sleep!" he snapped. Kagome stopped, watching him for a moment.
"Why is it so hard?" she asked.
'She's so innocent,' he thought, feeling gentle and angry towards her at the same time.
"Kagome. . . there are other. . . factors, besides my being a youkai." He breathed heavily. Kagome looked confused for a moment, and then realization hit her and she blushed furiously.
This was too much for him to take. Until now, his method had been 'move backwards when you want to move towards her', and it had worked so far. But seeing the gentle red spread across her cheeks was too much. He rushed at her, stopping only because the wall below the window separated them. His nose was in her hair, inhaling deeply her scent. His hands gripped her shoulders, and he was shaking with control that was hardly there.
"Kagome," he said, voice shaking. His lips brushed her temple, and he gripped her harder in his effort. "turn around and go to bed, for your own sake. I do not want to do things. . ." he breathed her in again, almost giddy with her smell. Kagome hesitated briefly. As soon as he had entered her personal space, she found her breathing heavier, as if he radiated an odorless gas that was intoxicating her. She almost didn't want him to leave, to hold her like he was now. She liked being this close to Inuyasha, but at the same time she could feel the danger- he was on the edge of his control, and tipping dangerously.
For another moment, Kagome paused to enjoy what she had, and then she threw herself away from him with all her might, and he did the same. She watched cautiously as he bounded into the highest tree, and stayed there.
