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"Inu-Yasha, you need to get up." Sango demanded, in an exasperated tone of voice. "It's been three days since Kagome left. You need to eat. And you need to take a bath- you smell like wet dog." Inu-Yasha stared bleakly at the demon exterminator, blinking rain from his eyes. It had just stopped falling. He sat curled up at the base of the god's tree, just as he had ever since the night Kagome left.
"Not hungry." He muttered. Miroku stood beside Sango, arms crossed over chest. He had had just about enough of the hanyou feeling sorry for himself.
"You heard Sango, get up!" He yelled, grabbing Inu-Yasha by his shirt front, frustrated. The half demon merely twitched, pulling away, and then stared sullenly at the ground. Miroku sighed. "You are pathetic. The very least you could do is to be a man and retrieve lady Kagome."
"Pff. I don't want her, I only want the jewel."
"Don't lie to me, you love her." Sango's eyebrows shot up, then she quickly walked off, leaving the males to their little discussion.
"Do you care to repeat that?" Inu-Yasha demanded, a flash of spirit showing in his dull eyes.
"Look, Inu-Yasha. all I'm trying to say is that we'll all miss Kagome. And no matter how hard you try to deny it, you'd miss her most of all. Her fates now belong to this time, and the jewel could be better protected, here with you. So what are you waiting for? Go claim your woman!" Inu-Yasha stood up, but shook his head slowly.
"Miroku, you. you don't understand. She tried to tell me something, something important before she left, and I hurt her. She told me she wouldn't return, and I believe her." Seeing Miroku's unbelieving stare, he revised his former statement. "I mean I hurt her heart, not her body, baka." Miroku nodded, eyes unreadable, and finished for Inu-Yasha.
"But you love her, and you're not sure letting her go and lying to her about your feelings was the right thing to do. It's what you do every time, but now you've really screwed things up." Inu-Yasha growled, and then lifted to monk up by the front of his robes.
"What's wrong with you?! Stupid bastard! I just got done telling you that she left for good! What does it matter what I feel towards her?" He faltered at his own admission, and then released Miroku, grumbling what sounded like an apology. He stumbled off, confused by his own emotions, the ones Miroku had so annoyingly pointed out to him. And with these thoughts, Inu-Yasha jumped through the well.
Inu-Yasha sat crouched in Kagome's window, feeling completely uncertain and wondering if Kagome would 'sit' him when she realized he was there. He wondered if she was even home. A quick sniff told him that she was. In her bed. She rolled over and sighed peacefully, as if sensing that Inu-Yasha was near. A frown line that had stayed between her brows for the three days that she had been gone wiped itself away, her subconscious self eased by his presence. He stiffened, then jumped lightly from the sill, inching closer to her bed. He would take her by surprise, of course, not giving her time to react. Then he would carry her to the well, and deal with the rest when they were through. A slight breeze from the open window caused Kagome to shiver. It was winter now, though there was no snow outside. She groped for her blankets, but fell back asleep before she could snuggle deeper within them. Oh gods, she's beautiful, Inu-Yasha thought. Her face. now that I know her for herself, it's nothing like Kikyo's. She looks younger, yes, but so much more alive, so full of vigor and determination. Inu-Yasha quickly shook his head, clearing the foolish thoughts out of his mind. Hesitantly he reached out, brushing her lips with the tips of his fingers. They were surprisingly firm underneath the soft skin. Before he could silence his aching heart, his hand moved to her face, calloused palm cradling her satin cheek, thumb stroking the living silk she used as skin. With a start, Kagome woke. Her eyes snapped open, and she grabbed Inu- Yasha's hand on reflex.
"Inu.. Inu-Yasha? What are you doing here?" She whispered, dropping his hand as if it were hot iron. "I told you not to come for me!"
"No you didn't, you just said I better not try and stop you." Kagome sat up, sighing tiredly.
"You can't have the jewel, Inu-Yasha." He jumped up and exclaimed, voice ferverent,
"You little idiot! I don't want the Shikon no Tama! I just want you. for you to come home!" Come home. I just want you. The words rung hollowly in Kagome's ears.
"Wha-what? That isn't funny!" Her eyes started to narrow.
"Kagome, I would never joke about something like that." Kagome had promised herself she wouldn't cry anymore, that she would overcome this weakness. But this didn't seem to be her best of weeks. She felt the tears start to slide over her cheeks, and she angrily wiped them away.
"You don't have to trick me like that! If you want the jewel so badly, just take it. You know I would never be able to hurt you." Inu-Yasha continued to stare into her eyes, so intensely she was sure she would burn up. Nervously she whispered, "Inu-Yasha.. What is it? Why are you looking at me like that?" The half demon sat down on the bed across from her. His voice was husky when he answered.
"I'm not trying to trick you, I just.. Want-need- or you to come home."
"Home?" She echoed, as if just learning the meaning of the word.
"Home."
"But. I am home." He didn't answer her puzzled statement. Why wouldn't she believe him? HE saw the tear start to slowly roll towards her nose. With a shy smile he reached out and tenderly wiped it away. He was so close to her. So close to her faint scent, her pure, spirited face. Then his lips were upon her own in a soft and chaste, yet powerful kiss. He knew he had no right to mess around with her emotions like this, but he couldn't help himself. His heart beat faster. Was this love? No, it couldn't be. Inu- Yasha loved Kikyo. didn't he?
Inu-Yasha could feel Kagome pull away. "I'm. sorry." He whispered, but he wasn't. HE only wanted Kagome to snuggle into his arms, and let him hold her. Let him kiss her. She shook her head, cheeks flushed.
"That wasn't nice."
"Not nice?" He growled, throwing away all control. "Do you want me to show you nice?" Inu-Yasha leaned over, pushing her back against the bed. This time the kiss was more certain. But as abruptly as he had started, he cut it off. "Kagome, what can I do to get you to come back? We all need you. I need you." Kagome looked away, blushing.
"I can't, Inu-Yasha. I wouldn't be safe with the jewel in your time, unless you." She cut off, then said softer, "But no. You've already pledged your life to Kikyo, I know where your number one priority is." But instead of reacting how Kagome would expect him, to she was shocked to hear anguish in his voice as he gripped the front of his shirt unconsciously, right over his heart, as she had seen him do so many times with Kikyo.
"No, Kagome, please! Kikyo. she's.. I may have promised to die for her, but I also told you I would protect you! I will never, even let Kikyo take me while you still need me." The pleading note in his voice caused her to tremble.. Always before he had saved this sort of thing for his former love, Kikyo, and now he was treating her in the same way. Still trembling she flew into his arms, shaking harder as the tears came. Tears of joy that he cared at least a little for her, tears of sadness that he would one day leave her for Kikyo, and tears for the overwhelming love that was enveloping her heart. He help her, tightly, chin nestled in her soft hair as she slowly drifted off to sleep, comforted by his strong embrace. When he was sure she was asleep he softly walked to the well and jumped through, mission accomplished.
a/n: so, how was it??? *looks anxious* If you people actually like my writing, I'd be happy to type more up, I've got two more chapters already written, and many, many more planned. Ok, well, ciao!
"Inu-Yasha, you need to get up." Sango demanded, in an exasperated tone of voice. "It's been three days since Kagome left. You need to eat. And you need to take a bath- you smell like wet dog." Inu-Yasha stared bleakly at the demon exterminator, blinking rain from his eyes. It had just stopped falling. He sat curled up at the base of the god's tree, just as he had ever since the night Kagome left.
"Not hungry." He muttered. Miroku stood beside Sango, arms crossed over chest. He had had just about enough of the hanyou feeling sorry for himself.
"You heard Sango, get up!" He yelled, grabbing Inu-Yasha by his shirt front, frustrated. The half demon merely twitched, pulling away, and then stared sullenly at the ground. Miroku sighed. "You are pathetic. The very least you could do is to be a man and retrieve lady Kagome."
"Pff. I don't want her, I only want the jewel."
"Don't lie to me, you love her." Sango's eyebrows shot up, then she quickly walked off, leaving the males to their little discussion.
"Do you care to repeat that?" Inu-Yasha demanded, a flash of spirit showing in his dull eyes.
"Look, Inu-Yasha. all I'm trying to say is that we'll all miss Kagome. And no matter how hard you try to deny it, you'd miss her most of all. Her fates now belong to this time, and the jewel could be better protected, here with you. So what are you waiting for? Go claim your woman!" Inu-Yasha stood up, but shook his head slowly.
"Miroku, you. you don't understand. She tried to tell me something, something important before she left, and I hurt her. She told me she wouldn't return, and I believe her." Seeing Miroku's unbelieving stare, he revised his former statement. "I mean I hurt her heart, not her body, baka." Miroku nodded, eyes unreadable, and finished for Inu-Yasha.
"But you love her, and you're not sure letting her go and lying to her about your feelings was the right thing to do. It's what you do every time, but now you've really screwed things up." Inu-Yasha growled, and then lifted to monk up by the front of his robes.
"What's wrong with you?! Stupid bastard! I just got done telling you that she left for good! What does it matter what I feel towards her?" He faltered at his own admission, and then released Miroku, grumbling what sounded like an apology. He stumbled off, confused by his own emotions, the ones Miroku had so annoyingly pointed out to him. And with these thoughts, Inu-Yasha jumped through the well.
Inu-Yasha sat crouched in Kagome's window, feeling completely uncertain and wondering if Kagome would 'sit' him when she realized he was there. He wondered if she was even home. A quick sniff told him that she was. In her bed. She rolled over and sighed peacefully, as if sensing that Inu-Yasha was near. A frown line that had stayed between her brows for the three days that she had been gone wiped itself away, her subconscious self eased by his presence. He stiffened, then jumped lightly from the sill, inching closer to her bed. He would take her by surprise, of course, not giving her time to react. Then he would carry her to the well, and deal with the rest when they were through. A slight breeze from the open window caused Kagome to shiver. It was winter now, though there was no snow outside. She groped for her blankets, but fell back asleep before she could snuggle deeper within them. Oh gods, she's beautiful, Inu-Yasha thought. Her face. now that I know her for herself, it's nothing like Kikyo's. She looks younger, yes, but so much more alive, so full of vigor and determination. Inu-Yasha quickly shook his head, clearing the foolish thoughts out of his mind. Hesitantly he reached out, brushing her lips with the tips of his fingers. They were surprisingly firm underneath the soft skin. Before he could silence his aching heart, his hand moved to her face, calloused palm cradling her satin cheek, thumb stroking the living silk she used as skin. With a start, Kagome woke. Her eyes snapped open, and she grabbed Inu- Yasha's hand on reflex.
"Inu.. Inu-Yasha? What are you doing here?" She whispered, dropping his hand as if it were hot iron. "I told you not to come for me!"
"No you didn't, you just said I better not try and stop you." Kagome sat up, sighing tiredly.
"You can't have the jewel, Inu-Yasha." He jumped up and exclaimed, voice ferverent,
"You little idiot! I don't want the Shikon no Tama! I just want you. for you to come home!" Come home. I just want you. The words rung hollowly in Kagome's ears.
"Wha-what? That isn't funny!" Her eyes started to narrow.
"Kagome, I would never joke about something like that." Kagome had promised herself she wouldn't cry anymore, that she would overcome this weakness. But this didn't seem to be her best of weeks. She felt the tears start to slide over her cheeks, and she angrily wiped them away.
"You don't have to trick me like that! If you want the jewel so badly, just take it. You know I would never be able to hurt you." Inu-Yasha continued to stare into her eyes, so intensely she was sure she would burn up. Nervously she whispered, "Inu-Yasha.. What is it? Why are you looking at me like that?" The half demon sat down on the bed across from her. His voice was husky when he answered.
"I'm not trying to trick you, I just.. Want-need- or you to come home."
"Home?" She echoed, as if just learning the meaning of the word.
"Home."
"But. I am home." He didn't answer her puzzled statement. Why wouldn't she believe him? HE saw the tear start to slowly roll towards her nose. With a shy smile he reached out and tenderly wiped it away. He was so close to her. So close to her faint scent, her pure, spirited face. Then his lips were upon her own in a soft and chaste, yet powerful kiss. He knew he had no right to mess around with her emotions like this, but he couldn't help himself. His heart beat faster. Was this love? No, it couldn't be. Inu- Yasha loved Kikyo. didn't he?
Inu-Yasha could feel Kagome pull away. "I'm. sorry." He whispered, but he wasn't. HE only wanted Kagome to snuggle into his arms, and let him hold her. Let him kiss her. She shook her head, cheeks flushed.
"That wasn't nice."
"Not nice?" He growled, throwing away all control. "Do you want me to show you nice?" Inu-Yasha leaned over, pushing her back against the bed. This time the kiss was more certain. But as abruptly as he had started, he cut it off. "Kagome, what can I do to get you to come back? We all need you. I need you." Kagome looked away, blushing.
"I can't, Inu-Yasha. I wouldn't be safe with the jewel in your time, unless you." She cut off, then said softer, "But no. You've already pledged your life to Kikyo, I know where your number one priority is." But instead of reacting how Kagome would expect him, to she was shocked to hear anguish in his voice as he gripped the front of his shirt unconsciously, right over his heart, as she had seen him do so many times with Kikyo.
"No, Kagome, please! Kikyo. she's.. I may have promised to die for her, but I also told you I would protect you! I will never, even let Kikyo take me while you still need me." The pleading note in his voice caused her to tremble.. Always before he had saved this sort of thing for his former love, Kikyo, and now he was treating her in the same way. Still trembling she flew into his arms, shaking harder as the tears came. Tears of joy that he cared at least a little for her, tears of sadness that he would one day leave her for Kikyo, and tears for the overwhelming love that was enveloping her heart. He help her, tightly, chin nestled in her soft hair as she slowly drifted off to sleep, comforted by his strong embrace. When he was sure she was asleep he softly walked to the well and jumped through, mission accomplished.
a/n: so, how was it??? *looks anxious* If you people actually like my writing, I'd be happy to type more up, I've got two more chapters already written, and many, many more planned. Ok, well, ciao!