Chapter two:
They had been walking all day and the sun had just set. Kagome kept insisted that they find a place to camp and eat before it was to dark to see. So after yet another long and pointless argument they set up camp at small clearing near a softly flowing river. It was just Kagome and Inu Yasha for the time being, for Miroku and Sango had taken off after a different piece of the shattered Shokon Jewel.
The young girl quickly set about digging though her bag for her teapot, some instant ramen and sleeping bag, while dog boy went to gather wood and start a fire. Kagome set out her sleeping bag near the now cackling fire and started water boiling for the noodles. It was eerily silent, Kagome was still nervous about her erotic dream fetish being found out, and Inu chan was busy sulking about something or other. After dinner, they said good night and fell off to sleep.
Inu Yasha hadn't meant to fall asleep, but he couldn't help it. It had been days since they were far enough away from any other demons for him to even think about resting his eyes for even a second. Now out of reach of any conceivable threat, the young man could not help but to relax as the soothing sounds of the river and the gentle breeze coaxed him into a light slumber.
It was dark, although not so dark that his demon eyesight would have any trouble following the moonlit path; however it was still rather dark. He made his way through the trees, following the sounds of a stream not far away. The sight that met him at the end of the dirt path was not one that he had thought he would ever find. Before him stood a young woman bathing in the cold stream water. *Damn that. that woman!!* The aggravated dog boy thought. Carelessly he bit his lip, trying to repress the moan currently escaping him. The sight before the aroused demon was getting to be too much for him. Inuyasha soon found himself moving closer to the pale beauty bathing in the small river. The cold water fell lazily from her milky skin and enchanting curves as she turned slowly towards him. Her eyes were the grayish blue of clouds and her hair was silky black like that of a raven. His eyes went lower to admire her taut nipples appealing chest, which bounced lightly as she waked to the shore. He had his hands on the fastenings of his clothes and was already beginning to rip off the red fabric, which soon formed a messy pile near the shore. He lifted his hand, reaching out to touch her: soft, cool skin meat his expectant fingers. He ran his palms across her petite stomach and up to cup her supple breast.
They had been walking all day and the sun had just set. Kagome kept insisted that they find a place to camp and eat before it was to dark to see. So after yet another long and pointless argument they set up camp at small clearing near a softly flowing river. It was just Kagome and Inu Yasha for the time being, for Miroku and Sango had taken off after a different piece of the shattered Shokon Jewel.
The young girl quickly set about digging though her bag for her teapot, some instant ramen and sleeping bag, while dog boy went to gather wood and start a fire. Kagome set out her sleeping bag near the now cackling fire and started water boiling for the noodles. It was eerily silent, Kagome was still nervous about her erotic dream fetish being found out, and Inu chan was busy sulking about something or other. After dinner, they said good night and fell off to sleep.
Inu Yasha hadn't meant to fall asleep, but he couldn't help it. It had been days since they were far enough away from any other demons for him to even think about resting his eyes for even a second. Now out of reach of any conceivable threat, the young man could not help but to relax as the soothing sounds of the river and the gentle breeze coaxed him into a light slumber.
It was dark, although not so dark that his demon eyesight would have any trouble following the moonlit path; however it was still rather dark. He made his way through the trees, following the sounds of a stream not far away. The sight that met him at the end of the dirt path was not one that he had thought he would ever find. Before him stood a young woman bathing in the cold stream water. *Damn that. that woman!!* The aggravated dog boy thought. Carelessly he bit his lip, trying to repress the moan currently escaping him. The sight before the aroused demon was getting to be too much for him. Inuyasha soon found himself moving closer to the pale beauty bathing in the small river. The cold water fell lazily from her milky skin and enchanting curves as she turned slowly towards him. Her eyes were the grayish blue of clouds and her hair was silky black like that of a raven. His eyes went lower to admire her taut nipples appealing chest, which bounced lightly as she waked to the shore. He had his hands on the fastenings of his clothes and was already beginning to rip off the red fabric, which soon formed a messy pile near the shore. He lifted his hand, reaching out to touch her: soft, cool skin meat his expectant fingers. He ran his palms across her petite stomach and up to cup her supple breast.