AN: Two chapters in one day, and the night before a final none the less,
you guys are so lucky today ^_^ It seems my muse has returned from her
spa, looking quite lovely if I might add, and has blessed me with some
inspiration.
Oh yeah Minna I want to give a very happy birthday wish to The Perpetually Hyper One!! And just because you asked in your review (not that it wasn't time for some anyway), here's a fluffy chapter (it doesn't seem like it at the beginning, but it will get fluffy.I promise) As they say in my country, Tanti Auguri, enjoy the day, and live it up!!!
Lunatic Pandora: *laugh* Yeah, that would be a good idea,*mwah hah hah- Tetsusaiga is m-.*zap*-blasted sword-*zap*-%*&(%$ *zap*-oh fine, fine, you take the damned thing Inuyasha, I give up*
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I kicked a pebble at my feet and wiped my eyes furiously. How dare he!! Over and over, he keeps doing this to me, pulling me in and pushing me away. I bit my lip to keep the tears at bay. I had had enough of all of it.
"You can't keep doing this to me," I whispered to the air, as I trekked closer to the glow from the cavern. The air was still and I paused a moment before stepping into the room.
The sight that awaited me was beyond words. Carnage was an insult, slaughterhouse was too neat. The walls were literally painted red, casing a sickening glow over the water gleaming on the floor, if that was water.
I took a deep breath, trying to ignore the stench that filled the air, as I stepped carefully over to where the first shard was embedded in the wall. I grimaced at the moisture covering it, but closed my eyes, and toughened my spirit, reaching for a stone on the ground and chipping away at the cave wall around it. I tried desperately to ignore the splatters of liquid that struck my face.
I finally managed to knock away a piece of the wall and carefully pulled out the shard. It glowed red in my hand for just a second, and then blossomed into a beautiful white, purified. I sighed and carefully placed it in the small container I wore around my neck with the other shards, and went to work on the other two. I knew that my next stop would most defiantly be a trip to the nearest hot springs. I couldn't bear the smell of blood on my skin, that stale, cold smell that blood has, especially fresh blood that hangs in the air.
AN: I know this probably has made a few of you lose your lunch, Gomen.
I edged my way to the far back of the cavern, carefully avoid dark shadows on the ground that I really didn't want to think of its identity. This shard was barely visible, having embedded itself deeply in a crack in the wall. I sighed, and wiped my wrist along my forehead.
"Of course, you wouldn't make this any easier for me," I said, and reached for my chipping stone again, hoping I could make the hole a little wider. I took a step closer, and my foot slipped on something moist and solid. I fell hard to the ground, and landed in a puddle, which instantly soaked through my skirt, and splattered up my back.
"Kagome?!" I heard echoing in the cavern, and I stared up at the ceiling, "Anything else today, Kami-sama?" I sighed and rose to my feet.
"You might not want to come in here Inuyasha," I called back, and caught the flash of silver as he entered the cavern.
"Why the hell no..oooh," he said, his hand flying to his nose. I almost laughed, but I couldn't take him yelling at me anymore.
"Because of that," I said calmly and turned back to my work, shifting the stone in my hand and pressing close against the wall, making sure I didn't hit the shard itself. Sad and sick as it sounds, I was beginning to get used to the blood, I hadn't even noticed the fact that my skin was beginning to itch.
"Ehh, Kagome," I heard behind me, Inuyasha's muffled voice as he spoke through the sleeve of his haori.
"Not now Inuyasha, I'm doing my 'job'" I let the sarcasm slip in my voice, "You wouldn't want me to hit your precious shard and break it even smaller." He appeared at my side, and slipped his claws into the narrow crack, prying the shard from the crevice and handed it to me with an amused look in his eyes. I snatched the shard from his palm annoyed and stomped out of the cavern, clenching the shard tightly in my fist, feeling the points dig into my skin.
'Baka' I thought and heard the rustle of clothing as he quickly caught up to me, keeping pace with me. I ignored him, and tried to hurry out of the cave as quickly as I could. The sooner I could leave that scene behind, the happier I would most defiantly be.
"Oi, Kagome," Inuyasha said softly, and I didn't even glance at him, I was still furious. He grabbed my hand and before I could react, he pulled me into a tight embrace.
"I'm sorry," he whispered faintly in my ear, and my breath stopped in my throat. He was apologizing and hugging me, and my world became warm and wonderful. I blinked quickly and snapped out of my euphoric stupor and pushed him away harshly.
"No Inuyasha, I can't keep doing this. I can't keep taking all this from you, and then you think you can just hug me, and make me feel better, and I'll forgive you. I can't keep doing that, I love you to the stars and beyond, and sometimes I wonder why, but you're right, I'm only a weak human and I can't take it anymore." I bit my lip, I would not cry, I refused to cry, and I quickly turned to run. But he grabbed my arm again, "No Kagome, I really mean it," he said pleadingly, and I turned and saw the look of despair in his eyes, the lost look of abandonment that shined through the gold.
"Then prove it Inuyasha," I whispered and pulled away, running for daylight.
Miroku and Sango stared at me in horror completely unmasked on their face. I sighed, and walked to my bag, pulling out a change of clothing, and my bathing supplies.
"I need a bath," I said as calmly as I could manage, and glanced over my shoulder at Sango, "Care to join me? We'll probably be traveling very soon, since his lordship is shard hungry, and we might as well take advantage of the situation while we can." Inuyasha had emerged from the cave and heard my comments, and his ears drooped. I walked off into the woods, and Sango simply glanced back at Inuyasha, before grabbing her small bundle and ran after me. Kirara at her heels.
Kirara smelled out a clean pond and I gratefully shed my clothing, slightly remorseful at the thought of having to destroy another school uniform., but somehow I knew that I could never explain all the blood, and I didn't think I wanted to try. Sometimes it was just easier to burn it, and get a new one. I didn't even want to touch the thing again, burning it was probably the best course of action.
I slid into the water and immediately sank below the surface, scrubbing at my skin with sand from the bottom, trying to get the caked blood off. I surfaced only to breath, and submerged myself, till I was sure that my hair was sufficiently rinsed. Only when my skin tingled with my ministrations, did I stop scrubbing with the sand and reach for my soap. Sango soaked nearby, just watching me.
"Kagome-chan" she asked and I glanced at her, measuring out a small amount of shampoo and began scrubbing it into my hair.
"Hai?"
"Are you.alright?" she asked softly. I paused and nodded, "Yes, I'm fine, why?"
"Well, for one thing, you were rather upset going into the cave, and you came out covered in blood and looking rather fine with it, that is not like you."
I sighed, "Well, it was a little unavoidable, and after a while, I didn't have much of a choice, than to just ignore it. What good would getting worked up about it do me?"
Sango stared at me, "Kagome-chan, I have never heard you sound so-so," she paused, looking for the right word.
"Practical?" I filled in for her, and she blushed. I ducked under the water to wash the soap from my hair, enjoying the lavender scent that remained as I surfaced. I reached for a little bit of conditioner and ran it in my hair, before running my comb through my locks quickly.
"Ah, I feel human again, " I said cheerfully and Sango rose from the water, "I will meet you back at the camp. I don't think we will leave before morning comes, and if Inuyasha argues, I will knock him into compliance." I laughed and heard her dress and leave. With a sigh I moved over against a smooth rock and spread my hair behind me, to dry, as I simply soaked in the gentle water.
I must have fallen asleep, because I awoke to someone calling my name softly. I rubbed my eyes, and opened them, recognizing the voice.
"Inuyasha? Where are you?" I saw a pair of ear pop up slightly from behind a nearby rock.
"Here, and I wasn't spying on you, but you've been gone for a while, so Sango told me to come look for you. Don't sit me," he said, and there was almost a worried whine to his voice. "I didn't look, I promise!" I smiled faintly, "Alright, stay behind that rock till I tell you it's okay."
I quickly climbed out of the water, feeling very relaxed. I quickly dressed, thanking my mother silently for the foresight to give me another outfit. It was my favorite pair of jeans, with embroidered vines along the sides, and a sleeveless mini plaid shirt, that buttoned down the front and could be tied into a knot at the end.
"Alright," I said, and turned my back to him, reaching up to brush out my hair, when a pair of hands caught mine. I spun in his hands, in surprise, facing him. He smiled warmly, and I could feel the blush rising along my cheeks.
"Can I-" he said, and gently took the brush from my hand, turning me ballerina style with a small turn of his wrist. My back to him, he began to slowly and very carefully brush out my hair. I smiled softly and closed my eyes.
AN: Okay, listening to "Come what May" as I write this.as if it won't be fluffy enough, I have soundtrack!!!
I felt tantalizing shivers run down my back, with each stroke, and I sighed softly, feeling my knees grow weak. I heard something fall and I realized that it was my brush, but something was still slowly running itself through my hair. It was Inuyasha's hands. Gentle, clawed fingertips rubbed my scalp before slowly sliding strands of my hair between them, making a gentle trail down the back of my head, neck, and shoulders, then repeating again in a delicious cycle. They would sometimes start from the top of my head, and sometimes from my temples, all with pain staking slowness.
I was aware of warm breath against my ear, and lips pressed against the back of my collar, as the hands remained on my head, gently running themselves through just the hair on my scalp. I couldn't resist and I sighed a little louder. A gentle chuckle echoed along my skin and I almost died right then and there, happy as I could possibly dream to be.
"Weak human, having trouble standing?" he muttered, and I blinked in surprise. 'Weak human!' That wonderful warm feeling died rather quickly and I resisted a huff. Damn him, he did it again! I stepped away quickly, and tried to walk back to camp, but he grabbed my shoulders and pulled me to face him.
'You're really asking for it,' I thought furiously and put on my most stubborn face as he tilted my chin upwards so that I was forced to look into his face. What I saw there, stopped my heart, and then made it begin a gallop in my chest. He had a sexy, seductive smile on his lips, and his eyes were glowing rich golden brown. I had seen that look on his face before, when he fought, and was sure of victory. It was smug and confident, but this version was different, he was infused with something. And staring into his eyes, I didn't really care what it was, I only knew how it made me feel. Absolutely wonderful.
"Angry already?" he said playfully and I frowned, "Don't you think you can get away with insulting me again so easily," I muttered, unable to tear my gaze from his. He chuckled softly and wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me close. I could feel his strong arm holding me there, preventing me from even thinking about trying to pull away.. He dipped his head down, and silken lips brushed my neck.
"Forgive me?" he whispered on my skin, sending a whole new wave of shivers down my back. I tried to answer, but my voice was just as stunned as the rest of me. He laughed gently and kissed my neck again, this time a little lower, and heat coursed up my neck, flushing my cheeks red. He continued this sensual teasing on my skin, till eventually a bit of my voice unfroze, and I opened my lips to speak.
"Inu-" I got out as he lifted his head and stole the rest of his name from my lips, with a soft kiss. That was when my knees called it quits, and walked out on me, leaving me to droop in his arms. He laughed and wrapped his arms around my waist, breaking the kiss.
"I.." I whispered and he laughed, helping me regain my footing. "Yes?"
"Inuyasha, remind me to get mad at you more often," I said in one quick breath and he spun me around quickly. "I'd prefer you didn't get mad at me, and we just make up for no reason what so ever," he said mischievously and I grinned.
"Sounds perfect," I said as he enveloped me into another soul-searching kiss. After coming up, only because our lungs demanded replenishing, he settled down against the base of a tree, and I curled up in his embrace, enjoying the quiet between us.
"This is almost too perfect, no Shippou rushing in, no Miroku spying, no Naraku detachment trying to cause trouble," I whispered, and he smirked. "You can't enjoy the moment without thinking of everything wrong, can you?"
I stared at him, "Well, I wish I could, but there's always something," I began and he ran a hand through my hair gently, "Forget about all that for the moment, and just be here," he lowered his head to mine and I eagerly pressed my lips to his. This time, I was more demanding, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him closer, and when his lips parted at the smile, I tentively ran the tip of my tongue over his lips, feeling one fang that was sticking out. He blinked in surprise and returned the gesture, and we parted our lips to each other. I marveled at how soft his mouth was, and how full his lips were. I never thought of it in this light, but he had beautiful lips.
A soft growl escaped his throat and his arms tightened around me. I felt a shiver of air brush over my skin and I pulled back slightly. His eyes grew sad and he loosened his grip.
"I told you," he whispered, and stared at him, 'That was.."
"The youkai," he murmured, and lowered his gaze. I grabbed his chin and lifted his lips to mine again, breaking only to whisper, "I've told you Inuyasha, I love all of you." The air brushed against my skin again, and his eyes took on that bright glow. A low rumble filled his chest and I reached up, slowly brushing my fingers through his silky mane.
"Shhh, " I whispered and felt his grip tighten even more. Carefully I removed my hand. "What is it?"
He spoke, a rough strained voice, "You know." he said and a blush crept to his cheeks. I ran a hand along the flush and smiled.
"I'm honored," I whispered, and rested my head against his shoulder. "Then that's enough for tonight, I won't do anything to make it worse," I said gently. "Shall I go back to the camp, and leave you to bathe?"
"NO!" he said, perhaps a little too loudly, "No, I'm- I'm fine, just stay with me tonight," he whispered and pulled me close, wrapping his arms around me. The long sleeves of his haori worked wonderfully as a blanket and we both drifted off to sleep, a deep dreamless sleep, for all our greatest dreams had been fulfilled that day.
AN: Hmmm.I hope this lives up to everyone's expectation.Happy Birthday Hyper One!!
Oh yeah Minna I want to give a very happy birthday wish to The Perpetually Hyper One!! And just because you asked in your review (not that it wasn't time for some anyway), here's a fluffy chapter (it doesn't seem like it at the beginning, but it will get fluffy.I promise) As they say in my country, Tanti Auguri, enjoy the day, and live it up!!!
Lunatic Pandora: *laugh* Yeah, that would be a good idea,*mwah hah hah- Tetsusaiga is m-.*zap*-blasted sword-*zap*-%*&(%$ *zap*-oh fine, fine, you take the damned thing Inuyasha, I give up*
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I kicked a pebble at my feet and wiped my eyes furiously. How dare he!! Over and over, he keeps doing this to me, pulling me in and pushing me away. I bit my lip to keep the tears at bay. I had had enough of all of it.
"You can't keep doing this to me," I whispered to the air, as I trekked closer to the glow from the cavern. The air was still and I paused a moment before stepping into the room.
The sight that awaited me was beyond words. Carnage was an insult, slaughterhouse was too neat. The walls were literally painted red, casing a sickening glow over the water gleaming on the floor, if that was water.
I took a deep breath, trying to ignore the stench that filled the air, as I stepped carefully over to where the first shard was embedded in the wall. I grimaced at the moisture covering it, but closed my eyes, and toughened my spirit, reaching for a stone on the ground and chipping away at the cave wall around it. I tried desperately to ignore the splatters of liquid that struck my face.
I finally managed to knock away a piece of the wall and carefully pulled out the shard. It glowed red in my hand for just a second, and then blossomed into a beautiful white, purified. I sighed and carefully placed it in the small container I wore around my neck with the other shards, and went to work on the other two. I knew that my next stop would most defiantly be a trip to the nearest hot springs. I couldn't bear the smell of blood on my skin, that stale, cold smell that blood has, especially fresh blood that hangs in the air.
AN: I know this probably has made a few of you lose your lunch, Gomen.
I edged my way to the far back of the cavern, carefully avoid dark shadows on the ground that I really didn't want to think of its identity. This shard was barely visible, having embedded itself deeply in a crack in the wall. I sighed, and wiped my wrist along my forehead.
"Of course, you wouldn't make this any easier for me," I said, and reached for my chipping stone again, hoping I could make the hole a little wider. I took a step closer, and my foot slipped on something moist and solid. I fell hard to the ground, and landed in a puddle, which instantly soaked through my skirt, and splattered up my back.
"Kagome?!" I heard echoing in the cavern, and I stared up at the ceiling, "Anything else today, Kami-sama?" I sighed and rose to my feet.
"You might not want to come in here Inuyasha," I called back, and caught the flash of silver as he entered the cavern.
"Why the hell no..oooh," he said, his hand flying to his nose. I almost laughed, but I couldn't take him yelling at me anymore.
"Because of that," I said calmly and turned back to my work, shifting the stone in my hand and pressing close against the wall, making sure I didn't hit the shard itself. Sad and sick as it sounds, I was beginning to get used to the blood, I hadn't even noticed the fact that my skin was beginning to itch.
"Ehh, Kagome," I heard behind me, Inuyasha's muffled voice as he spoke through the sleeve of his haori.
"Not now Inuyasha, I'm doing my 'job'" I let the sarcasm slip in my voice, "You wouldn't want me to hit your precious shard and break it even smaller." He appeared at my side, and slipped his claws into the narrow crack, prying the shard from the crevice and handed it to me with an amused look in his eyes. I snatched the shard from his palm annoyed and stomped out of the cavern, clenching the shard tightly in my fist, feeling the points dig into my skin.
'Baka' I thought and heard the rustle of clothing as he quickly caught up to me, keeping pace with me. I ignored him, and tried to hurry out of the cave as quickly as I could. The sooner I could leave that scene behind, the happier I would most defiantly be.
"Oi, Kagome," Inuyasha said softly, and I didn't even glance at him, I was still furious. He grabbed my hand and before I could react, he pulled me into a tight embrace.
"I'm sorry," he whispered faintly in my ear, and my breath stopped in my throat. He was apologizing and hugging me, and my world became warm and wonderful. I blinked quickly and snapped out of my euphoric stupor and pushed him away harshly.
"No Inuyasha, I can't keep doing this. I can't keep taking all this from you, and then you think you can just hug me, and make me feel better, and I'll forgive you. I can't keep doing that, I love you to the stars and beyond, and sometimes I wonder why, but you're right, I'm only a weak human and I can't take it anymore." I bit my lip, I would not cry, I refused to cry, and I quickly turned to run. But he grabbed my arm again, "No Kagome, I really mean it," he said pleadingly, and I turned and saw the look of despair in his eyes, the lost look of abandonment that shined through the gold.
"Then prove it Inuyasha," I whispered and pulled away, running for daylight.
Miroku and Sango stared at me in horror completely unmasked on their face. I sighed, and walked to my bag, pulling out a change of clothing, and my bathing supplies.
"I need a bath," I said as calmly as I could manage, and glanced over my shoulder at Sango, "Care to join me? We'll probably be traveling very soon, since his lordship is shard hungry, and we might as well take advantage of the situation while we can." Inuyasha had emerged from the cave and heard my comments, and his ears drooped. I walked off into the woods, and Sango simply glanced back at Inuyasha, before grabbing her small bundle and ran after me. Kirara at her heels.
Kirara smelled out a clean pond and I gratefully shed my clothing, slightly remorseful at the thought of having to destroy another school uniform., but somehow I knew that I could never explain all the blood, and I didn't think I wanted to try. Sometimes it was just easier to burn it, and get a new one. I didn't even want to touch the thing again, burning it was probably the best course of action.
I slid into the water and immediately sank below the surface, scrubbing at my skin with sand from the bottom, trying to get the caked blood off. I surfaced only to breath, and submerged myself, till I was sure that my hair was sufficiently rinsed. Only when my skin tingled with my ministrations, did I stop scrubbing with the sand and reach for my soap. Sango soaked nearby, just watching me.
"Kagome-chan" she asked and I glanced at her, measuring out a small amount of shampoo and began scrubbing it into my hair.
"Hai?"
"Are you.alright?" she asked softly. I paused and nodded, "Yes, I'm fine, why?"
"Well, for one thing, you were rather upset going into the cave, and you came out covered in blood and looking rather fine with it, that is not like you."
I sighed, "Well, it was a little unavoidable, and after a while, I didn't have much of a choice, than to just ignore it. What good would getting worked up about it do me?"
Sango stared at me, "Kagome-chan, I have never heard you sound so-so," she paused, looking for the right word.
"Practical?" I filled in for her, and she blushed. I ducked under the water to wash the soap from my hair, enjoying the lavender scent that remained as I surfaced. I reached for a little bit of conditioner and ran it in my hair, before running my comb through my locks quickly.
"Ah, I feel human again, " I said cheerfully and Sango rose from the water, "I will meet you back at the camp. I don't think we will leave before morning comes, and if Inuyasha argues, I will knock him into compliance." I laughed and heard her dress and leave. With a sigh I moved over against a smooth rock and spread my hair behind me, to dry, as I simply soaked in the gentle water.
I must have fallen asleep, because I awoke to someone calling my name softly. I rubbed my eyes, and opened them, recognizing the voice.
"Inuyasha? Where are you?" I saw a pair of ear pop up slightly from behind a nearby rock.
"Here, and I wasn't spying on you, but you've been gone for a while, so Sango told me to come look for you. Don't sit me," he said, and there was almost a worried whine to his voice. "I didn't look, I promise!" I smiled faintly, "Alright, stay behind that rock till I tell you it's okay."
I quickly climbed out of the water, feeling very relaxed. I quickly dressed, thanking my mother silently for the foresight to give me another outfit. It was my favorite pair of jeans, with embroidered vines along the sides, and a sleeveless mini plaid shirt, that buttoned down the front and could be tied into a knot at the end.
"Alright," I said, and turned my back to him, reaching up to brush out my hair, when a pair of hands caught mine. I spun in his hands, in surprise, facing him. He smiled warmly, and I could feel the blush rising along my cheeks.
"Can I-" he said, and gently took the brush from my hand, turning me ballerina style with a small turn of his wrist. My back to him, he began to slowly and very carefully brush out my hair. I smiled softly and closed my eyes.
AN: Okay, listening to "Come what May" as I write this.as if it won't be fluffy enough, I have soundtrack!!!
I felt tantalizing shivers run down my back, with each stroke, and I sighed softly, feeling my knees grow weak. I heard something fall and I realized that it was my brush, but something was still slowly running itself through my hair. It was Inuyasha's hands. Gentle, clawed fingertips rubbed my scalp before slowly sliding strands of my hair between them, making a gentle trail down the back of my head, neck, and shoulders, then repeating again in a delicious cycle. They would sometimes start from the top of my head, and sometimes from my temples, all with pain staking slowness.
I was aware of warm breath against my ear, and lips pressed against the back of my collar, as the hands remained on my head, gently running themselves through just the hair on my scalp. I couldn't resist and I sighed a little louder. A gentle chuckle echoed along my skin and I almost died right then and there, happy as I could possibly dream to be.
"Weak human, having trouble standing?" he muttered, and I blinked in surprise. 'Weak human!' That wonderful warm feeling died rather quickly and I resisted a huff. Damn him, he did it again! I stepped away quickly, and tried to walk back to camp, but he grabbed my shoulders and pulled me to face him.
'You're really asking for it,' I thought furiously and put on my most stubborn face as he tilted my chin upwards so that I was forced to look into his face. What I saw there, stopped my heart, and then made it begin a gallop in my chest. He had a sexy, seductive smile on his lips, and his eyes were glowing rich golden brown. I had seen that look on his face before, when he fought, and was sure of victory. It was smug and confident, but this version was different, he was infused with something. And staring into his eyes, I didn't really care what it was, I only knew how it made me feel. Absolutely wonderful.
"Angry already?" he said playfully and I frowned, "Don't you think you can get away with insulting me again so easily," I muttered, unable to tear my gaze from his. He chuckled softly and wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me close. I could feel his strong arm holding me there, preventing me from even thinking about trying to pull away.. He dipped his head down, and silken lips brushed my neck.
"Forgive me?" he whispered on my skin, sending a whole new wave of shivers down my back. I tried to answer, but my voice was just as stunned as the rest of me. He laughed gently and kissed my neck again, this time a little lower, and heat coursed up my neck, flushing my cheeks red. He continued this sensual teasing on my skin, till eventually a bit of my voice unfroze, and I opened my lips to speak.
"Inu-" I got out as he lifted his head and stole the rest of his name from my lips, with a soft kiss. That was when my knees called it quits, and walked out on me, leaving me to droop in his arms. He laughed and wrapped his arms around my waist, breaking the kiss.
"I.." I whispered and he laughed, helping me regain my footing. "Yes?"
"Inuyasha, remind me to get mad at you more often," I said in one quick breath and he spun me around quickly. "I'd prefer you didn't get mad at me, and we just make up for no reason what so ever," he said mischievously and I grinned.
"Sounds perfect," I said as he enveloped me into another soul-searching kiss. After coming up, only because our lungs demanded replenishing, he settled down against the base of a tree, and I curled up in his embrace, enjoying the quiet between us.
"This is almost too perfect, no Shippou rushing in, no Miroku spying, no Naraku detachment trying to cause trouble," I whispered, and he smirked. "You can't enjoy the moment without thinking of everything wrong, can you?"
I stared at him, "Well, I wish I could, but there's always something," I began and he ran a hand through my hair gently, "Forget about all that for the moment, and just be here," he lowered his head to mine and I eagerly pressed my lips to his. This time, I was more demanding, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him closer, and when his lips parted at the smile, I tentively ran the tip of my tongue over his lips, feeling one fang that was sticking out. He blinked in surprise and returned the gesture, and we parted our lips to each other. I marveled at how soft his mouth was, and how full his lips were. I never thought of it in this light, but he had beautiful lips.
A soft growl escaped his throat and his arms tightened around me. I felt a shiver of air brush over my skin and I pulled back slightly. His eyes grew sad and he loosened his grip.
"I told you," he whispered, and stared at him, 'That was.."
"The youkai," he murmured, and lowered his gaze. I grabbed his chin and lifted his lips to mine again, breaking only to whisper, "I've told you Inuyasha, I love all of you." The air brushed against my skin again, and his eyes took on that bright glow. A low rumble filled his chest and I reached up, slowly brushing my fingers through his silky mane.
"Shhh, " I whispered and felt his grip tighten even more. Carefully I removed my hand. "What is it?"
He spoke, a rough strained voice, "You know." he said and a blush crept to his cheeks. I ran a hand along the flush and smiled.
"I'm honored," I whispered, and rested my head against his shoulder. "Then that's enough for tonight, I won't do anything to make it worse," I said gently. "Shall I go back to the camp, and leave you to bathe?"
"NO!" he said, perhaps a little too loudly, "No, I'm- I'm fine, just stay with me tonight," he whispered and pulled me close, wrapping his arms around me. The long sleeves of his haori worked wonderfully as a blanket and we both drifted off to sleep, a deep dreamless sleep, for all our greatest dreams had been fulfilled that day.
AN: Hmmm.I hope this lives up to everyone's expectation.Happy Birthday Hyper One!!