"Inu Yasha... I love you too." Inu Yasha felt his heart swell as she said
those words.
Inu Yasha knew that he couldn't bear her leaving, but he was going to have to. He needed her so bad, in ways that he couldn't even explain to himself. How could he show her that without embarrassing himself?
Inu Yasha didn't think as he slowly removed his fire rat kimono and spread it out on the forest floor. He slowly eased Kagome down onto it, caressing her pale face. Kagome felt a rush in her heart as he slowly kissed her pulling at her clothes. At the same time her hands fumbled to remove his white kimono, while she simply gave up all the times she had learned to say, 'no' in school. This was different, she was an adult now, 18, and Inu Yasha was special.
Miroku peeked through the bushes into the lake where Sango was bathing, oblivious that she was being watched by the monk. Shippo sat a distance away from him, looking disgusted.
"Miroku you're a perverted monk.I'm going to tell Kagome." Shippo hopped off into the forest. Miroku with one last peek at Sango ran after him.
"Shippo wait!"
Shippo reached the campsite only to find that both of them were gone. Miroku came panting after him, a look of relief when he saw that Kagome wasn't anywhere near.
Shippo walked over to the monk. "Where do you think that they could be?"
Miroku smiled. "I guess we'll just have to wait till they get back then..and while we wait I need to have a little talk with you." Shippo looked anxiously at him wondering what the little talk would be about.
Later Kagome lay curled up next to Inu Yasha. He pulled his robes over them to keep them warm against the night's chill air. She sighed contently in her sleep as Inu Yasha gently ran his fingers against her bare skin. Inu Yasha had never felt so strongly for anyone else before, even Kikyo. Kagome was different the Kikyo. Kagome was so much..so much...Inu Yasha couldn't even think of the words to describe it. How could he describe his feelings towards her? She was so special to him even if she was just a weak human. She was more to him. And that's why he knew he had to leave her. She had a future ahead of her, in her own time. It was where she belonged, not with him. He had this one time with her, where he could hold nothing back, and that should be enough. But it wasn't for Inu Yasha. He wanted to spend all his time with her; he would give up anything for her because she had accepted him and loved him back. She had accepted him for what he was; she hadn't asked him to change. He held the shicon jewel in his hand and gazed at it. He would change into a human for her, if she asked it. He would give it all up, but Inu Yasha knew that even if he did he couldn't be with her. Slowly he untangled himself from her and pulled on his clothes. He left her wrapped in his fire rat kimono under the tree. He hoped she would be alright, but he knew that he had to leave now because he knew later he wouldn't be able to. Then off into the night he ran, as far as he could get away.
Kagome woke up a couple hours later to find that Inu Yasha had gone. She quickly got dressed and headed back to the campsite, his kimono in her hand. She clenched it nervously when she saw that Inu Yasha wasn't there. Where was he?
Miroku was getting verbally and physically beaten by Sango. It seemed like Shippo had told her about him spying on her. But Sango stopped as she saw Kagome standing there nervously there, with Inu Yasha's kimono in hand.
"Kagome, what's wrong? Why do you have Inu Yasha's kimono in your hand? Where's Inu Yasha?"
Kagome sat down hard on the ground and clasped his robe against her face. She didn't say anything as she soaked herself in his smell. She knew now that he had left her. He hadn't even said goodbye. But at least she would always remember the one night that they had spent together. And she would always have his kimono to remember him by. She cried like she never cried before, the tears pouring down her face like there wasn't an end. There wasn't anything that Sango or anyone else could do for her. She knew that even though she couldn't be with Inu Yasha there wouldn't be any other man in her life. That was what she swore to herself. No matter how lonely she got, she would never even think of another man.
Inu Yasha knew that he couldn't bear her leaving, but he was going to have to. He needed her so bad, in ways that he couldn't even explain to himself. How could he show her that without embarrassing himself?
Inu Yasha didn't think as he slowly removed his fire rat kimono and spread it out on the forest floor. He slowly eased Kagome down onto it, caressing her pale face. Kagome felt a rush in her heart as he slowly kissed her pulling at her clothes. At the same time her hands fumbled to remove his white kimono, while she simply gave up all the times she had learned to say, 'no' in school. This was different, she was an adult now, 18, and Inu Yasha was special.
Miroku peeked through the bushes into the lake where Sango was bathing, oblivious that she was being watched by the monk. Shippo sat a distance away from him, looking disgusted.
"Miroku you're a perverted monk.I'm going to tell Kagome." Shippo hopped off into the forest. Miroku with one last peek at Sango ran after him.
"Shippo wait!"
Shippo reached the campsite only to find that both of them were gone. Miroku came panting after him, a look of relief when he saw that Kagome wasn't anywhere near.
Shippo walked over to the monk. "Where do you think that they could be?"
Miroku smiled. "I guess we'll just have to wait till they get back then..and while we wait I need to have a little talk with you." Shippo looked anxiously at him wondering what the little talk would be about.
Later Kagome lay curled up next to Inu Yasha. He pulled his robes over them to keep them warm against the night's chill air. She sighed contently in her sleep as Inu Yasha gently ran his fingers against her bare skin. Inu Yasha had never felt so strongly for anyone else before, even Kikyo. Kagome was different the Kikyo. Kagome was so much..so much...Inu Yasha couldn't even think of the words to describe it. How could he describe his feelings towards her? She was so special to him even if she was just a weak human. She was more to him. And that's why he knew he had to leave her. She had a future ahead of her, in her own time. It was where she belonged, not with him. He had this one time with her, where he could hold nothing back, and that should be enough. But it wasn't for Inu Yasha. He wanted to spend all his time with her; he would give up anything for her because she had accepted him and loved him back. She had accepted him for what he was; she hadn't asked him to change. He held the shicon jewel in his hand and gazed at it. He would change into a human for her, if she asked it. He would give it all up, but Inu Yasha knew that even if he did he couldn't be with her. Slowly he untangled himself from her and pulled on his clothes. He left her wrapped in his fire rat kimono under the tree. He hoped she would be alright, but he knew that he had to leave now because he knew later he wouldn't be able to. Then off into the night he ran, as far as he could get away.
Kagome woke up a couple hours later to find that Inu Yasha had gone. She quickly got dressed and headed back to the campsite, his kimono in her hand. She clenched it nervously when she saw that Inu Yasha wasn't there. Where was he?
Miroku was getting verbally and physically beaten by Sango. It seemed like Shippo had told her about him spying on her. But Sango stopped as she saw Kagome standing there nervously there, with Inu Yasha's kimono in hand.
"Kagome, what's wrong? Why do you have Inu Yasha's kimono in your hand? Where's Inu Yasha?"
Kagome sat down hard on the ground and clasped his robe against her face. She didn't say anything as she soaked herself in his smell. She knew now that he had left her. He hadn't even said goodbye. But at least she would always remember the one night that they had spent together. And she would always have his kimono to remember him by. She cried like she never cried before, the tears pouring down her face like there wasn't an end. There wasn't anything that Sango or anyone else could do for her. She knew that even though she couldn't be with Inu Yasha there wouldn't be any other man in her life. That was what she swore to herself. No matter how lonely she got, she would never even think of another man.