Demon Body, Human Heart
By DemonSaya
Disclaimer: Okay, I dun own any of these characters, I'm borrowing them, and I promised that I'd return them. Well...I promised because Inuyasha's rather mad that I kidnapped them for awhile and I'm afraid he may pull out his sword and demolish me...Please don't sue me, I already have a pmsing adolescent half-demon to deal with!
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Chapter 6: The Second Sighting
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Rin awoke to find the room filled with the scents of delicious foods, and flowers. She sat slowly, her big, innocent, child-like eyes looking around. She saw one of Kagome's friends, the one called Sango sitting nearby cleaning out a rag. She smiled brightly. "Ohayo, Sango-sama! Where is Sesshoumaru-sama?"
Sango jumped, turning towards the girl with a questioning expression. "He left awhile ago. Was muttering something about not smelling his 'no-good, lame excuse for a demon, half-brother'. He should be back soon."
Rin nodded content.
Deep down, Sango envied the girl. There was such unbelievable trust in her. She could believe in everything Sesshoumaru told her without a second thought, and would obey him implicitly. Perhaps that was the difference between girl and woman. Sango sighed, stirring the fire and sighing heavily. "Alas, we all will all loose such innocence." She said softly, shaking her head.
Rin made a giggle and crawled over. "What do you mean, Sango-sama?" She knelt beside the woman, smiling brightly, with sweetness.
Sango sighed, looking into the flames. There was no need for the fire, but it was a monotonous chore that gave her something to do. "Well, even though alot of us don't want to, events make us grow up quicker than we'd like. Especially with women and girls."
Confusion covered the girls face, the kind that proved just how innocent someone really was. "I still don't understand."
"Rin..." Sango smiled. "As you grow up, you reach a time where you just...aren't the same as you are now."
"Not me!" Rin said cheerfully. "Sesshoumaru-sama commands it of me. I'll never grow up. If it's what he wants!"
The older girls eyes softened. "You love your Sesshoumaru-sama very much don't you, Rin..." She said gently stroaking the girls hair. At the girls nod, a tear ran down Sango's face.
Rin lifted a tiny hand and touched it. "Why is Sango-sama crying?"
Sango laughed, shaking her head, wiping away the tears. "I wish I could return to my innocence...I wish I could go back to the days when I could love someone without question, when I could have a light heart without even trying..." She curled up, tears rolling down her face.
She didn't know that Miroku was standing beside the window, standing guard over the hut, his ears hearing every word she said. He stared up into the cloudless, dusty sky, his face slightly sad. He understood her feelings. How many times had he wished he could go back to those carefree days before his father had died?
It must have been close to a thousand.
He sighed, gripping his staff tighter with the hand that was protectively wrapped in a rosary. Not for his protection, but for the protection of the innocents around him, for protection of his friends. For protection of Sango.
He looked down at that hand, sighing heavily. Knowing that he could never truely have Sango didn't help him very much. He could understand how she wished she could love freely, for he wished for the same thing. He wasn't free to love anyone, because when his rosary swallowed him up, as it had his father, and his father's father, he would leave them alone.
As he'd been left alone.
With a sigh, he pushed himself away from the hut, and began walking towards the village. The fires were almost out, but there were still a few that were going. He should help them.
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Inuyasha climbed out of the well, covered in soot, his face tired, infinately tired. He leaned against it for several long moments before he forced himself to climb the stairs leading towards the exit of the well- house. He wasn't really looking forward to this. How could he tell her family what had happened? How could he see the disappointment that Inuyasha had let their only daughter nearly die?
He closed his eyes, walking towards the house, his bare feet not feeling the heat of the stones. He was numb. He felt numb, and knew that it was just a matter of time till all this numbness increased to encase his whole being.
He shuddered. If she didn't wake up soon, he was going to crack, and then he would hurt her, or himself, or someone else. He shook his head furiously, clenching his hands into fists. It was all going to be fine. It HAD to be. She simply couldn't die on him. He'd never let her. She knew that. She wouldn't die, she wouldn't leave him alone.
He paused at the front door of the Higurashi Shrine, his entire body trembling with doubt. Should he? Could he? He was about to raise his hand to knock, but the door opened before he got the chance and he saw Kagome's mother there, with a startled expression on her face. "Uh..."
Sensing his awkwardness, she ushered him inside, and pulled him into the bathroom, handing him a towel. "Here, wipe your face. You're covered in dust and soot." She said gently, watching him carefully. "Kagome isn't here, Inuyasha. She went back to your time."
"I know." He said back, his hands shaking at what he had to tell the older woman. "Kagome...okay, I guess she told you we're in the middle of a drought?" He watched as she nodded. "You're gonna wanna sit down." He chose his words carefully, his face worried.
She walked out of the bathroom and sat in a chair at the kitchen table. "Okay?"
"Kagome was in the forest today..." He began, his voice giving a little bit of a tremor. "And we had a forest fire." At seeing the panic and worry on the woman's face, he hurried to console her. "She's alive, but she's unconsious." He swallowed, seeing the relief spread across her face once again.
"Have I to thank for you, Inuyasha?" She asked, smiling gently. It was a motherly smile that made Inuyasha feel proud of himself.
"Y-yes..." He lowered his face.
She stood, and put a hand on his face, then pecked his cheek lightly. "I am greatful. Thank you for taking care of my daughter. I'm very greatful."
He blushed, staring at her in confused shock. "Huh?"
Mrs. Higurashi giggled, shooing him to the door. "Go take care of her. You're getting dirt all over my floor!"
He looked down, and blinked, then realized there was a black trail into the kitchen. "EEP! I-I'm-"
She waved a hand. "I needed to mop anyways. Go. Before you make a bigger mess." She teased.
He ran. I'm NEVER going to understand women! He thought, sweatdropping, his head shaking. When he was back in the wellhouse, he stood there a moment longer, taking the time to smell Kagome's time. It reaked of polution, but her scent lingered, hanging in the air, even though it had been a few days since she had last been there.
He closed his eyes, inhaling deeply. He was dragging his feet, he knew, but he couldn't help it. He was trying to figure out what was keeping here here. Why she would be returning here after the mission was over. The only answer was a boy. That's what it had to be.
With a heaved sigh, he jumped into the well, and landed on the other side. He'd grown used to going through the well by now and the feeling that you were on some kind of ride was over now. He wondered if that's how Kagome felt when she rode on his back. He shrugged, heading back to the hut slowly.
He wouldn't deny that ven he had to think sometimes. Now was one of those times. Besides, he knew that Kagome was safe. She was with Sango and Rin in the hut, and Miroku and Sesshoumaru were in the village.
He stopped abruptly. Had he actually imagined that Sesshoumaru may protect his woman?! He blinked. What was WITH him today?! His thoughts bothered him deeply. Since when had Sesshoumaru been someone he'd been able to count on? And since when was Kagome HIS woman?
He sighed, looking at the singed grass, and realized abruptly that he was at the Goshinboku tree. This tree held so many memories. Kikyou had pinned him here with her arrows more than once, had sat here once and they'd spoken. She'd sealed him here.
And when he awoke, she had died. Kagome released him, awakened him. She'd treated him with a kindness unparallel to any other human being. She'd taught him how to live, what it meant to love. How to be a friend.
He shivered, resting his hand against the ancient bark. Kagome had this in her time as well. It was on her property.
He caressed the tree, as if it were an old friend. He'd always thought such deep thoughts here. This was where everything happened. Where it all began.
It was even where they'd found Kagome and Rin, Kagome shielding the younger girl with her own body to protect her from the flames.
She was so brave.
He sighed heavily, remembering Kaede's word. "If Kagome's power is greater than onee-sama's...it might kill her." But Kagome couldn't possibly die. She was too strong, too brave, and certainely too careful. She knew he needed her, even if he hadn't admitted it yet. He turned from the tree to go see if she'd awoken yet.
He looked down at the singed grass, and sighed heavily. He wouldn't admit it, but he was worried about her. He always worried. She was so precious, but she didn't even realize how much she meant to him.
Then again, his mouth probably didn't help that much. Not that her sit did either. He smiled, sighing. Even though he wouldn't admit it, he didn't really need the collar anymore. He could have pulled it off on his first night as a human. It was more symbolic than anything else. It was one of the only things that forced them to remain together, that forced him to become the servant of her will.
She didn't know that the control she had on him had nothing to do with the necklace.
The only thing that tied them together more strongly was the Shikon no Tama. The jewel had been the only thing that had kept him beside her long enough to get to know her. Now that he did, he was greatful that she'd shattered it.
When he reached the edge of the forest, he looked down over the village, his eyes proud. Although no one thought of him in such a way, he was. He was proud for once in his life, proud that he had a human mother. It proved that he had a trace of humanity in him. He walked down into the village, his face almost soothed from the normal scowl.
Until he reached Kaede's hut.
On the roof, there hundreds of them, black feathered birds, scavengers.
Crows.
Panic filled him and he burst into the hut, past a confused Rin and Sango and into the back room. Kagome was laying on the ground.
He fell to his knees beside her, groping for a pulse, finding one beating steadily in her neck. Her chest rose and fell in sighed breaths, her lips were still that sweet pink, her skin the color of sakura petals, but tinged slightly with soot from being inside of the forest when it had caught fire. His breath rasped in and out of him and a greatful sob wracked his body. He put his hands into his face, crying, and unashamed.
Kagome woke to the soft sound of sobs, and for a moment, wondered if she was an undead ghost. Opening her eyes, she found her white-haired demon companion beside her, his face in his hands, his shoulders shaking. She tried to speak, but found that her throat was dry, and crackly. Instead, she gently reached out and touched his hair. To her suprise, it was smooth and silken, and slipped through her fingers like water.
His face jerked up and he stared at her. "Ka...go...me...?" He whispered, his lips turning up into a smile. He grabbed her wrist, and pulled her up and against him in one strong, yet gentle movement.
She squeaked, shocked. Suddenly, she was against his chest, his arms were around her and his face was buried into her shoulder. She couldn't help melting into the embrace. She rested her cheek against his strong shoulder, her face turned into his neck.
Suddenly, he pulled away and went over to her bag and pulled out a dusty waterbottle, and uncapped it, bringing it to her. He watched as she drained almost half of it. Then, gently, he pulled it away, and pulled her into his arms again. "Thank gods..." He murmered into her hair, stroaking her back. "I was so scared...you...I thought you were dead when we found you..."
"Rin...? Is she...?" Kagome rasped, wincing at the sound of her own voice.
"She's alive. She woke earlier today." He murmered. Sesshoumaru got her a few moments after she passed out."
She nodded, relieved, but she didn't speak again.
He continued to hold her, his entire body trembling with relief and need. He pulled back slightly and tangled his hands in her hair, touching her face and shoulders, looking all over her, his face a mask of relief. "Are you feeling okay?" He asked, giving an uneasy sniffle. "Is there anything you need?"
She stared at him in confusion. He was totally different than he'd been. So completely different. Yet, the change made her love him even more than she already had. "A...a little more water." She whispered. She watched as he reached for the water without looking.
His hand hit it and it was sent spilling across the wooden floor.
They both reached to tilt it back up, and their hands touched just slightly. Kagome's hand shook and she met his gaze, suprised to find him looking at her in a way no one had looked at her before. She felt her breath quicken and her face flush and forced herself to look away. She picked up the bottle and set it up on it's bottom. As she pulled her hand back, he grabbed it, lifting it to his lips and pressing a tender kiss to her palm. An awkward flush colored her face and she looked at him abruptly. "I...Inuyasha..." She whispered, feeling her heart throb.
He lifted his eyes at her, wishing he could capture those barely parted lips, and hold them to his indefinately. He slit his hand along her arm, up her shoulder and to her face. "Kagome..." He murmered, his voice sounding husky, even to him.
She trembled slightly under that gaze, feeling the tension between them, feeling the need and desire emenating from him, from herself. She shuddered slightly, and embraced him, looking down his chest. "Why were you crying when I awoke?" She asked softly.
He stroaked her hair, wincing at the sound of her voice. It was obvious her throat was still dry and she needed water. He grabbed the bottle and pressed it into her hand. "Drink the rest..." He whispered. "Don't talk just yet." He stroaked the hair from her face, his eyes gentle.
She shivered, and nodded, the drained the bottle. She could feel his eyes on her every move, and sensed him tracing the water's path as it overflowed her mouth a bit and fell from the corner of her mouth and down to her chin. She kept her eyes closed as she drank thirstily, her hands shaking. When she set the bottle down, it was empty.
Inuyasha watched as the water trickled down her neck and leaned towards her, darting his tongue out and licking it away. Her skin tasted of sweat and smoke, but it may as well have been the best sake in the world.
Kagome turned beat red when he did this and another shiver went through her. "Wha...?" She shook her head to clear it and caught his face, pressing it into her shoulder as she embraced him. She felt him relax against her and did the same, limply resting against his chest. It was covered in the haori again. "Wh-why were you crying when I woke?"
"Because...I was happy you were alive..." He whispered into her shoulder, clinging to her. "I...I saw crows...they were on the hut...I thought you were..."
She hushed him gently, caressing his hair gently. "It's okay, I'm alive..." She whispered back, tenderly stroaking his back. "I'm here, I wont leave you..." She felt him tense and immediately regreted saying that.
"Do you mean that?" He asked, pulling away slightly.
She nodded meekly. "I'll always be here for you, Inuyasha." It was a promise she wasn't exactly free to make, but when he smiled, she knew it was worth it. With a gentle smile, she touched his face and kissed his cheek.
She watched as his eyes widened and was shocked when he pulled her forward, completely into his lap. He held her tightly, nuzzling her neck and jaw with his nose, his lips making little whimpered woofs in her ear. Gently, she wrapped an arm around his head. As she rested her head against his, she heard his softly whispered words.
"I love you..." He knew he was signing his death warrant. Kagome pulled back slightly and he knew it was over. She'd leave him now.
She stared into his eyes, her face confused. "Inuyasha? What about Kikyou...?"
He lifted his face and stared up at her. "I had two choices, choose Kikyou...and death...or choose you, and choose to live, and have a chance at happiness..." He cupped her face. "It didn't take much to make my decision. I knew I had to tell you when I brought you back from the fire. There's no doubt in my mind anymore, Kagome...You're the one I'm meant to be with."
As he spoke, she felt a piece that was missing from her heart suddenly filled and warm tears slid down her cheeks. With a soft sob, she threw her arms around his head, holding him to her chest, and sobbed into his hair. She felt his arms around her and closed her eyes tightly. He'd chosen HER.
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End Chapter 6
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AN: Hmmm...another fun filled chapter. Well, I'd like to say things start to get REALLY intresting from here on out. Keep your eyes on Miroku and Sango, as well as Kagome's return to her home around chapter 9. After Chapter 10, the actually STORY part begins to take a turn for the worse. You thought the forest fires were bad? Yeah, well...let's just say it's gonna get a whole lot worse before I'm done. Of couse it's not a Dark Fic! How could you think that of me? Besides...There may be a sequel to this story. I could NEVER make this a dark fic!
*DemonLovin* 3 ~DemonSaya~
By DemonSaya
Disclaimer: Okay, I dun own any of these characters, I'm borrowing them, and I promised that I'd return them. Well...I promised because Inuyasha's rather mad that I kidnapped them for awhile and I'm afraid he may pull out his sword and demolish me...Please don't sue me, I already have a pmsing adolescent half-demon to deal with!
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Chapter 6: The Second Sighting
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Rin awoke to find the room filled with the scents of delicious foods, and flowers. She sat slowly, her big, innocent, child-like eyes looking around. She saw one of Kagome's friends, the one called Sango sitting nearby cleaning out a rag. She smiled brightly. "Ohayo, Sango-sama! Where is Sesshoumaru-sama?"
Sango jumped, turning towards the girl with a questioning expression. "He left awhile ago. Was muttering something about not smelling his 'no-good, lame excuse for a demon, half-brother'. He should be back soon."
Rin nodded content.
Deep down, Sango envied the girl. There was such unbelievable trust in her. She could believe in everything Sesshoumaru told her without a second thought, and would obey him implicitly. Perhaps that was the difference between girl and woman. Sango sighed, stirring the fire and sighing heavily. "Alas, we all will all loose such innocence." She said softly, shaking her head.
Rin made a giggle and crawled over. "What do you mean, Sango-sama?" She knelt beside the woman, smiling brightly, with sweetness.
Sango sighed, looking into the flames. There was no need for the fire, but it was a monotonous chore that gave her something to do. "Well, even though alot of us don't want to, events make us grow up quicker than we'd like. Especially with women and girls."
Confusion covered the girls face, the kind that proved just how innocent someone really was. "I still don't understand."
"Rin..." Sango smiled. "As you grow up, you reach a time where you just...aren't the same as you are now."
"Not me!" Rin said cheerfully. "Sesshoumaru-sama commands it of me. I'll never grow up. If it's what he wants!"
The older girls eyes softened. "You love your Sesshoumaru-sama very much don't you, Rin..." She said gently stroaking the girls hair. At the girls nod, a tear ran down Sango's face.
Rin lifted a tiny hand and touched it. "Why is Sango-sama crying?"
Sango laughed, shaking her head, wiping away the tears. "I wish I could return to my innocence...I wish I could go back to the days when I could love someone without question, when I could have a light heart without even trying..." She curled up, tears rolling down her face.
She didn't know that Miroku was standing beside the window, standing guard over the hut, his ears hearing every word she said. He stared up into the cloudless, dusty sky, his face slightly sad. He understood her feelings. How many times had he wished he could go back to those carefree days before his father had died?
It must have been close to a thousand.
He sighed, gripping his staff tighter with the hand that was protectively wrapped in a rosary. Not for his protection, but for the protection of the innocents around him, for protection of his friends. For protection of Sango.
He looked down at that hand, sighing heavily. Knowing that he could never truely have Sango didn't help him very much. He could understand how she wished she could love freely, for he wished for the same thing. He wasn't free to love anyone, because when his rosary swallowed him up, as it had his father, and his father's father, he would leave them alone.
As he'd been left alone.
With a sigh, he pushed himself away from the hut, and began walking towards the village. The fires were almost out, but there were still a few that were going. He should help them.
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Inuyasha climbed out of the well, covered in soot, his face tired, infinately tired. He leaned against it for several long moments before he forced himself to climb the stairs leading towards the exit of the well- house. He wasn't really looking forward to this. How could he tell her family what had happened? How could he see the disappointment that Inuyasha had let their only daughter nearly die?
He closed his eyes, walking towards the house, his bare feet not feeling the heat of the stones. He was numb. He felt numb, and knew that it was just a matter of time till all this numbness increased to encase his whole being.
He shuddered. If she didn't wake up soon, he was going to crack, and then he would hurt her, or himself, or someone else. He shook his head furiously, clenching his hands into fists. It was all going to be fine. It HAD to be. She simply couldn't die on him. He'd never let her. She knew that. She wouldn't die, she wouldn't leave him alone.
He paused at the front door of the Higurashi Shrine, his entire body trembling with doubt. Should he? Could he? He was about to raise his hand to knock, but the door opened before he got the chance and he saw Kagome's mother there, with a startled expression on her face. "Uh..."
Sensing his awkwardness, she ushered him inside, and pulled him into the bathroom, handing him a towel. "Here, wipe your face. You're covered in dust and soot." She said gently, watching him carefully. "Kagome isn't here, Inuyasha. She went back to your time."
"I know." He said back, his hands shaking at what he had to tell the older woman. "Kagome...okay, I guess she told you we're in the middle of a drought?" He watched as she nodded. "You're gonna wanna sit down." He chose his words carefully, his face worried.
She walked out of the bathroom and sat in a chair at the kitchen table. "Okay?"
"Kagome was in the forest today..." He began, his voice giving a little bit of a tremor. "And we had a forest fire." At seeing the panic and worry on the woman's face, he hurried to console her. "She's alive, but she's unconsious." He swallowed, seeing the relief spread across her face once again.
"Have I to thank for you, Inuyasha?" She asked, smiling gently. It was a motherly smile that made Inuyasha feel proud of himself.
"Y-yes..." He lowered his face.
She stood, and put a hand on his face, then pecked his cheek lightly. "I am greatful. Thank you for taking care of my daughter. I'm very greatful."
He blushed, staring at her in confused shock. "Huh?"
Mrs. Higurashi giggled, shooing him to the door. "Go take care of her. You're getting dirt all over my floor!"
He looked down, and blinked, then realized there was a black trail into the kitchen. "EEP! I-I'm-"
She waved a hand. "I needed to mop anyways. Go. Before you make a bigger mess." She teased.
He ran. I'm NEVER going to understand women! He thought, sweatdropping, his head shaking. When he was back in the wellhouse, he stood there a moment longer, taking the time to smell Kagome's time. It reaked of polution, but her scent lingered, hanging in the air, even though it had been a few days since she had last been there.
He closed his eyes, inhaling deeply. He was dragging his feet, he knew, but he couldn't help it. He was trying to figure out what was keeping here here. Why she would be returning here after the mission was over. The only answer was a boy. That's what it had to be.
With a heaved sigh, he jumped into the well, and landed on the other side. He'd grown used to going through the well by now and the feeling that you were on some kind of ride was over now. He wondered if that's how Kagome felt when she rode on his back. He shrugged, heading back to the hut slowly.
He wouldn't deny that ven he had to think sometimes. Now was one of those times. Besides, he knew that Kagome was safe. She was with Sango and Rin in the hut, and Miroku and Sesshoumaru were in the village.
He stopped abruptly. Had he actually imagined that Sesshoumaru may protect his woman?! He blinked. What was WITH him today?! His thoughts bothered him deeply. Since when had Sesshoumaru been someone he'd been able to count on? And since when was Kagome HIS woman?
He sighed, looking at the singed grass, and realized abruptly that he was at the Goshinboku tree. This tree held so many memories. Kikyou had pinned him here with her arrows more than once, had sat here once and they'd spoken. She'd sealed him here.
And when he awoke, she had died. Kagome released him, awakened him. She'd treated him with a kindness unparallel to any other human being. She'd taught him how to live, what it meant to love. How to be a friend.
He shivered, resting his hand against the ancient bark. Kagome had this in her time as well. It was on her property.
He caressed the tree, as if it were an old friend. He'd always thought such deep thoughts here. This was where everything happened. Where it all began.
It was even where they'd found Kagome and Rin, Kagome shielding the younger girl with her own body to protect her from the flames.
She was so brave.
He sighed heavily, remembering Kaede's word. "If Kagome's power is greater than onee-sama's...it might kill her." But Kagome couldn't possibly die. She was too strong, too brave, and certainely too careful. She knew he needed her, even if he hadn't admitted it yet. He turned from the tree to go see if she'd awoken yet.
He looked down at the singed grass, and sighed heavily. He wouldn't admit it, but he was worried about her. He always worried. She was so precious, but she didn't even realize how much she meant to him.
Then again, his mouth probably didn't help that much. Not that her sit did either. He smiled, sighing. Even though he wouldn't admit it, he didn't really need the collar anymore. He could have pulled it off on his first night as a human. It was more symbolic than anything else. It was one of the only things that forced them to remain together, that forced him to become the servant of her will.
She didn't know that the control she had on him had nothing to do with the necklace.
The only thing that tied them together more strongly was the Shikon no Tama. The jewel had been the only thing that had kept him beside her long enough to get to know her. Now that he did, he was greatful that she'd shattered it.
When he reached the edge of the forest, he looked down over the village, his eyes proud. Although no one thought of him in such a way, he was. He was proud for once in his life, proud that he had a human mother. It proved that he had a trace of humanity in him. He walked down into the village, his face almost soothed from the normal scowl.
Until he reached Kaede's hut.
On the roof, there hundreds of them, black feathered birds, scavengers.
Crows.
Panic filled him and he burst into the hut, past a confused Rin and Sango and into the back room. Kagome was laying on the ground.
He fell to his knees beside her, groping for a pulse, finding one beating steadily in her neck. Her chest rose and fell in sighed breaths, her lips were still that sweet pink, her skin the color of sakura petals, but tinged slightly with soot from being inside of the forest when it had caught fire. His breath rasped in and out of him and a greatful sob wracked his body. He put his hands into his face, crying, and unashamed.
Kagome woke to the soft sound of sobs, and for a moment, wondered if she was an undead ghost. Opening her eyes, she found her white-haired demon companion beside her, his face in his hands, his shoulders shaking. She tried to speak, but found that her throat was dry, and crackly. Instead, she gently reached out and touched his hair. To her suprise, it was smooth and silken, and slipped through her fingers like water.
His face jerked up and he stared at her. "Ka...go...me...?" He whispered, his lips turning up into a smile. He grabbed her wrist, and pulled her up and against him in one strong, yet gentle movement.
She squeaked, shocked. Suddenly, she was against his chest, his arms were around her and his face was buried into her shoulder. She couldn't help melting into the embrace. She rested her cheek against his strong shoulder, her face turned into his neck.
Suddenly, he pulled away and went over to her bag and pulled out a dusty waterbottle, and uncapped it, bringing it to her. He watched as she drained almost half of it. Then, gently, he pulled it away, and pulled her into his arms again. "Thank gods..." He murmered into her hair, stroaking her back. "I was so scared...you...I thought you were dead when we found you..."
"Rin...? Is she...?" Kagome rasped, wincing at the sound of her own voice.
"She's alive. She woke earlier today." He murmered. Sesshoumaru got her a few moments after she passed out."
She nodded, relieved, but she didn't speak again.
He continued to hold her, his entire body trembling with relief and need. He pulled back slightly and tangled his hands in her hair, touching her face and shoulders, looking all over her, his face a mask of relief. "Are you feeling okay?" He asked, giving an uneasy sniffle. "Is there anything you need?"
She stared at him in confusion. He was totally different than he'd been. So completely different. Yet, the change made her love him even more than she already had. "A...a little more water." She whispered. She watched as he reached for the water without looking.
His hand hit it and it was sent spilling across the wooden floor.
They both reached to tilt it back up, and their hands touched just slightly. Kagome's hand shook and she met his gaze, suprised to find him looking at her in a way no one had looked at her before. She felt her breath quicken and her face flush and forced herself to look away. She picked up the bottle and set it up on it's bottom. As she pulled her hand back, he grabbed it, lifting it to his lips and pressing a tender kiss to her palm. An awkward flush colored her face and she looked at him abruptly. "I...Inuyasha..." She whispered, feeling her heart throb.
He lifted his eyes at her, wishing he could capture those barely parted lips, and hold them to his indefinately. He slit his hand along her arm, up her shoulder and to her face. "Kagome..." He murmered, his voice sounding husky, even to him.
She trembled slightly under that gaze, feeling the tension between them, feeling the need and desire emenating from him, from herself. She shuddered slightly, and embraced him, looking down his chest. "Why were you crying when I awoke?" She asked softly.
He stroaked her hair, wincing at the sound of her voice. It was obvious her throat was still dry and she needed water. He grabbed the bottle and pressed it into her hand. "Drink the rest..." He whispered. "Don't talk just yet." He stroaked the hair from her face, his eyes gentle.
She shivered, and nodded, the drained the bottle. She could feel his eyes on her every move, and sensed him tracing the water's path as it overflowed her mouth a bit and fell from the corner of her mouth and down to her chin. She kept her eyes closed as she drank thirstily, her hands shaking. When she set the bottle down, it was empty.
Inuyasha watched as the water trickled down her neck and leaned towards her, darting his tongue out and licking it away. Her skin tasted of sweat and smoke, but it may as well have been the best sake in the world.
Kagome turned beat red when he did this and another shiver went through her. "Wha...?" She shook her head to clear it and caught his face, pressing it into her shoulder as she embraced him. She felt him relax against her and did the same, limply resting against his chest. It was covered in the haori again. "Wh-why were you crying when I woke?"
"Because...I was happy you were alive..." He whispered into her shoulder, clinging to her. "I...I saw crows...they were on the hut...I thought you were..."
She hushed him gently, caressing his hair gently. "It's okay, I'm alive..." She whispered back, tenderly stroaking his back. "I'm here, I wont leave you..." She felt him tense and immediately regreted saying that.
"Do you mean that?" He asked, pulling away slightly.
She nodded meekly. "I'll always be here for you, Inuyasha." It was a promise she wasn't exactly free to make, but when he smiled, she knew it was worth it. With a gentle smile, she touched his face and kissed his cheek.
She watched as his eyes widened and was shocked when he pulled her forward, completely into his lap. He held her tightly, nuzzling her neck and jaw with his nose, his lips making little whimpered woofs in her ear. Gently, she wrapped an arm around his head. As she rested her head against his, she heard his softly whispered words.
"I love you..." He knew he was signing his death warrant. Kagome pulled back slightly and he knew it was over. She'd leave him now.
She stared into his eyes, her face confused. "Inuyasha? What about Kikyou...?"
He lifted his face and stared up at her. "I had two choices, choose Kikyou...and death...or choose you, and choose to live, and have a chance at happiness..." He cupped her face. "It didn't take much to make my decision. I knew I had to tell you when I brought you back from the fire. There's no doubt in my mind anymore, Kagome...You're the one I'm meant to be with."
As he spoke, she felt a piece that was missing from her heart suddenly filled and warm tears slid down her cheeks. With a soft sob, she threw her arms around his head, holding him to her chest, and sobbed into his hair. She felt his arms around her and closed her eyes tightly. He'd chosen HER.
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End Chapter 6
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AN: Hmmm...another fun filled chapter. Well, I'd like to say things start to get REALLY intresting from here on out. Keep your eyes on Miroku and Sango, as well as Kagome's return to her home around chapter 9. After Chapter 10, the actually STORY part begins to take a turn for the worse. You thought the forest fires were bad? Yeah, well...let's just say it's gonna get a whole lot worse before I'm done. Of couse it's not a Dark Fic! How could you think that of me? Besides...There may be a sequel to this story. I could NEVER make this a dark fic!
*DemonLovin* 3 ~DemonSaya~