Chapter 29
What you've been waiting for...
"What DO you have in mind?" She asked.
"I think you know, Doc. And, if anyone dares interrupt.... I'm gutting them." He growled, taking her into his arms.
Smiling up at him, she said, "And, I'll help you."
Inu Yasha lifted her easily, his arms around her waist. Falling back on the bed, he rolled till he was above her. He bent and kissed her forehead; pulling back, he said softly, "One." Another firm but soft kiss to her right temple, "Two." Her left temple, "Three." The tip of her nose, "Four."
"You were on fifty seven." She reminded him, giggling.
Inu Yasha raised his head up, "Yea, but I lost my place. So I figured I'd start over. Now be quiet, woman." His mouth crashed onto hers silencing any comment she might have made. At his soft whimper, of need she opened to him, her tongue twirling and dancing with his. It was a kiss of passion, promises made within it. Both surrendered. Both dominated.
Breaking the kiss she gasped out "Five." He chuckled and licked her chin, before setting his lips to her jaw. She began to keep the count, "Six." Her ear suckled and nipped, "Seven." Back across her jaw, "Eight." Her other ear, "Nine." Down her neck, "Ten." Following the curve of her collar, "Eleven." Her bra became the latest victim to his impatient claws, "Twelve" she sighed as he suckled on one breast. Sparks flew through her, traveling down to her feminine core. She felt the flames of desire leap to life, even as she gasped "Thirteen." She was surprised to find the flesh between her thumb and first finger sent similar sparks through her as he strummed at it with his tongue. The crook of her elbow, another surprising spot. The base of her ribcage.
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For the second time, Kagome returned to herself. Her head rested on Inu Yasha's strong chest, his hand smoothing her hair gently. She heard him sniff, then a soft whimper. Raising her head she looked into his eyes, "What's wrong?"
Seeing the fear in her eyes and the acid tang of it beginning to tinge her scent, "I want to mark you as my mate, but..."
She smiled, "I want you to." At his sad smile she frowned, "There is more to this than I know isn't there?"
"Hai." He answered.
"Why don't you tell me."
Pulling her tightly to his chest he explained, "I combine our blood and with my claws I write twenty promises, I make you as your mate. The twenty-first, which I write above your heart is love. You have seen the Kanji on Rin's neck? Her's is right below and slightly behind her left ear."
Kagome thought for a moment, then she remembered the few times she had seen Rin with her hair up. The delicate blue kanji on her neck, the Kanji for enmusubi, marriage. She nodded. "I've seen her mark. I always thought it was a tattoo. Are you afraid I don't want to carry your mark?"
"No," he answered quickly, clutching her closer. "I'm supposed to use ...." his voice faded to nothing.
She looked up at him, "Supposed to use?" she saw his face flush with color.
"Your virgin's blood." He whispered a bit louder.
"Oh, well, that does present a problem." She agreed, "Does it have to be that?"
"No" He shook his head.
"Then you just scratch my palm with your claws, and..."
"NO!!" He interrupted forcefully. "How can I promise to protect, defend and guard you if I cause you harm? The spell won't work, the magic will see it as .... threatening."
"Oh." she said. "That does create a problem." After a moment she looked at him, "Can I do it?"
"Do what?"
"Cut myself?" He nodded, "Then we'll get dressed and go..."
"No"
With an exasperated sigh she laid her head back on his chest. "A drop, right? That's all you need?"
"Mmm hmm." he answered sadly, absently stroking her back.
She thought about what she had in her purse, nothing. The cups in the bathroom were plastic. For a moment she closed her eyes, trying to think of something. Opening her eye, she looked at the table, the roses standing in their vase. Roses.... Thorns... Pushing up she kissed him, before leaping off the bed. Pulling one of the roses out of the vase, she held it out to him. "Roses have thorns." Biting her lip she pushed her thumb into one of the thorns, wincing as it sunk in. Putting the rose down she held out her now bloody thumb, "Kagome Higurashi blood, type A negative."
Standing he moved to the small overnight bag, pulling a simple black ceramic cup. Climbing back on the bed he pulled her to his side. Holding her hand over the cup he let a single drop fall into its depths before licking it clean. With a smile, he handed her the cup instructing her to catch his blood in it. He curled the fingers of his right hand, staring at them a moment before he plunged them into his own chest.
"INU YASHA!!!!!!!" Kagome screamed, as five rivers of blood flowed down his chest.
"The cup... catch the blood." He gasped to her. "Had to show ... I am .... willing to .... spill my hearts .... blood for ... you." Pulling his claws from his chest. Sobbing, she did as he asked, muttering at the stupidity of demon rituals. Couldn't hurt her, but could almost kill himself. As the cup filled with his blood she looked up to see the cuts scab over and close. "Lay back." he told her gently, taking the cup from her. She obeyed. Dipping a claw into the blood he stirred it, whispering words in a language she couldn't understand, full of soft growls, whimpers and yips. Scooting up he gazed into her eyes, "I promise Adoration," she felt the blood, which should have been cold, but instead was warm form the Kanji on her forehead. "Devotion, Encouragement, Faithfulness, To Guard, To Honor, To Cherish, To Inspire, To Keep, To Nurture, To Uplift, To Value, Loyalty, Protection, Respect, Support, To Treasure, Worship, To Defend, To be Yours" Each word was accented by the drawing of a Kanji on her body. At the twenty first promise, his eyes locked with hers as he drew the Kanji and spoke the word, "Love."
They both felt the magic swirl around them. Inu Yasha watched as the bloody Kanji seeped into Kagome's skin, leaving no trace of the carefully drawn Kanji. He felt the magic search his mind and heart, then pull away. In stunned fascination, he watched as two characters seemed to draw themselves on the side of her neck. Small and silver they formed a word, aisai. Aisai, beloved wife, he leaned forward and kissed the mark. "Aisai" he whispered. "Your mark is aisai."
Kagome was puzzled for a moment, she was positive that Rin's mark was enmusubi. "Did we do something wrong? Shouldn't it be the same as Rin's?"
He chuckled and pulled her close. "No, each mark is unique. Your's is aisai."
She smiled at him and pushed him back. "Now, it's my turn." Kissing his forehead she whispered, "One." Somewhere around kiss fifty she pushed his hands away pinning them gently to the bed. Meeting his eyes she smiled "Keep those hands there." When he lifted them, she pushed them down again, "That's an order, sex slave." Their laughter filled the room, but he kept his hands on the bed as she continued her count.