Disclaimer: Don't own him. He's just my mate.
~*~Chapter Six: Deep Thoughts and Even Deeper Confessions~*~
"'The pain is great for him'," Miroku said, leaning against the well. Kagura's words plagued his mind. What on earth was she talking about? 'Him', the only him that she could be speaking of would be Inu Yasha. 'Pain'. Inu Yasha was in pain? 'The dream,' Miroku glanced at Sango. Kagome had talked to her, hadn't she? What did she say? "Sango," she turned abruptly to him.
"Yes, houshi?" She and Shippo sat in front of their newly built fire. Although Shippo was completely oblivious to any hidden messages, Sango was also thinking of the last words of their enemy.
"What was it that Kagome said to you? Did she say anything about Inu Yasha being in pain?" His face had creases of concern. Miroku didn't want his friend to die for any reason. That made him worry about the second part of Kagura's message. 'He will be devoured without my master's help.'
"She simply said that when you left them alone that morning of his nightmare, he was amazed she was alive. And then Myoga said that his dream had something to do with his demon side. Do you think that his dream had Kagome dieing in it? If so, could you imagine what that would be like for him? He lost one love, and then he was afraid of losing another." Sango sighed. Her heart was with Inu Yasha. She could tell the way he feels about the young miko and Kagome had told her about her own feelings. She tucked Shippo into Kagome's sleeping bag, which she had left behind in her haste to leave.
"Lady Sango, you are right," the monk sighed after her, like an echo with sympathy for the hanyou. "We can only hope that they come to terms with each other, but," he stroked his chin thoughtfully, "I cant help but analyze Kagura's words. It is obvious she was speaking of Inu Yasha; because there is no one else we know of that she could be talking about. She said the pain is great, and we have decided that that pain is the losing of his human heart that is attached to Lady Kagome an-"
"When did we decide his heart was attached to Kagome? Care to share your wisdom, dear monk?" Sango moved to his left side, opposite of his staff. He smiled and watched her through the corner of his eye.
"It is true that our young friend was afraid of Miss Kagome's life, and he does have feelings for her," Sango nodded, realizing how stupid she must have sounded for asking, "and Myoga said that her love for him will suppress his demonic side. Therefore, his heart is bound to her; his soul. The pain is his fear that she will someday leave when the Shikon no Tama is complete, or, since his dream was of his demon form, that he himself might kill her from his transformation. He also has Naraku and Kikyo to worry about. They are also part of his pain. Naraku want the jewel, and in doing so he wants to kill all of us. Kikyo wants to kill him, thus taking him from Kagome." He took a deep breath before continuing. 'So, the pain is great,' he thought.
"Her master," Sango said, putting her chin in her palm, "Naraku. She said that Inu Yasha would be devoured. Myoga said that his human heart would be too. So, then Inu Yasha will die for sure, with no one's aid in killing but his demon; himself," she closed her eyes. "Sounds like that 'suee-side' Kagome told us about. Him killing himself. And," she looked at Miroku, "she's the only one who can help him."
"Let us pray they can get over their own arrogance and immaturity and realize they love one another."
~*~
"Inu Yasha?" Kagome said, crouching in front of him. His eyes, glazed over and wide; his mouth, a thin line. His face was horror-stricken. "Inu Yasha, please," she took his hand and he shot her a confused, but grateful glance. Her presence was acknowledged and his gaze softened. His love, his soul, his heart was this woman. She had to help, and if he wanted her to be with him, she had to know.
"Kagome, I..." he swallowed hard, not really knowing what to say. "I need to tell you something." Her gaze was filled with concern. He could read her thought, for they were shown through every sparkle in her eyes, every crease in her face. "I need to tell you about my dreams." She had asked him before, but he was too afraid she would turn from him to speak of it. Now that they had confessed their love, he had to tell someone, and she was his love. She deserved to know.
"I don't know why for sure, but my dream was of my demon side. You remember my transformation better then I do, so you know how scary I am. For that I am sorry," she was going to reply, but he stopped her. "In my dream, you die. You die by that hand, the fucking hand of a demon that doesn't entirely exist. One that is a part of another being: me. I was so damn afraid of losing you. That's why I woke up saying you were alive. I couldn't believe it. My dream had been so clear, so real. Your scream, your smell. I wanted to never hurt you; to protect you always. There I was, in this pathetic form, standing by and watching the love of my life be killed by a fucking monster inside me. I couldn't take it, Kagome. I just couldn't take that shit. Since I wont give in on purpose, I am scared that it will take me by force, and I won't survive. I wanted you to know; I wanted to tell you that I won't live by you while I have a side that can't be subdued. I don't want to hurt you. If I do, if something happens to you because of me, I would kill myself. I would, just so that you wouldn't have to be put through pain. Just thought that you deserved to know before I am taken by this side of me."
Kagome sat there, listening to his words. 'His demonic side is trying to take control. The first time he transformed, Myoga said that with each, he loses a part of his human heart. With out that," Kagome took a hold of his hand, "he said he would die, so that would be the outcome if he lost his human heart. I have to find a way to help.' "Inu Yasha," his gaze fell. Her eyes began to water. "Inu Yasha, I love you. I love you more then anything. I won't let you fight this on your own. You won't die, I wont let you."
He looked at her, and a smile came to his face. She was serious. She wouldn't let him die. Inu Yasha took her in his arms and hugged her close, feeling her hot tears. He kissed her forehead. "I love you too, Kagome." He felt s jolt in his heart. It was small, like a needle piercing your finger, but it was noticeable. It warmed his hear all so slightly. Ever since his dream, he felt colder and harsher to everyone. They may not have noticed, but he was meaner to the villagers and even to Kagome. When he said those things to her when she spoke of Hojo back in the Sengoku-jidai, he didn't mean them.
The chiming of the grandfather clock in the hallway shook the two back to reality and away from their thoughts. Realizing it was nearly eleven o'clock. Kagome stood and walked through the hall to the stairs. She began climbing them and entered her bedroom, Inu Yasha right behind. Kagome plopped on her bed, kicking her shoes off. She sat up and let her hair loose, then remembered what she was wearing. Jeans and a tank top: how uncomfortable to sleep in! Going to her closet, Kagome went in search of pajamas. Inu Yasha took her place on the bed, watching her as she forgot he was in the room. Her long fingers snaked to her sides and under her shirt. She began to remove it; successfully pulling it completely off before her face went bright red. There she was, pants unzipped and unbuttoned, revealing her white panties, and in a white lacy bra; and there HE was: sitting on her bed and, for all she knew, watching her. Little did she know, he had turned around when she began undressing.
She held her black tank top up over her almost bare chest and turned around, all up and ready to yell her heart out, when she saw him. He was sitting with his back turned and eyes closed. 'I taught him well,' she said with an arrogant smile. But, she was still a little disappointed. She shook off the feeling when she heard the front door open and close. Her mom and brother were home. Sending Inu Yasha a smile, Kagome turned around and stripped down to her panties. Upon hearing the door close, the hanyou made to turn and tell Kagome. After a quick look at her almost completely naked body, he turned back around, sure that his face was a very unnatural shade of maroon.
Footsteps were heard in the hallway, and a door was heard closing. Mrs. Higurashi knocked on her daughter's door; not knowing anyone was in there.
"Kagome, your brother and I are home, and we don't know if you are here. If so, now you know. If not, then I am finally off my rocker for talking to an empty room." She continued on her way down the hallway to her own room and went to bed.
Kagome chuckled at her mother's innocence as she slipped on a pair of boxers to go with her wife beater. (A/N: ah...comfort zone...) She walked to the bed, sliding in next to Inu Yasha's sitting body. "Lay down, boy. It's been a long day." Without a moment's hesitation, Inu Yasha sat one the floor beside her bed. "What do you think you are doing?! There's more then enough room up here," she motioned for him to lie beside her. Hesitating this time, he pulled up the covers and lay, rather stiffly next to her. 'Not much for sleeping in the same bed as other people,' Kagome thought, smiling. Taking a chance, she curled up next to him, placing her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. She felt him stiffen even more, and then relax when she wrapped an arm around him. He did the same, becoming calmer and more comfortable.
She tried to get her heartbeat and breathing in rhythm with his, but he didn't need as much air as she, which made the attempt useless. Bringing the covers around them, she whispered, "I love you," before falling asleep. He rubbed her back lovingly and told her he loved her before following the suit.
~*~End Chapter~*~
Geesh, is it just me or are my chapters getting crappier and shorter with very update? Maybe its because I work on them when everyone, save two * looks at Inu Yasha and Sesshomaru *, have gone to sleep. Now, I know where this is going, but if anyone wants to see anything happen, I will see what I can do. This fanfic is rated 'R' so it can practically be anything. Please, suggestions are welcome. * Looks at Sesshomaru and Inu Yasha * What are you two watching *quick glance at TV, not really looking *
Inu: It's 'Inu Yasha'!! I am kickin' Sesshomaru's ass with my blade!! Look! I just cut off his arm!
Sesshy: And you wouldn't have the blade less that human was there. She pulled it out, remember?
Inu: Feh, you're just pissed cause I got the Tetsusaiga!
You'd think this episode had never happened in their real lives...
Inu Face
~*~Chapter Six: Deep Thoughts and Even Deeper Confessions~*~
"'The pain is great for him'," Miroku said, leaning against the well. Kagura's words plagued his mind. What on earth was she talking about? 'Him', the only him that she could be speaking of would be Inu Yasha. 'Pain'. Inu Yasha was in pain? 'The dream,' Miroku glanced at Sango. Kagome had talked to her, hadn't she? What did she say? "Sango," she turned abruptly to him.
"Yes, houshi?" She and Shippo sat in front of their newly built fire. Although Shippo was completely oblivious to any hidden messages, Sango was also thinking of the last words of their enemy.
"What was it that Kagome said to you? Did she say anything about Inu Yasha being in pain?" His face had creases of concern. Miroku didn't want his friend to die for any reason. That made him worry about the second part of Kagura's message. 'He will be devoured without my master's help.'
"She simply said that when you left them alone that morning of his nightmare, he was amazed she was alive. And then Myoga said that his dream had something to do with his demon side. Do you think that his dream had Kagome dieing in it? If so, could you imagine what that would be like for him? He lost one love, and then he was afraid of losing another." Sango sighed. Her heart was with Inu Yasha. She could tell the way he feels about the young miko and Kagome had told her about her own feelings. She tucked Shippo into Kagome's sleeping bag, which she had left behind in her haste to leave.
"Lady Sango, you are right," the monk sighed after her, like an echo with sympathy for the hanyou. "We can only hope that they come to terms with each other, but," he stroked his chin thoughtfully, "I cant help but analyze Kagura's words. It is obvious she was speaking of Inu Yasha; because there is no one else we know of that she could be talking about. She said the pain is great, and we have decided that that pain is the losing of his human heart that is attached to Lady Kagome an-"
"When did we decide his heart was attached to Kagome? Care to share your wisdom, dear monk?" Sango moved to his left side, opposite of his staff. He smiled and watched her through the corner of his eye.
"It is true that our young friend was afraid of Miss Kagome's life, and he does have feelings for her," Sango nodded, realizing how stupid she must have sounded for asking, "and Myoga said that her love for him will suppress his demonic side. Therefore, his heart is bound to her; his soul. The pain is his fear that she will someday leave when the Shikon no Tama is complete, or, since his dream was of his demon form, that he himself might kill her from his transformation. He also has Naraku and Kikyo to worry about. They are also part of his pain. Naraku want the jewel, and in doing so he wants to kill all of us. Kikyo wants to kill him, thus taking him from Kagome." He took a deep breath before continuing. 'So, the pain is great,' he thought.
"Her master," Sango said, putting her chin in her palm, "Naraku. She said that Inu Yasha would be devoured. Myoga said that his human heart would be too. So, then Inu Yasha will die for sure, with no one's aid in killing but his demon; himself," she closed her eyes. "Sounds like that 'suee-side' Kagome told us about. Him killing himself. And," she looked at Miroku, "she's the only one who can help him."
"Let us pray they can get over their own arrogance and immaturity and realize they love one another."
~*~
"Inu Yasha?" Kagome said, crouching in front of him. His eyes, glazed over and wide; his mouth, a thin line. His face was horror-stricken. "Inu Yasha, please," she took his hand and he shot her a confused, but grateful glance. Her presence was acknowledged and his gaze softened. His love, his soul, his heart was this woman. She had to help, and if he wanted her to be with him, she had to know.
"Kagome, I..." he swallowed hard, not really knowing what to say. "I need to tell you something." Her gaze was filled with concern. He could read her thought, for they were shown through every sparkle in her eyes, every crease in her face. "I need to tell you about my dreams." She had asked him before, but he was too afraid she would turn from him to speak of it. Now that they had confessed their love, he had to tell someone, and she was his love. She deserved to know.
"I don't know why for sure, but my dream was of my demon side. You remember my transformation better then I do, so you know how scary I am. For that I am sorry," she was going to reply, but he stopped her. "In my dream, you die. You die by that hand, the fucking hand of a demon that doesn't entirely exist. One that is a part of another being: me. I was so damn afraid of losing you. That's why I woke up saying you were alive. I couldn't believe it. My dream had been so clear, so real. Your scream, your smell. I wanted to never hurt you; to protect you always. There I was, in this pathetic form, standing by and watching the love of my life be killed by a fucking monster inside me. I couldn't take it, Kagome. I just couldn't take that shit. Since I wont give in on purpose, I am scared that it will take me by force, and I won't survive. I wanted you to know; I wanted to tell you that I won't live by you while I have a side that can't be subdued. I don't want to hurt you. If I do, if something happens to you because of me, I would kill myself. I would, just so that you wouldn't have to be put through pain. Just thought that you deserved to know before I am taken by this side of me."
Kagome sat there, listening to his words. 'His demonic side is trying to take control. The first time he transformed, Myoga said that with each, he loses a part of his human heart. With out that," Kagome took a hold of his hand, "he said he would die, so that would be the outcome if he lost his human heart. I have to find a way to help.' "Inu Yasha," his gaze fell. Her eyes began to water. "Inu Yasha, I love you. I love you more then anything. I won't let you fight this on your own. You won't die, I wont let you."
He looked at her, and a smile came to his face. She was serious. She wouldn't let him die. Inu Yasha took her in his arms and hugged her close, feeling her hot tears. He kissed her forehead. "I love you too, Kagome." He felt s jolt in his heart. It was small, like a needle piercing your finger, but it was noticeable. It warmed his hear all so slightly. Ever since his dream, he felt colder and harsher to everyone. They may not have noticed, but he was meaner to the villagers and even to Kagome. When he said those things to her when she spoke of Hojo back in the Sengoku-jidai, he didn't mean them.
The chiming of the grandfather clock in the hallway shook the two back to reality and away from their thoughts. Realizing it was nearly eleven o'clock. Kagome stood and walked through the hall to the stairs. She began climbing them and entered her bedroom, Inu Yasha right behind. Kagome plopped on her bed, kicking her shoes off. She sat up and let her hair loose, then remembered what she was wearing. Jeans and a tank top: how uncomfortable to sleep in! Going to her closet, Kagome went in search of pajamas. Inu Yasha took her place on the bed, watching her as she forgot he was in the room. Her long fingers snaked to her sides and under her shirt. She began to remove it; successfully pulling it completely off before her face went bright red. There she was, pants unzipped and unbuttoned, revealing her white panties, and in a white lacy bra; and there HE was: sitting on her bed and, for all she knew, watching her. Little did she know, he had turned around when she began undressing.
She held her black tank top up over her almost bare chest and turned around, all up and ready to yell her heart out, when she saw him. He was sitting with his back turned and eyes closed. 'I taught him well,' she said with an arrogant smile. But, she was still a little disappointed. She shook off the feeling when she heard the front door open and close. Her mom and brother were home. Sending Inu Yasha a smile, Kagome turned around and stripped down to her panties. Upon hearing the door close, the hanyou made to turn and tell Kagome. After a quick look at her almost completely naked body, he turned back around, sure that his face was a very unnatural shade of maroon.
Footsteps were heard in the hallway, and a door was heard closing. Mrs. Higurashi knocked on her daughter's door; not knowing anyone was in there.
"Kagome, your brother and I are home, and we don't know if you are here. If so, now you know. If not, then I am finally off my rocker for talking to an empty room." She continued on her way down the hallway to her own room and went to bed.
Kagome chuckled at her mother's innocence as she slipped on a pair of boxers to go with her wife beater. (A/N: ah...comfort zone...) She walked to the bed, sliding in next to Inu Yasha's sitting body. "Lay down, boy. It's been a long day." Without a moment's hesitation, Inu Yasha sat one the floor beside her bed. "What do you think you are doing?! There's more then enough room up here," she motioned for him to lie beside her. Hesitating this time, he pulled up the covers and lay, rather stiffly next to her. 'Not much for sleeping in the same bed as other people,' Kagome thought, smiling. Taking a chance, she curled up next to him, placing her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. She felt him stiffen even more, and then relax when she wrapped an arm around him. He did the same, becoming calmer and more comfortable.
She tried to get her heartbeat and breathing in rhythm with his, but he didn't need as much air as she, which made the attempt useless. Bringing the covers around them, she whispered, "I love you," before falling asleep. He rubbed her back lovingly and told her he loved her before following the suit.
~*~End Chapter~*~
Geesh, is it just me or are my chapters getting crappier and shorter with very update? Maybe its because I work on them when everyone, save two * looks at Inu Yasha and Sesshomaru *, have gone to sleep. Now, I know where this is going, but if anyone wants to see anything happen, I will see what I can do. This fanfic is rated 'R' so it can practically be anything. Please, suggestions are welcome. * Looks at Sesshomaru and Inu Yasha * What are you two watching *quick glance at TV, not really looking *
Inu: It's 'Inu Yasha'!! I am kickin' Sesshomaru's ass with my blade!! Look! I just cut off his arm!
Sesshy: And you wouldn't have the blade less that human was there. She pulled it out, remember?
Inu: Feh, you're just pissed cause I got the Tetsusaiga!
You'd think this episode had never happened in their real lives...
Inu Face
