AN: A short in three parts. Warning – it really is short. Comments and constructive criticism are welcome, but please, keep your nasty remarks, your ill will, and your rotten vegetables to yourself. ^.^
Disclaimer: Inuyasha's not mine.
Part One
"Take it off." Inuyasha closes his eyes in disdain, a covert wince at his own bluntness.
Kagome's eyes widen to rival the moon, her jaw falling in surprise. But . . . why am I surprised? It's not like this hasn't happened before. Her eyes narrow in belated offense as she turns to face the hanyou, looking every inch the noble blood his father contributed with his chin tipped, his nose lifted in self-offense, his eyes closed gently, all matching his perfectly still, calm, silent demeanor. His arms are crossed over his chest in impatience, marking his more human half.
In turning, Kagome lifts her hand, winding back to strike Inuyasha hard across the cheek, perhaps elicit that growl that secretly fascinates her. But the skin that meets her hand isn't nearly as soft as she'd imagined it to be. It's calloused, dry, and rough. Kagome gasps as Inuyasha turns her hand slightly, slowly digging his claws into the tender, vulnerable flesh of her palm until the faint scent of blood is perceptible, chastising her in a gentle, direct motion.
Inuyasha's golden eyes open suddenly, the rims clouded by deep crimson strains, demon blood raging, supplicating, ready at any moment to take over. His control slips slightly in noting her reaction, a snarl rumbling deep in his throat, escaping through clenched fangs. His fight necessarily redirected to retaining his humanity, he finds himself in a sudden standstill with the startled girl.
The hanyou suddenly pulls down, eliciting a sharp, surprised gasp from the young girl as her arm is pulled down across her body by his guidance. Inuyasha pulls harder as she fights to free herself, yanking hard to spin her around, her arm twisted behind her in captivity. Frightened, Kagome can hear the low, promising rumble behind her, feel his warm breath on her neck as he growls into her ear.
"I said take it off."
Expecting his command to be self-explanatory, Inuyasha rests his free hand on the small of Kagome's back and pushes fiercely, releasing her captivated arm just before it snaps. The girl yelps in pain, reeling forward, pitching to the ground on hands and knees. Poignant fear shines in her eyes as she turns her head, silent query failing to reach her lips. Inuyasha? . . . No, those deep red eyes. Oh, no.
The demon's not himself, and not wholly sane. The aura about him has changed significantly, reeking of promised danger for them both. Tears spring to the girl's eyes as she sits up, turning to kneel before Inuyasha, her voice quiet in a last-ditch plea. "Inuyasha, please . . . stop this. You—"
"Shut up, girl, and do as I say. Do not anger me further!"
AN: Hmm, what do you think? Intriguing? Just beating on the characters a little. Whether there will be any actual harm done remains to be seen. ^.^
hanyou: half-demon