"I-I was kissing my pillow?" she asked her self quietly.
She wanted to answer 'no', but the pillow would not allow her to lie; it was enough proof that she was dreaming.
"I WAS kissing a pillow!" she whispered, blushing furiously.
What was she thinking? Inuyasha would never be that affectionate to her. Never has, and never will! She was better off with Sesshoma—No, she could not even think it.
Kagome's dark hazel eyes stared absent-mindedly at the wall. It felt so real...
"I'm obsessed!" Kagome cried as tears swelled in her eyes, "I'm so stupid—I need a drink."
She then looked down at the other side of her bed with hope. No, she was still wrong, no Inuyasha. No Inuyasha curled on her carpet, not in her tree...nowhere. Probably still partying outside while she got hung over by the wrong fruit punch. She felt like an idiot. She DID have spiked fruit punch. Nevertheless, she went to get another drink. Milk, this time.
Opening the door, she bit down on the last bit of reality. She decided to wash up first, planning to watch T.V instead of drifting back into that beautiful, blissful dream. She changed from her wrinkled New Years dress into a loose robe, and trotted down the stairs.
A dim glow came from the kitchen, and the smell of waffles surrounded her nose. It had to be at least 5:00 in the morning; she only knew one person who did that--Souta. She dragged her feet in and rubbed her eyes from the itchy feeling of dried tears.
"Hey Souta. Do you have any for me—"
Her half-closed eyes shot wide open after seeing long black hair on the back of the person. She froze, unable to speak or move. She could have sworn she was over the dream already, and she swore again. 'You're over it! It's a stupid dream! Just ask him for a stupid waffle—not that he'll share, though—"
Even her thoughts died instantly when he closed the door and noticed her for the first time. His eyes were amber, since his phase of a human was almost complete, causing him to be twice as gorgeous as any human. To make things worse, his shirt was absent, revealing his tanned chest and abs. (A/N:oooooh...mmm drools. Oh! SORRY!) He stared as though waiting for her to speak.
She stuttered and stumbled over her words, then went silent.
"Kagome?" he asked concerningly.
She bit her lip, and the tears came again. She felt paralyzed because—MAN did she want him! She wanted him so bad, but couldn't.
He kept his eyes on her and slowly put down the strawberry jam, never leaving her eyes. She then did something that made the tears flow more.
"What's wrong? Kagome?" he asked softly. He then rushed to her and grabbed her. He encircled his arms around her back and pulled her close, then place another hand on her head. "Don't worry Kagome, we can do this. It's almost over, and when all the shards are found, we can defeat all enemies and we can live in whatever era you want, yours or mine..."
She cried more. Inuyasha pulled her closer, his voice becoming strangely comforting. "What's wrong with you, had another dream of Sesshomaru?"
Kagome held on to him and closed her eyes, clasping on to him for dear life. He squeezed her, relishing her scent. It intoxicated him to the point where he closed his eyes.
"Kagome, ya scarin' me. TELL me you did not loose the jewel shards again.
Kagome managed to smile between the joyful tears. She pulled back, staring directly into his eyes.
"Inu—did-did you kiss me last night?"
Inuyasha gave her a look that made her doubt right away. 'OMIGOSH!' she thought, 'IT WAS A DREAM! HE'S JUST CONCERNED! OOOMIGOOOSH,' she screamed in her head.
Inuyasha lowered his head and claimed her lips hungrily. He pulled her tighter in the kiss, setting her lips on fire. Kagome lost feeling in her knees, so he held her closer. He then pulled back, and rested his forehead on hers with closed eyes.
"Yes, and you showed me how. We talked a while, then you drifted asleep...How could you forget?" Inuyasha asked.
Kagome gasped and closed her eyes as well. What the HELL happened to Inuyasha? It sounded as though he was with her for years!
Kagome opened her eyes to see his golden orbs before her.
"I," Kagome managed to begin, "I thought it was a dream when I woke up, and you weren't there-"
Inuyasha gave her a light kiss and muffled her next sentence, then listened to what else she had to say.
"Then I cried, because if it wasn't true...if you weren't with me, then I'd be miserable..."
Their lips met again.
"Inuyasha, I panicked, because...because if it wasn't...so....Inuyasha I love you!"
With that, Inuyasha's eyes widened. Kagome clasped his two cheeks and kissed him as best as she could. She must have succeeded since he lifted her off her feet and into the living room. She instantly wrapped her legs around his waist, and he stood still, then lifting her higher, he kissed her neck, until she moaned and found her spot.
No one has ever loved him since his mother died. Those words were forbidden for a hanyou. Both humans and demons rejected Hanyous, but Kagome, of all people, this beautiful young priestess, loved HIM. He did not know exactly what it did to him, but it caused his body to buzz from her touch and burn from her moans. More than ever now, he ached from how sinfully blissful her scent was as it captured his senses.
To make things worse, he could feel the sun rising, causing his blood to boil with the blood of a demon. He felt his hair slowly growing out into silver-white, and felt his ears disappearing from the sides of his head and growing back at the top. With all of his emotions, and with all of his now even stronger senses, he exploded.
His passion swelled like a wave in the sea. His nose was now sharper than any two-edged sword, thus making Kagome's aroma so tangible, that other smells were untraceable. Only her moans of pleasure--now even louder and clearer--were the only melodies his ears received. That wave of passion crashed to the tide without warning.
He eased Kagome to the sofa and descended upon her, drawing in long, absorbing breaths of her scent. His passion was now physically throbbing with his racing heartbeat, pounding against his body with every thrust of his pulse. The passion was pouring out of his eyes as he stared into Kagome's depths of her spirit. Kagome stared back, unable to frown or smile, for she was numb by the overtaking sensation.
She said nothing; instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck, causing her to rise from the couch and become flat against his chest as though they were one.
He tried to resist it, but once Kagome pulled that stunt, a low satisfying growl escaped Inuyasha's lips, sending shivers down her spine. His kiss engulfed her, and his arms traveled from her mid back to her neck.
Inuyasha did not know what this was. He could not identify the feeling, and tried to as he shifted his body to be underneath her and let her small physique lay sternly against his. Her soft, delicate body, had such a strong soul; he felt it. The fusion of her fragile form and her iron spirit was the attraction that acted as a rope around Inuyasha's lust. It pulled him deeper into the insanely pleasing fulfillment.
"Kagome, " he whispered as he ran his hands down her thigh and pulled her firmly on his chest.
Her voice was muffled as she kissed. Hearing her answer with a hum of bliss intoxication sent another buzz through his body, sending it aflame.
He claimed underneath her jaw with his lips once again, playing with the spot he experimented on before. He was successful, seeing that Kagome tilted back her head to the ceiling and gasped. Her eyes then opened to a dreadful thought, then closed again.
"In-Inuyasha…" she stammered as he went lower with his hungry caressing.
Inuyasha answered by pulling her upwards so he can have access to the curve where the shoulder and neck met. She gasped again from the explosion of pleasure sending tremors from her toes to her head.
"Inuyasha.." she managed to say again.
"What..?" he asked in an almost drone tone. His voice sounded as though it's intention was to be annoyed, but annoyance was drowned out along with all other sense of the world around him.
"My family can…come in," Kagome warned, "A-any minute…now…Inuyasha stop," she moaned.
He was still caressing away at her neck, gradually moving down to the swell of her breast. Again, he ignored her.
"Inu---oh…Inuya—sha…we…have to sto—" she tried. The intoxication was reaching to her pronunciation, thus making her sentences sound like nothing more than sounds of pleasure.
Inuyasha answered this time, but not the way she planned. His strength was not surprising when he turned her over, pressing her back to the sofa. She was now underneath him, who was towering over her. He took a second to observe how he was affecting Kagome. Her eyes were closed, her breaths were uneven, and beads of sweat lined across her forehead; her cheeks were a brilliant color of red and her lips were more than enticing—it was overbearing and it brought Inuyasha crashing down once more.
Her lips parted to speak just before he descended on them again. His tongue slipped into her mouth, now caressing hers. Where he learned it from, she'll never know, but it was driving her crazy. Her hands slid up his chest in attempt to push him off, but the attempt failed. Instead, she ran her hands over his abdomen, tracing every muscle; it felt like a sculpture.
This sculpture was hers. She suddenly felt a sense of possession over Inuyasha, one that she must protect from Kikyo. 'This is MINE now,' she thought, 'He is mine, Kikyo!'
As those words of triumph crossed her mind, she pushed against his mouth, intending to put Inuyasha in the same state that he has her in now. She succeeded, for when she deepened the kiss, Inuyasha's voice vibrated into a deep growl once more, almost purring.
Inuyasha stopped so suddenly that a chill went through Kagome. He looked over in the corner of his eye, and his ear twitched.
"What is it?" Kagome asked.
Without reply, Inuyasha stood and scooped Kagome up with him, then walked to the porch door.
"Open it," he ordered in a very foreign voice. This voice was rough yet gentle, soft and deep. Kagome obeyed and reached out to the handle without protest, slowly sliding it open. He walked out to the front yard, trampling the confetti and used firecrackers, then allowed Kagome to stand on her own two feet.
"Where is a good place for us to be alone right now?" asked Inuyasha.
"Alone?" Kagome asked.
"That's what I said, Kagome."
Kagome tried to think straight, to come up with a good answer. It was on the edge of impossible, to think of anything else other than what just happened, but she figured something out. She walked behind of him and, on the tips of her toes, she raised and stretched until her arms reached around his shoulders. Comprehending, Inuyasha slid his hands up the back of her thighs and lift her on his back.
"Let's go where only Inuyasha can reach, " she answered.
He nodded, and with that, he started in the air, landing lightly from her roof top to a tree branch, to another tree branch, off into the forest. He took large bounds after another, sailing through the misty air. His hair flowed around Kagome's face from the speed, and Kagome spotted his ears. She helped herself and began to twirl a finger around one. He stopped suddenly, nearly loosing balance on the branch.
"Kagome!" he snapped.
"What did I do?"
"Stop doing that!"
"What?"
"That-that thing you do with my ears. You wanna fall out the tree?" His ears twitched as he scolded her.
"Why?"
"Why? Why-never mind that! Don't do it."
Kagome could feel the heat rising up on his neck. She leaned over next to his cheek. It turned light crimson. She smiled now at the true reason she could not play with his ears. They are sensitive, making her play with his ear equivalent to kissing his neck. Taking the advantage, she began to kiss his neck, sucking at it softly. The prodding of her mouth made Inuyasha's head droop since it was heavy with pleasure. He looked for a place to stop quickly before they did loose balance and fall. She did not know what it did to him when she did that. It was taking away his attention on everything else except her.
Inuyasha crouched down, cautiously lowering Kagome on the branch. She noticed for the first time she was on the other side of the forest, at the very edge, and was now gazing at the view of crops on top of flat-topped hills and acres of farmland stretching out into the orange and pink horizon. It reminded her of feudal Japan in the morning.
She gazed at the beauty in awe, slightly leaning out, and gasped when she lost balance. Inuyasha grabbed her wrist and swung her back in where she bumped into his chest. She looked up in slight embarrassment. He looked at her too with a tilted head, then rolled his eyes—probably pitying her non-balance as a human.
Inuyasha turned her around and leaned his back to the tree, sliding down with her to sit on the branch. Kagome leaned her back to him as they sat, bringing her knees up to her chin. He responded by encircling his arms and legs around her, wrapping her closer to his body and steady breathing. Finally, Inuyasha spoke.
"If I knew what you told me in the kitchen earlier, things would be different, " he said with a touch of resentment in his tone.
"Inuyasha," Kagome started, "How was I supposed to know what to say around you from how you acted all the time? I couldn't possibly know that you felt the same way I did."
There was a long pause as he thought of the best reply.
"I didn't."
Kagome tensed at this, now feeling awkward. What did he mean he didn't feel the same way?
Tracing her feelings, he drew in a deep breath of her aroma and closed his eyes as he spoke.
"How could I, Kagome, I had to know how to first. I did not know what I felt until you showed me. I'm sure if I had a mother, it would be a lot different, but all I had was that evil step brother to raise me, and I understand that now."
With that disclosed, as though he was happy to admit that, he kissed her neck diligently, like her neck was fragile. He stopped reluctantly and continued. His voice was firmer.
"But just because I feel love for you, doesn't mean I'm changing plans. We are almost through with this Shicon thing, and we are not stopping now. Once it is finished though, and the jewel is full, I am not sure what to do next." He squeezed her before he continued. "Still, whatever that is, you're with me. None of my future plans don't involve you. They never did before, but now it is official."
Kagome did not want to bring it up, but it was killing her inside. "And…Kikyo?"
Inuyasha grew silent again, then sighed. "Even when I first met you here, when I met you the wrong way, we still had to go back to feudal Japan, because our fate haunted us in your world. Sango family's' death was her fate, the hole in Miroku's hand was his fate, and you meeting Kikyo was your fate—and mine…mine involves Kikyo. I can't do much about it, but I'll fight it."
That was not the answer Kagome wanted, but she accepts it for now. The morning was too blissful to be worrying about that lifeless clay wandering about in Feudal Japan.
She closed her eyes with a smile and whispered, "She is in your fate, but I am in your heart."
Inuyasha did not know how to respond to that, but Kagome did not expect any less from Inuyasha. She found his hand on her stomach and held it, and he squeezed it while stroking her knuckles with his clawed thumb.
"So," he began, "When do we leave?"
"You're letting ME pick?" she asked mockingly.
"You better take the chance while it's here."
A/N: Well that's my comeback. Hopefully, it would all work out. Right now I am not in a very good mood. The reason why my story took about a year later to update is that my life is full of SHIT! I CAN'T TAKE THIS &# ANY MORE! I'm serious. I'm not making this an order, but if anyone who is reading this out there would like to cheer me up, feel free to e-mail. Oh yeah, and R/R. update sooner.