Chapter II: Only You

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I see you in the dark.

Only you.

Can you save me

from this darkness too?

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The next morning, Kagome was near to famished. She couldn't understand why she was so hungry. Squinting in the morning sun, she sat up. Her room was fabulous, with shining walls and floors.

"Where am I?" She asked herself quietly. Then she remembered. Mom is out, so I'm staying with her ultra-hot super-young boyfriend. She rolled over, and stepped onto the shining glass floor.

Her bags were in the corner of the room. Hobbling slightly, she made her way over to them. She had slept in her dress, and now it was wrinkled, so she decided to change into a tee shirt and jeans. She exited her room as quietly as possible, and padded in the direction she thought the dining room was. Near the staircase, she could smell something delicious.

Suddenly excited, she ran in the distant direction of the aroma. After many sharp turns and back tracks, Kagome finally found the dining room. The high ceiling domed to a crest, and the very top had a large mural on it. More interested in food than art, Kagome hurried over to the silver plates and utensils. On top of the lone plate was a small white card. Intrigued, she read it.

To my dear Kagome,

I am out on errands. I will not return until six o'clock this evening. Food will be prepared for you. Please don't do anything stupid.

Love,

Inu-yasha

The note was written in old-fashion Kanji, and if Kagome had not taken that course in college, she would have no idea what it meant. She tossed the note aside, and dove for the nearest platter.

After she had eaten just about everything on the table, Kagome headed out to explore the house. Nothing really interesting, she noticed. Because all of the other rooms were empty, she decided she would go find the main hall. She found herself an hour later lying on her back staring at the high ceiling of the mansion. The endless patterns of light that moved across the sparkly material amused her to no end. She sighed and blinked, letting her mind wander back to last night when he held her so close.

"So close..." She whispered, closing her eyes. She could see Inu-yasha's beautiful face, his well-built body with those broad shoulders. She licked her lips, and slipped into a very good dream.

He ran his hands over the thin fabric of her dancing dress, groaning at the feeling of her pressing herself to him. He cupped her breasts with his hands while kissing her neck gently. She sighed in bliss, as he lowered her to the bed.

Inu-yasha licked her bare back in slow, circular motions. She shivered as his hands ran over her sides. Gripping her hips firmly, he bucked into her, tearing her virginity, and making her cry. She wept into the bed sheet quietly, as his hands began to make slow, comforting motions on her back. When she had quieted down, he began to rock in and out of her in agonizingly slow motions.

She heard him bite back a groan of pleasure; she turned her head to see him throw back his gorgeous head. Turned on, she began to move herself on the bed in the rhythm that he was thrusting. A small pool of heat gathered in her abdomen, as his thrusts grew stronger and faster.

"Ooh..." Her own moan woke her out of her lovely daydream. The dream that seemed to have lasted seconds had dragged on for a good two hours. She sat up on the shining floor, and checked her watch. It read 12:32.

Groaning, she attempted to get up, but failed miserably. Her own core was throbbing dully from the sweet sensation of pleasure. Lying herself back in the floor, she took one collective breath, and managed to get on her feet.

"Now I've got to find something different to do." Kagome said glumly, kicking the floor gently. She left the lobby and set out for her room. She just reached for the handle when an idea shot across her mind. "I wonder where Inu-yasha's room is..."

She set out through the house, checking every single room for a sign of life. When she had covered the entire west wing, the grandfather clock in the lobby struck six. Groaning in annoyance, she went to the door to wait for him.

When a large limo pulled up and her silver-haired beauty stepped out of the car, Kagome felt her face go red. She stood there, and waited for him, watched his swagger, watched his shoes. She opened the door for him and smiled brightly.

"Inu-yasha! You have no idea how boring it is in this house!"

"Trust me, I know." He said quietly, smiling at her. He walked past her and hung his jacket up on a hook by the door. "I'm having a party tonight, some business friends. I thought maybe we could have another dance." He said softly, his harsh eyes melting into friendly pools of gold. Kagome blushed again, nodding.

"What should I wear, I can't go in this, can I?" She asked jokingly.

"I'd like it if you wore the dress you wore last night." Inu-yasha whispered, stepping closer to poor, innocent Kagome. She noticed the slight change in distance between them. She nodded, and ran to her room.

"I'll have to get it dry-cleaned." Inu-yasha said calmly.

Kagome slammed the door behind her and leaned against it. She exhaled, relieved that she was out of the fire. Was he really attracted to her? She would just have to find out.

She searched her room for her dress. When she couldn't find it, she decided to go ask Inu-yasha.

"INU-YASHA!" She screamed into the empty hall. Silence.

"WHAT?!" He cried from somewhere below her.

"WHERE THE FUCK IS MY DRESS!?"

"Nice choice words." He said. She spun around.

"How did you get into my room?!" she yelled at him, snatching her dress from his hands.

"You're welcome for dry-cleaning your dress." He said, lying down on her bed.

"How did you get into my room?" She asked, calming down.

"You left your window open." He jabbed a thumb at the open window.

"I need to change." Kagome said, turning towards her dresser.

"Fine with me." She thought she heard. She spun around, but her bed was empty. She shrugged her shoulders, and pulled off her jeans. What she did not notice was a pair of golden eyes watching her.

"Inu-yasha! She's lovely!" cried one of Inu-yasha's female co-workers. She bowed politely to Kagome. "Please, don't mind."

"Oh, no it's alright." Kagome said. "I'm Kagome."

"Sango, nice to meet you." Sango said, smiling. A man appeared at her side. He had pretty violet eyes and a nice build.

"You're right, Sango, she is lovely." The man said. "My name is Miroku. nice meeting you." Miroku said, taking Kagome's hand and kissing it firmly.

"Hentai." Sango muttered, slapping the back of Miroku's head. Kagome giggled, but stopped when she felt Inu-yasha's arm around her shoulders.

"Oh, so she's your date." Miroku said apologetically, backing away. Inu-yasha let go of Kagome's shoulders and glared daggers at Miroku.

The last few guests arrived, and the lights dimmed. All of Inu-yasha's business partners paired up. Kagome noticed Sango and Miroku blushing together while she placed his hands on her waist. When the music started, Inu-yasha had her arms around his neck, and his hands on her hips. She couldn't shake his gaze, so she looked at his clothes. He was wearing a very sexy tuxedo. He pulled her to him, and buried his face in her neck.

Her breath hitched in her throat at the sensation. Their bodies fit together like the missing pieces of her life. Where had Inu-yasha been all of these years? Of course the feeling was mutual.

"Kagome..." He whispered in her ear.

"Hmm?" She replied, relaxing against him.

"We're just bonding, right?"

"Yes." She said. That was the end of the conversation. Neither of them spoke until the guests began to leave. When both Miroku and Sango left, Kagome dismissed herself to her room and stayed there. She removed her dress, put away her shoes, and washed off her makeup.

Closing her eyes, Kagome began to drift back to the dream she had earlier.

He ran his hands down her shoulders, kissing her. She could feel his hard erection on her lower back. His hands fell forward to cup her breasts gently. She reached behind her and grabbed his crotch. She smiled at his reaction.

Spinning around, she captured his full lips with hers. She lifted both of her legs when she felt the signal. His hands supported her ass while she wrapped both legs around his waist. Stopping for a moment, Kagome looked around the room. They were in an old warehouse, it looked like. Inu-yasha still had on jeans, Kagome had on an old sweater, but nothing else. She could see her underwear and skirt discarded several feet away. She felt one of his hands between his crotch and her wet vagina. He unzipped his pants, and his shaft slid out with his help. Turning around, he put her down on a woodpile. She gazed into his golden orbs.

Gently, he lifted her sweater over her head. In one swift motion, he picked her up, and his slippery penis slid smoothly into her waiting center. She threw her head back and moaned for him.

"That's right, my kitten. Cry my name." He said, picking up her hips and slamming her to him. Mewling, she leaned back and placed her hands on the woodpile he had set her down on earlier. Finding a more convenient position, Inu-yasha shifted her legs so that they were over his shoulders. As soon as he had completed his task, he began to move within her.

"Ooh... nnngh... not so... slow..." she said, trying to make him pick up his pace.

He only slowed down more, relishing the feeling of her wet pussy. He began striking her core, her very center of pleasure. With every thrust, he gathered more strength and speed. Soon he was pumping in and out of her frail body ruthlessly. Kagome felt her inner muscles clamp down on Inu-yasha. A wave of pleasure crashed down on her.

"I-INU-YASHA!!" She cried out into the night. She sat up, shaking, sweating, and exhausted. She could hear footsteps outside her door, running along the hallway. Her door burst open.

"What!? What's wrong?!" Inu-yasha asked, running to her side.

"Nothing's wrong..." Kagome said quietly. "I just had.... a bad dream."

"Do you need anything? If you do, just tell me, okay honey?" He asked, pushing her sweaty bags off her forehead. Again, her beautiful eyes captivated him. They seemed to shine in the dark.

He did not ignore the scent of arousal. How could he miss it? It was turning him on, just thinking about her, her dream, her arousal and him. What was she dreaming about him that could have given her a 'wet dream'? He'd leave all of those questions until later.

"I'm fine. Goodnight, Inu-yasha." she said, falling back onto her pillow and closing her eyes.

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I hide from you.

Only you.

Can you save me

from everyone else too?

I run to you

only you

can you save me...

from you?

Only you

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I REALLY like this so far.