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Note: Does this chapter contain lemon....? Yes..? No...? Maybe..? I don't really know but this is just a warning.
Chapter 6
Inu Yasha followed the same steps that the girl took and came to the door she entered. As he was about to enter, a young girl walked by and knocked him on the shoulder, snapping him out of his daze. Quickly, he moved back from the door and looked around him. From up on the second floor he could get a good look down at the bottom floor.
Running over to the edge, he leaned his body out and looked down – his eyes constantly searching. A brunette walked up beside him and leaned over the edge, imitating him.
"What'cha looking for?" She asked in a playful tone. Inu Yasha quickly turned towards her.
"A girl." He replied, turning back to his search. The girl, taken back slightly at the lack of attention he was giving her, moved over closer towards him.
"You know, there are plenty of girls here who could probably satisfy you, so you don't really need to look for one specific girl." She said smiling, slightly hinting at herself as the top of her kimono slid over she shoulders, exposing her perfectly bronzed shoulder. Not sure whether that was deliberate or by accident, Inu Yasha felt his face grow red as he looked at her; eyes wide.
"I'm not looking for that kind of girl." He said to her. She looked up at him, into his deep amber eyes.
"Then is this girl your woman?" She asked. Inu Yasha stared at her. Staring at her, he noticed the first time how young she was. She looked to be no older than 14, and she was working here. Wearing the same thing as every other girl, a short kimono, she leaned in closer towards him. "Well is she?" She asked him again.
Inu Yasha hesitated. "No." He said finally.
"Then why look for her?" She asked giggling. Inu Yasha quickly turned away from her and continued searching. The girl sighed loudly beside him trying to get his attention, when he didn't move she walked away – slightly disappointed.
Damn it. Inu Yasha thought to himself. There are too many people, I can't get a scent. I had it a minute ago, where is it?
A chilling scream pierce the air behind him, turning around he looked into the room behind him. No one seemed to notice the scream, only Inu Yasha. Brushing it off as some girl trying to make some cash, he turned around and continued searching. A second scream came to his ears, this time louder. Turning around again, he looked at the door.
Walking towards the door, he pushed with all his might on the fragile doors. Knocking the door aside, he looked into the dimly lit room – his eyes adjusting. On the bed sat a man leaning over a young girl. As Inu Yasha stepped over the bottom of the door, he felt water seeping in between his toes. Looking down, a red bucket rested upside down surrounded by a pool of water. A small rag swam around in the dirty water and stopped beside Inu Yasha's foot, soaking his skin and seeping water in between his toes.
Glancing at the bed again, he met the man's eyes. The girl on the bed had her eyes closed, silver tears streaming down her cheeks. She looked strangely familiar to Inu Yasha. Her raven hair, her thin red lips and her small nose.
Kagome!
"Kagome!" He called out. She didn't move. Turning to the man, Inu Yasha looked at him. "What the hell do you think your doing?" He yelled in anger.
The stranger got of Kagome and wiped the side of his lips. "I'm enjoying what I paid for." He replied, smiling.
Placing a hand on his sword, Inu Yasha looked at the man. Feeling threatened by Inu Yasha's sword the man took a few drunken steps toward Inu Yasha, forming fists with his hands. Punching at Inu Yasha, he missed by at least an inch and tripped over the water bucket. Falling, his head hit the door and slammed it shut.
Staggering to his feet again, he gave a loud roar. He lifted his hands to his face again and formed two fists. Inu Yasha looked at the drunk and did the same thing. He walked around in a circle, tripping over his own feet occasionally, attempting to keep an eye on his opponent who was mirroring his every move.
Knowing the man couldn't win, Inu Yasha stood where he was waiting for him. With the last of his strength the guest lounged forwards at Inu Yasha, fists high. Lifting his right hand, Inu Yasha punched the man on top of the head and knocked him to the floor. He landed with a loud thud. Dusting off his hands, Inu Yasha made his way over to the bed.
Kagome lay shivering on the bed. Her hair spread in every direction. Her clothes were torn, exposing her soft skin. Opening her eyes, she saw Inu Yasha staring into her eyes. Turning onto her side, she wrapped her arms across her chest tightly. Kagome crawled into a small ball and held herself tightly; her skin was sticky with sweat and spit. The man's tongue had touched all over her and left their putrid smell on her skin. She felt as though she was going to barf at the smell of his scent on her skin. Shuddering again she looked up at Inu Yasha.
He remained expressionless as he stood before her. Biting his lip, Inu Yasha walked towards her and sat down on the edge of the bed with his back turned to her. Kagome grabbed onto herself tighter as she felt the tears come.
Inu Yasha sat before her, back hunched and speechless. What could he say her to make her feel better? Turning he saw the tears flowing out from under Kagome's eyelids. Inside, Inu Yasha felt his body crumple in pain as the tears rolled down her face and soaked the bed. Reaching over, he rested his hand on her exposed shoulder.
Kagome shuttered slightly at his touch but found herself calming down slowly. She felt his skin on her, his rough fingers covered with calluses from holding the paint brush for so many years; she smelt his scent, a mix of fresh grass from deep within the forest and the oils that he used for his paintings. She had decided to leave him and yet he came to find her. Yet again he saved her in her time of need.
When Kagome laid under the man, she felt herself slowly slipping away from everything around her. Then the door burst open and there stood Inu Yasha bathed in the light from behind him. He looked like a knight in shinning armor and at that exact moment Kagome felt her heart skip a beat, almost coming to a stop.
Inu Yasha looked down at Kagome; her eyes were red as was her face. As he lifted his hand of her shoulder, his hand shook. It longed to touch her skin again, to feel her soft silky skin under his hard hands. His hand paused in mid air and shook again. The feel of her skin was like nothing he'd felt before. For the past ten years of his life he had dedicated his life to painting.
In each of his creations, he pictured it in his mind and painted it onto his canvas. His hard hands grasped the paintbrushes and flew across the board, dashing color here and there. However, when he touched Kagome it was something different. It felt as if his wildest dreams had come true and he didn't even notice it till it as too late. Like the softest silk, the feeling of milk seeping through in between the fingers; something from out of this world.
His hand moved towards her again, and he quickly pulled it back to his side. Reaching for his shirt he unbuttoned it and let it slip of his shoulders. Picking it up, he placed it to the side as he got off the bed. Reaching over he grasped Kagome by both arms and lifted her into sitting position on the bed. With her arms still around her chest he picked up his shirt and draped it over her slender shoulders.
The shirt hung loosely, attempting to hold on but slipped off to one side exposing Kagome's shoulder. Taking each button into his hands, Inu Yasha buttoned it up and after he was done adjusted the shirt over her shoulders again.
Kagome watched Inu Yasha as he covered her with his shirt. Wrapping them around her shoulders, she watched him as he buttoned a couple of the buttons and smooth out some of the wrinkles. Releasing arms from around her she felt the softness of the shirt over her. Relaxing slightly, she slipped her arms into the sleeves and let her hands hang loose inside them. Looking up at him Kagome forced a small smile at him and he smiled back at her.
"Did he do anything to you?" He asked in a gentle tone. Kagome shook her head from side to side. That was all he had asked. Kagome had expected him to yell at her, scold her for being in a place like this, look down on her for working her, she had expected him to react and scorn her like everyone else she knew but nothing happened. He just sat there in front of her asking her if she was all right. Looking him in the eyes, Kagome leaned forward and wrapped her arms around his neck.
She felt Inu Yasha draw back under her from surprise and try to move away but Kagome held on tight. Slowly, Inu Yasha relaxed under her and remained where he was. Slowly he lifted his hands up and wrapped them around her waist holding onto her as she held onto him.
Inu Yasha closed his eyes and took in a deep quiet breath. Kagome's scent once again filled his nostrils and made his head dizzy. His whole body shook as he felt Kagome's weight on him once again. Although he didn't know, his body had longed for her touch since their last meeting. Her soft skin, her supple breasts, her intoxicating smell, her smooth features; everything about her made him lose control of mind and body, not being able to control himself he wrapped his arms around her tightly and pulled her close into him so that her chest pressed against his.
Kagome moved back slightly but felt a wave of relaxation wash over her. His soft white hair swished by her face as he pulled her in closer. This was her first time being so close to someone, feeling their breath on their neck, having their hands wrapped around her waist. The only people who ever held her this close were her parents – who she remembered little of, and Miroku – when he'd look after her for Moushin-sama.
Kagome eased herself into Inu Yasha and leaned herself onto him for support. Closing her eyes she rested her head against his shoulder and let out a whimper. The tears slowly rose to the surface and forced themselves down her cheek.
"I'm sorry." Kagome whispered, holding tightly onto Inu Yasha's shirt. He remained quiet and kept his hold on Kagome. Pushing herself off of him, Kagome wiped her tears and looked Inu Yasha in the eyes. Giving him a gentle smile, she pushed the hair from her face and slowly slid to the edge of the bed beside him. Sitting there, the two remained silent and stared down at the floor not knowing what to say.
"Why are you working here?" Inu Yasha asked finally.
"I..." Kagome hesitated. Turning to Inu Yasha she looked upon his face and turned her head back. "I needed the money."
"Then why didn't you find a suitable job to work at...other than here." He replied.
Kagome remained quiet. Feeling the silence drag on, Inu Yasha stood up and turned to Kagome. Placing one hand on his scabbard, Inu Yasha grabbed Kagome's hand with his free hand. Leading her out the door, he dragged her down the stairs and towards the door. Leaving her there for a minute, Inu Yasha ventured back into the crowd in search of Miroku.
He found him in the company of five very perky girls. Each of the girls had a full head of blond hair and rather alluring figures. A row of cups surrounded them from right to left and every one of them cheeks had turned a bright pink.
"Ladies, ladies. I'm not saying I'm a hero." Miroku explained, keeping a rather beautiful girl close to him. "But...well, I guess I am." He added, laughing at himself. The girls around him laughed like their lives depended on it and as Inu Yasha walked up to them, each of them turned their hair towards the white haired hanyou.
"Inu Yasha." Miroku asked his speech heavy with the scent of liquor. "Would you care to join me and these five lovely women for a drink?" The girls around him leaned in closer towards Miroku and looked up at Inu Yasha. The one closest to Miroku, leaned into him and lifted her lips to his neck, nibbling away at his skin making him turn bright red. Lifting her leg, she crawled up his leg and rested a hand on his chest.
Inu Yasha, slightly disgusted by the girl, pushed his way into the crowd and grabbed Miroku's wrist and pulled him with all his might. The girl on him fell to the floor with a loud thud and looked up giving Inu Yasha a deep stare of hatred. Pulling Miroku, Inu Yasha moved through the groups of people back towards Kagome at the door.
Miroku followed Inu Yasha like a dog on a leash, his mind very affected by the amount of alcohol the girls forced down his throat. Pulling his wrist out of Inu Yasha's grasp, he swayed slightly before a sudden feeling came up from the pit of his stomach. Running as fast as he can, he ran past Kagome and outside where he leaned over behind and tree.
Inu Yasha made his way up to Kagome just as Miroku ran past them with lightning fast speed. Kagome quickly reacted and was about to run after Miroku when Inu Yasha stopped her and held her back.
"I suggest that you don't go after him" He said with a tone of disgust.
Ewe.
Looking out the door, past the pink silk curtains Kagome saw Miroku's figure leaning over behind a tree. Feeling slightly disgusted she turned back to Inu Yasha. He didn't look at her; he just kept his gaze straight ahead. Finally he looked down at her and smiled.
"Lets go." He said gently with a gentle face. Taking a few steps past Kagome he stepped over the door frame he looked back and held out a hand out for Kagome; like a knight holding out his hand for his maiden in waiting. Kagome held herself back; smiling at him with sadness filling her eyes she shook her head.
At this moment, Kagome wanted more than anything to take his hand but she remained behind the curtains holding her hands to her chest.
"I can't."
