Disclaimer: INUYASHA IS MINE! SUE ME! BRING IT ON, BABY! Seriously. I'm in Mock Trial. I am the attorney for the expert witness. I shall defend myself in the court of law. *takes one look at lawyers for Takahashi* Hey ya know what? *gulps* I just lost my confidence! I don't own him!
Ok. Eight reviews. Could I PLEASE get 100 reviews by chapter 10? Don't procrastinate. Don't tell yourself you can't write a satisfactory one. Don't say I don't want it or I won't read it. I NEED THESE REVIEWS! The more reviews you get, the more likely people are to say 'hey that story seems popular it must be good I should read it!'
But thanks for the eight anyways!! ^o^
Responses:
SM together: Thank you very much. I am supposing SM means Sango Miroku? If so, then so true, so true! Eepeth! They are SO kawaii together!!
Lavender Valentine: THANK YOU! LAVENDER V. HAS JUST GIVEN ME ONE OF MY MOST FAVORITEST COMPLIMENTIES! I WORK SOOOO UNBELIEVABLY HARD TO CONVEY EMOTIONS TO YOU!!! GOD I love you, Lavender! May I call you Lavender? ^^
Kitsuki-chan: It's ok. Just don't procrastinate ever again on my stories ^^! Ok. Kazaana. I laughed when I read 'randomly vacuuming things up'. Ok. I did mention it- remember how I said he was wearing prayer beads? *bows furiously* Gomen nasai for confuserating you! Gomen! *bows again but goes lightheaded so stops*
Sara1664: Oh yes, Kagome is QUITE capable of swearing! *laughs*
Schizophrenic Pyromaniac: I KNOW I'VE SEEN A COUPLE PIX OF INU'S DADDY! OMG HE IS SOOOOOOO HOT! Sesshy looks EXACTLY like him! *hands you pix of him, signed by him* here ya go! I had a little, er, *coughs* encounter with him... ^o^
fire lovin demon: Um yeah. I guess I know where this is going... I guess... but hey, if you like it, then on with the show! Thank you for reviewing. I always look forward to opening you reviews!! ^^
shanaka: Thanks for the luck *breaks own leg* hehe! For luck *winces* My finals went well- I got all A's. Stupid Mrs. G in art gave me another A-, but it counts. Yay! And yours?
rain angst: You name is SO COOL. Sorry. I just really like rain (my nickname is Ami, which means rain in Japanese) and I LOVE angst! Hehe, can you tell? Esp. from this story... ^^;
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*WARNING! READ THIS! THIS CHAPTER INCLUDES SOME LIME... ON THE EDGE OF LEMON... SO IF YOU ARE TOO YOUNG/OFFENDED BY SUCH THINGS, DO NOT READ THE AREA MARKED BY *@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*!*
*Slave To One's Fears*
*Chapter 8*
Coming from me, you'd have never thought
That I could rebel...
Well I have.
And I do.
And I will.
And I'm not giving up until you're dead on the ground.
Kagome stormed blindly, not really heeding where she was going. She stumbled once, but kept pressing on, her anger fueling her maddened pace. She ended up, some time later, near a small hut. Crying angrily, tears cascading down her red cheeks, she sat on a hill just outside of it, overlooking a small rice paddy. The area hadn't been visited recently: the rice paddy was overgrown with watercress (A/N: do they have watercress in Japan? Well if they don't, sue me.) and other wild weeds. Kagome, in a rage over Inuyasha's stupidity, ran down to the water's edge. She plucked a few strands of the wild watercress and popped it in her mouth, chewing angrily. The bittersweet flavor filled her mouth, comforting her slightly. She kicked off her sandals and made sure her kimono was high enough, then waded into the cool water. Small fish darted here and there, bright flecks of white, orange, red, and black flirted with her toes. Kagome wondered how they got there.
As she walked, she considered. Inuyasha had made her hopping mad, on the verge of going demon. And she wasn't even a demon. She sidestepped a clump of rice, then kept going on the purposely submerged path. She wriggled her toes as she walked, enjoying the light-colored soft silt that had been scattered to show the walkway. Kagome sighed. This was more like it. Serene, quiet, cool water, and best of all: no Inuyasha.
No Inuyasha. Kagome sighed again. She... would love be the word? Hypothetically (*cough, cough*) speaking, Kagome loved Inuyasha. They had always fought, but never this bad. But then, he had never compared her to a clay pot. So there. Kagome looked up at the skies. A clear, bright blue. A few fluffy white clouds swept about here and there, giving a look of faux perfection. Kagome picked a stone up from underneath the water and threw it angrily, causing a ripple in the otherwise glassy surface. She waited for a while, waiting for the infinitesimal waves to reach her. When they did, she let out a cry.
"Kami-sama, how can this be so perfect, so peaceful? The sky looks beautiful, the water is great, I'm in flawless harmony right now, and yet..." She paused, the tears returning. "My life is SO DAMN CONFUSING! The man I love, I repeat, I LOVE, hates me, thinks I'm horrible... How can that be? Was I so foolish as to believe he loved me back? Of course he doesn't. He loved that Kikyou girl. That slave of Naraku. Of course, when Naraku found out, he did away with the girl and thought he did the same with Inuyasha... But he didn't... Kikyou could do personification spells and he had no idea." Kagome paused again. "And Inuyasha doesn't know it was Naraku who killed her. And then I came along..." She began to cry again. "And all he says is I'm some bitch who can't kiss worth a damn!" She climbed slowly out of the paddy, sobbing. "Stupid, stupid..."
(A/N: Does the 'girl+boy= Naraku killing them' sound familiar? If it doesn't, I believe the chapter labeled 'Inexperience' should help you. Read it over to refresh your memory.)
"You're not stupid." Inuyasha's miserable voice spoke out behind her.
"HOLY CHICKEN! WHAT THE HECK!" Kagome yelled, spinning around so fast that her feet slipped and she flopped butt-first into the water atop some rice. Inuyasha yelled out in concern, although he was wondering why she had yelled something about a chicken.
"Kagome! I'm so sorry!" He gathered her up and swiftly carried her to the hill. Setting her down, he apologized. "I'm sorry I startled you. Gomen!" Kagome slapped him point-blank.
*SLAP*
"Inuyasha-baka, how dare you show up, huh? And I wasn't talking about me, I was talking about you! You are stupid, not me!" She turned around, livid tears tracking down her already water-glossed face. Inuyasha swung desperately around her.
"Kagome, I'm sorry! I-I didn't mean what I said, about you and the clay pot and-"
*SLAP*
"SHUT UP!" Kagome screamed. "I DO NOT CARE! YOU SAID IT..." She cried so hard that she grabbed herself around the stomach as though in pain. "You always say it... you are such an insensitive jerk that you never realize how much it HURTS ME! Inuyasha! Why do you torment me? Just get rid of me! Go lament your precious Kikyou!" She cried harder, if possible. Inuyasha dropped to his feet.
"Kagome? Oh, Kagome, if I'd known, I... dammit Kagome I love you!" Inuyasha fiercely wrapped her up into a tight hug. "I want you to be my mate, Kagome! But now... I'm scared you don't want me and... hell, I don't know what I'll do without you!" Kagome froze. His...
"Your... mate?" She asked, her voice wavering with the scared feeling in her stomach, the feeling that told her he was lying. Inuyasha nodded, golden eyes glossy with unaccustomed emotion.
"My mate." Inuyasha stated as firmly as possible. Kagome gasped.
"As in forever?" She still couldn't believe it.
"As in longer then forever." He stated again. Kagome looked at the ground.
"Me, Kagome? Not Kikyou?" Inuyasha sliced off her words with a harsh kiss. Kagome returned it fully, hoping, praying. When Inuyasha ended it, she couldn't breathe. And that was a good thing at the moment.
"Kikyou is gone. She will never be back. She's not who I want. Not now, not in fifty years, not in an existence of anything. That would be your place, Kagome. Please?" Now he was begging. Kagome looked in his eyes and saw fear, desire, hopefulness... and truth. Nodding slowly, she smiled.
"Hai, Inuyasha. Hai."
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Inuyasha got up and did a brief dance, then landed on Kagome, growling excitedly. "My mate my mate my mate my mate my mate..." He repeated over and over in-between kisses, which he trailed hotly with an open mouth from her forehead to her lips to her neck to her shoulders. Raging desire pooled rapidly in Kagome's lower stomach: she moaned out loud. Kami shoksho, his mouth was too far away from the source of it all! She wrapped her arms around him and twisted her legs around his own, pleading silently with him. Inuyasha felt a feral desire inside of him: his demon side was ordering, screaming for him to take her now. As in right now. Inuyasha's human side couldn't help but comply. Kagome, a little more used to the messages her body was sending her (seeing as she was fully human 24/7), instantly reacted. She began to return his kisses, just as scalding, on his neck. Inuyasha became intensely aware of the pulse of her blood in her neck and his demon side cried out desperately, trying to be heard. It told him to bite her, bite hard, so that she would always be sure of his love. It told him if he did this, no other demon would dare touch her. She would be his for eternity. She wouldn't live a human life, she would live for a long, long time. As long as he. If he became full demon, so would she. Then they would live forever. Kagome was suffering beneath him in the meantime. His touch was torturing her, burning her, invoking something that could not be satisfied unless... and he was going so damn slow! She twined her legs tighter, pulling him closer to the source of her lust, demanding that one simply intricate thing that she needed to satisfy her terrible need. He began to whimper and ran his claw along the offending neckline of her kimono. Kagome looked into his golden eyes.
"Get off me, Inuyasha." He whimpered in surprise and hurt and backed off. What...? Kagome grinned.
"I can't take off my clothes with you on me, for kami's sake!"
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Ok it's over! Hehehehehe!
~Whee! Dancing on that beautifully thin line between lime and lemon...
*The conversation about to take place is suggestive of Naraku's bad habits, very suggestive, so, if you are too young or yeah... blah blah blah. Stop reading. Otherwise- continue on!*
Miroku shook his head. The baka. Saying things like that. He was a little disturbed that Chani and Kagome had been listening, but ah well. Things were good. Except...
Miroku looked down at the cloth covering his curse. It pained him more and more each day, a slow burning ache that seemed to grow every time he went around Sango. Not that he blamed her... Stupid Naraku. He'd have to destroy him soon or else he-
"Miroku. I want my slave back." Speak of the devil. Miroku stood, thoroughly enraged.
"Naraku!? What are you doing here!? Get off my property!" Naraku smirked and sat down on a futon-like seat.
"I think not, my friend. Please, have a seat. Let me explain." Miroku's fists clenched, pushing his fingernails into his skin.
"This is my home, Naraku. I do not need your invitation to sit on my own property. Why are you here?" Miroku demanded. Naraku smirked.
"Monk, listen. I want my slave back. The dark-eyed one." He said. He looked tired as he said it, but Miroku didn't care.
"I'm not giving her to you. It doesn't take a brilliant person to figure that out! Oh, yeah. I forgot. I'm talking to you. Here. Let me explain." Miroku got closer to Naraku, flames burning in his eyes over his defense of Chani. "I. Love. Her. And by the gods, she may love me back. I'm not going to let her slip through my fingers- and if I did, I certainly wouldn't give her to you! What, do you think I'm stupid? I know all you plan to do is get her between your legs, you demented hentai! You don't care how much you hurt her, physically and emotionally, in fact you LIKE it when she SCREAMS, and you certainly don't care how young she is! So back off!" He ended, seeing red. Naraku smiled and slowly shook his head.
"While we're on the subject, Miroku. YOU don't seem to care how young she is either! Come now, surely you are not so blind as to not see her beauty! Miroku," he leaned in closer to the monk's face. "You do not dream of taking her into your bed? Hmm? Miroku, enjoy her. She's been beautifully trained, she really has. She passed my expectations a thousand times over. And it's been about that many times too."
"You make me sick."
"Welcome to the world of slave owning, young one." That was it.
"Get out. Chani is mine. Get out now." Naraku shrugged.
"Yes sir. Just... have some fun. Lighten up, Miroku." He winked. "Oh- and her right side is more sensitive, if you catch what I am saying." Miroku shuddered at the thought.
"OUT!" Naraku left. Miroku fell to the floor, thoroughly horrified with the thought of everything Naraku had said. And Miroku knew that Naraku had meant- and tested- every bit of it. Retching, Miroku threw up.
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*Suggestive Themes/Harsh Swearing Coming Up!*
A little boy, more specifically Shippou, was walking past a hut when he heard some odd noises. Coming closer, he caught a fragment.
"Damn... you... Inuyasha..."
What the heck? He thought. Inuyasha? And was that... Kagome? She sounds really weird...
"Don't... stop..."
HOLY CRAP!! THEY ARE... THEY ARE... RUN AWAY! RUN AWAY!
He scattered, dropping a small basket of odd mushrooms behind.
*BOMPF*
"Wahhh!" One of the mushrooms screamed.
*BOMPF*
"Wahhh!"
*BOMPF*
"Wahhh!"
"What the hell... is that... fucking... noise?" Muttered Inuyasha, not to be distracted from his current task of 'spending quality time' with Kagome.
"Who cares?..." Kagome managed to breath out between moans of heavenly pleasure and intense desire. "Who... really... cares?"
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(A/N: Sorry. I HAD to put that in there! *is laughing hysterically* hahaha... poor Shippou... I wonder how he feels! After all, Kagome's like his mom and whatnot! *laughs harder* hahaha! Ooh ^^ naughty Kagome/Inuyasha!)
*End of Suggestive Themes/Harsh Swearing*
"Slave." Sango froze, instantly recognizing the voice. She turned around, dreading the person speaking.
"Slave, your master has turned you over to me. You belong to me again." Sango shook her head.
"No..."
*SMACK*
"You will never speak in your master's presence!"
"Miroku loves me... he gave me his love..."
"He sold his 'love' to me," sneered Naraku, "For a horse. Follow me."
"No..."
*CRASH*
Sango felt darkness swallowing her, enveloping her in it's smothering ways. The very last conscious thought she had was this:
I hate you, Miroku... Why did you betray me? You said I held your love... I was a fool...
God damn you Miroku. God damn you to the most painful hell.
^DO NOT KILL ME! THIS IS LEADING UP!!
Well, THAT was interesting! Like I said! LEADING UP!
However, I need a will to continue this story. I really should quit it, considering the damage it's having on my school/homework time... and if people don't appreciate it, what's the point? So, show me that it's worth it: review. Please.
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