Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha.

Author's Note: A little lemon is getting started here (i.e. light sexual situations). Don't read if you don't like Kikyou and Inuyasha being in love!

"Kikyou!" Inuyasha saw her slowly coast towards the shore. She looked at him strangely as she dismounted the wooden craft.

"Inuyasha? Have you come to reject me again?" Kikyou wiped her eyes to stop the tears that were already flowing.

Inuyasha didn't realize what was happening before he had already grabbed Kikyou and pulled her towards him. He nuzzled his nose into her fragrant ebony locks. "Kikyou," he whispered. "I'm sorry."

"For what?" Kikyou stared ahead, trying not to enjoy his embrace too much.

"Kikyou, I need to stay alive to kill Naraku. That's why I couldn't go with you." Inuyasha couldn't release his hold on her. Kikyou finally pushed him away. Her sad eyes pulled at the hanyou's heart.

"Will killing him bring me back?" She said accusingly.

"No," Inuyasha admitted sadly.

"Inuyasha," the miko's lips trembled, wanting to turn the sacred conversation into another topic. "I am sorry if you thought me to be too forward earlier." She was embarrassed.

He smiled at her reassuringly. "Kikyou, if there is one person that I would let kiss me and embrace me, it would be you."

"Not Kagome?" She replied coolly.

Inuyasha took a step back and looked down. "You tell me, Kikyou. Am I supposed to be with her? She is your reincarnation, after all."

"I… I believe so." Kikyou wanted to take that back, even though she knew it was true.

"What if I said I didn't want her?"

Kikyou looked surprised. "But you didn't want to follow me back to the underworld."

Inuyasha smiled sheepishly. "Just because I don't want to die doesn't mean I don't want to be with you Kikyou. And want you."

There was a look in his eyes that Kikyou had never seen before. "What do you mean?" She questioned. "Do you pity me?"

Inuyasha couldn't help himself. His emotions were running high, and the sight of Kikyou's trim body and beautiful features had his heart racing, as well as the unfinished business from earlier. Damn it, he thought. I wanted to comfort her, and now I'm aroused. He buried his head into her neck again and kissed it softly. Her skin was cool to his touch and she moaned becomingly. The hanyou was ashamed when the evidence of his arousal pushed against Kikyou's hakama.

"Inu… Yasha?" Kikyou breathed. "We can't… I don't know what you're doing, but…" She couldn't complete her sentences. Although in a clay body, it responded very well with the same pangs and urges she experienced in her life with the hanyou before her. Although there was no real flesh inside her, she felt her stomach aching with what she could only guess was lust, and her hips wanted to push back against Inuyasha. Tears sprang to her eyes and she turned away from him. "If only I was human again…"

The hanyou shook his head. "Kikyou, don't be afraid." Inuyasha didn't know what had come over him, but he wanted her so badly, he couldn't stand it. Although he knew what he wanted to do, he had no idea how to go about it. He just did what his body and heart urged him to do. I have to give this to Kikyou. Please, he prayed, let it be possible. He didn't even know if her new body would allow any kind of response, but when he felt her push against him slightly, his whole body shook.

"Inuyasha, my body is cold. I don't know-" The hanyou interrupted her with a passionate kiss, one that encompassed his whole being. His lips crashed against hers with all of his anger and frustration at the way things had turned out. He pushed his tongue into her yielding mouth, basking in the remembered passion that they had once shared.

"Inuyasha," Kikyou moaned softly, returning the kiss gently. She felt herself blushing as they shared the passionate moment. Inuyasha looked down at her in wonder.

So Kikyou can blush, after all, he thought to himself. Maybe she isn't just a cold clay body. Maybe her passion and her spirit can warm her. His locks of silver hair brushed over her soft face as he leaned over to whisper in her ear.

What the hanyou was saying in lowered tones so shocked Kikyou that she felt her belly lurch with pleasure and her eyes widened. And as he ran his hands over her body, she felt the heat from his palms emanate through her.

"How come you didn't tell me that you could keep yourself warm if you desired?" Inuyasha laughed at her.

"I…" Kikyou trailed off. "A clay body will respond to whatever temperature it is, just as it does in a kiln." The miko felt tears of frustration gather in her eyes. She may have been a clay body, but she was also Kikyou, the strong, sublime miko of fifty years ago. She was powerful and beautiful, and now she was going to prove herself to Inuyasha. So she could give Inuyasha what he wanted. And what she wanted as well.

She began to move against him, and he started to become very excited, but Kikyou's finger at his lips silenced him.

"Only for a while," she whispered. "Only for you." The miko smiled. "I don't really know how this all happened. But I am grateful."

The glowing orbs left by her Soul Collectors nearby lit up the area like stars. It was a beautiful sight, and Inuyasha felt drunk with happiness. He kissed Kikyou all over her face, feeling childish and insecure, until she cupped his face in her now-warm hands and kissed his lips softly. She returned for another kiss, and then tugged his lower lip with her teeth, urging him on.

Author's Note: What will happen next? Will the two consecrate their love, or fear discovery and chaos? Please read and review.