AN: This chapter is unfinished, unedited and very raw.
My computer broke.
Again. *sniff*
It smells like burned plastic in the vents.
So I'm trying to remember what the hell I wrote last time.
Damn my trust in a machine!!!!
I stopped saving to disks and look where it got me. So, I'll update as soon as I find time to write again. This is just to appease your thirst for my story. Hope it holds you over.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Disclaimer : Okay. Scratch the whole kidnapping thing. So I was thinking to myself :
"Hey self! I could just buy the whole franchise."
So I looked it up on E-Bay. And it was WAAAAAAAAAY more expensive than I could EVER afford.
So I'm back at square one. How to get my hands on that rude dog-boy and his little friends too.....
I'll come up with something. Have no fear! For I am a writer with a big imagination.
HEY!
I can hear you laughing!
Stop that!
*sigh* Critics.
Chapter 13 : Why you should never grow up.....
Upon waking, Kagome snuggled deeper into her Inu-cacoon. His arms tightened around her and his warm breath stroked her neck from where his head rested against her shoulder. It was a wonderful thing to wake up to. And it just got better every time.
She turned in the circle of his arms and gazed into the face she so loved. How anyone could hate him, she didn't know. They hated him at first glance without even getting to know his crass, surly, high strung, hot headed.....
Okay, so maybe it was better if they didn't talk to him first. Still, he was the most handsome man she'd ever met. He was even hotter than most of the movie stars at home. But even if he walked around looking as he did now, relaxed, friendly, innocent even, she wasn't sure people would but aside their prejudices for a moment and get to know the hanyou she did. He was so full of life, passion, fire and love. Too bad he kept it so bottled up and hidden away, even from himself, to let anyone know him like she did. Because for all the acts he put on she could see through all his posturing and into his heart. If they got to know that side of him she was sure some of the hostility toward hanyous would abate some.
The anathema to his very existence twitched and took her eyes away from his face, away from his full, pouty lips glossed over from sleep, and to the top of his head where the white appendages lay. She was struck with the sudden urge to touch one. Just to see if it was a soft as she remembered.
She reached for one and was amazed at the sheer fuzziness of the ear! 'Why would anyone hate him for these? Just because he's different doesn't mean anything!' Filled with a sudden loathing scorn for her own people, she slid up and kissed one in apology.
She heard a sudden intake of air and a deep growl start. Her heart jumped in fear and she quickly pulled away to see if he was still asleep. He was and there was no sound. She figured it was her imagination wishing for his eyes to open so she could see the amber hues. Shaking her head slightly at her own silliness, she turned her attention back to his ears. She smiled faintly, thinking of all the times when she'd been distracted by them in the middle of one of their many fights, of the first time she'd seen him and found it odd that she was just as attracted to them now as she was then. Two years and they still fascinated her. She reached for one again, but it flinched away. She went in pursuit.
Inuyasha had almost had a heart attack when he awoke to Kagome's scent being so strong in his nostrils. The feeling doubled when he realized that they were so entwines together, legs and arms wrapped around each other intimately as they'd slept. The wave of love he felt for her took his breath away and he nearly choked on the need to make her his own. Then no one could take her away from him.
No one could touch her.
No one WOULD touch her.
Not that mangy wolf, or that pansy boy human. Or even his best friend that lecherous monk. He might have been acting like a pervert all these years, according to him, but as a great scholar once said 'Perfection is a habit, not a state of being.' Or something like that. And the same went for lechery.
The growl that was formed from his musings was waking Kagome up and he tried to still and pretend to be asleep, hoping to give her a few more hours of much needed rest. No such luck. Her heart beat faster, her breathing became shallower and he knew she was awake.
Before he could say a thing, she shrank more into him, shoving her perfect posterior into his groin. His eyes rolled back and he bit his lip to keep from groaning. His arms tightened even more possessively around her. No one could ever have her but him.
As she turned to him, he closed his eyes and relaxed. Maybe if he looked asleep she would go back to sleep and stop affecting him like this. After all, it worked with Kaede when he wanted her to sleep.
But again, no luck.
He was having a hard enough time controlling himself with her just breathing on him, but the emotions coming from her were driving him crazy. Sadness, guilt, anger, desire, all melded together in his nose, seeping through his every pore, making him long to fight off all the unpleasant ones and help her with the other. And feeling her eyes scour his face didn't help.
When they settled on his mouth he almost lost it and kissed her then, but he held himself in check well enough. That is until his ears twitched, drawing her attention to them. He almost sighed in relief.
Then he felt her fingers rubbing the base and inside. He almost died. It was at this precise moment that he found they were sensitive to more than just sound. Her touch was so much different than when his mother had petted them, comforting him as a child. And it was sooooooooo much better.
She slid her body sensually up his own until his face was encased in the cottony softness of Kagome's bosom. He was in heaven as her scent was multiplied ten times and fed directly to his nose. It was at this moment that he had another epiphany.
She was in heat.
He could've beat his head against a wall. How could he forget that??? It was almost time for the quarter moon, the one time every month Kagome went into heat. Usually he'd be more difficult to get along with. Trying to keep her away because all she did was distract him. But this time it was different. He knew who she was.
Well he always knew who she was, but this time he KNEW who she WAS!! And it was getting pretty hard to ignore all these feeling she was bringing to him. The need to claim and mark his territory. Her.
The youkai was fighting to come out and he was fighting to keep it in. he started breathing through his mouth, trying to resist as much temptation as possible. But then she kissed his ears and he gasped out loud. He could hold the pleased grumble in as the pure adoration of the action took his heart on a flight in wonderland. He quickly cut off the growl before she hear the want behind it.
She pulled away from him and he was surprised at the intense urge to pull her back and shove his face back between her breasts. The fit his head so perfectly. It was like they were made for him. And in a away they were. Just as suddenly as she'd left, she was back. He could feel her fingertips questing for his ears again. He knew if she touched them again he'd lose it and end up marking her right here, in his old bed, in his old room, in his brother's house.
The thought of Sesshomaru abated his ardor enough for the moment to clear his head and he could finally hear her hunt for his ears. He didn't get why they fascinated her so. They were just ears. Albeit ones that were different than everyone else's, but they were still just ears.
"Come back here you little suckers." Kagome mumbled, trying not to wake him. She wanted to feel his glorious ears just one more time before the chance was taken from her. Probably forever. Unfortunately for her, they were harder to catch than a fly at a disinfectant plant.
She gave up and slid back down his body to come face to face with two glowing golden eyes and a rod poking her in the stomach. Her eyes widened minimally at the revelation that he was awake at all. She wondered briefly how long he had been awake before she caught a glimpse of fang between slightly parted lips. That was when she realized three things. One: That was no rod poking her. Two: He was getting her wet just looking at her. 'Since when did that happen?' And three : If he didn't kiss her soon, she would die.
Inuyasha's mouth became dry as her heated stare settled on his mouth once again. He slipped his tongue past equally dry lips moistening them, unaware of how much that would inflame her desire.
Okay. She was a patient girl, but this was enough! She'd waited for him to make the first move long enough and it was getting her nowhere. 'A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.' Taking the initiative she closed the small distance separating them. Once again she found herself trembling in his arms.
With Kagome's kiss, he could no longer stop the influx of her scent to his nose. Taking the full impact of her desire and feeding it directly to the youkai inside. The extra enticement called to him 'Take me. I'm yours.' And he fought his hardest to stop the transformation from happening. He nearly whimpered as she moaned into the kiss, feeling the pleasure of it vibrate through his mouth, urging the youkai to take hold. His claws gently scraped against her back dragging to her hips and pulling her harder against his chest and beyond.
She shivered and arched more fully into him when she felt the claws that had ripped hundreds of youkai apart to protect her caress her from back to hip passing just below her breast. She ached to feel them just a little higher. The tingle in her loins was turning into an inferno. An inferno that she wanted nothing less than to consume her alive.
Her arousing scent was spiking, He could feel it seep through every pore in his body. Instincts raging, he could do no more than hold tighter as his reined in the demon trying to escape. He knew if he didn't stop her they'd end up mating right here. And as much as he wanted pups with her, he seriously doubted that now was the time for that. There was still so much to do. So many shards to collect. So many demons to kill. So much need to fight off.
He reluctantly pulled away from her, but she followed and resumed her unknown torture on him. She landed kisses on his cheeks, his jaw, his neck, anywhere she could find in search of his sensuous mouth once more. She even went so far as to straddle him, even though she knew as well as he that her slight weight wouldn't keep him there if he wanted to get away.
But he didn't want to get away. He'd conceded to letting her trap him there, just to enjoy his mate's alluring caress a little longer. To hell with the trouble he'd have keeping the demon at bay. She kissed him thoroughly, bringing her tongue to touch his, stoking his mouth from the inside out, lighting upon his fangs and getting even more pleasure from the prick of the tip. She didn't even notice that she'd stated rocking against him, repeatedly bringing her heated core in contact with his throbbing desire until she heard his loud voicing of appreciation.
She continued and he was more than willing to let her. Oh boy was he willing, but when he felt her hands on his bare chest and his own going beneath her skirt to hold her tighter against him, that's when he knew they'd gone too far.
He renewed his fight and took control. Reluctantly tearing his mouth from Kagome's, he unwound their legs, arms, and clothing to lift her off of himself and set her on the bed next to him. Kagome's eyes finally snapped open as she realized that he had escaped her grasp. She looked at him questionably and felt her heart sink as he looked at her. He sat up and straightened his jackets, building up the confidence to tell her they couldn't do this now. Then he looked in her eyes. Her eyes filled with tears as he looked at her with such sorrow that it could be for no other reason than he regretted what they'd just done.
"Kagome-"was all he got out before she jumped from the bed and ran from the room. He sat stunned as what had happened sunk in. "Well THAT didn't go right." He groused as he fought through the blue balls left to him by his lady love.
He followed the inebriating scent through the hall and to Rin's closed door. There he used his ears for a less erotic purpose, the one that they were made for, and listened through the shut portal for any movement inside. He heard the girl's talking. Well, he heard Rin talking and Kagome 'Uh-huh' ing every few minutes to let Rin know she was listening. Though, her uh-huh seemed to be a little flat. But listening to Rin talk about how pretty and strong his brother was only made him want to do three things.
One: Throw up.
Two: Laugh.
And three: Break down the door and drag Kagome out kicking and screaming.
But he wasn't particularly fond of being sick, his laugh wasn't a nice thing to hear and, much as he would love to throw Kagome over his shoulder, he seriously doubted Sesshomaru would take kindly to him walking into Rin's room uninvited Let alone destroying his property and scaring his mate.
So he opted out and walked down the corridor, trying to the rid of the frustration and heartache of Kagome running away from him. Halfway down the hall, his stomach growled.
"Well at least now I know where to go."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*Outside a village far away*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Sango had woken before the sun and ridden Kirara hard all day after her restless night of worrying about Miroku. She saw the smoke rising from the vents before she saw the village and set Kirara down outside in the forest. The fire-cat detransformed and trotted along behind Sango, trying to keep up as the exterminator stormed through the village.
Kaede saw her coming as she picked herbs in her garden. When she saw the equally enraged and worried look on her face, she held her tongue from asking what was wrong. When Sango passed all she could do was shake her head and stare after her rigid back.
"Miroku, what stupid thing have ye one now?"
The same thing crossed the villagers minds as she stomped through the crowds. They gave her a large berth. The slayer stormed into the elderly miko's hut and straight to the futon she borrowed when they group stayed there. Once she was sure she was alone she gave in to the tears. Her sobs racked her body as she fought to keep it quiet. Her legs curled up to her chest and she buried her face in her knees.
'How could he say that? How could I do that?! I HATE him! But Gods how I love him.' She cried harder as she replayed the event through her memory. His hurt look. Then his ire. She wouldn't be surprised if she never saw him again and that thought made her weep all the harder.
By this point, after a restless night's sleep worrying if he was okay out there and not dead, and a day full of stewing on the thoughts running through her head, she felt, quite literally, like shit. And not a little dog diddle by the bush. Or even a steaming pile of horse dung in the middle of the road. More like a giant bear youkai after too many fish and bad berries. Stinky, runny, and multi-colored. That was how she felt right now.
Kirara poked her nose around the reed door to see if the tsunami had blown over yet. Still smelling anger, sadness, and above all, salty tears, she hopped through the door and pawed over to her mistress. She nosed the girl's hand, trying to get her to pet her, knowing it would comfort the distraught girl. She licked away her tears, but new ones replaced the old faster than she could be rid of the old ones. She purred reassurances to her, but still Sango didn't respond.
So she did the only thing left to do and lent the girl her warm [presence until she fell into another restless slumber. Once that occurred, she got up, walked into the woods and transformed. Then she flew away to find that deceiving houshi. And when she did, nothing could save him from her fang-lashing. Retribution would be served for her friend's pain, and it would come from the girl herself.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*Naraku's Castle*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The servants walked around in a daze. More of a daze than usual. The screams from the night before had made for a sleepless night. They set about preparing the castle for the day's events. Lord Kagewaki had made some odd acquaintances lately and hired bizarre new help. His people like to destroy stuff, kill stuff, and generally make a mess of things.
So the cooks prepared lots of food, the maids fixed buckets upon buckets of scrub water for the blood and debris doubtless to be made during the day, the stable hands brushed the horses and locked them up from the hungry jaws of their masters new, uh, friends, and the guards earned their pay.
In all truth, the staff had no choice but to accept what their lord was doing. They all had the name "Naraku" printed across off-white headbands going across their topknots and underneath their headscarves.
But even with their will no longer their own, they couldn't ignore the half-naked, gorgeous youkai walking blindly through the halls and into the courtyard. The ramifications of Kaede's transformation the night before were astounding. Her blue hair was long, longer than most women's. Her eyes retained their childlike hue and bigness. But her figure was the most astounding change. Her hips were round, her jugs were huge and she had an overall tone that screamed deadly.
And the men took notice.
And it was not good.
The sound of elbows knocking against ribs was almost deafening to her as she walked through. Her clothes no longer fit for she had grown from a lass of six to a woman of twenty. The men were lusty, the women disapproving and Kikyo was just dragging herself outside after the sound of screams ripped her from her meditating.
All around Kaede were dead or bleeding men. The fools had tried to approach her and suffered the consequences. Kikyo observed as the human men cowered in fear and the youkai only increased their efforts, the bloodlust and lure of sex charging their instincts and turning them into a surging mass of hungry men going for the only woman worthy enough of their affections in the entire castle.
My computer broke.
Again. *sniff*
It smells like burned plastic in the vents.
So I'm trying to remember what the hell I wrote last time.
Damn my trust in a machine!!!!
I stopped saving to disks and look where it got me. So, I'll update as soon as I find time to write again. This is just to appease your thirst for my story. Hope it holds you over.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Disclaimer : Okay. Scratch the whole kidnapping thing. So I was thinking to myself :
"Hey self! I could just buy the whole franchise."
So I looked it up on E-Bay. And it was WAAAAAAAAAY more expensive than I could EVER afford.
So I'm back at square one. How to get my hands on that rude dog-boy and his little friends too.....
I'll come up with something. Have no fear! For I am a writer with a big imagination.
HEY!
I can hear you laughing!
Stop that!
*sigh* Critics.
Chapter 13 : Why you should never grow up.....
Upon waking, Kagome snuggled deeper into her Inu-cacoon. His arms tightened around her and his warm breath stroked her neck from where his head rested against her shoulder. It was a wonderful thing to wake up to. And it just got better every time.
She turned in the circle of his arms and gazed into the face she so loved. How anyone could hate him, she didn't know. They hated him at first glance without even getting to know his crass, surly, high strung, hot headed.....
Okay, so maybe it was better if they didn't talk to him first. Still, he was the most handsome man she'd ever met. He was even hotter than most of the movie stars at home. But even if he walked around looking as he did now, relaxed, friendly, innocent even, she wasn't sure people would but aside their prejudices for a moment and get to know the hanyou she did. He was so full of life, passion, fire and love. Too bad he kept it so bottled up and hidden away, even from himself, to let anyone know him like she did. Because for all the acts he put on she could see through all his posturing and into his heart. If they got to know that side of him she was sure some of the hostility toward hanyous would abate some.
The anathema to his very existence twitched and took her eyes away from his face, away from his full, pouty lips glossed over from sleep, and to the top of his head where the white appendages lay. She was struck with the sudden urge to touch one. Just to see if it was a soft as she remembered.
She reached for one and was amazed at the sheer fuzziness of the ear! 'Why would anyone hate him for these? Just because he's different doesn't mean anything!' Filled with a sudden loathing scorn for her own people, she slid up and kissed one in apology.
She heard a sudden intake of air and a deep growl start. Her heart jumped in fear and she quickly pulled away to see if he was still asleep. He was and there was no sound. She figured it was her imagination wishing for his eyes to open so she could see the amber hues. Shaking her head slightly at her own silliness, she turned her attention back to his ears. She smiled faintly, thinking of all the times when she'd been distracted by them in the middle of one of their many fights, of the first time she'd seen him and found it odd that she was just as attracted to them now as she was then. Two years and they still fascinated her. She reached for one again, but it flinched away. She went in pursuit.
Inuyasha had almost had a heart attack when he awoke to Kagome's scent being so strong in his nostrils. The feeling doubled when he realized that they were so entwines together, legs and arms wrapped around each other intimately as they'd slept. The wave of love he felt for her took his breath away and he nearly choked on the need to make her his own. Then no one could take her away from him.
No one could touch her.
No one WOULD touch her.
Not that mangy wolf, or that pansy boy human. Or even his best friend that lecherous monk. He might have been acting like a pervert all these years, according to him, but as a great scholar once said 'Perfection is a habit, not a state of being.' Or something like that. And the same went for lechery.
The growl that was formed from his musings was waking Kagome up and he tried to still and pretend to be asleep, hoping to give her a few more hours of much needed rest. No such luck. Her heart beat faster, her breathing became shallower and he knew she was awake.
Before he could say a thing, she shrank more into him, shoving her perfect posterior into his groin. His eyes rolled back and he bit his lip to keep from groaning. His arms tightened even more possessively around her. No one could ever have her but him.
As she turned to him, he closed his eyes and relaxed. Maybe if he looked asleep she would go back to sleep and stop affecting him like this. After all, it worked with Kaede when he wanted her to sleep.
But again, no luck.
He was having a hard enough time controlling himself with her just breathing on him, but the emotions coming from her were driving him crazy. Sadness, guilt, anger, desire, all melded together in his nose, seeping through his every pore, making him long to fight off all the unpleasant ones and help her with the other. And feeling her eyes scour his face didn't help.
When they settled on his mouth he almost lost it and kissed her then, but he held himself in check well enough. That is until his ears twitched, drawing her attention to them. He almost sighed in relief.
Then he felt her fingers rubbing the base and inside. He almost died. It was at this precise moment that he found they were sensitive to more than just sound. Her touch was so much different than when his mother had petted them, comforting him as a child. And it was sooooooooo much better.
She slid her body sensually up his own until his face was encased in the cottony softness of Kagome's bosom. He was in heaven as her scent was multiplied ten times and fed directly to his nose. It was at this moment that he had another epiphany.
She was in heat.
He could've beat his head against a wall. How could he forget that??? It was almost time for the quarter moon, the one time every month Kagome went into heat. Usually he'd be more difficult to get along with. Trying to keep her away because all she did was distract him. But this time it was different. He knew who she was.
Well he always knew who she was, but this time he KNEW who she WAS!! And it was getting pretty hard to ignore all these feeling she was bringing to him. The need to claim and mark his territory. Her.
The youkai was fighting to come out and he was fighting to keep it in. he started breathing through his mouth, trying to resist as much temptation as possible. But then she kissed his ears and he gasped out loud. He could hold the pleased grumble in as the pure adoration of the action took his heart on a flight in wonderland. He quickly cut off the growl before she hear the want behind it.
She pulled away from him and he was surprised at the intense urge to pull her back and shove his face back between her breasts. The fit his head so perfectly. It was like they were made for him. And in a away they were. Just as suddenly as she'd left, she was back. He could feel her fingertips questing for his ears again. He knew if she touched them again he'd lose it and end up marking her right here, in his old bed, in his old room, in his brother's house.
The thought of Sesshomaru abated his ardor enough for the moment to clear his head and he could finally hear her hunt for his ears. He didn't get why they fascinated her so. They were just ears. Albeit ones that were different than everyone else's, but they were still just ears.
"Come back here you little suckers." Kagome mumbled, trying not to wake him. She wanted to feel his glorious ears just one more time before the chance was taken from her. Probably forever. Unfortunately for her, they were harder to catch than a fly at a disinfectant plant.
She gave up and slid back down his body to come face to face with two glowing golden eyes and a rod poking her in the stomach. Her eyes widened minimally at the revelation that he was awake at all. She wondered briefly how long he had been awake before she caught a glimpse of fang between slightly parted lips. That was when she realized three things. One: That was no rod poking her. Two: He was getting her wet just looking at her. 'Since when did that happen?' And three : If he didn't kiss her soon, she would die.
Inuyasha's mouth became dry as her heated stare settled on his mouth once again. He slipped his tongue past equally dry lips moistening them, unaware of how much that would inflame her desire.
Okay. She was a patient girl, but this was enough! She'd waited for him to make the first move long enough and it was getting her nowhere. 'A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.' Taking the initiative she closed the small distance separating them. Once again she found herself trembling in his arms.
With Kagome's kiss, he could no longer stop the influx of her scent to his nose. Taking the full impact of her desire and feeding it directly to the youkai inside. The extra enticement called to him 'Take me. I'm yours.' And he fought his hardest to stop the transformation from happening. He nearly whimpered as she moaned into the kiss, feeling the pleasure of it vibrate through his mouth, urging the youkai to take hold. His claws gently scraped against her back dragging to her hips and pulling her harder against his chest and beyond.
She shivered and arched more fully into him when she felt the claws that had ripped hundreds of youkai apart to protect her caress her from back to hip passing just below her breast. She ached to feel them just a little higher. The tingle in her loins was turning into an inferno. An inferno that she wanted nothing less than to consume her alive.
Her arousing scent was spiking, He could feel it seep through every pore in his body. Instincts raging, he could do no more than hold tighter as his reined in the demon trying to escape. He knew if he didn't stop her they'd end up mating right here. And as much as he wanted pups with her, he seriously doubted that now was the time for that. There was still so much to do. So many shards to collect. So many demons to kill. So much need to fight off.
He reluctantly pulled away from her, but she followed and resumed her unknown torture on him. She landed kisses on his cheeks, his jaw, his neck, anywhere she could find in search of his sensuous mouth once more. She even went so far as to straddle him, even though she knew as well as he that her slight weight wouldn't keep him there if he wanted to get away.
But he didn't want to get away. He'd conceded to letting her trap him there, just to enjoy his mate's alluring caress a little longer. To hell with the trouble he'd have keeping the demon at bay. She kissed him thoroughly, bringing her tongue to touch his, stoking his mouth from the inside out, lighting upon his fangs and getting even more pleasure from the prick of the tip. She didn't even notice that she'd stated rocking against him, repeatedly bringing her heated core in contact with his throbbing desire until she heard his loud voicing of appreciation.
She continued and he was more than willing to let her. Oh boy was he willing, but when he felt her hands on his bare chest and his own going beneath her skirt to hold her tighter against him, that's when he knew they'd gone too far.
He renewed his fight and took control. Reluctantly tearing his mouth from Kagome's, he unwound their legs, arms, and clothing to lift her off of himself and set her on the bed next to him. Kagome's eyes finally snapped open as she realized that he had escaped her grasp. She looked at him questionably and felt her heart sink as he looked at her. He sat up and straightened his jackets, building up the confidence to tell her they couldn't do this now. Then he looked in her eyes. Her eyes filled with tears as he looked at her with such sorrow that it could be for no other reason than he regretted what they'd just done.
"Kagome-"was all he got out before she jumped from the bed and ran from the room. He sat stunned as what had happened sunk in. "Well THAT didn't go right." He groused as he fought through the blue balls left to him by his lady love.
He followed the inebriating scent through the hall and to Rin's closed door. There he used his ears for a less erotic purpose, the one that they were made for, and listened through the shut portal for any movement inside. He heard the girl's talking. Well, he heard Rin talking and Kagome 'Uh-huh' ing every few minutes to let Rin know she was listening. Though, her uh-huh seemed to be a little flat. But listening to Rin talk about how pretty and strong his brother was only made him want to do three things.
One: Throw up.
Two: Laugh.
And three: Break down the door and drag Kagome out kicking and screaming.
But he wasn't particularly fond of being sick, his laugh wasn't a nice thing to hear and, much as he would love to throw Kagome over his shoulder, he seriously doubted Sesshomaru would take kindly to him walking into Rin's room uninvited Let alone destroying his property and scaring his mate.
So he opted out and walked down the corridor, trying to the rid of the frustration and heartache of Kagome running away from him. Halfway down the hall, his stomach growled.
"Well at least now I know where to go."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*Outside a village far away*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Sango had woken before the sun and ridden Kirara hard all day after her restless night of worrying about Miroku. She saw the smoke rising from the vents before she saw the village and set Kirara down outside in the forest. The fire-cat detransformed and trotted along behind Sango, trying to keep up as the exterminator stormed through the village.
Kaede saw her coming as she picked herbs in her garden. When she saw the equally enraged and worried look on her face, she held her tongue from asking what was wrong. When Sango passed all she could do was shake her head and stare after her rigid back.
"Miroku, what stupid thing have ye one now?"
The same thing crossed the villagers minds as she stomped through the crowds. They gave her a large berth. The slayer stormed into the elderly miko's hut and straight to the futon she borrowed when they group stayed there. Once she was sure she was alone she gave in to the tears. Her sobs racked her body as she fought to keep it quiet. Her legs curled up to her chest and she buried her face in her knees.
'How could he say that? How could I do that?! I HATE him! But Gods how I love him.' She cried harder as she replayed the event through her memory. His hurt look. Then his ire. She wouldn't be surprised if she never saw him again and that thought made her weep all the harder.
By this point, after a restless night's sleep worrying if he was okay out there and not dead, and a day full of stewing on the thoughts running through her head, she felt, quite literally, like shit. And not a little dog diddle by the bush. Or even a steaming pile of horse dung in the middle of the road. More like a giant bear youkai after too many fish and bad berries. Stinky, runny, and multi-colored. That was how she felt right now.
Kirara poked her nose around the reed door to see if the tsunami had blown over yet. Still smelling anger, sadness, and above all, salty tears, she hopped through the door and pawed over to her mistress. She nosed the girl's hand, trying to get her to pet her, knowing it would comfort the distraught girl. She licked away her tears, but new ones replaced the old faster than she could be rid of the old ones. She purred reassurances to her, but still Sango didn't respond.
So she did the only thing left to do and lent the girl her warm [presence until she fell into another restless slumber. Once that occurred, she got up, walked into the woods and transformed. Then she flew away to find that deceiving houshi. And when she did, nothing could save him from her fang-lashing. Retribution would be served for her friend's pain, and it would come from the girl herself.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*Naraku's Castle*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The servants walked around in a daze. More of a daze than usual. The screams from the night before had made for a sleepless night. They set about preparing the castle for the day's events. Lord Kagewaki had made some odd acquaintances lately and hired bizarre new help. His people like to destroy stuff, kill stuff, and generally make a mess of things.
So the cooks prepared lots of food, the maids fixed buckets upon buckets of scrub water for the blood and debris doubtless to be made during the day, the stable hands brushed the horses and locked them up from the hungry jaws of their masters new, uh, friends, and the guards earned their pay.
In all truth, the staff had no choice but to accept what their lord was doing. They all had the name "Naraku" printed across off-white headbands going across their topknots and underneath their headscarves.
But even with their will no longer their own, they couldn't ignore the half-naked, gorgeous youkai walking blindly through the halls and into the courtyard. The ramifications of Kaede's transformation the night before were astounding. Her blue hair was long, longer than most women's. Her eyes retained their childlike hue and bigness. But her figure was the most astounding change. Her hips were round, her jugs were huge and she had an overall tone that screamed deadly.
And the men took notice.
And it was not good.
The sound of elbows knocking against ribs was almost deafening to her as she walked through. Her clothes no longer fit for she had grown from a lass of six to a woman of twenty. The men were lusty, the women disapproving and Kikyo was just dragging herself outside after the sound of screams ripped her from her meditating.
All around Kaede were dead or bleeding men. The fools had tried to approach her and suffered the consequences. Kikyo observed as the human men cowered in fear and the youkai only increased their efforts, the bloodlust and lure of sex charging their instincts and turning them into a surging mass of hungry men going for the only woman worthy enough of their affections in the entire castle.