Chapter four: Anger, anguish, intimacy, and jealously

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There is something seriously wrong with me . . . She thought as Kouga left her range of vision. She had never felt so alive, never so passionate, yet in the mist of it all it felt so wrong. It was wrong, but her and Kouga seemed like a match made in heaven. In those terms it was right. How could something so right feel so wrong...

How could something so right feel so wrong... how could it...

"Kagome?" His voice broke into her thoughts. "Huh?" She answered.

"Here," He handed her an object. "What's this?" She asked taking the object.

"I believe you humans call it 'bandages'?" He questioned his knowledge of human objects. "Oh!" She recognized the white strips of cloth. He took the strips from her hand. He took the edge of her shirt and lifted high enough to see the scar.

He tore a piece of cloth of and rubbed on the cut, removing the blood residue.

"Ummm, Kouga I'm going home..." Kouga cut in before she had finished her statement. "So how long are you gonna stay?"

"Well I was hoping that you would come with me..." She told him, an amount of embarrassment in her voice. He stiffed at the statement at hand.

"Hmmm, I guess it would be fun." He scratched his chin.

Fun. Kagome could just imagine what Kouga saw as fun. Battling demons, severing Naraku's head and serving it on a silver platter.

What was Kagome doing? Bringing a Wolf Youkia to her time... But Kouga would never do that, would he? He had valved never to eat another human, on the other hand he was a Youkia. A flesh tearing, flesh eating, human hating demon. Or at least he use to be. Had the fact that he loved Kagome changed that?

Kouga tapped her on the forehead as the world disappeared in her thoughts. After sometime of being thumped in the head, she awoke from her daydream of questions.

"WHAT?" She shouted after the area where he had thumped began to throb. His face stiffened and crossed his arms over his chest, taking a somber standing position. "I'm going!" He acted as if it was a major decision. "Hold on tight to your skirt!" He darted towards her, swiped her off her feet and ran off with her in his strong hold.

Though the befogged scenery she could see that massed marble clouds extended over the sky. Rain would come soon. Sooner than she had expected.

Before long the sound of thundering and striking lightning in the distance as Kouga sped though the landscape. Drops of rain didn't spot Kagome's or Kouga form, the twister seemed to be impervious to the falling liquid. The falling liquid only enhanced the twister, combining it self with it transformed it into a liquid cyclone.

The revolution of the water made astounding scenery, a calming, soothing motion and swishing sound. The noise tranquillized Kagome, as a child she had always enjoyed the tranquillizing sound of water and now it surround completely her. The thoughts that had drilled into her psyche quieted and every worry diminished in her serene state. The only thing that remained was the passion she had felt when Kouga's lips brushed against hers, the excitement within the serenity. The passion within the excitement. In a shorter version a: Only his love remained in her thoughts, and that was good enough.

"Kagome..." A soft solacing voice: Kouga's voice. Her eyes fluttered and her mouth yawned. "You fell asleep?" He asked, confused since he had hit a few rocks on the way there and almost dropped her. "Well as a child, I'd always loved the sound of rushing water, I like it so much it often puts me to sleep." She explained her forced sleeping state as the rain thumped against her head.

"Okay, this is the well I always see you go to..." He peered at the dry old well. To him it wasn't anything special, just a dry ancient well. He was clearly not aware of the legends of the mystic Bone Eaters Well and how could he, he was stuck on a mountain for most of his life.

"Since you don't know the legend of the Bone Eaters Well I'll just skip the history..." She always found herself skipping the educational part of the story. " This is the way I get back to the future." As she heard the words exit her mouth, she was surprised. Back to the future sounded like a cheap line from science fiction novel or the title to a backyard movie but it wasn't ; it was her life. Her life was like a cheap science fiction thing, now that she thought about it

"Hmmm, to the future..." He pondered the word. "Okay LETS GET GOING!" He placed his foot on the edge of the well, just as he was to do something he stopped, half leaned in. "What do I do?" He asked, confused by the process of her travels. "This!" She snuck under his arm and pulled he through to the other side.

He was nearly blinded by the coruscating cerulean lights. The lights were brighter than those of his own blue eyes. The rushing wild wind blow his hair totally out of place.

He crashed to the gravel floor on the well, his head severing into the surface of the gravel. "Oh my!" A woman wearing a rain poncho yelled from the top. "Is that boy okay?" The woman questioned Kagome.

"Ummm, yeah mom! I think." She silenced her voice at the end of her statement. She flashed her mother a broad grin and help Kouga to return to his full upright position. He stood upright, cross-eyed and dazed by the bang to his skull. "Well Kagome bring him up here so I can look at him." Her mother commanded. "Okay!" She dragged his body up the vertical walls of the well. She lunged his body over the arch of the well. She arrived at the top out of breath and puffing for more than she was able to obtain.

He rubbed his brow, the spot where it was throbbing. He looked around the realm, strange devices he'd never seen before occupied the room, a noisy box that had a mans and other's images somehow painted and moving on it. And a wild scent that dove him crazy, it burned his nostrils as he took it in. He rubbed his nose in a feeble to resolve the pain.

"What's wrong?" Kagome asked as she entered the room. He looked to her in great surprised. "It's nothing," He shook off the burn, momentarily only. "It's just the scent of this place pains me..." He shook his head again trying to keep the pain away. "Here." She handed his a nose strip. He looked at the strip, confused by it. "Never mind." She forced his head up and hitched the strip upon the brook of his burning nose. "Thanks..." He looked down curiously as the thickly fabricated navy blue leggings covering his lower body from his navel, to his crotch, and the rest of his legs to his ankles were they ended. Over his feet were soft, thinly covered materials. Covering his ankles and toes.

And instead of the usual armor, nothing was covering his chest. His torso was bare, his pectoral muscles and abdomen muscles in Kagome's full view.

"I hope you don't mind..." She readied for her apology speech. "That I put Pants on you." She explained the thickly Fabricated navy blue leggings. "Oh," He looked down towards the pants again. He flipped off his back and took a slouched seating position. As Kagome seated herself, a worried expression made itself present.

"What's wrong My Princess?" He wrapped an arm around her shoulder affectionately.

His Princess? The words made her stomach tingle. She shifted herself, to face him. "Kouga, do you Love me?" Her words flared his curiosity. Instead of an answer, his face went blank.

What does she mean: Do I love her? He thought of her question. Of Course I do! He spun the thought away with his statement. "Of Course I do!" He declared, his voice filled with forcefulness. "Kouga define love for me." She rose, taking a book from a self and throwing it upon his lap.

He slapped the cover off. He looked bewilderedly at the text before him. Kagome stuck a finger under a page and flipped to the L section. After taking time to find the word she pointed at the word: Love.

"Here: Read this." She commanded; still pointing at the word. He looked at the strange text. His dysfunctional eyes couldn't interpret the words before him. "Kagome... I can't read..." He looked away from the text, embarrassed that he couldn't even comprehend the simplest of text writing.

"I'll read it. love noun 1 an intense feeling of deep affection. 2 a deep romantic or sexual attachment to someone. 3 a great interest and pleasure in something. 4 a person or thing that one loves. verb 1 feel love for. 2 like very much. 3 loving showing love or great care." She read the definition out loud to him.

He sat still, trying to grasp the concept he had at hand. "Kagome, how could you even ask me that?" He leaned towards her. She slanted her body back as he came closer. "Let me prove it to you..." His lips locked with hers.

It felt so good just to feel his leg brushing against her skirt. Till now she had her back against the handrest of the couch, she decided that she would change that. She pulled him closer: scratching the flesh of his shoulders as she did so. She slid herself under his fame.

When she did so an intense feeling occupied her. It was a feeling of fear, intimacy, and her pure want to have him atop her. Her body tingled immoderately, the sensation that had filled her before, now transformed into a greater feeling: She had lost herself once more in her overpowering passion. She ran her fingers over his toned back, his shoulder blades. She tugged at the waistband of his jean, attempting to remove them from his Lower body.

He pressed down on her shoulders, embedding her form in the fabric of the sofa. Her trembling hands glided his loosely buttoned jeans down to the point where she no longer could.

She continued to pull harder, With every tug Kouga seemed to push away. At the feeling of her tenth tug, he dispatched their conjoined lips. He had enough of her forceful need for passion. He thought that she had learned by now: he wouldn't go beyond kissing and hugging. For him it was unnecessary at this time.

When she no longer felt his moist loving lips against her's, She came back to her senses. She took a breathe for what seemed like the first time in hours. It didn't make sense... It had only been a few minutes. Her once hastened heart, now slowed and returned to a normal set.

Again she looked at him wide-eyed and dumbfounded. She didn't understand how it was just so easy to lose herself. She could feel her mental heath dissolving.

Just what was I thinking! She failed to comprehend her lack of control. My mom could of walked in and I'd never see Kouga again, maybe not even be able to go back to the Feudal era again... I'd never see Inuyasha again.

Never see Inuyasha again... She hadn't thought of that, now that she had: it was almost unimaginable to see her life without Inuyasha. Unimaginable, simply unimaginable. "Kouga..." Her voice was trembling as she said so. "Hai?" His voice unchanged.

"I'm sorry..." She apologized for her horrible actions. "Kagome, if your willing to share your body and mind with me, I'll do it but I gotta know your cool with it..." He made her consider her opinions.

"NO! Kouga, I'm too young... we're not even married." He scratched his ear. "Who needs to be married, I'll make you mine the old fashion way..." His eyes closed, his lips nuzzled the crook of her neck. She pushed the wolf Prince away. "I'm too Young and I'm Stupid!" She sniffed, a tear of frustration escaped from her eye.

"Kagome, you are many things, but stupid is something I would never call you."Kouga said, his arms embracing her tightly. She felt like all her emotions had thrown into a cauldron: Anger, anguish, intimacy, and jealously. And Kouga, Inuyasha, and Kikyo were stirring it, forcing her to make it feel them all at once. Just thinking of it made her stomach churn. He attempted to approach her once more, again she forced it him away.

"Kagome, What's the deal! One second you're all over me and now you're pushing me away!" To him it was like she had a split personality: one that was passionately in love with him and wanted to share her body with his, while the other loved Inuyasha and refused to share her love with Kouga. "Kouga this was a mistake..." She shook her head in distress. "Kouga we are a mistake!" She stood, shivering and ready to burst with tears.

"Kagome... Wait!" She ran from him. He rose, chasing after her, hitting the tv stand and other various objects.

The rain outside had continued, it clouded Kagome's path; Wetting her uniform and her hair. Behind her she could hear Kouga's voice calling out to her, the hearing only made her legs move faster.

Her heart was pacing, her entire world spinning. Even so she continued to run, with her legs shaking so harshly it almost made it impossible to maneuver down the flight of stairs.

"DAMMIT KAGOME! COME BACK HERE!" The words didn't make it to her, she was lost in her own bombardment questions. she continued to run, and she would do so till she no longer could.

What's wrong with me! Why I'm I running! Why do I feel like this! She shouted in her subconscious. Every worried that had once diminished now regenerated and flowed stronger than ever before. Do I love Inuyasha or Do I love Kouga!

I just don't know... I just don't know...

Ok that was chapter four. Now you know why this chapter was called :Anger, anguish, intimacy, and jealously and who does Kagome truly love, who? Well just wait you shall now soon enough . Now of course I have Kill you all. Readers back away slowly I was just joking! Readers continue to back away Okay I'm being serious, I really didn't mean it... Smiles Readers look at writer untrustingly Fine don't believe me... Ok if you have any questions or comments just hit the button thingy or email me. Ok enjoy the next chapter.

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