Disclaimer: I don't own Inu-Yasha, Kagome, or any of the other fine inhabitants of that certain Feudal Fairy Tale we all love so much. This is definitely an AU of some sort. I also don't own Vincent Kennedy McMahon or any of his crew, no matter how amusing they can be. ' ' is for text messages, I hadn't noted that before but that's what it is.
The day before had gone surprisingly well. They'd all attended the annual "Bacon, Biceps, and Brunch" mixer where fans lucky enough to have tickets got to eat with their favorite superstars and get pictures and autographs. Yasha of course was fairly popular and by the time it was over he felt permanently dazzled by all the flashes from the cameras. That night came the Wrestling Hall of Fame inductions, and that had been entertaining on many levels.
There had been five inductees that night, ranging from wrestling legends to legendary announcers and the presenters had been amusing to say the least. Stone Cold Steve Austin had inducted Brett Hart to a standing ovation and it was wonderful to see the former Heavyweight Champion get his due finally. Everyone had stayed up way later than they should have for the after party which is why the next morning in their hotel room Yasha finally let Kagome sleep in.
He was usually very avid that she be up with him at the crack of dawn though he never admitted to her why this was. He was afraid that if he told her that he wanted her there to watch him workout, that he wanted to simply be with her that she might laugh. If she laughed it would hurt him, far more than he'd ever admit so he never told her, just woke her and dragged her along regardless of her desire to sleep.
But today he decided to take it easy, letting her sleep while he lay there and watched her. It was peaceful, far more peaceful than Yasha usually allowed himself to be and he enjoyed the moments immensely. When Kagome finally woke his warm golden eyes were the first thing she focused on and the smile she gave him while small was genuine and loving. He wanted to tell her how much she meant to him. She was the reason he fought so hard, following the push despite the beatings and losses it entailed. She gave him the strength to endure, and while she was at his side, he could do anything.
But looking at her, all he could say was ..
"I got you a surprise."
She squealed softly in delight, she didn't ask him what it was because it could have been a river rock from a Denny's parking lot and it would have made her happy because it came from Yasha. He let her sit up in bed and then slid out of its warm comfort to bring out the boxes where he'd stowed them in the small closet area the night before. Kagome watched him quizzically as he set them on the bed, and he bit his lip before nudging them to her. She tilted her head and then smiled at him, taking the first one to open. There was a pause and then her fingers tremblingly touched what was inside. Her eyes were so wide and she looked like she wanted to cry a moment and Yasha felt like wilting. Did she hate it?
Then she pushed the box aside and launched herself into his arms, whispering how she loved it, and how it was the finest thing she'd ever seen. He'd gotten her a genuine antique kimono set, all the pieces of the highly traditional garment were in the other boxes. The silk was stippled, painted by hand by some long dead artist in painstaking detail and it was easily worth double what he'd paid for it. He wanted her to have the best of course, especially for tonight.
The rest of the day went by in a whirlwind. They got to the arena and met up with the others, discussing how they hoped that this would be the best Wrestlemania ever, since of course they were in it. It took Kagome more time than she expected to get ready, and in the end she had to have Yasha help her finish though she'd wanted to show him after she was completely done. Her hair was up and she looked so beautiful and exotic that Yasha almost wanted to just stay here in the room and stare at her for an hour or two, but it was getting close to the time that they had to be ready at the curtain for his match.
Miroku and Kouga successfully defended their recently won tag team titles, and Matt Hardy found himself the proud new Intercontinental Champion. RVD had defeated the current holder of the United States Championship and the crowd was full of vibrant energy. Yasha was pacing behind the heavy backstage curtain, feeding off of the energy the crowd projected. Since the end of the last match a chant had begun, they knew the Main Event was next and that it was going to be a classic clash of hungry opponents. Yasha determined to win the title and Cena determined to keep his title.
The chant was for Yasha and it made him feel ten feet tall and bulletproof. Finally the last commercial break was over and the music of Team Akita began. As planned Kagome went first, a fan snapped open and she flirted with the crowd, almost dancing her way down to the ring in her gliding steps looking absolutely gorgeous in her antique kimono. As the music swelled Miroku and Kouga came out, freshly showered and in clean gear, a grin shared between the two of them at the gold around their waists as they showed off to the crowd.
Next came Matt Hardy with his brand spanking new title belt, the gold gleaming as the flash bulbs went off in the crowd. The three of them entered the ring, taking position at the corners and waving to the crowd. Kagome waited on the apron, her attention back to the ramp that led to the ring. The music swelled again and suddenly the pyrotechnics started and Yasha's video was rolling on the giant monitors. Sesshoumaru stalked down the ramp then and soon after him came Yasha himself and the audience exploded with wild cheers. His white hair was in a high topknot but otherwise free and he grinned while making his charge towards the ring.
He gave a feral growl as the ring announcer made his name roll through the arena and he did a standing jump to the ring apron next to Kagome. He leaned in close and sensually stroked the back of his hand over her cheek before he picked her up and lifted her over the top rope to set her in the ring. Another jump had him next to her and he lifted her to sit on his shoulder as he proudly took the remaining corner to lift his free hand in the air. As the music faded the others left the ring and he handed Kagome down to his brother before leaving himself to make way for Cena's entrance.
Cena's music swelled and the cheers began again, despite the 'feud' between the two of them Cena was still popular with the fans. Kikyou came down behind John in a slinky white and red dress that hugged her curves and made her look wanton and lush. She held the ropes open for John as he strutted around the ring, taking off the belt and letting her hand it down to the referee as the ring announcer said his name. He peeled off his shirt and threw it into the crowd as the announcer stated the terms of this match, and that it was one fall with the winner proclaimed as the Heavyweight Champion.
The respective sides cleared the ring and hung back by the security barriers, Sesshoumaru glaring murder at Carlito and Chris, warning them silently that they better not interfere. The ring bell sounded then and the match began, the action fast and furious. They started out with tests of strength in which they were fairly evenly matched and then the fists started flying. Cena's cheek started bleeding and the blood splattered Yasha's chest as they fought, vivid against his skin. Yasha broke from the close quarter fighting to run full speed at the ropes and then he used the momentum to plow into Cena with the force of a runaway train.
The collision made a resounding smack that echoed even over the noise of the cheering crowd and a shaken Cena fell to the mat. Things just got more vicious from there, Yasha getting Cena with a hard spike DDT before attempting the first cover of the match. He got a two count before Cena kicked out and the fight was on again. Yasha could hear Kagome cheering for him and that pumped him up way more than even the sounds of the crowd. It wasn't long after that of course that the fighting started at ringside, Cena's Chain Gang taking on Team Akita. The crowd loved it, and it served as a perfect distraction for Cena to take after Yasha with his gold plated chain.
He swung it at Yasha only to have Yasha catch it and use it to yank Cena into his waiting fist over and over to the delight of the fans. Move after move came, before Cena finally stunned Yasha and got him up for the F-U. The crowd gasped, Kagome screamed, and that snapped Yasha out of it. He counted the F-U, turning it into a tight hurricanarana, landing Cena hard before rolling over his chest to pin him. It was one of the sweetest sounds he thought he had ever heard, that third strike of the referee's palm to the mat, and Yasha was the winner. He let go of Cena and rolled to his feet, the ref lifting his hand in victory and Kagome scrambling in the antique kimono to enter the ring and be by his side.
The ref handed him the belt and he held it over his head, then he handed it to Kagome and lifted her up over his head and she raised the belt. The crowd went wild, erupting in cheers and screams as he turned her slowly before bringing her down to enfold her in his arms. She didn't care that he was sweaty and bloody, and that his white hair damply stuck to her skin when his topknot swung forward when he kissed her. One of the announcers came up as Team Akita's music played and asked Yasha what he was feeling now that he'd won, and he took the microphone and looked Kagome square in the eye.
"Marry me, Kagome, and I'll have everything I've ever wanted."
She gasped, and when she said yes some of the women in the audience cried. They played that scene more than once over the next few weeks as Yasha settled in for his title run and it never failed to make Kagome smile. The Road to Wrestlemania was over for now and eventually this run would end as they all did. But what a ride it would be, and Yasha would face it with Kagome at his side and as his wife.
AN: Well there it is, story's done! It was cute and fun for me and I hope those that read it enjoy it as much as I did.