Code Name: Dark Angel

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13- Conflicting Emotions

Previously

He pressed some weight on the knife, causing it to puncture Kagome's skin. He saw crimson dribble down to the back of her neck and cringed on the inside; she hadn't even flinched. "Do it!" She cried.

He rose to his feet and tossed the knife to the ground next to her. "No." He then turned and walked away without another word.

Kagome sat up after a long while and stared into the distance, halfway hoping that he would return. When she didn't see his figure starting to take shape somewhere beyond the curtain of rainfall, she gathered her knife -- as well as herself -- and walked away, back toward the museum. There were no more visitors and she was sure she could show up as she was. Miroku wouldn't mind. In fact, he'd probably be glad to see her so he could ask her how her wounds were doing since she hadn't been there for two days.

Now

"Kagome, are you sure you want to go anywhere?" Miroku inquired, concern etched in his voice. He followed Kagome down a hallway of the museum. He came to an abrupt halt when she turned to stare at him with her icy gaze. "You're still recovering from those wounds," he finished quickly, glancing away.

"This is nothing," she growled heatedly. She adjusted her leather jacket and fidgeted with her mask until it was in a comfortable position. "I was fighting with Inuyasha last night with these wounds and it didn't hurt."

Miroku's eyes widened and he looked at her curiously. "You were fighting with Inuyasha?"

Kagome flinched, realizing that she hadn't told him -- or anyone -- that she had had a rumbling match with him in the rain. She nodded nonetheless.

"Fighting?" Miroku looked appalled. "As in…Fists and weapons?"

Kagome nodded and unsheathed her knife that Inuyasha had pressed into her neck and examined it. She had cleaned all the blood off both the blade and her neck so no one would notice. He had guts, she decided, if he could make her bleed -- even if it was a slight injury. He was capable of killing her and they both knew it. He only needed a little push to get to that stage. She was positive that she could unleash the monster that was lurking inside of him, given the opportunity.

"Kagome," Miroku said disapprovingly. His voice was low. "Why can't you just make up with Inuyasha instead of trying to kill him?"

"Why should I?" She demanded hotly, sheathing her knife. "You didn't like him when I first brought him here."

"That was before," he countered. "He isn't such a bad guy. He's also a good ally."

"A good guy my foot," Kagome mumbled. "What if he slapped you around when you were injured like that? What if he defended the enemy?"

Miroku pondered over this a moment. "I agree with you that hurting someone with serious injuries such as the ones you had was taking it a bit too far. However, as far as defending the enemy goes…Well, I can sort of sympathize. She was once the love of his life and he doesn't want to believe that she is in an organization whose goal is the domination of the world. He doesn't want to believe that she is trying to eliminate him."

Kagome glared at him, tapping the handle of her knife gently with her right hand. Everything he was saying was making perfect sense. What made her so angry was that every bit of it was true. They always say that the truth hurts. Kagome was finding that out firsthand. She turned her attention to the floor, gazing at it in dejection. She knew Inuyasha's side of the story -- almost. She just needed to know how she felt about everything. She had been feeling angry, sad, and confused about it off and on for the past few days and now she wasn't sure how she felt at all.

"I'm going," she said finally, turning back around and walking down the hall. Miroku didn't follow and instead left her to her thoughts -- let his last words to her sink in. He watched her go, hoping that she was doing the right thing -- whatever it was she was doing -- until she disappeared. He heard a door shut and knew she had gone out into the rain.

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Kagome jumped from a fire escape and skillfully grabbed a hold of another, waiting until she stopped swinging before pulling herself up and onto it. She was quite surprised that she hadn't slipped off of it since it had been wet. She climbed up it until she came up to a specific balcony window. She peered inside, only to find it dark. She could make out the figure of someone sleeping in the bed closest to the door.

She fingered the knife jadedly as she focused on the reflection staring back at her in the window. Her hair was soaked and sticking to her face and her leather outfit gleamed in the light from the other buildings around her.

Sighing, she grasped the handle to the balcony door with shaking fingers. She pulled it to the right and found that it had foolishly been left unlocked. She opened it the rest of the way and walked inside, gingerly closing it behind her. She approached the bed cautiously and studied Inuyasha as he slept.

'There he is,' she thought sullenly, her heart suddenly heavy. 'I could kill him right now.'

She unsheathed her knife and got closer to him. She felt her thighs touch the bed and she leaned over him, raising her knife above her head. This was it. She was going to kill him. She was going to win the fight that they hadn't finished the night before. She was going to put an end to all of her conflicting emotions.

'I have to,' she told herself. 'He'll just keep on breaking my heart, chasing after her.'

She brought her knife higher and took in a quiet, shaky breath. Impetuously, to her astonishment, a gun was at the side of her head in the matter of half a second. Inuyasha was awake and glowering at her. Kagome realized that he had intentionally left the door open; he knew she would come. She quickly put the knife at his throat.

"Kagome," he growled.

"Inuyasha," she replied, her voice equally hard.

"What are you doing here?" He demanded flatly.

"You surprised?" She asked. "I figured that you knew I was going to come, since the door was unlocked and everything."

"You didn't answer my question." He said. "Why are you here?"

Kagome only stared at him. She didn't want to answer him. She didn't want to tell him that she had come to kill him in the hopes of ending her own suffering. Instead, she examined him. His eyes were glowing ominously, and not from the light outside, either. His eyes were a crimson color and were etched with evil. She heard a low growling emanating from deep within his chest and she lowered her knife slightly. "What's wrong?" Her voice was delicate and she said everything slowly.

"Don't worry about it," he snarled.

"Inuyasha…" Kagome dropped her knife, all thoughts of murder banished from her mind. "Please…"

Inuyasha sat up abruptly, snatched Kagome's knife up, and pushed her onto her back onto the bed. He pressed the knife into her flesh and Kagome let out a gasp as she felt her old wound reopen and warm liquid pour out. He put more pressure on the knife and Kagome nearly screamed as the pain seared through her neck. "Inuyasha, stop it!"

"Why should I?" He growled. "You were planning on killing me so it's only fair that I fight back. It's only fair that I kill you first."

"I…" She couldn't find her words. He was right. But now she felt different about the whole situation. Before, she felt the need for vengeance boiling through her veins. She felt no pity, no remorse, no caring. She hadn't felt anything but her own pain and suffering. Now, she felt like she needed to help him escape whatever it was that was taking over him.

"Don't try to deny it," he warned, cocking the gun and putting it to her head once again.

"I'm not!" She felt a tear slide down her cheek. "I was planning on killing you, Inuyasha. But I don't want to anymore. I'm so sorry." She winced as the knife bit into her skin when she tried to move. "Please…Don't kill me. We have to kill Naraku…Together."

She felt Inuyasha lift the knife away from her neck slightly and the gun dropped onto the other bed beside of them. She took his hand that held the knife in hers and pulled it away before sitting up and looking into his eyes. "Inuyasha…" She leaned forward and pressed her lips against his gently, without fully realizing what she was doing. He returned it wholeheartedly and Kagome heard the clanking of the knife as it fell to the floor. He wrapped his arms around her waist and she embraced his neck.

He pulled away as the lack of oxygen hit and said, "Kagome…I'm sorry for what I did that night. All of this is my fault--"

Kagome placed a finger to his lips to silence him. "No. It's all my fault. I understand your side of the story and it was wrong of me to keep pressuring you like that." She saw that the crimson in his eyes was fading. She had done what she had set out to do -- unleash the monster inside him -- even though he hadn't done a lot of destruction.

"Kagome -- your neck!" He hurriedly ripped some of his shirt off -- exposing half his chest -- and began wiping her neck clean of the blood. She winced and he apologized.

She found herself staring at his chest and before she knew what she was doing, she had pushed him onto his back and had ripped the remnants of his shirt off. He gaped at her in surprise before grabbing her upper arms and pulling her down on top of him and kissing her lips. He pulled away and began removing her leather jacket and her shirt. "Look at us," she said softly as he tossed the garments to the floor.

"What about us?" he asked, kissing her shoulder. He unhooked her bra in the back and pulled it free from her body. He took a minute to examine her perfectly sculpted figure.

"We don't know each other that well," she answered, shivering at his touch. "And just now, we tried to murder each other." She laughed lightly.

He smiled, removing her mask. God, she was beautiful. "Maybe we know each other better than we thought." He kissed her lips once again. He moved away from her mouth, skipping her neck due to her new injury, and kissed her collar bone and breasts. She let a soft mew escape her mouth and squealed as he flipped her over so that he was on top. He was not going to let her be the dominate one.

He worked her pants and underwear free from her body and threw them to the floor. He stared at her, eying her up and down. She smirked when she saw this and got to her knees, kissing him hungrily. He ran his hands up and down along her back, caressing her smooth, silky skin. He pulled away, grinning when he felt her tremble. His smile grew larger when he felt her get his pants loose. He pulled them off, along with his undergarments, and tossed them to the floor to accompany the rest of the clothing.

He pushed her down gently and climbed on top of her, straddling her. He lavished her breasts, smiling inside every time she moaned or sucked in a quick breath. At length, she grabbed his arm and pulled him back up to her, and kissed him, running her fingers through his silvery hair. She rubbed his dog ears, giggling playfully, and ran a hand down his perfectly toned chest. He kissed her lightly and once again skipped her neck to get to her breasts.

"Why do you keep skipping my neck?" She breathed.

Suddenly, Inuyasha thrust into her and kissed her neck at the same time. Kagome took in a deep breath and let it out as a moan as he continued pumping slowly. She felt shivers going up and down her spine as he continued to kiss and lick the blood away from her neck as he continued to thrust. "Inuyasha…"

He began going faster, causing her to breathe harder. She lifted her legs up and hooked them around his waist, pulling him closer to her, and causing him to go deeper into her. She breathed his name and tossed her head back against the pillows. He continued to assault her neck gently, leaving tiny, painless marks.

He felt his climax coming and he sped up, causing her to nearly cry out his name from pleasure. As he came, he found himself sinking his fangs into her neck where the blood continued to dribble out. She gasped as the sensation overwhelmed her and came with him. "Inuyasha…"

They lay there for a while, catching their breath. Inuyasha pulled his canines from her skin and crawled off her. He covered them both with the blanket. She cuddled against him and he wrapped an arm around her protectively.

Long after she had fallen asleep, he continued to lay awake, pondering over their actions. He glanced down at her and his eyes flashed red with heated desire and the need for vengeance before dying away to amber. He stared at the marks that he had made on her neck with his fangs.

"What did I do?"

Note- There. Aw, they made up. Sorry if the lemon was bad. I'm shy when it comes to writing them. Either way, hope you enjoyed. Please review.