"Yes. Yes. This is it. This is the end. The full moon is finally starting to peek from beneath the clouds. Feel that, half breed? You can't control it, can you? The one thing you've ever been afraid of is yourself and that wench. Die with her. Then there will be no fear."
Inuyasha stood, blinking with raised brows at the girl in front of him as she smiled gleefully. His eyes snapped down as a warmth spread over his hand. He caught the sight of pale fingers lacing with his own before he was suddenly jerked forward with a slip of girl's laughter to accompany his tripping steps.
His fingers quickly closed around hers, holding himself up before he stumbled and fell flat on his face. His breath had been knocked straight from his lungs by the past events and if he didn't get one second of relaxation, he would flop over dead. But he was glad that she was happy. If she was happy, so was he. That smile and warm hand in his own was all he had wanted from day one.
So what, they hadn't kissed. They had time, and they could inch their way into each other's lives, towards each other's lips and let those words absentmindedly form. But Inuyasha wasn't patient. There would forever be that impatient ticking in his mind, like a silent and mental clock. There was just a matter of years until the last grain of sand fell from their hourglass of life. It was all just a moment away for him.
Kagome pulled Inuyasha eagerly, the sound of splashing water spinning closer and closer as she dragged the hanyou along. He could only try to find his footing and rush after her before he fell behind. And he wouldn't lose her again.
"Whaddaya mean, I stink?" He exclaimed, dragging his body straight and up to hers for a split second before falling back once more to be dragged among a patch of crowding trees. Their branches dangled down, swiping at his silver ears as if to tear them from his skull with it's dry fingers.
"You stink, is what I mean! You haven't taken a bath in a while, have you?" She questioned, giggling slightly as she pulled his arm closer to twine around hers like a married couple would do at a wedding, with their hands still closed around each other. She drew him nearer, until he caught his balance and moved easily with her, only to jolt to a stop.
"Wh-whoa!" He cried out, dancing on his tip toes at the edge of clear liquid lapping at his feet. He breathed out slowly, falling back and taking in the sudden scent of Sakura blossoms. His head snapped to the side to glance at Kagome as she took a deep breath, her smile curving over her features. It wasn't her smell that was so strong in his nose. Hers stood out a different way.
Slowly, his amber eyes cast back in front of him to widen in sparkling awe, then back to Kagome with a deeper look. His tongue moved anxiously inside his mouth, swallowing again and again like a little child in the midst of a desperate drought.
Picture perfect. Like one of the oil, colorful paintings hung on a stark white wall in the Higurashi house. It looked like something that should hanging in her home, not something she should be standing in. There was no way something so beautiful could have escaped one's mind. No god had the power to make those yellow and pink, blue and purple, flowers curl up around their ankles with blasting colors sprouting about. The crashing of wave after wave of undying white and blue crystalline water down that waterfall was just too unreal. The clear water spread like a stream across grey rocks, worn smooth with time, before puddling into a pond yards away, surrounded by stones and boulders that jutted this way and that. Smoothed slips of silvery rock slid off from the warm watered pond, rocks jutting up around the small cove where small puddles lingered. Emerald ivy twisted up dark trunks of willowing Sakura trees, their unfading pink cherry blossoms flaking from the over crowded branches to dance in the air around them. Pink and blue, all colors of petals swam in the deep blue water, churning peacefully. Rocks were shaded by the wild and free flowers and ivy, even weeds had their place to decorate the scenery. Green grass stood tall, twisting with the flowers that had bloomed, shading every inch of the ground beneath their feet with colors of all kind, washing over their legs and feet.
"Now...take a bath!" Kagome exclaimed, her sparkling eyes finally shaking from the beautiful starburst of color and smell around them. She shifted to the side, dragging Inuyasha in front of her to press her open palms against his chest. She giggled, playfully shoving him ankle deep into the water. It shocked his eyes wide once more at the feel of the warm water compared to the almost frigid air.
"No way!" Inuyasha refused, crossing his arms stubbornly as the warm liquid lapped over his frozen toes. His eyes, the color of crystalized sap that the summer sun shone through, glared almost seriously at the girl. A smirk was just dying to crawl over his pressed lips, but he bit it back with Kagome's frustrated grunt.
"Sit!" She called out, a sure way to bathe the hanyou against his will. It truly pleased her to watch his eyes widen as that dreaded necklace began to glow like the heavens. It was just a matter of seconds before he toppled over, his face plunging into the waterfall's frothy white waters, drenching him to the core.
Kagome stumbled back as droplets of the water flung out from the splash, barely missing her white blouse. She nodded contently as Inuyasha's face raised, silver bangs plastered to his forehead, water trickling off his angered features, his fists clenched threateningly. The girl merely turned on his menacing glare, walking in the opposite direction with a slight shake to her head.
A furious open hand raised, Inuyasha glared at his target, golden eyes like daggers. The crinkling white school blouse was way to dry for his liking. He thrust his clawed hand into the water, shoving a white watered wave over the dry girl's eased form on her attempt to escape with a smile. He couldn't help but laugh evilly.
Soaking wet with an expression more than angry, Kagome whirled around, her jaw clenched and teeth gritting furiously. She let out a low growl, like something a canine would do, something Inuyasha would do. It shocked the hanyou, making him raise an arm to shield his face as the girl splashed into the water, raising a hand and smacking it against the rippling water's surface. A wave of water crashed over the inu half demon's form once more, soaking him even more if it was even possible.
He blinked, hesitating to open his eyes again before he was 'sat' again. He knew it had to be coming, but he cracked open an eye, waiting for the remaining droplets of water to drip from his lashes, clearing his vision before letting his gaze fall on her again. It was more than a shock to see the smile that curved her candy lips.
She laughed. That gleeful little sound that rang in his ears for hours on end. He adored that childish laugh of hers, like it was true and straight from the heart. Infectious. He felt as though he could laugh all day at her side, over nothing at all. It was only a matter of seconds before the water and sparks flew.
The childish two slid over slippery gray rocks, fighting playfully, water splashing about, waves soaking them thoroughly, laughs spreading from their lips. Kagome shoved at the hanyou's shoulders, playfully trying to push his firm posture over. It only resulted in a quick knock to her shoulder, sending her in to the deep pond that consumed her body. Her hands dragged Inuyasha with her, her fingers catching in the strings that tied up his haori.
They plunged down, their hair floating ghostly in the warm water that made them never want to surface. Inuyasha's haori slipped down, hanging limply at his shoulders as he grasped Kagome's hips, holding her near as their lungs pumped for air that had been cut off moments ago. Their legs kicked, their faces coming close to touch noses at the sides. Their eyes opened, blurred eyes staring ahead at the other's graceful features as their lips parted, only to have water invade the caverns of their mouths. It was weird being so close after such a heated fight.
Surfacing, they gasped for air, bodies close as they panted eagerly. Air filled Kagome's lungs quickly, leaving Inuyasha still breathless at the mere sight of her soaked figure, consoled by the water they tredded. She giggled splashing at him again and again until his mind returned to him, forcing him forward to grab at her shoulders and dunk her under once more.
He felt his clothes loosening, the water rippling over his haori, slipping it from his arms and starting to tear at his yukata. He trembled, his eyes casting about for that raven hair and white that would float beneath the surface. He never did catch sight, even after taking the time to ring out his drenched haori, kicking his strong legs to stay afloat in the places were he couldn't touch the sandy bottom. He tossed the red fabric onto the shore to dry, worry rising into his chest for the girl that hadn't risen for a minute now.
"Kagome?" Inuyasha called weakly, his feet hitting the bottom as he turning around, his eyes searching for her in the water that would surely be above her head. But he didn't panic, he waited, his heard thundering madly in his chest until rustling caught his canine ears, flicking them backwards to listen carefully.
He turned slowly, a smile creeping over his lips at the sight of his companion of a year and a half perched on the flowery edge of the stream that her feet rest in. He grunted in fake frustration as he dunked himself under the water, swimming silently to where she sat, completely content with a smile on her face. He wanted to wipe that smile from her lips with his own, capture her in a kiss that she wouldn't have the time to concentrate smiling from. Finally, he understood that Kikyou couldn't make him feel this way, and he needed to know the truth. Kikyou or Kagome?
Kagome shifted her legs, eyeing the dark water, so deep that it had become blurry and a misty blue in the depth of it. She shifted her legs again, feeling goosebumps starting to dot her legs and arms, even her stomach and back through her transparent school blouse. Mostly, she just wanted Inuyasha to surface again before he decided to grab her leg and pull her back in.
Bubbles trailed from right beneath her and the girl let out a tiny gasp, pulling her legs apart as Inuyasha's silvery white hair sprouted like a tree from the water, sending a wave of water crashing over her. She blinked away the blurriness and breathed onto his lips that had suddenly come so close. Her breaths were choppy and choked as his clawed hand moved along her shoulder and up the side of her pale neck to pluck a pink blossom from her tossled charcoal tresses.
Neither of them dared to speak as the inu hanyou positioned himself with a knee between her legs, one hand holding him up on the ground, the other on her waist to slowly in her closer. He watched as Kagome's lips closed in another breath, giving him the signal to drop back into the water, pulling her along with him with a confident grin that forced Kagome's eyes wide.
They bobbed up in down in the water like apples at a party, just waiting to be bitten into by hungry teeth. They turned in a circle, their legs brushing one another as they kicked to keep afloat. Inuyasha could touch, but Kagome was nearly frantic as she clung to his yukata that was beginning to sag around his shoulders as well.
She breathed evenly, or tried to at least, as he held her close. It wasn't long before she felt her back press against a cold rock. Her breath caught suddenly in her throat, Inuyasha's feet touching, steadily, to the bottom as a hand raised to flatten over the rock right next to her face. Her hair plastered to the sides of her face, broken strands fraying over her rosy cheeks.
He looked so determined, so hungry for something that she knew she could give him. She just wasn't entirely sure how.
Suddenly, she felt herself slipping, her hands had sank from his shoulders long ago to move around her to keep her from falling under. She was failing, rapidly, as her chin touched the warm water beneath her. The miko didn't have to work for long before a solid leg shifted between her legs, bringing her slightly upward and letting her sit there as if a comfortable chair.
Kagome felt her legs start to throb, and the tingling sensation that followed trailed up her body, her cheeks growing redder as she stared at Inuyasha, at the need in his eyes. She breathed out as slowly and steadily as she could, her hands finding their way to support herself against his chest when he dared to linger even closer.
The tip of his nose teased against her cheek, his mouth tilting towards hers before she began to tremble terribly, her voice coming out choked and cracking when she finally spoke.
"Stop." She demanded, unconvincingly. Her fingers touched the silken skin of his chest as the ties came undone on his yukata. Her heart hammered against her ribs like a drummer in a heavy metal band. She blinked through the darkness that had finally fallen upon them from their hours of rough play.
Those wide brown eyes flitted to the sky, watching as a thick clouds trailed across the sky to reveal a bright, round, moon that cast that moonlight glare over the hanyou's hair, making it shine with a hazy white glow. His face was shadowed, but it didn't make her realize any less than that he was moving in for a kiss.
She pushed lightly on his chest, her fingers tracing across the bare skin that only rooted him on. It wasn't rocket science to know that she wanted it just as much as he seemed to. But that image of Kikyou just kept jumping back to her head in a mental slideshow of what had been before her and what she was only corrupting and standing in the way of now.
"Stop, Inuyasha. Please." Kagome begged, her eyes turning back to his with a pleading gaze. But he held tight, a hand fishing down in the water to find her hand, bringing it up to lace with her fingers and press the back of her hand to the slippery rock her back was pushed against, freezing her beneath her see-through shirt.
"We ain't gonna live forever." He whispered onto her parted lips. There was no way she was going to fight it, and there was no way he would let her escape any way. Too many times had he let her tiny waist wiggle away from his grasp whenever his lips came near. Something always pierced through their cloud of bliss, as if it was forbidden or never meant to be. But he thought differently, and he wanted her. He always wanted what he couldn't have. And those tiny candy lips seemed so far away.
Kagome's eyes rolled back, finally closing as Inuyasha's elbow that held his hand pressed to the rock bent and he leaned into her. Her chin lifted, his face tilted. Her stomach did multiple flips while her heart performed a full-blown concert in her ribcage. After a few moments of frozen anticipation, she stopped breathing completely. He was so near but it was taking so long. It really seemed like forever, her free hand creeping up his neck to push into his sopping wet hair, the other hand clenched in his.
Finally. Finally, warm lips spread over her own, her heart doing a thousand leaps as he took a cautious taste of her lips. Sugary, juicy, sweet. Just how he had dreamed they would be. His chin touched hers as his lips pressed harder against those satin candy mouth until it actually hurt. Pain spread through the inside of her mouth, ripped through her plump lips, but she pulled herself closer, deep into the kiss.
Sparks flew, fireworks exploded above their head, birds sang, hearts swarmed them. Everything a girl could ever dream of in her first kiss. It was so much different than the one before it. The first hadn't been out of their will, this one was from the passion in their hearts. She felt like she was dying, peacefully, and floating into heaven. She could hear his moaning quietly over something she didn't yet understand, the moon high and menacing to him above their heads. Though, she couldn't help but wonder if she was doing anything wrong.
Inuyasha's hand slowly moved from the boulder, slipping down her side, the other still pressing her hand, madly, to the rock, almost as if to hold her in place. He trailed his scissor-like nails down her side, leaving her blouse to trail down her green skirt. His face tilted upward, his eyes squeezing tightly as he almost began to tremble. His fingers grudgingly stopped at the hem of her short green skirt, fiddling with the fabric there, making Kagome tremble all the way to the core of her. But he didn't move one piece of clothing from her quivering figure. He wouldn't force her, he wasn't even trying to push her into what he had done to Kikyou. Something inside him just pushed him to play in a nervous way. Something he couldn't control.
A soft sound slipped into the dark air when their lips finally departed. Reality sank in, and they panted rapidly, lungs gasping for air from minutes without breath. It was truly amazing, the shock afterwards, the chills that ran up and down their body. Kagome still straddled Inuyasha's leg to keep from falling under, but it was doing more than it's job was originally for.
Slowly, theirs mouths came upon each other again, fitting perfectly together for another heated kiss that would leave them breathless. The inu hanyou pulled away quickly, his hand slipping from hers to pull her to him, wading away from the rock that had served as support, even protection against what the hanyou seemed to want so badly. She felt exposed and unbearably warm without the freezing slip of nature's offspring.
Inuyasha pulled her away, wading through the water to slide over the smoothed and flat rock that surrounded the watery palace. He pushed her over the rock, letting her find her place before her moved over her, looking down into her red face. Did it embarrass her? Did she love him like she confirmed so with her kiss? He leaned over her, gentle at first, with his lips to hers. His hands dragged hers above her head to lace their fingers warmly. Everything was perfect. Even when the metalic taste of blood suddenly invaded her mouth.
Pulling back from her, he watched her eyes open again to look up at him. Kagome licked her lips, tasting nothing but him at first before catching that bloody taste on her tongue. Her eyes raised to his, lowering to his lips to watch a drop of crimson blood roll over his plump lower lip. She had no time to react before his lips met hers against in a harsh kiss where she could feel his fangs biting her lips. She could taste the blood running into her mouth, dripping down her chin when he pulled away.
"Inuyasha..." She whispered, carefully, watching the slight smear of blood on his lips glisten in the light of the full moon. It never occurred to her. Never at all as his nails pierced into the thin skin of her wrists that he held above her head.
"I take it back." She added in a small voice, her mouth and lips throbbing madly. She could even see her own blood dripping from the pointed ivory tips of his fangs when he spoke again.
"What?" He muttered, his brows curling inward only slightly as he lowered his face to her neck, dropping sweet kisses there. His lips and fangs left trails of crimson on her alabaster skin, his bloodied fingertips moving away from her wrists to run through her charcoal hair, streaking the black with red.
"I don't hate you. I lo-"
"Good." He cut off, giving her no time to speak afterwards as his lips slipped over hers again, drawing more of her blood into his mouth and pushing more into hers. No time to slip half a word and two more from her sore lips before another kiss was shared. But she didn't mind the pain and she didn't pull away. She didn't care about his roughness or the hunger and need in his kisses. Though, her heart still longed for those three little words. It ticked forever in her brain that he hadn't said them yet, maybe just to put it in her face. It was working. But she gave him time.
Inuyasha's lips trailed away once more to hover over her, panting eagerly. Kagome could see the desperation in his eyes and she knew something was happening to him. Something that involved the bright moon that hung in the inky black sky. But she would have never guessed that drenching him with her kisses would only make things a mile worse.
She sat up, smiling gently through the throbbing pain on her lips and wrists, both leaking dark red blood. She slipped her hands over his bare shoulders, surprised at the feel of naked skin. What was this turning into? Such an innocent teenage girl. She never imagined anything like this happening to her when she was so young. She just couldn't allow it. Her mom and grandpa would drop dead, her friends would never approve, and Souta would never let her hear the end of it with that huge smile on his face. But he didn't understand what they had done and what it meant for the future. That was why she couldn't allow herself to fall into Kikyou's place. No matter what.
Kagome forced him back, until he was pressed to a rock just as she had been moments ago. There, she slipped a short kiss onto his shoulder, watching him tremble and grunt with frustration in his struggle for something she couldn't see. She dipped her head down her hands on his sweating shoulders that heaved with a harsh effort with each of his forced breaths. Gently, her lips trailed across his chest, his yukata fallen away from his front a while back.
His nails dragged fiercely across the surface of the rock. Thin strips of crimson stretched over the gray stone, following after the hanyou's blood tinged claws. His eyes fluttered with the feel of the miko's lips against his bare skin that had longed for her touch for so long. The amber of his eyes rolled back into his head as he forced his arms to stay stretched to the sides of him so that he wouldn't hurt Kagome. Already, the whites of his eyes were tinged with a deadly red. He was rapidly losing himself to the youkai monster inside him as her sweet kisses crawled from his stomach up to his chest in a line.
His jaw clenched, his eyes clamped shut tightly as he shook his head from side to side, almost refusing to believe that any of this was happening. She couldn't feel anything about him. She was only doing this because…because she just didn't want to hurt his feelings. But now it had gone just a bit too far. He was just starting to believe her. He was just starting to feel her full lips brushing over his chest teasingly, no longer kissing him. Each one of her gentle touches was enough to drive him completely and utterly mad. And he needed her. He needed her to be his. His love, his mate, his life. But how could she ever accept. She was only a sixteen year old girl, almost seventeen now. He couldn't force her to throw away her life just to make him happy. But he'd deal with that later. Now, he just needed to feel her kiss and feel her love even if it wasn't even there. He would have her, at least for one night.
He fought mercilessly for his mind. He struggled against the animal inside him. His muscles tensed and his back arched, frustrated grunts leaving his raw throat as he struggled to keep his arms back from her delicate form. It was already too late, his fangs had already descended to bite into his bottom lip, his razor blade claws extended and scraped chalky white, bloody tinged, streaks into the rock he leaned against. The red glow in his eyes refused to fade and forced his arms down from the bloody rock surface, bloody with her blood, Kagome's blood that he had drawn from her. His hand pulled to her face, pressing her lips to his chest, making her kiss him. But she didn't refuse, didn't fight it. She wanted to kiss him.
His hands broke away, dropping limply at his sides when Kagome's lips drew away from him. He breathed, trying his best to fight the hunger that dwelled within. He refused to listen, only concentrate peacefully on what he really wanted. Her. Her safety and for her to live on, with him or not. And it was finally beginning to work, his claws shrinking slowly, until his eyes shot wide, red filtering back in at the devastating feel.
His breathing quickened, heart hammering endlessy. She couldn't do this. She would never. Not even in his wildest dreams. But there she was, and he could feel every second of it outside of a dream. He wanted to scream out, scream for her to stop. He knew this wasn't really what she wanted. She was doing it for him, and he knew. The hanyou's eyes squeezed shut, his chest heaving as he waited for it. Quick, before he ordered her to stop. But it was already too late as he felt her hands slip up his neck, lifting those heavy purple beads to replace them with her lips.
Kagome gently kissed his neck as he had done for her. She smiled at his near panic. It was something even she thought she would never do as she lifted the subduing necklace from around his neck, brushing against the tips of his alert canine ears. They flicked and flattened to his skull, his chin lifting at her kiss as she set the prayer beads aside.
That was it. A menacing snarl ripped from his throat, sending one clawed hand to twist, cruelly, in her hand, the other jabbing against her lower back. He sent her back to the water and blood splattered large, flat, rock below where he hovered above her for a moment before diving down with eyes as dark red as the blood that ran through his popping veins.
Her clothes were rags, hanging limp and torn against her body, art by Inuyasha's fierce claws. He snarled, lips pulling back in a sneer as he stabbed his pointed nails into her back, feeling the thick warmth of her blood pour over his hands. He listened to her moan loudly, right in his ear. His mind didn't let him decipher whether it was in pain or pleasure, as much as he wanted to know. He couldn't tell anything anymore, and he just wanted to scream out that it wasn't him.
'It isn't the real me!' He wanted to scream to her, just to make those soft whimpers, groans, and moans of pain stop leaving her pretty little lips he had bruised with his own against hers. He would cry, screaming at the top of his lungs that he never meant for this to happen, if he could. He couldn't help her now, nor himself. Only lay against her, letting himself tear apart her clothing to mark and corrupt her beautiful skin with his devil's nails.
Rapidly, his sanity inched away from him as his claws dug into the tender skin of Kagome's back. Deeper, like blades piercing deep into her warm flesh, tingling from his touch. Sizzling hot embers on her skin from the warm fire they had left long ago to bury themselves deep in the security of the forest.
She was crying now. He could feel the rivers of tears spilling down her cheeks and rubbing off onto his as he nuzzled his face against her neck, pressing his fangs against the untouched, sensitive skin. With a quiet moan, his jaw dropped to set his ivory animal-like teeth on her neck. Without a warning at all, his fangs sank in, stealing a sharp cry from the miko's raw throat as he lapped up the warm blood that poured from the heavy vein.
He could feel her hands working at his shoulders, helplessly digging into his own flesh only to leave little imprints like half moons by her nails. She couldn't do to him what he was doing to her. And he wouldn't stop, either. Not until he felt her chest heaving from lack of breath. Not until he felt her back arch over his sharp nails and her thin body press tightly to his. Not until the remains of her ripped clothing were drenched in her own blood. Not until he felt her tears bathe him in her sorrow and pain. Not until her jaw dropped and he could hear her start to scream his name.
A hand flung out, drenched in crimson as if he had just returned from a bloody battle. It slipped over the wet rock, spreading her blood, splattering it against the rocks that surrounded, mixing it with the water that trailed beneath them. He could feel her hands slip around his back, working into his firm flesh as she tried not to fall under. Her seeing eyes were starting to sink into inky blackness, everything becoming numb so quickly. She couldn't tell if she was passing out or dying.
She choked out a haunting moan, her back arching away from those sharp needles that worked into her back. She gasped for breath, tears running down from her clamped shut eyes. Every inch of her body was drenched in her own blood and tears, and the parts that weren't still ached with white hot pain. It seared through her cut and bruised lips, stabbed through her back and jabbed through her wrists, slit across her throat where his fangs were still embedded.
When Inuyasha finally pulled his teeth from her neck to press his face to her shoulder, heated breathes steaming her skin. His blade like nails dragged down her back, blood seeping out in puddles that surrounded them until the sight, smell, and feel became just too much to bear.
"Inuyasha!" She screamed out, her head tossing restlessly though she didn't fight him. Her breathes caught in her throat, burning bloody holes in her lungs. She was sure she would die like this, laying under him with his hands tearing at every inch of her flesh. His claws hand marked her thighs in streaks. They had claimed her neck, her back, her shoulders. And now there was nothing left, only to plead helplessly for him to spare her life.
"Inuyasha, please!"
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...-smirk-...Go wild!
How's THAT for a first kiss?
Better watch it, hanyou boy...don't want a repeat of Kikyou.
Yeah, I know...upsetting...but very fufilling. I hope you guys really enjoyed this one because I definitely tried my best.
Long, too...so...what's gonna happen now, you think? Feel free to shout out some random suggestions or what you think is going to happen...Even though my plot is packed down in my head, I still may add in some things. Ya never know...well...I do.
How horrible...I know exactly what's going to happen...and yooooou...don't!
-evil cackle-