Guys, THANKS SOOO MUCH for the AMAZING response for the last chapter! I have honestly never had so many reviews for one chapter, and I'm hyperventilating about it as I type this to you guys! You have NO idea how much this means to me, and I love you all soooooo much for it! Thank you!
I thought I'd shake things up a little and leave you on a cliffhanger! Anyways, I'm not gonna waste too much time this week, but go ahead and read my fanart question in last chapter's author's note, and you know what, I'll quit messing y'all around, and just damn well give you the chapter. Oh yeah, LEMON WARNING!
Yes it is a lemon, what you've all been asking for, I'm listening to really great music whilst I'm at this, for you Angel Food 101, who kept suggesting Kelly Clarkson's Addicted, it has a big part in the lemon, so I hope you like!
This chapter starts off UBER SAD, so get your tissues out, okay? I've never written angst like it before, I have to say! But it's cute to finish, so no worries
For all you minors, though I know you'll totally ignore this, I'll put warnings in where the lemons start and finish, okay?
Here ya go (fingers crossed!) Hope you like!
Chapter 14: The Truth LEMON
"The truth?" Kagome asked, puzzlement clouding her face.
Inuyasha looked up into her face, and as his eyes took in the tendrils of hair that had tumbled down from her curled up do, the concern glimmering in her eyes, and the vulnerability of her bundled up position on the seat, he couldn't deny her this. He couldn't deny himself this.
"Yes, the truth." Inuyasha said, suddenly becoming engrossed in his claws.
"What is it you've been telling me that's a lie?" Kagome said, her voice growing stronger and more agressive in the calm night light.
"It's nothing to do with you, I promise." Inuyasha said tiredly. "But it is something that could have an impact on...you and me."
"Alright, I'm going to stop interrupting. Start from the beginning." Kagome said decisively, leaning and getting comfortable against the hardwood swing.
"You sure?" Inuyasha asked, peering at her for any signs of insecurity from beneath his thick bangs.
"I swear to God..." Kagome said threateningly, eyeing Inuyasha fiercely. "Go on then."
"Okay." Inuyasha said. He leaned back against the swing himself, and scraped his bangs away from his forehead with his hand, and squeezed his eyes shut. He had only ever relived this time of his life three times before, and it had nearly made him pass out each time. But he had to trust her.
"A long time ago, when I was sixteen, I was a total outcast in high school. You know the kind, I was into rock/metal music, I was too smart for my own good and I was a total ass when I felt like it, which was most of the time." Inuyasha began, keeping his eyes off Kagome.
"No change there, then." Kagome said with a tiny snort.
"Hello, teenage horrors being spoken of here, no mockery, bitch." Inuyasha snapped.
"Fine, fine..." Kagome said, still smirking at him.
"Needless to say, I didn't have the time on my hands for girls. Until one. Kikyou Jimega, her name was. She uhh...looked a tiny bit like you, I guess. Same hair and nose, I think. And, yes, I'm aware of how sentimental and Miroku-like this sounds, but this is what it felt like. She swept me off my feet. She totally changed my priorities. I had nothing better to do in my life other than spend time with Kikyou, all of a sudden. Everything in my world revolved around her."
"Did you love her?" Kagome asked, the question tugging painfully at her heart with each word she softly spoke.
"To this day, after all she did to me, I still couldn't tell you for sure. I think it was more of...like, a complete and total awe of her. She was like this...this entity, this being, this goddess, who just stood on this pedestal so far above me, you know? She was everything I wasn't. Beautiful, popular, funny. And yet, she was cold. Cold as ice. It was like there was only one setting on her. And that setting was haughty. Proud. Controlling, I guess."
"That's not healthy." Kagome stated.
"Tell me something I don't know." Inuyasha said blandly, gazing out towards the twinkling fountain in the glade before him, a pensive look on his face.
"Anyway, we were together for a while. A long, long time. But then something huge happened, and then..."Inuyasha's voice dried up, here and he cleared his throat.
"I guess I'd better tell you about my relationship with my mom first." He said, his voice still raspy with pain. "We were close. Closer than close. I loved her more than life itself, and I still do. It only made our bond stronger, I suppose, that were were the only people with human blood in our household. Sesshoumaru's mom was another inuyoukai, but she left soon after he was born, and our dad remarried, to my mom. She taught me everything I know. Not just the important things, like manners and morals and other shit, (Kagome scoffed at his words, sharing a small smile with him) but she also taught me to sing. We loved to sing, and loved to play. She taught me the piano, working around my claws, which, let me just tell you, make it one hell of a lot harder..." Inuyasha smiled a little as he reminisced. His mother, with her long, black hair, so much like Kagome's, swinging as she laughed with him, and tied rope around his chest to get him to sing from his diaphragm.
"She didn't just teach me those, she taught me how to curse. She also showed me how to use a gun. She taught me how to womanize, and all this was great. She even struggled with teaching Fluffy to sing, but she said it herself, he made a better sex object. She was my world, you know? The foundation I lived on. Let's just say for now that she was a beautiful person, inside and out. Like you, I guess..."He finished so quietly that she barely heard it.
Kagome drew in a sharp breath at this, but remained silent.
"Anyway, like I said, my priorities changed around Kikyou. And soon, as I'm sure you guessed by now, I had two women fighting for my attention, and I just couldn't decide who to devote it to. The woman I worshipped, or the woman I loved? You see my problem?" Inuyasha asked, weighing up his hands like scales.
"That I do." Kagome said quietly, concentrating hard.
"Okay. Well on New Years Eve 1996, I was walking home from school, when I heard this car squealing around the corner. A little black Chrysler. Anyone looks at a car going somewhere too fast, and shock horror surprise, I wasn't any different. Shame is, my mom had decided to totally embarrass me, not like I wasn't embarrassed enough in general, by picking me up from school. My mom drove a Chrysler Jeep. She came wheeling round the corner, calling out to me and driving like she was on crack or something, like usual, and then, the little Chrysler came screaming around the corner, windows were tinted, I couldn't see anything. It looked for a second like the sports was gonna hit her, and I yelled...And then...I...Went white, flashed,...fire..."
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Inuyasha's voice choked as the horrific scene played on a loop inside his crackling brain, seizing his very lungs, making them burn with the effort of keeping him conscious.
White, red, green, black, flashes of unidentifiable colors flitted in and out of his mind, as splitsecond clips of the accident zoomed in and out of his head. The crunching of bent metal, the razor sharp pieces of gloss paint flying in every direction, the sudden eruption of flames from the mangled junction between the two cars, the crushed doors of his mother's Jeep, the flying purple leather handbag that came flying in at his stock still, frozen feet, and then...Oh, Kami...the scream. Inuyasha, as long as he lived and beyond, would never forget the scream.
The scream haunted his nightmares in sleep, and his darkest thoughts in waking. It plagued him whenever he was at his very lowest. If Inuyasha could have chosen the single worst ten seconds of his life, the scream would win. The piercing, bloodcurdling scream of sheer agony rent through the air like a knife, and through his heart. In that moment, Inuyasha changed, changed completely and entirely.
The pain, him running, dropping his bags as he sprinted to the broken, battered form of his mother. The blood running down his shirt as she coughed horrible into his chest as she flopped there. The sheer force with which he clasped her to him. The salt of the tears stinging her wounds as they fell from his eyes. Her last look. Right, not last words, but a look. A look of pain, and yet, intense, deep peace. Her brown eyes, so familiar to him in the woman trying to tilt his chin up in worry right now, told him to take care of himself and to never let love fly over his head. And more than anything, the one thing she'd always told him, to trust in those he loved, implicitly. Cause, he remembered her saying, if you couldn't trust those closest to you, there was no point living.
With one, bloody finger, she'd caressed his cheek lightly, and then she'd died. Just died, just like that. Just like his mother. She'd never wanted to be a burden on anyone, never wanted anything other than the simple pleasure she took from small things. Worked behind the scenes, made everything tick, without any thanks. And that's the way she'd died, in her favorite son's arms.
Inuyasha released a hoarse cough as he remembered glaring at the Chrysler speeding away from his mother's flaming car, careening around the corner, brakes squealing harshly in protest. He released his own cry of anguish, passing out as he was pried away from his mother by a man in a fluorescent coat. The last thing he remembered about that day was watching the opaque black body bag zip up, shutting him off from seeing that heart shaped face ever again...
"Inuyasha...Inuyasha..." was the next sound he recalled hearing. A male voice. Worried, or was it relieved. No...as Inuyasha slowly brought himself back into touch with reality, the male voice melded into a female one, the relief transforming into intense worry.
He opened his eyes, to realize he had curled up tightly in one corner of the swing, his long, lean legs drawn up to his chest, his spasmic arms wrapped tightly around his shins. The cold, damp sweat that had broken out over his skin shone in tiny droplets, as he recovered, breathing hard.
"Wh...What happened?" he asked, not entirely sure.
"I...I think you had an anxiety attack or something..." Kagome said, still amazed that he was okay. " You were trembling, and muttering and cursing and I think you were gonna cry, and Inuyasha, please never do that to me again. Ever." Kagome garbled out, her eyes filling with tears as her lower lip began to tremble.
"No tears, no tears..." Inuyasha said, feeling soothing all of a sudden. "I'm fine, you're fine, right?" he asked, tilting her chin up to face him, the tears receding slightly as she blinked them back.
"Yeah." Kagome said, whisperingly, pulling away from him wrapping herself in the blanket and sitting back, rubbing her nose childishly.
"Can I just say something before you continue?" Kagome asked, looking directly at him, her brown eyes strong.
"Go ahead. I'm amazed you made it this far anyways. You should be in therapy right now..." Inuyasha muttered, looking at her thoughtfully.
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"Did...did Kikyou have anything to do with your mother's death?" Kagome asked, almost timidly.
"Smart girl." Inuyasha clarified, grinning with...pride? Shit, he really did have it bad...
"Thanks...I think." Kagome said, smiling with him.
"She did, wouldn't you know it. Just before Mom died, Kikyou had suddenly, totally out of the blue, wanted to spend less and less time with me. On some levels, that was a good thing. But on baser levels it wasn't you know? I figured she could have been cheating on me, but I was just glad to have the extra time with Mom. I was in the hospital, sitting in the morgue with Dad and Sess. Had to identify the body." Inuyasha's voice had turned from the animated, yet pained voice he'd used earlier to a monotone, blankly stating the facts.
"I'd turned youkai after the EMS guys took her away, and that's actually where I met Miroku. He'd got into my path of destruction through some nearby woods, he tells me, and nearly got himself killed by saving me. Another youkai shot, you see, his family are monks, made for purifying big bad demon beasties such as myself. That's why he's my best friend I guess. He said there was nothing like attempted murder to create a friendship." Inuyasha let out a dry chuckle, then got back on track.
"Kikyou came sauntering in. Playing the super sympathetic girlfriend. She usually played me for a sap, but I was way too hurt right then to fall for it. I saw what was hanging off her arm, and I knew. I knew where she'd been the whole time, why she'd had car brochures in school, why she'd been walking around with tons of cash in hand. See, when the car crashed a purple purse came flying out and landed at my feet. I ignored it, along with my other stuff when I ran to Mom. Didn't stop it catching my attention. Purple snakeskin, brown leather edging, it's funny the little things I remember about that purse. But it had a swirly K on the front, engraved on, and that I could see more than anything else. And wouldn't you know it, due to the earth being a bitch and all, there came Kikyou in, with this purse hung over her arm, looking a little beaten up, like she'd thrown it from a flaming car." Inuyasha let out a dry chuckle, and continued.
"I confronted her. I yelled, I screamed, probably cried knowing me...Damn emotional, hormonal teenager that I was, just like a girl...Anyways, that was the end of Kikyou and me, but we ended up...well, something happened when I was done yelling at her, after I found out that she had plotted and arranged my mother's "accident". Used a hitman called Naraku. After I found out, and yelled out her, and this thing happened, I couldn't...I let her go."
"You what." Kagome asked, flatly not believing him.
"I arranged for her to leave the country. She should be living happily in London right now. You see, Kikyou supported me. She, despite all of her demeaning habits, meant one hell of a lot to me. You know how special your first...Oh Kami, Miroku will never forgive me when he hears about this...first...love...is, and she was that. You have to remember, I wasn't good with girls, not half as good as I am now, let me tell you...Anyways, she was as much a part of me as my own heart, and I think that on some level, deep, deep down, though she'd committed the ultimate crime against me and my family, I couldn't let her rot in prison. I couldn't. I was a hardass even then, but she broke me...
Inuyasha once again descended into his dark memories, as Kagome watched him, stunned. He relayed the conversation to Kagome in small chunks as the scene reappeared, like it was yesterday, in his head.
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"Kikyou...How could you do this to me?" Inuyasha asked, flopping forlornly onto the empty, pristine hospital bed. His face felt tight with the dried tears, and his heart felt non existent.
"It's what I had to do. I loved your mom Inuyasha, don't get me wrong, but I needed you more than she did. Can't you understand that? I needed you. And yet, you felt like she deserved you more. I told you once, Inuyasha, and I'll tell you again, I deserve you me than anyone. I am making you what you are, and I won't have anyone stand in the way of that." She insisted pleadingly, as she held his stained face in her hands, kneeling in front of him, between his legs at the edge of the bed.
"Why so damned selfish? Why so fucking self-centered Kikyou? Have you not fucking realized that all this time, this last few months, I have been juggling the two of you? I love you both, equally I think, despite what you've done, but FUCK THAT, Kikyou, this was NOT for you to fucking take into your fucking hands. This is the shit PSYCHOPATHS do! For fuck's sake, I treat you like a fucking queen, and you wipe out my reason for living? And NO, bitch, it's not you, SURPRISE SURPRISE. How the fuck can your twisted little mind see it as anywhere near okay to kill my mother, because she your rival? Over me? Kikyou, I honestly have not got the least fucking clue of what the hell to say to you. I feel like I should turn you in. But I love you, so I can't really do that. But how on earth is it fair to my mother if I let you go?" Inuyasha bellowed, thumping around the room, shattering anything that got in his way.
"Inuyasha, you don't have a choice." Kikyou said, her cold tone, a full switch from the warm, pleading one she'd used before.
"What?" he said disbelievingly, amazed at the shit he heard her talking.
"You heard. There's no choice as far as this is concerned. You see, I'm not stupid. Never have been. I never loved you. Never did. And so, this is my plan. This is my real story. Your mother broke up my own family. You remember, I'm sure you darling mother told you so, that she had an affair with a married man before your father?"
Inuyasha nodded mutely, suddenly aware of Kikyou pushing the remote button that lifted up the electric blinds on the huge viewing window of this particular hospital room.
"Well, guess who that married man was. My father. My mother was shattered, broken, wrecked entirely after she found out what my father and your mother were doing. It nearly ripped her apart. My mother is in therapy right now, unable to move on with her life, unable to smile, unable to laugh, unable to live again Inuyasha. And all because of the lust our parents shared." Kikyou said, her voice quavering with pain as tears filled her large brown eyes.
"Why should you and your precious mother, your beautiful mother, your saintly mother, your wild mother have such a prosperous and gorgeous relationship when your mother stole mine? How is that fair?" Kikyou protested, pushing the button harder as her hands began to shake in anger.
"Kikyou, stop this, I never knew..." Inuyasha said, all the fire gone within him, lost amidst a sea of grief and shock.
"Oh yeah! And that makes it okay? Makes ruining my family permissible, does it?" Kikyou asked shrilly, opening the window fully.
"Now Inuyasha, you and me are one and the same. Neither of us have mothers anymore. I've achieved what I wanted to, and that's all there is to it. Look out of the window Inuyasha." Kikyou commanded coldly, indicating with a stiff arm, a sneer on her face.
Inuyasha almost screamed in terror when he saw the scene before him. Sesshoumaru and his father were both crudely tied to orange, plastic hospital chairs, out cold. Two squarely built, overly muscled men stood to their sides, holding small pistols with silencers over the barrels to the sides of the heads. The masks they wore obscured their faces, but this looked like no bluff. Harsh, white halogen lights burned down on all of them.
Inuyasha knew what he had to do. Though he would continue to punish himself every night of his life for what he was about to do, he sighed, and looked at his father and brother.
He couldn't lose them too. Just couldn't.
"How's London for you, Kikyou?" he asked defeated and sickened at the triumphant grin that spread across Kikyou's angular features.
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"And that, Kagome, is why we can't be together. I can't risk you being killed over something like that, and then letting you down. I was a worthless coward then, and I refuse to be again." Inuyasha sighed, letting out a relieved breath he hadn't known he was holding.
And this is where he presumed it would all begin. His bachelor life of solitude, women in, women out, not one of them fulfilling his search for the one that could fill the void in his heart. A womanizer was what Inuyasha was, and always would be, and had resigned himself to that.
Kagome sat still, looking at his stone cold face, highlighted by the moonlight peeking in on them, filtering through the canopy of trees above their heads. She couldn't let him do this to himself. She couldn't let him do this to his family. And more important than anything else, Kagome thought, her heart sighing out its feeling, he couldn't do this to her.
"Inuyasha, look at me." Kagome said firmly, shifting to look at him closer.
He remained stock still, his face a picture of indifference.
"Come on, look at me." Kagome asked quietly, taking his cool face in both her trembling hands. His suddenly-dull amber eyes looked reluctantly at her face, awaiting what she had to say.
"I'm going to say something to you, okay?" Kagome said clearly, relaxing her hold on his face. "You'll hear it once, and once only, do with it what you will. Understand?" she asked.
Inuyasha nodded mutely, again.
"You are not a coward. In fact, I could never have done what you did. I could never have lived with such a decision. Think about this Inuyasha. Yes, you let a criminal, psychotic woman walk free. Yes, you didn't avenge your mother's unlawful killing when you could have easily done so." Inuyasha flinched at her words, not understanding what she could possibly mean to do.
"Yes, you made one mistake. On the surface. But think Inuyasha. Instead of destroying three innocent lives, you saved two. Singlehandedly, I presume. You don't give yourself nearly enough credit. You made a decision no person, let alone a teenage boy should have to make. You chose between your pride, you sense of justice, and your family. You don't know what you did for your family. What would your mother have wanted you to do? Would she have wanted you to sacrifice the lives of your only remaining support so you could feel you'd done her proud? Would she? I don't think so. I wouldn't have. And Inuyasha, whatever happens, her death changed something in you. Her life moulded you. And her life and death combined have made you into a beautiful person." Kagome said, emotion welling up inside her chest as Inuyasha's eyes slowly began to brighten.
"Jesus, Kagome, I'm hot, but you don't need to keep telling me so." Inuyasha said, joking weakly.
"Shut up!" Kagome slapped his chest lightly. "I'm not usually so damned philosophical, so get what you can. When I say beautiful person, I mean you're a thorn in everyone's side, but in the best way possible."
"I...actually, don't know what the hell to say..."Inuyasha said, a smile building on his face, as he took Kagome into his arms and (AN: Wait for it...) hugged her tightly to him(AN: Sorry, sorry, sorry...), eternally grateful that in what had happened ten years ago had been closed off in a matter of minutes. No therapist had been able to do that for him. So he'd coped. He dealt with the nightmares, the night sweats, the odd anxiety attack. And yet somehow, within him, with Kagome in his arms, he felt, finally at peace. He was happy, and he felt totally back to his ordinary, obnoxious self, better than ever. The weight lifted off his shoulders had been immense, and had left Inuyasha free to be a bigger and better asshole than ever!
"Come on, I have something to show you." Inuyasha said quietly, taking her hand in his from around his waist.
"I don't trust this..." Kagome said, fully aware he was back to normal.
"And so you shouldn't," Inuyasha agreed, grinning roguishly back at her as he led her through the back of the glade, where he could hear the crashing sea a half mile away.
"I'm not going anywhere with you!" Kagome insisted, yet stumbling along after him anyway. "I have to say, this is a mood swing I totally wasn't expecting..." she muttered pensively.
"So I'm hormonal, what's it to you, huh?" Inuyasha said shrilly, faking a menopausal/PMS-ing woman. "YOU, missy, should understand that better than anyone else!
"I do NOT get PMS!" Kagome insisted angrily, aware that her feet weren't really touching the ground anymore.
"You wish." Inuyasha said dryly, recalling the morning Kouga had found them beating each other up with pillows.
"Honest, I don't! At least I didn't until I met YOU!" she blamed, laughingly poking him in the shoulder as he hoisted her onto his back.
"Nice to see I light a fire in you, bitch." Inuyasha said smugly.
"Don't call me that, what do I look like to you?" Kagome asked, as he half carried her down the huge hill towards the shoreline.
"My bitch." Inuyasha said simply, waiting in glee for her reaction.
"Say what?" Kagome asked incredulously, suddenly aware that she was riding on his back now, as he'd decided she was just too damn slow.
"You heard." Inuyasha said, running faster and faster, invigorated by the cold sea air he was streaking past.
"Oh Kami, I want my Mommy..." Kagome whined, burying her head in his shoulder.
"No you don't , you wuss. You want me, remember?" Inuyasha asked, squeezing her butt swiftly before replacing his hands under her knees.
"PERVERT!" Kagome screamed, yanking hard on one of his ears. "I do NOT want you!" she insisted, knowing he'd see straight through the lie. "SIT!"
"Kagome..." Inuyasha groaned as he went crashing to the ground, cutting off their speed abruptly, as Kagome came down hard on his back and winded herself.
"You're such an idiot! You haven't sat me in forever..." Inuyasha grumbled as he brushed himself off after the minute he was down.
"Sorry, reflex..." Kagome said sheepishly, jumping up on his offered back.
"Do they actually hurt you?" she asked as they picked up speed once again, the comfortable moment lost due to her accident.
"Keh. Doesn't matter." Inuyasha said distractedly, looking for the little alcove he'd made last time he was in Milan.
"What are you looking for?" Kagome asked curiously, following his gaze into the thicket of palm trees.
"A surprise. Honestly, so dense..." Inuyasha shook his head.
"Can't get anywhere with you without being insulted first, can I?" Kagome asked, having just come to the realization.
"Where ya been?" he asked, amazed that it's taken her so long to get that.
"Shut up." Kagome pouted at the back of his head.
"Aha!" Inuyasha said, letting go of her legs and allowing her to slide down his back to the floor as he parted the leaves with his hands.
"I swear, if you're feeding me to La Chupacabra or something, I will honestly come back from the dead and haunt you!" Kagome said, trying to see what he was seeing.
"Through here." Inuyasha said excitedly, pushing her through a gap between bushes of bright yellow hibiscus.
(AN: I never spent so long working on one damn place, try to understand, it's easy enough really.)
"Oh, Inuyasha..." Kagome breathed in awe, her brown eyes sparkling at the beauty of the place she had just climbed into.
Like an otherworldly paradise, Inuyasha had pushed her into beautiful, sandy clearing, surrounded by tropical flowers. The white sand glided and shifted around her feet, and Kagome immediately ditched her gold shoes to appreciate the feeling. Palm tree leaves gleamed in the moonlight, streaking the sand with pale moonbeams. A gentle breeze blew through the tiny, yet magical Eden, and the smile on Kagome's face doubled in size as she first, felt a strong male arm pull her to an equally strong chest and stay around her waist, and as she noticed the crashing, ten foot tall waterfall at the end.
"There's a waterfall here?" Kagome asked, stunned.
"Do you not know that I don't do things halfway?" Inuyasha asked, immensely happy at the look of sheer awe on her face.
"True, true..." Kagome agreed, walking towards the waterfall and dipping her toes in the surprisingly warm water.
"Come on, we still have the best part left." Inuyasha said, steering her gently towards the left rockface of the waterfall, searching for the moss covered switch he remembered. Finding it, he flicked it, and waited.
After a few seconds, the waterfall seemed to decline in strength, further and further, until the flow stopped altogether.
"Explain." Kagome said, narrowing her eyes at him. "How is it you have a waterfall on tap?"
"Woman, I have fifty different sports cars in my garage, none of which, by the way, are Chryslers, my own plane, and solid gold doorknobs and you don't think I could put a waterfall on tap?" Inuyasha said smugly.
"There's gold doorknobs?" Kagome asked.
"Why do I even bother..." Inuyasha asked, putting his head in his hands.
"Whatever. So why would you need to turn this thing on and off?" Kagome asked, peeking at the seemingly normal rock face.
"So I can get into..." Inuyasha began proudly as the rockface began to slide open, proving it was actually plastic and mechanized. "Here." He finished, awaiting her reaction again.
"Oh my God..." Kagome said, once again amazed by what lay in front of her.
She stood on a plushy, deep red carpet, in a room furnished with comfy chairs all over the large area, in stylized leather designs. They were scattered haphazardly over the room, forming distraction around the HUGE four poster bed in the middle of the room, thin red chiffon drapes drifting in the breeze. The bed itself was adorned in typical Inuyasha style, in red and black silk sheets (AN: Hot combo, no?) all manly. Kelly Clarkson's Addicted, (AN: Especially for you, Angel Food 101!xxx) one of Kagome's favorite songs, was playing softly through the room, obviously on a loop, Kagome noticed.
"This is hot, Inuyasha." Kagome said, turning to him and smiling at him.
"I was counting on that..." Inuyasha said. Suddenly seeing her in that room, looking so beautiful, barefoot and loose haired, in her beautiful dress, smiling at him for all she was worth made him feel all fuzzy and weird, and frankly, erotic.
"Were you now..." Kagome teased, catching on to the more "romantic" mood setting in on them.
"Oh, yeah..." Inuyasha said, advancing on her, looking down at her through desire clouded eyes.
"What if I take it back?" Kagome asked, full well knowing she wasn't going to be doing that anytime soon.
"Oh you won't." Inuyasha assured, a roguish smirk gracing his features as he took her wrist and put them behind her as he used both of their hands to push her into his chest.
"Imprisonment is so not funny." Kagome said, her brown eyes glittering at him.
"But it's oh-so-enjoyable..." Inuyasha muttered hoarsely, sniffing in her cocoa butter scent.
"We're not supposed to do this anymore, remember, we said –" Kagome began to protest, as she felt her resolve weakening rapidly.
"Never again, I know," Inuyasha interrupted, looking into her eyes. "But that's what your head says. What's your heart saying?" he asked her.
"It's telling me to go for it." Kagome said simply, without even thinking about it.
"So go on then." Inuyasha said. Feeling her stiffen fractionally as he pulled in closer. "I promise Kagome, I won't go any further if you don't want me to. I won't hurt you." He whispered soothingly, stopping in his tracks.
"Oh don't worry." Kagome said huskily in his ear. "We're going as far as we can. I'm done denying myself."
"Just as well..." Inuyasha said, leaning in for the kiss he'd been longing for all night. This kiss, like all their others, was different to the last. This one was a simple, deep kiss full of immediate promise and lust for the night ahead.
START LEMON
Kagome moaned into Inuyasha's mouth as the kiss deepened, and backed up towards the soft, large bed. Landing easily on her back, Kagome wrapped her arms around his shoulders, and relaxed, wrapping her legs loosely around his.
Inuyasha dragged his hands down her sides, smiling a little at the flex of anticipation from her waist, and moved around to the back of her dress. This would be the hard part, he'd anticipated, and true to form, after five minutes of looking for the fastening he knew these thingies usually had, he ended up ripping it off of her.
Nestling his mouth in the crook of her neck, Inuyasha's eyes swivelled upwards as he looked for any sign of discomfort or pain in Kagome's face. Seeing blissfully shut eyes, Inuyasha began a gently assault on her throat, his tongue darting out and licking areas, searching for ones that made her squeal. He chuckled and held her bare waist tighter as he licked the juncture between her neck and shoulder. Funny, that she should be so sensitive to the area where he would put his mark tonight.
Funny, also, he thought foggily, as he relished the taste of her shoulders and chest over her strapless bra, that he had just decided to mate with her tonight. They were destined to be together, and when she found out the seriousness of being mated, he'd deal with the fury that was bound to come with it then.
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Oh god, oh god, oh god, Kagome thought foggily, as she writhed in pleasure under the ministrations of Inuyasha'a expert tongue just above her breasts. Here she was, on the brink of finally ruining all that sexual tension and sleeping with Inuyasha and she totally wasn't prepared. Was she ready to just randomly get into another relationship? To trust and commit again? Right this minute? With no get out clause? And at the age of 23, with a man she had known for a month. But she loved him. To the ends of the earth and back. She'd lie for him. She'd die for him. She'd do a hell of a lot for him. That much, if NOTHING else, she was positive of, and had faith in.
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Inuyasha worked his way around Kagome's upper body, peeling her out of the strapless bra, and gazing in wonder at the pert breasts facing him, nipples hard and upright.
Kagome blushed under his stare, and made to bring her legs up to her chest.
"Don't" Inuyasha said softly, shrugging off his own scarlet button down shirt. "You are beautiful. You don't have to hide it. Well, not from me, at least..." he reconsidered.
Kagome uncovered herself shyly, and shifted slowly out of the rest of her dress, leaving her in nothing but a black lace thong.
Smiling reassuringly, Inuyasha darted forward across the bed, sliding out of his dress slacks at the same time, and gave her a swift kiss on the lips, leaving her looking totally bewildered as he moved off the bed to one of the ornate flower arrangements and started rummaging through it, plucking out one long, brown, fluttery feather. Winking at the still confused Kagome who sat on the bed, long legs stretched out in front of her, he jogged over to the bathroom he had in one corner, and riffled through the drawers before finding the large piece of black silk he'd been looking for.
Climbing back on the bed, he advanced on Kagome with the black silk folded up into a long strip in his hands.
"Whoa," Kagome said, holding up her hands. "What are you doing?" she asked, a questioning smile on her face.
"You'll see." Inuyasha said vaguely. Evidently seeing Kagome's unimpressed glare, he sighed and said, "Let's just say that if you watch 40 Days and 40 Nights enough, you pick up a few things."
Kagome just about remembered that the movie was about someone, who reminded her of Inuyasha now she thought about it, who didn't have sex for 40 days and 40 nights. He did, however find a girl and fall in love with her, but since he couldn' have sex with her, he'd managed to bring her to orgasm using a...flower...
Ooooh...Kagome thought, as Inuyasha tenderly wrapped the blindfold around her eyes and pushed her back onto the bed.
This would be...Holy shit! Kagome cursed inside her head as a whimper escaped her mouth. Inuyasha was tickling her nipple with the end of the feather, whirling it around and around her breasts like a feather duster.
Inuyasha bit his lip in concentration as he worked the feather, up and down her arms to her fingertips and back, at the end of her nose, between her parted, panting lips. Kagome squirmed beneath him as he straddled her legs.
As he twirled the end of the feather in the hollow created by her navel, he decided to take this one step further. Switching the feather into his left hand, he allowed his right hand to drift down to the silk material of her thong, debating whether or not to get it off the human way, i.e. sliding it off, or the youkai way, just plain ripping the thing. Considering he'd already killed her dress, he figured losing the panties wouldn't harm her either. He had stores anyway...
Tearing the thong from her rounded hips, and revealing the triangle of coarse black hair that pointed the way to paradise, Inuyasha once again checked Kagome's expression for discomfort. Seeing none, and struggling to keep her still sue to the havoc he was wreaking on her body with his feather, he slowly dragged the feather down into the tangle of hair at her crotch.
Kagome squealed loudly, and shot upright, a flowing perspiration breaking out of her skin almost immediately. She fell back onto the bed blissfully, arching into the light airyness of the feather brushing into her soft nether folds. Inuyasha squinted in concentration as he searched for the magical little button he was looking for, continuing to whirl the feather in and out of Kagome, getting it warmly damp now with the juices coating the insides of her thighs. Smiling warmly as he found it, he drifted the feather upwards and gave her clitoris a tiny prod with the slightly stiffer end of the feather. Grinning at the loud moan of pleasure that erupted, and the kicking of her legs beneath him as he continued to sit on them. Inuyasha employed every method he knew of arousing her from there, feeling a wave of love and pride wash over him for every sound Kagome made. Watching her face intently, as the sweat matted her hair to her forehead, as her face screwed up in the effort of maintaining her ecstasy,he waited for the signs of her orgasm coming on and he suddenly withdrew the feather from inside her, and waited for her reaction again.
"YOU FUCKING TEASE!" Kagome cursed loudly at him as her eyes opened and she saw him, sitting on her legs and stroking the feather self-satisfiedly.
"I know, I know, but don't worry. I'm done messing with you." Inuyasha said huskily, feeling his own desire building in him. "You ready?" he asked, bearing her down against the pillowed leather headboard, holding her wrists above her head with one hand and her hip to his with the other.
"I am if you are." Kagome said bravely.
In answer, his eyes turning a darker shade, leaning towards red, Inuyasha pulled her hips to sit on his raging,pulsating erection, looking deeply into her eyes.
Inuyasha knew now that there would be no near misses, no false starts, no more half measures. It was all or nothing. And he was choosing it all. Cause now, he had it all, right here encased in his arms.
Kagome bit her lip and nodded, arching up and kissing him deeply. Inuyasha wriggled out his boxers and got up on his knees, preparing himself for entry. He released Kagome's arms, knowing she'd find this easier if she had something to hold onto.
Growling ferally at her open legs, Inuyasha grasped her hips securely, and at the same moment he kissed her, he drove straight into her, up to the hilt, rupturing the thin barrier that was her virginity.
Kagome gasped loudly in pain, her fingernails digging into Inuyasha's shoulders as she willed the burning pain to subside. As it finally began to do so, with Inuyasha soothingly rubbing her back in circles, avoiding talking after he just came out with a strangled groan of pleasure the first time he tried, much to Kagome's amusement.
Feeling the pain dissolve slowly, Kagome sighed in relief, and then gasped and tightened up again as a totally different feeling spread upwards from where she and Inuyasha were joined.
She couldn't really find the best words to describe it. It was like a huge, gaping hole in her was filled up to the brim, and that filling made an unexplainable warmth and anticipation spread right to the ends of her hair, making every particle of her crackle with life and energy.
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He felt more alive, more powerful than he had ever felt before. Finally conjoined with his soon to be mate. Inuyasha couldn't believe the sheer eroticism flowing through his veins, and he knew what had to be done, and was looking forward to it immensely. Whoever te dumb fuck was who said that love made you do crazy things was damn right, as Inuyasha prepared to make Kagome Higurashi his mate.
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Kagome's pleasure intensified, became more focused as Inuyasha began to move, painfully slowly for both of them, in and out of her, as she stretched and adjusted. Getting a tiny, little bit bored, Kagome grabbed hold of the bedhead, and slammed as hard as she could into Inuyasha, moaning loudly at the welcome intrusion.
Inuyasha got the hint this time, and felt the youkai blood pulsing through his veins noisily as their rhythm changed from slow to blindingly fast and hard, making the bedsprings squeal in protest at the force of their union.
As he felt them both reaching their climaxes, Inuyasha allowed to happen what he knew had to happen. As his ears elongated, and his claws sharpened, his muscles pulsated with extra ribbons of sinew, purple markings appeared on each side of his cheeks. His fangs lengthened into hard, white, sharp protrusions. As the final touch, Inuyasha's golden eyes turned flaming red with purple pupils, flashing with orgasm at her tight walls clenching in on him as she prepared for hers.
Inuyasha'a violet pupils dilated as Kagome's eyes glowed an electric pink. As both gave in to their orgasms, reaching the ultimate height of ecstasy, Inuyasha's entire body glowed red. Kagome's glowed pink, and between them, where they crashed together one last time, a pure white light erupted to light up the whole room in blinding brightness as Inuyasha sank his fangs deeply into Kagome's shoulder with a primal roar, sealing their eternal bond.
As the lights dimmed down, leaving the romantic lighting of the water cavern as it had been before, as though and inuyoukai-miko mating had not just occurred. Inuyasha rolled off of Kagome, entirely exhausted. Kagome, already her eyes drifting shut, made a desire fogged note to herself to ask Inuyasha what had happened when they'd orgasmed together.
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Kissing him gently as he got under the sheets and pulled her with him, Kagome turned over and spooned into him, snuggling deep into his chest, enjoying the lazy rubbing he employed on her stomach.
All was right with the world, and they both felt safe and loved.
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(AN: Bet ya thought I was gonna end it there, huh? Nah, I'm way too sentimental for that!)
Kagome's eyes cracked open as a shaft of sunlight hit her full in the face early the next morning.
Having always been a lousy morning person, Kagome was disinclined to get up, but decided against it as she remembered the events of last night. Touching the scar on her shoulder subconsciously, still unaware of how it got there, she padded out of Inuyasha's strong arms thrown across her body, the hand of that arms entwined in her own, and walked, naked, over to the bathroom corner of the room and rootled through the drawers, wondering if Inuyasha had any spare clothes she could have.
Her eyes widened in surprise as she opened a drawer full of girlish underwear in tons of different sizes, and cheap women's T-shirts and jeans in the one below. What was this, his little love nest? Kagome made a mental note to confront him about this later, as she pulled on a pair of boy shorts (AN: I'm currently crazy about them!) and left the bras behind, putting on his red silk button down shirt from its position thrown on one of the armchairs. She puttered over to the coffee machine he had installed on the other side of the room, smiling happily at his form in the bed. He lay sprawled, taking up the whole bed, sheets' wrapped around one leg and his lower half. His hair spread over his face, blocking everything but his mouth, which was open as he snored loudly from it, blowing a few tendrils of silver hair up and down with each breath.
Taking her cup of espresso outside, Kagome sat on the edge of the little beach garden outside, looking out over the Mediterranean Ocean.
Thinking about where she and Inuyasha would go after last night, she didn't even hear when a male figure in gray sweatpants padded up behind her, his own cup of Jamaican Kona coffee in his hand.
"Hey." He said softly, aware of the quietness with which she was looking out over the cobalt sea sparkling in the new sunlight.
"Hi there." Kagome replied, smiling and patting the sand beside her.
"How ya feeling?" Inuyasha asked, looking at her with concern in his eyes.
"I..Okay, a teeny little bit sore, but fine nonetheless. Nothing that won't pass." Kagome said.
"Now we have that cleared up, enough small talk. I have something to tell you." Inuyasha said, realizing that if he didn't say it now, he'd never get around to it. He pulled her up by the hand as he stood up too, his arms circling her waist, pulling her to him, coffee cups forgotten in the sand.
"What is this all-important thing you have to say?" Kagome asked, smiling up at his embarrassed look.
"It is important," he said. "Kagome Higurashi, I, Inuyasha Mireshi, have a joke for you."
"What?" Kagome asked, stunned.
"Knock knock" Inuyasha quipped suddenly.
"Inuyasha, is this even the time for this?" Kagome turned round in his arms, crossing her arms and pouting in the other direction.
"Shut up wench, and just answer." Inuyasha scowled, resting his chin on her shoulder, so he could speak right into her ear. Jesus, here he was trying to be all original and romantic, and all the bitch could do is refuse to answer him...
"Who's there?" Kagome asked in a flat voice, looking out over the Mediterranean Sea.
"Love." Inuyasha said, his heart beating in his throat.His grip tightened on her a little, hoping she wouldn't run away from him. He was suddenly reminded of that night after the People's Choice Awards.
They'd been through a lot since then. She'd shared something with him she hadn't with anyone else. He'd fallen for her. He'd told her his deep dark secret, and she'd accepted him regardless. Now this deal was almost over. They didn't have to be together now. And yet, here they were, in Milan, surrounded by the people who mattered most to them.
See, ever since Kagome screamed Inuyasha down at his own front door, he knew there could be no denial involved. She was his, and his alone. He was hers, and hers alone. No matter what happened in the next two minutes, Inuyasha would always know that.
Kagome's breath caught as she realized where this could be heading. Her heart pounding in her throat, she asked,
"Love who?" She cracked out, her skin crawling with anticipation.
"Love you, Kagome." Inuyasha finished softly, bending his nose to touch hers in an Eskimo kiss, their breath melding together in the humid air.
"You what?" Kagome breathed out, hardly able to breathe due to the rising elation in her heart.
"Did you not hear me?" Inuyasha said, amazed that this could have gone so badly. Of all the girls to fall for, why did his have to be so dense? Hmm, "his"...he liked the sound of that...Anyways, back on track now...
"Yeah...I heard you..." Kagome said. She shook her head, and turned to face him with a smile on her face. "When did you figure this out?"
"A while back. What, I knew you did too!" Inuyasha said cockily.
"So you just assumed I was head over heels for you?" Kagome said, mock shock written on her face.
"Sure as hell did, bitch." Inuyasha said, smirking evilly.
"What if I'm not?" Kagome challenged him.
"But you are." Inuyasha shot back.
"But what if –" Kagome asked, trying to shoot him down.
"You are." Inuyasha said, grinning at her madly despite having what felt like the washing machine on spin turning in his stomach.
"Well, ya know what?" Kagome said, walking over to him, and bending her head close to his ear.
"What?" Inuyasha said softly, suddenly aware of the moment of truth.
"You were right. I do love you." Kagome said gently, kissing his lips softly.
"Sure?" Inuyasha said, blowing the moment entirely.
"Jesus, just have to find a way to ruin everything! Yes, I'm sure!" Kagome insisted.
And with a conspiratorial grin, the two new lovers shared a deep kiss, which for the first time, held the promise of a lifelong love. They were two beautiful silhouettes in the Italian horizon, and with the waves crashing behind them and the sun glinting off their hair, they were truly, caught in the flash.
AN: It's not the end people! I promise! There's still three or four chapters to go, including an epilogue, so worry not!
I really do hope you enjoyed this chapter and I hope that it wasn't too offensive. Don't worry, the humor you all love is back with a vengeance next chapter, so wait for Chapter 15: Developments, Developments...
Lots of love 4ever, and REVIEEEEEWWWW!
Inukagchick11 xxx