A/N: Konnichi-wa! It's Chapter 4! I can't believe I made it this far... I know that sounds strange, but for me it's kinda hard. I never thought I would get any responses for this fic, either. That's due in part to me thinking that fans wouldn't like Inuyasha's OOC. But I guess that you guys like it, right? Right? A little positive reinforcement would be helpful! Just kidding. Anyway, sorry that it has taken me a while to post this chapter. As some may have noticed I am posting a new chapter every week so that I can write the next chapter early. So basically I'm spending one week writing every chapter. I'm trying to make that a goal, but with AP exams coming up that might change...
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Dedication: This fanfiction is dedicated to Ria-chan, my little sister and best friend. She proof read the first two chapters of this story and has given me the inspiration to begin my story anew. But most important of all, she believes in me, which is why I posted this fic and for that I am eternally grateful. Thank you Ria-chan! Love you lots, sweetie!
Chapter 4: A Day at the Mall
"This is where you want me to explore the human world?" Inuyasha asked as he stared at the mobs of people moving to and fro through the enormous open building. This was not what he had in mind when Kagome told him he could explore the human world.
Kagome smiled at the haughty look that was crossing his face as he stared at the Tokyo mall. So it didn't really matter what world men came from or if they were demon or human, either way they continued to despise shopping. The fact remained that she had not wanted to stay at home on a beautiful day such as this. What better way to spend the day than in an mall with the sky as its ceiling?
She walked toward the shops, Inuyasha trailing closely behind her staring at his surroundings. Even the largest villages in Madrien did not possess this many people. As they walked Kagome noticed the quizzical gazes of the men and women passing them. All their eyes fell on the same place: Inuyasha's clothing. She turned her head to study him and realized that the way he was dressed looked to have been something out of eighteenth century England, only less formal. But nonetheless it attracted too much unneeded attention. Not only that, it was also the color of his hair. Silver was the color of the elderly and Inuyasha was a young man.
Inuyasha caught her studying him and inquired in annoyed tones, "Just what do you think you're looking at?" Kagome did not answer him right away and, to his discomfort, her eyes continued to scrutinize him. Maybe she had changed her mind and did not want him here with her.
Kagome decided strongly, "You need new clothing." This caught Inuyasha off guard and he looked down at the clothes that he had on. Were these not formal enough to be worn in public?
"What is wrong with the clothes I am wearing?" he said rather defensively. Instead of responding Kagome grabbed his hand and began to lead him toward a store with a skateboard on the sign. He tried to resist but Kagome's grip was amazingly strong for a human. He gave one last tug and that was the moment that she let go on purpose, almost causing him to fall backward. He righted himself before that could happen and scowled as Kagome talked to a strange man in baggy clothing. He narrowed his eyes at the attention she was giving him, leaving Inuyasha to stand dumbly in the middle of shop with what seemed like an endless supply of pre-made pants and shirts.
They walked to him, Kagome leading the way, and she said to the man at her side, "He's all yours." The man circled Inuyasha like a hawk for a long minute, concentrating deeply. He didn't bother to comment on the choice of clothing or the color of his hair. The only indication that he even noticed it was the quirk of an eyebrow. In an instant he whipped out a measuring tape and began wrapping it around his shoulders and waist.
As he did so he told Kagome, "Alright why don't you go pick out what you think he should wear. His jean size is somewhere around thirty-two by thirty-six. And he'll probably need a shirt to go along with it; I'll leave the color up to you." Kagome smiled slyly at Inuyasha and walked away in search of the right sizes. She pawed through folded and hanging clothes, an occasional frown creasing her forehead. Shaking his head, Inuyasha turned his sights back to the man and growled deep in his chest when he saw that he also watched Kagome. The action came as a surprise to Inuyasha; he rarely allowed that to escape, especially since he cared nothing for her. At least he tried to convince himself of that. The man appeared to have heard him because he held up his arms in submission.
"Relax, man. You've got quite a girl there. Beautiful and smart. You'd better hang onto her."
The silver-haired man next to him smiled easily, realizing that the storeowner wasn't someone to worry about. "I'll make sure I do." They reached a small truce at that time, each keeping their eyes on Kagome. She walked back with an armload of colored shirts and pants that she shoved into Inuyasha's arms carelessly. She pushed him toward the dressing rooms and told him to try everything on. When the door closed behind him, Kagome waited outside.
Soon Inuyasha's voice carried through the door, muddled but clearly audible, "You never answered my question, Kagome." Just what she had expected him to say.
"Your clothes attract too much attention around here. If you want to explore without being questioned, you're going to have to blend in," she sighed. The only response he gave her was a grunt and she heard him begin to mutter with the arrogance that she had come to find so comforting in a short amount of time. She smiled softly at the happiness coursing through her veins. It was strange how fast a smile could touch her face after meeting him.
Time past and one hour later Inuyasha emerged from the store in a new pair of baggy jeans and a long red shirt. During that, Kagome had completely forgotten that Inuyasha had claws and after numerous pairs of damaged jeans she agreed to button them for him. While blushing profusely to her horror and Inuyasha's amusement. Inuyasha admired himself in the full length mirror for what seemed like hours. He was amazed, that's all there was to it. He looked absolutely human despite his hair color. Even Kagome had been speechless at the transformation.
When he had first stepped out with just the right outfit, Kagome had dropped the magazine she had been reading. Her eyes widened to take him all in. If she had thought he was handsome in what he had been in before, the man that stood before her in skate regalia defied all laws of attractiveness. He smirked at her expression, obviously pleased of how he now looked. This helped to boost his already inflated ego that had taken a hard blow when she disapproved of his clothing.
Kagome was finally able to coax him away from his smug reflection with the temptation of food. The thought of human food had his mouth watering so he followed her eagerly toward the food court. But he came across a large plaza with too many places to choose from. Smells of all kinds wafted to his sensitive nose and the thought of choosing just one was torturous. The lists had his head reeling so he cast a helpless eye at Kagome who laughed at his expression. Not liking to be mocked, Inuyasha's brow into a frown.
She came back from a vender with two cones in her hand and asked, "Do you like chocolate or vanilla"
Instantly his hand went for the chocolate flavored ice cream and he licked it, enjoying the cool rush of flavor that burst in his mouth. He had never experienced such a delight. They had desserts in Madrien but they were mostly cakes and cookies; not something that appealed to his sweet tooth. Kagome and Inuyasha walked aimlessly through the mall, while the silver haired hanyou devoured the dessert. Wanting more, he looked greedily at Kagome's cone and she cast him a disapproving eye. An evil grin crossed his face and Kagome shook her head at him.
"I'm not giving you my ice cream, Inuyasha. You already had yours." She cleverly twisted away from his reaching fingers and increased her pace until there was some distance between them. Satisfied that she had escaped him, Kagome continued to run her tongue over the delicious treat. From out of nowhere, a pair of hands wrapped themselves around her waist and she was quickly turned the other way so that she was almost nose-to-nose with her companion. Her cheeks rosied with pink tints of color at their close proximity.
"Inuyasha! What are you doing! There are people watching and-" Her words were muffled as Inuyasha's lips captured hers in a gentle caress. Kagome stiffened at first, but as he angled his head to gain more access to her mouth, she melted languidly into his arms. She was captivated by the touch of his lips, but also equally captivated by the gentleness with which he kissed her, as if she were his only cherished possession. Just as she nibbled tentively on his lower lip Inuyasha pulled back taking Kagome's cone in his hand. It took her a moment to clear her feverish mind from the haze that was clouding her thoughts, but when she did she realized what he had been really after.
With steely blue eyes she stalked after him, "Inuyasha, you jerk! You kissed me just to get to my ice cream, didn't you?"
It infuriated her more when he shrugged as if it happened all the time. "I usually get what I want. When you refused to surrender I employed other tactics. Although I did enjoy sharing the sweet cream from your lips." She had no idea how much he had reveled in it.
He gave her a rogue smile as he stood in all his pride. A captain that had claimed his treasure and an extra bonus on the side. Well there was no way that she was giving up without a fight. She continued to march toward him and at that moment Inuyasha had never been more scared in his life. Not something that he would readily admit to anyone, but the fire burning in Kagome's eyes had him backing away. Without warning Kagome lunged at him and, on instinct, Inuyasha opened his arms to catch her. The force of her body colliding with his knocked them both to the grassy area in the middle of the mall. The cone rolled away smearing the floor as it went forgotten.
Inuyasha lay there a moment absorbing the fall. He opened his eyes and slanted them angrily at Kagome. A look of pure delight was etched into her face as she met his glare with a smile while Inuyasha noticed with shock that her small form straddled his hips seductively. She brought her face closer to his, her silken hair brushing teasingly against his cheek. He had the sudden urge to pull her into his chest, to bury his face in that tempting neck of hers. He curled his fingers at her waist, feeling how small it actually was. His hands easily encased it almost all the way around. But he swallowed with difficulty as her face inched closer to his. He could clearly see the dark primrose ring around her eyes and the fact that they still possessed a hint of passion from the their kiss had him excited all over again.
"Sit boy," she whispered and smirked softy. Kagome fell under the spell of the golden orbs that watched her. They were dark with wanting and she hoped that that look was for her. It was a mistake to meet his eyes. Somehow-more and more- looking into his eyes made it more difficult for her to speak. She kept telling herself they were just deep gold eyes, but whenever she looked into them she felt as if she were drowning in them. The eyes are windows to the soul, she'd heard once. Well his eyes were wide open. She averted her gaze, untangling her legs from on top of him. Inuyasha propped himself on his elbows, watching the adorable way she reverted back to her shy self.
" 'Sit boy?' " he said with a frown.
Kagome smiled, turning her face to his. "You deserved it, dog boy," she returned sweetly. He couldn't help but admire her spunk. So the girl had beauty and wit; admirable qualities. He rose to his feet to brush away the grass that clung to his jeans. He walked to Kagome and held his hand out to her. She looked at him curiously.
"Let me help you up, Kagome." She hesitated for a moment then placed her hand in his large one. A shiver ran down her spine as his fingers closed over hers in a familiar grip. He pulled her gently to her feet as a small breeze rushed past them, whipping Kagome and Inuyasha's hair into a frenzy. Tenderly he tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, then moved to run his fingers through her raven mane. He let it slip through his fingers watching it with what looked to be lazy fascination.
"Well, well, well. Look what we have here, girls?" a voice rang out, startling them from their quiet moment. They both turned their heads to see the group of three girls that eyed them. Kagome recognized them from one of her classes, the girls that had tormented her endlessly from middle school until now.
"Who's your friend, Kagome?" She stared at them with all the anger she possessed, jealous of the way they ran their eyes over Inuyasha's body. They resembled ravenous animals, waiting to pounce on their kill. It had always frightened Kagome a little, but she was filled with too much ferocity to notice the weakness.
Her arm tightened around Inuyasha's. "Why the hell do you care!" she hissed.
The tallest girl laughed, seeming to be the leader. Seeing that, the others snickered behind her. They were her lap dogs and at her beck and call. "Well it's obvious that this guy's the hottest thing that I've ever laid eyes on. What I'm wondering is why you're with him. With his looks, why would he be seen in public with the likes of you." She emphasized the 'you' with the disgust she felt evident in her eyes.
Inuyasha bristled at the girl's words that were meant to hurt. Insolent fool. How dare she insult his Kagome! There was no way that she could ever hope to compete with the natural beauty that was Kagome's. Inuyasha wrapped his arm around her waist, bringing her closer to his side. She turned confused eyes to stare at him.
"You know you're right. Why would I want to be seen in public with her." Kagome stiffened by his side and then began to tremble. Her eyes mirrored her hurt and anger, his words pricking her more deeply than her schoolmate's ever could. She hung her head, grateful for the long bangs that hid her threatening tears. She wanted to pull away from him, but his arm was latched around her tiny waist too strongly.
"Why would I want to share this tasty morsel with anyone else when I can have her all to myself?" he murmured as he stared mockingly at his "admirers." Kagome snapped her head up to view him with wide eyes. Had he really...? Never missing a chance to taste her, Inuyasha crushed his lips against Kagome's soft ones, his hands folding her slender body against his. A slowly spreading languor seeped into Kagome's bones, making her weak and helpless to his advances. She wanted, or at least she thought she had to stop him. As he deepened the kiss she was powerless to stop him and gave in to the onslaught of desire that bombarded her.
The three girls, now forgotten, huffed at how passionately he held her. They sulked away, their pride bruised at his refusal of their open invitation. But they went unnoticed by either Kagome or Inuyasha. The world around them seemed to melt away as they held each other. Kagome's arms wound themselves under his arms until they cupped his shoulders, as if he was her anchor. Helping her to stay afloat in the waters of her untapped desire.
Reluctantly Inuyasha's lips left hers, giving Kagome a chance to draw in a ragged breath as the floor underneath her spun dangerously. But before she had regained the ability to breathe Inuyasha's lips covered hers once more, his hands roaming to new places. One arm captured her hips against his while the other held the nape of her head immobile as his mouth plundered her sweet lips. Inuyasha groaned into her mouth, he couldn't seem to satisfy the thirst he craved for her. His breath came raggedly as he lifted his lips slowly from hers.
Inuyasha closed his eyes, trying to reclaim the control she had stolen from him. He had not meant it to go that far, but he had been unable to stop himself once she filled his senses. Head on his chest, he felt Kagome's every breath taken as if it was his own.
Hugging her closer, he whispered to her ear, "I'm sorry, Kagome. I never meant to take it as far as I did."
She brought her head up to gaze at him, "Do you regret it now? Is that what you mean" It had sounded like it and Kagome really didn't want to hear that. She wanted to believe that he enjoyed it as much as she.
Arrogance shown in his eyes and his voice when he replied, "Of course not. I would never regret something like that, it's just..." he trailed off, shrugging. He didn't know how to express it in words. Maybe he was afraid that he had hurt her or that she was scared of him, of how he had ravaged her mouth as if it was his to take. She dragged out emotions that he had never experienced before when he was with a woman. But then again, Kagome wasn't fully a woman. She was half-child, half-woman, a virgin to the intimacy he knew so well.
Kagome's blue eyes seemed to swallow him up, "I'm okay, Inuyasha. We're okay." Standing on tiptoe, she nudged his chin playfully with her nose and laughed. He smiled back at her, the shadows in his eyes banished. She pulled out of his warm embrace and cocked her head to the side.
"Follow me. We're not done shopping." Inuyasha rolled his eyes toward the heavens in surrender. Side by side they walked in the direction of a boutique and Kagome hesitantly slipped her hand into Inuyasha's. Without glancing at her he shifted until their fingers were intertwined together with no hint of underlying carnal tones. A smile as radiant as the bright sun lit up Kagome's face as her head came to lay on Inuyasha's shoulder in content.
Inuyasha's mouth hung agape when Kagome opened the dressing room door and revealed the sleek evening gown she wore. The neckline plunged down between her décolletage and revealed the curving sweep of her back. The tight long blue and white gown was showered with a light dusting of crystals that mirrored stars on the upper half of the dress. She winked and blew a soft kiss to him as she spun in a circle, modeling the breath-taking dress in a manner that would befit a queen. Despite the confidant way she carried herself, Kagome blushed at the slow snaking of Inuyasha's eyes up and down her body appreciatively.
"You like what you see?" she asked in low, pleasing tones. Inuyasha sat in the chair, his eyes betraying no emotion as it had been quickly masked not a moment before. His long fingers stroked his chin, deep in concentration as he watched her. He leaned forward in the chair and shook his head.
"No good," he said simply.
Kagome frowned and glanced at her three reflections in the multiple mirrors. "But the dress is gorgeous, Inuyasha."
"It's not the dress. It's you, Kagome. If you were sexier and your body was more pleasing to the eye, then maybe you could display the dress as it should be."
His words were sharp and calculating upon her as tears started to form. Not too long ago he had defended her against those girls and now he was the one insulting her. What had happened to make him turn on her the way he did? She should have been smarter. The women he preferred were the experienced ones that would give into his demands without hesitation. Without warning, Kagome made her way to him and reeled her fist back to punch him squarely in the jaw. He nearly fell out of his chair, but managed to regain his composure to see that Kagome had disappeared into the rooms once more. He held his palm to his bruised cheek, knowing full well he deserved it. But it had to be done, he had to convince himself that Kagome wasn't good enough for him to be constantly drawn to her. The only way he knew how was sexually, or in other words, the amount of curves she possessed. It had to be some other reason that she could occupy his mind so much. But as the thought ran through his mind he knew that it was a lie.
The pungent smell of tears reached his nostrils and he glanced up quickly. Kagome was marching out the door, but not before he caught the shine on her cheeks. Shit, she was crying. In concern he followed her, regret at his stupid words running through his veins and weighing heavily on his conscience. He didn't want her to go like this, thinking that he was like all those others that had thrown similar words of hate. He knew what that felt like, the pain that was endured.
He reached out and grabbed a hold of her hand and managed to choke out, "Kagome... I'm sorry..."
"I don't want to hear it, Inuyasha. I've found out more about you than I ever wanted to know." Kagome was proud that she kept her voice so steady when all she wanted to do was scream out at him for everything. She jerked her hand away, almost as if the simple contact branded her skin painfully. She pushed herself through the crowds with Inuyasha trying his best to follow her. He saw the brilliant shine of her hair one last time before it was swallowed up by the masses of people. Even his sensitive nose was becoming confused at the different smells wafting around. There were simply too many men and women to trace Kagome's unique scent. But he had to try and find her. He wanted to make it up to her, to tell her the real reason he had said those words to her.
"So he thinks that he is able to escape from me so easily? Inuyasha, how foolish of you." Naraku laughed, as he cracked the goblet of liquid with his bare hands. It shattered into hundreds of small fragments, but the demon did not flinch as they dug into his palm. He basked in the glorious pain, closing his fingers around them and forcing more of the glass into his pale flesh. Losing interest, Naraku hurled them behind him in a shower of glass.
Teinin, Naraku's apprentice, flinched inwardly as the glass shards rained down on him. He would be severely punished if he exhibited any form of emotion in front of the lordly Naraku. But it was not only that. Teinin would never allow weakness to show if it meant bringing the disapproval of Naraku upon him. He was his guardian, his protector, his most strongest warrior; everything but what he wanted to be: his lover. It hurt sometimes when Teinin would see him bring mortal and demon women alike to the castle; he knew what he wanted and it disturbed him to know that he wouldn't be the one to fulfill his master's desires.
Teinin looked up from his kneeling place and surveyed the usually emotionless demon. He seemed enraged about the lack of cooperation that came from those that should be serving under him at this very time. But it wasn't in Teinin's liberty to inquire about his master's affairs. His duty was to remain silent and obedient to the one person that had taken him in as a young psychic, when no one else would.
"Teinin! Have you anything that needs to be completed?" Naraku asked tightly while still surveying his domain outside the window.
"No, master. I have completed all you have informed me to accomplish, sir," Teinin formally justified. It appeared that Naraku was debating with himself on a certain subject, so Teinin remained unspoken until he was addressed.
"I want you to pay a little visit to the Earth. Then find for me Inuyasha and the mortal wench he has attached himself to, you will be able to sense his energy easily I assume. Bring the woman to me, but do not injure her in any way, yes? If I find one mark on her body you will be severely punished," Naraku told Teinin. His apprentice nodded his understanding, but did not rise immediately. Naraku walked slowly toward the kneeling Teinin and leveled his head with his. His heart sped up at their nearness, especially when his master's silky hand grasped his chin with deceptive gentleness.
"And Teinin," he whispered softly as he brushed his lips against the psychic's mouth, "Do not fail me."
He released him with a rough push and laughed mechanically at the flustered look Teinin now held. He knew quite well the young man's feeling's for him. He also knew just how to use them to his advantage. He would not give in to such weak, mortal emotions, but use them as they should be used. He was the strongest in Madrien and would soon be its rightful ruler. He had no interest in petty relationships or this pathetic love his apprentice held for him. The blasted fool, becoming weak with such notions.
Teinin got to his feet and began walking to the large wooden door, the heels of his leather boots making a dull thud against the stone floor. He grasped the handle and swung the door open. Stepping beyond the doorway he let it shut silently behind him, when all he wanted was to slam it in Naraku's face. He twisted his mouth into a grim line, his fists clenching at his side. The mind had told him countless times that Naraku would never return his affection, but the heart would not listen. With one last glance at the closed room behind him, Teininwalked to his room in the west tower of the large and lonely castle that occupied the state of Falconaria.
While inside, Teinin could fully concentrate his power of darkness and he began the ancient incantation of shadow seeking. A large whole of black appeared beneath his feet, but as he fell through Teinin knew better than to fight it. If he did he could be permanently stranded in the void where light and dark resided. He could live an eternity in isolation that would drive even the most powerful warrior into suicide. In moments his body was completely enfulged leaving nothing except murky mist slinking slowly toward the corners of dim light, dousing them.
Kagome trudged through the throngs of people, eyes downcast. Out of the view of Inuyasha's eyes she allowed the tears to flow freely. She didn't know why his words wounded her like they did. All she knew was that she had actually thought Inuyasha would be different. He could relate to the name slinging, the shunning because he had gone through the same thing. How stupid she had been! Of course he couldn't relate. He was a half demon, but his arrogance helped him cope with everything; his harsh attitude probably scared those that dared cross him into submission. Even all these reasons that her mind threw out couldn't ease the lump constricting her throat.
As she walked the size of the crowd waned into nothing and before long she found herself alone in the park situated next to the mall. Shrugging she continued her stroll in the deafening silence, keeping her attention on the abandoned swings and jungle gyms once played with. The wind picked up, drying the remaining tears on her cheeks and she took a breath of the evening air. The coolness of its touch brought comfort to her heart, making it easier for Kagome to swallow her anguish.
The crunch of leaves behind her interrupted her moment of renewed peace. She increased her pace deliberately in hopes of losing the person behind her.
They persisted, much to Kagome's pricked annoyance, and she yelled, "Stop following me, Inuyasha!" When the footsteps did not recede and a hand grabbed at her wrist, Kagome turned her anger out on him.
Wheeling around, she growled, "Didn't I just say-" She collided with an unfamiliar chest and nervously she worked her gaze of blue up. Kagome was met with steel blue-gray eyes that regarded her with hatred.
"You will be coming with me, mortal," he commanded, his hands moving to clasp her waist against him. It came across as a surprise to Teinin when she struggled against his grasp. He hadn't expected her to fight him when most would have fainted. He kept his eyes on her face, frowning in confusion. So this was the woman that Naraku had so desperately wanted; reluctantly he admitted that he could see why. She had strength and stamina. This was the one that stole Naraku's attention away from him. Gritting his teeth, Teinin roughly fisted his hand into her tresses, yanking her in punishment. Kagome, realizing that she couldn't hope to win, did the only thing she could do: she screamed at the top of her lungs in prayer that someone would hear her plea.
Inuyasha's gut clenched in fear as he heard the horrid scream. Kagome's voice. That was Kagome's voice and it was ringing with hurt. That cry made him tremble with hatred, with possessiveness. No one had the right to make her soft tones of flowers shudder with such ferocity. He took off in full sprint toward Kagome and now his senses traced her scent leading him through crowds that stared in disbelief at his speed. He ignored their gasps; the only thing occupying his mind was his companion. When he found the bastard, Inuyasha would rip him apart with his bare hands without mercy. He would kill him if he found one hair atop Kagome's head harmed. That he vowed with his life.
A/N: Well Chapter 4 has ended and I hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Before I leave I would like to answer the question of inu-kaglove54's, one of the people that reviewed. She wondered how I felt about Kikyou and I failed to mention this when I thanked her for the review. So here goes: I am a major Kikyou hater. I despise her inability to see that Inuyasha is happy. If she truly loved him as she claims, she should realize that if the one you love has found happiness then you have no right to interfere with it. You should be happy that they were finally able to find the peace their soul longed for.
-Remember: "Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself. Love possess not nor would it be possessed; for love is sufficient unto love."-Khalil Gibran
This is one of my favorite quotes and I believe that everyone should live by it. Where there is no love, it is only natural that love cannot thrive in that heart of darkness. Kikyou possesses no love for Inuyasha; please do not confuse love with her cruel desire to drag the one she "loves" to Hell with her so that he may also live in torment and suffering for all eternity. That is her fate and her fate alone.
All right that is the end of my ranting. I'm truly sorry if I offended anyone; however, I am not apologizing for what I believe in. If you don't like it, that's no skin off my bones (Ouch! that would hurt!). This is a free country and I have a right to my opinion and likewise so do all you readers. Now, if you please, press the tempting purple button and submit your review. Come on! You know you want to... :nudge, nudge, wink, wink: