Subject: Sesskag fanfic
Title: Miko Tempest
Chapter: Chapter Two
Author's Note: Well, this is chapter two to miko tempest, not that I enjoyed this story, I think I owe it to you all to have this chapter up and chapter three up! Uh, my FMA story will be continued, it was temporarily on hold and so is Miko Tempest, unfortunately. At some point I'm definitely doing a Naruto pairing, slight (okay maybe a lot) of yaoi—that's guyXguy—and possible yuri for the guys—girlXgirl—but you know help on the pairings would be nice. Thinking NejiXSakuraXSai (or Sasuke)and then Naruto and…Kakashi…? Well, Itachi will make an apperance in this story as well as Orochimaru, so… look out for it…
Also, thank you for your wonderful reviews and Black Roses will be…posted soon…I guess….
Story—
She woke up, drenched in a cold sweat, which left her pajama clothes sticking to her skin like spiced musk. Her breathing was uneven, and shallow, hard to gather, even after several minutes. The second she regained her breathe she looked around camp. A fire still burned pleasantly and contently, sending flickers of shadows across her friend's face. Miroku and Sango now slept together given the fact they were engaged, or rather courting. Kilala kept on guard by Miroku to keep him from pulling one of his lecherous deeds and seducing Sango. She looked down at her kit that shivered from the loss of her warmth. She smiled, covering him more with the blanket she recently sowed for him, before looking up to Inuyasha's perch.
Gone, as usual for his nightly bidding. Whether romancing a corpse with words or…actions. Those things were not of her concern, at least not anymore, but rather the dream she woke up from.
There she was, lying under a canopy of stars, in an open yet secluded field. In the vast, bright moonlit region, large rugged mountains and lush pale green pregnant hills were visible. A river, silver from the moonlight, trinkled by quietly and almost magically. A calm, silence blanketed the area she laid in when she felt the powerful demon aura.
To her right, she looked up to see beautiful golden amber eyes looking down at her. She looked up to see the navy blue crescent on his forehead and inherited maroon stripes from jaw to cheek. She looked back to his intense golden gaze, blinking when she saw emotions within them. She saw curiosity, confusion, and want that seemed to drip from his eyes, and pool and spread in and on her.
She opened her mouth to gasp and say the one thing that she never thought she say. "Come…." His lips had claimed her, eyes lit up, and bodies heated up in anticipation. Underneath the want of the sense of feel, developed ardency and urgency that she froze, before letting him enter her mouth with his taunting tongue, pulling him down, entangling her small fingers through long, silky trenches.
He was holding her by her waist, while one hand was down by her thigh, slowly and tauntingly tearing the thin fabric as if it were nothing. He drew back, causing her to whimper in protest, he smirked as he saw her eyes turn dark and glaze over with the indefinite promise of heated passion. She pulled at his silk haori, impatiently waiting for him to remove the shielding garment, but was rewarded only when he chuckled deep in his throat. She glared ar him as he continues to tease her. She growled angrily at him, her hands reaching down to tear the rich and expensive fabric from his beautiful body. He caught her hands to keep her from causing more damage, before he slowly began to open it.
He let it fall carelessly to the ground, lowering his body on top of hers. His hot muscled chest, well defined, and like smooth alabaster in the moonlight, seemed to light up to her touch. He captured her lips again; hips rubbed against each other, causing each other to moan in turn like a song. His claws ripped her shirt open, brushing that aside as well as the ruined pants, she laid there in bra and panties, kissing the demon lord of the west, his hand stroking her slim stomach, sending firm muscles quivering, turning to lax, and tightening. It rested there for a moment, stopping the sweet torture, his hand ascended to unhook the clasp of her bra, fiddling for a moment before brushing that aside as well.
That's when she woke up, panting, wanting to rest her hands on his sure back muscles, entangling her hands in his hair again, or simply running them through the soft sea of manly silk. It felt so—too—real and happened way too often to be coincidence. At first it was her talking to him real calmly, never scared, then over the past encounters between them, he had changed. He looked at her funny, and that following night, her 'nightly sessions' with his became more…intimate.
They were just talking, when he kissed her. At first, it was awkward, embarrassing, then confusing when she shrugged it off as a 'thank-you' kiss for keeping him company, but as things began to get harder, or more complicated, she'd always feel his presence in the air, watching over them whenever they camped or traveled, always there like a guardian angel. But she always figured she was paranoid, when Inuyasha, or rather Myoga, explained to her about the demon's mating. He explained how a youkai—or half--doesn't chose their mate, or rather they could, but their youki choose the best for them—their position in power, or like a first mind, the best companion for the future. She really believed his explanation when Koga showed up, and Inuyasha and him fought, so in the end, to teach Inuyasha a lesson, she went home. But even as she came and went, she still felt that strong youkai watching her. Okay, so she could say that he was mentally—and she couldn't say physically—raping her—because she practically yearned for it in her dreams—into wanting him, so she'd accept him, so he could get the Tetsusaiga from Inuyasha through her.
What a brilliant plan!
She got up, grabbing her bow and arrows, and casting one last look at her camp, she walked into the forest. The walk would help clear her head, as it did every night. She took a deep breath, getting a big whiff of pines and maple sap, and something decaying, she stopped when she felt the pulsing of the sacred jewel shards. Well, seven to be exact, coming from her left, and the sound of flesh smacking against flesh, one sounding oddly familiar as she never heard it before, and turning into that direction.
The slapping grew louder with every step, she braced her bow, drawing an arrow from the quiver where it waited idly for use. She kept her eyes close, her body tense as her senses heightened as she scanned the area for the sacred jewels shards. She felt the presence of two dead bodies and a half-demon…Her heart skipped a beat, it couldn't be could it? Inuyasha…and Kikyo…again…?
She smiled sadly…after all she had known this would happen eventually…but not this soon…She knocked her arrow on her bow, and closed her eyes, once again feeling for the presence of the sacred jewel shards. When she found them, she focused her miko powers inside of the arrow rather than around it. The demon could tear the arrow clean in half, but the purifying effects would still be the same—the demon would be naught but ash. At least she could defend herself and wasn't as…inadequate as she was when she came here six years ago. She surpassed Kikyo when she went to train privately with Lady Kaede occasionally, but other than that, her powers came on their own.
She released her arrow, and waiting…when she heard the familiar wind of her power collide with the demonic aura, and finally the demon withering away, she held out her hand, summoning them. On contact, they purified. Sadly, she turned away, only to realized that in front of her stood in all his naked glory, Inuyasha, a look of hurt and defeat on his face.
"Hello Inuyasha." Kagome said politely.
I know, the long wait wasn't worth it, but still. Uh, if you guys really like my stuff, you can either go to one of the following links: or and see my stuff. Well, I'd really like to thank the-Shadowed-darkness, Kuropuu, leobaby09, and Megan consoer, those are the ones who reviewed MT and Gone. Thank you all so much!