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Previously on GOOD EYE SNIPER
"What is it now wench?"
I reached for the door, "I can't stand you," I mumbled.
"I know," I felt him eyes bore on me, "I hate you as well."
I cursed him.
Mojito, can't I move on?
"If you hate me so much, leave," his voice low and cold, " and don't come back, Higurashi."
I flung the door open, "Miroku said mates find their way to one another, without realizing it."
He grunted, "What makes you think I'll take you as a mate?"
I looked over my shoulder, my bangs covering my eyes, "I bet."
With that spoken, I left. I didn't turn around, I didn't care I he was in there alone, and I didn't care that I actually have feelings welling up inside me. Feelings of hate, depression, anger, and what was this other feeling?
It couldn't be....
Love.
I wandered aimlessly, so it seemed, out of the West Wing. I needed to pay the Commander a visit. I couldn't think straight. My head was un-screwed, and I knew that maybe, just maybe, I did have feelings for Inuyasha. I couldn't believe my mind was so overcome with emotions that it affected my ability to think. I thought about Mojito and about Inuyasha.
Mates?
Becoming a mate is a big, big step in my book.
Why me? Why now?
Come to think of it, Mojito wasn't a half-demon. He was human. I'm guessing Inuyasha's mother was both his and Mojito's. In any case, Mojito was human. That I am sure of. Never had he talked to me about mating. Maybe that's why he kept Inuyasha away from me. He didn't want me to find out. I never knew. I never knew.
I leaned against the wall. My head was spinning. Images, words, people and memories flooded my vision. Mojito once again came to mind. Closing my eyes, I could see his smile. I could hear his laugh. I could feel his hands. I smiled leaning against the wall harder.
"Mo... ji...to," I panted.
I had lost him on his wild game of TAG. I chased him down the hallway, out the front door, down the steps and across the yard. He had turned the corner to run behind the shed and then, he was gone. I started to walk slowly, knowing at any minute, he'd pop out and attack me.
"Kagome," I heard his voice drift out of the trees.
"Mojito," I mocked.
I was going to find him, that I was. I pressed my body against the shed wall and waited for him to pop out. The game was getting intense. I hated when he scared me. I scurried around the corner in hopes of scaring Mojito before he got me. No avail. He jumped around the corner catching me in his arms. My scream could be heard across the room. I kicked my legs as he held me by my waist.
"Let me down!"
"Got cha!"
I laughed against his toned body. I felt him heave as his chest rose up and down rapidly. I panted as my own heart felt the need to explode. I placed my hand on my chest to insure that my heart wasn't going anywhere. My laugh turned to a soft, giggle fit as hiccups consumed me. Mojito released me, and I slid to the ground. His arms still around my waist. I was turned to his direction as his lips found mine in a heated passion. I melted against him.
Nothing was better than this.
"Nothing can tear us apart," he mumbled against my lips.
I felt dread pass over me, "Never say never my love."
He laughed then planted more kisses upon my waiting lips.
I sighed. My lips formed into a smile. Then it hit me, the last moment with Mojito. The very last moment.
"Beautiful," his words tingled my ears.
He would lean into me with his arms tucked around my waist. His breath warm on my ears as the words slid off his tongue. His deep voice would send me off the edge and into a pool of pleasure. Mighty strong man for a woman in the CIA. His hands over lapped mine and I could feel the gentle touch his fingers made against my face.
"You're beautiful," he again whispered into my ear.
I could sense the feelings of love swirl over my heart and the feeling of lust sweep my eyes. His eyes, how gorgeous his eyes where. Violet and maroon swirls twirled against his features. His toned skin and that most amazing smile that melted my very soul. The blanket we rested upon shielded us from the tickling grass beneath us. The tree above us, protected us from the sun. It casted a shadow that cooled the scene below.
Mojito decided to take me on a picnic. The food all prepared by him. Momma would always tell him that a way to a woman's heart, was by cooking food that pleasured her. He took note to that. He made all my favorites. Ramen, pickled eggs, rice balls and sushi. Sushi was a Chinese type food, but when I inserted the raw fish into my mouth, I was won. My heart belonged to him.
That day was the day I knew that I loved him. I wanted to marry him, but something inside told me no. I tried to resit the voice, but it plauged me.
I leaned against him. His voice was soft, and I noticed that I had begun to hum a soft tune that Momma would sing around the house.
"Hmm, nuh hmm, hmmm nuh, hmm..."
"Once upon on a December," he sighed. "I know it all to well."
He paused, "Sing it to me Kagome."
I gazed up at the sky. The sun shone brightly against the crystal blue sky. His arms embraced me. I closed my eyes as the words flooded my vision. I cleared my voice and started the soft tune.
Dancing bears,
Painted wings.
Things I almost remember.
And a song someone sings,
Once upon a December.
Clouds rolled across the sun, shading us from the rays.
Someone holds me safe and warm,
Horses prance through a silver storm.
Figures dancing gracefully,
Across my memory.
Arms embraced me tighter. The feeling of security covering my body.
Far away, long ago,
Glowing dim as an ember.
Things my heart use to know,
Once upon a December.
I let my head fall back as his lips pressed against my forehead.
Someone holds me safe and warm,
Horses prance through a silver storm.
Figures dancing gracefully,
Across my memory.
Love engulfed us. The familiar song still our favorite among the many Momma would sing around the house.
Far away, long ago,
Glowing dim as an ember.
Things my heart use to know,
Things it yearns to remember.
He sang the last part along with me.
And a song someone sings,
Once upon a December.
His lips curved into a smile, and my heart skipped a beat. The tune was a very special one that Momma would dance around the house to. She first heard the song at a Masquerade Ball when my father had asked her to dance. That was the first time she fell in love and the last time she kissed another man. She would dance with Mojito around the house until she wore out with exhaustion.
Mojito stood with me and embraced me. I failed to notice the man approach our excluded area.
"You're so beautiful,"
Mojito pressed his lips to mine, and I felt as if it was a seal. I wrapped my arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. A gun shot fired into the silent air. Birds flew out in every angle from the tree above us. I opened my eyes to see Mojito smile at me. His last words spilled from his mouth.
"I love you ko..bi..to..." the rest died with him.
I felt the blood splash against my face. The deep, red liguid sloshed from his body as he fell into my arms. The blood seeped through my clothes, touching my skin. His hair fell against his beautiful face. I was scared, no, I was terrified. I gripped his torso, and we slid to the ground. My heart raced rapidly. I couldn't feel his heart-beat. I couldn't see any signs of breathing. I could only smell blood, taste blood, see blood. All I could do was cry. His name found a way through my lips.
"Mojito?" I screeched.
No sound.
That's when I knew that I would never hear his voice again.
I would never see those violet eyes ever again.
My love was dead.
My body shuddered as the man who killed my love laughed and walked away.
I fell to the floor. My knees brought up to my chest as I sobbed loudly. I didn't give a rat's ass who heard me. I let my tears flow freely. Even for a woman like me, pain was real. No matter who you are.
Hands gripped my arms, and I was suddenly on my feet.
"Higurashi?"
Commander?
He led me into the Office, in which he claimed as his. I didn't realize I was so close to him. The door clicked as I was placed upon a couch. I didn't want to look up. I didn't want to see the Commander staring at me. I know I was showing weakness, but I couldn't help it. Not this time anyway.
"Mojito?"
I figured as much.
I nodded. The only thing my body would respond to at the moment.
"It's the past Kagome," he sighed.
I could have smacked him.
"But I do understand."
No. You really don't.
"Don't you think loosing my wife was hard on me?"
I shook my head.
I forgot about that.
"You never met her have you?"
I again shook my head.
"She was very special. Forty-eight years of my life, I spent with her," he smiled reaching into the drawer of a table next to him.
He leaned over to me and placed a photo on my lap.
"Rarukia Uchiro," he breathed.
I was in awe. The woman in the photo was simply, breath taking.
The photo was taken back and replaced back into the drawer. He rose off the couch and took my hand.
"Try not to think so hard about the past," he hugged me.
Well, that was unexpected.
"Isn't the future what you've been working so hard for?"
I nodded.
"The look towards the future, Higurashi."
I nodded and left the room. I sighed.
You should of said something. Anything, but no. You only nodded.
Stupid.
It hurts.
I grumbled.
It hurts.
I tried to sit up, but every bone I tried to move cracked.
Ouch.
I sat up.
Where am I?
My eyes adjusted to the dark. I was lying outside of the cell. Inuyasha's cell.
"Ugh," I stood.
Damn.
I winced as pain flooded through out my legs. I slept outside of Inuyasha cell. No one moved me?
I opened the cell and found him lying with his back against the wall I had just moved away from.
Wow.
I knelt down next to his sleeping form. His breathing was steady and so calming. I brushed a strand of hair away from his face.
Beaut....
He stirred. I moved away quickly.
"Kagome?" A small smile formed along his lips.
He opened his eyes and looked at me. The smile faded.
"What are you doing here, wench?"
Anger took over my once smiling face. My features hardened.
"Honestly, I don't know. You stupid bastard," venom dripped off my tongue.
"Bitch. Get out," he stood.
I opened the cell door. His voice still lingered. How was it I was so into this idiot that shouldn't mean anything to me?
I sighed, "You won't change will you?"
"Not until an ice rink opens in hell," his reply was sarcastic and crude.
"Very well then," I smiled, "same for me."
He grinned, "You love me, Higurashi. You love me, and you know it."
"You're so full of it," I turned," This is reality, get over yourself."
I made my way to leave, but he caught my wrist, "Our feelings will surface. Watch and see."
He kissed me, and I didn't pull back.
Damn him.
It took a second for me to realize what he was doing. His hands move up my sides and down my back. His fingers lacing into my hair. He gripped my neck pulling me deeper to him. I moaned a little. He smiled. I shook my head free and move against the wall. His face held an arrogant smirk. I glared daggers.
What an ass.
He moved towards me, and I moved away across the room. Something inside me clawed to be released. It begged for me to fly into his arms.
Kiss him Higurashi.
Why should I?
You love him.
I do not.
It's been a good while since you met him.
It's been at least a month now.
It seems longer.
No. It's been a month.
Why deny it?
Mojito.
He loved you enough to let you go.
He died in my arms.
His soul has rested in peace.
I love him still.
You love them both.
I can't decide.
You don't decide.
I just do it.
Exactly.
I'm Inuyasha's mate.
Yes, now go to him.
Mojito, can I move on?
He wants you happy. That's all he has ever wanted.
Thank you.
I rested my eyes on Inuyasha. He's gorgeous. That is all I could say to myself. I'm his mate.
His mate.
I sighed.
I hated the way I was feeling, but Mojito would want me happy.
But with his half-brother?
With anyone, correct?
Inuyasha is a prisoner. We took him captive, and he is to stay until the Commander decides again. Miroku? I forgot Sango and him still reside in this facility. What am I to do?
Tell him.
I took a few steps forward. I didn't look up, I didn't smile, I just moved. I felt my arms shove his toned body against the wall. He hit it hard. I flung my head up.
"You stupid bastard," I snarled. "You're self centered. Hard headed. You act as if no one has feelings. You have no sense of humor. You're full of shit. You make me want to bang my skull against asphalt. I hate the way you look, yet I love that you're half-demon."
His eyes widened.
"You're hard to talk to. You're sarcastic all the time. I seem to be drawn to the fact that I can't stay away from you. Maybe because I'm your mate. I dunno, but I do know that something inside is telling me to come into your arms. I have to say I'm scared, and I won't take shit from you. I may love you, but I will not have you walking all over me. I will treat you as you treat me. Got it?"
He tensed, but his eyes spoke. He lifted my hands off of him. He pushed me across the room. I stumbled to the floor. He jerked me up and flung me on the bed.
"Bitch," he smirked.
After that, I was pressed under him in a heated kiss. His arms enveloped around me, kissing every part of my face. I relaxed. I felt so at peace, as if I actually belonged in his arms. I let my body do the talking. I ran my hands through his silver hair. The strandes wrapping around my fingers. He kissed my already swollen lips, over and over. The more I moved, the harder he pressed down. I gasped for air as his lips found my neck. I moaned against him.
It feels too good to be wrong.
He lifted my shirt. I grimaced. I hadn't showered yet. I moved away from him and sighed.
"Let's go," I demanded.
His eyes looked confused. I opened the bathroom door of his small room and smiled.
"Into the shower puppy," I held his gaze.
He lifted off the bed and walked across to me. His lips found mine, and he picked my up carrying me into the bathroom. The water rushed through the shower head. Our clothes lay forgotten on the floor as our body meshed together under the soothing water.
Wake up.
What now?
I woke up to see the sun rays shining through the bars on his windows. I noticed my body was wet and my hair was tangled in the body of a man. I looked up to see Inuyasha's face gazing down on me. His eyes so full of lust, mystery and what was this? Love.
I smiled, then I remembered the night before. I gasped and shot up. No one was in the room.
"Their gone Kagome," his voice soft and low.
I gazed at him, "Gone?"
"Yeah, Miroku came in this morning, but he didn't say anything. He actually seemed upset about our situation. Yet, he smiled a little and walked out," he shrugged and stood.
I stood as well and pulled my shirt down. I wasn't naked, and we didn't have sex. Why?
"Why didn't we mate?"
My question shocked him, "What?"
"We didn't mate?"
"No. You have to be willing to," he shrugged.
It's not that I wouldn't like to mate, but I am so relieved to know we didn't. Truth is, I barely remember the shower part of our previous night. Horrible right?
Really need to lay off the meds Higurashi.
Bite me.
I smiled, "Well, better get to my room."
My waist was entangled by arms, "Nope."
I flared my chest out, "I have to go. I've been here long enough."
He seemed rather upset, but let me go. I wanted to tell him I'd be back, but that wouldn't be such a great idea.
"Last night wasn't a one time thing Inuyasha," I spoke.
"Really now? Then why are you up and leaving now Higurashi?"
I turned, "Because I have work to do."
Snapping was a mistake, "Damn wench!"
I didn't flinch when he grabbed my neck and pushed me in the wall. I made sure to steady my head before it hit the wall. I grinned. My foot became my weapon as I brought it into his side, hard. Howling with pain, he let me go. I bent down.
"Sorry love, but I had to do what I had to do," with that spoken, I kissed him and walked out.
"Kagome," Miroku bounded towards me.
"Yes?"
"Can you do me a favor?"
I sighed, "What is it first?"
"Can you keep Sango company until I come back tonight?"
I smiled, "Why not."
He bowed slightly, thanking me kindly.
I know I nod a lot, but sometimes, words are very little. I wandered around to Miroku's room and opened the door. Before I could catch a breath, I was kicked into the now closed door.
I pushed off the door with my arms and flexed my legs. It was dark, so I couldn't see. I felt a hand on my shoulder. I grabbed the arm connected to the hand and flung the body across the room. Flying back at me, I flared my legs and kicked the unknown person down. Arms reached out of the dark and strangled me. I gripped the arms and kneed the body to the floor. My hair was then pulled forcing me to let go. I grabbed the head of the person and crushed it under my arm. Soon I was lying on my back and the person was against me. I kicked them off and flew for the light switch.
"Kagome?"
"Sango?"
I rushed to help the young female up. Her eyes full of hate, then decended to worry.
"Did I hurt you?"
"Nah, just a few missing hair I suppose," I grinned, "you fight like a professional."
She smirked, "Being married to Miroku, I have too."
"Are you all right?" I asked worried myself.
"Oh yeah," she stood with a little help and smiled. "I'm so use to having people try to come in that I have readied myself for attack."
"Cause no one knows you're here?"
"Exactly."
We rested against the couch and soon words filled the room. Stories told about how meeting Miroku, chasing Naraku, training for battles, killing youkai, and trying to defend woman from Miroku's wandering hands. Laughing was heard throughout the walls and I knew Sango was a woman of my perspect. I came to respect her, and I enjoyed her company. Soon, the door flew opened with a bang, and Miroku scurried in. Food clamped in his clutches.
"Hungry much?" I questioned.
"He does this weekly," Sango explained.
"Sexual activity makes a man hungry," Miroku grinned.
I smiled, "Of course."
I wanted to help Miroku, dont' get me wrong, but how was I to help Inuyasha escape without getting my ass assassinated by someone else in the Military? I pondered a moment. A month and a half ago, I was trying to kill the man, and now I'm in love with him.
"Kagome?"
I turned, "Hmm?"
Inuyasha wrapped his arms around me and pulled me nearer, "I can't help but for you to know that I love you."
"It's not as soon as you think," I smiled leaning back.
"Really now?"
"Yes, I found myself in love with you before I even realized it."
"Your soul found me. Not by choice, but by fate."
I believed him. Why else would I so soon love a man I never met?
"We have a very unique relationship dear," Inuyasha stated.
"Why?"
"Well, we fight more like enemies than lovers," he explained.
"That's true, but fighting with you makes me happy," my voice serious.
"Why? We beat the hell out of one another."
"That's the fun of it. Yeah, it hurts like hell fire, but damn it's a rush," I clentched my fists.
"If we ever make love," I silenced him.
"When we make love," I corrected.
"Okay, when we make love, it won't be that rough. Enjoyable kinda rough, but not kicking ass kinda rough."
"I get it. So you'll be more gentle when inside than you are fighting me?"
"Exactly wench."
I elbowed him, "Bastard."
We embrace once again, and my thoughts still on what to do. Daily visits to the West Wing was becoming rather mysterious to the Commander. He would soon have someone following me, and I wasn't ready to be caught. I leaned against him. We really do have a very unique relationship. That I am sure of, but I swear, one day we will be an equal. Now that's a fact.
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