Inuyasha's smile was brighter than the sun he spoke of, compared to Kagome's deep, dark scowl, at least.
"I really want to just smack that damnable grin right off your face, Inuyasha." She grumbled.
"On a happier note, you've never been more attractive."
"I've never been angrier!" Kagome seethed.
"I stand by my statement."
"I can't believe you would do something so dirty! So underhanded!" Inuyasha shrugged, her insults not fazing him in the least.
"You made your choice. By process of elimination, he had to be crossed out."
"Not like that!" Kagome whined, lamenting the loss of her oldest friend.
"At least you have me." Inuyasha smiled, but fear pricked him, even more so when Kagome gave a noncommittal sigh. "That's what you wanted, right?" His voice was starting to sound unsure, and his shy nature was showing. "Wait, Kagome." He took her by the wrist and stopped her. "I...I'm sorry if I upset you. I didn't mean to hurt you; I just wanted Bankoutsu out of the picture so I could have you. I never intended for you to lose your friend..." Inuyasha was so ashamed of what he had caused, he could barely look her in the eye.
"I know, Inuyasha." She finally said, after what seemed like hours to the night god. "It just...irks me that Bankoutsu's so damn jealous all the time."
"Though he had good reason to be," Inuyasha pointed out, grinning with his overwhelming relief at her acceptance.
"Not really." Kagome muttered, crossing her arms. "He thought I only wanted go to Furano to meet a man. When in all the hells would I have gone so far out of my mind, I would travel all that way just for a man?!" Her disbelieving look of revulsion amused Inuyasha.
"Yeah. Things would be different if it was for a god, huh?" He teased, kissing her neck.
"Perhaps," Kagome giggled. "If the god were worth my time..."
"Do you know one who might be?" Inuyasha murmured, moving her yukata sleeve up to kiss up her arm.
"I just might."
"What's he like?" Looking deep in to her staring lustful eyes, he ran his hands all over her body at an agonizingly slow rate.
"He's really quite handsome..." Kagome breathed, goosebumps prickling her flesh. "Whether in human form or deity form. He's got piercing dark blue eyes..sometimes they're bronze...and he's one of the most beautiful males I've ever seen."
"One of?" Inuyasha cocked an eyebrow, coming to a halt. Kagome squirmed, missing his touch.
"Bankoutsu ties." She shrugged with a helpless grin. "What can I say? Just because he's a jerk and an idiot doesn't mean I must lie about his appearance."
"Ah...would that I could mate you here and now, so hard and so often that you would barely even remember you ever knew a centaur." Inuyasha growled, defeated. "But it cannot be helped. We must save the actual fun for after Ayame okays our re-entrance into the realm of the gods." He looked her body up and down, then shuddered with barely concealed desire. "I fear I may lose my wits before we arrive."
"Surely there's an easier and faster way to arrive." Kagome frowned in thought. "I've seen your wings. Can you not fly?"
"I can, but it wouldn't be in either of our best interests." Inuyasha shook his head. "We have to take the human way. But I could carry you a distance. I may not have my superhuman strength, but that I do have is above average."
"No, I don't have anything against walking. But I appreciate the sentiment." He blinked at her as she walked ahead of him, her hips swaying in a more erotic fashion than he remembered. Inuyasha looked down at his painful hardness and sighed, hanging his head low. Only a woman could cause him so much pain...especially a human woman. He jogged to catch up with her, and something occurred to him.
"Kagome, when does your moon-blood come about?" It was an innocent question, but she whirled around to face him with such fire in her eyes and redness in her cheeks, he might as well have demanded she suck him off.
"I don't think that concerns you, Inuyasha!" She spluttered, her indignation confusing and startling Inuyasha.
"Why not? If I am to be your mate, this is something I feel I should be aware of."
"But that is completely personal, something a male doesn't need to know!" Inuyasha studied her carefully.
"From what I know of human women, judging by your frequent changes in mood, I would sat it's near." He had been less than prepared when she pounced on him, yanking on his pointed ears. Inuyasha yelped, his eyes swirled in his pain.
"YOU-ARE-AN-IDIOT!" She screeched, and got off of him, dusting off her hakama.
"I do so love a strong woman," Inuyasha grinned, rubbing his ears as he got up, "but that just plain hurt."
"It's very rude to mention that kind of thing to a female. It offends us greatly!"
"But I hear females talk of it amongst themselves all the time! What is the difference from me discussing it and another woman discussing it?"
"The difference is the blood itself. If a woman were to ask you the state of your...your manhood, you'd be appalled, wouldn't you?"
"Not particularly." Inuyasha shrugged as they kept walking. "If the woman were you, I might say something like...uncomfortably adamant, seeking the pleasurable warmth of your womb." In his cool way, he could stare right at Kagome as he said this, but she was far too embarrassed to meet his gaze. Her face burned with his honesty.
"Don't be so bold!" She stammered, waving him off.
"In my boldness lies only truth."
"You torment us both with your truth..." Kagome's longing whisper, unmeant for his ears, reached them anyway, and he sighed.
"Forgive me. I hadn't meant to...well. I wasn't aware you desired me so much as all that."
"Why wouldn't I? I know the size of your want...in all accounts..." Kagome breathed, heat prickling all over her skin. She absently scratched her neck, knowing a rash might soon develop there. "Just to know that someone like you could feel that way about someone like me...it's unfathomably enthralling, to say the least."
"Love, don't demean yourself." Inuyasha chastised gently, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Humans are fools. They hate what they are ignorant to. You are a beautiful woman, intelligent and strong, and it is only my honor to have you as my own. I..." He looked away in perceived awkwardness. "I have never been successful with women. What you initially saw of me was no farce—I am truly shy. Even when I lived amongst the heavens, if ever a goddess approached me—and believe me, many did—I could not stay in their company for long."
Gears were whirring in Kagome's brain, but she chose to start slowly. "So...how exactly did you overcome that to talk to me?"
"You were the only woman worth it." He admitted, and Kagome's heart fluttered for this sensitive man, almost boylike in his charm.
"And you say you have never been around a woman as long as you have I?"
"Your implications are right. I have never known a woman." Even though she had already been aware of this from what he'd told her, it was still a major shock factor.
"So you are a virgin...?! But your advances...they're so skillful!" Kagome exclaimed. Inuyasha chuckled sheepishly.
"Mere instinct...I just did what came naturally to me. I've never been so...explicit before. It's invigorating."
"Keep that in mind when we mate." Kagome purred in his ear, and he groaned, feeling that old familiar tingle in his lower region...
They reached the Tsugaru Peninsula—a large tract of land extending into the East Sea—by nightfall, their steps propelled by their desire...to reach Hokkaido, of course.
Kagome was half-asleep on Inuyasha's back, almost about to lose the fight with her sleepiness, when he stopped walking. Kagome yawned, opening her eyes a crack wider. Before them sat a hostel, with its own small dock and two rowboats.
"Why are we here?" Kagome mumbled sleepily.
"This is the Tsugaru Inn, the border hostel. Travellers house here when they are too tired to cross by themselves and the inn doesn't go over at night. Too dangerous."
"My question has still yet to be answered."
"I thought it was obvious." Kagome's forehead wrinkled in thought, then she gasped lightly.
"Wait, Inuyasha, you can't be serious."
"Oh, but I am."
"We can't! They won't accept us!"
"We shall see." Kagome scrambled off of him and followed him nervously as he strode into the inn as though he were something other than what he looked like—with the confidence of a god.
The two of them were greeted with scornful stares as they came in.
"And what are you dirty otherlanders doing here?" A smirk spread across the innkeeper's face. "Thought that fire burned you all out."
"No, good sir, I'm afraid not." Inuyasha smiled congenially. Kagome trembled behind him, knowing from experience how "normal" Japanese tended to get violent toward Ainu people. "Actually, I was wondering if my wife and I could stay here for the night, then catch a boat across to Hakodate."
"Ha!" The man snorted. "I don't think so. We don't house dusty stragglers like you, especially for free. So do yourselves a favor and drown in the sea." His hateful words stung Kagome, who, even after being mistreated by these holier-than-thou Japanese for a long portion of her life, was still affected by this maltreatment.
"Unfortunately, neither of us lacks the ability to swim." Inuyasha shrugged, as if to say, "What are you gonna do?" "However, we are in possession of quite a large amount of money." Inuyasha slammed a gold koban on the counter, his smile unwavering.
Though he salivated rather much, he must have taken Inuyasha's kindness for weakness, because he said, "You think one lousy koban is gonna get you and your dirt-skinned whore a room in the finest inn on the border?"
"You make a good point. But there is more money I have for your payment, and I would ask that you refrain from insulting my wife if you wish to receive it. I might be a bit tempted to take back the money and stay in one of your fine rooms free of charge."
"And just how do you expect to accomplish that?" He leered nastily, and Kagome whimpered like a young girl when his eyes fell onto her...his lustful intent was hard to miss.
Neither could prepare for the surprise that followed when Inuyasha's hand lashed out in a motion not unlike these used by the weather god Sesshoumaru. The innkeeper's eyes bulged, Inuyasha cutting off his air supply.
"My name is Inuyasha. I was named for that god for a reason. I could sever your ties to this life as swiftly as the twinkling of the tiniest star, so I dare you to look at my wife like that once more." He said calmly, and released the man, who gasped for air.
"I will...show you...to your room, sir..." He wheezed, stumbling from behind the counter and leading them to the room.
"You see?" Inuyasha smiled at her, linking Kagome's fingers with his. She was too astonished to reply.
Once they were behind their shoji doors—they'd been given the best room in the inn—Inuyasha sat on their large feathered bed, Kagome sitting numbly beside him.
"I'm sorry if I scared you, Kagome. I don't like to resort to that kind of method...but I didn't like how he was looking at you."
Even he was surprised when Kagome practically jumped him, lathering him with passionate kisses.
"K-Kagome!" He stammered, obviously startle, and she grinned down at him, her eyes hazy and her fang poking devilishly out from above her lip.
"That has to have been the sexiest display of ownership I have ever seen. Ever," she whispered sensually in his ear, and he stiffened.
"I...don't quite understand...but I like it." Inuyasha bit his lip, the desire to take Kagome all too strong in him.
"I don't know why, but seeing you just flip out on that man was so...primal." Kagome licked at his ears and Inuyasha dug his human fingernails into his palms, feeling his godly nature rise. "Shrine be damned, Inuyasha—I want you now!"
"No!" Inuyasha whimpered, skittering away from his amorous mate-to-be, as his right eye faded from brown to dark blue. "We must wait, Kagome, I beg of you!" The stretchy fabric of which his black pants were made were straining, particularly in the crotch area. Kagome eyed this part of him with an almost animalistic leer that made Inuyasha's other eye turn indigo.
"Begging will only get you one place, my love." She cooed, looking every bit the nymph she was. Inuyasha tried his best to return to his human appearance, but Kagome was insistent on rubbing him through his hakama. Inuyasha growled, sinking his fingernails—which were now claws—into the bed, in a labored effort to keep from ravishing the tempting female before him.
"Please, Kagome...stop!" His hips bucked in response to her ministrations, and as his tail sprouted through the seat of his pants, his wings followed right after. "Turned on" was a severe understatement for Kagome, viewing her lover in full god mode, and she squealed with delight when he tackled her to the bed, ripping away their obstructive clothing in few motions. Inuyasha kissed her fiercely, his obstinate need pressing against Kagome's heat.
"I'll only ask you once more, Kagome." He panted lightly, licking at her breasts in between his words. "For your sake and mine, reconsider this joining. I want you as badly as you want me, if not more so, but it would really be best if we--" Kagome grabbed his hair and forced him to look at her.
"Shut up and pleasure me." An obliging smirk crossed his lips, and he did just as she demanded.
Black Ice: (shivers) All this smuttiness! My God, this really is a remake of Body She Couldn't Control, isn't it?!
Blood Rain: (shakes head) I think you just pissed people off with where you stopped. It doesn't specify whether Kagome lost her virginity or not?
Black Ice: That's what the next chapter's for. Duh...
Blood Rain: (glares) I'll let that one slide, since you have to do the next rant.
Today's Rant: First They're Sweet...Then They're Sour...Then They Piss You Right the Hell Off...
Black Ice: Okay, so it's somewhere around eleven p.m. I'm watchin' a particularly bitchin' rerun of Family Guy. So it's on commercial. I hate commercials, so I generally tend to turn to something else when they're on, but I was just too lazy this time, so I just watched it. And one of those Sour Patch Bear commercials came on, you know, with the bad-ass candy bears... This one was the one where the red bear cuts off the girl's ponytail, and as soon as he starts looking remorseful, she's like, "It's okay."
Number One! If I had that much hair—which I don't, sadly—I would be pissed at anything that fucked it up, especially an colorful, sugar-sprinkled, edible mammal.
Number Two! If that little bastard had given me a revolting "haircut" like he gave her, I'd for damn sure not be saying "it's okay". No, I would pick him up and eat his little ass!!
That is all.
Blood Rain: (heckles) Hey! Hey, you, with the rant! You're boring! You're even boringer than a white shoelace!