Hey guys for those of you have read chapter 4 awhile ago I added a A/N additional at the end saying: "A/N: added later on ok so my friend told me to make a lemon so I'm like. Fine. So it won't be a full out lemon but it will be…limey…any way yeah!" I think it's at least a bit evident in this chapter.

I was crying when I read the quote, so I put it up for you to read too.

Lady In The Dog's Den

'When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling. Live your life so that when you die, you're the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.'

Chapter 6

It was drawing towards dusk when they arrived back at the wooden building which Kagome was beginning to think of as 'the den', and inside the torches were being lit from the blazing fire and put into sconces, sending shadows across the hall.

Her heart sank to see Rin seated alone at the long table, for it could only mean that InuYasha knew it was she who had helped them. She did not even glance up as Miroku escorted them towards the curtained doorway, but when InuYasha came in, she raised her eyes and watched him walk to the fire with such a look of fear in her eyes that Kagome felt her own apprehension grow. The hanyou stood with his back to the fire and said grimly, "Rin. Come here."

Kagome turned abruptly and pulled her arm from Miroku's grip. "What is he going to do?" she whispered as the young girl, with trepidation clearly etched on her elfin face, rose and limped across the hall. Beneath the cover of the wolf-pelt she still clutched around her, Kagome pressed the little knife into Kikyo's hand.

Miroku shook his head. "I do not know. But he is not in a good humour. Come."

"No!" she evaded his arm, and started forward. "InuYasha!" She walked boldly up to him, determined he was not going to get away wit punishing Rin. "Rin is not to blame for our escape," she said, deliberately speaking Miron, "and you cannot punish her for it."

The half-demon raised an eyebrow, his expression unreadable. A hush seemed to have fallen in the hall, even though only one or two had understood what she said. They knew InuYasha and not one of them would dare confront him when he was in such a humour, nor speak to him in such a tone. But there were also those who knew the Lady Kagome, and were not so surprised that she had dared.

InuYasha's eyes glinted. "Can I not? You presume too much, I think. She aided your escape and thus betrayed me-"

"But she helped us merely because-"

"I know," he interrupted curtly, "why she did it. There is little that went on at Nightingale that I do not know. It excuses nothing."

"You cannot punish her!" she persisted. "She-she found her loyalties divided, that is all." Guilt lent a pleading note to her voice. "I think it is my fault, for I made her feel badly that she- and the others who have been at Nightingale these past months- betrayed our trusting them in such a way. You, after all, have done little for them in that time. If anyone should be punished, 'tis I." (A/n: I just had to put tis in this story somewhere!)

she paused, her head came up and her brown eyes met his steadily. "I allowed her to take the risk of helping us, knowing how it would be for her when you discovered it. Please, I beg you, do not hurt her."

Look, almost of satisfaction, came into his face. He reached out and pulled her towards him, pushing away the wolf pelt as it slipped, and bruising the flesh of her shoulders with his fingers.

She drew a sharp breath, and ignoring her futile struggles, his mouth came down on hers in a cruel, demanding kiss that drove the breath from her body and left her shaking.

He released her abruptly, and regarded her with the merest trace of sardonic amusement lifting a corner of his mouth as she glared her anger and resentment at him and raised her hand to touch her sore lips.

He turned to Rin and told her to take herself to the kitchen and stay there until he sent for her. Then he glanced over at Miroku. "Take them and tie them up. I'll have no more trouble form either of them!"

Kagome, silently fuming, turned and walked back to Miroku and Kikyo, flushed and angry, feeling humiliated, yet holding her head high and refusing to look at any of the people standing about the hall.

As Miroku led them into the passageway beyond the curtain, Kagome felt the hilt of the knife pressed back into her hand. Obviously Kikyo did not want to be found with it! Silently curing her for her cowardice, she held it carefully out of sight in the folds of her gown as Miroku tied Kikyo's hands, loosely but securely, and left her in the room from which they had earlier escaped. Wryly she noted that the skin at the window had been replaced by a shutter, fastened from the outside.

Miroku propelled her along to the bedchamber next door, his hand gripping her shoulder, firm yet not hard.

Inside, she sat down on the bed, careful to sit on the knife, and noted that here, too, there was now a shutter at the window. Miroku took her hands to tie them up, but when he saw the marks on her wrists he paused and raised violet eyes to met her chocolate ones. For an absurd moment she thought he was going to apologise for hurting her the last tie; but instead he bent down and proceeded to tie his rope around one ankle. Then, leaving enough to enable her to move her feet, tied it to the other. He fastened the end of the rope to the bed, and departed with a wry grin at the look of fury on her face.

When he had gone, she twisted round and retrieved the knife, but as she turned it over in her hands, the sound of voices outside made her thrust it quickly beneath the pelts on the bed and turn back innocently just as InuYasha entered.

He raised an eyebrow at the rope around her ankle, and glancing at her wrists, made some disgruntled comment about Miroku being far too soft. "Rin gave you a knife," he said "Do you have it still?"

She looked up into his unsmiling face and for an agonising moment her mind went blank. Then she pulled herself together and slowly shook her head. "No. I…I don't know what happened to it."

His expression was grim, and he turned to the door. "Then perhaps I can persuade Rin to recall what she did with it."

Kagome, misinterpreting the tone of his voice sprang to her feet. "No! Please- do not hurt her. The knife is here-" she turned and pulled the pelts away, picked up the little weapon and held it out to him.

As he moved to take it, however, she drew back and said quietly, "Give me your word that Rin will not be punished."

His grim expression dissolved into a smile. "And what, pray, do you think to do with that" He held out his hand and took a step towards her.

There was a strange, fluttering sensation in her stomach and she was trembling slightly, but she drew up her arm sharply, threatening him with the knife. "Give me your word!" As if, she thought ruefully, she could trust the word of such a man anyway.

He merely laughed. Crossing the room in a few swift strides, he took the knife from her, thrust it into his belt, and wrenching her arms behind her back, crushed her against him. He was just as savage and just as brutal when he kissed her this time as he had been a few minutes before in the hall. Furious, burning with anger and resentment and humiliation that could find no outlet, she was as rigid and unyielding in his arms as stone, and he was as impervious to the fact as he had been to her struggles.

But suddenly, something inside her sprang to life, a flame that flared, causing her to kiss for the briefest moment back and then it flickered away and died.

He released her, and in a blind, red rage that swept away every reasonable thought, her arm flew up and slapped his face with all the force her angry young body could summon.

In an instant, his mouth came down hers again, hungrily, relentlessly. She felt suddenly weak, and had no strength either to struggle, or even to brace herself against him, and stood limp and unresisting, finally aware of the futility of fighting him. A little whimper, half of pain, half of protest, escaped her, and immediately he relaxed the tight grip his fingers had on her arms, his mouth softening on hers and his kiss becoming a seductive caress.

A warmth began to steal slowly through her; she seemed unable to control her senses and her will was not her own. She found herself responding to the gentle, insistent persuasion of his kiss…

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Additional Information:

Languages: Miron and Shikonean

Languages spoken by characters:

Kagome: Miron and Shikonean

InuYasha: Miron and Shikonean

Kikyo: Miron

Miroku: Shikonean

Rin: Shikonean

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You know I just had a thought. Wouldn't it be funny if Miroku was still a virgin?