The Princess and the Hanyou

By: Byrde13

Chapter 4: The Asshole

The first couple of days her hanyou was gone, Kagome believed she could do this. Waiting wasn't that difficult, and she could be patient when she wanted. But, that only lasted a total of three days. By the fourth day, she was itching to go to Goshinboku to see if he was there. By the end of the first week, she had put on one of her dresses to make sure he hadn't given her a sign and she misread whatever it was. But, deciding that there was no way she could've missed a note from him, she replaced her dress with one that her parents would approve of. She did that three more times before the sun set. By the end of the second week, she decided that she must've done something wrong. Perhaps she had misjudged that 'kiss' that she had given him. Did he not like her as much as she liked him? Could she have possibly been too bold? But, no, he seemed to have enjoyed himself, and he was making virtually the same noises she had been, and she knew she had enjoyed it. So, he must have liked what she had done.

Then what was taking so damn long? By the end of the third week she was mad. And she stayed that way until the end of the fourth and fifth weeks. But, by then, she wasn't just mad, she was livid. And it only made matters worse when everyone else had picked up on her strange behaviors. Her mother and father partially guessed right after the second week when she started moping around and her studies were dropping.

Obviously, their daughter was in love. But, with whom? The last Prince that was here had been Prince Naraku, and she hadn't even seen him. But, then, as time went on and they saw their own Princess becoming more and more detached, they realized that there was a possibility that they could've been meeting separately. Naraku had left shortly after Queen Higurashi had explained how Kagome was ill and could not leave her bed. And, then, they had discovered that she had left her room around that time, and did not return again until much later. And she did have that sort of dazed look in her eyes. Oh, yes. It was quite obvious now. Kagome and Naraku had definitely been seeing each other, and had fallen for one another. But, that didn't explain why she was so depressed. That is, until they caught word that the Osaka Kingdom just went to war. And whose duty was it to see to the soldiers? Why, Naraku's, of course. Meaning that he had to have left, and Kagome was heartbroken about the prospect of losing her love.

It all made perfect sense. And this is one of the reasons why the little Princess was so livid. They still weren't listening.

"I'm not in love with Naraku." She was confused of course. Her parents had sent for her while she had been pacing her room, waiting. And by pacing, we mean stomping around in circles, grumbling about stupid hanyous and their stupid, big egos and equally stupid, sexy mouths and how stupid she was for letting him manipulate her. Stupid. Stupidstupidstupid. And then she had waltzed into the grand room, an angry look on her face while her brain was still calling her stupid, and was abruptly brought into reality when her father had promptly told her they knew everything. She was shocked, and worried, and about to start groveling when her mother wrapped her in her arms and started congratulating her and telling her only daughter how proud she was. If she was shocked before, she was completely brain dead now. And that's when her father once again spoke up about how Naraku was an excellent choice and that they were happy she had fallen in love with such a great Prince. Well, that was definitely what she needed to hear to kick start her brain in order to set them at least a little bit straight. After all, they didn't need to know everything.

"Of course you are. We've noticed how you've been acting, and Naraku has gone off to war. You don't have to hide your feelings anymore. We're not mad." Oh, but she was. Still. Not. Listening.

"I'm not in love with Naraku. Who the hell is Naraku anyway?" Well, her parents were listening now. Were they really misguided in their readings?

"Prince Naraku of Osaka?" A blank look on both sides.

"He was the one that you refused to see. We thought you had been meeting him privately." Still, a blank look from their only daughter.

"It was that day the guards brought you back. About two months ago." The first day she had met Inuyasha. And, finally, recognition dawned.

"Ew." She hadn't meant for that to slip out. Really. She vaguely remembered seeing him enter his coach when she was darting past the gardens in order to go to the God Tree. He was greasy with red eyes and gave her the creeps. And that was just from a glance. How in the world could anyone fall in love with that? Were her parents that desperate?

"Ew?" Oh, right. She forgot the filter between her brain and mouth.

"Well, I just mean that," think fast now, or you'll blow everything, "that I couldn't be in love with such a powerful Prince. I'd feel unworthy." That had to be the dumbest thing that had fallen out of her mouth. Of course the oblivious King and Queen of Tokyo bought it.

"But, you are in love with someone." With her mother, it was all statements, no questions. She could be fairly perceptive when she bothered to look past what she wanted to see. And there was no way she could lie about that. She just couldn't do it.

"It's not some stable boy, is it?" Kagome made a face and shook her head. As long as she didn't open her mouth, she wouldn't blow her cover. It couldn't get much worse than her parents believing she was in love with Prince Naraku, right?

Oh how wrong she was.

Six weeks. It took him six weeks to finish his business and get back to Tokyo. Fuck, why couldn't anyone just cooperate with him? It could've gone by a lot faster. But, better late than never, as the hanyou is about to find out. After leaving the small parchment on her pillow-she had a magnificent room, and her scent was heavenly and magnified-he leaped out and waited on his favorite limb for her to come running into the clearing. Running into his arms.

But, she never came. And he grew worried. She had promised, and worry quickly turned into anger. So, when the moon was completely in the sky, Inuyasha darted to the little Princess's room in order to confront her. And wouldn't you know, she was asleep in her big bed, as snug as a bug in a rug. Bitch. He took a moment to take in the beautiful sight she made before roughly grabbing her shoulder and pushing her completely off the bed. Teach her to keep him waiting. Although, he did feel slightly bad when she gave a squeak and a thump sounded heavily from the floor. Maybe he had pushed her a little harder than he would've thought.

Said Princess quickly sat up to glare at her intruder, giving a growl that would've made any inu-youkai proud. How dare he shove her off her bed? He wasn't even supposed to be in her room.

"What the hell are you doing in here, Inuyasha?" What was he doing in here?

"You promised, Kagome." Well, that just clears everything up, now doesn't it? Pushing herself up to her feet, she marched over to the red clad hanyou and started poking him in the chest, complete with ranting.

"Yes, I promised you. I promised you I wouldn't step foot out of the castle. I haven't walked in my own garden, or played in my pond in six weeks. Six weeks." She was quickly turning into a snarling Princess. And it was actually turning him on. As well as frightening him as he was backed into the wall beside her bed, furthest from the window and his escape route. "I promised you that no matter how angry I was I would drop what I was doing, no matter what God forsaken time it was, and rush to your beck and call. Well, you know what? I didn't get your beck and call." Huh? "I've sat in here waiting for you. Waiting for you, you insufferable asshole, like a lovesick little girl. For six weeks." And here comes the tears. "Do you know how I felt? I thought you had abandoned me. That you had decided I wasn't actually worth your time. That you had finally realized that I was just some weak, human girl in love with you, and that you should leave before I started to cling to you." And then the punching. "You stupid, jerk. Why did you make me wait so long?" And all the poor hanyou could do was stare wide eyed at her.

"Fuck, you're beautiful." Huh? He didn't mean that. He meant it, but he didn't mean to say it.

"Huh?" At least the punching and crying had stopped. Not that the punches had hurt, but the crying he could definitely live without for the rest of his life. Cupping her cheeks in each hand, Inuyasha bent down and captured her wet lips with his own dry ones. And they both sighed.

"What do you mean you didn't get my beck and call? I left you a note on your pillow." Running his fingers through her thick locks of raven, a crinkle sound caught in his claws. Ah. "Never mind, I found it." And his lips found hers again.

"My parents have planned an arranged marriage." More kisses.

"That's nice. Who's your brother stuck to?" A groan as tongues battled.

"Not Sota. Me." No more tongues. No more lips. No more heat.

"What are you talking about?" Could she have moved on so fast from him? Did he really leave her alone too long? He got back as soon as he could.

"I think we better go to the Goshinboku." That, he could do. Before she could change her mind, or change out of the silk, transparent gown, Inuyasha scooped her up and ran to their clearing, hopping onto his limb, and sat her on his lap. All within twenty seconds. And, yes, he had caught her little slip of the tongue earlier. She was in love with him. Kagome was in love with Inuyasha. Someone loved him-a hanyou.

"My parents found out about us." Her voice was quiet, but his hyper-sensitive ears easily caught her whisper. "At first they thought I was in love with Naraku." At this, a growl started up in the hanyou's chest, but he would let her finish before he started ripping throats out. "But I told them I wasn't in love with him, and, for once, they listened." She couldn't look at him while she told her story. She knew she would break down again if she got caught in those breath-taking ocher eyes. So, she kept her eyes on her fidgeting hands. "But, then they wanted to know who had really captured my heart, and I knew I couldn't make them understand, so I kept quiet." The growling stopped, and she quickly realized how that could've sounded. "I'm not ashamed of us, Inuyasha. I love you, and I want to be with you, but I was afraid my parents would try to keep us apart." His heart started beating once again, and, by all that was sacred, he still kept quiet. "They got mad, and accused me of giving my virtue to a stable boy, or of even loving another woman. They kept going on and on, getting angrier and angrier and making up even worse stories. I had to tell them.

"So, I finally said that I was in love with Inu-no-Taisho's son." She paused, waiting to see if he would assume what her parents had also-that she had been sneaking off to see Sesshomaru-but, he kept quiet. "I told them that I was in love with Inuyasha, the great inu-hanyou. Second son of Inu-no-Taisho, brother of Sesshomaru, Prince of the Western Kingdom." Here, a few tears leaked out of her chocolate eyes, and he could bare it no longer. Bringing her face up with one clawed digit, Inuyasha held her gaze, begging her to finish her story. "They laughed at me." A sob escaped her throat, and the hanyou pulled her in close so that he could rest his chin on top of her silky black hair. "They said that I had been fooled, and that I was to break it off. And then they sent a letter to Prince Naraku, and he replied almost immediately. My wedding will be at the end of the summer solstice, when he comes back from his war." She couldn't speak any more. She could barely even breathe. And he just held her, like she had always wished someone would. Someone to love her and hold her, no matter what. She let every one of her tears fall onto his crimson coat, vaguely realizing that she had gotten her wish to be wrapped into his arms in it. Though, neither of them were naked, it certainly wasn't the time or place for such things.

"What if I told you I could fix all of this?" The deep timbre of his voice nearly startled her. Quieting her hiccups, she waited for him to continue. "I couldn't tell you before, but I think now is the time." She pulled as far away as he would let her, looking into his soulful eyes. What was he going to tell her? "I went to go have council with my father and brother. To ask for my share of the inheritance so that I may marry you, and break this curse that was put on me." A gasp, dainty hands coming up to touch her mouth. "I'm not allowed to be a Prince. Hanyou's can't be a part of a kingdom. That's why demons and humans don't mate. It causes too many complications. But my parents loved each other, and they knew that, one day, I would find love, and through her, I could find my rightful place." What was he saying? "I'm saying that if I marry you, I could become human, take my place as Prince of the Western lands, and, in doing so, unite our kingdoms." It was so much. Too much to comprehend at one time.

"So, you went to see your father and brother for six weeks?" Inuyasha deadpanned.

"That's as far as you got?" Hell, this was going to be one long conversation.

"Well, I heard everything, but I don't think I understand most of it, so let's just start at the beginning." So, he did. But, first, he had to make her promise him something. "Anything."

"When I've finished, I want you to give me your virtue." Oh, boy, how she had waited for this.

"I promise, Inuyasha."