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The Hunt

June 22, 2011

Rated: M for visual aids and language

Summary: Kagome and Kikyou's mother is gone, kidnapped. So when their father hears this he asks three Inu youkai, his friends, to look for the lady of their village. However, a deal is made. For the youkai to look for his wife, one of the youkai's sons must wed with one of the two daughters, who are Miko. Miko are known to purify demons and hold nearly no nice feelings for the youkai kind. Unfortunately they learn a secret that can very well ruin their life if they are to mate with a demon. Hearing they must wed with one they run, thus beginning the hunt.

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha. This is Fanfiction.

"So uh, now that I've caught you, can we consummate the hunt?" Kikyou ignored the request. "Oi, don't be rude, a no would work."

"If you believed I was to answer negatively, why would you ask?"

"Well, can't hurt trying."

"Have you no pride?" Inuyasha shrugged and continued walking along side the frigid miko. "You never did explain what happened to you."

"It is none of your concern."

"Like hell it isn't. If I'm going to be your mate, I'd like to know who took your virginity so I know who to kill."

"You are disgusting." The two walked in a brisk pace and finally, they arrived to the Western citadel. As they continued down the path, Inuyasha took in the beauty of his home and only wished Kikyou could see it as well. Below were fields of grain and cattle. To the far right was a small village of farmers and fields laid across their homes. Looking farther, behind the Western Lord's home, there was a larger, more exciting town. From their current location, on top a cliff, Kikyou was able to see all of this. During their journey to Inuyasha's home, while he did most of the talking, the half demon came to find out Kikyou loved nature. As uncaring as she was to everything else, her eyes glistened upon seeing blooming plants or a new born fawn. Though Inuyasha hadn't spoken to Kikyou in the brief period of time spent at the Eastern citadel, he felt like she changed. Before, when Kagome stormed away, Inuyasha believed she was concerned for her sister, however, now, he was not sure if she was capable if such emotion. "Your home is beautiful," she told him as sternly and boring as everything else she said. But, that sentence made Inuyasha grin. "Feh, its nothing, let's go."

Inuyasha took many measures to protect Kikyou from nature and herself; he discovered flaws in her new personality. She feared nothing. She did not enjoy unnecessary things. This woman enjoyed nature and appreciated people who worked hard. She respected those who lived, day to day, with goals or helping others and helping their selves. She hated people who often asked for help. She does not wish to help others but she sees it as her duty to do so. And those who are responsible are ranked high in her thoughts.

As Inuyasha listed these things, he realized, she wouldn't like him. She'd love Sesshomaru though. She was reserved and spoke bluntly. And at times, Inuyasha questioned her sanity. How was it she stayed with him all these days without attacking him in annoyance? "Your favorite color's white, right?" He asked gruffly and he took note of the miko blinking several times, before responding. "Yes. Why do you always have something new to say?"

"Forget about it." And Inuyasha believed she did, as was her nature.

They continued into the farming village as the path to take to the lords home began there. They were relatively ignored. This was typical of all the inhabitants of the Western Lands. Humans and demons did not see Inuyasha as anything more than trash needed to be taken out, but they could not cast him off as he was the son of their Lord. So they went great lengths to ignore him. While many would probably think that was terrible, Inuyasha took it fine. Any other lands would have the half demon down an alley and beaten.

"We'll stay here a few hours." He told her and she nodded. Earlier, in their travels, she realized she could not argue with this silver headed inu hanyou. She did not need rest or food, or water or comfort yet Inuyasha force her to accept them. He believed, though she did not understand it, her body still needed these things. They traveled through days and nights, accommodating her needs. Kikyou knew they only stopped so Inuyasha would make sure she couldn't die.

Upon reaching a larger hut, Inuyasha entered and so Kikyou followed, taking in the different smells, sights and sounds. "Oi! Old man, two rooms, side by side." The man, behind the counter, did not look up from his paper and slide two slips towards Inuyasha's direction. The hanyou turned and gave Kikyou one of the slips.

On it, the number two was written. "Go to your room, I'll swing by with some food." Kikyou was going to question why they never ate in public, but he was gone and she felt only his breeze to question.

Silently, she went down the hall regarding the doors. Numbers were hanging by each door. Reaching door two quickly, she slide the door to the side; it was empty, clean.

A window was across from the door, a wardrobe to her right and the futon was folded beneath the window. She believed if she opened the wardrobe, blankets would be awaiting to be utilized. Instead, she stepped up to the futon and pulled it to the center of the room.

She struggled often, losing her grip or her feet would slip. Finally reaching the center, she stood and stretched. It was strange. She did not need to stretch as the chore she partially completed did not fatigue her or make her ache a muscle. The stretch was a habit humans had. She merely did it to do it, as she used to; before her encounter with Naraku. Shaking the thoughts from her head, she returned to her task. She bent over once again. She then began to unroll her futon and arranged it properly.

After preparing the futon and laying down the blankets found in the wardrobe, she settled for a seat to meditate. There was a knock before Inuyasha entered with a tray of food. Kikyou opened her eyes and waited for him to sit. She had grown used to his antics: the entering without a response, the sniffing around and the shuffling to find a comfortable position when sitting down on her futon. He placed the tray in front of the miko. After taking in loud sniffs of the room. Inuyasha then sat opposite if the girl, rocking to make his seat more comfortable.

After sitting, he lifted his chin, indicating she should begin eating.

Kikyou nodded and reached for a peach in need of slicing. Hearing a shuffling from her companion, the miko looked up from the peach to see a brown package coming from a sleeve of Inuyasha's haori."I got this for you. I thought you'd want it." With a nod, Kikyou lowered her peach and took hold of the package. Inuyasha took the fruit to be distracted away from Kikyou's reaction.

Deliberately slow, she pulled the wrapping from the grey box. She lifted the cover and her sight fell on something white. "It is a ribbon."

"Uh, yeah, for your hair. When the wind blows, you look pissed when you hair gets in your eyes so I thought you might want one."

"Thank you. It is exactly what I need." With that, Kikyou lowered the package and raised her arms to tie the ribbon around her hair. She made a pony tail at the base of her neck. She then lifted her hand requesting the fruit Inuyasha had begun to slice. "No problem."

The two fell silent.

Inuyasha would look to the ground however his interest continued to remain with the girl eating the rice balls. He did not think staring at her would be appreciated. "What happened to your clothes, anyways?"

"They were not appropriate clothing for one being chased." Inuyasha seemed to want to ask more but he did not. Drinking the milk, she placed the cup back down onto the tray. "You know, even though you don't talk much, I see you as a friend." Inuyasha whispered and Kikyou gave no indication of hearing. And then she spoke. "Although you speak more than necessary, I am seeing you more than a friend."

Inuyasha's heart skipped a beat.

"Although you have demonic blood to taint your heart, you are caring; you are brave. You are entertaining and you are more humane than many humans I've come across." Without knowing what to do, Inuyasha stood. As he bent down to collect the tray, two hands clasped onto his fore arms. He looked up. Not really taking in the situation, Inuyasha came crashing down, onto Kikyou, once she pressed her lips to his.

Neither complained.

Quickly, small hands were pressed against Inuyasha's cheeks, guiding his mouth and his tongue. As the heat of their mouths tangled and their spit mingled, Inuyasha took hold of his strength and sat up. His arms wrapped around her waist and Kikyou came up as well, straddling him. A white haori came off and a red one followed. Inuyasha hissed at the sensation as Kikyou gripped his hair, egging him to find a way to come closer than he was.

He pulled away from her swollen lips to trail kisses down her chin, down her neck. He reached her chest and the sensual kisses became open mouthed searching. As if he found his treasure, the inu hanyou latched on to a nipple and slid the woman back onto the futon. His left hand busied massaging the second breast. His right hand slid into her hakama to caress the more seductive cheeks.

A moan exited his partner and his arousal went into a throbbing stage. He moved his sucking to the second breast, leaving her right nipple alone to fight against the cold air, outside his mouth.

Distracted, Kikyou allowed his hand to lower her hakama and when a gentle thumb came massaging her inner thigh, she welcomed it with a hum. The mouth left her nipple and an involuntary whimper exited the wet miko. Her mouth was assaulted and she greedily took the tongue visiting as her own.

Two hands now caressed her lower mounds. The warmth of Inuyasha's body then disappeared from her own. Her eyes shot open at the lost of comfort only to be shut closed in pleasure. A palm cupped her womanhood.

A sucking mouth was back on a nipple. The palm began to move at a promising and slow rub. A finger then found her entrance. "Ah, so wet." She heard and felt her current partner shudder. The finger merely slid up and down in the sex juice she was producing. Read to ask hum for more, Kikyou slowly opened her eyes and two clawed finger entered quickly. "Ugh," she exclaimed and the fingers started a slow pump.

Her eyes rolled back and her mouth stayed slacked. Kikyou rocked her hips to the fingers pumping, finding a rhythm in the pokes of the dangerous nails pushing in and out of her sex. "I she let out, incapable of continuing. The mouth left her breast and trailed down to her belly button.

The tongue left burning saliva down her stomach to the curls where kisses were planted making her pussy throb in anxiety. Finally a kiss was planted on her flower and she knew this was not going to end.

Nor did she want it to.

This was my first public racy scene. And you know what, beware! I will only grow more skilled and pervert. ;p anyways. I hoped you enjoyed that.

Please review or I will disappear for a year!

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