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By : frosty
Category: InuYasha > General
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A/N: Hi everyone, I’m new to the IY lemon thing, but
hopefully ya’ll will like my attempt at a decent lemon. I just decide to write
something to warm me up, because where I am, at least, it’s starting to get to
that time of year. Enjoy!

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Inuyasha opened his eyes slowly as the bright sun
mysteriously disappeared.

"Excuse me, sir, but have you seen a dog come by
here? White, with brown spots?" asked the shape blocking his sunlight.

Inuyasha waited for a second before answering, "Nope,
sorry."

"Thank you." was the quick, courteous reply.

The hanyou turned his head to get a look at the person
who had asked him, but was unable to find them.

'Wish I could have seen her.' Inuyasha thought as a
concealed ear gave a flick. 'With a voice like that she had to be good
looking.'

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

The hour had grown late when Inuyasha opened his eyes
again. He checked the clock that stood in the center of the municipal park.

'Six 'o clock! Guess my nap took a little longer than I
planned... all the warm sun's fault. Thank everything for Saturdays.'

With that the hanyou got up and headed for the park exit
when he passed a young woman on a park bench. He could smell the scent that preceded
tears. Some things aren't sweeter when your nose is better.

"You okay?" Inuyasha asked before he coutop top
himself.

Her long, ebony colored hair fell back from her face to
reveal red eyes and a flushed face. She nodded, "Yeah, thanks."

There was an involuntary twitch in Inuyasha's ear as she
spoke. Her voice was a bit raspy, but he was sure she was the one who had asked
him about the dog earlier.>

"Hey, you're the one who asked me about the dog
earlier. Did you find him?"

A barely audible "No." is all he got.

'Good, time to leave, need to go before I do something
stu-'

Inuyasha thought before saying, "I could help you
look if you'd like, I'm fairly good at finding things."

'Except my own brain!' he added in his head.

"Thank...you. Sure, would you please?" the
woman asked obviously feeling somewhat heartened by the gesture.

"No problem. Ms.-"

"Please, if you don't mind, call me Rin. I feel so
old when pe cal call me Ms."

"Hai, my name is Inuyasha, pleased to meet you,
Rin."

"Nice to meet you Inuyasha," she said with
obvious thought as to the name. "We'd better start looking if we'reng
ng
to find him by nightfall."

'No problem, I can't smell the river a mile away for
nothing,' Inuyasha thought. "I don't think he could have gone that
far."

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

An hour and a half later Inuyasha and Rin were nine
blocks from where they had started when the night began to set in. Inuyasha was
befuddled at his in ability to even find the scent, a task that would normally
have taken him a couple of minutes.

"Ah, Inuyasha," Rin began hesitantly,
"this is my apartment building. W-would you like to come up with me?"

Inuyasha was surprised by her for a second, “What
about-?"

"I think Fluffy will be okay, for tonight at least.
Come on, dinner is the least I can give you. You know, you're the only ono
eo
even tried to help me."

"I- ah, sure."

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Inuyasha was uncomfortable to say the least. He had
barely met this girl, this very beautiful girl, and here he was in her living
room alone while she had gone to the bedroom for something. He didn't like it.

While searching for her dog, Fluffy, he felt like he had
said too much. He felt almost overbearing, even exposed. It's not that he
didn't enjoy Rin's com, it, it was the fact that he seemed to enjoy it too
much. The elevator ride had been disconcerting as well. Whereas it had seemed
that they had too much to say while searching, the elevator ride was quiet. Awkward
wasn't the correct word to describe it.
&:p>
'I shouldn't be here. I met her what, two hours ago? I
should go. I guess I'll tell her thanks when she gets back and then leave,'
thought the nervous hanyou.

'She'd freak if she knew what was in her house right now.
And I'm like what, a couple of hundred years older than her?'

'I should just tell her-' Inuyasha's train of thought abruptly
de-railed as arms wrapped around him.

If one had been looking into an apartment on the fourth
floor of the right building, at a room where a young, silver haired man had
been standing so uncomfortably not a second before, one would have thought that
his forlorn look had come from the mere thought of the one who held him now
being too far from him.

Even the dust on the floor seemed to hold its breath for
a second. A momentous event had occurred, one which like all such events came
on the air, yet lost any beaut suc such.

Inuyasha awoke, as if from a deep sleep as the sudden
warmth that had come to him all to suddenly departed.

"I'm sorry," came a light, hushed, feminine
voice. "I don't go do that all the time, it's just it felt..."

Inuyasha embraced the young woman named Rin that this
morning he had not known, yet now felt as if he knew in a way beyond knowing.

"I felt it too," he said softly as he held her.

Inuyasha laid her on the couch slowly and placed his lips
upon hers. He was in contact with her for only a second, but less than a second
filled the space between when his lips left hers and hers found his again.

This was not the kiss of two that have just met, but one
of two that have been parted long and now were reunited. Rin ran a hanrougrough
her partner's long hair, slowly, very slowly. The other hand slowly and deliberately
searched for his hand. When her searching hand found his, she took it with her
palm cradling the back of his hand and moved to her breast.

There the hand stayed until the kiss ended. Actually,
kiss didn't really end; it was only postponed for lack of oxygen.

The lovers opened their eyes and found themselves in each
other. Their gaze never faltered, even as clothes found their way to the floor.

"I want you," came from Rin's lips as barely
more than a whisper.

"I know you do," Inuyasha replied with a sly
grin, "and I know I want you back."

Rin's hands roamed Inuyasha's naked body as a blind man
would do to a face. Memorizing the joints and ridges and curves that her heart
seemed to already know.

Inuyasha's hands thought for the enamored boy and ran
themselves over small, hard peaks and onto a tight, flat plain before coming to
rest in a steaming valley. There his hands worked themselves, inexperienced,
yet knowledgeable, unknowingly coming into contact with her small button and
sliding roughly over her outer folds.

There was a stillness that fell over Inuyasha's hands
when another, softer pair came to his hardness. Their eyes meet and Inuyasha
felt himself being slowly guided to the place where his hands had just been.

There was aght ght repositioning, a quick grasping of
gazes, and a swift, succinct movement.

She gave a slight squeak and he a small moan as he came
into her without trial.

A second followed where the two lovers lay on the couch
of the fourth floor apartment and paused, savoring the new connection.

Inuyasha started to move only when she gave a slight nod
and allowed her arms to fall above her head.

Both became conductors of passion; as if they had led
their lives never knowing touch, or heat, or another.

The defined muscles on Inuyasha's chest, and stomach, and
those in his arms, neck, and face all slightly contacted every time he moved
back into her.

Her eyelids fluttered and her breasts heaved ever so
slightly as he brushed her core's back with his rigid, intruding heat.

The need of the lovers for each other didn't grow, but
soared. Millimeters became miles, the slightest sliver of space, a canyon.

The pace grew as the lovers fell. The farther they fell
into one another the more they needed and the faster their rhythm became.

The feeling was new to the young woman. He had not been
her first, but the others had not given to her what he was doing now.

"I-I-Inu-," Rin began to scream as a woman
possessed by the throes of passion.

Inuyasha groaned as the woman spasmed under him, her soft
brown eyes wretched shut, her black hair glistening from the sweat of their
tireless motion. Her opening for him began to contract, stroking that of him
which was in her, as if pleading for what he would give her.

Inuyasha tumbled off the thin bof cof control and tried
to pull himself out of her only to feel her long, soft, creamy legs wrap
themselves around him.

"Rin-uh-ah-gonna-"

Her eyes opened at met his just as his closed and he let
himself be drawn into the pleasure that she made for him...

>>>>>>>>>>

Inuyasha heard a shower shut off.

He allowed his eyes to remain closed, enjoying the light
feeling he had.

Two soft hands rubbed the triangular ears that sat atop
the boy's head eliciting a small gasp from him.

Opening his eyes Inuyasha looked up at his lover and
asked, "How did you..."

ext>"I can see them," she answered in the sweet
voice that he had first heard yesterday. “Notte ste sure why, but they seem to
fit you. They belong there. You know, I went searching for one dog. But I ended
up finding one much cuter."
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