• 1-Dark Rain and Sweet Temptations

This story is going to be posted in
short chapters, probably about four or five of them, please be patient with the
shortness OF these chappies… I am doing it this way simply for effect
purposes.  ^_^ anywho, I don’t own
anything but my anime movies, box sets and a few other things… oh and ideas…
except the MAIN idea of this story which I am doing out of boredom… as a
response to Katie’s need for someone to write her challenge here ya go darling,
hope ya like.

Oh yeah, and each chappie will have
a song… that I suggest you listen to if you can.

Black
Rain and Sweet Temptations.

-Heather Billings aka XxSangoxX

Song: Still Alone

[<3]

Artist: Ayumi Hamasaki.

Kagome wiped the sweat from her brow
upon waking from her slumber.  That was intense; she mused with a smile
on her lips and a sense of guilt and embarrassment washing over her.  She knew it was more than pointless to be
longing for her hanyou friend, he was longing for another.  She looked around the campsite that they had
set up for the evening and noticed that Sango was nestled against Miroku and
Kirara.  Shippo was in Sango’s lap, which
was odd to Kagome but she shrugged it off. 
Probably for the best after that
dream; slowly her eyes scanned the darkness for any sign of Inuyasha, but
there was none.  Quietly, Kagome rose from
her sleeping roll; it clung to her stubbornly in the sticky sick heat of her
dream and the night’s humidity, finally freeing herself and grabbing some of
her bathing supplies, she walked towards the small hot spring that was nearby. 

She needed a bath, she knew as she
looked down at the water before her.  Her
own reflection played back, causing a long exhausted sigh to escape her.  Unhurriedly, Kagome stripped herself of her
clothing and lowered her frame into the tepid stream.  Idly, she wondered if he had taken off after Kikyo
once again; but shook the idea from her mind as she commenced to washing her
hair and body. 

Closing her eyes, she recalled the
tender way he touched her in her dream; so tentatively, so loving.  Her hand ventured over her breasts as her
mind reminisced and ventured lower; brushing shyly across her sex.  A straggled moan of Inuyasha’s name fell from
her lips as her tiny body convulsed from her ministrations.  If only
he would really touch me that way. 
Her tears began to form and fall down her already stained cheeks.  He’ll
never touch me that way; her guilt resurfaced.

She didn’t even register the dark
red glowing eyes that watched her from the trees.

~*~

            Inuyasha
awoke after a short doze to the sound of Kagome groaning in her sleep… or was
she moaning?  He couldn’t quite make out
which but he could tell that her breathing was a little more labored than
normal, and the sleeping roll she was enveloped in was fairly a constringent to
her.  She arched a bit before moving to
her side; her breathing returning to normal. 
Inuyasha had to fight the urge to reach out to her, kiss her, take her…suddenly
he saw her bolt upright, placing a hand to her chest.  A part of him itched to jump down and see
what was wrong, and just as he was about to give in he saw her smile shyly and
struggle to get free from the portable bed; he opted to watch her
curiously.  Following her with his eyes,
he watched her stand and walk in the direction of the hot springs and of course, for protection
just in case, he leapt from tree to tree quietly trailing behind. 

            He knew as
soon as he realized she was taking her clothes off to bathe that he should look
away, but his eyes were glued… she captivated him in a titillating way, it
almost scared him how much her scent alone affected him.  Jumping down from the tree, Inuyasha came
behind its thick trunk and watched.  His
nails dug into the bark harshly as he watched her fingers work her body to a
release, how he wanted to be the one to bring her quivering body to that peak
and beyond; he could feel the demon in him rising… his pupils turned black and
he couldn’t fight it anymore.  Before he
knew it, the youkai blood within took over. 
This time was different though, it wasn’t blood lust… no… instead of the
vibrant red his eyes took on a shade of deep crimson.

            He began to
stalk closer, watching his prey as she relaxed within the spring; the scent of
tears coming from her. 

Tears?  His pure instinctual need to comfort his ‘mate’
came to life and Inuyasha removed his clothing to wade the water and come up
behind her; gripping her waist gently.

She gasped.                       

yeah, this isn't as wonderfully written so, don't criticize me darlins. I'm half awake but wanted to start this. lol I'll try to get my wordings together better in the next few.