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Elemental: A Feudal Soap Opera	By : plumcider Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > InuYasha/Kagome Views: 19389 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Inuyasha
was one step closer to understanding the term �basketcase� by the time Mrs.
Higurashi was finished being helpful. Not to mention that his back was about to
break under the weight of the large green duffel bag that Kagome�s mother had
insisted that he take with him. Gotta remember to never ask a woman the
definition of �mood� again.

She
was still defining the word, even as Inuyasha trudged toward the well. If it
hadn�t been for the fact that he felt that her information might be useful--after
all, her daughter is just as confusing as she is--he might have already
made a run for it.

�Don�t
worry about the candles, dear,� she said, patting Inuyasha on the arm and
ignoring his remarkable imitation of a tomato. �I made sure that I only packed
the unscented ones. Kagome told me about your sensitive nose.�

Inuyasha
mumbled something unintelligible, keeping his burning face averted. He didn�t
want to think about candles right now. The vague sense of panic he had
experienced earlier had returned, and was growing stronger the close he got to
the well and the girl he was about to take as a mate. His breathing felt tight,
and he actually thought he might be sick. The thought mortified him, and he
could not stifle a self-deprecating curse before it left his lips.

Some
of what he felt must have shown, for Kagome�s mother stopped him when they
reached the well house. �Inuyasha,� she said softly.

He
turned to face her.

Her
gaze was steady, and a gentle smile was upon her face. �Everything will be
fine, Inuyasha,� she said. �You remember what I told you when you asked how to
make my daughter happy, don�t you?�

Inuyasha
did remember. �Love her, Inuyasha. It�s all she ever wanted.� He nodded.

Mrs.
Higurashi�s eyes crinkled at the corners as her smile grew wider. �Just make
sure that she knows how you feel, alright?�

Inuyasha
nodded again, and she hugged him lightly, much to his surprise, and turned to
go. He stared after her for a moment, bemused, then squared his shoulders and
entered the well house. He had to get a move on if he wanted to finish
preparing everything in time.

***

�I
don�t know about this, Sango,� Kagome said, wincing a little as the other girl
pulled at her hair a bit too roughly.

�Hold
still,� Sango mumbled around the decorative comb she held between her teeth.
She gave Kagome�s hair one last twist, then used the comb to fasten it in
place.

Finally.
�Are you finished?�

Sango
stepped back, eyeing Kagome�s hair critically. �Almost.� She reached out, using
her fingertips to pull a few tendrils of hair loose on either side of her face.
She looked at her agian, lips pursed, then finally broke out into a warm smile.
�Finished.�

�I
feel silly,� Kagome grumbled, tentatively touching the knot of hair that Sango
had fashioned on the back of her head.

Sango
slapped her hand away. �Hush. You look beautiful. Now stop messing with it or
I�ll have to do it again.�

Kagome
grimaced, but lowered her hand. �Ha! If you do it again, I�ll wind up bald.�

�Don�t
be such a baby,� Sango admonished, but her stern tone was ruined by a giggle.
She retrieved Kagome�s backback from the corner and handed it to her. �Here.
Don�t you have a mirror in that thing?�

Kagome
nodded.

�Well?�
Sango motioned toward the yellow pack. �What are you waiting for?�

Kagome
made a face at her, then rummaged around in the bag until she found her small
hand mirror. She lifted it to her face and peered at herself. Wow. Who would
have thought Sango would be so good with hair? She turned her head
slightly, trying to see from as many angles as possible.

Sango
had pulled her hair into a simple upsweep that resembled a modified French
twist, held in place by a lovely comb made of bone that had belonged to Sango�s
mother. The tendrils of hair she had pulled down framed her face perfectly,
accentuating her cheekbones and making her appear slightly older. She was
wearing one of Sango�s outfits, as well; a simple, pale rose-colored yukata
that peeked out from the hem of a forest green overskirt that hung nearly to
her ankles. I hardly recognize myself. Wordlessly, she turned shining
eyes to the other girl, who was nearly bouncing in her excitement.

�Well,�
Sango prodded. �What do you think?�

�I
think,� Kagome said, slowly standing and walking over to the other girl before
enfolding her in a tight hug. �That you are the best friend ever.�

Sango
returned the hug before pushing her away. �Enough of that, now. You�ll ruin
your hair,� she said with a grin. �I take it, then, that you like it?�

Kagome
nodded emphatically, returning her smile. �I love it.�

Sango�s
grin grew wider. �I can�t wait to see the look on Inuyasha�s face when he sees
you.�

Kagome�s
smile faded a little, and she bit her bottom lip in worry. �Do you think he�ll
like it?�

�Kagome,
you are beautiful,� Sango said in a voice that made it clear that she would not
listen to any arguments. �If he doesn�t think so, too, then he is either blind
or stupid.�

Kagome�s
smile returned at Sango�s fierce defense of her. I hope she�s right. It
would be nice to have Inuyasha look at me and see something besides his plain
little shard detector for a change.

Her
thoughts were interrupted by Sango grabbing her hand. �Come on, the demon
exterminator said, beginning to drag Kagome toward the door of the hut.

Kagome
struggled to keep up withe her. �Where are we going?�

�To
show the others. You need reassurance, and I�m going to give it to you.� She
slowed, leaning closer to whisper conspirationally, �I�ll bet you that you have
Miroku drooling on himself within one minute of seeing you like this.�

Kagome
blushed, trying hard to stifle another giggle. �I�m not sure that�s a good
thing, Sango.�

The
grin Sango gave her this time was positively evil. �Don�t worry, I�ll keep him
in line,� she said, cracking her knuckles. �Now, come on.�

Kagome
reluctantly allowed herself to be drawn outside into the midmorning sunlight.
Squinting slightly, she spotted Miroku sitting with Shippou not too far away.
She stopped again, embarrassed. �I don�t know, Sango. Maybe we should wait...�

�Nope,
don�t hear you,� Sango said, still tugging on her hand.

With
a sigh, Kagome followed her until they were standing right behind the monk.

�Miroku,�
Sango said. �We need a man�s opinion, but you�ll have to do. How does Kagome
look?�

Miroku
jumped, startled, and turned around. His eyes traveled up the forms of the two
girls, resting momentarily on their faces, before his attention snapped to
Kagome. He rose smoothly to his feet, mouth hanging slightly open. �Kagome?�

Kagome
blushed hotly.

Recovering
himself quickly, Miroku reached out to clasp her hand in his. �My lady,� he
said. �You are lovely.�

Kagome
tried to take her hand back, but he would not release it. Beside her, she heard
Sango smother a laugh. Oh no, here we go again.

Miroku
moved a step closer to her. �Inuyasha does not deserve such beauty. It is
wasted on him. Rather, would you do me the honor of...� The monk was suddenly
yanked backwards away from Kagome.

�That�ll
do, monk,� Sango said firmly, but her face was alight with merriment. She
pushed Miroku back down to the ground and turned to Kagome, raising an eyebrow
as if to say, �See? What did I tell you?�

Kagome
began to turn to hide her smile, only to feel something pulling on her skirt.
She looked down to see Shippou staring up at her with wide eyes. �Kagome,� he said.

She
nodded. He jumped into her arms, looking carefully at her. �You look really
pretty, Kagome.�

�Thank
you, Shippou,� she said, hugging him to her.

He
tilted his head to the side. �Did you do this for Inuyasha?�

She
nodded, blush growing brighter. Shippou grinned at her, then leaned closer so
he could whisper in her ear. �Don�t worry, Kagome. Inuyasha-papa will think you
look pretty, too.�

Kagome
drew back in surprise. �Inuyasha-papa?� She repeated faintly.

�Yup.�
The kitsune nodded emphatically.

She
glanced at Miroku, who was nearly choking on his laughter, then to Sango, who
looked just as puzzled as she was. O-kay. I�m not sure I want to know.

***

When
Inuyasha finally climbed from the well into the feudal ere, it was already
mid-morning. Glancing at the sun, which was climbing steadily highter in the
sky, Inuyasha frowned unhappily. He had told Kagome that he would be back by
morning, yet it was almost noon. He still had to prepare the place he had
chosen as their temporary �den�. Kagome�s going to be pissed. He
grimaced at the thought. But it wasn�t my fault. It was her mother�s. He
hoisted the heavy duffel bag that Mrs. Higurashi had insisted on filling with
supplies, most of which he had insisted right back that he didn�t need. She had
been adamant, however. �Damned woman is as stubborn as her daughter,� he
muttered, setting off through the trees at a dead run.

He
wasn�t actually angry with Kagome�s mother. She had been understanding about
the strange situation Inuyasha and Kagome found themselves in, and seemed to
readily accept the hanyou into her family. She had even gone so far as to offer
him advice, and, thankfully, it had been nowhere near as embarrassing as his
talk with Sesshoumaru had been.

She
had also sent Inuyasha with a large amount of ramen, two extra sleeping bags
which could be zipped together, a half dozen unscented candles, and a small
container of Kagome�s favorite bathing supplies. These things he planned to
leave in the den until he could fetch Kagome. Mrs. Higurashi had also given him
three other, very important items, and those he would be taking back to the
village with him, along with the box he had retrieved from Sesshoumaru.

After
he had arrived at the cave he had often hidden in as a child, he hurriedly
unpacked the bag, sparing a moment to look around while sniffing the air
carefully. Looks like nothing�s found this place yet. Inuyasha was
pleased. This place was actually pretty nice. It had a small, hidden arch that
opened up into a larger chamber. Inside, there was a decent sized hot spring
bubbling up in one corner, and the walls were made of some sort of
phospherescent lime that would magnify the light from the candles. This place
had saved his life many times when he was small. He had never told anyone else
about the place, and suspected that he might be the only person to know of its
existence. For now, anyway. He had considered very carefully where he had
wanted to take Kagome. It needed to be a perfectly safe place, for the two of
them would be at their most vulnerable. He had thought, at first, that they
would have to remain in the village, with Miroku and Sango to protect them.
Inuyasha hated that idea, though. He knew that the two humans would give them
their privacy--well, Sango would, at least--but he didn�t want any of them near
when he took Kagome.

...take...Kagome.

He
noticed his hand trembling as he was zipping the two overstuffed sleeping bags
together. He forced the trembling away as best he could, smoothing the
makeshift bed in the corner of the cave. He stared at it for a moment, mouth
gone dry. Unbidden, an image of Kagome lying naked atop the pallet, beckoning
to him, appeared before his mind�s eye. He felt his heart speed up
uncomfortably in his chest, sending a surge of blood quickly elsewhere in his
body. �Shit,� he murmured, scrambling to his feet.

He
turned his back to the doubled sleeping bag, resolutely unpacking the rest of
the supplies. He was going to get this over with. He was not going to let his
mind wander. He was not going to think of Kagome. He was definitely not
going to think of Kagome naked.

He
was also not going to think of doing things to a naked Kagome--things
with his lips and tongue and hands. Nor was he going to think of Kagome doing
those things right back to his equally naked self...

�Fuck!�
You shouldn�t be thinking shit like that, idiot. Inuyasha shook his head
as if trying to clear it, and resumed stacking the ramen by the wall. His hand
suddenly tightened on one of the foam cups, nearly crushing it.

Why
shouldn�t I be thinking it? He set the cup down slowly. I�m going to be
doing it, aren�t I?

It�s
my right. Kagome is mine. She�s going to be my mate. My wife.

Inuyasha
sat, staring wide eyed at nothing in particular for a long moment. I...I am
going to be doing things to Kagome. We�re going to be doing those things to
each other. And it�s not going to be wrong. I�ll have the right to touch her. I
think...I think she actually wants me to touch her. And it isn�t wrong.

Not
anymore.

Inuyasha
felt his face grow hot, but couldn�t stifle a small smile. He climbed slowly to
his feet, letting them take him to the mouth of the cave where the bright
sunlight was streaming in.

It�s
time to claim my mate.

***

A
half an hour later most of Inuyasha�s confidence had fled, but it was too late
to try to collect himself again. The nervous hanyou had already entered the
village. He waved off Miroku, who had spotted him the minute he had crested the
hill. Nervous or not, he intended to see Kagome. Now. He walked by the grinning
monk--what�s that idiot�s problem?--and headed directly to the old
woman�s home.

Inuyasha
entered Kaede�s hut, immediately spying Kagome seated beside Sango. Her eyes
met his, and she slowly stood. Inuyasha remained frozen, eyes taking her in. He
felt a strange mixture of relief at finding her still safe, and trepidation at
what was soon to take place. She had changed clothes and wore her hair up,
similar to the way brides of the time were wont to do. Brides...my
bride...my mate. Kagome...my gods, she�s going to be mine. He knew that he
was staring like a fool, but he couldn�t seem to help himself.

�Inuyasha,�
Kagome called, the uncertainty in her voice finally goading Inuyasha into
motion.

He
strode to where she stood, pausing to glare meaningfully at Sango. The demon
exterminator gave Kagome a reassuring nod, then left the hut. He returned his
attention to Kagome. Her cheeks were flushed, and she was staring at him with
worry filled eyes. He felt some of his own nervousness slide away. He stepped
even closer to her, inhaling her scent deeply. His mind was still struggling
with the knowledge that he actually had the right to do so. It was a heady
feeling.

�Did
you,� Kagome said, voice cracking. �Did you see Sesshoumaru?�

Inuyasha
inhaled again, ignoring the still present sickly smell to her aura to focus on
the underlying sweetness that was her own unique fragrance. She�s nervous,
too. �I saw him.�

Kagome
peered at him from beneath her hair. �Were you able to get...whatever it was?�

Inuyasha
nodded, reaching into his haori to pull out the larger of two boxes. �Here,� he
said, holding it out to her so she could look at it.

She
took the box gingerly, glancing at him before flipping the latch and lifting
the lid. Silent, she stared into the box for a moment before lifting puzzled
eyes to his. �What are they?�

Inuyasha
blushed, but he did not look away. He knew he had to get used to dealing with
Kagome this way. He had to speak plainly to her; she was going to be his mate.
�The largest one is a collar. The others are wrist and ankle cuffs.�

Kagome�s
eyes were as wide as he�d ever seen them, but she said nothing, simply turned
her attention back to the box.

Inuyasha
cleared his throat. �They�ll keep you from purifying yourself when we...we...�
He ground to a halt, unsure of a way to put what they would be doing without
offending her.

She
gave him a weak smile. �I understand.�

Inuyasha
eyed her intently. She looked as if she might cry. That�s not how he wanted her
right now, especially not since he�d decided that this mating was a good thing.
�Are you afraid?� He asked gently.

She
looked down. �Yes.�

Inuyasha
ignored the pain her admission caused him. �Because I�m hanyou?�

Kagome
made a small sound, head flying up. �No!�

Inuyasha
felt relieved. She had told him before that his mixed blood didn�t bother her,
but he couldn�t help but worry. It bothered everyone else. Even him. �Then
why?�

Kagome
shook her head. �I don�t know. I just am.�

Inuyasha
blinked. I�ll never understand her. Still, he didn�t want her afraid of
him, for any reason. A sudden realization hit him, and he cringed. �I hurt you
the first time. Didn�t I?�

She
bit her lip, nodding, but then hurried to speak at his stricken expression.
�It�s alright, Inuyasha. It wasn�t your fault. It always hurts the first time.�

Inuyasha
barely heard her. He had been clumsy and hurt her, even if he had been out of
his head at the time, and now she was afraid of him. �I won�t hurt you again,
Kagome,� he said, voice pained but fervent. �I swear.� And he wouldn�t. He
planned to take every care with her.

�I
know,� she said, voice quiet. �I trust you. I�m just afraid, I think, that you
won�t like me...after.�

He
drew back, surprised. How could she think that? �Kagome,� he said, voice
husky, reaching out to grasp her upper arm with one clawed hand. �I�ll always
like you.�

She
stared at him for a moment, eyes shimmering. Finally, she spoke, sounding
anguished. �But you�re trapped. This wasn�t really your choice. What if you
grow to hate me for it?�

This
again. �Kagome,� he said, voice firm. �I could never hate you. Never.� He
reached out to brush her cheek, trying to reassure her. �Stop worrying so much.
I want this.�

She
turned her head away, eyes filled with tears, but she released none of them.
�You�re just saying that.�

Inuyasha
growled softly in frustration. �I don�t �just say� anything, Kagome. I want
this.� He used his hand to turn her face back to him, making sure she was
paying attention. �I want this,� he said, voice fierce. �Understand?�

She
searched his face and seemed to find what she was looking for there, for her
eyes softened. She nodded, one tear escaping her lashes to track down her
cheek. He tenderly wiped it away. �Just tell me that you meant it.�

�Meant
what?� She asked quietly.

He
used the hand on her arm to pull her closer. She didn�t resist. �When you said
that you were mine. I need for you to tell me that you meant it, Kagome.�

She
nodded slowly, eyes never leaving his. �I meant it.� Her voice was barely a
whisper.

He
searched her face for a moment more before settling on the chocolate depths of
her eyes. His breath caught in his throat.

Looking
into her eyes, he knew. He knew that she loved him, knew that she
belonged to him. He could see it. Hell, he could actually feel it, standing
here in the warmth of her gaze. He couldn�t deny it any longer, and there was
no longer any need to. Mine. She�s mine. The sheer force of the
answering emotion that swept through him nearly brought him to his knees. He
closed his eyes against it with a soft groan, right before he brought his mouth
crashing down on hers.

He
swallowed her startled cry and, careful not to pierce her with his fangs, began
kissing her in earnest. It was nothing like the kiss he had given her the day
before. This kiss was pure possession. He wanted to taste her, to draw her into
himself, and keep her safely there where he could examine this feeling that was
burgeoning inside him. He wanted...needed to convey to her the absolute
gratitude he felt, along with his lingering fear that this was just too good to
be true. That something horrible would happen because they dared to do this.
However, her taste and scent were filling his senses, and soon the feel of her
sweet mouth moving under his, responding to him, drove the fear from his
mind. He gentled his movements against her. He had dreamed of this for so long,
it seemed. He wanted to savor the sensation. This was Kagome, and she was his.

He
nipped lightly at her lower lip, and she opened her mouth to him. He heard her
whimper at the first glide of his tongue against hers, and he repeated the
motion, repressing a shiver when she responded enthusiastically, twining her
own tongue about his. Soon he was acting purely out of instinct. Her taste was
becoming intoxicating to him, and this, combined with the scent of her rising
arousal, prompted him to chase after her flavor with abandon. He explored the
heated recesses of her mouth with lips and tongue, and she pressed against him,
rising on her tiptoes to meet him fully. Her hands were clutching convulsively
at the front of his haori, and she seemed nearly mindless in her desire to get
closer to him. He slid a hand to the small of her back to steady her, and
slanted his mouth across hers over and over again, ears attuned to every breathless
whimper that she emitted. He prayed that no one would be stupid enough to
interrupt them. He didn�t know if he would stop if they did. And if I did
stop, I just might kill them. He drew her more tightly to him. My
gods...Kagome.

Finally,
needing air, he pulled his mouth from hers, possessive satisfaction filling him
at the sight of her lips, moist and swollen. He raised his eyes to hers and
smirked weakly. She looked as dazed as he felt, and, better yet, she was
panting lightly, her palms still pressed against his chest as she stared at his
mouth with passion glazed eyes. His smirk grew wider. Heh. I did that.

After
a moment, she seemed to snap out of the spell she was under. Her eyes climbed
slowly to his. �Inuyasha?� Her voice was tremulous. �Why...�

Inuyasha�s
expression grew more tender, and he remembered Mrs. Higurashi�s parting shot. She�s
unsure of me. He lifted his free hand to her face, brushing his thumb over
her lips, narrowing his eyes in fascination when they parted slightly. He
wanted to claim those lips again, but she needed to be reassured first, he
could see. He caressed her mouth with his fingertips once more before turning
his hand to run the backs of his knuckles along her jawline. He saw her relax
slightly, and her eyes began to clear as she focused on him. �Kagome,� he said,
nearly in awe. The air around them fairly crackled with something unnamable. It
made the hanyou feel as if he might shatter if he did not try and tell her how
he felt. �Kagome,� he said again, needing her to answer him, to let him know
that she was listening to him. Really listening.

�Yes,
Inuyasha?� She sounded breathless.

He
bowed his head back down to hers, sliding the hand on her back to the nape of
her neck. His lips did not quite touch hers, simply hovered before them, close
enough to feel every little puff of her breath on his face. He gathered his
courage, finding it in the warmth of her eyes and the speed of her heartbeat
thrumming in his ears. �Can I,� he began softly, hoping that she would understand
what he was trying to tell her. �I want to belong to you, too.�

She
blinked at him.

He
stared at her through his lashes, but she just looked confused. He sighed, and
reached inside the front of his haori, drawing out the small box that her
mother had given to him. He thrust it at her. �Here.�

She
looked at the box, then back up at him. He noticed that her hand trembled as
she held it. �Is this...is this something else you got from Sesshoumaru?� She
asked, voice hesitant.

He
shook his head. �I�ll explain in a minute,� he said with a rueful half-smile.
�Open it.�

Still,
she hesitated for a moment, and Inuyasha got the feeling that she was fearful,
but before he could take it back and open it for her, she was prying the lid
from the top of the little box. Inuyasha watched her face carefully.

She
gasped softly, then lifted stunned eyes to his. Inuyasha fidgeted for a moment
while she remained silent, and then she was closing the last bit of distance
between them, throwing her arms around his neck and pressing her mouth to his.
He smiled into the kiss, a relief he wasn�t expecting filling him, and hugged
her tightly to him. It was a chaste, albeit enthusiastic, kiss, and after just
a moment, she pulled back and gave him a shy smile.

He
gave her a toothy grin in return. �I guess I can take that as a yes, right?�

***

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