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Sweet Surrender	By : inumom Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > InuYasha/Kagome Views: 7748 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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17. Detour

We stayed at my family�s house for a few hours, long enough to write notes to the family and friends who had sent gifts. Fortunately, most of them were in the form of cash: the usual selection of small appliances would have been of little use in a place in which there was no electricity. When all was said and done, it was a significant sum.
Keeping a very small portion for our shopping trip, we set out. Our first stop was a bank where I could deposit the funds in a joint account so that we could use them to purchase supplies as needed. After leaving the bank I found us a shady spot in a nearby park so that I could make certain that my mate understood the intricacies of both checks and deposit slips.
Satisfied that he would be able to handle any financial transactions that might come up if I couldn�t--for whatever reason--we headed to our next destination. Although the lingerie shop in the mall wasn�t the closest of the stores to the shrine, it seemed like the best place to start: the items I would be purchasing there were light in weight and small in size, so carrying them around town wouldn�t be much of a burden.
Unfortunately, this part of the trip took somewhat longer than I had planned. My beautiful hanyou had never before seen items like those displayed, and his endless curiosity about some of the more exotic things in the store slowed our progress a little, especially when I had to confess that I had no idea what a few of the things were used for. Still, we finally left the store, a relatively large but light bag in hand.
Our next stop was a neighborhood bookstore. I had not been joking about wanting to have a complete set of textbooks to take home. Since I knew that we would be carrying a lot of supplies back with us, I restricted my purchases to a very few beginner books on basic math and reading and a couple of how-to volumes on herbal medicine and campfire cooking. I knew that Shippou could read a little, but it wouldn�t hurt for him to practice the skill. If I was going to become a parent by default, I would at least be conscientious about it.
Although we had eaten in the limo, there were still a couple of hours until dinner time, and I knew that my lover would be getting hungry. I would, I supposed, always be a little envious of his hanyou metabolism: he could consume massive amounts of food yet still retained that lean, sculpted body that I loved so. I guess it�s true what they say--life�s not fair.
After a brief stop at the fast food place I used to frequent with my schoolmates, we continued on our way. Although the books were relatively small, they were heavy for their size, so I was glad when we arrived at our next stop. Fortunately, the antibiotic creams, painkillers, and bandage materials I needed from the pharmacy were all light in weight, so I just tucked them into my shopping bag along with the books and new undergarments as we headed for the last stop on our list.
Not surprisingly, we spent the bulk of our time and resources at the market. In addition to the required four cases of ramen, we purchased two large bags full of other kinds of instant meals, a variety of dried fruits and vegetables that would be easy to carry and take up little room, and two dozen assorted chocolate bars.
As much as I would have liked to add even more things to the list, we still had to get it all back to the shrine, not to mention through the well and home again. I briefly wondered exactly when it was that I had started thinking of the village in the Sengoku Jidai as home, then decided that it didn�t matter. Inuyasha had understood it long before I did: wherever we were together was home.
We planned to stay with my family only long enough for a quick dinner. After all, we had a lot of stuff to move, and it would slow us down a bit. Even with an enormously protective hanyou at my side it wasn�t safe to be wandering around the forest at night. In the end, that was what decided matters.
�Maybe we should wait and go back in the morning.�
I turned in surprise to see his odd expression. �Nani?�
He shook his head. �Think about it,� he said. �It wouldn�t be safe for you if we went back now. If we�re carrying all this stuff it�ll be hard to fight if something attacks.�
There was something that he wasn�t saying, and I desperately wanted to know what it was. Rather than making an issue of it, I simply nodded. �That makes sense. There�s one other thing, though--do you think we could go shopping one more time in the morning? I just thought of something I think I could use on the other side of the well.�
�Okay,� he said, glancing around at the pile of bags and cartons we�d brought home. �You know, we�re going to have a hell of a time getting this stuff back to the village.�
I just shrugged. �We carried it back from the stores okay, and the village isn�t all that far from the well, after all. Besides, there�s a pretty good chance that we�ll run into one or more of the others--they can help. In any case, if it�s too much to take all at once, we�ll just take the food in first, then come back for the rest.�
We spent the rest of the evening repacking everything into the bags we had taken on our trip. Surprisingly, everything but the four cases of ramen fit easily into only one of the bags. Maybe we could pick up a few more general supplies while we were out the next morning.
Once Souta and Jiichan retired for the night, we decided to follow suit. I knew that he would be more than a little inhibited by the presence of the others so close by, so I didn�t expect very much in the way of pleasure this night. This was just as well, as I wanted to get to the bottom of his sudden reluctance to return to his world.
When he finally joined me in our bed, I asked, �Why did you want to stay here an extra night?�
I couldn�t see him in the darkness, but I could feel his unconcerned shrug. �I already told you--carrying all that stuff, I wouldn�t be able to fight if something went wrong. After all this I didn�t want to risk you or the pup.�
�NANI?�
He seemed to cringe a little, flattening his ears in anticipation of something decidedly unpleasant. �I warned you when you first went into heat. We both knew that this was a possibility.�
I was a little shaken. Yes, I wanted a family, and soon, but I didn�t understand how he could know so soon. �What makes you think that I�m pregnant?�
I could actually hear the smirk in his voice. �I can smell it.�
It was all a little much to digest at once. I stretched out next to him, pulling myself tight against his warmth. �Well,� I said, �I guess that means that I�ll be needing a few more things than I�d expected.�
He laughed softly, a sound I still wasn�t entirely used to. �More shopping, love?�
�Afraid so, but this won�t have to happen right away--there�ll be time to take care of all that later on.� I sighed with a certain satisfaction. �I guess we should get to sleep. We have a lot to do tomorrow.�
There was a brushing of soft lips against my ear, and a deep, quiet voice whispered, �You don�t think I came here to sleep, do you? Your heat scent is fading, but it�s not gone yet.� Those same lips traced a burning path from my ear to my lips, and I was left with absolutely no doubts as to his intentions.
�The noise�� I began, only to be silenced by yet another searing kiss.
�We�ll keep quiet, love. I can muffle your screams easily.� He ran a lazy hand casually over my body, smiling in the darkness as I trembled in anticipation of what was to come.
�I�m so glad�.�
Once again our lovemaking took on an entirely different flavor from the desperation of recent days. He proceeded slowly and carefully, teasing me to the very brink of my release, only to deny me that last step. I reached for him so that I could give him the same pleasure he was causing in me, but he kept pulling away. �No, love,� he whispered. �We can�t continue making love like this, so I want to make this something you�ll remember.�
�Nani--?� There was something I had to say, but it was lost in the sensations rushing through my body. Moving down my shuddering body, he spent what felt like an eternity touching and tasting my skin until he came at last to the center of the feelings he�d awakened in me. Taking a deep taste, he pulled himself back up my body, kissing me deeply while positioning himself at my entrance.
With a single smooth motion he was seated firmly inside me. He moved slowly, pulling nearly all the way out of my body before pushing only an inch or two back in. He made shallow thrusts, moving the very tip of his arousal slightly, driving me closer and closer to what promised to be a shattering release. I was moaning constantly, completely out of control, his lips crushing mine while he teased my body.
This seemed to go on forever, until some signal I couldn�t detect told him that the time had come. Grabbing my hips with both hands, he moved faster and harder, pounding us both to a screaming climax that would have awakened the entire household had we not muffled our cries in a burning kiss.
Although we only made love once this night, it was enough--we drifted off into a soft, dreamless sleep still tightly twined together.

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We were up and out of the shrine early the next morning. Not only did I have a couple more stops to make in the city, but we wanted to get home early enough to have a nice long visit with our friends before it grew too late.
Since Souta had already left for school and Mama had gone to the market, we waved to Jiichan as we made our way down the long steps to the street below. The good news was that we wouldn�t have to take public transportation, as both of the stores I needed to visit were nearby.
At the pharmacy I picked up a couple of paperback books about pregnancy and infant care as well as a couple of home pregnancy tests. Although I had no reason to doubt the accuracy of my mate�s hanyou nose I wanted to have independent confirmation of the fact. Only I could hear the low growl that erupted from behind me at the scandalized looks we received from the clerk in the store--until she noticed the matching rings we wore.
In that instant I changed from a wanton little slut to a young wife about to begin a family in her eyes. She even wished us luck. If it hadn�t been so funny I would probably have been a little insulted. Seeing that I was more amused than offended by the entire incident, Inuyasha simply wrapped a possessive arm around my waist as we strolled along to our next destination.
I knew instinctively that he would enjoy our next stop, and I wasn�t disappointed. One look at the variety of knives in the large display case at the front of the store and he was in love. Leaving him for just a few moments, I headed back to the rear of the store where the items I was looking for were kept.
Although I had learned archery using very traditional equipment, it seemed to me that the newer bows had some distinct advantages over those available in the Sengoku Jidai. The materials used were both lighter in weight and much more durable than wood, and they were scientifically designed for both greater accuracy and a much greater effective range.
I made my choice quickly, then picked a few dozen arrows made from a variety of different materials. I had occasionally had the problem of wooden arrows burning out when I energized them with my miko power--I hoped that the fiberglass, graphite, carbon fiber, and metal arrows I would be taking home with me would prevent that from happening in the future.
As I looked at the displays around the store, I was surprised to feel a pair of strong arms closing around my waist from behind. �Did you find everything you wanted, love?�
I looked up, smiling. �Almost. I think I�d like to get some gifts to take back for the others, though.�
Putting my purchases so far down at the front counter, we wandered through the store, making choices based on what we thought that our friends might find useful. We found a set of throwing knives in a bandolier that could be worn across either side of the chest for Sango, a fishing vest with dozens of pockets that Shippou could store all his weapon toys in, a backpack with lots of individual compartments for Kaede to use when she gathered herbs in the forest, a warm insulated blanket for Miroku, since he often slept sitting up against a tree trunk, and even a soft cushion and some freeze-dried fish for little Kirara.
Naturally, I couldn�t leave the store without picking up a little something for my mate, so I settled on a top-of-the-line set of knives, complete with a sharpening kit and bone saw, to make the chore of butchering the meat he caught for us a little easier.
Finally, we were ready to head back to the shrine to finish packing.
I had nearly stuffed all the gifts into the second bag when Inuyasha grabbed my left hand, placing a soft kiss on my palm like he had done during the ceremony. Before I could register what had happened, he had placed something around my left arm. Looking down, I realized that he had been doing a little shopping of his own. Beginning just behind the wrist joint, the leather completely encased my arm to the elbow. In slits on the back side of my arm were two small knives.
�What�s this for?�
He smiled, glad that he had managed to surprise me. �I�ve seen the bruises you get from your bow. This should help to protect your arm--and the knives will give you a little protection when you don�t have time to draw your bow.�
I glanced at him. �Don�t you think I attract enough attention? I remember all the funny looks I used to get by wearing my school uniform--won�t carrying knives be even worse?�
He turned suddenly serious, and I realized that this was something that really bothered him. �Even high noblewomen carry concealed weapons for their own protection. My mother used to wear a dagger strapped to her leg.� He sighed, then stood, pacing around the room. �You think you understand the dangers of my world, but you really don�t have any idea of how much worse it will be now. When it becomes known that we�ve mated, you�ll be a target. Humans--maybe even some of the ones from the village--will think that you�ve polluted yourself by allowing me to touch you. When they learn that you�re carrying our pup it�ll get even worse. Some will refuse to let you touch them. Others will hide their children from you for fear that looking at you will somehow corrupt them. As you get closer to your time, I won�t be able to leave you alone for a moment, lest some human zealot takes it into his head to rid the world of the hanyou filth.�
I sank to the bed in shock, not entirely believing what I was hearing. He sat next to me, gathering me into his strong embrace. �That�s what happened to my mother--she was killed by her own people because she wasn�t �strong enough� to take her own life rather than allowing a �filthy youkai� to touch her. The youkai,� he said, �Will be even worse. Even though my mark will protect you to a degree, there are those who would tear the pup from your body because you dare to taint the youkai bloodlines with your humanity. Although custom protects my mate, that protection doesn�t extend to my pups, at least not until they�re born.�
I shook my head, whether in denial or disagreement I couldn�t tell. �It won�t be so bad in the village. They know us, after all. Even more important, they respect Kaede--they won�t go against her to get at us.�
He half turned away from me, and I could barely hear his whispered, �That�s what my mother thought�.� Realizing that he had spoken aloud, he turned back to me. Taking both of my hands in his own, he said, �If you want, we can live here in your world. It would take some getting used to, but it would be safer for you and the pup.�
I jumped to my feet, dragging him with me. �Exactly how would it be safer? We have dangers here, too, you know. First of all, any pup of ours is bound to have some of your youkai features. Most people here don�t even believe that youkai exist--they would think that he was deformed. They might even think that I was a drug addict and take him from us--some kinds of drugs can cause deformities in infants.� He opened his mouth to speak, but I silenced him with a wave of my hand. �Yes, I know all about the concealing spells my part-youkai relatives use, but that�s not the answer, either. I know what coming here for a visit does to you, and I wouldn�t want you to have to live with that.�
He seemed to slump in on himself, pulling me closer so he could run a hand slowly down my back. �So what do we do?�
I looked up in confusion: I had never seen him look so utterly defeated. �That�s the easy part,� I said with the brightest smile I could manage. �We go home and talk to our family there. Then,� I said, letting some of the steel show in my voice, �You, Sango, Miroku, and Kaede are going to teach me everything I can learn about fighting.�
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