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Forget the Storm	By : ChelseaTygers Category: InuYasha AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 8953 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha, nor do I own the characters from the series. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Ree-san: According to fanfiction law, there are a certain amount of clichés I must include in each story, though I do try and twist such things so as to make them a little more unexpected.
Dunkelgelb: And now you’ve given away the end of Chapter 20, you jerk.
18: Flying High Again
The hotel room was abandoned, their stuff was packed (even the giant stuffed rabbit, miraculously), the baggage was checked, and they had boarded the plane. Inuyasha smiled at Kagome, whose head was resting on his shoulder. It was like all the bad things between them had never even happened. No, it was better than that. It was better because they had happened and they made it through with a new, deeper love and understanding. Kagome understood the darkness he never wanted to tell her without him even having to speak. Somehow, as long as he didn’t say anything, her knowing was okay. One day, maybe, he would be able to explain his life before her, but that day was not coming anytime in the foreseeable future.
Thankfully, there was no overly amorous flight attendant to try and ruin the newfound peace between them. Inuyasha finally got his pretzels and Kagome was out like a light, making little murmuring noises in between light snores. In just a few hours, they would be home, and he’d hopefully get to sleep and Kagome wouldn’t bug him to do anything. Though he knew hoping was futile since Kagome had mentioned going out to the park, he still did. But for now, everything was perfect.
Except for the fact that he wanted to feel Kagome’s sweetly grasping wet pussy around his cock just once before they returned to their humdrum lives.
No sooner than he had that thought did Kagome snort awake, mumbling something incoherent before unbuckling her seatbelt and flipping up their trays so she could get up. Patting her on the bottom, Inuyasha gave her hand a squeeze before she was too far away on her journey to the bathroom. Sighing, he stared out the window, wishing he could see something other than clouds at the moment. A flash of white sticking out from where Kagome’s tray was folded up caught his eye, and he grabbed at the napkin, not even knowing why he did so. On the paper were a few little doodles that Kagome had created before take-off, random little things like a stick figure with what looked like his ears and a giant rabbit stomping on a rainbow and crushing it to bits. In the corner of the napkin framed by hearts were a few words in Kagome’s loopy, girlish script.
I always wanted to join the mile high club.
Inuyasha choked on a gasp, immediately looking around him as though the other passengers would be able to know what he had read. Once it was established that no one on board was capable of reading minds, he scanned the little note about a hundred more times in quick succession. Kagome, his Kagome, had written such a thing and left it for him to find. There was no doubt about it. His cock twitched in his pants and he wondered how he’d go about stealthily fulfilling her desire. The brain he had been gifted with tried all sorts of scenarios, but his inner clock was ticking louder than anything else and he wrestled out of his belt, burst out of his seat, and practically ran for the bathroom at the front of the plane.
He knocked twice and cleared his throat, suddenly feeling like he lacked oxygen. The door opened and he was dragged inside the small space, wondering how they even managed to fit and if they’d be able to get out again. Hopefully, this wouldn’t be a repeat of the spectacularly failed sixty-nine session. Scenting the air, he groaned as Kagome’s fruity arousal tickled his senses, his mouth falling open as he almost tasted it. Suddenly, nothing else mattered anymore. He wanted her more than he had ever wanted anything. He needed her, and it was deeper than any physical need. It was mental, spiritual, emotional. All-consuming. The fact that she still loved him after everything he had put her through, still accepted him even when she knew what he allowed to happen to him for most of his life, was everything.
Lifting her up and plopping her down on the ridiculous excuse for a sink, Inuyasha crushed Kagome to him, his lips gentle despite the force, his entire solar plexus burning with love for her. She melted against him, warm and soft and eager, her arms twining around his neck as she kissed him back, loving him without words. Her legs wrapped around him tight and he yanked her shirt up, baring her braless breasts to his eyes. Wasting no time, he buried his face in her flesh, idly wondering how much time they’d have before the inevitable interruption. There were demons on the flight and probably among the staff and they’d be sure to smell or hear what was going on in the bathroom.
Her nipples went hard in his mouth and he sucked like it was the first time. Still sweeter than candy… Taking her legs from around his waist, he spread them open wide, a feat that would not have been possible if Kagome weren’t so petite. A quick glance showed him she wasn’t wearing underwear, and he hurriedly began to rub her clit with his index finger, teasing her with little clockwise circles to make her even wetter than she already was. Regretfully, there was little time for foreplay since they were on a crowded flight and needed to finish before they were interrupted. However, Kagome was wetter than ever and he couldn’t remember ever being so hard, which would definitely help them.
An idea occurred to him.
“Kagome, can we do it now?” he gasped after pulling away from her breasts. They were grinding together now, and somehow he was down to his boxers, which were quickly on their way to his knees.
“Um, yeah,” she whispered. “Has it been so long you’ve forgotten how it goes?”
He growled at her and gave her smiling mouth a kiss. “No, I mean, the other thing…”
It took her a few seconds, but then her face lit up in understanding. “You still want to? With me?”
“Nobody else,” he responded truthfully. “You’re the only one I’ve ever loved.” The admission made his face color, but it needed to be said, even if he felt stupid for not being able to eloquently express himself.
Her eyes shone in what seemed to be something like the old adoration she’d given him before all that shit went wrong between them. “I love you, too, Inuyasha. You’re it.”
She nodded her consent to the ritual, and a second after he pulled his boxers down he was inside her. Somehow she was warmer than anyone had ever been, tighter, softer, wetter. At this rate, it wasn’t going to last long. He wasn’t gonna last long. Kagome’s eyes were little slits, the darkened and glazed blue peeking through at him. Her lower lip trembled; she was close. Somehow everything was in sync with the two of them. Grabbing her bottom, he lifted her up a little more and plunged into her faster, his thrusts becoming shallower and shallower in his own need until they were merely grinding together again, this time as one. The side of her neck was damp with her own sweat and his breath. Every so often, his tongue would dart out to lick it, he just couldn’t help himself. She tasted divine, the knowledge that she would soon be his entirely forever making the very air he breathed sweeter.
Kagome cried out his name just as she began to rapidly pulse around him, and he knew then he had to seize the moment. In a flash, her flesh was between his teeth, and he clamped down, raising a hand just in time to cover her mouth and subdue her surprised scream. The vibrations against his palm coupled with the taste of her blood that filled his mouth made him shoot inside her, jet after jet, groaning his muffled pleasure into her wound.
After a few moments of them rocking out their orgasms, he withdrew both fang and member from her. Kagome, still recovering from her orgasm, brought her flushed and rosy face close to his and laid a kiss on his wanting mouth.
“Did it work?” she asked, a bit of worry seeping into her tone.
Savoring the lingering taste of her blood, he nodded, fixing her clothes so she’d at least look more or less presentable. “Of course it did. Now you’re really mine.”
“More like now you’re mine,” she replied, tugging his boxers back up and caressing his navel with the tips of her fingers. His muscles fluttered in response along with his heart. “I’ve always been yours.”
Sighing, he decided to let it go and began to pull up his pants, only to realize he was still mostly erect and his desire was increasing by the moment. Kagome’s eyes were fixated on the bulge outlined by the thin cotton of his underwear, and the feel of her gaze made him twitch down below. As she reached out her hand, seemingly in a lustful trance, he caught her by the wrist before he got too wrapped up in the mood that was beginning to permeate the cramped chamber.
“Not now,” he whispered, almost hating himself for his refusal. “Don’t wanna get kicked off the plane,” he joked. It was more than that, though. Now that he had an official position at the company, he was very recognizable, and he didn’t want to be yelled at by his father should anyone recognize him and report his rather inappropriate behavior. There were kids on the flight, for fuck’s sake!
“But I want you,” Kagome whispered back, a slight whine in her voice that made his mouth go dry. “God, Inuyasha, as soon as we get off this plane, we’re going to bed!”
He nodded and gulped, his eyes on her pussy that was still leaking his cum and her own juices. Grabbing some paper, he began to clean her. To his shock and surprise, she began to moan and move her hips, and he became so drawn in that he switched from wiping the mess away and began to concentrate on her clit, telling himself he was just helping her out and that she deserved it. By the time she came, expelling more of his cum on a flood of her own, he was panting, his tongue darting out and tasting the air like some sort of reptile. More than anything, he wanted to bury his face inside her quickly followed by his cock. Before he realized it, he was doing just that, and instead of shoving him away from her overly sensitized parts, his wife brought him closer, pulling him by his twitching ears. Even that felt good!
“Fuck, Kagome, I think something’s wrong,” he moaned in between licks.
“M-maybe it’s because we haven’t done it in so long,” she suggested, bucking her hips.
Inuyasha began to jerk himself off, wishing it was her small, soft hand that held him. He was about to tell her that it hadn’t been that long for him, but thankfully stopped himself at the last minute. As much as he loved Kagome, she had never affected him quite like this before. No one had. It just wasn’t natural. It occurred to him that maybe this was just how mated couples were. But that wasn’t right! His mother and father had certainly been very close, but if they had ever felt the way he did right now, they would have spent all of their time in their room. Maybe it wore off? He didn’t know whether that would be a good thing or a bad thing.
In a few more seconds, they were both cumming, and when his lust wasn’t abated in the least, he knew with certainty that something was definitely off.
“Come on, let’s go,” he muttered, forcing himself not to look at her lest they lose another half hour.
“I’ll go first,” she said shakily.
He could smell the heat between her legs that showed no sign of receding. They were definitely, definitely in trouble. Giving in to the almost overwhelming temptation, Inuyasha kissed her, feeling one giant, heart-piercing burst of love after another, the rare kind he previously felt only in very special moments with Kagome, like the beginning of their mating. It was enough to bring him to his knees, and he was saved only by the tininess of the bathroom, slamming his hands down on the sink. Kagome seemed similarly affected and clung to him, taking one gasping breath after another, shaking like a leaf.
“Can you walk?” he breathed after an extended lip lock.
“I-I think so…” Her cheeks were still a charming shade of pink and he groaned, closing the short distance between them to taste her lips again, grinding his semi into her stomach.
“You taste too good,” he said against her skin, moving down to her neck.
“Something’s definitely different, Inuyasha!” Kagome said, sounding stronger. Only the ever increasing scent of her arousal let him know that she was still in the same state. “I better go before someone needs to use the restroom. Follow me in a couple minutes, okay?”
Tearing himself away from her, he nodded, sure that everyone knew what they had been doing since the bathroom was at the front of the plane, so leaving separately wasn’t needed. Still, he’d humor her, if only so he could be alone for a few seconds to see if that would make him want to stop fucking her. What the fuck was going on?! Had someone drugged them or something? His mind worked to think of a possible explanation, but it only went back to the ritual. Had he fucked it up somehow? Panicking, he fished his phone out of his pocket, pulling his jeans back up as he did so. His shaking fingers managed to dial his father’s number and he took deep breaths in an attempt to calm himself. All that did was force more of Kagome’s delicious lingering scent into his nose and he groaned aloud, his nether regions throbbing.
“Inuyasha! Is your plane early? The car’s not going to arrive for another couple hours, so—”
“Kagome said she wanted to join the mile high club so we went to fuck in the bathroom and we mated and it was great but weird ‘cause my dick won’t go down and she’s still wet as fuck and I fucked it up somehow and I don’t know what to do!” Inuyasha hissed into the phone, his words running together in quick succession.
Toga was silent. “You mated on the plane?” he asked, confused. “Why not the hotel?”
“We were too busy with tourist shit Kagome wanted to do and there was just never enough time to even have sex,” he lied, knowing his father wouldn’t quite believe that.
Again, he was silent. “Inuyasha, what did your mother tell you about the ritual?”
“That we had to be in an emotional place of peace and harmony or some shit. And we were! We just worked all our shit out and everything was great, so I don’t know what went wrong.”
His father exhaled strong through his nostrils, a sign of frustration. “That is true, however, that’s not all there is to it. The ritual preserves your feelings for one another at the very exact moment it is enacted. Do you remember what was going on in your head and heart at that very moment?”
“All I could think about was how much I loved her,” he responded truthfully.
“Was that really it?” he asked in a knowing tone.
Inuyasha sighed. “Well, that and how much I wanted to fuck her and everything…”
“So you didn’t have any kind of intimate activity at all during the honeymoon?”
“No,” he pouted, remembering. “Um, well, there were a couple times when we got all worked up but it never went all the way.”
“This appears to be worse than I thought,” Toga sighed. “Usually, the mating ritual occurs after the participants are already used to one another’s bodies, preferably after they’ve already been intimate that day, just so lust can take a backseat to the more important emotions. I’m just thankful you were also experiencing higher emotions at the same time. No doubt Kagome was as well.”
“So wait, we’re stuck like this?!” Inuyasha squeaked. “There’s no cure? It won’t wear off?”
“I’m afraid not. Once you’ve mated, you can’t undo it and mate again. Damn it, Inuyasha, I thought you’d at least educated yourself before taking such a big step!”
Inuyasha remained silent, picturing his life with a constant erection. “Kagome wanted to take Hajime to the park today. I don’t wanna be arrested…” he trailed off in a daze.
“If you just concentrate on the love rather than the lust, I’m sure you’ll get used to it eventually, son. Mind over matter. When Izayoi and I first mated, we couldn’t be out of one another’s sight without her bursting into tears and me wanting to kill someone and hurry back to her. And now look at us!”
Inuyasha thought of his currently agoraphobic attached-at-the-hip parents and remembered his childhood of an angry, absent father and a crying mother. Fuck, he was definitely gonna be arrested. He hoped he could talk Kagome out of going to the park, but she had seemed dead-set on it. His pants tightened as he imagined fucking her in a swing. Well, that might be worth the time spent in handcuffs, and he was sure if they explained everything just right, the jury might sympathize with them.
“Gotta go, old man. See ya,” he said abruptly, hanging up.
Sighing, he looked at himself in the mirror, seeing the obvious stress in his face. Right. Mind over matter. Brain over dick. Shouldn’t be hard—or, well, difficult. Fixing his pants properly, he exited the bathroom, ignoring the array of looks he got, ranging from congratulatory to embarrassed for him to offended. Hey, if they had a hot significant other with them on the plane, they’d probably feel differently. Easily ignoring them, he found his way back to Kagome, who was beginning to doze.
A light moan followed by a whimper and the smell of her arousal made him stiffen. It was gonna be a long flight.
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Kagome rushed into his parents’ home while he opted to stay in the car, bored and half-asleep as he waited for her to bring Hajime out. Though he had tried his hardest to get her to stay in, it was no use. She knew very well that he was willing to do absolutely anything to make her really trust him again, and she was going to use that until she couldn’t anymore. Spending time he could be sleeping or fucking Kagome to instead take his family on an outing wasn’t exactly bad, but there were plenty of other things he’d rather do. About ten minutes after she had rushed in, Kagome came back out, smiling broadly as she attempted to wave goodbye to his parents in the doorway, run to the car, and cover a laughing Hajime in kisses. Inuyasha was surprised at the size of the kid. He was no longer a little red screaming ball.
“Say ‘Hi, Daddy’!” Kagome said in what he recognized to be her “Mommy” voice.
Hajime completely ignored him and instead tugged violently on Kagome’s hair. He wasn’t old enough to hit yet, so Inuyasha just stared at him.
“Did you bring diapers?” he asked, not wanting to be objected to the foul smell of babyness.
Kagome nodded, busying herself with smoothing the fine little black hairs on their son’s head. Inuyasha was beginning to regret allowing her to have her way. The kid just kept saying ‘ba ba ba ba ba’ over and over and over. When the hell did they learn real words?
“…Is he going to just keep saying that?” he asked tentatively, glancing at Kagome.
“What?”
“That same thing over and over.”
Kagome rolled her eyes. “He’s a baby, Inuyasha. Get that through your skull. Here, you know what? Hold him.”
Before he could react, she had shoved the baby in his lap. Immediately, he pulled his hands away, not wanting to nick him with his claws. Hajime giggled and the weight of his giant head caused him to fall backwards. Panicking, Inuyasha grabbed the collar of his shirt and yanked him forward, and again his massive cranium forced him to fall, this time into him. He stilled at the feeling of the almost-hug, Hajime’s little hands patting his stomach as he giggled and continued with his gibberish. Becoming curious, he picked him up and brought him to his face in order to better study him. He still had Kagome’s eyes. Something within Inuyasha softened and he sat the kid down on his lap, intending to face him away but instead letting the boy continue to stare at him while Kagome set up the car seat.
The entire ride to the park, Hajime just stared at him, fist in his mouth. At first, it made him uncomfortable, but then it occurred to him: did he even remember him? Babies had a memory of only three seconds. Or was that goldfish? Maybe both? Either way, he didn’t think the boy sitting to his right knew of their relationship. Whenever the baby looked at Kagome, he immediately broke out into a huge smile and reached his arms out at her. Meanwhile, all he got was a blank stare.
Inuyasha’s thoughts continued along that line even as they toured the nearest park, which was nearly an hour away due to his father’s isolationist tendencies. Kagome spread out the dark blue blanket she had brought along and set Hajime down on it with a stuffed elephant he ignored in favor of chewing on the end of the blanket. Sighing, Inuyasha lay down on the blanket next to Hajime since the length of fabric was so small he had no choice. Kagome sat down on the other side of their child, watching him in a loving fascination he could not quite understand. Hajime, quickly growing bored with the blanket, reached out to Kagome and tugged on her hair. When that toy was yanked back from him, he turned his sights on the half-demon of their company and crawled over to him. For a while, they just stared at each other, Inuyasha wondering if he should say something or just roll over.
“Koogoo!” Hajime screeched happily.
“What the fuck, Kagome?!” Inuyasha yelled.
She looked more confused and startled than guilty. “What? Don’t curse in front of Hajime!”
“He knows who Kōga is but he doesn’t even recognize me!”
Kagome’s eyes narrowed. “And whose fault is that, Inuyasha?” They glared at each other for a moment before she sighed and looked away. “That’s just regular baby gibberish. He says it all the time. He hasn’t even said his first real word yet.”
Hajime, meanwhile, had returned to his favorite sound, “ba”, repeating it over and over and over.
“Did you hear that?!” Kagome squealed.
“What?” he asked, still upset. The desire humming through his veins wasn’t making it any easier.
“He just said ‘Papa’!” Kagome snatched Hajime from his lap and covered him in kisses. Just as Inuyasha was beginning to feel left out, she did the same to him, taking her phone and snapping photo after photo.
“He’s been saying ‘baba’ all day, not ‘papa’,” he muttered under his breath, knowing Kagome was too excited to listen.
Cooing her own gibberish at Hajime, Kagome stood up with him in her arms and went to go show him some flowers. Feeling relieved, Inuyasha settled down for a nap, for the first time in a long time feeling that everything was right in the world.
O/o/O
“It ain’t my fault we got kicked out of the park!” he snapped, keeping his eyes on the scenery they passed as they neared home.
“You can’t just dunk a baby in a fountain, Inuyasha!” Kagome said for the billionth time.
“They do it in churches all the time. That fuckin’ rent-a-cop can’t tell me what to do with my own fuckin’ kid. How the hell else is he gonna learn how to swim?”
She just rolled her eyes. “I left to go to the bathroom for two minutes and everything goes to hell… We probably wouldn’t have been told to leave had Hajime not had an accident in the water.”
Inuyasha started to laugh, trying to keep the sound muffled both so Kagome wouldn’t hear and so Hajime would not wake up. As the car pulled up to the house, he exited, leaving Kagome to deal with the baby. He was sure that if he did anything it would only end up hurting the kid. Looking forward to a good fuck and a long slumber, he walked up to the door. Hearing a noise in the small copse of trees to the right of the entryway, he looked only to see a person emerge. They were disheveled with baggy clothes, a haunted look on their face. At first, he thought it was Mrs. Higurashi, but that image quickly dissolved and he realized it was Kikyo.
“Uh, weren’t you transferred already?” he asked, incredibly uncomfortable with the way she was staring at him. His mind was trying to think up a way to get her out of sight before Kagome was done bringing the baby in.
His former secretary’s face crumpled and she began to cry, a shocking act from someone as proper and prideful as herself.
“I’m pregnant.”
End note: Could not resist the soap opera end… Hahahahahaaaa. But you all already guessed it, didn't you?
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