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Evolution
By : Macx
Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male
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Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha, nor make money from this story.
Chapter List
- 1-Evolution
- 2-part 2
- 3-part 3
- 4-part 4
- 5-part 5
- 6-part 6
- 7-part 7
- 8-part 8
- 9-part 9
- 10-part 10
- 11-part 11
- 12-part 12
- 13-part 13
- 1
- 2
- 3
It had been over a week now. Inuyasha was growing restless. He
had to forcefully remind himself that Kagome had asked him for two weeks,
but something was nagging at him, driving him insane with a worry he couldn't
define. Miroku was safely back at his side and ever since his lover's return,
the two men had reaffirmed their bond in numerous ways. Quite inventive,
too. And very, very pleasing, leaving them satisfied and limp and glowing.
Inuyasha didn't care what Kaede or anyone of the village thought about
them as long as Miroku was there.
And he was. Gods, he was. He couldn't get enough of this man. Maybe
it was a leftover reaction to the loss he had suffered. Miroku had died
in his arms because of the poisonous bees and only because of the Shikon
bond had he been able to revive. Those dark memories were a large part
of Inuyasha's thinking even now. Even though they were both close to immortal,
their life energy connected to the other, circling between them, restoring
the partner again and again, going through this again wasn't something
Inuyasha ever wanted to do again. Experiencing the helplessness, the fear,
the terror, the horror...
He pushed the darkness away. Looking around the hanyou found himself
at the well again.
'Don't you dare come after me.'
Kagome's words.
He had promised. He really had and he wouldn't. Three more days and
the two weeks were up. Then he would go if she hadn't returned by then.
"I knew I would find you here."
The soft words held a teasing tone and he glowered at the dark-haired
human smiling insolently at him.
"I'm not going after her," he muttered.
Miroku chuckled. "No, because you promised."
Inuyasha glared at him. "Yes, I promised!"
Those calm, violet eyes were making him crazy and Inuyasha whirled around
with a huff, stalking away from the well. He still felt edgy, as if something
was very wrong. Miroku fell in step beside him.
"You're worried?" he asked, voice even now. Serious.
The hanyou nodded, ears twitching.
"Any idea why?"
"No."
"Gut feeling? Instinct."
Another nod.
Miroku fell silent. "You could check on her," he said after a while.
"She would skin me alive if I showed up and everything was fine. She
has tests and whatever else. I know she wouldn't be happy."
The monk stepped in front of him and smiled slightly. "You can be stealthy
if you want to, koishii. Just sneak a look around to calm your nerves,
then get back. She doesn't have to know."
Inuyasha frowned. "I'd be breaking a promise," he pointed out.
Miroku shrugged. "Not really. You're not coming after her, just... checking
if she's okay. It's either that or you stop running a groove into the ground."
He smiled at the last.
Inuyasha sighed deeply and glanced back at the well. It looked innocent
in the soft sunlight, the trees moving in the gentle breeze. Old wooden
boards, a black hole in the ground, long since dried up. Nothing dangerous,
nothing suspicious, and the only connection between this time and Kagome's
world. The source of his anxiety.
"Tomorrow," he finally said and started walking again.
Miroku said nothing, just followed him.
*
That night, Inuyasha lay in his lover's arms, listening to the regular
breathing, the slow heart beat, reveled in the reassuring warmth of the
living body with him, but the tension hadn't left him. They had made love,
slow and sensual, Miroku's nimble fingers finding and rediscovering all
of his partner's sensitive spots, and when he had sheathed himself in Inuyasha's
body, the hanyou had forgotten about his ill feelings for a moment. There
had been nothing but the incredible sensation of this man inside him. His
man... his lover, his mate, his bonded.
Release had wiped his mind, had made him collapse and cling to the hot,
sweaty body that covered him, but when his heart had slowed down and his
mind had cleared of the post-coital bliss, the foreboding had returned.
It sat heavily on his mind.
Something was wrong.
Something had happened.
*
Inuyasha rose even before the sun started to crawl up from the horizon.
The land was still covered in darkness, but the first gray slivers of the
approaching day were visible. A noise behind him made him turn around and
the hanyou frowned as he saw Miroku get up, sleepily reaching for his clothes.
"Miro..." he started, but the other man cut him off with a smile.
"I'm coming along. Too cold to be alone."
Inuyasha frowned, but he didn't protest the company. Watching his lover
dress, he kept an eye out for any possible trouble, though ever since Naraku's
defeat there had been little youkai problems. He suspected most were just
too glad to be free of the evil darkness, able to move freely without the
danger of being absorbed, and many of the peaceful youkai had gone back
to being just that: peaceful. He knew that the more powerful and evil-minded
of the survivors would try something sooner or later, terrorizing the weak
and exploiting the innocent. Well, he would wait if some stupid youkai
would try and take a piece out of him or his friends, then deal with it.
"Let's go," Miroku said softly.
Inuyasha gazed out over the silent, semi-lit surroundings. Here and
there a few animals milled, mostly chicken or ducks, but no one was up
yet. He shivered slightly in the fresh air and pulled his kimono more tightly
around his form.
They walked quietly to the well.
The sun was rising and it was growing lighter, but the silence around
them was still very much complete except for a few early birds.
"You still feel ill about the well?" Miroku inquired, the jingle of
his staff unnaturally loud in the morning air.
Inuyasha nodded, face tight. "I don't know why. It's perfectly safe.
No evil spirits left."
The monk nodded in agreement. He would have been the first to notice.
The well sat in the middle of the clearing, long shadows stretching
toward the forest as the first rays of the sun touched it. There was no
darkness anywhere, no evil aura, just the old wooden well, unused by humans
for decades. Inuyasha walked closer to it, inspecting the low walls. Miroku
stopped at one side, closing his eyes, concentrating. His features smoothed
out, his head tilted slightly, but there was no alarm in his face.
"Nothing," he said after a while. "I can feel no evil influence."
Inuyasha sighed explosively. Maybe he was really wrong, but he had always
trusted his instincts and they had never led him wrong.
"Inuyasha?"
He looked into the warm, violet eyes.
"Go. Check on Kagome. It'll make you feel better."
Miroku smiled warmly and Inuyasha nodded.
"I'll be back as quickly as possible," he promised.
And with that he jumped into the well -
-- only to land abruptly and quite unexpectedly on the hard-packed earth
at the bottom of the well.
tbc...
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Evolution	By : Macx Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2806 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own InuYasha, nor make money from this story.

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