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He Touched Me
By: TuxedoUranus89
Disclaimer: I don’t
own InuYasha. The goddess Rumiko Takahashi does and we’re just allowed to play
with the characters. =3
Author’s Notes: Whew,
first chapter’s over, so the huge Darky Doomy Darkness part is over, and now there’s
only Traumatizing Doomy parts left. =D I’ll try my best to be all emotional and
heart-wrenching here, and forgive some partially OOC-ness, but hey, the girl
just went through some traumatizing shit, expect her, and him, to act a little
differently. (oh, and I must say, four reviews in one
hour on a new fic?? Gee, if I’d’ve known that higher ratings = more reviews,
I’d’ve done this ages ago! XD Thank you everyone!!) Enjoy!
Kneeling
carefully, InuYasha gently set Kagome down. He slit through the ropes and eased
her arms around to the front of her body, watching her face twitch
unconsciously as he moved her left arm. He frowned, and gently lay her down. Carefully
taking her left arm up, he rolled the sleeve back. A low rumble vibrated
through his chest, and his eyes flashed, seeing the swelling and purpling signs
of a broken forearm. Her leg was looking the same. He carefully put her arm
back down, and started to get up, but then he noticed the blood on his hands.
Looking back down, InuYasha’s eyes flashed again as he noted
all the blood around her wrists. Dammit…
Carefully,
InuYasha slid his hands under Kagome’s body, and picked her up. The movement
woke her. She gasped, and then screamed. “DON’T! GET OFF OF ME, STOP IT!!! INUYASHAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!”
His
heart hurt. It hurt more than his ears did. He hated hearing her in pain like
this. Kneeling quickly, he tried to cover her mouth gently, speaking softly and
quickly into her ear. “Kagome! Kagome, it’s me, stop it! I’m here, you’re ok,
it’s ok, Kagome!”
She
struggled for a moment longer, and then stilled, tears falling down her muddy
face. InuYasha removed his hand from her mouth. “I’m sorry.” He said softly,
hating himself for touching her more than she wanted to be.
“InuYasha…”
Kagome sobbed, burying her face into his haori.
He held
her close, trying not to jostle any of her breaks and bruises, stroking her
hair soothingly, whispering nonsense words into her ear, letting her cry her
hurt out. “I’m sorry, Kagome… I’m so sorry I wasn’t there sooner…”
She
sniffed, and looked up at him through her one good eye. “You came though.” Her
voice was a croak from all the abuse. “You came, just in time… wasn’t it?”
He
thought about it. He scented her for a minute, and nodded. “I still wish I
could have been there sooner… I could have saved you all this…” He looked over
her battered body. Blushing, he looked back at her face. “We need to get you
into the water though, you need cleaned up…” And as much as she’s still intact, I need to get those fuckers’ scents
off of her… I can’t stand her smelling like them anymore…
Kagome
nodded, wincing as she did so. “Ok.” She sniffed again, and raised her good arm
to wipe away her tears, wincing when she touched her bruised eye. InuYasha
nuzzled her briefly. “You’ll have a nice sunrise tomorrow.” He said softly.
She
looked at him quizzically. He shook his head. “It’s a bad joke, never mind.”
Kagome made a noise that meant she wanted him to explain, or else she’d be
upset. He sighed. “You’ll sit me.” She frowned, and gave him a ‘tell me, or I
will’ look. Lowering his ears in defeat, he told her, “By morning it will
probably look like the sun came up in your eye, different colors of bruising.”
Kagome
leaned her head against him. “That’s a horrible joke…”
“I
know, I’m sorry…” InuYasha lay her down and took off his haori and undershirt.
Kagome shrank back. “W-What’re you doing?”
“You’re
going to wear that when we’re done. Your clothes aren’t fit to wear in public
anymore.” InuYasha grunted, lifting her up gently. Kagome squeaked. “But I’m
dressed!! I can’t get into the water like this!!”
“Stupid.”
He chided gently, nuzzling her hair again. “You’d sit me until I drowned if I
took you in naked, and you’re in no condition to be in there by yourself.” He
was up to his waist in water, and sat down. “Plus, the strips we cut from your
clothes will make better bandages if they’re wet.”
Kagome
made a noise when she was up to her neck in warm water. She cringed and hid her
face in the crook of InuYasha’s neck. “It burns…” InuYasha rubbed her back
soothingly. “I know, I know…” He murmured to her. “Just wait.”
She
nodded, and his heart broke. She was cracked inside, they’d broken her; he knew
it, and it was killing him. “Here, we need to clean you up, you’re caked in mud
and blood…” He murmured. Kagome sniffed again and gave a short laugh despite
herself. “Come on, can’t you be gallant for once and say I’ve never looked
better?”
You’re always beautiful… “If I said
that, you wouldn’t believe me. Or you’d wonder what was wrong with me. Now, lean
back, I’ve got you.” InuYasha instructed, holding her gently by her upper back
as she floated on her back in the water. He kept his eyes firmly on her head,
knowing full well what her shirt was doing to her chest at the moment.
Kagome
glanced up at him, and noticed the determined look on his face as he delicately
combed the muck from her hair with his claws. What wasn’t purpling on her face
slowly turned red as she realized why. Tears leaked out of her eyes, and she
choked back another sob. InuYasha, of course, took it the wrong way. “Am I hurting you? Dammit,
Kagome, don’t cry, I can’t stand it when you fucking cry!” The words were out
of his mouth before he could stop them, and Kagome immediately stopped, or tried
to. His ears lowered, and he pulled her closer to him. Her hair was mostly
clean, and he knew she would want to try and fix it herself with her own
bathing things. He pulled her up and held her close against his chest, nuzzling
her wet hair and whining gently to let her know he was sorry. I just keep putting my fucking foot into it…
“I’m trying… not to be so… I know you’re hurting…” InuYasha cracked a knuckle
in frustration for not coming up with the right words. “I’m working on it, and
you know how… my mouth doesn’t exactly… I can’t… uh…” At this point he was
grinding a rock into gravel, unable to come up with what he wanted to say that
wouldn’t upset her. “You know how I am.” He lamely finished.
Kagome
leaned against him, trembling slightly from the heat and their closeness. “I
know…” She whispered. “I just… I’m scared, can you blame me for it? I know it’s
you, but I… I can feel…” She broke into sobs again, and InuYasha panicked
again. “I c-c-can feel… their s-s-s-slimy hands-s-s a-a-all over… He
t-t-touched m-me, th-they all t-touched me!!” She sobbed. His ears were back
again, and he tried to soothe her. “Shhh, it’s ok, they can’t get you now, it’s
ok…” Kagome sobbed harder. “H-How can y-y-you be sure?! They might, might come
again, t-t-to do me in w-worse—”
InuYasha silenced
her when he turned her to look at him, silenced her with the cold, calculated
look in his eyes. “They’re dead.” He told her quietly. “I killed every last one
of them for taking you from me. For doing what they did, and trying to…” The
words stuck in his throat. He couldn’t say it, say the words they both knew
came next; it made him angry all over again, thinking them, seeing the pained,
frightened, defeated look on Kagome’s face when he shattered the wall… Kagome
looked at him for a moment longer now, and then rested her head against his
chest. She was silent for a moment. “Good.” She remarked quietly.
He stared down at
her. She wasn’t quite the innocent girl she had been just yesterday at this
time. She was different inside, he knew; he’d seen the same haunted look in her
eyes in many eyes of women who had received worse than she, and nothing sealed
the fact more than she showed no remorse for what he had done. It could be worse… He supposed, bringing
a handful of water up to her face and gently washing the tear-streaked dirt off
of one cheek. She could be doing that
captive-sympathy thing… Then again, I’m not sure they would have let her live
long enough for her to grow sympathetic or attached… or if she would let
herself live that long. It hurt him to think that, but he knew it was true.
He also knew that if he had been unable to save her, he would have preferred
her to, instead of living a hellish nightmare for a life.
With gentle hands,
he did his best to get as much of the dirt and dried blood from her face as
possible, wincing when she did if he brushed a bruise too hard. Kagome wiped
water from her eyes when he finished, gasping as she touched the blackened eye.
“How bad is it?” She asked, pointing to her face to show what she meant.
InuYasha frowned. “You’re asking me that? Why?” She frowned in reply. He
sighed, wondering why she was doing this to herself. “You’re eye’s gonna be a
mess for a few weeks, your cheekbones look like you’ve got ash all over them,
and you’ve got a cut or two on your forehead, and one in your eyebrow above the
black eye.” Kagome looked down, and tried to see for herself in the water, but
the sun’s angle made it difficult to discern much. “Oh…”
Lifting her into the
air gently, InuYasha stood, and walked back to shore. He sat her down against a
tree, and threw his shirts at her. “Take your wet things off and put those on.”
He told her, turning his back for her sake. Kagome coughed, and his ears
flicked back to her. She sighed. “InuYasha, I… My arm, I can’t…” The hanyou
turned, a blush staining his cheeks. “What do you want me to do about it?”
Again, the words were out of his mouth before he could stop to think.
Her good eye
narrowed. “Look, I don’t want you to either, but seeing as how you’re the only
one here who can do anything to help, I’m asking you. If not I guess I’ll just
sit here and catch my death from infected wounds and bones that can’t heal
properly, and sitting around in springtime in wet, shredded clothing!” She
snapped, seconds away from sitting him into next week.
InuYasha snorted, still
having the good graces to blush, and knelt beside her. “I’m already feeling
guilty enough, you don’t have to give me a pretty speech to pour salt into my
wounds…” He muttered, slicing through the back of her shirt easily. He
purposely missed the back of her bra, leaving her with a small bit of decency,
and pulled the rest of the ruined shirt off, being careful with her injured
arm. Kagome cried out anyway, and InuYasha knew he had to get it splinted soon;
she wasn’t going to like that anymore than him just touching it. The garment
gone, InuYasha steeled his nerves, and slit through her skirt, no more than
tatters around her waist. He wondered for a minute why he was worried about
removing it completely when it barely had covered anything to begin with, never
mind in its current state, and pulled it free. Feeling sure that every visible
inch of his skin, and even his ears, were bright red, InuYasha pointedly looked
at the ground near her feet, and threw the haori over her as soon as his
fingers found the fabric.
Oddly enough, it
wasn’t as uncomfortable as she had feared it would be. Sure, she had a feeling
of dread, but this was InuYasha. The man could barely string two words together
without putting his foot in his mouth, let alone try and seduce a woman, and he
was nothing like Miroku. He wasn’t like the bandits, eager to get a glimpse of
skin before beating her into submission and forcing themselves on her. He was
trying to take care of her, and was being a good sport about doing something
that obviously put him way out of his comfort zone. She suppressed a smile as
his face got redder and redder, and noted with faint amusement that his ears
were turning pink. Kagome knew exactly why, and he probably did too: her
panties were long gone, lost somewhere during the night. Squeaking in protest
as the haori covered her from her head to her knees, she pulled it down and
looked at him. His eyes were still trained on her feet, but he had turned away
from her slightly; his jaw was set, and… was he sweating? It wasn’t even that
warm out.
InuYasha gritted his
teeth, and attempted to calm down. FUCK.
I can’t let her get to me like this… Not now, not when she’s like this. Fucking
bastard, I’m not worse than them, getting excited by the thought of a naked
woman… Kagome made an inquisitive noise. One of his ears flicked back in
her direction. “I can… I can try to get it on… I just need you to… to tie it,
ok?” She stammered. He let out a strained sigh, and moved to kneel behind her,
thankful that he’d gotten his arousal under some form of control. “Here, let
me…” His voice drifted off as he got a good look at her back.
Her shoulders were
one large bruise. Purpling handprints adorned her sides, and from what he could
see, continued across her bottom. Kagome started a little when she heard
InuYasha growl. “What’s wrong?” She asked. She felt his hair drift back and
forth across her back as he leaned forward to take his haori. “More bruising… I
can’t do anything about these, they’ll just have to heal in their own time. You
won’t want to lay down for a while.” He draped the fire-rat cloth over her
shoulders to hide the offending marks, fighting back the impulse to destroy the
corpses he left behind. Kagome slipped her good arm through the slits in the
haori’s sleeves, and he helped her with the other arm. Helping her stand on her
good leg, InuYasha reached around her and folded the openings closed, tying the
shut with the sleeves. On her, it was almost a dress, and certainly covered
more than her usual outfit did.
Sitting her back down,
InuYasha put on his white undershirt again. Kagome watched as he bound up into
a nearby tree, and began hacking off limbs. She briefly wondered what he was
doing until her stomach growled. She was surprised she was actually hungry
after what had happened. Life goes on, I
suppose… She thought, and leaned back, mindful of her bruised back,
watching her hanyou go to work on the wood. InuYasha was carefully cutting two
of the branches into slats. The others he cut into what looked like firewood,
and set them up under a makeshift spit. One final block he cut a deep pit into,
and fashioned a springy twig on it like the handle of a bucket. All of this
Kagome watched in fascination. He’s so
good with his hands, so… crafty. InuYasha filled the makeshift bucket with
water and set it up on the spit. Finally, he turned and looked at her. “I have
to set your bones.”
Kagome looked at him
warily. “How?” He held up the slats he’d just cut in one hand, and her torn
shirt in the other, with a determined look on his face. Kagome gulped audibly,
and started to shake. “It’s going to hurt, don’t do it please!” She whimpered,
trying to scoot away and wincing when she jostled her arm. InuYasha’s eyes
softened, and he sat down next to her. “Look, we’ve gotta do it. I promise I can
make something that will make you stop hurting, but only after we get this
done.” Kagome whimpered again, sliding further away; she lost her balance and
threw out an arm to catch herself. Unfortunately, it was the wrong arm.
InuYasha dropped everything to mash his ears against his head as Kagome let out
an ear-piercing scream, and abruptly stopped. Cautiously, he opened one eye.
Apparently she had passed out from the pain. Feeling bad, but better about the
whole thing, InuYasha lay her out flat, and got to work.
Leaning close to her
swollen arm, InuYasha focused his hearing on the grating bones as he made to
realign them. He pushed two of the boards together, one below and one on top of
her arm, and bound them together tightly with strips he’d cut from her shirt.
He then repeated the process with her leg, glancing frequently up at her still
face to make sure she was still awake. The whole process took no longer than
half an hour, and he was mildly grateful that Kagome had been passed out for
the whole thing: it would have made things a lot harder, and a lot more painful
for the both of them had she been awake.
Kagome stirred some
time later, and scrunched up her nose at some foreign smell. She vaguely
remembered to stay off of her broken arm, and slowly propped herself up on her
good one. “InuYasha?” She mumbled sleepily. “What… happened? What’s that
smell…?” The silver-haired hanyou was at her side in a flash, holding the
makeshift bucket in one of his hands as he steadied her with the other. Kagome
grimaced: the awful smell was coming from the container. “Here, you need to
drink this.” InuYasha insisted, holding it closer to her lips. The smell was
making her stomach roll, she couldn’t understand why he, with a much more
sensitive nose than hers, hadn’t blacked out yet. “What is it?” She asked,
still groggy.
“It’s a mix of
herbs. Kaede-babaa taught me it. It’ll make you stop hurting, and it’ll make
you stop wanting to throw up everywhere.” InuYasha sniffed and noted her
current state of nausea. “Come on, the faster you drink it, the faster you’ll
stop feeling like shit.” He insisted. In the end, the need to make him stop
talking at her when she wasn’t coherent made her drink it. She gagged as the
vile liquid slid down her throat, and almost spat it back in his face once or
twice, but he wouldn’t let her rest until she’d drank the whole lot down.
Kagome rested her head against his arm when she was done, still feeling green
around the gills, but less so than she had before.
InuYasha slid behind
her, letting her rest her upper body against his torso. Still blinking stupidly
and sleepily in the early afternoon light, Kagome mumbled, “What happened?” He
fought the urge to chuckle, and instead coughed. “You, ah, passed out. You
moved away from me when I tried to splint your arm, and fell on the bad one.
I’m guessing the pain knocked you out. Just as well for me, you weren’t ruining
my hearing when I set your injuries.” For the first time, Kagome glanced down.
Her arm was splinted, and her wrists were bandaged, and her broken leg was set
in a splint as well. Smiling slightly, she leaned her head back against his
chest. “Thank you.” She said quietly. “Those will hold until we can get back to
my time…”
He blinked in
confusion. “Keh, wench, those should hold the whole time you need to heal. I
listened, they’re where they’re supposed to be.” He scoffed, slightly offended
at her dismissal of his ability to take care of her. She sighed. “InuYasha… In
my time we can take pictures of the inside of your body, and see the bones. I
need to get those pictures taken, and make extra sure the bones are going to
heal the right way. I trust you, but I want to make sure.” InuYasha was now
curious. “Pictures… from inside of you? And I thought your time couldn’t get
any weirder… How do they take these pictures?” Kagome rolled her eyes, and
winced as her black eye protested. Naturally, her curious puppy would want an
explanation of something as complicated as an X-ray when she’d been awake less
than fifteen minutes, and the feudal painkillers had yet to kick in as
promised.
“Well, it’s hard to
explain. There’s this special kind of light that gets shot down through a
camera lens. It moves fast enough to move through your skin without you even
noticing, but it gets slowed down by your bones, which are much more solid. The
picture that comes back from the light shows the spots where the light slowed
down, which is your bones.” Kagome explained. InuYasha nodded, understanding on
his face, though she couldn’t see it. “So, kind of like a shadow? Your body
blocks the light and the shape of it appears?” She laughed. “Actually, yes, I
hadn’t thought of it like that.”
Sighing with content
that she’d warded off most of his questions, she unconsciously snuggled into
his protecting embrace. “So what do they do after that?” Her eyes opened again.
Drat. Foiled again. Feeling that he
was more neko-hanyou, for his curiosity, she replied, “Well, the doctors look
at the pictures, and can tell what’s wrong, and then they fix it by doing what
you did. Only the splints we use are more like wearing a rock on your arm for a
few weeks, not like these. Sometimes if the picture shows a bad enough break,
they’ll have to do surgery to fix it…” She was getting tired again, but the
word ‘surgery’ stuck out in her mind, and apparently it did in his mind too.
“Sur-jury?” He could tell she was getting tired, but he worried about how much
she was sleeping with a head injury. He did pay attention when she lectured him
about his reckless caring about his own health. “The doctors cut you open and
fix the problem by hand, instead of letting you heal by yourself.” She
explained, a little too patiently.
Panicked, InuYasha’s
grip tightened. “They’re not cutting you open!” He declared fiercely. Kagome
couldn’t help herself, and started to laugh. “InuYasha, it’s not like they
won’t fix that too. They’d sew me back up, like when I had to sew that big cut
on Sango’s arm.” Relaxing his grip slightly, he just shook his head. “You
people are weird…” She giggled again; her pain was going away, and she was
feeling better than she had for ages. “Says the one who has adorable puppy ears
on his head.”
He cocked an eyebrow
down at her. “Adorable puppy ears?” She nodded happily. “Keh… I think the herbs
I gave you might have been a little strong…”
They sat in silence,
watching the small fire dance, the sounds of the wood popping and sizzling
filling the air. He heard her stomach growl after a while, and left her dozing
against a tree to catch lunch. He knew he should feel relieved that she was
acting happier than what he’d expected, but he felt it was only the effect of
the brew he’d given her. It was supposed to alleviate pain and nausea, but
there was such a thing as too much of a good thing. Apparently it was numbing
the pain he’d seen earlier, the internal pain. He prayed as he caught a rabbit,
(he checked if it was male: mating season was recently done with, and he didn’t
want to kill any kits), hoping that her modern doctors could help her with that
pain if he couldn’t.
She smiled giddily
at him when he returned with only the meat, the scraps left as an offering to
the forest god, and most likely to be eaten by the nearest scavenger, and
speared them on the spit to cook. “I missed you…” She told him in a sleepy
voice. InuYasha fought the urge to laugh and shake his head: she sounded like
she’d been at a bottle of sake. “No need to, wench, I just got your dinner.”
The promise of food left her smiling happily. He wasn’t sure whether he should
be amused or disturbed at her reaction. Usually he was the one salivating over
his food, especially anything that she had made with the exception of the curse
that was curry, not the other way around. Usually she would make some comment
about the ‘poor fluffy little bunny’ he had just ruthlessly slaughtered just to
keep their stomachs full. Deciding to leave it be, he tended to the meat, and
helped her eat when it was ready, making sure the container had water from the
spring to drink from.
“InuYasha.” Kagome
called his attention to her. He looked at her. “You’ll make a good dad
someday.” She remarked with a smile, and took a bite. Cheeks red, telling
himself that it was the herbs talking, he muttered, “Why say something stupid
like that?” Swallowing, she replied, “Because it’s true. You took care of me
all day, and put up with me when I was screaming and fussing, and made food for
me, and gave me a bath… Just like a good daddy would.”
Muttering something
about needing more water, he left her at the base of the tree and filled the
bucket again. Of course, she has to hit
those spots when she doesn’t have any fucking idea what she’s saying… He
wanted pups, yes, someday when he wasn’t trying to put together the world’s
most damning and dangerous puzzle, and attempting to slaughter what was quite
possibly the most infuriating and destructive villain ever set foot on the
earth. And he wasn’t quite sure he was going to live to see the day after all
that was complete. It was a sore spot with him, a tantalizing prospect of
happiness that was dangling just out of reach. It was worse coming from her,
the woman he wanted to see it all through with. She was still eating when he
came back, oblivious to everything but what was right under her nose, and he
had to smile briefly at her. Medicine or
not, I’m just glad she’s happy right now…
((So, Kagome’s current look is based off of this picture: http://www.animegalleries.net/albums/userpics/22510/Kagome%20and%20Inuyasha.jpg
which I’m going to guess is a dojinshi cover? I thought it happened in the
anime as well, but I haven’t found a picture aside from this, so… stolen and
I’m sorry!!! T_T Also, many apologies if the explanation of how an X-ray works
is incorrect. I know the basic idea, but it’s very early in the morning, so I,
like Kagome, cannot think about something so complicated when I’m tired. I also
think this chapter ended off on a more happier note than the last one, but
we’re not finished here yet. Expect another dash of angst next time!! Please
remember to leave a review!! =) ))
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