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Demon Nature	By : Shardetector Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > InuYasha/Kagome Views: 25043 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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Demon Nature
Chapter Two

InuYasha slowed his pace to give his senses time to search his surroundings, careful not to jar the injured woman he carried. Golden-red eyes spotting his destination up on the mountain side, he paused long enough to be doubly sure he sensed no demons in the area. The last thing he needed was to waste his time off-ing some vermin when he had a much more important situation in need of his attention.
Staring up the mountain side at a small tree that appeared to be growing out of the rock, the muscles in his legs tensed as he leaped up and forward. Coming down through the wet leaves of the tree, he landed softy below it on a muddy patch of grass right in front of the entrance to a decent sized caved. The small flat area where he stood and the cave’s entrance were both camouflaged by the way the rock of the mountain was laid out. Having the added bonus of the tree for coverage made it difficult for anyone to notice the cave. Which made it the perfect little safe haven and precisely why he had chosen the location to be his den years ago.
Stepping inside, his nose was filled with an overpowering stale moldy stench. He scanned the layers of dust on the scarce possessions he had left behind as he walked further inside leaving a wet trail following behind him. Just how long had he been imprisoned in his forced sleep? Honestly it surprised him that his dwelling hadn’t been discovered and taken by some lowly demon.
Crouching down next to the remnants of a fire pit, InuYasha gently placed his battered cargo upon the rock floor. His eyes focused on her chest, but not because of how the soaked thin white material hid nothing from his view. He truly paid no mind to how the piece of clothing hung to two very distinct features that made her a woman. His attention instead focused on her shallow breathing.
As he rose his torso up from her, her body immediately started shivering from the loss of his body heat. He snapped into action. Guided by his keen sight, he located as much dry wood as he could scavenge and in no time had a fire blazing. Taking care that the wench wasn’t close enough to get burned, but close enough for warmth, he set about his next task.
His eyes narrowed as he watched her body continue to shake. Skin that was supposed to be healthy pink fought with the color blue and her wet clothes caused a puddle of cold rain water to gather underneath her.
He briefly acknowledged that what he was about to do would certainly insure the woman’s wrath upon him… if she had been awake.
Wasting no time, he pulled the already torn and wet material taunt with his left hand. The claws of his right flexed as he used the claw of his index finger to cut straight up her shirt. He pulled her right arm free of the cold fabric and pushed the flap he had created by slicing her shirt into off her side. As he went to do the same with her left, her whimper stilled him. Having tugged on the flap on her left side, his eyes narrowed noticing the material had stuck to her wound.
InuYasha knew there was no helping what had to be done. Slowly, trying to cause her the least amount of pain as possible, he pulled the fabric free of her blood covered flesh. His ears lowered as she whimpered more and her face scrunched up against the pain even in her unconscious state. His demon was irate for causing her harm and was only soothed at his determination to make her pain disappear.
He quickly repeated the process in ridding her of her bottom layer of clothing. The bottom piece of cloth made him question if she had wanted to gain the advances of men. It covered nothing!
Amber-red eyes took in her form; all that was left covering her body were two oddly shaped small white pieces of clothing. One covered her breast, though he could still see her tightened pink nipples through the wet material. The other covered her other intimate area, the lack of hair on her there causing him to cock an eyebrow. Deciding that the rest of her clothing weren’t covering any life-threatening injuries, he left them to save her modesty.
Clothing out of the way, InuYasha leaned down close to her once again bleeding side. Taking a deep inhale, he ignored the thick smell of her blood coating the inside of his nose trying to concentrate on finding a different scent. His eyes narrowed as he picked up the sour stench of infection.
Being a half-demon, he had never had the need for any kind of remedy, so the wench was out of luck in that human aspect. However, him being a half-demon worked in her favor even better, because although he had no medicine or herbs to assist her InuYasha had a much more effective healing trick. He leaned his face down even closer to the woman’s flesh and his hot pink tongue came out to gently lick up her wound.
Feeling her move against him, he placed a clawed hand firmly yet gentle on her stomach to keep her from moving away. He hoped she would sleep through this. Not out of any fear of being caught touching her so personally, but to spare her conscious mind of the pain and discomfort he was sure her body was feeling. Plus, he would hate to have to fight the wench to keep her still while he attended to her wounds. It was a necessary evil, but he doubted she’d be very reasonable in her condition.
As he continued to slowly lick her torn skin, the taste of her blood sang to him. Its red nectar calling his demon more forward, his senses humming and setting his skin on fire.   In no time he had to reposition a certain private area of his own, it having grown uncomfortable being bunched up in his crouched position.
InuYasha snapped out of his stupor realizing just where his thoughts were leading. The woman’s blood truly called to him, awakening his primal demon nature. He hastened his task, lapping at her quicker trying to ignore the effect her blood held on him. Stop the bleeding. Stop the bleeding and move on to the next serious wound. End this as fast as he could.
Leaning back just enough to eye her side, he sighed in relief upon seeing her wound closed. An inflamed bright pink layer of skin had formed thanks to his healing saliva. Left as it was with only the healing capabilities her human body possessed it would leave scar, but InuYasha didn’t care at the moment about the possibilities of scarring. His only concern was to stop the bleeding. In that he had succeeded and he didn’t need to waste time with appearances while she still had another serious wound on her body.
With that thought in mind he sat back on his haunches and his eyes moved down her body to her right leg. Mentally he groaned at seeing the torn piece of red cloth tied around her thigh.   The once white fabric stained with her blood concerned him. He only hoped that the material hadn’t stuck to her as the cloth of her shirt had done to her torn side.
Scooting down her body so that he had better access to her thigh, InuYasha stretched himself out between her legs and carefully lifted her right leg over his shoulder. Not bothering with the ties, he sliced her shirt made bandage in half. The relief he felt from watching the red scrap of cloth fall to the ground, having not stuck to her tender wound, was short. As his eyes took in the two holes in her thigh, an entrance and an exit, he growled low. The image of her leaned against a tree with an arrow sticking out of her leg flashed through his mind, making him want to kill the bastard who’d caused it all over again.
He grit his teeth as he inspected the bloody holes on her thigh. A puncture wound would have been bad enough, but he hadn’t realized that the arrow had went clean through. It turned his stomach seeing her delicate skin torn so violently and the sickening shade of purple and green it had already developed didn’t help any. And InuYasha by no means had a weak stomach. In comparison to some of the shit he’d seen in his long life this was on the mild side. He was just disgusted by the fact that a male had done this to a female and hated the pain this was going to cause her. This wound would be more difficult to heal giving how it ran through her thigh completely.
Unable to bare the sight of her wounded flesh any longer his demon roared at him to heal her. Taking charge, the beast ordered his body into action and complying InuYasha decided he should start with the entrance wound on the back of her thigh. Trying to keep her as comfortable as possible, his head and body ended up at odd angles with the girl’s leg draped over his shoulder at the knee.
When his tongue made contact with her blood once more the air whooshed out of him and his demon raged at what he knew he must do. InuYasha found himself fighting the beast back for an entirely different reason as his need to protect this woman intensified. Readying himself for what he was about to do, he held her leg firmly so she couldn’t jerk away.
Gathering up as much saliva as he could on his tongue, he slowly pushed the wet appendage down into the puncture wound as far as he could.
The high whine and hiss that left the girl nearly broke his heart. Her leg immediately tried to jerk back, her body reflexively trying to distance itself from whatever was causing her pain. InuYasha held her leg still as he continued; retracting his tongue only to repeat the process once more. He left his tongue embedded in her skin for a few moments each time in hopes that her flesh would absorb what healing powers he offered.
His ears laid flat back on his head as her whimpering cries of protest increased. He knew this had to be done, but that knowledge didn’t stop his demon from tearing at him on inside. It demanded to be released, to hunt down and kill whatever was causing his wench such pain. Yet he knew it was his own doing.
Finally, InuYasha felt as the depth of the puncture was starting to shorten. Her inner flesh starting to mend and heal from the inside out. He was so glad that that damned arrow had only caught the fatty part of her leg and not pierced through her muscle. A muscle would have been even more painful and would have taken much longer to heal.
After running his tongue along the finally mended area of the entrance wound, he gently took her leg from over his shoulder to lay it flat on the ground and sat back satisfied that at least the bottom was healed up. Twisting his head back and forth a time or two to rid his neck of the cricks he had developed, he stared at the exit hole on the front of her thigh.
His demon was literately on edge. Its energy was dancing around under his skin itching to sink his claws into something. He realized that his demon had claimed this woman and he didn’t know how much more he could take before the beast took control. The urge to protect her was consuming him.
Despite his clear mind from being so close to the woman, it was the demons line of thinking that filled his thoughts. Although not demonic in their nature, he still couldn’t help the shiver he felt at entertaining the thoughts. He wanted, no needed to mark this woman in some way. He needed her scent to be so mixed with his own that even he couldn’t tell them apart. A big ‘Fuck Off’ to any demon who caught whiff of her. An invisible shield to protect her even if he was away.
And he truly did not wish to fight against his demon’s commands as his wants and its’ were one and the same.
InuYasha closed his mostly scarlet eyes and took a deep breath trying to calm himself. Unfortunately, that just filled his senses with the wench’s enticing scent.
‘Last one’
He reasoned with himself trying to keep himself grounded. Reminding himself this was the last of her serious injuries. He promised himself if he could keep it together long enough to finish healing her, that he would seek out something to unleash his pent-up energy on.
After all, the wench would need something to sustain her…
A sharp fang poked out from his lips as he smiled tightly at the idea of spilling blood. The thrill of the hunt was always a good distraction. His smile left him, however, when he opened his eyes only to have ragged torn flesh mocking him. He promptly set to work on this final task; repeating the same process he had used on the back of her thigh. With every swipe of his tongue, he had to force himself to focus on his promised hunt.
Her hisses of pain caused his ears to lay flat once again; what would he kill? Her blood was a rush on his taste buds; how would he kill it? He tightened his grip on her leg once more as she unconsciously tried to pull it back again; would it scream as he killed it?
InuYasha was focusing so hard on trying not to focus on the wench, that he almost missed the slight sound of a different inhale coming from her. His keen ears missed nothing though as both furry white appendages kicked forward. Steadily, with his tongue still buried deep inside her thigh and his mouth caped over her wound, he looked up to her face. Only to have terrified smoky-grays lock onto his crimson-ambers.
Kagome’s face was scrunched up in pain as her eyes slowly lowered to find his mouth covering the spot she knew was injured. Although she couldn’t see it, she felt as his tongue started to slowly pull out of her leg. A sickening sensation that caused her body to tremble violently.
She had instantly recognized the beautiful man, but why he was doing such a thing to her confused the hell out of her. Her mind was already rattled from not knowing where she was and her body was in extreme distress. Weakly, she began to try to fight to move away from her savior.
InuYasha’s steel grip never wavered. It was as he had feared, the woman waking and panicking at what was being done to her. He had known it was too good to be true that she would sleep through the whole process. He looked away from her pained face as he continued to sink his saliva coated tongue down into her leg despite her cries. It pained him to know she was in such anguish and his stomach sank as her cries turned to broken pleas.
Kagome couldn’t understand why her savior had turned on her. Why he was causing her so much pain? Every time he sank his tongue back into her wound she cried out desperately. Her panic filled mind prevented her from realizing that the depth in which he went in lessened each time.
Frantically searching for an escape, she firmly planted her forearms on the ground and her back arched as she attempted to pull her lower half from him. Needing more leverage, she bent her uninjured left leg at the knee and pushed determinedly with her foot at the ground. However, it was all in vain as she couldn’t even move an inch held in his iron grip. Hysteria started to consume her and there was no stopping herself as she began begging.
“Please!”
At that moment InuYasha wished he could cut his own ears off. Her pleas caused his heart to break a little piece at a time. It was made all the worse because he knew he was causing it; her pain, her cries, the sour stench of her fear. He glanced up in hopes of making her understand through his stare; to portray to her that there was no malice in his actions. That he was only doing what he had to in order to save her.
Instead his eyes widened as they took in the position of her body. The wench’s back was arched in such a way that it pushed her breast forward. Her nipples pushed against the white fabric that still covered them, tight from the mixture of cold and excitement running through her.
Even though he realized she wasn’t in such a state out of pleasure, InuYasha couldn’t stop the deep whispered curse that left him on an exhale.
“Fuck...”
His body was straining and he had to concentrate hard on not stabbing her with his claws as he was forced to tighten his grip to keep her in place. Tearing his eyes away from her body he squeezed them shut and continued his daunting task. With her cries still ringing out, he wanted to cry right along with her, but for an entirely different reason. InuYasha was reaching his limit and his resolve was slowly weakening.
A deep low growl started to fill the area. Desperate to soothe the woman and finish healing her, he called on his demon in search for anything that could defuse the situation and calm them both. Apparently, his demon deemed the ‘mate call’ appropriate. Although he didn’t give a shit as he heard her cries start to lessen.
Kagome was coaxed from her hysteria by a soft comforting purr. The sound pulled her back to herself, wrapping her entire being in warmth, and her cries were soon replaced by small hiccups. Docilely she continued to watch InuYasha lap at her thigh. The rhythmic movement of his tongue starting to soothe her. Vaguely it entered her mind that he was the source of the purr and that he was once again saving her.
Tucking her arms into her chest for both modesty and warmth, she hid the few small grimaces that reached her mouth behind her clenched fist. Lulled by the comforting sound her hero was emitting it wasn’t long before her eyes fluttered shut and darkness consumed her senses.
InuYasha heaved a heavy sigh of relief as he gave her now healed thigh a long slow final lick. Sitting back, his demonic eyes tenderly took in her sleeping figure; glad that she had finally fallen back asleep.
Despite being mostly demon at the moment his own body felt heavy to him. He was drained from the many battles that had just taken place, both internal and external. Yet he welcomed the feeling; hoping that his demon would be appeased for the time being after having used the mate call. However, as he focused in on the wenches slightly parted lips, he groaned feeling the beast rise up to scratch at the surface again.
Glaring hard at the ground in annoyance, it was then he noticed the puddle of cold rain water around the woman. Seeping out from her tattered clothes, it continued to cause her small form to shiver.
Tugging his red suikan and off-white kosode out from his matching red hakama, InuYasha let the shirts hang loose from his shoulders as he bent to scoop the woman up. Clinging her tightly to his chest he stood to take her to the pile of furs in the corner of the cave. Having once served him as a bed, he grunted in disgust seeing how many of the furs needed to be replaced. For now, it would do. He simply needed a soft dry spot to let the wench sleep it off.
Kneeling, he sat her lower half on his leg and laid her upper half against his raised knee to keep her off the dirty furs. Before completely removing his suikan, he swiftly slipped the pink orb hidden inside its inner pocket out and into the pocket of his hakama. While he normally didn’t like the idea of using the pocket in his hakama, the one in his suikan being a much safer place to store things, he wasn’t about to leave the wench alone with the powerful jewel.
After all he just went through to save her, he wasn’t just going to gift wrap her for some demon to be called to her by the jewels power.
Now completely removing his suikan, he wrapped it tenderly around her half naked body while still making sure it was snug enough to keep her warm. Once he was content that it would offer her both some warmth and protection while he was gone he turned his attention to the bedding. Eyeing the dirty furs, he removed his kosode and bent over the raven-haired beauty to spread it out for her to lay on. His body didn’t even react to the change in temperature from exposing his chest and back to the night air.
Satisfied with the small bed he had created for her, he laid the girl down on his kosode. He made sure to take care in keeping his suikan tucked in around her to try to seal her away from the cold. Gazing longingly at her now peaceful face, he had to fight the urge to tuck himself around her petite form. His demon pointing out that he would do a much better job at keeping her warm.
Begrudgingly, InuYasha rose to his feet clad only in his hakama. Glancing at the fire he noted that the first thing he needed to do was gather wood. A small gurgle from the woman’s stomach caused a dark fanged smile to stretch across his face. He couldn’t forget about gathering prey. His demon wouldn’t let him forget that promise and he had earned a little release.
His ears perked at the sound of the rain starting up again and he chuckled darkly to himself glad to have more of a challenge. Turning, he walked towards the entrance of the cave. His eyes glowing a brighter crimson with every step he took away from the sleeping woman. He relished in the sensation as the jewel’s power pulsed, beginning to unlock the door to his monster.
Gazing at his wench one last time before he disappeared, InuYasha watched her chest rise and fall with the deep breathes of her healing slumber. Satisfied that she would sleep until he returned, he turned his gaze out into the dark forest.
His demon soared as he leaped far out from the cave and into the rain. In no time he was far enough from the woman that her powers held no pull on him. Blue and crimson eyes lit up the night as his demon took complete control. Intent on fulfilling his self-made promise, he had more than dinner on his mind. He needed to rid his corner of the forest of vermin and reclaim his territory anyway. His dark smile widened at the thought.

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Kagome groaned as her mind made the slow climb from the deep sleep she had been in. Her body felt so heavy and ached all over, however she hazily noticed that she wasn’t in severe pain like she was before. Her senses were slow at coming alive, but she felt a calm wash over her hearing the pitter patter of the rain as it continued to fall. Her stomach started to grumble at her as the smell of cooked meat finally reached her.
The sudden sound of the fire crackling and wood clanging together startled her into opening her eyes and raising up. She was somewhat alarmed to find herself in a small cave instead of a dirty well. Eyes still fuzzy from sleep, she squinted against the light of the fire assaulting her pupils. Recognizing her protectors figure as he stood slightly bent over tending to the fire set her at peace once more. His scarlet-gold gaze casually glanced her way and held her eyes and Kagome was so lost in his stare that she failed to notice as he started her way.
“You need to eat.”
It wasn’t until his smooth voice broke her trance that she realized how close he had come. He was crouched down right next to her, smack dab in her personal space. Instead of feeling uncomfortable or intimidated though, his nearness only helped to ease her further. When his words finally registered they caused her stomach to growl in earnest. Giving a slight nod in agreeance, she began to sluggishly push herself up to be vertical.
Her efforts halted, however, when she felt the warmth of her “cover” leave her causing her to glance down to reveal her bra cladded breast.   Swiftly pulling the cover back up to her neck in her seated position, she gave out a high-pitched squeak as words rapidly came bursting out of her.
“Where are my clothes?!”
Amusement was apparent on InuYasha’s features as he took in her comical expression. He watched as the girls’ wide stormy eyes searched hastily for her said garments only for them to return to his stare once more silently questioning him. He lifted an eyebrow at her and jerked his head in the direction of the pile of shredded wet cloth. The young woman’s gaze gradually followed the direction he had indicated only for her mouth to fall open slightly at the sight. InuYasha smirked.
Whipping her head back around to the smirking demon, the anger that was starting to fill Kagome whooshed right back out as her breath left her. Her eyes having finally taken in his state of undress. A blend of emotions consumed her at the sight of him. He wasn’t bulky with muscle but lean like he was built for speed. And his light golden-tan skin highlighted every flex of muscle perfectly.
She felt a heat pool at her most private of areas as butterflies took flight in her stomach. Pulling the red cover, which she now realized to be his suikan, closer to her the brief wave of arousal stopped cold. Remembering her own state of undress her thoughts began to run wild with assumptions.
InuYasha felt a sense of male-pride as the wench was left breathless taking him in. The carnal thoughts he had refused to allow his demon to entertain from earlier came rushing back to life.   He groaned pleased as the scent of her desire filled him and his dick immediately started to harden proving he was more than happy to comply with her body’s wishes.
However, as quickly as her desire had come it was gone even quicker. He was puzzled momentarily as he sensed her unease rising. Noticing how firmly she held his suikan to herself, some clarity broke through.
Here she was defenseless, not knowing where she was, and half naked. With an equally half naked demon man in very close proximity. He could see where her mind was taking her, could even understand how it got there, but it still pissed him off.
“If I had wanted to do that, we’d already be well into by now.”
His tone was hard, despite the words being spoken softly and Kagome jerked at the sound of his voice breaking the silence that had fallen over them. Her eyes caught the almost hurt look in the amber-reds glaring at her, as if she had out right slammed his honor.
Slowly she began to recall the nights’ events. That terrifying centipede monster hunting her down. The savage village men causing her harm; one who was truly horrid. She had been rescued from it all by the man in front of her.
Guilt filled her causing her to avert her gaze from his angry stare. Seeking forgiveness, she whispered a soft apology for having had such unpleasant thoughts about her hero and for jumping to conclusions.
As her eyes refused to meet his, InuYasha’s ears perked at the lovely sound of her voice. Her sincere apology filled him with warmth and his body instantly relaxed. He supposed he was being too hard on the wench. Given the day she had had he couldn’t blame her for being suspicious of others’ intentions.
Abruptly standing, he made his way to the cooked rabbit he had prepared for her. Gathering it along with several livers he had saved for her from his own meal, he made his way back to the furs and plopped down on his ass next to her. Patiently waiting for her to face him again, he finally caught her eyes as she tentatively looked back up to him. InuYasha then promptly held out the meats on a thin flat rock as a peace offering to her.
“It’s fine, but you really do need to eat.”
Touched by his concern, Kagome smiled softly. Carefully taking the rock/plate from him, her smiled fell as she saw exactly what she was supposed to eat. The rabbit meat she could handle, because while she had never tried it she was also a firm believer in tasting new things before writing them off. Unfortunately, there just happen to be one thing in front of her that she had in fact written off… Why all the liver?!
Trying to be as polite as possible, she didn’t want to insult him after all the trouble he had obviously went through, she softy spoke his name for the first time.
“Thank you InuYasha but… you can keep the liver for yourself. I don’t really like it all that much.”
InuYasha’s heart skipped when he heard his name leave her lips, loving the way it sounded when spoken by this woman. It was like a soft sweet melody coming from her and there was no trace of prejudice, disgust, or shame hidden anywhere in it. Fleetingly it occurred to him that this was the first time since before his mother had passed that his name had been used like that. Like he actually meant something to someone.
That train of thought quickly came to a halt when she tried to get him to take back the most nutritious part of her meal. His protective instincts had already been overbearing and they only intensified as his demon reared its ugly metaphorical head. Shaking his own head, he plucked one of the small organs up off the rock and held it between two claws. He saw relief wash over his wench for a moment, he guessed from thinking he was doing as she had asked, but as he proceeded to hold the meat up to her lips her relief swiftly vanished.
“You need these, you’ve lost a lot of blood today and these are filled with iron.”
Kagome’s faced morphed into a look of revulsion. Remembering the many bleeding wounds that she had collected over the day she knew he was right. But she hated liver! She couldn’t stand the metallic taste of it, it reminded her too much of blood.
InuYasha let out an amused chuckle at her expression, but he left no room for argument as he gave a gentle demand.
“C’mon open. You gotta eat it, ain’t no way around it.”
Groaning, Kagome scowled at him for a moment. She hated the look he was giving her, quirking his eyebrow at her as if he were reprimanding a small child. With a defeated huff she complied and opened her mouth. As soon as he placed the organ in she began to shudder and her skin physically crawled as she began to chew. She tried not to gag as the taste of blood and the texture of the meat registered.
InuYasha’s amusement only grew as he watched her eating the rabbit liver. Her face clearly showed her distaste for the thing. Watching as she swallowed the first one he had given her, his hands immediately held up a second and soon after a third; not giving her time to protest as he stuck the meat in her mouth. After he had given her the last of them he sat back and watched as she hurriedly chewed. His demon was now content knowing that her body would be better inept at replacing the blood she had lost.
As soon as Kagome swallowed the last piece she gagged. Immediately she started to tear into the cooked rabbits’ meat to try and rid her taste buds of the awful flavor. In between bites she yelled out at the amused demon.
“Gods! Did you even cook them?! They were horrid!”
InuYasha gave a low chuckle, as he answered sweetly.
“Of course not, for what you need them for they’re better raw.”
He smirked even wider when her face paled from hearing his words. With that she set about scowling at him as she stuffed even more rabbit into her mouth. Shaking his head at her antics, InuYasha rose to go back to the fire once again. This time to feed it more wood.
Kagome continued to glare at the sneaky demon as he fed the fire. Irritated that he had deliberately not given her a chance to protest the meat more and question its odd texture until it was too late. She sighed as she watched his retreating form heading to the mouth of the cave. Everything he had done for her so far had all been to help her, so she guessed he had done it with good intentions.
Growing curious, she stopped eating as InuYasha left the cave and disappeared into the darkness only to return a moment later. She couldn’t help but to giggle as he dropped on all fours and shook his body dry. Yet again putting her in mind of a dog. Her eyes followed him as he strode over to her and she had to blink quickly to refocus her sight as he held out a small cylinder object.
“Here.”
InuYasha sat back down next to her as he reached the small bamboo container full of fresh rain water out. Seeing her confusion as she tried to decipher what the object he was handing her was, he decided to help her out. And of course, he couldn’t pass up the opportunity to tease her some.
“I figured you would be thirsty, not to mention wish to get that horrid taste out of your mouth.”
Kagome cut him a look for poking fun at her over that sore subject, but nevertheless accepted his peace offer. A smile once again made its way to her features and she was truly touched at his thoughtfulness. She took the container and drank her fill.
“Thank you!”
As she reached the bamboo water bottle back to him, her eyes jerked to his hand as his claws lightly touched her fingers in exchanging the container. She stared hard at the sharp talons, realizing how truly deadly they were. If he had wanted, he could kill her at any time. Instead he used those deadly weapons to protect her, to provide for her.
Gaze rising from his claws to his ears Kagome giggled inwardly as one twitched; thinking how not all of him was deadly, but that some parts were down right adorable. Still she continued to take his demonic features in and her eyes traveled down to lock onto his crimson-gold stare. Lost in thought, Kagome tried hard to remember when she had first saw him, because she was positive that his eyes hadn’t look like that. In fact, she distinctively recalled being shocked when they had flashed red for a moment.
‘Come to think of it…his eyes completely changed before.’
Remembering how his entire face had changed when she had been shot with an arrow in the small clearing next to the Sacred Tree, Kagome’s eyes widened as her mind brought forth the monstrous vision of him.
His pupils had been blue then, surrounded by the blood red his eyes now still possessed. Her gaze fell to his high cheek bones as she remembered the dark purple jagged marks that had stretched across them. Although still present, they appeared slightly faded, not as vibrant as they had been before.
InuYasha watched with interest as Kagome’s eyes fell first on his claws, then to a place above his own stare, he assumed his canine ears. He twitched one out of annoyance at her heavy gaze. And his eyes held her stare as her steel-blues shifted down to take in his gaze. He noticed her eyes widened slightly as her stare shifted down to his cheeks.
Afraid of where her thoughts would take her, he broke the silence with a firm but questioning call.
“Oi! Wench…”
Kagome’s stare floated down to his mouth as he called to her in an attempt to redirect her attention. He succeeded in way, though she supposed the glint of his fangs being the center of her focus wasn’t his goal. She found herself shuddering as she remembered how those fangs had grown in size, prominent in vicious snarl.   Though she didn’t shudder out of any fear towards him. No, it was the pure power she remembered him emitting.
The words of the centipede monster and the village men interrupted her thoughts. ‘Half-demon spawn!’…. ‘The demon InuYasha!’… Their hateful words danced around in her mind until she finally caught his gaze and held it.
Innocently, Kagome let the question that had been taunting her since she’d first laid eyes on him slip out; its escape feather light on her lips.
“What are you?”
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