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Forevermore and Still	By : Kuronohime Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Shippo/any female Views: 3910 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Done for purely non monetary pleasure. I do not own Inuyasha or the franchise. No copyright infringement is intended. All characters (c) Rumiko Takahashi

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The now-grown fox demon stood in the middle of the Inyasha no mori. His hakama and haori loosely hanging on his unexpectedly developed frame and his bangs obscuring the look on his face.
He peered down on his hardened flesh. This had never happened to him before, the slowly burning fire of need setting his manhood into concretion.
He was helpless and felt inept. A need, beyond his comprehension, demanding fulfillment and he could only stand there and study his depraved ailment. It had something to do with the urge to copulate. The reason why bucks battled in the spring amongst each other. The reason why stray cats yowled into the night. Why the libertine monk constantly sought out for a woman to "bear his child". A primal, carnal, need to reproduce.
Before this day, Shippo had always thought the need was more of a logical urge to continue one's lineage. The realization of one's mortality and want to recreate. But it had nothing to do with logic. It was deeper, more potent than reason.
He knew she had caused it. And he knew she was the only one who could ease him, but he was too baffled and afraid to plea for such remedy. It was left to him to gratify his own body into submission.
He ungracefully took a grasp of his shaft and hissed at the contact. He had held his member countless of times before. While bathing or easing of himself of the need to urinate. But this was something all together different. This was decadent where other times it had been innocent.
He squeezed down hard on the strained flesh. It made him throb.
An unwanted groan escaped his lips.
It wasn't enough, not even nearly.
His hips buckled, thrusted against the circle of fingers, emulating something that was beyond his artless imagination. H e groaned again.
'Shit.' He cussed in his mind.
He'd gladly suffer any bodily injury over this foreign torment he did not know how to state.
This was worse than the pain foisted by Naraku's insect. This was a willing pain. Anything debased about it was of his own doing, this volatile desire.
'Fuck.' He cussed again and thrusted more violently against his own hand.

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Shippo returned to camp, now sober and feeling remorseful of his previous behavior towards Kagome. He sought for the priestess, fearing reprimands for his earlier wanton actions, but it was something that had to be encountered.
But it wasn't the future girl he first came by. It was the half-demon canine who lazed about the huts their companions currently occupied.
"What the fuck." Inuyasha huffed and his hand instinctively sought out the handle of Tessaiga.
The hanyou spotted the fox demon approaching the village, and a troublesome unease took command over his senses. This strange man smelled of Shippo, Kagome and the monk for reasons he had yet to hear from the girl of the future who, at that time, was unaware of her companions' return.
"Who the hell are you?" Inuyasha growled, violence hinted in his question.
Shippo halted, a confusing mixture of sensations overwhelming him.
He recognized Inuyasha, but could not see any of their other friends around. And Inuyasha was clearly on the offence about him, not recognizing who he was. So, obviously the half-demon had not seen Kagome yet. (And possibly had not learned of Shippo's earlier indiscretions.) But there was something within the young fox demon that riled confrontation rather than calmly explaining the situation of his transformation.
He had always been on a heads on collision with the hanyou. From day one, there was something about him Shippo had intemperately disliked. His arrogance, his uncouthness, lack of reason, foul smell, bad temper and most of all – the way he always treated the human girl like she was a dispensable tool of unwanted necessity. A shard detector, and little else. And yet, Inuyasha teased her with little crumbs of hope of becoming something more meaningful until stomping those crumbs with his foot by visiting that dead imitation of her.
May it had been intentional or not, acknowledged or not, he had brought about that salty fragrance Shippo had smelled on countless nights.
She hurt for him.
"You should know, Inuyasha, it hasn't been that long since we last saw." Shippo answered with mock, lifting his chin up proudly and bearing his teeth in a wide, unpleasant, smile.
"Oh, you must be confused about my current looks." He sneered and raised his arms up to his sides in a fashion to introduce his new form.
"I dunno how ya know me, but I sure as hell don't know ya!" Inuyasha spat and squeezed his hand protectively on the handle of his sword, readying his pose for a battle.
"Is there something wrong with your nose then, Inuyasha." The fox demon taunted and dryly smirked when Inuyasha drew his sword out.
He had hurt her and he was about to get into a world of hurt for that.
"I'm not scared of your toothpick, dog-brain."
Inuyasha had hardly time to register the insult when Shippo, using his full demonic speed, had appeared next to him and kicked the sword out of his possession.
The red-haired man who stood slightly taller than his dog demon friend, grabbed Inuyasha by his suikan and snarled near his ear.
"Oh, how I've waited for this."
Next thing Inuyasha knew he was flying into the opposite direction of his sword and that strange demon, feeling soreness in his jaw.
"You fuck." He growled and rubbed his aching jaw as he landed nimbly on his feet, picking up his balance in the dirt.
This guy was strong. Very, very strong. And he was moving in speed where Inuyasha struggled to keep a track of him.
'Shit.' The hanyou muttered in his mind. If that fucker of a fox decided to stop playing and get serious, Inuyasha would be in trouble. Especially without his sword. Inuyasha was not as stupid as he let on, he knew a fox demon would not be a match for him unless his performance was aided by something.
'Where the fuck is the jewel detector when you need one.'

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A/N: I'm aware that this chapter is entirely too short, but I just wanted to keep the momentum going and let you guys know that ALL of my unfinished Inuyasha stories are in a constant active state of being written.
I'm having issues with this story since it keeps wanting to expand from what I initially intended. Plot bunnies are running havoc in my head and I constantly have to hunt them down and lock them up. :'D

"You know what would be a cool twis-"
"No."
"Hey, but how about if Shipp-"
"No!"
"I have an idea, let's make Kag-"
"NO!"
I have my hands full with The Ages and Between, The Fall into Our Darkness and The Prince Who Didn't Want to Be Loved. As much as I'm inspired, I can't handle more longer stories. I need these little, innocent, short distractions to keep my creative juices flowing, but that's that.
"Yeah, I get that, but just imagine the possibilities of the Shikon-"
"I SAID NO!"
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