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You Wanna What??
By : Carisa
Category: InuYasha > General
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Disclaimer: I don�t own Inuyasha. Why do you insist on reminding me?
A/N: Yes I know I suck. I humbly beg your forgiveness for my tardiness. Please feel free to lash me repeatedly.
Chapter Three
Sango shifted on her seat as she brushed her long silky hair. She watched her reflection intently in the beveled glass mirror that Kagome had given her for her birthday. She was still amazed by the gift, the extravagance nearly making her swoon. The detail in which she could see her features was remarkable. In the past she had only seen her reflection in clear waters or polished steel. Mirrors were only for the upper echelon of the elite. It made her feel like a princess.
Sango shook her head, watching as her smooth shiny hair cascaded over her bare creamy shoulders. Kagome still didn�t understand how lucky she was to live in such a magical place as the future. When she had gifted Sango with the mirror she had been stunned by the exterminator�s awe, not completely understanding what the big deal was. To her it was just a pretty mirror, nothing more, but it quickly became Sango�s most prized possession. Not because she was vain, but because she had never had anything that didn�t have to do with battle. The mirror made her feel like a woman, not a warrior.
The mirror perched delicately on a graceful teakwood table that Miroku had given her. It was a gift from a lord who had been exceedingly thankful when the Houshi had exorcised a pesky weasel youkai from his precious daughter. Normally, he sold his mostly ill-gotten gains, but this was a reward for honest work and he brought it home for her. She glanced around the small hut, her home with Miroku. Her eyes began to glow as they lit on small things here and there that brought her so many memories of her handsome lover and their time together.
A soft smile curved on her lips as she felt contentment unfurl in her chest. Finally after all this time of feeling homeless, a stranger among distant friends, she had a place that was hers. A place that she shared with a man who loved her for what she was. It would be perfect, if only�
Kohaku�
She shoved down her wayward thoughts and concentrated on her more immediate problems. She continued stroking her hair with the large paddle backed brush, a frown ghosting over her features as she thought about her best friend. Yesterday, Kagome had come back into the village in tears, muttering something about a baka dog boy. She had gathered her things and flo tho the well. Sango, who had been in the middle of planning the menu for her wedding had become instantly concerned. Since she was so happy, she wanted everyone to share in her joy and not moping about. Inuyasha had followed soon after and Miroku, noticing his lovely fianc�s upset and told him to go after Kagome and apologize. Inuyasha just huffed that it was all Miroku�s fault in the first place and then turned to flee into the forest in the opposite direction of the well.
�Do you think they will stop fighting soon?� Sango pouted. For the last year, Kagome and Inuyasha had been inseparable. They still fought like cats and dogs, but Sango had developed a sneaking suspicion that it was more like foreplay for them. As far as she knew they hadn�t been out of each others sight for more than half a day in the last twelve months. She was starting to feel uneasy. She didn�t want her friends breaking up just before her nuptials.
�I am certain of it, my mistress. They will make up quite loudly, I�m sure.� Her Houshi�s salacious tone poured over her, making her think of wet kisses and soft moans. She shuddered slightly and her hair danced over the white planes of her back, brushing the rounded crest of her bottom.
WHAM
�You are not to think such naughty thoughts until I tell you too, my Houshi.� She brought the paddle brush back up to her hair, stoking it with deliberate languid strokes. She heard his slight intake of breath and she could feel the subtle ripple of flesh beneath her. She glanced down, rubbing her hand over the reddened mark on Miroku�s buttocks where her brush had made contact with his bare skin.
Miroku�s head dropped between his arms, his black hair falling over his twilight colored eyes. He sat on all fours, a bench of flesh and bone for his mistress. She sat naked on his back, while she brushed her hair, teasing him as the ends of her tresses wisped over his ribs.
�Yes Mistress.� Miroku couldn�t hide the lust in his voice as he answered her. With every shift of her delicate weight more of her skin kissed his bare back. He could feel the liquid heat of her center become hotter with every passing second and his erection was becoming too painful to bear.
Sango heard the desire in her Houshi�s voice and she instantly brought the back side of the brush down onto his hindquarters again, punishing him for his lack of control. She watched as the beautiful women in the mirror smiled, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of lust and mischief.
She could feel as his muscles clenched underneath her and she ached to bring her throbbing core closer to him. She spread her thighs, sighing when she felt the heat of his back against her. She was already wet with need, but she wanted to tease her Houshi a bit longer. She put down her brush, bringing her hands up to paer fer full breasts. She allowed her soft moans to flow over her red lips as she teased her nipple to attention. Flames began to spiral down to the bottom of her belly coiling tightly in expectation.
Miroku stiffened when he heard her moans and he had to bite his lower lip to stifle his own response. His shaft twitched as he imagined her touching herself, her delicate fingers wringing cries of pleasure from her soft lips. He could feel her arching her back, satisfying the natural need to thrust her breast towards the source of her pleasure. Her thighs spread even wider across his back and he could feel the slow drip of her need pool on him.
Sango smoothed her hand down over the flat expanse of her midriff taut from a life time of battle. Her fingers tangled in her ebony pelt, before finding her swollen jewel. Her head dropped back on her shoulders, her hair brushing tauntingly over Miroku�s muscled back. Her voice rose in a mewling keen that he knew so well. It was the sound of her growing pleasure.
Her nimble fingers teased her own flesh, fanning the flames that raged in the base of her stomach. She braced her free hand between his shoulder blades, her kittenish claws biting into his bare skin. Her fingers moved passed her sensitive flesh to plunge into her hot passage, wringing a long hot moan from her lips.
Miroku bit his lip so hard he could taste the metallic flavor of blood on his tongue. He wanted to whip around and gather her up in his arms, pulling her legs around his hips as he thrust into her, but he couldn�t. He would not act until his mistress gave him permission too.
Her nail dug deeper, causing small pools of blood to well up, but he only shuddered at the pleasure it brought him. She began to writhe on top of him and her hand abandoned his flesh so it could delve into his hair. She gathered silky locks in her fist, wrenching his head back on his neck as far as it would go.
�Tell me.� She hissed, riding the waves of her self wrought pleasure.
�I adore you.� His husky voice cracked under the strain.
�Tell me.� She demanded.
�I worship you.� His voice dripped with adulation.
�Tell me!� She insisted.
�I love you.� He vowed.
Her head rocked back as she howled with the force of her orgasm. Waves of rippling pleasure crashed down on her. Burning her from the inside out, blinding her with the intensity, until only ash remained. As the pleasure began to spiral away, she released the lust driven man who waited patiently beneath her with one word.
�Now.�
Gracefully, Miroku sprang to his feet, catching his precious mistress before she could fall. He gathered her up into his arms, resting her against the teak wood vanity. His hands rested under her thighs bringing her legs up to wrap around his narrow hips. His hot mouth found her pounding pulse at the base of her neck as he lavished it with animal intensity. Her head dropped back to rest on the curve of the mirror, surrendering to the burning blaze of his need.
He levered her up, plunging into her velvet depths with a hiss of satisfaction. Her liquid heat surrounded him, searing him, engulfing him. He thrust forward, driving towards their ultimate goal with steady, strong strokes. Her arms wrapped around his neck, holding him close to her as she felt the heat began to build again inside of her.
Molten veins of lava flowed under his skin, setting him afire with desire. He wanted every inch of her wrapped around him, embracing him, clinging to him with hedonistic need. He sank into hertnestness, alterly tly trying to devour her and worship her. He could fher her muscles clench around him, heralding her second release and he grinned with masculine satisfaction.
The table began to bang violently against the wall, but the couple did not care who could hear them. They were lost to the throes of their passion, chasing the elusive dream of release. With a final roar of victory, Miroku pushed Sango over the edge, following her down into the swirling sea of ecstasy. Their cries were heard across the village causing old lovers to s, yo, young mothers to frown at their children and a certain hanyou to flatten his ears in dejection.
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Inuyasha stared despairingly into the dark well. Kagome had stormed off last night after their little tiff and she hadn�t returned yet. She had been gone exactly twelve hours and that was the most they had ever been parted in the last year they had been together. Inuyasha didn�t like it one bit.
He didn�t understand what she was so mad about. He had already claimed her as her mate and he didn�t require her to go through the youkai mating ritual to do it either. Not that it mattered, she wasn�t youkai anyways. Why was this human ceremony so important to her? It was just plain stupid.
Inuyasha shifted his weight as he looked back down the well. He didn�t like being apart from her and he certainly didn�t like the fact that four hundred years separated them. He hissed in frustration as he leapt into the well. It was time to drag his bitch back to where she belonged.

�Are you going to tell me what�s bothering you Kagome?� Mrs. Higurashi looked at her daughter with eyes full of concern. She knew that she had been involved with Inuyasha seriously for some time now. She was very surprised when her daughter returned home yesterday without the boy in tow. Inuyasha had become a permanent figure in the household over the last year and it was pretty much accepted that he wasn�t leaving anytime soon.
Kagome fidgeted in her seat where she sat stirring the brownie mix her mother had given her to make. She wanted to talk to someone about Inuyasha. Scratch that. She really wanted to talk to her mother. This was important and her mother had always given her stellar advice in the past. The little girl inside of her still ached to have her mommy tell her it was going to be okay.
Slowly she told her mother about the heartbreak she had felt when Inuyasha had told her that he wouldn�t marry her. She tried to understand his point of view, that he was a demon and that ceremonies were unimportant to him, but why couldn�t he just see it from her point of view for once instead of being so stubborn. How could it possibly hurt him to do this one thing for her, especially since it would make her so happy? By the time she finished, silent tears were streaming down her face and her mother was holding her close in a comforting manner.
Mrs. Higurashi sighed deeply. She was struck with the sudden urge to yank on Inuyasha�s ears until he yelped for mercy. She knew that her daughter loved Inuyasha, but she was just so young. Only eighteen, still her baby. Kagome�s heart was breaking and there was no way for her to protect her oldest child from the pain. Young love was always the hardest to recover from. It was one the strongest emotions that humans felt and many had succumbed to the despair that it brought when it finally ended. The heart was such a fragile thing, but resilient just the same. She had no doubt that Kagome would move on, it would just take time.
Inuyasha exited the well, sniffing the area and frowning when he realized that Kagome was in the kitchen with her mother. He stalked over to the nearest tree with the intent of waiting until she was alone so he could talk to her without being interrupted. He didn�t mean to eavesdrop, it just sort of happened. His entire being was tuned to his mate and her tear filled voice instantly caught his undivided attention. He was a dog demon after all, his hearing was exceptional.
�Well dear, if he feels that strongly about it, perhaps he is trying to tell you something.� Mrs. Higurashi�s heart clenched when her daughter�s tear stained countenance turned up to meet hers.
�Do you think so mama?� Kagome�s heart began to crack as pain stole inside. She didn�t want to believe that Inuyasha didn�t love her anymore, but what was she supposed to think? He had been so adamant about his refusal to marry her. As though the very thought scared him. Perhaps, he was just content having her around for sex but didn�t want to settle down with her. Maybe he was falling out of love with her�
�You are very young Kagome and Inuyasha is just the first boy out of many that will come into your life.� Mrs. Hirogishi smoothed the tears from her daughter�s ravaged face. �You are too young to think about such things as marriage. Just enjoy your life right now, while you are still young enough. Just remember, you always have your family. We love you always.�
Kagome nodded and leaned back into her mother�s arms, trying to ignore the pieces of her heart that were breaking away and shattering in the wind.
Inuyasha tried to control the frothing anger that he felt whirling inside of him. �First boy out of many that will come into your life,� was what Mrs. Higurashi had said. Over my dead body, thought Inuyasha. No one was going to touch his mate while he still lived. He couldn�t understand why this was so upsetting to Kagome. Mrs. Hirogishi said that he was trying to tell Kagome something. Tell her what? Kagome seemed to understand her mother�s words and he didn�t miss the hurt in her tone when she replied. Inuyasha on the other hand had no idea what the two women were talking about.
Inuyasha leapt out of the tree to storm back to the well. He had heard enough, he needed time alone to think.

A/N

Anyone else here slightly disturbed that Mrs. Higurashi lets her baby girl traipse off to another era to fight demons? I mean, when I was her age I could barely get permission to go to the mall by myself.
Husband: That�s because you were caught having sex in the mall parking lot.
*Flames red and chokes while her hand reaches for the frying pan*
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