Inuyasha Gone Consecrated | By : Kuronohime Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > InuYasha/Kagome Views: 7549 -:- 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 |
Kagome woke from yet another horrid nightmare, gasping. This time she had dreamed of being possessed by a some kind of sinister power and acting like a wanton nymph because. She had tried to seduce Inuyasha and had completely depraved herself while doing so. She shuddered under her blanket and could only be grateful that it was just a dream.
Kagome sat up, yawned and stretched her arms languidly. The blanket slipped off her body and she realized that she wasn't at home. And she wasn't wearing her PJ's. And the blanket was not a blanket.
In a split of a second, her pupils shrunk to the size of needlepoints. Her surroundings settling in.
She was in the same room as in her dream. And the "blanket" was actually Inuyasha's fire rat suikan.
'No.' Her mind begged. She stood up, realizing that she was completely and utterly naked.
'Nononononononononononononono!' The young woman frantically chanted in her head.
'It could not have been... This is not happening!' She mentally screamed and scanned the room with her eyes looking for her clothes.
She spotted the disregarded miko robes scattered all over the floor.
An extremely vivid mental image of her being pressed against the half-demon, shrugging down her clothes while sucking his neck, was displayed before her eyes like in one of those horribly awkward sex ed class materials that were projected on the whiteboard in front of the class. Embarrassing but impossible to look away from.
She hurriedly crawled her way to the clothes and dressed herself in quiet shame. More and more of the sexual imagery of previous night being featured in the small theater of mortification within her brain. Image of him trembling above her as she sucked his... 'Oh, no.'
Another image of her forcing his hands on her ass while she grinded her privates against him. 'Oh GOD no!'
Lastly, her riding his face out like it was the mardi gras of sex.
'OHWHYGODWHY?!'
Her trembling hand neared on the door handle. As much as the thought of staying forever in the room tempted her, she knew she'd have to face the inevitable eventually. The sooner she was done with it, the easier. Like ripping off a band-aid. No need to prolong it. She just needed to get outside. Open the door. Go out. Face the music. She could do this.
Kagome pulled the door open and literally the next thing she saw was Inuyasha springing up from the ground where he'd been sitting and waiting.
Red tint shaded his cheeks but it was nothing compared to the deepest shade of burgundy Kagome's face had adopted as it's new, permanent color. No, sooner was definitely not better than later. And actually, better never than even later, she swore.
'Is it wrong of me to wish either one of us would have an aneurysm right now just so that I can gracefully avoid this?'
The moment Inuyasha saw Kagome, he felt his blood thickening. A small blush crept to his face but it wasn't from embarrassment. It was because she smelled so potently still of sex. And his release. Together they created a combination of wishful thoughts.
If she'd have him, he was hers. Now that the potion no longer had an effect on her, he wanted to make good on the promise he had made her last night. Oh, last night. The memory shook him internally and made him want to smile.
Kagome walked up to him, gripping onto his suikan, but keeping her eyes cast tightly downwards.
"Kagome..." He softly spoke, his voice full of hope, he reached his hand out to her.
The girl squeezed her eyes shut and crammed the fire rat garment into his hands.
"I'm so sorry." She uttered and ran away, leaving Inuyasha holding his clothes in bafflement. His heart sunk in his chest. Had everything that had transpired between them last night been only because of the potion?
***
Kagome ran around the village, looking for the only person who could give her guidance. It wasn't the elderly miko, but a friend who understood the turmoils of the young maiden heart more intimately.
Kagome found her dear friend by the river, washing the gutted meat of a hare prepping it to be later preserved in salt.
"Oh, Sango-chan!" Kagome's teary voice immediately caught the attention of the slayer who finished washing the blood off her hands. The older woman instinctively dropped the meat she was preparing and opened her arms for ready consolation. "I've made a horrible thing!" The younger woman cried against the bosom of her spiritual big sister as glistening, fat tears streamed down her face and chin. Sango rubbed Kagome on the back reassuringly, like a good big sister would.
"Now, now, Kagome-chan. Calm down. Tell me?" Sango hushed the more petite miko that trembled in her arms.
Kagome fought down her embarrassment and told, albeit not in great detail, about the events of last night and how she had disgraced herself. Forcing herself on Inuyasha, practically abusing him. Sango mentally mused if Kagome had forgotten the bit about their encounter last night. Not that she would ever hold that against Kagome, Sango knew perfectly well it was only due to the potion.
"How can he ever forgive me? How can I amend our friendship?" Kagome bawled and wiped her runny nose with the sleeve of her miko uniform. It was already sullied being worn by a wretched creature like herself.
"Kagome..." Sango sighed and smiled. She had seen Inuyasha exiting Kaede's hut late last night. He had been wearing a blissful, dull-witted grin on his face for the whole night. If Sango was sure of something, it was that whatever had happened between her friends during the night, even something that might jeopardize their friendship, the hanyou was not the least bit sorry for it.
"Did he tell you as much? That he thinks less of you now?" Sango reasoned. She didn't want to out-right tell her how things obviously were. She wanted her dearest friend come to the realization on her own.
"Well... We haven't discussed about last night." Kagome sniffed. "And I'm just too embarrassed to even try." She breathed and buried her face into Sango's shoulder.
What a pair of bone-heads, both of them, Sango thought. Partly endearingly but also genuinely frustrated.
"What do you want? Do you want to remain just friends after... last night? Assuming he's not angry with you." She nudged her into the direction of the obvious answer begging to be discovered.
"I don't know," Kagome sighed deeply. At least she wasn't crying anymore. "Being a miko kinda puts an embargo on the whole thing... And I just don't want to lose him."
Sango saw from the corner of her eye an shadow midst the trees. As much as she scolded Miroku for his cupidian antics, finding it quite untasteful to shoehorn one's expectations and curiosity unto the relationships of close friends, Sango found herself now guilty of the same.
"Kagome, if you had to choose between being a miko and being with Inuyasha – not as friends but lovers – which one does your heart desire more?"
The young priestess raised her chin off Sango's shoulder and she looked her friend in the eye, taken aback by her forward question. A question she hadn't even asked herself.
"I... I always thought that I could do both... Be a miko and... have Inuyasha close to me." She recapped her thinking. "I've never given thought to the fact that... there could be something physical between us." She swallowed. "But if it was a possibility... To be with him like that..." She blushed and didn't want to elaborate, only concluded with certitude. "I would always choose him."
Sango smiled, and patted Kagome on the head.
"Now you finally know something I've known the first time I saw you two bickering about." She laughed.
Kagome, however, didn't share her friend's optimism.
"But even if I want him... After last night, how he could possibly want me? After the way I humiliated myself. He must think I'm a horrible floozy!"
Sango shook her head slowly, the smile not wavering on her lips. "I highly doubt that, but maybe that's something you should ask him yourself." She said and pointed something behind Kagome's back.
Kagome swiftly spun around only to see that Inuyasha had walked behind them. He tried his best to keep his face as blank as possible, but his eyes positively sparkled.
Sango crouched on the ground to pick up her meal.
"I think you two have some talking to do." She almost snickered, the petrified look on Kagome's face only fueling her amusement.
Sango didn't say anything more, simple winked at Kagome and began heading back to the village.
Now, left to their own vices, Kagome bit her lip nervously and kicked a loose stone with the edge of her shoe.
"So, how much did- ah, crap, you heard all of it, didn't you?" Kagome exasperatedly sighed and finally looked at Inuyasha.
He was radiating like the sun. Unable to hold back the ludicrous grin that bubbled within him. He nodded.
"And..." Kagome gathered her courage, feeling a slight ease seeing his smile. "You don't hate me?"
"Kagome." Inuyasha said, even though still smiling, he sounded stern. "I love you."
The girl blinked her eyes, blinked them again and just stared at the half-demon. How could he make such proclaim so effortlessly? Usually it was an impossible task to even make him admit that he liked dog biscuits.
"You do? I mean... Really? Are you really sure?" Kagome struggled to almost breath.
Inuyasha didn't say anything, just beamed that unwavering happiness and took a really deep breath.
"Miroku, if ya haven't made yourself scarce from behind that rock by the time I'm going to kiss my woman, I'll be sending your ass flying back to the village the express way." Inuyasha said in a very loud voice that startled Kagome.
A hurried rustling was heard nearby and a voice somewhere in the distance commented.
"Very good, I'll be making my leave now. Carry on!"
Kagome couldn't pinpoint where exactly Miroku had been hiding, but she stopped worrying about it as soon as Inuyasha closed the distance between them and stole her lips. She swooned into his arms.
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