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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 Three

InuYasha stared at the raven-haired beauty stunned. With all her inspection of his features he really shouldn’t have been surprised at her question. He had just honestly assumed her thoughts would take her down a darker path and that instead her question would be more along the lines of ‘Why haven’t you killed me yet?’
Tilting his head back he smirked at her and purposely let the tip of a single fang poke out; wanting to tease her a bit and see just how “unafraid” of him she really was. Very curious as to how she was going to react, his scarlet-gold eyes watched her intently as he smoothly answered her question with a simple statement.
“A demon.”
Quickly catching on to his teasing, Kagome let out a small exasperated sigh as he toyed with her. He didn’t scare her one bit now, and honestly, she didn’t see how he could. Why would someone go through so much effort to save another just to turn around and hurt them? No, she wasn’t concerned for her safety, she was merely curious and little amazed. It was obvious he wasn’t human, and he wasn’t the first non-human being she had met since literally falling into this strange world.
It would appear her grandfather’s old stories about demons and magic were true after all and her mind was buzzing with questions about everything. However, the questions that buzzed the loudest and held her interest most were those regarding her very handsome hero. Taking a deep breath, she let a stream of inquiries come pouring out.
“I know that much just…. What are you? That centipede woman… she called you a half demon? Yet the men, they referred to you as a demon? Why were they afraid of you? Why were you pinned to the Sacred Tree? Why do your eyes change like that? Why do you have those cute ears? Can I touch ‘em?!”
Towards the end of her entourage of questions Kagome’s voice had risen with excitement, especially at her request to touch his ears. And her stormy eyes were wide in enthusiasm as she stared back at him patiently waiting for the answers she sought.
InuYasha’s brow shot up at the slew of inquiries being thrown at him. Astonished as well that the girl didn’t seem to breathe during the process. He was trying to keep up with her questions and process them all when the last one in particular caught his attention.
‘My ears? She wants to touch my ears.’
At first, he didn’t know what to make of the odd request, but his demon immediately jumped at the opportunity to have her touch him in anyway. It was, after all, just one more way to coat her in his scent. With that thought in mind he silently answered her last question by leaning his head down and to the side toward her. He gave his right ear an intentional twitch as her green light and a faint smile crossed his lips as she let out a small ‘eep’ of happiness.
He watched out of the corners of his eyes as she repositioned his red suikan into her right hand. And, to his slight disappointment, she made sure she had a good grip on the material before letting go with her left to reach for his presented ear. His disappointment was soon forgotten though as her small delicate hand made contact with his furry appendage. InuYasha had to stifle a groan at the contact and his eyes fluttered closed as she began to gently massage his white canine ear between a thumb and index finger.
It wasn’t long before he felt his demon’s urges rising; the need to properly mark her starting to rapidly overwhelm him. He tried to focus his energy elsewhere and concentrate on all the questions she had bombarded him with. However, that proved very difficult to accomplish when she was sending sparks straight from his ear to other… locations.
‘Talented fucking wench…’
Groaning when he finally couldn’t take any more for fear he might act on the desires building in him, he pulled his head back and his ear out of her grasp. Trying to calm down, he refused to let himself look at the woman. His demon was already whispering dirty deeds into his ears and at that moment he didn’t need the sight of her to fuel him further.
Sensing her confusion at his sudden retreat, he was happy to focus her attention, and his, on giving her answers. He stared hard at the walls of the cave for a moment, collecting his thoughts before he began. When he finally broke the brief silence between them his voice was low and little raspy from his lingering excitement.
“I’m an Inu Youkai. Technically I am a half demon, but I’m more demon at the moment. That’s why my eyes change. With my demon blood so close to the surface, my eyes bleed red. When it takes full control, my whole face transforms.”
InuYasha had purposely skipped over one of her questions. He wasn’t much for talking in his demon state to begin with, but he honestly just didn’t want to get into it. The whole ordeal had been a big mess and had cost him years of freedom. The exact amount of years still unknown to him.
His demon seethed at the reminder of its captivity. Causing his fist to tighten at his side. Before the beast had a chance to get too riled up though it was soothed by the sound of his wench’s voice.
“Inu Youkai… so that’s why you have dog ears!”
InuYasha allowed himself to glance over at her then. He couldn’t help the slight lift at the corner of his mouth as a small giggle escaped her from her amusement for his ears. What for most were a clear symbol of his demon heritage and a warning sign to stay away, to her seemed to bring forth child-like delight. To his knowledge no one else had ever reacted the way she did to his ears and he’d be lying if he said her joy with them didn’t make him happy.
His eyes narrowed slightly out of annoyance, however, as she started up again with even more questions. He supposed he should appreciate that she felt comfortable with him and he did have to admit that he preferred her talking to him than shirking away in fear. It also helped that he loved the sound of her voice.
“So what causes your demon blood to rise like that?”
Cocking a brow at her, he was intrigued that she genuinely seemed to want to know more about him. Most humans took him at face value, he was a demon and you stayed away from demons, none ever tried to get to know what made him tick. He supposed he couldn’t fault them for it, they did what they had to in order to survive and while not all youkai were murderous blood craving monsters, too many were. So, he could understand why the majority of humans kept their distance. Better to not interact with demons at all rather than take the chance on whether it is a bad or a good youkai you were dealing with.
That was why it really did amaze him that the wench was talking to him like it was the most natural thing. While it wasn’t unheard of for humans and youkai to mingle… hell, he’d even had relatively good interactions with humans before and the whole reason for his existence stemmed from the fact that his demon father and human mother came together… there was almost always some unease and apprehension in the encounter. And it normally was on the human’s end. But he couldn’t scent any fear or apprehension coming from her, which peaked his interest and made him want to continue their conversation all the more despite his usually untalkative state. Turning his body more toward her so that he could make better eye contact as he answered her, his clawed hand idly went to cover the spot where the jewel resided in his hakama pocket.
“Normally, my demon blood rises in order to protect myself. Lending me extra strength and heightened senses. It can also rise some if I feel extreme rage.”
Kagome nodded, thinking back on to when she had first met him pinned to the tree. He had been full of rage then and his eyes had flashed red from time to time. But she saw no reason he would be full of rage now. In fact, he seemed to be calm, cool, and collected.
Watching as his words sank in with the wench, InuYasha pulled the jewel out of his pocket as her confusion started to set in. Revealing it to her eyes, he wasn’t surprised by the sharp gasp that left her. Her left hand instantly going to press into her left side where the gem had been torn free.
“This is the Sacred Jewel of Four Souls. Being in my possession, it’s the jewel that is keeping my demon so close to the surface and at times bringing it forth completely.”
Blue-grays never leaving the dark pink almost purple glow of the jewel, Kagome nodded absent mindedly as she took in all the information. Once again it crossed her mind that all of her grandpa’s “nonsense” was quickly becoming reality. Although, what InuYasha said last didn’t make much sense to her.
“At times?”
InuYasha sighed as he saw even more confusion in her steal-blue gaze and he resigned himself for a long discussion. Contemplating how best to describe everything to her, he started slow and was unsure of his words.
“The Sacred Jewel is made up of both good and evil. Demons, with our energy being dark in nature, bring forth the jewels evil. While those few humans that possess spiritual powers purify the jewel. “
Pausing to make sure she was keeping up with him so far, he was shocked at the words she interjected.
“I know that already. My grandpa told me all about the jewel back home at the shrine. I just don’t understand how it can allow your demon energy to completely take over at times and only partially at others?”
Now InuYasha was truly perplexed by the strange girl. She demonstrated spiritual powers, yet seemed astonished that she possessed them? Then she tells him her home is at a shrine, has been told of the jewel, but still seems stunned at seeing it?
Staring hard at her now with skepticism, he wondered briefly what game she was playing at. However, since he had yet to smell any deceit or any other scent that would indicate deception he didn’t believe she was lying. Moreover, what purpose would she have for lying about such things? He knew the best way to get to the bottom of everything was to get straight to the point, so he cut no corners in answering her and stated his reply factually.
“It’s you.”
Kagome felt a little uneasy with how hard InuYasha was staring at her. It was like he was trying to decipher a code. His simple statement didn’t help things and only caused her more confusion.
“Me?!”
Deciding it would be better to show her rather than to try to explain, InuYasha reached for her free hand. Mindful of his claws, he gently pulled her hand forward between them and turned it so her palm was up.
Butterflies took flight in her stomach once more as his large calloused hand took hold of her smaller and much softer one. A small blush heated Kagome’s cheeks as he turned her hand, the claw of his thumb sending shivers down her spine as it softly grazed the skin of her palm.
She was fixing to ask what he was doing, when his other hand came to place a cool smooth solid object into her palm. As his hand retreated her eyes took in the sight of the dark pink gem. When he released her completely, a small gasp escaped her lungs as she watched and felt the jewel transform. Her blue-grays’ were wide as they took in the soft glow of blue and pink surrounding the jewel. And her mouth formed a small O shape as she felt energy leaving her hand, traveling out into the jewel.
The jewels dark pink color swiftly transformed to a pure light pink, to the point it was almost transparent it was so light. It was beautiful and mesmerizing and Kagome was just about to comment such. But the words never came, because as she looked pass the jewel to InuYasha her breath left her as her gaze took his image in.
Gorgeous golden honey eyes held her stare with not a drop of red in sight. The warmth of them filled her with peace yet set her insides ablaze. They were even more beautiful than the jewel and unquestionably more mesmerizing. In no time she found herself being captivated and enchanted just as she had been when she had first saw his beautiful gaze.
InuYasha held her eyes as he reached out to pluck the jewel from her opened palm. Using her captivation to his advantage, he held the gem between a clawed index and thumb and brought the pink orb up into her line of sight to be sure she would see its transformation. Watching as her eyes slowly focused on the gem, he silently observed as her stormy-grays began to shine in wonderment as the jewel darkened yet again and a dark cloud swam around inside it. Her eyes then jerked back to his and he didn’t miss the disappointment in her stare as she watched his own bled red once more.
“With you so close, your spiritual powers help to keep the jewel from completely darkening. Allowing my demon to stay just at the surface, but not taking over my thoughts.”
Nodding her understanding, Kagome watched dazed as InuYasha placed the dark pink gem back inside the pocket of his hakama. She wasn’t as astonished as she should be to learn that she had spiritual powers, but she had grown up on shrine. Just whoever would have thought her grandpa’s crazy stories were true?
Still though something was eating at her.
“How’d it get inside my body?”
InuYasha mentally groaned. He should have known they would eventually come back around to matters of the past. But while he really didn’t want to discuss this topic, he reasoned it was better to get it out of the way.
“The Priestess Kikyo was the guardian over the jewel years ago. She was meant to keep it safe and purified at all times. Should anything ever happen to her, she had given strict instructions to have the jewel burned with her body.”
Standing, he walked over to the fire to throw more logs onto it. Simply needing to move around since his demon blood was getting antsy as he started speaking of that bitch.
“Because the jewel was inside you… I believe you are her reincarnation.”
Having just now realized what he had said InuYasha had to chuckle to himself. It was an odd feeling to realize he felt so different about the same soul. Although he supposed that it wasn’t exactly the soul he felt differently toward rather it was the person harboring it. When possessed by the bitch Kikyo he had ended up despising that soul, well more precisely her. Of course, he hadn’t always felt that way towards her; in the beginning he had been drawn to her. Now he felt he understood why. He believed his meeting Kikyo was to ultimately lead him to Kagome. Even with the very short amount of time he’d known her, with Kagome as the owner of the soul he felt nothing but fondness.
And the way his demon screamed at him to mark her had all kinds of warning bells going off. Inu-Youkai were part of the group of demons that tended to mate for life and with such a big commitment you had better be damned sure that the one you mated was in fact ‘the one’. That wasn’t to say that they couldn’t still have some fun before finding their true mate; it was just that their form of what the humans called “marriage” was a little stronger of a bond.
He’d asked his vassal, Myouga, once how Inu-Youkai knew when they’d found their true mate. The little flea hadn’t been much help, simply telling him to listen to his instincts. That although he be but a half demon, his father’s blood was strong in him and that his demon nature would guide him. That was back when he had first met Kikyo. The pull he’d felt and the feelings he had had for her at one point were a sensation he had never felt before and he thought, incorrectly, that his instincts were trying to tell him something. But his beast had never reacted to her the way that it did with Kagome.
He was so wrapped up in his pondering that InuYasha almost missed his wench’s follow up question.
“Who is Kikyo exactly? What happened to her? When you say her name… I can feel the hatred you have for her. And when you first saw me, you hated the sight of me because you thought I was her…”
InuYasha couldn’t miss the dejection that crept into her voice. His ears laid back some as he turned slightly to see the melancholy look on her lovely face. Unable to handle the sadness that had settled over her, he rushed to correct her.
“Kikyo was cold. Everything about her was cold. I get angry because she betrayed me.”
Finding it more and more difficult to keep himself from physically touching the woman, InuYasha walked over and crouched down right in front of her. Tenderly he brought his clawed hand up to cradle her face, purposely cupping the side that wasn’t bruised. He growled low at the splash of ugly colors blending on her delicate flesh. The discoloration spread from the corner of her right eye down to her cheek. Someone had struck her hard and judging by the pattern blemishing her skin it looked like she’d been backhanded.
His eyes then traveled down to the split in her chin, which only helped to cause his blood to boil further. He cursed that he had already killed the man responsible; desiring not for the first time to bring the bastard back to life just so he could slaughter him all over again. Knowing he needed to calm down and that getting angry wouldn’t accomplish anything, he forced himself to focused on the woman in front of him.
Looking pass the ugly things that marred her face, InuYasha instead took in her beauty. Her still slightly damp onyx hair framing her face perfectly, with a rebellious stand curling up around her cheek. The curl directed his eyes to her full, and might he add, kissable, lips which were slightly parted. Not wanting to tempt temptation, he forced his gaze on up to her delicate straight nose and further still until his eyes locked with her own. Even as his demon was calmed by her he knew he was in trouble. Kami, he loved her eyes, but the further he let himself fall into them the harder it was to climb back out and gain some control over himself.
Kagome felt her cheeks warm from the proximity she was in with InuYasha. Despite their demonic features, his eyes were kind as he held her face in his hand. For a moment, his stare flashed with anger and she didn’t miss the low growl he let out when his eyes focused on the area where she had been struck. Fleetingly his eyes darted down to the split in her chin, and a murderous look came over him. However, just as quickly his gaze turned soft again as his eyes began to roam her face. She could barely suppress a shiver when their gazes clashed and her heart thudded loudly from the depth in which he stared into her.
Abruptly, his eyes left hers just as his hand pulled back from her face. A small whine left Kagome, already missing the affection he conveyed to her through that small contact. His voice grabbed her attention, preventing her from reading too much into things as he went on to give her, her unanswered questions. Sincerely curious about his past and how he had come to be pinned to the Tree of Ages, with an arrow of all things, she listened intently as he told her what had happened to both himself and the dead Kikyo.
InuYasha had pulled his hand from Kagome’s cheek out of fear of hurting her. He didn’t trust his demons’ spikes of anger when he thought of the miko bitch, so he definitely didn’t want his dangerous talons so close to such tender flesh.
Eyes focused downward on the ground he began to tell Kagome about how he had once cared for the cold priestess. How he had even helped her to protect the Sacred Jewel. After having grown somewhat close, Kikyo had eventually offered the magic gem to him once in hopes that he would use it to become human. When he turned down her offer, not wishing to lose his demon strength, she began to distance herself.
It wasn’t long after that that he discovered her dirty secret hidden away deep in the forest.
Kikyo had been harboring a fugitive. A human man named Onigumo who had lost his ability to move. In her care for him, it seemed she had grown affections for the vile piece of filth. She had then wanted to use the jewel to save his soul and to heal him.
InuYasha had put a major damper on their plans. He had followed Kikyo out to the clearing of the cave one day, concerned over her being so deep into the demon infested forest. That was when he discovered the bandit hidden away inside. Fury had filled him as his keen ears picked up their hushed voices. His demon roaring at such treachery, he sought answers. He confronted Kikyo, and that’s when everything went to hell.
The miko bitch told him outright that she simply couldn’t be with a demon. That at least there was hope for the fugitive man. It angered InuYasha to hear that she would rather be with a man who had once found joy in committing evil deeds than to be with him. All because he had demon blood running through his veins.
Said demon blood had boiled as he spitefully barked out that he would just take the jewel for himself. That’s when Kikyo attacked him. In his haste to escape her arrows in such a confined space, he had knocked over a lantern. The combination of dried leaves and oil spilling had set the cave ablaze. The fugitives’ screams had filled his ears as InuYasha took off toward the village. He didn’t care what became of the sleazy man or the treacherous bitch. His only goal now was to retrieve the jewel he had once sought after.
He had truly thought he was in the clear, thinking that Kikyo would be too busy trying to save the man from burning alive. It was a jolting shock through his heart that proved to him otherwise.
As his tale ended and his voice trailed off, InuYasha was surprised to catch the tangy scent of salt. Glancing back up to Kagome’s face, he was confused to see her holding back tears.
Kagome had sat and listened to InuYasha as he recalled the events that led to his imprisonment with a heavy heart. Each new piece of information causing her to dislike this Kikyo more and more. Pain shot through her heart as she realized that while he had loved her, Kikyo had not returned the emotion to InuYasha. As a result, sad angry tears began to build up in her eyes.
Before he could wrap his head around what was causing his wench distress, InuYasha found himself encased in her small arms. The red cloth of his suikan bunched up between them, acting as the only barrier between their skin. He swallowed hard as he had a clear view of her back side. The angle she had unknowingly placed herself in caused her back to sway and her ass to jut out. He struggled to look away but despite how hard he fought he was losing his inner battle. The thin white material covering her perfectly rounded rear was practically see-through and his greedy eyes happily took in the sight.
His attention was pulled back to her distress, however, as the scent of her tears grew stronger and her arms around his chest tightened as she started trying to speak to him. InuYasha tilted his head to gaze down at the top of her head, astonished as he finally was able to decipher her words.
Kagome couldn’t stand it. How could someone toy with another’s emotions like that?! Excluding the few minutes when they had first met, InuYasha had been nothing but kind to her. Sure, he was a little rough around the edges but his heart was kind. She could hardly stand what Kikyo had done to him, but knowing that she shared the same soul as the bitch? Kagome felt awful and wanted so badly to take away any hurt that her pre-incarnation had caused him. Without any thought, her body acted on its own accord as she found herself clinging to InuYasha’s bare chest. Her modesty leaving her for the moment as she paid no mind to where her covering ended up.
She held him tightly as she fought back her tears. The day had already been a roll coaster of emotions for her and she tried hard not to give in to the urge to cry. Her broken words were thick with emotion and she had to push them pass the lump in her throat.
“I…I’m so sorry! You loved her… and she didn’t…”
InuYasha was about to speak up to correct her on her ‘love’ comment, when her next pain-filled words caught the air in his lungs as if a weight had been placed on his chest.
“And... and I look like her! You must hate me… for reminding you of… of that bitch!”
He was completely stunned at first and for a moment all he could do was stare down at her mystified that this human woman considered his feelings to such an extent. Still, he couldn’t help but to smirk at how such a harsh word sounded so out of place when leaving the wench’s mouth. Her jerky breathes from how hard she was trying to keep from crying finally kicked him into action. InuYasha gently gathered her up in his arms, and cradling her like a child he stood with her in his hold and made his way to the fire.
Sitting with his legs crossed, he made sure to place her bottom up on his left thigh. He didn’t want to freak her out; his goal was to calm her not upset her more and his flagpole had been at half-mast for a while now from being around her. Setting her on that would not only ensure that he would be at full attention, but would effectively cause her more distress. And his demon was already growling at him over causing her grief to begin with.
Gathering his thoughts, he stared into the fire as he spoke. His voice a little gruff from his demon being so on edge.
“Yes and no. The shape of your face is similar and your scents are close, but that’s where the similarities end. Her hair was a dull brown and her eyes were the same.”
He sensed that his words seemed to be calming her. The few tears that had managed to escape her had stopped, leaving small wet trails down her face. Tilting his head InuYasha caught her watery eyes with his own.
“You are warm. Your hair is jet black and your eyes are a blue-gray that are so full of life.”
Kagome gazed up into his crimson-amber gaze comforted by his words. She was unable to explain the connection she felt with him. The only thing she knew was how utterly safe she felt in his presence. Especially with how he was holding her now.
She wasn’t sure how long she stayed lost in his eyes, it was so easy to do, but whatever spell that held her was broken as he moved. To her horror, he moved his hand to reposition his suikan to cover her sheer bra-clad exposed breast. A small awkward cough leaving his throat as he did so. Mortified, Kagome’s face lit up to the color of a bright red tomato. Clutching his suikan tightly to her chest and refusing to meet his eyes, her blush only darkened when she heard a deep chuckle come from him.
InuYasha was filled with male pride at the trust he could see his wench already had for him and his youkai nature was at peace with his ability to calm her. The tranquility of the moment had affected them both; proven when he felt her body relax against his causing his to return the gesture. And just as he thought he could be content with only holding her, a certain piece of rosy pink flesh caught his eye.
Apparently, his suikan had gotten bunched up in all the movement and he was just now noticing how little the crimson material was covering. Her left breast was poking out taunting him with the tight small round nipple he could see through the white fabric. At the sight he felt his demonic lust start to stir once more and InuYasha hastily moved to cover the tantalizing flesh. He done so less out of any kind of chivalry and more out of fear that he would maul the woman.
At seeing how embarrassed the wench became, once she realized she had been exposing herself to him, he couldn’t stop the chuckle that left him. His amusement came from both with how mortified she was and with himself.
How many times in one night would he have to fight off his growing desire for this woman?
Hungrily his eyes traveled down her body, but his thoughts shifted as his stare landed on her side. He wondered if the area was still tender to her. Merely wishing to check on her wound, he didn’t think as he reached to pull his suikan away from her side.
Kagome jumped as cool night air hit her side from being exposed. Jerking her eyes to the area being revealed to watch as InuYasha’s clawed hand pulled his suikan up off of her, her eyes widened. She immediately tried to snatch the material back down to cover herself, but the fabric didn’t budge in his grip. Baffled by his actions, her voice left her in a squeak as she shrieked at him.
“What are you doing?!”
InuYasha stilled his movements but didn’t release his hold on his suikan. Lifting an eyebrow at her, he stated matter-of-factly as if it were painfully obvious.
“Checking your wound.”
Almost immediately, Kagome’s face relaxed and her protests dried up as she ceased her, clearly useless, pulling at the suikan covering her. She was now curious herself what kind of damage her body had been left with after the day she had had.   And as InuYasha moved the material of his shirt back only far enough to see her side, Kagome was shocked by what she saw.
Having expected a bloody torn gash to meet her eyes, she was truly surprised to find tender bright pink skin. She was instantly lost in thought trying to figure out how she could have healed so quickly. InuYasha’s warm fingers lightly brushing the sensitive area pulled her back to reality as the touch caused her to grimace.
His eyes narrowed at the sound of Kagome sucking air through her teeth and he retracted his hand to glare at the large blemish on her side. To say he was angry at himself was an understatement, because InuYasha knew he should have spent more time tending to her wounds.
“How bad does it hurt?”
His tone and appearance puzzled Kagome. The look on his face expressed he was pissed, but although his voice was deep, his tone was gentle and full of concern. Trying to figure out what was going on in his head, her reply came across as meek.
“It’s not too bad…just uncomfortable.”
Nodding slowly at her response, InuYasha was happy to know her pain wasn’t severe. Still his demon pushed him to apologize, seeking forgiveness for not properly caring for his wench.
“I’m sorry. I should have spent more time healing you. I was just concentrating on stopping the bleeding.”
He wasn’t expecting the confused expression that danced over Kagome’s features.
“You did this?”
InuYasha paid no mind as her head gave a short jerk in the direction of her side, instead he could only stare at her stupidly. Did she not remember waking and finding him with his tongue buried in her leg?
“Of course… Who else would have healed you wench?”
Kagome looked at him blankly, paying no attention to his slightly belittling tone. She was focusing hard on trying to recall more of the nights’ events when painful memories started to surface.
Her eyes widened as she remembered waking up in horrible pain, only to find her savior to be the cause of it. At the time, she had been terrified by what he was doing and her mind had been too absorbed in the pain pulsing through her to form a coherent thought. Kagome shuddered in a bad way as she recalled the feel of his tongue repeatedly pushing inside her thigh.
Remembering her thigh, she reached to bring the material of the suikan up to see a circular version of the same type skin that was on her side.
Wonderment mixed into her confusion and was slowly starting to take precedence as she kept reminding herself that he had done this. Her stormy-blues found his eyes once more and as his amber-red stare locked with hers, Kagome found herself being truly amazed by this man.
“How did you…?”
InuYasha had sat quietly as his wench scrambled to sort the puzzle out. He knew the second she had finally remembered waking to find him healing her. Her eyes had widened and her body physically shook, not to mention he had heard the hard thumps of her heart as it picked up speed.
He continued to observe as she exposed her thigh, he guessed verifying to herself she hadn’t dreamed the ordeal. While she was focused in on her leg, he took that time to inspect the wound himself. His eyes searching intently for anything he may have missed.
His demon chastised himself for not spending more time healing this wound as well. He should have tampered down the battle that had been raging on inside him and continued his treatment on her. His own comfort be damned.
InuYasha was genuinely upset with himself and his guilt worsened as her trusting eyes found his again. Her voice pulled him from his mental turmoil and he tried to focus instead on answering her.
“Some Inu Youkai have a poison element in their blood and saliva. Others’, like myself, have healing capabilities.”
He watched her face closely as she digested the information. Seeing no signs of fear, he was fascinated yet again by how her trust in him never wavered as she learned more about him and the demonic traits he possessed.
A moment later his breath was stolen from him as a large beautiful smile spread across her face. Her voice a sweet sound to his ears as she spoke softly.
“Thank you.”
InuYasha’s chest puffed with pride at having pleased his wench in some way. His demon satisfied with her acknowledgement and approval over what he’d done to save her. However; as her face fell and a far-off look entered her eyes, his happiness sank. Watching her gaze go from her side then to her thigh, her sigh was heavy on his ears.
“I guess I’m going to be covered in scars…”
The small sad smile that took place over her once vibrant one ate at him and in no time, he was rushing to fix it. His demon nature was of course only encouraging him; pleased at the possibility of righting his wrong. So, he spoke before he gave any thought to just exactly what he was offering or what he was going to be putting himself through.
“I can fix that.”
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