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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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Kagome and Sango were roused from the conversation they were engrossed in as a thunderous crash, followed by an screeching howl of pain, echoed through the village. The panicky squawks of birds filled the air as they fled in flocks from their peaceful branches.
Neither woman said anything, both dashed out of Sango's hut, whatever weapons they managed to quickly grab in the process.
Another violent smash and a lieu of cusses told them where to head.
Kagome arrived the scene, just after Sango, to witness Inuyasha, bloody and beaten to a pulp, scattered on the ground, next to halfway demolished hut. Shippo stood on the opposite direction, madness and elation twisting his expression. It seemed as if he didn't even notice the two women as he fisted his hands and looked like he was readying another bolt of attack in Inuyasha's direction.
"NO! STOP IT!" Kagome screamed and ran towards Shippo while Sango hurried to Inuyasha's aid.
That desperate plea appeared to shake Shippo back into his senses and he relaxed his pose which had been tensed ready for a bounce.
"What are you doing?!" Kagome snapped and grabbed a hold of Shippo's haori – as if she could truly contain him did he decide to make another serving of minute steak out of Inuyasha.
Shippo watched as Sango hunched over Inuyasha to estimate the damage he had sustained. His earlier triumphant exhilaration shriveled and was engulfed by feeling of remorse as he looked at the expressions on the two women. Kagome was angry, sad, and afraid, he could not only smell it, but blatantly see.
His chest felt tight. Was he any better than that idiot now? For causing everyone to worry. He gently placed his hand on Kagome's arm, not gripping or squeezing, just resting it cautiously lightly there.
"Kagome..." He wanted to apologize, but the words got caught in his throat when the young woman gave him an piercing glare.
A long groan broke Shippo's and Kagome's silent stare. They saw Inuyasha sitting up, with the aid of Sango, holding his head and spitting out blood and gravel.
"Fuck." He coughed and wiped blood off his chin. "Wher'd that motherfucker go?" He blustered and tried to get back on his feet. He growled for his bruised flesh and, probably, broken ribs.
As soon as he had gotten up, he saw his assailant standing next to Kagome, holding her hand in a cozy buddy-buddy manner. The maimed pride of Inuyasha made him neglect his pain as he nearly sprinted towards Shippo. And he would have had Sango not held him back.
"Whatta fuck is that assbreath with a shard doing with Kagome?" Inuyasha snarled and tried to whisk Sango's hands away from the back of his coat. Shippo was taken aback by his words, his eyes briefly widening in shock, but he still pulled Kagome behind his back and bared his own teeth at Inuyasha.
"Inuyasha, stop it!" Sango commanded sternly and took his arms into a militarian-like vice-grip.
"Enough!" She announced, giving Shippo a not-so-friendly stare as an equal castigation with was efficient enough to put out the fire for fighting in Shippo for good.
"Well, at least he seems to be back into his good spirits." Kagome noted sourly and looked at the man in the fire rat robes. This was the first time she had seen him since his latest visit to a certain other priestess.
Inuyasha stared at Kagome, or tried. His other eye had begun to swell close and made seeing harder.
"Explain this to me." He dictated, to no-one in particular. After witnessing that the hanyou was still alive, Kagome's concern for him eased and she felt like she was not in the mood of licking his wounds right now. Not the physical, nor the mental ones.
"Sango, if you will." Kagome requested and turned her back at Inuyasha. Grabbing a hold of Shippo's arm and dragging him away from the scene as she walked away. It would do all of them good to cool down a little while not in the direct line of sight of each other.
As Shippo was being escorted, or rather hauled, away, he stuck out his tongue at Inuyasha for a farewell.
The cusses they departed under were enough to make an average sailor blush.

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When they had trekked of an adequate distance from the village, Kagome veered them off the small pathway in the Inuyasha no Mori and nearly slammed Shippo into a tree.
"Now." She warned him and took a deep breath. "What the hell was that?" She huffed, her coarse language stunning Shippo for a moment. "What sort of idiotic masculine urge did you have to attack Inuyasha like that?"
"I-" Shippo tried to defend himself, but Kagome was having none of it. She wasn't done letting out the steam. The sleepless night in the previous night, Shippo's transformation, the shikon shard, Shippo having the feud with Inuyasha, Inuyasha prancing around wooing dead soul-sucking abominations, Inuyasha being practically indistinguishable from minced meat, Shippo being suddenly a very attractive grown man, Shippo pressing her against Miroku's wardrobe and... It was all too much. Too many things too soon. Her head was a muddled mess. Inuyasha probably had that beating coming – for several reasons, but not like this.
"What you did was just... I know you guys don't have the best track record, but-" Now it was Kagome's turn to be cut short.
Shippo backed her against a tree and before he could reign himself back under control, he found himself exploring the taste of Kagome's mouth.
It was so very confusing being an adult. One moment he wanted nothing as badly as to pummel his fists into the face of another man. Reveling in the violence and show of his strength. The next moment he was powerless in front of a mere human woman and he enjoyed it. He enjoyed every aspect of the way she made him weak.
A hard slap sounded like a grotesque slam next to his ear. The force behind it hadn't been much, but the shrill clap broke the silence of the forest abruptly.
"How dare you..." Kagome panted, the look in her eyes venomous, but her words were out of breath and soft.
And her smell.
A man that possessed even the slightest bit of decency, would leave a lady be, if not sooner, but definitely after getting smacked on the cheek with daggers flying out of the woman's eyes.
But her body smelled like a canvas of flowers that had been rained upon after a long drought. Alive, fluorescent and full of bloom.
His eyes glid to her lips, still moist, quivering. Her chest rapidly rose and fell, a steady blush creeping up the collar of her school uniform to her neck and cheeks. Blood rushed inside her.
He could feel the overwhelming, animalistic response of his own body that echoed hers. His chest began to rise and fall in succession, his blood practically humming in his ears.
No wonder human males were so conflicted about the "mixed signals of women" as Miroku had put it after a time he had been heavy-handedly rejected and Shippo inquired why did he continue to pursue the women even after their initial evident repulsion.
So, Shippo wasn't phased by Kagome's reaction. He tilted his head down again and stole another sample of those succulent plump lips.
This time she let out a little moan and tilted her own head back for a better access for Shippo's mouth. When she tried to once again slap him, Shippo caught her hand mid-air and held it hostage in his own. Pushing her firmer against the bark of the tree, enjoying the soft feel of her body.
Kagome gasped when she felt him. Her small cry was muffled against the eager mouth of the kitsune, but Kagome managed to shake her mouth free.
"No. Stop!" She swallowed down the taste of him and pushed his body away.
"I am... I'm not..." The young woman stuttered and stumbled in her words.
"I can't do this..." She breathed. "I... Inuyasha and I..."
A slosh of anger swiveled in his pool of desire. Making Shippo clench his jaws angrily and want to punch the tree next to his fist.
"He's no better. He's been running..." He didn't want to say it. "...who knows where, without letting any of us know his whereabouts. Making you worry."
Why was it so wrong for her to do something Inuyasha frequently indulged himself in?
"I'm not like that." Kagome demurely said, looking the kitsune into his impossibly green eyes. "I don't want to do this out of spite."
Shippo nuzzled her neck and stroked her silken black hair.
"Then don't." He murmured and planted a kiss to her pulse. "Do it for you."
Kagome squeezed her eyes shut and bit down to her bottom lip, trying to will away the small goosebumps on the length of her arms caused by his feathery caresses.
"This... doesn't feel right." She sighed. "It feels unnatural. You're almost like a..."
How exactly does one go from an adoptive child to a lover in a matter of a day anyway? It was insane and felt too depraved to even be questioned aloud. To be voiced verbally, admitting its existence. The mere though of such an oedipianesque situation made her uneasy. Let alone trying to actively be in the said situation.
"Kagome." He groaned, his loins uncomfortably hard which made a sound though process that much harder to execute, but all the more crucial to accomplish if he wished to be eased of his discomfort.
"I know I said I'm no stranger to you. That I'm the same Shippo as I've always been, but... I'm not." He softly explained, sucking the skin on her throat.
"These feelings I have..." He unconsciously grinded his hips against her which earned a delightful gasp and another waft of aroused scent mixed with the forest.
"I feel... a man." Shippo didn't know how to better explain it. He languidly pulled the tail of her school uniform scarf, gently sliding the red piece of cloth down.
"I am a man." He nearly growled, unbuttoning the shirt of her uniform. Kagome was almost impressed how nimble and effortless the movements of his hands were. As if he had had much practice undressing seifukus on young women before.
But the actual truth was that Shippo was more than acquainted with her futuristic outfits. He had seen her undress countless times, and marveled the craftsmanship of her clothes. In the future they had machines of sowing that enabled such precise needlework. Sometimes he had even helped her wash, button and fold her clothes when they had been soiled by demon blood, bits and goo. So he knew how to work his way around them.
It was enticing a thought, Kagome had to admit. She was not the type of woman to have a haphazard folly with a man she didn't know, nor was she the type of woman who would ever even entertain the thought of "friends with benefits". But with Shippo, it was really neither but also both. Best of both worlds type of scenario.
Kagome wrapped her hands around his neck. It was all muscles and bundles of tendons, hard and strong. She stroked her hand in the hairline at the back of his neck. She could feel it, the shard. Just beneath that hot skin.
No matter how she reasoned this to herself, she knew she couldn't go through with it. The mere thought of being with Shippo was... impossible.
She rose to her tiptoes and planted a kiss of her own on his collar bone.
'This can't happen.'
Before she could gather her priestess energy to purify and remove the shard, Shippo grabbed her arms tightly and pulled her arms down.
"I know this is because of the shard." He admitted staring at her intensely, making Kagome quail slightly.
"I know my transformation is because of the Shikon no tama." He confessed, feeling sorry. He had wished it could have been something permanent, something he could hold on to.
Kagome moved her arms to cross her chest, blushing and looking away from him.
"I know you will return me to my previous form. I accept that. But before you do..." He wistfully sighed and there was a suggestion of a smile in his voice.
"I want you for this moment."
He knew that once he'd naturally aged to his adulthood, Kagome would no longer... So, this was their only and last chance.
He kissed her again and Kagome began to struggle for air, trying one last time to push him away.
"B-but!" She drew in a sharp breath. "This will change everything between us! We can't go back to the way we used to be after..."
Shippo chuckled and shed himself of his clothes, advancing his own desires for the shock of the woman before him.
"Once the shard is gone, I will remember nothing of this." He reassured her and picked the woman up, hoisting her up on his hips. Neither really knew if it was true or not, but it was the only thing he could offer for consolation.
"B-b-but..." She tried in vain, her mind practically already swimming in the pool of carnal delights.
Lord knew he was gorgeous. That broad chest, rippling muscles, so, so, so very so hard back and buttocks, she noted as she wrapped her legs around him. Essentially sinful.
He continued his skillful maneuvers and the human girl had soon been reduced to a puddle of desire. Wet trails of kisses ran along her neck and chest, his hands quivered on her hips.
"I've never known anything as wonderful as your body." His hoarse confession caressed her womanly pride which had been hurt a many times by an inconsiderate half dog demon. So, she didn't move away when she felt Shippo's fingers on the hem of her underwear.
There was no shame or guilt, not when he so softly brushed all of those feelings away with his hands, mouth and words.
This was an opportunity for Shippo to fulfill his earlier fantasies. He carefully pushed to the side that small strip of fabric that barred their conjugation, that which was soaked with her delicate heat. He poised his hardened member to her bared flesh.
He didn't ask for admittance. He knew she had already wanted him from the moment he had laid his hand upon hers. And there was that certain masculine dominant compulsion. She was his to claim.
He didn't need guidance in something that was in the blood of a man by nature. The act wasn't foreign to him in the sense that he had studied the many animals of the forest. Also he accompanied a monk that overshared.
He overcame her. A sharp pain split her from inside, soon to be dulled by warmth and a strange new sensation.
"Ah!" She cried.
It was like nothing she had thought. To melt into another living being, breath in their breath and pulsate in synchronization. It was beautiful, even if painful.
Shippo whispered into her ear and continued to move rhythmically between her legs.
Thin coat of perspiration formed on the surface of his skin as he struggled to keep her in the most comfortable position considering their surroundings, keep her pleasured while trying to control himself from getting lost into his own desire completely. It took great efforts to master the proper speed and depth of penetration so that he wasn't being too rough with her.
But when her nails dug themselves into the flesh of his back, he abandoned reason and succumbed to his urges. He pounded her mercilessly against the tree, until she wailed and convulsed around him. Sweet release swept both of them away to a faraway place neither had previously been to.

Spent and entwined, they held onto to each other against the tree. Until Shippo gave an mischievous grin and pulled Kagome down with him on the mattress of soil and moss.

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The rest of the day was spent in the forest stream. They played in the water, chasing each other, splashing water at one another. They cuddled, exchanged kisses and from time to time made their way back to the bank to leisurely make love. Again and again, hungry as beasts that had never been fed. Shippo made sure no part of her body went without attention and caresses. Until the sun set and rose again. Then all of their shared moments turned into mere memories.

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Kagome twirled her small jar of shards in her hands, held it against the light, making the purple bits of jewel glow in transparent shade of aster.

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A/N: Sorry it took me this long (again)!
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