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By : Kyattochan
Category: InuYasha > General
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School starts again tomorrow so expect a chapter a week�.if I have the time. This will not have more than 50 chapters. I refuse to extend it that long. I have other stories waiting to be typed up and posted so this one will draw to a close.
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Chapter 43: To Catch a Madman
"How long has she been in there with him?" Inuyasha asked with a growl. Sango was cleaning her large weapon. She'd been cleaning it for hours. Holes were forming in the rag, but she continued to polish the weapon as if her life depended on it.

"I don't know," she said calmly. "I haven't been paying attention to the clock."

Inuyasha gave her a dubious look. Sango pretended to ignore.

"You've been rubbing that thing since we got back. I can see my reflection in it."

"I'm just making sure my equipment is in proper order," she said.

"It's not chrome, Sango," he said dryly. "It's bone."

Hiraikotsu hit the floor with a thud.

"How are your bandages?" Sango asked as she rose off the chair. "Want anything to drink?"

"Stop changing the subject," he growled. "I'm fine. Stop trying to convince me that her being in there with him doesn't bother you as much as it does me."

"Oh don't be silly, Inuyasha. If they were really doing something we should be angry over, your nose would pick up on it. Now do they smell like anything is happening?"

Inuyasha sniffed the air, smelling nothing more than the fact that Miroku really needed to apply some new deodorant.

"Then what the hell are you so tense for?" he demanded.

"How to reintroduce my brother to my father," she snapped. Clueless, Inuyasha merely kept his mouth shut. Her face softened. "Don't worry about. You have your own problems to worry about."

"Sango�how do you court a human?"

The demon slayer blinked at him in surprise.

"Court a human? Isn't Kagome wearing your mark?"

"Was," he said. "It's gone now." He looked so dejected and lost Sango couldn't help but feel a twinge of pity.

"Every woman has different tastes. Some women like romantic stuff, others want adventurous thrills. You have to know the woman in order to know what she would like. And then�it depends on how she feels about you and what she wants."

Inuyasha blinked twice, face devoid of reaction. Sango wasn't joking. In fact, she looked like she was waiting for him to comment.

"You humans are way too complicated."

"I'm sure human males would agree with you. How about I make you some ramen so you have something to do while we wait?"

"The way Kagome makes it?"

"I'll try," Sango said with a sigh. `Kagome, you need to figure yourself out and quick. This Hanyou has it bad for you�well, at least for your ramen.'
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"Again," Kagome said, kneeling on the floor next to Miroku.

"Not that I don't think this is fun," Miroku said through gasps of air. "But I'm exhausted!"

"Again!" Kagome said more firmly.

Miroku nodded, slowing his breath until it was a mere whisper. He brought his hands before him and began murmuring the incantation. A barrier rose, shimmering and then disappearing, taking Miroku with it.

"Good," Kagome said, allowing him to drop it. Miroku dropped, gasping for air. "Again, and make it faster."

"You are a slave driver!" he complained.

"Not my fault you're out of shape."

"I was locked away for several decades, or did you forget? If I did any of this while under Naraku's control I wouldn't be sitting here today."

"I know�but that only makes this harder. I hate to push you, Miroku, but more than just my life is on the line. If Naraku gets to me he'll have enough power to go against every miko, demon and monk on the council. And he'll have the power to purify demons."

"Purify? But he has no purity within him!"

Kagome sighed, her mouth turning in a small smile with her eyes holding a distant look.

"If he has enough power, it won't matter."

"Well, we don't much like the council anyway," he said with a forced laugh.

"No�but the council is the only thing between him and absolute power. Think about it, Miroku. He's been around a long, long time. He could make a lot of people very miserable for a long time to follow."

Miroku gave a sigh, folding his legs under him once again.

"I hate sitting like this. I'll be lucky if I can walk out of here."

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"Kouga! Where are we?" Ayame asked. The wolf prince was sniffing at the steps of a shrine where an old man was sweeping.

"Dammit!" he swore. "No trace of them!"

"You looking for someone?" the old man asked, sweeping the steps in slow, rhythmic strokes to clear away the leaves.

"Kagome," Kouga said. "Do you know her?"

"Kagome? There are a lot of girls named Kagome. Common name you know. She got a last name?"

"A what?" Kouga asked.

"Humans have more than one name," Ayame said quietly.

"Higurashi," Ginta supplied.

"Kagome Higurashi," Kouga said to the old man.

"Higurashi? Well now�Higurashi is a common name too. Can't say that I know a Kagome Higurashi. Have you tried the phone book?"

"God dammit!" Kouga swore, his fist hitting a nearby tree. The tree shook and a shoe fell out of the tree, bouncing off of Kouga's head.

"So that's where that's been," the old man said calmly, coming down the steps to pick up the shoe.

Kouga promptly threw a tantrum. The old man watched in wonder as the group of young demons took their leader off kicking and screaming, the nice female one bowing with a quick apology.

"Kids are so odd these days," he said calmly and went back to sweeping. "I wonder if that Kagome girl is from the same Higurashi family that has the shrine down the road." Shrugging, he went back to sweeping the shrine steps.

Ayame ordered the wolves to rest up. Ginta had dragged Kouga upstairs and by the sounds of breaking furniture above her, he was still frustrated. She heard the door upstairs slam as something was thrown against it. Ginta came stumbling down the stairs, white as a ghost.

"I think he's taking it well," Ginta said weakly.

"I'll take care of him. See that everyone gets something to eat." Ginta quickly nodded in agreement. Ayame sighed and steeled herself for the temper she was about to meet head on.

She sure didn't pick an easy one. But a challenge was half the fun.

"Kouga?" she asked, knocking lightly on the door. There was no answer and the room seemed strangely silent. She cautiously twisted the knob and opened the door, expecting something to come flying at her head.

Surprisingly Kouga was sitting to one side, his arms resting on his knees. He looked as though he'd all but given up. Approaching slowly, she knelt down in front of him, making no move to reach out to him. If he truly needed her, he would tell her.

Kouga's eyes focused on the wolf before him. Green eyes met his and an understanding passed between them. The same longing, the same desires ran through their veins. Only his desires were for a different woman.

A human.

And that human seemed to be growing closer and closer to a certain detestable hanyou. The harder Kouga tried, the more she slipped through his fingers. He'd never been second to anyone in his entire life. Especially not to a lowly hanyou.

Damn Inuyasha! Damn him for narrowing his choices. Damn him for replacing a full demon's mark. Damn him for living under the same roof as Kagome. Damn him straight to hell! Kouga snarled in frustration.

Ayame whimpered as Kouga's arm suddenly flashed out, clamping down on her wrist. His hold wasn't painful, but it wasn't gentle either. He yanked her forward, pulling her into a powerful embrace. Surprised, Ayame merely wrapped her arm around his back, holding him close as his claws pressed into her lower back.

She was even more surprised when his head lifted and warm lips brushed across her own in a gentle manner.
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"I give up!" Sango yelled, throwing her hands in the air as Kagome opened the door to her room, an exhausted Miroku following her out. Kagome looked at the kitchen in horror. Hours ago it had been spotless. Now it was a mess of pots, noodles and discarded ramen packets.

"Inuyasha, a picky eater?" Miroku commented. "I thought I'd see pigs fly first."

"HE," Sango said, an arm pointing at the offending male whose ears were flattened against his head, "wants them the way Kagome makes them. According to HIM I can't get them right."

"Miroku, it's been a long day. Why don't you take Sango home? I'll take care of Inuyasha," Kagome said quietly.

"I don't know. She'll probably have to carry me at the rate I'm going," he said with a half smile. He approached the angry demon slayer and picked up the nearest bowl of `failure' ramen. Taking a bite he let out a satisfied sigh. "Best ramen I've ever had."

Sango snorted in reply, but didn't protest as he casually linked an arm with her and pulled her toward the door. Stopping at the doorway he got a wicked looking smile on his face.

"The boys are still at Kaede's place right?"

"Oh my goodness!" Kagome gasped. "I forgot all about them!"

"Well, we'll be going!" Miroku said quickly, pulling Sango out of the door before she could even think of a goodnight.

"I didn't think he was that tired," Kagome said with a sigh, picking up a bowl of noodles. She took an extra ramen pack and dumped it on the noodles, slowly adding water until it looked right. Bringing the bowl into the living room she held it out for Inuyasha to take, her eyes weary and tired.

"I told her it was different," he said quietly, finishing off the meal in a couple of quick gulps.

"I'll be sure to make instant ramen if I'm ever on Iron Chef," she retorted. "How are your wounds?"

"Feh, nothing that won't heal by morning."

"You scared me back there," she said softly, her eyes focusing on the bandages at his chest.

"You scared me when you disappeared."

"I thought I was protecting you," came her weak reply.

"Keh, that's my job, bitch. Besides, the mark is gone now. Your power won't affect me anymore no matter what happens."

"I don't think Midoriko every really had demon friends�or consorted with higher demons," Kagome said with a sigh. "This is all so confusing. I don't know who to listen to anymore."

"Kagome�can I ask you something?" Inuyasha asked, looking unusually confused. Kagome's eyebrows drew down into a frown.

"Sure."

"What happened in the garden?"

Kagome drew a ragged breath, drawing her knees up to her chest. She was shutting herself off from him. He could practically feel the emotional barriers forming.

"I thought all I had to do was get you to touch Tetsusaiga and you'd be fine. You grabbed it�but the sword reacted against you, burning your hand. You tossed it aside. I tried to get to it�but you held me down."

Inuyasha's breath stopped in shock. As a full demon he would have recognized her as mate, but he would not have respected her desires. All he would have recognized was the need to complete the bonding, no matter her personal preferences.

"I didn't�." he asked, his throat closing. Kagome's eyes opened to meet his in shock.

"No! No no no!" she said quickly, seeing how pale his face had become. He was terrified that he might have hurt her. "You were rather�forceful, but you didn't get that far. While you were�uh�licking my neck I managed to get you rolled over to where Tetsusaiga was. I use it to send a bit of a purification shock into you. I was ready to shock you into humanity�but luckily whatever I did helped Tetsusaiga tame your blood."

"Then I didn't hurt you?" he asked.

"Other than some minor bruising, nope," she said all too cheerfully. A feint blush was on her cheeks. He got the feeling there was something she wasn't tell him, but she wasn't lying either so he didn't press her.

"Hey, you want to help me?" she asked, jumping up from the couch.

"Do what?" he replied, watching her rummage through something in the kitchen. She came back with some paper and scissors.

"Paper dolls. I want to make hundreds of them."

`Human women are odd creatures,' Inuyasha thought to himself as he took the scissors from her, watching her cut out an example for him to follow.
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"Sess, do you really think this is going to work?" Rin asked, her fingers lightly tracing muscles along the dog demon's chest. Claws were resting lightly on her hip, holding her close to his side.

"It could work�it could also fail."

"I hope Kagome knows what she's doing. Having four souls battling within her can't be easy." Sesshoumaru gave a noncommittal response.

A light knock on the bedroom door shifted Rin's attention. It could only be Jaken, which meant whatever it was it did not concern her. Leaning back she enjoyed the view as Sesshoumaru gracefully rose from the bed, not bothering to cover himself up.

`Damn is that a sexy ass,' Rin said to herself, licking her lips.

"Everything is set," she heard Jaken say. "It is ready for you at anytime, my lord."

Sesshoumaru gave a brief nod and closed the door, making his way back to the bed. Any thoughts of sleeping had left Rin's mind. Curiosity was eating away at her as the familiar weight settled next to her. She didn't get a chance to ask as she soon found herself rolled onto her back, arms pinned to the side by a power demon smirking above her.

"See something you like?" he growled, leaning down to sniff right next to her lips. Rin's breath hitched in her throat as her eyes darkened. "Do you know what your arousal scent does to me?"

"I may have an inkling," she whispered, her breath already quickening.

"Do you?" he asked, his nose brushing hers as his eyes flashed red momentarily. Before she could answer firm lips pressed against hers, nipping at her lower lip as his tongue soothed across her lips. He growled in satisfaction as she moaned into his mouth, her body already arching under his touch. Her legs were already spread wide, eagerly accepting him as he eased into her. She winced at the slight soreness from rougher activities earlier in the evening, but his touch never strayed beyond the gentlest of handling. As if she were glass.

Outside the bedroom Jaken sighed.

`Why me? Lord Sesshoumaru knows I can smell it�damn human hussey!'

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Sango's apartment was dark and quiet, showing little use from the past few days. Closing the door with her foot, Sango let out a long sigh as she walked toward the bedroom, pulling her shirt off.

"Miroku, what were you two practicing for so long?" she asked, turning to her companion. Strangely he was looking at the far window, a far away look on his face.

"What? Oh, sorry, I spaced out for a moment there."

"I asked what you were practicing. You must be exhausted. I've never seen you look too tired to stare at a woman's chest." Miroku only gave a weak smile in reply, although she did note with satisfaction that his eyes briefly flicked down to her chest before meeting her eyes.

"Sorry," he said quietly. "I'm just trying to calm the overwhelming urg to back you up against the wall and fuck you senseless." His tone was so casual; it took a few seconds for the words to sink into Sango's mind.

Sango's eyes doubled in size as her jaw dropped. Staring at him in disbelief she watched him make his way over to the window, tired eyes reflecting back as he rested his forehead on the cool glass. A light frown crossed her face as she made her way over to him, wrapping one arm around his shoulder in a supportive hug.

"What's wrong?"

Miroku said not a word, turning slowly in her arms to bring them face to face. Cupping her cheek his eyes met hers, a silent plea within them. How could she refuse such honesty? Closing the gap between them her lips brushed his in a teasing gesture, soft and completely yielding. She felt his arms wrap around her waist, bringing her body flush against his as he turned the soft, innocent kiss into a deeper, more suggestive one.

A deep moan came from Sango's throat as she let him have complete control. Gentle hands smoothed over her curves, his nose softly brushing the side of her face as he refused to relinquish control over her mouth. Sango was perfectly willing to let him have her right there at the window, but he had other plans. Reluctantly, Miroku pulled away from her, but left his face mere inches from hers as he struggled to catch his breath.

"You know," he whispered between pants. "We have yet to actually do anything the proper and traditional style."

"Hmm, shame to waste that nice big double bed," Sango agreed with a smile.
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Inuyasha growled as his claw ripped through yet another one of the paper cutouts. He was ruining these. Kagome wasn't complaining, but she wasn't happy either. They needed as many of these as possible.

"Fuck it," he snarled in frustration, startling Kagome. Another doll ended up in the trash. "Maybe you should just purify me for the night. Then my damn claws won't get in the way."

Kagome laughed, setting down the scissors.

"You just need more patience. Here," she said, sitting in his lap with his arms wrapped around her. "Watch me."

Looking over her shoulder, Inuyasha felt a strange calmness come over him. It must have been the touch of her skin or the scent of her hair, but whatever it was his blood felt tamed by her presence. With the calm his mind focused, forcing out all other thoughts.

"Now you try," she said brightly. Inuyasha's mind snapped to attention. He'd been so caught up focusing on her that he'd completely missed what she'd showed him.

"How come we're the only ones doing this?" he asked, his claws fighting being confined in the small pair of scissors.

"Cause everyone else is off having sex," Kagome said nonchalantly. She heard a thud and looked down. The scissors had dropped from Inuyasha's hand which was still sticking straight out in shock.

"I feel like Mary Poppins just cursed at me," he murmured.

"Nice to know I got to shock someone for once."

"What's next? Dirty words? Porn?"

"Well I do have a school uniform again," Kagome said with a smile. There was silence behind her so she turned to look. Inuyasha's jaw was hanging open in shock. Amused, she waved a hand in front of his eyes. They remained unblinking.

"Oh no you don't. You are not getting out of doing this with the excuse of shock. Don't make me resort to drastic measures."

"D-d-drastic measures?" he squeaked out. What was she thinking? Purification? Groping him? An ear tweak?

"Do you want to see how good a short green skirt looks on you?"
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