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Forever Mine
By : Sessysama
Category: InuYasha > General
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Disclaimer: "Neechan, can you give me Sesshoumaru for my birthday?"

"I can give you an imaginary version fully loaded with scalding intense eyes and rock-hard body, but the real thing....no way in hell.

"Sigh, I will never get to own him."
Many thanks to: migele, Mischief, mal, TaintedInuShemeeko, mikomi, tonia, New Fan, randomgemini07, HauntedReality, Lord Essex, The Great Susinko, Sci-Jess, Deep Serenity, theMaven, and meloncholy willow. Always great to hear from all of you.

Allow me to warn people now, this chapter will be be pleasant and those who are unable to handle non-consensual sexual situations (no rape this time) and/or descriptive violence don�t read.

Arigato to Melancholy Willow for giving me Ojis tha that is what I was looking for. Oja - a - Uncle
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Makoto felt the wind blow her hair around her face and with it came a familiar scent that made her smile. A hand covered her eyes, blinding her, while another brought the soft petals of a flower to brush just above her lips.

"Guesuot;uot; the young man whispered lightly into her ear.

She took a deep breath, inhaling the unique aroma of the flower.

"Nadesico."

Her eyes were uncovered and she watched as the pale pink flower was placed in her hair just above her pointed ear. The young man moved so that he was sitting on the grass in front of her.

"Beautiful."

Makoto laughed. "Tanshin, every flower you bring me is beautiful."

"I wasn�t talking about the flower."

Makoto�s cheeks soon matched the colored petals lightly caressing her skin. Tanshin stood up and gently took her hands, helping her to her feet.

"Come on, Okaasan was asking for you."

Makoto nodded and allowed herself to be led to Sango�s home with Tanshin�s strong hand wrapped around her slender one. Tanshin was now a young man of sixteen, and Makoto at fourteen was considered, by human standards, a young wom Inu InuYasha saw less of this and still considered her to be a pup, but the rest of the villagers thought differently. Tanshin was beginning to think differently.

Makoto blushed a deeper shade of red as she spared a glance to her escort. His black hair was cut just above the neckline, and his long bangs shadowed his brown-gray eyes giving him an air of mystery. He stood a head taller than her, well built but not bulky. What she like the most was his hands, so strong and protective, yet gentler than the morning breeze.

The larger than normal house came into view and Tanshin turned back to give her a quiet smile. Makoto was staying with Sango and Miroku while the rest of her family was out. After traveling so extensively fighting Naraku they had acquired quite a reputation for demon slaying. As a result, people came from all over Japan to hire the services of InuYasha, Kagome, Sango, or Miroku�whoever decided to go. This time it was unknown exactly what type of demon was causing trouble, only that there were more than one and very powerful. So InuYasha, Kagome, and Kyo went to deal with the situation leaving Shinryo to look after Makoto.

Shortly after they left, however, Shinryo agreed to go out in search of Kenji, Miroku and Sango�s second son, after rumors started coming in about a lecherous spiritualist who was on the run from a nobleman�s entire a Ap Apparently, he got a little too close to a princess for her father�s liking and now was running from town to town trying to get away. Sango, though disapproving of her son�s wandering hands, did not want him hurt, and thus, Makoto was staying with them while Shinryo went hunting for a hentai.

It felt rather odd really, being in so large a house with so few people in it. When all of their children lived there it was always filled, but Shuuyou and Seika were both married and Kenji was off traveling. That left only Hikari and Tanshin, and Hikari was old enough to take a husband.

Makoto didn�t mind it though. She was too shy to admit it, but she did love spending time alone with Tanshin, especially now that it wasn�t just Tanshin protecting her from Muchi. A lot had changed since she had met her cousin. Saraku refused to allow her just go on letting other people take care of her. She forced her to support herself. She still had trouble, wasn�t as strong willed as the rest of her family, but the threat of her uncle had pushed Muchi back to a point Makoto could handle.

Saraku had been the one to actually place the threat of Sesshoumaru, but after meeting him, Makoto was somehow sure he would follow through on it. He was much more reserved than InuYasha, and their lifestyle was so very different from hers it left her in awe the first time she visited. They lived in a castle, next to a village filled with demons, all of whom respected them. They had such power and dignity, and if anyone even dared to insult one of them Sesshoumaru did not let it go unpunished. That was the advantage to ruling the lands, Makoto supposed. If her father ruled instead of just lived in the village she was sure Muchi would never be let near her again.

A soft squeeze of her hand brought Makoto from her thoughts and drew her attention to Tanshin, who smiled contently at her.

"What do you think about when you get that look on your face?" he asked.

She looked at him confused. "What look?"

"That look as if we were reliving a wonderful dream."

"I was thinking about my visits to see Saraku. It is such a great place."

Tanshin�s eyes seemed to age slightly. "No one hurts you there. It is too bad you can�t live with them. It would be safer I think."

Makoto leaned her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes slightly as they walked. "You�re here. I�m safe."

Makoto restrained her laughter as she felt the heat rise in his face.

"You know, InuYasha is going to be coming after you if you keep acting like this Tanshin." Sango was standing in the doorway of the house, watching the two approach.

"Okaasan, InuYasha knows I�m not like Kenji. I would never do anything to Makoto."

"A father�s fears are never quelled. Just ask your sisters."

All three of them laughed as they thought of Miroku�s almost deadly interrogations of any potential suitors for his daughters. Seika was nineteen and just been married off, while Hikari, at seventeen, was anxiously wag fog for someone to pass her father�s tests. Not that any of them got close enough for her to even properly meet and talk to.

Makoto looked over to Sango once they had all calmed. "What is it you wanted, Sango?"

"Oh yes, I was going to be heading down to the lake with Hikari and wanted to know if you wanted to join us for an afternoon bath."

"That would be great."

"Well, you go back to your house ant yot your things and we�ll meet you at the edge of the village. Hikari should be returning any moment now."

Makoto nodded and began turning back in the direction of her house only to find Tanshin turning with her. He was so very protective of her when the rest of her family was gone, but she never complained before and never would. She couldn�t deny him the opportunity�she owed him that.

"What�s wrong, Makoto," Tanshin asked, his voice tinged with worry.

"What do you mean?"

He stopped and turned her to look at him. "Your face, you seem really concerned about something."

"It�s nothing," she said shaking her head.

"Really?"

"Really, I was just thinking."

He didn�t appear completely convinced but he let her be. His body was a bit tenser now, his eyes, more sullen, appeared a deep shade of gray. She placed her hand against his right forearm while still keeping their fingers interlaced, and rested against his shoulder.

"Really, there is nothing to be concerned about. I was just thinking. I�m sure the bath will clear my head. You worry too much."

"I know I do, but I can�t help it. I love you too much."

Tanshin nearly stopped when he heard the words come from his mouth. His face went scarlet and Makoto�s was right behind him. He didn�t try and change what he said, or rationalize it, but it was obvious he hadn�t meant to say it quite like that. Makoto had to admit, she hadn�t expected him to say it. He had always said he cared for her and worried about her, but never he loved her. It was weird to hear it, even though a part of her knew, but the words themselves were�strange.

They arrived at the house and Makoto went in to grab a towel and her bath supplies while Tanshin waited outside. When they were younger it wouldn�t have mattered, but now it was considered improper for him to enter the house with her alone. It was odd, their relationship. They had just always been together, him protecting her, and�now�now things were changing, slowly, but definitely changing. Makoto smiled to herself as she headed back to the front door. Change wasn�t always a bad thing.

She hurried to rejoin Tanshin and went to the edge of the village to wait on Sango and Hikari. Within a few minutes they saw Hikari on her way, only instead of Sango, Miroku was in tow. Somehow Makoto knew her bath was about to be canceled. A very angry Hikari stopped right in front of them, her eyes softening a bit as she looked at Makoto.

"I�m sorry, Makoto. We can�t make the bath since Okaasan has to go try and calm Takai�s family down. Otousan broke his wrist," she glared at Miroku as she said the last statement.

"He was trying to grope you," Miroku said defensively.

"He was walking and his hand brushed my hip!"

"That may be what it looked like but he was getting ready to ore ore than just brush your hip."

"Otousan! Not everyone thinks like you and Kenji!"

Makoto had to use all her will power not to laugh. Tanshin didn�t seem to care though and was holding his side in a hysterical pain.

"Tanshin! This is not funny!" Hikari yelled at her younger brother. "Maybe I will tell InuYasha you tried to grope Makoto, then let�s see how funny you think it is."

Everyone immediately sobered and Tanshin�s expression became reserved.

"I would never do that to her and you know it."

Hikari lowered her head apologetically. "I know, Tanshin. I�m sorry, I shn�t n�t have said that."

Not liking the silence that followed Makoto smiled up at Hikari.

"So, you won�t be joining me then, for the bath?"

"No, I�m sorry."

Tanshin looked at her concerned. "You�re going anyway?"

"No point in not. Besides I had gotten to like the idea of a bath and I have my things with me already." Tanshin�s concerned expression deepened. "Nothing will happen. You worry too much."

Tanshin was about to speak but stopped when he remembered what he had said last time and obviously didn�t want to repeat it in front of Hikari and Miroku. He let out a resigned sigh and smiled.

Miroku smirked at his son�s reaction. "Don�t you worry either, Makoto. I�ll make sure he doesn�t go sneaking a peak."

"Otousan!" Tanshin yelled as both he and Makoto returned to their crimson shade.

Hikari grabbed her father�s arm and started dragging him back to the house. "Like I said, Otousan, not everyone thinks like you."

Tanshin looked to the ground trying to hide his blush. "I�ll see you back at the house."

Makoto nodded and turned to the path heading to the lake, almost tripping since she had not yet looked away from Tanshin. She laughed nervously as she regained her balance and focused on walking away. Why were they always this awkward when others were around?

Makoto made quick time to the lake and checked for any nearby demon or human scents before undressing. The wind was in her favor, or so she thought, since it blew towards the village and should any creature come from the woods she would smell it beforehand. She hurried into the water and relaxed as it eased the tension and embarrassment from her.

Maybe she had be too too complaisant. Maybe she had become too confident. Maybe she felt too safe. For whatever the reason Makoto never heard the soft footsteps on the shoreline behind her, not until the water splashed with the person�s entrance into the lake. She ducked into the water to cover her exposed body before turning to see who her intruder was.

Muchi�s dark brown eyes stared down at her as she carefully moved to the shore, being carefully how far out of the water she went. He was only ankle deep in the lake, not a threat from that distance, but Makoto was less than pleased at his presence.

"Muchi, get out of here now. If anyone finds out you are here they won�t go easy on you." Makoto sent a sidelong glance at her towel and kimono still neatly folded only a few feet from the water�s edge.

Muchi took a step forward, his eyes gleaming with lust. "No one will know. You won�t tell a soul I am here."

"What makes you think that? I won�t let you do whatever you want anymore."

Another glance to her clothes and another step forward by Muchi.

"You have forgotten your place, you little bitch. I own you and you won�t do anything but what I say."

Makoto made a dash for her clothes and lifted the cloth in front of her not caring to put it on as much as cover herself. Muchi turned and slowly began walking towards her.

"You don�t own me. I don�t have to listen to you."

Why wouldn�t her legs move? She wanted to run, so why weren�t they moving? He can�t still do this to her? Not like this�she wanted to run. Makoto looked up and saw him standing right in front of her, smirking.

"If I don�t own you why didn�t you run away. You know you belong to me."

She managed to step back as he tried to touch her face but couldn�t bring herself to turn and leave.

"I do not belong to you."

Muchi�s hand thrust forward grabbing her neck and lifting her onto her toes. He leaned in till his nose touched her cheek and only the thin cloth of the kimono in front of her kept him from her bare form.

"You are mine now and you will always be mine to do with as I please. Or have you forgotten it already. Tell me, did it ever heal properly? The scar is well hidden, and I know it must have scarred so it must always be a reminder. A reminder that if you don�t obey me I can do far worse that that scar."

Makoto tried her best to remain calm. "To be honest I haven�t seen that scar in years."

"What,&; Mu; Muchi said smirking, "you haven�t been a good little bitch to that boy? Was it his left hip or his right? I can�t believe he takes care of you so much, considering what you did to him."

Makoto�s body was visibly trembling and her breathing was strained and shallow as his grip tightened around her neck. "I didn�t do anything to him, you did. He protects me from you."

"He has no right to keep from me what is mine."

"I�m not yours."

Why wouldn�t her body move? Scratch him! Kick him! Bite him! She begged her body to move, to do anything to free herself, but it refused to listen. The only thing she could do was maintain her grip on the kimono before her.

"You had better start remembering your place or I will not go easy on you. Your family, they go out for any demon call. Amazing that this time they didn�t know what kind they would be fighting. One day they could be called out and no one would hear from them again."

Muchi lowered his mouth to her neck and began kissing his way down her wet skin. Tears ran down Makoto�s cheeks as she clung to the thin cloth covering her chest. His lips found their way to her shoulder then returned and headed down her collar bone, his chin rubbing against the silk kimono. He paused a moment at the center of her neck and smirked.

"And what of that brother of yours. Rumors are easily created, one shouldn�t believe everything they hear." His free hand tugged at the silk. "Move this."

Why! Why did her hands let go? Why didn�t she hold that cloth with all her might? Why was it falling to her feet?

He let his free hand slowly roam over her newly exposed skin. His fingers danced over her still forming breasts, caressing the sensitive flesh and earning a choked sob each time. Seeing her reaction Muchi leaned down and passed his tongue over her nipple causing her to wail in shame and terror. He loosened the grip on her throat so he could receive better cries and screams from her small voice. Slowly, he raised his face to hers and licked the tears still streaming down her cheek.

"And what about that boy? That precious boy of yours. That precious, safe, protective boy. How many things I could do to him? Meat can go bad and poison a person. Water can carry sickness. Bandits roam the lands. Anything could happen. You don�t want anything to happen, not again."

Her body was no longer her own, it obeyed only him and he knew it. He carefully lowered her to the ground, kneeling to straddle her legs. Cries and sobs raged in her throat, escaping to the wind that no one would hear. No one whose senses ranged this far was in the village�InuYasha�Shinryo�Kyo�they were all gone. No one could see this. No one could stop this.

Muchi lowered his face to hers but she turned away, trying as best she could to hide the only part of herself she seemed to have control of. He moved to kiss her again but she looked the other way.

"Bitch!" Muchi yelled grabbing her face and forcing her to stare at him. "You will move your head when I say so and none other."

Raise your head!

"You are mine, bitch. You will not look down on me or away. I am your master."
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