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The More Things Change	By : inumom Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > InuYasha/Kagome Views: 2401 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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9. Beginnings

As things turned out, finding a witness to attest to the mating was a simple enough task: Inuyasha had brought one with him. Setting the tiny flea youkai carefully on a branch on the far side of the clearing with instructions not to disturb the couple until they came for him, the two lovers stood beneath the tree, hands tightly clasped, thinking about the commitments they were about to make to each other.
*Are you ready?*
She giggled a little at the soft, feather-light touch of his words in her mind. *I�ve been ready for a long time.*
*I swear to you by my mother�s grave, my father�s memory, and the Tetsusaiga that I take you for my mate of my own free will, that I will protect you, provide for you, and love you for the rest of my days.*
Realizing that the words echoing in her head had an almost ritual feel, she thought quickly. Staring into his amber eyes, she answered, *I swear to you by my family in the other world, the gateway well, and the Shikon no Tama that I accept you as my mate of my own free will, that I will stay with you, care for you, and love you for the rest of my days.*
He pulled her into a tight embrace, kissing her fiercely, lightly touching her through the thick fabric of the old sweatshirt she wore. Wrapping her arms around his back, she soon lost herself in the feel of him so close to her, clawing at the nearly indestructible red haori that kept her even further form his body.
The long months of self-denial were taking their toll. Never known for his patience, he didn�t bother with the intricacies of her twenty-first century clothing, simply slicing through the garments with his claws, leaving them in shreds on the forest floor. One of the last coherent thoughts he had before losing himself in her was that she was going to be pissed later on.
Although he was entirely inexperienced, he had learned a great deal while he had been with Sesshoumaru. He understood that her first experience would be painful, and was determined to give her as much pleasure as he possibly could. Always mindful of her human fragility, he used every part of his body to bring her to a state where she was screaming his name in pleasure before ever actually taking her. When he finally completed the mating more than two hours later, he howled along with her hoarse scream, a low, shivery sound unlike anything ever heard in the forest before. *Mine.*

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When the young miko awoke, she was surprised to find herself securely wrapped in the hanyou�s fire rat haori, lying against a soft, furry mass. Opening her eyes, she discovered that she had been sleeping against an enormous dog more than twice the size of a horse, its thick coat and long, fluffy tail keeping her warm against the chill night air. For a fraction of a second, she thought of Sesshoumaru in his true form, before realizing that this youkai really looked quite different. For one thing, this creature possessed all of its limbs. Also, its coat had a very different texture: rather than the silky, flowing hair of Sesshoumaru�s other form, this one�s fur was thicker, with an impossibly dense, wooly layer under the long, harsh-textured guard hairs. Its ears stood erect on the top of its head, rather than flopping to the sides, and the colored markings on its face were slightly different: rather than the two stripes beneath the eyes, there was only one, and the crescent moon on its forehead was both reversed in direction and a different color entirely.
Most of all, though, it was the golden-amber eyes that convinced her of the creature�s true identity. �We should probably be getting back to the village soon.�
*Not yet. There are still some things we need to talk about.*
She sat up, clutching his haori tighter around herself as she searched in vain for the clothes she had been wearing earlier. �It�ll probably be easier if you change back.�
She watched, fascinated, as his form shifted, returning to that of the hanyou she had learned to love so long ago. Before she had the opportunity to ask, he gave her a decidedly sheepish look. �Sorry about your clothes,� he murmured, �But things got a little intense there for a while.�
Deciding that a few garments were a small price to pay, she shook her head. �Never mind about that now. What do we still need to talk about?�
He stood and paced, not entirely sure he wanted to explain the situation in detail. �You probably figured out that I spent most of the time I was gone with Sesshoumaru, right?� At her silent nod, he continued his relentless circuits of the clearing around the massive tree. �A lot�s changed, and not just my body. The son of a bitch went and made me his heir.�
�Nani?� This didn�t make sense--as she understood the situation, the two hated each other with a passion exceeded only by their mutual hatred of Naraku.
He nodded slowly. �It seems that my brother can�t have pups of his own--even though he�s never been mated, he�s tried to produce heirs with three of the concubines in his household. It�s been bothering him for a long time, and one of the things that happened while I was there was that he called in his personal healer to examine me--you might be interested to know that I function normally: we can have as big a family as you want, whenever you�re ready. Anyway, since he can�t produce an heir, I�m it. That�s one of the reasons why it took so long for me to get back here--he insisted that I take the long way so I could learn about the human villages in our territory. When I saw how bad things were, I had to do what I could to help.�
She nodded. �Of course you did. I wouldn�t expect anything else.�
�There�s more,� he said, turning slightly away from her. With a deep breath, he continued, �I now hold title to this forest and the six villages immediately around it. It seems that my brother thinks that this will be good �practice� for me in case I ever have to actually take over the Western Lands. He even helped me to build and furnish a home for us.�
Shaking her head in pure disbelief, she said, �I don�t understand any of this--I mean, he�s been trying to kill you ever since I can remember.�
The hanyou shook his head, his thick, snowy hair swirling around them with the motion. �I used to think so, too, but it wasn�t what it looked like. He had made a commitment to our father to make sure that I reached adulthood alive. All that fighting was his way of forcing me to get stronger so I could.�
�This is too weird,� the young miko said, shaking her head. �So what do we do now?�
�First,� he said, grabbing her petite form and slinging her to his back effortlessly, �We go home and get some clothes on you. Then we go back to the village and let the others know that you�re all right. After that,� he said, looking suddenly uncertain, �We go through the well and tell your family.�
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