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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      InuYasha_-_A_Feudal_Fairy_Tale
  Relationship:
      Higurashi_Kagome/InuYasha
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-07-25 Words: 8935
****** Rebels Just Need Love ******
by TheMondayChild
Summary
     Her father's depressed, her mother's dying, and her brother's a jerk.
     What's a girl to do?
Note: Written to the tune of "Do It With a Rockstar" by Amanda Palmer.
"Hi, Mama!" Kagome chirped, keeping a smile on her face when all she wanted to
do was walk right back out. Only the fluttering of her mother's eyelashes let
her know that she was aware of her presence. Still, Kagome did as she always
did and laid her head on the woman's chest, over her heart. Satisfied by the
faint but still going beat, she leaned back, stroking the always black hair on
the pillow.
She was terrified of her mother dying in bed, the breathing machine still
pumping air into her chest, making her corpse still look like it was breathing
in that unnatural halting way. It had happened once before, but she had called
the emergency line in a stuttering panic and the EMT's had come in time and
managed to resuscitate her. Something in her wondered if she should have
bothered prolonging the inevitable. Something in her wondered if her mother
looked at her differently now, with resentment that she hadn't allowed her to
die.
"Inuyasha's coming back today, Mama, just like you asked." The dying woman's
eyes shot open at the mention of her firstborn's name. "Daddy hired an
investigator, and he found him just a couple days ago. We didn't say anything
because we didn't want to get anyone's hopes up. You'll see him again in just a
bit! I'll make sure to bring him right up to you when he arrives."
A peaceful look on her face, Izayoi Higurashi drifted back into wherever she
had been. Kagome sighed and left the room, bracing herself for the imminent
arrival of her half-brother. Inuyasha was nineteen, three years older than she
was, and had left home on his eighteenth birthday. Their mother had originally
been married to Kagome's father, but had left him for Inuyasha's strong, full-
demon sire. They were a happy family, but when Inuyasha was two, his father was
murdered in an attempted burglary, barely managing to bring the criminal with
him into death, saving his lover and his son from a similar fate. Distraught,
lonely, and not possessing any marketable skills, Izayoi went back to her
husband. He agreed to tolerate the half-demon under the condition that she have
his own child right away. She obeyed, and promptly became pregnant with Kagome.
Their entire childhood, her father had made sure that she had only a minimal
amount of interaction with her older brother, and the boy had never bothered to
even really talk to her, so he had just seemed like a ghostly house guest that
never left.
Kagome wanted to get to know him now, to show their mother that they could get
along, give her that one gift before she died. The possibility for them to be
friends existed like never before, since her father was always out drinking,
not able to confront his wife's mortality. Sometimes, he didn't even come back
at night, and she tried not to dwell on what that could mean. She was scared,
though. Inuyasha was something of a delinquent. He had been arrested numerous
times for everything from vandalism to theft to battery, although he had never
been convicted. Izayoi had bragged proudly about her late lover, saying that he
still helped him even after death, since he had been a very well-known and
powerful demon and many people still owed him favors. Her husband had started a
screaming match with her after that which had left her sobbing.
A loud knock on the door jolted her from her reverie, and she gasped. He was
here! Ducking into the bathroom and fixing her hair so she at least looked
presentable, she cursed him for being early. Kagome had wanted to change, to
greet him in something nice yet casual, start the relationship off right, but
now she was stuck looking like a twelve-year-old in her school uniform. This
was to be her chance to give him a real impression of her, but now it was
ruined.
Running back down the stairs and straight to the door, slightly out of breath,
she opened the door, beaming at him, trying to make him feel welcome. But
instead of Inuyasha, there was a whole mob of tough-looking older people on the
porch. What the heck? Without a glance, they just pushed past her, some going
straight to the fridge and others loitering in the living room, putting their
dirty boots on her mother's white suede couch that she loved so much.
Sputtering nonsense, she walked outside, where she finally found him leaning
against a motor cycle, wearing a leather jacket, a white t-shirt, and classic
fit jeans like some kind of goddamn stereotype.
"What the heck, Inuyasha?!" she screeched. "Who are these people and what are
they doing in the house?" Loud music started blasting from the living room and
Inuyasha just continued to stare at her. "Well?" she yelled, placing her hands
on her hips for emphasis.
"Nice to see you, too," he mumbled, earning him a laugh from the few stragglers
that were circled around him adoringly.
"I'm serious!" she said, hating that she was about to cry in front of all the
cool older people. "Mom needs her rest. I promised her you'd be up to see her
right away." He stared at her impassively, as if waiting for her to leave.
"Please, Inuyasha? Please."
Sighing in exasperation, he headed toward the house, grabbing her sleeve and
tugging her along with him. She stumbled as her short legs could not match his
long strides. Had he gotten taller? Or had she just never paid attention to him
before? Either was certainly possible.
"Turn that shit off!" he called out over the music, and it was immediately
silent. Glaring at everyone, he said, "Alright. Now we can party. But keep your
fuckin' voices down."
Everyone did as he said and Kagome stared at him in awe. Recovering, she asked,
"Can we go up and see Mama now? I haven't seen her look so much like herself
since I mentioned you were coming back."
"Later," he grunted, going over to sit on the couch, scattering the people who
were already on it. "Come over here, Kagome."
Obediently, she settled next to him, amazed she was allowed to stay when his
friends were over. "So, uh, how have you been?"
"Okay. Is my room filled with shit or can I crash there?"
She blushed at his repeated use of vulgarity. "Your bed's still there. I made
it and cleaned the rest of the room up."
A swaggering wolf demon leaned over the arm of the couch on her side to high
five Inuyasha. "Woo! The man is back! And he's got himself a pretty new piece,
too," he said, leering at her. Though he would have been exceptionally handsome
in any other circumstance, his eyes were bloodshot and his breath reeked of
alcohol, making Kagome want to throw up. Had he driven here in that state? She
looked at Inuyasha, wordlessly pleading with him to put his friend in his
place. Grinning, he merely accepted a cold beer from one of his cronies without
even looking at him and put an arm around her, forcing her closer to his side.
"Fuckin' right, so I don't wanna catch you talking to her, looking at her, or
even thinking about her. Got it?" He punctuated his command with a sloppy kiss
to her cheek, making her gasp in angry bewilderment.
The wolf demon held up his hands and backed away, a smile on his face. "Got it,
bro, totally got it. I'll back off." He walked to a group of busty females in
crop tops, where he'd have a better chance of getting lucky.
"What was that about?" she hissed, trying to scoot away from him. His arm
prevented her from moving and after a while she just gave up. Inuyasha was
warm, anyway. It was better than a sweater or a Snuggie.
He just shrugged and took a drink. "He never would have backed off otherwise.
These people hold nothing sacred. They respect no one except for me, and then
only to a certain extent."
Kagome wondered at the change in his speech patterns when he talked to her. He
went from teenage tough to intelligent just like that. Someone came over to
talk to him and she tuned out their conversation, looking over the room. It was
filled with muscular guys wearing leather and denim, obvious unsavory types.
None of the women were dressed appropriately for anything other than picking up
men, and it seemed as though she was the only female in the room with her
natural hair color, no tattoos, and no piercings. She felt both proud and
childish. It was suddenly apparent to her that people were staring back, mostly
women, although she got a few appreciative glances from guys here and there
that she would rather have done without. The other girls all looked angry. At
her? She unconsciously furrowed her brow in thought. Then it occurred to her.
They thought her brother was her boyfriend. She felt flattered before she felt
disgusted. Inuyasha, she reasoned with herself, would probably be considered
attractive by some people and did have a presence about him. She, in contrast,
was a slight, baby-faced girl with messy hair and owlish eyes. It was perfectly
natural for her to feel flattered that people actually could accept he would be
interested in her.
The "party" lasted only an hour longer, thankfully, during which time she sat
and tried to inconspicuously observe, just waiting for one of them to screw up.
They behaved better than she thought they would, and nothing was broken or
stolen and no one snuck away to be intimate. There was a spill, but it was on
the tile and the offender immediately cleaned it, so she wasn't too upset.
Inuyasha just stayed seated with his arm around her, unmoving as he accepted
the greetings and well wishes of his friends like he was some sort of mafia
don. The guests trickled out in pairs, and finally they were alone again.
"Are you ready to see Mama?" she asked, eager to witness their reunion, hoping
her mother would manage a word or two for the first time in months.
"What's exactly wrong with her? The letter never said."
Kagome bit her lip nervously. Her father had written the letter, and she did
not doubt it was brief and offensive, only just getting the message across. He
had only done it for Izayoi, whom he still loved as strongly as the day he had
met her.
"She has a weak heart," she murmured. "It just happened so fast after you left.
She… She doesn't look the same, Inuyasha. She can't even breathe on her own. I
just don't want you to be surprised when you see her, okay?"
He sighed. "And how have you been, Kagome? I never asked."
"I'm okay. Just going to school, hanging out with friends," she answered
impatiently. For all she knew, her mother had died already and they were
wasting time chatting and making small talk, exchanging pleasantries without
even caring.
"Still hanging out with that Hojo guy? He manage to stick it in you yet?" he
said, a smirk on his face as he stared straight ahead, not looking at her.
She gasped and disentangled herself from him, mildly surprised that he let her
this time in addition to the fact that he knew someone she associated with.
"You're being vulgar!" she stomped angrily to the base of the stairs, intending
to go up and lock herself in her room. She was stopped by him gripping her arm,
and she damned his superior speed.
"So that's a yes? You let him pop your cherry?" His eyes were darker and he
seemed mad at her, which she couldn't understand. She was the one who should
have been angry, not him.
"Let me go!" she commanded. "You're hurting me! I swear I'll call Dad."
All he did was push her back against the wall. How had she lived with this
asshole her entire life and never noticed how terrible he was? Inuyasha brought
his face closer to hers and for a minute she felt hypnotized by the gold of his
irises. He was so close, all she had to do was move her head the slightest bit
forward and they would touch.
"I knew you were a slut," he muttered, shoving her to the side and moving to
walk upstairs.
If she wasn't so clumsy, the force of his push would have just made her take a
few steps back, but instead she tripped over her own feet and fell, twisting
her ankle on the way down. Kagome cried out when she heard the cracking noise,
and then again when she hit the ground.
"Aw fuck!" Inuyasha said, going back to her immediately. He picked her up off
the floor and cradled her in his arms. "Fuck, Kagome, I'm sorry. I'll take you
to the hospital."
His frantic words cut through her pain-induced haze, and she yelled, "No!" His
ears twitched and she lowered her voice. "Sorry. No. No hospital! Money's
tight. I'll be fine."
"I'll pay for it!" he protested. "Fuck, I'll buy you goddamn health insurance."
"Inuyasha!" she hissed. "It's just a sprain. And we can't leave Mama alone.
Take me to my room and I'll figure it out."
Kagome could tell he was going to argue, but she moaned when her ankle gave
another throb, and then he was gently going up the stairs, trying not to jostle
her too much. Holding in her tears because she didn't want him to think she was
a baby, she instead breathed in and out hard through her nose, trying not to
sound like a complete creep. Somehow opening the closed door to her room
without losing his grip on her, Inuyasha carefully laid her down on her bed.
Just being on her own bed, surrounded by her stuffed animals made her feel the
littlest bit better.
"Shit, baby, your ankle's swelling up like a goddamn balloon."
"It's fine," she breathed. "Did you just call me baby?! Ugh, never mind. Just
bring me some ice and cloth bandages. The bandages are in my first aid kit in
my closet."
He did as she asked and, moving faster than a human and even some demons could,
brought her what she needed. Reaching for the bandages, she immediately
collapsed back down when she felt a sharp pain in her side. Taking her hand,
she poked along the right side of her ribs. The flesh was tender and would
definitely become a huge bruise. Great. Now she'd have to ask him for help.
"I'll do it," he murmured before she could even suggest it. With more care and
patience than she had thought him capable of, he wrapped her ankle with just
the right amount of tightness, tying a nifty little knot to keep it in place
and then taping it down.
"Thank you," she whispered. It was like the weird moment that had caused all
this had never even happened.
Giving her a genuine smile, Inuyasha leaned down and placed a small kiss on her
bandage, directly over the center of her pain.
"You're very welcome." He held the ice pack over her ankle and handed her
another one for her ribs. Kagome didn't really like cold things and she
shivered a lot when she pressed it to her skin, but she couldn't deny that it
helped a whole bunch.
"You should go in and talk to Mama. I'm fine now, really."
He shook his head. "Later. You need to be taken care of right now." She smiled
at him, grateful, but still wished that he would just go so she could sleep.
The day had been long and strange. "I never meant to hurt you, Kagome."
"I know that," she said soothingly.
The anger in his voice had startled her before she had realized it was directed
at himself, and then it made her sad. He was a half-demon, she was human. It
was possible that he didn't know his own strength. All his friends were demon
or part demon, and he had gone to demon-only schools his entire life. Add to
that the fact that he had been drinking and she was more than able to forgive
him.
"I'll never hurt you again, I swear," he vowed, placing a hand on her uninjured
ankle and rubbing it.
"I believe you."
"Do you need anything?"
She was about to outright tell him to leave her alone when she realized that
she did. "Um, actually, because I can't really bend at all, can you please take
my shoes and socks off? I know it's gross and all, but—"
He was already doing it, dragging her embarrassingly childish knee-highs that
had fallen scrunched beneath her ankles off along with her brown loafers. She
really, really hoped her feet didn't smell, but they probably would to his
nose.
"Your skin is so soft." His claws trailed over her arch, making her tingle in
places she ignored.
"Lotion," she blurted, feeling very uncomfortable. "I use a lot of lotion."
"Mmmhmm."
He rubbed her foot that wasn't attached to the injured ankle, massaging it with
both hands. She tried to tug it away, but he wouldn't let her. She had to admit
it felt nice. When she had seen her father do that to her mother back in
happier days, she always thought it was weird. Why would anyone want to be
touched there? All it did was tickle. But the way Inuyasha was doing it made
her relax. She felt the tension ease out of her body and she sighed in content.
"I wish you could do that all over," she said, then covered her mouth. That had
sounded needlessly sexual. Her face was on fire.
Inuyasha laughed and scooted up the bed until he was sitting next to her. "Take
off your shirt."
"Excuse me?!" she squeaked.
He rolled his eyes. "You're wearing a camisole underneath, right?" She nodded.
"So take off your shirt. Let me help you out. I feel really bad, Kagome, and I
want to make it up to you. I'll make you feel really good."
Tentatively, she nodded, and began to unbutton her shirt, her clumsy fingers
taking too long. Sighing, but with a smile on his face, Inuyasha batted her
hands away and took over, ignoring her protests.
"This feels… inappropriate," she admitted, not wanting to bring up her thoughts
but needing him to understand. They had gone their entire lives hardly
acknowledging one another's existence and now he was insulting her, caring for
her, and giving her a massage.
"It probably is. But who cares? No one's here but you and me."
"True."
In a way, he made sense. She relaxed, and he tugged her shirt off her arms,
baring her skin and making her feel cold. Her tank top was thin, white, and
lacy, clinging to her figure. Grimacing down at herself, she vowed to wear
cotton ones from now on in case something similar ever occurred.
"You cold?"
"How'd you know?"
Inuyasha pointedly looked at her chest and then back at her. She glanced down,
confused, and was met with the sight of both her nipples visibly poking at the
extremely thin fabric. Great. The one day she wore the camisole with the built-
in bra sans another regular bra for something other than sleeping just happened
to be today. Thankfully, Inuyasha just moved behind her, fixing her so that
half of her back leaned on half of his chest, and he began to massage her. He
stopped and moved her straps down before continuing.
"You've got a lot of stress, huh? With your dad gone all the time and looking
after Mom by yourself."
"Yeah," she half sighed half moaned. He had very talented hands. "But someone's
got to do it."
"I'm sorry I haven't been around."
"I wasn't trying to imply that you should be!" she amended lamely. "Please
don't feel obligated. We can manage here. I know you have your own life."
Kagome desperately wanted to ask what his life was like, but held her tongue.
If he wanted to tell her, he would tell her. She refused to pry.
"I've been thinking…" he said thoughtfully, moving his hands lower on her back.
"It would be good for me to stick around here for a while, at least until,
well, you know."
She nodded, understanding. Their mother would die any day, but she still didn't
want to say it out loud, although she thought about it frequently.
"She'd love that. Mama loves you so much. You're certainly her favorite." She
said it without resentment. Her mother loved her a whole lot, but Inuyasha was
the only child between her and the love of her life. He was special. It was
only reasonable.
Inuyasha just chuckled. Kagome's lips quirked in response, and she did not feel
it when she fell asleep, nor did she feel it when he got up and placed a
blanket over her, hovering above her and kissing her softly before he left her
room.
O/\o/\O
It was two days before her father came home this time. Kagome was laughing and
talking with Inuyasha, happy they were quickly edging toward the relationship
she had wanted to have with him, becoming a real family. Her father came in
quietly, and probably stayed a while with his wife before coming into her room.
When he did, he had a disapproving look on his face. She and Inuyasha stopped
talking immediately, just watching him glare at them.
"So," he said, his voice sounding thick. "You're back."
His step-son nodded, his face slipping into the neutral mask he had always worn
around him. "Got back a couple days ago, Mr. Higurashi."
"Kagome!" he exclaimed worriedly, eyeing her bandaged ankle. "What happened?"
"I fell," she mumbled. She didn't want Inuyasha to get in trouble, and she
didn't blame him anyway. He had been acting weird then, but maybe he had just
been tired from his trip.
"I told her to stay in bed these past couple of days," Inuyasha mentioned.
Kagome was still somewhat angry that he had prevented her from going to school,
but she understood that he felt guilty and wanted her to heal faster. He had
bought her crutches, but just practicing with them nearly made her fall and
break her neck, plus her armpits hurt like hell. In the end, she had agreed,
and he had kept her from being bored.
Her father continued to ignore him. "I just stopped by to grab a change of
clothes. I'll be going out again. Watch your mother."
And then he was gone again.
"He's worse than I remember," Inuyasha muttered.
"It's been really hard on him," she objected. "He loves Mama so much."
He snorted. "If he really loved her, he would stop going out and stay by her
side."
"Like you do with me?" she said laughingly.
Turning soft, serious golden eyes on her, he said, "Yeah. Like I do with you."
Feeling uncomfortable again, she shifted and changed the subject.
O/\o/\O
Kagome rolled her eyes for what felt like the millionth time that morning. "I'm
all better now, Inuyasha! And I need to go to school. I have a test today!"
He actually growled at her and snatched her backpack from her hands. "I'm
telling you that you're not! Your ankle's still all swollen. If you walk on it,
you'll just make it worse!"
"I've already been out of school for a whole week, alright? That's way too long
for just an ankle sprain." Her ankle did hurt, but it wasn't too bad.
Inuyasha threw her backpack on the floor in front of her and turned around,
stomping up the stairs. "Well, you better fucking hurry, then. Get a move on,
bitch."
She gaped at his retreating figure. Normally, she would have yelled at him for
something like that, but they had gotten so close the past week that she didn't
even know how to react anymore. The change in his behavior baffled her. He had
gone from the sulking, silent, absent older brother she had grown up with to an
intelligent, caring man and then he was a jerk. What was going on? Sighing
dramatically, she limped out the door, wishing he wasn't being such a douche so
she could ask him for a ride. Walking was going to be terrible. At least she
only lived a little over a mile away.
The day was long and her ankle swelled up again, this time only a little.
Luckily, Hojo carried her backpack and her friends took turns carrying her
binder around, sneaking out of their classes early to make sure they could help
her. By the end of the day, she was as grateful to them as she was annoyed.
Their fussing made her nauseous. At least when Inuyasha did it he wasn't all
simpering and sickly sweet like the lot of them were.
"Thanks for all your help today!" she nearly shouted as they walked out of the
school building, trying to wrest her possessions away from their grabby hands.
"No problem! You should let us walk you home, Kagome. Really!" Eri said, her
grip tight on Kagome's notebook.
"I'm fine, I walked here from home alone, I can do the same going back."
"But it's really not that far away!" Ayumi protested.
Giving up on getting her things back anytime soon, Kagome sighed, pushing back
her sweaty bangs. "What's the deal? You guys never offer to walk me home. And
don't say it's because of my sore ankle, because nobody offered to walk Yuka
home when she had a broken leg two years ago."
They all laughed nervously, glancing at one another. Of course, it was Eri who
began.
"Um, well, I heard your ex-convict brother was back in town."
"He's not a convict! He was never actually found guilty." She narrowed her eyes
at her friends. Did they just want to go to her house and ogle the hot older
guy?
Eri fidgeted, looking at her two female friends and the guy who was sort of
their friend, asking wordlessly for them to back her up. Nobody said anything,
so she continued.
"It's just… We're worried about you. He's dangerous. Why do your parents even
let him in the house? Yuka's sister said he didn't even finish high school and
he's got three kids by three different women and he doesn't even have a job and
no skills to get one. Plus we heard that he killed a guy for accidentally
drinking his drink at a party."
Everyone knew Eri had gone too far, even Eri. Kagome stared at the four of
them, and though they looked nervous and scared of what she thought, none of
them disagreed with what had been said about Inuyasha. That made her mad.
"Inuyasha is kindand strongand good and—" She was about to say handsome, but
stopped herself just in time, blushing anyway. She didn't want anyone to
misunderstand her. "And he's my brother. I'm proud to be his sister."
Kagome grabbed her things and they didn't resist, didn't even call her back as
she hobbled away as quickly as she could in the direction of her house. When
she got inside, she checked on her mother first thing as usual. To her
surprise, she was actually awake, her hand on the television remote. She was
watching some documentary and appeared to be interested, although tired. Kagome
spoke to her, and she nodded, motioning for her to leave and go do her
homework. Grinning, she went and did just that. Inuyasha was magic. He had done
what not even doctors and medicine and machines and science and prayers and
candles could do and brought her mother back from the point of death. She was
still smiling when she changed into her pajamas and climbed into bed for the
night.
"I saw you today."
Kagome swam towards consciousness, wondering when she had fallen asleep. The
lights in her room were on and Inuyasha was standing by her bed. He repeated
himself and she knew he was a little bit drunk. Confused, she sat up.
"What do you mean?" she asked, trying to stay calm. He seemed very on edge.
"I went to your school. Saw you eye fucking that stupid little nerd."
Now she was angry. "Are you talking about Hojo?!" How dare he insult her
friends like that! All the things they had said about Inuyasha and the insults
she had heaped on them mentally the entire way home were now forgotten.
Inuyasha took off his jacket and crawled on all fours on her bed. "You're so
fuckin' perfect, Kagome!" he said, sounding genuine and a little exasperated.
She did not respond and just continued to stare at him, wondering what he would
do. "So perfect. Can't do anything wrong, can you? And you fucking know it."
His words seemed sarcastic, but his tone was serious.
Her brows came together in bewilderment. "What are you talking ab—"
"I wonder if you taste as perfect as you smell," he interrupted, and then his
lips were on hers.
Shocked, she just let him kiss her for that fraction of a second, feeling his
breath against her skin and the soft press of his mouth on her mouth. Realizing
what he had done, he pulled away, looking at her with frightened eyes. Kagome
knew her reaction would determine how they interacted with one another from now
on, so she should be kind and understanding. Briefly, she entertained the
thought of just pretending it had never happened. Yes, that would probably be
the best course of action.
Kagome grabbed him by the silver tendrils of hair that framed his face and
tugged him to her, kissing him, not even attempting to begin to wonder about
why she did it. Inuyasha responded almost immediately, moaning into her mouth
and slowly laying her down on the bed. She thought it twisted that her first
kiss was given to her by her older half-brother, then thought it was equally
twisted that she was kissing him at all. Though she knew in her head that what
she was doing was disgusting and absolutely forbidden, everything else in her
wanted it. Inuyasha stopped kissing her lips and moved her hair aside, starting
on her neck, then licking and sucking at her throat, whispering her name at
intervals. Apparently growing bored with her neck, he went back to her lips,
and she kissed him back hungrily, nibbling on his lower lip and sharing her
breath with him.
A clawed hand slipped into her panties and she stilled, momentarily really
feeling that they were doing something wrong, but then he moved his fingers and
she kissed him more wildly than before. She wanted to feel him, feel all of
him. Barely keeping their lips connected, she pulled up her shirt without
taking it off, revealing her bare chest. When he failed to take advantage of
the opportunity she had presented him with, she grabbed him by one twitching
ear and forced his head down to her breast, where he promptly ceased his
whining wordless complaints of her abuse. A mouth greedily sucking on her
breast, fingers teasing inside her, she sighed in bliss. This was perfection.
As if he had heard her thoughts, Inuyasha moved away from her, taking his
wonderfully talented lips and digits with him.
"Why'd you stop?" she groaned.
"I didn't," he said huskily, kneeling in front of her spread legs.
Reverently, he slid her panties down her thighs and all the way off. Shuddering
in anticipation, she watched as he glanced at her, his golden eyes full of
mischief, before he stuck out his tongue, barely brushing it against her slit.
Kagome cried out and her legs tried to clamp back together, but he forced them
apart again and kept his hands there to ensure that they'd stay still. Burying
his face in her pussy, he started licking her at a fast pace, his tongue
sometimes snaking back outside and teasing and nibbling her outer lips before
going back to suck on her clit. She was sure his tongue was longer and more
flexible than a normal human's, and she felt it twist and turn inside of her,
reaching and rubbing everywhere. Grabbing onto his ears, just barely
remembering to be gentle, she held him closer to her, grinding his face into
her, her mouth open in a silent scream as she came, humping his face.
She was still clenching and panting when he crawled back next to her, taking
her into his arms and kissing her. Before she could talk herself out of it, she
stuck her hand down his tight but not overly so jeans, reaching for him. He was
hot and hard in her hand, and she tentatively stroked him, not quite sure what
to do. Inuyasha seemed to enjoy it, though, and the beautifully strained
expression on his face encouraged her to go faster, rubbing the tip with her
thumb before going back down and continuing her pumping. He came after a few
more minutes, all over her hand. Kissing him until he calmed down, she reached
for the box of tissues she kept on her nightstand, wiping the mess off and
tossing it carelessly in the general direction of her waste basket. Laying her
head on his chest, she listened to his rapid heartbeat, wondering why she
wasn't freaking out and screaming all over the place. She had never been with a
boy before, so that alone should have made her frantic, but she felt completely
warm and calm.
"I only ever wanted to touch you, Kagome. To be close enough to touch you
whenever I wanted."
"What do you mean?" she murmured.
He sighed and stroked her hair, playing with the waves. "When you were born, I
was so excited. I remember that and I can't even remember my old man's face. I
really wanted to hold you, but they wouldn't let me, not even Mom. Because of
these." He held his claws in front of her face and she captured his hand,
kissing his palm before lacing his fingers with hers. She could feel him smile.
"When you got older, you and Mom and Mr. Higurashi were always off together
doing family stuff and I was always dropped off with a babysitter. When you
went to school, I'd cut class and just hang around in trees and watch you. I
always liked to watch you. I've always wanted to know you."
"Why do you think they kept us apart all these years?" she murmured, already
knowing the answer but wanting to know what he thought.
He shrugged. "Maybe they were afraid of something like this?" Kagome giggled
and he laughed a bit as well. "But for real, your father hates the fact that I
exist."
She rolled over so she was on top of him, her gray eyes so much like her
father's looking down on him with love. Placing a kiss on his lips, she
whispered, "I've wanted to know you all my life. I've wanted you to… to love
me. Always."
Inuyasha's hands were in her hair and they were kissing again. "I love you,
I've always loved you."
"So what do we do?" At first, she had thought this was just going to be a one-
time thing, that he just wanted to fuck her, do the kinkiest shit he could
think of, and then be done with her. But the way he looked at her, the way he
said the things he said convinced her otherwise.
"What do you mean?" How many times had they said that string of words just in
the past twenty minutes?
"Well, this isn't exactly a normal relationship or whatever," she said
blushingly, not quite able to meet his eyes. "What about Mama and my dad?"
"I'll take care of everything. We'll have to sneak around at first, but when
you finish school we can be together. It'll be a long couple of years, but then
you can move in with me and it will all be alright."
"Do you have a job?" she asked, remembering what her friend had said earlier.
She had not been able to properly defend him since she didn't know very much
about him, and now she was dying with curiosity.
Inuyasha laughed. "I'm a stunt double. Most stunt doubles are half-demons. We
know how to work with and for humans and we can take a punch and a few broken
bones easily. I've done a couple of Hollywood stuff, but I'm mostly stuck
training others lately."
"Wow! That's so cool!" Kagome gushed, her eyes lighting up in childish
admiration.
Trying to stay humble, Inuyasha blushed a bit and shrugged as much as possible
in their current position. "Pay's not too bad. Better than what a high school
dropout usually makes. Plus, my dad willed me all his money, and the dude was
fucking loaded. I didn't know until Mom told me on my eighteenth, and she said
it would be best if I were to leave and stay in his old house." Kagome nodded,
impressed. "She was going to leave your dad and take you with her once you
turned eighteen. Then we were all going to live together." His eyes were sad
and solemn.
"That can still happen!" she said. "Mama's gotten so much better since you've
been back. I think she'll make it."
Inuyasha shook his head. "People always have that last bit of energy before
they die. It happens every time. And just when you start to think they'll get
better, that's when they drop."
Kagome snorted. "Such a pessimist. I'll cure you in time."
He smiled and kissed her, once again waiting until she was sound asleep before
he slipped out of her room and into his.
O/\o/\O
Even though Izayoi was steadily getting better and better, Mr. Higurashi still
did not come home regularly, himself believing the way Inuyasha did. Kagome
didn't mind too much, since that meant that she and Inuyasha could spend more
time together getting used to each other, getting to know each other. They were
getting to know each other on the night Kagome decided that she was for sure
going to give him her virginity, right then and there. He had been sneaking
into her room every night and every morning, doing things to her she had only
read about. Living up to his rebel image, she discovered that he liked to get a
bit dirty, doing things to her that were not quite vanilla. Things someone like
Hojo would never even think of, he assured her. She thought it was cute he was
still so jealous, even though it irked her a bit to think he thought her
capable of being with him and then carelessly going to another, but she
understood he was just insecure and afraid when it came to her.
Kagome was completely naked on her bed, right at its edge, her hands on her own
breasts, pinching her nipples hard as she tried to keep the sighing cries she
made quiet. Inuyasha was on his knees on the floor, her legs flung over his
shoulders and his face in her pussy, eating her expertly. She got more turned
on every time with him, which she didn't think was possible. She guessed it had
a little something to do with the nature of their relationship, something she
would rather forget but he kept reminding her of.
"You wanna cum, sweetheart?" he said in that smoldering, sexy voice he had
discovered that she loved.
"Yes!" she whined. Geez. She wanted to be sarcastic and say "nah, I'm okay" or
something, but it was beyond her at the moment.
Sticking a finger halfway up her ass, he laughed when she couldn't hold back
her slight shriek. "That's it, baby," he murmured, going in to lick her. "Cum
all over big brother's face." Sucking on her clit just so, she bathed him in
her juices as the room rang with a scream.
A scream that wasn't hers.
Jumping in fright, they both looked to her doorway, only to see Izayoi
Higurashi fall to the floor in a dead faint.
"Mama!" she sobbed, going to her side, still naked. "Oh my God."
Kagome heard Inuyasha call emergency, then the front door open and close. He
had left.
Izayoi was dead before the ambulance got to the hospital.
O/\o/\O
The funeral was small, with only a few people beside herself and her father.
Her mother had pined away for her demon lover, her mate, after he had died,
seldom associating with people who weren't family members. Mr. Higurashi was
quietly drunk and distraught, not able to look at the open casket. Kagome was
no better, her dress rumpled and her eyes red from the countless hours of
crying she'd done. What had her mother thought of her in those last moments?
She shivered, imagining all the disgusting names she'd call her had she been
able to. Eventually, her mind drifted to Inuyasha, as it always did these days.
He hadn't come back after getting caught, had not answered his phone even after
she left him messages telling him what had happened, how terrible she felt, how
she missed him, how much she wanted to die as well.
Following the casket that was carried by six pallbearers, only her father and
one other man being people who weren't hired to be there, Kagome caught a flash
of silver by the side entrance to the church. Hardly daring to believe it, she
ran in the direction, her heels loud in the quiet, echoing building. And there
he was, looking even worse than her father. Relief that he was okay quickly
turned into a sickening, gut-twisting rage, and she stomped up to him, slapping
him hard across the face.
"Where the fuck were you?!" she screamed as loud as she could, wishing she
could scream louder. No amount of volume would be enough.
Inuyasha's eyes flashed red, and before she could complete her thought that it
was just a strange trick of the sun streaming through the stained glass, he was
dragging her by her hair into the restroom. Too scared to scream, not sure of
what to do, Kagome only stared at him in terror as he slammed her against the
wall, holding her to it by her neck. His other hand ventured under her black
dress and pulled her tights and underwear down to her knees. Fumbling with his
belt, button, and zipper, he freed himself and plunged all the way into her,
grunting at the feeling.
Then he just stopped. Kagome realized she was sobbing, choking. Their eyes met,
and his were gold again. Confused and gold. Glancing at his hand on her throat,
he removed it. She sagged in relief and just breathed, waiting for him to let
her go. When he didn't, she grabbed his face, cupping it in her hands, forcing
him to look at her.
"What are you doing?" she whispered, more tears falling. "Let me down."
"I'm sorry."
Grabbing her thighs, he began to move inside her, savagely pounding her against
the wall. Kagome screamed, wondering how this was happening to her, wondering
why nobody came to help. Somebody had to hear her scream. She screamed and
screamed, hoping at the very least to injure Inuyasha's ears, but he only
ignored her, intent on his activity. Her throat hurt so much, but not as much
as her heart. That was where the real agony was. His claws pricked her backside
and he brought her down on him hard, growling as he finished inside her. Not a
moment later, he fell to his knees, his arms shielding her from the floor.
Still inside her, he sobbed on her shoulder, full body sobs that wracked his
large frame, making inhuman sounds in his grief. Dazedly, she held him,
soothing him with kisses and whispers, comforting her rapist, her brother.
After a long while, he was finished, and they were curled up together on the
cold tile floor in silence, just holding each other. Wiping his nose on his
sleeve, Inuyasha stood on shaky legs, reaching down to help her up, keeping her
steady with an arm around her waist. Kagome looked at him, studying his face to
see if he was really and truly alright before she kissed him softly on the
lips. He helped her take off her shoes, hose, and underwear, and they dropped
the latter two items in the trash, both of them being torn and dirtied beyond
saving. Without a word, they walked to where his plain white rental car was
parked. Both being in the same mood, they crawled in the backseat and slept
until the sun woke them up.
O/\o/\O
It was so hot. Kagome always thought of funeral weather as rainy and bleak, but
it felt like a desert. The heat might have had something to do with the fact
that she hadn't showered yet that day and she always felt hot and irritable
when she hadn't bathed. She and Inuyasha had not stopped by the house, neither
of them particularly wanting to face her father, if he was even there. When
they had arrived at the cemetery, the place was closed, so Inuyasha had just
jumped the fence with her in his arms.
And then they just sat by her grave, silent and not looking at each other. They
had been there for over an hour, and her entire lower body had fallen asleep.
Finally, just as she was about to say something that might have been considered
pretty rude, he broke the silence.
"Did I… Was that—Was I your first?" he asked so softly she had to strain to
hear him. Inuyasha wasn't looking at her, but she could see his eyes, and they
were full of dull anguish.
"Yes."
"You didn't have a h-hymen," he said, stuttering for the first time in her
memory. "I didn't think… If I had known you were a virgin, I never would have
done it."
Kagome raised a brow. "So rape is fine and dandy if the woman's innocence is no
longer intact?"
"You know what I mean." Silence. "Did I hurt you?"
"You were there, weren't you? Of course you did."
"I'm sorry."
"You don't sound sorry." She was feeling like crying again, was only a few
seconds away from giving herself a shower of tears.
Trying to control his anger, he replied, "I'm not sorry that we were together
in that way, I'm sorry that it happened the way it did." When she didn't say
anything, he leaned closer to her, his eyes on hers. "You've got to understand,
Kagome! I've just wanted you for so fucking long."
There were the tears, hot trails down her face and neck, racing each other.
"What I understand is that you're selfish," she answered, not able to manage
anything more than a hoarse whisper.
"I love you."
She knew that, and she was glad. Waiting until she could stop crying, she said,
"You didn't really hurt me."
His head shot up and his eyes narrowed. "But you said—"
"Well, you hurt me emotionally, and that whole pulling my hair thing really
stung, but aside from that, it wasn't so bad. I've uh, practiced a lot by
myself," she finished in a mumble.
Inuyasha grunted. "So what now?"
"I don't think I can go back," she said slowly, only just realizing it. "I
don't want to go back."
"You don't have to!" he said eagerly, his eyes alive for the first time in
forever. "If you still want me, you have me. I'll take you back with me to my
father's house, my house. We can enroll you in school over there, and if you
don't like the house, then we can go apartment hunting or whatever. You pick.
Whatever you want."
"What about Dad?" she asked anxiously. "I don't think he'll let me leave."
He growled. "I'll make him."
Kagome sighed, an idea forming in her tired mind. "No, I will."
Before he could ask her to expand on that, she leaned down and kissed Izayoi's
grave, Inuyasha copying her and doing the same, lingering a little longer.
Rising together, they walked back to the car hand in hand, keeping their hands
linked the entire ride back to the Higurashi home. The lights were on
downstairs, meaning her father was home. She opened the door, not at all
surprised he didn't come to greet them. Ignoring Inuyasha's protests, Kagome
dragged him all the way to her room.
"Your dad's home, we can't—"
She kissed him, slamming the door behind her with a flick of her foot. He
winced at the noise, but melted against her, putting his arms around her.
Breaking away, she took off her dress, folding it and placing it neatly on her
dresser before lying on the bed, wearing only her plain black bra. He was on
her in an instant, having already stripped by the time she got to the bed,
ready and yearning for her. Remembering to be gentle this time around, he
patiently unhooked her bra, giving her soft, fleeting little kisses all over
her pale flesh. Already knowing how she liked her breasts handled, he sucked
the nipples hard, flicking them with his tongue. Kagome moaned and bucked
against him, her hips searching for him.
"Okay," he muttered, shushing her. "Just keep it down, sweetheart."
"Not gonna happen."
Inuyasha apparently didn't care enough about silence to stop fucking her, which
she was grateful for, and soon they were moving together. Kagome held him to
her and sighed, her legs wrapping around his waist. It was a thousand million
billion times better when she was wet and willing, although she would want to
try the whole rough against the wall thing again another time. He kissed her,
trying to bring her attention back onto him to stay, and she lightly rubbed his
ears and played with his hair. Really, he was a great catch. She couldn't
believe how lucky she was that he actually wanted her, loved her. Of course she
felt the same, how could she not? He was perfect. Kagome wondered what their
children would look like. She'd want them all to have his eyes and ears, but
thought her coloring would make a very nice combination. Birth defects didn't
even seem like a possibility, since he was half a whole other non-human thing
and all. Unless they ended up having sex on his human night. She'd try and
steer him away from that, or have him double bag it.
Shouting her love for him to the world as she came, Kagome was prepared for the
subsequent footsteps rushing up the stairs. Inuyasha, a panicked look on his
face, tried to leave her, but she kept him trapped with her legs, not wanting
him to go until he came. Clenching harder around him, she reached up and played
with an ear as she kissed him, and it did the trick. He bit her hard on the
neck as he filled her with his seed. Knowing what that meant, she smiled.
"What are you doing?! Do you want to kill me?" he moaned, still cumming.
"Don't worry," she soothed. "It will be just like with Mama, only a little
different."
Right on cue, her door burst open, and there stood her father, not even looking
surprised. His face was red with anger and the effects from his year of
perpetual drunkenness. Kagome wanted to laugh in his face, but instead pulled
Inuyasha closer to her, stopping his struggling.
"I fucking knew it!" he yelled. "You're a fucking whore, fucking anything in
sight." She felt Inuyasha's muscles stiffen and he growled, wanting to defend
her even though he had said something similar not too long ago, but her father
ignored him. "And of course it's all this bastard's fault, this fucking waste
of space. Never should have been born, either of you. You are dead to me. Get
the fuck out and take that trash with you."
He slammed the door, leaving them alone again. Both occupants of the room
stayed still until they heard the front door slam as well, signifying his exit.
Kagome sighed happily, ruffling her lover's hair with her breath.
"What the fuck was that?!" he growled, and she finally let him get off of her,
watching him hurriedly dress like the damn house was on fire.
"Dad's very proud and unforgiving. He won't tell anyone and he won't come
looking for us," she explained. "We're lucky he's too afraid of you to kill
us."
Inuyasha sighed, running his hand through his hair, and turned his sunshine
eyes on her. "You meant for this to happen."
"Duh."
Rolling his eyes, he grumbled, "I'm gonna call Koga for a moving van. We leave
tonight."
Getting up to join him, she placed her hands on his shoulders. "You're very
tense, Inuyasha. Stressed. You want a massage?"
Glaring at her playfully, he pulled her into a kiss. "Not there I don't."
She smirked. "Take off your shirt."
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