It Is Good To Be Kagome

A/N: For the sake of this one-shot, Kenshin will be in the feudal era instead of the Meiji era. So, just go with it and enjoy!! I will say this...this has been one of the most difficult one-shots that I have ever written. I have only seen a few Kenshin episodes and have tried hard to do him justice. My next one-shot will be with Sesshomaru/Kagome/Inu Yasha. Remember, reviews are needed to keep my muse active, and she is a horny little thing.
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TITLE: A Dream Come True

PAIRING: Kenshin/Kagome

SUMMARY: During a battle between her group and a group of nekos, Kagome is forced to run for her life and ends up being saved by Kenshin. The young man is instantly smitten with her and finds that he cannot keep his mind from her.
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He could not help himself. There was just no way for him to deny that he wanted her. And finally, he had her right where he wanted her. She was on her back and naked, his for the taking and he did not need to be told twice.

He moved over her like a predator and relished in her moans as his long, red hair swept across her heated flesh. His violet eyes shined as he thought of all of the ways that he would take her and make her beg him for her release. Yes, he would enjoy this conquest very much.

He allowed his mouth to descend to her neck and gently sucked the soft flesh into his mouth. He felt her hands at his sides and closed his eyes as he made a mark upon her skin that would of his victory over her. Sucking her flesh, he heard her breathy moans and wanted to chuckle at her eagerness for his touch. Well, he was never one to deny a woman.

His mouth left her neck and traveled down to her breasts. The firm mounds simply screamed at him for his kisses and he felt her shudder beneath him. With a confident smirk, he brought his right hand up and cupped her breast, being careful not to be too rough, but was not too soft either. From the way she closed her eyes and threw her head back, he could only guess that his touch was just right and he proceeded to continue with his exploration.

He made sure that her nipples were hardened and cared for before he took one of the stiffened peaks into his mouth. His teeth nibbled on the rose-colored tips and he felt his cock harden even more as her breathing became heavy and uneven. He felt her spread her thighs apart for him and he knew that she needed him inside of her aching body, but he was not ready to give into her demands at that point in time. No, he would satisfy all of his needs and desires before dealing with hers. He needed to know this woman and by the time he was through with her, he would know her from the inside out.

After he had given her breasts enough of his attention, he allowed his body lower until her core was in his line of sight. He closed his eyes and savored the sight, knowing that this would be their one and only chance to be together, and he was not about to miss out on anything.

Using his thumbs, he parted her nether lips and allowed his tongue to sweep over the moist flesh, causing the woman under him to gasp and thrash her head. He smiled, knowing that he was about to visit a pleasurable torture upon the woman’s body, and she was powerless to stop him. He brought his lips to her bud and gently sucked the small piece of flesh into this mouth. He felt her body shake as she struggled towards her release, but he was intent on prolonging her torment. He swirled his tongue around the nub of flesh and felt her arch her back, crying out as she experienced pure, unadulterated pleasure. His sure movements insured that she would reach her peak, but just as he felt she was about to climax, he quickly pulled away, smirking as she cried out in frustration.

He touched her body, making sure to stroke her sensitive skin until she began to sob in defeat. When the moment came, he knew that he had fully conquered the woman beneath him, and so he felt that it was time to be merciful. Without a second thought, he brought his cock to her entrance and thrust. Her cry of pain only made his conquest all that more rewarding. He settled himself inside of her, waiting patiently for her to adjust to him, and when he felt that she had been given enough time, he began to pull himself out all of the way until he reached his tip, then without warning, he thrust back in as hard as he could. He used this method several times and could feel that she had come so close to release several times, but could not finish her journey. He reveled in this power over this woman, and felt glorified as she grunted in agony. Finally, it was time to give her what she needed. He had tortured her enough, and with that thought, he allowed his body to pleasure her. Her moans of pleasure spurned him on and he felt his body tightening in what he knew to be a powerful release. He thrust harder and faster, her requests silently being met, and her delight obvious.

When she hit her climax, she threw her head back and screamed, her legs tightening around his waist and her nails digging into the soft skin of his back. When his came, he tightened his grip upon her and slammed into her one final time, coming to stop as his seed poured forth into her accepting body.

When he finally collapsed on top of her, he panted and then looked down at her face, her expression soft and peaceful.

Kenshin felt someone touch his shoulder and he quickly looked up. The elderly woman smiled at him and handed him a small wrapped bundle. He thanked the woman and gathered his sword, his mind going back to his daydream. Finally, the voice he had longed to heard came drifting out from a hut.

“I will be back in a few days, Inu Yasha. I promise to bring you back plenty of ramen, ok?” She asked, her voice hopeful.

He heard a male’s voice mutter something, but what he said could not be understood, so Kenshin did not worry about it. His violet eyes watched as the young woman walked from the hut and into the sunlight, her ebony hair swinging behind her, caressing her firm, but indecently covered backside.

He followed the young woman, and soon found himself in a field. He watched as she slowly approached an old well, and then climbed up on the rim.

He felt his fear for her rise and without a moment’s hesitation, he darted forth and grabbed her around her waist, bringing them both down to the soft ground. He felt her struggle and then finally relax.

When he lifted his body from hers, he watched as she quickly turned around and narrowed her eyes at him. At first he thought that she was going to yell, but then her eyes took on a softness that he felt was comforting.

“I am surprised to see you again.” She said, her face lighting up in a smile. Kenshin smiled down at her, but then remembered what she was doing before he had stopped her.

“Miss Kagome, killing yourself is not the way to solve your problems, indeed it isn’t. Perhaps I can be of some assistance and help you with whatever compels you to jump to your death.” Kenshin said, his voice pleading.

Kagome stared at the young man. At first, she was confused as to what he was talking about and then her eyes drifted to the well. She began to laugh.

“I was not going to kill myself, Mr. Himura. I was going home.” She said, her voice light.

Kenshin cocked his head. “I thought I told you to call me Kenshin, Miss Kagome. And how exactly were you going to get to your village by jumping through a well?” He asked, his voice laced with doubt.

“Well, do you remember on our first meeting when you asked about my clothing and I told you that I come from a very far away place that accepts my style of clothing?” She asked. When he nodded, she said, “My village is through the well. I am not exactly from this era and was brought here by a demon in search of the shikon jewel.”

Kenshin stared at the young woman, and was sure that she must have hit her head when he tackled her. He quickly stood up and then lifted her into his arms and carried her over to the forest, coming to rest underneath some trees. He sat down and placed her beside him.

For a while, neither of them spoke, but then Kagome asked, “Why are you here? I thought you said that you were headed to Kyoto.”

Kenshin grinned. “Yes, I was going to Kyoto, however, I decided to take an alternate route, and happened into the village that you were coming from. I bought a few supplies, and will be on my way once I am sure that you are safe from harm.” He said, his eyes trained upon hers.

Kagome let out a soft giggle. “Well, that is very nice of you, but I was never in any danger.” She said.

"Forgive me if I don’t trust your judgment, but if you will remember, when we first met, you were about to be slain by a demon neko and from what I have heard, danger follows you around like it is your shadow.” He said.

Kagome sighed. She remembered that day very well. Inu Yasha had insisted on returning to the village, saying that he needed to rest after their last encounter with Sesshomaru, however, they encountered a group of neko demons who were intent upon stealing the jewel, and so, the small group ended up in battle with the nekos. However, Kagome soon found herself without any arrows and she took off, taking note that one of the larger nekos was following her. When she had looked back, her foot had caught on a rock and she ended up falling to the ground. The neko closed in on her, and just as it was about to strike, a sword prevented its attack and repelled it from Kagome. When she looked up at her savior, her breath had been taken away. Standing in front of her was a young man with long red hair tied up in a low ponytail, his violet haori and white hakama complimented his red hair and when he looked down at her, she saw that he had violet eyes and a cross-shaped scar upon his cheek. She had remembered from her history studies at school that there once lived a samurai who had a cross-shaped scar on his cheek and had killed many men during his days as the battousai. She had never expected to run into this legendary manslayer during her journeys, but here he stood and he was defending her.

“It is not polite to strike at a person when they are down, no it is not. If it is a fight that you wish, I will be glad to fight you in the woman’s place, but be warned, I will not spare your life should I win.” He said, his violet eyes narrowing at his opponent.

The neko laughed. “And what harm do you think that you could do to me, boy? Very well, but when I kill you, I will take the woman’s shards and her innocence while I watch as your life blood spills onto the ground.” It said, its claws sharpening for the impending battle.

“Well then, I must not lose, and lose I shall not.” He replied, his hand reaching for the hilt of his sword. When the neko attacked, the young man dodged its blow and rolled out of the way. He had watched as the woman limped to safety and then was able to fight without worrying if she would be harmed during the fight. He allowed the knowledge from all of his years as the battousai to surface. Because he was facing a demon, it was kill or be killed and he was not about to die, nor was he about to allow the young woman to be violated, so he did what was natural to him. He fought without mercy and was finally able to send his opponent to the great beyond without any remorse.

After he was sure that the demon was dead, he made his way over to her and knelt down beside her.

“Good day, miss. Are you lost?” He asked, his eyes were kind and gentle. Not exactly what she would expect from someone with the reputation as a manslayer.

“Sort of. I ran from my group when the nekos attacked us. They should be over that hill.” She said, pointing.

He had nodded and then gave her a smile. Without a word, he lifted her into his arms and began walking, being mindful of her injury. On the way, he felt her shift a bit and then heard her say, “My name is Kagome. What is yours?”

“Kenshin Himura, but you may call me Kenshin.” He said, hugging her tighter against him.

“Ummm, you by any chance would not be the one known as the battousai, would you?” She asked, her face blushing a very attractive shade of red.

Kenshin stopped in his tracks. He had been so careful as to hide his identity, so how was it that she knew who he was?

“Why do you ask?” He asked, his voice telling her that he was suspicious of her interest in his identity.

“Well, you see…where I come from, we have a story about a man known as the battousai, the man-slayer that killed without mercy and sent many soldiers to their deaths without a care in the world. The story says that he had a cross-shaped scar on his cheek and that he carried a reverse-blade sword that was only effective when used with the Hiten Mitsurugi style of fighting. So, when I saw the scar on your cheek, I just wondered. If you are uncomfortable with answering, I apologize and won’t force it out of you, but if you are the battousai, I must say, you are much nicer than what I thought you would be.” She said, giving him a shy smile.

Kenshin relaxed a bit. He had never heard of this story, but at her last comment, he found himself blushing. It was certainly a nice compliment, indeed it was. He smiled at her, but kept silent as he continued to walk towards her friends. On the way, they spoke of where she came from and he had commented on her outfit, saying that a woman as beautiful as her should be dressed in fine kimonos, and not such attire. She had giggled at his comment and explained that he was not the first to tell her so. When he got to where her group stood, he saw an inu-hanyou glance over at them and then make his way over. His golden eyes were filled with concern.

“There you are. Don’t you ever run off like that again. Sango, Miroku, and Shippo were scared that you had been killed, you fool.” The hanyou scolded, his eyes telling Kenshin that he, too, had been fearful. When the golden eyes darted to the young man, he growled.

“And just who are you?” He asked, his hand resting on the hilt of tetsusaiga. However, when the hanyou heard Kagome’s sigh, he quickly backed off and then asked, “Why is he carrying you, Kagome?”

“I hurt my ankle when that neko chased me and Mr. Himura saved me and took care of the neko.” She explained.

“Miss Kagome, I told you to call me Kenshin.” Kenshin scolded lightly, taking great pleasure in causing the young woman to blush.

The hanyou snorted and then held out his arms to take the young woman. Kenshin gently handed her over to the hanyou and watched as she was situated on his back. With a sigh, Kenshin waved and said, “Well, I must be going. Miss Kagome, it was a pleasure.”

“Where are you headed to?” The other woman asked, her eyes glazing over as she whipped around to deliver a stinging slap to the face of the monk who had just fondled her backside.

“Kyoto. I am meeting up with a friend, and just happened to be walking by when I saw the neko attacking Miss Kagome.” Kenshin explained, his violet eyes straying over to the young woman, who was now resting her head upon the shoulder of the hanyou. It was clear that the ordeal had worn her out.

“Then, don’t let us keep you.” The hanyou said, stalking off. The monk who had been slapped stepped forward and offered his hand. “Thank you for saving Kagome. I wish you a pleasant journey and will say a prayer to Buddha for your safety.” He said.

Kenshin smiled, and listened as the other woman thanked him and then watched as she picked up a small kitsune child in her arms and followed the rest of her group. He had turned and began his journey once again, or so Kagome had thought.

Now, as she sat next to him, listening to his reasons as to why her village could not exist in a well, Kagome shook herself out of her memories and smiled up at the concerned young man.

“Kenshin, thanks for helping me, but please trust me when I say that I know what I am doing, but I do appreciate your concern.” Kagome said as she lifted her palm to his cheek. She rested her hand against the cross-shaped scar and felt him lean into her touch.

Kenshin closed his eyes at her touch. It had been so long since he had felt the touch of a woman, especially a woman who had captured his heart as this one had done, so when she touched him, he could not resist leaning into her touch. It felt right.

When he finally did open his eyes, he allowed his violet eyes to look into her dark eyes, and could feel the familiar ache within his groin. It was time to show her how she made him feel and this time, when he took her, he would not have to wake up with a hard on.

Leaning forward, he pressed his lips to hers, and felt her moan. Closing his eyes, he allowed himself to get lost in the kiss, his hands reaching out to pull her closer. When he felt her body next to his, he broke the kiss and reached down to untie his haori. When it came undone, he felt her hands reach up and push the material from his shoulders, his skin tingling with pleasure at her touch.

He reached down and pulled her shirt up and over her head, not caring if damaged the material during its removal. His eyes glanced down at her breast binding and it must have registered on his face that he was confused by it because Kagome reached behind her and unhooked it, allowing it to fall away and reveal her firm breasts to his lustful gaze. He quickly took his sword and placed it beside the tree, not wanting it far from him in case he needed it. The bulge in his hakama was very noticeable, and he jumped when he felt her hand brush against it. He groaned and lifted her until she was straddling his lap.

“Kagome, please. I need you.” Kenshin whispered, his voice thick with want. When he heard her groan, he allowed his fingers to dance down her back, causing her to arch against him.

He quickly lowered her to her back and struggled with her skirt. When it finally came off, his body reacted to the piece of cloth that rested between her legs. He would have cum right there and then, but held himself back as he slid the cloth from her body, taking note that her breathing had become harsher.

He yanked off his hakama and leaned over her body. He heard her gasp and stared at her face. He wanted to smirk as his cock rested against her thigh. When she looked down, she immediately blushed and looked away. Even as they were about to make love, she was still very shy, and he loved her for that.

His lips caressed hers and felt her hands stroke his back. He quickly broke the kiss and let his lips travel down her jaw and to her neck. He licked and nipped at the soft skin, delighting in her little squeals of delight. When she bucked her hips, it took all of his control to not plunge into her depths and screw the hell out of her, but instead, he steadied her hips and lowered himself to her breasts, taking time to pay homage to each mound, his tongue taking the time to caress each pert nipple. When he felt his need had been fulfilled, he continued his journey lower, making sure to kiss her stomach, until he found himself staring at a patch of trimmed black curls. He leaned forward, his tongue slipping out to taste the essence that was now seeping from her inviting core. Closing his eyes, he used his thumbs to part her lips and allowed his tongue to delve into her core. He made sure to taste every inch that he could reach and heard her cry out in pleasure. Her hands buried themselves in his hair and she pulled him closer, her hunger for him growing as was his for her.

When he hit a particular sweet spot, she climaxed, and screamed her release. He was pleased that he had managed to invoke such a reaction, and came to the decision that this was definitely better than what he had dreamed about. When he lifted his head, he found her staring at him, her face leaving no question about how pleased she was with him.

He prowled up her body, and felt the tip of his cock rest at the entrance to her body. He smiled down at her, and then quickly sheathed himself deep within her body. Her scream of pain was horrifying, but it had to be done and he was honored that she had allowed him to be the one that took her most precious gift.

When she had grown accustomed to him, he slowly pulled out, mimicking his dreams. When he reached his tip, he thrust back in, earning a groan from his lover. After a few thrusts, he had the urge to simply fuck the hell out of her and fuck her he did.

His hips quickly gained speed as pounded mercilessly into her, taking note of her pleas for him to go harder. He obliged her and felt the old Kenshin struggling to be let out, the one who had dominated so many battles was now crying out to dominate the woman beneath him. Without a second thought, his movements became more vicious and her screams were getting louder until finally he cursed his anger at not being able to meet his release.

He lifted the woman up and allowed himself to fall backwards onto his back. With her on top of him, he gripped her waist and thrust up into her. He watched as Kagome closed her eyes in pleasure and felt her hands upon his chest. Sweat now trickled down the sides of her face and he, too, felt the strain of denied release.

Soon, they moved as though they were poetry in motion, their movements quick and fluid until Kagome’s inner muscles began to quiver, signaling that she was about to cum. He rolled her until he was back on top and pounded into her until he felt his own impending climax.

When she released, her nails dug into his back, causing him to climax. His seed shot forth and he groaned as he felt the waves of pleasure wash over his body. When he was sure that he was finished, he gently pulled out, wincing at the pain of the scratches on his back. He looked down at Kagome, who was now staring back up at him. For a moment, neither spoke, but he took in a deep breath and said, “I will be back in two weeks. Will you be here, or will I need to come looking for you?”

Kagome looked at him in surprise. “I should be back. Inu Yasha likes to come back to the village every now and then so that we can restock our supplies.” She replied, her eyes wide with confusion.

Kenshin laughed at her surprise. “Did you think that after I made love to you that I would be able to let you go so easily? Kagome, you are my woman, and I won’t let you leave me nor will I leave you. I will be joining your little group, but need to go to Kyoto and get a friend of mine who will also help. Would you mind if we tagged along?” He asked, the intensity in his voice surprising him.

He watched as Kagome smiled. She reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss.

“I would not have it any other way, Kenshin.” She said, her dark eyes sparkling. She felt her heart jump as she watched the smile spread over his lips. He bent down and kissed her lips as tenderly as he could.

After they had gotten up, Kagome helped Kenshin dress, and then proceeded to dress herself. Taking his hand, she led him back to the well.

“I will see you in two weeks, Kenshin.” She said, smiling. She leaned over and kissed his cheek, before jumping onto the well’s rim and leaping into the well. Kenshin rushed to the well and gazed down, sure that he was going to find Kagome’s crumpled body at the bottom, but was shocked to find her gone. He straightened up and shook his head. Well, he had seen weirder things. He straightened his sword and grabbed up his small bundle and began to walk, but soon came across the hanyou.

Inu Yasha had seen it all, and he had been impressed with the human’s intensity during the mating act. He had heard the young man’s claim and while it hurt him to know that Kagome had moved on, he understood her reason why. However, she was still very dear to him and so he wanted to issue a warning to the young man.

As Kenshin passed by him, Inu Yasha said, “Don’t hurt her, or you will answer to me.” The young human nodded, but did not stop. He continued towards Kyoto and had to laugh as he thought about how Sanosuke would react when he told him that he had found the love of his life and that they would be joining her little quest.

Inu Yasha watched as the young man disappeared from sight and then turned back to the village. A naughty smile crossed his lips and he thought, ‘I wonder what Kouga is going to say when he learns that Kagome has promised herself to the human.’ He could just imagine that fit that the wolf would throw. It would be interesting to see how Kenshin dealt with the possessive wolf, but if Kagome had been telling the truth about Kenshin’s fighting skills, Kouga would have one hell of a battle on his hands. Yep, that was a confrontation he could not wait for.