A Blind Heart

Story Note: I’ve had a couple of questions regarding the whole fate vs. choice. Believe me people just because they are all “Fated” to be with each other does not guarantee smooth sailing! To remain true to the story and the characters; issues and behavior will have to be addressed before happily ever after is attained!

Chapter 18 ~

When a man loves a woman.....

“It’s impolite to stare at someone from the shadows you know”. She turned and found me in the shadow of the Dogwood trees. I felt her pleasure and arousal stir at the sight of me stepping from the shadows. I smirked as the sensations and random thoughts came to me. She was cute in her annoyance. She began to concentrate and focus her senses and I began to feel contentment, a feeling of belonging, of finding your place in the world. For my itoshi was home.

When she began to imagine a bedroom I grew interested. So my little miko had a naughty side to her, how far would she take this game? A chair, some rope, my naked self and a silk blindfold all appeared in the room. My eyebrow went up, I was intrigued. When I saw her place me in the chair, a glimmer of understanding came to me. So the chair was meant for me to be restrained in. I felt her tie up my hand behind my back with rope. She then proceeded to tie up both legs making sure they remained open. Fascinating, she knows how to enchant the rope, chair and myself so I was unable to escape. She then placed the silk blindfold around my eyes, I hate to be sight deprived so I growled. Oh she definitely had my attention now; I could feel my beast creeping into my eyes making them rimmed with red. My beast and I would have fun teaching her all the joys and pleasures to be found in the bedroom. Inu-Youkai males are dominant and demanding lovers, best she learns that early. By pleasing me she would gain her own pleasure.

She knelt down between my legs. At this point my arousal was evident; this game of hers was pleasing. I looked forward to my own ode to bondage, and definitely some spanking. I watched her intently as she leaned forward and raked her nails down my thighs causing my cock to jump in response. My Koishii has learned that a little bit a pain can be pleasurable. Her adorable pink tongue slipped through her lips to lick a straight line from the base of my cock to the head. And then she blew on it gently, the chill from the air versus the heat from my skin was exquisite. Kami what a tease her hand grabbed my sacs and began to gently caress them, I wanted to yell at for her to use more strength. This Sesshoumaru was known for his patience, but if my little miko didn’t start doing something I would explode. When her mouth engulfed the head of my cock I had to suppress the urge to growl. This may be a fantasy but my body was still feeling the phantom sensations. She began an assault on my shaft gently sucking, licking and occasionally nibbling at me hard. Fuck, I wish she would just bite me already!

I held my breath when she went down my entire length in one smooth motion. She didn’t stay there long, but I enjoyed it none the less. It was time to stop being controlled in this fantasy; and to be in charge of of this fantasy. I brought my tail up and tickled the back of her knees. In our previous encounter I had not brought my tail into play. I think Kagome is about to find out just how multi talented an Inu-Youkai can be! The only down side was that she relinquished my cock!

I used the tip of my tail to trail up the back of her legs. After the confusion came understanding and her arousal increased. I would make my miko keen with ecstasy before this fantasy was over. I untied the hadagi that she dons for this fantasy. Sheer white so that the body it covered was framed like an offering. Her pert raspberry nipples, her sexy stomach piercing and her hairless snatch were clearly exhibited. Concealed and revealed it was brilliant in its design. The perfect blends of purity with the right amount of fuck me in the attitude. Once she was nude and displayed to my satisfaction I used my tail to caress her.

Starting with her face which she turned and buried in my tail, down her neck and then on to her breast. My tail then caresses her nipples, tickling them and encircling them until they were stiff almost to the point of painful. I used my tail to tickle her slightly. Mirth was okay but I was after arousal. “Part your legs Miko” she looked confused. “Do not make me repeat myself, do it now”. Her legs parted slightly. “Wider” she bit her lip and spread them a little more. “Lean forward and make them wider”

“Yes” she whispered. “Yes, what”? I demanded. “Yes Maru-Sama” was her reply. What a good obedient bitch she was. Don’t misunderstand this Sesshoumaru, our love play would not always be like this, but this was part of the courtship. And it was pleasurable too. A small part of me wondered what she would be like as the dominant partner. I am comfortable enough to relinquish control in the bedroom. Well back to my tail and its erotic pursuits with my miko.

I slid the tip softly; almost feather light on her nether lips. Since one of the potions retrieved for her was a denuding cream she was still without hair. It was a stroke designed to tease and to heat the blood. She began to mewl. “Take me into your mouth and suck me”. The orders, the sensation of my tail within the fantasy were thrilling my itoshi. My tail was drenched with her essence. Impatient I begin stimulating her pearl with firmer strokes. Such was the intensity of the strokes that she began to ride my tail. Faster and faster, all the while moaning and humming around my cock. Feeling myself about to come I pressed hard on her pearl. “Do not come yet, if you do there will be a punishment involved”. Rather than turn her off, it made her more aroused. She would be the perfect mate, a lady in public and a ? in the bed.

I spewed down her throat, pulsing wave after wave of come. Kagome did not back off she swallowed every last drop. When I was spent she kept up nibbling at the head of my shaft. Her eyes were slumberous full of unfulfilled desire as she looked up at me, begging me for her release. Kagome was truly magnificent. Never in all my years did I have a creature captured my interest, my desire, my needs like she did. I took my tail and pressed hard on her nub while rimming her anus with the tip of my tail. “Bitch, whom do you belong to”? With an audible pop she released me from her mouth. “Wench, I asked you to whom do you belong to”? She whispered “You”. Bad Kagome if she wanted release she would have to play the game better. I smirked at her and stopped my tail’s movement. “I didn’t quite hear you Miko”.

“You” she screamed at the top of her lungs, “Sesshoumaru-Sama, PLEASE!” I broke the bonds of my rope and scooped her up. I sat her in the chair, spread her legs open and dove in with a need bordering on desperation. Pumping three fingers into her as I licked and nibbled on her bud all the while I was using my tail to stimulate her nipples. At one point I used my tail to bind her breast making her cry out. I tightened it and warned her not to come without permission. As I felt the start of her inner muscles quivering, I nicked her pearl with my fang and took it deep within my mouth suckling her. Between the blood and her essence I was lost. Literally thinking that I could stay like this forever, however hearing my itoshi whimper and strain I took pity. I kept pumping my fingers in her but used my thumb to press down. “NOW”! She threw her head back and keened to the heavens. Breathing heavily she reached out a trembling hand and touched one of the stripes. And just like that we were sitting in the garden under the Sakura Trees.

I blinked, Kami it had felt so real! Suddenly my sexy tigress turned into a shy kitten. “Oyasuminasai, Maru” she turned to flee. “You would leave me without talking Koibito? I want to know how you are feeling about all the revelations today”. She shook her head and threw herself into my arms. “Please not now” she whispered. I heard in her voice a certain amount of vulnerability and unsure ness. I squeezed her in my arms. “Kagome, it matters not to this Sesshoumaru your parentage, or if you believe that we are the result of fate meddling in our affairs. I have waited centuries for the one who would complete me. You Kagome are my miracle. You do not love or want me for land, title or power. Indeed you are willing to have me in spite of this. Do not let anything cause doubt to take root in your heart. Feel me Kagome, open your heart to me and know that you reside in mine”.

I took her wrist and prepared to sink my fangs into it. I nicked my tongue with my fangs so our blood would mix as I bit her. I chanted a small spell silently. When I stepped back both of our marks glowed slightly. “You only have to wish to know my thoughts and desires, Shin`ai and it will be revealed to you. We are at the start of our naresome my itoshi. Trust, devotion and all things associated with a great love will come with time. Oyasuminasai little kitten”.

And I walked away, as hard as that was. I knew Kagome felt fragile as if the very world around her had changed. So I let her have this time to meditate, knowing that she would appreciate me giving her space. Meanwhile I pondered about the conversation that took place earlier.

Flashback:

“It does an old youkai good to see his sons fully grown and with their mates. I have been watching over you both since my death. I will not deny that I despaired seeing my sons battling over the Tetsaiga and Tensaiga. Waiting to see if you would solve the puzzle of why each sword was bequeathed to you. I knew that you both had started down the path towards forgiveness when you joined together to beat Sorunga the evil sword of hell. Separately you both have been able to achieve what I used three swords each of them ruling over a domain. Totosai had forged Tensaiga of Heaven, Tetsaiga of Earth and Sorunga from Hell. Your strengths and victories have added great valor to the House of Taisho. Sessho in your study under the Legend of the Moon section there is a scroll that contains a spell for adopting a hanyou into the ruling house and turning the hanyou and its mate to a full Inu-Youkai. I have sent for this scroll. Will you participate in the ritual and give to your brother what I would have bestowed upon him when he reached maturity”?

I bowed low to my otousan. “Of course father, but first….” I crossed over to InuYasha and what is the term? Oh yes this Sesshoumaru sucker punched him. Grabbing his throat I growled into his ear “Don’t you EVER call me Fluffy again or this Sesshoumaru will render you unable to reproduce”. I dropped the idiot on the floor and went out to the garden.

InuYasha POV
I will admit that underneath my gruff exterior lies a sensitive heart. My heart mourned when Kikyo and I were so tragically parted 50 plus years ago. It began to heal with the acceptance of Kagome and the pack. But even some things friends cannot heal. There was always a whole in my heart. I lost my okaasan when I was young, and never knew my otousan. I admit that biggest reason why I hated Sesshoumaru was that he got to know our otousan; he was trained by otousan and even measured his progress against otousan. His mother had lived for years before she was taken from him.

I had nothing until I meet Kikyo. Humans and youkai alike did not really tolerate hanyou’s. That I had lived to adulthood without protection was a miracle. Growing up without love was probably one of the reasons I fell in love so quickly. It was new and exciting being in love with my koishii. And like all things new it was easy to break us apart. A chain is only as strong as the weakest link. Our weak link was trust. Even with hate running thru her heart she didn’t purify me into the next life; instead she sealed me to a tree. I often wondered her choice of decisions.

True Naraku and Leiko were the reason that we were mated but I could not deny my heart finally found its rightful place. Entrusted in Kikyo’s hands for all time, she would shelter and protect it. My one huge regret was that we had hurt Kagome. Even with the pain she seemed to be healing and falling deeper in love with Sessho. And I had taken another step towards life bonding with Kikyo. My inner youkai sulked because she could not bear my pup right now. But we both understood that to be pregnant was like hanging a sign, choose me to kill.

I felt some trepidation with my old man’s return from the dead, but remained happy for the chance to know him. I was surprised by his mention of the scroll. Did Sessho know about this before? And would he have ever adopted me into the ruling house? I looked forward to training with otousan and wondered what type of sensei he would be. I headed towards the onsen to bathe.

When I arrived Koga was already soaking. Surprisingly the mangy wolf was silent. I hope for his general good health that he gives up on Kags. After all, my aniki was not known to share well with others. And no youkai worth his salt would let his mate receive attention from another male. Damn ookami better watch it before Sessho disemboweled him or something worse. I decided to take pity on him and talk to him. Better let him get it off his chest before he tanked in training tomorrow.

“Hey you mangy mutt what’s wrong with you? Neko demon got your tongue”? Koga’s head snapped up. Boy was he out of it; I could have killed him before he noticed my presence. “Hey Inu-baka, decide to take your annual bath? Or did Taisho-Sama and Sesshoumaru-Sama threaten to throw you in if you refused”? Koga said as he smirked. Okay what fucking made me think that this dumb bastard needed a sympathetic ear? I went to the side and scooped a handful of soap. Lathering myself I muttered under my breath.

By all rights I should be with aisai, but no I was stuck bunking with my uptight brother, a not so dead father, a still perverted monk and a dumb mangy wolf. No matter what the Fates said I was still convinced someone had it out for me. Speaking of the perverted monk here he comes. I would say I wonder what he’s thinking of. But I don’t now if my mind can handle it. Truth be told, I was having some very naughty memories of Kikyo. Better go dip myself in the cold springs; it was going to be a long night…..

Miroku POV
My hands missed Sango. No, my body missed Sango. After all the years of hiding behind my lecherous façade I could be the tender loving man Sango deserved. I once heard an expression that childhood was something you spent your entire adult live trying to get over. All of us in the group were proof of that. I don’t have many memories of my mother she left as soon as my wind tunnel manifested. My poor cursed father died when I was 8 and he was 28 years old. Just to let you know I’m currently twenty-five, and sincerely doubt I will make the 28 year threshold. Each generation that gets cursed seems to have their life span progressively shortened. I hide my loneliness behind the robes of a monk and the brain of a lecher.

Indeed I purposely pissed Sango off for the last four years in an effort to keep her at arms length. After all why let her or any children begotten by us have to bear the curse of Naraku’s wind tunnel? It would not be fair to Sango to have to lose another person she cared for. Already she at the age of 22 years old had lost her father, brothers, and entire village. Add to that horror the knowledge that her last sibling Kohaku was firmly under the control of the vile hanyou Naraku and well you understand my renitence in getting involved with Sango. Even in the afterlife I could not bear it if our love caused her a second of grief.

Due to Naraku’s interference our relationship had leaped forward. Finally I was able to live my dreams out and take her as mine. I should have guessed that she would be as aggressive at love as she was with life. I could only hope that we would be victorious in killing Raidon and his minion Naraku. If we failed the wind tunnel in my hand would end up devouring me and everything close to me. I could not have the comfort of knowing my line would continue. The males of the group had made a pact to make sure the females did not conceive as this would raise our risk of being defeated.

I wondered how in the seven levels of heaven was I suppose to fall asleep tonight without my San-itoshi. More to the point, where was my chance to spy upon her bathing? If this was heaven would not my every whim be granted? No, instead I was stuck with an arrogant youkai who spoke of himself in third person, a crazy hanyou with a trigger temper, a not so dead legend of a Inu-Youkai, and a over possessive wolf who had commitment problem. I could have been by a lake watching two beautiful women bathe. Three if you threw in Kikyo. But since two of the three had been claimed my very dominant males my peeping days were definitely over.

I sighed as I made my way to the onsen. Maybe bathing and meditation would help me sleep tonight. When I arrived I saw Yasha and Koga already there. I briefly wondered where Sesshoumaru and Taisho were. I disrobed and slipped into the hot section. I leaned back and closed my eyes. They popped open almost right away. Both males were being quiet, too quiet. Question was, is this the quiet before the storm or the type born of introverted thoughts?

“InuYasha, are you alright. Many surprises and revelations were given today. You also seem unusually reserved, care to talk”? I expected his usual “Feh” and for him to ignore me. I wasn’t prepared for his ears to droop and his head to lower. “Miroku, I miss Kikyo. There is so much going on, and I would like to talk to her. I need to know, is she okay? How is she handling the news of her parentage? And as silly as it sounded would the ladies treat her alright”? Wow, for a minute I could not wrap my brain around the fact that he had spoken with concern and feelings in his voice.

“My friend, I am sure that right now Kikyo is busy working all this out in her mind. I’m also sure that although she missed you to, this time alone is exactly what she needs. The ladies would not treat her callously; it is not in their nature. More than likely they are planning our mating or marriage ceremonies. Your concern for her does you credit as her mate. Take comfort in the fact that you are not alone. Sesshoumaru-sama and I are concerned about Kagome and Sango. Only Koga-kun is denying his feelings”!

By the stiffening of his shoulders I would guess that Koga did not care for my assessment of his relationship with Ayame. I would not say more regarding his feelings. Right now I was thinking of all the things I could teach Sango and wondering how flexible her slaying training had made her. It was a question that I undeniably looked forward to finding out in great detail……

Koga POV

I swear to Kami if I live to see a thousand years I will never forget the last few days. First my Kagome takes up with the other Inu-youkai. I mean what with her? Are wolves too wild for her? Then Ayame has to show up. I was doing to well damn it. I’d managed to avoid her for four months running. Which; by the way is my best personal record. Usually she manages to find me within a month. And then to add insult to injury she’s told me her intention to inform the High Council of Elders. Translation, Koga’s personally and royally screwed. Vows were always taken at face value. Break them and you risked losing your title, your pack and even your life. Lone Youkai’s did not fare well in the wilderness. So say goodbye to my single days of running around with not a care in the world.

Damn these two. Can’t they see I don’t want to talk about Ayame? True I was granted a reprieve from the elders due to our training but eventually we would be going back to earth and the council would still be there. I thought I loved Kagome, but I didn’t really know her. I knew Ayame loved the color purple. On rainy days she loved to curl up by the cave entrance and watch the rain fall. When she was sad she like to sit and watch the water, its sound and smell brought her tranquility. Her favorite thing was to watch the pups in the nursery. And her favorite flower was the wild field lily. I knew everything about her. From her favorite food; to when she first made warrior class after years of training with her grandfather. So why was I so reluctant to mate with her?

Well beside the fact that she was too bold she did not act like a female. Males were supposed to initiate relationships. We were supposed to chase. Didn’t her grandfather ever enlighten her? I guess growing up without a mother meant some things didn’t get passed along. I also felt a little indebted to Kagome. After all she and InuYasha had saved me and the rest of the clan from the phoenix youkai. Even though she denied it she was a powerful miko, made more so by the purity of her heart. As a human she was fragile and delicate. Wait a minute, when did I start thinking of how weak Kagome was?

The constant image of me and Ayame mating is even worse. The damn image popped in my head when the Tenshi made her announcement. The thought of riding Ayame like the proud bitch that she was filled me with excitement. She was a warrior who had earned her way through the ranks. Any pups of ours would be strong and help rebuild the clan. So back to the question, why did I run so hard and fast when she chased me? Why fight fang and claw not keep a promise made long ago to a lonely little girl, who even then held the promise of the beauty that she would become.

To top off everything we have to spend an entire year here training. Anymore surprises? No, I won’t ask. I really don’t want to know…..

MARU POV

I arrived at the onsen to see the hanyou, wolf and monk bathing. Rather than the harsh insults and comments that I expected to hear I was greeted by silence. Hmm kind of disturbing that they were actually quietly reflecting on this day. This Sesshoumaru thinks there might be hope for all of them. I too was quiet. I missed my little fierce kitten. I wondered what this year had in store for us. How would everything affect the four relationships? Koga and his overzealous mate to be Ayame, Miroku and his demon slayer Sango, InuYasha with the now restored soul miko Kikyo, I and my lovely miko Kagome what would become of us?

Best to not waste moonlight contemplating problems that had no immediate solution, tomorrow would reveal more this I was positive of…………

Gomen Ne….This chapter did not come easy. (Well the lemon did, but the rest didn’t!)

Japanese Dictionary
Hadagi – lingerie
Oyasuminasai – goodnight
Naresome – romance
Aniki – older brother
Ookami – wolf demon