Seven Weeks

A/N: Gomen nasai, minna! I I p I promised to get this chap out sooner, but my PC crashed! I tried to fix the darn thing for two full days, all to no avail. In the end, I had to re-format the stupid computer, meaning all my files, pictures and EVERYTHING that I have EVER saved in it had gone down the drain... even this chap, my collection of Inuyasha pictures and my precious manga scans collection! T_T I had already typed this chap up AGES ago, but since it got deleted, I had to redo it. Dammit! And just to add fuel to the fire, an essay that I had been working on for three whole weeks also got deleted! SHIIIIIT!!!

One good thing happened to me this week, though. *Starts laughing insanely* I FINALLY got my hands on a Josh Groban Album!!! Waaahahahaha! Oh, Josh... *swoons* marry me!

Anyway, here is the long-awaited LEMON CHAPTER! Bwahahaha! I won’t elaborate. ^_^ All I’m gonna say is that I write relatively lengthy lemo. I . I tend to get carried away.

By the way, I know that the actual word ‘miasma’ means ‘cloud’ or ‘mist’. I just used it as a sort of proper noun in this fic to refer to Naraku’s poison thingy. Anyway, on with the chap! Please tell me what you think! R and R! Enjoy! ^_^

Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha.

WARNING: This chapter contains adult scenes or situations. Please read with discrn.
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-----/---@

SEVEN WEEKS

Eternity

-----/---@

"What the fuck..." he began.

"Poison... liquid miasma... he had injected it at me when he kissed me... Inuyasha..."

Her loss of consciousness prevented her from saying much else.

-----/---@

“KAGOME!!!” Inuyasha shouted in alarm, shaking Kagome. He pulled her up into his arms in panic, shaking her almost roughly as he called her name repeatedly. He brushed her wet bangs away from her face and futilely fanned her with his hand.

He laid her down on the ground and crept down. He sucked the wound on her leg with his mouth, absently thinking that he was doing the first aid treatment for a snakebite. He spit out the blood that he had sucked up and put his mouth back on her leg, desperately pulling out the poison, along with her infected blood.

“Inu-Kuro!” a voice called from somewhere in the cave. Inuyasha reared up and noted that Kouga’s scent was suddenly coming closer.

“Oi, dog-turd! Have you found – KAGOME!!!” Kouga shouted when he saw Kagome’s limp unconscious form lying in Inuyasha’s arms. “What the hell happened here?!”

“She got poisoned... we have to get out of this hellhole,” Inuyasha replied. “The poison that infected her is starting to spread through the cave and I think this thing is falling apart,” he added when he realized that the scent of the air around him was rapidly changing as well.

“I got ya,” Kouga replied and turned back towards the exit. Inuyasha held on to Kagome tightly before racing off and heading out of the cave.

Both youkai frantically ran out of the crumbling, miasma-filled structure, with Kouga furiously kicking falling debris out of their way for Kagome not to get hit. Both emerged from the cave, sweaty and dirty, to be greeted by a reddening sky, signaling the coming sunrise.

‘My twenty ninth day,’ Inuyasha thought absently, setting Kagome down once they were more than a few meters away from the cave. He laid her on the ground before him, his face pale.

Kouga stooped down and put a hand on Kagome’s forehead. “She doesn’t feel hot.”

“I told you, she was fucking poisoned! Of course shesn’tsn’t feel hot!”

“Hey, I was just checking!” Kouga shouted in defense. “What kind of poison did she get?”

“I have no fucking idea,” Inuyasha replied, lifting her head off the ground and putting her head on his lap. Kouga seemed too upset and distracted to protest. “But she did mention something about... I’m not sure...”

“Well what did she say?!”

Inuyasha snarled at the wolf and looked back at Kagome, wiping sweat from her brow. “She said it was liquid Miasma, I think.”

Kouga gasped audibly and Inuyasha was distressed. “What? Do you know what that is?” Inuyasha demanded as his panic continued to escalate.

Kouga nodded. “Miasma... it’s a powerful poison... was Naraku in there?”

It was Inuyasha’s turn to gasp. “Hai... You know the bastard?”

“Of course I know that fucker! Everybody knows him! He took the princess away!”

Inuyasha went silent as he watched Kouga’s expression change into that of seething rage. “He has done a lot to this world... now no one can even get to him... wait... YOU got to him! Why didn’t you kill him!?”

Inuyasha went into defensive. “Because the guy fucking disappeared! The moment I got there, he just turned and disappeared!”

Kouga turned his gaze away from both him and Kagome. “Miasma is Naraku’s deadliest aura,” Kouga said, before glaring at Inuyasha. “How did she catch miasma?”

“I don’t god damn know, alright?! I never even knew about Crystallia until a few damn weeks ago!” Inuyasha blurted, before catching himself. ‘Shit. I said too much.’

Kouga grinned. “I knew it. You’re not from this realm, are you?” he practically stated.

Inuyasha nodded hesitantly. “I was sent here for Naraku. Now shut up about it!”

“Where does Naraku reside right now?”

“NANI?!”

Kouga looked exasperated. “You were sent for Naraku, so you probably know where he is better than I do. Now, where the hell is he hiding?”

Inuyasha blinked. “The palace dwellers said that he is in the garnet tower. What of it?”

Kouga stared and told him he was an idiot, before standing and turning away completely, facing the north. “The fucker is in the garnet tower, and I need him to be able to cure Kagome.”

The wolf turned to regard Inuyasha briefly. “I’m gonna go and find him... maybe I could find an antidote or something. You stay with Kagome.”

Inuyasha glared at the youkai who dared to order him around, but held his tongue. Kagome was in serious danger, and Kouga was naturally faster than him. He could get to the garnet tower faster. “Keh. Ok. But what made you think you can get anything out of him?”

Kouga shrugged. “I’ll do everything to save my woman. I’ll leave her to you for a whileke cke care of her while I’m gone. If I’m not mistaken, there’s an abandoned shack somewhere here. Take her there. Alright?”

Kouga rushed off before giving Inuyasha the chance to reply. The inuhanyou blinked, then turned his attention back to Kagome. He lifted her again, bridal style, and sniffed around futilely, looking for the shack Kouga had mentioned.

He caught the faint scent of wood and dry grass and concluded that the scent must be coming from a hut of sorts. He kissed Kagome’s forehead lightly, before running off in the direction of the scent.

“Kagome, please be alright,” he pleaded silently. He hurried further when he saw her wince and stretch her fingers, desperately looking for the source of her discomfort. “I can’t lose you, Kagome. Not like this...”

He ran even faster, if that was even possible at the rate he was going, when he saw a dark shape in the horizon. The rising sun was starting to glow overhead, and he reached the shape as the sun completely revealed its glory.

It was the shack that Kouga had mentioned. Inuyasha would have leaped in joy had he not been holding Kagome. He kicked the door open and sniffed, looking around the house. It was completely empty, and not a single living scent clung to any of the walls. It seemed as if the house had been abandoned years ago. It was roughly only fifteen square feet large, but it would suffice.

In a corner of it was a very old blanket, and Inuyasha didn’t trust it enough to put Kagome on it while she was so fragile. Instead, he squatted down and rested Kagome on his lap, slowly taking his haori off. He pulled it off completely and laid it on the old rug before setting Kagome down. He noticed that a small fireplace was in the center of the house, though not a single scrap of wood could be found within it.

He looked down when he heard Kagome let out a small sob. She was still uncioucious, and he noticed that her face was pale and her lips were a bit blue. He gasped, before instinctively reaching down to grasp her hand.

“Fuck!” he nearly shouted when he touched her. Kagome was ice-cold. Inuyasha really began to panic now. They were all alone in the me ofe of nowhere, his girlfriend was infected by a strange sort of poison and he had no clue as to what he was supposed to do.

He ran a panicked hand through his hair and muttered curses under his breath. Kagome was now panting softly, shivering, and she was sweating profusely despite the cold that surrounded her body.

Inuyasha was trembling in frenzy. “Dammit Kagome! Wake up!” he yelled, but nothing happened. She just continued her panting breaths and Inuyasha’s brain was clouded with fear. What if Kouga couldn’t make it back in time for the antidote? What if she died? He could barely choke down the thought of sitting there and watching his only love die.

He took her into his arms and hugged her trembling form, pressing her close to his chest. Tears began to form in his eyes as he realized that his ignorance may lead to his losing Kagome. “Kagome... wake up, onegai...” he whispered in her ear, softly inhaling the wonderful scent of her hair. “Kagome... aishiteru. Don’t leave me... I can’t lose you!”

-----/---@

Naraku sat by the wall of the highest tower of the garnet palace. He glared ahead, seething at the silver-haired hanyou who had kept him from taking Azalea... from taking Kagome. He had been so close! So close, he had even managed to inject some of his poison into her already.

He had meant to use just enough of the liquid miasma to immobilize her, so she wouldn’t put up much of a fight as he had his way with her, but the plan backfired. He had accidentally injected a couple of drops too much when Inuyasha came in.

He had no idea what was happening to Azalea at present, but he believed that she was strong enough to surpass it. If not... she may die.

He punched a hole into the wall as the realization hit him. “Had I just killed her? Had I just taken the life of the woman whom I have loved and lusted after for all these years? The one whom I had sold my soul for?” he asked out loud, fury building in him.

Should he find her and help?

“No,” he resolved softly as something occurred to him. If she died, he just might be able to bring her back anyway.

He grinned maniacally, holding up the glowing Shikon no Tama. ‘If she dies, this can bring her back. Then I can have her.’ If she doesn’t, all the better. He wouldn’t have to use the shikon.

The Shikon... a force that could make or break an entire realm... was stored within a small gem. It was strange, to say the least, knowing that the Shikon was the reason why Azalea was so powerful... the reason why she could not even be touched by any man.

And now that the power was not within her, she was just an ordinary girl – though she did still have some holy powers. Because while it was the shikon that served as her source, she would never have been able to use and command the power if she didn’t have any powerful magic of her own.

Naraku smirked again. ‘I would have you, Azalea. No matter what. I swear it.’

A knock on his door startled him out of his musings. “Come in.”

Kanna came in, holding up her mirror. “Naraku-sama, the ookami prince is coming for you.”

Naraku glanced at the mirror and noticed that it was, indeed, Kouga. He was running at a frantic speed, heading for his dwelling, but was still too far off to even reach him within a day’s span.

Naraku just grinned again. “Let him. He is easy prey.”

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Inuyasha fanned the fire to life and grinned when it blazed fierily. He looked back at Kagome and noticed that she had at least stopped shivering. He pulled the sleeve of his white under kimono up his arms to bunch up his shoulders and free his hands.

It had taken some time for him to convince himself to let go of her long enough to find firewood and light a fire. Actually, it had taken him a lot of time. It was already quite late in the afternoon, and he had missed out on his lunch already.

It was actually a rather hot day (as usual), but he desperately needed the fire because of Kagome. Besides, it would be dark in a short while. She was still shivering, and the thing that had finally convinced him to get up and make a fire was the fact that Kagome had begun to subconsciously groan in her sleep and say that she felt cold. Figures – she was shivering, and her skin was cold.

Inuyasha picked up the rag that he had found and wet it with water from his magic flask. He had warmed the water over the fire and was now applying it to Kagome’s forehead. He didn’t know whether she was getting better or worse, and in his frightened state, the fact that he could have taken her and looked for a healer completely slipped from his mind.

He took her hand in his and mused as Kagome’s body calmed down enough and stopped trembling. Her lips were no longer blue, so he supposed she wasn’t as sick as she was when Naraku had struck her.

He looked up at the sky and noted that the sun was relatively high, but not at its peak. ‘Hmm... I wonder if Miroku is out of the castle by now.’

He sat bolt upright and nearly slammed his head against the wall. ‘Of course! That hentai houshi must know what to do!’

He scrabbled around and took his amulet out of the robes that Kagome was laying upon.

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The wind blew mercilessly against them, but neither paid any heed. Her hair was flying in all directions and his robes went this way and that, but it was alright. Carefully combed fur was all tangled and both people were holding onto it for dear life as they flew hundreds of feet from the ground, but they were all still joyful.

Gods... it felt sooo good to finally e the the palace!

Sango laughed as Miroku complained that her hair was in his face. Miroku grinned when Sango slapped him for his groping her backside. But it didn’t matter.

They were out to be useful again. They could finally help Inuyasha.

It was a way past midday, and the flying trio could see that the sun would be setting in less than an hour. The sun was already low on the horizon painting the sky lovely shades of red and gold, and the pair had set off very early in the morning, carefully finding comfortable positions on Kirara’s back as they rode off. Sango had looked sad as she gazed as the dry fields of Crystallia, but they had tried to keep the depression out of their minds.

Speaking of depression... Miroku was moving in for another good grope when the amulet around his neck began to glow brightly. “Shimatta,” he cursed softly as he reached into his robes to take the amulet out.

“Inuyasha!” he yelled enthusiastically as soon as he saw the man’s face. “We’re on our way to help you out as we speak!”

Miroku’s chuckle died in his throat when he finally realized how crestfallen his comrade looked. “Inuyasha, daijobu?”

Inuyasha shook his head. “No... Miroku, I need your help!”

Sango looked over her shoulder at Inuyash’s tone of voice. Surprise was evident on the taijiya’s face as she asked, “Inuyasha, what’s wrong? You sound troubled.”

“I am...” the warrior stated. “Do you... do any of you two know what to do about a person who got a bad case of Miasma?”

Sango and Miroku both gasped. Miroku was the first to recover though. “Inuyasha... does this mean you have already run into Naraku? Have you been infected?”

“Do I LOOK like I’m fucking dying? Yes, I ran into the asshole, but the guy managed to poison... somebody from the village he attacked. They all expect me to heal the person,” Inuyasha made up a lame excuse, and Miroku never once fell for it.

‘So, his companion has been poisoned... this sounds bad,’ he mused, before perking up. “It would be easy enough for you, Inuyasha. You simply need to purify the infected person.”

“NANI?”

Sango spoke up. “Miasma is made of evil youki, and the best way to eliminate it is to purify it out of the body. You need to let your powers merge into the infected person’s aura for a moment, purifying the poison.”

Inuyasha stared. “Are you idiots crazy? I don’t have any purifying powers! Even if I did, I wouldn’t know how to use them!”

Miroku sighed. “I don’t know how to do it either, Inuyasha, but it should come naturally for you. As far as I know, there are only two people on Crystallia who have holy powers – you and Azalea-sama.”

Something off-screen of Inuyasha suddenly glowed, and miroku looked stunned for a moment. Inuyasha himself looked surprised. “Inuyasha, wha...”

“I gotta go.”

And with that, Inuyasha closed up their communication.

Sango looked up at Miroku and asked what happened. The houshi just looked back at her in confusion. “Wakaranai, Sango. I don’t know.”

-----/---@

Inuyasha was nervously chewing on his bottom lip as he listened to Miroku say something about two people with holy powers. He put a hand on Kagome’s cheek, tenderly cupping it in his palm when all of a sudden...

“Inuyasha, wha...” Miroku asked, but Inuyasha cut him off with a curt “I gotta go.”

Inuyasha looked back down at Kagome as he put the amulet away. Had he just imagined it, or did Kagome’s cheek just glow where he touched it?

He touched her face again and saw the same glow emanating from the point of contact. ‘What the heck... was Miroku right? Am I really capable of purifying her?’

As he released her cheek, he gasped. The part of her face that he had touched looked slightly warmer than thst ost of her pale face. Color had returned to her cheek, but the paleness was quickly creeping back into her skin as long as the contact between them was severed.

Inuyasha quickly took hold of her face again, and realized that he was putting color back to her face simply by touching her. ‘I think I AM purifying the Miasma!’

He patted the spot beside the part he had touched earlier, and noticed that the paleness was now taking a longer time catching up to his healing caresses. It seemed like the more he touched of her, the more she healed.

He lost no time in touching the rest of her face. He tenderly caressed her other cheek, her nose, her forehead, neck and even her ears. As he did so, the points where they touched glowed and blood rushed back to it.

He leaneck ack as soon as he finished touching her face, but frowned when he noticed that the paleness from the parts that he had not touched were creeping into her face. He touched her face again, but the color was vanishing as the wan color of her chest and other body parts began to spread through her again.

That’s when he realized it. He was only purifying the parts he had touched, but the poison in those that he hadn’t would still continue to spread. Meaning...

Inuyasha gulped and groaned when he realized that he would have to touch ALL of her. ‘Shit... this is torture sent by the gods,’ he thought in desperation. Kami knew how much he wanted her, and seeing her naked, and actually be able to touch her and not claim her was weighing on him.

He could feel a lower part of his anatomy stand out more than usual at the thought of seeing her naked, but he quickly stomped his thoughts down. ‘Shit... just thinking about the prospect is getting me all excited!’ he thought in agitation. Would he have to touch her actual skin too? Maybe he could touch her through her clothes and it would still work? It was a hopeful thought.

He decided to experiment. As much as he wanted to be able to touch her, Inuyasha would never dream of taking advantage of an unconscious girl. Specially not THIS girl. He pushed her skirt down and put the hem in the center of his palm as he touched her, so that half his hand was on her bare thigh and half was on her skirt. He lifted his hand, along with her skirt, and gulped again.

The bare leg that he had touched was starting to gain color, but the part that was obstructed by a skirt was still pale.

He would have to strip her. Damn.

He gulped loudly as he tried to decipher how to take her clothing off. He comecome close to peeping at her while she bathed before, but never actually had the guts to do it... he had no idea what came off before what, and the fact that he was actually gonna see her naked form was making his blood pound in his head, making thinking hard.

He decided to undo her top first. The tussle with Naraku had pulled her shirt from her skirt, so some parts of it were no longer tucked in. He pulled the rest of the top from the waistband of her skirt and watched as it teretered around her midriff. Steeling himself, he lifted Kagome’s head from his haori and carefully pulled her shirt off.

He was blushing deeply and was trying desperately not to look at her chest, but realized that he shouldn’t have worried. Yet. Once he completely got her top off of her, he saw a thick wad of bandages wrapping her chest and upper torso. ‘It must work the way a bra does,’ he thought.

He sighed heavily elieelief. He knew he would have to remove it later, but at least he would be a bit more ready at that point.

Next came her skirt. He laid her back down and felt around her for a clasp of any sort, his face still red, but he turned redder when he accidentally managed to grope her butt. The thought of touching her there without her clothes on was painfully arousing him again, but like before, he furiously stomped his thoughts down.

“Aha!” he shouted in triumph when he found a series of little knots that held her skirt together the way buttons would in his world. They were on her right hip, and he clumsily pulled them apart with his trembling hands. He pulled it down her long sleek legs slowly, almost as if he were in a trance, because he could help but ogle at her shapely legs. He could feel his arousal growing again, but he squashed it down with a light punch to his privates. Ouch!

Before he could stop himself, he found his eyes wandering over to the junction of her legs. Her milky thighs were perfect, and her essence waseredered with a triangular piece of white cloth. ‘I didn’t know that Crystallians use panties,’ he thought absently as he put the skirt down on the floor next to her shirt.

Now came the hard part.

“Kami... I CAN’T DO THIS!!!” he exclaimed. He didn’t want to lose control over his raging hormones. He was just a man, god dammit! A man with regular sexual urges.
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He wouldn’t have continued, had he not taken a good look at Kagome’s face. The poison was obviously causing her a certain amount of pain, because despite her unconscious state, she was heaving and small tears were leaking out of her clenched eyes. He steeled himself and continued.

He first went over to her chest. Her breasts were tightly bound by the bandages but they were a bit too low, and showed him a decent amount of cleavage. He promised himself that he would try as best as he could not to look too much. He found a tiny knot in the center of her chest and pulled, realizing that it was what held the bandages together on her chest.

The bandages began to fall apart, and he unwound them slowly, half anticipating and half dreading seeing what was being concealed by the clean white strips of cloth. He sucked in sharp breath as the last part of the bandages fell away, giving him an eyeful of Kagome’s breasts.

‘Wow,’ was the only thought his muzzy brain came up with. Any thought of not staring at her nude form flew out of his brain as he continued to ogle at her half-naked perfection. Her large breasts were perfectly round and milky white, rising from the rest of her torso in gentle slopes. The skin was smooth and supple with delicate, soft pink tips.

Inuyasha had to forcefully pull his eyes away from her before he indulged in her body any more shamelessly. His ever-insistent arousal was again back in full blast, making his loins ache in anticipation for something that was not even about to come. The blush on his face was now extraordinarily dark that it could shame the haori that was laying beneath Kagome’s form.

He turned his eyes downward and choked back a breath. He was now looking directly at her female mound, which was barely covered by the tiny scrap of cloth. A soft, thin line of hair ran from below her navel, leading to the soft nest of curls that were as of now obstructed by her panties. Inuyasha gulped again, nearly crying out for mercy at the sheer torture being inflicted upon him.

He took hold of waiswaistband and pulled it down hesitantly. His control was hanging by a string, and he had to divert his eyes as he gently let the cloth slide down her legs. Again with her legs... her long smooth legs were quivering with the cold, and he tenderly patted her right knee and watched as color momentarily returned to it, easing her pain temporarily.

The inevitable came as he put her last article of clothing down on the floor. He looked up, and his gaze was immediately drawn from her face by the only part of her that he had yet to see.

The junction of her legs was covered with a thin layer of delicate dark curls. He couldn’t help but stare – he had never seen a woman’s special place before. Her smooth, white thighs were slightly spread apart, giving him a clear view of everything she was.

He was blushing horribly by now, but he couldn’t tear his gaze away. Before he could stop himself, or even think of what he was doing, he reached out a hand and gently cupped her mound with his palm.

Kagome, though unconscious, seemed to have felt the contact, because she squirmed a bit and gave out a low moan. Inuyasha didn’t know whether he should be delighted or nervous. He pulled his hand away and looked at her face. His back was stiff with self-conscious guilt as he got up and took a deep breath. Now that she was naked, he could begin healing her.

He leaned over her, both his legs on one side of her legs. He planted a small kiss on her lips, immediately taking the blue tinge out of them as the strange glow was emitted from their joint lips. He smiled as he looked at what he did, kissed her again, and set about.

He let his hands gently stroke her cheeks, one on the other, simultaneously. The pale color was giving way to the normal rosy hue of her skin. He then let his hands wander over to her forehead, caressing the lines that creased her brow before drifting to her chin.

He rubbed her chin with one palm. His other hand was slowly massaging her scalp. As he finished with both parts, he let both hands travel down to her neck.

He slowly let his palms go around her neck, watching as the color returned to that too. Gradually, hesitantly, his hands went lower to caress her shoulders an upper chest. He let one hand hold her shoulders up from the ground and let the other go around her back to caress the top of her spine, then down the line of her back to right above her buttocks. He gently splayed his palm on her back and leaned her t tot to his, making her sit up. He moved both his hands to her lower back, then hesitantly took their path up her sides.

When he was satisfied that her back was back to its normal color, he laid her back down and once again came face to face with her milky orbs. He blushed again and began to reach for them when he stopped.

‘I can’t do this. I’m taking advantage of her as I sit here purifying her. I am holding her more intimately than she would ever let me. I can’t... I can’t just.,. FONDLE her!’ he thought.

He panicked when he saw that the paleness of her torso was slowly spreading up her neck and back. If he didn’t hurry and decide, he would have to start back at square one once again. That meant more torture.

He gently ran his hands up and down her sides to stall for time as he thought of the best, non-perverse way of healing her. Then it occurred to him.

‘I could take my shirt off and let my chest meld to hers for a while... I could also heal her much faster if I have larger parts of me touching her. But...’ his train of thought momentarily derailed at a mental picture of what he planned to do.

He would lay over, his chest on hers as he let his take care of her arms. He would cover more ground more quickly, and even manage NOT to stroke her breasts with his hands. Yup... that sounds better.

‘But then again,’ he thought. ‘I won’t touch her with my hands, but her breasts would still be against my body!’ He barely noticed how hard his manhood had grown at his musings.

His hands were still running up and down her sides and shoulders, trying to keep the paleness from creeping back to her back and neck. He was losing time. He had to decide. And he did.

He pulled away from her and hurriedly tore his kimono off. Losing no time, he leaned back down and lay down on her body, his hard chest against her soft form.

His hands were now free to roam her arms. He reached down with both hands and clasped both her hands in his, entwining their fingers before traveling up. He inched up slowly, almost mindlessly, as his body reveled in the feel of her soft, pliant form against his.

His hands made their slow journey up her shoulders and he dropped his hands as he reached them. He grinned in self-jubilation as he noted that all parts of her from the waist up were now vibrant with a rosy glow. He began to crawl down her body, but he abruptly stopped when something caught his eye.

The thick bandages that perpetually bound her right wrist were still there. Meaning, he hadn’t touched them yet. They were still infected. He hadn’t realized that he had forgotten to take them off. As he mused about his small mistake, staring down at her wrist, he didn’t notice a pair of blue/gray eyes watching him.

Kagome looked around groggily, her eyes tiny slits. Something was resting heavily on her and she blinked as she noticed a lock of silver hair on her shoulder. ‘Inuyasha,’ she realized. She was about to call to him when she realized that a pair of clawed hands were slowly, almost lazily crawling up her arms. His touch was sending her senses into overload, arousing feelings in her that she never even believed existed before Inuyasha had come along.

The thought was enough to make her fully awake. She immediately realized the lack of pain in her upper body, though her legs, feet and privates still felt like they were being scalded. She looked down at Inuyasha’s head in surprise. She also noticed something else as she looked at him.

She saw a section of her bare chest underneath him, meaning only one thing. She was nude. Her eyes widened as she realized why Inuyasha was on top of her. ‘He’s healing me from the Miasma. I could probably do it with a touch on the person’s arm, but HE hasn’t mastered his purifying powers yet, and could only purify small sections at a time.’

Kagome could easily purify Miasma, but she couldn’t do it if the infected person was herself. She needed someone else’s powers because her body was basically immune to her powers.

She smiled softly at Inuyasha’s bowed head. The man doesn’t seem to have realized that she had awoken just yet. She was at first puzzled about why he was resting his heavy weight on her, but she soon figured it out.

He didn’t want to take advantage of her. He had covered her with his form so he wouldn’t have to stare at her uncomfortably, and so that his hands wouldn’t have to do their magic on her chest. Her heart swelled at the thought. ‘Inuyasha... you are so caring,’ she told him mentally. She resisted the urge to stroke the twitching fuzzy ears on his head as she watched him mull over something.

She was alarmed when she saw him reach down for her wrist bandages. She reached her left hand out to hold his hand back from removing her bandages. “Don’t...” she said softly.

She felt him stiffen against her, his chest hardening as he sucked in a sharp breath. He looked up slowly, as if he was afraid of looking at her.

Inuyasha turned towards the source of the voice and came face to face with Kagome. She was neither smiling nor frowning, and her blue/gray eyes were still slightly glazed.

Inuyasha was frantic. “Kagome... please... this isn’t what it looks like...”

She put a finger on his lips to silence him, cutting him off mid-apology. “I know,” she stated. “I know... how Miasma is treated. Go on, Inuyasha,” she told him, smiling softly.

Inuyasha let out the breath that had caught in his throat when he heard Kagome’s voice. He touched the bandages on her wrist lightly and looked up at her in question.

Kagome understood his questioning gaze and reassured him. “My right fist is fine. It is the source of my strength, and it didn’t get infected by the Miasma.”

Inuyasha sighed, then got up slightly, to crawl back up her body. “You don’t mind that I took the liberty of... curing you?”

“No,” Kagome answered with a smile. “I’m glad you did what you did. I would have died if you hadn’t done that I...” Kagome began to explain, when a sharp pain in her leg made her cry out in pain.

“Kagome! Daijobu?” Inuyasha asked, worry etched all over his face.

“Hai... It’s just my leg. My thigh... it stings!”

Inuyasha looked down between them and instantly regretted it. He quickly averted his gaze, a dark blush coating his cheeks again.

“Gomen,” he offered softly. “I didn’t mean to. I was gonna look at your leg and it slipped my mind that you were naked and that I would see...”

“Inuyasha, it’s ok,” Kagome said with a pained smile. “I don’t mind. But the pain... it’s very sharp, and I think it’s coming from the wound Naraku gave me. Heal me, onegai...”

Her words were innocent and pleading, but what she said sounded so incredibly seductive to Inuyasha somehow. He obliged eagerly. He went lower, closing his eyes and inhaling discreetly as his face passed her womanhood, until he reached her soft legs.

All parts from the waist down were still pale and clammy, and he lost no time in letting his hands roam over her shapely legs. As he did so though, he heard a small gasp. He looked up at Kagome and saw that her eyes were closed and she was biting her lower lip. The sight held him mesmerized for a moment before he remembered that he still had a job to do.

When he reached her wounded thigh, he stooped down and gave her wound a tentative lick. His eyes widened as he realized what he did. He had no idea what came over him, but his short moment of insanity had earned him a small moan from Kagome. He wasn’t complaining.

He caressed her legs again, tenderly massaging the soles of her feet when he got there. Every different touch he gave her made Kagome give an involuntary sound of approval.

And that was driving him insane. Her reactions to his soft exploration of her body said it all – she wanted him too. But he couldn’t do anything without making sure.

When he had finished with her legs, he nearly groaned out loud in anticipation. The only parts of her that he hadn’t yet touched... were her buttocks and female delta.

He slid his hands beneath her legs and slid them up slowly to cup her lower cheeks. He discreetly looked up and peered into her face as he held her backside in his hands. Her cheeks were flushed darkly, and her lips were pressed together tightly in an effort to not cry out. He gave her cheeks a small squeeze, and a ragged breath escaped her. She was panting lightly in response to his touches, and his arousal was now so hard that he was nearly dizzy with desire.

As a final test, he pulled his hands from beneath her and held her hips down. He pulled his hands across her flat stomach and let one rest below her navel. Ignoring his painfully aroused state, he then let his free hand go lower, finding the nest of soft curls that hid her essence from him.

Kagome had been desperately holding back any sort of sound that she may give voice to, but the feel of his clawed hand on her most essential part had been the final straw. Her fierce hold on her lips slipped, and she gave out a loud, throaty cry.

Inuyasha was surprised by the fact that Kagome was wet, but he was even more surprised when she cried out. There was only so much sexual frustration one man could take, and before he could even think, he had crawled his way back up her body and was kissing her deeply.

He had now managed to touch every single inch of her – she was now cured of the poison. Kagome felt her energy and powers rush back to her as she cried out, and she barely realized that he had climbed back up her body by now. He braced both hands on either side of her head before leaning down.

His lips on hers brought her back to the present reality. Kagome’s eyes drifted closed as Inuyasha licked and nibbled her bottom lip, begging for entry into her sweet mouth. She complied eagerly, parting her lips as he slid his tongue into her mouth. He tapped her tongue with his before exploring the roof of her mouth. His lips moved over hers sensuously, possessively, and one of his hands diligently plunged into her raven tresses.

Kagome’s breath had begun to run short, but the pleasure she was feeling made her hesitant to pull away. When she was all but suffocating, Inuyasha pulled back, only to take her newly inhaled breath away when he nuzzled her neck and kissed the hollow of her throat. He trailed passionate kisses along her neck, nibbling her jawbone as he went. Meanwhile, Kagome was gasping and moaning beneath him, breathing out his name.

When Inuyasha finally pulled away, Kagome’s head felt positively light from desire. He straightened and addressed her. “Kagome...” he breathed, staring deeply into her eyes. “I want to feel all of you... I want you to feel how much I need you. Let me love you, onegai.”

Kagome was still breathing heavily from his small tender actions, and her mind went into overdrive at his request. ‘Should I give myself to him? Am I not supposed to remain pure until my death? Oh, but I love him... and I want him.’

Kagome decided then. With a determined nod, she assured herself that for that night... even if it was just for that night... she would be his, mind, body and soul. For that night, they were not warrior and princess... they would simply be a man and a woman, and they would make love while there was still time on their hands. While they were here, together...

Inuyasha’s eyes took on a dangerously seductive glint at her nod. He immediately went for her lips, delving into the dark recesses of her mouth. He chuckled when he heard her moan into his mouth, and his hand that was not in her hair went lower to trace the contours of her chest.

His mouth left her lips to plant silken kisses on her cheeks, nose and forehead. He then licked her cheekbone before he wet back to nibbling her jawbone. He let his lips stray until he found the sensitive area beneath her jaw, and he planted a wet kiss there before heading south.

Kagome gasped loudly when his lips found her throat. He inhaled deeply before lightly biting the junction of her neck and right shoulder. His hand untangled itself from her hair in favor of roaming her sides. Inuyasha could smell her arousal, and he was delighted to find the pulse that beat wildly by her throat. He sucked on that throbbing pulse, and was rewarded when Kagome wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling his head closer to her.

She wanted more, and more he gave her. As he nibbled insistently on the bone on her chest, at the base of her neck, he felt around until his hand came into contact with one of her well-proportioned breasts. He gently cupped the mound of flesh in his hand, and Kagome breathlessly whispered his name into one of his fuzzy ears as he did so. Getting a bit bolder, Inuyasha began to gently knead as he dipped his head and planted an open-mouthed kiss to the valley of her breasts.

Letting out a small cry of pleasure, Kagome reared up and arched her back, desperately trying to bring her body closer to his questing lips. Heat was building in certain places in her body, and she knew that the only thing that could ease her was Inuyasha’s searing touch.

Delighted by her response, Inuyasha slowly let his thumb brush against her nipple, earning another sharp gasp from his soon to be lover. Inuyasha was reveling in the sight and taste of her, and he slowly rose to stare into Kagome’s eyes one again.

She was panting heavily, clutching him like he was her last lifeline. Her cheeks were flushed and her clenched eyes popped open when he stopped kissing her chest. She looked at him questioningly, and he just grinned.

The hanyou let his thumb stroke her nipple again, pressing insistently when it hardened. Kagome’s mouth opened into an perfect ‘O’ as he did so, and he spoke to her, pretending to be casual.

Truth be told, this was gonna be his first time, and he was as scared as hell. He didn’t even know how he knew what he was supposed to do. ‘Too much reading of hentai fanfics can do this to you,’ he thought absently.

“Kagome, are you absolutely sure about this? I don’t want to force you into anything.”

Kagome closed her eyes against the sensation of his hand on her breast, pulling him closer to her to emphasize her point. She wanted this, and no sooner did she nod when she felt his lips on her chest again. This time though, he had begun to kiss her breast, laving it with his rough tongue. She moaned loudly when his mouth found her erect nipple. She fisted her hand into his hair, holding his head closer as she arched her back, bringing her breast into his mouth more fully. She called out his name in delight as he sucked her bud almost too hard, his fangs raksoftsoftly across her skin.

‘Kami, this is incredible!’ Inuyasha thought in ecstasy as he suckled her right orb. Her skin tasted better than the wines of heaven, and her sounds of pleasure, which were increasing with his every ministration, were driving him over the edge. He gave her nipple one last nip, before going on to pleasure her other brease die diligently kissed and worked on that other orb, and when he felt like he had given both mounds equal attention, he moved away and gave her lips a small kiss.

Kagome was sweating heavily now, panting like she had just run a marathon. She reached up a hand to hold the sides of his head, staring into his eyes as she lowered his head to hers. She gave him a gentle kiss, letting her tongue go over his lips softly, before pulling away and looking into his eyes.

Inuyasha nearly came at the look in her eyes. Her gaze was full of longing, need and love, letting him know just how much she cared for him. He lifted a hand to stroke her cheek gently, smiling at her. With the same hand, he took hold of one of her own and planted a kiss on its palm.

He headed back down then. Carefully raking his claws down her sides as he went, making Kagome groan in want. He lightly traced patterns on her stomach in the hopes of relaxing her, preparing her for what he wanted to do next.

Kagome sighed as he rubbed her tummy, but it immediately turned into another gasp when she felt his hot tongue dip into her navel, caressing the soft shell of skin within. The action sendsending pulsing shivers of delight through her entire body, gathering ultimately at her center.

His ever-questing hands now found their way to her legs. He stroked her inner thighs gently, as he placed myriad open-mouthed kisses on her lower stomach, mindful of his claws, before traveling down to her kneecaps. He then dragged them back up with merciless slowness, before finally resting on either sides of her hips.

She was all but mewling by the time his lips left her stomach to now make a trail along her inner thighs. She was so strung up with passion that she didn’t notice Inuyasha throw a hand across her hip, moving the other one lower.

So, she was taken by surprise when she felt a hand firmly cup her soaking womanhood. She had become so aroused by now, and she let out a shuddering moan, which turned into a shrill cry when he began to run a clawed finger up and down her opening. Kagome could barely take the torture, but she knew that she didn’t want it to end either. Inuyasha abruptly stopped kissing her thighs and spread them far apart, and she was just about to look down at him when the shock of his finger entering her shattered her thought processes.

“I – Inu – YaSHA!” she cried in agony, rocking her hips forward to take more of his finger into her. She cried out helplessly when she felt another finger enter her, and she rocked her hips in time with their insistent pumping.

Inuyasha had stopped kissing her thigh, wanting to see her face as he pleasured her further. The sight of her was amazing... so incredible that he had to hold back his orgasm yet again. Her hair was by now completely mussed, her brow wet with sweat, eyes clenched tight as she continued to moan and cry out, and he thought she had never looked more beautiful. He began to pump his fingers in and out of her, watching her face and movements as he did so.

His pants now felt uncomfortably tight, and he deftly pulled the thing off with one hand, not willing to break the intimate bond his one hand now shared with her. He managed to push another finger into her as he completely shook his pants off letting his manhood out of the confining gats, ts, and he now employed the use of his thumb.

She could feel his thumb rubbing her, almost as if it was looking for something. It was... and she screamed her pleasure when that naughty digit began to press insistently at a tiny bundle of nerves that had been hidden within her folds.

Inuyasha grinned as she screamed his name yet again, and rubbed more furiously at her clit. He could feel a weak flow of body fluid come from Kagome, and knew that she was nearing her release. She smelled so good... and now he wanted to taste her.

Kagome nearly screamed in frustration when Inuyasha pulled his fingers from her, but she screamed anyway when he suddenly stooped down and took her with his mouth. She threw her head back, arm arms thrashing around as she tried to hold on to any semblance of sanity.

Inuyasha could have sworn that he had died and gone to heaven. Her heavenly taste was strong on his tongue, and her cries of pleasure rang shrilly in his ears. Her scent was so deliciously strong, and he growled in delight when he felt her hands come up to rub the base of his ears. He let his fangs graze her lightly and grinned against her flesh when she once again tried to buck up to his face.

Kagome’s breath was now sobbing out of her chest, the ability to speak utterly lost. His arm around her hip prevented her from bucking her hips into his face, and his lips and fangs were fantastic. A delicioud vibration went through her body when he growled against her, and just when she felt she could take no more, his to ent entered her.

“INUYASHAAA!” she screamed as his rough tongue probed her the way his fingers did. He began to thrust his tongue in and out of her, and tears leaked from her eyes at the exquisite anguish. Her hips matched the thrusts of his wonderful tongue and she rubbed his ears furiously to distract herself. He then nibbled on the gem of her desire and she shattered.

Inuyasha’s ears perked up at her last scream, and the tightening of her inner walls against his tongue told her that she had her first climax. He continued to tantalize her with his mouth as her fluids rushed out of her, greedily lapping up every drop of her release. His arousal was rock-hard, and the taste of her essence nearly drove him over the edge, himself.

Kagome could barely breath, and her eyes had become unfocused as she came off the high. As her vision cleared, she saw Inuyasha, golden eyes smoldering, looking down at her with pure admiration. He leaned down and gave her lips another kiss.

“Are you ready, love?” he asked her softly.

“Hai... I’m ready as I’ll ever be, Inuyasha.”

She didn’t even realize that he was now naked, but that knowledge hit her as she looked down between them. Her eyes widened and apprehension suddenly creeped into her.

‘Gods... he’s huge!’ she thought in agitation. She leaned over and called her lover.

“Inuyasha, you’re... I mean... are you...” she began to ask, looking directly at Inuyasha’s member. Isha sha looked down and understood her dilemma.

“Oh well... yeah. Inu youkai are quite... well-endowed. You ?” h?” he said with a sheepish grin. “But don’t worry Kagome,” he suddenly became serious. “I love you, and I won’t hurt you. I promise to be very gentle with you.”

Kagome smiled a bit in relief. “I know you’ll take care of me, Inuyasha. I love you too.”

And with that, Inuyasha took her hands in his and pinned them down beside her head, entwining their fingers. He positioned himself properly between her legs, rising above her, poised to enter her. He looked deep into hees, es, not breaking their eye contact as he slowly entered her.

Kagome winced as he penetrated her, and she squealed in pain and shock as he broke through her maiden barrier. The sudden pain took her breath away, and she began to pant heavily. He let go of her hands as they joined.

Inuyasha felt incredible as he entered her. Her silken warmtrrourrounded him, and he resisted the urge to just go ahead and thrust away. He had heard her cry of discomfort, and he waited patiently for the pain to leave her. He let his hands roam gently over her body in an attempt to put her at ease. He whispered words of love and comfort in her ear, and he silently rejoiced when she started to rock against him, indicating that she was ready.

He thrust into her slowly at first, but the longer they clung to each other, their arms roaming the other’s body, the more he craved. He wanted to bury himself into her as deep as he could, but he had to attend to Kagome’s pleasures, not just his.

Kagome wanted more. She could see that Inuyasha was holding back, and she decided to give voice to the demands of her body.

“Inuyasha,” she moaned. “Go faster, onegai.”

He needed no further prodding. Inuyasha drove into her, faster and harder with every frantic thrust. Kagome met him halfway everytime, and the rs irs increased the pace as they raced to the finish.

Inuyasha felt his release coming as he felt Kagome’s approach. He reached down and pressed her nub of desire once again, screaming his name as he sent her hurtling into a thundering climax. Inuyasha followed after one last thrust. He twisted his hips one last time as he let his seed gush out into her.

His limbs suddenly felt like rubber, and he collapsed against her, utterly exhausted. Kagome was breathing shuddering breateneaeneath him, and he rolled over, their bodies still joined in the most intimate of ways, so that she lay on top of hi
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Both felt satiated and unbelievably tired. Kagome couldn’t even speak, so she just leaned over, kissed his lips and mouthed an “aishiteru.’

Inuyasha smiled back and hugged her to him more tightly. Both then fell into a peaceful slumber, their dreams filled with the dear person they held in their arms.

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A/N: Whew! Long chap, ne? Took me a hva lva long time to type this one. It’s 1:45 in the morning right now, and would you believe that I still have a test this day? .
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Anyway, I hope this chap answered the questions of those who were still a bit confused about Azalea and Kagome. Thanks for reading, and please review!!! Arigatou!

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