As the next day pases

Theme: Innocence
Summary: The Innocence of a child cannot be replaced, bought, or even copied; such a thing only stays with us for a short period of time until it is torn from us like a security or warmth that has been taken. Though few of us can keep such a precious thing, they are far and few in between
Author: MIA_Max
Warning: Sexual content, Lemon, M/F and possible slight OCness


Such sweet words of love, biting word of hate, warm words of whispered comfort, innocence of a child…they are all felt for such a short time by the beauty of youth and purity.
Even a thief was once a blameless child whom huddled behind the folds of his mother’s skirt.

The treasure of youth and naivety is given to us all the minute we are conceived, what we choose to do with it is only known to ourselves and those around us.

The scrape of a child’s knee can cause tears, but the comforting words and kiss of a parent can heal all wounds when we know no better.

Innocence is truly a gift worth keeping.

Yet how does one keep innocence? That was a question he did not have an answer for.

Koenma stared blankly at the mounting amount of paper upon his desk.

Even if he was a demigod he had so many questions that had no answer, and she simply caused more inquiries.

“Hello Koenma-Sama!” the upbeat voice of the young girl filled the room.
A glance to the entrance confirmed it was her, the one whom plagued his thoughts and caused his questions.

Forever frozen at the age of sixteen the young blue eyed girl bustled around the room collecting the scattered papers.

For five centuries he had watched her, at first out of curiosity; why was she so…bright?

“You do not need to pick those up; I’ll just Jorge to do it later.” Koenma stated as he straightened himself.

“It’s no problem Koenma-Sama; I think Jorge has better things to do. Ah well, why put off something I can do now to wait for someone else to do it later? I don’t want someone to trip on one of these and wind up making a bigger mess.” She gave him a brilliant smile as she finished her sentence.

“Higurashi…?” Koenma whispered in slight question.

“Please, just call me Kagome.” She smiled at him once again causing his blood stir.

What once used to be merely curiosity had over years morphed into want and need.
He wanted and needed her.
He wanted to poses the elusive young girl, body, mind and soul.
Yet she was out of his grasp, with his father breathing down his neck and her oblivious nature, he couldn’t get hold of her.

“Hai, Kagome-san.”

“…Hai…” She grinned once more before setting down the last piece of paper.

He blinked as she began to dust the dirt off her Kimono.
Looking over his desk he saw that not only had he not been paying attention, she had organized his desk into smaller piles.

He nearly sighed, time with her always went by quickly.

“Koenma-Sama, Should I bring you lunch?” His eyebrow rose.

“Gomen Koenma-san!” She bowed, blushing at his mirthful stare.

“It is alright, and yes, lunch would be much appreciated. I won’t be able to get out much due to the amounting paper work.”
Biting her lip Kagome watched as the teen aged looking demigod glared at the paper.

“Ano, Koenma-san, maybe I could help?” she asked.

“I don’t want to bother you with this task, after all it is tedious work.”

“I don’t mind, I would like to help, it gives me something to do.” She stated.

With a sigh he consented.
Once she left the room he proceeded to bang his forehead against his desk.

Hadn’t he just moments ago complained his time with her went by to fast?
Well, at least he would be getting help…and more time with her.

For five hundred years she had worked for his father, and for five hundred years his interest in her had grew.

She died in the warring states era, her tale was one that had caused his main interest in her.
His father had grown to respect the small miko and had given her a place amongst his most trusted workers.
Her loyalty was admirable, that had drawn the king in, despite all the half demon had thrown at her she had remained by his side, and still held him in respects.

Despite her own belief, the jewel stayed with her, though no one could take it without it becoming tainted and so she had it in her possession at all times.

The girl had died young leaving many to mourn the loss of her, yet she continued to smile despite the pain that showed in her eyes.

She had and still did sacrifice so much for others.
He was captivated by her, she thought so little of herself yet gave so much and everyone around her gave her same respect, even demons had befriended the sixteen year old.

“Koenma-Sama?” He watched her set the down the tray of food, worry shining in her eyes as she bit her lip.

“Yes?” She blushed at his questioning look.

How she still carried innocence through her many hardships was still a mystery.

“Nothing.” She stated before taking a stack of the paper and proceeded to read the first document.

He watched entranced as her blue eyes danced over the many words absorbing the information out of the useless drabble.

She set it upon her right as she picked up another document.

“You may use the stamps, I trust your judgment.” Koenma stated as he stamped a few papers himself.
She nodded seeming to be engrossed in the document.

With her tiny hand she grasped the approval stamp and immediately stamped the document.

Hours had passed with the blue eyed girl and it had only felt like minutes.

He was brought back to the moment when felt something cool and wet fall into his lap. (Cliché, right?)

“Sorry!” Kagome squeaked as she grabbed the napkins and began trying to salvage save him from an uncomfortable trip to his room to change.

He groaned knowing she was about to find something that was uncomfortable, but definitely not caused by the spill.

Kagome stiffened when her hand brushed over something hard, she may have died a virgin, but she was wasn’t ignorant.

She finally pulled away, though it took much strength not to bolt and hide herself under a rock.

When he was positive she was about to run away, he grabbed her arm preventing her from doing so.

They stood like that for several moments.

The tension in the room began to mount.

Feelings she had tried to keep hidden were beginning to rear their heads and cause her to blush even more.

She felt the unexplainable urge to rid him of that pacifier that she rarely saw him without.

Giving in to the growing urge, she removed the annoying blue item.

She pursed her lips when she saw something flicker across his eyes.

Before he realized what he was doing, his lips were covering hers.

She stiffened slightly, before giving into the kiss.

After what seemed like forever she began to respond to his lips.

If there was one thing he admired most about her it was she wouldn’t have responded unless she had the same feelings for him.

His arms pulled her closer to him so as to get better contact.
She moaned into his mouth as his tongue slid against her own.

She shyly began to respond, joining him in exploring the other’s hot cavern.

Her hands couldn’t keep steady and so found purchase in the back of his shirt.

She was so small standing next to him, he felt he would break her with the wrong touch, but hesitantly his hands gripped her firm lower back.

Her fingers began to busy themselves removing his confining clothing.

His lips moved to trail kisses along her jaw and down her neck as her small hands tugged his clothing off desperately.

He slowly began to slip the Kimono off her shoulders, his fingers dragging along her skin as he did.

Bottled sexual tension and feelings began to escape and overflow.

She felt shivers coarse up her back as his fingers trailed along her spine.

She gasped for air as he licked the column of her neck, sending delicious shivers through her body.

A coiling heat began to pool in her stomach as his nimble fingers found their way past the thin fabric barrier of her panties. She moaned loudly as he cupped the heated mound.

Her breathe caught when he massaged the bundle of nerves, causing pleasure to mount in her belly.

Her fingers still tugged at his clothes, yet with less enthusiasm as her mind was on other things.
His other hand came to join her in removing the fabric.

Her flesh was heated and flushed slightly, and as he pulled back he had to admire her.

She whimpered at the loss of his talented fingers playing with her jewel.

He wore only his pants and she her socks as he picked her up and placed her on his desk knocking off all the documents before.

“s-stop…” she gasped as he began to start where he left off.
His eyes held questioning.
She reached under her back and pulled the stamp of approval from poking into her spine.
He nearly laughed when she tossed the thing across the room, but not before giving it a glare of death.

He smirk and continued he assault upon he clit, before this was over he would have made her release many times.

He lowered his head trailing kisses and licks all the way down her abdomen.

Her vision became white as she felt his tongue gliding over her small jewel.
Her hands buried themselves in his hair pushing him closer.

She felt him chuckle against her pussy as she bucked towards him.

His hands pinned her hips.
She felt the tension mount in her, before it finally gave.

He lapped up the juices that had been released leaving nothing.

Her moans and mewls were enough to drive him mad, but he knew this was her first time and despite her death, she could feel pain, she was no longer a ghost but a Reikai entity and as such could feel as was proven.

He parted her nether lips, before one of his fingers slipped into her opening, he waited for her to adjust to the intrusion before he began pumping the digit in and out of her.

He paused before adding another finger.

His tongue still played with her clit as he pumped his finger into her.

Her hands tightened their hold in his hair, she had never felt this much pleasure before. Even if it was her first time she had experimented with herself.
Five hundred years is a long time, and her being in her teens still after all these years, she was bound to have sexual urges.

A disappointed sound left her lips when he stopped, but when she felt something hard probing her entrance.
“Are you sure you want this?” His voice was strained and she knew it would be cruel to leave him like this, besides she was sure she didn’t want to leave.

She nodded and gave a breathy yes.

Her eyes flew open wide when he began entering her, he was huge.

Well in her opinion, and most women’s he was rather large.

He waited for her to adjust, but it was hard, she was so tight he wanted to slam into her and make her scream his name.

When she tried to pull him closer, he began to move.

She nearly screamed, he was going painfully slow and it was frustrating her.

“Go…Faster!” Her soft voice demanded, and he was more then happy to comply.

She moaned and mewled as he began slamming into her. He felt her legs wrap around his waist trying to pull him in further.

Gripping her legs he pulled them over the bend in his elbows for better access.

He felt her tighten around him, pulling him in further.
Her release was nearing.
He was up to his hilt when she began to release.

When she began to milk his shaft he felt his own release into her excepting womb.

He was about to go another round when he heard the door open.

He cursed when he saw Yusuke and Botan standing in the entrance both looking shocked.
He forgot he had asked for Yusuke to come up and sign papers.

Why of all times did he have to decide to comply?

“Get the hell out!” Botan left immediately, but Yusuke took his time grinning all the way out.

Kagome had her face buried in his chest a bright blush staining her cheeks.

“We will finish this later, for now I have the baka to deal with.” HE said as he gave her forehead a quick kiss.

Damn detective, didn’t the man know he wasn’t a saint? He had primal urges to and he would be damned if Yusuke got away with what he just saw.

He didn’t want Yusuke telling Keiko, nor Botan gossiping to the other Ferry girls about his relationship with Kagome.

This was going to be a long day until he saw Kagome again, that is if she wanted to see him.

“H-Hai.” She stated giving a true, but embarrassed smile.

He had to restrain his laughter when he saw her back, right above her ass was the sign of ‘approval’.



Authors Note: (Laughs) well I am new to writing lemons, so don’t expect much I might get better over time but I am learning. Also thank the influence of Ryukotsusei and Kimisan/Vivian they are my idols and inspiration for this chapter. (Laughs nervously) well anyways later! (Hides under boulder)