Chronicles of the West

Hey everyone! New chapters…hope you like. This chapter has some yaoi in it, nothing hardcore so if it's not your thing, you have been warned. And we have some fun with yasha and Kagome. This one is kinda long, I'm sure you won't mind though :) If you don't like…skip. Thanks.

Chapter Forty

They were two days away from the village where Daishi's family waited and Shippo had made little progress in changing her mind. Daishi was stubbornly set on this path of hers. Ryu and Silvana had tried to get her to see reason and thought they'd made progress when she'd admitted to them that she didn't want to do this. Want or not. She was determined to see it through.

Only Toga and Kurama seemed to fully understand her reasons. For most of her life, her family had said she had no honor. Shamed and forsaken, someone who should have taken her own life rather than live with the blot on her soul.

Now that they needed her, she went. To prove that honor was deeper in her than in them. That she was worthy of that family. They understood her just fine, however, was that family worthy of her? Not likely. She'd been raised and taught in the halls of Satoru and therefore learned the values of the west. Those, she held dear. Those she upheld and in doing so, sought to hold the needs of the many above the needs of the one.

They were camped near a hot spring, and Daishi had gone to bathe alone, and contemplate her fate. Of course she never wandered too far from her companions. Strong though she was, she never forgot the horrors that had taken place when she was alone.

Shippo sat in the high branches of a tree, his scent and youkai masked from her. Watching, making certain that she was safe. She bathed slowly, soaping herself and rinsing. Mindless, repetitive motions that did little to ease her.

She was perfection, he thought. Lovely form and cleverness. The embodiment of what a kitsune hoped to find in a female. Or at least what he had hoped for. Lovely kitsune were easy to come by, but they raised their daughters carefully. Obedient women, submissive to the last. That was the law. His mother had not been so, and he'd longed to find a woman with the fire she had. Then he had and she'd been firmly attached to the side of his brother.

Daishi settled herself against a moss covered stone in the steaming waters. Her expression open and unguarded. Sorrow and worry evident in her gaze. Her auburn hair floated out around her pale shoulders in the water, the tendrils curling to gleam dully in the water.

She looked so young, so lost. Tears slipped over her cheeks and down her throat to vanish in the water below. Shippo was about to make his presence known to her, to offer some words of comfort, when she spoke into the darkening forest.

"This can't be happening" she whispered, "I have to do this. I have to! I don't want to but there isn't any choice. I have to choose the coyote, no matter that my heart lies elsewhere. Damn you Shippo". A string of expletives spilled forth from her lips in such a torrent that Inuyasha himself might have blushed. Unseen by the beauty who was so severely cursing him, Shippo smiled. He was gaining ground. She'd not offer much fight when the time came. That was good.

He watched over her as she soaked in the hot water, her emotional outburst a secret between them and the encroaching night.

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Satoru walked down the halls, lost in thought, lost in that sadness. He found himself standing before her door. Before he thought better of it, he pushed the heavy wood panel open and stepped inside. Her scent remained here, ingrained in the carpets and objects scattered about.

It looked like she still lived here, her room waiting for her return, and he had ordered that it be left that way. She'd be back, he was confident of that. His clawed fingers trailed over the pillows on her bed. He could almost see her nestled in the large bed, staring up at him.

How often had he sat beside her in the first years, guarding her sleep from the nightmares that came to her? Watched over when she was unwell? Countless times. Just as she had done for him. It was a sad and comforting thought at once.

"You miss her very much" Victor called from the door. Satoru looked over his shoulder and rose. "I do" he admitted, "I am not accustomed to not having her near". Victor smiled gently, "She is very special Satoru, and she loves you. She will return to you"

The demon nodded and took another glance around the room, before passing through the door and pulling it closed behind him. "How goes your work?" he asked facing Victor in the hallway. Victor sighed, "Not as fast as I'd like, I admit. Perhaps you can be of assistance to me?"

Satoru blinked, "How so?" he asked. Victor sighed, "There are some questions that I have concerning demon blood. I have to be certain before I present a solution" he replied. Satoru grunted, striding back towards the library. "Come Victor, you will explain this all to me and we shall see what help I can be" he said.

An hour later, he stared at the human sitting across from him. "A binding?" he asked, not liking the idea at all. Victor nodded, "Yes, a modified binding for a demon" he confirmed. Satoru growled softly, "What possible use would that be?" he asked then. Victor sighed, "In theory it would work", he said, "The day Silvana takes a mate, is the day that her powers come under the control of another to an extent. She would house them, but her mate, if he so chooses, may command them. Ryu does not wish that".

Satoru steepled his fingers before his face. "So he can choose not to" he said simply. Victor sighed, "Your cousin is not so easily satisfied" he pressed, "He is concerned that the court will believe that he is using her to gain more power for himself. I don't understand much of your court, but he made is sound quite serious".

Satoru considered that, "Youkai court", he began, "Is like a double edged sword. Law and honor dictate most of what drives our society. Hanyous such as Ryu was frowned upon. In my father's time it was considered a crime punishable by death. To bring a mixed creature into the world was not taken lightly".

Victor imagined a tiny newborn Ryu being subjected to death for the crime of being. He shuddered at the thought. "It happened though" he said. Satoru nodded, "Indeed, and not only a few times. My father was born hanyou and a wish on a sacred jewel granted him full blood. Like his children.

My mother is a miko and the result ensures that his offspring will not be hanyou. My uncle, Sesshoumaru, lord of the western lands, is the most powerful youkai in existence. He is pure blood, and he hunted my father, seeking to erase the blot that my father's life brought to his family honor"

Victor listened enthralled as the demon spoke, "Odd thing though, for all his professed hatred of humans, Sesshoumaru was in love with one. Enough that he made her his wife. Many things occurred when they were reunited, including my father's reconciliation with his brother. When Sesshoumaru and Ayeka gave birth to hanyou children, the youkai court challenged my uncle. They lost".

Victor looked up at him, "Toga is not hanyou" he pointed out. Satoru chuckled, "No he is not. The first born pups of Ayeka were full demon, to be the heirs of the west. Toga and his sister Taisha. All other children are hanyou. The court has become more relaxed as far as hanyou births go, but Ryu has a point. To take the power of an elemental would make him very powerful. That would be seen as dangerous".

"But he loves her" Victor blurted out. Golden eyes warmed slightly, "And in the court love does not matter, only power. If Ryu were to mate and mark Silvana, I have no doubt that the court would attempt to interfere. That would be unwise of course, but they would try" Satoru told him.

Victor sighed, demons were a complicated lot he decided. "What do you think?" he asked. Satoru blinked over at him, "I have long moved outside the circles of court" he said softly, "My life is of course tied to it, for my bloodline is the oldest and strongest, but I have always held the belief that my father taught me".

Victor leaned forward, "And what is that?" Satoru let a mirthless smile play over his lips, "That love is found where it lives and must be guarded" he replied. Victor nodded, "That is a beautiful sentiment. I take it that loving other men is frowned upon".

Satoru blinked at him, "Yes. It is" he replied, no sense hiding what the man already knew. "I have kept few partners in my life and never flaunted them before my family or the court. There are others of course and they are far more blunt about their interests, but in my family privacy is valued highly".

He changed the subject quickly, "So how will this binding help?" he asked Victor. The human blinked at the sudden topic change but recovered quickly enough. "I believe that if we bind Silvana's powers that Ryu would not be the subject of such malicious words" he said finally. Satoru eyed him carefully, "Bind her powers? To what or whom?" he asked. Victor smiled, "To herself of course!"

Satoru stared at him. Bind her powers to hers. So that only she could have them, and use them. So simple. "That might work, however it is dangerous to try and bind elemental powers. They frequently flare and lashback" he pointed out.

Victor scribbled these things in his book, "But when she mates, wouldn't they be bound to her partner?" he asked. Satoru nodded, "Yes as that is the natural way of them, you are asking that her powers lay dormant when nature demands they submit. What does she think of this?".

Victor pushed his spectacles up on his nose, "She says the world can go to hell. I just need to find a way to keep her powers from bonding to Ryu" he said in growing frustration. Satoru suddenly stiffened, "Or at least mask that they have" he offered. Victor looked at him, "Ryu does not want those powers" he said firmly.

Satoru nodded, "Of course not, this effort will be quite difficult I think. The theory is simple, it is the execution that will prove problematic. Let me think on it for a time" he said. Victor nodded, "Thank you Satoru" he said softly.

Satoru stared back at him, "Why are you doing this?" he asked. Victor blushed and stared at the table. How could he say this? What would happen when the truth was known? "I…. I nearly killed her. For him" he stammered, "They spared my life and saved me from him… from myself. I.. I owe it to them. They are precious to me".

Satoru cocked his head, to study the man before him, "Tell me about him" he commanded quietly. Victor flushed hotly and looked away, "He… was not who I thought he was". Satoru rose from his seat to loom over the human, "Why did you love him?" he asked. He suddenly wanted to know badly, this former love was still alive and Satoru would have no competition.

Victor blinked up at him, "He had an idea, that the world could be a better place. That difference could be eliminated and a utopia could be made". Made, and not grown. Differences had to be accepted and embraced, not removed.

The demon's gaze was hot and inescapable. "And?". Victor shivered under the blazing weight of that gaze, "He failed. His dream was twisted, it was lie. It was not about compassion but conformity. I realized too late" he whispered.

He pushed himself from the chair to put some distance between the demon and himself. Satoru looked every inch the predator as his inquisition continued. He drew closer to Victor, his warm breath fanning over the man's cheeks. "And what dream did you hope it would be?" he asked softly.

Victor's head swam at the demon's proximity, the scent of winter clad forests that radiated from the devastatingly handsome creature before him. "I…wanted… it….." He breathed. Satoru drew closer, "Yes?". Victor swallowed hard, "This place. I wanted it to be like this place" he whispered.

The demon drew back slightly and searched the man's eyes. "I am not human" he said in a low voice. Victor found his voice then, "No. You are an angel". Satoru chuckled as he drew a breath away from Victor's face and smiled, fangs glinting at him. "Angels don't have fangs" he pointed out.

Whatever Victor wanted to say was lost as Satoru's lips sealed softly over his own. Mahogany eyes slid shut beneath the golden gaze peeking from heavy lidded eyes. Satoru felt Victor's lips soften beneath his own and ran his tongue lightly along his bottom lip. Followed by the caress of a fang.

Victor moaned softly at the arousingly delicate touch and parted his lips, his hands moving to the demon's broad chest and upwards to his neck. His hands caressing as he went. Satoru growled softly against his lips as his tongue swept lightly inside of the warmth of Victor's mouth.

His own arms banding around the smaller man, pulling him flush against his body. He ravaged the mouth of his human partner, tongue teasing and caressing, fangs lightly nipping and nibbling. The soft lusty moans and whimpers coming from Victor spurring him on, making his inner beast howl with want. Too long had desire been denied and forsaken and it flared to incandescent life in the burning tangle of tongues.

The heated kiss ended long minutes later and they stood brow to brow panting. Both painfully hard. Victor shifted against him and Satoru gritted his teeth. He caught the heavy scent of arousal in the air, coming from both of them. Knowing what they both wanted, he made the decision. He pressed a light kiss to Victor's brow, "Not yet" he said hoarsely, "It is too soon".

Victor looked ready to argue but Satoru's next words stopped him. "We desire each other, care for each other, but there is much about each other that remains a mystery. We must proceed slowly and make no mistakes" he said. "We have to be….sure".

Victor sucked in a tense breath. Satoru wanted more from him, than the comfort of the physical. It was the first time in a while that someone had made the distinction. With a soft smile, he pulled away from the demon, "If you feel it's wise how can I argue. I am a patient man Satoru" he said quietly.

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"Inuyasha?" Kagome called. The forest around her was still and silent. She sensed no threat in the area, but the animals did. She smirked, it had to be Inuyasha that they fell silent for. Closing her eyes, she let her aura flicker out caressing the forest.

There, a slight nudge against it. That would be Inuyasha's aura responding. Silly man, like he could really hide from her. He might have his nose, but she had a few tricks of her own. He was close, very close, probably watching her at this moment.

Kagome pretended not to notice, and took a few steps deeper into the cover of the trees. A plan was forming in her mind and she was feeling just devious enough to carry it out. Letting her aura sweep out to scan around her, she was most pleased to find her mate the only one near.

Kagome reached up and pulled a glittering hair stick from her tresses, dropping it the ground. Her oni fell next, a colorful fluttering of silk. Golden eyes narrowed at the sight. Sandals were forgotten as she moved toward the hot spring she knew to be just ahead.

Her yukata fluttered to the grass. Above her a branch rustled, but she paid it no mind. Not missing a beat she continued, the spring in sight now. She stood on the bank and slid the remaining layers of silk from her slender shoulders. Letting them pool around her ankles in a rainbow. Only her thin under robe remained. A nearly inaudible growl sifted through the trees, easily lost in the groan of branches under the breeze.

Kagome smiled to herself, he was behind her. Still crouched in that tree. She pulled her hair over her shoulder and let the last scrap of silk drop. Baring herself to his eyes. She toed the water lazily. Inuyasha's claws bit into the bark of the tree. His groin tightening.

His little mate was quite the exhibitionist today. A soft moan broke through his reverie and his gaze snapped back to her. Her hands were gliding over her throat, caressing his mark. Her body responded to the calling of that tender area.

Hands swept over her breasts, cupping the fullness of them, her nipples hardening under her delicate touch. She wanted him to come down and join her, his callused hands far more enjoyable than her own softer ones.

Inuyasha stared, transfixed at the erotic sight of his wife caressing her body. As her hands stroked circles over her abdomen, he bit back a growl. Her moans were growing needy now, she'd be calling out to him any moment. Her scent swirled around him and he went rock hard in his hakamas.

Kagome knew that there were several things that could push her grumpy mate over the edge and she decided to employ them now. She sank to her knees before the water, her bottom pointed in his direction. Inuyasha held himself in check, his eyes fixed on her questing hand.

Kagome braced one palm on the soft grass, and let her knees spread wider. No doubt he could see everything now. Good. Let him watch. Her hand slid backwards past the cropped curls to the bare lips, already glistening with her rising desire.

Inuyasha watched her fingers stroke against her wet sex, the scent spiking around him. Her moans were growing in volume, her finger flickered over her pearl and she tossed her head back, whispering his name.

He moved so fast that even she was not prepared for it. He was bare and pressed closely behind her, growling loudly. His erection hot against her inner thigh. His hand moved hers away and took it's place. Twisting and pressing the pearl he made her shiver with want of him.

She was panting, mewling his name. Inuyasha grinned wickedly, "Having some fun without me Kagome?" he rumbled against her ear as he draped himself over her back. She closed her eyes, whimpering, waiting for him to enter her. He knew she'd been teasing him, waiting for him to snap.

Inuyasha shoved her cheek gently to the grass and she lifted her hips in response. "How about I remind you how much more fun we have together?" he breathed hotly. That dark tone promised many things. "Inu..yasha" she gasped.

He growled harshly at her, "Not now bitch. It's time to play" he crooned and she felt the surge of moisture between her thighs. Inuyasha trailed his fingers over her, "Hmm, you like to tease don't you Kagome? You're so wet, just like you should be. I'm going to make you scream and beg Kagome".

She shuddered at his words, her desire spiking. Inuyasha caressed the damp folds, making her squirm in an attempt to get more from him. He thoroughly loved returning the favor of teasing. The last time they'd teased each other this way, Taima had been the result.
Inuyasha pressed his thumb against her pearl, one hand clamped on the back her neck to keep her still. He pressed two finger just inside of her opening, teasing her with light caresses. Her little hands dug into the grass, and he smirked.

He swirled his fingers through the folds, and she moaned. The tip of his middle finger brushed against her pearl and his thumb circled her opening and the tender skin just behind. Her breaths were short, harsh pants now. He loved to tease her, but his own control was unraveling.

Removing his hand from her neck with a growl of warning to keep her down, he grabbed her hips. This was it, surely this was it. She yelped in surprised need, when he buried his face against her. Her grip on the grass increasing, tearing tender green shoots asunder.

Inuyasha fed on her like one possessed. His tongue dancing over her, only to press deep within, seeking that hidden spot. His fangs grazing over her petals, her juices trickling over his lips and chin as he ravaged her core. She whimpered and bucked and he was heartless. Chasing her down long halls of pleasure and when the coil tightened and she was so close… he drew back.

She growled at him, drawing a smirk from him. He licked his lips and pressed a fanged kiss to the small of her back. "Not yet Kagome. I'm after something a little more obvious" he told her. His long fingers sliding into the wetness of her, and she jumped when he found what he was looking for.

With increased pressure he rubbed that spongy ridge within her. Her moans turned to deep guttural groans as he sought an orgasm of a different kind. Her body was wracked with shudders and she couldn't form words any longer, just the animalistic sounds, he seemed to understand.

Inuyasha felt her body tightening and grinned, moving a little harder. Her hands clenched convulsively in the remains of the grass beneath her. She whimpered to him and he growled, "Let go Kagome. Give me what I want" he whispered seductively.

She sobbed as her orgasm hit her, Inuyasha withdrew his fingers to watch the flood of liquid that escaped her body. He grunted in male satisfaction, and softly caressed her sex as the trickles slowed to a halt. She shook before him, her thighs coated, the ground wet beneath her.

Inuyasha growled happily, "That is so hot" he murmured. He positioned himself at her entrance then and pushed inside slowly. She whimpered, still highly sensitive. He had meant it, he'd make her scream this day. She felt him cover her back with his heated chest and then he lapped at his mark.

"That's my girl" he whispered against her ear. She moaned for him and he chuckled. She wanted it hard and animalistic now. He knew that perfectly well. He moved hard against her, drawing out slowly, to plunge deeply.

Her cries lifted to the skies above, as he grunted and growled behind her. The heavy sacs of his flesh slapping against her. One hand braced beside her head, the other pressing against that pearl he adored so much. Every hard thrust caused him to push against it.

She tightened minutes later, her second orgasm arcing through her like lightening. "Inuyasha!" she screamed. He gave three more thrusts before he clamped his fangs over her mark again and spilled his won passion within her. He came with such force that his seed trickled out from around his length, only to be replaced with fresh streams of it.

Bracing himself above her with both hands, he felt the tug between their bodies. "Don't move" he rasped to her, feeling her try and sink to the ground. She realized that they had tied. Inuyasha shifted them until they were side by side, him spooned against her back. She sighed as he nuzzled against her, drawing his large haori over them.

"Trying to make another pup?" she asked lightly. He chuckled, "Dozens" he told her. She groaned, "God help me" she teased. Inuyasha grunted, "I'm the one who's planting here". She laughed, "I love you yasha" she said with a yawn. He hmpfed, "Me too".