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InuYasha › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
4,333
Reviews:
17
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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I do not own InuYasha, nor make money from this story.
Nothing Can Come Between Us
The Gift
By Smittin Kittin
Nothing Can Come Between Us
Chapter five
First off… Kitty does not own Inuyasha or any related characters they belong to Rumiko Takahashi Shogakukan Publishing, and VIZ. No one pays me to corrupt my favorite inuhanyou. Kitty does it 4 her own twisted pleasure & yours of course.
Title: The Gift
Author: Smittin Kittin
Summary: Inuyasha, Kagome, Sango, & Miroku are all afraid or true intimacy despite their various sexual or romantic ties. In an odd twist of fait they all end up seeing someone they thought they knew in a different light & are forced 2 re-evaluate their views on love & relationships. Once all the players have encountered one other and realize they have pre-existing relationships with other people in this small group it becomes complicated. As each person tries to figure out exactly who and what they want, the lines between friendship love and commitment become blurred. All in all it as a complex tale of self discovery and lessons in love
Rating: NC -17 for language & adult content
Pairing(s): Inuyasha, Kagome, Sango, Miroku…not necessarily in that order & with quite a bit of bed hopping to boot! ^_^
Feedback: feel free 2 let me know what u think! All reviews are appreciated but not demanded! If u want to leave a review great if not I hope u enjoy the fic & appreciate u reading just the same!
Characters: mostly listed above with a few additions.
Betas: I'd like 2 take a min 2 thank my newest bets 4 helping me out so quickly! To all those that offered me help in the past… if ur still interested please do contact me again (sigh) crazy as it sounds I’m actually doing rewrites on completed fics as well as new chaps of several in progress, I even have a few new ones brewing (shakes head) I know! Anyway before I totally drown the fabulous people willing 2 help me I’m all about outsourcing some of the bulk 2 grammar nitpicks w/free time. Ok that’s it no more shameless begging. Enjoy.
I still don’t own Inuyasha or any related characters. Are you happy now cuz I'm not
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Sango lay on her back starring up at the varnished wood inlay decorating the high ceilings of her spacious master bedroom. The converted downtown loft was quiet the last of the partygoers had left hours ago leaving the irritable young woman alone with her thoughts. She tossed her covers aside exposing more creamy skin to the cool night breeze. A soft sigh escaped Sango’s slightly parted lips as she recalled her latest romantic fiasco. Turning onto her back, she wondered how a man whose career depended on his being attuned with his body could be such a lousy lover. Sango kicked the last of the quilts onto the floor with a disgruntled snort.
This was all Inuyasha’s fault, if he hadn’t whipped her hormones into a heated frenzy then selfishly run off to his virginal miko she wouldn’t have given Bryce the time of day. ‘Damn him for lusting after Kagome’s innocence!’ Sango’s fingers flexed at her sides digging into the flesh of her palms as she tried to tap down the growing wave of jealousy. How Sango loathed the feeling. Her envy of the priestess was a biter thing painfully twisting in her gut.
The young exterminator sighed uncertain of where these feelings were coming from. Inuyasha’s heart had always been hers alone and the thought of sharing that part of him was oddly disconcerting considering that until now she’d had no problems being just one of Inuyasha girls. Sango winced, that wasn’t really true she’d always been special to him. Never in all the years she’d known him had Inuyasha made her feel as if his love for her wasn’t of singular importance.
Until recently, Sango had always been secure in the hanyou’s love for her but his lingering interest in Kagome made the usually self-assured taijiya uneasy. It didn't’ make sense Inuyasha had dozens of girlfriends, countless relationships over the years. Snorting in a very Inuyasha like manor Sango conceded that all his past relationships were short-lived involvement’s that centred on sex but this was different. It had not bothered her when Inuyasha added Ayame and Shiori to his harem Sango even tolerated Yura and her annoying hair fetish. Inuyasha was picky about his girls so Sango knew better than to take the possible addition of a new one lightly. If Inuyasha was considering adding Kagome to their small pack there was little Sango could do to discourage him. Even if she could get Inuyasha to reconsider did she want to? No, Sango had been aware of Inuyasha’s feelings for the captivating young miko, hadn’t that been the reason she invited her to the party, to please him?
Sango sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose between her thumb and forefinger. She liked Kagome, even thought the shy priestess would be good for Inuyasha. Still Sango couldn’t deny that the prospect of playing understudy to Kagome hurt.
Something about Inuyasha’s pursuit of Kagome was nauseating and infuriating. Inuhanyou was the most important man in Sango’s life, there was her kid brother of course, but he was just that a kid. Sango couldn’t lean on Kohaku for emotional support her younger sibling was far to traumatized by the events following their family’s death. The psychologically unstable teenager couldn’t help carry the burden that had been so abruptly laid upon Sango’s shoulders. The pressure of being solely responsible for raising her brother as well as caring on the family line was oppressive at times. It was often Inuyasha’s strength that got her through. Sango relied on the domineering hanyou to shield her from the things she feared most. She needed Inuyasha. It had always been he that carried her when the weight of merely existing made her weary.
Sango swallowed thickly blinking back tears she’d never admit to shedding. Kohaku was her heart, but Inuyasha her sanity, her only love and had been for years the surly dog demon meant more to her than she was willing to admit and the thought of someone else taking her place in his heart was more than she could bear. Sango wanted to see Inuyasha happy did that mean she was willing to lose him to Kagome.
Only pride had prevented Inuyasha from pursuing the miko in the past. Sango chewed her lower lip, would she allow her own selfish desires to keep him from her now?
Uncomfortable with the direction her thoughts were taking Sango decided a glass of tea was in order to soothe her frazzled nerves. If the chamomile didn’t ease away, her tension Sango was certain the considerable amount of bourbon she intended to add to her glass would.
Stealing a glance at the clock located on the frosted glass shelves that served as her headboard Sango’s thoughts drifted back to the handsome Australian, she’d kicked out of her condominium earlier that evening. No doubt, being told to “Get the hell off me!” and unceremoniously thrown into the hallway with no more than a handful of crumpled clothes to hide his withering erection had injured his pride. Sango considered calling Bryce and offering some excuse for her behaviour. Unwilling to apologize for someone else’s shortcoming the stubborn film major decided to call Bryce’s agent in the morning and offer a cash bonus in hopes of soothing his clients wounded ego. They expected the new director on set tomorrow and the producer would surely have Sango’s head if the star of the big budget action film didn’t fulfil his contract because she refused to put out. Sango smacked her palm against her forehead. She knew better than to get involved with the talent so why did she risk her budding career for one night between the sheets with Bryce. Sure, he was attractive with his long blonde hair, lean muscular body, perfect abs and bright hazel eyes he was gorgeous. The restless demon slayer threw her pillow across the room with a self-disgusted snort. ‘Ok so maybe he did remind me of that asshole?’ She thought running her fingers through her lustrous auburn tresses.
Why was it that every man she met fell short of her expectations? Sango blew the long fringe of her bangs out of her face as she sat up placing her bare feet on the cold hardwood floor in desperate need of a drink now.
Well aware that her neighbor across the ally was a peeping tom, she’d spotted him spying on her more than once. It had become a bit of a game between the two of them. Her self esteem low and in need of a pick me up Sango decided against a robe and slippers. A feeling of naughtiness over took the usually reserved slayer as she approached the floor to ceiling window across from her bed.
The lights were off next-door, casting the apartment in shadows. Sango was just able to discern the dark outline of her handsome neighbor. Focusing her gaze on the faint glow of the lit cigarette, she watched as he lifted it to his lips taking a slow drag. A shiver ran down her spine and Sango wondered if he’d bothered to get dressed or was he standing there watching her in no more than the white terry cloth towel she’d seen draped low on his hips a short time ago. Licking her lips in anticipation, the scantily dressed young woman stretched her arms high above her head lazily arching her back. The movement pressed the swell of her breasts against the thin fabric of her camisole top and accentuated the generous curve of her backside. Mischief twinkled in her cinnamon eyes and she briefly wondered if the mysterious man in the adjacent apartment complex got as much of a charge being a voyeur as she derived from her exhibitionism.
Sango smiled leaning against the window and pressing her body close to the frosty pane until her lips touched it leaving a perfect imprint where she’d kissed the flawless glass. Her excitement grew as she nervously toyed with the hem of her shirt before slowly dragging it up her torso and over her head shivering when the lace trim brushed over her hardened nipples. Standing in the dim light of her apartment dressed in no more than her dampening boy cut briefs Sango closed her eyes savouring the thrill of being exposed and vulnerable to the mysterious stranger next door. The soft click of the front door drew her attention and the self-conscious young woman turned from the window and made a quick dash towards her bed grabbing her discarded bedding off the floor on the way. Sango dove under the covers just before a familiar figure appeared in the doorway.
The man standing in the entryway of her bedroom chuckled low in his throat the sound rich with amusement. “You know... one day he’s gonna come over here and take you up on that offer.”
Sango gasped shocked at having been caught in such a tasteless display. She pulled the covers up over her bare shoulders as her skin flushed an embarrassed shade of pink. “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
By Smittin Kittin
Nothing Can Come Between Us
Chapter five
First off… Kitty does not own Inuyasha or any related characters they belong to Rumiko Takahashi Shogakukan Publishing, and VIZ. No one pays me to corrupt my favorite inuhanyou. Kitty does it 4 her own twisted pleasure & yours of course.
Title: The Gift
Author: Smittin Kittin
Summary: Inuyasha, Kagome, Sango, & Miroku are all afraid or true intimacy despite their various sexual or romantic ties. In an odd twist of fait they all end up seeing someone they thought they knew in a different light & are forced 2 re-evaluate their views on love & relationships. Once all the players have encountered one other and realize they have pre-existing relationships with other people in this small group it becomes complicated. As each person tries to figure out exactly who and what they want, the lines between friendship love and commitment become blurred. All in all it as a complex tale of self discovery and lessons in love
Rating: NC -17 for language & adult content
Pairing(s): Inuyasha, Kagome, Sango, Miroku…not necessarily in that order & with quite a bit of bed hopping to boot! ^_^
Feedback: feel free 2 let me know what u think! All reviews are appreciated but not demanded! If u want to leave a review great if not I hope u enjoy the fic & appreciate u reading just the same!
Characters: mostly listed above with a few additions.
Betas: I'd like 2 take a min 2 thank my newest bets 4 helping me out so quickly! To all those that offered me help in the past… if ur still interested please do contact me again (sigh) crazy as it sounds I’m actually doing rewrites on completed fics as well as new chaps of several in progress, I even have a few new ones brewing (shakes head) I know! Anyway before I totally drown the fabulous people willing 2 help me I’m all about outsourcing some of the bulk 2 grammar nitpicks w/free time. Ok that’s it no more shameless begging. Enjoy.
I still don’t own Inuyasha or any related characters. Are you happy now cuz I'm not
.
.
.
Sango lay on her back starring up at the varnished wood inlay decorating the high ceilings of her spacious master bedroom. The converted downtown loft was quiet the last of the partygoers had left hours ago leaving the irritable young woman alone with her thoughts. She tossed her covers aside exposing more creamy skin to the cool night breeze. A soft sigh escaped Sango’s slightly parted lips as she recalled her latest romantic fiasco. Turning onto her back, she wondered how a man whose career depended on his being attuned with his body could be such a lousy lover. Sango kicked the last of the quilts onto the floor with a disgruntled snort.
This was all Inuyasha’s fault, if he hadn’t whipped her hormones into a heated frenzy then selfishly run off to his virginal miko she wouldn’t have given Bryce the time of day. ‘Damn him for lusting after Kagome’s innocence!’ Sango’s fingers flexed at her sides digging into the flesh of her palms as she tried to tap down the growing wave of jealousy. How Sango loathed the feeling. Her envy of the priestess was a biter thing painfully twisting in her gut.
The young exterminator sighed uncertain of where these feelings were coming from. Inuyasha’s heart had always been hers alone and the thought of sharing that part of him was oddly disconcerting considering that until now she’d had no problems being just one of Inuyasha girls. Sango winced, that wasn’t really true she’d always been special to him. Never in all the years she’d known him had Inuyasha made her feel as if his love for her wasn’t of singular importance.
Until recently, Sango had always been secure in the hanyou’s love for her but his lingering interest in Kagome made the usually self-assured taijiya uneasy. It didn't’ make sense Inuyasha had dozens of girlfriends, countless relationships over the years. Snorting in a very Inuyasha like manor Sango conceded that all his past relationships were short-lived involvement’s that centred on sex but this was different. It had not bothered her when Inuyasha added Ayame and Shiori to his harem Sango even tolerated Yura and her annoying hair fetish. Inuyasha was picky about his girls so Sango knew better than to take the possible addition of a new one lightly. If Inuyasha was considering adding Kagome to their small pack there was little Sango could do to discourage him. Even if she could get Inuyasha to reconsider did she want to? No, Sango had been aware of Inuyasha’s feelings for the captivating young miko, hadn’t that been the reason she invited her to the party, to please him?
Sango sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose between her thumb and forefinger. She liked Kagome, even thought the shy priestess would be good for Inuyasha. Still Sango couldn’t deny that the prospect of playing understudy to Kagome hurt.
Something about Inuyasha’s pursuit of Kagome was nauseating and infuriating. Inuhanyou was the most important man in Sango’s life, there was her kid brother of course, but he was just that a kid. Sango couldn’t lean on Kohaku for emotional support her younger sibling was far to traumatized by the events following their family’s death. The psychologically unstable teenager couldn’t help carry the burden that had been so abruptly laid upon Sango’s shoulders. The pressure of being solely responsible for raising her brother as well as caring on the family line was oppressive at times. It was often Inuyasha’s strength that got her through. Sango relied on the domineering hanyou to shield her from the things she feared most. She needed Inuyasha. It had always been he that carried her when the weight of merely existing made her weary.
Sango swallowed thickly blinking back tears she’d never admit to shedding. Kohaku was her heart, but Inuyasha her sanity, her only love and had been for years the surly dog demon meant more to her than she was willing to admit and the thought of someone else taking her place in his heart was more than she could bear. Sango wanted to see Inuyasha happy did that mean she was willing to lose him to Kagome.
Only pride had prevented Inuyasha from pursuing the miko in the past. Sango chewed her lower lip, would she allow her own selfish desires to keep him from her now?
Uncomfortable with the direction her thoughts were taking Sango decided a glass of tea was in order to soothe her frazzled nerves. If the chamomile didn’t ease away, her tension Sango was certain the considerable amount of bourbon she intended to add to her glass would.
Stealing a glance at the clock located on the frosted glass shelves that served as her headboard Sango’s thoughts drifted back to the handsome Australian, she’d kicked out of her condominium earlier that evening. No doubt, being told to “Get the hell off me!” and unceremoniously thrown into the hallway with no more than a handful of crumpled clothes to hide his withering erection had injured his pride. Sango considered calling Bryce and offering some excuse for her behaviour. Unwilling to apologize for someone else’s shortcoming the stubborn film major decided to call Bryce’s agent in the morning and offer a cash bonus in hopes of soothing his clients wounded ego. They expected the new director on set tomorrow and the producer would surely have Sango’s head if the star of the big budget action film didn’t fulfil his contract because she refused to put out. Sango smacked her palm against her forehead. She knew better than to get involved with the talent so why did she risk her budding career for one night between the sheets with Bryce. Sure, he was attractive with his long blonde hair, lean muscular body, perfect abs and bright hazel eyes he was gorgeous. The restless demon slayer threw her pillow across the room with a self-disgusted snort. ‘Ok so maybe he did remind me of that asshole?’ She thought running her fingers through her lustrous auburn tresses.
Why was it that every man she met fell short of her expectations? Sango blew the long fringe of her bangs out of her face as she sat up placing her bare feet on the cold hardwood floor in desperate need of a drink now.
Well aware that her neighbor across the ally was a peeping tom, she’d spotted him spying on her more than once. It had become a bit of a game between the two of them. Her self esteem low and in need of a pick me up Sango decided against a robe and slippers. A feeling of naughtiness over took the usually reserved slayer as she approached the floor to ceiling window across from her bed.
The lights were off next-door, casting the apartment in shadows. Sango was just able to discern the dark outline of her handsome neighbor. Focusing her gaze on the faint glow of the lit cigarette, she watched as he lifted it to his lips taking a slow drag. A shiver ran down her spine and Sango wondered if he’d bothered to get dressed or was he standing there watching her in no more than the white terry cloth towel she’d seen draped low on his hips a short time ago. Licking her lips in anticipation, the scantily dressed young woman stretched her arms high above her head lazily arching her back. The movement pressed the swell of her breasts against the thin fabric of her camisole top and accentuated the generous curve of her backside. Mischief twinkled in her cinnamon eyes and she briefly wondered if the mysterious man in the adjacent apartment complex got as much of a charge being a voyeur as she derived from her exhibitionism.
Sango smiled leaning against the window and pressing her body close to the frosty pane until her lips touched it leaving a perfect imprint where she’d kissed the flawless glass. Her excitement grew as she nervously toyed with the hem of her shirt before slowly dragging it up her torso and over her head shivering when the lace trim brushed over her hardened nipples. Standing in the dim light of her apartment dressed in no more than her dampening boy cut briefs Sango closed her eyes savouring the thrill of being exposed and vulnerable to the mysterious stranger next door. The soft click of the front door drew her attention and the self-conscious young woman turned from the window and made a quick dash towards her bed grabbing her discarded bedding off the floor on the way. Sango dove under the covers just before a familiar figure appeared in the doorway.
The man standing in the entryway of her bedroom chuckled low in his throat the sound rich with amusement. “You know... one day he’s gonna come over here and take you up on that offer.”
Sango gasped shocked at having been caught in such a tasteless display. She pulled the covers up over her bare shoulders as her skin flushed an embarrassed shade of pink. “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about.”