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mainstream-deviant · 5 years

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For your prompts, how about euroship and a very weird but also very romantic date? :0

I thought long and hard about what would make a “very weird but also very romantic” date, and then I suddenly realized that two words were all I needed to get started for these two: Death. T. ;)

I hope this fits what you were looking for, anon! Thanks for the excuse to write euroshipping. Lol!

Summary: One night, Ryou casually asks if Seto ever thinks his love of the macabre is a little...well, odd. Seto decides it's time for a rather unique date to show Ryou he’s not the only one who can have a twisted taste in entertainment.

Rating: PG (I have somehow made Death T cute, wtf is wrong with me)

Word Count: ~1750, below the cut or here on A03

It had been a quiet evening so far. Seto was making good progress fixing the latest mess out of the tech department – three idiots fired, and counting - and Ryou had spent the early evening putting the final touches on his latest ghoul figurine. When he finished, he'd gleefully shown off how the dangling entrails on this one had come out before putting it in the display to dry with the others. He had quite the collection of them by now, each with its own grotesque personal touches lovingly painted by hand.

But now, Seto noticed Ryou was staring into the display with a contemplative look on his face. Maybe he was halfway through fleshing out his third campaign idea of the night. That wouldn't be at all unusual. Seto would have been content to leave him to his thoughts and continue his work in silence, but Ryou’s soft voice interrupted him before he could open the next document for review.

“Does it bother you at all that I keep collecting the same things over and over? It must get a bit repetitive for you, watching me paint blood splatters for the thousandth time…”

Seto remained silent for a long moment, and then took a loud slurp of coffee from his custom-printed Blue-Eyes mug to get Ryou’s attention. Once he had it, he fiddled with his pale blue pen and looked pointedly between the small dragon figurines on his desk and the artwork on the wall. “…no.”

Ryou let out a short burst of laughter. “Yes yes, that’s an entirely fair point.” Ryou walked over, and Seto shifted in his chair so Ryou could lean against him more comfortably. “But still, I know some of your employees are rather uncomfortable with all the macabre things I keep adding to the decor. Doesn’t it ever seem a little odd to you?”

Seto scoffed. “Hardly. Conventional passions are for dweebs. And if the maid doesn’t like it, she can find employment elsewhere.” He paused to take another sip of caffeine. “It would be hypocritical for me to criticize you for building horror-themed items, at any rate.”

Ryou gave him a deadpan look. “If you think your Blue-Eyes is anything even close to horror, I haven’t educated you properly.”

Seto shook his head and brushed the statement away with a flick of his fingers. “I was referring to Death T, of course.” He lifted his coffee to his lips for another sip.

“What’s that?”

Seto raised an eyebrow. “Surely your little geek patrol told you about that.”

“I don’t think so?”

Seto scoffed and rolled his eyes. “Even after all of Joey’s horrified warnings when we started dating, he missed out on telling you about that. It’s extraordinary how he still finds new ways to be incompetent after all this time.”

Ryou poked him hard in the shoulder. “Be nice. And tell me what ‘Death T’ is. That sounds interesting.”

Seto leaned back in his chair. “Death-T is the theme park I created in an attempt to kill Yugi outright, shortly after we first met. It goes without saying that I had some issues at the time.”

He was met with silence, but the look on Ryou’s face was priceless. Seto made a snap decision then and there, and closed his laptop before holding out his hand for Ryou. “Would you care to accompany me for the evening? I’ll have the car brought around.”

Ryou gave him a huge smile and nodded as he took his hand.

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On the way, Seto gave Ryou a quick history of the event and how it had come to pass. Ryou had wavered between delightedly horrified and genuinely concerned, both for his friends and what Seto must have been going through at the time. His gentle fingers caressing Seto’s hand were comforting when he came to speaking about Mokuba’s role in the whole thing. It was still hard to talk about.

They arrived, and Seto lead Ryou towards the building. Ryou looked at the gleaming walls in confusion. “It doesn’t look very abandoned, Seto. I thought you said this was from years ago.”

“Originally, it was. But the lower floors make an excellent seasonal attraction for the Halloween crowds, and the upper levels were intended for tabletop games in the first place. There was no reason to not continue to benefit from the original build. The new version has been thoroughly safetied and the public backstory is quite different, of course.”

Ryou nodded. “Of course.” He followed Seto into the building. “Will we be able to see it all, though? It’s a little early for Halloween, yet.”

“Of course. I had Isono call ahead and have them prepare the T2 level for our arrival. I think you’ll enjoy that one more than the others.”

“And what’s on that level?”

Seto just smirked down at Ryou’s eager face. “Wait and see.” As the elevator zipped them up to the second floor, he watched Ryou’s excitement build with a sense of satisfaction. Yes, this outing would certainly worth a late report or two.

They exited the elevator into a small, plain room. There wasn’t much to see here, except for a rickety old cart with over-the-top restraints waiting for each guest. Ryou scurried right over to it, prodding at the wires with great curiosity. “Is it some sort of electric chair roller coaster, then?”

Seto followed at a more dignified pace. “It’s more of a haunted house ride than a roller coaster. There are several surprises along the way, but no sudden drops. As to the electric chair theme, there’s an option for the chairs to give small electric shocks if the guests scream – just enough to make things more interesting. The challenge is to get through the ride without reacting, in that case. Gamers like an extra challenge.”

“Sounds like fun.” Ryou looked up with an eager grin. “It must be absolutely terrifying, if you were trying to scare Yugi to death with it.”

“Not so much scare as electrocute. The original schematics had the chairs deliver a million volts, not a tiny spark.”

Ryou just blinked at him.

“As I said, I had some issues.”

The corners of Ryou’s mouth quirked up just a fraction. “ Yes, apparently. Well then, even if it’s not that scary I still want to try it. C’mon!”

Seto allowed himself to be pulled into the cart by the elbow, and helped Ryou get strapped in properly. Despite his suggestion to the contrary, Ryou insisted on having the “full experience”, shocks and all, so Seto grudgingly set his controls to react to noise. With that task completed, Ryou gave a him cheerful thumbs up, and they were off.

Ryou didn’t last long. Seto had told him he wouldn’t. As soon as the first holographic zombie came shambling into view with an overly theatric moan, he let out a little snicker. This was followed immediately by a yelp, as the cuffs gave him a zap.

“Hey, that’s not fai - ack!-“ Ryou glared at his wrist. “I was just laughi - eep!- would you- ah!- oh, piss off, you stupid machine, no one asked you.” Ryou, who by now was caught in a feedback loop of laughter and wincing, squirmed one hand out of the cuffs and slapped down on the controls to turn the shock feature off. “There. Honestly, I was just having a laugh.”

Seto tried to hide his amusement at Ryou’s adorably disgruntled expression. “How badly would it end for me if I said ‘I told you so’ right now?”

Ryou shot him a playful glare and crossed his arms, completely ignoring a holographic ghost that swooped towards them. “Quite.”

“Then I’ll refrain.” Seto leaned back and reached over to weave their fingers together as the cart rounded a corner. He also subtly stretched his legs out to move his feet away from the seats. It was just about the right time for...

Ryou let out a startled yelp when rubbery hands popped out from under the seats and batted at his ankles. The original grasping hands had been removed, for obvious legal reasons, but the sudden contact from underneath the seat was still enough to shock the hell out of even the most stoic of first-time riders. Seto chuckled a little as Ryou tucked his feet up onto the seat and stuck his tongue out at the flailing hands beneath them.

Ryou pouted at him. “A jump scare? That’s so cheap!”

“But effective. If you hadn’t already gotten annoyed with the shock feature and turned it off, that would have set it off. Those hands have taken their fair share of smug riders down a notch or two.”

“Still though. Cheap.”

Seto stuck his nose in the air, looked down at Ryou with the most ridiculously snooty look he could muster and gave a judgmental little sniff. “Nothing in Kaiba Land is cheap.” There was a beat of silence before Ryou rolled his eyes and was back to grinning, which was always worth acting like a fool.

They rounded another corner straight into a horde of mummies, and Ryou burst into incredulous laughter again. “Oh honestly, are these holograms the best your people can do? Really? They’re practically cartoons! I suppose that’s ok for kids, but it’s kind of ridiculous for the adults.” Ryou suddenly whipped around to look at Seto with wide, pleading eyes. “Please let me help redesign them. You could advertise it as a real scare. Oooh, that would be so good. Please! It would be so much fun!”

Seto threw his head back with a loud laugh. “Only if I get to be there to watch when you tell the nerd herd you’re helping redesign their death trap.”

Ryou let out a happy squeal and attacked Seto with a hug. “Done!!” Seto barely had time to lift an arm around him before Ryou was leaning back again, squirming excitedly in his seat. “I have so many ideas. We can revamp the holograms looks, of course, but there’s also something to be said for the horror that stays forever just out of your sight, and…”

Seto let Ryou’s excited babbling fill the silence between holographic moans. He rested an affectionate hand on Ryou’s knee while he nodded and hummed approval of some of the more creative ideas. Yes, t his was definitely worth ignoring the paperwork for once. It’s a shame they hadn’t come sooner.

~~~~~~~

A/N: You know they visited the murderer's room after this and Ryou acted out the part like the goober he is. ;) And what I wouldn't give to be a fly on the wall when Ryou casually brings up his "awesome date" to the rest of his friends..... Ha!

#mainy writes #fanfiction #prompt fill #euroshipping #multishipping mayhem #seto #kaiba #ryou #bakura #yugioh #ygo

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breezycheezyart · 6 years

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By Any Other Name

((FEELS FIC! I’m way too attached to the Ryou I’ve been writing but still want to embrace that Kuron theory, so here’s the result! I tried to put in as many references as I could without it being obvious, haha. But seriously, incoming feels as the Twinganes become a trio.))

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He looked out at the stars, wondering what to do now that everything he thought he was had been shattered into tiny pieces that cut into his fingers when he tried to pick them up.

“Hey little bro!” A voice like his own chirped as arms wrapped around him. “Whatcha lookin’ at?”

“Just the stars,” he responded. “I thought you were helping Coran boost the particle barrier?”

Ryou, the brother that he believed he had, huffed and sputtered. “Well I wanted to see you ‘cause you’ve been looking pretty upset and…” his voice and eyes went down, “lost.”

For that instant, Ryou’s usually chipper and easy-going demeanor was clouded by pain. In the next instant, his eyes lighted up and his smile was back.

“Come on, I have something to show you,” Ryou held his hand and dragged him away. Down long halls, around corners, and even down a few stairs. All the while, he kept chatting about how this was a really special thing and that he worked hard to get everything just right.

Down in Ryou’s personal workroom, among the parts and tools, was something big that was covered by a blanket.

“Stand here,” Ryou held him by the shoulders, barely holding back his excitement, as he made sure every little muscle was in the right spot. “Perfect!” He nearly yelled, obviously holding back and more obviously failing at holding back.

Still buzzing with cheer, Ryou nearly tripped over his own feet getting to the covered thing.

“Okay,” Ryou was bouncing up and down. “Ready?”

“I-” he was unsure. “I guess.”

With a flourish, Ryou yanked away the cloth and revealed what looked like one of the speeders the Paladins used. The shape resembled the black speeder, but was a not entirely garish shade of purple. It was sleek, and looked just as fast. Ryou was absolutely beaming and waiting for him to say something.

“Do you like it?” Ryou wrapped an arm around him again.

“Why?” His voice was small.

“Eh?” Ryou’s smile dropped for a second. “Do I really need a reason to give my little brother a gift?” It returned in triumph.

And the very sight of it sent nothing but anger through him.

“Hey,” Ryou’s voice was low and gentle. “Is something wrong? Is it the color? It’s the color isn’t it? I knew I should have gone with something lighter. Eh? Maybe white would been better.” Ryou kept rambling. His voice lost in blind and ignorant enthusiasm.

“SHUT UP!” He suddenly yelled.

“Wha-?” Ryou snapped out of his delusions and looked at him with confusion.

“JUST SHUT UP! I didn’t ask for this!” His voice cracked as a painful lump formed in his throat and his eyes watered. “I didn’t want this.”

“Th-the speeder?” Ryou’s voice was small. His eyes, already wide with worry, filled with more terror as they met with hateful glares and tears.

“I heard yelling!” Romelle, sweet as can be, nearly broke the door as she charged in with sword in hand. “Is something wrong?”

“E-everything’s fine!” Ryou shot a shaking smile, hiding his face as he tried to usher out the seven foot tall princess. “N-no need to worry Little Lady, we’re just dandy in here.”

“Are you sure Sir Ryou? You don’t seem fine,” Romelle’s ears twitched a little as she surveyed the scene.

“We’re fine Princess,” Ryou’s tone was a bit more stern. “Just give us a few minutes.”

Romelle put away her sword, though her hand still hovered over it. “Alright,” with the smallest of smiles, she gave Ryou a small kiss on his cheek. “I’m trusting you, my little dragon.”

Ryou could only nod, face barely a shade of red as he came back to the speeder as the door closed, leaving them in a tense silence.

Unable to take it anymore, he finally managed to say something. “Ryou I-”

“It’s okay,” Ryou interrupted. “I get it. And I’m not just saying that to seem nice. I really do get it. I… I’m not even supposed to be alive.”

“What?” He asked.

“It’s a long and honestly boring story, not like you’d want to hear it,” Ryou managed to chuckle a little. “But believe me when I say that I understand how you feel,” he huffed, fiddling with one of his tools, his eyes lacking all of that enthusiasm from just moments ago. He smiled again, the pain in his voice had distorted what should have been a happy image. “I’m sorry for overstepping my boundaries. I just thought,” his voice was barely holding onto so some semblance of stability and composure, “I thought we could be a family, y'know?”

No.

No no no-stop crying.

“I’ll put the speeder into storage or something,” Ryou sniffed and grabbed the blanket from the floor. “And we could forget about it.”

“How-?” he was finally able to talk. “How do you live with it?” He was close to crying as well and he didn’t know what he wanted to know.

Ryou could only smile and laugh a little. “Well, my name isn’t Takashi, so why should I try to be him?”

He looked at him with wide eyes.

“Takashi is Takashi and I’m Ryou. I’m not Takashi, and Takashi isn’t me,” Ryou wped some tears away. “He’s responsible and level-headed, I’m not. Simple when you think about it.”

“S-So if Takashi is Takashi, and you’re Ryou,” he looked down at his hands. “Then who am I?”

“That’s easy. You’re Kurou,” Ryou picked up the blanket from the floor.

“Kuro?” He frowned. “The opposite of Shiro.”

“WRONG!” Ryou suddenly yelled. “Ku meaning nine! And rou meaning waves!” Ryou made some rather… unique poses to go along with what he said. “You are the ninth wave in this war! And each one of us can make a powerful tsunami that can wipe away the Galra Empire!”

Something about that speech seemed familiar. Familiar, nostalgic even, despite his memories being false. He couldn’t help but laugh.

“Hey hey I’m being serious!” Ryou smiled, wrapping an arm around his shoulders. “Did I really say something funny?”

“No, you said something…” he thought for a second, “inspiring.”

“Haha! My Talk No Jutsu is as strong as ever!” Ryou pumped his fist in victory. “If you don’t like the name, we can always change it.”

“No, Kurou is fine,” he smiled back.

They sat on the speeder, the silence a little more comfortable now.

“It would look nice in white,” he gently brushed his fingers over the controls. He looked at Ryou and saw the biggest grin.

“Wanna help repaint it?” Ryou damn near purred.

“After breakfast,” he lightly punched Ryou’s arm. “I’m sure your little lady is worried about you.”

Ryou’s face turned as red as a tomato. “Yep yep,” he rubbed the back of his neck. “Let’s go,” he hopped to his feet and stretched. “Y'know,” he smiled, “if anyone gives you trouble, or if you’re just feeling alone, I’ll be there when you need me.”

In such a short amount of time, that smiled had changed. What he believed to be stubborn optimism was in fact a face of determination. He should have known, having Takashi’s memories and all, that this was the smile of a man who had spent a life time being compared to someone “better”. Years upon years of being asked if he was the evil twin, if they could read each other’s minds or not, and constantly hearing how much “better” Takashi was.

And instead of letting it become hate and loathing, Ryou had decided to become himself. He agreed with them, Takashi was “better” at certain things, but there were things that Ryou was “better” at as well.

Soon eough, he would have his own talents as well, talents that were his own and weren’t Takashi’s or Ryou’s.

“Is everything okay?” Romelle asked as soon as they stepped out of the workroom.

“Everything is fine!” Ryou flashed a thumbs up. “Sir Ryou has taken care of things!”

He followed them as they all walked to the dining table. At first, he thought he had simply faded into the back of their minds, as nearly everything did when Ryou and Romelle happened to be in a room together, but the little glances Ryou shot at him told a different story.

Those glances told him that he would always be a top priority. No matter what, no matter when, his big brother would always for him.

His name was Kurou, and he was part of a family.

—————–

Shiro gets another brother god bless. AND RYOUMELLE. THANK YOU FOR THIS FIC!!

#submission #twinganes #ryou #princess romelle #ryoumelle #Breezy's Birthday #it took me a little bit to realize that that wasn't Takashi Ryou was talking to asdfghjkl #Takashi and Ryou have a grumpy little brother aaaaw #the ryoumelle was super cute aaaah #also the naruto refs vniaoghaelkj #all of them are nerds

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musicprincess655 · 6 years

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Youichi thought, all things considered, this week hadn’t gone as badly as it could have. He wasn’t dead, for one thing, and neither was Miyuki. For another thing, Jun seemed pretty optimistic about finding a solution quickly, so Youichi was trying to also be an optimist.

Ryou hadn’t been thrilled about having to wait for the weekend, but Jun was a grad student, and Youichi wasn’t exactly drowning in free time, and it wasn’t like they could drop everything and work on this problem exclusively. They’d still have to go back to their normal lives after all this was over.

Despite being annoyed with the entire situation, Ryou had seemed to find some resignation, and he wasn’t actively angry anymore, which was doing wonders for Youichi’s blood pressure. They’d found that the better they got along, the farther they could stretch the bond, until Ryou was free to sit in the lounge of the buildings where Youichi had classes if he didn’t want to sit in. He’d taken to poking at Miyuki to amuse himself at home, which had only been funny for the first day before Youichi started to worry they were going to end up killing each other. It wasn’t perfect, but it was getting better.

And hopefully, by the end of today, they’d have a real solution, or at least the workings of one. Youichi knocked on Jun’s door, here with Ryou and Miyuki for the How do we remove the bond meeting.

“There’s someone at the door,” he heard Jun call from inside.

“I got it,” he heard in reply, a voice he recognized as Jun’s boyfriend, Tetsu.

“The door.”

“I heard, I’m going.”

“DOOR!”

“I’VE GOT IT!”

Tetsu opened the door, face falling back to impassive.

“Hello, Kuramochi-kun, Miyuki-kun.”

Ryou looked taken aback. Youichi didn’t blame him. Tetsu and Jun took some getting used to.

“It’s a werewolf thing,” he explained. “Jun’s weird about the door. We just roll with it.”

“Like a dog?” Ryou asked.

“Yes, but don’t say that to his face.”

“And he’s going to fix this? I wasn’t aware that werewolves could use magic.”

“We can’t,” Jun said as they entered the living room. Masako and his first year flatmate were already there, which meant they weren’t waiting for anyone else. “But that doesn’t mean I don’t know how spells work. I’m not getting a master’s degree in spell design for nothing. I just have to throw Kuramochi a few free meals to test my theories out for me.”

Ryou gave Youichi a look that said really? Youichi shrugged. He was a simple man with simple needs, and free food was free food.

“So I see your werewolf seems to know what he’s talking about,” Ryou said silkily. “What I don’t understand is why we have so many people here.”

“Weeeellllll.” Youichi dragged the word out, looking around the crowded living area. “Miyuki’s here because he lives with us, and he kind of deserves to know what’s going on, even if he’s been nothing but a bitch about this whole thing.”

“I just want to know when I’ll stop having to share my space with a demon,” Miyuki said from where he was perched on a chair. “No offense meant.”

“Offense was definitely meant,” Ryou shot back. Miyuki shrugged.

“Anyways,” Youichi stepped in before an argument could start. “Masuko-san is here because he’s better at troubleshooting spells gone wrong than Jun-san is.”

“Uga.”

“…Right. Tetsu-san is here because he lives here, of course.” Tetsu nodded in their direction, busy with setting up a shogi board. Miyuki was inching away from him slowly. “And, frankly, I’m not sure why Sawamura is here.”

Sawamura was only a few feet from Ryou, staring at him unblinkingly.

“He was interested in seeing a demon, and I saw no harm in bringing him along,” Masuko offered.

“If he pokes me I’m taking the hand off,” Ryou threatened.

“Sawamura. For the love of fuck,” Youichi sighed. “Don’t poke the demon.”

“He’s a lot more useful as an ace with both hands attached,” Miyuki said, trying to fend off Tetsu’s shogi advances.

“You do care!” Sawamura broke eye contact with Ryou to beam at Miyuki.

“Well. You’re interesting,” Miyuki said. “I wouldn’t say you’re good, but I have Nori and Tanba-san for good aces. You’re the entertainment.”

“MIYUKI KAZUYA!”

At least Sawamura was too busy yelling at Miyuki to bother Ryou anymore.

“Tetsu’s only here because he lives here?” Ryou asked. “He’s not going to help?”

“I mean, he’ll probably hang out and keep Jun-san on track, but there’s not much he can do.”

“There’s not much a witch can do to help?”

“Oh. No. Tetsu-san’s not a witch.”

Ryou looked at where Tetsu was playing shogi with Sawamura, who Miyuki had very obviously used as a human shield. Poor kid was too dumb to get himself out of this.

“He’s not a witch? Is he fae?”

“No. Tetsu-san’s human.”

Ryou didn’t look convinced.

“He has such a presence, he has no magic blood?”

“Nope.”

“Inconceivable.”

Youichi shrugged, turning to Jun and Masuko. Tetsu seemed to be doing a good job keeping Sawamura and Miyuki occupied, which was probably for the best, because while Miyuki had a lot of power for a familiar, his specialty was combat, not spell theory. And Sawamura was only a first year. He wouldn’t have enough background theory training to be much help.

“So what are we…?” Youichi trailed off as Jun stalked to the window. He threw it open and leaned out.

“OI! ONE V ONE ME, ASSHOLE!” he shouted out. Youichi looked at Tetsu, lost for words.

“Mailman,” Tetsu said by way of explanation.

“Is this just a werewolf thing, or…?”

“I think it’s a combination of that and a grudge for that time the guy lost his subscription to Shoujo Comic,” Tetsu explained. “Babe, if the guy hasn’t fought you yet, he’s not going to.”

Jun slammed the window shut, muttering something that sounded like “paid a lot of money for that to be delivered” under his breath.

“Okay,” he said, sitting down and bringing everything back on task. “Here’s what I’m thinking. I know Rei-san thinks there’s a chance one or both of you could die with a simple unbinding spell, but I see no harm in trying it on a small scale.”

“Meaning…?”

“I got plants.”

Jun pointed out two small succulents on the table.

“I already bound them similarly to how you two are bound,” he said. “Adjusted because plants can’t cast the spell, of course.”

“Of course,” Ryou said. He looked intrigued, though. “Now what?”

“Now, we try to unbind them with a standard spell,” Jun said, moving the succulents into a pre-drawn circle. “Masuko, you taking notes?”

Masuko nodded, holding up his clipboard.

“Kuramochi, here’s the spell you’re using,” Jun said.

“Me?”

“You’re probably gonna have to be the one unbinding Ryou. We should control variables.”

Youichi nodded, taking the spell. It was simple enough, corresponding directly to the circle Jun had drawn. He read through the chant, looking up every so often to see if it was having any effect.

It was. Just not the effect he was hoping for.

By the time Youichi was done reading the chant, the two succulents had been reduced to nothingness. Masuko scribbled the results down furiously.

“Okay. So I guess that’s a no go,” Jun said. Understatement of the damn year.

“We could look into unwrapping the binding from their individual cells,” Masuko suggested.

“Nah, that’s too energy intensive, Kuramochi might kill himself trying that,” Jun countered. The two of them fell into a discussion that Youichi couldn’t really follow, using theories that were too abstract for his second year knowledge. He turned to go hang out with Tetsu, Miyuki, and Sawamura while they finished talking it out. He didn’t get far, though, because Sawamura was in the doorway, staring at the table with wide eyes. He must’ve seen the experiment.

“Is that what’s going to happen to you?” he asked.

“No,” Youichi assured him. The kid could be a little annoying, but his heart was in the right place. Even if he was always too loud about it. “We just have to figure something else out.”

“I won’t let that happen to you!” Sawamura promised. Youichi appreciated the sentiment, even if he didn’t think there was much he could do. “I, Sawamura Eijun, will find the solution!”

“Good luck with that,” Youichi grumbled. Way too loud. At least he wasn’t the constant focus of the kid’s attention like Miyuki was.

“You’re about ten years too early to make a claim like that,” Miyuki said, dropping his arm around Sawamura’s shoulders. Sawamura scowled, trying to shove Miyuki’s arm off, but Miyuki hung on like a limpet. Youichi couldn’t really blame him for taking out his frustrations on Sawamura. The kid snapped back so easily to the slightest bait, and Miyuki had had to deal with Ryou for a week. Sawamura was probably refreshing, if you were a shit like Miyuki that liked winding people up until they blew up in your face.

“I’ll show you, Miyuki Kazuya!” Sawamura snapped.

“I’ll believe it when I see it,” Miyuki replied, laughing. At least they both looked like they were having fun. Youichi kicked Sawamura in the backs of his legs.

“Not so loud,” he growled. “Use your inside voice.”

Honestly, after the week he’d had, he just wanted an hour of peace. He’d lose his damn mind if even one more thing went wrong.

It was at that moment that he noticed a dark smoke flowing into the apartment. It was a lot more concentrated than regular smoke, though. It reminded him a lot of when Ryou had first shown up in the summoning circle, before he’d solidified into his current form.

“Jun-san!” Youichi called. There was no way he was dealing with another demon alone. Jun came sprinting into the room, Masuko, Miyuki, and Sawamura hot on his heels. Jun took one look at the smoke and moved for Masuko. As a werewolf, he could deal with most creatures on earth, but he didn’t have the magic to fight a demon.

The smoke coalesced, but didn’t settle into a form. For some reason, Youichi felt like it was staring at them, assessing them. What did it want?

He felt Ryou stiffen beside him. He was about to ask what was wrong, but the other demon spoke before he had a chance.

“Aniki?” it asked.

“What are you doing here?” Ryou asked, his voice tight. “You’re supposed to be back in Hell.”

Youichi looked back and forth between the two.

“Aniki?”

Ryou sighed.

“Kuramochi, meet my little brother,” he said heavily, waving his hand in the other demon’s direction. The other demon finally shifted from its smoky form into the shape of a boy, about the same height as Ryou, with the same shade of pink hair. He had two cats with him, one cradled in his arms and one standing protectively in front of him.

Irrational as it was, Youichi felt nothing but the need to protect when he saw this demon. Ryou’s little brother didn’t share any of the sense of danger he felt from Ryou.

“What are you doing here?” Ryou asked again. “You know the rules.”

“You’ve been gone for a week,” the other demon protested. “You’ve never been gone that long without sending me a message. I was worried. And I brought the cats, and I was careful.”

“Because I definitely trust Yggdrasil to protect you,” Ryou replied sarcastically. “At least you brought Nyarlathotep too.”

“You named your cats after a Lovecraft monster and the Norse tree of life?” Sawamura asked. Youichi stared. How did Sawamura know that? Maybe the kid wasn’t as stupid as he’d thought at first.

“Technically, my brother named his cat after the Norse tree of life,” Ryou replied. “Everyone, this is Haruichi. Haruichi, these are the people trying to get me unbound from this idiot.”

He gestured at Youichi.

“You bound my brother?” Haruichi asked, looking about as threatening as a six week old kitten.

“Accidentally. And I’m working on fixing it,” Youichi said. “We’re looking for a solution.”

Haruichi considered them all, eyes invisible behind his bangs.

“I want to help,” he said finally.

“You will do no such thing,” Ryou said. “You’re going back to Hell where you belong.”

“No,” Haruichi said.

“Go home.”

“No.”

“It’s dangerous for you here.”

“I already managed to get a contract.”

“You did what?”

Of all people, Sawamura was the one that broke them up.

“Why don’t you come to the library with me on Monday?” he suggested. Everyone stared at him. “What? I have a two hour break between my classes on Mondays. You just said you needed to do research. I said I’d help.”

Youichi was going to have a tumor just like Jun.

“I don’t like this,” Ryou said.

“I know you don’t,” Haruichi said. “But I’m not leaving until you come home with me.”

Youichi was going to lose his mind.

#kuraryou #fydna #dailydaiya #daiya no a #ace of diamond #dna #my writing #elt #magic au

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If It Were Me Chapter 3: Towards the Western Land

Y'all. This is purely shit. Like a pink troll just came up to you, bent over and shit glitter EVERYWHERE. Yeah. That's what happened to this chapter. Tagging my girls because they are my rocks and my muses. @inunanna @lacyjaybird @keichanz @adorableears7 @kags09 @inukag-4ever Also, @gypsin @shardetector @grapefruitwannabe @artistefish @mmhinman @mustardyellowsunshine @kagomeforever and all the others that showed any interest in this syory. I hope y'all enjoy. My cell does not allow italics or bolding on this one. 😡 so it may be slightly confusing. I'm posting this via my cell, while I wait on help to arrive and jump start my car.... 😂 I'm a moron most days. Anyway, on with the chapter. ---IIWM--- Previously on If It Were Me: Kagome shook her head. “I know a mountain that holds the castle of the Lord Inu no Tashio. The people of the castle concealed it after his death, and rumor has it, it’s now abandoned.” Inuyasha’s ears perked up as he stood. “Take me to it.” She shook her head. “It’s too dangerous.” “So. I have some weird blood flinging power and you have your sacred arrows. We’ll be fine.” Kagome sighed. “Do you really think this is wise?” “I’m the son of the Lord of the West. You’re the Guardian of the Sacred Jewel. I think we got this.” He extended a clawed hand to her and she gratefully took it. “Fine. Let’s go. It’s a three day travel. I warn you, the terrain is tough for someone who is not used to this climate.” She stepped towards the West, Inuyasha following close behind her, hands shoved in his pockets. “Will you be okay, yer shoulder and all?” Kagome cocked her head to the side and smiled with a nod. “It keeps getting better each moment. Crazy how fast that medicine is working.” “Good. Then let’s do this.” He wanted to see the castle his father inhabited, and maybe learn a few things about his family and his demonic side that his father never told him. Plus, a few more days with Kagome wouldn’t be so bad, though hell would have to freeze over before he would admit to such a thing. The priestess in mind kept a steady pace ahead of him with a smile on her face. Kagome was happy he was staying a bit longer too, but he didn’t need to know that either, thus his ego would get to big. Giggling, she peered over her shoulder to see him looking at her. When their gazes locked, they both blushed and averted their eyes. It was going to be an interesting few days. Thus, their journey has just begun. ---IIWM--- Towards the Western Lands Two days on the road with Kagome were a little more difficult than Inuyasha had imagined. Being a male, and only having an older brother, he had forgotten that women had very specific needs. Even though his mother was very much a woman, he didn't exactly take notice of her feminine hygiene. The duo had camped out near hot springs both of the previous days because Kagome was determined to smell her best while in the company of a man. Kagome had pinched his right, upper arm flab- or Bingo Wings, as some people liked to call it- when he huffed for the fourth time that morning. His arm still hurt so Inuyasha decided it was best not to argue with her. The half-demon honestly had no idea why she was so worried. He actually thought the pure priestess smelled great, like the forest and sunshine. How does sunshine have a smell, idiot? Inuyasha shook his head. If he had said that aloud, Kagome would either have accused him of being mental or a pervert. Clearing his throat with a cough into a closed fist, he settled on not saying a word as Kagome scouted for the perfect campsite. Kagome stopped mid-stride and pointed to a large tree off to the far side of the dirt road. “That looks like a nice spot, what do you think Inuyasha?” Sighing, the half-demon stretched his arms and laced his fingers behind his head. “We’re stopping again, wench?” Kagome shot him a glare over her shoulder causing him to shrink back slightly -a habit he developed dealing with his mother’s temper- and throw his hands up in mock defense as he nodded. “Fine. It's fine.” Inuyasha had learned that Kagome had a temper that rivaled with his mother's. He walked to a nearby tree and sat down cross legged. Inuyasha noticed his uniform was beyond dirty and his hair had collect enough twigs and leaves to construct a fire pit. Kagome made her way towards him and set down her bow and quiver. Settling beside Inuyasha, she reached out and undid his hair tie. As a reflex, Inuyasha jumped away from her. “Oi, what are you doing?” “I am removing the various items that have collected in your hair for the past two days. The sun will be setting in about an hour. So you can go wash up first and I will clean your clothes. Maybe your father’s castle will have something for you to wear.” Giving her a look that screamed, should I trust you, Inuyasha saw her blue eyes light up as she smiled which caused his accusations to dissipate. Leaning back into her touch, he cast a golden glance over his shoulder.“Hey, are ya feeling any better?” Kagome’s smile widened. “I am.” Inuyasha arched a brow over the same narrowed eye he was assessing her with. Kagome sighed. “It’s sore, but there is no pain. The herbs are working wonders and it’s healing just fine. Now, just relax.” Still uncertain, he stared at her for a moment, before he shrugged and turned back to face the west. Kagome concentrated her power to see past his glamour where the target of her desire hid from normal human eyes. The miko was so careful with his ears and it amazed Inuyasha at her tenderness. He only had to growl once when she accidently ran her fingers over the soft fur. Giggling like a school-girl, Kagome regained her posture and continued removing the debris. She took the time to take in Inuyasha’s form. He had to be the most handsome man she’d ever met and since she spent fifty of her supposedly sixty-eight years of life pinned to a tree, that was the best she could ask for. At the moment the half demon was laid back and calm, however she knew that wasn’t exactly his personality. He had a foul mouth ninety percent of the time and honestly he had no idea how to talk to women, but he sure knew how to treat one. His mother must be an angel. Her thoughts cut short when Inuyasha leaned his head back to look at her. The glamour flickered, but when it was clear again, Kagome sighed. Those golden eyes. “Done wench? The bath sounded like an okay idea.” He muttered. “Oh!” Shaking off the mesmerizing trance his eyes put her in, Kagome pointed right. “Of course. Just go to the hot spring down the hill, and I will take your clothes to the river on our left.” “You want me to get naked and walk to the hot spring from here?” Kagome laughed. “Yes, or would you rather me walk with you, watch you strip, and then take your clothes?” Inuyasha grinned. “If ya wanted to see me naked, all ya had to do was ask.” Once his brain registered the words he had spoken, he immediately regretted them. Scare her off why don’t cha? Spending way too much damn time with Ryou. She didn’t know her face could get so hot. “I—well you see—wait—what?” Trying to play cool and save face, Inuyasha laughed, “I was kidding.” He stood and walked behind the tree. Quickly stripping, he wondered if he should give up his underwear. It dawned on Inuyasha that he probably should incase there wasn’t anything else at the castle. Did men even wear underwear in this era? “Here.” He flung the clothes around the tree. Before she could utter a single word, Inuyasha was already halfway to the hot spring. Laughing, Kagome gathered his clothes and headed to the river. Once she got there, she started separating his clothes out of the bundled up wad Inuyasha had rolled them in. A small thud sounded against the rocky shore and she spotted Inuyasha’s rosary. He had been wearing it from the time they left the village, since he wasn’t one hundred percent sure about his surroundings in her era, but he had just taken it off for whatever reason, and for that she was more than grateful. He was beautiful in any form, but who could pass up on those ears and molten orbs? Not sure what to do with the rosary, Kagome simply placed it around her slender neck. The cool beads felt nice against her skin. “Dog-boy sure has nice taste.” Kagome giggled when she recalled the moment she had demanded he sit next to her by the well. The look that crossed his face was priceless, no doubt he thought she was using the term because he was in fact half dog-demon. “Sit . I can’t believe how cliché that is.” Releasing the fang she was holding, Kagome began to wash his clothes, unaware of the red tint the rosary was suddenly surrounded in. ---IK--- The water was fucking hot. Inuyasha stood there for a moment; the temperature of the isolated spring even moreso hotter than that of a hot tub. He slowly waded in, letting his balls get acquainted with the temperature, before settling down. Finally all the aching muscles in his legs and feet gave into the relaxation and he sighed. “Oh yeah.” He dunked his head back and ran his fingers through his hair. Standing, he shook his head like a mad dog before tying it back so he could rest comfortably against a rock. Inuyasha figured Kagome would come for him before too long so he leaned against the boulder and let the calming steam surround him. It wasn’t so bad until thoughts of a certain raven haired beauty came to his vision in nothing but her birthday suit. His eyes snapped opened before he shook his head. “Oh no, not her.” He grumbled. He couldn’t be attracted to her. He would be gone in a few days, hopefully, so he could not, should not, would not get attached to her. Stop picturing her naked. “Inuyasha. I have your clothes laying out to dry.” Kagome’s voice drifted out from behind a tree and he could see her hand waving to him. “Uh, thanks. Can you throw me my underwear?” “Um, but you don’t have a fundoshi.” Inuyasha ran his palm down his face. “No, but I have underwear. The blue briefs are what my era calls a fundoshi.” How could I forget about fucking fundoshi? Kagome laughed. “Oh. These? Incoming!” The boxers made a flop on the rocks beside the hot spring. “I’ll be at the camp site. I took the liberty of gathering wood for a fire.” Before he could answer she shouted out. “And hurry up. It’s my turn.” He grinned. In a teasing voice he shouted back. “You could just join me.” Kagome was silent for a moment, but soon she appeared from behind the tree. “You don’t mind?” He gaped at her before burying himself deeper into the water. Hold up. I was only kidding. He thought, only no words would come out of his mouth. Moving closer, she motioned towards his briefs. “I’ll leave mine on too. The bandages are not in the way of my cleansing.” Inuyasha gulped, but nodded anyway and slipped on his briefs as she turned away to strip behind a rock. Kagome returned wearing the bandages that tightly supported her breasts and a koshimaki that she lifted and tied between her thighs. Inuyasha thought the thin material looked like a diaper the way she had wrapped herself up, but it was a little hard not to notice how the thin white material became see through once she waded into the water across from him. She sat down and gently began washing. Not once making eye contact with the handsome half-demon in front of her. Inuyasha had to tear his gaze away- it was like ripping a bandaid off of a hairy arm-, but once she began to clean her face and neck, he noticed his rosary against her porcelain skin. “Kagome, is that my charm?” Delicate hands stopped mid rinse as her eyes snapped open and she gasped. “Oh! I’m sorry! I forgot about it. I was- um washing your clothes and it had fallen out. I didn’t have anywhere to put it so I put it on so I wouldn’t lose it. I know how important it is to you.” She hastily shot out her excuse as she reached to take it off. Inuyasha was baffled for a moment before he let out a laugh. “Calm down. I was only curious. You can wear it. It's not like I have to have it right now. I’ll let ya know when I need it.” He didn’t know what possessed him to let her keep it on for the time being, but the words flew out of his mouth as if he was destined to say them. Kagome nodded and continued cleaning herself. A blush appeared on her cheeks and she kept her eyes cast downward. She was tempting, even for his age he knew how bad he had it for the beautiful woman. Maybe it was just lust, he was just lusting after her body. She was fit with her tight belly, decent size breasts, full hips and a round butt to top it off. Now that she was wearing something that was his, something very important to him- well, it didn’t help his case of blue balls. Lust. That was it. He was a man after all, but that didn’t stop the thoughts running through his head. Think of Sesshomaru naked. That worked, yeah- he was good. Kagome smiled. “Inuyasha?” He snapped his attention back to her. “Yeah?” She was making her way over to him and his breathing hitched. “Would you mind washing my back? I know we changed the dressing this morning, but I can still feel the hardened paste from the herbs Kaede sent with us.” He nodded and wet his hands. Careful of his claws, he slowly massaged the green paste from below the bandages on her arm and back. It was a little hard to get off, but he finally chipped the last of it away. She sunk below the surface as he moved his hands tenderly across her back. Kagome wasn’t sure how relationships acted in his time, but she thought he must be with someone at his age. “Are you married, Inuyasha?” That question stumped him and he retracted his hands quickly. “Say what now?” She turned to see a very confused look on his face. “Married. Do the wedding customs differ in your time? Many of the young adult villagers are married. Eighteen is considered an adult. We have villagers as young as eleven marry.” Inuyasha laughed. “No. They are very different. In my time, many people are still not married and some are a lot older than eighteen.” Her face twisted. “Seriously?” He nodded. “So you are not?” “No and I am not seeing anyone either.” That was a lie. He wasn’t sure what possessed him to say that. He had been seeing Haruka on and off for the past six months, but he honestly didn't consider it a steady relationship. “Oh.” Was all she seemed to have left to say. “Demons don’t marry in the way humans do. Half demons don’t either. Demons mate for life. My father mated my human mother and in doing so he was able to share his life span with her. Demons can live for centuries so now she can live as long as my father does. I’m half-demon so if I were to marry a human, I would share my life span with her, except we wouldn’t live as long as full blooded demons do. When two full blooded demons mate, nothing changes except their bond. Neither would have to share their life span to keep their mate alive. My half-brother mated a full blooded, wind demon-” “Brother?” “Sesshomaru-” “Sesshomaru is your brother?” Kagome seemed almost appauld. “Half-brother and I forgot he lived this era too. Have you ever met him?” “Only once, cold hearted bastard.” Kagome crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes. “He killed without mercy and left with no remorse.” Inuyasha halted all movement. “I didn’t do anything so put those veins back in yo7r forehead.” When she presented him with a small smile, he reached over to poke her in the cheek. “You can do better than that. Come on.” Kagome giggled and Inuyasha grinned as he continued to remove the remaining dried paste. “He ain't that way anymore. I mean he’s still a bastard, but he doesn’t kill now. Like I mentioned before he’s mated to a wind demoness named Kagura.” “That’s someone I’ve never met.” She placed her finger to her chin, as she thought to recall the name. “Nope, no wind demoness’ in my lifetime, but I have been passed out for fifty years.” Kagome laughed at her own joke. Inuyasha rolled his eyes with a snort as he rinsed off her back. “Done.” Kagome turned to him and smiled. “Thank you.” The half demon locked eyes with the priestess. She was missing fifty years of her life, but in his eyes it was like a blessing. He was glad he was able to meet her now and while she was still young. Does that make me a bad person for being happy she was pinned to the tree for fifty years so I could meet her by chance? Inuyasha shook his head when her voice interrupted his thoughts. “Let’s get back to camp. I am starving.” Nodding, they stood and walked back to camp after they gathered their clothes. Once they got settled around the fire, he noticed a dead rabbit lying by the rigged skewers she had set up next to the fire. “You killed it?” Kagome nodded once as she smiled wide. She looked so proud of herself. He watched her walk over to the fallen animal and pick it up. Pulling a knife from her quiver, she looked at him and crouched down before turning her back. “Oi, woman, what cha doin’?” Kagome glanced over her shoulder. “I have to skin it and gut it so I can cook it.” He walked over to her and looked at the animal. The priestess brought the knife down to skin it. “How do you cook food in your time?” “A stove mostly.” Her confused expression caused him to elaborate. “It’s a device used for cooking. You can cook on the top of it or inside of it. Really, it’s not as complicated as I make it sound.” Either she didn’t care, or she was too confused to care, and she turned away and finished her task. Soon she had the rabbit skewed and roasting over the heat of the fire. “Damn. It actually smells good I don't think I’ve ever had rabbit like this before.” “I'm glad you approve so far. Wait until you taste it. I use to cook quite often. Rabbit stew was my specialty. However, I had the tendency to cook enough for the whole village.” She rotated the rabbit. “I’m not used to cooking small proportions. So the village started to contribute once a week for me to cook the stew. Other nights we would eat rice balls and fish.” “That river that runs in front of the village must be a nice accommodation for you.” He tried to continue the small talk. “It is.” She pulled the rabbit up and took a small taste. “Perfect. Here taste.” Kagome pulled a small piece off the side and extended the offer to him. Inuyasha didn't move at first, but then Kagome huffed and moved closer until she was directly beside him. A faint blush crossed their features as she offered him the bite once more, this time he accepted it as he opened wide. Kagome placed the piece in his mouth. When his tongue accidentally touched her thumb and pointer finger, Kagome jumped at the sensation. Inuyasha tried not to let her see him grin. The two ate in utter silence. So much for the small talk. Inuyasha thought. He finished his portion of the meal and stood to grab his clothes hanging from a nearby branch. The damp underwear was a little uncomfortable in his uniform, but he would have to make do. He did not want to know what a fundoshi was that men wore in this time. Soon, Kagome yawned and settled back against the trunk of a large tree. Inuyasha had decided in order to watch over the miko better, he would perch himself in the same tree so he could see farther distances and hear better from each direction. Kagome set her weapons in her lap and wrapped her arms around them loosely. “Goodnight, Inuyasha.” The half-demon grunted in response. Sleep was looming over him and he gave in to the temptations before he even realized Kagome had fallen asleep minutes before. His last thoughts were what a catch the pure priestess actually was. ---IK--- Kikyou was dreading looking for Kagome. She honestly did not want to kill her cousin, but now that she was awake, Naraku would do anything to get rid of her and whatever demon had come to grab her attention. She wasn’t even sure if Kagome was still alive, if the aura of the demon she had sensed was actually as powerful as she thought. In all honesty, Kagome could be dead already. Which would save me the trouble. Kikyou wasn’t sure what possessed her to hate her cousin so much. The pure priestess was a gentle soul, so full of life and love. Maybe Kikyou was jealous, as Kaede had always put it. “Ye really crossed the line Kikyou. Going after Onigumo the way you did.” The young girl had told her sister after Kagome had caught them kissing one afternoon. Of course Onigumo had denied the act, but he knew Kagome was no fool. “Ye are just jealous that Kagome finally found love and it had nothing to do with the sacred jewel.” Oh but it did, dear sister. The jewel was Onigumo’s target all along. When Kagome had found him that fateful day, he had no idea who she actually was, but after a few weeks with her, realization struck him. Kagome was the guardian of the Shikon no Tama and he wanted it, no he desired it. The whole falling in love and spending the rest of his life with Kagome was a lie. He never wanted the guardian, never wanted a life with her, he only wanted the jewel she protected. Or so he had told Kikyou. When Onigumo and Kikyou met, all he could do was fawn over her. Onigumo used Kagome, used her for his own selfish reasons and love had nothing to do with it. He had promised Kagome that he would love her forever, but only when she became a free woman. However, he swore to Kikyou that each day he was with her he loved her more than he could express. She believed him and that was her downfall. They advised a plan to get rid of Kagome so Kikyou could have everything she wanted; Onigumo, and the true love of a man. She didn’t need to possess the jewel anymore, but he did. Onigumo wanted to possess the power it held so he could reign supreme in all the lands. The only thing in their way was Kagome. He told Kikyou to kill her, to get the pink marble and they could finally be free and live together like man and wife. The older priestess had agreed to the whole thing and went to her cousin begging for forgiveness for the actions she had displayed with Onigumo. Kikyou’s apology was nothing but a ploy to get close to Kagome, but being the woman Kagome was, her heart far bigger than most, she forgave the older priestess. Kikyou took her chance to take the sacred pearl, but failed in the end. When Kikyou escaped empty handed, a thought struck her like a lightning bolt; she could give Onigumo the powers he wanted without the jewel. The priestess dabbled in black magic, mixing herbs and other various items until a large cloud of purple smoke rose from her mixing bowl. Kikyou poured the contents into a small tin, and went off to find Onigumo. He was resting under a tree when she approached him. Standing he reached a hand out to her. “Where is the jewel?” “I was unable to get it.” He had a scowl on his face. “You told me you would get the jewel, Kikyou. Do you not love me? Am I not worth this small task?” She nodded eagerly. “Of course, which is why I brought this.” She shifted her haori and brought forth the covered tin. “Drink this and I can give you the power of 1000 demons.” Onigumo snatched the silver tin up and downed the contents. Kikyou pulled a small blade from her haori and swiftly plunged it deep into his chest, directly into his heart. He let out a vigorous scream as she had begun to chant, a white ring surrounded them. Onigumo was on his knees, the deep, red blood dripping from his wound and her hands. The light disappeared and a swarm of demons came rushing forth from the sky. Kikyou fell back out of the way as Onigumo absorbed them into his body. “Onigumo, your body is restored.” Kikyou announced. She stood and walked to him. Placing her hand in the center of his back, she ran her fingers over a large spider-shaped scar. He stood there, adjusting to his new flesh. His eyes blood red, his hair grew far too long and the color of midnight, and his voice became ever so empty. “You know what I need?” The voice was deeper, colder, evil. "Yes, Onigumo.” “Call me Naraku.” He laughed and pulled her to him. Quickly she fell into his arms as he kissed her passionately. Naraku had pulled her to him, turning to press her against the tree. He gently pulled her hakamas down running his hands up her now bare thighs. Bracing Kikyou against the tree trunk, he brought her leg up to wrap around his narrowed waist. Once situated, he entered her, quickly thrusting into Kikyou’s warm body as she used his shoulders to steady her balance. Soon he had both her legs around him, pounding vigorously inside of her lithe body. Both gave a cry of pleasure as Naraku dropped her slowly to her feet and pulled free. It ended as quickly as it happened. That was also the night he had taken Kaede’s eye. The once young child had tried to protect Kagome from Naraku who had shaped himself into Kikyou’s form. Kaede knew something was wrong with the person before them and she attempted to shoot an arrow towards him. Naraku laughed at her attempt and shot forth a cluster of tentacles from his arm which Kaede desperately tried to dodge. Kaede cried out as they impaled her, tearing a gash into her shoulder and eye. Kikyou had been oblivious to his plan and her young sister had paid the price. “And all of it was for the stupid Shikon no Tama.” She muttered. Shaking her head the dead priestess kept walking to Kaede’s village. Kikyou needed to pay her sister a visit, and if Kagome was there, so be it. ---IK--- “Inuyasha? You awake?” Kagome’s voice came out a little louder than she meant for it to. Inuyasha woke with a start, falling from the tree branch he was resting on. “What the hell, wench?!” Kagome suppressed a laugh as he stood rubbing his sore backside. “It’s time to get going.” She nodded towards the mountains in the distance. “We should be there before dark.” Inuyasha grinned. “We can get there faster if you climb on.” He knelt down and waited for her to move. “Are you sure?” She cocked her head and placed her bow and quiver on her back. “Yes, now get on, we ain’t got all day.” She could tell he was getting a bit irritated, so she climbed on, minding his long hair and held on tight. “Alright. Hold on!” With that, he pushed off the ground with a powerful thrust causing the beautiful woman on his back to gasp. Oh I’m going to enjoy this. He gripped her thighs firmer as she held on to his shoulders a little tighter. Kagome squealed with delight as Inuyasha bounced off towards the West. She opened her cerulean blue eyes only to narrow them as the wind whipped her in the face. However, she was still able to experience the beauty around her. It was sight Kagome had never seen. From the height in which he was jumping to, the miko was able to get a whole new outlook on her homeland. The leaves were multiple shades of green and moved fluently with the gentle wind. The sunlight ricocheted off the water producing a sparkling diamond like effect. She was in awe. Kagome's left hand tightened on his left shoulder as her right arm extended up in the air as if giving the sky a high five. Taking a deep breath and closing her eyes, Kagome gave off an excited whoo-hoo as she threw her head back. Inuyasha almost missed his next landing, but as he glanced over his shoulder and witnessed the pure joy etched across her face, he smiled. The sun was hitting her just right, making her glow like one of her sacred arrows. When Kagome finally opened her eyes to look directly into his golden orbs- a mega-watt smile plastered across her face- he couldn't help think--- Kagome was the greatest, fucking woman he had ever met. He just wasn't sure what exactly how he was supposed to assess the feeling he was starting to get the past few days. A matching blush spread over the bridge of their noses and they both turned away. However, neither one released the grip they had beneath their fingers as if they truly didn't want to. The spark that had ignited between them was starting to grow and no one would be able to extinguish it. Ever. ---TBC---

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