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Higurashi When They Cry Hou Ch. 5 Meakashi pt. 22

Skipping ahead a bit, we rejoin Keiichi and Shion in the torture shack. Or as the manga refers to it: the Saiguden. Which I can only presume means ritual storehouse, but that's fan translations for you isn't it? All according to keikaku and so on. Shion takes Keiichi through the torture basement where at some point between last time she was here and now she decided to dispose of the bodies of Kimiyoshi and Satoko. Which seems an odd choice if her aim is to convince Keiichi that Mion is a vile killer, but hey, the bodies weren't there in chapter two, so they have to go this time around too. Shion is giving him the guided tour when gadzooks! It's Mion in the cell! Shion gives him the ol' stun gun treatment and drags him to the rack to begin his painful torment. In between reading this part of the VN and typing this I watched this scene play out in the 2006 anime. In the anime rather than stun gun him, Shion just clonks him over the head with a big rock. Which is funnier, but it's another weird deviation from the visual novel I don't quite understand.

Actually, let's a brief digression here. In the visual novel itself it describes Satoko as lying on a cross shaped table, which I took to mean just one of those X shaped torture racks you occasionally see in media featuring medieval torture devices, or a Saw film maybe. What I didn't expect from both the manga and anime is Satoko is just crucified.

Just for fun there's a million dollar Shion smile. Odd changes between the mediums but there it is. You'll just have to take my word for it about the anime though.

Also I don't know if I mentioned it in an earlier part but Shion has come to terms with the fact that she's now nothing but a demon because she failed to keep her promise to Satoshi. Also she's just plain vexed by the fact that Keiichi is a willfully blind fool for refusing to see his best friend for the vile murderer she's trying to portray her as.

Shion, pal, I really think you should have Kasai try to get you a refund for this stun gun. It seems to be pretty useless against everyone lately. Maybe you used up all the juice when you accidentally killed Oryou with it, but that thing doesn't seem to be any use whatsoever these days.

Anyway the whole business about how the demon awoke because Keiichi was an insensitive clod gets brought up, and demon demon demon demon demon demon demon demon demon.

YES!! YOU FUCKING PUTZ! YOU HAVE TRIED TO TRANSFER THE BLAME TO EVERY SINGLE CHARACTER YOU HAVE COME ACROSS IN THIS ENTIRE CHAPTER! THE ONLY PERSON YOU NEVER ONCE TRIED TO ASSIGN BLAME TO IS YOURSELF! YOU EVEN WENT SO FAR AS TO SAY SATOSHI HIMSELF WAS TO BLAME FOR SOME OF THE HARDSHIPS THAT BEFELL HIM EARLIER IN THE CHAPTER!

This character is exhausting.

Anyway Shion decides to not kill Keiichi. Because... and zaps him with the stun gun, so two seconds later she does it again and again and eventually just beans him with a giant novelty hammer that actually puts him out of action for longer than it takes to scratch your nose. She locks the door and goes back to the cells where Mion is. Where she decides to free her and takes her to the top of the corpse well.

Mion seems to realize there's no chance she's actually going to walk out of this alive so she tries to talk to Shion about her motive. Also to just completely crush her motive like a bug really.

It's kind of surprising just how easily Shion accepts what Mion says at face value. Perhaps she's simply taking it as the words of someone who knows they're dead regardless, but it's surprising how she just grabs on to the idea that Mion and Oryou aren't lying about the disappearance of Satoshi. But it does raise a good question, if Oryou really isn't behind the disappearances then who is?

But alas such questions will have to go unanswered. Shion's a demon Kaz, and as such kills Mion by zapping Mion in the head while she's on the ladder leading down the well. I like how for a split second it looks like Mion might have got through to her murderous sister only to crush that faint hope and have Shion kill it along with her sister.

Not quite the end of the chapter as yet, but we finally got a "please solve this mystery for me, Maria Usihormiya" that we didn't get from chapter two. I have to admit to feeling a certain amount of irritation when it came to this section of this chapter. I don't know if that came across at all, I can be pretty inscrutable at times. I don't know if it was just residual annoyance I felt from this section of Watanagashi come back to poison this section for me, or if my tolerance for the characters' bullshit just hit its limit. I wish to circle back to the very start of the chapter for a moment.

And this might be one of the dumbest questions I can ask, but Shion isn't the perpetrator they mean here right? I can only assume that this is referring to the one who is behind the Oyashiro curse killings, Hinamizawa, the whole damned affair. Because if it means Shion, her motives aren't too terribly complex to figure out. I just disagree with them and think they're not particularly great.

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Higurashi Month 2024, Day 5: Adoration

Higurashi Month prompts archive: AO3

Miyoko Tanashi's first experience of religion is the typical mixing bag of any young child in that era of Japan. A little of this, a bit of that, some names, some rituals, some philosophies tying it up in a neat little bow. She doesn't think on it because it never matters, and why should it? There is only the eternal and present now.

She splashes water for purification at a shrine, she has a little luck-charm tied to the strap of her school bag, and she's familiar with the sight of an upraised hand of Buddha. They're all just simple, easy things; habits that she is expected to learn to fall into as she grows up, like tying shoelaces, or washing hands.

She knows this that and the other, but it doesn't sink in, doesn't mean anything.

Not yet.

~*~

What she has learned cannot withstand this kind of grief.

Miyoko sits, stunned, on a plastic chair that is hard and cold and slippery and every texture a seat shouldn't be, clutching the glass of water a nurse gave her and trying to scrape together a single coherent thought when the bottom has gone out of her world.

Parents are a fact of life. They happen like sunshine, like rain, like gravity. They can't be gone. They can't be dead.

Except- except they are.

And now what?

Now what?

There is no "now what." For every moment and every step of Miyoko's life, there has been an adult to guide her, parents to tell her what to say and what to do and who to thank. Even if one were to set aside the thunderous mountain of grief crushing her underneath it, she does not know what to do. She does not even know what to think.

Her knowledge of religion, at this point, is too gentle to stand up under the hollow, aching weight of this sorrow and loss. Her parents did not teach mourning rituals to her. They did not know they would need to; all her other relatives are gone. They should have been no one she needed to mourn for, yet.

One of the kami in Miyoko's childish collage of knowledge is what seems to be known to some people as kami-sama, the kami of them all, best and greatest and only. She's distantly familiar with the wall hanging of the doll nailed onto a crosspiece of two sticks, and knows it to be some kind of presentation or manifestation or representation or something else of that kami.

She learns a little more when one of the wrung-out nurses finally has a moment to spare for her, enfolding her in a starchy hug and stroking her hair as Miyoko cried, telling her that this kami-sama has plans for everyone and that her parents have gone somewhere wonderful and happy, and that they'll always be watching over her as she grows.

The nurse tells Miyoko that she is loved –even if she can't see it yet– and the best thing she can do for her parents now is grow up happy and healthy.

Miyoko believes her, in the same way a drowning victim will cling to a boat in a flood.

~*~

Love does not survive in the orphanage.

Love does not even make it past the doors.

All it is is hitting and hurting and fear, the bone-deep terror that sinks its teeth into Miyoko's brain and thrashes her mind like a terrier with a rat. Every moment, every breath, is teetering on a precipice of doom, and her nerves are constantly stretched wire-tight, twanging and prickling and jumping like electric currents.

She can't even relax in bed. The walls are thin, and she can hear the distant thumps and yelling deep in the bowels of the building –even when she cries, even when she wraps her sad excuse for a pillow around her ears. She can hear, and the terror that it might be her the next night and the sick giddiness that it's not her this night has her stomach in knots and bile rising in the back of her throat.

They are given paper and materials to learn. Miyoko would not say that they are taught, because teaching involves lessons and the only lessons here are how to avoid a beating. But they are given schoolwork and expected to complete it, and because the people here are from oversees part of the curriculum is something called catechism.

It's a strange, tricky foreign word, but Miyoko chants it over and over to herself ever since she saw Erika pronounce it wrong in class and get a ruler whipped across her face –on the flat side, thankfully, otherwise it would have cut her cheek to the bone.

But Miyoko does not want that to be her, and so she repeats the slippery syllables over and over again in private until her tongue can glide perfectly along them. She studies just as hard, hunching over her rickety wooden desk and scribbling out words on her papers with the feverish intensity borne of soul-deep fear.

See how hard I'm studying. Look how hard I'm working. Don't punish me! Don't punish me!

Some concepts slip through the haze of terror and the painful perfection of repeating lessons back to the orphanage staff. Kami-sama's proper English name is God, and she must shape the first letter differently than when she is talking about other kami because he is singular and important and all the other spirits she knew are not important at all, actually, by comparison. They are cheap imposters in paper masks compared to the-kami-with-a-capital God.

God is important, and God loves. Miyoko is told that frequently, but in as many words she and the other orphans are also told that they must earn God's love; that they were born defiled, as all humans were; that their parents dying is proof that their sins still needed cleansing.

They are told, in word and deed and endless experience, that suffering cleanses sin.

~*~

When Miyoko is old enough –smart enough– to try and run, and she finds herself lost and frightened, scratched and muddy, staggering through the rain, she prays to God.

She prays because it is what she has always known will attract the attention of the divine; the orphanage's lessons shape the formula of her prayer, they and the nurse tell her whom to address it to, and her desperation to return to the comparative paradise of her past life fuels it.

This isn't fair.

She didn't do anything to deserve this.

Miyoko understands that the orphanage directors say with bone-deep certainty that all humans are born in sin and from sin, but her parents never said that. Her classmates never said that. The nurse and the social workers and the doctors never said that. Nobody else ever said that.

And even if it was true, she had lived a happy life until the train accident! If she was cursed with sin, then the punishment should have followed her from the start!

To have known what it was to be happy and then live like this is a far worse punishment than having been born into this kind of life.

It isn't fair. It isn't fair!

Miyoko hurls her defiance to the heavens, filling her shout with the essence of her very soul.

If this was the life she was meant to live, then she doesn't want it. She won't have it. If suffering cleanses sin, then surely by now she has suffered enough to cleanse a hundred lifetimes.

If this is all she's ever meant for, then she won't continue this fate. She will accept a lightning bolt, be smote from the earth, and once dead, she will return to her parents in the paradise the nurse said waited for her.

But if the kami that is called God is capricious enough, fickle enough, to allow her fate to be changed, then Miyoko challenges it –him– right here and now.

She will not have this life. She rejects it with every inch of her soul. She will have her fate changed, now. Death or salvation –she accepts either into her heart with a fierce joy that makes her hair feel like it is standing on end, crackling along every inch of her skin.

But perhaps that is simply extra charge from the roaring bolt of fire that spears down out of the sky and destroys a stump a few meters away.

Miyoko's heart shakes in her chest as she watches the smoke rise from the charred wood, but inside, she feels a kind of euphoria. That could have been any tree in this forest, any smoking stump on the mountainside. But it is the one next to her. It is like a voice, speaking in her ear, that someone is watching.

The awe that fills and swells her spirit drains a little when Miyoko looks around and sees nothing. She shivers, suddenly recalling that she is cold and soaked to the skin –and then sees a little glint of light reflecting through the trees.

When she follows it, she finds a phone booth, which is dry and, comparatively, warm. She crawls inside and shuts the door, and then, with a piercing gleam of hope, sees the coin.

It is ten yen. Enough for a call, however short.

She can call for help

Miyoko clutches the coin until the edges dig into her palm, and thinks as she has never thought before.

This is it. God helps those that help themselves is a favorite saying at the orphanage, meant to make them work harder, and Miyoko knows that this is is her first and only opportunity. Anyone could have forgot a coin, lightning could have fallen anywhere –but they didn't. They happened at this time, in this place, and together they make a miracle that she cannot disbelieve.

This is God acknowledging her efforts, and giving Miyoko a chance to prove herself –to earn the salvation she feels trembling just beyond the tips of her fingers.

God helps those that help themselves. He has arranged for this, and now it is up to Miyoko to grasp her destiny in both hands and make something of it –to break free of her doomed fate.

She has to get this right.

Miyoko thinks of who she can call, who can believe her, and remembers a name.

Hifumi Takano.

She has one chance –one chance only to remember the numbers soundlessly garbled through blood in her father's mouth, one chance to dial those numbers one by one into the rotary, one chance to squeeze the receiver against her ear, shut her eyes, and pray that it is right, that Hifumi Takano will be there and hear her.

One chance to create a miracle.

"Hello?"

~*~

Paradise cannot even begin to compare to what life is like after her Grandpa adopts her. Miyoko wakes up every morning in her clean, soft, peaceful room, and cannot believe it all over again.

Grandpa is like her parents, in that he believes in religious matters in an easygoing, hodgepodge sort of way. Miyoko doesn't mind it. She will believe whatever he believes, because Grandpa can do no wrong in her eyes, and she is very young still. Her ability to form her own convictions is only just beginning, coalescing slowly out of everything she has learned and seen and been taught.

She believes in the divine, of course, even though Grandpa is a scientist and treats it with a certain amount of gentle skepticism. The miracle of the coin and the lightning is not so easily forgotten by her.

But as she listens to her Grandpa talk and works to help him organize his notes, Miyoko begins to wonder about things she has not been given the luxury to wonder about before. Kami are everywhere and in everything, so teaches her classmates, and yet Miyoko knows that they are real, when even she can tell that her friends think otherwise.

The budding young scientist who makes tea for her Grandpa and his guests and listens attentively as he talks through his theories begins to make theories of her own.

Kami are real. She knows this, irrefutably. But if divinity can be accrued, like with nekomata and other yokai, then what is divinity, truly? Is it simply a natural power? And if so, can that power be harnessed and understood, like electricity or magnetism?

But her fledgling theories and thoughts are far less important than her Grandpa's research, into which he pours so much. Miyoko puts her questions aside and works just as hard as he does, because he is her Grandpa who has given her so much.

He sometimes says that he doesn't mind if his research doesn't gain publicity until after he is dead. Miyoko doesn't understand, and then he explains the concept of Jesus Christ to her.

The catechism at the orphanage didn't go into much actual detail about kami-sama God-with-the-capital-letter, and so Grandpa explains it to her; that this Jesus died and was reborn after three days –reborn in people's hearts, where he would live forever– and that is why Grandpa does not mind if his research does not immediately bear fruit. As long as it is known someday, so too will he.

Miyoko is pleased with the idea of her grandfather living forever, immortalized by the wonder of his research.

She is excited to make it so.

~*~

Gods are decided by what is in people's hearts.

Then, what difference does it make, what authority do gods have, to toy with people's fates? Why, when they draw their very power from believers, are they so cruel as to constantly throw dice to decide those believers' destinies?

Miyo decided long ago, on that fateful night, that she would not allow her life, her destiny, her fate, to be decided in such a way. She swore it with such white-hot intensity that the heavens themselves answered her call, and she bent the world into the shape of a miracle –a faint, fragile, and fleeting one, a mere coincidence in so many words, but… a miracle, nonetheless.

And she learns from that, oh my, yes.

A heart that is indomitably focused on one goal will bend the very whims of fate to suit that goal. Gods may throw the dice to control fate, but an unshakable conviction is enough to shave a corner of those dice, bounce the table, jostle those plans.

For one reason or another –Miyo does not care which– she has reason to believe that gods cannot truly, actually, visibly act. They cannot send down floods of angels or hordes of locusts, as in tales. They cannot, she suspects, even truly manifest themselves in human sight. All they can do is twitch reality a little bit, shift and settle things so that, by mere happenstance and luck, in-potentia miracles are created.

That is fine. Gods belong in people's minds, anyway.

She has seen those dice in play, and she has seen how to break free of them. She has plans to; indeed, nebulous plans in her mind that go even further than that –vicious little thought-experiments that she indulges in as a faceless revenge fantasy.

…Miyo does not often think of the betrayal, not in so many words and actions. She uses the memory of the emotions instead –the sudden shock, the hot wave of tears and shame– to urge herself relentlessly onwards.

Success after success. Valedictorian, socialite, scientist; perfect grades, perfect manners, perfect beauty. She cannot, and does not, allow anything to shake her in the slightest. She will stand at the peak of the world, and look down on all those that mocked her beloved Grandpa. She will etch his name and his triumph into reality because it is not fair that anything else should occur.

The gods can throw whatever dice at her they like; she will overturn each and every one of them. Each challenge is surmounted gracefully, each victory tucked with commendably modesty under her belt. She studies the world around her and relentlessly applies herself to targeting, exposing, and using the vulnerabilities she notices.

Hinamizawa Syndrome will become known.

And on that day, Miyo Takano and her Grandpa will become gods in the minds of mankind.

[summer-lantern]

⭐️Virtual Angel’s diary, leading up to now⭐️

(Mod Note 1: will definitely make this a series as days go by)

WARNINGS: abuse, cursing, slight descriptions of physical abuse, Winter being Winter, lmk if I missed anything!

Man… I guess I should actually fill in my diary in case my actual self gets lost in a Hollow or something.. so let me introduce myself. Hi, hello, Привет!~ 

My name is Snezhana Volkova, or Winter. Just call me ‘Winter’, only people I’m close to can call me Snezhana, and even that’s debatable.

I saw some other Hollow Guides filling out full details of their lives in case humanity gets almost completely wiped out because of the Hollows, so here I am doing it myself, let me start from the beginning…

The date was 7/12/insert the year here idek

I was created in a laboratory as part of a project, I don’t know the name of it.. I don’t know a lot about what happened in the lab. I just know that I was created as a test,  I remember waking up and the first thing I saw was Aster, my.. “brother”. I remember that he said “Hey, your name is Snezhana Volkova. And you’re my sister, okay?”

A long while after that, I grew up fast, like.. really, REAAAALLY fast, in like 5 months, I was 15, and Aster and my “father” were teaching me things, how to fight, how to shoot a gun, teaching me all about these things called “Hollow Sites”.

I don’t know if I’m supposed to know this or not, but I was made from a Hollow. Or— a Hollow Core. The things that power a Hollow Site, where all that Hollow Energy comes from. I guess that’s enough angsty teen backstory stuff now, let’s get to the good stuff!

————————

~Prestige Academy~

Virtual Angel Note; I’m not gonna put dates here cause I don’t even remember, all the days I spent at the Academy just blended together.

I had just turned like… 17? And my “father” sent me to the base of this organization called “Anti-Entropy”, for “training”, as if I haven’t been through enough training at home.. ugh. 

Of course I went anyways cause like.. the flip am I gonna do otherwise? Max out my avatar in games I’ve played a million times? Overdose on banana milk? Lmao, naurrr!~

I regret it. I should have stayed back, said no, run away, anything. 

At this place, the training was flippin’ HORRIFIC. Like I’ve played games like Resident Evil, watched anime like “Higurashi: When they Cry”, and this was worse. They forced up to swallow these pill things, I still don’t know what they did it what they were for, but we- everyone there did it without question, we’d be shot dead if we didn’t. 

They put us in shooting training, and hand to hand combat, technology stuff, as if I didn’t know how to use a Personal Computer or a handheld gun already.. 

And the highlight of it all, it was never safe. They ENCOURAGED shooting and killing your “classmates” in order to proceed up the ranks and eventually graduate. They starved us too, it was kinda scary, always having to be alert, but fr tho, COME AT ME BRO. Sorry the brainrot got to me, anyways, we got any food and our sleeping quarters was like a jail, like seriously if you want us to be productive then maybe give us an actual room?? Tf??

The food I could eat, I had to be really careful, another classmate could have poisoned it or something with hopes of offing me so they would be one point up the leaderboard, so I just didn’t eat, I ate like.. a thing or two that I was 10000% sure was safe. That’s about it. 

They sent us to these.. surgeries? Yeah, surgeries, one person would get certain things implanted or removed, like I remember seeing some string-like thing being removed from a classmate’s brain, maybe a worm?? I dunno, but like.. brother euuugghhhhhhhh.

 While a classmate was operated on, the rest of us watched. I remember people dropping like flies during the procedures, only to be dragged off and never seen or heard from again..

I’ll spare you, and myself because I don’t think I wanna talk about it anymore. 

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~MEETING KARINA~

I will say that there was this girl, uhh… Karina Siling, she had already graduated from the academy, I guess that what you could call it. She was already like a teacher, I remember the first time I had a solo class with her, whenever I saw her around the academy, like passed by her, I always got such a weird vibe about her, like she was some anime villain or something, maybe it’s just because she’d been through a lot. Or maybe it was my head telling me to stay the hell away from her, either way, we met. Tbh, I was gonna say I was injured or sick or something so I couldn’t go, but I went anyways, and honestly, I’m glad I did!~ 

Karina was actually SHOCKINGLY kind, drastically different from the other instructors. She was in charge of one on one combat training, she was really good at her job, no wonder she already had a callsign, “Black Swan” is what they called her. But she said I could just call her “Karina” when around other people, and “unnie*” when it was just us. When I went to her class injured or malnourished or something, she’d give me a break and when asked about it, she’d tell the higher ups that I had been helping her.

Karina made my time at Prestige Academy much more bearable.. until she just.. disappeared???? Like what the flip Karina where did you go?? If you didn’t wanna teach me anymore you coulda just said so lmaoooo‼️‼️‼️

———-

~graduation~

KABOOM. I FUCKIN’ SURVIVED‼️‼️

Insert several years later, when was 18, I finally graduated from that hellhole, I still didn’t know what happened to Karina, but I didn’t have time to worry about that, I was FREE!-

Until I was assigned to literally LEAVE my HOME UNIVERSE and go to some place called “Yokohama”, in Japan, in a completely different universe! Like what the fuck man, you’re gonna send a 18 year old who only knows a lab and a shitty learning environment to a different universe??? Alone??? No wonder most of the instructors ain’t got families, they were fucking idiots! 

Anyways, since I didn’t have a choice because free will? What’s that? I was sent to Japan. I was supposed to like… scout the area for other LITERAL CHILDREN to bring back to Prestige Academy. 

Jokes on them because I just faked my death, found a video of some poor dude dying in a explosion and used some AI to replace the dude with myself and sent it back to base with a fake “Yo if you’re seeing this I fucking DIED because of a damn unsafe work environment. THIS IS ON YALL FRFR.”

Very convincing, right? AND YAY GOD IS REAL THEY FELL FOR IT‼️‼️

I was officially signed off as dead in Anti-Entropy’s eyes and I moved locations and decided to do whatever the heck I wanted in order to get money and such. I made my own new identity, and hacked government files in order to make myself a “actual person” in Japan, an Immigrant I guess you could say lmaoooo-

My government file had stuff like my name “Winter Volkova”, yes, my real name “Snezhana” is NON-EXISTENT BRO. I don’t want ANYONEEE to call me that name. You better address me as Winter or I’m leaving you on delivered lol

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~Life in Yokohama~

Aight, so time skip a while, I set up a place for myself in an old warehouse on a part of town no one ever goes to and set up my PC, some RGBY lights and made the warehouse into a slay asf gaming/living place for myself. 

I made money by doing a bunch of jobs for people like making better filing softwares for some “Armed Detective Agency” and straight up faking or destroying government files or tracking down targets for a certain mafia.

One day, I was walking through the city headed back from buying my usual several gallons of banana milk and ramyeon and other foods, when I bumped into someone…

FUCKING KARINA SILING?? WTF ARE YOU DOING HERE?? OMGGG-

It was Karina‼️‼️ Turns out she had faked her death too and left Anti-Entropy, but she wasn’t able to tell me, she had joined some organization called the “World Serpent”, and she wanted me to join her, claiming that I could do whatever I wanted, like I’ve always been doing, but instead of living in a warehouse, I’d get to have my own room in a place where I’d get to come and go as I wanted, whenever I wanted. Seemed like a pretty sweet deal to be honest.. 

It was a pretty sweet deal, but giiiirrrll-

I’ve been living fine on my own, why would I WANT to tie myself down to a single organization? 

Karina said I could have some time to think about it, then I could call her. 

Throughout that week, she kept visiting me and bringing other members of this World Serpent to meet me, a young dude named Yuta Maus Sakuya, he was originally from where I am too, where he was a level 7 Hollow Guide with the callsign “Helix”, and then Karina brought a man named Vega Chase. He was the leader of the Yokohama branch of the World Serpent, and a Hollow Guide himself, he didn’t have a callsign though, he just called himself “Vega”, I guess because no one in their right mind would think a guy with a name like that was ACTUALLY named like that. 

A week after all that, I was like “yk what, YOLO.” And I joined the World Serpent!!! Yay‼️‼️‼️

As promised, I was allowed to come and go whenever I want, I did have to go through Hollow Guide training, but it was fun— and EASY. I got my own callsign, ‘Virtual Angel’ literally so slay, right? 

I guess that’s everything up to now. Damn, looking back, I only have one thing to say… Miss Creator, WHAT THE FLIP MAN?? WHO HURT YOU????

(@pleasepress1forfrontdesk WHABOOM)

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Video - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0FBAwfCUFb4 Inu-Yasha's Aging - https://www.tumblr.com/officialinuyasha/188297815705/inuyashasaging Kagome's Aging Calculated https://www.tumblr.com/officialinuyasha/618007601277550592/kagomes-aging-calculated Kagome's Birthday - https://www.tumblr.com/officialinuyasha/179857366355/kagome-higurashis-birth-day-calculated Video - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6KSGQ8SFnJU How long Kagome was in the Feudal Era - https://www.tumblr.com/officialinuyasha/623136150996074497/how-long-was-kagome-in-the-feudal-era Video - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O0KrBQYnJcw How much time passes onto Yashahime https://www.tumblr.com/officialinuyasha/624023726465368064/how-much-time-actually-passes-onto-yashahime Demon Armor - Robe of the Fire Rat https://www.tumblr.com/officialinuyasha/634357991534116864/demonarmor Sesshoumaru's Fur https://www.tumblr.com/officialinuyasha/634349402122764288/sesshoumarus-fur Sesshoumaru's Mother's Name https://www.tumblr.com/officialinuyasha/644284946725453824/sesshoumarus-mothers-name Kouga's Sword https://www.tumblr.com/officialinuyasha/639806276673617920/lets-talk-about-kougas-sword-its-time-for-an The Man Who Loved Midoriko https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=apvqlSHSHfw Japanese VS English Dub Major Differences - https://www.tumblr.com/officialinuyasha/623808900284776448/inuyasha-japanese-vs-english-dub-major-changes InuYasha's and Sesshoumaru's Sense of Smell https://www.tumblr.com/officialinuyasha/179954050190/inuyashassmell Rumiko said that Rin is Sesshoumaru's Wife 10/26/2020 https://www.tumblr.com/officialinuyasha/633039224224006144/rumiko-takahashi-said-rin-is-sesshoumarus Staff Thoughts on SessRin https://www.tumblr.com/officialinuyasha/646757262237597697/staff-thoughts-on-sessrin Kirinmaru and "The Meidou" https://www.tumblr.com/officialinuyasha/646343832856821760/multiple-questions-here-for-the-last-episode Yashahime Birthdays https://www.tumblr.com/officialinuyasha/640458051537797120/towa-and-setsunas-birthdays Inu no Taishou's Speech https://www.tumblr.com/officialinuyasha/644919925231763456/taishous-speech "Hogosha" https://www.tumblr.com/officialinuyasha/646760111831990273/we-were-asked-about-this Sango and Miroku's Fourth Child https://www.tumblr.com/officialinuyasha/686796412434972672/sango-is-pregnant-again-yashahime-manga-rumiko Tenseiga's Time Limit Explained https://www.tumblr.com/officialinuyasha/729678898442403840/tenseigas-limit-explained Rumiko Takahashi Yashahime Art https://www.tumblr.com/officialinuyasha/679747266709536768/rumiko-takahashi-yashahime-art Yashahime Manga Chapters https://www.tumblr.com/officialinuyasha/636038803002408960/yashahimemangachapters Izayoi's Rouge https://www.tumblr.com/officialinuyasha/635487948248334336/izayois-rouge Zero's Attire and it's history https://www.tumblr.com/officialinuyasha/741530779558019072/zeros-attire-and-its-history

New Moon VS Human Form - Shingetsu VS Saku https://www.tumblr.com/officialinuyasha/734478989445513216/new-moon-vs-human-form-shingetsu-vs-saku Inu Clan Ruled Land https://www.tumblr.com/officialinuyasha/733820731685732352/what-areas-did-taishou-and-sesshoumaru-rule-over Other Fandom Articles Legend of Zelda - The Ancient Hero was not human [CONFIRMED] https://www.tumblr.com/officialinuyasha/185531168955/the-ancient-hero-was-not-human Seven Deadly Sins - Arthur Loves Merlin Romantically https://www.tumblr.com/officialinuyasha/691348892964569088/arthurromanticallylovesmerlin Rurouni Kenshin - Did Nobuhiro Watsuki say Aoshi and Misao get together? https://www.tumblr.com/officialinuyasha/728837931391909888/did-nobuhiro-watsuki-say-aoshi-and-misao-get

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You are welcome. (JK JK, I have always thought most of the cooler filler episodes dragged and I'd lose interest if I had to sit through them.)

PLEASE NOTE THERE ARE 4 EPISODES YOU SHOULD WATCH EVEN THOUGH THEY'RE FILLERS:

89: Nursing Battle of the Rival Lovers

90: Sota's Brave Confession of Love

127: Don't Boil It! The Terrifying Dried-Up Demon

128: Battle Against the Dried-Up Demons at the Cultural Festival

Everything else is pretty skippable unless you want the extended Kikyo backstory/Kikyo-centric episodes... There might be more than this. I am not an expert on these arcs.

98: Kikyo and Kagome: Alone in a Cave (Also notable for being the last hand painted episode. After this, the studio transitioned to digital coloring.)

More sketchbook stufffff 😊

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Day 12: What it's like to die again and again~ Higurashi When they Die- A watch guide

Day 12: What it’s like to die again and again~ Higurashi When they Die- A watch guide

Heyo! Coming at you with yet another day of Otakutober! This one is something that I’m sure some people may have questions about. Honestly, I, Star, did too. What is the order of Higurashi? What is Higurashi? Should I try Higurashi? Where should I start? Don’t worry! I gotchu fam bam. Higurashi is a rather simple plot. A boy is going to school and all of his friends are girls. As the days go by…

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A Higurashi Fan’s Guide to Witches

Introduction

If you’re thinking...

“I want to understand the Higurashi Gou theorizing about Bernkastel/Lambdadelta/Featherine, but I don’t want to read all of Umineko.”

“I’ve read Umineko but it was years ago and I need a refresher.”

“I know every Ryukishi07 work like the back of my hand and I want to cackle at just how wrong this poor fool is”

...then I have a guide for you!

If you haven’t read Umineko, I highly recommend you do read it at some point - it’s a masterpiece that may very well change how you think about mysteries and fantasies, or even about the nature of fiction itself.

But rushing through all of Umineko just for Gou theorizing will probably leave you confused, burned out, and disappointed. Umineko is about it’s own characters and mystery, not so much about the three crossover witches in particular.

As such, to preserve the Umineko experience at least a little, this guide contains no spoilers for the core mystery of Umineko.

However, this guide does contain full spoilers for everything about Bernkastel, Lambdadelta, and Featherine, as well as some information about the premise, mechanics, and worldbuilding of Umineko.

If you hate spoilers and want to go into Umineko completely blind, TURN BACK NOW.

This guide is also a reading guide. In each section, I’ll be linking a couple of Umineko scenes and/or short stories that can be read quickly and more or less standalone to get a decent understanding of the character.

Links to Umineko will have two forms. Video goes to the visual novel playthroughs up on LAMBDADELTO’s Youtube channel, which have PS3 graphics and full voices. Text usually goes to the Umineko Let’s Play on the Something Awful Let’s Play Archive. Both are complete and without extra commentary. Hopefully two sources means less chance of future link breakage.

(If you want commentary, the whole SA LP thread is also quite a good read in and of itself. But if you go that route, please still buy the game. It’s easy to get on Steam!)

Finally, note that much of this information will indeed be the same as the wiki, though it’s intended to be more comprehensive and with less spoilers.  If you have any quibbles or questions, or if you want citations on where I found any bit of information, feel free to @ or message me. If the issue is glaring enough, I’ll update the guide!

Tag for the whole guide in order

Table of Contents

Witches and Fragments in Original Higurashi

Witches and Fragments in Umineko

Bernkastel

Bernkastel’s Umineko Origins

Lambdadelta

Featherine

Coming Eventually?: This guide does not yet cover Ciconia, because I procrastinated on reading that... by writing this. (Have I mentioned I’ve been drowning in WTC lately?) I’ve heard there are implied connections in Phase 1, but nothing more than that yet anyway.

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A Miko's Fantasy - Rated Explicit

A collaboration fic with my dear friend Emmy (@/emmyyasha) on Twitter! You can find her profile here

A very HUGE thank you to @akitokihojo for guiding us through this journey, and for editing this monster fic! She helped so, so much and I am so appreciated and thankful that I get to call her my friend. <3

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A miko, a hanyou, and a forbidden love affair. These were all part of a fantasy that Kagome's could not help but drift back to again and again. Tonight, her deepest desires will finally become reality with a little help from her own hanyou boyfriend, who is all too willing to play the part she has given him.

you can find it on AO3! (13k words)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/36622453

Kagome drew back the curtains overlooking the street in front of her house just enough to sneak a peek at her empty driveway.

He’s still not here yet. It should be any minute now, she thought to herself, anticipation looming in her belly as she tried to keep her hands from shaking. She didn’t know why she was reacting this way. It was only her boyfriend coming over to her place to spend the night, like he always did. However, tonight would be slightly different, the thrill of trying something new weighing over her.

It had even been her idea, just a fantasy she had come up with while her mind had wandered when she was supposed to be helping out with the duties at her family’s shrine. But, one look at the Sacred Tree that had kept watch over the Higurashis for generations sent her thoughts drifting to a different time. A different place where she would be helpless to fall in love with those same golden eyes and silver hair. She would find him in any universe that they existed in together and that knowledge gave her a daydream that she kept coming back to time after time.

When she finally revealed it to her boyfriend, she had expected him to laugh or tease her relentlessly about how she read too many romance novels. But instead, he just shrugged and told her the idea wasn’t half bad. That had honestly surprised her.

While Kagome was, without a doubt, a hopeless romantic, Inuyasha was very much not, often struggling to express how he truly felt and instead choosing to show how deeply he cared for her through his actions rather than words. To someone on the outside, he may simply appear grumpy or emotionally unavailable, but she knew that couldn’t be farther from the truth. After their three years of dating, Kagome was able to read him like a book.

Inuyasha was kind, brave, fiercely strong, yet gentle when the appropriate time came. He made her laugh, made her feel safe, made her feel so loved that she really had no choice but to fall for him hard and without any logical reason. He was her best friend and confidant. Her person. And, even though they fought sometimes, since the both of them were as stubborn as a mule, they also admired and understood each other, harboring a connection deeper than anyone could comprehend. Kagome hardly comprehended it herself, but that’s the crazy thing about love. It’s simultaneously completely without reason, yet is the surest thing in the entire world.

All this to say, Kagome loves Inuyasha and he loves her in return. A human girl and a hanyou, born from two separate worlds that just so happened to meet one seemingly normal day and ended up sealing their fate for the rest of their lives. Now here she was, anxiously tapping her foot against the hardwood flooring of her entryway waiting for him to literally fulfill her fantasies. But, he was late. She was going to have to make him pay for that later.

Kagome looked down at the phone she held in her hand, the last text messages from her hanyou staring back at her, not revealing anything out of the ordinary.

[Inuyasha ❤: about to head out. need anything else?]

[Kagome: Nope. Just don’t forget the firerat.]

[Inuyasha ❤: stupid, that was the whole reason for me to stop by my dad’s. mom gave me grief for ten whole minutes for not visiting more often]

[Kagome: You really should, you know. I’ll even come with you!]

[Inuyasha ❤: yeah, yeah. soon as i get you two in the same room you both gang up on me and i cant get either of you to stop blabbing to each other]

[Kagome: Not my fault your mom loves me 😉] [Kagome: Now hurry up, I miss you.]

[Inuyasha ❤: i literally saw you yesterday]

[Kagome: And that was too long ago 😘] [Kagome: Plus I’m just excited for tonight.] [Kagome: I’m so wet for you already.]

[Inuyasha ❤: shit, kagome. be there in 10]

That last text was 25 minutes ago and Kagome was going stir crazy. Her heart was racing, butterflies in her stomach, thighs pressing together to dull the longing ache to be touched. She was ready for him, already wound so tight that a well-placed breeze could make her come undone. If she didn’t calm herself down, she wasn’t going to be able to last as long as she wanted. And, she wanted to savor every moment of what was to come.

But, if her damn boyfriend didn’t get here soon she was going to lose it.

As if on cue, she heard the telltale signs of his car pulling into the driveway. After a quick check out the window to confirm, Kagome raced to the door to meet him. Before Inuyasha could even take out his key to her house, she was flinging the door open and throwing herself into him like she hadn't seen him in weeks, reveling in how strong and solid his body was against hers. She could tell he was startled at first, not expecting his girlfriend to attack him before he was even inside, but she felt him wrap an arm around her before pressing his nose into her hair to breathe in her scent. This was his way of showing that he had missed her, too.

Snuggling closer, arms wrapping tighter as their pause in life came without thought, the two reveled in the sensation of being in each other's presence, simply hugging and enjoying the feeling of being in each other’s presence again, a comfort as easy as breathing But Kagome, knowing they had a long night ahead of them with plenty of time to enjoy each other’s company, was the first to pull out of the embrace, taking his hand instead and leading him inside while he followed with stumbling feet. After shutting the door behind her, she turned to him and noticed the backpack he had slung over his shoulder.

“Did you bring it?” she asked him, unable to hide the excitement she felt bubbling up.

“Obviously,” he responded, shrugging his backpack off and unzipping it just enough so she could see the bright red fabric that was hidden inside. Kagome had nearly squealed at the sight, somehow managing to keep it down.

“You were so late I almost thought you had changed your mind,” she told him. It was a relief when he rolled his eyes at her.

“As if. No, as soon as I tried to walk out the door, my mom started chatting again. Even forced some leftovers from dinner on me.”

“You poor thing,” Kagome teased while the image of Inuyasha literally trying to run out the door without revealing to his mom that he was actually trying to go have amazing sex with his girlfriend made her stifle a chortle. “Must be hard to be a momma’s boy. She’s got you wrapped around her finger and you know it.”

His scowl at her all but confirmed that he did, but she just giggled at him and placed a kiss to his downturned lips.

“Go put your food in the fridge and get changed. I’ll meet you in my room in five?”

“Eager, are we?”

“Yes, you made me wait long enough.”

He chuckled at her and leaned back in for another kiss, this time letting his lips linger. Kagome could feel the searing heat between them where they touched, and from the growl that rumbled low in Inuyasha’s throat, she knew he was feeling it, too. If the tension from just a simple kiss between them was any indication of how their night would go…

Tingles ran down her spine from anticipation.

Against her desire to just forget the plan and strip Inuyasha of his clothes and ride him right there in the entryway, she broke the kiss with a gentle push to Inuyasha’s chest.

“Go,” she told him, not able to raise her voice above a low hum. He reluctantly obeyed, heading into the kitchen with fiery eyes that were hungry not for food, but for her.

She was really going to give it to him tonight. But first, she had to go get ready, herself, as she was still in her normal ensemble of a sweater and skirt, not wanting to give away the outfit when she greeted him at the door. So, she scurried to the bathroom connected to her bedroom where her other clothes were already waiting for her to change into. After she donned the flowing white and red traditional miko robes, she gave herself a once-over in her mirror. The clothes were not what she would call sexy, covering more of her body than her usual short skirts and dresses did, but it went with the narrative of the fantasy that Inuyasha was helping her fulfill tonight.

After combing her fingers through her unruly, wavy hair, she decided this was as good as it was going to get. She let out a sigh and patted her flushed cheeks to amp herself up before stepping out of the bathroom and into her bedroom where Inuyasha was already waiting. As soon as she saw him, her breath caught in her throat.

Even in the dimmed lighting, he was a vision straight out of her daydreams. As a hanyou, he was already an ethereal creature with long, silver hair that was so silky she could run her fingers through without hitting a single snag. Those piercing, amber eyes that had the ability to see right down into the depths of her soul. Claws that could tear a person apart, yet were so gentle when he stroked them across her skin. And her favorite, a set of dog ears perched on the top of his head that not just allowed him to hear the tiniest whisper, but also gave away how he truly felt about things, twitching when he was confused or swiveling in her direction so he could always keep at least part of his attention on her. He was simultaneously the most adorable and the hottest thing she had ever laid eyes on. And, she couldn’t believe he was all hers.

Usually, he opted for simple jeans and a t-shirt, accompanied by a hoodie or a leather jacket. But now, he stood before her looking like the hero out of a historical, fantasy drama, clad entirely in the red robe of the firerat that had been passed down his family for hundreds of years. The draping sleeves and ballooning of the hakama pants completely hid the rippling muscles of his arms and legs, but she was all too familiar with the build of his body to be disappointed. She would see them soon enough.

Kagome could tell he was taking in her outfit as well from the way those predator eyes were looking at her up and down, a faint smirk turning one corner of his lips upward.

“You get that from the shrine?” he asked her, and Kagome’s breath hitched from his gruff voice alone. She tried to calm herself by smoothing out the fabric of the pants at her hips.

“Yeah, I wear it sometimes when I’m working there.”

“You sure you won’t be desecrating your family’s honor or whatever if you’re wearing it tonight when we…?”

“What my grandpa doesn’t know can’t hurt him.”

He let out a breathy chuckle that had Kagome’s hands fisting the pants she had just tried to smooth out. God, she wanted him so bad. But first, they had to have a conversation to set their ground rules; possibly the most important part of the night, and something that they both took very seriously.

Kagome stepped in to close the distance between them, letting her hands rest on his chest while she felt his own settle on her waist. Tilting her head up to meet his gaze, she knew he was thinking along the same lines when he asked her, “Safeword?”

“Osuwari.”

“Nonverbal?”

“Three snaps.”

And finally, “Colors?”

“Green, yellow, and red,” she replied with confidence.

“Good girl,” he said in that low rumble of a voice that had Kagome’s toes curling. He must have noticed her strong reaction to his words because he lowered his head to place a tender yet burning kiss to her forehead. If he hadn’t been holding her at that moment, Kagome’s legs might have turned to jelly and given out beneath her.

“What are you not comfortable with tonight?” he continued.

“No gagging, but blindfolding and rope play are ok. How about you?”

“Same. This is your night so I’m happy to let you take the reins, ok? Just nothing painful, like hitting or slapping.”

Kagome nodded, knowing that really wasn’t her thing anyway, but it was important for him to tell her exactly what he wanted, or in this case didn’t want, so they could both be comfortable with whatever happened between them.

“No hitting or slapping, got it. Touching the ears is fair game though?”

He rolled his eyes at her but nodded. “Not sure why you like them so much, but yes.”

“I like them because they’re yours. You wouldn’t really be the Inuyasha I know and love without them.”

“Keh!” Inuyasha visibly grew flustered, “Just set the scene for me again so we’re on the same page.”

Kagome knew Inuyasha was trying to move on from the subject because he was still so shy when it came to openly talking about his feelings even after all this time, but he actually loved hearing Kagome give him small compliments and words of affection. He would show her just how much he loved her tonight. The fact that he was even doing this for her in the first place said enough.

“Ok, I’m a miko, you’re a hanyou, and we live in the Warring States era of Japan. We’ve met a few times before and I’ve always felt this pull towards you, like we have some kind of unbreakable connection. However, I’m forbidden to have a relationship of any kind with you because it’s my duty as a miko to rid the world of youkai, so we’ve never given in to our feelings. But, tonight you can’t resist any longer and find me in my room at the shrine I live at. Think you can work with that?”

“Seems easy enough. Should I come through the window?” That idea and how close they were to this all becoming reality had Kagome’s heart pounding.

“If you can, yes.”

“Then, I’ll see you in a few minutes, miko,” he lowered his head and purred into her ear, his breath sending goosebumps down her arms. “Wait for me on the bed.”

Kagome could only nod in compliance as he pressed one last kiss to her temple before exiting the room. She released a ragged breath that she didn’t realize she was holding and clutched her shaking hand to her chest. This was it. This was happening.

She quickly raced to the window to double-check that it was unlocked and Inuyasha would actually be able to get in. Practically leaping back onto her bed, Kagome rolled over to stare up at the ceiling. More than anything, she wanted to feel the familiar weight of him on top of her right now, those fiery eyes boring into hers as he pounded her into the mattress over and over. The thought of that alone had her hand creeping down her body, beneath the waistband of her miko pants and into her folds, already slick from longing for him.

She was so wet that she had no issues spreading her honey to her clit, slowly circling the nub to slightly ease the ache that had been building up all day. Her lips parted at the sensation, imagining that her fingers were his own instead. He was gentle but strong, the pads of his fingers rough from a lifetime of hard work. The thought had her stroking faster, an image of him pressing hot kisses down her body behind her closed eyelids fueling her desire.

“Inuyasha…” she moaned out, not realizing that the window she had purposefully unlocked was now wide open, a hungry pair of eyes watching her.

“Missed me that much, didja?”

Kagome ripped her hand out from inside her pants and sat up with a start to see her hanyou perched right there in her window, his form silhouetted in shadow against the full moon behind him. The only feature she could make out on his body were those amber eyes that practically glowed as they bore into her. There was no hiding what she was doing or how his name had fallen from her lips like a wish. One that he was now making come true.

“How long were you watching me?”

“Long enough.”

Kagome’s lips pursed and she moved as slowly as she dared to draw her legs over the side of the bed and rest at the edge, afraid any sudden movements would set off his predatory instincts. He was already watching her as if she were his prey, like he could strike at any moment.

“How long?” she repeated herself, desperate for a definitive answer.

“Let’s just say I’ve been watching you for a while now, miko.”

They were in character now. Right.

She eyed him up and down where he sat so casually in her windowsill, one leg dangling over the side like he was totally at ease and not in any danger of falling out. She envied the natural sense of balance and grace that his youkai blood gave him, completely the opposite of her, the hopeless klutz that she was.

Just the sight of him before her had that ache between her legs renewed, the yearning for him increasing tenfold. The glint of fangs in the light of his devilish smirk did nothing to calm the blood that was rushing in her ears and she longed to grip him by the forelocks of his perfect hair and just drag him down with her already. But, that piercing gaze of his kept her glued to her spot at the edge of the bed.

“Well, are you going to come inside where it’s warm? You’re letting out all the heat.”

“A hanyou you barely know trespasses onto your sacred shrine and you invite him into your room like he’s a welcomed guest? Is that how poorly they train the miko these days?”

“I know you won’t hurt me.”

“No,” he said as his head tilted slightly to the side, “But, I can’t guarantee I’ll be able to keep my hands to myself if I come any closer.”

Her thighs pressed tighter together to soothe the pressure he was causing her to feel with his words alone. She wanted to confess to him that that was exactly what she wanted, his hands all over her, caressing the most tender and secret parts of her that she would never allow anyone else into. But, the words caught in her throat and she, instead, peeked her tongue out to wet her dry lips before pulling the bottom between her teeth, all too aware of how his eyes dropped to hone in on her subtle movement.

She finally found her voice, “Why did you come here? Why risk getting killed just to spy on me?”

He released a breathy chuckle, “Because, just getting one, small glimpse of you would be worth it.” Her heart fluttered at his words and she couldn’t help but clutch at her racing heart.

“You don’t know what you’re saying. What could a hanyou like you possibly find interesting in a miko like me?”

“Plenty,” his arms folded across his chest as that smirk of his widened. She wasn’t sure whether she wanted to tear it off of his face or kiss it until he was moaning her name.

“I’ve seen how you look at me when you don’t think I’m watching, miko. You could have easily killed me. It would’ve been your duty to. But, every time our paths crossed, you let me go. Now, why would that be if you weren’t so interested, yourself?”

“It’s not too late. I’d prefer not to wake the others, so I can make your death swift and painless right now as long as you keep that mouth of yours shut.”

“Oh, I think you know that tonight will be anything but swift and painless. And, my mouth will be getting plenty of use.”

It took everything in Kagome's power not to grab Inuyasha and kiss that smug look right off his face. But, she managed to maintain her calm. The only clue that she was affected was the tiny intake of breath that she had no doubt he could still hear. Inuyasha could likely smell how aroused she was already, anyways. There was never any hiding from him when all of his heightened senses were so attuned to her.

Deciding she was done with just talking, Kagome slowly rose Each step she took in his direction was like he was drawing her to him against her will. She could see his eyes dip down to watch the swaying of her hips beneath the flowing fabric of her robes, his gaze so piercing that she sometimes wondered if his demon sight let him see right through her clothes.

As she approached him, his eyes lifted back to hers and she could practically feel the tingle of electricity in the air as his amber connected with her gray. Reaching one hand out to him, he stayed completely still as she stroked the smooth skin of his cheek ever so delicately with the pads of her fingers. She almost had expected him to pounce, but he didn’t move. Only continued looking at her as if she was the only thing keeping him from crumbling away into nothing.

Although Inuyasha towered over Kagome, could tear her to pieces with a single swipe of his claws, she wasn’t afraid. She let her fingers trace down his jaw, his neck, past his collarbone that she could feel jutting out beneath the thick cloth of the firerat, and fisted her hand in the fabric. His eyebrows furrowed in curiosity as he watched her, but said nothing.

“You should come inside now before someone sees you and they’ll have both of our heads,” she told him in a soft tone before tugging on his haori. He offered no resistance, lowering himself from his perch and onto the floor with ease,making sure to close the window behind him. She pulled him a few more steps into the center of the room before she released him.

“Do everything I say tonight, hanyou, and I may let you leave here with your life.”

He cocked an eyebrow at her and placed his hands on his hips, leaning in dangerously close. “Who said anything about leaving? By the time I’m done with you, you’ll be begging me to stay,” he teased, but when he took in the sizzling flame in Kagome’s eyes as she refused to back away or cower, he relented. “What would you have me do, miko?”

“Kiss me.”

“You would want me, a lowly hanyou, to kiss those pretty lips of yours?”

“I would. I don’t think anyone, human or demon, would kiss me in the way you could. And, I know you want the same.”

“I do.”

“Then what are you waiting for? Kiss me.”

He didn’t have to lean in far to brush against her lips, his parting ever so slightly before connecting in a whisper of a kiss before pulling back just a hair to rest his forehead against hers. Inuyasha’s hands found hers and he took them in his own, fingers entwining. For a moment, they simply breathed each other’s air, noses brushing as the tension between them grew so thick it could be sliced through with a flick of his claws. Then, as if he knew that this would never be enough for him, he drew back into her and she met him with equal force, lips sliding across each other over and over until they parted and he slipped his tongue into her open and eager mouth. Kagome released a soft moan from the back of her throat as he claimed her from the inside, and she wanted, more than anything, for him to use that tongue in other places on her body.

He released his hold on her hands to snatch at her hips, pulling her flush against him so she could feel the hardened length between his legs that was all too obviously pressing into her. Inuyasha towered over her small frame, showing just how easily he could dominate his miko by using one of his hands to slide up to the base of her neck and grip the hair there, tugging her head back.

He pulled back from her lips just enough to murmur, “Do you understand how deeply I yearn for you now, miko?”

Kagome could only whimper against him before he was crushing himself to her again. She couldn’t help but get lost in him, the scene they were in becoming the last thing on her mind. Everything else faded away until all she knew were his searing kisses and how she was burning anywhere his hands touched her. It would’ve been too easy to let him take control for the rest of the night, but if she gave herself over to him, then he would be the one to hold power over her. She couldn’t let that happen. Not tonight.

“Get on your knees,” she commanded against his lips. He drew his head back enough to look at her face, a brow cocked at her.

“What?”

“I said, I want you to get on your knees.”

“Bossy little thing, aren’t you?”

“Yes, now do what I say,” she told him as her hands slid up his body until they reached his shoulders and she pressed down, urging him to follow her lead. And, he did with no resistance, slowly sinking until he found purchase on his knees before her, his hands still resting on her hips. She saw him close his eyes and breathe in, no doubt taking in the scent of her desire now that he was right before it.

“Give me any more backtalk, and I swear I will not hesitate to purify you,” she ordered. His eyes snapped open into an expression of ire, one meant to challenge her.

“You think you can purify me? Little miko, you don’t know who you’re dealing with.”

Kagome placed a single finger underneath his chin and tilted his head up so his beautiful, amber eyes could meet her own. It was her turn to tower over him now, the power entirely in her hands.

“I have various ways to purify you, hanyou.”

The adam’s apple in his throat bobbed with his gulp. His fingers involuntarily squeezed her tighter and he spoke, his low voice like honey, “What can I do for you now?”

“Undress me. Without using your claws,” she told him, adding on the latter when she felt his fingers flex. She did not want to have to explain how, exactly, her sacred miko clothes had been torn to shreds.

Inuyasha’s lips briefly pulled into a pout, but he did as she instructed, using his hands to untie the knot at her waist until it came undone. When he let go, her red pants pooled at her feet, and her top parted enough for him to see that she was completely bare beneath. His eyes darkened at the sight and he looked ready to pounce at any moment, but he didn’t move just yet, waiting for her next move.

Without breaking eye contact, Kagome lifted a leg. She could tell he knew exactly what position she was requesting from the way he didn’t hesitate to support her. One of his hands cradled her smooth thigh as she hitched it over his shoulder, the other just below her hips, claws barely stroking against the flesh of her ass so it sent goosebumps up her spine. This position they were in wasn’t just her favorite, but also one of his as well. And, it was exactly where she wanted to start.

“You talked a lot of big talk earlier. Can you back it up?”

Inuyasha said nothing, waiting on edge for her orders.

“I want that filthy mouth of yours on me. You know what to do.”

Kagome watched Inuyasha take in another quick inhale of her scent at the apex of her thighs. She was incredibly aroused from the anticipation alone, and he could no doubt see it from the way her sex glistened in front of him. He glanced up at her, his gold eyes locked onto her gray, and slowly ran his tongue up from her wet opening to her most sensitive bead of nerves.

“Again,” Kagome sighed, her command breathier than how she would have liked, revealing just how much he was affecting her when he was supposed to be the one coming undone. “Do that again.”

With a fiery glint in his eyes, Inuyasha did as he was told, his hot tongue continuing to lick and spread her folds apart, curling to drink up her essence in its purest form. Kagome thought if he wasn’t careful, he could get drunk on her and forget the entire scene just to make her cum repeatedly. She was almost tempted to let him.

His grip on her tightened while he continued to swipe his tongue around her sweet vulva, his eagerness to eat her out only getting her more slippery and wet. The white robe that still clung to her shoulders perfectly framed her entire body and it made the bulge that had tented in his pants even more pronounced. Inuyasha’s eyes drifted from hers down to her full tits as they gave a slight bounce with every jolt she reflexively made.

“I want you to look me in the eye while you taste me, hanyou.” Kagome spoke as her fingers stroked through the hair on top of his head, successfully bringing his attention back to her face.

Inuyasha continued to lap at her, his tongue finally swiveling around her clit after teasing her for so long. She jumped at the new feeling, entirely out of her control, and she involuntarily threw her head back from the sudden pleasure with a gasp. He smirked against her and continued to circle around her clit, nearly touching it but not quite there yet. The lewd sounds of his mouth on her sex echoing around the room as he sloppily and languidly teased her were driving her crazy, his chin coated with her delicious, wet slick.

Tiny, breathy whimpers left her lips as her body shivered from his touch, but his hold on her was so strong, she knew she would never lose balance within his tight grip even if her legs gave out.

He was so in tune with how she was reacting, his ears were sticking straight up to take in every breath, every sound that escaped her. His pure attention allowed for her to lose complete control of herself while her body moved on its own.

“Stop teasing, hanyou, or we’ll stay like this all night,” Kagome breathed out. “Until you make me cum.”

Inuyasha continued as he was and licked teasingly. He quickly backed away from her glistening sex and placed a tender kiss to her inner thigh. “So then, we won’t be here long.”

Kagome’s body was engulfed in hot tingles at his response, his swirling tongue on her inner thighs sending goosebumps down her arms. She was about to open her mouth to order him to pleasure her already when she felt his lips finally place a slow, wet kiss on her clit before wrapping around it. All words became lost as a breathless moan was released.

“Ah, mmm-“ she mewled while his tongue flicked against her rapidly. He was relentless in his ministrations as he lapped and suckled in a way that had Kagome dismantled, fingers finding their way to Inuyasha’s ear to rub it in time with his movement on her. Kagome’s high-pitched cries were only growing louder as he worked and Inuyasha’s ears were twitching as he picked up on every single one of them.

“Yes!” She cried in ecstasy. “Oh god, it feels so good!”

Her eyes were pinched shut, too focused on the feeling alone to look down at him, her praises being needy whines and the quivering of her thighs. She began to ride his face involuntarily, her hips bucking and grinding on his tongue while he focused all his attention on her clit. Her hand continued to toy with the ears on top of his head while the other squeezed her breast, rolling her nipple between her fingers to heighten the sensation.

She was so lost in the feeling of chasing her orgasm, and Inuyasha could tell she was close. With his hands full as he held her steady, he flicked her clit even faster, the speed only making her breathing evolve into heavy panting as she babbled incoherently. The hand on her ass moved up to wrap around her waist securely, so he could use his free hand to gently slide his fingers along her dewy slit.

Kagome’s breath hitched in anticipation when she felt his fingers form a V to spread them apart.

“Do you have any idea how long I’ve wanted to do this? How I’ve longed for you?” he whispered against her skin, “And god, you’re so wet. Just for me.”

“Mnuh,” she cried out, his hot breath against her skin only adding to the mind-numbing pressure that was building up inside her core. Carefully, he slid one clawless finger inside her, the wet slickness coating her walls making it easy for them to glide in, and they immediately curled. Inuyasha doesn’t typically trim his claws ever since Kagome mentioned how much she enjoys the feeling of them touching her skin, but with the knowledge of what was happening tonight, he wisely cut two for this moment.

He tucked in a second one, careful of the nails that remained, not wanting to accidentally cut her as he drove in at a steady pace. Kagome rarely ever gets to have him touch her so intimately, and they both would take any chance to watch her get fucked by his long fingers. Inuyasha’s pace now grew faster, pumping her for everything she was worth, touching a place deep inside as her sopping, little hole clenched against his fingers, making her cry above him.

“Please, yes, yes! I’m so close.” He watched her continuously grind into his hand before leaning forward and suckling her small nub with a contented groan. Her hips bucked to meet his fingers and tongue as she continued her chase, the miko robes now hanging off of her elbows, completely exposing her body to him as it shook and shivered.

Feeling the pulsing from her clit on his tongue and the throbbing of her walls from his fingers, Inuyasha knew she was just about to reach euphoria. Kagome’s grip on his ear moved to tangle her fingers into his silver hair while she melted into him, her thighs squishing his head as she reached her peak. Inuyasha took the final initiative to suck on her pulsing, pink nub, flicking it against his tongue for added measure. He fucked her faster, pumped his fingers even deeper into her heat at the same speed.

“Oh god, I’m- Inu- I’m cumming! Iー!” Kagome was lost to the feeling of her body on fire, the knot in her stomach finally coming undone. Her eyes were still pinched shut to the world but she could feel Inuyasha’s secure grip on her tighten as she completely shattered in his arms.

Inuyasha kissed her puffy clit languidly through it all, slowly moving his fingers inside of her, allowing her to ride out her orgasm and feel the extra jolts of pleasure shift through her body.

“That’s it, little miko.” He traced his tongue against her clit again and her body writhed, causing his grip on her plush thigh to tighten against him so she didn’t fall. “You look so beautiful when you cum. And, now I finally know that you taste as delicious as you look.”

He emphasized his words by sliding his fingers out from inside her and taking them into his mouth instead, his sparkling eyes never leaving her own. He dragged on his soaked fingers before releasing them with a pop, letting his hand then wrap back under the thigh still perched on his shoulder.

Kagome’s chest heaved as she continued to fight to catch her breath, utterly entranced with the half-demon before her. One hand held onto his shoulder to support herself while the other now gently rested on his head, fingers weaved effortlessly into his silver strands of hair. She needed a second to get back into character; her climax had ripped through her so intensely that her brain couldn’t catch up. Thankfully, her wonderful boyfriend patiently waited for her as she recuperated, his understanding making her fondness for him grow all the more, even in the middle of a scene.

“Color?” He finally asked her with raised eyebrows, running his hand up and down her thigh soothingly.

“Green,” she huffed with a lazy smile, her cheeks flushing a cute shade of red.

“That was a poor attempt at purifying me, little miko,” Inuyasha started back in character with a quirk of his lips. “I know you aren’t as dumb as you seem, so you must have another idea.”

Taking in a quick breath, Kagome shifted back into the scene and delicately traced her fingers through Inuyasha’s bangs. “Not satisfied? It seemed like you were drowning in my essence, half-demon.” She lifted her leg off of his shoulders and backed away to take in his kneeling form. “I was thoroughly convinced. I bet you touch yourself at night to thoughts of devouring me like that.”

She heard him chuckle, “And, if I do? Weren’t you doing the same thing just a few minutes ago?” Kagome’s lips pursed into a pout. He really wasn’t going to let that go. “It’ll take more than just devouring you to satisfy me.”

“The night is far from over, hanyou.” She was sure Inuyasha could hear the excitement in her voice, even though she was trying so well to stay in character. Turning her back to him, she could feel his eyes piercing into her while he watched her remove the remaining white robe from her body and carefully hang it off her chair. Knowing exactly what she was doing, her bare back and the swell of her ass was an enticing view for him to have, and she was secretly hoping he would just grab her from behind and eat her out again.

But, he only watched her pick up two sets of rope that they had bought together a while ago, an easy tell to what was coming next. After all, they did briefly talk about what the scene would play out as, and Kagome had confessed she always wanted to tie him up for her own benefit. Tonight was as good of a night as any to make that happen.

“What do you think you’re doing with that?” he asked for the sake of the scene. Kagome smiled seductively as her hips swayed deliciously when she padded her way toward the kneeling half-demon.

“Tying you up, of course,” and at the suggestive raise of his eyebrow, she added, “There’s a big, scary hanyou in my room threatening to devour me. It’s for my own protection.”

“Something tells me you're not the one who’s in any danger, though,” he retorted with a devilish smirk.

Kagome raised her leg and softly pushed his chest with a pointed toe, causing him to fall back onto his butt. “Get up and sit on the bed. I won’t tell you a second time.” She looked him up and down as he continued to sit where he’d landed instead of moving. “Now.”

Finally obedient, Inuyasha stood and made his way to her bed under Kagome’s watchful eye, sitting back against the pillows that were stacked along the bed frame. She simply observed as he made himself comfortable in a reclined position, sitting up halfway while the pillows provided plenty of support.. It wasn’t until he stilled and looked at her expectantly that Kagome began the next steps of the process.

Inuyasha seemed to be completely lost in a trance as he watched her sensually approach. He often told her he would never get tired of looking at her body with how full and curvy she was, and she took full advantage of it. The view of her hips, thighs, tits, and ass could make him do absolutely anything. The way her wavy, raven hair framed her beautiful face and cascaded down her back was otherworldly. Never had he considered that he would ever be so lucky to have a woman as incredible as she love him just as much as he loves her. He would do anything to keep her happy, whether it was little, mundane tasks, sharing small moments together, or even completing her sexual fantasies.

“Arm,” she commanded before climbing onto the bed and lifting a leg over his hips to straddle him, successfully bringing him back to the present as he intensely watched her every move.

He did as she ordered, his cock painfully hard as she hovered over him to tie up each of his wrists and secure them within the rope. She spread his arms apart and tied them against each bed post. As she fastened him in, she allowed him the view of her supple breasts directly in his face, pulling on the knots to make sure they weren’t too constricting that they would cut off circulation.

“Color?” Kagome asked him.

“Green, baby.” Inuyasha licked his lips at the sight before him, then met her eyes. “Very green.” He didn’t miss her sweet, little smile and the rosy blush on her cheeks at his sincere answer. She bent her head down to place a tender kiss to the biceps of each of his bound arms, a silent thank you for indulging her in this fantasy.

Kagome sat back up straight and cleared her throat in a poor attempt at getting herself back in control. “How does the rope feel, hm? Tight?” She knew they weren’t in the slightest, but the context of their scene required the little, white lie, and she wanted him to know that he needed to play along. She watched him flex his hands and pretend to struggle against the ropes.

“Extremely,” he answered with a snarl.

Kagome bit her bottom lip to hide her eager smirk, “Perfect.”

“Is this your other plan to purify me?”

“Very perceptive. Is it not to your liking?”

Inuyasha gave a dark chuckle. “What demon would like being at the mercy of a weak shrine maiden? Even if she is as delicious as you,” he added while his half-lidded eyes gave her nude form a quick once over.

The renewed aching between her legs had Kagome thighs trembling on either side of Inuyash’s hips. “Hanyou, you have no idea what I have planned for you,” she paused and leaned in close to his white, fluffy ear. “But trust me, you will like it much more than when I made you use your sinful mouth to pleasure me.”

Inuyasha had to swallow a whimper from escaping his throat at the thought. “Then show me, miko. What do you have planned for me?”

He bucked up his hips into hers and she could feel how hard he was from underneath the cloth, his fire rat the only thing dividing them from being skin to skin. He continued, “Will you be able to successfully purify me? Or, will you fall victim to me; a big, evil demon?”

Kagome huffed in mock offense, her pussy only getting wetter as he spoke. “Hanyou,” she corrected. “Now stop with your teasing. Your words will not work on me.”

Inuyasha scoffed before giving the air a sniff, “Your body says otherwise.”

Kagome said nothing and fought back against the blush that tinted her cheeks as she worked with haste to untie the red robe of the fire rat, for once unable to meet his knowing gaze. She peeled back the folds of his top and was met with his naked torso, giving herself ample time to run her eyes up and down and appreciate his beautiful form. Inuyasha had to have been created by the hands of an artist with all the gorgeous muscles he carried. If she could, she would run her hands all over him for the rest of her life, and she knew he would happily let her.

“Speechless?” he asked all too smugly when she stared for just a moment too long.

“Be quiet,” Kagome ordered in defense of her ogling, moving to untie the last set of knots for the red hakama that was still secured to his waist. With practiced ease, the knot came undone and she looked into his eyes with a smirk of her own before speaking. “Looks like it’s time for me to have some fun.”

She pulled his pants down slowly as she shimmied her body backwards down the length of the bed, his hips lifting to assist her. At long last, his erection sprung free with a relieved hiss from Inuyasha, and she bit her bottom lip to resist the urge to take his length into her mouth right then.

Inuyasha remained silent as he watched her stand at the foot of the bed and stare at him hungrily. She could tell he wanted her just as much as she wanted him at that moment, but as he was currently tied up, he was completely at her mercy. Just how she wanted it. His throbbing cock was in dire need of being touched, but she was forever grateful that he stayed in control in order to give his girl her moment.

“You gonna stare at me all day?” He challenged her. “Or, are ya gonna do something about this?”

She moved like a cat, graceful and seductive, as she crawled her way up the bed and over his lap to hover just above his needy cock before she leaned into him to crash her lips against his. Her hands cupped his jaw delicately in contrast to how they kissed with a fierce hunger that revealed just how desperate they were for each other, tongues sliding across each other in a sloppy dance.

Kagome took this time to run her fingers along the burning flesh of his neck and chest to draw closer to him, and the rare goosebumps forming along his skin only egged her on. The heat radiating off of her sex as she rubbed it down the length of Inuyasha’s cock caused him to groan into their heated kiss.

“Miko,” Inuyasha moaned against her lips. “Your mouth is sinful.”

Kagome giggled, the sound making his cock twitch beneath her. “You haven’t seen what else my sinful mouth can do, hanyou.”

She slid off his lap and scooted backward until she was in between his legs. Inuyasha bit back another groan at the view of her back arched and her ass in the air. She giggled again at the sight of him now openly ogling her while she smoothed her hands on his thighs to spread them further apart.

Kagome eyed his full length with hunger, the precum that was already forming on the tip causing her mouth to water. With a slow and hot lick, she moved her tongue from the base to the top, making sure to keep her eyes locked on his.

The feeling of her wet tongue on his cock had him moaning loudly as his head rolled back against the headboard with a thump. He was so fucking hard and unbelievably turned on just by the way she looked. If he wasn’t such a dominant person by nature, she would have to tie him up more often.

“That's all you got?” he tried to taunt, but the way he pathetically mewled revealed just how much she was affecting him.

“Not even close,” Kagome smiled sweetly at him before swirling her tongue around the head of his cock while her fingers wrapped delicately around the length of his shaft.

Dipping her head down, she took him into her mouth entirely until it hit the back of her throat and began bobbing her head up and down in a sensually slow pace, never taking her eyes off his. Inuyasha groaned loudly and his body twitched out of his control as her hot, little mouth took him. Her tongue swirled and swiveled while she sucked him at the same time with hollowed cheeks, and his hands jerked against the ties holding him back, as if all he wanted to do was gently move her hair out of her face while she worked him.

“Look at you,” he rasped, “Such a dirty, little miko. Who has the filthy mouth now?”

Kagome released his pulsing erection with a wet pop, watching him as she spit back onto the tip and spread the saliva with her hand. Her fingers wrapped around his slick length, feeling his heartbeat against it as she pumped him at a hypnotizing pace.

“It’s still you, hanyou.” She rolled her palm over the head in a circular motion. “I’m just an innocent miko trying to purify an evil demon.”

“Fuck,” Inuyasha whimpered. “Innocent? Innocent mikos don’t play with a demon’s cock this well.”

Kagome met his eyes with an innocent expression. “Oh? Then I guess I must be the first.”

Bending back down, she continued to pump his slippery member with one hand and began to gently fondle his balls with the other, simply watching him writhe with an insatiable hunger. The sight of him as he jolted and shook while tied to her bed made her feel so powerful and in control, now fully understanding just why Inuyasha loves it so much. If she was having this much fun pleasuring him, then it’s no wonder he always took his sweet time with her.

“You look so pretty with your hand on my dick,” he praised as he watched her lower head and part her swollen lips around his cock before sinking it back into the heat of her mouth.

“Aw, shit,” he helplessly moaned out. “So good.”

Judging by how he was beginning to react, Kagome knew he was close. She licked up his length once again from the base before focusing solely on the head and massaging the rest of his shaft with her hand in a relentless rhythm. She sucked the tip and caressed it with her tongue until it became a pattern that had Inuyasha groaning and moaning until he was practically snarling.

“Fuck, yes. Use your filthy mouth,” he grunted, “Such a good, little miko. Sucking my cock so fucking good.”

Praises continued to fall from his lips as he twisted and flexed his arms in a failed attempt to reach her. She could tell he was trying his best not to buck his hips into her mouth, knowing how much she hates it, and rolled his head back against the headboard instead.

“‘Gome-” she heard him whine. “Gonna cum in your fuckin’ mouth.”

Kagome looked up at him and her heart soared with pride. Inuyasha looked wrecked as his climax ripped through him, his chest glistening with sweat as he released a guttural groan and heaved for air while his muscles tensed. Spurts of hot cum shot out of him and into her waiting mouth, Kagome happily taking in everything he had.

When he was spent, she released him and made sure he was watching while she swallowed his seed down in one gulp.

“Shit,” he whispered, though she wasn’t sure if he even meant to speak the curse out loud. Kagome maintained his distant gaze and lowered her head back to the tip to gently suck and lick, causing him to twitch in overstimulated pleasure.

“Mm, f-fuck!” He sputtered as his hips spasmed. “You’re not done with me yet? After swallowing my cum like a good, little slut?”

Kagome pulled back and bit her bottom lip innocently. “I was only ensuring that the demon was fully exorcized.” She crawled upwards to his chest and hovered over his softened member. “And, you did so well. Don’t you agree, my hanyou?”

The press of her lips against his has her sighing against him. The sultry sound of her voice had Inuyasha’s cock twitching underneath her already, his ability to go again so quickly one of the many reasons why she was so thankful for the demon blood that coursed through him. His hips ground up into hers, and with it, a moan tore from his throat.

“Now that you believe you’ve purified me. Why don’t you untie me from these enchanted ropes so I can show you just how badly I burn for you?” Inuyasha asked.

Ignoring his question, Kagome leaned back in and slipped her tongue past his parted lips before he could speak again. She continued her assault on his mouth and he willingly joined her, both too overcome with the feel of each other to even think of anything witty to say while in character. She hoped Inuyasha could still taste himself off of her tongue as his hardening length pressed against her slick folds, eliciting a soft moan of her own.

Inuyasha took the initiative to move down from her mouth to her jaw and neck, kissing and licking whatever he could reach until she understood what he wanted to do next. Kagome read his movements rather quickly and rose up a bit higher on her knees in order for him to continue kissing down until he reached her tender breasts. There, he stared up at her as he slowly licked and kissed around each of her tits, completely avoiding her pebbled nipples until the very last second.

“Stop teasing,” Kagome commanded. She stared down at him and held her breath as she watched him flick out his tongue and lick a rosy bud.

“Yes,” she breathed. “Please, yes.”

Inuyasha gave her nipple a long suck, letting her breast fall with a pop. “It seems you fall victim to my mouth each time, miko.”

Kagome shoved her breast back into his mouth to shut him up. “As if you’re one to talk, half-demon. Now keep going until I tell you to stop.”

Taking the instruction, he continued to suck on her full and beautiful tits without any further retort. Her moans became breathier as he sucked each nipple interchangeably while all Kagome could do was grip his strong shoulders for support.

“Mmm, you use your tongue so well,” she cooed at him. “You deserve a reward.”

Without having him dislodge from her breast, Kagome slowly sunk her body onto his lap, his erect dick laid comfortably near his stomach making for the perfect seat. The searing heat from her soaking wet opening made Inuyasha choke while he sucked. Without any hesitation, Kagome sensually rocked her hips up and down his length, the sweet slick from her folds allowing her to slide from the base to the tip with controlled ease.

“Fuck.” Inuyasha moaned. “You’re so hot.”

Kagome whimpered in reply, his girthy cock giving her the friction against the wetness of her sex and bundle of nerves at the apex that she was so desperate for.

“Your reward,” she whimpered as she gripped the hair at the base of Inuyasha’s neck, pulling him closer into her. “For doing so well.”

They were both lost for a moment in the feeling of her pussy grinding against his entire cock. The pleasure was so good that Inuyasha’s arms inadvertently flexed harder against the ropes that bound him, a groan falling past his lips and into her flushed skin.

Kagome whined pathetically, “I never told you to stop!”

Aroused as hell, Inuyasha gladly continued to flick his tongue on her swollen, pink buds while he groaned. Her tits bounced against his face with every forward grind of her hips on his lap, and her drunken expression told him that she was going to cum again soon.

Kagome felt everything all at once, the pleasure of his mouth on her tits while she used him to rub her clit to reach her precipice. Her entire body was on fire, the heat becoming so intense that she slid faster and faster in order to reach higher temperatures. And, Kagome was certain that if it weren’t for the ropes, her boyfriend would be holding her waist to help her cum quicker on top of him. Her body was tingling and shaking with every move she made as she climbed to her peak, her clit and hole throbbing with desire for him while she danced on his lap. It was beginning to become too much, too hot, too high, and as her toes curled and her head rolled back, her second orgasm washed over her in white-hot pleasure.

“Mmm, so good! So- mmm!” She cried and whined through it; the only thing keeping her tethered to earth was Inuyasha’s lips as he placed open-mouthed kisses down the length of her neck.

“So beautiful. Fucking ethereal,” Inuyasha praised as he helped her come down. His voice was laced with a tense huskiness as his dick twitched beneath her dripping opening, just begging for something for it to fill. Still riding her high, Kagome leaned forward and met his lips in a fevered kiss. She gently cupped his face between her hands as she flicked her tongue with his and bit down on his bottom lip.

“Say my name,” Kagome whispered against his mouth. “Say my name and you’ll get an even better reward.”

Getting impossibly harder, the half-demon balled his hands into fists and exhaled as she pulled her head away from his, just enough for him to speak, “Kagome.”

Her head lowered to lick at his jaw. “Again.”

“Kagome.”

She ravaged his neck, sucking and kissing on his pulse point, right where he liked it, and he hummed his approval at her. “Say it again.”

Her hips began to grind themselves against his once more, and she received a low moan in return. He gasped out almost in a whimper, “Fuck, Kagome.”

She smiled against his neck before raising herself onto her knees, gripping the base of his cock that was dripping in her slick. She positioned herself over him, reveling in the sight of his disheveled appearance, firerat still hanging off of his frame. The way it draped off the rippling muscles of his broad chest and toned abdomen had her thanking fate itself for giving her such a man to love and to be loved by in return.

Carefully, she slid downward and, inch by beautiful inch, completely sheathed himself inside of her warm, plush walls.

“Ah, yes!” She cried. “Again, hanyou. Say it again!”

Inuyasha hissed loudly as his head fell back against the headboard, the warmth of her wrapped so tightly around his girth, sending shockwaves down his entire body. “Holy shit! Kagome-“ he cried her name like a prayer.

With unbearable need, she began to roll her hips back and forth, causing stifling chokes and groans to leave her boyfriend's mouth as she took all of him deep into her at an agonizingly slow pace. Her hands were splayed out on his chest for support while she gyrated on top of him, the feeling of finally being completely filled making her want to sob pathetically in relief. She had been so turned on all day, well before they even began roleplaying, that riding him almost felt overwhelming.

Inuyasha, himself, could not stop from moaning every single time Kagome moved. With her full breasts bouncing with every roll of her hips, and the delicious sounds coming out of her lips, all he could do was enjoy the ride and grip the ropes that bound him for dear life. He seemed to be lost in a trance as he watched her hump his painfully hard cock.

“Fuck- if only you could see yourself,” he purred out, low voice like honey despite the crude words he spilled. “My pure, little miko using me to fuck herself. This is what you call purification?”

“I want to be-“ Kagome gasped. “ Your dirty miko. Only yours.”

Inuyasha growled so deep within his chest that she could feel the vibrations through the palms of her hands. “That’s right. Only mine.”

Kagome saw the fire erupt in his golden irises and she knew she was done for. Roleplay or not, she awakened something within him. A wild side that she was the only one who got to see, and she grew wetter at the thought.

She switched the movements to begin lifting her hips before slamming back down, the shift making her lover cry out, “Ah, fuck!” as his hips pushed against her own anytime she lowered down. The ropes tied around his wrists creaked as they were beginning to tear from his resistance, and she knew he could easily break them right now but she was too wrapped up in him to fix anything.

“I love it when you say my name, hanyou. Say it again!” Kagome cried instead. Her thighs were burning, but she refused to stop. She could feel her movements were beginning to slow down and she wouldn’t be able to keep this up, but she was enjoying this power too much. The indescribable view of her boyfriend tied up against the headboard, who moaned her name and twisted his face in pleasure, would keep her going until her legs gave out.

“Kagome- fuck!” Inuyasha growled through gritted teeth, the desperation in his expression and movements only making her eager for more. She wanted to cum on him one more time without any of his physical help, and he was going to do it for her with his words.

“Tell me how much you want me!”

“So fucking bad! Look at you, you’re so sexy, how could I ever stay away?” he rasped out, picking up on exactly what she needed from him. “And, such a fucking good, little miko. Using me to fuck herself like this.”

She couldn’t stop the cry from his praise as her cheeks burned a beautiful shade of red. “With such a pretty fucking pussy, so wet and ready for me to fuck her with. Isn’t that right, Ka-go-me?”

She mewled again in response, grateful for the verbal help her boyfriend could provide her.

“You’re taking me so well, pretty miko. Imagine how good you’ll be when I fuck my cock into you until you scream. Hmm? How does that sound, my sexy girl.”

“Yes!” Kagome begged, feeling the tension in her core winding tighter from his vulgar words. “Yes, please, I want-“

“Want me to ruin you? You won’t be pure anymore.”

“I don’t care anymore!” she sobbed. “I just want you! Only you!”

“Then cum on my dick like the good miko you are. Without my help. I want to see your pretty, little face as you cum on me again,” he ground out. His voice was deep, laced with pure arousal and self-restraint, as if he wanted nothing more than to take her right then and there.

With one hand now steady on his shoulder, Kagome used the other to rub her clit at the same speed she rode his cock. The fiery hot pleasure scorched her entire body, and soon the familiar feeling of the knot in her stomach completely unraveled from within her with high-pitched, little mewls falling out of her lips like a song. Even with electricity coursing through her body down to the tips of her fingers, she was completely transfixed, never taking her eyes off Inuyasha’s, an expression of pure pleasure of his own on his face while he watched her come undone on top of him. At her peak, her vision went white as her back arched and toes curled, the waving pressure from her orgasm so strong she collapsed onto Inuyasha’s chest for support.

Her legs were shaking and her chest heaved for air as she pressed her face into Inuyasha’s skin, breathing him in while she came down from another powerful orgasm. Her body needed to recover before her next move, but she wasn’t sure if her legs could continue to carry her at the moment. Instead of dwelling on the matter, she tilted her head up to kiss her lover’s lips. He had no hesitation kissing her back sloppily and languidly, the smell of her arousal only feeding the hunger he had for her even more.

“Kagome,” Inuyasha whispered into her lips.

“Yes?” She continued to kiss him lazily as she came back into her still-needy body.

“Color.”

“Green.”

Instantly, he began to rock his hips into her while she could only cling to him, her blunt nails digging into the skin of his shoulders. The tip of his cock was hitting the deepest parts of her walls, and all she could do was whimper and cry in his ear. He always loved the sounds she made for him and she wanted to give him everything, just as he was doing for her, the pace he was fucking up into her at never giving.

“Yes, yes, yes, ah, fuck!”

“Such a dirty mouth,” he laughed. “I ought to tell on you for being so sinful.”

Kagome whimpered. The way he was pumping into her was too good to think of any snarky reply.

“See what I meant, miko? Instead of purifying me, you became a half demon's plaything.”

“Yes!” she cried. “All I wanted-“

“God, I can’t wait to touch you. You wanted to be my little fuck toy?” Inuyasha growled. The rope around his wrists were on their final string, and with one more move they would be torn apart.

“Just wanted you! It's always been you!” she cried.

The ropes broke away from his wrists, followed by a snap from the bed frame that went unnoticed by either Inuyasha and Kagome. His hands were on her faster than she could blink, holding her waist down as he continued bucking his hips into her relentlessly. Loud slapping sounds of skin-on-skin rang in their ears as her juices dripped down his thighs and balls to coat them in her essence.

“You’ve had fun teasing me and being in control tonight, haven’t you, pretty girl? But, now I’m going to make you mine. That what you want?”

“Oh god!” Kagome screamed, “Please, yes!” Once again, the knot in her stomach was about to unravel, more and more with every thrust of his hips hitting that place deep inside her.

“It’s your turn, Kagome. Say my name,” all honey was gone from his voice,now replaced with a feral growl.

“Inuyasha!”

His cock twitched inside her at the sweet sound. He mimicked the very same words she had used on him, “Say it again.”

“Inuyasha- please, yes! Inu-“ she gasped, her words faltering and body going taut as he sent her fourth orgasm crashing hard through her exhausted body.

He kissed her. Roughly and passionately while he swallowed all her moans and cries. Gentle, shaky hands moved from his shoulders to cup his face as she kissed him back with returned emotion. They both stayed that way for a while, connected by their most intimate parts as their heated kiss turned slow and tender. But, they both knew the scene wasn’t over. He wasn’t done with her yet.

Gently, he shifted her to lay back onto the mattress, seemingly completely unphased by the lack of muscle ache he would have felt if he were human from having his arms bound for so long. Hovering over her so he could see how blissfully fucked his girlfriend looked, she took in his lean form and his intent to continue until he found his fulfillment as well.

“I know you didn’t ask,” she spoke sweetly as her hands roamed the expanse of his strong chest. “But, it’s so green. So very green.”

Inuyasha chuckled and gently kissed her forehead as a silent reply.

“My sinful little miko, I love how easily you cum. You still have one more left in ya? Cause I’m about to fuck you so hard you may not have a choice.”

Although Kagome was absolutely fucked out, she was definitely ready for the final round if he was going to take over. She delightfully hummed her approval into their shared kiss, the movement of his lips on hers providing her one last dose of energy for the final move. His mouth continued to move down her jaw and onto her neck, licking and sucking her pulse point and collarbone to purposefully leave bruises for later.

He continued lower down until he reached her breasts and gave them more much-needed attention by flicking the pink buds with his tongue before randomly sucking them to catch her off guard. After lightly nipping at each pebbled nipple, she was helpless to arch her back and crush her milky tits into his face just to feel more of his touch. Reading her every desire, he continued his assault on her breasts, incorporating his hands to squeeze and play.

Kagome mewled and whined underneath him as she floated up to cloud nine. Inuyasha worked wonders with his tongue and he proved it every single time he used it on her. She could feel her pussy pulsing over nothing, the anticipation of being filled again overcoming her.

“Inuyasha, please-“

He playfully bit her nipple again before sucking on it to soothe the pain, his ears twitching at the whiny moan she released. “Please what, miko?”

“Please take me!” she begged breathlessly, her hips grinding in little circles underneath him in an attempt to release some of the ache.

“So needy for me,” he teased before placing a kiss on her stomach. “But, I will reward you since you asked so nicely.”

In a flash, he flipped her over to her hands and knees, the quick movement making her dizzy. But, it didn’t take long to right herself before she rested her head on the bed and arched her back for him, allowing Inuyasha a full view of her most vulnerable state.

“Beautiful,” Inuyasha soothed as ran his hand down her spine and gave her ass a squeeze. He gave his cock a few pumps to relieve some pressure and groaned. “That’s it. Stay just like that. I wanna keep looking at your pretty little pussy.”

The bed shifted as Inuyasha lowered himself off and kneeled down beside the edge of it before grabbing her thighs and dragging her backward towards him. The sudden movement made Kagome yelp, taken by surprise, but as soon as she realized why he did it, her toes curled in anticipation.

She could feel her pussy slick dripping down her thighs and wet folds. Had she not been so comfortable with Inuyasha, she would have been embarrassed. But instead, she peeked her head around just to see his reaction. He was practically drooling at the sight of her, and it was making Kagome blush madly. She was absolutely soaked, and it was the hottest fucking thing knowing that he was the only one who could make her this aroused.

“What’s taking you so long, hanyou?” Kagome asked, finally finding her voice.

“Just appreciating my meal. Stay still, miko.”

He grabbed the plush of her cheeks with both hands and spread them apart for better access before he dipped his tongue into her pussy and curled, the juices completely coating his face as he quickly got lost eating her out from behind.

Kagome loudly gasped, her hands fisting into the sheets at the immediate sensation. “Oh god!”

She arched her back further, the pleasure completely taking over her entire body as he lapped at her. He was fucking her with his tongue while his finger rubbed her clit from below, and it was taking everything in Kagome not to press her hips harder into his face.

“Yes! Like that, so good!” she squealed into the bedsheets. She could feel her own drool pooling onto the blanket but she was too into the moment to care.

Inuyasha pulled his tongue out of her and plugged in his two fingers instead, fucking her fast and hard while he continued working her clit with his other hand. “Fuck yourself with my fingers, pretty miko. I want to watch you use them.”

Doing as she was told, Kagome began to move her hips and fuck herself just as he commanded, her pussy practically sucking his fingers in with a squelch from each thrust. “Yes, yes, yes!”

He dipped down to bite her ass cheek, adding a kiss to it afterwards to dull the sting. “That’s it. You’re wringing my fingers like a good, little slut. Is that what you are?”

“Mmhm!”

“Miko, I couldn’t hear you. What are you to me?”

She could imagine the huge smirk on his face without even having to look at him. “I-I’m your little slut. Only yours!”

His fingers felt so good as she moved on them, desperate to drive him deeper, but she wanted him to fill her completely again.

“That’s right, only my slut. Only my dirty miko. No one else’s.”

She felt his fingers come out of her as soon as the pressure in her stomach was starting to wind and she groaned in protest, crying out in eroticpain as he slapped her ass from her whine.

“Complaining now? When I’m about to give you what you want, huh?” He dragged the head of his dick on her wet pussy and she shuddered at the feeling. “I can easily take it away and leave you needy and waiting.”

“No, please no! Please fuck me, I take it back- ah!”

“Shhh,” he soothed as he slowly pushed himself inside of her, “I’m here. I forgive you, my little miko.”

Inuyasha’s fingers dug into her as he started pounding her from behind, hitting her ass with his hips to get deeper with every thrust. He kissed her back and shoulders to keep her level with the scene, reminding her that it was still just him and her in the moment.

Little moans and whimpers fell from her lips as she could only grip onto the sheets while he fucked her well, goosebumps running down her arms as he covered her back with his kisses. Her body was hot and cold at the same time while he pumped into her, the sensation of being filled by him in this position overwhelmingly delicious. Kagome could feel him so deep inside of her like this, hitting the spot she wanted the most over and over again.

His hands left her hips and grabbed the loose strands of hair that had fallen down her shoulders, the light touch sending shockwaves down her spine. Her hair pulled back as he held her steady, causing her to hover over the bed until her grasping hands found purchase on the broken headboard to stay in position.

Like this, she felt so vulnerable and used and she absolutely loved being at his mercy with her mouth hung open as she cried for him. She knew he only held her so roughly like this because she loved being submissive to him in bed. Outside of the bedroom, he respected her too much to ever make her feel less of a person. Inside the bedroom, however, she loved being treated this way. Used until there were tears pricking her eyes.

“You feel so fucking good,” he praised through gritted teeth. “Your pussy was made for me.”

“Yes, only you!”

He let her hair go and she collapsed back into the sheets before he started fucking into her even harder, the grip on her hips so tight she was sure there would be welcomed bruises tomorrow morning. The rutting of his hips hitting her ass was so fast and hard she was seeing stars.

She wanted Inuyasha to cum in her now, but she wanted to look at his face as he did so. “Turn me over, Inuyasha. I want to hold you when you-”

Taking no less than a second, he pulled out of her and flipped her on her back before quickly sliding himself back inside. He lifted one of her legs over his shoulder while he loomed over her and pounded into her sopping hole. Kagome could see how his eyes focused on her tits bouncing in a hypnotic rhythm with every thrust before he bent down and popped a nipple into his mouth to alleviate his craving, the sensation jolting through her to her very core that was beginning to tighten.

“Inuyasha, I’m so close!” Kagome gasped just as she realized it. He looked up at her with lust-filled eyes and a beautifully flushed face.

“Fucking cum for me then. Cum all over my cock. It’s all yours. Just like you wanted.”

“Oh god, yes!”

Inuyasha gave a primal snarl as he continued his unabaiting pace, the trembling all over his body was telling Kagome he was also going to cum soon.

Kagome’s walls clenched around his length as she felt herself ascending, and her breathing turned ragged with desperate cries for more, more, more. Her moans were nothing but tiny, high-pitched yelps as she gripped the pillow behind her head. Inuyasha looked wild from above her, amber eyes shining bright with lust while he drove into her. It was enough to make the growing pleasure in her body hit her abdomen, and she spread her thighs further apart for him to fuck into her deeper.

“I’m—“ She screamed, “Inuyasha!”

Her entire body went stiff and her back arched as pure heat spread over the length of her tired frame. Her nails dug into the skin of his shoulder when she blindly reached out to find any part of him she could grab, lips forming in a little ‘o’ as her eyes and head rolled back.

“Fuck, you look so pretty when you cum,” the half demon moaned and with one last, powerful thrust, his own release came tumbling right after hers,her walls spasming and clenching around his girth. She felt his hot seed spilling out inside of her as it flooded and slowly dripped out of her overly sensitive pussy. He continued to grind into her while she inadvertently shook and shivered from a round of such intense lovemaking.

“I can’t-“ Kagome gasped. “Inuyasha, please!” She pushed him out of her and squeezed her thighs together as she rode out the aftershocks of her orgasm. Her body was so sensitive that she couldn’t take another thrust of his cock.

“Osuwari,” she whimpered.

Inuyasha simply smiled down at her with all the love in the world, gently pressing kisses to her cheeks and forehead, his fingers stroking through her hopelessly messy raven hair.

“Kagome, I was done with the scene as soon as we both came.” He kissed her again and looked at her apologetically. “I’m sorry if I pushed you too hard.”

Kagome sighed contentedly and leaned into his gentle touch. “Please don’t apologize. I loved everything about it. I just can’t take any more. It was so good, you were so good.”

Inuyasha sweetly placed a kiss to her lips. “I should be telling you that, babe.”

He removed his fire rat robe from his shoulders and reached out his hands for her to take. “Up.”

With slow movements, Kagome was hoisted up so she could sit up straight, her body already sore from the number of positions they had worked through tonight. Inuyasha, always attentive to her every move, noticed this and immediately covered her in his robe. It was a comforting warmth and it smelled just like him—rain and cedar and the salt from his sweat.

Kagome snuggled into the fabric with a satisfied smile, “Thank you.”

Quickly, Inuyasha undid whatever was left of the messy bed sheet and climbed onto the bed, patting the empty side before grabbing his girlfriend gently by the waist and dragging her to his chest. “Baby, you did so well. You deserve some rest.”

He grabbed the blanket and pulled it over the both of them. Kagome hummed as she curled into his chest, the warmth radiating from the firerat, his body, and the blanket allowing her body to relax as her shivers calmed down. Inuyasha’s free hand gently rubbed down her back in soothing circles while the other held her flush to his body, their legs entangling beneath the sheets to get as close to each other as possible.

“Thank you for tonight,” she said in a little voice, knowing his hearing would have no problem picking up her words.

Inuyasha leaned in to place a tender kiss to the top of her head. “If you’re ever up for it, we can do it again. Or, anything else you want to do. But right now, you need to sleep. Then, I’m feeding you as soon as you wake up.”

“Mmm. That sounds nice,” she hummed, pausing, “We need to fix the headboard, too.”

Kagome heard him laugh, the sound of it making her feel happy and complete. She thanked every higher power in the universe that she had found someone who thought her comfort was his absolute top priority. It made her body stop shaking and seep deeper into his.

“We’ll worry about that later. I love you,” he whispered.

She was almost in the throes of sleep, but she managed to place a little peck on his chest before she fell. Kagome smiled as she was reminded, once again, just how lucky she was to have Inuyasha. Her hanyou.

“And, I love you.”

[superpixie42]

The End!

OMG we made it and I didn't crack and just post it all at once. Thank you guys for joining me on this storytelling experiment.

For those of you who (like me) prefer binge reading, the whole fic is now up on AO3.

Please note the AO3 upload is 4 chapters not 8 because I paired the matching POV pieces together (so 1&2 are together, and so on).

Enjoy 💙

Rated E

Summary: Kagome Higurashi wanted to be anywhere but at the grungy bus station at 6am with her screaming infant. But when the local delinquent turns out to be a total sweetheart, maybe things aren't as bad as they seem to be. The story of how one act of kindness deserves another, and how strangers became closer than family. Includes fanart from Wolfcry77.

Story Tags: Modern AU. Single Mom Kagome. Gruff on the outside but puppy on the inside Inuyasha. Bus friends to actual friends to lovers. Found family feels. Slowburn for people in a hurry. Eventual sexual content. Oral sex. Wholesome love making but also they have a very good time. The pining is mutual I pinky promise. If you don't have a communication breakdown is it even InuKag?

Dating Kagome Higurashi was unlike anything Inuyasha had ever experienced before. She was thoughtful, and caring, and the most genuinely sweet person he'd ever met. And she trusted him, not just with her heart, but with her son. The first time he watched Toru for her was just for half an hour, staying in the apartment with him while Kagome ran downstairs to the laundromat to swap a load of clothes. He'd been mildly terrified, but it had been fine, and the look on Kagome's face when she came back to him and Toru playing with Toru’s stacking cups was nothing short of incredible. Now, as he came through the door every morning, Toru’s shrieks of "Yaya, Yaya!!" absolutely crushed his heart. Nobody was as happy to see him as Kagome and Toru. Nobody acknowledged him or missed him like they did...not for a real fuckin’ long time.

Inuyasha loved Kagome. He just wished he could tell her.

Not that there weren’t opportunities. Sometimes the mood, the moment, or whatever romantic bullshit it was called would just feel different and his brain would scream do it now. But then he could feel her anxiety spike and he would back off. He understood; clearly, she'd been burned before and was worried about getting burned again. He respected her need to keep things "unofficial" and low pressure. It’s not like the lack of labels was holding them back.

They didn’t go out much, since their schedules - plus Toru’s routine - made it hard to justify the time it took to get anywhere, but he was more than happy to just spend their time in Kagome’s apartment. He could never get enough of kissing her, or even just holding her hand. And being home meant that on the rare occasion that Toru was having a playdate with Grandma Higurashi and Uncle Souta, they could take full advantage.

Inuyasha shouldn’t have been surprised to realize Kagome would be as chatty in bed as she was everywhere else. She whispered dirty things in his ear, she guided his speed through foreplay, and she was very enthusiastic at telling him when he was a good boy.

But it caught him completely off-guard when, instead of telling him harder, slower, or more, she moaned, “Move in with me.”

He halted his movements, his fingers still two knuckles deep, and his lips around her nipple. “What?” he asked, his reply almost inaudible through his mouthful of tit. But Kagome didn’t repeat it, instead she scrambled up from under him, grabbing their box of condoms from under her bed.

She shoved it into his chest. “In me. Move in me, now.”

He wasn’t going to argue. Instead he decided to treat this romp like a job interview, making sure he showed her just what she could look forward to, every night if she wanted it, once he moved in. He suited up, grabbed her hips, and flipped them around so she could have the ride of her life.

Kagome doubled over, her orgasm rendering her abs temporarily useless. Inuyasha grabbed her thighs, pushing himself as far into her clenched core as he could, reaching his own completion and filling the condom. As he came down from his high, he realized he could smell salt in the air along with their combined scents. He immediately released her legs, thinking he might have pierced her hips. The skin under his fingers was slightly red from the pressure, but perfectly intact.

He quickly scanned her frame, not seeing any bruises or cuts, or anything to indicate why she was crying. He reached up and brushed the one wayward tear from her cheek. "You ok?" he asked, his voice half an octave lower than usual.

She sniffled before answering, "It was just, it was so good!"

He barked out a laugh, entirely in agreement, before her next sentence made his blood run cold.

"Nobody else is going to be this good! You've ruined me!"

He blinked twice, his body nearly going into shock at how quickly he shifted from elated to absolutely pissed. He let out an aggravated huff and used his strength to lift her up and off of him, dropping her ass down onto the mattress and ignoring her groan at his sudden exit from her body.

"What the fuck Kagome? You don't even let me get the condom off before you're thinking about someone else? I assumed we were exclusive, but this is the shittest way to tell me I was wrong."

"What someone else? There isn't anyone else!" she shouted, another tear sliding down her cheek. He let this one fall on its own.

"You are literally crying because nobody else is going to get you off that good."

"Exactly!"

He threw his hands in the air, trying not to scream in frustration. He needed her to stop talking in circles.

"Kagome, why can't we just keep having sex if it was good?"

Even with all the smells perfuming her apartment, Inuyasha could almost taste how sad she had made herself thinking of her answer. She refused to look at him, instead staring at her nails as she nervously ripped her cuticles apart.

"I know you heard me...based on how much of an ass I made of myself, clearly I can't keep doing friends with benefits. And…" she sniffled, "people don't date single moms. People don't want to deal with moments being ruined by screaming babies, or weeks of dry spells because I'm just too tired. My best hope is the occasional date that goes really well...only now I know it won't go anywhere near as well as this and that's just not fair."

He leaned forward, hooking a long finger under her chin to force her to look at him. "I guess it's a good thing I'm not ‘people’, then," he said, wiggling his ears for emphasis.

Kagome let out a snort, shaking her head at him. "You're the best people I know, and you don't have to make this a thing because I caught feelings."

"What if I want it to be a thing because I caught feelings a long time ago and thought this was already a thing?"

She bit her lip nervously, clearly not entirely convinced he wasn't just humoring her.

"I know you have to be cautious, because of Toru,” he said gently, “and I don’t want to pressure you. So if you want to back up and do an official dating thing and not the move-in and having sex thing, I can do that. I love you. And we can do this whatever way makes you feel safe."

Her eyes lit up, her signature smile finally replaced her nervous lip biting. "You would move in? Really? With Toru and the mess and my one tiny bathroom?"

He leaned forward and cupped her face in his left hand. “I like Toru. And I like you. I love you more than I’ve ever loved anyone.”

She blinked, her eyes sparking, “I love you too, Inuyasha.”

He leaned forward, kissing her slowly until he was sure her tears had stopped.

“Besides,” he said, pulling from this kiss with his trademark smirk plastered on his face, “one small bathroom just means you have no choice but to shower with me.”

He grabbed at her hands and hoisted her up off the bed, making a beeline for the shower. Maybe they did things a little out of order, but that was okay. They were writing their story their way, and he didn’t care what the cover looked like as long as they got their happily ever after. And looking into Kagome’s face as she smiled up at him and followed him through the sea of toddler toys to the bathroom, he knew they were already almost there.

THE END

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Pixie

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[keichanz]

The Butterfly Effect

written for the @art-inuspiration reverse bang event. i'm actually quite surprised at how easy this was to write. i mean i had it finished in like the first week of june lol glad i can finally share it now!

my partner was @nikelaos87 and the fanart they made is just too freaking cute ;lkajdfkljfd; be sure to check 'em out and give 'em a follow! ❤️ because without them, this fic literally wouldn't exist lol

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Tiny bare feet padded across sun-warmed concrete, away from the safety of the house and the woman inside putting away groceries. A child’s laugh rang out as shimmering white wings led the tiny figure clad in a red sundress toward a structure that housed an old wooden well. A great tree towered over the shrine’s courtyard, a silent sentinel, and its many branches cast an intricate web of shadows upon the ground that trembled and rustled with the wind.

The child paused and stared up at the massive tree, blinking wide chocolate eyes. She smiled, waved at the tree, and then her attention was abruptly recaptured as her quarry fluttered by her in a dance of pearlescent glimmer. Laughing, she gave chase once again, her eyes on the pretty butterfly that reminded her of her papa’s silver hair.

Farther and farther the butterfly guided the quarter-demon known as Moroha away from her guardian and closer to the old well house that had been in the Higurashi family for generations, or so her great-grandfather claimed. Moroha was hardly aware of how far she’d gone, having too much fun running after the butterfly and going on her own little adventure. She couldn’t wait to tell Mama and Papa!

The butterfly doubled back, circled Moroha’s head in which she twirled around to keep her eyes on it with a delighted laugh, and then watched as it flew toward the well house and disappeared inside. Moroha didn’t hesitate in going after it, easily slipping her little body through the cracked door. It was dark inside and the tot thought about going back out where it was brighter – she didn’t like the dark – but then her butterfly friend appeared before her and seemed to radiate a white glow that cast away the scary shadows.

Beaming, Moroha dropped onto her butt and scooted down the stairs, glad that her pretty butterfly stayed with her the entire time so she didn’t have to be afraid. When her bare feet touched the floor, she clapped in success and did a little dance. Her butterfly friend twirled in the air before fluttering away to hover above the well for a few seconds and then venture into it, disappearing from view.

Curious, Moroha toddled up to the well and reached up with small hands to grasp the wooden lip as she stood on her tip-toes, giving little grunts of effort as she tried to peer into the dark depths. She gasped in delight when she saw her butterfly fluttering somewhere in the middle of the shaft, its white opalescent glow briefly illuminating the walls as it fluttered to and fro. It flew up to hover before her, landed quickly on her nose, and then dove back down into the dark depths.

Releasing a joyous laugh, Moroha bent her knees, jumped up, and hooked her tiny claws into the wood to haul herself up onto the lip of the wooden structure. She wobbled for a minute before regaining her balance and then blinked down into the well. She saw her butterfly friend, patiently waiting for her to join it, and with a giggle, Moroha jumped.

One minute Moroha was falling, and the next she was floating, suspended in air and she watched with wide chocolate eyes as a pretty blue light surrounded her body. She wiggled around and somehow ended upside down. As gravity does, her red sundress fell to fall around her head and she laughed as she tried to push it back up as the blue light steadily started fading out until suddenly she was lying at the bottom of the well. The last vestiges of blue vanished and Moroha was left blinking up at the square of clear blue sky above her.

“Whoa,” she said just as a white butterfly flew across that blue square and her eyes lit up with glee. She got to her feet and waved with a huge smile, but her butterfly only lingered for a few seconds before fluttering away, out of sight.

Moroha’s smile faded and she pouted. “Hey, come back!” she called and looked around for a way to get out of the well. Usually her papa helped her onto high places and she opened her mouth to call—

A shadow suddenly fell over her and Moroha looked up. A figure shrouded in black was leaning over the opening of the well and the toddler blinked just as a gruff and very familiar voice echoed down to her.

“What the—a kid? How the hell—”

Immediately Moroha’s smile returned and she reached her arms up, bouncing on her feet in elation. She called for him, but the figure didn’t respond as he looked around before grumbling something under his breath and abruptly leaping into the old well. The figure landed beside her and Moroha was swept up into strong arms before they were flying up and out, landing gently on the green grass beside the old wooden structure.

Hastily Moroha is set down onto the grass and the figure clad in scarlet backed away. He doesn’t go far, though, and watched as the toddler is immediately distracted by a small patch of flowers growing nearby. She toddled over with an exclamation of delight and squatted down to make a small bouquet.

Puzzled but undeniably amused by the admittedly cute squirt, the figure crouched down and observed as the kid nearly inhaled the blossoms by sniffing them so hard.

“How’d a kid get all the way out here?” he mused to himself and the sound of his voice attracted her attention as big brown eyes swung his way. “And in the well? Where are your parents?” He frowned and eyed the strange kimono she was wearing. “And what in the hell kind of kimono is that?”

The child grinned and abandoned the flowers to toddle over to him. “Hi, Papa!”

Reeling back in something akin to shocked confusion, the figure sputtered as he scrambled away from her, eyes wide as he shot to his feet in an instinctive response to flee. The kid stopped and stared up at him, blinking those big brown eyes as she cocked her head to the side in obvious perplexity.

“P-papa?” he echoed, shaking his head. “Kid, I ain’t your—”

The wind shifted and he suddenly froze as a very, very familiar scent drifted up to him on the breeze. Accompanied with a lighter, sunshiny sent that he identified as her own and another that was almost damn near intoxicating, the scarlet-clad figure swallowed thickly and slowly, so slowly, crouched down again to her level, the disbelief writ clear across his face. The toddler scooted closer to him again and grabbed fistfuls of his suikan, her tiny hands stroking the fabric as she talked to herself as often children her age did.

Steeling himself, he inhaled and there it was again: his scent. He smelled himself on her which was impossible because he’d never seen this kid before in his entire life. He shook his head again, at a complete loss, momentarily stunned as he tried to process this new information. She lifted her head and beamed at him, displaying tiny little fangs, and the startling discovery of just exactly what she was nearly knocked him back onto his ass.

“You’re…you’re quarter-youkai,” he whispered, hardly believing what his nose was clearly telling him. “But…how are you…”

While she continued to smile and idly play with the beads around his neck, he directed his gaze behind her to the old wooden well that had been there for as long as he could remember. It always smelled of wood and old magic; it actually reminded him of one of Kikyou's arrows right after she charged it with—

A tiny hand, tipped with wee claws, grabbed one of his larger hands and he snapped his gaze down to the tot before him. He looked from her, to the well, to her again, and slowly shook his head. That was…impossible. His brows dipped into a frown as another thought occurred to him. But then again…the Bone Eater’s Well didn’t get its name for nothing. Just where exactly did the bones end up…? It didn’t…could they really…?

“Papa,” she said again and his heart ached.

Swallowing past the sudden tightness in his throat, he carefully and achingly slowly picked the tot up to cradle her in his arms as he got to his feet. The child was completely unfazed, utterly trusting and that fact merely solidified his rapidly mounting suspicions. She continued to play with the purple beads around his neck, oblivious to his silent scrutiny as she softly talked to him and herself, fabricating some sort of story he was only half-listening to. That utterly delicious scent teased his nose again and he closed his eyes, taking it in, letting it settle in his mind, his heart, determined to memorize it.

If this pup smelled like him…and that other delectable scent he detected in which he was sure belonged to a woman…and she kept calling him that…

Something warm and wonderful took root in his chest and steadily blossomed outward, enveloping his entire body, making him feel lighter than air but at the same time grounded from the warm, pleasant weight of the child in his arms. He released a breath he hadn’t even realized he’d been holding and when he opened his eyes, he was greeted with the sight of a big smile and bright, brown eyes gazing up at him with all the love a child felt for her father.

The breath hitched in his throat as he felt himself returning that smile, the corners of his lips curling up without his permission.

“I think,” he began roughly, feeling ridiculously choked up. “I think…you’re a long way from home, runt.”

She blinked and tilted her head, not quite understanding what he meant. Then her nose suddenly wrinkled and an adorable frown marred her small brow. She leaned into him, sniffed once, and cast her frown up at him.

He resisted the urge to wince, feeling guilty. Which was dumb considering…well. Instead, he offered a wry smile and said, “Yeah. Can’t imagine you’d understand why I smell like—…why I don’t smell like your mom.”

“Where’s Mama?” she asked and that time he did wince. A single sniff of the air told him it was time to wrap this up. He didn’t want to see what would happen if she caught a glimpse of the kid.

“Alright,” he said roughly and cleared his throat. “Time to go. Your parents are probably worryin’ and wonderin’ where you ran off to.”

The tot blinked again and then smiled at him, so trusting. She started talking, her words slurred enough where he didn’t quite understand, but it didn’t matter. She seemed happy, and he supposed that’s what mattered. Then her eyes met his, her hand touched his cheek, and he had to close his eyes against the rush of emotion that swept over him in that moment. God, just the thought, the idea was enough to almost have him collapsing. How pathetic was that?

“Papa?” he heard and somehow, he knew she was asking if he was alright. His heart swelled even more and he released a shuddering breath.

"Yeah, kiddo," he murmured and stepped closer to the well. He paused and simply stared at her, taking in her brown eyes, dark hair, tiny bare feet, and the strange little red kimono she wore. Suddenly overcome with an urge he couldn't even hope to resist, he leaned forward and buried his nose into her hair, taking the chance to inhale her scent and commit it to memory. He smelled her, himself, and something floral and light and wonderful, and he had to wonder just who was she was. Who was the woman that loved a half-breed enough to be willing to…?

“Inuyasha.”

Swallowing thickly, Inuyasha leaned back and sucked in a breath before glancing over his shoulder, spotting familiar robes of red and white billowing in the breeze. He turned back to the pup in his arms.

"Yeah," he called back and released as low, shaky sigh. "Yeah. I'm coming, Kikyou."

Carefully shifting the pup around so he could hold her up with his hands beneath her arms, he simply held her in front of him for a moment, studying her cherubic features, her brilliant smile, the little bow in her hair that made it seem like she…like she had…

He blinked, and then laughed a little, the sound husky, low. She giggled in response and reached for him.

Unable to help himself, he leaned forward and nuzzled his nose against the soft skin of her cheek. Her tiny arms went around his neck and the breath hitched in his throat.

Forcing himself to lean back, he gave the pup one last smile, just a slight quirk of his lips, and whispered, "See ya later, kiddo."

He leaned down, lowered her until he held her just beyond the lip of the well, and then let go. She fell and he was completely unsurprised to see a glowing blue light envelope the baby girl in its soothing magic and the last thing he saw before she vanished into the depths of time was her brilliant, laughing smile.

Inuyasha stood there for a moment more after she was gone, staring into the inky blackness of the well and then watching as a white butterfly landed on the lip, iridescent wings fluttering gently.

Another call of his name had him releasing a soft sigh but he was smiling as he turned around, for the first time daring to hope, to imagine what kind of life a half-breed like himself awaited him. And when his companion asked him what had happened, he merely shook his head, unable to reveal something that he would hold close to his heart for many, many years to come.

The butterfly lingered a few seconds more before fluttering away, a trace of old, invisible magic trailing behind it.

“Cereal isn’t a soup, Inuyasha. Cereal is cereal.”

“It is so a soup. It’s food floating in a liquid base. Soup.”

“Milk isn’t considered a broth, though. It makes the cereal gross and soggy, whereas a vegetable stock or something adds to the flavor.”

“Not if it’s Cocoa Puffs. Turns the milk into chocolate milk. And I usually eat it before it gets soggy, anyway. It’s fucking soup.”

“Mmm. Some broccoli cheddar soup sounds delicious right now.”

“You just had two cheeseburgers and a large fry from McDonald’s before your appointment. You can’t be hungry again already.”

“Tell that to your spawn that likes to use my bladder for kick practice. Hey, did you remember to pick up—”

“Yes, Kagome, I remembered to pick up the giant jar of pickles, a twelve pack of tuna fish, and a pint of cookie dough ice cream.”

“Mmm, I knew there was a reason I married you.”

“My hot, godly body.”

“Is it that obvious?”

The couple were laughing quietly as they crested the top of the shine stairs, Inuyasha supporting his heavily pregnant wife with a hand at her back as they climbed the last step. They hadn’t even taken two steps into the courtyard before they spotted a frantic Mrs. Higurashi running toward them, their two-year-old nowhere in sight.

Immediately Inuyasha was on alert while Kagome tensed beside him, her scent getting clouded with a hint of fear and anxiety as he tuned his senses to his surroundings. His ear flicked and he’d just turned his gaze across the shrine to an old structure when his mother-in-law finally reached them.

“Oh, Kagome, Inuyasha!” she panted, her eyes wide and her face pale; it was clear she was frantic with worry. “I’ve looked everywhere! I can’t find Moroha!”

Kagome whipped out a hand and clutched his arm, fingers digging in hard. “What—”

“I just turned my back for a minute to put away groceries and I—I guess I didn’t shut the door tight enough—”

“Inuyasha—!” Darting her gaze to her husband, Kagome was nearly as frantic as her mother, her face pale, her heart rate skyrocketing.

“Relax, Kagome,” Inuyasha calmly told his wife, his eyes looking somewhere across the shrine and his voice slightly distracted. “I know where she is.”

While Mrs. Higurashi put her hand over her heart and looked about ready to sob in relief, Kagome frowned at him and followed his gaze. “What do you—”

Without answering, Inuyasha headed toward the well house and bemused, but hopeful, mother and daughter followed after him.

He reached the well house only a short minute later and slid the door open the rest of the way before slipping inside. If his ears hadn’t already heard the barely there sound of a child’s soft voice echoing up from the depths of the well, his nose told him that his suspicious were correct. Without hesitation or sparing the two confused women behind him a glance, he vaulted himself over the lip and fell down the shaft.

Inuyasha landed with a quiet thud on the packed earth that layered the bottom and his daughter grinned up at him, safe and unharmed. He quirked a grin back and gathered her up into his arms.

"Runt," he said and tapped her nose with a clawed finger. "You gave your grandma quite the scare and nearly gave your mama a heart attack."

She giggled and smashed her hands over her mouth. "Sorry, Papa."

His smile was soft and slightly nostalgic. "So what did you think of your old man when he was just an impulsive whelp? Haven't changed a bit, have I."

Moroha considered this and then wrinkled her nose a second later. "Smelled weird. Not like Mama."

Inuyasha’s ears flattened and he sighed. "That was…a very old and…good friend of your dad's, pup. I haven't thought about her in a long time."

Moroha cocked her head and asked with a small frown, "You miss her?"

Inuyasha blinked and then cracked a wry grin. "Yeah. Sometimes I do."

"Moroha!"

"Hi, Mama!"

Wincing, Inuyasha glanced at his daughter and muttered, "Let's, uh, keep that part to ourselves, okay kiddo? It'll be our secret, just you and me."

Moroha’s eyes widened at the prospect of having a secret just between her and her papa and she nodded emphatically on agreement.

"Secret!" she whispered and then giggled, smashing her hands against her mouth.

"Secret," he agreed and kissed her forehead before promptly launching the both of them up and out of the well.

"Moroha!" Kagome cried and immediately reached for her. Mrs. Higurashi looked relieved and smiled before quietly leaving to go back to the house, figuring her daughter and son-in-law would explain later.

"She's fine," Inuyasha assured as he let his wife take their daughter into her arms. "Not a scratch on her."

"Sorry, Mama," Moroha said and wrapped her arms around her mother's neck as she tucked herself against her. "Didn't mean to scare you."

Shaking her head, Kagome looked for herself for any bruises or scratches anywhere on her little girl's body, but as her husband had said, she was perfectly fine. Befuddled, Kagome clutched Moroha to her chest and stared at Inuyasha with wide eyes, her face still a little paler than usual.

"What…how…Inuyasha…? I-I don't…"

Looking from his daughter, who looked just about ready for a nap as she rested against her mother, and to his wife who was staring at him with a slight frown and big, inquisitive eyes, Inuyasha allowed the smile he reserved only for his girls to curl his lips upward.

He stepped closer and kissed first his daughter's forehead, then his wife's before he wrapped an arm around her shoulders and started ushering her up the well house stairs then back outside.

"Have I ever told you about my time living five hundred years ago? During the Feudal Era?"

Still puzzled, Kagome answered in the negative. Inuyasha tucked her into his side as he stared up into the sky, smiling when he caught a flash of iridescent white among the intricate webbing of Goshinboku's tree branches.

"I remember one time," he began as he led his little family toward the house. "I was lounging in Goshinboku, just takin' it easy, when suddenly I hear the most peculiar sound coming from the well…"

And as the half-demon regaled his wife and daughter with tales from his past – or rather one particular tale – a little white butterfly with beautiful wings that shimmered in the sunlight gently fluttered in the breeze, going up, up, up into the Great Tree's branches…and vanished.

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Chapter 7 Dreams Shattered 

Inuyasha knew he looked annoyed, even irritated, despite his mother’s worried looks and his father’s knowing grin. Kikyo had introduced herself to him earlier, asking for a dance and it took everything in his will power to not scoff at her, call her out for being fake and take off. He hated dances, they bored him tremendously. The only reason he asked his father to throw this one was to introduce Kagome to his parents. His father had warned him before the ball started that he needed to keep his cool tonight, that they did not want to give away what they knew about the Higurashi’s. He spotted Naraku some time ago, the man never really moving from his spot along the wall. Sesshomaru disappeared some time ago as well. He had yet to see Kagome and was becoming more agitated awaiting her presence. I feel something is wrong, where are you Kagome? 

The ballroom doors opened once more, letting in another maiden, but Inuyasha was so preoccupied with his thoughts, he failed to pay attention. The music had begun to play a soft melodic sound, as the maiden entered, curtsying in front of the throne. People were stopping to stare, the noise going to a quiet murmur, while Inuyasha stared off into a distance.

“Inuyasha.” Toga hummed, finally catching his attention. He glanced at his father who simply pointed his head forward, silently telling him to look. When he faced the maiden, his breath caught sin his throat. Kagome. 

“Mother, father, please announce that it is time to for me to dance with the maiden of my choosing.” He whispered, knowing his father would hear him. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her. Standing in front of his father, stood Kagome in a vibrant emerald dress. The bodice hugged her perfect curves, with sleeves off her shoulders, highlighting her sun kissed skin in the light. He could see the freckles from here and wondered if he could kiss every single one of them. Her skirt reached the floor, spreading out in a mix of blues and greens, the color perfect for her. 

Her hands were held tight in front of her and he knew she was nervous. Beginning to walk closer, he focused on her face and when she noticed him growing closer, her blue eyes light up like the night sky. Her cheeks were a beautiful rose color, while her hair fell down her back in waves, the ends curling like an ocean kissing the shore. Her face was covered by the most unusual of masks, but as he continued closer, he realized it was glass. It sparkled, as the light bounced off of it, adding a bit of glimmer to her eyes. She is beautiful, stunning, kami, I want to kiss her.

A few few away, he noticed Kikyo out of those corner of his eye and smirked. She was fuming with jealousy, the pungent smell waifing over his nose. Keeping a steady eye on his girl, he ignored everyone else as the music began to play a smooth tune, signally the Prince’s waltz. Stopping right in front of her, he watched her blue eyes look him up and down, her cheeks a bit more flushed and he swore her scent spiked a bit as well. 

“Kagome.” He breathed, never taking his eyes off of her.

“Inuyasha.” She whispered, stepping a closer to him. He could faintly hear the people around him murmuring, questioning who this maiden was. He smiled for her and held out his hand.

“Lady Kagome, will you dance with me?” 

She nodded, smiling for him and only him, before taking his hand. He slid the other around her small waist, guiding her towards the middle of the dance floor. He knew everyone was staring, but he couldn’t help but show her off a little bit. He twirled her around, one of her hands holding onto his shoulder, the other picking up her skirt. He heard her soft gasp as he spun her, her grip tightening, and he smiled softly. Pulling her in tight, her chest brushing against his own, he leaned close to her ear and whispered.

“You re so beautiful, Kagome.”

“You are so beautiful, Kagome.” He murmured in her ear, sending shivers down her spine and butterflies in her stomach. She was so nervous earlier, but the second she stepped into his arms, the anxiety faded away instantly. She was meant to be here, in Inuyasha’s arms, in his life. 

“You are quite handsome yourself, Your Majesty.” She whispered back, not wanting to spoil their dance, smirking a bit.

“Oi, what did I tell you about that.” He smiled wide, his fang hanging out over his upper lip. She giggled, her cheeks flushed.

“I can’t help it some times.” She laughed, making him smiler wider. He continued to lead her around the dance floor and noticed Sango standing next to the High Monk. That must be Miroku. 

“Inuyasha, who is that?” She asked softly, tilting her head towards the man.

“That’s my closest friend Miroku, who introduced me to your closest friend Sango earlier, I might add. My mother admires her dresses. Is this one of hers?” She shook her head gently.

“This dress belonged to my mother.” She smiled proudly. “I’ll tell you all about it later, but for now, I want to just dance with you. I’ve never been to a ball before.” She said sheepishly.

“Well then, we shall dance to your hearts content, my love.” Her heart almost burst at the seams at her pet name, his words sending her tumbling into a mess. She leaned her head on his shoulder as they slowed their dancing, other couples joining in. She smiled, taking in a deep breath. Oh mother, father, I wish you could be here for this. Thank you for sending me Kaede.

It wasn’t long before her happiness shattered though.

“You wretch!” A shrill shriek came from behind her and she was startled, the dance floor halting at the outburst. Kagome noticed Sango and Miroku bracing themselves nearby, the King and Queen standing up from their chairs. That sounded like Kikyo. Inuyasha brushed her behind him and she peeked out from behind his arm. There stood Kikyo, her chest heaving and eyes lit with fire. She was furious and looked about ready to slice off her head. Oh no.

Inuyasha pushed her behind him, his hand steady against her, stepping back to keep her away from Kikyo. Sango stepped up beside her, giving her a quick glance to make sure she was okay. Kagome nodded, peeking around Inuyasha’s broad shoulders.

“Is there something you wish to say Lady Kikyo?” Inuyasha snarled, his hand tightening around Kagome’s waist.

“That child is nothing but a servant in my father’s household. She has not a penny to her name, she should not belong here. If you should be dancing with anyone, it should be me!” She screamed, her high pitched grating even Kagome’s ears.  Kikyo looked like a spoiled child, stomping her foot, her heel clacking against the floor. She knew she needed to stand up for herself and gave Inuyasha’s hand a gentle squeeze before stepping out from behind him, the surprising burst of bravery filling her soul.

“Kikyo, I have every right to be here as much as you do.” She said proudly, standing her ground. She expected Kikyo to cry a bit, throwing a tantrum, maybe even run off for being embarrassed and running to Naraku. What she didn’t expect was for Kikyo to slap her, hard enough to knock the mask off her face. Shattering as it felt to the ground, silent gasps filled the room and she brought a hand to her mouth. Glancing down, she noticed a bit of blood on her fingers and began to tremble, her chin quivering.

“You will pay for speaking back to me, slave.” Kikyo spat, her perfect manicured hands clenched into tight fists. I have to get out of here. I know Naraku is here too, watching and I’ll be punished harshly for coming, for standing up to her.

“Do not touch her!” Inuyasha roared behind her, Kagome whirling to see his face in contorted anger, light purple streaks fading in and out over his cheekbones. Oh kami, what have I done?! She took a step back, as Inuyasha, the King and the Queen grew close, a tight circle forming around them.

She had to get out of there, before she messed up anything else. Spinning quickly, she pushed her way through the growing crowd, towards the door. She heard Sango and Miroku calling out her name, but kept pushing forward, ignoring them. As soon as she made it to the door, Naraku spun her around, shaking her hard, his fingers brushing her upper arms.

“I will take care of you when I get home. If you are not there, I will kill your little fox friend and godmother.” Her eyes wide with fear, Kagome nodded quickly, her heart racing. How did he know? He released her arms and she dashed through the doors as Inuyasha yelled for her name once more.

Her blood was pulsating through her veins, flowing rapidly as her heartbeat raced, the excitement and adrenaline make her high. The Prince was furious with her, snarling at her to not touch the fifth. Rolling her eyes at the dramatics, she smiled smugly as Kagome pushed her way through the crowds to escape. Finally, now I can keep his attention all to myself.

“Lady Kikyo, explain yourself.” The King demanded, as his Queen ushered Inuyasha to follow her, the High Priest and the seamstress following behind. Frowning at this, she turned to King, bowing low.

“I apologize Your Royal Highness, she is nothing but a servant girl in my home. She knew of my feelings for your son and yet chose to parade it around in my face. I’m afraid I had no choice but to reprimand her.” She shrugged, doing her best to be the victim in this situation. When I get home, if father hasn’t punished her yet, I will.

“You do not strike another in my court, young lady, no matter the status of the accused.” The King snapped, his golden eyes lit with fury. She watched as he opened his mouth to say more, his eyes glancing to others around him and he growled, mirroring his son. “You are all dismissed. The ball is over.” He turned, heading out the ballroom, the Queen following quickly, gathering the royal family to follow. As the voices around her began to gossip, she turned, looking for the Prince. She saw a head of silver hair talking to the High Monk and the seamstress. Wrinkling her nose in disgust, she didn’t notice her father step up beside her.

“Well my daughter, you surely made it harder for Kagome to gain the Prince’s affections.” He turned his red eyes on her, anger clear in them. “However, you have also made it clear that you will never gain the crown’s affection either. You disappoint me. Come, let us go home. There is somethings I need to do.” 

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Based on a wish she once made to the Shikon Jewel, the tears Zero shed became the Rainbow Pearls. It appears the memories of those who possessed the pearls seep into them.

Sesshōmaru & Inuyasha, the 7 People Who Will Cut Through Fate

“The numbers related to the Yashahimes are 4 for Towa and Setsuna and 3 for Moroha. That’s the number of family members they have. There’s no way the current situation can be resolved alone, so that number will become the power to resolve things at the end” (Hishida)

3+4=7. It seems the two families working together will create the path to happiness.

While Rin sleeps within the Tree of Ages, she thinks about her daughters whom she was separated from right after birth. It’s the same for Inuyasha and Kagome who were separated from Moroha. The reunion between parent and child is close at hand!?

Inuyasha and Kagome think about their daughter while being sealed within the black pearl!

The Value of the Parent-Child Relationship That Everyone’s Curious About

Sesshōmaru x Towa & Setsuna = The Love Between Parent and Child Is Seven Tenths (7/10) Restored!?

Sesshōmaru does not show parental tenderness towards his daughters. However, as a result, his actions are making Towa and Setsuna grow and also guiding them towards saving Rin. Is that what a demon parent-child (relationship) is? In any case, there’s no mistake that a relationship of mutual trust is building.

The Value of the Two’s Relationship That Everyone’s Curious About

Towa x Riku = Love Has Bloomed Less Than Seven One Hundredths (7/100)!?

Despite being a part of Kirinmaru (incarnation), Riku is attracted to Towa. Towa has told Riku that she “likes him” but there doesn’t seem to be an awareness of love in it. Although they’re traveling together, the day the flower of love booms might still be a ways away?

Lucky Interview, Director Hishida Masakazu

“Hanyō no Yashahime” Is Also a Story About Parent and Child

— Storming in to The Second Chapter, what sort of change will come to the 3 Yashahimes?

There’s no mistake that they’re getting stronger and stronger, both physically and mentally. In The Second Chapter, there are many episodes where Towa, Setsuna, and Moroha are moving separately, but they will regroup again at the end and that’s when I think you’ll see how each one has grown.

— How is the existence of the newly debuted Rion influencing the story?

Depicting the parent-child (relationship) between Rion and Kirinmaru also means depicting the parent-child relationship between Towa, Setsuna, and Sesshōmaru and Moroha and Inuyasha. Thus, this allows each of them to compare to one another. I think that with Rion’s appearance, it gradually becomes a “story about parent and child” that you can see by looking at how Sesshōmaru and Kirinmaru act as parents and how they raised their children.

In The First Chapter, Kirinmaru in particular was depicted as an invincibly strong enemy, but this time through Rion’s existence, you come know that he actually has a weak side as well. Kirinmaru as a greater demon and Kirinmaru as a father are completely different, so I felt that that had to be properly depicted.

— Therefore, in a sense, The Second Chapter is also the parents’ story.

In that sense, there is a part that’s like a “child rearing” showdown with Sesshōmaru, but you can’t unconditionally say which one did it right. However, what is more important than anything in the demon world is “to survive”, so Towa and Setsuna are actually surviving somehow. Sesshōmaru said it was a “test of courage and cowardice” but it’s something he’s doing based on his own various ideas. (translator’s note: not confident on this sentence)

— Sesshōmaru’s every action is being watched, so what are you careful of when depicting him?

This gets pointed out in Takahashi (Rumiko)-sensei’s checks as well, but I’d have to say, “not talking too much”. There are many things he doesn’t say, even though he’s thinking it, and the notations for “….” in the script have various nuances, so we’re extremely careful with his facial expressions during those times. In any case, he’s a character that must never act affectionate (dere) or smile, and he doesn’t smile even in the scenes with Rin. Looking at this work from another perspective, it is also “Sesshōmaru’s story”, so we make sure not to blur that important aspect.

— Hitting on depicting the story of the Yashahimes, are there any points that you yourself are particular about Director?

(This work) inherits the world of “Inuyasha”, so it conforms to the rules of “Inuyasha” when presenting techniques and play production or rather, it follows the same methodology so to speak. Animation wise, there’s an arduous aspect to it but this is a work where you tackle that head on, so I make sure that I don’t spare on the number of flat animations (translator’s note: ? not confident on this). Also, girls are the lead characters, so I strive to make the images pretty. For example, adding decoration to imagery. There are many instances where mountains and forests are the setting, but I treat pretty situations like waterfront (scenes) with care, thinking it would be nice if the picture was gorgeous.

— Then is there a scene or episode that you personally have an emotional attachment to?

Episode 25 where Setsuna gets revived as I oversaw the storyboard myself. In the scene where Sesshōmaru touches Towa and Setsuna’s cheeks with his hands, he calls out “Setsuna”, which is the first time he says her name. In the final scene of episode 24 of The First Chapter, when he hands the Tenseiga to Towa, he calls her “Towa” for the first time. Calling his daughters names in a sequential manner left an impression on me.

— In the scene where Sesshōmaru touches his daughters’ cheeks, I could feel a gentleness from the movement of his hands.

I was very unsure if that part was slightly too affectionate. For Sesshōmaru, that is top tier affectionate that can’t go any higher. Doing that when his daughters aren’t looking is like a father putting the covers over his child while they’re asleep (laughs). I also like the raccoon dog episodes of 34 and 35. They’re episodes where Moroha moves independently but the more she moves, the more incidents she creates, or rather how should I put it? I realized once again that she has the power to pull the story along. Although, it’s not good that she thinks she can overcome anything with (just) fighting spirit and will-power (laughs). It was fun seeing Moroha team up with Takechiyo and his little brother, Kikunosuke, who are cute, and Awa no Hachiemon Danuki, who also appeared in “Inuyasha”.

— Please tell us some highlights going forward.

From episode 36 onwards, there will be continuous developments that will definitely relate to the main story. Clear answers will be given for those things that made people who have watched ‘till now feel uncertain, so I think it’s definitely best if you don’t miss it. If you do by chance miss it, streaming is fine but please watch it somehow. It’s to that point that you must see it. After that, it will continue to heat up with climactic developments, so it will be intense for us work wise, but I’d like to do my best without stopping!

Q&A With Numbers

Q. How long does it take for the three princesses to fall asleep?

Moroha probably falls asleep 3 seconds after she’s laid down. Despite Towa looking at Moroha and saying, “You’re already asleep?”, I think she falls asleep within a minute. Even though Setsuna has become able to sleep, she still has old habits, so she has a hard time falling sleep and she seems like she would get lost in thought so I think she wouldn’t sleep for an hour. And then she would be the first one to wake up. Until now, she’s lived her life imprinted with “I’m fine without sleeping”, so I think she’s a short sleeper. (Hishida)

Q. Feeling down! How long does it take for the three princesses to recover?

Moroha probably takes 3 seconds? She acted as if nothing happened when she was thrown in the prison cell, so she recovers quickly. Towa has dragged with her the fact that she let go of Setsuna’s hand since she was young, but for things outside of Setsuna, surprisingly, she doesn’t really get depressed, I think. She seems like she would recover after sleeping overnight. Setsuna seems like she would drag on until the problem is resolved. For example, if she couldn’t buy something she wanted, she would regret it for a long time. She might be the type to line up for something a month before it goes on sale. (Hishida)

Q. How long do you think Inuyasha and Sesshōmaru would wait for a meet up?

Sesshōmaru is 0 seconds! There might be times where he’ll keep someone waiting but he’ll never wait for someone. Even if he did wait, he’d watch from afar and when the other person arrives, he’d fly to them like zoom. If it’s Rin, I think he’ll show up the moment she arrives and it’s probably the same with his daughters as well. If it’s Inuyasha, he seems like he would make someone wait around 3 months. I also have a feeling that Inuyasha can wait on someone for around 3 months, though he’ll complain saying, “They’re so late”. Demons do live for hundreds of years. (Hishida)

[mythicamagic]

Beneath the Blackthorn Tree: a Sesskag fanfic

Summary: The man smiled then, in a way that seemed ill-fitting for such a blank, porcelain face- all white teeth and glinting eyes. It was not a smile that assured Kagome. "Well met, dear one," he uttered, voice gliding rich and velvety into her ear canal.

Something niggled in the back of Kagome's mind, blue eyes widening. "Well met." --- Or: When the Fae King is owed something, he will always collect the payment. Even if it takes centuries. Fae King Sesshoumaru fic. Sesskag AU.

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Don't expect updates right away from this one- I just wanted to post it because I held a poll a while ago about more Monster Sesskag AU's and this concept won, so I wanna reassure people I'm working on it lol. Those who asked for it were: @missidiotmakka @saviorclaire @cookieasylum @aizawa-slaysmee @frost-guardian @liz8080 @vanishaa @akinaichan @all-my-cuffs-have-buttons @shamelessruinsfury @shastuhh @mrfeenysmustache @veroblubell @thesoaringaquila​

Read here: Ao3, fanfic.net or Dokuga

Beneath the Blackthorn Tree

 - chapter one -

"Buyo!"

Kagome huffed, lingering in the threshold of her home. Tightening a fluffy dressing gown around her, she shuddered a little from the chilly night air, closing the door behind her lest too much heat escape.

"Buyooo!" calling out again, she squinted, staring into pitch-black nothingness beyond the safety of their porch light. Silence answered her.

"Damn cat," grabbing her shoes with a string of grumbles, she roughly tugged them on and stepped outside. It was far too chilly to leave her out for the night, and besides, Buyo usually always came running the second they rattled her cat bowl.

The fifteen-year-old shuffled into murky darkness, making encouraging kitty calling noises and continuing to search for her dumb, sweet, dumpling feline.

Kagome shivered, rubbing her arms and glancing behind her. The comforting doorway of their humble house seemed much too far away, despite Kagome having not ventured too far into Higurashi Shrine's open courtyard. Everything lay far too still, quiet.

There were no insects chirping, no distant sounds from the city. It was as though someone had placed a huge dome over their house, sealing off all breezes or noise. It felt stifling; shadows hanging thick in the corners of her vision. Rippling. Expanding. Breathing.

Kagome turned her head slowly, staring into the endless void. Her heartbeat picked up. Quickening breath fanned out as visible plumes of mist. Goosebumps raised on her flesh. She gained the unsettling sense that she was being watched.

"Reow!"

Stiffening, she faced the sound's direction. "Buyo? Here kitty," she called, breathing a sigh of relief. Geeze, she'd gotten worked up for nothing. Stepping forward, Kagome wandered towards a large, lonely tree, guided by moonlight as it finally peeked out from behind thick, rolling clouds. Grandpa respectfully called it 'the sacred tree' but there was no need to heed any words from a guy who sold plastic charms and called them enchanted.

Reaching the Goshinboku, Kagome rounded its side, continuing her noises of encouragement to lure Buyo closer.

A strange luminous glow brightened the tree from within. Where before she'd thought it was moonlight lightening its branches, she stiffened upon realising how its bark radiated a soft blue shine. Power thrummed- pushing through her like a ripple on the tide.

Kagome stopped the second she caught sight of a child.

Their back was turned to her, hair short and snowy white. When they turned- startlingly clear, bright blue eyes immediately connected with hers. The boy shifted to face her, holding Buyo in his arms, who purred contentedly.

"O-oh...hello?" Kagome blinked, eyeing his clothing. What strange white robes. She got the sense he was Japanese, and yet his features were so pale and flawless. Not a hint of sunshine or blemishes touched his cherubic face- so much that he seemed eerily otherworldly. Too perfect. Human children didn't stand so completely still with calculating, predatory gazes, and was it her imagination- or were there tiny stumps peering out from his head? Like small, barely there horns.

The boy, who seemed to be around the age of six, stared at her quietly.

"Are you lost?" she asked, putting his strangeness aside. "I can call your parents to come pick you up if you know their number. If not, we should probably go inside," Kagome forced a smile. "It's chilly, right? You can keep holding Buyo if you want."

He blinked long white lashes, expression unchanging. He shifted closer.

"Kairi."

The boy stopped, glancing towards Goshinboku where a silky, deep voice had resounded from. Magenta stripes curling around the wrist of a pale hand caught Kagome's attention as it appeared from behind the tree, beckoning him with a lazy curl of sharp fingernails.

"Leave her be. That is not your mother," amusement coloured the masculine tone. "At least, not as you know her."

Kairi sighed, pouting. He let Buyo jump down- his necklace swaying from the motion, catching Kagome's eye. It had a strange symbol on it. She got the sense it did not belong to her homeland.

Kairi reached out to the hand, accepting it.

"Wait-!" she called, hurrying closer. "Hang on a second!"

Kairi glanced at her, pretty blue eyes glinting, smiling. The ghostly, long-fingered hand holding his own tugged- causing the boy to disappear behind the tree.

Quickly rounding its side, Kagome stopped. He'd disappeared, leaving not a trace behind. Even the tree's eerie glow had died down.

She sucked in a startled breath, having forgotten to breathe. Buyo padded away towards their house, leaving the high school girl to gawk alone. Sounds started to filter back into her hearing, crickets softly chirping. Humidity settled into previously chilled air, as though warmth had been briefly stolen, and then returned to the night.

Kagome never saw the boy again after that fateful night in the middle of July, nor the pale hand with its striped magenta wrist. Nothing unusual happened with their old tree. Buyo was the only one who knew about the bizarre experience, which was hardly a comfort.

And so Kagome placed it into the furthest reaches of her mind, putting it on a dusty shelf alongside her unused algebra knowledge. For ten years it remained untouched. Unexplored.

Until one day Yuka, one of her close high school friends- was flicking through a magazine. She wanted to hold her wedding in Ireland since her fiance had family there on his mother's side and a change in scenery sounded exotic.

"What do you think of this venue? We decided on holding the wedding in this area yesterday."

Kagome looked up from her wedding duties that consisted of choosing flower arrangements, stiffening.

"C-can I see that for a minute?"

"Hm, sure?" Yuka passed it over, stretching atop her bed and sighing. "You're definitely coming, right? I know it's hours away, but I'm seriously so excited to hold the ceremony somewhere unique. Eri is going to be majorly jealous."

Kagome stared at the familiar symbol carved into a dead-looking blackthorn tree, sitting alone within a forest. It was such a strange, out of place photo amongst the ones trying to sell Ireland to foreigners as part of a holiday package. All sprawling green hillsides, cliff sides and groups of medieval buildings situated on an outcrop of limestone.

"Yeah…" she murmured, an old memory slightly shaking to life. "I'll come."

[earthenterran]

(higurashi meguri manga), spoilers for chapter 4.2

the tragedy here is in chapter 4 so far satoko has asked about hanyuu the first time and rika just think she remembers bc sometimes that has happened! that’s been the miracle

but no. no. it’s not the miracle breaking through from another timeline. it’s the same satoko coming back from her own other set of events.

coming back to a rika who is breaking through her own 100 year misery.

trying desperately to find a solution, given to her by a god with little (read: no) rules, who doesn’t intend to guide her, who just wants to watch her run and die and lose her mind for the sake of entertainment

[petri808]

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*short chapter this week* for @inukag-week Firsts Prompt

When Mrs. Higurashi heard the sound of the front door open and close, she left the kitchen knowing her daughter would be home around that time. “How was the party Kagome…” She instantly paused once she saw the woman’s bleary red eyes and broken frown. “Kagome? What’s wrong?!”

“The party was great actually…” Kagome’s body slumped as she slid her purse down from her shoulder. “It was a lot of fun hanging out with everyone, I even had a few break throughs which was awesome… and that’s part of the problem… we um—” Tears started streaming down and her hands flew up to cover the sobbing that took over her body.

“Shhh,” Mrs. Higurashi immediately pulled her daughter into a hug. “Let’s sit on the couch and you tell me what happened.”

“Inuyasha a-and I had a f-fight in the car, and it was bad…”

Kagome continued to talk as her mother guided them to the living room, giving her a summarized version of the argument. Once the back of her legs touched the couch she dropped back onto it, unwilling to hold herself up any longer. There were too many pieces of the puzzle still out of reach, and it felt as if all the emotions behind those missing pieces were the reason she was as upset as she was. But that frustration only added to her muddled thoughts, and it was driving her crazy! She was exhausted from all the emotional turmoil.

“What triggered this?” Mrs. Higurashi prompted. “How about we start with that.”

Kagome let out a long exhale and gripped her fingers to her thighs. “A name, an ex-coworker was mentioned at the party, and it brought back a bad memory. This woman was friends with Inuyasha’s ex, and I remembered how they tried to attack me on a lunch break. It’s what got the woman fired from the company.”

“Oh… I remember you telling me about this. Yura, I think was the name.”

“Yeah…” Kagome sighed. “That’s the one. The doctor warned me emotional events will come back faster, but I don’t understand why I still can’t remember Kikyo. I mean, shouldn’t those memories come back faster since they were so upsetting?!” Her hands flailed in frustration. “I got mad at Inuyasha because he argued he wouldn’t have listened before, but really, how can I be so sure either since I can’t remember?! Maybe he would have, and I’d just assumed then, as I assumed today the opposite, which would make me the asshole… but I don’t think so… Ugh!” She buried her face in her hands. “All I know for sure is my heart is breaking…”

Mrs. Higurashi pulled her daughter close to rest against her shoulder and wrapped an arm around her body. “I don’t know why you still can’t remember Kikyo, but sometimes we lock away the most painful memories we have because it’s too hard to think about them. Amnesia or not, it’s a way we protect ourselves from the pain until we’re ready to face it.”

“You think so?”

“I do.” Mrs. Higurashi turned to face her daughter. “I’ve never talked about this before, but when your father died in the accident, I wanted to break down and never get up again. He was the love of my life, and I didn’t know if I could do this by myself. But… your brother was just a baby and you…” she placed a hand on Kagome’s cheek with a small smile. “I realized I had to pull myself together to take care of you two, so I locked those feelings away for years. I didn’t want bring us all down because I couldn’t cope.”

“Wow… I had no idea you’d been in so much pain. I mean I remember how hard it was, but you seemed so strong. Did you eventually deal with it?”

“Eventually.” Mrs. Higurashi smiled. “Watching my children grow up and seeing parts of him in both of you helped remind me he’ll always be with me so by the time I was ready to process his death, it wasn’t as hard anymore. It’s not exactly a similar example to what you’re going through, my point is just that our minds are capable of doing all kinds of things to protect us sometimes.”

“I guess that does make sense. Still doesn’t help me though if my heart feels broken.”

“I know,” Mrs. Higurashi hugged onto her daughter. “That probably has nothing to do with Kikyo.”

“I know…” The tears pooled once again in Kagome’s eyes. She knew it was all about Inuyasha.

“You love him.”

And there it was. Her mother knew it. She knew it. But she’d never said it out loud. “I love this Inuyasha,” the tears spilled at those words.

“But it feels new because for you it’s like it’s the first time.”

Again, her mother’s words echoed what Kagome didn’t want to admit to. But it was true. All these months of being with Inuyasha made her so happy. She couldn’t remember a time she’d ever fallen so hard for a guy before… Because in her broken mind, he, this really was the first time. “What am I gonna do mom?”

“The one thing you can’t do is run from it. It’s—”

At that moment, Kagome’s phone pinged with a text message, halting what her mother was saying. Although she had a feeling who it would be, she took the phone out of her purse to check it and sure enough, it was him.

Inuyasha: Im so so sorry Kagome. I was wrong. I shouldn’t have argued with you. You were right. I probably wouldn’t have listened, and I admit I behaved badly. Please forgive me! I cant live without you I love you more than anything else in this world and Im nothing without you.

“I just can’t—” Kagome dropped the phone back into her purse. “Not right now.”

“That’s okay. It’s okay to take some time to process everything, but eventually you will have to make a decision.”

“I know…”

“Oh, my dear girl, the first loves are the hardest to deal with, but you’ll get through this, I promise. He’s probably hurting just as much as you.”

“I know…” Kagome sighed again. “I do believe that.”

Another ping. Another sigh… But Kagome couldn’t stop herself from checking it.

Inuyasha: You’re mad at me. I get that so I’ll give you some space but I just wanna say good night Kagome. I love you -Inu

“I really don’t know what to do mom.”

Mrs. Higurashi wiped the remaining tears from her daughters cheeks. “You will. For now, let’s get you cleaned up. A good night’s rest is a start.”