Memories of the Bell Flower

Chapter 2: Mine, by the Fire       

By Sephira Jo (my email changed is now: Sephirajo@yahoo.com easy to remember,
huh?)

Rating: R, for tasteful sex and limey goodness.  Remember to take the rating
seriously!  R rated movies have semi-graphic to sex these days . . . don't
believe me? It's there . . . in movies like Daredevil and in Ghost and even in
Dances With Wolves.  Sex is a part of life . . . and its in R rated movies. 
Remember that and take the rating seriously.

Disclaimer: Standard disclaimers and such apply.  I OWN NOTHING! NOTHING . . .
or is it I AM GIR . . . hmmmm.  Any way, I don't own Inu Yasha or anything like
that . . . so no sue me please.  Inu Yasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi and Viz.
Communications.

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Last Time:

"Well, Kikyou, you do you know what happens next, don't you?"  Inu Yasha asked,
his voice dark as he ground his body against hers, trying to convey without words
what he wanted.  Kikyou silently nodded, assent and love tinged with fear
coloring her eyes.  Inu Yasha snarled and leaned down to bite her on the neck,
the last strains of his control snapping.  He needed to be sure.

"I don't want to taint you, Kikyou." He said, one last time, giving her a chance
to back out.

"You could never taint me." The answer was simple and heartfelt and with that the
last of his control snapped.

* * *

Inu Yasha assaulted Kikyou's mouth in an animalistic way that she had never
expected, and it almost scared her that she enjoyed it.  Almost.  His tongue
battled with hers, and she could feel a heated sensation rising in her body.  His
hand grasped at the nape of her neck, tangling in her ebony hair, tilting her
head back even farther he somehow managed to deepen the kiss that they shared.

His other hand roamed over her body, his claws skimming her clothing.  Only when
she heard the sounds of tearing fabric did she realize what had appeared to be
a gentle touch was really meant to make short work of her clothing.  Her breasts
were now bared to the man before her.  Kikyou shivered slightly at the touch of
the cold air upon her flesh.  However, the thought of the air upon her was
quickly forgotten when Inu Yasha's clawed hand lightly grazed the flesh there. 
Somehow, without breaking the kiss, Kikyou thought she heard herself moan softly.

Inu Yasha's mouth moved away from hers, and for a second she felt bereft, only
to gasp when his fangs grazed her neck, nipping the soft flesh there.  Slowly,
seemingly torturing her intentionally, his mouth and tongue and fangs worked
their way down to Kikyou's breasts, leaving in their wake a trail of small red
bite marks.  Kikyou wanted to speak, to tell him anything but her voice didn't
seem to be working correctly and she couldn't form the words she wanted.  Instead
of words, her voice came forth as soft pants, gasps and whimpered moans.

Inu Yasha chuckled, her reaction seemed to amuse him.  Kikyou opened her mouth
to chide him for his amusement, only to have her reply lost on a gasp, followed
by a low moan as Inu Yasha's mouth closed around one nipple, his teeth pulling
softly, as his tongue caressed it in turn.  When his mouth moved to her other
breast, some part of her mind realized what he was doing.  He's claiming me, she
thought.  The thought was heady and intoxicating and extremely erotic as well. 
I'm something to be claimed . . .  the truth of that statement sent Kikyou's mind
reeling.

Kikyou finally found the power to speak as his mouth moved down to the fabric of
her Miko's skirt, bitting it and tugging at it, all the while growling softly,
"Inu Yasha . . . " was the only thing she could say however, but he seemed to
respond to his name, snarling out something that sounded remotely like hers. 
Kikyou sifted beneath him, trying to get the leverage she needed to undress him. 
The need to see him was growing, and unbearable as his hands and teeth finally
worked free the ties on her skirt.

Inu Yasha let loose a throaty laugh that sounded more like a growl then anything
else, "Not yet." Was all he said to follow it, as he grabbed her hands and pinned
them to the ground.  Kikyou's eyes met his, the light of the fire dancing in his
golden eyes that were light with something darker then the flame would ever be
and shaded by an odd reflection of love.

Kikyou felt herself blush under his gaze, but her eyes fluttered closed as his
careful hands ran down her body, removing the last of her clothing.  The cold air
kissed her skin, making her shiver slightly.  Her hands free to pursue at least
some of her desire, she reached up and ran her hands through Inu Yasha's silky,
silver hair.  She tried to pull his head down to meet hers, only to have him take
one of her hands and gently nibble at it with his fangs.

"Beautiful," was the one word he spoke into the palm of her hand, and disengaging
her other hand from him, he leaned down and kissed her lightly on the stomach
nipping with his teeth as his mouth moved lower and farther down her body. 
Kikyou's eyes shot open with a gasp that deepened into a moan as his mouth closed
over her, his tongue lapping at the most intimate part of her.

Kikyou gasped, the sensations rising and all of a sudden something snapped,
sending waves of white-hot pleasure through her.  She rode the cloud that
followed, gasping softly after a silent scream that was heard by the one person
that mattered, the only other person that existed in her world.  She was vaguely
aware of Inu Yasha's hands turning her over, and lifting her to her knees. 
Snippets of speech reached her ears, she tried to sort out the words, but her
mind didn't seem to want to put them together right and they came out all jumbled
to her mind.  All she seemed to understand was the word "pain" and a muttered
apology.

What seemed like miles away, she could hear the soft rustle of fabric and the
part of her mind that was still able to think understood that Inu Yasha was
removing his clothing.  The last thing that stood between them was thrown aside
as Inu Yasha's body covered hers.  He kissed her ear lightly, and Kikyou could
feel him readying himself behind her.

"I love you . . . Kikyou . . . " He whispered in her ear, his breath brushing
softly against her cheek.  And then in one smooth, strong motion, he claimed her. 


Kikyou cried out in a combination of shock and pain as he filled her body with
his.  He stopped for just a moment, and the pain receded, as short lived as it
was sharp.  Inu Yasha began to move again, slowly at first, then faster and
Kikyou lost herself in passion.  She cried out, as she felt herself shatter for
the second time that night, only this time it wasn't alone.  Inu Yasha made a
strangled sound then bit down on her neck, hard.  Kikyou felt warmth fill her as
she shuddered beneath him.

Kikyou was content, but even more, she was tired all of a sudden as if Inu Yasha
had somehow managed to sap her energy out of her.  Inu Yasha pulled her down with
him, and not moving away from her, he positioned the two of them as comfortably
as he could on the floor, pulling his red robe over them, serving as a blanket. 
Kikyou smiled softly and snuggled closer to Inu Yasha, her back warming at the
touch of his chest. 

One of Inu Yasha's hands stroked at her hair, pushing stray strands away from her
face.  He spoke, nipping softly at her ear as he did so, "You're mine now,
Kikyou.  I'll always protect you . . . "

Kikyou smiled softly, warmed by his words, warmed by his body and warmed by the
small fire she drifted slowly of to sleep.  Feeling, for the first time in her
life, like a normal woman.  The last thing she felt before losing herself
entirely to sleep was a stray tear roam down her cheek.

* * *

Kikyou laid in the field.  The sun bright with the hope and happiness laced into
the dream.  She stretched lazily, enjoying the warmth that flushed her skin
through the thick fabric of her kimono.  Kimono? Kikyou looked again, not sure
she was seeing right.  Another look confirmed it; she was wearing a simple kimono
of green and yellow, not the dress of a shrine maiden.  Kikyou smiled, her lower
lip trembling with the onset of emotion that accompanied the epiphany.  I am an
ordinary woman . . . 

The laughter of children caught her ears, and Kikyou sat upright shielding her
eyes from the extreme brightness of the sun.  Two young children, a small boy and
an even younger girl, came racing up to her.  Both had dark hair and curious
golden eyes bright with emotion.  They stopped in front of her, gesturing wildly
and giggling, grabbing her sleeves dragging her with them.  Kikyou smiled, an
expression she hardly ever allowed herself, and it felt good.

She allowed the children to lead her, their laughter drawing forth her own. 
Indeed their joy seemed to be infectious, adding to her own as she playfully
chased them and followed them where they led her.  The girl tugged on her hand
as the boy took off ahead, over a tall rise.  When Kikyou reached the top of the
hill her run slowed, and she stopped.  Inu Yasha was there, a simple smile on his
face as he picked up the young boy and swung him around, much to the child's
amusement.  He laughed and playfully nipped at the young boy as the child reached
for and tweaked Inu Yasha's ears.  Then he placed the small boy back on the
ground, the child running full tilt toward Kikyou once again.

The young girl pulled on her hand, jumping up and down wildly, pulling her toward
Inu Yasha.  He looked toward her and smiled, a different type of smile then the
one he had given the young boy.  A smile between lovers.  As the children pushed
her toward him, she felt herself smile back.  One hard push from both children
sent her falling forward, only to be caught by a smiling and laughing Inu Yasha,
who used catching her as an excuse to pull her close, his arms wrapping around
her. 

Kikyou felt her arms respond in kind and they embraced, the children happy,
running circles around them both laughing.  Kikyou buried her face in Inu Yasha's
chest taking comfort in the warmth she found there.  This is it, she thought,
This is the life I want.  But even now he's a hanyou . . . 

That thought was all it took, and the scene shattered.  Kikyou stood alone in a
field, once again in her Miko garb.  In her hands was the familiar presence of
the Shikon jewel.  Kikyou looked around, confused and suddenly very alone and
even a little bit frightened.  She took a couple steps forward and then gasped
and fell forward as the sting of claws dug into her left shoulder, cutting deep
rending even the lung.

In her fall the jewel had rolled away from her, just out of grasp of her hand. 
She reached for it, ignoring the pain growing in her side and shoulder as her
lungs burned.  A foot came down hard upon her hand and she could hear the bone
there crack.  She looked up, her eyes wide with shock as Inu Yasha stared down
at her, his eyes cold and impassive with the light of a feral triumph in them. 
He spoke, but to her the words were indistinct even though their meaning was
clear.

He had betrayed her.  Kikyou screamed as he took the jewel, leaving her there to
die on the fields.  Her world suddenly erupted in fire.  She screamed again
watching him walk away from her, the jewel clutched in a clawed hand.  Walking
away as if he had done nothing wrong as the flames around her began to consume
her body.  She was hot, so very hot.

* * *

Kikyou's eyes shot open, and she found herself staring into the dying fire, Inu
Yasha's arms still wrapped around her.  He was still asleep, making a noise
halfway between a snore and a contented purr.  Kikyou relaxed as the images of
the nightmare began to fade.  Even though they were quickly pushed aside, she
shivered as she realized that the fear was still there.  She didn't completely
trust him, and she knew then she most likely never would.  The thought was
sobering, especially in the light of the passion they had just shared.

She maneuvered herself to face him, his arms still tightly around her.  The
action made certain muscles scream in protest, still sore from earlier.  She
looked up at his face, trying to keep hers impassive just as she had been trained
to do.  He was so handsome in a very unearthly way.  His hair gleamed silver in
the fire light, and she knew that under his sleeping lids his eyes were a deep
swirling gold.  And the most unusual feature of all was the one she loved most:
the dog ears.  They gave him the impression of being an overgrown puppy, though
Kikyou suspected that he wouldn't like that comparison one bit.

Handsome, but still not human.  Her lover, but by all rights and training her
enemy.  Kikyou began to shake, if only, she thought, if only there were a way we
could both be normal humans, then we could have that life I dreamed.  Inu Yasha's
arms wound more tightly around her, pulling her closer to him, whispering some
wordless phrase that must have been met to calm her down.

Kikyou allowed herself to stop shaking, closing her eyes as she listened to the
steady rhythm of Inu Yasha's heart beat.  I'll find a way, she promised herself,
I'll find away to make sure we can be together, always.  Her heart determined,
Kikyou let sleep take her once again, this time undisturbed by dreams.

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So what did ya think! Read and review please!  Hehehe no real cliff hanger this
time . . . just a kinda one.  Let me know what you thought! Kay?  Always feel
free to email me about this and any one of my stories at my new email addy:
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See ya!