A Night to Remember

AUTHOR: Angelhart
GENRE: romance/humor
STORY: one shot
STATUS: complete
RATING: M (this story contains adult content!)
DISCLAIMER: Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi / the television series are produced by Sunrise.

Another short sweet post-manga/anime fic that takes place a week or two after the reunion of Inuyasha and Kagome. Kagome is getting settled in her new life in the Feudal Era when she suddenly finds out she forgot something very important.

Chapter 1

Maybe it was the fresh air. Free of smog. Or the scents in it. Grass, herbs, the trees. Or maybe she was just trying too hard to fit in. Whatever the reason was, she had been exhausted. And although she felt guilty – afraid that it made her look like a lazy person – she had went to bed early. When the townsfolk were still up and about and the sun was still high in the sky.

It had not been easy. Although the townsfolk didn't seem to mind. And most certainly not her friends. Especially Sango. The demon slayer found her remarkable strong that she could give up her old life like that. Her friends and family in the future world. And not to mention the luxury.

It had been Inuyasha who had been bugging her. Worried that she got some illness or something he was very annoyingly persistent in feeling her forehead and comparing it with his again and again while she walked back to the cabin they shared. Old habits die hard and she had said the word after repeating the same sentence "I'm fine, just tired" over and over again until she realized he was relentless in his concern. It had rolled of her lips. Just like that. Of course she felt really bad about it as she watched him dive into the dirt and she apologized for it. Apparently those beads came with a lifelong guarantee. Three years of separation did not dull the effect even a slightest bit.

After their reunion she had wanted to remove them and it surprised her that he refused. He told her it was a failsafe. In case something would happen that would turn him again. Even after so many years he could not forget how Naraku had played him. How he had been used like a puppet to hurt her and those around him. The beads had worked to protect her and innocent people. They had become a part of his life – of him – and in those three years a continues reminder of her and how he missed her – that he would not part with them.

She didn't want to use them like she had done during their travels. Means to work out her frustration. It didn't feel right. She wanted to avoid that from happening and to aid her in that she used an elastic band from one of her socks. She cut the thing until she could use it as a bracelet. Each time the "S" word escaped her or was in her mind she snapped the elastic band against her wrist. She didn't really know if the psychological thing really worked – how often had Miroku not received a slap from Sango after his inappropriate groping and that behavior did not lessen – but it was worth a shot.

After she finally succeeded in convincing him she was not feeling ill he left her alone so she could get some rest in their home.

Home…

It had been weird at first. Getting back in the village after three years spending in modern time. The moment she had made her choice to go through the well again and received the blessing from her mother she knew it would be forever. She would remain here for the rest of her life. When the night fell after her return there had been that awkward moment. Where was she going to sleep?

Sango kindly offered. Kaede offered. And Inuyasha offered. The latter out of the blue. He kind of blurted it out. Regretting it instantly as the monk chuckled lecherously. Even Kaede couldn't hide the grin that appeared on her face.

"That's right," the old priestess had said, "Inuyasha has a home."

It had been the simple home of villagers that had died during Naraku's attack. Since nobody was living there anymore Kaede deemed it fit that Inuyasha could use it. Since he had saved the villagers on many occasion after he had been released from his seal nobody objected. Truth be told he had not used it much in those three years. Only in the winter when the nights were really cold. He was more of an outdoorsy person and preferably spent his nights high in the trees or on a roof. But as she stood there – homeless – in her new world, it seemed right to stay with him. Weren't they kind of a couple?

When Kagome opened her eyes it was dark. There was only a flickering light of a candle that stood somewhere. Blinking she let her eyes get adjusted to the light. Turning her head to the left she noticed a familiar face. He was lying beside her next to the futon on the floor boards clad in his white hadagi and red hakama. Propped on one elbow. His head leaning against his right hand. The fingers of his left hand were curling a lock of her hair.

"I still can't believe you're here," he spoke softly.

For a moment she felt a bit shy. Her hands as if in a reflex pulling the sheet further upward until she felt it against her chin. To wake up and suddenly see him so close to her. In the two weeks she had been here he had always kept a modest proximity between them in the nights. Always sitting against one of the walls of the home they shared as she used the futon.

It took her another moment to realize something was different about him. Maybe it was because she had just woken up from a very nice slumber and her mind wasn't in full function mode right away.

O my gods! "I'm so sorry."

"Why?" he asked tilting his head slightly.

"For forgetting. I was so wrapped up in everything, my new life, here, that I forgot about you. This. The new moon." The eyes that stared at her were brown not yellow. The long white manes were colored black. And on top of his head his dog ears were missing. Both replaced with human ears on each side of his head.

His hand moved through her hair lovingly. "Don't be. I love watching you sleep."

Her face was coloring. She felt it happening. She didn't know however it was from his hand or from shame – guilt. It also dawned on her that the sentence meant he had watched her sleep more often. She knew he required little sleep. A demon perk. But it was kind of weird to know that he had been watching her sleep. And not in the sense of watching like during their travels. More like in a voyeuristic way.

"You aren't going to sleep?" But then she remembered and her voice followed his. Speaking almost the same words.

"I never sleep on human nights."

"You don't sleep on human nights." She looked at him and then asked the question that she had never asked before but found herself curious about. "Does it hurt? Turning human?"

"No," he answered. "But it's not pleasant."

"What-what do you feel?"

He thought about it for a moment before replying to that question. "Like being drained, I guess. Like drinking too much sake and be dizzy for a moment. Being human feels less alive to me, I suppose. Everything is dull."

"Oh…" She felt sorry for him that he had to go through that once every month. She compared it with her own period. She felt like shit around that time too. It was funny though to think half demons had an equivalent of that. Luckily without the bloody mess and that it was for only about twelve hours. Not several days.

Inuyasha on edge several days… Their party would not have survived the travels without going insane.

He didn't seem on edge now. In fact he looked really relaxed as he lay beside her.

He smiled at her. "You are still dreaming about those school test things."

"I am?"

He nodded. "You talk in your sleep about those weird spells."

She giggled. She wasn't aware she still did that. Those math tests were in the past now. Or better said: future. All that school stuff seemed utterly useless here.

"Do you miss your family?" He asked.

"I love being here with you."

There was a grin on his face. "That's not what I asked."

"Of course I miss them. But I know they're happy because I'm happy." She moved her right hand to caress his face. "I am happy."

"No regrets?"

She smiled. "Not at all. From the moment you kissed me in the Shikon Jewel I knew my life was to be with you."

"Only then?" He teased.

"I knew one day I had to choose between the two worlds. It only happened a bit later than I had expected."

"Yeah," he sighed melancholy.

She saw the pain in his eyes. It was still there. The remembrance of them being torn apart like that. She had come to known he had visited the well every three days to wait for her. Her friends admiring his devotion. According to Kaede he had been heartbroken.

She let her hand slide off his face. Her hand grabbing a strand of black hair and letting it glide through her fingers. "I'm sorry you had to wait so long."

He grabbed her hand and held it. "Doesn't matter. You are here now." When he released her hand she saw his tugging on something red that was lying upon her sheets. Pulling it more over her. It was the fire rat robe. "You cold?" he asked.

She shook her head. She wasn't. She was toasty warm.

"Good."

Maybe it was because he was older. Or maybe it was because he had missed her so much. He had changed. Less shy in showing his feelings. His caring side becoming more apparent. She had always known he had a gentle heart even though it was deeply hidden inside of him. When they were alone on rare occasion during their travels, or when he thought they were alone he let it show. And now as she lived with him she got to see that side of him more often.

She became aware that this night they really were alone. Little Shippou who had been so happy to see her had barely left her side. Clutching to her for dear life. And she realized the hanyou had been very indulgent with the little fox demon. Letting him stay with them in the nights, letting him sleep in her embrace like the kid so often had done during their travels in their pursuit for Naraku and the Jewel shards. And he never showed signs of jealousy as he took a place, sitting against one of the walls in his own home. Tessaiga resting against his shoulder as he slept.

Now the kitsune wasn't there. The kid still made sure to keep a great distance between him and Inuyasha on those moonless nights. And for the first time in the found solitude he had finally closed the proximity between them. Lying next to her and watching her.

Before nervousness would take control of her completely she did something. Her heart working into a faster beat as she moved her right hand to grab the sheet and fire rat and lifted them up. Scooting a bit back she held them open for him, inviting him to come even closer and actually lay next to her. She noticed a redness appearing on his cheekbones as he looked at her. Then he moved, taking the sheet and suikan from her hand and sliding up closer until he lay next to her on the futon.

"Turn around," he said and she did to let him spoon her. When his strong arm embraced her and pulled her against his hips - his pelvis curving against her behind perfectly - she suddenly had second thoughts. Except for the sleeping yukata she was naked. Underwear was apparently not a part of this world. Her new lifestyle forcing her to cope with going commando. Even in the night... But sleeping with her hakama seemed silly. And fortunately the white yukata was long so it covered even her lower body parts. Yet now being spooned like that she did feel a bit vulnerable.

He seemed content though lying beside her. A relaxing sigh was released from his mouth against her hair. Thinking about it, it would be really stupid now to be asking him to leave. And she had to admit, lying in his embrace like that felt actually really nice.

The arm that embraced her moved and the hand stroked through her hair. Moving it aside so it wouldn't smother him. It then moved over her left arm, before he embraced her again. She felt his chin resting against her shoulder, a warm breath tickling in her neck. "I really like the way your scent calms me."

His head resting in her lap – an event from so long ago – he had told her that she had smelled nice. An odd proclamation at the time, but one that had never left her mind and had haunted her in an erotic way. She thought about it now as he had said that her scent calmed him. Even as a human he still clung to things that were a big part of his half demon life. Things like sounds and scents. She could only imagine how his world was like in his hanyou form. She guessed amazing and perhaps even chaotic. A constant filtering of things that were important. All those penetrating odors and all those loud noises coming from a village like this. Curling herself into a comfortable ball against him she felt really happy and flattered that he picked her scent out to ease his mind. Even in his human state.

She listened to his steady breathing and each time he exhaled and his warm breath touched the skin in the dent of her neck it sent delightful tingles over her spine. Like a weird electrical tickling sensation. She felt the rise and fall of his chest against her back. He was so close. The position so intimate.

In a way she was glad he was human right now. She felt really embarrassed thinking about the things he could most likely easily notice with his enhanced senses as a hanyou. Like the way her breathing had changed – staggering. The sound of her faster beating heart. Her swallowing. The wetness that was gathering between her legs that would most certain give off a certain smell. She clenched her legs together in an effort to hid it. Somehow afraid that if there was a tiny bit of sensitivity left in his nose he would pick up the alteration in her body.

"This is nice," he said softly, nuzzling her neck.

Shivers ran through her. Not from coldness for she was as warm as an oven. The sheet covering her, the furry fire rat on top of that and the warmth of his body against her. She could feel it even through his hadagi and hakama. It was his voice. It had changed a bit. Words had become husky whispers against her skin. She was glad he wasn't able to see her face as it was fired up with a heated flush. It did indeed feel really good to have him hold her like that.

She knew they were not going to sleep. He of course in his human form wasn't. And she couldn't even if she wanted to. With her heart pounding like it was, she felt all energetic. Like energy drink energetic. Was he going to hold her like that throughout the rest of the night? She had no idea how late it was, but her instinct told her it would still be a couple of hours before dawn would approach.

She forced herself to relax. Closing her eyes for a moment to steady her breathing. Perhaps it would result in a much steadier and calmer heartbeat as well. She didn't want him to notice her tensing up. Even though it happened more on instinct. An uneasiness on her part. She didn't want to ruin the moment. She wanted to enjoy it while it lasted. Both of them sort of shy in matters of intimacy. Neither of them really making the first move to alter the relationship from close friendship into lovers. It didn't help either that she suspected Miroku was having a bet with a couple of the male villagers about when they would consummate the relationship. A relationship that was not blessed anyway in this era. Fortunately the people in Kaede's village were more open minded. Although they were still glanced upon and maybe even gossiped about there were no open rejections. A priestess – a maiden – with a hanyou.

A real priestess was supposed to be celibate. Yet Kaede never judged her as she was trained again by the old woman. She had not dared to ask what would happen with her powers. They had dulled over the years, but she could still feel them. After… would she still have them?

To her it didn't matter really. She had not come to this place to live a lonely existence. A life without love. The well had opened again because of her love for him. She would not reject it by becoming what some would believe was her destiny. She was her own being. Not just some reincarnation of a shrine maiden. If fate wouldn't allow her to keep her powers than she would become a healer. She was focusing on herbs more than her powers anyway.

She felt Inuyasha stir behind her. The movement bringing her out of her thoughts.

"Kagome?" Her name was voiced timidly. "Can... can I touch you?"

Her eyes widened at the bold question he dared to ask. Her heart had skipped a beat for sure as well.

Looking down at the hand that was attached to the arm that held her she saw the fingers toying a bit with the obi of her gown. Twisting one of the strands below the knot and rolling it.

She realized she had not answered him and she had remained very, very silent for a while, because he said her name again. "Kagome?"

She gulped. Pushing her jitters aside she then replied a soft "yes."

She held her breath watching the hand pull on the strand, untying the knot. She felt the obi being pulled from underneath her and watched it as he threw it aside. It landed on the floor boards in front of her. Due to gravity and without the restrain of the band around her waist the yukata fell open. A tightness like an elastic band surrounded her as the muscles in her stomach tensed. There was a tug on the fabric on her shoulder as it was pulled back. Fingers sliding over her bare skin before his mouth was pressing on the bone of the joint. Soft warm lips making a teasingly caress before he kissed her. Meanwhile his hand slid the yukata further down over her arm, until the sleeve was no longer on her and it was just lying on her waist. Her left arm and chest now bare.

Kagome was biting her lip in anticipation as the hand pushed the fabric further against her waist and she felt fingers brushing her thigh lightly for just a second. Then the caress moved upwards over her belly and her stomach. Muscles beneath the touch cringed in the upward path.

She was starting to feel giddy, very nervous, anxious, excited thinking about it. This was it. It was going to happen. She was going to have sex with Inuyasha.

She let out a gasp of air when the hand reached one of her breasts. Fingers caressing the skin underneath before his hand cupped her breast completely. It fitted perfectly in his hand, she mused as she felt him kneading it gently. For a second she worried a bit about his sharp claws. Then realized he didn't have his claws right now. No claws and no fangs either. He was human now. Just like her.

He chuckled behind her when his thumb brushed over her nipple and it released a moan from her. The touch shooting a pleasant tingling straight to that spot between her legs. Her legs shifting a bit automatically as well.

"You like that, don't you?" He asked and he did it again.

She felt him breathing close to the shell of her left ear. His breath so hot she was amazed the shell didn't catch on fire. His hips were moving more against her and she felt the reaction of his body to her own and his exploration. A bulge was forming in his hakama that pressed very intimately against her curved behind. With nothing really to hold on to her fingers clutched onto the sheet, grabbing a piece of sleeve from the fire rat as well.

Feeling her, touching her got him all riled up. He was tonguing her ear now. The appendage toying with the lobe, lips and teeth nibbling on it and biting it. She giggled softly at the weird ear fetish that she guessed was because of his own unhuman ears perhaps. Or maybe it wasn't a fetish and he just indulged himself with skin of her that was within the reach of his mouth because of his position. Strange as it felt each tug on it was however sending pleasant feelings within her. The hand becoming more aggressive in touch as well. Her nipple tweaked between a thumb and index before the hand moved to the other neglected breast. Lips now on her shoulder. Harmless teeth biting on the skin and licking it. Meanwhile his pelvis was rubbing against her and she felt the bulge getting bigger and bigger with each slow thrust of his hips.

Teeth tugged on her ear lobe again before he shifted. Moving away for a bit. The hand retreated and she heard the rustle of clothing behind her. She turned her head and saw him untying his obi and removing his hadagi. When he spooned her again he turned her face a bit more and his lips touched hers for a sweet kiss. He was nibbling her lips before she opened her mouth. Their first real kiss with tongue.

She felt a shudder within her as the kiss deepened. With every short reprieve she took a quick breath of air before his lips covered hers again. Her mind getting overwhelmed in its try to focus. His hand stroking her, his lips kissing her. Every touch, every kiss, igniting a fire within her.

When his left hand moved downward and she felt it over her stomach her left hip rotated without automatically. Turning her leg outward and her foot placed itself on the bedding beneath her. The angle giving him better access and sending an involuntary invitation. Though her mind was still working out how to deal with the invoked feelings her body was already anticipating what his next move would be and apparently very eager to let him explore more.

Yet his hand didn't move straight to that spot. Instead it moved over the angled hip. A caress over the leg that slowly moved towards the inside of her thigh. She could feel the curly hairs tickling against his knuckles. There was a gentle push against the muscles of her inner thigh. Pressing the leg more towards his body, spreading her a bit further. The muscles of her stomach tightened in suspense as he did.

Then the hand was on her other leg. Also caressing the skin of her thigh. Kagome had closed her eyes. It was a slow torture. And smiling inwardly she realized it was a smart torture. All hesitant thoughts were dissipating fast as he avoided that one place that was now throbbing. Her body longing for his touch. She had doubts first. Probably silly, idiotic doubts to let him touch her there. Virginal embarrassment that she was moist in that place and he would feel it. And that maybe she would react shamelessly. Moaning and maybe cry out?

The muscles in her belly were taut when his hand moved over them and was now really gliding downward. Fingers gliding through the coarse curls.

"You're so wet," he whispered hotly in her ear.

She had closed her eyes and she hoped she wouldn't forget the important function to breathe when his fingers moved over the folds. The digits experimenting with pressure and spots to caress. When he rubbed the most sensitive part of her there she thrust up against his hand gave a little whimper.

"Touch you there?" He asked lovingly.

He didn't even gave her the opportunity to nod. His one focus in his caress that specific spot. Her fingers were squeezing the sheet and fire rat. Her body moving against the stroking fingers. "Please...," she pleaded in a moan, "aah... don't stop..."

Unnecessary words, for the way he was stroking her she could tell he wasn't going to. The movements intensifying as he sensed her need. The soft groans she heard from him close to her ear.

She cried out when it happened. The delightful spasms sending tremors through her body. His continues caress that send her even higher in that blissful state. Her body releasing moisture that his fingers followed to the source. Then without further warning one digit slipped inside. A deep moan slipped from his lips for the inner muscles were still convulsing. Now pulsating around his finger.

It felt weird and also nice to have something inside her like that. Instinctively her body pushed down to receive more of it. Picking up on her intention he moved. Slow thrusts in a mimic what another part of his anatomy really wanted to do.

With another inward slide a second finger joined. Her body stretched surprisingly easy around the new intruder.

"You're so hot," he spoke hoarsely his fingers pressing deeper. "Can't do this... with claws."

No he couldn't she realized. It wouldn't be really smart with those sharp talons. This moonless night was actually perfect for their first explorations. His fingers able now to stretch her, prepare her.

She made a disappointed sound when the digits retreated. Her body pushing against his hand to send the clear massage it wanted more. But then she felt him lifting her left leg and not fabric was pressing against her rear, but warm skin. His hakama pushed over his hipbones to free himself. The movements of his legs shoving it further down until it was off his body. Her leg being held tightly as she felt something poking against her nether region.

Her left hand was clenched into a fist as she bit it. Involuntary her body tensing up at the entrance of his member. Her leg not even coming down as he aligned himself and used his hand to aid him in the first push.

"Kagome..."

She turned her head. He was looking at her. His expression a bit worried. She followed his gaze to her lips and then he kissed her. A sweet loving kiss. Passion making her relax into it. Into him. And the moment his tongue asked entry and she opened up she felt him slid inside of her body while his tongue curled around hers.

His hand was beneath her leg again, holding it up at the joint of her knee. It surprised her that it didn't really hurt that much. It was a weird stretchy feeling combined Uncomfortable. Strange. Stinging maybe.

His body was curved against her. His hips pushing her legs up and his hand placing her leg over his own to rest upon. His hand gliding over her thigh and rear. "You okay?"

She nodded, removing the fist from her mouth slowly. He was holding still for her, letting her adjust.

"Can I move?"

She nodded again. A kiss was placed on her shoulder before she felt the pressure of his hips. A slow retreat followed by a push forward. Each movement gentle and calm. Her inner muscles not hers to control clamped down on him, like they wanted to keep him prisoner inside of her.

"I love it when you tighten around me like that," he said. His right hand had moved beneath her body, the arm a pillow for her neck and the hand now turned her face so she was looking in his eyes. The honey gold having an intense glow. "I love you, Kagome."

Her heart forced an extra beat. "I love you too," she whispered back. Her left hand moving over his face as she turned herself so she almost lay on her back.

He pressed his forehead against hers as he quickened the pace of his thrusts. His hand forcing her leg to bend more as he pushed it against her chest. Her right hand sought out his that was beside her head to hold on to. His fingers grabbed hers and he felt her squeeze his hand with each thrust inside of her.

"I can't…," he moaned. "I can't hold out…" He gave a couple of hard thrust before he stilled against her. She felt him throb inside of her and release.

Her insides were still tingling as he pulled out. Her inner walls clenching at the sudden emptiness. He let go of her leg and due to the tension in her muscles he had to push it back until her foot rested on the bed.

He pressed a kiss on her cheek. "You okay?" he asked again.

"Yes," she said smiling.

He pulled her more against him, spooning her. His hand reaching to grab the sheet and fire rat and pulling it over their bodies. She flinched when his hand suddenly cupped her between her legs.

"Relax," he shushed her.

His fingers were quick in finding that sensitive spot again. She had not come when he had his release, but it didn't really bother her. She had not expected it even in her first time. He was however determined to aid her in that and she did relax against his strokes. Her body tumbling into pleasure again and after that the best slumber she had after the well had let her through to be reunited with him.