Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or X-Men.

Pairing

: Logan (Wolverine) x Kagome

Summary

: Hanging around with inu-youkai has made Kagome a little more animal than human and for Logan that was just fine. He was animal at heart after all whether he knew it or not.

Animal at Heart

Part II

x . . . . x

Logan woke early as he usually did.

He watched the darkness of the early morning slowly turn to light, the rising sun casting long shadows on the walls of the woman in his arms.

She slept peacefully, her lips parted in contentment.

He looked down at her and that beast that raged within him all these months was quiet and equally content as the girl he held.

What would he say to her when she woke up?

What would they do?

What did all this mean?

What did she expect of him?

Logan listened to the steady, sleepy beat of her heart, his body unnaturally attuned to hers.

The moment her breathing shifted he pulled himself from his thoughts and waited as she adjusted. Her warmth was steady against his side and though he knew she was awake, she made no motion to move. He nudged her with his arm and she turned her cerulean, sleepy gaze to his. Her eyes were penetrating even at first light of the morning.

He wanted to speak, to say something but he was lost and confused and didn't know what to say.

She saved him by offering him a quirk of her lips, "Good morning." she murmured, voice husky with sleep.

His throat was suddenly dry; she shouldn't effect him this way but he somehow found it in him to respond, "Morning."

She pulled away from him and stretched her lithe body like a cat waking from a nap, before sitting up and leaving the bed. She grabbed her toiletry bag and a robe. She gave him a quick once over, enjoying the view of the older man lying in her bed and gave him a quick nod, "I'll be right back and then we can talk."

Logan gave her a terse nod as she walked away from the room, quickly closing the door behind her.

Logan sat up in the bed, his white t-shirt slightly wrinkled from sleeping in it. He didn't typically sleep with... well... clothes, but for modesty's sake and the concern that with little clothing whatever was inside would jump her, he had pretty much fallen asleep in what he showed up in. It didn't take long for Kagome to return, her face washed, teeth and hair brushed, looking fresh as a daisy.

She set her little bag on the dresser and crawled back on the bed in front of him, wrapping herself in the blankets.

Her gaze was sharp and curious, "You're still here."

Logan looked at her, voice gruff, "Of course I am. Where'd you expect me to go?"

Kagome shrugged her shoulders, "I honestly thought you might run off again."

He looked almost sheepish as he rubbed the stubble on his chin, "You said we could talk."

She nodded and turned older then they should have been cerulean eyes to him, "Ask your questions. I know you have them."

It didn't take him but a second to blurt out, "What's pack? What's happening to me? What do you want?"

The miko gave him a look that was all pity as she reached for his hand, "You're a diluted youkai. Somewhere in your family tree a youkai mated a human who had a baby that mated a human who had a baby that mated a human and had you. I don't know what type you are, your blood is too diluted, but you are a pack animal, without a doubt. Packs, in youkai society, are family groups with an alpha. I come from one of these groups. I had an alpha who led my pack, he provided for me, cared for me, fought for me and with me against those that sought my power. In pack society, if you submit to an alpha, that alpha takes on that role. Inherently, though diluted you are, you understand these concepts but you have been raised among humans and therefore cannot fully grasp them, just like in some ways my human mind can't either." Kagome stopped for a moment to give him searching eyes, "That night... in the forest... that other part of you, that part that is youkai knew what to do. It laid claim to my submission and it was within it's rights to take it's prize. There is no shame in it, it is a truth of animals and we are animals, the parts that aren't human at least."

"You have always had this youkai within you - it manifests in rage and lust, two very powerful emotions for youkai. I'm sure there were days where your rage was uncontrollable or your lust untamed. I'm sure you've woken up with blood on your hands and had no idea how it got there." The words hit too close to home and Logan looked away, "It's unfortunate for you that I understand these feelings because I'm sure I triggered certain things within you. When the more youkai part is ignored... it can manifest metaphysically and cause internal harm. This creature is not real and cannot jump out or anything but it does exist and it is you in your most base self." Kagome looked away, "I spent my younger years with a half-demon and he helped me survive the only way he knew how, like him, like a youkai and I just- I never came back from it. There is a part of me that stays true to my human self and a part that stays with the half-demon teachings. I was lost and confused, a wounded animal looking for home." she reached out her hand and touched his, "But whether you realized it or not you took me as yours."

There was silence between the two an Logan looked at the wild little thing in front of him and seeing her there felt so right, so good.

God he was damned just looking at her but to hell with that.

If he was damned he might as well be damned for better reasons then just wanting her.

He lifted the hand that wasn't held in hers, bringing it to the nape of her pale, slender neck.

His hand was filled with her soft, inky hair and he brought her to him, his lips hovering over hers.

She sounded crazy, spoke like a crazy girl but all the words she said sounded so right, calmed all that seething rage he carried within him.

He was soothed and he knew that there was truth in her words.

He claimed her, accidentally, as his... his pack.

Very quietly, voice rough, he murmured, "Mine." His lips crashed down on hers and Kagome had to decide to either fight his kiss or accept it. She accepted, her lips parting under his demanding mouth. His tongue entangled with hers and dipped into every crevice of her mouth, exploring her, branding her, turning her blood into liquid fire. He angled her head, taking control of the kiss, demanding everything from her, taking everything. He made a sound low in his throat, partial growl, partial groan. He wanted to throw her on this bed, finish what was started in the woods so many months ago but the part that was human forced him to pull away from her flushed cheeks, swollen lips, and lidded eyes.

He wanted to enjoy the moment, bask in her spicy scent, but his eyes narrowed and he couldn't stop the words tumbling from his mouth, "You didn't fuck that cat did you?"

He had less then a second to realize that the darkening of her eyes was bad for him.

Her hand connected with his cheek as she screamed, "I'm a virgin! GET OUT!"

And Logan was ashamed to say... he ran out of the room with his proverbial tail between his legs.

But the good news was she was a virgin.

An interesting tidbit of information he was sure would haunt him.

.

.

Passing her in the halls was a nightmare.

He could smell her when he wasn't even looking for her; she set his world on fire in ways he never thought possible and half the time he wasn't even touching her.

The girl that glowered during most of her stay had a pep in her step that caused whispers and rumors to break out like wildfire.

She was still vicious, still brutal, a wild, untamed creature that put them in their places... but she smiled now.

Logan enjoyed his evenings, sneaking into her bedroom, kissing her senseless, knowing that she was ripe for the taking. He loved teasing her, going only a little further each night but never going further then leaving her in her underthings. It was an exciting game, leaving him hungry and wanting more but savoring each moment. After their petting sessions, he just enjoyed being there, having her curled at his side. Sometimes she would tell fantastical tales of adventures for events long passed and others they spent quiet and sleeping.

Oddly enough, his favorite pass time was feeding her.

He always brought snacks and food to her.

She had explained that it was instinct to provide for her most basic needs and he was inclined to agree.

Watching her eat anything he brought made him swell with pride.

It was shame this interesting lull in his life was about to come to a screeching halt.

.

.

When Jean walked up to him, determination on her face he knew it was trouble.

He turned to face her, her green hues darker then normal, confused, concerned.

She looked beautiful, her crimson hair cascading around her like fire but he wasn't... moved by the sight of her.

He had been extremely preoccupied with Kagome since his return that Jean had been the furthest thing from his mind. Nonetheless, he turned to her with a rakish grin, "Jean." he greeted.

Her smile was tentative, "Hey, Logan. I haven't really seen you around lately."

His grin turned sheepish as he crossed his arms over his chest, "I've been busy."

He watched her pretty lips turn into a frown, "I know, with that Japanese girl, Kagome."

Logan's insides were cold but he kept his thoughts from showing on his face, "Well... she's... a little different from the others."

That darkness in her eyes only grew darker, "She's dangerous not different."

He gestured to himself, "And I'm not?"

Jean blinked away the darkness clouding her vision as she shook her head, "Y-you're different."

The partial-youkai gave her a frown and repeated her words back at her, "Dangerous not different."

"Logan, that's not why I came over here! Some of the students are beginning to gossip. You need to stay away from her for your own safety. You know how teenagers, they can be lewd and rumors are concerning."

He shrugged his shoulders, "Honestly, why do I give a damn what a bunch of kids say? The girl is lonely, she's an outcast even here. We hang out, so what?" They definitely did more than hang out and the rumors were probably true but he didn't care. "You want me to leave her on her own?" He could smell the jealousy in her scent, turning it sour and bitter to his nose.

"Well... no, but - " He cut her off.

"I don't need you to mother me, Red. You got your man - " he gestured with his head behind her and she turned to see Scott there, a frown on his face, "- go mother him. I got class to teach."

And he didn't but he really, really wanted to get away from her.

Honestly, he just wanted to be outside.

So he jogged out the front door, leaving her gaping and concerned and positively pissed, and into the surrounding trees.

The sun was bright and touched his skin, warming his flesh as he breathed deep the outdoors.

As he was enjoying the outdoors, a scent caught his nose and he grinned.

Well, well... if it isn't my favorite girl.

He began to move in the direction he caught her scent, leading him deeper into the trees, but then he caught another scent.

And this one? Well, it wasn't as welcome.

Sabretooth.

That thing inside him roared it's displeasure and for once, he and the damn thing were in total agreement.

Why the hell was that cat around? And with Kagome?

He stopped stalking toward the scent, his mind whirling at the possibilities. Was it possible she called him there? She did say that she had been considering that ass as her alpha while he had been gone. The longer he thought about it, the more pissed off he was getting. He was starting to see red, crimson was crawling over his vision and he tried to shake the haze away but the beast inside him laughed, Sit back and enjoy the show.

.

.

Kagome shook her head at the other diluted youkai in her life, "It's too late, we're pack now. He has taken me under his wing as his. If you want rights, you have to fight for them."

Sabretooth shook his head of wild hair and the growl in his throat rumbled forward, "You accepted that bastard?"

The miko gazed at him through steady cerulean hues, "He was my first choice, you know that."

The male stepped toward and his stance was anything but friendly. Kagome's eyes hardened and her lips tipped into a frown. He was trying to intimidate her, show her he was bigger and scarier then her but he had no clue what he was dealing with. Silver encased her eyes and her frown curled into a growl. The male stopped for just a moment, debating, mulling over if the fight was worth it. He could hurt her. Hurt her enough that her little alpha would have no choice but to fight on her behalf and then he could kick his ass and just take her.

His dark eyes were losing that part to think rationally and soon all that was going to be left was an animal.

She was challenging him just by standing there, not giving in. Her chin was jutted in his direction and she had her arms tense at her side.

He was going to teach her lesson.

His walk turned into a jog, which turned into a run, and with a roar he was leaping at her, intent on pinning her to the ground.

Kagome was tense and was ready to fight back as much as she was able. She was sure that kitty in front of her wouldn't go down without a fight.

As she braced herself, she heard a vicious growl from her right and then a blur was leaping at Sabretooth, adamantium claws at his throat.

Kagome breathed a sigh of relief. Logan. Logan was there, fulfilling his duties.

The miko watched on and waited for the winner, hoping her alpha would come out on top. She had a feeling if he lost and Sabretooth took her, their arrangement was going to be quite different now that he felt she had snubbed him.

.

.

There was blood and teeth and claws and Logan was content to let his blood lust reign.

And boy did he lust for that bastard's blood.

Lips curling over his teeth, Logan growled as they battled their way through the forest.

Claw for claw, blow for blow, tooth for tooth was exchanged.

The guttural sound that wouldn't stop leaving his throat sounded more animal then anything and Logan couldn't believe it was coming from him. The red haze was there, taking away his thoughts, leaving instinct to play and fight this battle for him. He could feel his muscles bunch and burn under his skin, using every bit of his impressive strength, every bit of muscle he had to fight his rival. He could not lose. Losing meant losing Kagome. Losing meant Kagome was gone. His anger was a real thing, crawling up his throat, wanting to be unleashed.

Logan had never felt more exhilarated.

Never felt more himself.

His claws were deep in Sabretooth's chest, he was sure he had hit something vital, but that damnable cat used teeth and tried to bite his throat, causing him to step back. He wasn't paying attention, he should have been paying attention. He heard Kagome make a sound as though to call out to him but it was too late. They broke through the tree line, students began screaming and running.

The teachers were coming.

He didn't care, he was still fighting.

Kagome, though, she was filled with instant dread. If they interfered, if they so much as tried to help, that was it.

She would be Sabretooth's no questions asked. She saw some of the more experienced X-Men running toward, Scott, Rogue, Jean, and she threw out a barrier without so much as blinking. Silver encased her eyes, a dome building around the two occupants. The look on Scott's face was murderous as he turned to the miko and yelled, "Drop the barrier, Kagome!"

Logan hit the barrier and his skin cackled with energy.

Kagome shook her head, "I can't!" Sabretooth was digging his claws into Logan's shoulder with a grunt and a growl while Jean was was preparing to attack her. "You don't understand! He can't have help!"

Logan was falling to the ground and Kagome sent a burst of energy toward Rogue who was trying to sneak up on her. Scott called out, "Rogue!" But Kagome was intent on the outcome, Logan was trying to stand, "Drop the damn barrier!"

Kagome was firm, did not drop her guard, her stance, and yelled, "He is my alpha and he has to win or I have to go!" she screamed back at them.

Logan heard her voice through the roaring of his blood and he understood. Everything fell into place with crystal clear clarity. This damned cat would take her from him. And suddenly he and the monster inside him were in perfect sync. No. She belonged to him. So he stood, and his viciousness was calculated and cold and methodical. Sabretooth was going to lose, one way or another. He would kill him if that was what was necessary. He would rip his head right off his body.

So when Logan caught Sabretooth off guard and ended up on top, his claws gone, knuckles bloody as he slammed his fist into Sabretooth's face until it was unrecognizable mess, that was okay. It was necessary. He didn't flinch once, not when he felt the orbital bones break, not when his prey gagged on their own blood. When he felt a hand grasp his wrist, it took everything he had not to slash first and ask questions later. He looked up into her silvery hues that were fading to blue and she was whispering, "It's done." Over and over. The mutant below him was breathing but only barely and Logan stood from him and to Kagome, towering over her smaller, daintier form.

The blood on his hands was thick and slippery but that monster simmered below his skin.

He took those bloody hands and cradled her head between them.

There was blood on her cheeks but her smile was radiant.

He won.

She was his.

So he leaned down and claimed his prize.

Her lips were soft beneath his, pliant and sweet.

She tasted of everything that was good. He inhaled her scent, enjoying the way she leaned against him. He lifted her into his arms, her legs wrapping around his waist. One hand held her ass firmly in place, the other entangled in her hair. Their lips never broke from one another and he conquered her mouth, with lips, teeth, and tongue. He kissed her until she whimpered, kissed her until her lips were swollen. And when he pulled away he murmured, "Mine."

Kagome nodded and the moment between them was short lived because then Kagome was quite literally flying from his arms and was fifteen feet away from him. He tried to move but found he couldn't and he turned to the side where he met furious green. Scott was beside her, confused, wary and Rogue was beside him blushing crimson but neither made a move to stop the red-head.

"Jean..." he growled, the warning clear in his voice.

Her eyes narrowed, "What the hell?"

He literally couldn't stop growling, "Jean!"

Kagome gave her own impressive growl, "Let me go!"

"Not until we know what's going on here!" Jean yelled and Kagome was just growing more and more furious by the moment.

"It doesn't matter! You wouldn't understand!" the Japanese girl yelled back. The silver in her gaze was returning and Scott looked wary and protective all at once. He had warned the girl not to attack Jean again but Jean was technically the one attacking now.

He touched her shoulder and murmured, "Let them go and let the Professor handle this."

Jean shook her head an angry and defiant 'no' falling from her lips, "I want to know what this is."

Scott felt a pain his heart and he knew why she wanted to know. Of course he did. He knew that Jean's heart was not wholly his and as far as he knew, Logan had felt something for her too. Turning his gaze to the other man, he knew. Whatever he felt for Jean was a far cry for what he felt for the young Japanese girl. Kagome was legal so he didn't care what they got up to in their spare time and Logan wasn't her teacher.

Logan turned his dark eyes to Jean and snarled, "She's mine. That's what this is!"

"You told me - !"

Logan cut her off with a snarl, "I didn't say anything! I never told you a damn thing!" his eyes were dark with rage, his lips curled over his teeth. Logan wasn't home, hadn't been for a long time and Jean just wouldn't stop pushing.

Kagome raised her silvery hues to the other woman, her own lips pressed into a thin, sharp line. This woman was keeping her separate from her alpha. Under no circumstance was that okay. He had just defended her from a threat, a threat that had wanted to take her away, and now this woman wanted to keep them separate? Demand things that she had no right to demand? She could feel the power from Jean surrounding her, a thin string of power linking them together. Kagome was downright brutal when she needed to be, deadly when it was required and Kagome had just reached her limit. So instead of talking, instead of demanding, she threw her power down that silver cord that bound her in the air and watched it trail like fire until it hit Jean full force, severing the ties that held Kagome and Logan still.

Jean cried out, silver burning behind her closed eyelids as she grasped her head and Kagome left her no time to recover. She was there in an instant, her hands balled into fists, her muscles coiled in her legs ready to launch her attack. Scott saw it happening in slow motion, Kagome lifting her right leg to hit Jean in the face and even though Jean was at fault, he could not stop himself from reaching for his glasses but… Kagome was not the only threat and Logan was right behind her, eyes firmly on Scott as his fist connected with his stomach, causing the other mutant to double over.

Rogue watched in horror, unsure of what to do. Logan was her friend, he had her loyalty but she had battled with others on numerous occasions. She could stop it, suck them all dry until they stopped but she couldn't. It would be a choice she couldn't come back from so instead she yelled, "Stop!" and hoped they would listen. But they didn't.

Logan and Kagome moved like a well-oiled machine.

As though they had been fighting together their entire lives.

Where one wasn't, the other was, blocking, defending, pushing back.

Rogue realized, they were in deep trouble if Kagome and Logan ever decided to fully launch an attack against them. Kagome nullified their powers with cold, hard calculations and Logan was brute strength and anger behind her. Unable to do much else, Rogue screamed silently in her mind and hoped the professor was listening.

Help us!

It took only a minute and a minute was all Kagome and Logan needed to nullify what they perceived as a threat but Professor Xavier was there, Hank beside him and battle ready. Xavier's call was harsh and heavy inside the minds of the two mutants lost to their baser selves, "That is enough!" Kagome and Logan both flinched and were pressed to their hands and knees by powerful telepathic waves holding them in place. All the fight left them, being on the opposite end of such power completely removing whatever instinct they had to fight. Verbally, he called out, "Logan! Kagome! Are you in control?"

Kagome grit her teeth as tried not to fight the telepathic pressure holding her in place but she nodded her head. Logan cursed but did the same.

And then it was over.

.

.

Jean held a towel to her bloody nose and glared at the other side of the room where Logan and Kagome stood, side to side, arms crossed in front of them. Scott was beside her, his arm over her shoulder and nursing his ribs which were surely cracked. Kagome and Logan looked no worse for wear, Logan healing quickly and Kagome just being better at hand to hand then Jean was. Kagome's cold, cerulean orbs met hers from across the room and her expression was empty.

Jean looked away and at Xavier, "Well? What now?" she snapped.

Xavier looked at her and arched a brow, "What do you mean?"

With a scowl she responded, "They attacked us, Professor! They are carrying on an inappropriate relationship!"

Xavier turned to his favorite pupil and the smile he gave her was indulgent and a tad sad, "Jean, I saw the memories that young Rogue projected and it was you that attacked first. They did as expected of them to do. Respond to a perceived threat."

Jean's eyes were dark with something other and she hissed, "Because of what I saw! They were kissing!"

Xavier shook his head, "Which I knew of, I know everything that goes on in this school. If I had felt the need to end it, I would have. Kagome is a legal consenting adult, yes, we are a school but Kagome can make her own decision in regards to this matter and she has. She has chosen Logan as her alpha and he has claimed her as such. Though I cannot begin to comprehend the details of what that means, it is not my place to judge or dictate, merely guide."

Scott squeezed her shoulder, "Jean - "

Jean stood and Kagome and Logan tensed, "Are you serious?"

The professor nodded his head, "Very much so. It was my hope that this would happen."

This time Logan looked at him and rumbled, "What do you mean?"

The other mutant turned to him with a soft, knowing smile, "I've known about this girl a long time, I've been inside her head and have seen what she needs. There are few in this world that can provide her that. I've been inside yours too and knew that this could have been either a great success or terrifying failure." He stopped and his gaze was on Kagome, "Tell him your secret, Kagome."

Kagome did something that was very strange, very uncharacteristic of the female they had all come to know. Her dark brows furrowed and she brought her bottom lip between her teeth. She suddenly no longer looked like the indifferent woman that dwelled within their midst. Instead she looked concerned and confused. The Japanese girl looked at the professor and she did trust him, she respected him for what he did at this school but… her gaze darted to Logan and she felt very human emotions begin to fill her. Dread. Concern. But she nodded at the professor and looked at Logan with dark eyes and murmured, "This is as old as I will look for a very, very long time."

Logan looked down at her, confused and it took him several seconds before he understood, eyes wide, "You mean - "

Xavier spoke up, "Kagome will age very slowly, Logan, by a quirk of true magic… this girl will have a lifespan to match yours assuming nothing happens in the future."

Logan gazed at the once-miko with furrowed brows, "Why didn't you tell me?"

Kagome looked away, "I wanted my alpha to want me for me, not because we would have similar life-spans." Her voice was soft and aloof but he could see the tension in the line of her shoulders and he touched he cheek with a finger caked in dried blood. He didn't say anything more on the subject because nothing more needed to be said.

"So… you planned this." Scott murmured, "All of it."

Xavier gave a genial smile, "I had hoped for a good outcome but yes, I laid out the pieces."

Jean stood, her chair scratching the floor loudly and her gaze was angry and almost hateful as she looked at the duo across the room. There had been room in her heart for both men but one was gone and she hadn't been ready to give him up. She backed away from the room and fled in a storm of barely contained power and Scott said nothing as he took off after her. Kagome turned to the headmaster of the school and spoke quietly, "There is something dark inside her, Charles."

He looked at her, eyes sad, uncertain, "I know, I know." He straightened in his chair and the calm, soothing voice was back, "But we will handle it when the time comes. Now! Go on you two, go and tend to your wounds while I get Hank so we can… well, work on Sabretooth. You did quite a number on him, Logan." His eyes were blank as he gazed at the other mutant, "No judgement, but I expect you both to handle your tempers and your instincts. This is the only time you will not be punished because Jean was at fault but this school is first and foremost a haven. As for - " his lips quirked, "- other things. You will have the same rules as the other couples among the school. Protection and no overtly pubic displays of affection."

Kagome cast him a confused look and Logan snorted, "No fucking in public, got it." Kagome's cheeks burned crimson and she began to sputter but Logan was already steering her away. After all, she did have a few scratches that needed looking at it and Logan would love to play doctor.

.

.

That night, laying in his bed Kagome at his side, Logan let his mind wander.

He could have lost her today.

If he had been slower, or if he had not been able to beat Sabretooth then Kagome would have been whisked away by the other partial youkai. Lips curled angrily, Logan pulled her tighter to his side. Her breath fanned his neck and he felt a shiver crawl down his spine. He had done it though, he had been able to save her, keep her. A growl rumbled through his chest and it woke the sleepy miko up from her rest.

Her eyes were groggy as she looked at him, her voice concerned, "Logan?" He grunted in response and she queried, "Is everything okay?" He grunted again and that was answer enough. She had been spending time with her alpha, she knew how to communicate with him despite his sometimes lack of actual words. She sat up, blinking the sleep from her eyes as she gazed down at him. "What's wrong?"

His dark hues observed her and the scowl on his face made her wonder. After a few tense seconds he finally asked, "What would have happened... if I had lost?"

Kagome blinked slowly, processing the question and her lips were set in a grim line, "Well... he would have won me. It's... it's like lions almost, especially since he is distantly cat. Wolves are close but lions make more sense. When a rival male lion has their sights set on a pride, they fight the dominant male. Sometimes, if the females are inclined, they fight too but for the most part it's male vs. male. The winner takes the pride and the male lion either dies in the fight or is cast away. In this case - I am the pride. He would take me. The females of the pride have no choice - the new male, if the current leader loses, will kill the cubs and the female lions go into heat. Some fight but it's all the same. They submit." Her gaze was a cool blue and her voice was soft, "I would have fought... but it's kinder to submit."

Logan felt his blood turn cold at the thought.

He understood what she was saying.

Kinder to submit.

He understood and his saliva was thick and his inner youkai was pushing through.

The thought was terrifying that she would have - that Sabretooth could have - his dark eyes moved over the soft planes of her face.

Not his Kagome.

She looked away and he grasped her chin in his hand. Her gaze was wide and startled when he sat up and dragged her lips to his. His lips on hers were decidedly soft - different from his usual need to dominate her. Her eyes closed and she leaned into him, tilting her head so she had better access to his seeking lips. They moved in sync, tongues and soft mouths. He released a sound that was all male, more animal then human and she shuddered in his arms. His tongue swiped across her bottom lip and her mouth parted. He enjoyed her taste, enjoyed the mingling of their breath, and spike in her scent.

He pulled away, her lips following his for a moment before she righted herself, blue eyes opening but foggy with want. He patted her hair down and pressed his nose to her temple, inhaling. "Shower with me?" he queried gently. Kagome was stiff for a moment, unsure, feeling the tension and need in the air. Her gaze met his and his dark orbs were soft but that wasn't all that swirled within those depths. There was a wildness that attested to his nature and a need that overwhelmed all other emotion. She knew that if she joined him in that bathroom, that was it.

The barriers between them would be gone.

The part of her that howled with dogs whispered, this is his right. He defended you. Proved his worth as alpha - as mate. This is his right.

But the part that remained human... that part was looking at Logan's half-lidded eyes, knowing that this was a man that knew what he wanted. For whatever reason, he did want her. She could feel the proof of his desire through his jeans, against her thigh. He was a man that had seen war upon war, battle upon battle, lived through years she had read only in history. His history and time on earth was longer then hers. She suddenly felt uncharacteristically shy. She had lived through battles of her own but she was still young - still inexperienced in many, many ways. But the way he looked at her... like she was everything. She knew Logan would devour her, brand her through and through. Being with him, she would learn what it meant to be a woman in it's purest form.

Inuyasha and her... they hadn't gone very far.

Kisses and petting.

But he had been inexperienced just as she was.

She knew Logan had experience enough for the both of them.

Then the human part that wouldn't stop thinking came to a screeching halt, because he was leaning toward her, his lips by her ear, his voice rough and low, "I'll make you feel good."

And she had no doubt about it. So with confidence she didn't know she possessed, she pulled away from him. Unlike her room, Logan had his down bathroom. She stood and began to walk toward the door across from the bed, watching his face melt into confusion. As she walked away, she peeled off the shirt she was wearing from her body and dropped it to the floor. She stopped at the doorway, flicked on the light, and looked back at the man on the bed.

And he was a man.

Not a boy.

Not a hanyou.

A man.

Their eyes met and the confusion was gone, replaced by hunger.

He stood from the bed, liquid grace and coiled muscles that came only from years and years of battle.

And then he stalked toward her.

(The smut was removed; you can find the link on my profile to my AO3 account)

.

.

Most days people looked at Logan in fear.

Now it was curiosity.

He was, for lack of a better term, happy.

And it was because of Kagome.

Kagome was different.

Everything had changed.

She wasn't the same angry, cruel girl anymore. She smiled much easier then before when they first started this thing they had and she laughed more. She had made several friends among her peers and she was coming out of her shell. Logan loved it. She was affectionate, stopping him in the halls and stealing kisses, not caring who was around. Between classes, there were heavy petting sessions and quickies, and at night she came to his room.

Most thought it was the regular sex they were both having that improved their moods (he would not disagree) but it was more.

He was connecting with another human being on a different level.

She listened about his life, went every where with him, and genuinely enjoyed being around him.

He felt the same.

He had lived in the past for so long and now he planned for a future with Kagome.

Jean was still a problem, always would be, he didn't doubt that. As long as she didn't touch his girl then he didn't care what she did. Unfortunately, the two females were often thrown into situations where they had to work with another. Kagome's power was tremendous and as such, she officially became an addition to the X-Men.

Her and Rogue were quick and fast friends after Rogue got over her initial reproach. Everything was coming together for him.

Days, weeks, months passed and Logan was content.

Until one day, Kagome left bed in the middle of the night and fled into the forest.

He watched her go from the window, catching a glimpse of silver hair and puppy ears.

Dark hues met bright gold in a face that was lined with age, before he turned away and watched his miko go with a heavy heart.

He curled back in bed, his face pressed into her pillow, breathing in her scent as he silently stuffed away the beast inside him that seethed with rage and pain.

The sun rose and set several times with him unmoving.

The door to his room opened and he looked up, his animal howling as he saw her walk in.

His voice was rough from disuse, "I didn't think you were coming back."

Her feet were dirty and dried tear tracks lined her cheeks as she shook her head, "You're my alpha. I'll always come back." She came and sat at the edge of their bed, still in the same sleep clothes. She reached over and trailed a hand down his cheek, "I left because I felt him fading, he came to say goodbye." Logan pulled away, the hurt stinging and making him angry but she pulled him back gently, "Even if he had come to take me..." something very human fluttered across her features before she tucked it away, "...Logan... I love you."

His heart pounded in his chest and the beast yowled its triumph.

He leaned over, dragged her to him and pressed his lips against hers.

He tasted the hanyou on her lips and he knew what kind of goodbye they had shared.

It didn't hurt as much as he thought it would because the part that wasn't human knew, she was home, she was pack, and she was his and that was all that mattered.

It was because of the hanyou that he had her now, he would not begrudge him his goodbye.

He pulled away, pressed his forehead to hers and murmured back, "Love you too."

She smiled brightly, took his hand within her own, and they walked to the shower.

.

.

The years passed, Logan and Kagome came and went.

They were two rocks in the sea of mutants, unchanging, visiting the school and teaching classes for months at a time before wanderlust settled in and they packed their bags and left in the middle of the night.

They came when the threat of man or other mutants was too much, defended the students with a viciousness and ferocity that was terrifying before they left again.

But the stories of them traveled through the mutant community.

The story of the Wolverine and his Miko.

.

.

.

'Gome Yuki: So the smut you can find on A03 account as stated above. I loved writing this thing. Kagome and Logan are one of my OTP's. Please let me know if you enjoyed reading as much as I did wiring it! I genuinely like this plot and don't care if it's over used. This wraps of up Logan and Kagome's adventures. I want to do a short collection of Kagome one-shots. Those are reaaaal popular right now and I have so many plunnies I need to get out. I hope you're all doing great! Love you and thanks for the reviews for the last chapter. I was floored by how happy everyone was. As far as the end goes - I had to throw in her goodbye to Inuyasha. It felt natural and normal that he die of old age and want to see her one last time. So he hunted her down. But it shows how much Kagome loves Logan to turn away and not leave with him and follow him for the rest of his days.