Inuyasha gone in heat

byKuroNoHime

Disclaimer: If I owned Inuyasha, I'd be hanging around Rumiko's studio, spanking her to draw smutty ecchi scenes that would contain Sesshy naked. A lot of Sesshy, completely nude. Bare, unclothed, stripped, undressed, exposed, uncovered… coma drool Yeah, me no owns, nothing. Nada. I make absolutely no profit with this piece of fanfiction.

Inuyasha © Rumiko Tahakashi

Glossary:

Inu - Dog
Inutachi - "Dog gang" or just as stupidly "The fellowship of Inuyasha"
Shikon - Sacred jewel
Hanyoo - Half demon, Finnish translitering. American version would be "hanyou"
Goshinboku - Sacred tree
Yookai - Demon, Finnish translitering, also "youkai"
Taiyookai - Great demon or Am. "taiyoukai"
Hakama - Traditional Japanese pants
Miko - Priestess
Kun - Japanese suffix, used while referring to young boys, can also be applied to girls who have masculine traits or who are tomboyish. Female equivalent would be "chan". The reason Kagome doesn't add "kun" after Inuyasha's name is, because when people reach a certain level of intimacy, they are privileged to call each other just by their name. Lack of suffix is usually a sign of intimacy, but when used by stranger, can be very offending.

She didn't like it. He had been avoiding her for a whole week now - evading her eyes, never staying in her company for any longer period of time than absolutely needed and simply refusing to touch her in any way. Even when they travelled, he wouldn't pick her up to his back anymore, but instead, scoffed that she was well capable of riding her bike-thingy since she insisted on dragging the damned thing along. In addition to his bizarre behaviour towards Kagome, Inuyasha was also crankier than usual towards everyone. He was constantly snapping over the smallest things and over-all more inconsiderate to Miroku and Sango as well. (Shippo was the only [unfortunate to receive the same kind of treatment as always.)

Kagome was utterly bewildered by this sudden change in his manners, which weren't that great in to begin with, and had tried to confront him about the matter, but failed at every attempt. He had made sure that they were never left alone long enough for her to deal with the moody dogboy. Inuyasha kept a lot to himself and gradually more often insisted on going on patrols on his own. He would leave for hours and finally when he was present, it still seemed like he wasn't there. Kagome sighed.

Currently the Inutachi had just returned from their newest shikon shard hunt and the worn-out travellers had all scattered to their own ways. Miroku and Sango had retrieved to rest where as the ever energetic Shippo had sprung off to play with the children of Kaede's village.

Kagome wanted nothing more than a long and bubbly bath at home, but she had decided to stay and prepare some dinner for the gang from the fish Shippo had caught earlier. It was the least she could do for her weary companions. Besides, it was way too cold to be bathing in the river - even for her! 'Smoked fish would be nice. But for that I need to prepare them outside. I wonder where I left the grating I brought from my time? Hmm, I hope Inuyasha has done the firewood. Where is he, anyway?' She walked into Kaede's hut musing about the missing hanyoo.

Meanwhile at Goshinboku…

Were Inuyasha was perching on his very favourite tree.

Yup, it was spring alright. Spring along with the cooling breezes and streams that broke through the hard ice and finally ran free. The last of snow melted into the earth leaving behind cold dew ponds of sparkling water. But despite all the coldness, he was aflame, scorching with passionately consuming flames that continued to eat him in his waking hours as well as in his sleep. He wound up waking at nights in cold sweat while shivering from suffocating anxiety. He was in heat.

Most of the time Inuyasha was thankful of his demon heritage that provided him with extraordinaire traits in strength, speed, reflexes, among several other advantages, but when the spring came - he cursed his blood and the ancient bonds it held within. Up until this particular spring, he had been well capable of coping through the time of mating, it being nothing more than an unavoidable nuisance that lasted its time until it faded away. Sadly, this was not the case with this specific spring.

Now he was nothing more than a sad excuse of a demon that was supposed to be the son of a great taiyookai. No, a drooling lorg was more like it. All the hours of his days were filled with lascivious, and rather vivid, fantasies about one certain human girl. The nights he feared for all his dreams had become nightmares. Her alluring, naked form plagued his mind brining him comfort and promising relief until all of it was taken from him in the brink of his release. Night after night she came to him, looking so beautiful and innocent. She stripped from her clothing, teasingly slow, piece by piece. Then she touched herself in such erotic ways that it make him harden to a point of pain. He'd beg and beg her to stop the pain, and after degrading amount of grovelling, she'd come to him. Let him sink into her, ravish her, drink her essence and forget everything else. Just when he was about to have his salvation, he'd wake alone into the darkness. In unbearable state of yearn and only his hand to bring him alleviation.

It was utterly pathetic; to be attracted to that gawky weakling who did nothing else than dragged along complaining about the lousy weather, hunger, lack of sleep, his "supposedly" lacking manners and whatnot.

Well, still occasionally, even though never admitting it, he did enjoy watching her shapely long legs and bouncing soft breasts while she moved around. Not to mention how it excited him to catch glimpses of her exotic undergarments which, on time to time, were revealed to his lustful gaze due to the compromising shortness of her skimpy skirt. Her radiating dark chocolate eyes, rose-coloured full lips… He dug his sharp nails through the fabric of his hakama into the flesh of his thighs trying desperately to subdue the raging ache in his loins. He didn't bear to even look at her anymore since he was afraid what the sight might do for his sanity.

In desperation, he had tried to keep his distance from her bearing the knowledge of how much it hurt her. But if he was to let his guard down, he'd hurt her even a greater deal. It seemed that no matter what he did, he always ended up doing something that only brought displease to the miko. Regardless of her sometimes annoying qualities, he cared for her, after all. So much, in fact, that every so often his emotions clouded his reason making him act stupid against his better judgement. And today was not going to be any different.

Kagome was blissfully ignorant of the innermost turmoil that her dog demon companion was going through and simply continued the day like it was any other. Her mundane tasks came to halt, however, when a fast twirl of wind emerged from the direction of the woods. Not too many seconds later, a tall and dark demon with azure blue eyes approached her with a bundle of wild flowers in his hands. "Kouga!" Kagome exclaimed and ran to greet her demon friend.

A radiating smile lit Kouga's handsome features as he handed out the beautiful bouquet of flourishing big flowers to the girl. "Beautiful flowers to a beautiful lady." He sweet talked to her charmingly. Kagome saw through his act, but was still pleased about the attention. At least some males still appreciated her existence. She laughed nonchalantly thanking him for the flowers and for the compliment. "So, Kouga-kun, what brings you here?"

"Does a man have to have a reason to see the woman he loves?" He inquired mischievously.

Kagome smirked at his all-too-obvious attempts to suck up to her and the two continued in their game of exchanging compliments. They were chatting casually until a ragged voice broke through the careless conversation.

"What are you doing here, you mangy wolf?"

Kouga turned on his heels to face the source of the voice. The sight that greeted him was even more unpleasant than usual. Inuyasha was standing far away from them, but Kouga could still clearly see how his skin was pale and sweaty. Beads of liquid glistened on his temples making it look like he was suffering from a high fever. Dark rings under his unfocused eyes suggested that he hadn't slept for days and the entity was crowned with poorly maintained dirty clothing and hair.

Likewise Kouga, Inuyasha had also done some observation of his own. He noticed the flowers in Kagome's hands and the insufferable close proximity of Kouga's body to hers. The wolf demon was being familiar with her, perhaps more so than usual. His smooth body language suggested that this was not maybe just a random social call. Probably the mating season had also gotten to him and now he was here to seduce Kagome. That fucking piece of shit with that smug face of his wanted to lure her away from him to his dirty nest where he'd…

"What's up with that sad appearance? Anyway, my business here is with lady Kagome, not you, dog-breath." Kouga snorted arrogantly and turned his back at the hanyoo, emphasizing the mockery with his impudent gestures. Normally Inuyasha would have thrown back some insults of his own until losing his temper and trying to lunge at the other man, then Kagome would have sighed and said the magic word to cool the hanyoo down. However, this was not the case today.

Instead, with his true demonic speed, Inuyasha overcame the distance between Kouga and him, grabbed Kouga by the back of his furry armor and threw the surprised yookai several feet away from Kagome. As Kouga stood up from the ground, he had so suddenly plunged at, Inuyasha turned back to face him and growled in a very cautionary tone: "Fuck off if you know what's good for you."

Kagome gasped in surprise of Inuyasha's stunt as well as in concern for Kouga's welfare. The next retort by the wolf made her feel even more worried about how things would end up.

"Whoa, such strong words coming out of such weak mind, fleabag!" Kouga laughed and dusted off his furred paddings. Kagome could see from behind how Inuyasha's pose tensed up and his claws grew in length. She mustered up energy to call out the word, but for some reason… The very first time she was afraid of Inuyasha. Afraid of what he would do if she demeaned his authority like that this time. She squeezed the flowers in her hands like a child would have squeezed a night blanket. "Inuyasha…" She whispered, '… don't'

But there was nothing that Inuyasha wanted as much than to wipe the sneer of the wolf's smug face.

He had gone beyond the point of restrain and ran to Kouga to take a single swing at him. One that had just a little bit too much force behind it than necessary. Usually when the two fought, Inuyasha held back no matter how pissed off he appeared. Because he knew that in an actual life to death fight, Kouga stood no chance against him. Out of respect to the man that cared for Kagome and was truly a decent yookai, Inuyasha had never seriously tried to do him harm. Now he heard a sickening sound of bones breaking when his fist sank into the wolf demon's jaws.

Kouga made a gurgling noise in attempt to cough the blood out of his throat. His jaw was displaced, fractured in three different places, four of his teeth were broken and the force of his lower jaw colliding with his upper one had resulted in his fangs puncturing through his lower lip. He fell down on the ground into a blood spitting lump that whined in pain.

"Inuyasha, what's the matter with you!" Kagome yelled out and ran to help the man that had curled up from pain. She knew all too well Inuyasha's possessive and jealous nature, but this was too out of character even for him. She tentatively reached her hand over Kouga's deformed features and tried to suppress a gag upon seeing the damage Inuyasha's single punch had inflicted.

Before she had time to inspect his wound thoroughly, a strong hand grasped her arm and yanked her up from the kneeling position. Kagome turned her eyes at Inuyasha who held her still while looking at the wounded yookai. "Don't worry about him, real yookais heal themselves." And before Kagome had anything else to say about the matter, he drag her away, leaving Kouga alone on the ground.

She struggled in his hold all the way to the well where he dragged her by her arm - never casting a one glance at her. She tried to tear herself free from his iron grip, but when all her attempts obviously proved out to be futile, she stopped fighting back. Instead she tried to reach him by talking some sense into him, unfortunately it didn't seem to do anything either. She pleaded, cried, begged and snarled, but Inuyasha reacted in no manner. Almost like he wasn't even aware that she was talking to him.

He remained quiet until they reached the well where he at last let go of her and simply told her to get back to her own time. Needless to say, Kagome was not only outright confused, she was pissed, afraid and well, mostly pissed. "What the hell has gone into you?! You're acting crazy! Why won't you talk to me?" Kagome fumed, trying to force him into eye contact with her, but when ever Kagome turned her face to his, he turned away.

He couldn't face her, because he was afraid. Afraid of the sadness on her delicate features, sadness of his doing. He was also afraid that if he looked into her eyes, he'd lose himself and do something that they'd both regret. In the long run, things would be easier this way.

He spat on the ground and raised his voice sounding very annoyed. "Just go away! I don't need a prissy little ditsies here messing everything up. I'm sick of your complaints and constant nagging. I can't concentrate jack shit while you are here getting your ass in trouble every time I turn my back. Only thing you seem to be good at is fucking flirting with mangy wolfs, and that makes me sick to my stomach!"

"Now get lost!"

The echo of the shout rang in the air and Kagome went quiet. 'He doesn't even bother to look at me while saying those things.' She thought bitterly while fighting back the storm of emotions roiling inside her that threatened to erupt. 'Fine.'

She turned her back at him and jumped down the well. For a glimpse of an eye the black mass of wildly waving hair looked like a dark curtain of velvet before disappearing to the abyss. Then the last breath of wind died and she was gone.

"Finally." The drained hanyoo sighed in contemplation while sinking to his knees in front of the well. He could once again regain the hold of his thoughts - no more would that damned woman tease him with her irresistible fragrance, smooth long legs that continued forever, rounded rear that swayed ah-so-deliciously while she walked, slender waist that curved perfectly over her hips, ample pale breasts that just begged him to grab them with every slight bounce they ma… Inuyasha swallowed painfully. He got up from the ground that ran to the nearest bushes seeking for some - clarity of mind.

Yeah, a heat fic – done million times and nothing new this time around either, but sometimes spaghetti with meatballs is just spaghetti with meatballs and it's still good (or not if you don't like spaghetti or meatballs).

Umm yeah.. I still have like n+ other unfinished fics and I just started ANOTHER one that's unfinished.. (Plus I'm writing a new one which is currently unfinished.) That's why I should just stick with one-shots; I get distracted way too easily in longer stories. But rest assured, continuation is cumming! This fic will have at least three chapters, first chap contains no erotic material, just mild splatter, second one has a lime in it and the third has most of the fun. Basically this fic has it all - sex, violence, coarse language and bad grammar. :P So, stick around. It gets better and better.

Okay, the advertisement bit is over now. And I suppose not too many readers bother to read the author comments at the end of the fic? Well, I'll rabbit anywho. I just realized while proofreading (yeah, I actually do that!) that this is way too short. I get the feeling that things are too rushed, but unfortunately, as long as I'm not getting paid to write these things (a notion to all lawyers, btw, which I'm not) I don't have the time and resources to put my full effort into these. This would work probably much better if I stretched it into 50 pages instead of 5, but as I said, money is a great motivator.

This is also probably the most angsty fic I've written, or what I'll ever write. I dunno why, I like to write super angsty poems, but usually I do not like reading angsty stories. They just frustrate me (that's why I'm writing an erotic parody alongside this fic to get some lighter contrast). But I have to admit that sometimes a right amount of angst makes the good bits just that much sweeter. Mmm..

The second chapter of this story is ready on the smutty part. That's actually the first thing I write when I start making a new story. Shameless? Perhaps, but fun, too. This one gotta be a hot story since even my computer EXPLODED (no, not kidding) while I wrote this. My hard-disc was partially recovered and thus this story was saved, in case you were wondering.

I'll see ya all in the next chap! (Okay, there was little advertising in the end, too..)