A/N: I made this journal to keep track of my oneshots that appear in my head and want to get out on paper (silicon). These idea mostly came from kittykritic who enjoyed reading these. Here;s to hope any more readers to and that these don't let you down.
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In the Dark
The night was calm, like a gentle sea breeze in July. The night had a hand made of tainted darkness that could wrap and nullify any opposition in a blink. Said darkness was always around however, never kneeling beneath the supposed the caretaker to express itself; it could be carried wherever one may walk, one may speak and even where two may breath. Still however, the darkness cloaked itself under the night; hovering through groves and bounding over mountains, searching desperately and successfully to locate its prey, who of which, would instantly be awakened, their ice melted by the heat that only the darkness could bring.
Every certain night, when clear skies with tiny insignificant orbs of light were shining down, the sun's reflection reduced to a sliver on the moon's surface, the darkness would slither forth to consume them. Always appearing before the new moon, always appearing after the new moon; darkness infused their emotion and being with a direction; longing and hunger replaced by action and fulfillment. Even the darkness, as giving and enlightening as it could be, had a demeaning quality. Its secrecy drove them to build-up and aggression, towards put-downs and battles and moved them towards exposing their secret for the world to see.
It was their own fault they didn't get to hear he told her; that they didn't get to rejoice in the confirmation of bonds and attitude. Their prying, their shoving and their misguided sense of right and wrong drove them into their lighted bubble, oblivious to what the dark held, what it could do, in the outside world and beyond their thoughts. She never cared if they knew, never cared if they ever found out; Kagome just didn't give a damn if anyone found out about this. Cloaked by darkness, held by her lover, Kagome just didn't care what anyone said of if they would say anything at that.
The darkness was a spell cast upon him; she was sure of it. His change in energy, his rude and crude attitude melting away like snow in the spring; never enough to make someone forget, but always enough to make someone want more. She would always whisper the latter in his ears as she tweaked them, caressing the soft "fur" before nibbling softly on them. Perhaps the darkness had woven a spell on Kagome too and not just upon Inuyasha.
Running his claws up and down her being, whispering sweet nothings into her ear as his lips tickled her cheeks; that was how life was meant to be according to Inuyasha. Sunlight always basked her in a pool of heavenly light, giving Kagome a goddess-like appeal; cursing him to remember that she was something he could never have. The darkness helped to display Kagome as she really as; capable, trustworthy and smitten by his own being. The others back at the make-shift camp deplored the night, seeing it as a channel for demons and evil to sprout from. Kagome and Inuyasha knew better; the night provided a cloak which allowed them to forgo their acts of spite, giving them time, if only a small slice of it, to renew their vows and their love in the privacy provided by the darkness.
Relaxing against his chest with her arm bent upwards around his neck, both of them whispering sweet and meaningful "I love you"s, listening to their heartbeats resonate in unison, she gave a content sigh, grateful for another night in which they could bask and bath in each other's love and lust. Inuyasha's arms guided her closer to him as she snuggled deeper into his chest. Kagome waited for it; she hadn't lost track of time but she knew Inuyasha had forgotten. She knew it would come right after the fourteenth "I love you" which he had just let out (which ended with blistering kisses, licks and small bites from either side). Kagome heard Inuyasha groan out in realization, merely smiling contently, snuggling up against him as his haori wrapped around them.
Much to Inuyasha's (and her own) displeasure, they had another two weeks before any of this could be done again…
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