CRUSADE AGAINST THE MOON
CHAPTER 14 : (Unnamed as of Yet) FF // AO3 // ko-fi
SUMMARY: After a three year absence, Kagome finally returns to the feudal era. Yet her high hopes for a happy future are crushed by the warring sanctions wreaking havoc among countless villages. People are dying, disappearing, and something strange is happening with the well.
PAIRING: InuKag
GENRE: Romance, Angst
Rating: M
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Bashfully, she leaned up and gave him a small kiss.
“I love you, Inuyasha.” He instantly leaned down for more, but she drew away with a chuckle. “I’m gonna go clean up now.”
He was helpless to stare as she sauntered away. Wondering how in the hell he had gotten her to love him. That was the third time she’d said it today. He reached for his chest and rubbed, the feeling overwhelming as he cleared the lump in his throat and blinked the suddenly stinging haze in his eyes.
After all this time, she was finally with him.
And she loved him.
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The sun had almost completely slipped into the horizon when Kagome finally emerged. Inuyasha had been preparing vegetables for dinner while Kagome cleaned up. When she left the bathing room, he had to fight a burning blush and rip wide golden eyes from her as she walked into the main room dressed in a white sleeping kimono. It was intimate, far too intimate than he was used to. He bit the inside of his cheek as he turned back to his task, hyper aware of all the rustling her clothes made as she put the miko robes he had procured for her into a nearby chest.
He heard her inhale and then release a languid sigh, “mmm.” Her voice sounded like molten butter. “What is that,” she asked in sleepy tones.
Inuyasha blinked a few times, forcing his blush down as he finished cutting carrots, onions, green peppers, nori, and mushrooms to add to his boiling stew of shrimp, scallops, soy sauce, and noodles. “A year and a half after,” he swallowed a bit harshly from the memory, “after you were taken back. There - there was a vendor from the mainland selling noodles.”
He felt Kagome wrap her arms around him as she peeked around his shoulder to his kitchen counter. The fresh scent of her skin almost intoxicating. “Noodles,” she asked, interest peaked. Inuyasha felt his heart beat triple as he pushed all the veggies with a knife into a large bowl and nodded. He felt her arms shake with humor, eyes twinkling as he turned in her arms. “Inuyasha!” She wiped at the corner of a wet eye, “you found a way to make ramen!”
“Yeah,” he shrugged, averting his eyes in a sudden bout of sheepishness. “It was made by some guy named..” he scrunched his face as he looked at the ceiling in contemplation, “Mark Plo?”
He marveled at the sight of Kagome throwing her gorgeous face back and laughing so pleasantly. After a few short chuckles that escaped him, he managed to screw his face back up in a vexing expression, Kagome seemed to gather herself back up, holding onto his bicep as she wiped tears away with her free hand. “You - you mean Marco Polo?” Her eyes widened with wonderment, “you met the Marco Polo?! And made your own ramen?!”
Vexed, he shrugged her off him, stalking to the boiling pot and dropping the ingredients into the succulent broth. “What ever.” What he didn’t tell her though, was that it tasted like home.
Because out of everything and all he had gone through; fighting with her, protecting her, humoring her, sitting with her, basking in her warmth, enjoying her peaceful nature. She had always been home.