Waking Up In the Dark
Waking up from a dark nightmare, InuYasha gulped air as he tried to clear his head of the dark and bloody images and slow the beating of his heart. Quickly he realized where he was, in bed with his wife, and not in the evil place of his dream, but reaching out, his hands sought the warm reassurance of her skin. He traced the soft curve of her hip with strong, claw tipped fingers free of the blood he had seen in his dream and breathed in the warm scent that was uniquely Kagome’s.
Reaching out, he snugged her to him, her back to his chest, as if by wrapping himself in her presence, he could chase the night terrors away.
“Uhmm, InuYasha,” she said as his mouth planted a row of little kisses down the length of her neck and across the top of her shoulder. “Feels good.”
He nuzzled the side of her head with his cheek. “Love you, Koibito,” he said, in a soft but edgy voice.
Kagome, hearing the tone in his voice, rolled over. “Are you all right?” she asked, brushing a stray piece of hair out of his eyes.
He took her hand in his, cupping it gently, and bringing it to his lips. “Bad dream,” he muttered, pulling her close.
“Want to tell me?” she asked.
He shook his head. “I just want to forget about it.”
“I’m here if you need me,” she replied.
“I’ll always need you,” he murmured, brushing his lips gently against hers. “Go back to sleep, Kagome. It’s too early to get up. I’m all right.”
She snuggled back into his embrace, her head leaning against his chest. “I need you too, you know.” And listening to the steady beating of his heartbeat, she let it lull her back to sleep.