Watching the Sunset
Kagome stood beneath the veranda, watching the sunlight fade in the west. Two claw-tipped hands wrapped themselves around her middle, snugging her close to his warm, hard chest. He nuzzled her ear, and she idly twisted the silver hair that cascaded over her shoulder in one hand, even as she tilted her head to give him more access.
“The sun’s almost down,” she said.
“I know,” he said. “Almost can’t smell anything already. But you, you I can always smell. At least when we’re this close.”
They stood there in silence for a few minutes, watching the day end. Kagome broke the silence first.
“Miroku coming by?”she said, resting her free hand on his.
“Nope. Rin say anything?” He planted a little kiss on her neck.
“Nothing,” Kagome replied, shivering a little at the touch.
“So it’s just us,” he said. “I kind of like that.”
“Yeah. It doesn’t bother you so much any more, does it?” She let loose his hair, then picked it up and began twisting it around her fingers again.
“Not like it used to,” he acknowledged. “Not here. Not with you.”
She smiled, even though she knew he couldn’t really see it. “When I was away, I used to worry about you on new moon nights.”
He snugged her a little closer. “Really? They were kind of hard at first. Sango and Miroku helped a lot. I made it through, though. And then you came back home.”
“Came back home. I like the sound of that.” she replied.
“Hmm,” he said, as he let his lips brush across the side of her neck. One hand reached up to cup her breast.
“Maybe after Atae’s asleep,” she said, resting her hand on his.
“Something to look forward to,” he replied.
The last of the sun dipped beneath the horizon, and she could feel an almost audible pulse behind her. She looked at the hand that was playing with his hair, and the tresses wrapped around her finger was now midnight black. Looking down, she saw the hands enfolding her had merely normal human nails. Another new moon night was upon them.
Atae walked out on the veranda, clutching a toy wooden horse. He looked up at the two of them standing next to each other and smiled. “You look funny, Daddy.”
InuYasha let go of his wife, bent over and picked up his silver haired son. “Yeah? You look funny on your night, too, little guy.”
Atae ran a clawed finger around the outside of his father’s ear. “Do my ears look like this?” he asked.
“Pretty much so,” InuYasha acknowledged.
“Well, I think you both are perfectly handsome, human or hanyou,” Kagome said. “Let’s go in. Anybody ready for dinner?”
“Oh yeah,” InuYasha said. “Then maybe later, some dessert?”
“We’ll see,” said Kagome as she shepherded her two men back into the house.