Secret Desire
Fandoms: Inuyasha, Yuu Yuu Hakusho
Universe: Canon
Genre: General
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: (Implied) Youko/Kagome
Word Count: 697
Summary: He watches her with lustful eyes, thinking of everything he can show her, things beyond her imagination. But a part of him held him back, denying him of her.
Originally Posted: 11-24-05
Author's Note: Rated PG-13 because Youko is a dirty, old peeping Tom (but I still love him ♥). Despite popular demands, this as far as I'm going with this story. I'll leave the rest to the audience's dirty mind.
His golden eyes twinkled with mischief as he watched her small figure moved slowly, hips swaying from side-to-side as she walked across the room.
Kagome would stop once in a while, looked outside her window only to be greeted by darkness. Something-or someone-was watching her every moves, but she couldn’t identify the person. The aura of the person was strong, she sensed, a demon perhaps. Thinking it’s best not to dwell too much on it, Kagome walked over to her drawer, reaching for her pajamas. Holding the edge of her shirt, she slowly lifted it over her head, revealing a lacey, lilac bra.
Youko licked his bottom lips, fantasizing over her. He eyes traveled all over the exposed skin, fingers itching to caress every part of her ivory skin. He was obsessed; he would not lie about that.
Maybe it’s not obsession, but simply a strong desire to have and be with her. There was a difference between the two. If he just followed her-stalk her-it would be bad on his half. After all, having a girl fear you would just cause complications for him.
He had encountered her many times when he was Shuichi. Each time he saw her, a strange feelings would washed over him. A feeling much like desire, lust, and maybe even…love.
He looked up when he heard a soft yawn escaped Kagome’s lips, her soft, tender lips. Shaking his head, he growled in frustration at the animal instinct inside of him. He should leave now before something happened. The stirring feelings would not leave if he continued sitting on this tree, watching her.
What if I do leave? Will this damned feeling leave if I do?
He wouldn’t know unless he tried. But…the thought of leaving her pained him. He yearned to touch her, feel her beneath him, moving with him as they kiss passionately. He wanted to hear her voice cry out into the night as she clung to him, desperately as if he was the only one who can save her.
He wanted to be the only one to kiss away her tears when she cry, the one to make her feel right, and the one to take her to paradise.
In the night when they would be together, holding one another, he would make sure he’d give her everything she wanted and more. He would show her things beyond her knowledge. And he would make her his.
Mine.
The word made his lips tugged upward into a half-smile, half-smirk. Yes, his she shall be. No other males, no other beings may touch her. He would make sure of it; to him she was like a sacred being, far too precious for just anyone to have her.
Just you wait, Kagome. I’ll make you fall for me. And then I’ll make you…
Beneath him, twigs snapped. Youko’s ears instantly became alerted and his body tensed up. He relaxed when he saw it was just the Higurashi’s cat, Buyo. For a moment, he stared at the cat with disgust before he returned his attention to Kagome, slightly disappointed that she had completely changed into her pajamas.
His arm reached out for her in the darkness. Slowly the arm fell down to his side as he watched her again. The chilly wind made his skin tingle. Rubbing one of his arms to keep warm, he wondered what it would be like to have Kagome touch him.
His silver tail wagged back and forth. He was starting to feel excited again. The feeling was inevitable. It was decided. If he leaved, his mind would constantly think of her, making it impossible to get anything done or even rest. If he stayed, it would make him a stalker.
Now which one is worst?
He knew the answer and he hated the answer.
For now…
Kagome turned her lights off and crawled into bed, pulling the cover over herself and snuggling deep into it. The feeling she had earlier still haven’t left, but she felt that whatever presence was out there wasn’t a very intimidating one.
For now, Kagome…I want to watch over you. For now, you are my secret desire.
Universe: Canon
Genre: General
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: (Implied) Youko/Kagome
Word Count: 697
Summary: He watches her with lustful eyes, thinking of everything he can show her, things beyond her imagination. But a part of him held him back, denying him of her.
Originally Posted: 11-24-05
Author's Note: Rated PG-13 because Youko is a dirty, old peeping Tom (but I still love him ♥). Despite popular demands, this as far as I'm going with this story. I'll leave the rest to the audience's dirty mind.
His golden eyes twinkled with mischief as he watched her small figure moved slowly, hips swaying from side-to-side as she walked across the room.
Kagome would stop once in a while, looked outside her window only to be greeted by darkness. Something-or someone-was watching her every moves, but she couldn’t identify the person. The aura of the person was strong, she sensed, a demon perhaps. Thinking it’s best not to dwell too much on it, Kagome walked over to her drawer, reaching for her pajamas. Holding the edge of her shirt, she slowly lifted it over her head, revealing a lacey, lilac bra.
Youko licked his bottom lips, fantasizing over her. He eyes traveled all over the exposed skin, fingers itching to caress every part of her ivory skin. He was obsessed; he would not lie about that.
Maybe it’s not obsession, but simply a strong desire to have and be with her. There was a difference between the two. If he just followed her-stalk her-it would be bad on his half. After all, having a girl fear you would just cause complications for him.
He had encountered her many times when he was Shuichi. Each time he saw her, a strange feelings would washed over him. A feeling much like desire, lust, and maybe even…love.
He looked up when he heard a soft yawn escaped Kagome’s lips, her soft, tender lips. Shaking his head, he growled in frustration at the animal instinct inside of him. He should leave now before something happened. The stirring feelings would not leave if he continued sitting on this tree, watching her.
What if I do leave? Will this damned feeling leave if I do?
He wouldn’t know unless he tried. But…the thought of leaving her pained him. He yearned to touch her, feel her beneath him, moving with him as they kiss passionately. He wanted to hear her voice cry out into the night as she clung to him, desperately as if he was the only one who can save her.
He wanted to be the only one to kiss away her tears when she cry, the one to make her feel right, and the one to take her to paradise.
In the night when they would be together, holding one another, he would make sure he’d give her everything she wanted and more. He would show her things beyond her knowledge. And he would make her his.
Mine.
The word made his lips tugged upward into a half-smile, half-smirk. Yes, his she shall be. No other males, no other beings may touch her. He would make sure of it; to him she was like a sacred being, far too precious for just anyone to have her.
Just you wait, Kagome. I’ll make you fall for me. And then I’ll make you…
Beneath him, twigs snapped. Youko’s ears instantly became alerted and his body tensed up. He relaxed when he saw it was just the Higurashi’s cat, Buyo. For a moment, he stared at the cat with disgust before he returned his attention to Kagome, slightly disappointed that she had completely changed into her pajamas.
His arm reached out for her in the darkness. Slowly the arm fell down to his side as he watched her again. The chilly wind made his skin tingle. Rubbing one of his arms to keep warm, he wondered what it would be like to have Kagome touch him.
His silver tail wagged back and forth. He was starting to feel excited again. The feeling was inevitable. It was decided. If he leaved, his mind would constantly think of her, making it impossible to get anything done or even rest. If he stayed, it would make him a stalker.
Now which one is worst?
He knew the answer and he hated the answer.
For now…
Kagome turned her lights off and crawled into bed, pulling the cover over herself and snuggling deep into it. The feeling she had earlier still haven’t left, but she felt that whatever presence was out there wasn’t a very intimidating one.
For now, Kagome…I want to watch over you. For now, you are my secret desire.