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Gods, how she wanted him to kiss her. They were so close, his eyes locked on hers; it was if they were frozen in time. Gently, she reached up, and brushed her lips against his, not certain how he would react. Instead of drawing away, he lowered his head and parted his lips. Softly, she pressed her mouth against his, testing him, teasing him. She became braver and reached out with her tongue, only to meet his half way. It was then that she felt his arms around her, drawing her flush against his body. She melted into his embrace.
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An Inuyasha fanfiction
Yet another ficlet-turned-oneshot. I have no self-control, I really don't.
Disclaimer: I have... (checks pockets) a quarter, some lint, a tube of lip gloss, and this pretty gold ring I found in this cave the other day. As that is not enough to purchase Inuyasha, I don't own him. Yet.
It was her birthday- her eighteenth, in fact. And with the special date came the usual argument- Kagome had plans with her family, and Inuyasha wanted her to stay with them. The rest of the little band looked on as the hanyou and the miko faced off, angry poses mirroring each other. Miroku sat next to Sango, the warm skin on his hand pressed against her own. The tajiya was not in her armor- the July day was too warm, and no immediate danger threatened. Inuyasha and Kagome's voices rang out through the hazy sunlight.
It's my birthday!! I want to spend some time with my family! Besides, the jewel is finished, it's not as if you need me any
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"What's wrong with you?" Gwen asked. Duncan had his head in one of his hands, the other holding a spoon which was stuck in Chef's slop. His eyes were closed.
"Duncan, hey," Gwen said, shaking his arm. He shut his eyes tighter then opened them, looking at her.
"What?" he asked, lifting his head out of his hand and trying to get the spoon out of the food. It didn't budge.
"I asked what's wrong with you," Gwen repeated as Duncan still pulled on the spoon.
"Couldn't get to sleep," he explained simply, giving up.
"Why not?" she couldn't help but be curious.
"Nothing," Duncan yawned, getting out of his seat. "It's nothing."
"You sure?" Gwen sked, also standing up. "You look pretty tired..."
"Fine," Duncan interupted, walking to the doors."I-I'm fi