Wütend Rose: Tschüss Baby
Light My Way
Oh, the cold again!
Sometimes I feel like I don't know
Sometimes I feel like checking out
I wanna get it wrong
Can't always be strong
And love, it won't be long
Asuka shivers, tossing and turning, goosebumps rising on her skin even though she’s covered by thermal pajamas and two blankets. It must be at least fifteen degrees. She hasn’t felt this cold since…since…
…Since her first night with Inuyasha.
Where are you?
She wonders if the girl he loves ever feels this bad.
Oh, sugar, don't you cry
Oh, child, wipe the tears from your eyes
You know I need you to be strong
The day is as dark as the night is long
Feel like trash, you make me feel clean
I'm in the black, can't see or be seen
“Eins…zwei…d-d-drei,” the Second Child whispers, and gets out of bed. It’s time for a quick, hot shower. Asuka is halfway undressed, when her collar gets stuck around her forehead. Mumbling curses, she tugs and pulls fruitlessly. Oddly, a thought comes to her—this is what she gets for having such a swelled head. Suddenly, the garment flies off and she barely has time to see a familiar face leaning in for what will be the first of many fierce kisses this night. Asuka presses against him, naked, needy for his warmth. “Oh, Inu, where’ve you been?”
Golden irises meet blue. “In Kagome’s heart, that’s where,” he says—and enters her right then and there.
Baby, baby, baby, light my way
(All right now) Baby, baby, baby, light my way
Asuka’s dying to know how it happened. Her hanyou lover, however, barely lets her breathe with every movement. He explains—how a goddess made him go nuts; how Kagome went to him, even though he could have killed her; how she kissed him.
You bury your treasure where it can't be found
But your love is like a secret that's been passed around
There is a silence that comes to a house
Where no one can sleep
I guess it's the price of love
I know it's not cheap
In the heat of the moment, Asuka is moved to tears—both jealous and delighted. “I-nu-ya-shaaaa!” she whines. Her pleasure increases sharply as he responds. A claw draws a hot red line across her belly. She cries out and bites his shoulder until she tastes blood. “Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah…!”
(Oh, come on) Baby, baby, baby, light my way
(Oh, come on) Baby, baby, baby, light my way
Ultraviolet light
Ultraviolet light
Ultraviolet light
Ultraviolet light
He thrusts. She rocks. They’re kissing and touching and fucking and—
"—COMING!"
I remember when we could sleep on stones
Now we lie together in whispers and moans
When I was all messed up and I heard opera in my head
Your love was a lightbulb hanging over my bed
At last, the world is blown into blurry oblivion. Asuka weeps as she comes down from the erotic high through which she can feel the liquid tickle of Inuyasha ejaculating inside her. Were the fiery Teutonic teen able to think about it, she’d find a multiple orgasm to be a fitting…climax to their relationship. She cries not merely out of ecstasy, but also knowing she will never see this mysterious boy again. "I feel loved, thanks to you," she confides to him. "Before you showed up that night, I thought no one really cared about me. Maybe I was wrong."
Inuyasha kisses Asuka's tears away. As he dresses, he tells her, “I know now Kagome loves me…so, who knows?” A big, compassionate smile appears on his face. “Maybe Shinji loves you, too.” And then under his breath, so she won’t hear: “…Like I could've.” He climbs out the window. “'Bye, Asuka...my angry rose.”
Baby, baby, baby, light my way
(Oh, come on) Baby, baby, baby, light my way
Asuka blushes, ignoring the irony of his farewell, kisses him with all her heart one last time. “So long, Hundejungen.”
Baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby, light my way
Personally, I suspect that if (were they ever to somehow actually meet) Inuyasha didn't have Kagome, and Asuka didn't have Shinji, they'd become romantically attached (wishful thinking, IMHO).
I doubt this fic will be as appreciated as The Dog and the Bitch. But, if so, at least I tried.
Happy writing and reading!