Feudal-Association

He just wouldn’t stop touching her. The first week of being back, she hadn’t noticed – she’d been all over him too. But for him, it had just continued - and gotten worse. Placing his hands on her shoulders, holding her elbow, touching her back, brushing fingers with her when their hands weren’t even nearly in the same vicinity, crowding her as they walked and bumping into her too often for someone as spatially aware as he was…. It seemed there wasn’t a moment of their new life together where some part of him wasn’t in contact with some part of her. It was getting excessive.   Once, as they

Tarzan: Crossover Style! Chapter Ten: Seeing the Mink Tribe (I do not, nor will I EVER, own Inuyasha, One Piece, Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends, or Tarzan. They all belong to their respective owners.)                 Nelliel tended to her garden. But she didn't seem to take pleasure in doing so. At the moment, her mind was currently on her adopted son.                 They rarely talked, and when they did, it wasn't for long. Nelliel often wondered where her son had gone off to, even though she already knew the answer. She knew that Inuyasha was spending time with Kagome lately. Honestly, she never wanted him to see her, or any othe

An InuYasha Fan Fiction     Inuyasha was silent as his mind started racing. He wasn’t really surprised by what Kagome had just told him. He was happy, but he also knew that she would become vulnerable. They still had the jewel to watch over and if they went back then the demons would hunt them. Most would be able to sense her vulnerability and that would make her a target. He feared for their lives. The only thing that made sense was for them to stay in Kagome’s time. It would be safer as well as the care would be better. He didn’t have any issues with staying in Kagome’s time.     “We’re staying here,

Vol. I “After His Death” Chapter 1 "Requiem" Standing in the charred smoldering rubble of what once was a huge magnificent mansion was an armored Yokai looking amongst the cinders and ashes in a futile attempt to find survivors. As he flipped over large charred timbers, he eventually saw the obi belonging to a fallen daiYokai. Before the Yokai could recover the body, his dog-ears perked hearing a woman weeping in from behind. When he turn around, he saw a woman cloaked in a red robe on her knees holding onto a newborn, which the newborn reeked of the stench of her and daiYokai. His eyes narrowed as he walked towards her, and he fr