Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha in any way or any of the characters. :(

Inutaisho quickly opened his eyes, sweat beads slowly trailing down his jaw line.

He gazed up at the old Goshinboku tree, watching the leaves flow in the breeze. 'These dreams', he thought. 'I feel her, I feel everything about her.. Every touch, every kiss, every emotion. Soon I will have her.' he nodded his head.. If only there were a way to overcome what she said was to be his future.. Him dying to save his mistress and his son. He needed to get to her, to make her his and nothing would stop him, not even death.

"I will have you, Kagome." he whispered silently.

He slowly drifted to sleep..

"Inu..Inutaisho.." she panted, falling on the grass. He laid on top of her, kissing and sucking on her delicate neck.

"My Kagome." he purred in her neck, making her moan. He began to make his way to her lovely breasts, making sure to kiss and suckle every part of her.. He wanted to savor her sweet taste. The smell of her arousal was driving him wild, he had to take her.. He began to remove her kimono and lazily toss it aside. "Perfection!" he shouted with all the passion he had, smiling at her delicious form. She giggled and cupped his cheek, pulling him towards her lips.. Their tongues danced in each others mouths. A clawed hand made its way to her thighs, slowly moving to her opening and rubbing. She moaned in his mouth. His hands gently rubbed, making her hips rock back and forth. Her scent overpowered him, making his lust even more present. Feeling her juices flowing on his hand was driving him insane..

Her back was arched, her hips were rocking, and her eyes were closed. "Kagome." he whispered, trying to find his voice. Her eyes shot open, looking at the beautiful man. His face was perfection, a little rugged but perfect. He had eyes that could see through your soul, perfectly arched eyebrows, and the sexiest lips any male could have. His body was even better, his chest was well sculpted with defined muscles, broad shoulders, hard abs, and strong arms.. He was a vision.

"I want to mate with you, I want to make you mine." he said, his voice husky and deep. He was having trouble controlling his beast, his beast wanted this vixen. His beast wanted her as his mate.

She sat up slightly, temporarily pausing his actions. She pulled herself closer to him, looking into his eyes. "I only want you. Make me yours, Inutaisho!" she exclaimed, taking his arms and pulling him on top of her. He grinned, rubbing his hard member in her opening. He felt the heat of her rubbing against his body, sending shivers of ecstasy over him. Oh yes, he was going to take her and he was going to enjoy it.

He readied himself, slowly allowing the tip of his hardened member to enter her untouched slit. She closed her eyes and held her breath, preparing for the breaking of her innocence. He pressed his lips against her, going into her slowly, feeling himself break the barrier of her innocence. She gasped, making him paused for a few moments, making sure she was completely comfortable, and when she gave no signs of unease, he began rocking. He slowly paced himself, giving light thrusts.. She moaned and began begging for more, and he gave it to her. He pounded in and out of her, pulling her small frame upwards towards him. He began suckling her breasts, making her run her fingers through his long silver tresses. They began moving into each others thrusts, both working against each other, close to their climax. She came first, letting her delicious juices soak him and with that he shot his seed deep into her womb, causing her to scream and pull his hair.

He woke again, slowly opening his eyes and a grin plastered on his face. He was satisfied.. "Soon, My Kagome." he whispered, yes. He knew what he had to do, and it was only a matter of time before it would be done.

160 years later.

A young girl was sleeping quietly under the Goshinboku tree, dreaming of a love that she never had.. In her dreams, she was with him emotionally and what felt like physically. She longed for his touch, but the sad reality was that she would never have the experience of touching her love. She opened her eyes, and let her silent tears roll down her cheeks. She mourned the death of the love she never had, and the death of her fragile heart.

Unknown to the naked eye, was a long since passed ghost, silently watching the beauty under the tree. He watched as she mourned for the death of her love, and her heart. He frowned slightly, but he knew.. Not even death could keep them apart.

A/N: This is a possible one-shot. I'm not certain. I'd like the viewers opinion before I move forward or stay in place. Also, I welcome direct criticism, I take deep appreciation in this from those who have written great stories. This is my first fanfiction, and I am not too sure if I like it.