Title: To Catch a butterfly (Parts 1-3)
Fandom: Inuyasha
Author: kira
Words: varies, see each part for total
Rating: PG
Genre: Romance
AU/Canon: Pre-Canon
Characters: Jakotsu, Shippou, Bankotsu
Summary: Shippou is determined to catch his beloved "butterfly"
Warnings: brief Shippou nudity in part 2
For vexed, a fellow Ban/Jak/Ship-lover, who was sweet enough to let me write a sequel of sorts to her fic, "Shippo's first drink"
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Part 1 (108 words)
Shippou moved stealthily through the forest as he headed to the spot where Jakotsu said he might be. The little kit was determined to finally get his butterfly, and that stupid weasel, Bankotsu, be damned. As he left the shadows of the trees behind him, he spotted the object of his desires chasing butterflies in the meadow. Shippou laughed when he caught one as it reminded him of the name he gave his boy bits. I'm going to catch you with my own butterfly catcher and then you'll forget all about that stupid weasel!! He rubbed his crotch. It won't be long, my pretty butterfly, before you're mine…
Part 2 (299 words)
Jakotsu held the butterfly; he had just caught, carefully in his hand, before slowly opening it. The pretty insect briefly flexed its wings. In the blink of any eye it was gone and the undead mercenary sighed. "Bye, little pretty!" he said. When he turned around to look for another one, he saw the little kit standing at the edge of the meadow. "Hey, Shippou!!" he called out as he waved.
"Hi, Jakotsu…" he mumbled, feeling suddenly shy.
"Got any candy?" the cross-dresser asked as he approached his little friend and would be lover.
"No…" At the undead mercenary's disappointed look, he boldly added, "But I have something better in my hakama."
Jakotsu, who loved a good surprise, clasped his hands together happily. "Yeah?"
"It's only for you," Shippou said, delighted with the fact that his beloved butterfly wanted to see his boy bits.
"Okay…" Jakotsu giggled.
"I call it my 'butterfly-catcher.'"
"Ooh… Can I see it?"
"Sure…" the little kit said as he dropped his hakama, exposing himself.
The cross-dresser's eyes went wide. His hand flew to his mouth as he tried hard not to giggle. "That's some catcher you've got there," he said with all the seriousness he could muster.
The little kit beamed.
"But I think you should put that away so Ban doesn't see it."
"Who cares if the weasel sees?" Shippou muttered angrily under his breath.
"I do," Jakotsu soothed. He was deeply touched the little kit found him attractive, but he knew if Bankotsu saw them like that, he would laugh his arse off. "The weasel," he giggled, "has a jealous streak a few ri long."
"Oh…"
"Yeah…" Jakotsu squatted down on his level and said, "So please put it way, okay?" He leaned forward and kissed Shippou's cheek.
The little kit complied.
Part 3 (139 words)
"Sweetness! Where are you? Jakotsu?!" Bankotsu called out as he strode through the meadow, looking for his paramour.
"I've got to go, Shippou," the cross-dresser said softly, before stealing a kiss from the little kit. "I'm here, Aniki-chan!" Jakotsu stood up to go. "Bye, Shippou…"
Shippou watched him hurry off. He felt a sharp pang of jealousy stab his heart when he saw Bankotsu pick the cross-dresser up, holding him close as they kissed. At that moment he would have given anything for the undead leader of the Shichinintai to drop dead again as it hurt to see him kiss Jakotsu like that. Unable to take it any longer, the little kit turned on his heel and headed home. He paused, and looking over his shoulder, he vowed to make the cross-dresser his own, before continuing on his way…