Mokomoko Plus Miko
By Miss Kagura
Chapter Seven – Rin Wants


(Author's Note: Most of this chapter was inspired by Sugar0o! If you want to see illustrations for this fic, go to Dokuga and look for Sugar0o's fanart! I'm putting a link up in my profile!)

Mokomoko watched as Sesshoumaru started to awake. Its grand plan was about to come into fruition, and the monk would be a thing of the past. It snuggled closer to the expectant Mokomama and watched with as much glee as a living furball can have.

Sesshoumaru awoke and immediately noticed a strange, strong smell near his nose. He arched his brows in confusion, and felt a strange sticky stiffness to the skin in places. After he touched the skin, he knew that there was something on his face, which confused him. The smell was also coming from another source nearby.

Sesshoumaru saw the marker nearly tangled in the sleeping monk's fingers, and tilted his head to read the writing.

Permanent Marker

Whatever futuristic tool this was, he hated it, and panic filled his heart as he contemplated being marked permanently. Kagome's mirror was oh-so-strategically placed on the ground, but he didn't really need it after he saw the big, black cock on Inuyasha's sleeping face. After he raised the mirror, he broke it against the tree and flared out his aura.

The monk had to die.

In fact, Sesshoumaru knew if he did kill Miroku, everyone would blame Mokomoko anyway. All he had to do was make it look like Mokomoko's work. He turned to Mokomoko, saw the cleaver on the ground, and carefully picked it up.

Sesshoumaru raised it over his head, and was about to do some cleaving on Miroku's skull when a clap of thunder woke everyone up. Eyes opened, and the first thing everyone saw that morning was Sesshoumaru looming over Miroku, about to kill him.

Miroku nervously squeaked, "Was I snoring again?"

Inuyasha ran in between them. "Miroku did not do this! Mokomoko did it! I saw him do it!"

Sesshoumaru scowled at his ignorant brother and said, "And then you went to sleep like the idiot that you are. We have never looked more alike, Little Brother."

The hanyou ran his fingers over the ink on his face and then shrieked. "It's PERMANENT!"

"Shut up! It's not permanent, you doofuses. I'm going back to sleep," Kagome whined as she rolled over in her sleeping bag.

"Then why does it say it is permanent?" Sesshoumaru suspiciously asked.

Kagome sat up, walked over to her bag, and got a clean rag out. Then she soaked it in water, pulled Sesshoumaru down by his haori, and started scrubbing his forehead. Hard. "It's for marking on clothes and paper and not faces. This place is like a frat house with humping and people marking all over each other. All we need is eighty empty beer cans, and some leftover pizza."

She stopped mid-way when Jaken and waddled into the clearing with Rin riding on Ah-Un's back. "We received your instructions to join you, My Lord!"

Rin slid off the dragon and hugged his feet, and then stared up at him in question.

Sesshoumaru slapped his hand over the penis drawn on his forehead and barked, "Take her away, Jaken!"

"What's that on your forehead, Sesshoumaru-sama. Rin wants one too!" Rin happily said.

"Rin does not want one," Sesshoumaru insisted.

Rin put her hands on her hips and said, "Rin does too! Rin wants lots of them! Here and here and here and here and here!" She pointed to various places she wanted a penis, and Sesshoumaru cringed visibly.

Shippou suddenly jumped in front of her and offered her a lollipop. "Hi Rin! Wanna be friends? I found something really neat earlier, do you wanna see it?"

Sesshoumaru picked up Shippou by the hair and growled, "I will murder you."

The kit fell to the ground and said, "On the second thought, maybe we should stay here. 'Scuse me, I need to go pee now."

Kagome finally threw her arms up in the air, grabbed her backpack and yelled, "I'm going home! See you guys in five hundred years! Or tomorrow!"

XXX

Bath. Shopping. Nap.

Kagome came downstairs in high spirits, thankful to be away from the dog demons, the Mokos, and the rest of the pack. Somewhere, five hundred years in the past, Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru were probably still scrubbing their faces, Miroku was sexually harassing Sango, and Mokomoko was humping somebody.

But she, Higurashi, was free from all that.

On the way to the kitchen, she heard strange sounds coming from her mother's room, and she stopped briefly to make sure her mom was okay.

"Ohhh, that feels so good!"

Kagome blushed and smiled, and continued on to the kitchen.

Her mother didn't date much, and she was honestly a very lonely woman sometimes. Kagome just hoped that whoever she was with took good care of her. Someone tall, dark, handsome, and preferably wealthy would be just perfect. After all, her mom put up with a lot, and deserved to be happy.

Crunch! Crunch! Crunch!

Kagome looked down at her feet and decided maybe her mom was so distracted she didn't have time to sweet the kitchen. She reached for the broom, and started to sweep up the mess. When she came around the corner though, she saw several mangled boxes of Sugar0os and spilled milk.

"No...this can't be!" she whispered.

Broom in hand, Kagome ran to her mother's room and kicked open the door. "I'll save you, Mama!"

Mrs. Higurashi jerked upright in the bed, pulling the sheets up to cover her breasts. Mokomoko snaked out from under the covers and stared at Kagome in annoyance.

"Mama, you know...you know that's not a person, right?" she asked.

Mrs. Higurashi stared at Mokomoko and nodded. "Well, yes, Dear. It really looks nothing like a person."

Kagome was bewildered, stunned, and mentally damaged.

Mokomoko slithered across the floor, pushed Kagome's limp body out the door, and then closed it again.

It was time for Mokomoko to get busy.