Me: Oh, hey – look! I wrote another one! Lol! This one is actually something like a combination of a couple of fanart ideas I had, but never got around to doing.
I think the plot somehow morphed or something into a storyline I initially didn't have planned. If that's the case, the story might seem messy at some points… or maybe some OOC-ness?
Really, when I write these one-shots now, I don't know if Kagome and Sango are or should already be together or not. So confusing… I guess I'll leave it up to the rest of you to decide.
Ah, MikoHuntress! Yes, I ran away from doing "Years Apart" in favour of this! I do have some of the fourth chapter done though. Sorry, I know you didn't say anything about that, but I just had to say that stuff when I remembered you wanting me to update.
Oh, yes! I do in fact still know the site that doujinshi was on. That, and several other shonen-ai/yaoi doujins can be found on the infamous "Shinjitsu no Shi : Inuyasha Yaoi & Yuri" website; lovely place for same-sex "InuYasha" pairings.
Disclaimer: "InuYasha" is property of Rumiko Takahashi, Sunrise, Viz, and all those other people who bring this series to us!
Story 8: Nothing up My Sleeves
It was getting late, so Inuyasha and the others decided it would be appropriate to stop in a nearby village and rest for the night.
In one of the rooms they were given to stay in, Sango was unpacking her belongings. She was just about finished when a knocking came at the door.
"Sango-chan!" Kagome slid the door open. "Are you done unpacking yet? We have to go and eat now."
"I know," Sango replied. She was sitting next to her futon. "I just need to set a couple of things down. Reaching into her sleeve, she pulled out various containers filled with materials she used for exterminating youkai.
Closing the door, Kagome walked over to her. "How do you all manage to keep things stored in your sleeves?" She eyed the containers Sango had packed away.
"It isn't that hard," Sango answered with a smile.
"Hm…" Kagome glimpsed down at the floor. She picked up some small items from her own bag and slipped them up her sleeve. Sango observed her bemusedly as Kagome walked around the room. She stopped back at her bag and groaned. "No, I can't do it!" Kagome widened the cuff of her sleeve and started shaking everything out. "It's just too annoying."
Sango laughed. "Maybe it's because your sleeves are too narrow."
Kagome paused, reaching her free hand up her sleeve. "That's true." She pulled out all the things she had stuffed up her sleeve. "Ah, that's better," she commented as she rubbed her arm down. Glancing at Sango, she recalled what the last thing the taiji-ya said was. Kagome dropped her arms and made her way over to her.
"Hm?" Sango stared at Kagome as she sat on the floor in front of her. To her bewilderment, Kagome took her hand in her own and began removing the material around her forearm. "Kagome-chan, what are you doing?"
"I don't want this in the way while I measure your sleeves," Kagome replied. She set the covering to the side when she finished.
"Measure my sleeves?" Sango echoed, whilst Kagome started undoing the next one. Sango had no idea how Kagome was to go about doing this.
When Kagome was finished, she rolled up her own sleeves and looked up at Sango with a smile. "Ready?"
Not knowing what to expect, Sango merely replied, "Um… okay?"
"Hold out your arms," Kagome instructed. Sango did as she was told, holding her arms out to Kagome.
To her complete surprise, Kagome slipped an arm each up Sango's sleeves. Kagome ran her hands along Sango's forearms as she traveled upwards, hands cupping at her elbows.
"K-Kagome-chan?" Sango stuttered out.
"Hm…" Kagome mused. "Enough for two arms…" She gently started stroking her hands up and down Sango's forearms.
"Um… Kagome-chan…" Sango cast her gaze to the side. "This is kind of embarrassing…"
Kagome pulled away slightly and glanced up at Sango. "Is it?" She noticed that Sango had a light blush on her face. Kagome's lips curved into a small smile. Leaning back in, Kagome began trailing her fingers further up Sango's arms.
Sango's body temperature rose, feeling Kagome's fingertips crawling past her elbows. "K-Kagome-chan…"
"Don't worry." Kagome placed her hands on Sango's shoulders. "I won't do anything you don't like, Sango-chan." She pulled herself closer to Sango, her body against her own. Kagome dropped her hands lower to slip them under Sango's arms, her hands coming to rest on Sango's shoulders from the back. Feeling this was more comfortable, Kagome snuggled in to the taiji-ya and sighed. Closing her eyes, she murmured, "You're warm… Sango-chan."
Speaking of such, Sango was feeling increasingly warmer due to Kagome's contact. Her skin against her own, all because Kagome had decided to put her arms inside her sleeves. It was weird, but it felt kind of… nice. 'Does that even make any sense?' The thought blared through Sango's mind.
"Sango-chan."
Sango's body tensed. "Hm?"
Slowly, Kagome opened her eyes. "You don't wear anything underneath your kimono… do you?" she asked softly.
"Um… what?"
Without waiting for a proper answer, Kagome gave a small smile and slinked her right hand down behind Sango's back. She stroked her fingers across the bare skin, tickling the other girl.
"Mn…" Sango arched her back, Kagome's touch sending shivers down her spine.
Meanwhile, Kagome was content with seeing how Sango seemed to be enjoying this as mush as she was. Brushing her fingers up and down Sango's back, she noticed that there was a point where Sango's skin appeared to deviate. It only took her a moment to figure out what it was. Kagome paid special attention the area before saying, "Sango-chan?"
"Uh – yes?" Sango snapped out of whatever reverie she was in.
Still maintaining the position she was in, Kagome whispered, "May I… see your scar again?"
Sango thought this was a bit of an odd thing to ask of her. It wasn't like it was totally out of the blue however. She lowered her head and answered, "Okay."
Kagome lightened up when she heard her reply. She retracted her arms from out of Sango's sleeves, watching as Sango turned around so that her back now faced her. Slowly, Sango slipped off the top part of her kimono so that it came to rest at her waist. She motioned to move her hair out of the way, when Kagome stopped her.
"Wait. I want to do it."
Not bothering to question Kagome, Sango let her hair fall behind her.
Shifting closer to the taiji-ya, Kagome bent down and gently brushed Sango's hair aside. To her, it felt like she was uncovering a hidden treasure, the location of which few knew about. She let Sango take the hair over her shoulder, so that she would be able to better examine her finding.
There it was; that jagged mark with smaller, similar ones around it which would stay with Sango forever. A darker shade than the rest of Sango's skin, Kagome reached out and moved her fingers over it. Scars can be ugly reminders of things people would rather not remember. Kagome wondered how heavily that applied to Sango. Well, there was one memory about that scar Kagome could give Sango that wouldn't be so bad. Ever so carefully, Kagome leaned in and kissed the mark on Sango's back.
For a moment, Sango went rigid, feeling an unfamiliar sensation against her body. What really surprised her though was when Kagome began pushing her forward to lie down on her front. Kagome offset herself on top of Sango, her face placed close to Sango's scar.
Not being able to turn around, Sango had her arms bent out in front of her and said, "Kagome-chan, wait – what are you doing?"
Kagome didn't feel it was necessary to say anything. To get the message across, she nuzzled her face into Sango's bare back. She wanted to get close to Sango, and doing it this way felt good to her. Kagome traced her fingers along the scar outline, the regular movements causing Sango to realize what Kagome was doing on her back.
Sango rested her head down on her arms while Kagome continued to amuse herself. The quietness in the room and Kagome's soothing movements began to make Sango feel drowsy. She closed her eyes intending only to rest, but soon drifted off upon the futon.
Lifting her head up, Kagome gazed down at Sango. She softly smoothed her hand across Sango's back, from the top down.
"Sango-chan?" Kagome leaned over with her left arm on Sango's back, checking up on the taiji-ya. Sango was dozing away, a peaceful expression on her face. "She's asleep?" A smile danced upon Kagome's lips. It wasn't often she got to see, or even be with Sango like this.
She reached behind her for some covers, pulling it over Sango and herself. Lying back down, she rested her head on Sango's shoulder blade, hugging her left arm around her torso. With her right, Kagome reached up and put her hand on Sango's arm. She sighed contentedly. For one more time, Kagome pressed her lips against Sango's skin before falling asleep as well.
Standing outside the room were the others. They were wondering what in the world was taking Kagome and Sango so long to come and eat. Miroku knocked on the door.
"Kagome-sama? Sango?" Hearing no response, Miroku cracked the door open a bit and peered inside.
"What are you doing, Miroku?" Inuyasha frowned. "Open up the door and tell them it's time to eat!"
Miroku didn't make any movements for a moment. He just continued staring into the room.
"What's the matter, Miroku?" Shippo asked from below. "Aren't they in there?" The kitsune went to look through the opening as well, but Miroku slid is shut before he got a chance.
He looked at the others with as neutral an expression as he could muster, but a grin was plainly plastered on his face. "I don't think they're very hungry right now."
Me: Augh, that whole scar thing… I didn't know if putting it in was a good idea or not because of my other fanfic about it. It was one of my fanart ideas however, and it just seemed to swirl in to my first idea about the sleeves. Besides, I like mentioning Sango's scar from time to time.
Hey, MikoHuntress! Good timing to be mentioning the doujinshi…
Story 9: Doujinshi by a Houshi – Part 2!
Coming soon!
