Give A Little, Get a Little
No one moved. No one spoke. It was utterly, completely, *oppressively* silent.
Inuyasha looked up, Kagome looked up. Had they been any closer, their skulls would have crashed during the fall. Each looked into the other's eyes and for a moment there was only two identical looks of confusion. Then their expressions became very different indeed.
Kagome moaned in denial of the unthinkable and dropped her forehead to the floor again. She kept repeating over and over, "This can't be happening. This is NOT happening. Why is this happening?" in a supremely suffering voice. She wasn't happy in the slightest.
Inuyasha's reaction, however, was one of near jubilation. His shoulders shook with suppressed laughter and his eyes shone with unholy amusement. When he got hold of himself, concern for her condition took over, however the gleam did not fade from his amber eyes.
"Are you okay?"
Kagome lifted her head to look at him incredulously. "Have you lost your marbles? Of course I'm not okay. I just sat you and went down just like you. Tell me how you could possibly think I am 'okay'?" she hollered a bit hysterically. She took a few breaths and seemed to get hold of herself. Then in a much more pained voice, she confessed, "My chest hurts and I think a few of my ribs are cracked."
She'd also bitten her tongue and blood was dribbling down her chin. She swiped at it and smeared it. Her expressive brown eyes glittered with unshed tears. Inuyasha prayed she wouldn't cry.
"Foolish girl!" he admonished gently. The spell had worn off and he could move again. He used his sleeve to wipe away the red staining her jaw and chin. "I told you that you were still too ill to go. I just wanted to make sure you were fully recovered before you go back." 'Not that I'll let you go anyway, until this weird Soul Spell thing wears off' he added silently. "Now you have to stay longer because you're injured."
She glared at him as he tenderly lifted her and settled her comfortably on the futon. "You are loving this aren't you?"
"Who me?" he asked innocently. He reminded her of Miroku after a groping. "Do I look like I'm enjoying it?"
Kagome scrutinized him thoroughly as he checked her injuries, flinching when his fingers massaged between her breasts to check her sore chest and under them to feel for fractured ribs. "Yes"
He snorted and frowned. "I don't like it when you get hurt" he said sharply. Then his expression lightened. "But there are certain... parts I'm enjoying" he said slyly. His hands left her body, but one reached up to fondle an ear. She jerked, proving that they were as sensitive as his.
Was it her, or was there a hidden innuendo in his almost crooning voice?
"Like.... now that you know you'll go down too, you won't be so fast to sit me until the soul spell wears off." he said smugly. Then he became serious again.
"I really don't like to see you get hurt. So for my sake as well as yours could you promise not to sit me for a few days?" he tried to reason.
She stubbornly refused to answer. Defiance was in every feature as she turned her head away and crossed her arms.
Damn it. Now he would have to use his secret weapon. But it was so goddamn humiliating. Oh well, as she'd said so many times before, desperate times... He leaned down very close, to whisper in her ear so no one else could hear. "Please?" he asked, knowing she couldn't resist a plea from him.
Her head spun around so fast she winced from whiplash. Their noses touched from their proximity and both's eyes widened, each gaze locking on the other. They started to lean forward as if magnetically attracted.
"Ahem!" they sprang apart as if burned.
Belatedly, the pair remembered they had a quite attentive audience. Miroku was enraptured, no doubt lost in some perverted fantasy. Sango, who'd cleared her throat, and Kaede looked extremely embarrassed. Shippo just looked grossed out and confused.
"Kagome, are you okay? Why did you fall like Inuyasha? What's the matter with her dog breath?!" he rapid fired questions one after the other. The fox cub attacked Inuyasha, but was highly ineffectual. Soon he was dangling upside down by a foot flailing wildly.
Inuyasha was flushed in embarrassment and refused to meet anyone's eyes. Instead he took out his anger on the kit. "You little twerp. I didn't do anything, how many times have I told you that in the past few days?" His scowl was ferocious. Shippo whimpered then began to wail.
"Kagome! Save me!"
"Inuyasha! Leave him alone, he's only a little kid." Kagome scolded weakly, still blushing wildly. Inuyasha dropped him to the floor where he hopped up immediately and scrambled into the girl's waiting arms. The brat stuck out his tongue then buried his face in her stomach. He was snoring in a matter of seconds.
"Feh!" Then Inuyasha turned and stalked out the door. But he never went further than a few meters. Even upset, protecting her was at the forefront of his priorities.
Back inside, Miroku came out of his daydream. He cleared his throat. "Well. It seems the Soul Spell has had a few other, uh, side effects."
"No, really?" Kagome said sarcastically. But her mind wasn't on the spell or the conversation. It was stuck on the almost-kiss and the uncharacteristic touchy-feely mood Inuyasha had been in. She could still feel his touch as if he'd burned it into her.
She came out of her glaze eyed state to meet the knowing eyes of all her friends. She blushed again, wishing she could pull up the covers and hide.
*yawn* "Gee I really am tired. I guess I can wait a few days to go home. I couldn't really do anything, looking like I do, there anyway. But I want a bath tomorrow." She glared, daring anyone to object.
"Of course. I will reserve us a time at the village bathing facilities" Sango volunteered, hiding a smile. The younger girl's blush was telling.
"Hai, maybe I will join you" Miroku said.
Almost automatically, Sango reached up to bonk him on the head.
"Ow!"
Kagome giggled.
"We shall leave thee now. Rest, Kagome, the subduing spell hardly puts a dent in Inuyasha, but it was not meant for humans." Kaede warned.
"Alright" she sighed grudgingly.
They left and Kagome tried to find a comfortable position. It wasn't easy with her whole diaphragm sore. Finally she settled, and pulled Shippo to her side. Before drifting off, she murmured so only she could hear, "I promise Inuyasha" Then she was overcome by slumber.
Outside near the window Inuyasha grinned. He knew she couldn't resist him when he said please. Too bad it was so damn humiliating.
As twilight approached, he quietly snuck into the cabin. Sitting down at the head of the bed so he had a complete view of the shack, he let himself enjoy a light doze. His hand strayed unconciously to the bed where Kagome's arm was flung out above her. In sleep, their hands grasped.
For at least in their dreams there were no restrictions on their feelings for one another.
So, how'd you like it? I know it was a little marshmallowy, but I couldn't help myself. As always, I love feedback. Don't be afraid to tell me what you think!
No one moved. No one spoke. It was utterly, completely, *oppressively* silent.
Inuyasha looked up, Kagome looked up. Had they been any closer, their skulls would have crashed during the fall. Each looked into the other's eyes and for a moment there was only two identical looks of confusion. Then their expressions became very different indeed.
Kagome moaned in denial of the unthinkable and dropped her forehead to the floor again. She kept repeating over and over, "This can't be happening. This is NOT happening. Why is this happening?" in a supremely suffering voice. She wasn't happy in the slightest.
Inuyasha's reaction, however, was one of near jubilation. His shoulders shook with suppressed laughter and his eyes shone with unholy amusement. When he got hold of himself, concern for her condition took over, however the gleam did not fade from his amber eyes.
"Are you okay?"
Kagome lifted her head to look at him incredulously. "Have you lost your marbles? Of course I'm not okay. I just sat you and went down just like you. Tell me how you could possibly think I am 'okay'?" she hollered a bit hysterically. She took a few breaths and seemed to get hold of herself. Then in a much more pained voice, she confessed, "My chest hurts and I think a few of my ribs are cracked."
She'd also bitten her tongue and blood was dribbling down her chin. She swiped at it and smeared it. Her expressive brown eyes glittered with unshed tears. Inuyasha prayed she wouldn't cry.
"Foolish girl!" he admonished gently. The spell had worn off and he could move again. He used his sleeve to wipe away the red staining her jaw and chin. "I told you that you were still too ill to go. I just wanted to make sure you were fully recovered before you go back." 'Not that I'll let you go anyway, until this weird Soul Spell thing wears off' he added silently. "Now you have to stay longer because you're injured."
She glared at him as he tenderly lifted her and settled her comfortably on the futon. "You are loving this aren't you?"
"Who me?" he asked innocently. He reminded her of Miroku after a groping. "Do I look like I'm enjoying it?"
Kagome scrutinized him thoroughly as he checked her injuries, flinching when his fingers massaged between her breasts to check her sore chest and under them to feel for fractured ribs. "Yes"
He snorted and frowned. "I don't like it when you get hurt" he said sharply. Then his expression lightened. "But there are certain... parts I'm enjoying" he said slyly. His hands left her body, but one reached up to fondle an ear. She jerked, proving that they were as sensitive as his.
Was it her, or was there a hidden innuendo in his almost crooning voice?
"Like.... now that you know you'll go down too, you won't be so fast to sit me until the soul spell wears off." he said smugly. Then he became serious again.
"I really don't like to see you get hurt. So for my sake as well as yours could you promise not to sit me for a few days?" he tried to reason.
She stubbornly refused to answer. Defiance was in every feature as she turned her head away and crossed her arms.
Damn it. Now he would have to use his secret weapon. But it was so goddamn humiliating. Oh well, as she'd said so many times before, desperate times... He leaned down very close, to whisper in her ear so no one else could hear. "Please?" he asked, knowing she couldn't resist a plea from him.
Her head spun around so fast she winced from whiplash. Their noses touched from their proximity and both's eyes widened, each gaze locking on the other. They started to lean forward as if magnetically attracted.
"Ahem!" they sprang apart as if burned.
Belatedly, the pair remembered they had a quite attentive audience. Miroku was enraptured, no doubt lost in some perverted fantasy. Sango, who'd cleared her throat, and Kaede looked extremely embarrassed. Shippo just looked grossed out and confused.
"Kagome, are you okay? Why did you fall like Inuyasha? What's the matter with her dog breath?!" he rapid fired questions one after the other. The fox cub attacked Inuyasha, but was highly ineffectual. Soon he was dangling upside down by a foot flailing wildly.
Inuyasha was flushed in embarrassment and refused to meet anyone's eyes. Instead he took out his anger on the kit. "You little twerp. I didn't do anything, how many times have I told you that in the past few days?" His scowl was ferocious. Shippo whimpered then began to wail.
"Kagome! Save me!"
"Inuyasha! Leave him alone, he's only a little kid." Kagome scolded weakly, still blushing wildly. Inuyasha dropped him to the floor where he hopped up immediately and scrambled into the girl's waiting arms. The brat stuck out his tongue then buried his face in her stomach. He was snoring in a matter of seconds.
"Feh!" Then Inuyasha turned and stalked out the door. But he never went further than a few meters. Even upset, protecting her was at the forefront of his priorities.
Back inside, Miroku came out of his daydream. He cleared his throat. "Well. It seems the Soul Spell has had a few other, uh, side effects."
"No, really?" Kagome said sarcastically. But her mind wasn't on the spell or the conversation. It was stuck on the almost-kiss and the uncharacteristic touchy-feely mood Inuyasha had been in. She could still feel his touch as if he'd burned it into her.
She came out of her glaze eyed state to meet the knowing eyes of all her friends. She blushed again, wishing she could pull up the covers and hide.
*yawn* "Gee I really am tired. I guess I can wait a few days to go home. I couldn't really do anything, looking like I do, there anyway. But I want a bath tomorrow." She glared, daring anyone to object.
"Of course. I will reserve us a time at the village bathing facilities" Sango volunteered, hiding a smile. The younger girl's blush was telling.
"Hai, maybe I will join you" Miroku said.
Almost automatically, Sango reached up to bonk him on the head.
"Ow!"
Kagome giggled.
"We shall leave thee now. Rest, Kagome, the subduing spell hardly puts a dent in Inuyasha, but it was not meant for humans." Kaede warned.
"Alright" she sighed grudgingly.
They left and Kagome tried to find a comfortable position. It wasn't easy with her whole diaphragm sore. Finally she settled, and pulled Shippo to her side. Before drifting off, she murmured so only she could hear, "I promise Inuyasha" Then she was overcome by slumber.
Outside near the window Inuyasha grinned. He knew she couldn't resist him when he said please. Too bad it was so damn humiliating.
As twilight approached, he quietly snuck into the cabin. Sitting down at the head of the bed so he had a complete view of the shack, he let himself enjoy a light doze. His hand strayed unconciously to the bed where Kagome's arm was flung out above her. In sleep, their hands grasped.
For at least in their dreams there were no restrictions on their feelings for one another.
So, how'd you like it? I know it was a little marshmallowy, but I couldn't help myself. As always, I love feedback. Don't be afraid to tell me what you think!