September 5th, 2003: Quote of the Day: "Unbreakable toys can be used to break other toys."
Scroll 5. Peek-a-boo
Kagome pulled a pink pajama shirt over her head, gave the hemp a short tug and looked in her mirror. They were silky pajamas, some of the softest she had. And she decided that wearing some of her new sexy undergarments would make her feel more confident about the photo shoot the next day. She hugged herself, ran over, and did a half twist jump onto her bed. She was so happy in her warm, soft little happiness, she almost didn't hear the tapping on the window.
Tap tap tap
She jumped in shock and looked over at it. A fist came up from under the window ledge and tapped again. Then it waved. Kagome went over to the window and looked down at who it was. Inu Yasha was clinging to her roof.
"Inu Yasha!" Kagome opened the window and he pulled himself up to it.
"Hey, Kagome." He said casually.
"Shhh!" she listened to see if her mom had heard him come in. She looked back at him and whispered. "What are you doing here?!"
"I came to see you!" he said. He leapt to the floor and looked around taking a sniff. Her room always smelled good.
She sweatdropped and laughed nervously. "I don't know if my family would approve of you climbing through my window so late at night!"
He looked at her seriously. "I also came to talk to you!"
"Oh, I bet you did." Kagome said sarcastically as she turned around. She knew how dirty his mind could get.
"Really! I'm serious." He said. Though those new pajama's she had did look very snuggly. He snapped himself out of it and said, "I wanted to ask if there's anything wrong."
Kagome sat on her bed next to Buyo. She patted his head and looked up at Inu Yasha innocently. "Wrong? Why would anything be wrong?"
"Well I dunno, it's just that…" he ran his fingers through the front of his hair. "I guess I'm concerned because well, Miroku, and Shippou, and Kiyoshi, and Bob, and everyone else kept telling me that it was strange that you didn't go to the carnival with us-"
"Who's Bob?" Kagome asked raising an eyebrow.
"Bob? He's the janitor at the FunkyMonkey." Inu Yasha said.
"Oh."
"I don't know if they're right or not….but-" Inu Yasha looked concerned.
Kagome smiled at him. Those acting lessons were going to pay off. "Oh, Inu Yasha, you have nothing to worry about. You don't have to listen to everything they say…"
"I know." He said still looking concerned. He came over and sat next to her on the bed. He slumped forward resting his elbows on his knees and looked away a little bit sheepishly. "I guess I'm just…..worried about you or something.you'll tell me if something's wrong, right?" he asked.
That really bothered her conscience. Those puppy dog eyes, the cuteness of his worry. She really didn't want to lie to him, he trusted her – sorta – and she knew how sensitive he was deep down. (That's why the guilt trip worked so easily on him! ^_~)
She gave a weak smile and said, "Of course I will."
He nodded just before he realized he appeared soft. He laughed as he changed back to his normal bad-boy self. "Those are pretty pjs." He said.
"Huh?" Kagome looked down at herself and her shiny new pajamas. "Oh yeah! I really like them, they're very soft. Here! Feel it!" she stuck out her pajama covered arm.
Inu Yasha pinched the material between his fingers. "Hmm…"
"Like it?" she asked.
"Uh huh," He grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward him. He put his lips over her neck and ran his incisors across it. She shivered and giggled, causing him to feel like a dirty little demon. He growled and nibbled his way down from her neck to her shoulder and collarbone. She gave a tiny moan then he felt her tense a little. "Yeah, you should probably go now. My mom has ears like a bat and this intuition…."
"Aw, but isn't this fun?" he asked. He wrapped his arms around her and she leaned to the side a little giggling. She was almost lying down before she gave him a slight push telling him she wanted up. He obeyed.
"Nope," she said sitting up again, "No horizontal, uh-uh."
"No problem, I wouldn't push you to go there." He said.
Somehow this made Kagome feel a little bit more guilty about keeping the modeling secret from him.
She looked at Inu Yasha. He was smiling, probably thinking because his eyes were a bit glazed and his cheeks a little bit redder. He shifted his feet, which after her life experience especially being around him, she knew was a nervous, fidgety habit. What neither of them knew, was that when he shifted his feet, he put one of them on hem of the bottom leg on her pajama pants.
"Should I go now?" he asked standing up.
"I guess, I have to go to the bathroom." Kagome stood up and lifter her boobytrapped foot.
SWOOP! BAM! RIP!
Her pajama pants were tugged halfway down her thigh; she tripped and fell on her face.
Inu Yasha jumped in front of her and kneeled to help her. "Oh crap! Are you okay, Kagome?!"
She pulled herself up, but something about silk shirts with silk covered buttons is that they are easy to open. "I-I'm okay." Kagome said. Though it was incredibly embarrassing, she must have looked like a klutz. She looked up at Inu Yasha. His eyes were wider then she'd ever seen them. His whole face went bright red.
"What?" Kagome asked. Unaware was an understatement. If only she could see from Inu Yasha's point of view. There she was, sitting on her legs, her pant's half way down her thighs, exposing black panties decorated with black and hot pink frill and a little bow in the middle. And her shirt had unbuttoned all the way in the force of her fall were she wore a corseted matching strapless pushup bra.
Call of the wild! His insides spasmed and the skin on his neck and upper legs tingled. She was like a Christmas present, all pretty with pink wrapping, and when unwrapped there was a great surprise! Finally, Inu Yasha spun completely around and a cloud of hot steam rose from him.
Then it was Kagome's turn to get a surprise; when she realized she had just guaranteed Inu Yasha would have damp bed sheets in the morning. She screamed, forgetting about being quiet, pulled up her pants and held her shirt closed.
"Inu Yasha got up still facing away from her. "You know what, I-I'll just see you tomorrow. And with that he jumped back out the window. As he ran home, he knew he would be doing his own laundry the next morning.
