Chapter 10
Life's Little Interruptions
At her chuckle, Inu Yasha looked up, his ears flicking forward. He watched her as she opened the tray on the stereo. Looking through the rows of CDs she finally picked a few and put them in. Pressing play, she smiled as softer music filled the room. He was chagrined that he hadn't thought to check that. 'Kenmaru's father wouldn't have made that stupid mistake.' He berated himself silently. 'Once again, the jerk of a father one, Inu Yasha zero.' "Gomen." He whispered to her.
"Oh Inu Yasha, it's all right. I know you didn't mean to play Alvin and the Chipmunks. But it was funny if you think of it. I am a miko and a doctor. So I guess I qualify as a witch doctor." Her heart skipped a beat at the soft smile that graced his lips. 'Down girl.' "Dinner looks great, and I'm starved." She gracefully sank to her knees on the soft cushion before the low table, smiling as he joined her.
Inu Yasha watched nervously as she took her first bite of salmon, and her first sip of the soup. He relaxed when she made no faces, nor did her scent change. He listened as she talked about her day. The different patients with their very different emergencies. The trouble one first year resident was having. All the little things that truly didn't interest him, but made her happy to tell him about. So, he listened asking questions if he needed to. As they finished he gathered the dishes and took them to the kitchen. Returning with a towel over his shoulder and a basin filled with water. With a nod of his chin towards the chair, "Have a seat."
Frowning Kagome sat on one of the chairs, her eyes going wide as Inu Yasha knelt. With great care he rolled up the legs of her scrub pants and placed her feet in the warm water. "Not to hot?" He smiled as she shook her head. "Just relax and enjoy, I'll be right back." He laid the towel on her lap, his hand wanting to brush the hair back from her face. From the door he turned and watched as her eyes closed a pleased smile on her face. Going into the kitchen he rinsed the dishes and placed them in the sink. The left over soup was poured into a bowl and placed in the refrigerator. Grabbing the lotion he had borrowed from Rin, he returned to the den. Kneeling again at her feet, he pulled on foot from the cooler water. He smiled at her as without a word he dried the foot. After squeezing a small amount of lotion into the palm of one hand he began to rub the foot. Her sigh of pleasure was music to his ears. His massage continued up the calf of her leg, strong fingers kneading the tenseness and ache from her. Only to repeat the process on the other foot and leg. Finishing he placed her foot back on the ground. "How was that?"
"Wonderful." She said pushing the basin to the side with one foot, before sliding down to the floor. "I'm melting." She chuckled, "Arigato, Inu Yasha." She leaned forward, pausing for a moment.
He watched as she chewed at her lower lip as if debating something, then she moved forward her lips brushing his. He moved gently, not wanting to ruin what he had waited all day for. Slowly he wrapped an arm around her waist pulling her to him. He nipped gently at her lower lip seeking entry. He growled softly as she opened her mouth to him, her slim arms going around him, pulling her even closer. They toppled back to the floor at the force of her embrace, their tongues twining around each other. Hungers long denied began to demand release. He felt her fingers pulling at his shirt, raising it. Breaking the kiss he released her long enough to remove the garment tossing it from him.
Her fingertips danced along his back, tracing each well defined muscle. Feeling them move with the familiar easy grace. He bit back a moan as her fingers traced the waistband of the suddenly to tight pants. A soft purr like growl sounded in his chest, the vibrations tantalizing already aroused flesh. She moaned as his lips left hers, tracing along her jaw, down the slim column of her throat. Stopping at the junction he nipped gently, before licking the tender spot. Her hips arched to meet him as another moan was wrenched from her throat. Glad for the bagginess of the scrubs he slipped a clawed hand under the shirt. Her moans and gasps of pleasure exciting him even further. His lips moved back up her neck to her ear, "Gods you taste wonderful." He whispered before taking the lobe between his lips to suckle gently on it. His fingers, pushed her bra up exposing the tips to his searching hand. A full throated groan escaped her as he twirled it's rosy tip between his thumb and forefinger.
"DON'T YOU HURT MY MOMMY!!!" A small voice screeched.
Suddenly Inu Yasha felt small fist pummeling his back. Carefully removing his hand , he straightened Kagome's shirt before turning to face the still screaming boy. An oof of air escaped him as one small fist hit his solar plexus. Quickly he grabbed the pups flaying arms, before any more damage could be done. "I'm not going to hurt your Mommy, pup." He tried to explain keeping one eye on the now kicking feet.
"Kenmaru." Kagome soothed sitting up, her breath still coming in short pants. "Inu Yasha wasn't hurting me baby."
"But, you were moaning.' Kenmaru looked back and forth between the two adults. Inu Yasha had somehow grabbed a pillow off the couch and now had it sitting in his lap. His Mommy's face was bright red and she was breathing funny. "He was on top of you and .... I just wanted to tell you what happened while we went and got all the stuff for your surprise. And show you what I earned." Opening a fist he realized the small coin was gone and tears filled his silver eyes. "I lost it."
Inu Yasha looked at the boy, "Lost what, pup?"
"The money the lady gave me." He said crawling up in the elder hanyou's lap, previous transgressions forgotten. "I had it to show Mommy, but I lost it."
Wrapping an arm around the pup, Inu Yasha pressed his lips to the boys hair. "OK, we'll look for it." He stood and moved to the door where the pup had most likely entered.
Kagome's breath hitched in her throat as she watched her son, for the first time in his life run to someone other than her. Then to see Inu Yasha, not grow angry but comfort him. She watched blinking back her tears at the two of them searching for whatever it was. Inu Yasha easily lifted couches, chairs, or bookcases so Kenmaru could search. Finally a happy yelp from her son let her know the search was successful. She chuckled as Kenmaru ran back to her, a one yin piece held as precious in his hand as his father had held many Shikon no Tama shards. Her laughter grew as she was regaled with his tale of their shopping trip. Her eyes often traveling to Inu Yasha who leaned against the door frame, one foot resting on the frame, his arms crossed over his bare chest.
Inu Yasha watched the scene before him. True, he hadn't been happy about the boy's interruption but, the soft looks she was giving him over the child's head were worth a little frustration. He returned her smile with one of his own and a wink. Smirking as color flushed her cheeks. Somehow he knew this was the way things were suppose to be. Jerk of a father 1; Inu Yasha 2.