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Sesshomaru watched her saunter around the room. "For a pirate, you are quite curious." Sesshomaru said flatly from behind his oak desk. Fingertips pressed against fingertips, he allowed his cold powerful eyes to travel after her footsteps, following her as she paced. Narrowing his eyes in arrogance and slight disgust, he picked up between his clawed nails a long single hair that lay over his desk. Offering her the long dark hair, Sesshomaru arched a brow. "I believe this is yours."
"Phillia! How did you ever get lost? Poor little baby!" she cooed, carefully scraping the long strand of hair around her wrist. Yura licked her lips, wetting the red coloring. She peered at Sesshomaru slyly. "Who ever said that pirates can't be curious?" she demanded in a childish manner. "Is it true what the rumors say, Captain Sesshomaru? Is Miroku really taken?"
Sesshomaru actually felt like growling. Why was he wasting his time? Oh. Yes. The little half-breed was being dismissing towards him. And disobeying him. "Yes. It is. He took a wife." Sesshomaru said and looked down at the yellowing paper on his desk. "It's written there ink on paper. Right next to the maps needed to get back to the home world." Sesshomaru stated flatly. "Apparently, one of your hair demons may have had a run in with his wife, about a year back. Demon slayer, Sango. Ring any bells?"
Yura pondered it, jumping up on the corner of the desk, the long legs revealed by her black skirt moving in little circles. "Oh," she sighed. "I remember her. She took one of my best hairs! And she had such long hair. a plain color, but thick. I wanted it so badly." She huffed and looked down at herself. Miroku could have had her and instead he had taken that little slayer? What did Sango have that Yura didn't? Besides Excalibur, assuredly one of the best pieces in her collection. She leaned further on his desk. "You don't see anything wrong with this body, do you, Captain?"
Sesshomaru narrowed his eyes at her. Cold static between them, as his expression revealed nothing. "You are leaning over my desk. Remove yourself."
Shit. Maybe there was something wrong with her body. Hopping off the couch, she crossed her arms and pouted. "Fine. So what was it you wanted to speak to me about, then?"
"About the second in command half-breed, Inuyasha." Sesshomaru said, with little distaste, his eyes never once leaving her form, or allowing her eyes to shy away from his predatory gaze. Enjoying the unnerve he caused, Sesshomaru's eyes glittered with boredom, looking almost tired. Lowering his hands beneath the desk, he reclined back in his chair. "He has a little pet in his room." Sesshomaru explained, trying to keep this a "family matter" as much as possible. "He is suppose to kill her once he is done playing with her." Sesshomaru said and in a movement too fast for her to react to, to run, to move, barely even blink he pulled his sword out of its sheath and split the strand of hair crawling over his desk in two. A perfect split, right down the core of the hair follicle, into the root. "Keep them leashed." He warned in a sleepy voice.
"I want you to find out his intentions. When, where and how. Do you think you are up for that, Yura of the Hair?" Sesshomaru asked, using her title to make it clear to her, this was not Sesshomaru asking for a favor, but the Captain, leader and once King making her a formal request.
She pouted, and pulled back the rest of the hair. That one always had been jealous of Sesshomaru and his silver hair. She would love to get her hands on that hair! It was so nicer than that of his half brother's. Yura shivered under his gaze and bowed. "He reveals little, but I can get under his skin. But to get that close to a half breed.." Her shiver turned into a shudder. "Still, as you ordered me to do it, I will discover what I will."
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Her eyes fluttered open. She had a terrible headache. This was more than her usual drinking headache. What had gone on last night? She remembered there'd been a cute boy. A really hot boy. She remembered flirting with him, though she couldn't remember what she'd said. Was it just her, or was the ship rocking?
She slowly sat up and looked around her. There hadn't been an ocean out the window when she fell asleep. Wait. Had she fallen asleep, or had she passed out from her drink? There was only one sure thought she had, and it was strong enough to sober her right up. "What the fuck?!" she screamed. "I've been kidnapped!" She sniffed the air, and the smell threatened her stomach. "I've been kidnapped by demons!"
Reaching into her boot, she pulled out a tiny dagger and all but lunged at the door. She tried to knob, but it was locked, and would only unlock with a key. She jabbed her dagger into the hinges, ready to drag the pins out by her teeth if she had to! The dagger turned white hot and dropped from her hands as she screeched. The blade was melted out of a recognizable form.
'Fuck that! I'm not gonna melt my teeth like that!' She only saw one more thing left to do. She pounded and kicked on the door. "Let me out of here, you bastards!! Let me out of here right this instant or I'll fucking kill every single one of assholes! Somebody unlock this bloody door!!"
Kagome threw her head back, wet hair dripping over the floor. "Huh?" She muttered looking over towards the wall. "Oh... Miroku's girl?" She asked herself out loud and walked over to the wall. It sounded like a girl, and she was screaming... Shippo had called Miroku when he did Inuyasha, hadn't he? So... Kagome ran to her bed, -since when did she refer to Inuyasha's bed as her own!?- and grabbed the bow and arrows. Moving her fingers over the wall panels, Kagome remembered the claim Inuyasha made on her, who was to say some demon hadn't gone into Miroku's room not knowing about the girl?
Finding the panel, Kagome used it and rushed through the secret opening into the other room. Trying not to jump when the passage slammed shut behind her. Arrow ready to be shot, Kagome looked around and spotted the girl. "What's going on? Are you alright?"
The girl spun around and found a human girl pointing an arrow at her. She affixed her hair, her fingers fumbling with her hair clip as she pulled out yet another hidden dagger, just incase this female wasn't all she seemed. "I'm fine," Miroku's 'wife' answered. "I'm a demon hunter. I can take care of myself. I'm completely in control of every single situation I find myself in. Yup. Even this one. Are you a demon hunter too?"
"Eh...? Well... No." Kagome said carefully looking around and then lowered her arrow. "I'm a Priestess. You're Miroku's wife, right?" Kagome asked slinging the arrow back into the quiver over her shoulder and hung the bow from the other. "My name's, Kagome." She introduced holding her hand out. "Ironic that a demon hunter should be onboard this ship." Kagome said watching the girl suspiciously. Was she really Miroku's wife?
"Miroku! That's right! That was the guy's name! I knew something was up with him! No priest could ever really drink that much!" She slammed her fist into her palm, forgetting that she was holding a knife. Luckily, it missed. Her brown eyes were searching the room for something to break. Something to break into hundreds of little pieces. "About as ironic as finding a priestess here. My name's Sango," she introduced, shaking Kagome's hand with a tight grip.
"Yeah well... At least I didn't marry one of 'em." Kagome muttered and watched the girl get pissed. Well, he did say she was feisty. "Well, he isn't quite a priest either." Kagome said breaking the obvious news to her. "But he seems nice enough... Are you alright?"
Sango whipped her head around to face Kagome again, holding and extra seat of prayer beads that she's picked up from the floor in her hands. "I'm not anybody's wife! I may have gotten drunk, and I may have said some things that I now regret, but I never married a demon!" In her frustration, she accidentally broke the necklace, sending beads everywhere. Sango sighed. "And you already asked me that. And I'm just fine. I can't wait till he comes back so I can kill that son of a bitch!" Only know did she notice that her dagger was sticking out her glove. She pulled it out and put it back away. "I'm just a wee bit stressed," she finally admitted.
Kagome nodded in agreement. "Well, maybe when he gets back you should ask him to tell you what exactly happened last night?" Kagome offered, not knowing why she was trying to save a demon's life. "I may have gotten things wrong." Kagome said turning to look at the closed wall panel. Well, shit. How was she suppose to get back into Inuyasha's room now? "But yeah, talk to him. He seems... Reasonable enough."
She all but sighed. Miroku didn't seem just reasonable! He could hold his own in a drinking contest (or did being a demon count as cheating?), handsome, a shameless flirt! ....Too bad he wasn't human!
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Inuyasha rolled his eyes as he walked down the hallway with Miroku. "Well, that was completely and utterly uninforming. You already told me everything Sesshomaru announced, minus how long it's gonna take us to reach the island." He opened the door and blinked.
It was empty.
Her bow was gone.
His hand frozen to the doorknob, he glanced at Miroku. "Ah...." He paused, trying to find the best words to say. "She's gone."
His ears twitched when he heard girls laughing. Miroku's neck stiffened, telling Inuyasha that the once human monk had heard it to. At first the sound confused them, but then they realized it was coming from Miroku's room. Their stances relaxed slightly as Miroku touched the doorknob with his hand and it magically swung open.
There were Kagome and Sango, sitting around a flask of sake and giggling like.. well.... drunks! Sango spotted them and hiccuped. "Hello again, Miroku! Fancy meeting a priest like you on a ship like this! It's come to my attention, lover, that when you asked me to bear your children, you neglected a few facts!"
Miroku stood there and looked over at Inuyasha. "You can tell she's my type, can't you?" He asked grinning like a mad man.
Kagome sat and looked up at Inuyasha and stuck her tongue out at him. "Hello my jailer! Warden, did I break my parole?" She asked and took another sip. It felt good to drink. She hadn't drunk in a couple of days and it filled her empty stomach.
Inuyasha groaned and slammed his head into Miroku's bookcase. She hadn't eaten in over a day and she was sitting in Miroku's room drinking rice wine? "I think they're both your type!"
Sango clapped her hands and ran over to Inuyasha and began to tug at his ears. "Ohhhh! They're so cute! I've never met a demon that had such cute ears before!"
He pulled her off him and pointed the drunk woman in Miroku's direction. "Please, fondle him, not me."
Miroku opened his arms invitingly to her. "Please, fondle me. Not him." He said grinning and taking the girl in his arms. "I knew you were the right pick. A girl who drinks, plays with knives and is willing to bare my children. We should get working on that, you know." He said and looked at Inuyasha, for a moment looking almost thoughtful. "Instead of banging my bookcase, shouldn't you be...." Miroku trailed off and laughed looking at Kagome. "Her?"
"He does have cute ears! Doesn't he?" Kagome asked and giggled. "They feel nice too. But they are the only nice thing about him! Well, maybe, minus his lips. Oh! And he has a nice chest! But shhhhh! I'm not suppose to tell." Kagome giggled. "You two would have SUCH cute kids! Can they have puppy ears too?"
"Oh? Wha? Oh, no no no!" Kagome said standing up a bit shakily and wagging her finger, which made her dizzy. "No banging. He isn't interested in me." Kagome said and nodded, wow, the room was going up and down even worse then before. Damn sea and its currents. "He should stay right where he is, banging the bookcase. Careful, it didn't agree to bare your young." Kagome pointed out before falling back onto the floor. "Ouch... My butt..."
Sango nodded. "We should work on that right now!" she agreed, pulling herself up and locking her legs around Miroku's waist.
Inuyasha's lips tightened. He only hoped that Miroku wouldn't notice the way his cheeks began to turn red when she said she liked his chest. He liked hers too, but really, that was beyond the point! He picked Kagome up and tossed her over his shoulder. Reaching up, he touched the hidden button on the ceiling, and the hidden door swung open. It swung closed behind him. Inuyasha slammed his own door shut before he threw Kagome on the bed, standing over her.
Kagome landed in a fit of giggles. "Shouldn't you be waaaaaaaay over there with the bookc- What happened to the bookcase?" Kagome asked leaning up on her elbows and looking around then up at Inuyasha. "You look taller."
"That's because you're drunk," Inuyasha pointed out, wondering if she was too intoxicated to understand. From the other room he heard Sango's already familiar laughter and Miroku's moans. He didn't want to know what was going on in there. He bent down, knowing this might be one of the few times to talk to the Kagome who didn't have boundaries up. "Now, outta curiosity, what's all this about you liking my chest?"
Kagome tilted her head back to look at him. "Yep. Definitely taller- I'm drunk? Really??" Kagome asked and began to giggle. "Well, that would explain why I'm not crying at seeing you!" Kagome said throwing her hand onto his leg and laughing. "What? Oh, your chest? No, it's not like mine. I have," Kagome looked down and cupped, "these! You don't! You have a nice chest. I like it. Sorry I scratched it though." Kagome said with a frown and looked at her nails, now the center of her world. "Oooo I got the blood out..."
He sat down next to her on the bed, speaking to her like he would a young child. "Why in the world would you cry when you see me?" He honestly didn't know what he had done wrong!
"Because you don't give a damn." She said simply, sobering up for a moment and looking at the ceiling. "I thought you did. I was wrong." She whispered then tilted her head to look at the ceiling from a different angle. "Oh! It looks like butterflies!"
Inuyasha didn't want to know what looked like butterflies. He took her by her shoulders, rubbing them gently, as if she were sober enough to actually pay attention and be relaxed by his comforting gesture. "Kagome, listen to me, and listen to me carefully. If I didn't give a damn, do you think I would have apologized? Do you think I would have promised you my protection? Do you think I would have saved you from jumping out of the window?"
Kagome shrugged. "Well, you are a weird one." She said and sat up giggling. "A deal is a deal, right? Right! Now, I am going to play- Where is my bow?" Kagome asked and slid off of the bed heading for the secret door. "I forgot it... Why is Sango screaming?" Kagome asked cocking her head like a confused puppy at the wall. "Oh! Something must be wrong!" Kagome decided as she got up to go help her new found friend.
Inuyasha grabbed her and pulled her back on the bed, this time holding her in his lap. He automatically realized how much of a bad idea that was. Now she was closer, now he could feel the heat coming off her skin. He tried to ignore it, telling himself it was different than getting used to Miroku's sex life. "Fine, let's have a different question, then. Did you say you like my kisses?"
Kagome smacked his chest. "I gotta go help Sango! Oh and Miroku! They are being attacked!" Kagome protested then looked at him with a silly look of confusion. "What of it?"
"Well... don't you hate me?"
"No. I like you a lot." Kagome said then poked him. "Wassdisabout?" She asked in one long slur.
He felt like a guilt was suddenly lifted from his heart. He wanted to drown her in kisses, but he couldn't. He promised her that he wouldn't, unless she told him it was okay. Now he added another, more personal vow on that. He wouldn't kiss her again until she told him that she wanted him too, that way he'd know she wasn't offering her to him again. He smiled. "It's nothing, Kagome. What else do you like about me?"
Kagome frowned at him, figuring there was some trick here that she was missing. She was very tempted to stick her tongue out at him, instead however, she hiccuped. "Um," Kagome began then blinked at him. "What were we talking about?" She muttered ruffling her already disheveled hair. "OH yeah! Likes. Well, I like green tea- No. wait. we weren't talking about that, were we?" Kagome said and tilted her head back and stretched back like a kitten before giggling insanely. "I like Sake!" Kagome said and leaned close, placing her face directly in the way of Inuyasha's. "Do you have Sake? Can I have Sake? Sango has Sake! Sake-ke-ke.! Do you like Sake?" She asked then cocked her head to the side. "Ooo. You have pretty eyes. they're golden with specks of yellow." Kagome said running her finger tips down from the bangs of his hair, over his eyebrows, eyelids, drifting over his cheeks and finishing on his lips. "I like your eyes. They're gorgeous. Eyes are the windows to the soul you know." She said peering into them, as though she could actually see a soul in there, which oddly enough, she did. And it glowed beautifully, like the brightest star in the sky.
He tried not to blink. Okay, so, if this really was the Kagome without any barriers up, then she liked his eyes. Inuyasha felt his cheeks start to turn red. His voice was quiet now, instead of soft; nervous instead of caring. "Tell me more," he said.
If this was all false, if it was the ramblings of a woman who was drunk instead of a woman who let her mind spoke freely, he'd be glad to have Sesshomaru kill him. He'd welcome it. Inuyasha just didn't know why; why he could care so much about what Kagome thought of him, he just knew that if she hated him, he'd never be able to recover.
"Hm..." Kagome said settling down on his lap like a child. "I dunno. A lot of stuff...." Kagome said, her fingers playing on his lips. Pulling the lower one down and watching it bounce back up, sliding her finger into his mouth and pry it open. "You're a pirate and a half demon." Kagome said wrinkling her nose, her fingers still playing about in his mouth, rubbing against his teeth and lips. "It's not the demon part that bothers me." Kagome said peering at his mouth inspecting it. "But you're decent, I like that... Ouch!" Kagome piped and jumped back, holding her finger to her lips and sucking on it. "Your teeth are sharp! Oooo... I like 'em too..." Kagome said and bobbed her head up and down enthusiastically, agreeing full heartily with herself.
Breath caught in his throat as she touched him, it took all his restraint not to grab her and torture her the same way she was him. When she accidentally cut herself, he felt a pang of guilt. He touched his teeth gently, for the first time liking them, simply because Kagome did. He gently took her hand, pulling it toward him and unwinding her fingers so that he could make sure the cut hadn't been too deep. His fingertips trailed over the palm. Her skin was so smooth, but she had an aim and strength that was made out of iron and fire. So... this wasn't touching her, right? Oh, who was he kidding? Inuyasha let her have the hand back when he saw it was only a little cut. "If it's not the demon that bothers you," he inquired not aware how odd it sounded, for her to be unafraid of the demon blood in him. "Then is it the pirate?"
Kagome began petting his cheek, the way a mother comforted a child. "I don't like what pirates do..." Kagome whispered softly then kissing his forehead above his third eye. "But you aren't like other pirates, are you?" Kagome asked leaning back and looking at him with big hopeful eyes, almost expectantly. "Can I roll the dice and change the person? I want you to answer the questions now!"
Although he didn't know what dice she was referring to, he nodded anyway. "Kagome," he sighed. "I swear to whatever God or Gods you want, that the worse action I've ever done was kidnapping two priestesses, you and Kikyo. I swear that's the worst, even though you won't remember me saying this once your sober. I can't change what I am, but I'll try me best to change whatever it is I need to, so that you won't be afraid of me."
Kagome cocked her head to the side and blinked repeatedly. "But. I'm not."
"You aren't?" Inuyasha was so confused! This whole conversation seemed to be running around in circles! He shook his head, trying to break free of the loop. "Why don't I go get you some food? You must be famished!"
Kagome put steadying hands on his shoulders and shook her head. "Do you like me?" Kagome asked her fingertips running over his eyelashes. "And Sake? You didn't answer the Sake question." Kagome pointed out, her finger jabbing him in the chest. "I might be drunk! But that doesn't mean I'm drunk!" Kagome said then paused tossing a speculating look towards the wall behind her. "The demon must've killed 'em," Kagome hiccuped, "they stopped screaming."
'Or, mercilessly, they've finally stopped.' His hope was shattered when his sensitive ears heard a drunken Sango muttered something that sounded like 'Wanna have another go?' He pushed the noises to the farthest part of his mind so he could concentrate solely on Kagome.
"Yes, I like rice wine as much as the next guy, but not on an empty stomach, and I don't nearly drink as much as you. And yes, I do like you."
Kagome blinked. "You don't act that way." She said and looked sad. "I'm not a lush, I was just thirsty." Kagome murmured then pushed Inuyasha back onto the bed, and crawled over and off of him towards the head of the bed.
He sat back up when she was off him. "Maybe it hasn't occurred to you yet, but if anybody finds out that I actually like spending time with you, they'll kill you right away. I'm not supposed to get attached."
Kagome, who was on all fours on her crawling path to the pillows, bowed her head and looked at Inuyasha, his face framed by her legs from her viewpoint. And why in the world was he upside down? Wasn't he part dog demon? Then why was he upside down like a bat demon? Kagome frowned. "You're attached?" Kagome asked and wondered if it was to the ceiling.
Inuyasha rolled his eyes. That was probably all the information he could get out of her. And what in the world had he been saying? He'd admitted that he liked her! That couldn't possibly be true! Inuyasha knew what it was. He'd meant that he liked her kisses. Yes. That was it. He was sexually attracted to her, and that was it. And why not? He was a man, after all, and she was a.... well, right now he was thinking she'd drunk so much she had brain damage. The only thing that would cure that was a nap, but, nooo.... Kagome looked like she was hyped up on cocoa. "It's not important. Now, how about I go get you some bread to snack on? It might manage to soak up some of that alcohol in your system and keep you from getting really ill lately. Although you'll still probably be plain old ill....."
Kagome huffed and threw a pillow at him then began giggling again and shook her head. "No. I don't wanna any breadie." Kagome said with a deceive nod. "Although," Kagome began as she slid off of the bed and made her way around it. The long way. Because somehow she found herself at the window and at the hidden door before she found herself before him. "Can I look at your teeth again?"
"Why?" he asked, but her fingertips were already brushing against his skin. His breath was still as he parted his lips, reminding himself that he needed air to live. He swallowed nervously, licking his lips. "Why is it that you seem to like touching me?" His words made his mouth kiss her fingers as he spoke, as he remembered how her hands had pressed against the taught skin of his stomach as he had hovered above her....
Kagome passed her fingers over his fangs again. "I like them..." Kagome explained leaning close and brushing her fingers against his fangs then against her wound.
Leaning down close, her breath brushing over his mouth, Kagome parted her lips - and jumped back. Almost falling over her feet, Kagome rushed to Miroku's room. She wanted some more to drink, flinging the secret doorway open, Kagome fell through it and into Miroku's room, and stared up at the messed up bed.
Miroku arched his back and looked over at her, his outfit the only thing covering him and Sango. "You know, if you want to watch, I can get into it... But- INUYASHA!" Miroku shouted and sighed. Couldn't the man handle his own woman? Really. How rude. Maybe it should be Inuyasha watching and not Kagome. "Sango," Miroku began caressing her bare shoulder, "please, one minute." He barely managed to mutter out in a restrained voice, before throwing something through the open door into Inuyasha's room and hearing it crash. "I'll get you for this Inu-pup!"
Flopping down on the bed, he debated getting back up. He didn't really want to. Inuyasha eventually pulled himself up, and ducked a flying boot. He watched as his mirror shattered. Seven years bad luck for Miroku, then.
Sango giggled, and squirmed beneath Miroku. She reached under the bed and pulled out the demon monk's sutra. "You know, if you really want to try something, maybe we could do this one. Oh! Or this one could be quite a show!"
Inuyasha glared at Kagome. He took it all back! She was just a thorn in his side! How could he have even thought about helping to escape? First thing when she was sober, he'd throw her in the cell room downstairs. Let somebody else deal with her! Even as he thought it he felt the muscles in his throat tightening, as if he were going to growl. He blinked when he saw Miroku. "You're right. She is good for you. Come on, Kagome. Why would you even want to see this? Then again.... Miroku, do you think I really could let her watch? I have some errands to do."
Miroku kissed his wife and leaned up on his elbows to glare at his friend. "Inuyasha, believe it or not... I've finally found a woman to bare my children, knows how to drink Sake- We're kinda busy right now, and though I am teaching her the wonderful art of..." Miroku glanced over his shoulder and watched her check out the sketches and practically choked. "Leave her here and I will corrupt her." Miroku finally managed to let out in a gutter growl, a burning heat in his eyes. "You know what? I'll make it a bargain for you." Sitting up, Miroku -oddly enough for him- was careful the clothes shouldn't reveal Sango and took the book from her.
"It's alright. I learned it by heart." Miroku promised and tossed it at Kagome. "Inuyasha.." Miroku muttered.
Kagome blinked and looked down at the pictures. "Inuyasha??" Kagome asked looking up at him. Wow, he really was tall. "What's this?" Kagome asked pointing at one of the drawings. It didn't look very sexual, just very... flexible. "Wanna try it?"
"Don't think so," he replied without even looking at her. "What's the bargain? You watch her and get to corrupt her and I get to do my errands?" he asked curiously. It sounded fine to him.
That was that. Miroku kissed Sango deeply. "Just... Don't move. Alright?" Miroku asked and got out of bed. Without bothering to cover himself up, he grabbed Kagome roughly by the sleeve of Inuyasha's shirt. "Get out." He warned and turned glowing green eyes at Inuyasha. "What was it you said? If I touch her...?" Miroku asked, figuring there was one way to teach his friend about behavior towards women.
Kagome on her behalf let out a gasp and slapped him away before whimpering. "That hurts..."
Sango pulled the covers around herself, her cheeks a little pink. "Miroku! Stop that!" she snapped. When he glanced at her, she smiled and patted the mattress. "Mirooooku! Come back the beeeedddd!"
The other demon glared at Miroku. "You know exactly what I said." He shoved himself between them, his body literally pushing Kagome away from Miroku. Inuyasha liked the ex-priest and all, but sometimes Miroku could be a real bastard. Inuyasha would never understand how he could treat his own people so badly! He gently placed his hand on Kagome's shoulder, truly hoping that Miroku's grip, however unnecessary, had sobered her up a little bit. "Come on, Kagome. Sorry to have interrupted, Miroku, but I'm still going to demand that you give me a new mirror as you just broke mine."
Miroku thought about it for a minute. "I broke a mirror?" He asked and accompanied Inuyasha and Kagome to the trapped door. "Make sure when she's awake, to have her do a good luck spell for me." Miroku grinned and grabbed a hold of Inuyasha's arm forcefully. "You finally got a woman, what the hell is wrong with you?" Miroku hissed, "I heard Sesshomaru talking. You're doing it again, Inuyasha."
Kagome looked over at Inuyasha and walked out of Miroku's room with a lot of confusion and plunked herself before the broken mirror in Inuyasha's room and began collecting the pieces.
He shifted his gaze between Kagome and Miroku, his face in a glare when it faced the later. "Well as long as he doesn't hear any confirming remarks from you, there shouldn't be any problem. I won't give him a chance to treat me like that again. I'm going to be on my best behavior until we get back home. What would you have me do, Miroku? Seduce her? Even you'd have a hard time doing that. She's a chipper drunk."
Miroku grinned. "I know! They're the best kind! Go to it Yasha!" Miroku said and shoved his friend through the door. "If the boat is a rockin', don't come a knockin'. Got it? Good!" He said and slammed the door shut. Turning around, he opened his arms wide for Sango. "Sango! My love!"
Kagome looked up from the glass shards on the floor and smiled slightly at Inuyasha. "I've been acting silly, haven't I?" She asked and hissed, looking down at her cut finger. She really shouldn't have picked the mirror pieces up with her bare hands. "I don't want you to get in trouble again." Kagome whispered watching the blood trickle down her forefinger.
"You always have to cut yourself, don't you?" The towel was still on the floor. He picked it up and pressed it into her palms, drying up the blood and putting a little bit of pressure on them so that they'd stop bleeding. "And yes, you have been silly. And I don't want me to get in trouble either. So no more drinking parties with Sango, you hear?"
Sango, on the other hand, was more than willing to have more drinking parties with Kagome. But the other human was far from her mind as she leapt into Miroku's awaiting arms and kissed him passionately, not giving a damn that he was a demon. It wasn't the alcohol talking, it was... well, if anybody ever asked her, all she'd have to do was tell them to take a real look at Miroku.
Kagome sighed and clasped her hand over Inuyasha's, somewhat holding him in place. "Was my blood bad?" Kagome asked with a shy smile and blush. "I mean, you practically jumped back when I offered it to you again." Kagome whispered and allowed her fingers to trail over his. "No more drinking parties, I promise." She said still slightly tipsy, probably about to forget it anyway. "I mean, was it really bad? 'Cause like, I don't drink, like, blood, like, but when yours kinda dripped into my throat it wasn't all that bad... Was mine worse?"
"No... what?" He stared at her, but he knew his ears hadn't deceived him. She had just said that his blood... oh, fuck! He repeated the thought out loud, and fell off his feet with surprise. He pulled Kagome closer, careful not to touch her where Miroku had, in case he also hurt her. But... it had been self-defense! That didn't count, right? "Kagome... are you serious?"
Kagome blinked and stared at him as though he was the drunken one now. "Nothing about you tastes bad, not even your kisses." Kagome said enjoying the closer feel to him. She didn't remember why, but earlier she knew she wasn't suppose to feel close and it hurt her, and now she felt close and she liked it. "I'm sowwie I taste bad."
Inuyasha sighed, and put the knowledge that she like his kisses away to be poured over at a better moment. "Oh, Kagome." He wanted to tell her what exactly it had felt like for him, feeling her soul and her magic pouring into every ounce of his body, but he couldn't. He'd gotten caught with his pants down one too many times the past two days. 'Well, one day and my shirt off, really.' "Listen to me and listen carefully, Kagome. Never speak of that again. Never! Do you understand me?"
Kagome looked offended and poked Inuyasha's nose with her own. "Talk about what?" She asked fighting the sudden urge to bite him. Instead, she felt up his ear.
He ignored the desire to purr. Damn her! How come she always had to reach over and start toying with him? "About blood. You can't talk about it, anymore. It's... it's a dangerous topic, okay?" His grip accidentally tightened on Kagome. "Let me guess, you like my ears too, right? How many ears do I have in your intoxicated vision?"
"Two..." Kagome said, allowing herself to purr even if he didn't let himself. "Fine, no talking about blood." Kagome said and wrapped her arms around his neck, dropping the towel away Kagome ran her fingers over his cheeks. "I like your ears a lot..." Kagome said her fingers again running over his lips, leaving a droplet of blood there. "I want ears like that."
He chuckled gently. "Your ears are fine the way they are. You don't need ears like mine." He licked his lips, tasting the blood she'd run over them. The taste of her made his veins start to burn. If he touched her now, in any way, she'd never forgive him! He had to control himself! 'Damn it, what the hell am I? A man or a beast? . . . . Nevermind.' Still.... he reached out and traced her ear with one of his nails.
Why couldn't she just say it? She'd already admitted that he liked his kisses. Why couldn't she just say that she wanted him to kiss her whenever he damn well thought about it, and that she wouldn't give a rat's ass about it because she wanted just as much as he did and forget all this shit about them having some deal that she could do whatever he wanted to her and she'd go along willingly because she didn't want to be killed?
Kagome leaned close and kissed his lips with butterfly kisses, tenderly and lightly. "Your nails feel nice..." Kagome whispered and stared up at him. "Inuyasha?" Kagome asked softly, then leaned close and kissed him again. "Can't you...?"
Inuyasha stared back, frozen to the spot. "Can't I what?" His brain felt too foggy to think.
Leaning up, Kagome kissed him again. He tasted so sweet... And fresh, she licked nipping at him with her own teeth and wished he'd nip at her. "Can't you. Move out of the way?" Kagome asked feeling her stomach begin to heave. "I'm willing to eat some of that demon bread now. I think I'm about to hurl." Kagome said, wrapping an arm around her stomach.
AN: PoF is on vacation so it's my turn to write the AN!
Sierra: Thank you for the compliment! And I never saw what people liked about lemons so much. Grapefruits are much juicer and tastier! ^_~
Storymind: We're not teasing you! We are teasing Inuyasha. And hanging him on a hook and playing with him.
DemonKitty: I know! Who would want to wash their lips clean after Inuyasha kissed them? Well, I guess Inuyasha will just have to teach her better then that.
The-Real-Rosie-Gamgee: All I know is that I have a Beatles song playing in my head. I don't know why. Or which. But it is very hard to think around it.
Eidolon Griffin: Awwww come on! It's not nice to glare!
LilNezumi LilInu: Complicated, true.. But come on, you know you would love to live there with them. Just stay out of Sesshy's room, k? It's my claim, and Miroku's is PoF's. She just needs to explain that to Sango.
We're happy and delighted to see more new names as well as our old favorites! Thank you ALL for the compliments! We're glad you are enjoying our story!! We'll keep doing our best! And here. We're writing more! Hope you enjoy it! Chapter Eight!
And yeah. I suck at writing AN's so PoF's better come back from her vacation soon to write them. Otherwise the song in my head will never go away and the AN's will just deteriorate more and more. and I am gonna shush and get me some lemonade now and leave you to read the chappie.
Have fun!
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Sesshomaru watched her saunter around the room. "For a pirate, you are quite curious." Sesshomaru said flatly from behind his oak desk. Fingertips pressed against fingertips, he allowed his cold powerful eyes to travel after her footsteps, following her as she paced. Narrowing his eyes in arrogance and slight disgust, he picked up between his clawed nails a long single hair that lay over his desk. Offering her the long dark hair, Sesshomaru arched a brow. "I believe this is yours."
"Phillia! How did you ever get lost? Poor little baby!" she cooed, carefully scraping the long strand of hair around her wrist. Yura licked her lips, wetting the red coloring. She peered at Sesshomaru slyly. "Who ever said that pirates can't be curious?" she demanded in a childish manner. "Is it true what the rumors say, Captain Sesshomaru? Is Miroku really taken?"
Sesshomaru actually felt like growling. Why was he wasting his time? Oh. Yes. The little half-breed was being dismissing towards him. And disobeying him. "Yes. It is. He took a wife." Sesshomaru said and looked down at the yellowing paper on his desk. "It's written there ink on paper. Right next to the maps needed to get back to the home world." Sesshomaru stated flatly. "Apparently, one of your hair demons may have had a run in with his wife, about a year back. Demon slayer, Sango. Ring any bells?"
Yura pondered it, jumping up on the corner of the desk, the long legs revealed by her black skirt moving in little circles. "Oh," she sighed. "I remember her. She took one of my best hairs! And she had such long hair. a plain color, but thick. I wanted it so badly." She huffed and looked down at herself. Miroku could have had her and instead he had taken that little slayer? What did Sango have that Yura didn't? Besides Excalibur, assuredly one of the best pieces in her collection. She leaned further on his desk. "You don't see anything wrong with this body, do you, Captain?"
Sesshomaru narrowed his eyes at her. Cold static between them, as his expression revealed nothing. "You are leaning over my desk. Remove yourself."
Shit. Maybe there was something wrong with her body. Hopping off the couch, she crossed her arms and pouted. "Fine. So what was it you wanted to speak to me about, then?"
"About the second in command half-breed, Inuyasha." Sesshomaru said, with little distaste, his eyes never once leaving her form, or allowing her eyes to shy away from his predatory gaze. Enjoying the unnerve he caused, Sesshomaru's eyes glittered with boredom, looking almost tired. Lowering his hands beneath the desk, he reclined back in his chair. "He has a little pet in his room." Sesshomaru explained, trying to keep this a "family matter" as much as possible. "He is suppose to kill her once he is done playing with her." Sesshomaru said and in a movement too fast for her to react to, to run, to move, barely even blink he pulled his sword out of its sheath and split the strand of hair crawling over his desk in two. A perfect split, right down the core of the hair follicle, into the root. "Keep them leashed." He warned in a sleepy voice.
"I want you to find out his intentions. When, where and how. Do you think you are up for that, Yura of the Hair?" Sesshomaru asked, using her title to make it clear to her, this was not Sesshomaru asking for a favor, but the Captain, leader and once King making her a formal request.
She pouted, and pulled back the rest of the hair. That one always had been jealous of Sesshomaru and his silver hair. She would love to get her hands on that hair! It was so nicer than that of his half brother's. Yura shivered under his gaze and bowed. "He reveals little, but I can get under his skin. But to get that close to a half breed.." Her shiver turned into a shudder. "Still, as you ordered me to do it, I will discover what I will."
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Her eyes fluttered open. She had a terrible headache. This was more than her usual drinking headache. What had gone on last night? She remembered there'd been a cute boy. A really hot boy. She remembered flirting with him, though she couldn't remember what she'd said. Was it just her, or was the ship rocking?
She slowly sat up and looked around her. There hadn't been an ocean out the window when she fell asleep. Wait. Had she fallen asleep, or had she passed out from her drink? There was only one sure thought she had, and it was strong enough to sober her right up. "What the fuck?!" she screamed. "I've been kidnapped!" She sniffed the air, and the smell threatened her stomach. "I've been kidnapped by demons!"
Reaching into her boot, she pulled out a tiny dagger and all but lunged at the door. She tried to knob, but it was locked, and would only unlock with a key. She jabbed her dagger into the hinges, ready to drag the pins out by her teeth if she had to! The dagger turned white hot and dropped from her hands as she screeched. The blade was melted out of a recognizable form.
'Fuck that! I'm not gonna melt my teeth like that!' She only saw one more thing left to do. She pounded and kicked on the door. "Let me out of here, you bastards!! Let me out of here right this instant or I'll fucking kill every single one of assholes! Somebody unlock this bloody door!!"
Kagome threw her head back, wet hair dripping over the floor. "Huh?" She muttered looking over towards the wall. "Oh... Miroku's girl?" She asked herself out loud and walked over to the wall. It sounded like a girl, and she was screaming... Shippo had called Miroku when he did Inuyasha, hadn't he? So... Kagome ran to her bed, -since when did she refer to Inuyasha's bed as her own!?- and grabbed the bow and arrows. Moving her fingers over the wall panels, Kagome remembered the claim Inuyasha made on her, who was to say some demon hadn't gone into Miroku's room not knowing about the girl?
Finding the panel, Kagome used it and rushed through the secret opening into the other room. Trying not to jump when the passage slammed shut behind her. Arrow ready to be shot, Kagome looked around and spotted the girl. "What's going on? Are you alright?"
The girl spun around and found a human girl pointing an arrow at her. She affixed her hair, her fingers fumbling with her hair clip as she pulled out yet another hidden dagger, just incase this female wasn't all she seemed. "I'm fine," Miroku's 'wife' answered. "I'm a demon hunter. I can take care of myself. I'm completely in control of every single situation I find myself in. Yup. Even this one. Are you a demon hunter too?"
"Eh...? Well... No." Kagome said carefully looking around and then lowered her arrow. "I'm a Priestess. You're Miroku's wife, right?" Kagome asked slinging the arrow back into the quiver over her shoulder and hung the bow from the other. "My name's, Kagome." She introduced holding her hand out. "Ironic that a demon hunter should be onboard this ship." Kagome said watching the girl suspiciously. Was she really Miroku's wife?
"Miroku! That's right! That was the guy's name! I knew something was up with him! No priest could ever really drink that much!" She slammed her fist into her palm, forgetting that she was holding a knife. Luckily, it missed. Her brown eyes were searching the room for something to break. Something to break into hundreds of little pieces. "About as ironic as finding a priestess here. My name's Sango," she introduced, shaking Kagome's hand with a tight grip.
"Yeah well... At least I didn't marry one of 'em." Kagome muttered and watched the girl get pissed. Well, he did say she was feisty. "Well, he isn't quite a priest either." Kagome said breaking the obvious news to her. "But he seems nice enough... Are you alright?"
Sango whipped her head around to face Kagome again, holding and extra seat of prayer beads that she's picked up from the floor in her hands. "I'm not anybody's wife! I may have gotten drunk, and I may have said some things that I now regret, but I never married a demon!" In her frustration, she accidentally broke the necklace, sending beads everywhere. Sango sighed. "And you already asked me that. And I'm just fine. I can't wait till he comes back so I can kill that son of a bitch!" Only know did she notice that her dagger was sticking out her glove. She pulled it out and put it back away. "I'm just a wee bit stressed," she finally admitted.
Kagome nodded in agreement. "Well, maybe when he gets back you should ask him to tell you what exactly happened last night?" Kagome offered, not knowing why she was trying to save a demon's life. "I may have gotten things wrong." Kagome said turning to look at the closed wall panel. Well, shit. How was she suppose to get back into Inuyasha's room now? "But yeah, talk to him. He seems... Reasonable enough."
She all but sighed. Miroku didn't seem just reasonable! He could hold his own in a drinking contest (or did being a demon count as cheating?), handsome, a shameless flirt! ....Too bad he wasn't human!
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Inuyasha rolled his eyes as he walked down the hallway with Miroku. "Well, that was completely and utterly uninforming. You already told me everything Sesshomaru announced, minus how long it's gonna take us to reach the island." He opened the door and blinked.
It was empty.
Her bow was gone.
His hand frozen to the doorknob, he glanced at Miroku. "Ah...." He paused, trying to find the best words to say. "She's gone."
His ears twitched when he heard girls laughing. Miroku's neck stiffened, telling Inuyasha that the once human monk had heard it to. At first the sound confused them, but then they realized it was coming from Miroku's room. Their stances relaxed slightly as Miroku touched the doorknob with his hand and it magically swung open.
There were Kagome and Sango, sitting around a flask of sake and giggling like.. well.... drunks! Sango spotted them and hiccuped. "Hello again, Miroku! Fancy meeting a priest like you on a ship like this! It's come to my attention, lover, that when you asked me to bear your children, you neglected a few facts!"
Miroku stood there and looked over at Inuyasha. "You can tell she's my type, can't you?" He asked grinning like a mad man.
Kagome sat and looked up at Inuyasha and stuck her tongue out at him. "Hello my jailer! Warden, did I break my parole?" She asked and took another sip. It felt good to drink. She hadn't drunk in a couple of days and it filled her empty stomach.
Inuyasha groaned and slammed his head into Miroku's bookcase. She hadn't eaten in over a day and she was sitting in Miroku's room drinking rice wine? "I think they're both your type!"
Sango clapped her hands and ran over to Inuyasha and began to tug at his ears. "Ohhhh! They're so cute! I've never met a demon that had such cute ears before!"
He pulled her off him and pointed the drunk woman in Miroku's direction. "Please, fondle him, not me."
Miroku opened his arms invitingly to her. "Please, fondle me. Not him." He said grinning and taking the girl in his arms. "I knew you were the right pick. A girl who drinks, plays with knives and is willing to bare my children. We should get working on that, you know." He said and looked at Inuyasha, for a moment looking almost thoughtful. "Instead of banging my bookcase, shouldn't you be...." Miroku trailed off and laughed looking at Kagome. "Her?"
"He does have cute ears! Doesn't he?" Kagome asked and giggled. "They feel nice too. But they are the only nice thing about him! Well, maybe, minus his lips. Oh! And he has a nice chest! But shhhhh! I'm not suppose to tell." Kagome giggled. "You two would have SUCH cute kids! Can they have puppy ears too?"
"Oh? Wha? Oh, no no no!" Kagome said standing up a bit shakily and wagging her finger, which made her dizzy. "No banging. He isn't interested in me." Kagome said and nodded, wow, the room was going up and down even worse then before. Damn sea and its currents. "He should stay right where he is, banging the bookcase. Careful, it didn't agree to bare your young." Kagome pointed out before falling back onto the floor. "Ouch... My butt..."
Sango nodded. "We should work on that right now!" she agreed, pulling herself up and locking her legs around Miroku's waist.
Inuyasha's lips tightened. He only hoped that Miroku wouldn't notice the way his cheeks began to turn red when she said she liked his chest. He liked hers too, but really, that was beyond the point! He picked Kagome up and tossed her over his shoulder. Reaching up, he touched the hidden button on the ceiling, and the hidden door swung open. It swung closed behind him. Inuyasha slammed his own door shut before he threw Kagome on the bed, standing over her.
Kagome landed in a fit of giggles. "Shouldn't you be waaaaaaaay over there with the bookc- What happened to the bookcase?" Kagome asked leaning up on her elbows and looking around then up at Inuyasha. "You look taller."
"That's because you're drunk," Inuyasha pointed out, wondering if she was too intoxicated to understand. From the other room he heard Sango's already familiar laughter and Miroku's moans. He didn't want to know what was going on in there. He bent down, knowing this might be one of the few times to talk to the Kagome who didn't have boundaries up. "Now, outta curiosity, what's all this about you liking my chest?"
Kagome tilted her head back to look at him. "Yep. Definitely taller- I'm drunk? Really??" Kagome asked and began to giggle. "Well, that would explain why I'm not crying at seeing you!" Kagome said throwing her hand onto his leg and laughing. "What? Oh, your chest? No, it's not like mine. I have," Kagome looked down and cupped, "these! You don't! You have a nice chest. I like it. Sorry I scratched it though." Kagome said with a frown and looked at her nails, now the center of her world. "Oooo I got the blood out..."
He sat down next to her on the bed, speaking to her like he would a young child. "Why in the world would you cry when you see me?" He honestly didn't know what he had done wrong!
"Because you don't give a damn." She said simply, sobering up for a moment and looking at the ceiling. "I thought you did. I was wrong." She whispered then tilted her head to look at the ceiling from a different angle. "Oh! It looks like butterflies!"
Inuyasha didn't want to know what looked like butterflies. He took her by her shoulders, rubbing them gently, as if she were sober enough to actually pay attention and be relaxed by his comforting gesture. "Kagome, listen to me, and listen to me carefully. If I didn't give a damn, do you think I would have apologized? Do you think I would have promised you my protection? Do you think I would have saved you from jumping out of the window?"
Kagome shrugged. "Well, you are a weird one." She said and sat up giggling. "A deal is a deal, right? Right! Now, I am going to play- Where is my bow?" Kagome asked and slid off of the bed heading for the secret door. "I forgot it... Why is Sango screaming?" Kagome asked cocking her head like a confused puppy at the wall. "Oh! Something must be wrong!" Kagome decided as she got up to go help her new found friend.
Inuyasha grabbed her and pulled her back on the bed, this time holding her in his lap. He automatically realized how much of a bad idea that was. Now she was closer, now he could feel the heat coming off her skin. He tried to ignore it, telling himself it was different than getting used to Miroku's sex life. "Fine, let's have a different question, then. Did you say you like my kisses?"
Kagome smacked his chest. "I gotta go help Sango! Oh and Miroku! They are being attacked!" Kagome protested then looked at him with a silly look of confusion. "What of it?"
"Well... don't you hate me?"
"No. I like you a lot." Kagome said then poked him. "Wassdisabout?" She asked in one long slur.
He felt like a guilt was suddenly lifted from his heart. He wanted to drown her in kisses, but he couldn't. He promised her that he wouldn't, unless she told him it was okay. Now he added another, more personal vow on that. He wouldn't kiss her again until she told him that she wanted him too, that way he'd know she wasn't offering her to him again. He smiled. "It's nothing, Kagome. What else do you like about me?"
Kagome frowned at him, figuring there was some trick here that she was missing. She was very tempted to stick her tongue out at him, instead however, she hiccuped. "Um," Kagome began then blinked at him. "What were we talking about?" She muttered ruffling her already disheveled hair. "OH yeah! Likes. Well, I like green tea- No. wait. we weren't talking about that, were we?" Kagome said and tilted her head back and stretched back like a kitten before giggling insanely. "I like Sake!" Kagome said and leaned close, placing her face directly in the way of Inuyasha's. "Do you have Sake? Can I have Sake? Sango has Sake! Sake-ke-ke.! Do you like Sake?" She asked then cocked her head to the side. "Ooo. You have pretty eyes. they're golden with specks of yellow." Kagome said running her finger tips down from the bangs of his hair, over his eyebrows, eyelids, drifting over his cheeks and finishing on his lips. "I like your eyes. They're gorgeous. Eyes are the windows to the soul you know." She said peering into them, as though she could actually see a soul in there, which oddly enough, she did. And it glowed beautifully, like the brightest star in the sky.
He tried not to blink. Okay, so, if this really was the Kagome without any barriers up, then she liked his eyes. Inuyasha felt his cheeks start to turn red. His voice was quiet now, instead of soft; nervous instead of caring. "Tell me more," he said.
If this was all false, if it was the ramblings of a woman who was drunk instead of a woman who let her mind spoke freely, he'd be glad to have Sesshomaru kill him. He'd welcome it. Inuyasha just didn't know why; why he could care so much about what Kagome thought of him, he just knew that if she hated him, he'd never be able to recover.
"Hm..." Kagome said settling down on his lap like a child. "I dunno. A lot of stuff...." Kagome said, her fingers playing on his lips. Pulling the lower one down and watching it bounce back up, sliding her finger into his mouth and pry it open. "You're a pirate and a half demon." Kagome said wrinkling her nose, her fingers still playing about in his mouth, rubbing against his teeth and lips. "It's not the demon part that bothers me." Kagome said peering at his mouth inspecting it. "But you're decent, I like that... Ouch!" Kagome piped and jumped back, holding her finger to her lips and sucking on it. "Your teeth are sharp! Oooo... I like 'em too..." Kagome said and bobbed her head up and down enthusiastically, agreeing full heartily with herself.
Breath caught in his throat as she touched him, it took all his restraint not to grab her and torture her the same way she was him. When she accidentally cut herself, he felt a pang of guilt. He touched his teeth gently, for the first time liking them, simply because Kagome did. He gently took her hand, pulling it toward him and unwinding her fingers so that he could make sure the cut hadn't been too deep. His fingertips trailed over the palm. Her skin was so smooth, but she had an aim and strength that was made out of iron and fire. So... this wasn't touching her, right? Oh, who was he kidding? Inuyasha let her have the hand back when he saw it was only a little cut. "If it's not the demon that bothers you," he inquired not aware how odd it sounded, for her to be unafraid of the demon blood in him. "Then is it the pirate?"
Kagome began petting his cheek, the way a mother comforted a child. "I don't like what pirates do..." Kagome whispered softly then kissing his forehead above his third eye. "But you aren't like other pirates, are you?" Kagome asked leaning back and looking at him with big hopeful eyes, almost expectantly. "Can I roll the dice and change the person? I want you to answer the questions now!"
Although he didn't know what dice she was referring to, he nodded anyway. "Kagome," he sighed. "I swear to whatever God or Gods you want, that the worse action I've ever done was kidnapping two priestesses, you and Kikyo. I swear that's the worst, even though you won't remember me saying this once your sober. I can't change what I am, but I'll try me best to change whatever it is I need to, so that you won't be afraid of me."
Kagome cocked her head to the side and blinked repeatedly. "But. I'm not."
"You aren't?" Inuyasha was so confused! This whole conversation seemed to be running around in circles! He shook his head, trying to break free of the loop. "Why don't I go get you some food? You must be famished!"
Kagome put steadying hands on his shoulders and shook her head. "Do you like me?" Kagome asked her fingertips running over his eyelashes. "And Sake? You didn't answer the Sake question." Kagome pointed out, her finger jabbing him in the chest. "I might be drunk! But that doesn't mean I'm drunk!" Kagome said then paused tossing a speculating look towards the wall behind her. "The demon must've killed 'em," Kagome hiccuped, "they stopped screaming."
'Or, mercilessly, they've finally stopped.' His hope was shattered when his sensitive ears heard a drunken Sango muttered something that sounded like 'Wanna have another go?' He pushed the noises to the farthest part of his mind so he could concentrate solely on Kagome.
"Yes, I like rice wine as much as the next guy, but not on an empty stomach, and I don't nearly drink as much as you. And yes, I do like you."
Kagome blinked. "You don't act that way." She said and looked sad. "I'm not a lush, I was just thirsty." Kagome murmured then pushed Inuyasha back onto the bed, and crawled over and off of him towards the head of the bed.
He sat back up when she was off him. "Maybe it hasn't occurred to you yet, but if anybody finds out that I actually like spending time with you, they'll kill you right away. I'm not supposed to get attached."
Kagome, who was on all fours on her crawling path to the pillows, bowed her head and looked at Inuyasha, his face framed by her legs from her viewpoint. And why in the world was he upside down? Wasn't he part dog demon? Then why was he upside down like a bat demon? Kagome frowned. "You're attached?" Kagome asked and wondered if it was to the ceiling.
Inuyasha rolled his eyes. That was probably all the information he could get out of her. And what in the world had he been saying? He'd admitted that he liked her! That couldn't possibly be true! Inuyasha knew what it was. He'd meant that he liked her kisses. Yes. That was it. He was sexually attracted to her, and that was it. And why not? He was a man, after all, and she was a.... well, right now he was thinking she'd drunk so much she had brain damage. The only thing that would cure that was a nap, but, nooo.... Kagome looked like she was hyped up on cocoa. "It's not important. Now, how about I go get you some bread to snack on? It might manage to soak up some of that alcohol in your system and keep you from getting really ill lately. Although you'll still probably be plain old ill....."
Kagome huffed and threw a pillow at him then began giggling again and shook her head. "No. I don't wanna any breadie." Kagome said with a deceive nod. "Although," Kagome began as she slid off of the bed and made her way around it. The long way. Because somehow she found herself at the window and at the hidden door before she found herself before him. "Can I look at your teeth again?"
"Why?" he asked, but her fingertips were already brushing against his skin. His breath was still as he parted his lips, reminding himself that he needed air to live. He swallowed nervously, licking his lips. "Why is it that you seem to like touching me?" His words made his mouth kiss her fingers as he spoke, as he remembered how her hands had pressed against the taught skin of his stomach as he had hovered above her....
Kagome passed her fingers over his fangs again. "I like them..." Kagome explained leaning close and brushing her fingers against his fangs then against her wound.
Leaning down close, her breath brushing over his mouth, Kagome parted her lips - and jumped back. Almost falling over her feet, Kagome rushed to Miroku's room. She wanted some more to drink, flinging the secret doorway open, Kagome fell through it and into Miroku's room, and stared up at the messed up bed.
Miroku arched his back and looked over at her, his outfit the only thing covering him and Sango. "You know, if you want to watch, I can get into it... But- INUYASHA!" Miroku shouted and sighed. Couldn't the man handle his own woman? Really. How rude. Maybe it should be Inuyasha watching and not Kagome. "Sango," Miroku began caressing her bare shoulder, "please, one minute." He barely managed to mutter out in a restrained voice, before throwing something through the open door into Inuyasha's room and hearing it crash. "I'll get you for this Inu-pup!"
Flopping down on the bed, he debated getting back up. He didn't really want to. Inuyasha eventually pulled himself up, and ducked a flying boot. He watched as his mirror shattered. Seven years bad luck for Miroku, then.
Sango giggled, and squirmed beneath Miroku. She reached under the bed and pulled out the demon monk's sutra. "You know, if you really want to try something, maybe we could do this one. Oh! Or this one could be quite a show!"
Inuyasha glared at Kagome. He took it all back! She was just a thorn in his side! How could he have even thought about helping to escape? First thing when she was sober, he'd throw her in the cell room downstairs. Let somebody else deal with her! Even as he thought it he felt the muscles in his throat tightening, as if he were going to growl. He blinked when he saw Miroku. "You're right. She is good for you. Come on, Kagome. Why would you even want to see this? Then again.... Miroku, do you think I really could let her watch? I have some errands to do."
Miroku kissed his wife and leaned up on his elbows to glare at his friend. "Inuyasha, believe it or not... I've finally found a woman to bare my children, knows how to drink Sake- We're kinda busy right now, and though I am teaching her the wonderful art of..." Miroku glanced over his shoulder and watched her check out the sketches and practically choked. "Leave her here and I will corrupt her." Miroku finally managed to let out in a gutter growl, a burning heat in his eyes. "You know what? I'll make it a bargain for you." Sitting up, Miroku -oddly enough for him- was careful the clothes shouldn't reveal Sango and took the book from her.
"It's alright. I learned it by heart." Miroku promised and tossed it at Kagome. "Inuyasha.." Miroku muttered.
Kagome blinked and looked down at the pictures. "Inuyasha??" Kagome asked looking up at him. Wow, he really was tall. "What's this?" Kagome asked pointing at one of the drawings. It didn't look very sexual, just very... flexible. "Wanna try it?"
"Don't think so," he replied without even looking at her. "What's the bargain? You watch her and get to corrupt her and I get to do my errands?" he asked curiously. It sounded fine to him.
That was that. Miroku kissed Sango deeply. "Just... Don't move. Alright?" Miroku asked and got out of bed. Without bothering to cover himself up, he grabbed Kagome roughly by the sleeve of Inuyasha's shirt. "Get out." He warned and turned glowing green eyes at Inuyasha. "What was it you said? If I touch her...?" Miroku asked, figuring there was one way to teach his friend about behavior towards women.
Kagome on her behalf let out a gasp and slapped him away before whimpering. "That hurts..."
Sango pulled the covers around herself, her cheeks a little pink. "Miroku! Stop that!" she snapped. When he glanced at her, she smiled and patted the mattress. "Mirooooku! Come back the beeeedddd!"
The other demon glared at Miroku. "You know exactly what I said." He shoved himself between them, his body literally pushing Kagome away from Miroku. Inuyasha liked the ex-priest and all, but sometimes Miroku could be a real bastard. Inuyasha would never understand how he could treat his own people so badly! He gently placed his hand on Kagome's shoulder, truly hoping that Miroku's grip, however unnecessary, had sobered her up a little bit. "Come on, Kagome. Sorry to have interrupted, Miroku, but I'm still going to demand that you give me a new mirror as you just broke mine."
Miroku thought about it for a minute. "I broke a mirror?" He asked and accompanied Inuyasha and Kagome to the trapped door. "Make sure when she's awake, to have her do a good luck spell for me." Miroku grinned and grabbed a hold of Inuyasha's arm forcefully. "You finally got a woman, what the hell is wrong with you?" Miroku hissed, "I heard Sesshomaru talking. You're doing it again, Inuyasha."
Kagome looked over at Inuyasha and walked out of Miroku's room with a lot of confusion and plunked herself before the broken mirror in Inuyasha's room and began collecting the pieces.
He shifted his gaze between Kagome and Miroku, his face in a glare when it faced the later. "Well as long as he doesn't hear any confirming remarks from you, there shouldn't be any problem. I won't give him a chance to treat me like that again. I'm going to be on my best behavior until we get back home. What would you have me do, Miroku? Seduce her? Even you'd have a hard time doing that. She's a chipper drunk."
Miroku grinned. "I know! They're the best kind! Go to it Yasha!" Miroku said and shoved his friend through the door. "If the boat is a rockin', don't come a knockin'. Got it? Good!" He said and slammed the door shut. Turning around, he opened his arms wide for Sango. "Sango! My love!"
Kagome looked up from the glass shards on the floor and smiled slightly at Inuyasha. "I've been acting silly, haven't I?" She asked and hissed, looking down at her cut finger. She really shouldn't have picked the mirror pieces up with her bare hands. "I don't want you to get in trouble again." Kagome whispered watching the blood trickle down her forefinger.
"You always have to cut yourself, don't you?" The towel was still on the floor. He picked it up and pressed it into her palms, drying up the blood and putting a little bit of pressure on them so that they'd stop bleeding. "And yes, you have been silly. And I don't want me to get in trouble either. So no more drinking parties with Sango, you hear?"
Sango, on the other hand, was more than willing to have more drinking parties with Kagome. But the other human was far from her mind as she leapt into Miroku's awaiting arms and kissed him passionately, not giving a damn that he was a demon. It wasn't the alcohol talking, it was... well, if anybody ever asked her, all she'd have to do was tell them to take a real look at Miroku.
Kagome sighed and clasped her hand over Inuyasha's, somewhat holding him in place. "Was my blood bad?" Kagome asked with a shy smile and blush. "I mean, you practically jumped back when I offered it to you again." Kagome whispered and allowed her fingers to trail over his. "No more drinking parties, I promise." She said still slightly tipsy, probably about to forget it anyway. "I mean, was it really bad? 'Cause like, I don't drink, like, blood, like, but when yours kinda dripped into my throat it wasn't all that bad... Was mine worse?"
"No... what?" He stared at her, but he knew his ears hadn't deceived him. She had just said that his blood... oh, fuck! He repeated the thought out loud, and fell off his feet with surprise. He pulled Kagome closer, careful not to touch her where Miroku had, in case he also hurt her. But... it had been self-defense! That didn't count, right? "Kagome... are you serious?"
Kagome blinked and stared at him as though he was the drunken one now. "Nothing about you tastes bad, not even your kisses." Kagome said enjoying the closer feel to him. She didn't remember why, but earlier she knew she wasn't suppose to feel close and it hurt her, and now she felt close and she liked it. "I'm sowwie I taste bad."
Inuyasha sighed, and put the knowledge that she like his kisses away to be poured over at a better moment. "Oh, Kagome." He wanted to tell her what exactly it had felt like for him, feeling her soul and her magic pouring into every ounce of his body, but he couldn't. He'd gotten caught with his pants down one too many times the past two days. 'Well, one day and my shirt off, really.' "Listen to me and listen carefully, Kagome. Never speak of that again. Never! Do you understand me?"
Kagome looked offended and poked Inuyasha's nose with her own. "Talk about what?" She asked fighting the sudden urge to bite him. Instead, she felt up his ear.
He ignored the desire to purr. Damn her! How come she always had to reach over and start toying with him? "About blood. You can't talk about it, anymore. It's... it's a dangerous topic, okay?" His grip accidentally tightened on Kagome. "Let me guess, you like my ears too, right? How many ears do I have in your intoxicated vision?"
"Two..." Kagome said, allowing herself to purr even if he didn't let himself. "Fine, no talking about blood." Kagome said and wrapped her arms around his neck, dropping the towel away Kagome ran her fingers over his cheeks. "I like your ears a lot..." Kagome said her fingers again running over his lips, leaving a droplet of blood there. "I want ears like that."
He chuckled gently. "Your ears are fine the way they are. You don't need ears like mine." He licked his lips, tasting the blood she'd run over them. The taste of her made his veins start to burn. If he touched her now, in any way, she'd never forgive him! He had to control himself! 'Damn it, what the hell am I? A man or a beast? . . . . Nevermind.' Still.... he reached out and traced her ear with one of his nails.
Why couldn't she just say it? She'd already admitted that he liked his kisses. Why couldn't she just say that she wanted him to kiss her whenever he damn well thought about it, and that she wouldn't give a rat's ass about it because she wanted just as much as he did and forget all this shit about them having some deal that she could do whatever he wanted to her and she'd go along willingly because she didn't want to be killed?
Kagome leaned close and kissed his lips with butterfly kisses, tenderly and lightly. "Your nails feel nice..." Kagome whispered and stared up at him. "Inuyasha?" Kagome asked softly, then leaned close and kissed him again. "Can't you...?"
Inuyasha stared back, frozen to the spot. "Can't I what?" His brain felt too foggy to think.
Leaning up, Kagome kissed him again. He tasted so sweet... And fresh, she licked nipping at him with her own teeth and wished he'd nip at her. "Can't you. Move out of the way?" Kagome asked feeling her stomach begin to heave. "I'm willing to eat some of that demon bread now. I think I'm about to hurl." Kagome said, wrapping an arm around her stomach.