Disclaimer: I haven't gotten to get the real InuYasha yet... but maybe a guy with a really good
make-over will do...
Author Notes: Okay, I had to cut myself short last chapter, in the notes anyway... *audience
glares threw computer screen* "Yeah and you put it up as a cliffhanger to!" *waves hands
disparately* Ak... I was gonna be late for school OKAY!!! Well I put this up at least... n_n'
Aside from my many issues (I'm sure some of you could agree with me on that one *cough* Yui)
I've decide that aside from all the drama that seems to generate when I write this fic, It's
definitely time for some more humor... and fluff... and SHIPPOU. So that means that, aside from
reflecting what happened in the time of Inu's absence, I'm gonna try to add in some comedy and
heartache (*gigles* maybe a certain old lech will come into action) Well, what are you waiting
for... you're wasting time reading what this is going to be about, when you could be reading IT.
~*Over the Edge - Chapter 24: The Kit Knows*~
Miroku listened as the huntress stealthily made her way to the kitchen, she was almost too quiet
for him to follow, but somehow he managed with the motion of her baggy clothing. Another door
slid open, and he silently left the room, following the noise.
Her silhouette disappeared outside, where the rain pored down, and she turned from the door
going around the house. Miroku took the shortcut threw the main room, and cut her off at the
front porch, leaning into the doorway. He heard her turn the corner with her soft steps on the
wood planks, stopping swiftly in the downpour.
"If your going to sneak around, you might want to do it more quietly." He talked casually,
looking out at the bellowing clouds and avoiding her gaze.
Her form was still, and wrapped possessively in the cloak Sesshomarou had lent her. She could
only stare at him with possessed eyes, flashing of watery blues, darker than the night sky, and
cold as ice. Her long bangs fell into her dead eyes, and random locks of hair fell into her face.
She was drenched, and the pain was overwhelming as she locked her eyes on the monk before
her.
He was the source of all these problems. The one to take all she had left of her mother, and ruin
her balance with her half sister. He was the one to trigger all her hate and anger, forcing her to
restrain. She couldn't let anything out with him around... '...it would be so easy_' Seiko stopped
her thought, knowing it was not her own, it was but the moon's, forcing her against all she
controlled. She bounded from the poach, not bothering to use the stairs, and sped toward the
marshy forest with her bare feet digging into the thick mud, away from all her problems, and
away from those painful thoughts. She no longer had to hold back... as long as she didn't look
back...
Miroku sped onto the porch, getting drenched in the downpour. His hair stuck to his face, and his
clothing felt heavy as it absorbed the rain. "SEIKO!" He yelled after her, but it was no use, she
just kept running and disappeared into the storm.
Miroku let out a sigh as he stood on the porch calling after her. He was about to chase after her
when a clawed hand came to his shoulder, holding him back."Let her go."
*****
(A/N: Oi, enough with the drama already! I really need to add in some more humor and stuff...
*audience gives me that 'yeah right, we just read that last part you baka, get on with it' look*
Really. I will... now that Seiko is gone, I don't have to worry about her until later... maybe not
even for the rest of the chapter... or not n_n'''... Enjoy the rest. ~Bunny)
*****
InuYasha led Miroku inside. He'd never considered how the monk was being affected by all of
this before... but he couldn't exactly let him go after her, only to get hurt himself.
Once they were in the hut, they headed to the kitchen to dry off by the ever burning fire. Miroku
just stared into the dancing flames, wondering how he could have pushed her away like that...
'Was it really a mistake to seek her out while everyone was gone?...'
InuYasha saw the trouble on his face, and knew that it was because he didn't understand... he
wouldn't want to understand if he did. So, InuYasha walked across the kitchen and picked up one
of the flasks Fera-baba was always drinking from, it always seemed to relax her, so why not him.
He went back to the fire and sat down. The damp scent of jasmine and pine still lingered by the
door that she had used to escape, but it was fainter than ever... and that worried InuYasha.
"Here." He handed him the flask, and continued to stare at the burning wood, trying to avoid her
scent... he did not want to think of her now.
It was once Miroku opened the flask to drink, that a strange scent caught his nose. He turned to
tell Miroku not to drink it, but it was too late... the liquid was smooth, and pouring into his
mouth, gulp by gulp. InuYasha hung his head, stopping what he was about to say. 'Maybe it will
be okay for him...' He sighed. 'But how are humans affected by that much liquor?'
***
Two hours and fifty swigs later, Miroku was dancing all threw the kitchen. Fera-baba had come
in to tell them to keep it down...after all, the others were trying to sleep, but upon entering she
got a grope from a drunken monk, and decided to join in on the fun.
InuYasha watched as the two drunken fools sang and danced threw the hut, not drinking any
himself. 'I should've known this would happen... anything that strong is bound to turn them all
crazy...' He sighed and leaned back against the wall, trying to avoid their careless motions.
Soon, Kagome and Sango entered the room, rubbing their eyes and yawning. The racket had
woken them, and they wanted to know what was going on. As soon as Kagome's vision cleared,
she realized the way Miroku was acting, and as he sang the scent of liquor reached her nose. 'Is
he DRUNK?!' But Sango was busy herself, even before she was steady on her feet, the monk had
grabbed her wrists and was attempting to dance with her to the music Fera was playing on a
small drum.
Kagome walked around the whole scene, and sat next to InuYasha at the other side of the room.
He pulled her closer to him as Miroku danced a little too close. She soon found herself with her
head on his shoulder, and his muscular arms wrapped around her possessively. She liked the
feeling of being in his embrace. It was comforting... the one place she truly felt safe.
She looked up at him, studying his perfect features. She should be mad at him for everything
that's happened over the past few weeks, with Seiko, and even traveling before that... but looking
up into his amber eyes, she couldn't seem to find a reason good enough... there was nothing to be
mad about.
He stared back down at her, as if reading her mind. He slowly lowered his lips to hers, about to
go into a kiss. But as they barely grazed, their attention shifted to the scene beside them. Kagome
sat bolt upright, not believing what it was she saw.
Miroku had taken Sango into a kiss, but in the time the demon exterminator would have been
making red marks over all exposed skin, she wasn't pulling back. By the time the drunk monk
has finished, Sango was at a loss of breath, and brought a hand to her mouth as her eyes widened.
He seemed to get a little groggy again, and accidently dropped her from the dip he'd been
holding her in. She sat up slightly, rubbing her head where it hit the wooden floor planks. But
just as she was about to sit up, Miroku collapsed on top of her, barely conscious, and pinning her
to the floor with the weight of his body. Sango sighed, and patted him on the back as he passed
out.
"What the hell just happened?" InuYasha was the first to break the silence.
She spoke aloud as if to Miroku, but answering InuYasha's question all the same. "My poor
drunken friend... you will not remember a thing in the morning..." She turned her head to
InuYasha. "You must pity the drunk... besides, he could use a little relaxation with all that's gone
on lately..." Even she didn't know exactly what 'it' was, but it had something to do with Seiko,
and Miroku had felt responsible for 'it'... 'You will not remember that you broke your
commitment to Oki... but I will remember that kiss...'
*****
(A/N: Okay... I DID realize that it's taken WAY too long for me to get this chapter up... so that's
why instead of ending it there, I've made it longer... please don't hate me *looks at readers with
big eyes like Shippou* I had this mondo hulio Spanish project that was like 50 pages long (not
exaggerating) and now I have mid-terms coming up and I have to study!...IT JUST ISN'T
FARE!!!... *sighs* well, it'll all be over soon (my work not this story... oh hell no, this story has
only just begun!!! *evil laugh*... well, I hope you enjoy the extra part I've put in. ~Bunny )
*****
Shippou rubbed his eyes and yawned as he searched for the warmth of Sango that he had curled
up against. Once his vision cleared, he realized all the noise coming from the kitchen, and that
the room was empty, besides him and Kiarra who was still fast asleep. He groggily wandered to
the kitchen to see what was going on.
When he reached the doorway his eyes widened at the scene. InuYasha was hauling Miroku from
off of Sango, Fera-baba was playing a bad drum tune in the corner, and Kagome was sitting up
against the wall rubbing her temples and shaking her head.
"What's going on?" Everyone turned to the kit in the doorway. InuYasha practically dropped
Miroku on top of Sango again, and Fera-baba stopped the beatless tune. "What?" 'I wish they'd
stop staring at me like that...'
Finally Kagome spoke up, as everyone else was at a loss of words. "It's okay Shippou-kun... why
don't you go back to sleep..." Her voice was sweet, trying to sooth him from the awkward
moment.
"Why was Hiroshi-sama all over Sango-chan like that?" He said as he bounced across the room,
into Kagome's outstretched arms. "And what's that smell?"
Kagome held him close, not answering his questions, and cooed him as he closed his eyes and
snuggled into her warm embrace. InuYasha let out a low growl, not liking Shippou near her like
that... they had almost had an affectionate moment threw all the shit that was going on, and he
had to get in the middle of it all.
Kagome noticed the flash of red in his eyes, as he looked over at her possessively, while lugging
Miroku over to an empty futon. She nodded to him silently, clinging the kit close to her. Shippou
hadn't been getting a lot of attention lately, and she wasn't about to push him away even more...
but she would owe InuYasha for that kiss they missed...
***
Only a little while later, Kagome had fallen asleep with Shippou in her arms. Sango had gone
back to bed, curled up with Kiarra, and Fera-baba passed out in a room of her own.
InuYasha took care in picking Kagome up, and carrying her to the main room where their futon
was. He gently laid her on the soft blanket, pulling it around her to keep warm. He took a finger
and ran it along the soft skin of her cheek, then pulled some tousled hair away from her face. He
looked down at her with a gentle gaze, studying her soft features.
He leaned down to kiss her good night (or morning rather) when the kitsune in her arms began to
stir. Shippou's eyes opened to the glaring ones of InuYasha's, and he retreated further into
Kagome's hold.
"I'm not gonna hurt you this time you little brat... I just don't want you to wake Kagome up. Got
it?"
Shippou nodded his head, still snuggling into Kagome's chest. He turned to leave, when the
kitsune spoke up."But InuYasha..."
"What?"
"How did things go with Sesshomarou?"
InuYasha glared at the little brat. "How the hell do you know about that?" He stalked closer to
the kit's position, with a piercing glare fixed upon him.
Shippou gave a fanged smile as InuYasha's claws came and clasped around the scruff of his
neck, about to lunge him across the room. "You're not supposed to wake her up... remember..."
He loosened his grip, but brought his face dangerously close to the kitsune's. "You wont say one
fucking word of it to the others." There was a growl in his throat as he spoke.
"For the right price."
Okay... so there it is... not quite as much of a cliffhanger as I usually have, but it will have to do.
And the best part of all, is that Shippou has finally come into the picture more... *gigles* I
wonder what he knows, strike that, I know... YOU DON'T! *evil laugh*... Well, please R&R...
that should be enough motivation in itself for me to work on this even during my mid-terms...
Another BIG important thing!!! The AU fic I mentioned a while back... you know, the one I was
gonna start writing... well, I have the first few chapters done and ready to post. So if you people
want me to start posting it just tell me... then you'd have two of my wonderful ficys to read... but
if you'd rather me concentrate completely on THIS fic for now... then I need you to say that too...
So it's really up to you people when I start to put it out. And while I really haven't mentioned
what it's gonna be about, my relay personal is getting a little anxious and says its even better than
this one... PLEASE tell me your input on the situation... in a review or e-mail ~Bunny
make-over will do...
Author Notes: Okay, I had to cut myself short last chapter, in the notes anyway... *audience
glares threw computer screen* "Yeah and you put it up as a cliffhanger to!" *waves hands
disparately* Ak... I was gonna be late for school OKAY!!! Well I put this up at least... n_n'
Aside from my many issues (I'm sure some of you could agree with me on that one *cough* Yui)
I've decide that aside from all the drama that seems to generate when I write this fic, It's
definitely time for some more humor... and fluff... and SHIPPOU. So that means that, aside from
reflecting what happened in the time of Inu's absence, I'm gonna try to add in some comedy and
heartache (*gigles* maybe a certain old lech will come into action) Well, what are you waiting
for... you're wasting time reading what this is going to be about, when you could be reading IT.
~*Over the Edge - Chapter 24: The Kit Knows*~
Miroku listened as the huntress stealthily made her way to the kitchen, she was almost too quiet
for him to follow, but somehow he managed with the motion of her baggy clothing. Another door
slid open, and he silently left the room, following the noise.
Her silhouette disappeared outside, where the rain pored down, and she turned from the door
going around the house. Miroku took the shortcut threw the main room, and cut her off at the
front porch, leaning into the doorway. He heard her turn the corner with her soft steps on the
wood planks, stopping swiftly in the downpour.
"If your going to sneak around, you might want to do it more quietly." He talked casually,
looking out at the bellowing clouds and avoiding her gaze.
Her form was still, and wrapped possessively in the cloak Sesshomarou had lent her. She could
only stare at him with possessed eyes, flashing of watery blues, darker than the night sky, and
cold as ice. Her long bangs fell into her dead eyes, and random locks of hair fell into her face.
She was drenched, and the pain was overwhelming as she locked her eyes on the monk before
her.
He was the source of all these problems. The one to take all she had left of her mother, and ruin
her balance with her half sister. He was the one to trigger all her hate and anger, forcing her to
restrain. She couldn't let anything out with him around... '...it would be so easy_' Seiko stopped
her thought, knowing it was not her own, it was but the moon's, forcing her against all she
controlled. She bounded from the poach, not bothering to use the stairs, and sped toward the
marshy forest with her bare feet digging into the thick mud, away from all her problems, and
away from those painful thoughts. She no longer had to hold back... as long as she didn't look
back...
Miroku sped onto the porch, getting drenched in the downpour. His hair stuck to his face, and his
clothing felt heavy as it absorbed the rain. "SEIKO!" He yelled after her, but it was no use, she
just kept running and disappeared into the storm.
Miroku let out a sigh as he stood on the porch calling after her. He was about to chase after her
when a clawed hand came to his shoulder, holding him back."Let her go."
*****
(A/N: Oi, enough with the drama already! I really need to add in some more humor and stuff...
*audience gives me that 'yeah right, we just read that last part you baka, get on with it' look*
Really. I will... now that Seiko is gone, I don't have to worry about her until later... maybe not
even for the rest of the chapter... or not n_n'''... Enjoy the rest. ~Bunny)
*****
InuYasha led Miroku inside. He'd never considered how the monk was being affected by all of
this before... but he couldn't exactly let him go after her, only to get hurt himself.
Once they were in the hut, they headed to the kitchen to dry off by the ever burning fire. Miroku
just stared into the dancing flames, wondering how he could have pushed her away like that...
'Was it really a mistake to seek her out while everyone was gone?...'
InuYasha saw the trouble on his face, and knew that it was because he didn't understand... he
wouldn't want to understand if he did. So, InuYasha walked across the kitchen and picked up one
of the flasks Fera-baba was always drinking from, it always seemed to relax her, so why not him.
He went back to the fire and sat down. The damp scent of jasmine and pine still lingered by the
door that she had used to escape, but it was fainter than ever... and that worried InuYasha.
"Here." He handed him the flask, and continued to stare at the burning wood, trying to avoid her
scent... he did not want to think of her now.
It was once Miroku opened the flask to drink, that a strange scent caught his nose. He turned to
tell Miroku not to drink it, but it was too late... the liquid was smooth, and pouring into his
mouth, gulp by gulp. InuYasha hung his head, stopping what he was about to say. 'Maybe it will
be okay for him...' He sighed. 'But how are humans affected by that much liquor?'
***
Two hours and fifty swigs later, Miroku was dancing all threw the kitchen. Fera-baba had come
in to tell them to keep it down...after all, the others were trying to sleep, but upon entering she
got a grope from a drunken monk, and decided to join in on the fun.
InuYasha watched as the two drunken fools sang and danced threw the hut, not drinking any
himself. 'I should've known this would happen... anything that strong is bound to turn them all
crazy...' He sighed and leaned back against the wall, trying to avoid their careless motions.
Soon, Kagome and Sango entered the room, rubbing their eyes and yawning. The racket had
woken them, and they wanted to know what was going on. As soon as Kagome's vision cleared,
she realized the way Miroku was acting, and as he sang the scent of liquor reached her nose. 'Is
he DRUNK?!' But Sango was busy herself, even before she was steady on her feet, the monk had
grabbed her wrists and was attempting to dance with her to the music Fera was playing on a
small drum.
Kagome walked around the whole scene, and sat next to InuYasha at the other side of the room.
He pulled her closer to him as Miroku danced a little too close. She soon found herself with her
head on his shoulder, and his muscular arms wrapped around her possessively. She liked the
feeling of being in his embrace. It was comforting... the one place she truly felt safe.
She looked up at him, studying his perfect features. She should be mad at him for everything
that's happened over the past few weeks, with Seiko, and even traveling before that... but looking
up into his amber eyes, she couldn't seem to find a reason good enough... there was nothing to be
mad about.
He stared back down at her, as if reading her mind. He slowly lowered his lips to hers, about to
go into a kiss. But as they barely grazed, their attention shifted to the scene beside them. Kagome
sat bolt upright, not believing what it was she saw.
Miroku had taken Sango into a kiss, but in the time the demon exterminator would have been
making red marks over all exposed skin, she wasn't pulling back. By the time the drunk monk
has finished, Sango was at a loss of breath, and brought a hand to her mouth as her eyes widened.
He seemed to get a little groggy again, and accidently dropped her from the dip he'd been
holding her in. She sat up slightly, rubbing her head where it hit the wooden floor planks. But
just as she was about to sit up, Miroku collapsed on top of her, barely conscious, and pinning her
to the floor with the weight of his body. Sango sighed, and patted him on the back as he passed
out.
"What the hell just happened?" InuYasha was the first to break the silence.
She spoke aloud as if to Miroku, but answering InuYasha's question all the same. "My poor
drunken friend... you will not remember a thing in the morning..." She turned her head to
InuYasha. "You must pity the drunk... besides, he could use a little relaxation with all that's gone
on lately..." Even she didn't know exactly what 'it' was, but it had something to do with Seiko,
and Miroku had felt responsible for 'it'... 'You will not remember that you broke your
commitment to Oki... but I will remember that kiss...'
*****
(A/N: Okay... I DID realize that it's taken WAY too long for me to get this chapter up... so that's
why instead of ending it there, I've made it longer... please don't hate me *looks at readers with
big eyes like Shippou* I had this mondo hulio Spanish project that was like 50 pages long (not
exaggerating) and now I have mid-terms coming up and I have to study!...IT JUST ISN'T
FARE!!!... *sighs* well, it'll all be over soon (my work not this story... oh hell no, this story has
only just begun!!! *evil laugh*... well, I hope you enjoy the extra part I've put in. ~Bunny )
*****
Shippou rubbed his eyes and yawned as he searched for the warmth of Sango that he had curled
up against. Once his vision cleared, he realized all the noise coming from the kitchen, and that
the room was empty, besides him and Kiarra who was still fast asleep. He groggily wandered to
the kitchen to see what was going on.
When he reached the doorway his eyes widened at the scene. InuYasha was hauling Miroku from
off of Sango, Fera-baba was playing a bad drum tune in the corner, and Kagome was sitting up
against the wall rubbing her temples and shaking her head.
"What's going on?" Everyone turned to the kit in the doorway. InuYasha practically dropped
Miroku on top of Sango again, and Fera-baba stopped the beatless tune. "What?" 'I wish they'd
stop staring at me like that...'
Finally Kagome spoke up, as everyone else was at a loss of words. "It's okay Shippou-kun... why
don't you go back to sleep..." Her voice was sweet, trying to sooth him from the awkward
moment.
"Why was Hiroshi-sama all over Sango-chan like that?" He said as he bounced across the room,
into Kagome's outstretched arms. "And what's that smell?"
Kagome held him close, not answering his questions, and cooed him as he closed his eyes and
snuggled into her warm embrace. InuYasha let out a low growl, not liking Shippou near her like
that... they had almost had an affectionate moment threw all the shit that was going on, and he
had to get in the middle of it all.
Kagome noticed the flash of red in his eyes, as he looked over at her possessively, while lugging
Miroku over to an empty futon. She nodded to him silently, clinging the kit close to her. Shippou
hadn't been getting a lot of attention lately, and she wasn't about to push him away even more...
but she would owe InuYasha for that kiss they missed...
***
Only a little while later, Kagome had fallen asleep with Shippou in her arms. Sango had gone
back to bed, curled up with Kiarra, and Fera-baba passed out in a room of her own.
InuYasha took care in picking Kagome up, and carrying her to the main room where their futon
was. He gently laid her on the soft blanket, pulling it around her to keep warm. He took a finger
and ran it along the soft skin of her cheek, then pulled some tousled hair away from her face. He
looked down at her with a gentle gaze, studying her soft features.
He leaned down to kiss her good night (or morning rather) when the kitsune in her arms began to
stir. Shippou's eyes opened to the glaring ones of InuYasha's, and he retreated further into
Kagome's hold.
"I'm not gonna hurt you this time you little brat... I just don't want you to wake Kagome up. Got
it?"
Shippou nodded his head, still snuggling into Kagome's chest. He turned to leave, when the
kitsune spoke up."But InuYasha..."
"What?"
"How did things go with Sesshomarou?"
InuYasha glared at the little brat. "How the hell do you know about that?" He stalked closer to
the kit's position, with a piercing glare fixed upon him.
Shippou gave a fanged smile as InuYasha's claws came and clasped around the scruff of his
neck, about to lunge him across the room. "You're not supposed to wake her up... remember..."
He loosened his grip, but brought his face dangerously close to the kitsune's. "You wont say one
fucking word of it to the others." There was a growl in his throat as he spoke.
"For the right price."
Okay... so there it is... not quite as much of a cliffhanger as I usually have, but it will have to do.
And the best part of all, is that Shippou has finally come into the picture more... *gigles* I
wonder what he knows, strike that, I know... YOU DON'T! *evil laugh*... Well, please R&R...
that should be enough motivation in itself for me to work on this even during my mid-terms...
Another BIG important thing!!! The AU fic I mentioned a while back... you know, the one I was
gonna start writing... well, I have the first few chapters done and ready to post. So if you people
want me to start posting it just tell me... then you'd have two of my wonderful ficys to read... but
if you'd rather me concentrate completely on THIS fic for now... then I need you to say that too...
So it's really up to you people when I start to put it out. And while I really haven't mentioned
what it's gonna be about, my relay personal is getting a little anxious and says its even better than
this one... PLEASE tell me your input on the situation... in a review or e-mail ~Bunny