Shippo's Plan
Rating: Yeah, we're going to stick with the PG for now…
Summary: After step one's inadvertent success, Shippo moves onto bigger and better plans… and Inuyasha starts to notice.
Disclaimer: Today's my birthday!! Anybody wanna give me Inuyasha? No? Poopy. So no, I don't own it.
Warning: I got asked about what was going to happen to Sango, and my first reaction was… huh, that's a good question. I hadn't thought about it. My second reaction, though, was silly. I hope no one hates me for this. -crosses fingers-
Chapter 3: My Anaconda Don't Want None Unless You've Got Buns, Hun
When the sun finally cast its first pale rays on the Earth, Miroku was convinced he'd finally lost it. Oh no, not his sanity, that was gone long ago, but his control. For years he'd groped almost every woman he'd met, but it never really meant anything. It was mostly just to get a reaction. Now he was the one with the reaction.
The night before, when Kagome-sama had awoken from her nightmare, her refusal to talk about what was bothering her troubled him. Kagome was the type to keep things all bottled up and never let them out. The nightmare was sure to return if she didn't talk about it. So, instead, he did the next best thing he could think of.
You see, for a sweet girl, Kagome-sama has a very quick temper, and like all with short fuses, often lets it over-ride everything else. Translated, it meant that by angering her with the grope, Miroku got her mind off of whatever caused the nightmare, plus, he got a free feel in the process.
Now, he was beginning to think that the grope was a very bad idea. Very bad. It just served to remind him of how soft she was, and how firm her backside was. His hand practically tingled from the contact, and his fingers were twitching in withdrawal. This wasn't supposed to happen. It was supposed to be like every other time he'd groped some one, but then, Kagome wasn't like every other girl.
So, when the sun found him, he was sweaty, sitting on his hands, and desperately trying to quell his reaction without any masturbat- er, meditation, yeah, meditation. No such luck.
While many people may not know it, Kagome likes to toss in her sleep, and more often than not, her blanket becomes a victim of cruel abuse, often being kicked frequently. So there she lay with her blanket pooled around her ankles and her strangle little kimono revealing for too much of her thigh. Her upper thigh… her soft, supple, tormenting him with is very appearance thigh. He shifted slightly, making certain that Miroku Jr. was out of sight and that his hands were very firmly trapped. This was torture… Naraku could learn a lot from a sleeping Kagome.
Kagome woke up Inuyasha rampaging about jewel shards, not the best way to wake up in the morning. So, instead of the cheerful "Good Morning" everyone had come to expect from Kagome, anyone listening was treated to a rather annoyed, "Sit, Boy!" and of course, the veritable symphony of curses that accompany it.
Ignoring what was coming from the prone figure Kagome set out to make breakfast. Patting Shippo on the head, she whistled cheerfully outside to find her the rest of her friends. It seemed that Miroku was meditating… he'd been doing a lot of that lately – hmm, and Sango had gone- WHAT!?!? Sango's services as a demon huntress had been sought out and paid for by…Nobunaga?! Oh Lordy… she's going to wind up killing him! Pinching the bridge of her nose to ward off a head ache, Kagome sighed and sat next to Miroku.
"A beautiful morning, eh, Kagome-sama?"
"Oh yes, I love waking up to a grumpy Inuyasha… it's the makings of a great day."
Miroku only chuckled and left Kagome to her thoughts. Sitting so close to him, she was reminded of the night before and his patient kindness towards her. Well, more specifically, the way that even in the low light of the hut, how his eyes seemed to burn. She repressed a shiver at the thought. He had potent eyes, this was very true, but he was her friend, and it was very naughty to think of him like that. Everyone knew that he was going to wind up with Sango at the end of things… the two were fated for each other. Not that she wanted him or anything… he just had pretty eyes… very pretty eyes. Grr.
She didn't think anything of it when Shippo crawled into her lap. She made room for him and casually stroked his hair. He squirmed in closer, and she knew that he was reveling in the attention, but it seemed that our dear kitsune had things on his mind.
"Kagome, can I ask you a question?"
"Of course, Shippo, what do you want to know?"
He turned wide green eyes on her and asked, "Where do babies come from?"
Ok, she hadn't been expecting that. Now what the hell was she supposed to say?
Oh how he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. He had to keep up the ruse. We've already covered the fact that Shippo is no fool, and he most definitely knew where babies came from, thus the reason for asking the question.
This was phase two. He already knew what Miroku thought of Kagome, and after what happened last night, when Miroku groped Kagome but didn't get slapped, he was beginning to wonder about Kagome. So, using the sharpest tool in the arsenal of children, he decided to fire away and see if he hit any nerves. And obviously he had.
Kagome was blushing and blushing big time. She had turned her head away to avoid looking at him and Miroku. Where as Miroku was staring straight at Kagome. He had a slightly dazed look on his face that quickly vanished into a smirk. "Well, Shippo, when two people like each other a lot they –"
Her hand flew to his shoulder, physically interrupting him, "Oh, stop right there, Miroku. He's too young to hear this." Kagome seemed highly embarrassed, but her eyes gleamed a silent warning to Miroku.
Covering her hand with one of his own, he faced Kagome, his smirk deepening. Bringing his face close to hers, he whispered, "Then should we show him? They say actions speak louder than words."
At this, Shippo wanted to use some of the strongest curse words he'd ever heard from Inuyasha. The stupid monk was pushing too far, and Kagome was going to get angry, ruining everything. But, to his surprise, Kagome was silent. No slaps, no screams, only a heavy blush and silence. Her eyes were glued to Miroku's. Both of them were lost in a trance. No, he decided, this was not the time for curse words, but a time for happy dances. It was working!
Kagome seemed to come out of her daze quickly, and without a word, stood and walked away. Miroku slumped a bit, but held his tongue and Shippo continued on with his mental happy dance.
No one noticed a very unhappy Inuyasha who'd seen the whole thing.
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