June 1-2 & 5, 2004

Nube by Goddess of Anime

Disclaimer: Roses are red. Violets are blue. I no own so you no sue.

Claimer: Although I may not own Inu-Yasha I do own the following: Vira, Virisa, Butterfly, Kiri, and Zane. Thanks for listening to the Annoying One. Have a great day.

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Maybe I'm being too nice by giving you a chapter twelve, eh? Hope you all like this one. I had honestly forgotten about Kiri up until today(June 1)so I hope this one is more to everyone's liking.

Scroll 12: Tricks and Pricks
Warm pastel hues slowly rose above the horizon line and she felt a faint flutter within herself but dismissed it for lack of sleep. All night she stayed awake, looking for Inu-Yasha. Finally, in the morning that made her wonder why humans fancied them so much, she had caught the feel of his miasma.

There was someone else as well.

Toward the western region she felt a miasma equally as strong as his, but not quite the same. It had the feel of a purer demon whilst Inu-Yasha was only half. Sighing (a habit picked up from Kagura) she sat daintily on a branch, waiting for the group to awaken and take notice of her.

Already the air felt warmer. He stood on the balcony, overlooking the eastern part of the land. Something was in that domain. He rapped his fingers against the wood out of -though he wouldn't admit aloud- wonderment. The something was after Inu-Yasha and this one smelled faintly of Naraku but had another scent desperately clinging onto it. What that scent was was hard for him to decide.

A clatter from his room brought him out of his thoughts. He turned around, a deadly calm poker face on. Butterfly had stumbled to the door and stopped, seeming as if she knew she was caught. "Good morning, Lord Sesshou-maru," she said stiffly, suppressing a yawn.

Butterfly looked so much different in the faint gold light. Somehow her eyes were able to turn into a foamy green that was filled with innocent curiosity. Her auburn hair shimmered and her skin had a golden tan to it. And her legs....

Sesshou-maru shook his head and tried to stop this burning feeling that was creeping up this neck. A giggle from Butterfly brought him back. He looked back and was about to ask her what she found so amusing only to find that she had already spun out of the room.

Maybe I do need that drink....

She felt warm and safe, but she couldn't quite feel her legs. In reluctance she opened her eyes and found herself lying on top of Inu-Yasha, her legs tangled in his. She bit her lip and tried to remove herself from on top of him; but every time she tried his grip around her waist got tighter and she was worried that if she continued her back would eventually snap.

Without much else to do she looked at him and saw that his face was an image of pure bliss. She wiggled a little, trying to move her face from his. Faintly, she heard him whisper. For a moment she stopped breathing and just listened. This time, she caught what he had said.

Smiling in satisfaction that she knew none of she relaxed, closing her eyes. Kagome felt herself drifting off when she felt something. Her eyes flew open and she looked over her shoulder. Either Inu-Yasha was really a pervert or he was dreaming, it didn't matter when she saw him squeezing her rear. Of she wouldn't admit it but she kind of liked it.

An idea came to mind. She would give a surprise that even Miroku would be caught off guard. Carefully, she peeled off her shirt and opened Inu-Yasha enough so she could see some skin. Surprisingly, she didn't feel cold at all.

Quickly, she closed her eyes, trying to get her breathing even. What she didn't know was that she really was asleep and was just as perverted when sleeping.

He saw red, but his eyes were closed. Slowly he opened his eyes. Something was weighing him down, something was on top of him. He looked down and felt his pulse quicken. In his arms, and on top of him, was Kagome. Her hair was out of her face and her lips slightly chapped. A slight pink tinged her cheeks. He looked down and saw that her shirt was gone and her hand was on....

Inu-Yasha froze. Kagome's eyelashes fluttered as she awoken from her sleeping state. She looked up at him and smiled in a weary playful way. Inu-Yasha could hear Sango and Miroku getting up and smell their surprise. Kagome seemed oblivious to this. "Do you want me to sleep with you?" she asked with as much lust she could manage.

Fury rose in him and he thought that it was another one of Shippou's pranks. Then he remembered that Shippou wasn't with them anymore.

He could smell laughter in her. She was snuggled against him and her lips curled into a mischievous smile.

Inu-Yasha could feel her fighting her laughter.

He returned her smile and tightened his grip around her. She seemed surprise at his movements. "Yes," he whispered huskily. He brought his lips to hers and he could feel the panic radiating off of her. She obviously didn't expect this sort of response and was squirming.

"What are you two doing? If you want to screw around do it when we're not here," Miroku yelled, saving Kagome. Taking advantage of that Kagome struggled to her feet and yanked on a wool sweater. She wiped her brow and let out a slow breath. That was close, she thought. I think that he might have figured I was just playing tricks on him.

Sango and Miroku were in front of them and Inu-Yasha fell in step with Kagome and she wasn't liking his expression at all. Just what he was up to she didn't know and that made her nervous. He shifted closer to her, his hand reaching out. Kagome looked at him curiously. Just what was he up to?

It took the girl awhile to realize what his plan was. His hand squeezed her bottom and traveled downward. Kagome gasped and thrust her leg out, causing Inu-Yasha to trip and fall and kiss the ground. With mock fright she delicately placed her fingers across her cheekbones and set her mouth in an 'O' shape. She looked so damn innocent that even Naraku could have almost forgave her.

Almost.

"What was that for?!" Inu-Yasha demanded, towering over her. Kagome looked at him big eyes and a look of shock and dismay on her face.

"What do you mean?" she stammered.

"Why'd you trip me?!"

"I didn't mean it, Inu-Yasha. Honest."

"Like hell!"

"Really. I didn't mean it. Sorry."

Miroku and Sango sighed and turned around. As soon as Miroku was close enough he clonked Inu-Yasha across the head with his shakujo.

"It's obvious she didn't mean it. If she did then you must have provoked her," Sango stated simply, Miroku nodding in agreement. Inu-Yasha growled in frustration and stalked ahead with Miroku trailing behind.

Speaking of behinds....

"What did Inu-Yasha do?" Sango asked quietly, learning a while ago that a whisper is louder than one thought it was and was harder to decipher.

"He groped my butt," Kagome replied just as quietly, though stiffly.

"You mean he pulled a Miroku?"

"And worse."

"What could be worse?!"

"Keep your voice down!"

"Oops. Sorry. But what can be worse?"

"His hand traveled south."

Sango shook her head in disbelief. "Are you sure that we're talking about the same Inu- Yasha that we've known for a year and a half?" Kagome nodded somberly. Both sighed heavily and continued on, unaware that their every word and move were heard and seen.

My mind drew a blank when it came to this chapter so I just started compiling random things in hopes of getting a chapter. It didn't work, did it? And it was too short. Hopefully, I'll get more reviews (they'll probably be flames this time around). And I'm thinking about changing the title. Does anyone have an idea...?

I have proof that Inu-Yasha likes Kagome! Next update I'll tell you the volume and page number so you can go look it up. And I also see why the people who have only seen the anime are siding with Kikyou. My younger brother presented me with the cine-manga and I saw that everyone looked so terrible (maybe they get drunk often?) that it made Jaken look good. Um, that's all.... 'sweatdrops'

If you have questions, feel free to ask in your review ('cough' HINT! 'cough')!

PEACE. 'SMOOCH' HAVE A LOVELY DAY!

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