Authors note:: I am SO SORRY I took so long to update! At first I just wanted to see how many reviews I could get,and then I couldn't think of how to begin this chapter, and then I got sick and was overloaded with homework, and then I STILL couldn't figure out what to do with it. And finally I stopped getting reviews altogether. When that happened I knew I HAD to write something. I really should learn to get these chapters out quiker. I'm starting to get annoyed with myself. But anyway, thankee all those people who have read my story! I truly appreciate the reviews.
WARNING:: this story is sometimes base. Its not meant to be perfect or elegant, as I am merely expelling emotion. Its just pure weirdness and if you can't handle that, don't read the damn thing! Thankyou.
Disclaimer:: **glances sideways at takahashi** we're in the middle of a strip poker game and inu-yasha and fluffy are playing. I own nothing, YET, but at the moment that doesn't matter. Fluffy just lost a hand. And all he's got left are his boxers...*evil grin** fluffy's bad at poker.Mwahahahahaha.
OUR HOUSE
Chapter 7: 'L' is for the way you look at me
"Right there!"
Seeshou-maru froze, bristling in mid-scrub.
"No-not there. LOWER"
Moans were drifting down the hallway. Distinctly feminine, adorable moans. Seeshou-maru shifted, the action rustling his blanket of bubbles, and shut off his radio, straining to hear. What WAS that?
"HARDER!"
Seeshou-maru recoiled at the shriek, sending soap suds flying. He clutched his rubber ducky to his chest, heart thundering. Oh, God. No. No, don't let this be what he thought it was. He just wanted to take a bath, dammit. Just a nice, quiet bath with no disruptions or scary sounds emitting from other rooms. Was that too freaking much to ask????
."NOW! Do it NOW NOW NOW NOW." Moan. Cry.
The rubber ducky gave a small shriek and went flying. Water sprayed everywhere. Seeshou-maru sat very still as the water calmed and watched as his rubber ducky began to drown. He closed his eyes and had a moment of silence for his ducky as he desperately tried to block out the suggestive sounds drifting across the hall and into the sanctity of his precious bathroom. Poor ducky. Yes, poor, poor ducky.
."Move a little---oh, oh right there." Sexy moan.
Seeshou-maru groaned and sank into the bathtub, watching as mountains of bubbles rose to engulf him. He fished for his nearly-drowned ducky, and clutched it to his slick chest, peeking over the edge of the bubbles nervously as he waited for another scary sound.
(a/n:: **winks** yes...Seeshou-maru...bathtub...bubbles...wet..milky..skin..**dies** yes, anyway. Read on. Ignore my fantasies. )
."OH---GOD! YES! YES!"
He winced and banged his forehead against the tile wall of the tub, trying to escape the sounds. He was not listening to her sex dream he was not listening to her sex dream he was not listening to---
."OH, ohohohohoh oh---*GASP*"
Seeshou-maru paused in his self abuse. The last gasp had not sounded happy. Protective instincts began to stir within him and he sat up, alert.
."NO! Stop it!" A little shriek.
His eyes widened. Oh, no. A sex dream turned nightmare. Poor girl. He'd had those before. The universe was cruel for giving them. What kind of a sick universe would ruin a sex dream? People could have heart attacks with that kind of trama! He glowered at his rubber ducky, thinking evil thoughts at the universe for the last couple of times it had ruined his own dreams. The ducky stared back with its big painted blue eyes, and said nothing. It was mysterious that way.
(a/n:: **rolls eyes**. Alright, that's enough for me. I need to stop with the damned ducky part. Its getting really disturbing now. The ducky is developing a personality and any moment its going to attack somebody. For the sake of all unsuspecting readers, I must stop writing about the ducky. And I will. Stop writing about the ducky. Yes, no ducky. Ahem. Duck. bah)
."NO! Get away from me! Get away! Stop it!"
Seeshou-maru frowned and reached for his towel. This sounded more serious than your average nightmare. Maybe she wasn't having a dream.Maybe someone was attacking her!
She let out another piercing yowl of fright, and Seeshou-maru bolted out of the bathroom.
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Kagome was dreaming; she was in a bathtub and someone was scrubbing her back. Rich scents drifted around her and she sank deeper against the person, relishing the sensation. The gently scrubbing hands drifted lower,beginning to scrub her sides and stomach, reaching forward to hold her. The candlelight danced around her, lifting off the candle sticks to float around the dimly lighted room. The person scrubbing her stopped scrubbing and pressed themselves against her. And this was a very pleasant sensation indeed.
(A/n:: x-rated dream. Go, Kagome! **cheers and waves a flag** yay!)
She turned to see who it was, wanting to kiss the person--and found herself staring at Kouga. And instead of looking loving his face kept contorting, emotions racing across his face until his features no longer looked human. And then he was a wolf, snarling at her, jaws snapping, tearing at her, fighting her. His hot breath choked her and the fangs kept coming closer, closer, so close, tearing into her----------
POP!
(a/n:: I don't know why the 'pop!'. Just know that she's awake now)
Kagome sat up in bed with a shriek just as the door to her room burst open with a bang. She shrieked again, her sleep-fogged brain aware only of the violence. Someone was shouting at her.
Heart pounding painfully in her chest, and her head throbbing, Kagome focused on the door of her room.
Her blurry vision cleared.
Kagome flushed.
Seeshou-maru stood in her doorway, clad only in an indecently small towel that had hearts all over it and a matching showercap, and armed with a rubber ducky and a scrub brush. He looked wild and frantic with worry.
Kagome stared, mouth hanging open, eyes wide, and nose on the verge of bleeding. OH, God. Wow.
."Kagome?! Are you okay??"The sex-god in the showercap before her waved his scrub brush defensively, spraying bubbly water everywhere, and his rubber ducky squeaked in emphasis. Kagome could only gape at him.
Milky...skin....slick with...bubbles...chest....legs...bare skin...BUBBLES...
."Kagome? Whats wrong??What happened? Are you hurt???!"
chest slick..and..BUBBLY...want...bare..skin..long..legs...small...towel..
."Kagome??Why are you looking at me like that?? What's wrong?? What happened to you??? Was it the nuns again? Are they here????"
The high frantic tone of his voice was slowly returning her senses. She blinked at him, trying to control the heat the was rising up to her face. She swallowed once, twice, three times....and then made the mistake of looking at the towel again.
It was so...SMALL. One wrong body movement and EVERYTHING would be revealed.
She swayed, her vision blurring, her senses leaving her again.
Slick skin....bubbles...small towel..must remove..towel..bare..skin..must....BUBBLES!
."Kagome??Whats WRONG??" he wailed. She shook herself and stared down at her lap, steeling herself against his magnificent...bare..body...NO! She shook her head again. She would not give in to the temptation! She was not ruled by her hormones! She would not jump him!
Kagome took a deep breath and looked up, meeting him squarely in the eyes. He had silvery eybrows and gorgeous eyes framed by darker, sweeping lashes. She swallowed. And perversely glanced at his chest. Her eyes watered."Leave!" she squeaked.
He just stood there being all slick and bubbly, completely oblivious to the affect he was having on her. He actually took a step into her room,sending all sorts of alarm bells off in her head. She clutched the blankets of her bed to help anchor her to it. She would not jump him she would not jump him she would not...
He shifted into a battle stance, legs spread, scrub brush held high."Don't worry, Kagome. I'll keep those nuns away!"
And then his towel fell.
Kagome saw it in slow motion: the edge uncurled, peeling back in such a taunting manner, revealing more skin. The towel clung to the damp skin, but without the knot to hold it up, began its decline off his body. More skin, then a whole leg, then the curling, soft-looking dark curls of his---------
."GET OUT!" she screamed, collapsing back onto the bed and spasming. Her senses were on overload. Blood was streaming from her nose. Stars were dancing in her vision. She had been given a glimpse of heaven and her human mind could not contain it. GOD! She babbled into her bedspread incoherently, eyes tightly welded shut, toes curling.
(a/n:: **raises eyebrows** responsive little thing, isn't she? Hm. Oh, the glory of Seeshou-maru. If you're confused by this scene, understand that she's just woken up from a dream that started out naughty and ended up tramatic, and then the first thing she saw was a mind-bogglingly attractive guy slick with soapsuds and warm water, and flushed from his bath. Trama+mostly nude Fluffy+whirling emotions due to her urge to kill Kouga= a collision of emotions that all smashed together into a whopping dose of lust. Plus I didn't want just the guys to be a bit hentai. I'm sick of it always being the guys. Why can't the GIRLS get the nosebleeds over the awesome magnificence of bishonen??? Well, in this story [which seems to be story of extremes] I RULE. And I say the girls get nosebleeds,too)
."Kagome?! Kagome whats wrong?" He was walking toward her. He was actually walking towards her. The damned fool didn't realize he was completely nude! She squealed desperately into the blankets and writhed around, trying to ward him off. She felt his hand touch her arm, and she lashed out."PUT YOUR TOWEL BACK ON YOU FOOL!" she roared, her arms cartwheeling as she lifted herself up from the bed.
A red haze had clouded her vision. Her defenses had kicked in and her mind was now blocking out all rays of magnificence Seeshou-maru was broadcasting and clouding her senses with a determined rage. She stomped up to him, chasing him out the door, and, with an enormous amount of self-control, slammed the door in his adorably bewildered face.
She leaned against it as the haze gradually left her. Her heart was pounding in her chest painfully, and her breath was labored. It was too early for her to handle this sort of thing. The universe was mean; giving her a nightmare and then shocking her senses with a moistened-down hot male. A hot male she was LIVING with, by the way. God, it was no wonder people had believed those stupid rumors so easily. She couldn't even control her reactions. She couldn't just be cool about it and make some smart-ass remark to smooth the situation over. Instead she'd gotten a nosebleed. She touched her fingers to her nose, and let out a small, agitated sound of digust before glancing at the floor.
A small, heart-covered towel lay there curled innocently. She hollered her fury and threw it out into the hall.
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Outside her room, a bare-assed Seeshou-maru stood there innocently in the sunshine and wondered what was wrong with Kagome. He had only been trying to help. Miroku had asked him to take care of her, after all. But how was he supposed to protect someone who was so damned tempremental?! Suddenly a shout cut through the peace of the house and her door whooshed open. He turned, startled, and a damp towel smacked him in the face. He stood there, the towel slowly trailing down his body, and stared at Kagome.
She had the oddest expression on her face.
."Kagome? Are you okay? Would you like some tea or something? I drink hot tea with some honey after I have nightmares and it always helps..." He trailed off and merely stared back at her pleadingly. Her silence was eerie, and the color rising to her cheeks beneath all of her dark hair was making him nervous."Kagome, say something!"
."Please go put some clothes on."She said slowly, painfully."You could kill someone with that thing." She pointed somewhere at his midsection, sniffled, and walked stiffly away. Seeshou-Maru watched her go, caught, despite the situation, admiring the shapely legs the moved beneath her oversized shirt. (hey, he's male and its morning). He watched her, vaguely confused, until she disapeared into the kitchen. Only then did he look down. For a moment it didn't register in his mind that he was nude. He simply saw himself, and wasn't surprised by the familiar contours of his body. He scratched the back of his neck, his fingers meeting the edge of his showercap. The damned thing always itched and he was loathe to wear it,but it was such a hastle to dry all his hair and he would not cancel the habit of indulging himself in his bubble-baths. And then it hit him. He'd been taking a bath. His towel was no longer covering his unmentionables. She had seen...him...
He paled."Oh, crap." He snarled, and stomped back into the bathroom, his ears flaming red with embarassment."Dammit all to hell." He slammed the door behind him.
Kagome took a deep, calming breath, and leaned against the counter. Her frazzled nerves were calm now, and the last lingering traces of fear from her dream had faded as she filled the kettle with water and turned on the stove. She moved to the fridge, looking at the magnets that decorated its surface. There were magnet words all over the place, scattered bits of poetry and rhyme. There was a notepad with the scribbled reminder of her coming. Kagome was briefly touched that her name was written on his fridge, but she quickly stifled the sensation. He'd known she was coming and had wanted to greet her. That was all. She shook her head and jerked the refridgerator open. The fridge was full. Bizarrely full, considering only Seeshou-maru lived there. There had to be at least four types of juice, and two types of milk (soy and cow milk).
(a/n:: yay for soy milk! Its better than real milk! **dances a jig in honor of soy milk**)
She took out the soy milk and drank it straight from the bottle. And that was how Seeshou-maru found her when he warily made his way into the kitchen; chugging down the soymilk innocently in the kitchen. She caught sight of him over the edge of the bottle---and choked.
."Woa, hey!" he jogged up to her and took the soy bottle away as she coughed and hacked, her eyes filling with tears."Are you okay?" he asked, laughing slightly, shyly looking up at her through a curtain of his hair, and then glancing back down again.
She laughed inbetween coughs."Sure." she coughed, and then grinned, forcing herself to look him straigh in the face. She refused to be ashamed. He had walked in on her, not the other way around. She had nothing to be afraid of. In the back of her mind a voice was taunting her, but she ignored it. She had to believe she had nothing to be nervous about. Otherwise she and this man would not be able to live together.
She cleared her throat again, and wiped at her eyes."So...where is my wayward cousin and the horny nuns?" She smiled slightly.
He coughed."Oh, their bodyguard shipped them out. They're staying at the local hotel. She said something about penance and a lifetime of hail mary's. She came back last night and picked up Miroku, drove him to the hospital. They had to hook him up to an i.v."
Kagome burst out laughing."Well, looks like he really COULDN'T handle them all."
Privately she was thankful that he was okay, but she would never admit it. Wild bulls couldn't drag the information from her.
Seeshou-maru grinned, and set the bottle of soy milk down on the table."Well, you know what they say about nuns. Living a life of abstinence must be difficult at times. They were...stressed." He started to snicker.
Kagome waggled her eyebrows."I bet." She said dryly, and then took the soy milk off the table and capped it. She opened the fridge and raised her eyebrows at him."You must eat a lot." She said, taking a deep breath. That's right, Kagome. Breath. In and out. You will forget what his goods look like. You WILL forget.
She turned around and looked him straight in the eye, and saw only his naked form, bathed in sunlight, ethereal in its beauty. She gritted her teeth and banished the image from her mind. She was no innocent when it came to temptation. Kouga had given her enough of that for her to have some resistance to it. She wasn't a child anymore. And she was not about to run away from what she was afraid of.
Kagome stared into his sweet face, and smiled at him. A true smile. And the one he gave her in return was beautiful." I didn't know what you liked, so I went out and bought a little of everything."He said, shrugging.
She grinned at him."Well, it was the best thing you could have done. I love food."
(a/n:: why is it that whenever I get sappy I get bored? This chapter is dragging and its starting to bug me. **scowls** bah. Mayhem, perhaps, to alleviate my boredom? Hmmm. Let us see.)
They smiled at each other, and a companionable silence fell over the pair. Kagome looked down at her bare feet. They were warm, bathing in the light that came in throught the stained glass on the door to the kitchen, where the nuns had broken in. One of the panes was broken, and through a rainbow of colored light that filtered onto the kitched floor, there was a patch of shadow. She stared at it, remembering the nuns and how frightening they had been. Kagome had actually feared for her cousins life. She shook her head. Christ, but nuns were scary. They made her care about MIROKU.
The sound of footsteps coming up the path startled Kagome out of her thoughts. She looked up, bristling with expectancy. It couldn't be Kouga. He couldn't have..."Sango!" she chirped, bouncing from the counter to the door. From outside Sango gave the younger woman an pleased smile. Kagome pulled the door open, and the bodygaurd, in black pants and a black muscle-shirt, stepped in."I thought you were Kouga for a minute there" she said sheepishly. Sango gave her a measuring look, and Kagome fidgeted under her gaze. She shook her head, trying to dispel her discomfort."So, how's Miroku?He awake yet?"
."Your cousin is recovering, Kagome." Sango said, looking annoyed.
Kagome blew a rasberry at her and led her to the table, grinning."Tried to cop a feel, did he?"
Sango bared her teeth in a grimace."You'd think he'd had enough by now. But he was plaguing the nurses so I sent in another group of nuns. They were more than happy to...solve his problem."
Kagome gagged and plopped into the seat between her and Seeshou-maru. Both were looking at her, amused."God, Sango, I didn't need to know that. I don't even want to THINK about...Miroku..orgies...gyah!"she buried her face in her hands to banish the mental image."So horrible.."
."It's an interesting idea, though."Sango said thoughtfully."Maybe he's SUPPOSED to be such a horny bastard. I mean, to be the legendary Priest is to have a LOT of sex. Why not make the man so he'd like what he was destined to..do... Kagome? Kagome! Come on, its not that bad!"
But Kagome was moaning into her hands to block out the images that were flashing through her mind."so EVIL..."she muttered."You know, it does make sense. But its still gross."
Sango shrugged."I'm just glad I'm not a nun. Those girls can't keep their hands off him--hey!"
Kagome scowled at her and prepared to throw another napkin ball at her friend."Just STOP. NO MORE!"
Sango grinned at her and began to whistle to herself innocently." Whatever you say.."Kagome blew another rasberry at her and wrinkled her nose.
."Well, my girls, I think its time you ate. YOU," said Seeshou-maru, looking pointely at Kagome and slapping the table for emphasis,"Have been asleep for more than a day. And you," he looked at Sango,"Have been armrestling horny nuns. It calls for some food, and I am your man." He winked at them and bounced to his feet and began to dance around the kitchen, tieing an apron around his waist and setting his plan to motion.
Sango looked from Kagome, who was grinning lazily at the mans' determined figure, to Seeshou-maru."I bet you are."she murmured, smiling slightly at his back. Kagome glanced at her, and Sango banished her smirk for something less suspicious."Do you think he can cook?" she whispered to Kagome, leaning close.
Kagome gazed at Seeshou-maru."I don't know. He looks a bit scrawny for a cook."
Seeshou-maru whipped around, eyes blazing."Can I COOK? Can I COOK??Oh, girlies, you haven't tasted food until I've cooked it!I am Seeshou-maru! Owner of half of Shikon city and all of Western Lands, Inc.! And I,"he hissed,"Am GOD of the kitchen!" He whirled around and tore through the kitchen, bringing out countless bowls and ladels and egg-beaters. He was making a mountain of them on the table. Kagome and Sango stared at the increasing pile in horrified astonishment, mouths opening and closing. Suddenly there was a crash, and the pile stopped growing. Seeshou-maru loomed over them."And I am not scrawny!"he thundered."I'm a sexy bitch and you know it!" he turned again, and threw food at them."Now COOK! Chop and boil! You will serve!" an unholy light had filled his eyes, and Kagome and Sango cringed.
Kagome swallowed the lump in her throat and set her chin, looked at the cabbage she held."I thought we were tired and deserved to be catered to." She said evenly.
Seeshou-maru paused just as an othe rant was coming on, sanity slowly filling his face. Suddenly he blushed."Oh, yes..well..um..."he bit his lip."Stop looking at me like that! I'm the son of a warlord! I can't help it!" His ears and neck burning, he took the veges from them and began to chop with a ferocious intensity.
Sango sauntered up to him and grabbed a head of cabbage, turning it over in her hands."Whadda ya say, Kag?"She tossed the cabbage at Kagome, who caught it."Wanna give Fluffy here a hand?"
."Fluffy??!!!"
She and Kagome grinned at each other."Oh, I don't know."Sango tugged at his mane of fluffy silver hair."I think it suits you."
."Yeah,"added Kagome,"Fluffy. It's perfect." She grinned ever so sweetly.
He scowled at them, but he was blushing again."Just shut up and start chopping those vegetables."
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endnote:: well, THAT was disapointing. Man, I am loosing my touch. That was such a boring chapter. I guess that's what I get for not writing anything for so long. A long, sappy chapter that bugs the hell out of me. See, I know it's a bad chapter when I don't make myself laugh when I write it. Argh.**sighs** oh, well. I'm sorry, readers. I will do better next chapter! In the meantime, please be merciful and review! Suggestions, comments, criticisms! I value them all! Oh, yes, and Seeshou-maru isn't the one she's surprised to find out lives at Miroku's house. THAT person has yet to show up.
WARNING:: this story is sometimes base. Its not meant to be perfect or elegant, as I am merely expelling emotion. Its just pure weirdness and if you can't handle that, don't read the damn thing! Thankyou.
Disclaimer:: **glances sideways at takahashi** we're in the middle of a strip poker game and inu-yasha and fluffy are playing. I own nothing, YET, but at the moment that doesn't matter. Fluffy just lost a hand. And all he's got left are his boxers...*evil grin** fluffy's bad at poker.Mwahahahahaha.
OUR HOUSE
Chapter 7: 'L' is for the way you look at me
"Right there!"
Seeshou-maru froze, bristling in mid-scrub.
"No-not there. LOWER"
Moans were drifting down the hallway. Distinctly feminine, adorable moans. Seeshou-maru shifted, the action rustling his blanket of bubbles, and shut off his radio, straining to hear. What WAS that?
"HARDER!"
Seeshou-maru recoiled at the shriek, sending soap suds flying. He clutched his rubber ducky to his chest, heart thundering. Oh, God. No. No, don't let this be what he thought it was. He just wanted to take a bath, dammit. Just a nice, quiet bath with no disruptions or scary sounds emitting from other rooms. Was that too freaking much to ask????
."NOW! Do it NOW NOW NOW NOW." Moan. Cry.
The rubber ducky gave a small shriek and went flying. Water sprayed everywhere. Seeshou-maru sat very still as the water calmed and watched as his rubber ducky began to drown. He closed his eyes and had a moment of silence for his ducky as he desperately tried to block out the suggestive sounds drifting across the hall and into the sanctity of his precious bathroom. Poor ducky. Yes, poor, poor ducky.
."Move a little---oh, oh right there." Sexy moan.
Seeshou-maru groaned and sank into the bathtub, watching as mountains of bubbles rose to engulf him. He fished for his nearly-drowned ducky, and clutched it to his slick chest, peeking over the edge of the bubbles nervously as he waited for another scary sound.
(a/n:: **winks** yes...Seeshou-maru...bathtub...bubbles...wet..milky..skin..**dies** yes, anyway. Read on. Ignore my fantasies. )
."OH---GOD! YES! YES!"
He winced and banged his forehead against the tile wall of the tub, trying to escape the sounds. He was not listening to her sex dream he was not listening to her sex dream he was not listening to---
."OH, ohohohohoh oh---*GASP*"
Seeshou-maru paused in his self abuse. The last gasp had not sounded happy. Protective instincts began to stir within him and he sat up, alert.
."NO! Stop it!" A little shriek.
His eyes widened. Oh, no. A sex dream turned nightmare. Poor girl. He'd had those before. The universe was cruel for giving them. What kind of a sick universe would ruin a sex dream? People could have heart attacks with that kind of trama! He glowered at his rubber ducky, thinking evil thoughts at the universe for the last couple of times it had ruined his own dreams. The ducky stared back with its big painted blue eyes, and said nothing. It was mysterious that way.
(a/n:: **rolls eyes**. Alright, that's enough for me. I need to stop with the damned ducky part. Its getting really disturbing now. The ducky is developing a personality and any moment its going to attack somebody. For the sake of all unsuspecting readers, I must stop writing about the ducky. And I will. Stop writing about the ducky. Yes, no ducky. Ahem. Duck. bah)
."NO! Get away from me! Get away! Stop it!"
Seeshou-maru frowned and reached for his towel. This sounded more serious than your average nightmare. Maybe she wasn't having a dream.Maybe someone was attacking her!
She let out another piercing yowl of fright, and Seeshou-maru bolted out of the bathroom.
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Kagome was dreaming; she was in a bathtub and someone was scrubbing her back. Rich scents drifted around her and she sank deeper against the person, relishing the sensation. The gently scrubbing hands drifted lower,beginning to scrub her sides and stomach, reaching forward to hold her. The candlelight danced around her, lifting off the candle sticks to float around the dimly lighted room. The person scrubbing her stopped scrubbing and pressed themselves against her. And this was a very pleasant sensation indeed.
(A/n:: x-rated dream. Go, Kagome! **cheers and waves a flag** yay!)
She turned to see who it was, wanting to kiss the person--and found herself staring at Kouga. And instead of looking loving his face kept contorting, emotions racing across his face until his features no longer looked human. And then he was a wolf, snarling at her, jaws snapping, tearing at her, fighting her. His hot breath choked her and the fangs kept coming closer, closer, so close, tearing into her----------
POP!
(a/n:: I don't know why the 'pop!'. Just know that she's awake now)
Kagome sat up in bed with a shriek just as the door to her room burst open with a bang. She shrieked again, her sleep-fogged brain aware only of the violence. Someone was shouting at her.
Heart pounding painfully in her chest, and her head throbbing, Kagome focused on the door of her room.
Her blurry vision cleared.
Kagome flushed.
Seeshou-maru stood in her doorway, clad only in an indecently small towel that had hearts all over it and a matching showercap, and armed with a rubber ducky and a scrub brush. He looked wild and frantic with worry.
Kagome stared, mouth hanging open, eyes wide, and nose on the verge of bleeding. OH, God. Wow.
."Kagome?! Are you okay??"The sex-god in the showercap before her waved his scrub brush defensively, spraying bubbly water everywhere, and his rubber ducky squeaked in emphasis. Kagome could only gape at him.
Milky...skin....slick with...bubbles...chest....legs...bare skin...BUBBLES...
."Kagome? Whats wrong??What happened? Are you hurt???!"
chest slick..and..BUBBLY...want...bare..skin..long..legs...small...towel..
."Kagome??Why are you looking at me like that?? What's wrong?? What happened to you??? Was it the nuns again? Are they here????"
The high frantic tone of his voice was slowly returning her senses. She blinked at him, trying to control the heat the was rising up to her face. She swallowed once, twice, three times....and then made the mistake of looking at the towel again.
It was so...SMALL. One wrong body movement and EVERYTHING would be revealed.
She swayed, her vision blurring, her senses leaving her again.
Slick skin....bubbles...small towel..must remove..towel..bare..skin..must....BUBBLES!
."Kagome??Whats WRONG??" he wailed. She shook herself and stared down at her lap, steeling herself against his magnificent...bare..body...NO! She shook her head again. She would not give in to the temptation! She was not ruled by her hormones! She would not jump him!
Kagome took a deep breath and looked up, meeting him squarely in the eyes. He had silvery eybrows and gorgeous eyes framed by darker, sweeping lashes. She swallowed. And perversely glanced at his chest. Her eyes watered."Leave!" she squeaked.
He just stood there being all slick and bubbly, completely oblivious to the affect he was having on her. He actually took a step into her room,sending all sorts of alarm bells off in her head. She clutched the blankets of her bed to help anchor her to it. She would not jump him she would not jump him she would not...
He shifted into a battle stance, legs spread, scrub brush held high."Don't worry, Kagome. I'll keep those nuns away!"
And then his towel fell.
Kagome saw it in slow motion: the edge uncurled, peeling back in such a taunting manner, revealing more skin. The towel clung to the damp skin, but without the knot to hold it up, began its decline off his body. More skin, then a whole leg, then the curling, soft-looking dark curls of his---------
."GET OUT!" she screamed, collapsing back onto the bed and spasming. Her senses were on overload. Blood was streaming from her nose. Stars were dancing in her vision. She had been given a glimpse of heaven and her human mind could not contain it. GOD! She babbled into her bedspread incoherently, eyes tightly welded shut, toes curling.
(a/n:: **raises eyebrows** responsive little thing, isn't she? Hm. Oh, the glory of Seeshou-maru. If you're confused by this scene, understand that she's just woken up from a dream that started out naughty and ended up tramatic, and then the first thing she saw was a mind-bogglingly attractive guy slick with soapsuds and warm water, and flushed from his bath. Trama+mostly nude Fluffy+whirling emotions due to her urge to kill Kouga= a collision of emotions that all smashed together into a whopping dose of lust. Plus I didn't want just the guys to be a bit hentai. I'm sick of it always being the guys. Why can't the GIRLS get the nosebleeds over the awesome magnificence of bishonen??? Well, in this story [which seems to be story of extremes] I RULE. And I say the girls get nosebleeds,too)
."Kagome?! Kagome whats wrong?" He was walking toward her. He was actually walking towards her. The damned fool didn't realize he was completely nude! She squealed desperately into the blankets and writhed around, trying to ward him off. She felt his hand touch her arm, and she lashed out."PUT YOUR TOWEL BACK ON YOU FOOL!" she roared, her arms cartwheeling as she lifted herself up from the bed.
A red haze had clouded her vision. Her defenses had kicked in and her mind was now blocking out all rays of magnificence Seeshou-maru was broadcasting and clouding her senses with a determined rage. She stomped up to him, chasing him out the door, and, with an enormous amount of self-control, slammed the door in his adorably bewildered face.
She leaned against it as the haze gradually left her. Her heart was pounding in her chest painfully, and her breath was labored. It was too early for her to handle this sort of thing. The universe was mean; giving her a nightmare and then shocking her senses with a moistened-down hot male. A hot male she was LIVING with, by the way. God, it was no wonder people had believed those stupid rumors so easily. She couldn't even control her reactions. She couldn't just be cool about it and make some smart-ass remark to smooth the situation over. Instead she'd gotten a nosebleed. She touched her fingers to her nose, and let out a small, agitated sound of digust before glancing at the floor.
A small, heart-covered towel lay there curled innocently. She hollered her fury and threw it out into the hall.
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Outside her room, a bare-assed Seeshou-maru stood there innocently in the sunshine and wondered what was wrong with Kagome. He had only been trying to help. Miroku had asked him to take care of her, after all. But how was he supposed to protect someone who was so damned tempremental?! Suddenly a shout cut through the peace of the house and her door whooshed open. He turned, startled, and a damp towel smacked him in the face. He stood there, the towel slowly trailing down his body, and stared at Kagome.
She had the oddest expression on her face.
."Kagome? Are you okay? Would you like some tea or something? I drink hot tea with some honey after I have nightmares and it always helps..." He trailed off and merely stared back at her pleadingly. Her silence was eerie, and the color rising to her cheeks beneath all of her dark hair was making him nervous."Kagome, say something!"
."Please go put some clothes on."She said slowly, painfully."You could kill someone with that thing." She pointed somewhere at his midsection, sniffled, and walked stiffly away. Seeshou-Maru watched her go, caught, despite the situation, admiring the shapely legs the moved beneath her oversized shirt. (hey, he's male and its morning). He watched her, vaguely confused, until she disapeared into the kitchen. Only then did he look down. For a moment it didn't register in his mind that he was nude. He simply saw himself, and wasn't surprised by the familiar contours of his body. He scratched the back of his neck, his fingers meeting the edge of his showercap. The damned thing always itched and he was loathe to wear it,but it was such a hastle to dry all his hair and he would not cancel the habit of indulging himself in his bubble-baths. And then it hit him. He'd been taking a bath. His towel was no longer covering his unmentionables. She had seen...him...
He paled."Oh, crap." He snarled, and stomped back into the bathroom, his ears flaming red with embarassment."Dammit all to hell." He slammed the door behind him.
Kagome took a deep, calming breath, and leaned against the counter. Her frazzled nerves were calm now, and the last lingering traces of fear from her dream had faded as she filled the kettle with water and turned on the stove. She moved to the fridge, looking at the magnets that decorated its surface. There were magnet words all over the place, scattered bits of poetry and rhyme. There was a notepad with the scribbled reminder of her coming. Kagome was briefly touched that her name was written on his fridge, but she quickly stifled the sensation. He'd known she was coming and had wanted to greet her. That was all. She shook her head and jerked the refridgerator open. The fridge was full. Bizarrely full, considering only Seeshou-maru lived there. There had to be at least four types of juice, and two types of milk (soy and cow milk).
(a/n:: yay for soy milk! Its better than real milk! **dances a jig in honor of soy milk**)
She took out the soy milk and drank it straight from the bottle. And that was how Seeshou-maru found her when he warily made his way into the kitchen; chugging down the soymilk innocently in the kitchen. She caught sight of him over the edge of the bottle---and choked.
."Woa, hey!" he jogged up to her and took the soy bottle away as she coughed and hacked, her eyes filling with tears."Are you okay?" he asked, laughing slightly, shyly looking up at her through a curtain of his hair, and then glancing back down again.
She laughed inbetween coughs."Sure." she coughed, and then grinned, forcing herself to look him straigh in the face. She refused to be ashamed. He had walked in on her, not the other way around. She had nothing to be afraid of. In the back of her mind a voice was taunting her, but she ignored it. She had to believe she had nothing to be nervous about. Otherwise she and this man would not be able to live together.
She cleared her throat again, and wiped at her eyes."So...where is my wayward cousin and the horny nuns?" She smiled slightly.
He coughed."Oh, their bodyguard shipped them out. They're staying at the local hotel. She said something about penance and a lifetime of hail mary's. She came back last night and picked up Miroku, drove him to the hospital. They had to hook him up to an i.v."
Kagome burst out laughing."Well, looks like he really COULDN'T handle them all."
Privately she was thankful that he was okay, but she would never admit it. Wild bulls couldn't drag the information from her.
Seeshou-maru grinned, and set the bottle of soy milk down on the table."Well, you know what they say about nuns. Living a life of abstinence must be difficult at times. They were...stressed." He started to snicker.
Kagome waggled her eyebrows."I bet." She said dryly, and then took the soy milk off the table and capped it. She opened the fridge and raised her eyebrows at him."You must eat a lot." She said, taking a deep breath. That's right, Kagome. Breath. In and out. You will forget what his goods look like. You WILL forget.
She turned around and looked him straight in the eye, and saw only his naked form, bathed in sunlight, ethereal in its beauty. She gritted her teeth and banished the image from her mind. She was no innocent when it came to temptation. Kouga had given her enough of that for her to have some resistance to it. She wasn't a child anymore. And she was not about to run away from what she was afraid of.
Kagome stared into his sweet face, and smiled at him. A true smile. And the one he gave her in return was beautiful." I didn't know what you liked, so I went out and bought a little of everything."He said, shrugging.
She grinned at him."Well, it was the best thing you could have done. I love food."
(a/n:: why is it that whenever I get sappy I get bored? This chapter is dragging and its starting to bug me. **scowls** bah. Mayhem, perhaps, to alleviate my boredom? Hmmm. Let us see.)
They smiled at each other, and a companionable silence fell over the pair. Kagome looked down at her bare feet. They were warm, bathing in the light that came in throught the stained glass on the door to the kitchen, where the nuns had broken in. One of the panes was broken, and through a rainbow of colored light that filtered onto the kitched floor, there was a patch of shadow. She stared at it, remembering the nuns and how frightening they had been. Kagome had actually feared for her cousins life. She shook her head. Christ, but nuns were scary. They made her care about MIROKU.
The sound of footsteps coming up the path startled Kagome out of her thoughts. She looked up, bristling with expectancy. It couldn't be Kouga. He couldn't have..."Sango!" she chirped, bouncing from the counter to the door. From outside Sango gave the younger woman an pleased smile. Kagome pulled the door open, and the bodygaurd, in black pants and a black muscle-shirt, stepped in."I thought you were Kouga for a minute there" she said sheepishly. Sango gave her a measuring look, and Kagome fidgeted under her gaze. She shook her head, trying to dispel her discomfort."So, how's Miroku?He awake yet?"
."Your cousin is recovering, Kagome." Sango said, looking annoyed.
Kagome blew a rasberry at her and led her to the table, grinning."Tried to cop a feel, did he?"
Sango bared her teeth in a grimace."You'd think he'd had enough by now. But he was plaguing the nurses so I sent in another group of nuns. They were more than happy to...solve his problem."
Kagome gagged and plopped into the seat between her and Seeshou-maru. Both were looking at her, amused."God, Sango, I didn't need to know that. I don't even want to THINK about...Miroku..orgies...gyah!"she buried her face in her hands to banish the mental image."So horrible.."
."It's an interesting idea, though."Sango said thoughtfully."Maybe he's SUPPOSED to be such a horny bastard. I mean, to be the legendary Priest is to have a LOT of sex. Why not make the man so he'd like what he was destined to..do... Kagome? Kagome! Come on, its not that bad!"
But Kagome was moaning into her hands to block out the images that were flashing through her mind."so EVIL..."she muttered."You know, it does make sense. But its still gross."
Sango shrugged."I'm just glad I'm not a nun. Those girls can't keep their hands off him--hey!"
Kagome scowled at her and prepared to throw another napkin ball at her friend."Just STOP. NO MORE!"
Sango grinned at her and began to whistle to herself innocently." Whatever you say.."Kagome blew another rasberry at her and wrinkled her nose.
."Well, my girls, I think its time you ate. YOU," said Seeshou-maru, looking pointely at Kagome and slapping the table for emphasis,"Have been asleep for more than a day. And you," he looked at Sango,"Have been armrestling horny nuns. It calls for some food, and I am your man." He winked at them and bounced to his feet and began to dance around the kitchen, tieing an apron around his waist and setting his plan to motion.
Sango looked from Kagome, who was grinning lazily at the mans' determined figure, to Seeshou-maru."I bet you are."she murmured, smiling slightly at his back. Kagome glanced at her, and Sango banished her smirk for something less suspicious."Do you think he can cook?" she whispered to Kagome, leaning close.
Kagome gazed at Seeshou-maru."I don't know. He looks a bit scrawny for a cook."
Seeshou-maru whipped around, eyes blazing."Can I COOK? Can I COOK??Oh, girlies, you haven't tasted food until I've cooked it!I am Seeshou-maru! Owner of half of Shikon city and all of Western Lands, Inc.! And I,"he hissed,"Am GOD of the kitchen!" He whirled around and tore through the kitchen, bringing out countless bowls and ladels and egg-beaters. He was making a mountain of them on the table. Kagome and Sango stared at the increasing pile in horrified astonishment, mouths opening and closing. Suddenly there was a crash, and the pile stopped growing. Seeshou-maru loomed over them."And I am not scrawny!"he thundered."I'm a sexy bitch and you know it!" he turned again, and threw food at them."Now COOK! Chop and boil! You will serve!" an unholy light had filled his eyes, and Kagome and Sango cringed.
Kagome swallowed the lump in her throat and set her chin, looked at the cabbage she held."I thought we were tired and deserved to be catered to." She said evenly.
Seeshou-maru paused just as an othe rant was coming on, sanity slowly filling his face. Suddenly he blushed."Oh, yes..well..um..."he bit his lip."Stop looking at me like that! I'm the son of a warlord! I can't help it!" His ears and neck burning, he took the veges from them and began to chop with a ferocious intensity.
Sango sauntered up to him and grabbed a head of cabbage, turning it over in her hands."Whadda ya say, Kag?"She tossed the cabbage at Kagome, who caught it."Wanna give Fluffy here a hand?"
."Fluffy??!!!"
She and Kagome grinned at each other."Oh, I don't know."Sango tugged at his mane of fluffy silver hair."I think it suits you."
."Yeah,"added Kagome,"Fluffy. It's perfect." She grinned ever so sweetly.
He scowled at them, but he was blushing again."Just shut up and start chopping those vegetables."
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endnote:: well, THAT was disapointing. Man, I am loosing my touch. That was such a boring chapter. I guess that's what I get for not writing anything for so long. A long, sappy chapter that bugs the hell out of me. See, I know it's a bad chapter when I don't make myself laugh when I write it. Argh.**sighs** oh, well. I'm sorry, readers. I will do better next chapter! In the meantime, please be merciful and review! Suggestions, comments, criticisms! I value them all! Oh, yes, and Seeshou-maru isn't the one she's surprised to find out lives at Miroku's house. THAT person has yet to show up.