What woke me up was the whimpering. It downright freaked me out, alright? It sounded like me, or like Miroku sometimes
or like any of us having a nightmare. The fire had died down to a dull glow, and I wasn't really sure where I was at first. I crawled
over to the noise, still in a half-asleep daze, and gently shook the whimperer until they woke up. Woke up and fuckin' jumped
me.
As I was assailed, well, I recognized him and was woken up completely. It was Kouga. I'd completely forgotten where I was
and what had happened. Of course, I'd woken him up abruptly in the middle of what could only be construed as a nightmare,
and he'd flipped me in my barely-wakened state. So now we sat, or lay, I should say. His face was about, I'd say, two inches
short of a respectable distance from mine and he was straddling me. There's very few instances when I get embarrassed, now,
and that's mostly due to the monk always palming my ass in front of large groups of people.
This, however, was different. Kouga had one hand holding my throat but not crushing it, and the other holding an arm above my head. The guy's hips were on mine, alright? I was a little red. He calmed down, seeing that it was only me, and sheepishly put the arm holding my throat to the side.
"I keep mistaking you for someone else," he stated, laughing nervously. "Well..that's all good and fine...but...would you mind getting off?...Now?" I asked, moving my free hand and accidentally grazing one of his bare thighs. Shit! I thought, trying to look anywhere but his face. He blinked, and then climbed off of me quickly.
"You were having a nightmare, I think." I told him, rubbing the part of my upper arm where he'd had his death grip. He made a face
and looked down.
"Yeah..." he said, embarrassed. 'Now you get embarrassed?' I snorted, ready to let the matter drop.
"Bird of paradise," he sighed. "Damn ugly things... They picked off most of my pack, y'know, I just can't..." turned away from me.
I figured now he really wanted to let the matter drop..
"I wish I could've taken 'em on by myself without mutt-face having to come and help.." I thought about that for a moment, never
really considering how Kouga actually felt about Kagome and Inuyasha. As much as Inuyasha saw Kouga as competition, well, it
must go both ways. I mean, traveling with the two, Miroku and myself had come to the conclusion that they were pretty much a
couple and loved each other, even if they wouldn't admit it to each other.
'Or themselves!' I held back a laugh, tried to hold my interest to the matter at hand.
I smiled at the wolf suddenly, remembering the day before. "Inuyasha's face was pretty funny earlier, huh?" He looked at me, surprised.
"I thought you all hated me, for, y'know, stirring things up all the time.."
"You all?" I asked, cocking my head to the side. "You've helped us plenty of times.
You did today." His eyes widened at this, and he looked into the dying embers of
the fire. The little light it gave off warmed his face handsomely. His eyes were black
in the dark, hiding their usual color. The fangs thoughtfully sticking into the lower lip
and the pointy ears made him look very young, then. I had to shake my head and look
away, curious as to what kind of mushrooms the deer had eaten before Kouga had
caught it.
"Well...Sango...I'm sorry for waking you up." He said quickly, and then flopped over onto his furs. I sighed, shook my head, and layed back down.
I can't sleep.
Is anyone even reading this? Hahaha..