Disclaimer: … hmm, haven't done this in like…ever, so here it for all the sue happy lawyers out there. I do not own Inuyasha, or anyone else in the Inu gang, but I do however, own Sakiya and my most hated character Frankie. Just to clear some legal issues up.
Alright, on to the story.
Snapshots of life
Ch 8: Child's Play
The sun's light sheltered his body like no man made light could. He dug his little hands into the warm sand leaning into the warmth of the earth's leading star. He kneeled down over the sand, careful not to soil his donated name brand clothes. His fluffy, and freshly combed out auburn tail hovered over the sand, it too remaining clean as he played.
"Don't be alarmed if you see a flash, just go on playing Shippo." Kagome said pointing the camera at Shippo through the shelter of the jungle gym. He nodded and continued to play, her presence blending in with the scenery.
His orange hair shined in the sun with radiant beauty. Kagome waited another fifteen minutes until the five year old's guard was completely down and he was entirely consumed in playing with toys in the sand box, a smile on his face.
She shifted a little to the left until his body was inspired by the right amount of sun and the right amount of shade, playing with the contrasts of them both. Finally she found the right pose and took three pictures of him, one of them of him reaching up playing with fall foliage that suddenly ambushed the picture. She untangled herself from the metal cage and walked to Shippo smiling at his good work.
"That was great Shippo!" she squealed unable to control herself. She picked him up and squeezed him softly. He giggled in her embrace, her intimate touch foreign to him.
"I forgot that you were there." He said in a childish voice cuddling into her stomach where she held him.
"Look what I got for you. Don't tell the other kids though, because I only have one. It'll be our little secret, k'?" Kagome handed the little boy a razzberry sucker. He beamed, nodding his head at their pact.
"Okay!" He took the sucker from her and immediately began sucking on it, honored to have a little secret with Kagome. She ruffled his hair and stood up to meet a put off Sakiya who had her hair braided into two long pigtails.
"What's wrong?" she asked a smirk on her face. She very well knew what was wrong with her. She sent twelve kids she had photographed today to hang out with Sakiya, telling her that she still had pictures to take of them and she'd be back to get them, but she never came back to retrieve them, leaving Sakiya to deal with the kids alone.
"That was not funny! You left me with those monsters for two hours!"
"Where are the kids? You didn't leave them---" She started; not believing that Sakiya would purposely put the kids in harm's way.
"No, I didn't leave them out there, they were all picked up. If anything would have happened to them it would have been done by me." She said glaring, grunting now and then as she unraveled the knots in her hair. Kagome laughed, lifting the camera to her eye and snapping a picture of the rough pigtails.
"…you did not just take a picture of me. Me and pig tails do not mix!" she groused, contemplating the embarrassment. She was a little more frustrated than usual. Once Kagome caught her yesterday after they made that surprise call to Inuyasha she had pounced on Sakiya, and the after math was a very sore body, and many, many, inventive threats.
"I can see that." She said eyeing her with a crafty smile. "Look at the bright side; I'm not as angry at you for selling me out to Inuyasha." She said sticking her tongue out and waving the camera in her face as brag.
"I didn't sell you out. It was an accident. I told you I was tired, besides you want him anyways…" She said combing her fingers in her hair until she was sure she didn't feel any more kinks.
"I don't wa---"
"Keep in mind that you can't lie, and you haven't stopped thinking about him since he saved you from Frankie, and showed you that he isn't just a walking erection." The joke had her blushing ten shades of maroon, and Shippo cocking his head to the side to grasp the acidic comment.
After recovering from the hard truth, and the rough joke she glared. She raised a finger in protest against that statement, though it was true, but Sakiya wasn't quiet through with her evidence of Kagome's suppressed crush.
"He punched him right in the nose Sakiya, and he didn't even try to seduce me afterwards! If it hadn't of been for him I---" she covered Sakiya's mouth and frowned. If she had of known that she would be quoted she wouldn't have said it.
"Okay, so I don't think he's a complete asshole but there are still extreme traces of one all over him, and that isn't going to change with one save, and I don't want him!" She glared. Sakiya shrugged and smirked at the blush creeping up on her face.
"I'm not the only one whose been saved by someone they so severely want." She grinned as Sakiya coughed, pink bleeding into her own face.
"No, there's a difference, see I was groped by circumstance, you on the other hand wanted it…" Shippo frowned. Now what exactly what was it? Kagome opened her mouth for another round but Sakiya cut her off at the start of her embarrassing comment.
"I said I was sorry!" All Kagome could hear was mercy. She grinned. Though she hadn't won that little battle, Sakiya obviously didn't want something unearthed. She'd have to use that to her advantage in the near future…
"So, he's still going to think I want to—" she looked at Shippo who had been eating their conversation up along with his sucker. She picked him up and felt a little of her anger slip away. He sank into her, cuddling into her abdomen.
"He's really attached to you. It's cute." Sakiya said smiling at the little boy.
"Yeah." She said wistfully squeezing him into her. He did seem to have grown closer to her in the five short hours that they had been together. She didn't mind though, although he was a child model he lived at an orphanage. He wasn't used to individual, genuine attention. It made her sad just thinking about it. She looked down at him and smiled, her heart melting at his little fox feet peaking out from under her arms.
They turned they're heads at the sound of footsteps trudging through the dieing, multicolored leaves that littered the ground.
"Hello ladies!" Miroku called from the slide waving at them, his car keys in his hands.
"Hey." They said dully, too curious as to why he was there to give him a proper greeting. Shippo hopped from Kagome's arms reluctantly a slight frown on his now blue lips.
"My, aren't you glowing." Kagome asked smirking at him. He shifted his weight to his other foot uncomfortable.
"Didn't you hear? Somebody got a goodnight kiss." Sakiya said nudging at his blush.
"Yeah." He said reflectively. They were no longer interested in making him squirm, because it seemed to have awoken the very perverted tendencies that lay dormant in him last night. Shippo studied his face and frowned.
"What a letch…" he said, they looked down at him. For a five year old he sure was perceptive, or Miroku was more open with his sexuality than they knew.
"You shouldn't listen to such grown up conversations Shippo. It could be damaging to your growing little mind." He said. Kagome frowned and crossed her arms.
"Oh, so that's what happened to you." Kagome said, taking a shot at him for the missing Sango that wasn't so in love with him that she could still see that the perverted things that he did were not cute, but just that, perverted.
"You wound me deeply Kagome."
"You brought that one on yourself…you've been doing provocative things in front of a five year old?" Sakiya asked smiling at Shippo then eyeing Miroku suspiciously.
"What? How could you speak of me in such an ill manner? It really hurts! You would think a good friend like you would see the true me, the one deep inside." He feigned emotional damage, leaning his head on her shoulder. She looked down at him and rolled her eyes. She pushed his head off her shoulder and glared at him.
"The kinds of things you do are the things that most men keep deep inside Miroku. You must've forgotten that I grew up with you." He saw her point, he turned to Kagome, who on the other hand had only gotten a small dose of his nature. She held up a hand changing the subject, not willing to indulge in his obvious problem.
"How do you two know each other?" Kagome asked picking the little boy up again.
"I've been trying to become his agent, but it's more difficult since he's a ward of the city…"
"Yeah, sometimes he comes and takes me to eat, or play games." Shippo said taken in by something he didn't get everyday. Miroku smiled at him.
"I'm trying to cut a deal with the head of the orphanage. This way Shippo will model for part of the year and during that time he will stay with me." He said explaining the situation to them. Kagome nodded setting the boy down. He ran off to the swings, the sucker still a bulge in the side of his mouth.
"So where are you guys headed now?" She asked him.
"Well, I'm going to Shippo's orphanage to work the kinks out of the deal." He said.
"Where'll Shippo be?" she asked ready to watch him if it came down to it.
"Oh, he'll be with Inuyasha." Kagome looked at him in disbelief. He wasn't serious was he?
"You're going to leave Shippo with Inuyasha?" she asked daring him to say yes. Sakiya laughed, Kagome looked as if she was about to lose her mind.
"…yes? I talked with the head of the orphanage she's okay with Inuyasha watching him." He replied carefully as to not upset Kagome more that she already was. She crossed her arms and looked at him like he had spouted another head.
"Obviously, she hasn't' met Inuyasha. You might as well blind fold him and send him into rush hour traffic." She said growing alarmed by Miroku's misjudging in Inuyasha's child care abilities, whose flaws were so painfully obvious. Sakiya laughed at the drama in Kagome's voice.
"He'll be fine Kagome. Inuyasha's great…good…oka---fine with kids!" He said. She narrowed her eyes at his butchered sentence. She didn't want Shippo's death on her conscience. She reached into her purse and pulled out an old gum wrapper and a pen. She scribbled her number on it.
"Hey Shippo, come here." The little fox demon ran to them stopping at Kagome's feet. She knelt down to him and smiled handing the number to him.
"If anything goes wrong just call me okay?" she said. He nodded privileged that she trusted him with her phone number. Miroku frowned; it wasn't that serious was it?
"Well," he looked at his watch, which read three o' clock. "we'll be going now. Bye ladies. Tell Sango I said hi." He waved.
"Bye Kagome! Sakiya!" Shippo waved at the two from beside Miroku jamming the slip of paper into his pocket happily. He looked back again and waved at Kagome, a little sad that they had to part so soon.
"Something tells me that will not be the last time you see that kid." Sakiya said. Kagome nodded, knowing that it was only a matter of time.
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"Okay Shippo, just act normal, and let me do all of the talking okay?" Miroku said looking down a ways at the little kitsune behind his legs. Shippo nodded a puzzled look on his face. He adjusted the straps of the turquoise backpack on his back. How else would he act? Miroku was so weird.
Miroku stared at the open elevator door for a while. What the hell was he doing here? Did he really think that Inuyasha was going to watch Shippo? Kids were never really a strong suit of his, and young Shippo was not going to change that in one day.
Miroku hung his head down and sighed stepping out of the elevator. Shippo followed closely determined not to get lost. He placed his hand on the hard metal of Inuyasha's door and after a while knocked. The door was opened on the first knock. Miroku smiled nervously at his aggravated golden gaze.
"What?" he said pre annoyed, a white towel clutched in his clawed hand and a white wife beater on his arm. Wet hair now a damp gray dotted his black sweats and the floor with renegade drops of water as he moved. He placed the towel over his head and squeezed slightly absorbing some of the water. Miroku squeezed by him into his studio apartment, Shippo shadowing him.
"Sure, let yourself in." Inuyasha said irritated. Usually this wouldn't bother him, but sleep deprivation hindered the best of them. Just as he settled himself in for the rest of the sleep he had intended to get before Kagome had decided to play on the phone, Miroku had let himself in via a spare key Inuyasha had given him. After relieving Miroku of his key and kicking him out he realized, that sleep as stubborn as it was refused to come back to him for a third time.
"You look terrible Inuyasha." Miroku said as Inuyasha shoved the shirt over his head angrily.
"Shut up." He glowered walking through his huge living room to the kitchen. Miroku followed him after securing Shippo on the couch in front of the cartoon equipped television. Inuyasha drank down a glass of water sourly, waiting for his aggravation to be quenched by Miroku. His ears twitched as diminutive sounds from the television filled his ears with sound. Miroku frowned at the look on Inuyasha's face as Inuyasha moved out of the kitchen and looked over to his entertainment system.
"Who's the kid?" He asked setting the glass down. He watched Shippo laugh at the cartoons a huge backpack beside him. They were now standing by the door; Miroku's talking hushed, as not to be picked up by Shippo.
"Oh, him?" Miroku asked stalling his answer and the inevitable favor that came with it.
"No, I'm talking about the other brat sitting in my living room on the couch, taking up space." He said derisively.
"I'm Shippo." He said from under them. They looked down at the tiny boy. Inuyasha stared at the boy for a while then smirked mischievously.
"Didn't I tell you that they don't allow pet's here?" He asked Miroku smirking at a now offended Shippo.
"I'm not a pet! You're the one with the dog ears!" He pointed up at Inuyasha accusingly. Inuyasha bent down and swiped at the young boy, striking him on top of his head. Tears came to eyes as he clutched his head, rubbing the pain away. Hell, he needed someone to take his frustrations out on, why not the fox brat?
"Ow, Miroku, he hit me!" He hid behind Miroku's legs his head still soar, calling on his older friend for aid.
'Didn't I tell you to let me do all of the talking?' He shook his head and hit Inuyasha in the same manner that he had hit Shippo.
"Shit! What the hell was that for! He started it!" he bellowed. Miroku studied his face for a while to see if his idiocy was sincere, after a couple of minutes he figured out it was indeed genuine.
"What the hell are you looking at? The little brat should learn to keep his mouth shut when adults are speaking!" He said throwing some dumb excuse out as justification for his childish methods of relieving his frustrations. Shippo peeked his red head through Miroku legs angrily.
"Adults?" Miroku asked, smiling nervously when Inuyasha cut him with a glare.
"You're not a grown up, you're a child in a big body!" he said sticking his tongue out at Inuyasha. Inuyasha reached at him to deliver another blow but Miroku picked him up out of Inuyasha's grasp.
"Why don't you go play in the freeway you little fu---"
"Haha Inuyasha you're so funny! Don't you mean why don't you go watch television?" Miroku cut in. After sticking his tongue out another time to spite Inuyasha, he complied with Miroku's wishes heading over to the couch where he originally was.
"He, is that child I was telling you about Inuyasha. You know the one from the orphanage? I'm getting ready to go to a meeting now and try to cut a deal. He's a really good kid and---" Inuyasha scratched his chin, the fact that Miroku was proceeding to tell the brats whole life story to him was in fact suspicious. He narrowed his eyes at Miroku stopping his wordy answer.
"What are you rambling on about?" He asked boorishly.
"Well, while I'm talking with the supervisor of the orphanage I was thinking I'd leave Shippo---" Inuyasha shook his head rapidly, his head reacting quicker than his foul mouth could.
"No."
"Inuyasha." Miroku said in a parental tone.
"No!"
"Inuyasha I---" Miroku sighed frustrated that he still wasn't able to get a word in.
"Hell no!"
"Come on Inuyasha, don't be that way!" he said. He looses a couple of nights of sleep and he throws a fit. Miroku didn't tell Inuyasha to stay up all those nights.
"You're not leaving the brat with me. I've got better things to do than watch a two year old all day!" He snarled his answer willed by the sleep that he hadn't gotten last night, or the nights before that.
"Like what?"
"Like sleep. It'll make my violent assault on you less painful." He snorted, then glared crossing his arms over his chest.
"I'll take my chances."
"Okay, no skin off my nose if you want to see how long a human can function without a throat." Miroku frowned and took a step back. What kind of psycho harbored thoughts like that? He had to be best-friends with the only one in the world.
"Come on Inuyasha. He's an orphan and---" Orphan, it sounded so pitiful and cheap now that Miroku was trying to play it off to strum Inuyasha's heartstrings of titanium.
"I don't give a rat's ass. Apparently you must of forgotten, but I didn't get much sleep last because of a certain lecherous bastard who---" He began, turning to Shippo a glare on his face. Miroku zoned out of Inuyasha's angry conversation, no doubt filled with an abundant amount of profanity and insults. He looked at the door and back at the bitching hanyou inching back now and then, stopping when he thought Inuyasha was finished. Inuyasha must have been brooding over his little speech all morning because, when he finally was done Miroku had slipped out undetected, the door still open.
"Fuck!" he shouted pulling the door open with enough force that would have alerted Shippo if his boisterous vulgarity hadn't. He looked over at Shippo, who too seemed upset about being left with Inuyasha, the man who was mean enough to label him a pet. Inuyasha thought about the chances of him catching Miroku, and figured they were slim to none. He'd think of a way to get the bastard back; after he woke up. He turned and headed up the stairs to his room, much to Shippo's contempt. He was only five! He didn't want to be left alone.
"Wait! Where are you going Inuyasha?" He chirped tailing Inuyasha legs.
"To sleep---"
"You can't leave me alone! I'm only a kid." He said his frantic actions a product of his age. He really didn't want to be left alone. Inuyasha stared down at him.
"You'll be fine. I ain't going nowhere Shippo. I'll be right in here." He said continuing to walk in his room despite Shippo cries.
"What am I supposed to do?" he asked wide eyed. Inuyasha shrugged.
"I don't know. Watch tv or something. Just don't bother me." He gave Shippo a slight gesture of his final answer and went into his bedroom, shutting the door in his face. Shippo watched as his gold eyes disappeared behind his door.
"What a jerk." He whined as he walked back to the couch. "What am I supposed to do?" he asked the air clawing his way onto Inuyasha's black couch. He sat all the way back on the sofa his feet reaching the middle of the cushion. He stared at the television blankly, his tolerance for Tom and Jerry that would have been higher if it possibly wasn't the only thing he'd be doing all day, dieing down.
"He thinks just cuz' he's older and bigger than me that he can be mean to me…" He frowned crossing his arms over his little chest. Tom and Jerry still played quietly on the television. Was there a marathon or something? He stared blankly at the screen until his mind drifted elsewhere. His eyes explored Inuyasha's entertainment system, landing on the stereo and its huge speakers, Playstation 2, then to the massive stack of DVDs, games and c.d.'s. He sighed and blew upward at the messy tuft of hair sitting on his forehead. He searched the couch for the remote, dipping his hands between the cushions until he felt the rectangular plastic.
He looked at the remote strangely having never seen one quiet like it. It might as well had been in another language, he had been working on reading but wasn't as good with it as he would have liked. He ran his finger over the mono button then the stereo button and spinning a dial, before finally deciding to randomly pick a button.
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He didn't think it was possible but he had finally managed to go to sleep. He even managed to keep hold of his slumber through Shippo's constant shuffling through his kitchen. He told himself that he'd step on him when he woke up.
He shifted in his bed, enveloped in cool black sheets; his heaviest cover thrown onto the floor in front of his bed along with his shirt. His ears relaxed against the comfortable silence contentment in their time to rest. His body finally responded to his resting state and he began to doze into deep unconsciousness.
"From what you dooo!" Chad Kroeger from Nickelback screamed thunderously, heavy guitars enhancing the effect. The bass and sensations from the guitars traveled through the whole apartment sending vibrations through Inuyasha's bed and into his body. Inuyasha sat up in his bed, his heart thumping in his maybe damaged ears. The volume of the song increased even more. Inuyasha covered his ears with his hands, so quickly that he knocked himself off balance and sent himself sprawling out onto the floor. He stood up his growl getting lost in the deafening music.
"Hands on the mirror, can't get much clearer." The guitars and the singing quieted, not enough to matter, but they quieted. He placed his feet on his carpet one name coming to mind; Shippo. He traveled to his door throwing it open. He again covered his ears, because as quickly as it had quieted the music became louder again. "Can't make this all go away. Now that you're bleeding you stare at the ceiling, and watch as it all fades away!" It roared hitting him full on and vibrating through his chest. He trudged to the couch where a startled Shippo stood, the black remote to the stereo in his terrified hands.
Inuyasha opened his mouth and began to shout at him until his head hurt trying to outdo the music. The guitars and lead singer's harmony swallowed his voice whole making his mission futile and harmful to his health.
Shippo looked into the hanyou's mouth unaffected by something he couldn't hear. If his ears weren't hurting so bad, Inuyasha's struggle to reach him through the music might have been funny. He began to press buttons on the remote randomly like he had tried to do before as a vein in Inuyasha's neck bulged unnaturally. He pressed the same button he had pressed to activate the music.
"SHIPPO! YOU LITTLE IDIOT!" Inuyasha shouted unaware that the music was off. He growled at the little boy through his burning throat, his voice heated and choleric.
"Uh oh." Shippo said backing away from Inuyasha's wrath.
"You're damn right uh oh, you little runt!" He bellowed, jumping over his couch and cutting Shippo off at the pass as he began to run. He grabbed him by the tail and jerked him upwards and into his face.
"I was just trying to change the channel! Put me down you big bully!" He twittered from his new, higher position. His face was turning red from the blood rushing to his head. He grabbed the captured fur of his tail and pulled upward until he met Inuyasha's hand. He sank his tiny fangs into Inuyasha clamped fist. Inuyasha shouted in pain and dropped him to the ground, his anger growing a notch. Before dashing off under the table he stuck his tongue at the now wide awake Inuyasha.
"Shippo!" He stuck his hand under the coffee table reaching for Shippo, who had already escaped through to the other side. He ran to the kitchen and turned before actually going in, heading up the metal staircase. He ran down the long stretch of carpeted hallway. In front of him against the metal bars was a small end table with a phone atop it.
'He's going to kill me!' He shouted in his mind. He remembered the number in his pocket and grasped it in his tiny hand. He picked up his speed, jumping up onto the table. He grabbed the portable phone in his hand, looked at the number, and began dialing roughly.
"Hello?" a voice asked.
"Kagome help I---" he started frantically. Inuyasha spotted him through the bars of the stairs and instead of going up the stairs hopped over the railing from the ground floor. When he spied Inuyasha he dropped the phone and took to the stairs, hopping down them two at a time.
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"You guys made a bet on us?" Sango asked incredulously. She studied them for lies, just incase they decided to tell one.
"A bet…no…it was more of a…thing." Rin said.
"A thing?" She asked. Rin shook her head yes, even though now that Sango said it her explanation of their bet sounded stupid.
"Yeah, a thing, that I won! One hundred dollars, you gotta love your things." Kagome said beaming. Sango glared at the two.
"Sango you're not gonna hurt us over a little bet are you?" Rin asked innocently.
"No, well not today. I figured I would wait for Sakiya to be here too, so that I can hurt all of you at the same time. Where is Sakiya anyways?" She smirked. They couldn't tell if she was telling the truth or if she was just kidding.
"She said she wasn't feeling well…" Kagome said worry crossing her face. She didn't seem sick this morning. Maybe she should drop by…
"Wonder what's wrong." Sango said thoughtfully going to the phone.
"Let's go over! Have you guys noticed that since we've known her we haven't been over to her apartment once?" Kagome looked up strangely, Rin was right. She had been at their apartment all the time but they hadn't been to her apartment once. Maybe she didn't trust them. She frowned. Why wouldn't she trust them? Yes, they had known each other for about a month and a half now, but that was long enough to establish a trusting relationship right?
"Kagome? I'm sure she's fine." Sango reassured her. Just as she was about to dial her number the phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Kagome help I---" A frantic little voice said over the line and then the phone went dead, meeting her ears with a dial tone. She looked at the phone peculiarly, then at her friends.
"Who was that Sango?" Kagome asked flipping through a magazine speedily, not really focused on it.
"Someone just called for you but before I could answer the phone line went dead. It sounded like a child."
"A child?" she asked anxiously Shippo's tortured face entering her mind. Sango nodded and she jumped up dashing to her bedroom for her shoes. They watched her scurry about the apartment looking for her keys frantically, her mind troubled with the thoughts of poor Shippo being killed by Inuyasha.
"What are you doing?"
"I gotta go. Be back later."
"Why?"
"Rescue mission." Was her scant answer to their questions. It only made them more confused as she madly searched for the keys that rested in her purse, on her shoulder.
"Okay…where are you going?" Sango asked.
"Inuyasha's." She said. They smirked at her mockingly. She stopped and looked at their grins, glaring.
"Not for whatever you perverts are thinking about!" she snapped, finally going to her purse for her keys.
"So you're not going over there to finish the little conversation you two had yesterday?" Sango asked. Kagome lifted her head up from her cluttered purse the keys grasped in her hand tightly, serving as the pressure point for her anger.
"No! I told you that was an accident." she glared heading to the door and away from their sneers. She burst back through the door her face baffled. She had no idea of where the esteemed hanyou dwelled. She peeked her head through the door.
"Rin you interviewed Inuyasha right?" She asked softly.
"yeah…" Rin nodded.
"And you could say that you two are friends, right?" She asked again.
"Yeah…" Rin nodded again.
"You wouldn't happen to know where he lives would you?" she asked sheepishly. Rin shook her head and scribbled Inuyasha's address on a piece of paper.
"…Thank you… I'll be home later."
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Inuyasha extended his arms across the top of the couch giving up on his mission to sleep. He flipped through the channels on the tv, not stopping on one channel more than three seconds at a time. He pressed harder on the small crate under his feet as it stirred under him.
"Quit squirmin' before I poke you with a stick." He said cantankerously to Shippo, whom he had trapped under the crate like a rat. Shippo stuck his little hands through the square holes in the crate, rattling it futility. He had been trapped in his prison under Inuyasha's feet for the better part of thirty minutes.
"Let me out Inuyasha! I'll tell Miroku." He piped from the floor. Inuyasha snorted and folded his arms over his chest.
"What the hell is Miroku going to do to me?" he asked, amused that he thought that Miroku could have any leverage over him. Miroku was going to be the one afraid when he came back to retrieve Shippo, not him. That bastard had some nerve leaving the runt here when he had so clearly and angrily said no.
"Well…well you'll be sorry when I get out of here! I'll use my fox fire on you!" he tried to point at him to emphasize his point, but found it rather difficult in such a small space. Inuyasha sneered at the little boy, making him feel even angrier.
"You couldn't light a match with that puny attack!" he snickered. Shippo clenched his tiny fists and scrunched his face up in…mock anger. Inuyasha copied him clenching his fist in the same way. Shippo could feel tears come to eyes, but held them back for the sake of his own dignity.
knock knock
"Inuyasha! Open this door!" Kagome shouted faintly through the metal. Her beatings on the door were louder than her actual voice.
Inuyasha's pulse started to beat obscurely through his body at the sound of her voice and he instantly stood up on her command, his foot still on top of the crate. His eyes shifted to the door casually like he had been expecting her. He hadn't and it was a surprise and a mystery to him that she was here. Surprise or not it still was welcomed with open arms. Something from last night's phone conversation was still with him, and he could feel it pool in his stomach not quiet as strong but, it was still there.
"You're gonna get it now! Kagome's here!" Shippo squeaked triumphantly under the crate. His cry fell on deaf ears.
He looked down at Shippo with annoyed eyes and placed the leg of his coffee table on top of the crate. He opened the door quickly, stepping outside before Kagome could hear Shippo's cry for help.
"Kagome, what are you doing here?" He asked quietly, his tone of voice probing and shifty. She stared at him confusedly. She didn't know how to respond to him without his usual smirk and cocky attitude. His reaction to her surprise visit was unexpected. It was surprisingly calm for such a horny man.
"I'm here because…because…" His golden eyes never faltered into humor or any of his infuriating gestures. He studied her face heatedly, tracing its defining features with careful eyes. She fought to grasp the begging of her sentence.
"Because…What the hell are you doing to Shippo!" she shouted proud that she was finally able to get it out, against Inuyasha's gaze. He narrowed his eyes at her.
"You better not have killed him Inuyasha! I told Miroku not to leave him with you! Who knows what the hell you've…" She continued to scream at him, his thinning patience disregarded by her. He was already irritated by the lack of sleep (that was partially her fault), and he really didn't have the strength to humor her. He wasn't in the mood for her bitching, he wasn't about to have this. Fuck that.
"Kagome…" he somewhat growled to her, low and warning. Before she knew it he was upon her the same funny growl unfurling from his chest. She stared at him with wide eyes shocked at this primitive sound resounded from his chest, and aimed at her nonetheless. He didn't succeed in calming her down; he just spurred her mild annoyance into anger.
"Let me go." She demanded darkly, as he backed her up into the elevator cage. She put her hands on his chest defensively. He grasped her wrists, the growl reaching out to her again. The next thing he said had her mind reeling at this strange affliction that had seemed to come over him in this short time.
"Kagome…" It was her name, but a rumble deep in his chest, defining and profound. She jerked again, the cage beginning to hurt her back. He held fast letting out an aggravated growl. She bristled at the closeness of his body and his show of bravado. He glared at her and pulled her closer, the need to ignore her bluster stronger than any anger she could throw at him.
"…You bitch too much." He said lowly, his mouth hovering next to hers intimately. Her breath hitched and she held her words on her tongue, afraid. Afraid that if she talked she would touch his lips and everything but a negative reaction would leave her…
"Kagome…" He said once again. She felt fire in his voice. She again tried to speak, finding it difficult so close to his lips. How was he doing that? How the hell was he doing that! How was he able to speak so lucidly to her at such a close proximity, and why did he so passionately enjoy putting her in such compromising positions? What the hell did he want from her!
"You didn't say sorry for yesterday." He growled. She could feel the vibrations of his growl travel across her lips. He stared at her with a relentless fervent gaze. He could hear her silent cry for him to stop, but he wouldn't stop. Not until she needed him, not until he could feel her desire for him, like he desired her. He wanted permission. Her persistent rejection was tiring, and unknown to him. He inched a little closer his lips more than a hover, a silhouette against hers. She swallowed dryly.
She closed her eyes wishing herself away. She didn't want to feel this. She didn't need to feel this. His eyes and his intent were so intense, it scared her. Inuyasha was a door with unknown contents, what if she explored it and she didn't like what was inside? What if she did like it…
You'll never know until you try…
"I'm sorry." She whispered against his lips. She was right, as soon as she spoke her lips brushed against his tenderly, sending fire rampantly through every nerve in his lips; she added a little more pressure earning a groan of liberation. She opened her eyes, and found Inuyasha staring at her with a heavy lidded gaze. He released her wrists, permission granted. He had gotten what he wanted so he'd give her what she wanted.
'You want a response?' He planted his lips against hers firmly, and confidently. He was sure, he was so sure of what he wanted. She willingly parted her lips and accepted his tongue, jumping at the chance for him to get deeper. Deeper indeed, she never knew she could taste a kiss so copiously. It was so rich and passionate, filled with all his soul and a divine ardor. She felt her knees go weak at the intense commute of his fire. Kami they'd never break, it was so sweet…
The door creaked and a ball of fur dashed past Inuyasha and hurled itself into Kagome's stomach. Instinctively she caught it against her and clutched its warm fur.
"Eww! Inuyasha! What are you doing to Kagome?" Shippo panicked, squeezing himself between the both of them, and pummeling his tiny paws into Inuyasha's stomach. He didn't know what to think. Inuyasha was close to her like he wanted to hurt her, but Kagome looked too flustered to be in any pain.
Inuyasha glared at the kitsune for interrupting them. Kagome's lips were a gift. He raised his fist up to strike him, but found Kagome's defenses back up. He looked at the two calmly and sighed. He didn't feel nearly as tired as he thought he was, no, not after that. His senses were still intoxicated. Her lips gleamed, still moist with his kiss, he liked the sound of that, his kiss. He was grateful that Shippo's presence was enough to keep his arousal at bay… for the time being.
"Kagome!" She smiled at him lifting him up to her view. Inuyasha realized why she was here now, the outcome of it something he appreciated.
'The runt finally did something right.' He licked his lips chastely.
"How're you Shippo." she asked not able to remember anything before his kiss. She walked into Inuyasha's apartment chatting with a very upset Shippo.
"Come on in." he said humorously.
"Don't tease Inuyasha, I'll leave." She through an over confident glance his way her face hot. Leaving would be a hell of a lot easier than staying, even f he didn't mean it.
"Like you could leave now." He said just as confidently, brushing behind her to remind her of that touch that so easily made her knees weak. She turned red at overexertion at trying to jump back into the swing of the norm too quickly.
"I'm sorry that you're so disillusioned." She let out cattily. He eyed her then smirked.
"My ass." She grinned; he really thought he had that much influence over her? One of them was in denial, and she was sure it wasn't her.
"And then he put me under that crate! I thought he'd never let me out!" he twittered to her. She kissed the corner of his head. Inuyasha looked at the upside down crate and at the coffee table.
"Guess you're stronger than I thought you were."
"Don't worry Shippo; Inuyasha only does those kinds of things because he's a jerk. Come on I'll make you something to eat." She said irked at his immaturity. Shippo nodded and stuck his tongue out at Inuyasha who in turn glared, sending him threatening gestures that Kagome could not see. Something told him she felt it and wasn't particularly happy about him incarcerating Shippo in a crate for thirty minutes.
Once she made her way to the kitchen she opened the refrigerator, Shippo at her feet peeking in. She pulled out some lunch meat and cheese, Shippo being a kid instinctively went for the sweetest thing he could find, which happened to be cookies.
"Shippo…" She said her voice taking on the air of a concerned mother.
"Please!" he begged.
"Okay." She wasn't one for the pleas of a child. She lifted him up to the kitchen sink and turned the water on making sure it was just right before Shippo stuck his little hands in.
"Kagome…I don't know how to make cookies." he said ashamedly, like normal five year olds that didn't live in an orphanage did. She smiled and giggled a little bit. That was to be expected from a five year old.
"I'll tell you exactly what to do." She said pulling the roll of raw cookie dough. She pulled up a stool and sat him on top of it, covering a pan with a cookie sheet. She walked to the oven and he followed willing, listening to her discussion about the oven faithfully. Inuyasha watched them from the bar snorting at Shippo's tender feelings. They turned at his snort as he walked to them, amused at Shippo's expense.
"Something funny?" Kagome asked her annoyance peaking. She sat Shippo on the stool and glared.
"Yeah, something funny?" Shippo asked his hands on his hips like Kagome, instigating. Inuyasha glared, put off by Shippo's valor.
"Nothing little Martha Stewart." Shippo stared at him confusedly as he patted cookie dough between his small hands.
"My names not Mar…Martha whatever." He protested putting the last cookie on the pan. Sure he didn't know who Martha Stuwart was but, something told him the comment wasn't flattering. Once Shippo finished the last cookie Kagome put the pan in the oven and turned back to Inuyasha ready to continue the pending fight.
"What is your point Inuyasha?" She asked rubbing her hands together, so that the flour fell off.
"What kind of man bakes cookies?" He said.
"Most don't. You fail to notice that he is five, but you're right, why don't you and Shippo go sit in the living room and watch football while I, finish the cookies, and bring you a couple of beers!" she shouted annoyed by his failure to see that Shippo was only five.
"I can't help it if the little brat is weak." He shrugged.
"I'm not a brat!" He said crossly.
"Yes you are!" Inuyasha answered coolly laughing at his anger. Shippo thought about his position on things, his hand in the flour. He couldn't wrap his five year old brain around the fact that Inuyasha was intent on teasing him. He watched the two of them as they continued to argue and Inuyasha shot insults his way every once in a while, and every time he would Kagome would counter, on behalf of him. In the middle of it all he realized that no matter what he did, Kagome would be there to protect him. So, throwing caution to the wind he put some of the fine white powder in his hand and chunked it at Inuyasha's face, pleased and quiet amused at the outcome. The powder exploded in a white cloud and attached it's self to Inuyasha's face, making him resemble a mime.
They all sat in silence, clouds of flour still floating in the air. Shippo was the first one to begin laughing, then Kagome, then Inuyasha's rage. They pointed and laughed at Inuyasha's pale face, only making him angrier. He swiped for Shippo, but of course Kagome was on his side. She grabbed her own hand full of flour and tossed it in his face going with the flow to lessen the wrath on Shippo and to entertain herself.
"What the hell! This is not funny." He growled at the laughing pair.
"Yes it is." Kagome insisted, howling at his ghostly appearance.
"Yeah you're right, it is." He smirked at them. They looked at him strangely not trusting his sudden good spirits. Kagome picked Shippo up and slowly backed away from the smirking hanyou.
"Where you going? I wanna show you something that's really funny!" He said, his smile twisting wickedly. He picked up the bag of flour and grinned inching toward them.
"We only threw a hand full!" Kagome squealed a reminder, as he emptied the whole bag over her head, shaking it dramatically until he was sure all of it was messily displayed all over them…well mostly her. She opened her eyes and found herself covered head to toe in a white cloudy mess. Inuyasha howled at her now ashen form. Kagome's mouth was slightly ajar shocked by Inuyasha's playfulness, and the fact that her hair was now a snowy white with a gray sheen. Now that he returned the snowy attack, she found it less humorous.
"You're right, that is funny." He laughed. Suddenly he felt very playful, and Kagome didn't.
"Ha ha ha, I'm starting to think that you were right. Where's your bathroom." She said flatly. Inuyasha pointed her to the guest bathroom upstairs still laughing at her appearances, forgetting all about his.
"Aww, Kag don't be like that!" He laughed as they trudged upstairs. Kagome closed the door and locked it; she looked under the cabinets for shampoo, and applied it amply to her hair. Now that she thought about it, she wasn't very happy about Inuyasha retaliating against her. She did that to get back at him for being a chauvinistic pig…
She squeezed loose water from her hair and draped a towel over it, to erase any possibilities of her getting sick. Shippo hadn't really got hit with the flour, she used her body to shield his, getting the full blast of it. She looked down at Shippo who was busy emptying his huge back packs of big empty water guns, and water balloons. She looked at the guns peculiarly ideas filling her head.
"Shippo…where'd you get those water guns from?" She asked looking at the three water guns and the water balloons on the floor.
"Miroku bought them for me.' He said.
"It's kind of weird for someone to buy a kid water guns in the middle of the fall." Shippo shrugged. He was a kid, everyday was summer! She smiled picking one of them up.
"Wanna have some fun?" She asked pushing one of them in his hands.
"Okay." He nodded. She filled the transparent blue gun with a shoulder strap up first and handed it to Shippo. He secured the big gun across his tiny chest and began to pump the handle back and forth until the gun built up enough pressure to push the water out. Next she filled her gun, which was even bigger than Shippo's. She pumped hers too and gave it a test squirt, laughing as the pressure of the gun was strong enough to knock the shampoo bottle off of the table.
She pushed opened the door quietly motioning for Shippo to follow. He stepped over the other contents of his backpack following her commands. She removed her shoes to give herself a fighting chance of Inuyasha not hearing her. She walked to the railing of the stairs and peered through the bars searching for Inuyasha. He was standing in the kitchen at the sink washing flour from his face. They walked softly to the kitchen standing at the bar covertly ducking down. Every once in a while they would stand up to see if he had detected them yet. She glanced over the bar, slightly kneeling to stay out of sight. She sat Shippo on top of the bar.
"Ready…" she whispered.
"Set…"
"Aim" They pointed they're guns at him.
"Fire!" she shouted, Inuyasha turned to them startled by the sudden outburst, and was barraged by long streams of powerful water blasting him in his face.
"Hahaha! You look like a wet dog Inuyasha!" Shippo laughed at the wet hanyou. His hair was matted to his head and his ears drooping at the weight of the water. He looked at them with wide eyes temporarily stunned by the blast of cold water.
"Who the hell plays with water guns in the middle of the fall?" He shouted at the two as they cackled at his pitiful drooping ears. He came around the bar growling at the two. His playfulness assassinated with the icy water.
"I look like a wet dog Shippo? You're about to look like a dead fo---" Kagome blasted him with another shot of cold water. They're laughing was cut short as Inuyasha came charging toward them enraged. They headed up the stairs giggling when they could. As she looked back once in a while to see if he was still there, she felt adrenaline fill her. The thrill of the chase kept her running, despite that fact that there was no real harm…except maybe for Shippo.
They turned the corner, and into his room barricading themselves inside. They didn't realize he had stopped chasing them by the time they made it in his room, something in the bathroom catching his eye. He stuck his head inside the door spying Shippo's little weapon chamber.
"O.k. wench, you and Shippo want to play?" He threatened the air filling the water gun up. He inched back down stairs, letting the silence scare them more then him banging on the door could.
"What do you think he's doing?" Shippo asked in a panicked whisper. She pumped her water gun again before answering.
"I don't know…" she said ominously. Shippo eye's widen as he envisioned the worst.
"What if he's planning to kill us? Kagome I don't want to die!" he squealed. Kagome smiled. That wasn't it, but it was weird that he hadn't kicked the door down yet. He was fully capable of it.
"I'm…going to see." She said unsure of herself.
"No Kagome!"
"Stay here, I'll be back…" She said quietly putting her hand on the knob. Did this scream Kagome don't be a hero or what? Shippo hugged her leg one last time before she left, as if the guns were real and she was in some kind of danger. She closed the door softly behind her, looking down the long hallway, then inching upon the corner. She looked past the corner and blew out tense air as she only saw the stairs. Slowly she walked down the stairs her gun in front of her and ready. Silence never seemed so loud.
Her heartbeat took care of the silence for her, as she walked into open space. Open space was never a good thing. Sure there was enough space to run, but also enough space for others to hide. Her heart leapt into her throat and left her rigid as a hand clamped onto her shoulder.
"Boo." A voice said calmly. She screamed. She whirled around and was met with cold water. Inuyasha grabbed her gun, but found that she was quite attached to it. He pulled her to him, the gun in between them.
"Kagome!" She looked up at her nameand smirked. Inuyasha, lost in her change of attitude looked up too, loosing his grip on her. She backed away and three fat red water balloons, simultaneously crashed on top of him, saturating him in a way that no water gun could. Shippo smiled from the banister. Kagome took that moment to take his gun and run to Shippo, the chase was on…again! Inuyasha twitched at the artic water that drenched him; he picked up a magazine and hopped the banister, stopping them just as they again ran for the base of his room.
"Shippo here, run! Don't come out until all of this is over!" Kagome shouted. He escaped into Inuyasha's room, Inuyasha's weapon his hands. Kagome squirted the gun with left over pressure from her last pump. Inuyasha backed up against the force of the water, blocking most of it with the magazine.
"You brought this on your self." she backed him down the stairs. In the frenzy of the water and excitement, he dropped the magazine on accident. Kagome hurried down and kicked it out of his grasp, continuing to push him back with her gun.
"How did I bring this on myself?" He asked incredulously, his arm shielding his face against the water.
"By challenging me!" She said haughtily, grinning as they neared the living room. She held the gun up at her side the pressure completely gone. She had to pump it harder and longer now that it was almost empty. Inuyasha took advantage of this and lunged at her, tackling her to the floor. They were between the couch and the coffee table. The gun skidded out of her hands barely in her reach. Inuyasha, on top of her saw this and reached up, grabbing it for himself.
"Ha!" he shouted and began pumping, constricting his legs together, on either side of her hips, so she couldn't escape her fate. His stronger muscles allowed him to build up pressure faster. He squirted the last of the water in her face. She put her hands in front of her face, deflecting the water onto her head, drenching her hair, all the while laughing. Once the gun was empty he tossed it to the side smirking.
"Give up, and I'll let you go." He grinned.
"No way in hell." She glared playfully, reaching upward onto the couch, groping for a pillow. Once she got it, it was too late for Inuyasha. She swung at him getting a perfect shot. He yelped falling backwards as she scrambled away from him. He grabbed a pillow of his own. She thought about the result, Inuyasha could probably kill someone with a pillow. She instantly dropped hers.
"I give!" she breathed.
"That's what I thought." She plopped back in the damp carpet panting. She hadn't even realized that she was panting until now. Inuyasha extended his body on the couch, looking down at her with thoughtfulness.
"That was fun…" She said. He nodded, his hand extended down to her.
"Yeah, but next let's wait for summer, and do it outside next time."
"Why? It's more entertaining when we mess up your house, and I get the rush of possibly getting sick."
"Oh right, I'm so stupid sometimes." She looked up at him and smiled.
"No argument here."
"Wench." He growled out playfully throwing a pillow at her. She caught it and put it under her head. She wasn't even mad about be called wench. It wasn't exactly flattering but his playful air canceled that out.
She sat up suddenly and breathed in. A weird smell was heavy in the air. She released his hand. She had smelled it before… it was smelled good, but as she surveyed it longer her eyes began to burn with the stench. It smelled like food but distorted, she couldn't quite place it…
Beep Beep, the fire alarm wailed, and it suddenly came to her.
"Oh shit, Kagome, the cookies!" Inuyasha shouted. They raced to the kitchen. Inuyasha expected the worse possible outcome; those cookies had to have been in the oven for at least an hour. Kagome was in the kitchen first. She picked through Inuyasha's drawers, searching for oven mitts.
"Here!" he shouted throwing them to her. She pulled the tray out of the oven and sat it on the stove patting frantically at the cookies that were slightly ablaze. She looked at the charred cookies for a while, taking in the shriveled, black, inedible stones on the tray. Inuyasha began to laugh, Kagome turned to him heatedly, throwing the mitts off.
"This is the furthest thing from funny Inuyasha!" she said.
"Damn, I wanted one of those too." He said teasingly watching her bristle. He held one up, his claws piercing into the hard surface, to save his hands from burning from touch the hot cookies
"Shut up." She glared, tossing the cookies into the trash.
"You cook one thing and almost burn down my kitchen." He shook his head, teasing her to the point where he could feel her ire. She threw the oven mitt at him, wiping flour from the counter. They were going to have to do a lot of cleaning; it made her almost regret they're little war. Almost being the keyword there, since she won.
"Sometimes, I really don't like you." she said peevishly crossing her arms over her chest. He opened the storage room closet, to get a mop and a broom, and chuckled.
"You like me?" He asked hopefully, teasing her through his smirk. She frowned, had she said that? She did kiss him…
"No, don't get confused I don't, especially not now. Are you kidding me? Now, be a good boy and clean up." She grinned taking the mop from him. He reached for her but she anticipated this and quickly stepped out of grabbing range. He smirked after her and began to sweep.
She walked under the stairs and began mopping up the result of Shippo's water balloons, picking up pieces of broken rubber. She rested the mop against the wall as her phone began to ring.
"Hello?" she answered warily; she hoped that it wouldn't be one of her friends. She didn't want to deal with their cackling instigations right now. She had been at Inuyasha's for a while, and she was sure they'd never let her live it down. Sakiya was right, she wasn't good t lying.
"Kagome, you're over Inuyasha's house?" She pulled the phone closer to her and drifted off to a more secluded spot, Miroku's suspicious tone of voice spurring an apt amount of secretive behavior from her. She smiled relieved.
"Yeah, need something?" She asked leering into the corner. She listened carefully, nodding.
"I thought you already had a key! Fine, whatever, I'll get it back, and I know exactly what to do with it. I gotta go bye!" She hung up the phone before he could say bye, moving back into her mopping spot.
After successfully cleaning the kitchen, 'like a good boy' Inuyasha sat at the bar watching Kagome, mop away puddles of water on his wood floor. He grinned, she was just creating more work for herself, her hair was creating more puddles than they had actually created. He walked over to her placing his hands over hers on the broom handle. She looked up startled by how quietly he had snuck up on her.
"You scared me jerk!" she hit him softly in the stomach. He shrugged.
"I wasn't trying to, but then again it doesn't take much to scare you, now does it?" He asked smirking. She pulled the mop free from his hands.
"And it doesn't take much for you to be a jerk, now does it?" She said, mimicking his sneer. He grabbed the mop back, pulling her to him in the process. She gasped. He placed his arm around her back staring down at her. He pulled the mop fully out of her grasp, surveying her wet hair and material of her clothing.
"Inuyasha?" she questioned his solicitous gaze.
"You should go dry off; I don't want you to get sick." He said letting her go. That beautiful kiss they shared in the hallway was still with them, and now more than ever he felt it was his duty to make sure nothing happened to her as long as he was involved with her, even something as simple as catching a cold. She nodded heading up the stairs, stepping over puddles of water on her way up.
Inuyasha began taking care of the rest of the puddles waiting for Kagome to come back downstairs. She came back fifteen minutes later, standing at the top of the stairs. She was clad in a baggy pair of red sweats with black strips down the sides, and a black spaghetti strap tank top on. Since she wore that under her top shirt and Inuyasha had mainly wet her hair, her shirt underneath stayed primarily dry. Her hair was tossed to one side of her head, resting on her shoulder. He looked at her with a raised eyebrow scoping her outfit.
"You're in my clothes…" He said. She looked down at her clothes and gasped.
"Imagine that! What you thought I was going to come down here naked… on second thought don't answer that." she exclaimed brushing past him and into the living room, carrying more than she had before she went in.
"I really wanted to too." He grinned.
"I'm sure you did.."
"Where's Shippo?" He asked.
"We left him up there so long; he fell asleep in your bed with his gun tucked at his side. You know, like a true solider." He chuckled.
She straightened the living room up hastily, nothing real spiffy, but presentable. Inuyasha dropped the mop, not at all hesitant at the fact that they had just spent forty-five minutes cleaning up, and hopped over the back of the couch, stretching over the cushions.
"Scoot over." She pouted patting his legs with her hand. She was tired. Playing with water guns, running all over the house and then cleaning up the result was exhausting.
"Why? Just sit down." he said languidly, yawning. She looked down and quickly found her face burning at the thought of sitting on top of him.
"Why do you think!" she shouted. He winced and frowned.
"Don't be afraid Kagome…I won't bite you…well I might but it won't be as bad as you think it will." He grinned his fangs exaggerated in her embarrassment.
"No!" She huffed, reaching to push his legs out of the way, but found herself in his clutches. She yelped surprised, with one hard tug he pulled her to him. Her face was buried in his chest and his hands were hooked at the base of her back.
Her timidity was refreshing, it was a real change of pace from what he was used to, it was alluring. He closed his eyes and took in her natural aphrodisiac. He had never been seduced by the mere scent of a woman, he liked it. In fact he reveled in her delicious scent. Kagome surfaced from his chest planting her hands on either side of him.
"Inuyasha!" She looked down at his stoned gaze, taken in by his lustrous tawny eyes.
"Hmm…" he said lethargically, sounding as if his mouth and mind were occupied by something she couldn't see. He was gone. He looked to be taken over by arrant pleasure, something she fought every instant he touched her. Even, at this very moment. She felt butterflies flicker in her stomach.
"Inuyasha?" she asked again this time recessed, not wanting to alter his serene mood. His grasp on her tightened tenderly, and she let herself down easily resting her head on his chest. He ran his claws back and forth over the bundle of nerves at the base of her exposed back, earning him a shudder of pleasure. He felt it and smirked, his thoughts still hazy.
"You do know that I'm not going to let you go?" He said quietly, resting his chin on her head, with one cloudy sunset eye open.
"But…I gotta go home…" she said slowly, a sorry attempt at an objection, compared to her past violent tactics.
"Mmm Hmm…" he said closing his eyes as the answer to her weak protest. She'd just have to wait until he was asleep. She settled into her temporary bed, blushing as she was overcome by surreal warmth. She wondered if he was asleep, his breathing, and his actions so irregularly calm. One last time she stared up at his aesthetic beauty, before his warmth and comfort lulled her into idyllic nothingness Inuyasha, who was watching over her covertly right behind her.
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Miroku looked at his watch warily, it read seven thirty a.m. That had taken longer than he would have hoped. Inuyasha was going to be so pissed. He hesitated again, and then knocked softly.
Inuyasha was in a daze. He opened one eye, was this happening again? He looked down at the beautiful woman lying peacefully upon his chest, and for reasons unknown to him felt an extreme grief at having to break this sweet embrace to answer the door. He just felt as if it deserved way more than this. He looked down at her again. She deserved way more than this. He growled, and Kagome stirred against him. She opened her eyes at the soft knocks, groggy, putting it lightly.
She sat up and stared down at him. After a moment of surveying her surroundings and the hanyou under her, an agitated daze fell over her, and for a moment she could not remember how she got in this position. She looked as if she had fallen asleep in her own bed and ended up here, on top of Inuyasha upon wakening.
"Inuyasha?" she asked bewildered, and then it came to her. She blushed and suppressed the urge to leave, to save face. It would be an unnecessary action, she couldn't very well back out of this now could she? Inuyasha could see the realization cross her face, he couldn't help but smirk, wasn't it apt? But past her consent, she could not figure out how her body had managed to stay with him in this position until, she looked at her watch, SEVEN damn thirty in the morning, eleven hours, six hundred and sixty minutes! To top it all off, today was a work day. How he managed to make her forget, that she would never know.
"Yeah babe?" he asked quietly, almost caringly, the smirk still played on his face. He couldn't get enough of that articulate fluster on her face; it was maddening in a pleasing sense.
"maybe…I should get the door." She said quickly, through slumber's voice, standing to a wobbly attention. She let sleep dictate more of her moves than she usually would have, for some reason she felt someone she knew was behind that door, and the daze of sleep would dull the embarrassment.
"Hmm?" she asked sleepily. Then her eyes widened at the hazy figure of Miroku.
"Kagome…Kagome! What are you doing here?" He lifted his eyebrows suggestively, his voice high with annoying, perverted instigation.
"Just…hold on a minute okay?" She shut the door.
Inuyasha stretched his legs out in front of him, stretching his arms across the top of the couch, grinning. He couldn't have done it better himself. Now that she had gotten rid of the unwanted company and the brat was asleep, they could take a slice of the thick sexual tension hanging around them. She crossed in front of him on the way up to his bedroom. Inuyasha reached for her, aiming for her waist and she swatted his hand forcefully, brushing by him, he smirked despite his failed plan, maybe she didn't feel it. God, she felt like a hooker. Ten minutes later she came back down the stairs, her original clothes on. She headed for the door, work on her mind. Inuyasha grasped her hand pulling her to him.
"Inuyasha, I really," she looked at her watch and winced "really have to go!" pulling back from a grasp that wouldn't be relinquished on her call.
"Why? I'll make it worth your while if you stay." He whispered so dangerously and divinely close to her earlobe, that he could feel her body heat up with modesty. So she couldn't back out now. Who could deny an attraction to someone like this? Her tongue darted out of her mouth in a nervous gesture and she frowned.
"As tempting as that sounds I'll have to pass, I have to go to work in about forty minutes."
"Are you sure?" he loosened his grip focusing all his attention on reaching her feelings directly. She frowned at the deepness of his gaze and her breathing became more and more audible as he pressed his slightly moist lips to her ear. He was pursuing his mission with such fervor that it was exasperating to deny him.
"Very." She said declaring it to herself more than him. His first reaction was to frown, but found himself quickly taken in by her cattiness.
"In some small fraction of my mind I figured that would be your answer." He smirked, the taste of her filling his mouth enigmatically, just as fresh as when he had required it. She looked at his hand then up at him, a likewise smirk resting on her lips, as they walked to the door.
"Small fraction? Wouldn't that be the whole thing?" She asked fixing her face so that it seemed that she was so sickeningly innocent in what she had just said.
"Yeah, whatever wench, I'm always obliged to my first suggestion." He grabbed for her but she dodged opening the door, to deal with the perverted problem on the other side.
"Kagome---" Miroku started, a smile on his face. She dug in her pocket and pulled out the silver key that he had requested and smirked. Miroku grinned at her reaching into his jacket pocket and pulling out a wad of money. He handed it to her as she passed, offering her a knowing chuckle. She gave him an appreciative grin, leaving before Inuyasha could catch the fleeting joke between them.
'Never play the game of revenge with me Inuyasha.' He smiled deceitfully at the surprisingly good spirited Inuyasha.
"Where the hell have you been Miroku?" he asked, his planned anger failing to make an appearance.
"Well, when I got home it was late, so instead of coming here, I finished that fan site for you." If Inuyasha was appreciative, he sure didn't show it.
"Whatever, as long as you're here to pick up the kid." He glared now that Kagome was out of sight and he had nothing to keep him in good spirits.
Kagome looked at the key in her hand as she pressed one of the many buttons on the elevator wall. She counted the money in her hands, the total coming to about two hundred dollars. She smirked to no one in particular, caught up in her own deviousness; it was so out of character for her that it provided her with a high. Her cell phone rang and she answered it without checking to see who it was, a little too caught up in her guile.
"Oh, Kagome…we have so much to talk about, it's going to be so much fun to try and reverse the thoughts we have running through our heads." Her face paled as a coalition of agreements resounded after Sango's mocking one. She had forgotten all about her friends. Damn and they were already so apprehensive of her and her intentions of going to Inuyasha's apartment yesterday. Suddenly, the romance of past events had her face aflame and burning from emotional embarrassment.
This, was the start of a long day.
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The good people, whom I love because they review:
VEEd- Thank you very much, I tried to hurry with this chapter so that I say I didn't update entirely to slow on one of my chapters.
Sangi- Wow, you're doing a lot of reading huh. But thank you for taking the time of putting me on your profile. Thanks for the compliments.
Sarah- thank you.
fallenangel7583- That's exactly why you shouldn't let your friends dial the number for you. Who doesn't like a dancing Inu, especially one who dances like Usher!
Snoochie- thank you snoochie, I'm glad you think I'm funny, because there's a fine line between funny, and corny. I would hate to cross that line.
Haley- Good, I'm glad you like my writing.
Windwarrior29- I've always been worried that my chapters are too long, so that's good that you like long chapter, because I can't write them any other way. I think writing two pages is a waste of time. Thank you for the heads up on my spelling mistake I'll take care of that.
Luna-Divine- I don't usually like them but when the right people them they're really good. But I'm glad I could change that for you! Don't give me a big head!Lol. I hate cheating dogs, couldn't have happened to a better person, by a better person. Rambling…I prefer the term expert complimentative conversationalist.
Robin Autumn- You said so little yet you said so much. lol
Pr3tty iin pink- Cool, I've never done that before. Lol.
inulover4391- Don't worry, it comes with time. I have the attention span of a spec of dust too…that's how I know that the story isn't good, when I start doing something else, (which sorta happened during this chapter but sshhh, don't tell anybody.) Don't you love them like that? Egomaniacs are funny. Naraku? I don't know he might if I can figure out a way to bring in his evil, and honestly, I forgot all about Kikyo. I make it a point to avoid those evil monkeys; I hear they live in the closet.
Rockergirl- I try not too, though writers block seems to hang with me, a problem with this chapter. But thanks for the encouragement!
kawaiigirl-777- thank you, your laughter is worth.
raven657- let's hope you ended up better than Kag, and that you didn't completely kill her.
toxiclollipop- you'll have to wait and see. All I can say is you'll find out soon.
animedorkette- Yes, Sakiya survived, I don't think Kouga would be very happy about that.
InU-DragoN-GirL- I hope this was enough fluff for you.
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Wow, 17 reviews! Thank everyone again, I really appreciate the support. A first kiss, how sweet. About time. It was sort of a filler and I was slightly sort on ideas, despite the momentous first, but review and tell me what you thought. Next chapter finally, is Rin and Sess. I wonder how she'll fair. Oh, yeah and some Sakiya and Kouga, for anybody who happens to like that couple like I do.
-Unseen Jade Eyed Wolf