Hentai
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For a long time I stood staring after the point where Onigumo had vanished, but I was brought from my thoughts when a pair of strong arms wrapped around me.
I sighed in contentment and leaned back into Sesshomaru's hold.
"It is over," he whispered gently to me.
"No," I corrected as I turned around so that I could see into the beautiful gold of his eyes. "It has just begun."
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I sighed and looked down at the tape recorder resting on my stomach. I had wanted to finish the story. I had wanted to get everything out in case…I didn't want to think about it, but I knew what was waiting for me.
Now that Naraku had been defeated there was only one thing left for me to do.
I had to say goodbye. The question was though, who would I be saying goodbye to?
I sighed again and picked up the tape recorder to add my final thoughts.
"I will have this story scribed in a thousand copies and delivered to shrines across the country. In doing this it is my hope that at least one copy shall survive until my time. I am recording the date and year known to me as it is where my family lives now, and I hope that when that day comes the holders of this book will find it in them to deliver my message to the Higurashi shrine. This way my family shall know what happened to me should I choose not to return to them."
"However, even if I am to return to my rightful time, it is also my hope that people will read of the events that transpired here. I would have people remember the brave soldiers that stood against the darkness, remember that there were once ten heroes who finally brought to an end a war that had raged on for centuries, and who finally brought peace to a suffering land."
"TEN!" the piercing shriek from beside me had me bolting upright. Kirara, who I had been leaning on for comfort and warmth as I recorded the last of my story, stiffened beneath me and began to hiss at the source of the voice.
When I saw the short, green, lumpy form of Jaken I sighed in aggravation. I just knew that he was going to have nothing inspiring to add to my recording, so I wisely clicked the tape off before the toad could proceed with his rant.
"I think you are forgetting, wench, that this Jaken was also in the battle against Naraku!"
"What," that little green monstrosity had taken it too far this time. "Did," I narrowed my eyes at the little createn and began to stand. "You," His bug eyes widened and bulged outwards even more as he took a step back from me. "Call me," my hand clenched into a fist and began glowing a brilliant blue. "Toad?"
"Ummm…." I watched in perverse pleasure as Jaken began stumbling over his words as well as his feet as he tried both to correct his verbal error at the same time as finding an escape. "Human?..." The little green beast took that moment to make a break for it. He spun away from me and bolted towards the trees.
Suddenly, I heard a deep coughing sound. Then, from out of the bushes just to the right of the fleeing toad, a deep wheezing breath was taken in and let out again in a ground-shaking sneeze. The sneeze was accompanied by a showering spray of, what I can only assume to me mucous considering the way it covered the toad from head to toe with a thick, sticky, dripping, greenish-yellow-looking substance, shot out of the bushes.
Jaken stood immobile in shock after the…glob…had hit him. He looked into the bushes, only to find Ah-Un lumbering into view. While I laughed hysterically at both the toad and the complete look of triumph spread across both heads of the dragon, Jaken screamed out his fury at the beast, then wailed in dismay at his gooped self, then huffed and began stalking away.
After the toad had left to go either wash or roll in whatever it was that always made him smell so bad, I made my way over to Ah-UN to thank him for his help.
"See," I told the dragon as I scratched one head and then stretched out my other arm to give the second the same attention. "And that is why you got included in the battle scene, because you are very, very useful." I paused to giggle at the way one of the heads, which I think might be Un because I believe it would suit him, snorted with enough arrogance I could have compared him to a certain dog; and the other, which I now know why he would be termed Ah, snuggled his head into the crook of my neck and began tickling me with the short whiskers of its nose. "Besides," I added as I pushed Ah's head away and gave his nose one last pat, "thirteen is such an ugly number."
I turned back to Kirara and gave her a sweet smile. "I didn't forget you either, did I my friend?" I walked over to her and ran my hand through the wispy fur between her ears. "I could never forget the world's…second…most comfortable pillow."
Kirara snorted and pulled away from my hand with a look of disgust plastered on her face.
"Sorry Ki," I giggled, "but dog-boy has you beat."
Kirara grumbled something to me in a disgruntled sounding growl, before she rolled her eyes and turned to walk back to the village. I giggled again as I watched her go. I couldn't help it, Sesshomaru really was more comfortable….and not just in his doggy form…
Suddenly I wasn't feeling quite as giggly anymore. Sesshomaru…would I really be able to say goodbye to him so easily?
I sighed and looked towards the village. I could see them all there. Inuyasha and Kikyo were talking to Kaede. They were all smiling and laughing, and they seemed truly happy. Rin and Shippo were occupying themselves with a new game which went something along the lines of 'who can get Jaken into the rain barrel first', and keeping a watchful eye over the kids (but not getting any less enjoyment out of their game) was Kohaku. Miroku and Sango were huddled close together on a patch of grass underneath a tree which shielded them from the bright rays of the afternoon sun as it slowly slipped down on the horizon and began to turn the sky into a blanketing cover of glowing orange light.
Surprisingly enough, the hand that came to rest gently on my shoulder didn't even make me flinch. I guess that somehow I knew he would be coming to me now. I sighed again.
"They all look so happy," I told Sesshomaru. 'They don't need me,' I added silently to myself.
"What about you?" He asked as he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close. "Are you not happy?"
The problem was, I was happy to be there in his arms…too happy. I pushed away from him and began walking towards the village.
"Since when has my happiness mattered?" I asked him. I sighed again and stopped to look again at the primitive village and its inhabitants. "I don't belong here, Sesshomaru."
Sesshomaru stepped in front of me to block my view of the village. His eyes locked with mine, and the hardened gold of them made me shiver in spite of myself. He had not looked at me in such a way in a very long time, and I feared the coldness of that gaze.
"Was everything here nothing but a game to you? Will you leave this place and time behind, and write it off as some fairytale?"
"Sesshomaru…" but he turned away from me, not willing to hear anything I would have to say.
"Go," he shot back over his shoulder. "Go back to your world of technology and comfort. Go back to your cushioned life of television and music. Go back to travel the world in cars and trains, airplanes and rockets. Enjoy all of the labors of those in the past who gave you your future."
"Ok, first of all, ouch. Like really, ouch." His sulking puppy routine was not helping things at all (OMG! I just called Sesshomaru a sulking puppy! Things really have changed). "And second of all, do you think that this is easy for me? Do you think that I want to leave all of my friends; that I want to leave you?"
He turned back to me, but I could still see anger burning in his eyes…but that just reminded me.
"And third of all, I did not tell you about television, or music, or trains, or airplanes," my eyes narrowed. "That extra day. The day I came back after my first experiment with the sex pheromone, you didn't come to me on that day but you were already in my time weren't you?"
He raised an eyebrow over his narrowing eyes. Yeah, I know what that one meant. That was the 'I'm a stuck up Lord and I can do what I want when I want it and you have absolutely no say in the matter' eyebrow lift. I scowled at him and stepped forward to jab my finger into his chest accusingly.
"Do you have any idea what could happen if you use your knowledge of the future in any way to change the past? Do you know what kind of damage can be caused to the timeline if you decide that you don't like the way things turned out and take it upon yourself to change it?"
"Miko," he growled as he took hold of my jabbing finger to prevent me from poking him with it again. "I do not intend to use the knowledge I have acquired to change the future. I understand the complexities of dealing with temporal discrepancies. Did you think that just because I come from a 'primitive' time that I do not know of such a thing as time travel? Such magics have been employed for millennia, girl. Do not be deluded into believing that you are the only one capable of such a thing."
"Let go of me!" I screeched at him as I began pulling hard on my hand trying to gain freedom, but he just tightened his grip. I growled at him in the best growl that my human vocal chords can mange, and proceeded to lift my foot and press it into his chest to give me extra leverage to pull my hand free. He growled in response and released me, causing me to fall to the ground with a thud.
When I tried to get up, he was on top of me keeping me on the ground. A terrifying memory of being in this position before swept through my mind and I tried to scream, but his hand was over my mouth before any sound could come out.
"Kagome," his voice had softened, and his tone was gentle now as he whispered in my ear. My heart was beating wildly, but I managed to still my struggling so that I could hear him. "Do not…" When he paused as did my racing heart. Everything around me disappeared making it seem that the world held its breath with me as I waited to hear what he would say. "Do not leave without engaging in at least one more experiment."
I craned my neck so that I could get a good look at his face. What he was saying didn't make any sense.
"Another experiment?" I asked in total confusion.
He smirked a little at the look I was giving him before answering.
"The oracle's poison made you think you could fly. Imagine what heights you could reach if you were to taste my poison."
Taste? His? Poison? I was officially lost. How does one go about tasting his poison? The only poison I have ever seen him use was the poison that dripped from his claws. Then again, the oracle did say he had more poison than I thought. Did that mean that it ran through his blood as well? But if he thought that I was going to drink his blood he was deluding himself even more than he had accused me of doing.
Then, of course, I had to remember my physiology lessons. All of the fluids in the body are in some way connected back to the blood. So that meant that if Sesshomaru's blood was poison, then every other fluid in his system would also have some poisonous qualities. But if that were so, then what on God's green earth did he mean when he said 'taste'?
Suddenly I had a thought…and it was most definitely NOT the kind of thought I wanted to have.
"HENTAI!" I screeched as I raised my hands and planted them on his chest, channeling enough miko powers through them to throw him back a good twenty yards.
I 'Eeped' as soon as I realized what I had done. I had just assaulted Sesshomaru, blown him away with enough force to actually make him hit the ground before he could manage to right himself, and done it in front of A LOT of people. I immediately got up from the ground and ran towards where Sesshomaru had landed. I slowed when I got near to him and saw the glare he was sending in my direction.
Something told me then that I had interpreted what he said in the wrong way.
I gulped nervously and looked around to the others that had turned away from what they were doing to focus on me and Sesshomaru. I had hoped that I could find out how to get out of this horrible mess from at least one of them, but as I looked around I realized that I was hoping for too much. Inuyasha was visibly snickering at his brother's misfortune while Kikyo was busy barrading the hanyou about being rude, but at the same time covering her own smirk behind the folds of her miko garb. Kaede gave me a 'you're on your own' look before she turned back to the herbs in her garden. Sango had a proud smile on her lips as though she were a teacher giving praise to a student. And Miroku, well, he took a moment to look to Sesshomaru wistfully as though he had found some sort of kindred spirit in the demon lord before he used Sango's distraction to rub his no-longer-cursed-but-still-just-as-prone-to-grab-Sango's-backside hand over her bottom.
Another scream of 'HENTAI" rang through the air, followed by a resounding thud as Hiraikotsu connected with Miroku's hard head, but I was too frozen by Sesshomaru's glare to observe the fallout.
"Ummm…" I started nervously as I began to back away from the very angry demon lord. "I think that I need a bath."
And with that I dashed to Kaede's hut, snatched up my pack, and headed in the direction of the hot spring without a second look back.
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Ahhhhhhhh…..it is soooooo much easier to write these chapters! I still have a few more loose ends to tie up, and some very…interesting…ways to do it.
So, until next time;
ShadowsWeaver1
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or any of the characters I am about to weave into my web of chaos. Any and all definitions (with the exception of those cited specifically) have been taken directly from Wikipedia the online encyclopedia because I am far too lazy to do any further research to support my Inuyasha obsession.
