Blanket Disclaimer: The writer does not own any characters created by Rumiko Takahashi but like everyone else wishes she did. All original characters or concepts are the author's Inuma Asahi De's (with the exception of historical figures).
Chapter Twelve
The Island of Trinidad
"Welcome to Trinidad." Inuyasha said with a slight smirk on his face as the ship came into the harbor of the Port of Spain on the famous island of Trinidad.
He and Miroku were standing on the helm deck of his Ship the Shikuro, both of them looking out at the giant Spanish port. It was a swarm of activity—most of which was rather unsavory. The Island of Trinidad was famous for piracy because of how easy it was to sell goods on the port. All one really had to do was step on land with some reassembly priced merchandise and the money would be practically thrown into your hands. The best part though, was there were no questions asked. It didn't matter to these men and women where anything came from or from whom it came from as long as it had a good price and was of some use.
From their current spot (about four hundred yards from the dock) they could see the mulling of illegal trade, a trade route they were well acquainted with. There were people passing things between each other, gold and silver, merchandise and products exchanging hands as goods were offered back and forth, it was a careful combination of a bartering system and a typical money exchange. Inuyasha smiled at the look of it, he knew he could get money in the Port of Spain, he could get a lot of money for the goods he had 'acquired.'
"There's a lot of boats here today." Miroku commented as Inuyasha steered the ship into a far reaching dock. Unlike Port Royal, the Port of Spain had the ability to anchor right on the docks, making the small shore vessel they had used previously at Port Royal unnecessary. It was a nice touch for a port town because most ships didn't really have long boats or shore boats to spare. It could take a pirate Captain a number of years to 'acquire' a shore vessel or to gather enough money to purchase one by legal means.
And since the Port of Spain had the ability to dock without one, more pirates and people in general were likely to dock there because they could make it into port with ease. This made the port town valuable in the pirate world, after all, the easier it was to dock, meant the more people that were collectively in the port at anytime, which in turn meant there was a greater likelihood that there were multiple people around to negotiate with, leading to the best possible price on all merchandise or at least the best possible trade.
"You're right," Inuyasha looked over at Miroku with a nod. "There are a lot of people about today." Inuyasha smirked and turned the ship out of the wind slightly. "That only means better chances."
Miroku too smirked before turning his mind over to his job for a second. "Tame the riggings!" He called when he noticed them slowing down from the turn. The men hurried to shape the sails so they could catch the wind just enough to dock. "You think we'll get a good price?" Miroku asked once he was sure the men were doing their job.
"Probably," Inuyasha focused on navigating, his hands experts on the wheel as he turned the ship slightly, degree by degree, his sharp eyes looking out at the water constantly judging the distance, the tide, the wind, their current speed, and how much speed they would need to loose in order to glide safely into the harbor.
Miroku glanced back at the Captain and watched, waiting for the inevitable signal the golden eyes would give him. He didn't have to wait long. Inuyasha's golden eyes flickered towards him, their depths conveying a message without having to speak.
"Take the sails!" Miroku yelled and turned away from the sight. The men scurried to obey, moving so fast they were hardly seen as they took the first sail down completely cutting the wind by a forth. Almost instantly the two bigger sails were strung up also, the men standing over fifty feet above them, pulling the sails upwards before securing them tightly with large ropes as they came closer and closer to a free spot on the docks.
Miroku rushed to the side of the ship, readying himself for his last task in the docking process as they glided seemingly into the correct place. From the side he watched as the ship came up on the dock, a good fifty or seventy feet separating them from the wood of the Port of Spain. He glanced in front wanting to see how much room they had left to go, they still had a few minutes judging by the distance before they settled into the dock firmly.
He smirked and started to move back towards the Captain when something caught his eye. It was the sight of Sango's hair let down, whipping in the breeze. She was dressed to go into the port as a man but she had taken her hat off and undid her bun. Her face caught the sunlight just right and he felt his heart swell as he took in her happy smiling eyes and the wide smile on her face. She loved the wind—he knew that for a fact.
He smiled and started to turn away, back to his duties, when something black caught his eye. Turning slowly, back in the direction of Sango he watched in wonder as the sight of Miss Dresmont met his vision. He could just make out her smile as her curly short hair caught in the wind, her eyes closed as the gentle invisible hands caressed her face, ruffling her shirt.
He felt his own lips form a smile matching her own as she pulled herself up on the rail and watched the docking process, her eyes springing opened in complete and utter fascination—it was endearing to watch. He let himself continue to watch her face, a gentle brotherly smile forming on it as he took in her beautiful, timeless innocence. Suddenly, as if the wind had given him a burst of inspiration, he turned to look behind him at the Captain, a smirk forming on his face as an idea also formed in his head. "Captain?" He called backwards.
"Kind of busy here." Inuyasha replied with a growl as he turned the wheel ever so slightly to starboard his eyes focused intently on what he was doing.
"Captain," Miroku repeated and motioned for the Captain to look up at him. "You'll want to see this."
"What?" Inuyasha practically yelled as he turned towards Miroku infuriated but then his eyes widened as he caught sight of what Miroku was currently pointing at with one finger. "Miss Dresmont?" He mumbled as his vision was completely filled by the sight of her.
She was leaning on the rail, wearing the clothes of her father but even with those male clothes he could see her femininity hidden under them as if she were wearing a gown and petticoat. It was in her cheeks the way they flushed from the wind, it was in the way she stood with her hands on the rail delicately holding on with her knuckles a rosy pink that made him long to kiss them. It was in her straight back and in the way she rolled her shoulders backwards, arching herself slightly causing her breast to protrude forward, making them evident despite her jacket. It was in her eyes as she looked out at the port with an innocence and love for the sea that no man on this ship had possessed in years. It was in her hair, the curly cues atop her head that flitted and floated around her in the salt filled air but most of all he saw that feminine nature in her smile, in her lips which formed it.
He stared at the way her lips fashioned that grin, he watched them with almost a sick absorption as they curved and her eyes closed, the swell of her breast through her clothes even more apparent as she took in a profound and captivating breath, her chest heaving with the effort to smell the salt air as deeply as possible. And all the while her smile stayed predominate on her face, enchanting and spellbinding as plump lips shaped it. He stared at those lips as they parted, her white teeth (too white to be natural) coming into view, an unknown dimple on the left of her cheek created by the action, another dimple on the right following the lefts formation.
But the thing he saw the most through all of this was the ruby color of her lips, completely natural and un-fabricated. That color was something that no man could have on his face, that no one but her could have—red beautiful kissable lips, full—curvy—they were the kind of lips you never wanted to stop kissing.
"Anchor," Miroku yelled, bringing Inuyasha out of his musings.
He glanced around him, noticing they were already in the Port. He wasn't sure how that had happened in all honestly. He had been so focused on the woman on the main deck that he had frankly not been paying attention at all to his responsibility. Glancing down he watched the men drop the anchor at Miroku's command. It fell hard into the sea and quickly made way to the bottom of the ocean, sinking into the substrate and stopping with a slight jolt as if held them in place.
"I still don't know how you do it." Miroku commented as he looked back at the Captain who had taken his hands from the helm.
"Do what?" He questioned as he started for the stairs a little shakily. Captain Inuyasha was slightly unnerved by two things. First that he had been able to dock subconsciously and second, that he had been so fixated on Miss Dresmont's lips and hair and breast and face that his mind had literally went foggy. Never in his life had he gone foggy over the look of a woman, especially one that very clearly was dressed as a man with her hair as short as a man's.
"You dock like it's the most natural thing in the world." Miroku watched as the men put down the gang plank, it hit the dock with a thump and Miroku smirked as a man started up it expectantly.
"Well, apparently it is." Inuyasha muttered back, thanking God and his innate luck that he hadn't plowed them into the wooden dock. He shuddered at the thought—it would have cost them a lot of money to work themselves out of that hole (or it would have lost them the ability to dock in Trinidad ever again and he wasn't willing to risk something like that).
Miroku glanced at the Captain with smirking eyes but a calm face. He had watched Inuyasha the whole time—taking in the expression of the man as he had in turn watched Miss Dresmont. There was not a doubt in Miroku's mind that the Captain was still attracted to her. The look on the other man's face had said that plainly. Maybe, with time he could change both Inuyasha and Miss Dresmont's opinion of each other if he continued to show the two how much they liked each other—secretly.
They came to stand on the main deck just as another man was boarding the ship. He was a small raccoon demon, as was easily seen from the natural markings on his eyes, black patches of skin covering both. He didn't have any fur, however, which was strange for a raccoon. Miroku guessed he was either very old and going through balding or he had suffered from some great illness or accident. He walked up the plank quickly, efficiently and met them within seconds. He glanced at everyone on the boat with bored eyes, before settling his eyes on the nearest crew member.
"¿Quién es el capitán de este barco?" The small demon raccoon asked as he looked at Myoga expectantly.
The oldest man of the ship stared at him, unsure of what he was saying. He glanced around himself, looking at the other men, he knew none of them spoke a word of Spanish other than the Captain. Even Miroku only knew a few phrases.
From their spot some feet away Kagome and Sango looked at the small man, one filled with curiosity and the other clearly bored. "What language was that?" Kagome asked in a hushed voice as she studied the tan man with the slick hair and the interesting mustache. His face mix matched between blackened eyes and tan skin. "And what kind of demon is he?"
"Spanish and he's a raccoon." Sango replied easily as she too took in the man with assessing eyes. He looked like an honest man, but you never knew in a port like this one.
"Does anyone speak Spanish?" Kagome inquired, wondering how they would communicate with the man if they didn't have someone who spoke the language on board.
"The Captain does." Sango said as if it was the most natural thing in the world for the Captain to be able to do.
Kagome turned towards Sango in shock, her eyes wide at the sudden information. "He speaks Spanish?"
Sango shrugged in response as she looked towards her Captain, "I've never heard of a language he couldn't speak."
Kagome looked at the Captain with a slightly new feeling coming into her heart—a feeling that caused her even more confusion than the feelings from the previous day. The Captain was obviously a cultured man if he could speak multiple languages, that was something that had to be taught in high ranking educational systems. If this was the case, then perhaps there was more to the Captain than just the blood thirsty murder he was in all the legends or maybe—she was just trying to make sense of the man.
Kagome closed her eyes at the thought. Was the Captain just a pirate or was he also educated? She remembered their conversations back on Port Royal, he had seemed so well spoken, so cultured, so intelligent and yet—she remembered the way he had spoken to her the previous day. He was a ghastly pirate and nothing more, she thought to herself, her anger coming back full force. He had probably learned Spanish in some odd fashion, maybe he lived in a Spanish town once or knew a Spanish sailor. Either way Kagome knew she was upset with him and very angry at him and yet—
Kagome glanced at the Captain and watched as he started towards the small raccoon. His golden eyes caught in the sun and she felt her heart beat quicken in her chest. She closed her eyes tightly and cursed herself—how could she still be attracted to such a jerk? She opened her eyes and berated herself further as she listened to the Captain greet the raccoon demon.
"Yo soy el capitán de este barco." Inuyasha declared to the smaller man as he approached him. The two shook hands briefly before Inuyasha looked at the man with curious eyes. "No quiero ser grosero, pero ¿por qué estás en mi barco?"
"Tenemos una tarifa base ahora, dos persos." The man answered as he reached into his pocket and produced something for Inuyasha to read.
Inuyasha nodded at the sight of the papers before looking at the man with pondering eyes. "¿Por qué el cobro?"
"¿De que otra manera podria un hombre ganarse la vida?" The man countered Inuyasha's question with a question.
"Entiendo." Inuyasha replied with a smirk on his face and a slight snort. "Dame sólo un minuto."
"Tómese su tiempo."
Inuyasha turned to Miroku then, "Miroku I need two gold coins."
"Sure." Miroku nodded, his eyebrows knitted in confusion, he had understood some of the conversation, the man had told the Captain that there was a port fee to be paid immediately of two pesos. To Miroku's knowledge the Port of Spain had never had a port fee in the entirety of its existence but Miroku trusted the Captain to know what he was doing and thus reached into his pocket producing two coins easily, he walked to the two men and handed the money off to Inuyasha giving him a meaningful gaze.
Inuyasha turned back to the man and showed him the money. "¿Funcionará?"
The man's eyes grew huge and he glanced from Inuyasha to the money several times. "Sí, capitán, gracias."
"De nada, tenga un buen día."
"Les deseo una feliz estancia en el Puerto de España." The man offered with a slight nod of his head before he backed off the ship and disappeared down into the docks among a mass of people.
Inuyasha smirked and laughed lightly before glancing back at the crew. "We'll be in port for a day un' a night."
Kagome frowned at the way the Captain spoke now, he didn't sound cultured at all.
"If you ain't back by mornin'," The Captain continued unaware of Kagome's thoughts. "You ain't a crewman anymore un' ya forfeit your share."
Several men on the ship hissed at the idea of losing their share if they weren't on time but they understood in the long run. When it came to getting a share on a pirate boat, when the loot wasn't money, jewels, or gold, they had to wait until the Captain or Quartermaster could sell what they had acquired. Once it was sold, the money was dealt out appropriately and if any man left they crew before that money was delegated into the right hands then they lost all rights to claim it as their own.
With heaves and sighs the men began to drift off the ship, some of them happily sharing their intended escapades with booze and women and others groaning that they had no money to enjoy the time on land.
Miroku walked over to the two female residents of the ship and stood beside them as they watched the men exit the ship. "That was strange." He commented as he looked down at Sango.
Sango glanced at him sideways her eyes dull of curiosity. "What's strange?"
Miroku leaned back on the rail and ran a hand through his hair. "The man who boarded the ship, he asked for a port fee. We've come to this port a hundred times and never had a port fee."
"That is strange." Sango replied as she stretched and leaned her head on Miroku's shoulder.
Kagome looked on very curious at the body contact between the two. She had seen hundreds of married men and women but she had never in her life seen a couple that touched as much as Sango and Miroku. In the short time she had been on the ship, she had seen the two of them cuddle, kiss (very heatedly), and had even watched as Miroku felt Sango up. Kagome blushed at the thought and looked away from the two people. She couldn't believe she had seen such a thing, she had never even seen her parents do something like that. Heck, she could count on one hand how many times she had seen her own parents kiss.
Looking back at Sango and Miroku Kagome wondered if it had something to do with the love Sango spoke of. Could it be that love was that different from marriage that it really did change the way you performed and accepted your marriage duties? If love did make everything as great as it seemed to be for Sango and Miroku, then she hoped she would one day be able to enjoy it as they did. Kagome gulped, blushing at her own daring thoughts.
"Miroku." Inuyasha called as he came towards them. "We need to sell the stuff we got off that ship."
Kagome looked at the Captain surprised; his speech had shifted again, now he was talking like a cultured man instead of an illiterate pirate. It was so strange to hear him change so easily between speaking like an uncultured mongrel to a socialite.
"The sooner the better," Miroku replied as he looked at Sango suggestively. "I'd like to sleep in my own bed again."
"By that you mean in me." Sango joked as she pushed Miroku away from her.
Kagome blushed at the joke, her whole face going read at the other meaning behind Miroku's words. That wasn't the only thing that made her blush, however, there was a hidden meaning to Miroku's sentence that even he was not aware of. If they sold whatever they were intending to sell, then they would have money to buy the extra bed for the Captain's room, which meant she would have to sleep in the Captain's room. Kagome felt her heart race in her chest at the very idea of sleeping in that room with Captain Inuyasha close by.
The previous night she had been allowed to stay with Sango because they had a lack of supplies for her to live in the Captain's quarters but tonight—tonight she might be in the captain's room, bunked with him, sleeping near him. Instantly her mind flashed to yesterday when he had put his hands on her body, when he had kissed her so forcibly, his body grinding into hers in a way that made her own heat up. She gulped and willed the image away as a familiar, yet strange, tingling sensation started in her stomach.
Inuyasha gazed at Kagome very confused. The girl smelled intoxicating, her arousal scent assaulting his nose but—what had caused her to smell that way? He looked at Miroku, wondering if the man had anything to do with the delicious scent that was coming from Kagome. At the sight of Miroku kissing Sango's neck he knew that was impossible, unless Kagome was turned on by the sight that is. He carefully glanced towards Kagome again, his eyes looking for her own. She was looking away from everyone out at the port town, staring at some unknown thing that lay in her line of vision.
He watched her eyes lit on the port, she seemed curious but also apprehensive. Whatever it was she was apprehensive about he wasn't sure. A giggle from Sango caused Kagome to turn away from the Port, she looked at the other woman and sighed with a timid blush haunting her features. She looked down away from Sango and Miroku, the blush disappearing slightly, before her eyes turned and looked towards him.
In that moment their eyes met and he watched amazed as her cheeks grew red at the sight of him—could it be, she smelled that way because of him? Had she been thinking of him? Before he could act on those thoughts the sound of a crewman calling for him took his attention away.
"Captain?" Myoga addressed from behind him causing him to slightly curse.
Turning towards the slight man he glared having to actually look down at him. "What?"
Myoga gulped and rubbed his arm uncomfortably, looking almost like a small child who knows they are in trouble. "Myoga just-to wanted to ask if Inuyasha-sama would-o be goin'?" He paused and looked up at the Captain, watching the man carefully. "Myoga could-a watch-i the ship-pu for Inuyasha-sama."
Kagome tilted her head at the sound of his voice, he had a strange accent, one she just couldn't recognize.
"You're not gonna go ashore?" Miroku asked as he detached himself from Sango, Kagome was slightly thankful that he had.
"Myoga habe-e no gold-o." Myoga admitted and looked away from them in embarrassment. "Crew-u gambled last-to night and Myoga lost-to eberything save-e."
"Serves you right." Sango huffed as she shook her finger in the air at the old man. "You gamble your money you gamble your fun, Myoga."
The man stared at his feet and nodded a blush on his cheeks that was clearly from the fact a woman had scolded him. He shuffled a foot on the ground of the deck, moving little flecks of sand and dirt around with his shoe.
Inuyasha snorted and leaned back on the rail, watching one of the few men in the world who knew his most intimate of secrets—one of the few men in existence who had known him since before he was born. "Sure, you can watch the ship." He said while stretching his hands above his head. "We'll go and get the cargo sold, do the shopping, and grab a bite, when we get back you can go out."
"Mo!" Myoga said in a small voice, the word foreign to all but Inuyasha. "Myoga not-to habe any gold-u to go out-to with." He told the Captain once more as he scratched the back of his head, his face still red with his humiliation.
Kagome looked on feeling sorry for the old man, his graying hair and his wrinkled face were endearing to her in an odd way. They reminded her of a man she had not seen since she was a small child—her grandfather. She missed him dearly. He had always given her treats or bought her toy ships when her parents would not. He had even taught her the parts of the ship with a model he had built within the confines of a bottle. The thought made her heart clutch in her chest, he had given her that bottled ship when they had left England for Jamaica and in her hurry to leave her old life, she had left that bottle behind, stashed in a hat box in a drawer in her room. Guilt weighed in her heart, transferring over to Myoga, wishing she could give the man with the funny accent something, anything, so she might feel he was her grandfather and she was repenting to him.
"Well," Inuyasha said as he looked at the man with a kind smile that caught Kagome's eye. "For watching the ship, I'll give you some pay."
"Inuyasha-sama?" Myoga said in a surprised voice, the word way he addressed the Captain not lost to Kagome, or Sango and Miroku for that matter.
"Just enough for some food and drink." Inuyasha shrugged nonchalantly, trying to appear as if the need was not as big a deal as it was. "Got it?"
Kagome watched Inuyasha with a soft respect forming in her heart but also more trepidation. On the one hand, she was amazed at this side of him, the part of him that was showing kindness. It reminded her of the Captain from Port Royal. This was the Captain she thought she knew, the Captain that would show great kindness to an old man asking for nothing really in return but, on the other hand—she remembered what he had done, she remembered the things he had done to her heart.
She felt her betrayal in that instant more than she had before, she felt her anger and her hurt, she felt her fear, she felt the unwanted mark on her shoulder. One good deed could not erase so many bad ones—she concluded as she carefully wrapped her arms around herself in a self hug—her eyes squeezing tight. Still—
"I'm a better man than that."
Kagome put a hand to her chest, those words touching every corner of her mind in the same way the water's of the ocean touched every part of the world. Buried in those words as they once again fell into her memory was a small part of her heart that thought the Captain of Port Royal really did exist.
"Arigatō," Myoga smiled brightly and bowed to the Captain both hands on his knees. "Watashi wa anata no shakkin no gozen."
Miroku, Sango, and Kagome all felt confusion come over them at the language that came forth from the small man's mouth, none of them had ever heard anything like it in their lives.
"Myoga!" Inuyasha scolded and glanced at the three of them before dragging Myoga off to the side. "You remember the rules." He said and Myoga bowed his head in shame.
"Myoga sorry Inuyasha-sama." Myoga replied as he felt like an idiot bowing his head in shame.
Inuyasha slapped himself in the head. "Captain, Myoga, Captain!"
"Yes, Inuyasha-sa—ano, Captain Inuyasha." He recovered quickly, rubbing the back of his neck and looking at the man slightly confused. After all, he had been calling him 'Inuyasha-sama' for the better part of the conversation, so it made no sense to suddenly change now. "Myoga still not-to used to this-u language-e."
Inuyasha looked at the small man and took a deep breath before hitting him across the head gently. "It's been years."
"Myoga sorry." He apologized with a bowed head, a sign of respect in the country of his birth.
Inuyasha sighed heavily and rubbed his eyes. "Never again, got it?" Inuyasha pulled the man close to his face, making dangerous eye contact. "Got it?"
"Yes." Myoga said in a small squeaky voice. "Myoga truly sorry-y." He added as he looked at Inuyasha with pleading eyes.
Inuyasha sighed and loosen his grip on Myoga's clothes. "It's okay," He said as he pulled back from his lifelong retainer. "Just don't let it happen again."
Some distance away Miroku, Sango, and Kagome found themselves completely confused by both Myoga's speech and the Captain's reaction and hasty retreat with the man.
"What language was that?" Kagome asked the two standing beside her, her eyes wide at the strange words.
"I don't know." Miroku replied, his eyes wide as well. "I know I've heard them speak it before but—I've never really asked."
"What do you mean you've never asked?" Sango said in a hushed tone as she looked at Miroku in surprise. "You've spent ten years learning from him, you have to know everything he knows, right?"
"I haven't learned everything yet." He said back, his eyes still focused on the Captain. "We stopped lessons only a year ago and even then he said he had more to teach me if I ever wanted to learn."
"So you're saying, he still has things to teach you?" Sango inquired as she touched his arm. Kagome looked on as well, her own curiosity hard to match.
"Yeah, I don't think I'll ever learn everything he knows." Miroku looked on at Inuyasha with such unfathomable adoration that Kagome felt her own adoration grow. "I'm only human, after all."
"Let's get going." Inuyasha called to them and started towards the gang plank unexpectedly.
Miroku and Sango both broke from their revere and started towards the man, but Kagome stayed in her place. Miroku had been taught by the Captain, she had heard so much before but still. She glanced at the back of both men as her questions grew tenfold. She really didn't know much about them at all but if she asked would they tell her and if she knew would she want to know?
"Miss Dresmont?" The Captain called to her.
She looked at him startled. He hadn't spoken a word to her since he had left her with Sango yesterday and now he was addressing her, his eyes focused on her. She looked into those eyes and hoped that she could learn about them. She found herself entranced, she wanted to know everything, she wanted to know what kind of man he was.
"I'm a better man than that."
The incident with Myoga had proven he had a heart, and he had proven intelligence as well because he knew at least two languages and he knew of propriety and social manners and society. He seemed so different from the average pirate, from even just the average man. "I want to know what kind of man you are," Kagome concluded in her mind. "I have to know."
"Miss Dresmont?" He said again this time some annoyance showing on his face. "Are you coming?"
She backed up slightly. "Coming where?"
"With us, into the port." He said his face showing some irritation. "Or were you expecting somewhere else?"
The tone of his voice annoyed her, breaking her earlier good impression of the man in front of her instantly. "Where else would we go?" She replied haughtily as she began to walk forward, her annoyance with the man giving her courage.
Inuyasha snorted as she reached him and leaned down, his expression one of utmost nerve. "We could go to my room, I know how to please a woman." He smirked at her and raised his eyebrows suggestively. "Unless you're too scared, little girl?"
Kagome stilled herself, anger was welling in her heart—pure anger—everything she had thought about him, all of her changing opinions seemed to come crashing down around her. She looked at his smirking face and felt the overwhelming need to scratch it off with her finger nails but then much to her surprise the voice of her mother from long ago came into her mind.
"A ladee must not act in anger, violence iz not in 'er vocation; 'owever, should you be verbally assaulted chérie, you are in your right to use your tongue as your weapon. Remember a well used tongue iz as sharp as a sword."
"Thank you Mother," Kagome thought silently as her quick mind formulated her attack strategy, knowing she would have to hit him fast and low but how? Kagome hid a gulp, she knew exactly how. "I'll have to give him what he least expects."
But was she capable of that? Was the young seventeen year old girl capable of making him react to her, the way she was reacting to him? Closing her eyes for a second, feigning anger to buy herself some time, she forced herself to remember everything sexual she had ever seen from the Captain as well as Sango and Miroku who often were affectionate and playful in public (or at least they had been all morning.) Still, could she do that, could she look the way the Captain had yesterday, the way Sango did when Miroku kissed her neck, the way Miroku did when Sango gave him that wide smile with the hooded eyes? "Can I do it?" Kagome took a deep breath to calm herself, "I have to try."
Kagome allowed her lips to turn up with that thought, allowed her eyes to drop half closed the same way Sango did, the way that seemed to make Miroku happy. Then, slowly sauntering as she had seen Sango do as well, she took a step towards the Captain, hoping beyond all hope that she didn't look ridiculous. A boost of confidence came to her when she saw the uncomfortable shift in the Captain's stance, he was leaning slightly backwards, his brows knitting as Kagome tried to make her eyes gleam the same way his had when he had looked at her the day before. She could see the look of shock on Sango and Miroku's faces out of the corner of her eye and her smirk became an amused smile as she stepped closer to Captain Inuyasha, her own bravery surprising her, her own actions catching her completely off guard.
"What am I doing?" She wondered in her own head as she looked the Captain up and down, noticing the distinct way his face contorted as he became seemingly uncomfortable. "Did I cause that?"
The thought took over Kagome's head, had she caused that look of complete surprise to come to his face? Had she caught him off guard by moving in, instead of moving away? Was she capable of making him squirm the way he had made her squirm the day before? Kagome gulped at the very idea, hoping beyond hope that what she was about to do would work.
"Stop it! You don't know what you're doing, you'll just make a fool of yourself." The voice of reason in her head chanted but she ignored it. She wasn't going to be pushed around, she wasn't going to be treated like some innocent little girl. "I will not be some puppet for you to toy with."
Maybe it was adrenaline that was fueling her, maybe it was the innate need to prove that she wasn't some little girl to be played with, whatever it was—Kagome Dresmont was shocked with herself as she moved, not knowing she was capable of her own actions. She didn't react to her own surprise, however, as she reached up and flicked one of his dog ears.
"Well then Captain Inuyasha." She said in a heady voice as she leaned into him, pressing herself slightly against his side in the same way he had pressed himself into her yesterday. She watched as the Captain's eyes seemed to glaze over hoping it was a sexual gesture, she figured it was by the way he seemed to strain and grit his teeth. "If you're so good at pleasing women." She said and heard the gasp of Sango and Miroku behind her. "Then please me." She whispered as she pressed herself closer to him her body flushing, her heart racing, every nerve reacting to him just as it had the previous day but none of that matched her strong will.
"Miss Dresmont?" The Captain said, she could feel his body reacting to her. Kagome felt her whole body tingle at the sensation and also at the look on the Captain's face. His eyes were wide, his mouth was slightly opened and he was taking in quick short breaths.
"Did I cause that?" She questioned as she tried to ignore the pride building in her. She smirked—this time a real smirk of utter pride and determination. It felt good, it felt great actually. It was extraordinary to know that she could affect him just as he had affected her. "See that Captain." She told herself as she prepared the last part of her plan. "I'm not some little girl you can mess with, am I?"
With that last thought, she reached up and yanked his ear down to her level, using the only weapon she had ever been taught to use as she shouted in his ear. "Please me by leaving me the hell alone!"
With that she released his ear and walked off, in complete and utter shock that she had really had the nerve to do what she just did. But at the same time—she was absolutely proud of herself. "Take that, Captain." She muttered as she went towards the ramp to the docks. "I'm not just some little girl, now am I?"
Inuyasha stared after her in total disbelief, his jaw nearly hitting the floor of the ship as she walked down the gang plank away from them. He had never heard her cuss like that, he had never thought he capable of exuding sex from every pore of her body, she was an innocent girl, she was young and confused and unconfident in her sexuality and yet—she had tricked him—she had turned him on.
"You go Kagome!" Sango yelled as she chased after the girl, the two men behind her staring in heavy confusion.
With a rather large gulp Inuyasha blinked his eyes rapidly and looked at Miroku. "Did that just happen?"
Miroku looked back at him, his own eyes wide with confusion. "Which part?"
"The one where she—what the hell did she do?" Inuyasha stuttered as he tried to gain control of his body and his mind. No one had ever made him feel flustered like this.
Miroku shrugged his shoulders and watched the two women conspiring below them. "I don't know what she did but it was sexy as hell."
Inuyasha growled and before he knew it his demon side punched Miroku in the arm and walked away in a huff, his human side completely agreeing with the demon's blood's decision.
Some feet ahead of the two men, Kagome glanced behind her, ignoring Sango who was gushing about the attack at her side. Kagome's eyes looked with a purpose, searching out the figure of Inuyasha. But her eyes weren't looking for his face, they weren't even looking for the product of her verbal victory (as embarrassing at that thought was)—no—those eyes were looking at the ears on top of his head. Even though she had won, even though she had matched his words, even with all of that weighing in her mind—the only thing she could really think about was how those ears had felt when she had touched them with her bare hand.
They had been softer than she had even imagined.
End of Chapter
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Edited Content 3/13/2011, 7/30/2012, and accents 6/5/2013.
Bonus Point:
What is the name of Miroku's demon friend who is a raccoon demon, he transforms into a yellow thing they ride on sometimes?
Last Chapter's Bonus Point:
Wow, great job everyone. The first answer was, Kanji, which if you know your Japanese you know are actually Chinese characters that are used in the Japanese language. The other answer was of course Inuyasha!
So congrats to everyone who got it right: Ria Everwood, The Anime Chosen One, Midnight777, Victoria-Fortis-Elegit, randomfudgecake, Warm-Amber92, angel, Amaranth, AnimeRomanceFreak1990, and Coka Cookie Cola (sorry if I get your name wrong I always think Coka Cola Cookie…lol)
Notes:
Translation of Spanish conversation:
Who is the Captain of this ship?
I am the Captain. I don't mean to be rude but why are you on my ship?
We have a Port fee now, two pesos.
Why the Charge?
How else would a man make a living?
I understand. Give me just a minute.
Take your time.
Hands him the money: Will this work?
Yes, Captain, thank you!
You're welcome, have a good day.
I wish you a happy stay in the Port of Spain.
Translation of Japanese Sentence:
Thank you. I am in your debt.
Next Chapter:
The Port of Spain
See you then!
UNEDITED
POSTED 3/11/2011