IT'S ALL ON CAMERA!
By Caffeine Lover
Author's Note: YAY! I am positively beaming with all the positive response this drabble series is receiving. Goodness gracious – I can never say thank-you enough to all of my wonderful reviewers and readers. I LOVE YOU ALL times a billion-million-thousand-infinity.
Disclaimer: If I owned InuYasha, I'd make Sango teach Kagome how to use a sword in battles so that she wouldn't be so useless and helpless, and then I would make InuYasha and Kouga fall in love with each other and have little dog-cross-wolf babies ;)
Dedication:This drabble is dedicated to the brilliant minds, I heart Sesshomaru and daydream14, for having solved my "puzzling" title for my seventh drabble. Wonderful job, you two :3 :: Hands out Pocky and hugs ::
Scene Eight: Innocent Musings
Rating: Teen…I think
Pairing(s): slight InuYasha x Kagome, slight Miroku x Sango
Genre(s): Fluff, attempted humour, awkwardness
Warning(s): Blushing girls, perverted workings of the monk's mind, eh...InuYasha
Summary: Apparently, there's a worse question than Where do babies come from? to Kagome…
Scene Eight: Innocent Musings
"Whew! Goodness, that backpack is becoming heavier by the day," murmured the raven-haired school girl as she dumped the aforementioned backpack onto the ground, before slumping to the ground herself in search of rest. She sighed, smoothing out the invisible wrinkles in her green sailor dress before smiling at the companions before her.
"Uh uh," retorted the hanyou, shouldering Kagome's new blue and white bicycle effortlessly, casting her an annoyed glance. "That's just 'cause you're gettin' weaker with each passin' day." Kagome scowled at InuYasha, contemplating on whether or not to use the Beads of Subjugation as punishment, before wincing inwardly when she realized what had happened to her precious blush-pink bicycle the last time…
"Kagome-san," the "holy" monk questioned, eyeing her overly large parcel with curiosity, "what marvels have you brought us from your era this time?" Beside the solemn houshi, the demon slayer nodded in agreement, a small neko youkai curled lovingly within the inner part of her lap.
Kagome's scowl lessened as she smiled pleasantly at the couple to her left, motioning towards her backpack. "Actually, I brought all of you a little something!" She dragged the large yellow bag towards her body by the thin shoulder straps before opening and revealing a little bit of its contents. "For Miroku, I brought him an MP3 player," informed the futuristic priestess absently as the waved the small device in the air. The monk quickly grabbed the item, face shimmering with joy. "I knew how much you liked the music in our time," grinned Kagome, remembering her friend's unique liking to J-pop, "so I thought I'd get you this. I've already downloaded a lot of songs into that thing, so don't worry."
"Much gratitude, Kagome-san!" beamed Miroku, carefully placing one of the earpieces into his right ear, turning on the music to a moderate volume.
"And for InuYasha," seethed Kagome, glaring at the said inuhanyou, "I brought him beef-flavoured ramen, although I don't think he deserves any." The young girl dug out the Styrofoam cups of instant noodles, watching with a secretive glee as InuYasha placed down her bike gently and took the food, a small smile adorning his lips.
Before anyone knew what was happening, InuYasha had taken out her hot thermos, ripping a package of ramen open while pouring the hot liquid into its contents, humming happily as he waited for the dreaded three minutes to be over.
Kagome rolled her eyes. "For Sango," began the blue-eyed girl, "I've brought…" Suddenly, a deep blush adorned her cheeks, raising curious and perverted leers from both the inu demon and the lecherous monk. "I-I'll give it to you later, okay, Sango-chan?" Surprised at her friend's unusual antics, the youkai exterminator went along, nodding reluctantly, wide-eyed.
"What about ME?!" cried Shippo in mock-terror, peering at Kagome with could-have-have-forgotten-my-gift? eyes through thick lashes. Unfortunately for the kitsune, he had missed the entire episode between his adoptive mother and the "mysterious present". Fortunately, Kagome hoped that Shippo's ignorance would cause the group to forget what had happened earlier.
"As a matter of fact," declared the fifteen-year-old proudly, looking through her large yellow backpack with a small smile, "I've brought both you and Kirara some sweet treats! There's caramel, white chocolate, mints, Pocky, gummy wor – "
"POCKY?!" The youngster squealed (causing the inuhanyou to cradle his delicate ears in pain) excitedly before pouncing and glomping the backpack, scaring Kagome abruptly as she suddenly fell backwards, landing onto Miroku's large and warm lap.
"Kagome-san, are you all right?" At the aforementioned woman's shaky nod, Miroku sighed as Sango helped Kagome up.
The five members of the InuYasha-tachi looked on as Shippo stubbornly dug through the large tawny parcel, throwing out various and random items of school textbooks, pens, notebooks, CD's, medicinal equipment, and others until he finally reached his prize – his treasure – which had laid quite squished at the bottom of the enormously-large knapsack.
"Thank-you, Kagome!" announced Shippo happily as he gingerly opened a package of ORIGINAL Pocky, stuffing a thin chocolate-coated biscuit stick into his mouth while feeding another one to the patiently waiting Kirara beside him. Kagome fairly beamed at how happy she had made her loving companions – her irreplaceable family that morning.
All in all, nothing could ruin this moment.
Kagome, unfortunately, had spoken too soon…
"Um, Kagome, what's this?" asked a mouth-filled green-eyed fox child as he held up a black and very lacy piece of undergarment from his free left hand, letting the unmentionables hanging loosely in the air for all to see.
Five heads and faces of various shapes and expressions all turned towards the innocent little kitsune, purple eyes twinkling devilishly, amber eyes widening in shock and embarrassment, red eyes rolling at the absurdness of it all, and magenta eyes casting down as a faint blush adorned the owner's cheeks.
And all awhile, blue-greyish orbs blanched, horrified, at what her adoptive-son was asking, nonetheless holding, in his small and taunting hand.
"Th-that's…uh…um…eh…" The raven-haired teenager glanced quickly at the ground, hands mashing together in an old nervous and embarrassed habit. "I-It's…er…"
Kagome's voice trailed off as an awkward silence filled the campsite. Crickets chirped harmoniously in the background, filling the air with their symphony until a certain monk opened his mouth…
"I, for one," began Miroku in a sage-like voice, "know what that is, Shippo." The mentioned kitsune turned towards his companion, eyes wide with curiosity as he twirled the bra and panty set around his finger, questioning. Miroku smiled as he explained, "It is the clothing that women wear – "
WHACK! CRASH! BOOM!
" – OW!"
"YOU PERVERTED HENTAI!"
The innocent little forest animals ran and hid, jumping behind thick bushed or digging furiously underneath large and loose stones.
"You baka! Don't tell Shippo these things – he's merely a child! And also, how would YOU know what this is? Huh?
The purple-clad figure stared at the furious exterminator with a sheepish expression, smiling brightly before replying, "Why, when I was walking down towards the hot spring last night to guard you, I saw Kagome-sama taking off – "
Kagome squeaked in embarrassment. Sango towered over the houshi, boomerang raised threateningly. InuYasha stared off into space, trying to block out the oh-so-luscious mental image of his shapely Kagome wearing the almost see-through lacy black material that covered –
"GUARD US? You idiotic – " SLAP! " – mongrel! The only guarding that we need is from you! Oh my Kami – " PUNCH! "I cannot believe that you would stoop so low as to – " KICK! " - watching us bathe!" (insert any more necessary punches/kicks/hits/etc here).
And with each blow to the head, the intelligent and wise monk slowly slipped into unconsciousness, his vision blurred with each passing second…
"Ah, Lady Kagome," the bouzo purred with a smug expression, "my deepest gratitude for displaying Sango with these lovely gifts. However – " he waved his left hand towards the lingerie that was still held tightly in Shippo's hand " – my memory of how this undergarment works is quite blurry. Would you mind demonstrating and enlightening my knowledge by showing me what a women looks like in this? Perhaps you might even consider stripping and - "
WHACK KICK BAM KAPLOOIE!
Miroku fell to the floor, limp, his once handsome face marred by inhumanly various shades of purple and black, courtesy of Sango's strong right hand.
Kagome quickly grabbed Sango's present out of Shippo's hand (his once childish-mind is now corrupted) and stuffed the two pieces into her backpack, bending over unintentionally while flashing the inuhanyou behind her with her short skirt, the green material shifting up and revealing a dark red piece – that similar to the onyx one.
His canine nostrils flared, as his…nether regions…acted up.
Thank God for baggy pants, eh?
And with incredible speed, InuYasha bounded off towards the treetops, his wild silver mane flowing behind him, as he quickly became a blurry image of the most vibrant red, heading to an unknown destination.
"InuYasha?" Kagome turned around questioning, glancing quickly at Sango who was currently treating Miroku's facial wounds. Shippo slept near the fire, his belly round and full and his mind soon having forgotten to mishaps of today. The reincarnated priestess winced harshly as she examined her friend's face more closely, and murmured, "You almost killed him this time."
Sango sighed, a heavy sound filled with remorse…and amusement?
"I know," replied the sixteen-year-old, washing the older man's unconscious face of blood, "but he deserved it."
No argument there.
Somewhere…deep, deep, deep into the mountains…
A certain half-breed with amber eyes and triangular ears stood beneath a shallow, gentle, but cold waterfall, the clear spring liquid flowing down his muscular form and wetting his hair, which was as wild as he was. He sighed and inhaled deeply, clearing his mind of the taunting temptress and her unusual otherworldly attire, while both of his hands gripped a nearby stone for support, fingers digging into the boulder.
InuYasha opened his eyes, golden eyes flashing angrily as he glared at Little Inu (not that it was really…little), who had refused to retreat from his front line and admit defeat. The hanyou had hoped that the cold temperature and water here would calm him down…but, unfortunately, things weren't going his way today.
"I hate you!" he snarled ferociously, fangs bared as he snapped at his enemy, eyes still glaring.
Little Inu twitched in reply, mocking him, as if saying And I hate you too.
"Damn you! Why must you always appear? You always complicate things." His calloused fingers held onto the stone just a bit tighter…
Little Inu seemed to grow bigger, sneering, And damn your self-control. I have needs too, ya know?
InuYasha sighed, closing his eyes as he concentrated on the steady beating of the water on his back, washing him with their cold blanket as mystical sirens caressed his aching muscles.
The dog demon nodded in agreement, his mind having not found any flaws within his logic.
Little Inu twitched happily, basking in the victory of a battle well won.
And…CUT!
Author's Note: Um…was this good? Bad? Anyway, I won't be updating in a LONG time, considering school, etc etc. So, please, be patient. (sweatdrops) I am trying very hard to get the rare drabbles and chapters in.
- Caffeine Lover -