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By Caffeine Lover
Author's Note: Enjoy and review please! Thank you to all of my wonderful supporters, reviewers, and readers.
Disclaimer: InuYasha © Rumiko Takahashi
Scene Nine: Routine
Rating: Very low teen
Pairings: InuYasha x Kagome
Genres: Fluff, attempted humour
Warnings: Corny cliché, tangles, very short drabble, language
Summary: Kagome and InuYasha have a secret.
Scene Nine: Routine
They have a secret.
It's a simple thing, a small little thing, an almost insignificant thing, but still, nonetheless, a secret.
A precious, unmentionable secret.
Every morning, at the break of dawn, when the tawny sun sends its beams of bright sunlight just over the distant hills, the hanyou and his miko would walk hand-in-hand towards their fated destination, faces smiling slightly as they took on the challenge that was to come.
Their secret was like a silent agreement between the always-conflicting couple, mere and hinted affections sent through gentle strokes and caresses…through murmured phrases and tiny giggles.
Their secret was like a routine.
"Kagome?" The grey-blue orbed futuristic woman opened her eyes sleepily, voice humming slightly at her sleepy interruption. "Shh…" admonished the slightly smirking hanyou, a single clawed index finger pressed against his lips, "We wouldn't want to wake the others, now would we?"
The woman clad in blue fluffy pyjamas shook her head fiercely as she yawned silently, stretching her arms and arching her back as she loosened the kinks in her body. The hanyou blushed slightly as her sudden…cleavage was stretched against the thin cotton material, and quickly turned his head away in embarrassment. Kagome stared at him with confusion.
"Ready to go?" The priestess nodded brightly as she scurried out of the outdoor sleeping bag, carefully placing Shippo down onto his side as he continued to sleep. He helped her up quickly, grabbing onto her smaller, more delicate hand in his and pulled her up, before dragging her along through the thick forest.
Kagome never noticed that in his other hand he held the only thing that they would need.
The couple sat against a large willow tree in the middle of a lush meadow not too far away from the campsite. InuYasha sat in front of the futuristic teenage female, his red pantaloon-covered legs criss-crossed in an Indian fashion as his scowling face rested calmly upon his large palms. Kagome kneeled comfortably behind him, grateful that the thick plants underneath her cushioned her against the rough dirt below.
And within her right hand, was a comb.
Long, even strokes began from the top of the hanyou's head to the loose ends just below his hips. Kagome brushed his hair carefully, tenderly, lovingly, and as she encountered a new tangle within the silvery tresses (which happened quite often), the patient raven-haired angel would just smile slightly as she held hard onto the top part of the hair and tugged below it, thus untangling his mane while causing him no pain.
Kagome knew how much he had hated his hair being pulled (courtesy of her, mind you).
However, sometimes, this technique doesn't always work…
"OW! Kagome, dammit!" A clawed hand immediately flew up as it cradled the sore area on his noggin. "That hurt, for Kami's sake!" The aforementioned woman bit her lip, an apology quickly forming upon her tongue. Except, this time she had a better idea.
She lowered her head slightly, and gently pressed her lips onto the tip of a fuzzy triangular ear with a murmured, "Gomen." InuYasha shivered, a tingly feeling rising up from the tip of his toes to the roots of his hair. He smiled slightly, a faint apple-blossom coloured blush appearing on his cheeks.
"Tch, no problem."
Kagome laughed lightly, before resuming the task in front of her. Her right hand held the brush firmly, but she massaged his scalp soothingly as she lowered her stokes, again meeting another set of tangles. Kagome wondered if she should get InuYasha to use her conditioner.
Yes, this was bliss.
"AAAGH!" Both heads shot up into the air, alarmed as they suddenly heard the surprised yell from their monk companion.
"Miroku's in trouble!" InuYasha jumped off and quickly ran towards the campsite after flinging Kagome expertly upon his shoulders.
Apparently, Naraku had summoned a damn demon puppet and attacked the sleeping InuYasha-tachi, playing like a dirty little coward. Miroku was injured slightly, which was normal after a thick tentacle was pierced into your upper thigh, but it wasn't anything that modern medicine couldn't fix!
And as InuYasha finished the final blow with a triumphant cry of "DIE!", the slayer and monk watched with awe as their unpronounced leader fought heroically, except their admirable glances weren't at his fighting skills, but at something else…
"So that's what those two do every morning," whispered the perverted houshi with a leer. "Quite kinky, might I add." Sango elbowed him harshly into the ribs, ignoring his sudden grunt of pain.
"Miroku!" Sango glared as the monk chuckled humorously.
Beside them, the little fox child nodded sagely. "I wonder if we should tell him that he has girly bows and clips in his hair."
"And a pink Hello Kitty brush!" piped up the jet-haired man with a smile.
Sango gave both the two male companions a look.
"Right. Stupid question."
Meanwhile, somewhere…hiding behind a large tree for "safety" was Kagome, laughter muffled as she watched her protector fight off the sudden evil that had contaminated this area.
Why, obsessions were healthy – if you kept them under control. And for the reincarnated priestess, her obsession for InuYasha's hair definitely was not healthy.
Now, to see how long until he would notice…
And CUT!
Coffee Corner: Here's another drabble wasted on my admiration for our dearest hanyou's hair. I thought of this short drabble while I was finishing up my math homework. Why? I have no flippin' clue. Apparently algebraic questions make plot bunnies appear! Please review!