Weekend Lovers | By : Enula Category: InuYasha > General Views: 2940 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Weekend Lovers
Prologue
"Is she back yet, Inuyasha?"
The inu-hanyou looked down to the ground from his perch in the tree. His eyes landed on Miroku, Sango, and Shippou who stared at him with curiosity, yet knowing. Inuyasha’s left ear twitched in slight annoyance as he once again leaned back against the trunk. His eyebrows narrowed down to glare at nothing in particular, his hands hiding well within his haori sleeves.
"What does it look like to you?" He spat back, consciously wondering what kinda of stupid ques tha that was. There he was…sitting and waiting in one of the many trees that outlines the beginning and end of the forest. And they asked if Kagome was back yet? "Keh…!"
Miroku moved his eyes over to Sango. He put his hand to the side of his mouth as he spoke, that way Inuyasha would have a harder time hearing him. The Houshi’s showed dryness, "Wasn’t Kagome-sama osedosed to have returned two days ago?"
"Mm." Sango agreed, nodding her head once.
Again, Inuyasha’s ear twitched, for he did pick up on their words. This made him more frustrated as he closed his eyes and clenched his fists tightly. One more…if they said but one more thing…he swear he would kill one of them.
"Maybe she doesn’t feel like seeing Inuyasha," Shippou then spoke quite loudly. He was on all fours as he kept his place on Sango’s right shoulder, Kirara occupying her left. The young kitsune stood on his back legs then, a cocky look coming to his face as he spoke blatantly to make sure Inuyasha heard him loud and clear, &;I c;I can’t blame her. After all, he was the one who—."
Before he could say another word, he felt a heavy fist come in contact with his skull. It took him a moment to feel that pain that surged through his body before getting swirls in his eyes and falling to the forest floor. Inuyasha now stood in front of the group, his fists still clenched. Ticked off marks appeared all over his head at how much he wanted to punch the annoying brat again.
"I’m warning you…!" Inuyasha exhorted, rolling his sleeves up to frighten the kitsune some more.
Shippou made a short yelp before hiding behind Miroku. Usually he would try to be braver around Inuyasha, but that was only because Kagome was there to say the magic word for backup. His small clawed like hands gripped onto Miroku’s robe, his head poking out from around his leg.
Miroku held up his hands in Shippou’s defense, his Shakujou’s rings jingling a bit from the movement, "No need to get violent, Inuyasha. Why don’t you just go back and get her like you always quotquot;
Inuyasha’s eyes averted to Miroku, his hands lowering and his posture straightening. He looked at the monk as though confused for a moment before regaining his pissed off look. Turning around quickly, the group watched as he angrily stomped off towards the well, "For your information, I was just about to do that! I was trying to be nice for once and let her stay a little longer, but since she wants to abuse the privilege, I’ll have to make sure to—."
And that was the last they heard of him as he jumped over the lips of the well and into the dark hole that would take him through time.
Miroku and Sango exchanged glances, taking notice of the pinks and purples in the sky. Yes, it would be getting dark within an hour or two, the moon already showing signs of its arrival.
"Think they’ll be coming back tonight?" Sango asked suddenly, absently reaching her hand up to stroke Kirara’s head.
"I highly doubt it…" his all-knowing look soon turned into what some may call suave, his eyes getting that certain glint in them that made Sango sweat drop. "They’ll probably want to spend the night together…alone. And as they look up at the starry sky, they’ll only have to give each other one glance before true love blinds them both…"
As he finished the last part of his little story, his cursed hand reached over just slightly to give Sango’s behind a little rub. Miroku hardly seemed to take notice of the way she clenched her fists. Nor did he take knowledge in the small, annoyed groans that she made through gritted teeth.
Hiraikotsu lowered roughly onto his cranium. His head tilted to the side as the contact was made, a small bump already forming on the side. Tears were seen lying on the outside of his eyes, threatening to pour over from the pain.
"Ah, Sango…why don’t you just admit that you like what I do to you?"
Slap.
Once Sango realized that he wouldn’t take his hand away after the hit on the head, a slap was her only other option.
In front of them both now, Shippou stood with his arms crossed over his chest, his head shaking in disappointment, "He’ll never learn…"
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Inuyasha hopped out of the well, now standing in the Modern Era. He looked around the dark room the well was located in, sniffing in deeply to see if Kagome was close. To his luck, she was in her house. Probably doing that stupid stuff she always does for that stupid place she goes to.
"What a waste of time," Inuyasha mumbled as he ran towards the shrine, leaping into the air when he was close enough to make a perfect landing on Kagome’s bedroom windowsill.
His amber-golden eyes peered into the dark room, taking note that Kagome was not in there at the moment. He reached his claws under the frame anyway, lifting it up with ease to climb in. Not even bothering to close the window behind him as his bare feet came in contact with the soft carpet, he made his way to the other side of the room.
His sensitive ears picked up on Kagome’s voice downstairs, making him abandon her room to head down the steps.
"Souta, quit your complaining; you’re going to eat rather you like it or not," Kagome scolded her little brother. The aroma of food cooking filled the first floor region, the smell seeming to uiteuite unknown as Higarashi-san decided to experiment for this dinner.
"But I really don’t think I’ll like it…" was Souta’s defense as his shoulders slumped, his eyes showing plead as he stared up at his big sister.
Kagome sighed and pointed to the place where Souta sat around the table, "Osuwari."
"Ack!" A loud grunt was heard right before a bang that practically shook the whole shrine. Kagome’s head whipped around quickly towards the stairs, her eyes wide with bewilderment. That’s when she happened to see Inuyasha with his face flattened into the floor. His claws scraped against the wood he lay on, a low grow emitting from deep in his throat, "Kagome-e-e…!"
"Inu-niisan!" Souta spoke first, running over to the fallen hanyou. It was more of an excuse to not sit down like Kagome commanded him to.
Inuyasha sighed and waited a few more moments before standing up abruptly, pointing an accused finger at Kagome, "Why’d you do that for!? I didn’t even do anything yet!"
Kagome’s eyes narrowed a bit as she put one hand on her hip. With her free hand, she held up her index finger and shook it back and forth, "Actually, the sit wasn’t even meant for you."
The rosary around Inuyasha’s neck globrigbrightly once again. It grew heavy, leaving him with no choice but to get thrown to the ground, the shrine shaking a second time.
The g mig miko quickly put her hands over her mouth as if just realizing what she said, "Ooops, gomen nasai, Inuyasha…eh heh…"
Higurashi-san decided to make her appearance at this moment, holding a big pot full of something with oven mitts covering her hands. She blinked twice when she saw Inuyasha lying on the floor, but a smile soon lit up her face, "Inuyasha, how nice of you to join us." By the looks of it, the woman hardly took notice that Inuyasha appeared to have gotten beat up. "Does that mean you’re going to be staying the whole weekend?"
Finally, the spell wore off. Inuyasha decided to just sit up instead of standing fully, just in case Kagome accidentally said it again. His legs were folded Indian style, his arms crossed over his chest in a pouting motion. He gave her mother a small glare off to the side, his right leg beginning to bounce with aggravation, "Why would I do that?"
"Oh…didn’t Kagome tell you?" She asked, taking the mitts off her hands and disappearing in the kitchen for a moment to drop them off. Once she came back in, she looked to her son, "Souta, go find your grandfather."
The boy nodded and went into the hall that led into the room he would most likely be found in.
"What didn’t Kagome tell me?" Inuyasha inquired, curiosity getting the better of him. Kagome? Keeping something from him? How dare she! He would have to make sure she paid for that one…in some way or another.
"Uhh…Käsan? Really…there is no need to te—." Kagome tried to tell her mother, the infamous sweat drop appearing on the side of her face.
"We’re all going away this weekend. Well…Souta, Jiisan, and I. We’ve been planning on this vacation for awhile, but since Kagome decided she would rather use this weekend to study for her finals, I agreed that she could stay." Higurashi-san finished explaining, sitting down at her spot when she saw Souta and her father enter the room.
Kagome slowly sat down at her place, watching as Inuyasha sat down beside her where he usually placed himself when he was over for dinner. She noticed how he kept giving her looks that obviously said "And you didn’t tell me, eh…? Heh, heh, heh…yet I still managed to find out." It made her want to sit him again, anyway.
"I think it’s great that you chose to stay with my Kagome this weekend, though. It’ll make me feel a lot better while being gone," she added, picking up her chopsticks to begin eating.
"Nani?!" Inuyasha and Kagome screamed in unison. They both looked at Kagome’s mother as though she lost her mind.
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