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A/N Complete and total WAFF chapter.
Chapter 11: It’s all your fault, you know…
Inuyasha scuffed his toes in the dirt as he walked and
grumbled under his breath. “I don’t know why we couldn’t have stayed a little
longer.”
“Because we’d never make
it to the next village before nightfall.” Miroku said from behind him.
“So?” Inuyasha
said without turning around, “It’s not like we haven’t slept out in the open
before. I just wanted to stay until Kouga agreed to
mate with her …”
Miroku sighed, “Inuyasha, Kouga is almost as stubborn as you are. And while I applaud
your restraint in not attacking him, or us, once you were freed, it could still
be days before he gives in, and none of us wants to sit around for hours on end
watching Kouga being slammed repeatedly into the
ground.”
“I did.” Inuyasha muttered
mutinously. “I don’t know why Myouga gets to stay and
watch the good stuff when I don’t get to.” He glanced back at Miroku. “Where’d you get those beads for him, anyway? I
thought they were pretty rare.”
“They are. We gathered up the remains of
your necklace before we even returned to Kaede’s on
the night you lost them. Kaede just finished
enchanting them again before this trip.”
Inuyasha stopped and turned around completely. “Say again?”
“They were your beads.”
“…so why exactly did you gather them up?
You weren’t expecting to put them back on me, were you, Houshi?”
he asked, starting to scowl.
Miroku smiled briefly, “It never even occurred to me.” he lied smoothly.
“I simply felt that they might be of use sometime in the future. Once Sango-sama and I determined a course of action regarding Kouga, we felt that we had the perfect use for them, that’s all.”
Inuyasha glared at him suspiciously, sniffing the air as he
did so. “Well, you don’t smell like your lying.”
I better not, thought Miroku, I’ve had enough practice at it. “Ahem, yes, well, we’d better catch up to the
others Inuyasha.” he said, pointing ahead to where
the women and demons were walking quickly towards the next village.
“I don’t know why they’re in such a
hurry.” Inuyasha said as he started after them.
“They’re women, Inuyasha.
They like their creature comforts in the evenings, like warm baths, soft beds, good food. Actually, I wouldn’t mind having those tonight as
well.” he said, considering. ”Hurry up, Inuyasha.” he
ordered as he passed the hanyou.
“Oh, right, like you could beat me.” he retorted.
“You might be surprised!” Miroku said, and took off running after the women, leaving
a surprised Inuyasha to scramble after him.
After a few minutes, Inuyasha
called out, “Heh, sorry Miroku,
didn’t see you there!” and Miroku’s dust covered
figure could be seen laying in the middle of the trail
as the hanyou continued on. Miroku
shook his head and muttered to himself as he rose and walked after him, trying
to dust off his robes as he went.
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When they arrived at the village, they were
all surprised to find the small place brimming with people. Sake flowed freely,
everyone was smiling and laughing; it was obvious that a huge celebration was
going on.
“I wonder what’s happening.” Kagome said
thoughtfully.
“Wait here a moment, I’ll see what I can
find out.” said Miroku, ambling up to a promising
group of young men.
“Did he just not
find a bunch of women to talk to?” said Sango in an
aside to Kagome.
“Yeah. Wow, I wonder if he’s feeling all right.” she
responded, and Sango laughed shortly.
Miroku returned with a smile on his face. “I’d forgotten
what day it was! Today is the most auspicious day of the year! There’s
only this one Shrine in this area, so everyone here has been coming to marry
today. It’s basically one enormous festival at this point. Although, “ he said, his smile fading, “it also means that there’s no
possible way we can find somewhere to stay: everything’s full. The locals have
also been charging much larger amounts of money for their goods to take
advantage of the unusual crowds. I’m afraid we’re still going to have to rough
it tonight.” he said sadly.
“Oh no.” groaned Kagome. Sango sighed loudly, rubbing at her slayer’s outfit to try
and get a bit of the trail dust off. How irritating.
“Eh, excuse me?” Kagome and Sango turned around to see a handsome young man in a
decorative kimono standing hesitantly behind them. “I couldn’t help notice you
attire, Madam. Would you happen to be a demon slayer?” he asked Sango, looking at her outfit as though he couldn’t quite
believe a young woman was wearing it.
“Yeeees.” Sango answered slowly,
“Why do you ask?”
“My bride and I...well, our village… I
mean… sorry, I‘m a little nervous.” he said, blushing slightly. “I came over to
ask if you would care to join my family’s camp to celebrate my wedding? We married this morning, and my wife would take it
as a very good omen if there was a taijiya involved
in the celebrations today.”
Sango looked at him as though he was one chopstick short
of a set. “I’m honored by the request, but I don’t understand why my presence
would be so valued.”
“A demon slayer was responsible for saving
my mother-in-law as she gave birth to my wife, as well as the lives of two of
her siblings. She’s come to consider demon slayers as, well, a personal sign of
luck and good fortune. It would mean so much to her if you would agree to come
over. We could provide you food and a place to sleep!” he added a little
desperately, as Sango looked about to refuse.
At the mention of a place to sleep, Sango paused and looked at him, considering. “I’m here with
some companions. If they are welcome as well, I would be happy to come to
celebrate with you.”
He nodded vigorously. “Of
course, of course! Any friend of the slayer is wel-come.”
he faltered to a stop as Inuyasha stepped up behind Sango and grinned, baring his fangs. “A…demon?” he said
faintly.
Kagome smacked Inuyasha
on the back of the head.
“Ow,
hey!”
“Quit trying to scare him.” she ordered
quietly, “I want a place to sleep!” she smiled at the young man. “Don’t worry,
he’s harmless.”
The groom nodded, staring at them with
wide eyes, but finally decided that the slayer’s companions must be all right.
They were with the slayer, after all. “Fine then, fine then…
please, follow me! My wife will be so happy! Please,
come this way! Thank you!” And he led them off towards the edge of the village
where a number of awnings and large tents had been set up around a campfire in
the middle.
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“I don’t like this.” growled Inuyasha, slumped next to the fire with food remains
littering the ground around him.
“The situation isn’t that
unpleasant.” Miroku said.
“Yeah, this food is great!” Shippou said, smiling happily as he patted his round little
belly.
Inuyasha scowled. “You two are just saying that ‘cause no one’s afraid of you! Why are you even over here,
anyway? Why aren’t you off celebrating with Sango
and…Kagome.” he asked, looking across the fire to where Sango
and Kagome were surrounded by the newlywed’s family and friends, regaling them
with exaggerated stories of some of their demon encounters.
Miroku glanced at the women and tsked
sympathetically. “We’re over here because we’re your friends, Inuyasha.” he said, frowning slightly as one of the men
leaned in as he talked with Sango. The oily
looking man was awfully close to her.
“Anyway, you know Sango
and Kagome are over there making sure that these good people will have no
reservations about hosting us tonight. We will all be back together by the end
of the night.” he said soothingly, knowing that the hanyou
was having a hard time watching Kagome surrounded by numerous young men. Sango seemed to be attracting quite a bit of attention as
well, he thought, noticing another young man invading her space. What did
she think she was doing, letting them get in close like that? She never
let him sit that close to her, he thought, a little irritated.
Of course, it must be even more difficult
for Inuyasha when Kagome was the one who had asked
him to sit on the opposite side of the fire. She claimed she simply
wanted to make things more comfortable for their hosts, ensuring that the
invitation stayed open. Miroku thought she was
simply tired of hearing Inuyasha’s constant growling
every time another young male came over. As more of the self-same young
men flirted with Sango, however, Miroku
felt the urge to growl himself. Maybe Inuyasha had the right idea, these
men looked awfully shady to him. Could they really trust them around Sango and Kagome?
There was yet another yell of ‘Banzai!’
from across the way and Sango and Kagome once again
downed a cup of sake. Miroku’s irritation faded
somewhat and he smiled to himself as he watched Sango.
Her cheeks were flushed, her smile was big and rather silly, and he could see
her hand fumble a bit as she tried to place her empty cup on the tray.
His eyes took on a slightly wicked sparkle. Tonight might be the perfect
time to answer the question that still continued to plague him: what would Sango’s mouth taste like? Actually, considering how
much Sango was drinking, he might be able to taste a
lot more than her mouth. This could be a very good night.
It wasn’t long before the wedding party
drifted off to their respective tents. The newlyweds were seen off with
laughter and rather lascivious advice, and the rest of the family paid their
respects to Sango and Kagome before leaving. Miroku, Inuyasha, and Shippou headed over to their ladies soon after, as the two
seemed happy to stay seated.
Inuyasha peered down at Kagome, who leaned back to look up
at him and keeled over onto her back. She and Sango
both started giggling as Inuyasha reached down to
pull her back up.
“Kagome?” Inuyasha’s ear swiveled
around in concern.
She stared at him owlishly. “You know
what, Inuyasssssha? I love you hair. It’s sho- it’s pretty. Isn’t it
pretty, Sango.” she asked, her head wobbling as she
turned away from Inuyasha’s suddenly bright red face
to ask the slayer.
Sango gave her an exaggerated nod. “Pretty. Brown hair’sh prettier, though.”
They both looked to Miroku and started giggling
wildly while Miroku rolled his eyes and tried to
ignore his own flushed face.
“And your ears are so cute!” Kagome went
on, turning back to Inuyasha again. “I love your ears
soooo much. Just so cute I could eat them up!”
her wide eyes dropped to his face. “Didja know your
eyes ‘r’ the same color as gold? How did your mom do that?” she asked,
confused for a moment. He blinked at this and then almost flinched as she
focused on his lips and sighed. “But you almost never kissh me.” Tears welled up in her eyes and Sango clumsily patted her back. “He’s so mean.” she wailed.
Sango glared at him for her friend.
“Why don’t you kissh
her? That’sh not very consid- condisher-
conshire- not very nice!”
Inuyasha stared at them both in shock, his face flaming. “Miroku?” he asked in a strangled voice. “What the hell’s
wrong with them? Are they drunk?”
“It’s not that difficult to ascertain, is
it?” said Miroku wryly. Then he grinned. “Of course,
you know what they say: what a man says drunk, he has thought sober. Or in this case, a woman.”
“Shut up, Houshi!”
Inuyasha said fiercely, still blushing.
Miroku got a rather evil look in his eye. Inuyasha was so obviously embarrassed by the whole thing,
he just couldn’t resist. “Kagome, “he said sweetly, “would you like Inuyasha to kiss you?”
“What the hell do you
think you’re doing, Miroku!” Inuyasha bit out, just
before Kagome nodded decisively.
“He’s really good at it.” she said with a
sappy little smile, and Miroku raised an eyebrow at Inuyasha.
“Really? Well, well, will wonders never cease.”
“SHUT UP, Houshi!”
Inuyasha said even more fiercely. He forgot to keep
an eye on Kagome, however, and stumbled back as she stood in front of him and
wrapped her arms around his neck.
She looked up him and smiled sweetly.
“Aren’t you going to kiss me again?” she asked in a plaintive voice. “Don’t you
like me?” A tear slowly trailed down one smooth cheek and he gulped.
“No…I mean, yes…I mean. Miroku, you started this! Help!” Inuyasha held onto Kagome’s shoulders and tried to keep her
mouth away from his own. “You damn houshi, don’t just
stand there with that stupid grin on your face, help me with Kagome!”
Miroku chortled.
“Why won’t you kiss me?” Kagome asked,
staring up at him. “You don’t like me, do you? “ she
said sadly, more tears winding down her cheeks. She sobbed once.
“You ssshould’ve
said yes.” Sango slurred out.
Inuyasha looked at her in surprise. “What? How can you-“
“I’m - not – talking – to – you.” Sango said to him slowly. “Was talking to
Kagome. She should’ve said yes to the men.” Kagome unwound her arms from
Inuyasha’s neck and looked at Sango.
“Really?”
“Uh huh. Whole bunch asked you to marry ‘em, didn’t they?” Kagome’s eyes grew blurry as she
tried to remember. She nodded and Sango smiled. “Me too.”
MIroku and Inuyasha suddenly
straightened up.
“What?” they both blurted.
“Wow, both of you, huh?” Shippou asked.
Sango and Kagome didn’t even notice as Sango continued. “If Inuyasha
doesn’t want you, should marry one of them. It’shhh no use being sad and waiting
for some faithless man who will never commit.”
“Hey!” Miroku
and Inuyasha echoed again.
“You sshould get
married and be happy.” Sango concluded, closing her
eyes and laying back in the grass. Kagome nodded to herself so hard she almost
fell over and turned away from Inuyasha.
“Maybe tha’ tall
one.” she said to her self, before Inuyasha grabbed
her around the waist from behind and yanked her back.
“Hey, where do you think you’re going?” he
growled.
“Le’ go!” she tried to push at his arm,
but her eyes couldn’t quite seem to tell exactly where his arm was.
“I asked where you were going.” Inuyasha repeated.
“I’m going to go be happy, like Shango said.” she explained.
“Be happy? What the hell does that mean?”
“I’m gonna to
marry the tall one.” she said slowly, as though explaining things to a small
child. “Didn’t you listen? He didn’t have pretty eyes, but I guess…”
“You’re not going to get married to
anyone!” Inuyasha bellowed as Miroku
chuckled slightly.
“I wanna get
married! Everyone else is getting’ married today, and I wan’ to get married
too! Lemme go!”
“If you were getting married to anyone,
it’d be me, dammit!” Inuyasha
yelled again. Kagome stopped her rather feeble struggling and turned her head
slightly to look back at him.
“Really?”
“Uh…” Why the hell had he said that?
“You want to get married?” she asked, her
eyes sparkling as she turned to face him.
“Uh…”
“Oh, Inuyasha…”
Miroku started sniggering into his hands as Kagome hugged
Inuyasha tightly. The Hanyou
held her gingerly, panicked.
“No, wait!” Inuyasha
sputtered frantically, finally letting go of her waist. “That’s not what I
meant! I just meant….I just meant that you shouldn’t be getting married, that’s
all! Kagome, you’re drunk, you don’t know what you’re doing!” She scowled at
him and started crying again.
“I – “she sniffled, “am NOT drunk. And I wanna get married. So there.” She turned away from Inuyasha. ”Sango, help me find
the –the…that guy. Can’t remember where he went…” Sango
looked up blearily from the ground and pushed herself up to a stand, wobbling
dangerously.
Miroku continued to chuckle loudly as Inuyasha
grabbed Kagome around the waist again. “You are not
marrying some strange guy, Kagome! Not if I have to pick you up and take you
out of here myself!” he sighed to himself. “Anyway, you wouldn’t want to marry
me, really. You know you wouldn’t even be thinking this way if you hadn’t
soaked up all that sake.”
She sniffled some more and shook her head,
trying to figure out why she wasn’t still walking forward. “Yesh,
I would. Everyone wants to marry the person they love, don’t they?” she
mumbled.
“Well, yeah, but….” his brain stopped for
a moment as her words penetrated. “You- you want to marry the person that
…you…love?”
She nodded, still trying to get her feet to
move forward. “Uh huh. But if you don’ wanna get married, then I’m gonna
go marry someone else. And be happy, like Sango said.
Do you think that would make me happy?” she asked, confused again as she turned
back to him. He was staring down at her, flabbergasted. “Inuyasha? Are you all right?” she waved a hand in
front his face and accidentally slapped him instead.
He blinked, trying to force his brain to
keep working. Had she just said…?
I think so, big boy, said his conscience.
She loves me?
Don’t let it go to your head.
Excuse me, what did I just say?
Don’t get too carried away here.
A huge smile broke over his face. His arm
tightened and he hugged her close, breathing her in. Standing there embracing
her for a moment, he was startled to feel his eyes getting moist. He blinked
rapidly.
Shippou stared at them both with his mouth open and Miroku had finally stopped laughing. He simply stood there
and grinned happily at them, noting Inuyasha’s eyes
pointedly.
“I got somethin’
in my eyes, Houshi, that’s all.” Inuyasha
growled, and Miroku nodded fondly.
“Of course.”
Kagome rested the back of her head on Inuyasha’s chest, seeming to have forgotten about going off
to marry ‘the tall guy,’ and Inuyasha stood there,
thinking.
Should I do it?
Don’t be an idiot, his conscience chimed
in immediately. She’s drunk, she doesn’t know what
she’s saying. Well, not enough to get married, anyway.
What if she does, though? She
said she loves me. That means she’d be happy if we were
married, right? She said she loves me…
Okay, whoopee, one point for your side.
But think about it, do you really think she was planning to marry you today
when you broke camp this morning? Again, don’t be an idiot.
If we got married, though, she’d
stay here longer. And I wouldn’t have to worry about Hojo
and those other bastards anymore. And we’d finally be together…
Did you hit your head on Shippou’s boulder one too many times? You CANNOT marry
Kagome right now! She does NOT want to marry you. All you two do is fight all
day long and order each other around…and you suddenly want to get married? Get
a clue!
Hey, that’s right,
she wouldn’t be able to order me around as much anymore, once I’m her husband…
HEY! HEY, DUMBASS! ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING
TO ME! OY! DOGBOY! Aw, crap. Honestly, why do I even bother…
Inuyasha scooped Kagome up into his arms and took a deep
breath. “All right, then. I’ll do it. Me and Kagome are gonna
go get married.”
Miroku started choking. “Wha-what
did you say?”
“Congratulations, Inuyasha!
“Shippou said happily, “Wow, what luck. You’d never get someone like Kagome if she was sober.”
“Shut up, pipsqueak.” Inuyasha
growled.
“Inuyasha, you
can’t really mean to…” Miroku stopped briefly as Inuyasha stared at him. “Inuyasha,
this is serious. You’ll be taking advantage of her if you do this when she’s in
this condition. How can you…”
“Hey, aren’t you the one who’s always telling me to express my feelings and court
Kagome?”
“Not when she’s inebriated, you fool!” Miroku said in exasperation. “It’s something completely
different if you do this when she’s not herself.”
“Oh, you mean it’s more like what you’d do?” Inuyasha shot back.
Miroku glared at him. “That’s beneath you.”
“But not beneath you,
huh?”
“Inuyasha….”
“Hey, if you have such a problem with me
refusing to – to respect Kagome’s declaration, let’s see how you like it, Houshi!” He turned to Sango, who
was still wobbling precariously as she hung onto her Hiraikotsu.
“Oy, Sango. Miroku here was just saying how much he wishes you and he
could get married, too. Whaddaya say?”
“You evil little…” Miroku
said with murder in his eyes, just as Sango looked
over at him. “Oh damnation, she’s going to kill me.” Miroku
muttered to himself as Sango launched herself at him.
He flinched, ready to be knocked flat, and grunted as she fell awkwardly
against his chest. Grabbing her arms, he opened his eyes to look at her. “Sango?”
Her head lolled back and forth and she
smiled goofily up at him. “I would love to get married.” she said happily, and
now Inuyasha started to snigger as Miroku’s face burned hotly.
“Sango?” he
asked in a voice that cracked with strain. What in the name of all the
Gods was she doing?? “Eh…Sango, really, uh, you’re
not yourself. I think maybe you should…” he stopped as Sango
scowled at him.
“You don’ want to?” she asked sadly.
“It’s not that, exactly.” Just not yet…
“Then let’shh
get married with Inuyasha and Kagome.“
“Well, now, let’s not be hasty.” Why
couldn’t Inuyasha have asked her if she wanted to
kiss him instead? He could have handled that! As
well as finally getting to taste Sango as well, dammit, if she was feeling this amorous.
But now…
“Hasty? You’re the one who asked me in the
first place!” she said, starting to get angry. She stood back from him, and he
watched warily as she fingered the handle to her hiraikotsu.
How she could be this drunk and still hold that damn thing, he had no idea…
“If you recall,” Miroku
said, adopting a reasonable tone, “Inuyasha was the
one who…”
“Fine! Fine then. I’m don’ care anymore, Houshi! I’m gonna get married and raise babies and stay right here in
this stupid little village and you can just…shove off!” she yelled, crying. Miroku watched her with huge eyes, reaching out for her
arm. What in the world was going on with her?
“Sango, you
know you don’t mean that. This isn’t like you at all.”
“Why? I can’t want what other women want?
I can’t be sad? I can’t want to have b-b-babies and m-marriage?” she kept
crying and Miroku frowned.
“Sango” he
said sympathetically. He’d never thought those things even crossed her
mind, in all honesty. She was so driven when it came to finding Kohaku and avenging her family, he’d never really
considered what she might wish for afterwards. “Come, why don’t we find
the tent they set aside for us all and you can sleep this off…”
“Get away from me!” Sango
yelled, and Miroku ducked to the ground with a very
unmanly squeak as she swung the hiraikotsu at his
head. “I am going to find one of the men and I’m going to get married! Inuyasha! Kagome! Wai’ for
me right here!” she tried to turn around, losing her balance and almost falling
over as she did so.
Miroku had managed to stand at this point and started to
scowl. She was going to what? “Sango, you know
you don’t wish to get married! Calm down and think about this rationally.” He
reached for her arm again and this time didn’t manage to dodge in time. The hiraikotsu caught him in the shoulder and sent him flying.
“NO! I’m getting’ married! If you’re
too…too cowardly to keep your word when you ask someone to marry you…”
“It was Inuyasha!”
he yelled, still flat on his back.
“…then just stay away from me, Houshi!”
Miroku scrambled up as she started stumbling away from
them. Fists clenched, he stared after her. If she thought he was
going to let this stand for one more moment, she was in for a rude surprise. “SANGO! You will NOT do this! I forbid it!” She ignored him
and kept on walking.
Inuyasha smirked at Miroku,
although he felt just a little guilty. He hadn’t honestly thought it would turn
out quite the way it had. A little yelling, Miroku
getting beat into a pulp, and his litlle bit of revenge..that’s what he’d
expected. Who knew Sango was drunk enough to actually
want to marry the hentai?
Miroku scowled over at Inuyasha.
“You are such an immature pain in the ass, Inuyasha,
do you know that?” he said furiously. “You realize I can’t stop her!”
“Yeah, she can pretty much take you in a
fight, can’t she?” Inuyasha taunted.
“It’s not that, you idiot. I just…I
could hurt her in this condition, if we were to fight over this!“
“Okay, I can see that being a problem.” Inuyasha admitted.
“So, why don’t you put Kagome down and
help me!” Miroku asked through gritted teeth.
Inuyasha grinned. “Honestly? Because this is a hell of a
lot more fun.” he watched Miroku’s face go red with
anger. “So it’s…marry her or watch her marry someone
else. Huh.” He paused and then asked slyly, “How do you think it’ll feel, being
married to a woman who can kick your ass?”
“Inuyasha…” he
said, warning.
“Don’t worry,
we’ll wait for you before we head to the shrine.” Inuyasha
said lightly, and Miroku looked behind him to see Sango already out of the center camp and almost out of
sight.
“Damn.” Miroku
swore and took off after her. “Sango, wait! You
don’t want to do this…”
Inuyasha stayed behind and simply held Kagome, who seemed
to be almost asleep in his arms at that point. After about 20 minutes, a
frazzled Miroku returned arm in arm with a beaming,
if still inebriated, Sango. He glared at Inuyasha.
“Not one word, Inuyasha.
Not. One. Word.” He scowled
and then smiled as he turned to look at Sango. “All
right, my dear. We’re here. Are you sure you won’t wait until tomorrow? I’m
sure it would be lovely to “ he choked, “marry when
the sun is higher in the sky.”
“No. I want the most auspicious day of the
year, and that’s today!”
“Me, too” chimed in Kagome sleepily.
Inuyasha grinned down at Kagome and nodded. “Good. C’mon,
monk, we’re going to the shrine.” he said happily, and pointedly ignored Miroku’s continued glare as he headed over to the shrine on
the hill above the village.
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Inuyasha and Miroku walked out of
the temple in a daze, each supporting a womanly picture of drunken stupor,
while Shippou bounced excitedly behind them.
“I can’t believe I’m married.” Inuyasha said quietly.
“YOU can’t believe you’re married?” Miroku asked sharply. “What of me? I'm not ready to be married yet! I'm still young! And I was so close...”
"Close to what?" Here we go again, babbling about meaningless shit,Inuyasha thought.
"To fixing this entire situation! That mainland monk went on his high horse about monks and celibacy and... I was sure he'd refuse to marry us." He muttered.
Inuyasha started to laugh as Miroku shook his head, obviously still in shock.
“Admit it, it was worth
it just to see how fast that bastard started talking once Sango threatened him with the hiraikotsu.
Man, some humans are really cowardly.”
Miroku smiled weakly. “They were more afraid of you than
they were of Sango-sama.” Miroku
said, color slowly starting to leach back into his pale face. “How often does
one encounter a half-demon, let alone perform a marriage for one?”
Inuyasha snorted. “Stupid idiots, think they’d never seen a
wedding before, the way they acted.”
Shippou preened behind him. “They all loved me, didn’t
they, Miroku?” Shippou
asked, smiling happily as he sucked on a sweet he’d
received from another admiring couple at the shrine.
Miroku nodded, breathing deeply as he tried to regain his
equilibrium. He was married! Dear Gods above, what the hell
was he going to do now?
Married. He looked down at Sango’s
head, lolling against him as they walked, and took a deep breath. He had not
planned on this. Some day in the future, maybe.
In the far future, when Naraku
and his Kazaana were gone and he could take a moment
to think about what he wanted out of life. He swallowed slightly
as he watched her. One thought wormed its way up from somewhere deep
inside and sprouted, refusing to go away.
What if this marriage didn’t work?
How idiotic. He didn’t even wish to be
married, and he was worrying about the success of it? Ridiculous.
But still, this was Sango…
What if this marriage didn’t work?
Of all the women he’d ever known, and
truly lusted after, Sango was the only one that he
still wanted to spend time with. He couldn’t imagine not fighting by her
side, not traveling with her during the day, not speaking with her in the
evenings by the firelight, not touching her. He couldn’t imagine what it
would be like once Naraku was defeated and they all
went their separate ways. How would she survive without someone to care
for her when she pushed herself too hard? Who would make sure she that
remembered to leave some of the sorrow of the past behind, that she remembered
to relax and laugh and find joy in the world again?
He felt a small shock go through his body
at the thoughts pouring through him. Had the idea of marrying Sango been hiding itself in the back of his mind, waiting
for the right opportunity to show itself? Just how long had he been
thinking of Sango as someone to hold onto and care
for? How long had he been thinking of her, however slightly, as someone
he had a claim to? How long had he been lying to himself?
How long had he been in love with Sango?
He stared down at her, eyes wide. He
was in love with Sango. Violent, angry,
dedicated, beautiful, sensuous Sango, the woman who
was going to beat him to within an inch of his life the moment she overcame
whatever odd flight of fancy the sake had induced. What in the world was
he going to do? Was there any way he could keep this from turning into an
unmitigated disaster? When it came down to it, was there anything that
would make Sango amenable to marriage to him?
And almost as important, was there
anything that he could do to be allowed near that fantastic body of hers
without suffering extreme amounts of pain?
This was going to take some serious
thought…
xxxxxx
Continuing to walk down the path from the
shrine in silence, Inuyasha and Miroku
picked their way carefully in the dim twilight. Kagome’s legs went boneless
after a few minutes and Inuyasha had to heft her into
his arms, but Sango managed to stay on her feet, even
though her gaze had taken on a death-like stare. Wrapped in his own thoughts, Miroku was trying to control his wandering hand’s impulses
once he’d started thinking about Sango’s body. Inuyasha was just trying to figure out what to do next. A
rustling in the bushes brought both of them to alert, but turned out to be a
couple kissing passionately in the shadows. Inuyasha
and Miroku looked down at the women, glanced at each
other, and blushed furiously.
Feeling Sango
slump even further against him, Miroku cleared his
throat. “I suppose it’s not going to be much of a wedding night.” he said
sadly.
Looking at Kagome, Inuyasha
grunted.
Miroku went on. “Probably not much of a morning after the
wedding either. They’re really going to be miserable tomorrow.”
Inuyasha nodded to himself, watching Kagome’s face as he
held her. She looked so peaceful and unaware…and it made him feel like a
bastard. He’d been rather happy until near the end of the ceremony, when Kagome
had started to essentially collapse against him, having a hard time
understanding what they were there for and what they were doing. At that point,
he’d finally realized just how far gone she actually was. She’s going to be
pretty pissed at me in the morning he thought, grimacing. As far as he was
concerned, the human marriage wasn’t the core issue of a mating, although his
human half of it still viewed it as an important step. Still, they
weren’t really mated completely until they, well…actually mated. But he had the
sneaking suspicion that Kagome was going to be upset no matter what he did now.
Told you not to do it, his conscience
piped up. Didn’t I tell you not to do it? Didn’t I say she didn’t know what she
was doing?
Shut up.
And now it’s too late and what’re you
going to do? Make love to her while she’s passed out cold?
Of course not! he thought in surprise.
Man, his conscience had a really dirty mind sometimes. I’ll just…I’ll just… He paused, thinking hard. What the hell am I going to do? She’s going
to kill me when she wakes up!
Exactly. Dead hanyou walking,
that’s you. Kiss future peace goodbye, because your
WIFE is going to make your life a living hell. And don’t forget, this is
Kagome…she is damn scary when she’s pissed. Oh, don’t expect me to save
you, either. There’s only so much violence I can watch without getting sick,
and I have a feeling Kagome’s going to go over my limit. I’m getting the hell
out of here until Kagome calms down…
Coward.
Inuyasha stopped, noticing that Miroku
had paused a few feet before him, trying to juggle Sango,
the hiraikotsu, and now Shippou,
who was leaning on him rather sleepily.
“They’re going to kill us when they wake
up, aren’t they.” he said glumly.
Miroku nodded faintly, still trying to get a hold on Sango that wouldn’t topple himself
and the hiraikotsu over on top of her. “Quite definitely.” They stood silently, imagining what the
next day would bring.
“It’s all your
fault, you know…” they both accused, and continued to stare at their new wives.
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