Devotion that Withstands Time | By : RougeFugitive Category: InuYasha > General Views: 3826 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Phase 20
Don’t Bother
Thursday, May 8, 2001
You had just finished eating breakfast in the kitchen of your apartment back in Tokyo when Inuyasha walks in, wearing his police uniform, and shoves everything off the table. You start to make words of protest because you were still enjoying your juice, but he promptly shuts you up by lifting you on top of the table and kissing you madly.
Your pajamas are ripped and pulled off. A hot mouth moves over your skin, sucking and biting in just the right places, earning some breathy noises and moans from you. Hands squeeze, pinch, and caress you and you lie back to find you’re no longer on the hard table in the kitchen, but on top of the soft blankets on your bed instead.
You fist your hand in his hair, moaning shamelessly as he thrusts inside you. It’s only then that you notice that his dog-ears are missing, and this isn’t the thick head of hair you’re used to pulling… You look down, and instead of seeing your husband, you see Miroku, between your legs and inside you.
You shriek.
And not because you were climaxing either.
The rest of the scream dies in your throat when you awake and sit up with a start. You press your hand to your bare chest as your heartbeat calms down.
What was that?! You had dreams like that before where Inuyasha wasn’t particularly the guest of honor (or sometimes not a guest at all), but never with Miroku! You wrap your arms around yourself and attempt a shiver of disgust. Your body, unlike your mind, is giving you a completely different reaction, but you refuse to acknowledge it.
An insignificant part of your mind admits that you find Miroku maybe just the little bit attractive, but what does it matter? It was just a dream and it’s never going to happen in real life. As long as Inuyasha, or the man himself never, ever finds out then you’ll have nothing to worry about.
You notice the half demon shift under the blanket beside you, and you look over to see him staring up at you groggily. He reaches out and pulls you down to lie partially on top of him.
You get comfortable against him and link your leg around his underneath the blanket. “Morning.”
“Hey.” He grunts. His voice is rough and deeper from sleep. He clears his throat. “Another nightmare? You woke me up with the noises you were making.”
“Yeah, and you were in it.” You bite the inside of your cheek to keep from cursing aloud. You didn’t want to mention it to him.
His hand running up and down your side stills for a second. “Yeah?”
“Mm, yeah, but it was a good dream.” You toy with his nipple between your fingers. “I like the part where you were in it the most.”
“What was I doing?”
“…Having me on our kitchen table.” You blush faintly and tilt your head upwards to look at him.
A small smirk forms on his lips. “So that’s what all the noise was about. Always so loud.”
“Shut up.” You scoot forward to kiss the smirk off his face.
He responds wholeheartedly, rolls over, and presses you against the futon. “And then what happened?”
You frown when the ending of the dream comes to mind as he presses kisses against your neck. “Well.. I…”
A soft knocking on the door saves you from answering at the moment. Inuyasha sighs as he rolls off you and then takes his time searching for and putting on his yukata. You pull the blanket up to cover you better when he gets up to answer the door.
The teenage girl, who was at the front desk from yesterday, is at the door. Kohaku was her name, or maybe Koharu, you can’t remember, but you immediately notice the sunny yellow polka dot scarf on her head.
“G-good morning, I’ve come to collect the dinner plates and give you breakfast.” The teenager’s face flushes bright red at sight of Inuyasha’s partially open yukata, which exposes quite a bit of his torso.
“Here, enjoy your meal!” She hands Inuyasha a tray of food and bows shortly. “Sorry to disturb you!” She promptly flees from the doorway.
Inuyasha shuts the door and turns to set the tray on the table.
You sit up, and slide your yukata on. “Didn’t she say she was going to take dishes from yesterday?”
O.o.O
You step off the staircase holding two trays of dishes from breakfast, and yesterday’s dinner along with your bucket of toiletries underneath. Before going to the hot spring, you decided to return the dishes to kitchen, since the girl forgot them earlier.
Yesterday, the old man, or the owner of the resort had given you all a small tour of the place to show you where to find the changing rooms and hot spring before taking you to your rooms. You were still sleepy at the time, so of course you’d forgotten by the time you woke up, and ended up wandering around a bit to find the changing room and hot spring, which was how you ended up finding the kitchen. Luckily, it’s a small building, and the kitchen and entrance to the changing rooms are right next door to each other.
You push open the kitchen door, and peek inside before walking in. The teenage girl, whose name that you do not recall, is stirring something in a pot at the stove.
“Hello,” you greet and the girl jerks in surprise at your sudden entrance. “I’m sorry, did I startle you?”
“No, no.” The teenager turns around smiling sheepishly. “I-I’m just not used to seeing guests around, we haven’t had so many for a while.”
“Oh, Kohaku, was it? Do you live here alone with your grandfather?” You ask curiously. “My name is ___, by the way.”
“…W-we do live here alone, and occasionally one or two people that live near here come to visit the hot springs.” She answers beginning to fidget with the straps of her apron.
“Does that mean you take care of the cleaning and cooking all by yourself?”
“Yes, there was no one else to help my grandpa run the inn after my grandmother passed away a few years ago, and he has a bad back, so he can’t help m-much.” The teenage girl explains.
“I see.. If you need any help while we’re still staying here, feel free to ask. I have nothing to do anyway.” You offer with a smile. You set the trays of dishes down on the table since it was beginning to get too heavy to hold.
“T-th-thank you.” She blushes faintly and ducks her head. “M-my name isn’t Ko-“
“Inuyasha!” You call, spotting him through the partially closed doorway. You catch his attention, and you beckon him to come to you with your free hand. “Come in here.”
Inuyasha walks into the kitchen, also holding a toiletry bucket. “What?”
You look to the teenage girl, whose blush had darkened upon Inuyasha’s entrance. “Kohaku, this is my husband, Inuyasha. I just wanted to thank you for bringing us meals. They were delicious.”
She nods, seeming to stutter harder than before. “Y-you’re welcome.”
You smile and turn to walk out of kitchen tugging Inuyasha along with you by his yukata sleeve. You release his sleeve once you get to the entrance to the changing rooms.
“Kohaku cooks and cleans all by herself here.” You state, and push aside the curtain before the entrance to enter. To your left and to your right are halls that would lead to the women and men’s changing room separately.
“I think you got her name wrong. ‘Kohaku’ is a boy’s name.” Inuyasha says, walking in behind you.
“No, it isn’t. I knew a few girls named ‘Kohaku’ before.” You lean forward to kiss him chastely on the lips before departing to the women’s changing room. “See you later.”
O.o.O
You hum softly as you sink down into the spring and rest your head back onto your folded towel. Sango relaxes in the spring across from you, having come in a short while ahead of you.
You squint your eyes, and tilt your head away from the feeling sunlight gleaming down on your face. If only there was some sort of roof over the hot spring to shade the occupants from the sunlight…
For perhaps the tenth, maybe hundredth time since you entered, Sango sighs wearily and you’re curious about whatever problem she could have at the moment.
You brush away the sweat on your forehead with your towel and look over to her flushed face across the spring. “Is there something wrong, Ms. Sango?”
She sighs once more. “Nothing, I just didn’t sleep very well last night.”
“Oh? Were you not comfortable in your room?” You ask and smile, inwardly thinking of your night with Inuyasha.
“No, it wasn’t that.. It’s about-“ she sighs once more and bites down on her lip. “Ms. ___, are you good at keeping secrets? I would really like a woman’s opinion.”
“Of course, go ahead. I am a master secret keeper.” You reply confidently.
“It’s about Hoshino, I haven’t been in a relationship for a long time, and putting aside that he’s my subordinate, I wonder if it would be the worst thing I could do if I just gave into him once?” Sango explains, seeming to shrink as she sinks deeper into the spring.
You frown slightly, but you’re not surprised. Of course, Miroku would flirt with her, too. He flirts with anyone of legal age with a vagina. “Well, no. It depends on what you want. I guess he’d be ok for just a fling, given his track record, but how would you feel afterwards? Too awkward to work with him?”
“…That sounds just about right.” Sango replies after a short pause.
“Or I don’t know. Maybe he’d act differently. I once thought that if he met the right woman, then he’d change.” You furrow your brows irritably. “Miroku’s a mystery to me.”
It’s strange, however, that whenever you think of Miroku, you become easily annoyed. There’s little to no history between the two of you, and even if there ever was it died before it could even start. Inuyasha was Miroku’s friend to begin with, and you tolerated it, but never bothered befriending the man yourself. On those terms, you barely knew anything about him, always shrugged off any friendliness coming from him, and frowned disapprovingly at his womanizing reputation.
So it’s strange that you when you should be floating on a cloud from the past night, a single thought of him puts you in a bad mood. Could it be that you’re holding a grudge from when he ditched you at his apartment with Inuyasha? It bothered you a lot when it happened, but years have passed, you can safely say that you’re happy with Inuyasha, (though not so much with the current situation), and you’ve moved on. You’re certain you don’t have some sort of crush on Miroku.
But you can’t help but wonder what was going through Miroku’s head when he left you? Why did he do it? Were you just not pretty or attractive enough? Not his type? What was it?
You frown deeply and chew on your inner cheek. It’s not like it matters now anyway.
“Is something wrong?” Sango asks, probably from seeing your expression.
“I was just thinking that maybe he’s a nice guy, but doesn’t show it very well.” You reply carefully, and set your hand over your eyes to block out the sunlight.
“Nevertheless, since he’s still my subordinate, I’m going to stay professional as possible. Thanks for your opinion, Ms. ___.”
“It’s no problem.”
O.o.O
With a yawn, you walk out of the changing room feeling so very relaxed from your soak in the spring. Sango walks out behind you, holding her own bucket of toiletries.
“Hey Kohaku,” you call, catching the teenage girl walking out of the kitchen. “What are you up to?”
“Ah, h-hello!” She stops and bows her head slightly in greeting. She then looks down to the tray of breakfast food she’s holding. “I was just taking breakfast to Grandma Morita, one of our other guests.”
“Prepare to be defeated, Shino!” Totosai yells as he and the old man and owner of the resort, Shinosuke, step into the hall from the stairs.
“Oh hello ladies,” Shinosuke greets upon seeing Koharu, you and Sango in the hall. “Totosai and I are going into the recreation room to play shogi. We have ping pong, and others games if you would like to join us.”
“Ping pong?” Sango repeats, sounding a little interested.
“Wanna play?” You ask, looking to her.
“Sure.”
O.o.O
So, you and Sango went to the recreation room, which is down the hall from the changing rooms and kitchen, and played ping pong for a while. That was until Inuyasha and Miroku showed up, and you all started playing teams. Miroku and you weren’t very competitive people, (especially since you were losing so hard), so you both decided to sit out while Sango and Inuyasha played.
“It looks like I’ve won again. Would you like to play again, Ms. ___?” Miroku asks, smiling from the opposite side of the table. He begins collecting the cards to shuffle them.
“No thanks.” You drop your cards on the table and lie back flat on the floor.
You fold your arms beneath your head for cushion and look to your side to the other occupants in the room. On the far end of the room, Totosai and Shinosuke are still engrossed in their game of shogi. At the ping-pong table, Sango and Inuyasha are on their tenth or maybe hundredth game. Miroku sits opposite of you watching them (more Sango than them) play. You look towards the window and begin to fan yourself lightly.
This place sort of reminds you of where you went with Inuyasha on your honeymoon, except that the place where you stayed was a bigger hotel, and the area was very snowy. Plus, you got to try snowboarding, which was fun once you started, but learning was difficult. Maybe you and Inuyasha could go back this year in December…
You hadn’t actually went on your honeymoon until seven months after you got married, since you simply couldn’t afford it. So you spent your first Christmas there as newlywed couple, too. Seven months earlier, you got married in May…
Wait, is it May already?
You look over to the calendar across the room, and try to figure out what day is. (Unfortunately, Totosai doesn’t have any calendars at his cabin.) If it’s the seventh or eighth of May today, then that meant your anniversary is in two weeks! …But you know you would probably end up having to spend it at Totosai’s cabin.
You roll onto your side and give Inuyasha a sour look, but you know it isn’t his fault. Even if he forgets, too, which he most likely have already done. He’s been busy with work, and his job is… More important. If you can trust him with the kind of trouble you’re both in to need protection and to be hidden away to this extent, then you can let him off easy this once.
You’re both still together and alive, so that’s all that matters, right?
Inuyasha looks over from the ping-pong table and catches the look you’re giving him. He stares back blankly for a few seconds before seeing the ping-pong ball fly straight pass his paddle. “Damn it.”
“Here are some refreshments.” At the door, Koharu walks in, carrying a tray of snacks and a small cooler on wheels containing drinks. She leaves the snacks and cooler at the table you’re sitting at, takes a bottle of sake and cups, and then brings it over to her grandfather and Totosai on the other side of the room. Koharu leaves the room after a short chat with grandfather and Totosai.
“Good, I’m thirsty.” Sango says, and sets down her paddle. She comes to the table to get a drink from the cooler.
“That’s it, walk away, loser.” Inuyasha smirks at Sango, gloating over his victory.
Sango tosses him a glare, but takes a drink from the cooler and sits down on a cushion on Miroku’s side of the table. You look inside of the cooler and take a moment to decide what you want. Inside, there’s a few juices, of which flavor you don’t like, and the rest beer. You take out a can of beer and pop it open.
“You’ve never been more attractive to me, oh great ping-pong master.” You say to him with a deadpan expression, and take a sip of your beer.
Inuyasha only seems to smirk wider as he walks over to the table and sits down beside you. He takes a beer from the cooler, too, and pops it open before slipping an arm around your waist. Surely, he didn’t you were serious?
You frown slightly at the weird taste of the beer in your mouth. You shift the can in your hands to see the front label and find an answer in the name of the brand. Back to what felt like a long while ago when it was actually a couple months ago, at Myoga and Shouga’s party, you remember Inuyasha getting drunk for the first time in front of you. You smirk slightly, realizing that it’s the same brand of beer that was at the party. Maybe you should just forget to tell Inuyasha and watch him get drunk again for kicks.
“Let’s play another game.” You suggest, hiding your smile behind the rim of your can.
“Another card game? How about strip poker? I wouldn’t mind it if it was just Captain and Ms. ___ playing.” Miroku says, not hiding his grin.
“No, I don’t know how to play.” You quickly dismiss and set your drink on the table. “How about a drinking game?”
“What do you have in mind?” Miroku asks, seeming a little interested in your proposal.
“Well, how about ‘I never,’ someone says that they’ve never done something or another, and if you’ve done it, you drink.” You look to Inuyasha and Sango and smile cheerfully. “Harmless fun, right? Want to play?”
“I suppose...” Sango says, sounding a little unsure.
Beside you, Inuyasha shrugs and you nod. “I’ll start…” You pause to collect your thoughts. “I’ve never cheated…”
A few skeptical glances are directed your way at that, but they raise their drinks.
“On someone I’ve dated.” You say and to your very slight surprise, all three of them take a drink from their cans. “Ok, cheaters, who’s next?”
“Name-calling isn’t very nice, Ms. ___.” Miroku says, setting down his beer.
“Says the king cheater.” You shoot back, leaning back against Inuyasha’s arm.
“I never..!” Sango starts before Miroku can make a comeback. “I’ve never beaten someone up for sexual harassment.” She hisses and glares at Miroku.
Miroku laughs nervously, and holds up his hand, which looked to have been behind her back. “…I’ve never been rejected by a woman.”
“What? Impossible. I’ve seen you be rejected before.” You frown and look at Miroku disbelievingly, while Sango nods in agreement.
“You’ve never seen me seriously go after someone. Now, if you’d like, I’ll show you personally and we’ll see if you can prove me wrong.” Miroku says giving you a flirtatious smile.
“I’ve never had to kick your ass before, but if you say something like that again, I just might.” Inuyasha cuts in, narrowing his eyes at Miroku.
“And I won’t stop him.” Sango adds, frowning.
You inwardly laugh, and decide to continue the game before any violence really does happen. “…Anyhow, I’ve never…”
O.o.O
“…Been married.” Sango says. Her cheeks are flushed lightly and she’s leaning a bit heavily on the table.
On his second can a beer, Inuyasha takes a drink of his. Still finishing your first, you take a small sip of yours. Miroku, still on his first can, too, takes a sip of his.
Sango looks to Miroku funnily. “What? You’re married?”
“No, no! Wait... It wasn’t legal.” He says and laughs.
You fan yourself lightly. For an afternoon in May, it’s pretty warm.
“..I’ve never had sex in public and gotten caught.” Miroku announces.
With a glance out of the side of your eye, you notice Inuyasha taking a drink, and you blush hotly as you take a sip of yours.
Even more flushed than before now, Sango gets up slowly and heads to the door. “I’m going to the restroom.
“Would you like a little help, Captain?” Miroku asks, reaching out to help her.
“No thanks!” She snaps and quickly steps out of his reach. She carefully walks out the room with a slight stumble to her step.
“Wait a minute.” You look to Inuyasha and poke him in the chest. “You aren’t drunk. At all. And this is the special kind… So you should be!” You tap on the label of your can t justify your argument.
“Hah?” He takes your half-empty can from your hands and looks at the label. He gives it back after a second. “You’ve got the special and I’ve got the regular, see? It says so.” He points it out on the regular can for you to see.
You lean against his side to get a better look at the can. “Ohh, I see.”
The door opens and Koharu/Kohaku steps in. “Um, lunch is ready. I-I just need some help bringing it in here.”
“I think I’ve drunken too much to carry anything fragile around. Inuyasha is the most sober of all of us now. You wouldn’t mind helping Koharu, would you, Inuyasha?” Miroku asks pleasantly.
Inuyasha shoots Miroku a look, but grunts lightly as he gets up. On the other side of the room, Koharu/Kohaku’s grandfather, Shinosuke, stands up and walks over, too. Totosai had fallen asleep at the shogi board sometime after the booze was brought in, and Shinosuke was still waiting patiently for the old man to wake up.
“I’ll help, too.” Shinosuke says, and follows Inuyasha and his granddaughter out of the room.
You look over to Totosai, who’s still sleeping loudly and sitting up in front of the shogi board. Maybe you should take a nap, too…
You open your eyes and jump in surprise when Miroku sits down beside you. He chuckles at your reaction, and lifts your drink, probably to weigh it, and the sets it back down on the table.
“I’m surprised you didn’t drink much, you seem drunk already.” He says sounding amused. “Ms. ___, I have a question.”
“I am not drunk.” You state and cross your arms. “What is it?” You look to him and recoil, feeling as if he had suddenly gotten too close.
“Ah-is something wrong?”
“No!” You quickly move to get up, but get dizzy from the sudden move and fall forwards instead of backwards, unfortunately into Miroku’s arms.
“Are you alright?” He asks and braces himself to help you up, while getting up himself.
“I’m sorry!” You move to stand up again, but step on the hem of your yukata this time and lose your balance and go falling to the floor. You reach out for some support, but find a handful of Miroku’s yukata instead, and unintentionally bring him down with you.
You groan and touch the back of your aching skull.
“…Ms. ___, are you ok?” Miroku asks, looking down at you concerned.
Miroku. On top of you. Again. Your dream from that morning vividly comes to mind and you blush darkly. You cover your eyes as embarrassed tears begins to leak through.
Miroku stares down at you baffled, most likely not getting the idea to get off you yet.
The door opens once again, revealing Shinosuke, Koharu/Kohaku and Inuyasha. “We’re back with… lunch… Are we intruding?”
O.o.O
Hello all. Do you like triangles? I do. =D
Eventually, for you and Inuyaha’s anniversary, which is coming up, I’m going to write a large flashback of how Inuyasha and you met in college, and what happened afterwards up until the honeymoon, perhaps. This is going to take up a few chapters, so I was wondering if you think that it should be set aside as a side story, or just neatly be added into the story.
Hoped you enjoyed this chapter. Thanks for reading!
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