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Disclaimer: I do not own the story, characters, or anything else involving
Inuyasha. Nor do I make money off of it. Although maybe a dessert
by that name would be interesting, huh? Then I could say…hey, I had a
taste of Inuyasha today. Mmmm, yummy. And maybe a Miroku sundae, too, eh?
A/N Well, the story is coming to a close (Ok, really this time. I meant it.)
I’m thinking 2 more chapters, maybe 3.
However, I am definitely going to do a sequel, and maybe some one-shot
post-stories. The sucker is just getting
too big, otherwise! Hope you enjoy. And thanks once again to everyone for your
reviews and so kind words. It’s been
wonderful to read them all!
Ch 26 – What are These Doing Here?
Kirara led the way down the stone hallway, Shippou at her back, with Kagome
and Sango each supporting their husbands as they tried to make their way out of
the stronghold.
“There is no way I’m leaving here without my fire rat stuff, Kagome.”
Inuyasha said as he stumbled against her. “My father left those clothes
to me! I am not letting these molesting, psycho killer ninja freaks get
their hands on them! Besides…Miroku looks like he’s freezing. He
needs to get his robes on.”
Looking back at Miroku, Kagome had to agree. The poor man was
just able to walk with Sango’s help, shivering slightly as his fundoshi offered
little protection against the sharp cold of the keep’s walls. Although…Miroku in a fundoshi was pretty darn cute.
Not as cute as Inuyasha, of course, she thought, looking at her filth covered
husband in admiration. But still…cute. Of
course, there was the little matter of the dirt and grime they’d accumulated
from resting against the stone walls. And the slightly
more disgusting remnants of the man who’d basically…exploded.
Actually, no matter how adorable they both were, they were in serious need of a
bath.
How can he be so beautiful even when he’s this filthy? Letting herself revel for a moment, she
replayed the most important part of the last few minutes in her mind.
He loves me! She held the thought in her head like a firefly.
She’d waited for it for so long, and now that it had happened, it was kind of
hard to believe. He really loved her? For it to be true, for him to
return the feelings she’d carted around for all these months was
so…wonderful. She smiled as she looked up at him, watching his dark brows
lower over his eyes as he scowled and watched ahead of them carefully even
while he continued griping.
“I mean it, Kagome. I need to get my clothes!”
Shippou sighed heavily as he turned around to face the hanyou. “Keep your
shirt on, Inuyasha…oooops, too late for that, huh?” Shippou snorted at his own
joke as Inuyasha stared at him, annoyed. “Don’t worry about it. Kirara
and I tracked down your clothes before we were even close to finding you, so we
know right where to go.”
“And where the hell is that?”
mumble mumble mumble
“What was that?” The kitsune’s scent radiated nerves and Inuyasha
wondered what had happened to his clothes to make Shippou so reluctant to talk
about it.
“What happened to them?” he asked suspiciously, “What, they in the sewage or
somethin’?”
“Uh, almost. They were out with the garbage thats to be burned.” Shippou said quietly.
Sighing heavily, Inuyasha grumbled to himself. “Great, me and my
clothes are gonna be dirty and disgusting. Just fucking
great.”
“At least you’re all right.” Sango said quietly from behind him, hugging
Miroku tightly for a moment. “When Kagome and I saw your clothes there,
we thought… “ her voice stopped and Miroku
kissed her sloppily on the cheek sympathetically.
“ W’re ‘kay now.” He said, patting her cheek. “Ev’r thin’ fine. You go’…”
“Miroku, I swear, you’ve just gotta stop talking. You sound drunk off
your ass and I can barely understand a word you say. It’s damn annoying.”
Inuyasha grunted as Kagome elbowed him in the side and glared at him.
“Don’t be rude.”
“What? He does sound drunk off his ass.”
Making their way up the stairs and through the compound, Inuyasha was tense
and wary, worried about being attacked. There had to be more ninjas somewhere.
There was no way the two women had taken out an entire encampment all on their
own…was there? His eyes kept scanning the grounds, the walls, the windows
of the buildings, looking for signs of movement and scent and finding
nothing. After they’d left the grounds without any altercations
whatsoever and were making their way around to the garbage,
he finally started to feel like he could breath a small sigh of relief.
And developed a newfound respect for Sango and Kagome.
Or maybe that was fear of Sango and
Kagome.
Let’s just remember not to make both of them angry at the same time, shall
we? Said his conscience seriously.
Hell of a good idea.
“Way to kick some serious ass, guys. There’s not a ninja left in the
place!” he said out loud.
Kagome rolled her eyes at Sango, smiling slightly nonetheless as they found
the ash-ridden pile of junk they’d been looking for. Inuyasha walked over
to it, complaining bitterly about the various and sundry smells invading his
nose as he did so, and finally found his fire rat robes off to the side on top
of a pile of ashes. He shook them sharply, flapping them around with both
arms as hard as he could, trying to get the grey, clinging dust off. Wincing at
seeing their condition, he shrugged internally and started putting on his
clothes anyway. Wasn’t like he could really get any more disgusting, now
was it?
Now, now, don’t sell yourself short. I’m sure you can be much
more disgusting if you tried, said his conscience. Hey, just get naked
and look in the mirror, that ups the grossness factor
right there
Oh screw off.
Well c’mon, you just set yourself up for these
things. Honestly, I don’t even need to try anymore.
Then just shut up and don’t try.
Can’t we end a conversation without saying ‘shut up’ all the time?
Sure. Shut the fuck up. How’s that?
Asshole, his conscience grumbled, and Inuyasha grinned.
Sango had propped Miroku against a tree and found his robes for him, helping
him into them after shaking them out vigorously as well. Kagome was
rather impressed with how quickly she was able to help him roll and tie the
large pieces of fabric. Although I guess she gets a lot of
practice these days, she thought. She blushed and looked away when Miroku noticed her staring and raised a questioning
eyebrow. How embarrassing.
As she stared at the pile of ashes and garbage, trying to avoid Miroku’s
attention, a bit of bright white caught her eye. What a vivid color for
something thrown away in this day and age. Usually they wouldn’t throw
something away unless it was worn down to nothing, and this thing looks new,
she thought, staring at it absently. Her gaze sharpened as she saw a familiar
cartoon character embossed on the fabric. Wait a second…
“Is that a pair of my underwear??” She blurted out. While everyone
around her stared curiously, Inuyasha looked at the object, sucked in his
breath suddenly and felt around the sleeves of his suikan and the waistband of
his hakama. His ears slowly lowered towards his head as Kagome walked
over and picked up the little piece of white cloth. “It is! I lost this 4 days ago!” She looked down and noticed another
familiar bit of fabric, this time in pale green. And
another in pink, and another in yellow. How in the world…?
She paused, her head swinging around to look at a very guilty and chagrined
Inuyasha. “You wouldn’t, by any chance, know how these got here, would
you, Inuyasha? “
“Uh, well…” he stuttered and flinched as she found another 2 pairs.
“Inuyaaashaaa…I’ve been looking for this pair for almost a week! I
thought some stupid animal was taking them!” He flinched again as she
glared, “It’s you, isn’t it? You’ve been- stealing my underwear! I
only have 2 pair left, you baka! What were you thinking??”
Miroku was watching, a bit confused about exactly
what the bits of cloth were, until Sango filled him in. She might not
understand the term ‘underwear’, but she recognized the clothes in Kagome’s
hands. Miroku started laughing softly as he realized exactly what it was
Inuyasha had been taking. That little hentai, he thought fondly. It
did the heart good to see how Inuyasha was approaching married life. His
mistakes were just so spectacular. Miroku was absolutely positive that
better entertainment had yet to be found in this world than watching Inuyasha
and what bizarre twist he put on the time honored institution of
marriage.
Inuyasha’s ears were flat against his head and he stumbled backwards as
Kagome stomped up to him, waving her underwear in the air like a weapon.
“What the heck were you doing!”
Glancing at the others a little desperately, he tried to keep his voice
down. “I – they- they get in the way.” He
finally whispered.
“What are you talking about?”
He lowered his voice even more. “When we want to…at night.
They always get in the way. I don’t like you wearing them all the time; I
always have to stop and take ‘em off and you’re
covered there anyway with your skirt, right? So, you don’t really need
‘em or anything. Not like boys…girls don’t have anything hanging down
that might get hurt or anything so I…took ‘em.”
Kagome looked at him in disbelief, her cheeks growing redder and redder as
she realized what he was saying. He couldn’t be serious?! “You
decided that it would be easier to have sex if I didn’t have any underwear, so
you took them??”
“Well, that and- they smell nice.”
“WHAT?!”
“They smell like you when you’re all, you know, really happy and
stuff? When you get all excited? They smell like you. So…it’s
kind of nice to hold onto them and think of you and….”
Kagome thought she was going to fall onto the ground from
embarrassment. He was stealing her panties and fantasizing about
her?
“Thinking of me?” she said in barely a whisper as she prayed no one else
could hear them. “What exactly is that supposed to mean?”
“Just, well…thinking about stuff we’ve done, and remembering, and they all
smell different! Like, that one? “ he pointed
out the most ragged looking one in the lot. “That smells like you when you were
excited and a little scared and nervous – that’s the first time we did
anything, but before we mated. And that green one? That smells like
pine trees and you when you’re REALLY excited. That’s when we went out to
pick berries and instead we…”
“All right already!“ she said, hands over his mouth
as her cheeks just burned and burned. “So…these are,
what, souvenirs? For every time we’ve…had sex?” she barely whispered out
the last comment, completely mortified.
“Uh, I don’t know what a soo-ven-ear is.” His ears twitched again slightly,
cheeks flushing. “It’s just…it’s something real, Kagome.”
He reached out and touched her cheek softly, running his finger down it as he
looked at her, trying to find the words to express himself.
“I always feel like I’m gonna wake up and find out this is all a dream. I- I
need something I can feel and smell sometimes to help remind me that it’s
actually happening. To remind me that you’re actually
mine.” Watching her carefully, he tried to figure out if Kagome
was still going to kill him or not. He couldn’t tell.
“It’s just…every time is really…wonderful. I
want to remember...” He finished softly.
…wonderful. He thought it was wonderful.
She felt herself melt a little. Trust Inuyasha to do something so sweet in
the weirdest, dumbest way possible. Taking something that in any other boy she
would have viewed as obnoxious and maybe even a little creepy and turning it
around until she found it rather romantic.
Great, Kagome, you’ve officially gone
over the deep end. You are now seeing the theft of your panties as a
romantic gesture. You are so crazy in love with him, it’s not even funny.
Watching as he looked at her, eyes nervous, ears still twitching, she
sighed.
“Do you still want them?” she asked finally, rolling her eyes internally at
her own idiocy.
“I- I don’t think so. The good scent starts to fade after a while and
anyway, they’d all smell like this ash heap now, and that’s just nasty.”
“Okay, then I’m taking them back with me and washing them. And I need
to keep some of them, understand?” she asked, giving him a good glare as she
pointed her finger at him.
“Yeah.” He bit his lip and asked tentatively, “If-
if it’s a really good night, though…could I take a pair just for a little
while, just to remember?” Looking into his huge golden, damn the cliché
but they did look like puppy dog eyes, she sighed again.
“Oh jeesh, fine. Just not all of them or I’ll
run out again, you dork.” She muttered to herself as she turned around,
ignoring his huge grin as he stumbled after her, still slightly uncoordinated
from the drug. “I cannot believe I’m okaying
this. Stupid idiot, stealing my underwear, for
Gods’ sake. Jeesh. I’m such a
sucker.”
Miroku and Sango watched this with interest, unable to hear what the couple
was discussing so ferverently. Miroku was dying of curiosity until
Shippou came strolling over. He looked up at the monk and spoke out the
side of his mouth as Sango turned away to greet Kirara.
“If you give me your next helping of Kagome’s snacks, I’ll tell you what
they said later.” Shippou whispered.
“Done.” Miroku shot back quietly. Aaah, the benefits of having an easily bribed, demon eavesdropper
on one’s side. I wonder if I could ever use this in games of
chance somehow, he speculated momentarily, and then smiled innocently in
Sango’s direction. Her eyes narrowed a moment, sure he was up to
something but unable to figure out what, and she watched him closely for the
next few minutes as they finished arranging their belongings.
“Let’s get back to that last village with the hot springs.” Inuyasha said as they debated
which way to go. “I gotta get this shit offa
me.” Murmurs of assent came from everyone and they headed along the
trail, Inuyasha and MIroku riding wearily on Kirara’s back.
5 hours later
The group stood in the middle of a dense forest, every eye glaring at
Inuyasha. Kagome huffed angrily.
“I thought you said this was a short cut, Inuyasha!” Kagome said,
pulling her skirt free from the 5 millionth bramble
stuck to it. “This is taking twice as long to get back to that last
village as it took to get here in the first place!!”
“Well, it’s been a few decades, okay?! And it was faster when I was
all by myself, dammit!” He snarled, cursing as his
hair tangled in one of the hundreds of branches surrounding them.
“I can’t see how it could have been.” Sango said, looking around at the
gordion knot of living things they were trapped in. “For the last hour,
there’s been no road. There’s no path, there’s not even a game
trail! How in the world was going this way faster?”
“Yeah, what did you do, leap from tree to tree or something?” asked Shippou
sarcastically. When Inuyasha’s shoulders hunched, the kitsune
sighed. “You did, didn’t you?”
“You know, the drug’s almost all gone now, so don’t think I won’t come over
there and pound you, you little brat.” Inuyasha glared and then winced as
Kagome started yelling.
“You leapt from tree to tree?! What the heck were you thinking when
you suggested this? We can’t jump the way you can, you big dummy!”
“I was going to carry you! It’s not like Kirara couldn’t have flown and kept
up.” He argued, rubbing his ears. Damn, but Kagome could get loud.
“Inuyasha, right now it’s so foggy that Kirara can’t see well enough to fly,
now can she? So how is this supposed to be faster!!!” She stomped furiously.
You know, that was a lot cuter and less scary when she did it naked.
Yeah, his conscience mused wistfully. Wish no one else was around, we
could take care of that.
Really? Don’t you think that would,
you know, piss her off?
Of course it would. But like you said, naked angry Kagome is a lot
more fun than clothed angry Kagome.
Huh. Have to think about that.
He flinched as she yelled right into his ear.
“Are you listening to me, Inuyasha! I’m cold,
I’m soaked from all this stupid mist, I’m stuck in the middle of these stupid
woods, and now I find out that it’s not even a stupid shortcut!” She
looked over to Miroku seated on Kirara and blew out her breath, trying to calm
down. The monk wasn’t recovering as quickly as Inuyasha, so they’d had
Kirara carry him so far, but the woods were very thick and tangled.
As a result, Miroku had to dismount constantly and have Sango support him
through whatever small bits of trail they found as Kirara transformed to a
smaller size. The only other option was to go on an irritatingly long and
winding path just to find places big enough for the large youkai to walk
through and not knock Miroku off.
“It wouldn’t be so bad if Miroku’s sorry ass was doing better, ya
know. Then we’d be able to move faster, at least.”
“Inuyasha!” Kagome quelled.
“Well, it’s true!”
“Inuyasha, I believe…aaaagh!” Miroku fell face
first off of Kirara as he tried to dismount on his own.
“Oh really, this is ridiculous.” said Sango, walking over to help the Monk
up. “Inuyasha’s right, Kagome, having Miroku on Kirara is taking too much
time.”
“Shango, I think I can…” Miroku started to say, trying to push himself away
from Sango for a moment.
“Don’t be foolish, Houshi, listen to yourself. You’re still slurring
your words.”
“But Shhango, I only…”
Sango huffed in annoyance. “This is stupid. Here, I’ll take care of
it. Inuyasha, you take the Hiraikotsu and I’ll take Miroku, all
right?”
“Eh?” Inuyasha looked in surprise at the large weapon handed his way.
“Go on, take it. He probably weighs less than it does, anyway.” She
passed the giant bone over to Inuyasha and turned back to her husband.
“Come on, Miroku, up you go.” And Sango hefted Miroku sideways over both
shoulders.
“H-hey! Wha-what‘re you doing?” the monk
stuttered, pushing at her. She held his arm over one shoulder and his leg
over the other, staggering for only a moment before she regained her
balance. As she started walking, the others followed silently, sporting
identical grins as they watched Sango carry her husband.
“Sango is really strong, huh, Inuyasha?” Shippou whispered.
“I guess she must be.” He stared at her, impressed and enjoying the sight
immensely. As crummy as certain parts had been, when it came to ammunition
against Miroku, things just kept getting better and better. The way the
day was shaping up, he’d have shit he could tease the stupid houshi about for
the rest of their fucking lives!
Blushing furiously by this point, Miroku pushed at Sango with his free hand.
“Shhango! This ‘s
undignified! Pu’ me down!”
“We won’t get anywhere tonight if we don’t go faster than this! We can’t
fly in this fog, and it’s either me or Inuyasha, and he’s still recovering from
those nasty drugs, so that leaves me. At least until Kirara has enough
room to maneuver in again.”
“I ca’ walk!” he yelled,
“No, you can’t.” she said, shaking her head.
Miroku was growling under his breath, his head almost upside down off the
side of her shoulder as he tried to figure out the least humiliating way to get
out of his current position, when he realized that Sango was only holding one
arm. Which meant one arm was free. And that arm just happened to
have access to…hmmmm, maybe he’d let her carry him a while after all.
Sango stiffened as she felt Miroku’s free hand slide down her back and grab
one side of her bottom, squeezing gently.
“Miroku! Cut it out! We’re not alone!”
“A’ right.” His hand retreated for a moment
before starting to caress her other cheek.
She growled, turning back to the others. “I changed my mind,
Inuyasha. Here, you take him.”
His eyes wide, Inuyasha backed away. “No way!
I’m not taking Miroku if he’s getting all lecherous! Look, I already went
through all that with Kagome. It’s a whole different thing if the monk
starts to grab my ass! You keep him! I’m hanging onto the
hiraikotsu!” Inuyasha grabbed Kagome’s hand and walked past Sango
quickly, trying to avoid looking at her. Kagome gave her a rather
embarrassed shrug and Shippou and Kirara simply ran ahead to catch up.
Scowling, she turned and followed them, stumbling a moment as Miroku’s hand
drifted down again. “Stop it, Miroku! We have to keep
moving.”
“Go ‘head an’ move, Shango. I’m fine.” Miroku said, happily letting
his free hand roam over the curves of Sango’s bottom. Finest bottom in 12
provinces, he was positive. And he’d seen enough to make that statement
worth something.
Sango felt herself flushing terribly as his hand groped and squeezed, and
when it started to worm its way in between her legs to press into her she
squeaked, closing her eyes in embarrassment as the others looked back to see if
she was okay.
“Miroku, “she said through gritted teeth, “I swear, if you don’t stop it
right now, as soon as these drugs wear off and I know you can feel it, I’m
going to beat you into pulp!” She’d been so frightened for him, and now she was
tired, hungry, cold, and likely to be a lot more
tired before too long: Miroku was no lightweight! And to top it all off,
she had to walk along and let him grope her in public? Okay, so it wasn’t
like he didn’t do that a lot anyway, but just…she wanted to find someplace to
rest for the night and wash off, and her horny husband was making it awfully
difficult to even keep walking, the hentai!
And she didn’t even have a free hand to slap him with!
“Miroku, really, you’ve gotta stop, okay?” she panted a little as his hand
burrowed in farther. “Please!” she said in a slightly higher pitch. “Miroku! You need to stop or…or I won’t be able to
walk.” She finished in a desperate whisper.
“A’ right.” He said, pulling his hand back.
She let out a sigh of relief.
Less than a minute went by, however, before Sango’s voice was heard
again.
“Miroku!! Stop!”
“Why am I not surprised that loopy Miroku is just as much a lecher as sober
Miroku is?” Inuyasha muttered.
“Yeah.” Agreed Shippou.
“Looks like she’s too worried about him to smack him, too.
I bet he gropes her all the way to the village.”
“Again, I don’t take sucker bets.” Inuyasha retorted, and Kagome giggled
slightly as they slowly made their way through the underbrush.
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