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Divine
Chapter Three
“Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting
two bodies.”
-Aristotle
Besides the dull pulsing pain in her ankle,
there was at least one advantage to being injured…
No one wanted to leave you alone.
“Are you sure you don’t want my lollipop,
Kagome?” Shippo asked with large, too-bright eyes. From the way he was looking
at her, anyone would think that Kagome was on her death bed.
“No, Shippo, I got them for you,” she reminded
him. “I just need to rest my foot for a while and I’ll be fine.”
“Do you want me to fluff your cushion,
Kagome-chan?” Sango asked next, indicating the feather-stuffed pillow that
Kagome was leaning her foot against.
“No thanks, I’ll be fine.” Kagome waved her
off.
“Kagome-sama.” Miroku’s turn came next. “Do you
wish me to massage your back – I hear it-”
“I’ll be fine!” Kagome cut him off abruptly.
After all, there was no doubt in her mind about where those crafty hands would
wonder if she permitted them to get any closer than they were now.
Despite having one of their members injured,
the group had decided to move off to continue their journey the next morning.
Kagome had once more exchanged her pink bicycle for her red hanyou, and so far
their progress hadn’t been hindered all that much. Inuyasha’s periodic
complaints about hauling her weight around had been minimal for a change…
perhaps because Kagome had already pointed out that the reason she was injured
was because he had failed to catch her fall.
Not that she wanted to think that she needed
Inuyasha every time she tripped or had trouble opening a jar of preserves. But
anything to keep him from whining…
Miroku had been the one to suggest that they
take a rest and have a midday meal. This was where they were now; sitting
beside the well-traveled road on a grassy verge beside the forest.
All was peaceful. All was well. And Kagome’s
virginity was still intact. So far so good.
Actually, it was surprisingly hard to fall
victim to crazy fortunes when you were in the constant company of several
experienced fighters. Things were starting to look up for Kagome. So far,
Inuyasha hadn’t even so much as twitched to indicate anything suspicious…
perhaps Kagome really would survive a whole week without getting laid?
Well, she’d survived fifteen years by herself,
surely three more days wouldn’t be so hard?
Tell that to fate.
“Inuyasha, do you want some ramen?” Kagome
called as she unpacked the necessary objects from her bag.
“If it’s going…” he shrugged, although she
could tell by the way that he shuffled closer that he was more than apathetic
when it came to ramen. Or any other food for that matter. She smiled and passed
him the sealed cup of dry noodles. “Hold onto that while I heat the water.”
He rattled the package curiously while Kagome
hopped to her feet, treading very lightly on her injured ankle, and hobbled
towards the fire and the flask of water that they’d collected from Kaede’s
village earlier.
That’s when the trouble hit – or rather – the
incredibly bad smell hit.
“Oh god,” Kagome gagged a little and clapped a
hand over her nose. “What the hell is that smell?!”
“It wasn’t me.” Shippo said instinctively,
darting his shifty eyes left and right.
Miroku and Sango just blinked in confusion.
“What smell-?” But as soon as the monk said it, he immediately broke off and
covered his nose and mouth with the large sleeve of his robe.
“That’s putrid!” Sango gasped, scrambling for
her exterminator mask.
“Smells like rotting stuff…” Kagome couldn’t
seem to keep the smell from the invading her sense, no matter how she pinched
her nose. She turned to look at the one person whose nose would be able to sort
this dilemma out. “Inuyasha, what is this… um… uh… Inuyasha?”
He had keeled over backwards with his claws
still firmly clamped over his pot of ramen. Even in a state of unconsciousness,
his protective instincts knew their priority.
Kagome limped over quickly. “Inuyasha!” she
crouched down to take him by the shoulders. “Inuyasha – wake up!”
The smell was only getting stronger… and with
it, intermittent little vibrations in the ground. Kagome lifted her chin as she
had a very Jurassic Park like moment. The leaves on the trees beside them were
quivering gently in time to a steady beat in the distance.
Thump… thump… crunch… thud… thump… thump…
“Something’s coming through the trees.” Kagome
suddenly gasped and began looking around for her bow and arrows. Sango was
already pulling her boomerang onto her back while Miroku was readying his staff
and ofuda charms. At last, Kagome spotted her weapon of choice propped up
against a moss-covered boulder towards the tree-line.
Biting down on her lip to keep from noticing
the pain in her ankle, she all but ran towards the bow. She snatched them up
just in time for the densely packed trees in front of her to swing apart like a
flimsy curtain and out stepped the most the most wretched creature she’d ever
seen. Besides her obese cat, of course.
Now, Kagome wasn’t often the type of girl that
would say hurtful things to others… but there were times when she just couldn’t
help it.
“Oh dear god!” she cried, covering her nose
again in a desperate attempt to stay conscious. “I think I’m going to be sick!”
Eighteen foot of rotting demon flesh. What
could be worse? Possibly the fact that it was only standing a meter away from
Kagome at the time. Shippo had already lost his dinner, while Sango and Miroku
stood warily, braced for action, not too far behind Kagome.
“You… have shards…” the monster wheezed.
“No… no… that’s… someone else you’re looking
for…” Kagome tried to edge back a little, cringing at the stench.
“You…”
“No really, we don’t have any shards.” Anything
to stall for time now. Her fingers fumbled with an arrow as she tried to string
it discreetly… her pained limp was going to slow down any hasty exit she tried
to make so she needed to be ready to fight.
“Give them… to me!!” One vile, oversized
hand began reaching for her. Clumps of mud, flesh and what looked like
parasites, dripped down.
Kagome squeaked and stumbled back a step or
two. The ogre’s hand missed catching the vial of shards strung around her neck.
Apparently, he was just as slow as he was
gross.
“I-I’m warning you!” Kagome drew the arrow and
aimed high, straight for the monster’s chest – the largest target. “If you
don’t back off now, you’ll be sorry!”
“We’ll all be sorry.” Shippo muttered from the
rock he was hiding behind. But he was right, if that thing died and its body
parts splattered down on everyone and everything (as they tended to do), Kagome
wasn’t sure she could live with the smell.
Inuyasha sure couldn’t.
“Give…” the monosyllabic creature
grated out and began to reach for Kagome again.
She had no choice.
She released the arrow.
Scenario #3: The Hot Spring
They were forced to move camp, one way or
another. There was just no way that Inuyasha would wake up around the stench of
scattered corpse, so there was no other choice. Kagome hobbled after the group,
at a distance, to spare them all the stench she was currently emitting.
As Miroku had commented, it was never bright to
make particularly smelly and unsightly enemies explode… especially when you’re
standing within “splatter” range.
It was even worse that Inuyasha was too
unconscious to carry Kagome… as a result she was putting an unnecessary strain
on her foot. Even Kirara didn’t want to give Kagome a ride. The cat was also
turning her nose up at the smell, and favored carrying Inuyasha instead.
But luckily for Kagome, they only walked for a
quarter of an hour before they decided on another campsite.
And even more luckily…
“I do believe there is a hot spring through
those trees.” Miroku declared. “What a delightful surprise… considering how
actually rare it is to find hot springs in this country… yet we always seem to
come across one!”
“Wonderful.” Sango set down her boomerang.
“Kagome-chan, I mean this in the nicest possible way. Go take a bath. Quickly.”
If I didn’t know any better, I would have
thought you guys deliberately led me here. She wasn’t offended all that much… her own
stink was pretty unbearable.
“Fine, I’ll just take my supplies then.” The
supplies that Miroku had been carrying. The monk saw her coming, put down the
bag hastily and backed away quickly to give her room.
Kagome just rolled her eyes. She snatched the
bag up and stalked – with a limp – into the trees.
Fine. She’d just bathe alone and…
Bathe… alone…?
Suddenly Kagome swiveled awkwardly and marched
right back towards the others. They all looked horrified, but it was only Sango
that Kagome was aiming for. Without giving the exterminator time to run, Kagome
grabbed her by the wrist and began dragging her in the direction of the hot
spring.
“Kagome-chan!” Sango was fairly indignant and
very unhappy at being handled with dirty hands.
“I just want some company.” Translation: I need
female company to keep away male company. “Miroku – keep an eye on Inuyasha.”
Miroku sighed under his breath as he watched
the two girls disappear into the trees. “And where shall I keep the other one?”
………
“Kagome-chan… is it me or are you a little on
edge these days?” Sango asked through a pinched nose as she watched her younger
friend from the bank beside the hot spring. She would have taken the
opportunity to join her… but really, the water was very polluted now that
Kagome was splashing about in there.
“On edge?” Kagome twitched. “I don’t know what
you’re talking about! On edge… hah! I’ve never been more relaxed in my – what
was that?!”
Sango glanced lazily in the direction of the
bush that had rustled. Out crept a squirrel. “Just a rodent.” She reassured the
girl as aforementioned rodent caught wind of Kagome and turned tail to run back
into the forest.
“Good… good…” Kagome sank back down into the
water and worked hard to scrub off the grime on her skin and clothes.
Sango blinked at her. “Did something happen
between you and Inuyasha?”
Kagome twitched. “No.”
“Kagome-chan, you twitch when you lie, did you
know that?”
“I’m not lying.” twitched Kagome.
With a sigh, Sango steeled herself and picked
up Kagome’s soiled skirt that lay on the grass a few feet away. She knelt down
by the misty water and began to wash it, using the heat of the water to break
down the stains. “You seemed very anxious around him last night.”
“When?” Kagome gasped, seemingly simply outraged
at the comment.
“When we left you two alone – you couldn’t get
out of there fast enough.” Sango pointed out.
“Well… there was a moth in there with us…”
Kagome turned a flushed face back to her school blouse. “You know how I hate
moths… and worms… I hate worms too.”
But Kagome had to make a conscious effort to
relax. She was here with Sango, Inuyasha was unconscious… there was just no way
that anything naughty could happen now…
So why did the hairs tingle along the back of
neck…?
Maybe she could already sense what Sango was
about to say next. “Kagome-chan, do you mind if I go back to camp? It’s just
that I need to repair a little crack on Hiraikotsu and now is the only time to
do it before we’re on the move again.”
Kagome opened her mouth to protest – no – to plead
with Sango to stay and keep her company. But she shut it again quickly when she
realised that a cracked Hiraikotsu was a compromise, and the last thing their
group needed was to be compromised.
“Sure…” she told the exterminator with a
resigned sort of smile. “I’ll be ok alone.”
As long as no Hanyou’s bumbled by…
…………
There was a rather bad smell in the air when
Inuyasha began to rise. It brought along an instant headache that made him hold
a hand to his brow as he sat up.
“Back among the living again, Inuyasha?” Miroku
was poking at a small camp fire with a stick, looking rather miserable. Sango
sat opposite him with her boomerang
strewn across her lap. She seemed to be busy putting some kind of patch over
her weapon.
Shippo was sitting beside the exterminator,
alternating the licking of a lollipop with Kirara.
“Where’s Kagome?” Inuyasha asked at once.
“Having a bath in the river.” Sango said,
mistakenly using the wrong word. The wrong word which would cost Kagome dearly…
Inuyasha perked his ears. He could hear the
distant sounds of a fast moving river somewhere to his left… undoubtedly that
was where Kagome would be washing. But to his other side, he could smell the
poignant sulphur of a hot spring.
Now why would Kagome take a bath in a cold
river when there was a perfectly good hot spring close by?
But something told Inuyasha not to question
this further. At least this meant that he could go and wash his slightly
gut-splattered clothes with warm water.
With a grunt, he got to his feet. “I’m going
for a wash.” He said bluntly to the others who simply nodded and waved without
bothering to look up.
And so no one noticed the Hanyou slipping off
in the direction of the hot spring…
……….
Repercussions… repercussions… just want kind of
negative repercussions would be produced by sex with Inuyasha?
The complete breakdown of Kagome’s mental
health?
One of Kikyo’s homicidal rampages induced by
jealousy?
Or maybe it was just a squad of little
Inuyasha’s and Kagome’s running around and causing general mischief?
Kagome chewed her lip as she let the heated
water sooth her injured ankle. That last possibility had her hackles raised… as
much as she loved the idea of having children, there was no power on this earth
that would make her think that now was a good time to have them. She
wasn’t going to end up as another teenage mother with no husband and hardly any
education. When she had her first child she wanted to be happily married with a
secure job and a safe home that stayed in one place.
Whether or not Inuyasha would be the father of
that child…?
Kagome hadn’t figured that out yet.
But perhaps she should have arranged some kind
of protection before she’d returned here… just in case fate really did plan to
stick it to her.
Whatever the repercussions were, Kagome would
try her hardest to dodge them. She had to maintain her distance from Inuyasha…
and if they were ever caught alone… she always had the subduing command at her
beck and call.
Perhaps she would go through with it in a few
months… maybe even a few years… but right now? She didn’t feel ready enough…
So why did she get tingles in the pit of her
stomach and a flush of excitement whenever she thought about Inuyasha in that
way?
A groan escaped her mouth – one of agonized
befuddlement. She slipped down into the
water, letting it close over her head and paused for a moment or two, letting
the last soap suds that she’d missed be washed out of her hair.
With a gasp, she resurfaced and lifted her arms
to push back her hair.
She turned to fetch a towel from the bank… but
froze as she locked eyes with her hanyou.
Actually, no. Inuyasha was too busy staring at
her breasts to notice her gaze.
With a cry, Kagome threw her hands over his
chest and dropped straight back down into the water till it was up to her chin.
The spell was broken over Inuyasha, and he inhaled sharply as if only just
waking up.
Anger and embarrassment flushed through the
schoolgirl – enough so that her favorite S word was forming on her lips.
But the subduing word slipped away, like the
water running from the tips of her hair.
The danger of the situation had only just hit
her…
She needed to get rid of him. Fast.
“What are you doing here?!” she hissed, trying
to encompass her expected façade of livid anger.
“What are you doing here?!” Inuyasha’s
face was probably, if possible, more red than Kagome’s.
“Taking a bath! What does it look like I’m
doing?! Riding around a pink elephant?!” she snapped. Ok, perhaps this really
was a little bit of anger she was feeling…
Inuyasha leapt to his defense. “They told me
that you-” He bit off the end of his sentence and threw up his hands in
disgust. “Screw it. I came here to wash my clothes and I’m going to wash them,
whether you like it or not.”
Kagome did not like it. “How dare you intrude on my bath
time!”
“Then leave!”
“NO!”
Probably not the wisest decision. Kagome’s
stubbornness had, once again, overruled her head and heart. She wanted to
leave! Why was she letting him goad her into staying? Of course, he wasn’t
deliberately doing it…
Kagome had to make a grand effort to swallow
her pride. “Fine.” She said evenly. “Just hand me my towel and I’ll go.”
Inuyasha’s eyes narrowed, and for a moment she
tried to figure out what he was thinking. But then he moved forward, snagging
her towel off the ground in one sweep and stood on the bank, dangling it for
her.
This meant Kagome was going to have to wade
into the shallow water to get it…
Resigned, she told him warily, “Don’t look.”
“Don’t plan to.” His head turned away, looking
peeved.
Normally, Kagome would have misread this look
as one of disgust… but she knew better. Not after he’d shown her what he wanted
a night or two ago. But still… didn’t he even want to sneak a look? Just
a small one…?
Kagome waded forward acutely aware that she was
stepping out of the frying pan and into the fire. Out of the deep end and into
the shallow end, where the water could only helplessly lap around her hips.
Her hands remained clamped over her breasts as
she tried to climb onto the bank as gracefully as she could… which was, to say,
a very ungraceful experience. She stood beside Inuyasha, carefully watching his
eyes to make sure he didn’t peek… but at the same time she found herself
disappointed when he didn’t.
She snatched the towel and wrapped it around
her frame, tightly, so that there was no chance of it falling loose. Inuyasha
finally seemed to relax and glanced down at her… and Kagome was consoled
slightly when his gaze flicked over her wet form before returning quickly to
her face.
Kagome smiled and reached out to pat his
shoulder. “Thanks.”
For what? For giving me my towel? For
appreciating my body? For not jumping my bones the minute you saw me?
Inuyasha just shrugged, as if it was nothing at
all. But Kagome could still see the pink dusting on his cheeks, and the way his
eyes remained carefully fixed on some distant object.
Kagome let her hand drop back to her side.
But not before her fingertips caught on the
rosary, tugging it unintentionally.
The clasp snapped.
The bead necklace fell with a thump onto the
damp grass.
Both hanyou and schoolgirl looked at it in dumb
surprise.
Kagome may have looked calm and vaguely
interested in the fallen rosary, but her mind was a spinning hurricane of
thoughts. Images of the first time she’s released Inuyasha from a strong
binding spell came rushing back to batter her mind’s eye, and at any moment she
expected him to laugh that same triumphant laugh…
…and then jump her bones.
Her gaze jerked to Inuyasha, waiting for the
expected reaction. Teenage motherhood, here I come…
But all he said was, “Oops.”
Oops?!
Kagome watched in stupefied disbelief as
Inuyasha reached down, picked up the necklace and proceeded to hang it back
around his neck, the same way Kagome would do had she dropped an earring.
The clasp snapped back into place as Kagome
lifted her hand, like a student asking permission to speak in class. “Uh…
Inuyasha…?”
He froze.
Kagome froze.
“Shit!!”
“Sit!”
“Gyack!”
Splash!
Kagome clapped a hand over her mouth as she
watched her hanyou disappear in a tumble of red and white into the hot spring.
“I can’t believe you just did that!” she cried after him.
Only the bubbles responded to her.
“Inuyasha?”
More bubbles.
“Inuyasha!”
Regardless of the fact that her towel was
slipping quite dangerously now, Kagome ploughed straight into the water and
began groping around for the fallen boy. For a moment she thought she had a
handful of his hair, but when she pulled it up, she discovered it was only a
rock with weeds growing on it. She resumed her efforts and was soon rewarded
when her hands found his haori. Kagome pulled him up as quickly as she could.
“No!” Inuyasha gasped as he surfaced. Kagome
held his head to keep him from sinking again. “Just let me drown!” He gripped
her wrists to try and get her to release him.
“Don’t be stupid!” she snapped angrily. “That
was your own fault!”
“Don’t rub it in!” But then he seemed to
remember something. “Why did you sit me?!”
“Because!” But that wasn’t a good enough
answer. “Because I wanted to see if I still could!”
“Argh!” Inuyasha growled angrily. “Why is it
that fate is out to get me?!”
Out to get you?! Kagome thought angrily. Try being Kagome
Higurashi for a weekend, then you’ll know injustice!
That thought was enough to remind her of her
proprieties. Suddenly, she realised that her towel had long since slipped away
through the water and here she was, holding Inuyasha’s head level with her
torso.
Inuyasha realised this too.
Kagome watched as he gained his footing again
rose to his feet before her. The water only came up to his waist, but for
Kagome, it reached all the way to the undersides of her breasts. This protected
her in no way from prying eyes… but her hands didn’t seem interested in
covering herself up…
Probably because Inuyasha was holding them.
She knew he was looking at her, all of her, but
she knew his gaze was focused mainly on her eyes… even though she couldn’t seem
to bring her own gaze above his collarbone. She dared a glimpse up at his face
and what she saw there had her knees knocking under the water.
Pure adoration… and a lost kind of longing.
Kagome had to look away again, but she could
feel herself leaning towards him, the same way he was leaning into her. His
hands left her wrists and moved up to touch lightly against her shoulders…
Her chin lifted.
His head lowered.
A pair of warm, moist lips pressed against her
temple, and Kagome felt her eyes slide close and she reveled in that simple
contact. It felt so nice… so tender… and it made her heart squeeze.
Between the lips that traveled down her cheek,
and the hands that clasped loosely against her shoulders, Kagome felt herself
being pulled into the warmth that Inuyasha emitted. It surrounded her, guarded
her, cherished her.
And when those lips finally pressed against
hers, she found herself procrastinating. She was pushing the palm-reading away,
telling herself that this was ok.
This is nice, I can handle this.
One of Inuyasha’s hands moved to cradle the
back of her head, while the other moved to rest against her waist.
This feels good. I can allow this.
She
didn’t want the warm feeling to end. Her fingers twisted into the wet material
of Inuyasha’s haori as her breathing grew choppier and shallow, matching his.
The kiss was growing intense.
This isn’t too bad. I don’t need to stop this.
Inuyasha’s hand slipped further under the
water, moving from her waist to her hip, then to her thigh. Then, with very
little warning, the hand slipped between her legs. Kagome had to break away
from the kiss with a gasp of mixed shock, sudden arousal, and blatant
embarrassment.
… wait… that’s too far…
“W-Wait – Inuyasha – hold on!” she pushed
against his arms.
He pulled back quickly. “What?” he asked
quickly, guardedly, as if he hadn’t been doing anything even remotely sexual.
She struggled to regain her momentum. “I don’t
think-”
Sango’s voice from nearby cut her off. “Kagome-chan!”
Footsteps were drawing very near.
Kagome’s hands flew to cover herself as she
cast around desperately for her lost towel while Inuyasha did the same – only
looking for a quick exit instead.
There! Kagome snagged the towel from where it had drifted
to the bank, and jammed it around herself. She looked up, hearing the telltale
crash of foliage that informed her Sango was only a few metres away. She
whirled to Inuyasha. “Sit!!” she hissed as quietly as she could.
Inuyasha vanished under the water with only a
stream of bubbles to mark his disappearance – just as Sango arrived.
The exterminator looked at the bubbles, then
looked at Kagome with an eyebrow raised.
Kagome instantly caught her meaning. “It’s a
hot spring! Of course there are bubbles – they’re not mine!”
Sango chuckled. “No, just thought you might be
hiding a man down there.”
Kagome meekly averted her gaze.
“I just remembered that I might had told
misinformed Inuyasha about where you were,” Sango continued obliviously. “I
thought he might have wandered down here by accident.”
“Oh, no. Inuyasha’s not here.” Kagome said
quickly, waving a hand around. “See?”
A few bubbles trickled up beside her.
“Are you sure?” Sango said in a manner that
suggested Inuyasha may have not been all that unlike Miroku.
“Uh… let’s see…” Kagome raised her voice.
“SIT!”
Nothing. Except, maybe a few more bubbles.
“Nope, not here!” she told her friend
cheerfully. “You can go now – I know the smell is probably bothering you!”
“Oh, that’s gone, I think.” Sango shrugged and
smiled at her. “So, are you finished up?”
“Oh… yes, I am.” Kagome glanced at the bubbles
before starting to wade towards the bank, shakily. She was well aware that she
had only just narrowly avoided completing her assigned fate. “I’ll come back to
camp with you.” Anything to get out of the ‘risqué scenario’ – as she was now
calling all her moments alone with Inuyasha.
Kagome quickly dried off with her secondary,
emergency towel, then shucked into her uniform and quickly gathered her things.
“Let’s go!” she said loudly, for everyone’s benefit, and dragged Sango off in
the direction of their makeshift camp.
Only a few moments after the two girls had
disappeared into the trees, a rather bedraggled hanyou burst out of the surface
of the tranquil spring. He greedily gulped in the breathable, blessed air and
draped himself over the nearest rock.
Perfect. Now not only did he have the world’s
most uncomfortably raging hard-on, but he was now doubly hot and bothered for
his little dip under the water for… three… whole… goddamned… minutes!!!
This would probably take a whole afternoon in
that frigidly cold river to fix the problem.
>TBC<
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