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Brief
Moments
By Mishi
Chapter 3
Feels Like
Home
Shippo was very happy about his new home.
A large blanket had been used to divide one side of the hut, and Kagome was
still hard at work hanging a second blanket. It would make the couple’s corner
of the hut more like a closed room. It would not be prefect, but it would give
them some sense of privacy. Shippo would not have to worry about privacy,
because Mama had sent back a surprise for him. The night before the wedding,
the Souta had decided to camp outside to avoid all the craziness in the house.
Shippo had instantly fallen in love with the small tent that they had used. Knowing that Shippo liked the tent was all
that it took, Mama could not resist sending one back for him. The tent was
large enough to store the GameBoy and its games, Kagome’s CD player, and
whatever else he wanted to put in it. It seemed just perfect, Shippo had his
own little room, and soon the couple would have theirs.
Outside the sun was setting fast. Kagome
was exhausted. Her mind could have sworn that the day had just started, but her
tired body said otherwise. With the second blanket hung securely in place,
Kagome turned to look at the rest of the room. Everything seemed to be unpacked
and in its proper place. Dinner was the final chore on the list of things to be
done.
“Shippo can you get a pot of water for me?”
She asked as she stared digging through cooking supplies.
“You bet!” Shippo flew from his tent and snatched
the pot from its hook. He was so happy to be of use to someone. It was a
feeling he had not felt in a long time.
Kagome smiled as she watched him skip out
the door. ‘It is nice to see him so happy,’
She thought, looking down at the small pit where the cooking fire would be set.
‘I hope it lasts. I can’t believe we’ve
all come this far.’
Kagome had just decided to stand as Inu
Yasha entered the hut. He looked at her and shrugged, “We can’t find her. Nishi
said that Kirara was on the porch of Sango’s hut when she went out to tend the
rice fields. Other than that, none of the other villagers have seen her. It’s
like Kirara just vanished.” He walked over and put his arms around her. This
was fallowed with a small kiss.
“Is Sango doing ok?”
“She is a little worried, but it is not
like Kirara hasn’t done this before.” He stopped and looked down at the floor. “What’s
all this?” He asked, noticing the oddly shaped packages that were on the floor
next to her feet.
“I was about to make dinner, so be nice,”
she warned. “I don’t want anything about me being a bad cook. You’ve got a bad
habit of doing that.”
“Kiss me again and I will be on my best
behavior.”
“Done,” she said, reaching up to pull his
face down to a kissable level.
“Can I come in?” Shippo called from the porch.
“He remembered,” Inu Yasha said in
amazement. Kagome just smile up at him. “You can come in.”
“I got the water, Kagome, is there
anything else you want me to do?” He asked and stopped in mid step. He noticed
Inu Yasha still had his arms around Kagome’s waist, “Did I come back too soon?”
“Shippo, you’re fine,” Kagome assured him.
“If you’re going to stay with us, you’re
going to see us like this a lot. Why try to avoid it?” Inu Yasha explained. He
released Kagome to walk over and examine the blankets that were hanging from
the ceiling. After finding the opening, we walked inside and examined their
tiny corner of the room. “This doesn’t look to bad. I think this just might
work.” He set the Tetsusaiga next to his pillow and sprawled out on the futon, “Not
bad at all.”
“Glad you like it. It took me forever to
figure out how to accomplish it.”
“Is there anything else you want me to do,
Kagome?” Shippo asked again.
“Nah, I think I can get everything else
from here.”
“Let me know if you need me for anything
else,” with that said, Shippo went in to his tent and put the flap down.
Kagome looked at the tent and then at the
walls of blanket. ‘Wha...I’m alone? That’s
not fair.’ She told herself. She looked down at the packets of ingredients
on the floor for a moment before plopping down on her butt. ‘It sucks to be the housewife.’
******
Hours had passed before Kagome was able
take her turn at getting comfy in their new fortress of blankets. Their first
meal as a family seemed to go well enough, but Inu Yasha was growing restless
as he snuggled beside her.
“When is he going to go to sleep?” Inu
Yasha whispered in her ear.
“I don’t know. I can’t tell if his light
is on, are you sure he is not already asleep?”
“He’s awake. I can hear music,” he said as
he propped himself up with his arm and leaned over her.
The little travel lamp gave off just
enough light for her to see his ears going crazy. “Are you sure he hasn’t
fallen asleep with the Discman on?”
“He’s not asleep. I can hear his
breathing!”
“Fine, what does it matter?” She asked
just before lifting her mouth to his neck. “He is not going to hear us if the
music is on.”
“Aaa…You are so mean to me,” he complained
as he gave her a gentle push to return her to her back.
“You do need to get used to this if he is
going to live with us. He can’t see what we are doing. We can’t even see light
through the blankets...how is he going to see anything we do?”
Inu Yasha set up and started ranting, “Damn
it, do you have no shame? It’s only a blanket. What if he hears us?”
“Me? You were the one who all but
undressed me while he was asleep in my arms!” She popped up and grabbed him by
the hair, “You didn’t mind me being loud when grandpa was only two rooms away
from us. I could be wrong, but I don’t think he has lost his hearing yet!”
“I…I…well…maybe…that was me, wasn’t it?”
He scratched his.
*******
Sango stood alone on the porch of the
small hut looking up at the sky. The night was clear and warm. The moon was only
a quarter of the way full, which left very little light to see her surroundings. Still, she did not let that stop her from
trying to search the road that lead to Inu Yasha’s forest.
Miroku, who had been trying to get them
ready for bed for well over an hour, come up behind her and placed his arms
around her shoulders. He brushed his lips against her ear and spoke softly, “She’ll
come back to you. You need to come in and let me comfort you.”
She raised her hands to grasp the arms
that held her tightly. “That appetite of yours is never satisfied, is it?” She
asked with a hint of laughter in her voice.
He pulled her body around to face his.
There was no force to the action, but a gentle hit of urging. He wanted to give
her no resistance if she did not feel like humoring him. Though her head was
down to avoid his gaze, she was allowing him to guide her body.
“It’s your fault. You’re so delicious that
I can’t get enough of you?”
She buried her face in his chest and
mumbled, “How do you do that?”
“Do what?” His mouth was looking for
uncovered skin on her neck.
“Speak with that voice. That voice that
makes my legs weak,” she answered and began pushing him back towards the
doorway.
He purposely placed his lips against her
ear before speaking, “You mean this voice that is full of warm breath?”
She took a very deep breath and started
pushing with more force, “Ok, inside!”
“That’s what I’m trying to do right now,”
he sighed and reached down the front of her kimono.
“You are so bad!” she squeaked as she
threw him through the doorway.
He landed on his butt, in exactly the
place he wanted to be, in the middle of the futon. “Thanks be to Buddha! I love
it when you’re rough.” He laughed as he shot forward and pulled her down. She
was so knocked off balanced that she ended up on her back. Of course, Miroku
used her position to place himself on top of her.
She arched her back to allow his hands the
room to untie the material that kept her kimono in place. Once the kimono was
opened, the armor was nothing for him to worry about. Her breasts were already
exposed for him to kiss and caress.
“That was fast,” she gasped as he bit her
left nipple.
He sucked at the nipple and released it. “You
made me wait. I had time to think about what I wanted to do to you.” He looked
up into her eyes and flicked her nipple with his tongue, “Admit it, Sango, you
like when I’m bad.”
She said nothing; instead she smiled and
closed her eyes. He took it as a definite yes. He finished removing the rest of
her clothing as he slowly started to move down her body. He was kissing,
licking and biting as he went. He loved this part of their love making. It
allowed him to be as perverted as he wanted without making her mad. Not to
mention, he got to see how excited he could make her each time. It was quickly
becoming his own private game. It was a challenge to see how long he could
tease her without losing his mind.
He kissed her inner thigh several times
before running his tongue back up to her stomach.
“Miroku,” she moaned.
He smiled and kissed her stomach again.
Leaving a trail of kisses, he traveled down until he could place his tongue
inside of her. Shivers traveled through her body. It was the first time she had
felt anything like it. She had to move her body, because it was maddening to be
still. Her hips lifted off the futon to meet his mouth. She was working her hip
on her own, which turned him on all the more.
“Enough! I have to get these clothes off,”
Miroku panted as he fought his own robes.
After recovering herself, Sango forced
herself to her knees. She grabbed his hands and forced him to be still. “Let me
do it,” she whispered. She kissed his neck before pulling off the robes. “What
were you doing to me?” She asked as she went back to kissing his neck.
Miroku’s eyes closed. He was breathing
hard when he pulled the loincloth from his hips. “Let me inside of you first.”
“Not yet…it’s my turn,” she said while her
nails ran down his chest.
From the look on his face
one would think that he was in pain, but in truth, he was in ecstasy. His voice came out shaky, “you are so cruel.”
“You like it when I’m
cruel,” she teased as she pressed her body closer to his and reached up to pull
his hair.
“Damn that body of yours!
You’re getting too good at this.” He lowered his body so he could sit on his
legs. Then he tried to pull her body forward. “Please, Sango…please,” he begged
in a breathy half whisper.
She smiled and kissed him.
“How do you want me?” She asked at last.
He moved his legs so he
could sit with them crossed, and told her to startle his lap. She had an idea
of what he had in mind. She did as he asked, and moved herself into a position
that allowed his penis slid in with no effort at all. Knowing that it would
drive him crazy, she wrapped her legs around him.
He let out a groan, and his head went
straight into her breasts. “You’re too much woman for me!” He panted as his
hands took hold of her hips. “Lean back and rest on my legs.”
It seemed like a strange idea, but she
bent back. Her back was now arched with her head on the futon. He could see her
entire body as he moved her, and she had gaven him control over all movement. He
was already close to having an orgasm, and he needed a distraction. He was
trying to remember his breathing, but it was not enough. In desperation he
moaned, “It’s one of the Sutras.”
The sound of his voice confused
her. She tried to form words but failed, “W…Wha?”
He took a deep breath and
pulled her forward, “Everything I’ve done to you has been in the Sutras. I’ll
do it all to you…when I finish them…I’ll do them all over again.” He had to
stop and take another deep breath before he continued, “After we’re finished
with that…I’ll write my own damn Sutras!”
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